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Title: By Choice (Part Three)
Word Count: 14.8K+
Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Female Reader
Summary: Kurt meets someone that makes him realize he’s the only one who can be in charge of his own life, and [Y/N] meets someone that makes her feel she’s the most special person in the world.
Rating: MA (Explicit)
Warnings: Explicit sex scenes (submissive Kurt, tail kink); some racism and homophobia; memories of traumatic experiences.
A/N: It’s here! Thank you to everyone who told me they loved this story, you really inspire me to keep writing. 
– Part 1 – Part 2 –

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It was a simple kiss, really– just closed lips pressing against each other, nothing more. But it felt like everything that didn’t make sense in [Y/N]’s life had somehow fallen into place at the same time. Of course, she knew that wasn’t true, all of her problems would still be there after this– but it was impossible to think about any of them at the moment. Now it was just them together– the rest of the world was gone for the time being. 

When they pulled away, [Y/N]’s eyes were open wide in surprise. She couldn’t believe what just happened– it couldn’t be real. Kurt had not just kissed her, right after she said she was in love with him. That couldn’t have happened because if it did… it could only mean one thing.

He liked her back.

Kurt, on the other hand, pulled back incredibly slowly– lips pouting slightly and eyes closed, looking just barely out of breath. His eyes opened carefully, and when he noticed [Y/N] was staring at him incredulously, he gasped in embarrassment and leaned back, away from her.

“I– I–” He tried to say, but all of a sudden he forgot every word he knew in

both

English and German.

“You like me too?” [Y/N] breathed out, not even bothering to mask her disbelief. She needed him to say it, to confirm it. This was something too great, too wonderful for it to be happening to her, of all people. Kurt frowned and tilted his head to the side– like he didn’t know why she’d felt the need to ask that question.

“Ja, liebe. Of course I do.” He paused for a moment. “Vell, actually… I am in love vith you, too.” He confessed in a whisper, too embarrassed to look at her.

“Kurt, look at me.” She said softly, and he complied. She looked like she’d just been told she was now a millionaire– and she felt like it too. “What does that mean? Liebe?“  She leaned closer to him without noticing, and Kurt did as well. Her eyes moved from his to his mouth, his scars, his ears, his eyes again. It made her angry that she was incapable of looking at all of him at the same time. She wanted to take him in all at once– marvel at those beautiful lips while looking at his hands, look at his tail behind him without taking her eyes off his own.

It wasn’t fair.

“It means love.” Kurt answered, his hands fidgeting on his lap. “I have been vanting to call you zhat for a long time.” He murmured in a raspy voice. [Y/N] had leaned even closer, so they were just inches away from each other now. She placed her hands on his knees to pry them open, and Kurt untangled his legs for her.

There wasn’t even a chance for them to feel awkward about the sudden intimacy of the moment– it was something they both had been craving for so long that now it just seemed like the only possible thing to do. Kurt’s legs were now open and she moved to sit on his lap, her own legs wrapping around his waist and her arms around his neck. He took a hold of her hips, rubbing her sides softly. They didn’t break eye contact for a moment, and by now they had gotten so close that their noses brushed with each exhalation.

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