Bully No More

“You’re so different,” she said.

“I don’t know what that means.”

She shrugged. “Back in school you were an entitled prick. Now, you’re like a real adult. When did that happen?”

“I take care of thousands of people, Kim. My business is their job, and their livelihood falls to me. Sometimes you just have to grow up.”

“Huh.”

“What?” he asked, seeing her assessing gaze.

“Never thought I’d see the day that you were all about being sensible.”

“People change, Kim. Sometimes you have to have a little faith.”

They continued walking, this time in silence. The sounds of birds chirping, trees rustling, calmed him. Kim placed her arm through his once again.

“Change?”

“Yes. You should try it some time. You might find some surprises.”

“Um.”

They moved down to the lake near her other art studio. “I may as well show you this now that we’re here.” He grabbed a key, handing it to her. “Whenever you’re looking for another source of inspiration, you can come here.”

Kim took the key, and he opened up the door, flicking on the light. The studio was like the one at the house, only on a bigger scale.

“You have completely spoilt me, and I’ve just been a bitch.”

“It’s okay. It’s a woman’s prerogative to be a bitch.”

“It’s not good enough. I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t stress about it.” He turned around. “This is all of yours.”

When he looked toward her, he saw tears in her eyes as she stared at him. “This not good?”

“This is perfect.”

“You’ve not even looked.”

“You’re right, I haven’t looked properly. I guess it takes an intervention to really see someone.”

Kurt frowned as he stared at her. She wasn’t looking at anything else but him. “Well, you can do whatever art you feel like. Decorate it, screw it around. It’s all yours.”

He stepped outside of the studio and stared up at the house. So many dreams, and yet, he didn’t even know if he was fighting a losing battle. Kim was an enigma to him.

Kim closed the door, flicking the lock. She came toward him, grabbed his face, and slammed her lips against his.

There was no denying her lack of experience. Her lips landed toward the corner of his mouth, and only when he took over, cupping her hips, coaxing her lips apart did Kim melt against him. Kurt wouldn’t have her any other way. He would be her first, and her last. His dick thickened at the thought, and he forced himself to release her.

“You don’t have to thank me with a kiss.”

“I wasn’t. I kissed you because I wanted to. Thank you for the studio, Kurt, and for believing in my work enough to give me this.”

He didn’t just believe in her work. He believed in her. She was a strong woman, a resilient one. Kurt hoped for her to see it soon.

“I think we should make a deal,” Kim said.

“I’m all ears.”

“I’ll cook and bake for you as a thank you for the wonderful gift you’ve given me.”

“How about you cook and bake period, I’m never one to turn that shit down. Also, you’ll give me the pleasure of your company, whenever I want it.”

“Oh, bargaining are we?” she asked.

“I think your company is not too much to ask. Take a chance, Kim. Be careful though, it might be fun.”

“Hey, I can have fun.”

He snorted. “No, you can’t.”

“I’m the queen of fun.”

“I doubt it.”

She rushed toward him, patting his arm. “I’m fun.”

“Then prove it. Give me the pleasure of your company.”

“It’s already a deal, Kurt. You know that.”

He took hold of her hand, and they made their way back toward the house. Kim paused, and he stopped.

“You have a pool?”

“Yeah, I have pretty much everything. I also have a gym in the basement as well.” Kurt smirked. “Prove you’re fun.” He reached down, lifting her up. Kim screamed at him, trying to get away. Her body wriggled against him as he got to the pool edge, and threw her in. She dropped into the water.

Kurt watched as she broke the surface, screamed, and suddenly sank.

“Kim?”

Shit, he couldn’t be sure if she could swim. Diving into the water, he grabbed her, and pulled her up. His heart was racing, and as she broke the surface, she burst out laughing.

“What the fuck? That wasn’t funny.”

“I couldn’t get you in the pool any other way. Come on, that was funny.”

“No, it fucking wasn’t. I was fucking scared.” He turned his back on her, trying to gain his composure. Kurt had never been so scared before in his life.

“You threw me in the water. I was just fooling around. I’m sorry.”

He turned toward her and watched as she wiped her face. “I overreacted.”

“You were scared for me?”

“I couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.” Kurt loved her, damn it. She didn’t have a clue how much she meant to him.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” She wrapped her arms around him.