Blaine was having a lovely dream about sleeping. His pillow was so comfortable it was like a marshmallow. But then it started going up and down. Maybe he was on a cloud. When Blaine woke up he realized he hadn't been dreaming at all. Rather, he was in fact sleeping on the pillow in his dream. He moved his hand and suddenly he realized it wasn't a pillow he was sleeping on. He moved his hand a bit more and found flesh and skin. He got up and below his head was Kurt. Topless. He quickly, but smoothly, got out of bed. He heard Kurt whimper at the loss of human contact. What had happened last night? He really hoped he didn't do the dirty with Kurt as that would break their friendship. Blaine really really cared about him and this would only ruin it. This was going to be an awkward morning.

Blaine put on the closest t-shirt he could find and walked to the kitchen and poured himself some cereal. He walked over to the living room with his cereal and found Finn and Puck lying on the sofas so he just sat on the floor and turned the TV on.

"Hey hobbit man, can you turn that TV down? Some of us are still trying to sleep!" shouted Puck.

Blaine whispered an apology, turned the TV off and went back to the kitchen and ate his cereal in silence.

Kurt woke up to an empty bed. He also woke up to what felt like an empty stomach. He got up and tried finding the top he was wearing last night but couldn't find it. So he just grabbed a plain white vest from his bag.

He went to the kitchen to find Blaine there sitting on the floor eating.

"Good morning," Kurt said happily.

Blaine tried to say the same to him but his mouth was full so it didn't really make any sense.

"You're wearing my t-shirt…I was looking for it earlier…" uttered Kurt awkwardly.

"Oh. Well I just found it on the floor and assumed it was mine."

Kurt nodded and started looking through the food in the kitchen and settled on having some toast and nutella.

"Hey Kurt, can I ask you something?" Blaine whispered worriedly. Kurt nodded. "What happened last night? I only remember putting a glass of whiskey to my face and then waking up this morning topless…next to you…topless." He said uncomfortably. "Kurt, did we..?"

"No no! We never did anything. You and Rachel on the other hand sucked faces all night long. You were throwing up earlier this morning so I looked after you. I put you back to your bed and then you told me not to leave you…so I didn't."

Blaine let out a huge sigh of relief. He wasn't really relieved to hear he was doing anything of that sort with Rachel Berry, though. He was gay for crying out loud. But he was happy he hadn't done anything too bad whilst drunk.

By the time it was evening again, the whole of New Directions had arrived and everyone was once again drunk. Even Kurt.

They were playing a game of spin the bottle in the main bedroom. They thought it would be more fun to stand rather than to sit whilst playing this so everyone was sort of swaying with laughter. It had landed on Blaine and Rachel more times than necessary and Kurt was getting annoyed. Kurt really didn't like being drunk. When he got annoyed at something or angry it would feel ten times worse simply because of the toxic in his stomach. But he wasn't that drunk. Only tipsy.

Eventually the bottle landed on Kurt. He spun it to find out whom he had to kiss. It felt like forever until it slowed down and it went past Rachel, Artie, Puck, Finn and landed on…Blaine. Oh. Well.

Kurt was completely unprepared for what happened next. His and Blaine's lips came crashing together and suddenly Blaine threw him onto the biggest bed. A few boys jumped on top of them and Blaine's only reaction was 'Just carry on," and then their lips were reattached.

"Woah woah woah, lets give these guys some private time!" Finn suddenly exclaimed and muttered something along the lines of "I don't wanna see my brother doing the dirty…"

"But we wanna watch!" Santana said, eyes not averting from the two men still making out on the bed.

"NO, LET'S LEAVE THEM." Finn said very loudly. So everyone followed him out the door.

Kurt and Blaine's kisses were so full of passion. It was almost as if both of them had been waiting all their lives to do this. To have the other persons lips gliding along theirs. Kurt could feel a warm piece of wet flesh tickling his lower lip so he granted Blaine's tongue permission to enter. Blaine's tongue was like heaven. Both their tongues danced around each other's mouths. Kurt's hands gently gripping Blaine's hips.

When Blaine bit down on Kurt's lower lip very lightly, Kurt let out a loud moan and thrust his hips forward. Blaine started tugging Kurt's shirt off. His fingers soft against Kurt's skin, and it sent shivers down his spine.

"Blaine, we. Have to. Stop." Kurt said between kisses. Blaine looked up at him sadly.

"We're both drunk right now. If we go any further we will just regret it. I'm not even that drunk, I feel like I'd be taking advantage of this."

"Kurt I'm not even drunk. I just had some water and said it was vodka so Puck would stop pestering me. I didn't want to make you feel obligated to look after me two nights in a row, as much as I enjoyed it."

Their mouths found each other once again. Blaine pulled Kurt on top of him, his hand pressed against Kurt's lower back and pressed him closer. Blaine moaned as their hips rubbed against each other. He quickly flipped Kurt over and straddled him. He stared kissing down towards Kurt's jaw, gently nibbling on the skin there. He started licking down Kurt's jaw line. When he got to the bit of skin that was neither ear nor jaw, he heard Kurt catch his breath. He paused for a second.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered darkly into Kurt's ear. Kurt gasped and grabbed the bed sheets around him from the arousal Blaine's breath in his ear caused.

"Please…Blaine…I need you to…touch me."

Blaine's moved his legs so he was sitting in between Kurt's legs. He spread them wide using his knees. He knelt down and licked Kurts lower lip painfully slowly. He eventually invaded Kurt's mouth with his tongue once more. Their kiss was violent, all teeth and tongues. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and led it south. Once Blaine's hand was over Kurt's rock hard bulge, caressing him and stroking him through the fabric of his jeans, he let out a sigh into the smaller boys mouth.

Kurt decided that well no, he couldn't take this for much longer so he just wanted to get to it. He started unbuttoning his own jeans and moving his legs so he could take them off. Then he took of his underwear and top and there he was. He was in front of Blaine completely naked.

"You need to be naked, too." With that sentence Blaine already had his shirt off. His chest was so beautiful. It was hairy but not too hairy, and muscular. Kurt thought he was perfect.

Suddenly they were both standing in front of each other naked. Kurt made the first move by ramming Blaine up against the closest wall and attacking his neck. He couldn't stop tasting this amazing man. His beauty was so overpowering that Kurt couldn't help himself. Blaine kept letting out little gasps and whimpers that only encouraged Kurt to kiss more and lick more and he was sure he was going to leave marks on him but he didn't care. He cupped Blaine's arse cheeks and propped him up so he had his legs wrapped around Kurt. Blaine's hand was around both of them at once. Wiping the pre-come off their erections with a soft gentle stroke with his thumb. He brought the thumb to Kurt's mouth and he gladly took Blaine's thumb in and licked their pre-come off. His tongue swirled around his thumb and Blaine closed his eyes. Kurt thrusted up into them once and suddenly Blaine's hand found its way back down again and simultaneously started stroking them both with a fast rhythm. They were both panting more and more and Kurt eventually couldn't take it anymore.

"Blain-oh. I don't…know how much more of this-ahhh I can take. I-I'm close," he said.

"Come for me, Kurt," and with that Kurt thrusted up into Blaine's hand and he was going crazy. An overdose of pleasure hit him very quickly and Blaine very quickly joined him in the physical high.

They quickly caught their breath and Blaine was released from the wall and got a tissue and wiped both their stomachs clean and put the tissue in the bin. He grabbed Kurt by the hand and led him back to the bed and under the covers. Once Kurt was lying on his side Blaine wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed the back of his neck.

"That was very very good," he said sleepily, nuzzling into Kurt's neck. And with that he was asleep.