Kurt spreads his legs just that little bit more before Blaine adds a fourth finger inside his tight hole, slick with lube and pre-cum dripping from his erection slapped against his trim stomach.

"God." Kurt croaks out, biting down on his lip hard enough to almost draw blood. "How are you so good at this?"

Blaine smirks to himself whilst gently rubbing against his boyfriend's prostate. "It just comes naturally."

"Oh." Kurt gasped out when Blaine thrust his fingers against his prostate just in the right place. "More."

"What do you want?" Blaine asked. Feeling adventurous and adding a fifth finger inside of his boyfriend, causing him to gasp and shake.

"I—" Kurt moaned. "I want.."

"Tell me, Kurt." Blaine growled, moving his whole hand more into the tightness which opened up for him and sucked him in. "Fuck."

"We've only had sex three times and you've already fucking fisted me." Kurt gritted. "Best. Boyfriend. Ever."

Blaine quickly pulled his hand all the way out, cleaning it against the bed sheets. He slicked his cock up with lube and placed himself at Kurt's entrance.

Kurt could feel the blunt tip of his boyfriend's cock daring to breach the tight ring of muscle. Gasping out loudly when it did.

"Fuck. Fuck—Fuck." They both chanted as Blaine sunk all the way in.

"Still can't believe I'm a bottom." Kurt ground out quietly as Blaine started to thrust gently.

"Can't believe I'm a top." Blaine laughed then groaned at the friction around his cock which was just right.

"Harder." Kurt said, reaching against him for the bedsted. Grasping onto the cool metal. "Please."

Blaine started to thrust into the heat and tightness with uneven-ness, causing unexpected pleasure and drowned out gasps.

"I'm not gunna break. Fuck me, come on." Kurt pleaded. Moving in time with his boyfriend's thrusts.

Blaine brought Kurt's legs up around his shoulders and his hands to his boyfriends waist and literally smashed their hips together, making both of them choke out a soft moan.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah." They panted together, both wanting more, something, anything.

Kurt could feel Blaine's cock inside of him, every single movement, every single twitch he could feel.

"Close. Sorry." Kurt half laughed half moaned out, clenching down hard.

"It's okay. Me too." Blaine snickered. Thrusts getting harder by every beat.

Kurt gripped his own cock and started jerking himself off in time with Blaine's thrusts deep inside of him.

"Come on, come on." Blaine panted dirtily in Kurt's ear.

"Bla—Oh!" Kurt's orgasm over took him quickly, pearly white spurts crossed his and Blaine's chest in short lines.

"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt." Blaine repeated like a mantra as he spilled inside his boyfriend, whining and clawing at the sheets.

Kurt winced quietly when Blaine pulled out of him and slumped beside him in a daze.

"Again." Kurt said softly. "Fuck me again."

Blaine groaned loudly. "Seriously? I'm still recovering."

Kurt laughed before sinking back down around Blaine's cock.

Blaine wasn't mad.

No, he wasn't.

Okay.

He kind of was.

A lot.

"Blaine. Why are you intensely staring at—is that a condom? Blaine, why are you staring at a condom?" Rachel asked in maths class, because Blaine was just sat there, staring at a condom.

"Since me and Kurt got back together, he started wanting sex, like a whole lot." Blaine admitted, pushing the condom back into his pocket. "I'm not even horny half the time."

"So—Why were you staring at a condom?" Rachel shook her head.

"Kurt slipped it into my locker this morning."

"Don't you have your own box? I swear you had a pack of 50, last time I checked.." Rachel said, completely off focus.

"We used them all, Rachel." Blaine coughed awkwardly. "All of them. In a week."

"Oh my god." Rachel said absentmindedly, not really honestly listening. This was all Blaine had been talking about for ages.

"Well. It appears you don't care." Blaine remarked, standing up as soon as the bell rang. "I'll see you later, Rach."

Then he walked out to find Kurt standing by his locker with only a smirk that could mean one thing.

I'm horny.

"Blaine, Blaine, harder, more." Kurt whispered, he was so close. "Close, close."

Blaine rolled his eyes but he still pounded in harder and harder into the tight space.

"OH." Kurt shouted as he came all over their chests and around his fist.

"Woaaaaah!" Quinn laughed. "Someone's took way to many viagras."

"It's not funny." Kurt moaned, whipping out a packet of cigarettes and lighting one up. "I've been sporting this for 2 weeks, Q."

"What?" She spluttered. "You're not actually serious?"

"Deadly serious."

"Explain."

"I got pissed out of my brain after me and Blaine had make-up sex, I had the worst headache ever. I went into his dad's cabnet and acidentaly took 4 very very very, very strong viagras." Kurt stressed.

"Fucking hell. You've got a problem." Quinn frowned. "Want me to hit it?"

"If by it you mean my dick, then no, thanks, I'll pass." Kurt laughed, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"So how much sex have you guys had since.. your little issue?" She asked. Spraying herself with sweet smelling spray.

"We got through a whole packed of 50 condoms. Then like, 5 condoms before I got my 'little issue'." Kurt groaned.

"Isn't Blaine getting annoyed?"

"Yeah! Like totally really 'get off my dick now' annoyed."

Kurt kicked over a fire hydrent and it sprayed everywhere all over them.

"Shit, Kurt!" Quinn laughed grabbing the fire hydrent that was spraying all white clouds over them.

"Shit, shit, shit." Kurt screamed, laughing. "Aghhhhhh."

Then Blaine was running from where he was standing in the corner with Tina and Rachel up to the bleachers to see what was happening.

"What's going on guys?" Blaine asked.

"Just.. you know.. putting fires out." Quinn laughed. "And by fire, I mean your boyfriends dick."

"Ha. Ha. Very funny, Q." Kurt said as the fire hydrent slowed down.

Kurt walked up to his boyfriend and curled his arms around his neck, kissing him slowly on the mouth.

"Mm." Kurt moaned against his mouth which caused Blaine to whimper and wrap his arms securely around his boyfriend's waist.

"Alright guys." Quinn grimaced. "That's enough."

Blaine pulled away with a quick kiss to Kurt's lips. "I'll see you in Glee Club, okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. Love you." Kurt whispered. Crossing his legs to cover up his erection.

Blaine started to walk away before he heard Quinn speak, which lead him to a complete stand still."

"Little issue, Kurt?" Quinn laughed silently.

"What?" Blaine said, confused. Until he looked down at Kurt's legs. "Again, Kurt, seriously?"

"I'm sorry!" Kurt groaned, hands in face. "It's not my fault okay?"

"He took 4 extra strong viagra's." Quinn snickered. Walking away from the bleachers to leave them alone.

"It's going down though I swear!" Kurt blushed. Awkwardly looking away.

"Is that why you've been wanting to have so much sex?" Blaine asked, pulling up Kurt's chin and kissing him on the lips softly.

"I wasn't even horny half the time. I'm sorry." Kurt frowned.

"Me too." Blaine laughed. "But I sort of am now."

"You are?" Kurt whispered. "Well then, I must tend to this immediately."