“Kurt!” Blaine said brightly, his grin widening and stretching further across his face.

“H-hi B-Blaine.” Kurt stammered, a blush creeping onto his cheeks as he stared into Blaine’s deep, honey eyes.

“Oh, you two know each other?” Rachel asked, raising a well-groomed eyebrow.

“We’re in the same math group.” Blaine filled in, not taking his eyes off of Kurt for a second. Kurt nodded in agreement, forcing his eyes to look anywhere but Blaine’s lips. “Rachel mentioned something about you needing gas, Kurt?”

“Yeah” Kurt nodded, pasting what he hoped was an easy-going smile on his face, “Mercedes’ car broke down” he gestured behind him to where the car was, “and it needs more gas but we don’t have any and I recognised Rachel’s house so I thought I’d chance my luck.”

“Oh, alright. Should I get the gas then Rachel?” Blaine asked, turning to his girlfriend.

“Uh yes, but I should come with you because you don’t know where it is.” Rachel replied with a sultry wink, Blaine shooting Kurt a quick smile as he followed her through the house.

Blaine followed Rachel like a lost puppy, swallowing the huge lump in his throat as he remembered the way Kurt’s jeans clung to his muscular thighs. Blaine wanted to suck hickeys on the inside of Kurt’s thighs, wanted to make him writhe and moan as he whined for more –

Blaine let out a surprised squeak as he was pinned against the wall
of Rachel’s shed, he blinked a few times and tried to remember when he entered the yard. Rachel pressed sloppy kisses to the side of his neck, and he groaned a little and he tried to pull away, knowing that he couldn’t bear to see Rachel’s face when he didn’t get hard for her.

“It’s alright babe” Rachel whispered in his ear, assuming Blaine was groaning because he was turned on and wanted more, “I’ll take care of you.”

“Rachel we c-can’t do it here with Kurt just outside.” Blaine hissed as she sucked on his earlobe, his arms wrapping round her waist instinctively – they’d been together for so long that Blaine was on auto-pilot as to what to do in these situations.

“Don’t you think it’s exciting?” Rachel asked as she started kissing along his jaw, her eyes glittering.

“N-not really, we could get caught, that’d just be awkward.” Blaine said a little panickily, pushing her back lightly by her hips.

“Oh come on Blaine, we haven’t fooled around in so long.” Rachel said, pouting a little. I’m doing fine, Blaine thought to himself, memories of many sweltering nights in his bedroom, buried under the covers, his hand moving fast around his dick as he thought of Kurt; his body, his lips, his cock.

“I just can’t, not with him here, I’m sorry.” Blaine protested, pecking her lips lightly.

“Alright” Rachel sighed, “if you’re not in the mood then I’m not going to force you into anything.” She took a full step back and busied herself opening the garage door, Blaine sighing in relief. When they’d found some gas, Blaine carried it back through the house, handing it to Kurt with a smile.

“Thank you so much.” Kurt said, his melodic voice making Blaine’s heart beat faster. Blaine watched Kurt stroll back to his car, the way he carried himself; high and proud, was absolutely fascinating to Blaine.

“I should really get going too, Rachel.” Blaine said as he stepped out, turning on the spot to smile at her. He needed to get ready for tonight; he hadn’t even picked out his outfit yet, and he had to drop by the store to pick up some more gel.

“Alright, I’ll see you tonight?” Rachel asked, leaning down to kiss Blaine sweetly.

“Uh...what’s tonight?”

“The party, it’s tonight.”

“What party?”

“The party I’ve been planning since last week! Please don’t tell me you forgot.” Rachel said with a frown, putting her hands on her hips.

“I-I didn’t forget...” Blaine lied, internally cursing himself for making other arrangements on the night Rachel had planned a party; she hated it when he missed her parties. “I just have other plans tonight, and really really important plans too. I’m sorry.”

“What!?” Rachel squealed, her face turning an angry red. “But Blaine! You can’t miss tonight! It’s going to be epic! I can’t not have a date tonight!”

“I’m sorry, I just can’t miss this.” Blaine said, biting his bottom lip.

“What are you standing me up for then? Tell me.” Rachel demanded, her tone sharp.

“I’m meeting one of my dad’s friends.” Blaine made up on the spot, “and he won’t let me miss it.”

“Oh.” Rachel seemed stumped; she knew how harsh Blaine’s dad could be. “Well that sucks, babe. I hope everything goes well.”

“Thank you” Blaine said, a little taken back by Rachel’s sudden change of emotion. “I’ll see ya.” They shared a quick kiss and then Blaine headed to his car, which was parked in Rachel’s driveway (pun unintended).