He smiled down at her, stroking her hair. "Hey."

"Hi," she said, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand. She drew little circles on his knee. "So Blaine... I've been meaning to ask you about something," she began, looking anywhere but directly at him. "We've been dating for 2 years now and I really do love you... but I've really, really, been curious about something. Something we could try out. Together. Just once."

Blaine licked his lips. "Mm?"

Rachel looked him in the eye. "A three-way."

Blaine blinked. "Sweetheart, I'm pretty sure you need three people for a three-way and as far as I know, there's only your vagina and my dick."

Rachel bit her bottom lip. "I had a person in mind that I could ask... unless of course there was someone you would want to ask."

Blaine threw his hands up. "Rachel! Are you serious? A three-way? What, am I not good enough for you now?"

Rachel propped herself higher on her knees. "No, no! I actually thought maybe this would be good for you."

"What are you on and where can I get some?"

She ignored his last comment and continued. "I've noticed that you've been having trouble 'getting interested' lately and I thought this could shake things up for us and it would just be once. Besides, it's a little personal kink I've always wanted to try and if you don't want to be involved, I can always go do it with 2 others." She crawled into his lap, straddling him.

He laid his forehead on her shoulder. "Baby, you are insane. D-do you really want to do this?"

Her eyes brightened. "So you'll do it?"

"I guess," he sighed, tilting his head back and forth. "But it will be premeditated and nobody better learn about this! I'm only doing this because I love you and I know I haven't exactly been 'rising to the occasion' as quickly as we would like." He cleared his throat. "Anyways, who is this girl you want to invite?"

"That's the fun part," she began. "I was thinking more of you, me, and another guy."

Blaine started to protest when Rachel cut him off again. "Before you say anything, remember, I was a bit of a slut before I met you, half of the school has seen my vagina before. But you, my delicate flower have seen much less. And I can't bear the thought of you screwing another girl."

Blaine rubbed at his temples. "You are ridiculous. Rachel, I'm not gay."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Blainers, haven't you ever heard of 'The Golden Rule?'"

"Um, no."

"It's not gay if it's in a three-way!" Rachel sang. "With a honey in the middle there's some leeway."

Blaine slapped a hand over her mouth. "Okay, I'm pretty sure I don't want to hear any more of this song."

"IN A ONE-TWO-THREE-WAY!" she finished loudly when Blaine removed his hand.

He sighed heavily and shook his head. "I can't believe I'm asking this, but who did you possibly have in mind for this 'one-two-three-way'?"

She gnawed on her bottom lip. "Do you remember my old boyfriend that I had before you?"

Blaine's jaw dropped. "Of all the people we know, you want to ask the biggest whore in school?"

"He's still my ex-boyfriend so he's been there and it won't be so important to him, y'know."

"I still can't believe you that you want me to share a bed with-"

"Kurt, K-Kurt, oh, fuck, holy muther ugh, ugh, umm, ugh oh god do not stop right there ri-ri-uggggggh," Santana breathed out during her orgasm. "You now. Cum in me."

Kurt hushed her so he could concentrate. He squeezed her breasts harder and with a few more forceful thrusts between her legs he followed her, making the bed shake and headboard slam against the wall as he spilled out into the condom. Sweat coated his entire body since he and Santana had been at it for a good 45 minutes and they had both climaxed twice. He slowly pulled out, taking the condom off and throwing it away at the first chance he got.

He turned back around to look at the Latina, sprawled out on his bed with a thin white sheet draped messily over her stomach and left breast. He collapsed next to her and sucked at her neck, rolling her naked breast with his palm.

"Kurt, stop."

"Why?" he said against her skin and mouthing over the hickey he had left for her.

"I came twice today, and now you're getting all touchy-feely again."

He pouted as she got up from the bed and started looking for her jeans.

"Why do you never want to bask in the afterglow?" he asked, irritated.

She laughed, her jeans halfway on. "You're more of a slut than me babe, you should know that emotions come into play, it just gets messy...in the bad way."

Kurt hopped over to her and wrapped his arms around her front, kissing her neck. "What if I told you that I love you?"

Santana snorted. "Then you'd be a really bad liar. You don't love me. And even if you did, no offense, but I don't love you back."

Kurt put his hands on his naked hips, ignoring that he was nude in front of her. "Well, I could learn to love you! And you could learn to love me!"

Santana put a hand on his shoulder. "Sweetheart, you are easily the best lay in this entire fucking school...for guys at least. But love isn't sex, and sex isn't love. We sluts know that better than anyone."

"But I only want to be your slut," Kurt growled, resting his own hand on her hip.

"No you don't. I just happen to be here while you're going through your-," she gestured around with her hands. "Whatever you're going through. Biological clock or something."

She kissed him quickly on the lips then wiped her remaining lipstick off his mouth. "See you in school, babe."

She let herself out while Kurt sat on his bed, wiping his sweat off with his already soiled sheets. Lately, being the top male sex shark of the school (the other being Puck) hadn't been enough for him. He longed for a girl who would stay the night with him and could surprise her with breakfast in the morning.

Brittany was too dumb for him to be serious with, Lauren was exclusively with Puck, Tina was with Mike and all the other girls of this school were either prudes or he had been with and hadn't felt any special type of connection.

Kurt ran a hand through his hair. His longest relationship ever had been with the head-strong Rachel Berry and this was back when she was a super-slut of the school and he had just been starting out. They dated each other exclusively for 3 months, but surprisingly had only gone all the way once throughout the relationship. They broke it off when she had met prep-boy Blaine somethingorother. From then on she was only Blaine's, and Kurt had become the boy that when girls heard his name, would uncross their legs in memory.

But there was something missing. He wasn't happy. After long amounts of deduction, he knew it must have been love. He had the looks, he had girls falling for him and all the sex he wanted, a stable family life with his dad... It was the only piece that could possibly be missing.

But where to find this?

"Hello Rachel, to whom do I owe the pleasure?" Kurt said, leaning against his closed locker.

Rachel's gaze flickered to the locker to Kurt's face to somewhere in the distance.

"So, I was wondering, do you want to have sex?" she blurted. Since she had been dating Blaine for so long, she was totally off her game on how to seduce guys.

Even Kurt seemed a bit surprised from her lack of tactic. "Um, sure. But I thought you were dating that Wobbler guy?"

"Blaine is a Warbler, not a 'Wobbler.' And he knows."

Kurt smirked. "Is this because we only did it once when we were dating? Finally come back to remember what you're missing?" He ran his hand down her arm.

Rachel bit her lower lip seductively. "Maybe... maybe not. My house, tomorrow? 7 o'clock?"

"I'll see," Kurt said, playing her game, then walking off. Inside though, he was almost giddy. Maybe she was coming back to him and if they were able to make it once, why not try it again?

"Hello Mr. Hummel," Rachel greeted, partly opening her front door. From his angle Kurt could make out that she already had on lacy black lingerie.

Kurt walked in and looked around. Her dads had rearranged the house a lot since last time he was there, but that was also over 2 years ago when they were still sophomores.

"So your dads are out?"

"All weekend," she purred, grabbing the front of his shirt and leading him upstairs to her bedroom. She stopped him in front of her door, leaning against the front of it. "I have a bit of a surprise for you though," she said, biting her lower lip again the way Kurt loved.

"Oo, I like this Rachel," he said, kissing her gently.

She opened the door and Kurt's jaw dropped at the sight of Blaine naked except for a pair of boxers on her bed, looking extremely awkward.