Kurt was hopelessly lost. The spell had taken a hold of his every inhibition and tossed them out the window. This wasn't him. He wasn't the kind to just want to sleep with someone on a lark. But he had to sleep with this man right now. For Kurt, Bert was pretty perfectly shaped.

"I uh.. like bottom," Kurt admits with some embarrassment. He didn't normally have to admit that sort of thing to people.