A week had passed since Blaine had moved into the Bushwick apartment, and both boys were living on cloud nine. Unfortunately though, life still goes on, and before either of them would have liked it, NYADA was calling. Blaine was terrified on his first day, what if he wasn't good enough? What if his teacher hated him? Nothing Kurt said seemed to reassure him.

They separated at the entrance to NYADA, Kurt had an early morning acting class, and Blaine was due to report to reception to get all of his paperwork, including his schedule. They parted with a soft kiss, and an "I Love you" Kurt pointing out to Blaine which way to go. Blaine watched Kurt turn and leave, wishing more than anything he was in the same class as him this morning.

Blaine walked into the building, awed by its pure elegance and beauty, it was an old building, but it was bright inside, and the general hum of students milling around could be heard. He walked up to the little desk and gave him name, the kind old woman giving him all the information he needed and pointing him in the direction of his first class, dance.

As he entered the studio where his first class was to take place, it was already starting to fill up with students, a mix of both girls and boys. He put his stuff down in the corner and started doing a warm up routine, following everyone else's lead. He couldn't help but look at those in the class with him, measuring himself up to them, he held his head high though, even if he did feel terrified of what was about to come.

The dance class itself was tough, but wasn't anything he couldn't handle, he even got a couple of compliments from his dance teacher, which made him smile, and increased his confidence tenfold. Just as the dance class was coming to an end, he noticed a boy on the other side of the room attempting to make eye contact with him. He was a shortish guy with sandy coloured hair, a toned dancer's body, and rather large biceps. He was good looking, but nothing compared to Kurt in Blaine's mind, so he smiled politely back, and concentrated on the rest of the class.

Blaine was exhausted and it was only lunchtime, he couldn't wait to meet Kurt for lunch and share all the stories of his first lesson with him. He rushed to get his stuff together, throwing everything into his bag and turning to walk out. Before he could reach the door, sandy hair was blocking his way, Blaine politely asked him to move but before he could step around him, the boy began to speak.

"My name's Stephen, you looked great out there by the way"

"Um, Thanks, my name's Blaine, but I'm actually late to meet my boyfriend for lunch, so if you'll excuse me" He tried to step around Stephen again, but he continued to block his path, Blaine let out a slightly frustrated sigh.

"Not so fast, gorgeous, I just want to talk, nothing else, unless of course you want there to be anything else" Blaine nearly threw up in his mouth at the thought of anything else with this guy, he just wanted to see Kurt and this douchebag was stopping him, he was starting to get irritated.

"Please, just move out of the way, I have somewhere I need to be, as nice as it's been talking to you, I don't want to be late" This guy was just not taking no for an answer, starting to run out of things to say, Blaine had never been more relieved to hear a door open in his life.

"I think he said leave him alone douchebag, now scram!" There stood Kurt, his Kurt, hands on hips glaring at Stephen, he had never loved him more, he looked amazing stood in the doorway, hair slightly tousled from his morning class, but nonetheless beautiful.

Stephen looked between the two before deciding his luck probably wasn't going to be in with this one, and made his way past Kurt and out the door. Kurt watched him leave, making sure the door was closed behind him. He made his way over towards Blaine, Blaine audibly swallowed, he wasn't sure what the look on Kurt's face was, but he wasn't sure if he liked it or not.

"Now, Blaine, remind me who you are currently dating, and indeed having amazing sex with on at least a daily basis"

Blaine's mouth went dry, he had never seen Kurt like this, he was oozing possesiveness, and Blaine couldn't help but be extremely turned on by this side of him.

"You, Kurt, always you."

"Good, now, I know you would never cheat on me again, you wouldn't be stupid enough to make that same mistake twice." Blaine could only nod as Kurt was now stood right in front of him, lips only a few centimetres away from Blaine's own, he could almost taste Kurt. Kurt continued, letting his lips lightly brush up against Blaine's.

"But, I think I could make you remember just who you belong to, don't you think" Again Blaine whimpered and nodded, he had never been this turned on, his cock already hard in his pants. Kurt surged forward kissing Blaine with more intensity than Blaine had ever felt before, he couldn't help but kiss back with just as much passion.

They both knew their time was limited, lunch would be over in another half an hour and they both needed to eat before their next classes. Kurt made light work of both Blaine's t-shirt and pants, leaving him stood there in just his briefs. Blaine reciprocated, removing Kurt's clothes, slipping a couple of times on the buttons in his attempt at getting to Kurt's skin even faster.

"Turn around for me, Blaine and put your hands on the bar." Blaine groaned at the thought, Kurt was actually going to have sex with him bending over the bar he had just been using to do plie's not 15 minutes before. He obeyed, turning around and bracing himself with his hands on the bar. He could hear Kurt behind him rummaging through his bag for supplies, making a small triumphant noise when he found what he was looking for.

"We're going to have to be quick, baby, so I'm gonna stretch you real quick then fuck you so hard you'll know exactly who you belong to for the rest of the day, understand?"

Blaine could only whimper in response, his cock now so hard in his briefs. He felt Kurt pull his briefs down his legs, sighing in relief at the fact that his cock was now freed. Before he knew it Kurt had pushed a slicked finger into him, pumping in and out at a punishing pace. He loved the sweet loving sex they had, but he also loved the rough hot set they enjoyed too, and the fact that they could be caught any minute only succeeded in turning Blaine on even more.

Before Blaine could even register what was happening Kurt was lubing his own cock up and was pressing tightly at his entrance. Blaine keened at the feel of Kurt's cock resting against his entrance. "Please, baby, please, I'm yours, no one elses"

Those seemed to be the right words as Kurt slammed forward hitting Blaine's prostate head on. Blaine's knees buckled at the sensation, struggling to keep himself stood up, he moved forward to rest his arms on the bar too, to give himself extra support. Kurt picked up a relentless pace slamming into Blaine almost manically. Blaine by now was screaming so loud he started to worry if a singing class would be a good idea this afternoon, but right now he honestly didn't care.

Kurt pulled Blaine back from the bar, holding him solidly against his chest as he continue to pound into him, the angle was a bit awkward, but Blaine loved the fact he could feel Kurt's heartbeat against his back. Kurt kept up a chant of "mine" over and over again, Blaine wasn't sure who exactly he was reassuring, but went with it, loving Kurt being so possessive over him.

Kurt's thrusts started to lose their rhythm and Blaine knew that he was close, Blaine had been on edge almost since the first thrust, but had kept himself away from orgasm, knowing that it would be even more amazing if he and Kurt could come together. Kurt pushed Blaine back forward, grabbing onto Blaine's now sweaty hair, other hand digging into Blaine's hip.

"Come with me Blaine, I'm so so close" Who was Blaine to refuse? He came so hard, he nearly hit his head against the bar, feeling Kurt release into him at the same time. All that could be heard around the studio was their harsh breathing. Kurt slowly pulled out, Blaine wincing at the loss and cringing at the come slowly dripping out of him, but pulled his pants back on, even if he had to sit in Kurt's come for the rest of the day, it was totally worth it.

Kurt was readjusting himself in the mirror, neither saying a word to each other as Blaine bent down to clean up his own come with had splattered over quite an impressive distance over the floor. He deposited the tissue in a bin in the corner, making his way back over to Kurt, wrapping his arms securely around his waist and resting his head on Kurt's shoulder whilst looking in the mirror.

"You know I would never do that again right? I love you and only you"

"I know, but it was fun to be a bit spontaneous, plus I always fantasized about bending you over and fucking you in a NYADA studio." With that Kurt sauntered out of the room.

Blaine stood there mouth agape, looking after his boyfriend. He quickly grabbed his phone typing out a text as he gathered his stuff and headed to grab something to eat.

Blaine- You know, my fantasy is to fuck you on the roof of our apartment building, enjoy your boner this afternoon ;) love you xo

Kurt- asshole xo

Blaine chuckled as he reached the cafeteria, yep, Kurt and him definitely were turning out to be the best type of 'roommates'