Victoria's Hero

Kendra’s car screeched to a halt outside the building where Kurt had been told that he could find the Lewis’ apartment. He jumped out of the car and sprinted towards the door, hoping that he wasn’t too late to save Victoria. His full steam ahead race towards the building faded into a light jog, and then stopping abruptly, surprise washing away the concern on his face as he realised Victoria was standing on the sidewalk, looking as though she’d just left. He leapt in front of her, grabbing her by the arms, holding her in place, like she was a mirage that might fade away from reality at any moment.

He looked her up and down, looking for bruises or cuts, but she looked pristine, glowing even, and smelled of lavender and chamomile. Almost like she’d had a shower. She was dressed differently too, still in a tank top and bra, but her yoga bottoms had been replaced with tight leather pants that looked like they’d been painted onto her long legs and bubble butt. Fuck, she looked hot. She’d always been beautiful in a effortless, naturally pretty kind of way, but now she seemed like she was actively trying to look sexy, and he sincerely had to look again at her face to make sure he’d grabbed the right person.

“Kurt?” She called to him through the haze of confusion, looking up at him with bright green eyes and a sweet, angelic smile. “You’re hurting me.”

“Ah, sorry,” he withdrew his hands, dusting them against his jeans as if cleaning them would make the red imprint on her arms go away. “I’m just so surprised. I mean, what are you doing here?”

“I was just leaving. Dustin tricked me into going on a date with him and Shawn showed up,” Victoria explained briefly, tilting her head and frowning. “But, I think I’m the one asking what you’re doing here actually?”

“Ha, well, it’s kind of related to that. See, Dustin and Shawn wanted your boyfriend out of the picture while Dustin went on the date,” Kurt laughed shortly, reaching back and scratching his head.

“Yeah, Shawn said he kidnapped Gavin,” Victoria’s eyes brightened as she put two and two together. “Wait a minute, they thought you were Gavin?”

“Yeah, because they saw us down the street earlier and they thought Ashley was still with Brandon, so they just assumed that I was with you, and therefore Gavin,” Kurt confirmed, smiling. “I didn’t tell him otherwise because I didn’t want them going after the real Gavin, and I thought I could figure out what they were planning to do to you.”

“Aw, Kurt, that’s really sweet of you,” Victoria said, reaching up and stroking his cheek. “My hero.”

“As if. It looks like you didn’t need saving at all,” Kurt looked up at the building, still curious how she’d escaped the clutches of that vile bastard, Shawn Lewis. “It sounded like Shawn was planning some pretty horrible shit. What happened up there?”

Victoria just shrugged as she brought her hand away from Kurt’s face again, trailing her fingers slowly along his jawline as she went. “Shawn showed up and told me everything. Or at least, his version of everything. We argued for a while, and with Dustin, and then I just left. Shawn tried to threaten me to stay but I wasn’t going to give in to him, like another one of his little sluts.”

Kurt thought he saw her eyes twinkle as she said the words ‘little slut’ but he shook it off, more curious about her new clothing. “So, uh, these leather pants…you weren’t wearing those earlier. Where’d they come from?”

“Oh these? You like them?” She brought her hands to her hips, sliding them down her thighs, twisting and turning to give Kurt a proper view of her tight, wide butt encased in leather. “My yoga pants kinda got ruined at the movies, so Dustin let me pick something out of his mother’s stuff to wear. Good thing she kept some stuff from when she was younger, though I think it probably looks better on me.”

That didn’t sound right. Not that the leather pants didn’t look better on Victoria than the Lewis’ mother; he couldn’t imagine anyone looking hotter in leather pants than Victoria did at that moment. But Dustin had brought her back to the apartment to have sex. Why would she get changed before they had sex? Not to mention Victoria just didn’t seem to be herself. There was something different, almost carefree about her. But then again, after the drama they’d both suffered that night, who could blame her if she was a little out of sorts.

Still, Kurt felt the need to ask, “Are you sure that’s all that happened? It took me a while to get here. Stupid GPS took me along all the main roads and traffic was horrible. You can tell me if something happened to you.”

But Victoria took her head again, her sunshine blonde hair bouncing along with very moment.

“Relax, Kurt, nothing happened, I swear,” Victoria said, firmly, rubbing his shoulder comfortingly. “I’ve honestly never felt better in my life.”

“Speaking of which, where’s your crutch?” Kurt said, remembering her injury.

Victoria looked around and laughed. “I guess I left it up in the apartment. Oh, well, I’m not going back for it now.”

“That’s a good idea. We should get out of here in case Shawn comes down,” Kurt insisted, moving towards Kendra’s car.

“What do I have to be worried about? I’ve got my hero here to protect me now,” She drew up beside him, clutching his arm and resting her head against his muscles as she pointed to a shiny blue sedan nearby. “But I think we should bring Zack’s car back with us.”

“Good idea,” Kurt agreed, changing course for Zack’s car instead. He led Victoria around to the passenger side first of all, holding the door open for her, as she plopped herself onto the cushion. Then he ran around and hopped in the drivers side, pulling out his phone as he sat down. “I should call Heather and let her know where we are and that we’re safe.”

Victoria nodded, watching Kurt multitasking as he started the engine, put it into gear, moved out of the space, while at the same time dialling Heather’s number, calling and holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder. “Hi, Heather, it’s Kurt.” He greeted her.

Victoria listened to Heather’s exclaimed reply, so loud she could almost hear her over the engine of the car, but the words were still difficult to make out. But she heard Kurt’s reply loud and clear, “Yes, it’s me. I’m here with Victoria. I just picked her up.”

Heather’s joy was audible over the phone, clearly very glad to hear that both Kurt and Victoria were safe, clearly knowing something about the situation that had happened throughout the day. “Yeah, we're both no worse for wear. Just heading back to the cabin now.” Came Kurt’s reply.

“No, we’re already driving. Yeah, we’re in Zack’s car. Great, see you there.” Kurt and Heather shot off quick replies to each other before Kurt hung up, dropping his phone into a pocket in the car door. Then, he sighed with relief, feeling that he could finally relax.

They drove for a while, the bright lights of the town giving away to the dark of the dimming sun out on the country road up to Silver Lake park, back to the cabin. Victoria was leaning on the side of the car, staring out the window, the dying sun painting her face a mixture of pink and orange. Kurt wondered what she was thinking. She hadn’t spoken since they’d gotten in the car. And then, before the he could say a word, Victoria turned to him, pensive and uncertain.

“When Shawn was threatening me, he said something interesting.” She said, pausing to let Kurt mentally process, to guess what might have been said. But he wasn’t sure. Knowing Shawn, he could have said any kind of bullshit to worm his way into Victoria’s head. After ample time, she continued, revealing, “He said he listened to my date with Dustin. That he heard everything.”

Kurt swallowed hard, not quite sure how to answer. Was she looking for confirmation? Was she worried it was true? Would it be better to pretend he hadn’t heard anything? After hearing how Dustin had lied to her, and seen how she’d blown up at the real Gavin this morning, he thought the truth was the best policy.

“Did you hear everything?” she asked, pointedly pressing him to answer now.

Hesitantly, Kurt nodded as he explained, “I was tied to a chair. Shawn made us listen to the whole date.”

“So…you heard what happened in the cinema?” She whispered, her voice quivering. “You heard…me?”

“I…did. I heard it.” He replied. ‘It’ being her orgasm as she was fingered by Dustin in the movie theatre, the reason her yoga pants had been soaked through and required changing.

“Did you like it?” was her next question, surprising him. He raised an eyebrow at her, but her face remained unreadable, simply staring by with cool, green eyes. “Did you like hearing me moan like that?”

Like was a hard thing to define. Listening to Victoria aroused at the movies had been incredibly hot, but it could have been under better circumstances, like not being strapped to a chair and roughly sucked off. He’d told himself it had been Kendra’s expert blowjob skills that had gotten him off, but if he were being honest with himself, Victoria’s pleasured sighs in the background had done a lot of the work. But, rather than tell her all that, he simply muttered, “yes.”

“Yeah, you did like it?” She reached over and placed a hand on his leg, running it up his thigh, fingers on the inside, trailing towards his cock. “Did it make you hard?”

“Ah, Victoria, I’m driving,” He protested as her digits came in contact with his cock, rapidly filling with blood and growing in length and width thanks to the current conversation and the new contact.

Victoria’s didn’t listen, ignoring his objections and stroking his cock through his jeans with her fingers, pushing him for an answer. “Did listening to me get off in the movie theatre make you hard?”

“Ah, fuck, yes,” Kurt groaned, his newly grown erection straining against the tight denim. “Is that what you want to hear? Fine, I admit it, yes, you got me hard.”

“I’m very glad to hear it,” she cooed, as he looked over saw her unbuckling her seatbelt. She brought her legs up to the chair, kneeling on the cushion as she hunched over, bringing her face close to his lap.

“Vuh-Victoria, what are you doing?” He growled through gritted teeth, furrowing his brow as the sweet little blonde, unzipped his jeans and slid a hand inside. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Hopefully you, in a minute,” She quipped, reaching into his underwear as he felt her small, warm hand wrap around his thick, stiff cock. “I was just thinking that my hero deserves a reward. And since you liked hearing me moan, maybe you’d like to hear me moan around your cock?”

“That…would be amazing,” Kurt confessed, glancing between the road and back of the head of blonde hair hovering over his lap. “But now? Can’t it wait til we get back?”

Victoria turned her head, so Kurt could see her pretty, pouting face, almost breaking his heart for not giving her what she wanted. “That doesn’t sound like the Kurt Johnson I know…or should I call you Gavin? And then you can really play the role of the noble boyfriend defending my honor?”

“What? No, I…” Kurt struggled to think straight, as he tried to focus on the road in front of him and not the fact that she was pulling his thick hard cock out through the slip in his boxers and through the fly of his jeans, exposing his stiff dick to the cool evening air and Victoria’s gentle, warm breaths. “This doesn’t sound like the Victoria Walker I know.”

“Maybe I just can’t wait,” she suggested, with a shrug and a soft kiss upon his tip. “Perhaps I have even more planned for when we get back.”

Kurt’s eyes went wide, and he gripped the steering wheel tight. With his cock aching in his lap, and the blonde’s lips making soft teasing kisses upon his tip, it was difficult to argue against letting her do whatever the hell she pleased. But he was still deeply concerned. Ever since he’d picked her up, Victoria had seemed different and this new sexual confidence seemed like a symptom of what ever had happened up in that apartment. It almost felt like taking advantage of her state of mind. He just couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something he was missing.