After having a month to prepare, Kurt finally decided that he wanted to audition for the part of Angel, a transvestite who suffers with the AIDs disease. This is why, at precisely 8 o'clock at night, Kurt stood in the middle of him and Blaine's living room dressed in a green turtle neck, a diamond necklace left behind by his mother, a leather skirt, white stockings, and black platform shoes. Along with his feminine outfit, Kurt wore a blonde wig, which oddly reminded him of the time he and the glee club experimented with hairography.

Helping Kurt run lines with him the night before the audition was Blaine. He would normally run lines with him every night, but tonight was different. It was the first time that Kurt had put on his Angel outfit and wore make-up, which was a new and dominant feat to Blaine. He found it very hard not to ravage Kurt with his skirt hugging his buttocks tightly and black eyeliner that made his glasz eyes pop even more.

They were singing the duet between Angel and Collins, I'll Cover You, and Kurt was hanging onto Blaine, deep into his character, as they both finished the song strong.

I Think They Meant It
When They Said You Can't Buy Love
Now I Know You Can Rent It
A New Lease You Are, My Love
On Life All My Life
I've Longed To Discover
Something As True As This Is

"Kurt," Blaine said.

"You mean Angel," Kurt corrected.

"No," Blaine said, grabbing Kurt's hand and leading him to sit down on the couch. "You need a break, love."

Kurt pulled off the blonde wig, revealing his messy hair since he refused to wear a cap, "I guess we can take five."

"No," Blaine said, lifting his hand to grab Kurt's chin, making him face Blaine, "you are done for the night."

"But the auditions are tomorrow," Kurt said, "and I need it to be perfect, Blaine."

"You are perfect, Kurt," Blaine reassured him. "If they don't give you this part, they are freaking insane. You sing each song so well, Kurt, and you remember the lines like they're a part of you. You're going to be perfect tomorrow. Every other guy is going to piss themselves in fear of what you have to offer."

Kurt giggled at the last words his fianc� said. He did have a point, Kurt thought as he pulled the shoes off of him, along with the necklace, and set them on the floor.

"Alright, but can we take a bath?" Kurt asked, toying with one of the strings hanging loosely from the green fabric of the sweater.

"Absolutely," Blaine said, getting up and straightening out his jeans. He bent down to pick Kurt up bridal style, surprising him, and making him fall into giggling hysterics and holding onto Blaine like his life depended on it.

Once they reached the lavatory, Blaine gently placed Kurt down on the cool marble of the sink's counter-top. He pulled the shower curtain back and turned the water temperature on warm. He turned back to Kurt and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, sending Kurt into flirtatious laughs.

He walked over to Kurt, removing his maroon tee-shirt in the process. Once he reached him, he grabbed hold of his hips and pushed them together closely, positioning himself in between Kurt's legs.

He wiped a strand of hair from Kurt's face before he removed the wig, his natural chestnut locks falling in its wake. Blaine ran both of his hands through the expanse of Kurt's hair, leaning down and kissing Kurt tenderly on the lips.

"You are so amazing and precious and beautiful, and gosh," Blaine said, "you are just so…so… amazingly Kurt."

After what seemed like hours, they had finally removed of all of their clothing, both being naked in the bathroom that was now being occupied by the steam flowing from the hot water.

Both being incredibly flushed, Kurt still had the thought in the back of his mind on how he had dreamt of returning the favor to Blaine. And god did he dream.

Blaine stopped applying kisses to Kurt's chest, and reached out a hand for Kurt to take, "Will you join me, beautiful?"

Kurt began to feel himself blush at Blaine's compliment, "Of course, handsome." He slid his hand into Blaine's and was amazed to discover that, even after all this time, the touch of the fingertips was still sexy to Kurt, despite the fact that his na�ve teenage years were now behind him.

After both of them got into the steaming shower, Kurt attacked Blaine's mouth, not waiting to give Blaine a warning before plunging his tongue in the smooth and velvety expanse of Blaine's mouth.

The sound of teeth clashing and tongues smacking was drowned out by the loud moans and groans coming from the two boys. Kurt felt something hard rut up against his thigh and he immediately got down on his knees in response.

"Kurt," Blaine groaned out, "Are you-"

"Sure?" Kurt finished. "I've never been more positive."

He smiled to himself when he came face-to-face with Blaine's hard length, pre-cum animate on the tip. Kurt's mouth began to water, and he reached his hand up to smear the white liquid over Blaine's member, rubbing his thumb harshly against the tip, causing Blaine to scream in pleasure.

Kurt inched his face closer to Blaine's sex, and when his breath was apparent to Blaine, Kurt shyly traced his tongue around the tip before he gingerly traced his tongue on the underside, coming in to contact with a vein that sparked fireworks of pleasure for the boy writing underneath him.

Blaine didn't know how to describe this. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Not only did it feel wonderful and gave him the release he was looking for, but to know that the boy he was desperately and hopelessly in love with was the one causing this indescribable pleasure was unbelievable. He felt so blessed and he knew he wanted to be with Kurt for the rest of his life.

"I love you so much," Blaine groaned out before his grabbed onto Kurt's hair and let the pads of his fingertips massage his scalp.

Kurt looked up at Blaine and smirked. Not only did his fianc� taste so much better than he was expecting, but to know that he was the one that made him feel like this warmed his heart. He took a deep breath before he, for a lack of a better word, swallowed Blaine whole.

When people say that oral sex is just a one-way street, Kurt thought that it was such a double standard. As soon as he inched down on him, Kurt moaned, sending waves of pleasure through Blaine, causing him to thrust involuntarily in and out of Kurt's mouth. Kurt had never felt so wonderful before. The raw emotion, the physicality of their newly bound connection…it was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

Sure, Blaine had gone down on Kurt plenty of times before, but Kurt had never dared to switch up the positions. He guessed that this is what it felt like for Blaine when it happened their first time.

After what seemed like hours, Blaine began to pull out of Kurt's mouth, eliciting a whimper from the taller boy who was on his knees.

"I'm gonna c-cum," Blaine said.

He screamed in pleasure when Kurt latched himself back on to him. Within minutes, Blaine's best orgasm of his life swept through him like a tidal wave, sending cum to pour down Kurt's mouth, who had been milking Blaine for all that he could offer.

It was like heaven. There was something that was so incredibly Blaine about the taste, the smell, and the texture that made Kurt yearn for more. He almost cried when he discovered that Blaine's orgasm had ended. When he looked up to see the post-orgasmic bliss his fianc� was in, it was enough to tip him over the edge as well. As he petted himself through his own orgasm, he nibbled on Blaine's upper thigh, causing Blaine to shrivel into a whimpering mess.

Blaine slouched down the shower wall and looked into the gorgeous glasz eyes of Kurt before he dove into a kiss, nearly getting hard again when he tasted himself on the pale boy's smooth tongue.

He felt tears threaten to escape the edges of his eyes when he felt the overwhelming emotion that he saw in Kurt's orbs.

"I love you so much," Blaine said.

"I love you, too," Kurt said, before entwining themselves back together in a passionate kiss that stayed in Kurt's mind for the rest of the night.

This was sure to be a great sign for Kurt's luck, who knew that even if he didn't get the part, he would still have a man that loved him with all his heart no matter what happened.

As they fell asleep in each other's arms that night, Kurt snuggled up into Blaine's side.

"Promise me you'll call me when you get there, and when you're up, and when you're-"

"Blaine," Kurt interrupted, "I swear I'll keep you posted, honey."

"I know," Blaine said with a contented sigh, "I just want you to get it. I know how happy it will make you."

"Even if I don't get it, I would still be unbelievably happy."

"Why do you say that?" Blaine asked, even though he knew the corny response that was about to come out of Kurt's mouth.

"Who needs Collins when I have a better man waiting for me when I get home?"

Blaine giggled before pressing a kiss to the top of Kurt's head, "Good night, gorgeous."

"Goodnight, baby."