My fingers dragged through soft, white sand, feeling the warmth pool between my fingertips and the soft surface slide against my palm. The warm sun above me beat down onto my pale cheeks, and tingled my skin as I laid across a beach towel and closed my eyes to listen to the quiet crash of waves, and the murmur of small children giggling and splashing into the ocean water. I breathed in and out, the air clean and crisp, enlightening my lungs and filling me with a sense of serenity. The warmth of the air collected me in a protective blanket, and I was just at the fall of sleep when the light above me turned dark, and the sun was suddenly gone. I opened my eyes, and above me was long, brunette hair, dangling over my face. I squinted my eyes to try and make out the face the hair belonged to, but all I could see was pink lips turned up in a wide smirk, and a laugh escape from the plump lips.

"I know your secret, Kurt."

Kurt jolted up in bed, rubbing his eyes with his fists and swallowing hard as his eyes fixate around his pitch black bedroom, his chest heaving as the dream replayed over and over in his mind.

***

Blaine grabbed his chalkboard eraser and started to wipe off the remaining notes off the board.

"See you tomorrow, Mr Anderson!"

Blaine turned and grinned as his students left the classroom.

"Bye guys, remember to read the next chapter for tomorrow's quiz!"

A couple more students left, leaving Blaine to head back over to his desk and start to pack away his books and attendance binder into his side bag. He glanced towards the doorway of the classroom, hearing no footsteps from the hallway he returned to clearing off his teaching desk.

Him and Kurt had planned earlier to have a late lunch together, faking it as a 'tutoring session' between student and teacher, but in honesty, they were starved of each other's embrace, and needed to at least share 'I love you's' before they took a break for the weekend. It had been at least a month since he and Kurt had had a saturday spent together, and he could see how much it was taking a toll on Kurt. They snuck all over the school just to try and fill the hunger they craved for each other's bodies and warmth.

"Sir!" Kurt gasped, head thumping back against the janitorial closet's door. "I can't-I can't...."

"Shut up!" Blaine growled, shoving his cock deep down Kurt's throat and grasping onto his chestnut locks. "Come on baby, take it in, I know you can." Kurt's hands were tied around his back with an old rag from the closet, and his eyes were blindfolded with one of Kurt's scarves. He could only feel the drag of Blaine's cock slide against his tongue and thrust down his throat, gagging him and forcing him to take in all he could handle.

Blaine had been walking down the hallway that day to grab his lunch from the english office, when he saw Kurt bending down to pick up a textbook from his locker, and well...his instincts were getting the best of him lately, and his self control was getting weaker.

"Fuck, fuck Kurt..." Blaine groaned, tugging on Kurt's hair and causing the younger boy to groan. "Fuck!"

Blaine shivered as the memories flooded back into his mind of his and Kurt's crazy exhibitionist moments. He could feel the flush come to his cheeks, and quickly grabbed his bag to go search for Kurt when he felt hands lay on his shoulders and push him back into the chair.

He gasped and turned his head to see that the door was closed to the classroom and that there was someone standing behind him. He tried to turn around but the hands on his shoulders kept him in place, a giggle behind him. His lips turned up in a grin, and he moved his hands to smooth over the ones on his shoulders. "Hi there, beautiful. You startled me, I didn't even hear you come in." A mere sigh could be heard behind him, and he tried to turn again before the hands started to slide down his chest, Blaine's grin widened as his eyes fluttered closed for a second, smooth and perfectly manicured fingers massaging deep into his chest. "God, I've had such a stressful day, all I could think about was you and that gorgeous little body of yours..." The hands moved up to massage at the kink of his neck, and he groaned in relief, relaxing back into his chair when the person behind him shushed into his ear, giggling again and pressing a kiss to his stubbly cheek. He let his eyes fully close and allowed the hands to travel up and down his chest, breathing out heavily once they started to move slowly downwards and tug on the hem of his shirt tucked into his jeans. "Feeling a little excited there huh?" He chuckled, opening his eyes to smile down at the hands that were sliding below his jean belt, when his smile dropped as bright, long red painted nails were resting over his crotch.

He freezed entirely, eyes staring in shock down at the hand before the person behind him moved to slide into his lap, and his jaw nearly fell to the floor.

"Rachel...Rachel what are you doing?" Blaine gasped, trying to push the brunette off his lap. "This is completely inappropriate what you are doing!"

Rachel nearly snorted, straddling his lap and grabbing his wrists with a cluck of her tongue. "Oh really? Is it because I'm a girl? Because I know you just love it when Kurt Hummel massages that masculine chest of yours..." She purred and entangled their fingers together, smiling down at him and batting her long eyelashes.

Blaine's gulped, and echoed the entire classroom. "Ra-..." He swallowed a large lump in his throat. "Rachel what are you doing."

"I know you and Kurt are fucking, Mr Anderson." Rachel smirked. "Don't try and play innocent, I've caught you several times vandalising school property with your little sex meetings, this was just confirmation that it was Kurt you were taking over desk's and bathroom stalls."

Blaine chest seemed to grow deep in pain, his lips turning dry as he shook his head and looked up at Rachel in pure horror. "How...how do you know all of this?"

Rachel rolled his eyes. "Oh my god, and you're the one with the college degree? I see how you look at each other, Mr Anderson, and honestly, all it took was one period to follow you two to the mens bathroom and see that Kurt wasn't just having a moisturizing emergency." She smoothed her hands back down Blaine's chest with a little chuckle. "I wouldn't blame Kurt of course for snagging the hottest teacher in our school, who can resist these lips." Rachel leaned in with a puckered lips, and Blaine quickly heaved her off his lap.

"Get out!" Blaine shouted. "I want you out of my classroom and don't you dare even speak of me and Kurt or I will fail you for the next semester Miss Berry!"

"At least I won't be fired from my teaching job!" Rachel threatened back, smoothing out her dress and glaring. "I will tell Principal Figgins all of the little stunts you and Kurt pulled, and maybe even tell him it was without Kurt's consent...he does scream a lot when you're behind him over a desk." She sneered and grabbed for the doorknob.

"No!" Blaine rushed over and grabbed her by her wrists, shoving her up against the door and pressing their foreheads together. Her face contorted into a horrorful expression as she shook under his grasp. "Don't you dare fucking tell anyone." He hissed, glaring into her eyes and pressing her up against the door harshly. She let out a tiny whimper and sob.

"You can't stop me!"

Blaine slammed her up against the door again and pressed her against the door by her waist. "I know there's something you want, or you would have told Principal Figgins already." He pressed her more up against the door and made sure her oxygen supply was scarce, hearing the gasps and sputters as she coughed for air. "So what do you want you little snitch, great grades? A perfect score on your midterm?"

Rachel huffed for air before she gasped out. "I won't tell, if you treat me like you treat Kurt." She grabbed at his hands, fussing in his strong hold. Blaine furrowed his brow.

"What do you mean like Kurt? I'm gay..."

She finally pushed him away successfully with the distraction and pushed her bangs out of her face, hands placed on her hips as she licked her lips. "Tomorrow I want you to tutor me, at your house, or else your secret gets out.."

"Rachel you're the smartest girl in my class you don't need..."

"I don't mean tutoring, Mr Anderson." Rachel chuckled, walking up to him and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I mean having a little fun to save your pretty little boys ass from getting expelled, and your teaching job."

Blaine swallowed again, cringing at the wet kiss Rachel's lips left on his skin, making him tickle with a venomous sort of feeling. "Why are you doing this." It wasn't a question.

Rachel hummed, pressing another kiss to the corner of Blaine's lips and whispering. "Because I can." She nipped at his bottom lip before swaying out of the classroom and pausing at the door. "And because you're hot, so don't take it as a threat, Mr Anderson, take it as a compliment." And with that, the stench of floral perfume and very berry shampoo and conditioner left with the brunette girl, leaving Blaine to rest against the doorway and cover his face with his hands as he groaned lowly, slowly sliding down to the floor until he was curled up in a ball.

Rachel had found out. Found out about everything. If she goes to Principal Figgins that's it, he's dead, Kurt's dead, his whole life ahead of him is filled with jail or even homelessness. Who want's to hire a teacher that screws their students? Nobody. Blaine could feel tears coming to his eyes, but he wiped them away angrily and tried to pull himself together. Wherever Kurt was, and whenever he was going to arrive, he couldn't tell him about Rachel. He couldn't put their relationship at risk anymore than he already had. Kurt had his whole life ahead of him, a beautiful voice, body, and sense of morality...

He had to take a break from him, once and for all, before he ruined both of their lives.

"Is everything okay?" Kurt's voice could be heard from the doorway, giving a small knock as he stared down at Blaine with worried eyes.

Blaine heaved out a sigh, rubbing his face in his hands before he mumbled back. "Not really, Kurt."