"Sorry Blaine, we only have this chair left," Finn said as he brought over a wooden chair that Carole and I still needed to find a cushion for.

"That's fine," Blaine said as Finn put the chair down.

"No, Blaine, you sit in the good chair, I'll take the wooden one," I told him, pulling out the seat for him. "You're our guest." He smirked and sat down. As I pushed him in I leaned next to his head and added, "and my boyfriend." I planted a quick kiss to his ear before helping Carole bring the chicken out.

Dad smirked, then covered it up with a gruff cough.

"Oh!" Carole cooed, bringing the plate over. "You two are just too cute!" She placed it on the table and Finn reached over with his long arm to stab three pieces and bring them to his own dish. He was already eating by the time I finished serving everyone then myself.

"Oh, do we have any wine?" Carole asked Burt then got up to look in the high cabinets. "Burt, can you get this? I can't reach," she called.

When Burt was just out of ear shot Finn smirked with a mouth full of food and asked the couple, "So, Kurt pulls out your chair, but Blaine serenades you in song. I don't get it," Finn said, trailing off, a smile spreading even wider.

I sighed and placed my palms flat on the table, not sitting down just yet. "Oh lord Finn, what are you talking about?"

"I can't tell who is the bottom," Finn said simply.

Blaine choked on the small piece of chicken he had placed daintily into his beautiful mouth. I covered my face with one hand and sighed loudly again, plopping down into the hard seat next to Blaine.

Big mistake. I yelped and almost jumped out of my chair, my hand automatically going to my butt.

Finn nodded, apparently satisfied. "I knew it."

I glared daggers at him, which he wasn't noticing, then lowered myself gently back into my seat.

Since I had just lost my virginity about 45 minutes ago, I hadn't really thought about how much my ass was going to hurt. I stopped myself from hissing as Burt and Carole came back, red wine filled in Carole's glass and my Dad's with a beer.

I knew it really only hurt because I was sitting in the plain wooden chair and I had just been, for lack of a better word, 'impaled' for the first time, but changing my seat now would make them suspicious.

Blaine looked at me, worry in his eyes. I shrugged, pretending not to be in the firey pain that I was in.

Finn held back laughter as he saw my discomfort. I kicked him under the table, but the big lug barely noticed.

Carole started a conversation with Blaine, but I struggled to keep up since I was focused on finding the least painful position. So far, they we all pretty torturous. I was barely able to eat for the first few minutes until the smell of the food made my stomach growl. I suddenly realized how insanely hungry I was and didn't know why until that burning sensation in my ass reminded me why.

I just had sex. I was hungry.

I couldn't help but smile as I took my first bite, totally ignoring the conversations going on around me. I had just lost my virginity to my beautiful boyfriend Blaine Anderson. We now had a special bond that we would share forever. I almost wiggled from giddiness, but the unholy pain halted my little happy-dance. Carole and Burt shifted the conversation to Finn's schoolwork so I glanced up at Blaine who had looked over to check on me again. He seemed a bit surprised that I was smiling now and he soon mirrored me. I knew in that moment that he had had the same mini-revelation of us no longer being virgins. I went to place a hand on his knee, but he must have had the same idea because our fingers bumped against the other. I couldn't help but giggle a little and we clumsily entwined fingers instead, swinging back and forth a bit under the table.

I began to eat again because I was really hungry from my recent exertion and I soon felt eyes on me again. Blaine was still looking at me and my heart melted when I glanced back up at him. The only way to explain how he was looking at me was pure adoration. My whole world seemed to suddenly fixate on him; everything around him dark and he the only light. His big puppy eyes seemed to take in my form and I felt like I was about to shoot off into outer space from my happiness. My heart clenched and suddenly the only thing keeping me tied to Earth was Blaine's warm hand clasped around mine.

"Oh, Car-... Mom, Dad, excuse Blaine and me for a second. I forgot I wanted to show him something." I practically dragged Blaine upstairs, fork halfway to his mouth. We stumbled into my room and I kissed him full on the lips, letting his fingers scratch at the nape of my neck.

"Wow, thank you," he said when I pulled away for a second, linking my hands around the small of his back to keep our hips together.

"I couldn't not kiss you right now and I didn't want to scare Finn. I just needed to-" I placed another soft kiss on his lips.

"You were so beautiful downstairs," Blaine sighed, resting his forehead on my shoulder.

I snorted. "Yes, my strained facial expressions of pure agony are just lovely."

Blaine lifted his head again and pursed his lips. "No, goofy! Not that! You were glowing," Blaine said to me with another light peck. "Your face was so bright and it looked like you were about to float away with bliss. It just made me fall apart. It made me feel good that I could make you feel so good... well, in the mental sense. By the way, I'm really sorry about your butt," he said sheepishly.

I shrugged and kissed his cheek. "Forget about it. It's only temporary physical pain and it's not like you did it on purpose! I've never felt so much more alive, happy, and in love ever in my life. And you gave that to me Blaine Anderson."

Our foreheads touched, his light breathing tickling my collar. "I love you," he said.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

I could have stayed like that for ages. Blaine's stomach growled loudly.

We started laughing and he apologized.

"Why would you apologize for that? Save your 'sorry's' for when you really piss me off."

I wrapped an arm around his waist and he headed down the stairs again. Just before we left my room though, he slapped his hand low and with force against my ass. I yelped then pounded my fists quickly against his shoulder only making him laugh. I rubbed at my backside until the stinging subsided.

"I couldn't resist," he said then walked up back downstairs.

When we were back downstairs Blaine pulled out my chair for me this time then pushed me in roughly. I bit down on my tongue to keep from screaming out then watched as he tried not to laugh.