Chapter 6

The minute the door closed behind them, Matt was on him, his arms back round Kurt's neck and his lips seeking out every inch of exposed skin. Kurt's heartbeat raced and he felt more alive than he had at any time for the last two years. Maybe it was just the rush of testosterone from the fight, maybe it was the sheer joy of having won, having survived, but Kurt felt a sudden need to get naked. Fast. He grabbed Matt by the ass and lifted him off the ground. “C'mon, kid. Bedroom's this way.”

“Going to carry me up the stairs?” Matt teased.

“Is that a challenge?” Kurt laughed, and slung the kid over his shoulder, fireman-style. “Watch that head on the banisters, now.”

Matt was laughing helplessly, and didn't stop until Kurt threw him down on the bed. “Man, you got any idea how hot all this caveman shit is?” he said, sounding kind of winded. His smile grew wicked. “Aren't you worried I might run away?”

Oh, this boy was something else. “Do I got to tie you to the bed?”