“Dude, feel the tequila yet?” There he was.

Blaine was starting to feel the tequila though. �It didn’t take long. �The lights were swirling around him, but he was focused on finding Kurt. After rounding a corner, there he spotted a blonde mane, flailing about. Brittany. He zoned in and found Kurt in front of her... Santana in front of him. They basically made a Kurt grinding sandwich. �Kurt seemed into it too, Blaine had never seen him like this. Santana was slowly grinding against Kurt as he had a hand wrapped around her hip. �Her left hand reaching behind and running up and down Kurt’s thigh. �Kurt mimicked the action, running his hand on Brittany’s bare leg. �Blaine’s brain didn’t know what to do. �Yeah, Kurt may be doing this with two girls, but he was so fixated on Kurt and his actions, that he didn’t even care. “Go.” Suddenly Dave’s voice was in his ear, almost startling him.

Blaine approached the group and Santana noticed him first. “Perfect, you brought us drinks”. �She claimed the two glasses from Blaine’s hands as she spoke, handing one to Brittany.

Kurt was disappointed at the sudden lack of dancing. He was enjoying this new setting of grinding to Lady Gaga remixes rather than performing show choir choreography. �He was obviously tipsy. �He was such a lightweight. �One cooler and one shot and he was halfway to drunk. He skipped the few steps over to Blaine, once he caught his eye, suddenly grinning. �“I missed you!” �And with no hesitation, he planted a kiss on Blaine’s lips quickly, but once there, he slowly moved his lips with Blaine’s. �He didn’t have to worry here and he had always wanted to catch Blaine off guard. Just once.

Blaine was definitely surprised, but more than enjoyed it. �He sank into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s back-

“Karofsky?!?” Santana spit the name out.

Kurt’s eyes shot open, ‘Holy sweet mother of hell. Not here, not now.’ He was trying to process the name as his lips were still enveloped in Blaine’s.

Blaine, feeling Kurt’s reaction broke from the kiss. “Yeah...”

“Beard!” Dave responded to Santana with the single word.

“Is this why you were gone so long?” Kurt searched Blaine’s eyes for the answer..

“I bought you guys your drinks.”

‘Fuck, was Dave going to university to get his master’s degree in interrupting?’ Blaine rolled his eyes and took the two glasses from him, handing one to Kurt. �“He found me at the bar, he’s super drunk... he just kept talking... he’s still not even out. He just comes here to get drunk and basically just to be able to be gay.” Blaine whispered to Kurt, trying to explain as much as possible in the shortest amount of time.

“You have got to be kidding me...” Kurt trailed off. He knew what Dave was going through. While they never truly ended up bonding, Kurt came to understand and forgave Dave’s bullying. The fact that he graduated was helping Kurt’s senior year too. �“Thanks for the drinks Dave!” He smiled up at him, raising his glass a bit before taking a sip.

“No problem! Any time buddy! Now if you don`t mind, I gotta go find me someone to do!” He leaned into Blaine and didn’t quite whisper “You know what I mean?” He gave him a quick nudge and just like that Dave was off into the crowd. �He didn’t even take a second moment to interact further with the girls.

Blaine shut his eyes, cursing at Dave silently, wishing away his last obvious comment as he watched Brittany and Santana continue grinding, drinking their free drinks.

Kurt stared at Blaine for a couple of moments, sipping his drink, before playfully interjecting his current thought. “Soooo, what was that?” He snuggled up beside his boyfriend, wrapping his arm around the boys waist, before sliding his finger’s down to his hip, holding him almost possessively. Kurt knew exactly what drunken Dave meant and could see Blaine’s obvious embarrassment in his eyes, so he thought he would poke a little fun. He brought his mouth close to Blaine’s ear, gently breathing on his lobe. �He whispered, talking slowly into Blaine’s ear. ��“What did Dave mean? �You two must have had the most interesting of conversations!”

Blaine shuddered under Kurt’s breath. Most obviously shuddered, there was no hiding that. Was Kurt teasing him? Or teasing with him? He couldn’t even tell. The way he breathed into his ear and just how he drew out his words. �Kurt was being a little more than just playful, but previously they were yet to really turn on any kind of seduction with each other. �Blaine was suddenly questioning if Kurt was turning that switch on. He decided to play it safe this time, he didn’t want to over step any uncrossed boundaries. “Nothing.” He managed to mutter, he breath fluttering as his brain was only focused on Kurt’s breath on his ear lobe. “Just, Dave being drunk.” �He turned towards Kurt. �They’re faces now only inches apart. “Let’s just dance.” �He took a good swig from his drink before taking his boyfriends hand, lacing his fingers with the others and pulling Kurt towards him as he stepped closer to the girls.

Kurt didn’t know why this amused him so much, to see Blaine slightly flustered, trying to change the subject. �He just wanted to have a little more fun before he let Blaine off the hook. �He followed his boyfriends hand as he was pulled in his direction, but he didn’t provide much help. He definitely did not continue with his grinding ways, but stood and gave Blaine a look to say that he wasn’t taking any kind of lead.

‘Dammit.’ Blaine’s only thought rambled through his head. �Two-stepping was not in any way part of the expected club dancing to come, and he barely even slow danced with Kurt at prom. �His mind was swaying just a bit from the sudden amount of drinks, so maybe he could just follow that? He noticed Kurt staring at him, waiting. �He honestly didn’t know what to do, he just finished his drink, as Kurt finished his. Just after he was able to set the glass down he noticed Brittany jump behind Kurt and suddenly felt himself being pushed right into Kurt. “Oh what the he-”

“You two better start griding.” �Santana’s voice carried over Blaine’s shoulder. �“I needs a show, and I needs it now.” �Kurt simply laughed at the fact that Brittany helped nudge him in towards Blaine. �Now he and his boyfriend were basically untangling themselves from each other versus dancing, let alone grinding, but Kurt still found the amusement in the situation.

“It really should just be that easy huh?” �Blaine asked Kurt, just inches away from the other boy’s lips. �He moved his own closer to Kurt’s ear, speaking as low as he could, hoping Kurt would still hear him. “When you were dancing with the girls, how did you know the right way to move like that? I just, I don’t even know where to start...”

Kurt drew back and could see the slight insecurity in Blaine’s glazed over eyes. �He thought that he might be joking at first, but it was his eyes that that told the truth �Honesty, Kurt was thinking the same thing when they first came in and were sitting at the table, watching everyone around him. �It was Brittany and Santana that got him moving though. �He had that push, they just sandwiched him in between them and he just went with it. He didn’t have a clue as to how he looked or if he was doing anything right, but managed to ease up after the first song or two passed by. �He decided on the easiest way to put Blaine at ease and put all his teasing aside.
He lowered his chin, staring into Blaine’s honey brown eyes, “just go with the music” and slowly slid his lips across Blaine’s, closing any gap that may have been left between the two bodies.

That’s all Blaine needed. He mirrored the previous kiss, sinking right into it, wrapping his hands lightly around Kurt’s back, tracing his spine upwards and back down, giving Kurt goosebumps with his touch. He prayed for no further interruptions. He dug his lips deeper into the kiss, his hands now, both around Kurt’s hips. �At the base of the spine he pulled the boy closer to him, parting his lips with the continued kiss.

Kurt suddenly felt all the more hungry for this. These deep, long, languid kisses were always his favorite, but the public nature of it all sparked a new kind of feeling. �Blaine pulling his hips into his didn’t help either. He took in the moment head on, slowly slipping his tongue through Blaine’s parted lips while ghosting his hand across his cheek and around to the back of Blaine’s neck, running his fingers through the ends of his hair. And Blaine definitely did not object to any of Kurt’s advances, running his tongue along the underside of Kurt’s.

“Finally!!” Brittany applauded as she spoke and Santana chimed in as well. “Now that’s what I wants to see.”

Kurt simply raised his middle finger while his hand was still wrapped behind Blaine’s neck. �While Blaine couldn’t see the action, he knew what Kurt was doing and grinned with a slight chuckle, without breaking the kiss. �He kept Kurt close, lopping his fingers into the boy’s belt loops and holding his hips close to his own. After a minute or so Blaine realized that their bodies were easily moving to the music. �He was so engulfed with his tongue dancing with Kurt’s, he hadn’t noticed that their bodies followed suit.

The kisses drowned into each other one by one and neither of the two boys really took in as to how much time had passed. Kurt found himself more than turned on by his boyfriend’s possessive actions. �Whether it was the way Blaine kept his hips close, either with his fingers wrapped through the belt loops or his hands pressed against the back of his spine. �Even after Kurt had parted from the kiss for just a minute, Blaine’s hands found the back of Kurt’s neck, pulling his lips back down to meet his. �Thankfully the two managed a break each time a more up-tempo song came on and Blaine, despite his actions was pretty grateful. �Once Kurt initiated that first kiss, he did not want them to stop and it wasn’t just his heart feeling this. �He was sure the tightness in his pants said everything. �He had no idea if Kurt could actually feel this and he wasn’t exactly sure if he could feel Kurt’s reciprocation. �Once a more upbeat remix of La Roux’s ‘Bulletproof’ started he took advantage of the break from the slow grinding to remind himself that he shouldn’t be thinking of any kind of reciprocation. The four of them were dancing together in a small circle when Santana stopped in the middle of song.

“Drinks. �It’s been too long since our last drink. �Need drinks now.” �She was about to drag Brittany away to the bar with her, but Blaine stopped her and handed her some money. �“Here, get us whatever you guys are getting. �We’ll stay here.” Santa looked at the money with a grin. “As long as I get to keep the change hobbit!” She ruffled Blaine’s hair and skipped off without letting him answer, pulling Brittany behind her. Blaine stared after her for a second with a look as if he had just lost something, before letting out a chuckle.

“I’ll pay you back if she really doesn’t give you your change.” Kurt told him this as he moved in closer, leaving a kiss along his jaw line. As he drew his lips away, Blaine caught him off guard, smashing his lips right into Kurt’s, causing Kurt to tense at the shoulders, sucking in air as much as possible through his nose. �Blaine dug his tongue deep into Kurt’s mouth; almost as if he was attempting to find the money he just lost to Santana. �He ran his hands from the top of Kurt’s shoulders, down his arms until he was interlacing his fingers around Kurt’s. �Kurt swirled his tongue about Blaine’s. �They stood there hand and hand for a moment before Kurt decided to take action and grabbed the back of Blaine’s shirt and pulled him in against his body. �They exchanged tongues for a few minutes before the girls returned with the drinks.

“Ok, at first I thought this was hot and I really wanted a show, but now I just think you two are trying to show off.” Santana snarked as she handed the boys their drinks.

“I like it!” Brittany chimed in. “It’s like they are giving each other sweet lady kisses... but they are boys”

Santana stared at Brittany for a moment, almost hopelessly, but at the time in an endearing way. �She then explained the drinks to the boys who were obviously waiting to hear what was just handed to them. �“These are Black Russian’s. �For the half hour or so that we haven’t drank, these babies will make up for it. Two thirds vodka, one third Kahlua.

Blaine looked into the glass wearily. �He was already up one shot compared to Kurt and Santana had just handed him half a glass of hard liquor. At least it smelled good. �Strong, but good. �Kurt didn’t hesitate to take a sip this time; his buzz must have been starting to wear off already. �Blaine was happy to have his start to wear off, but kept up with Kurt and drank some down as well.

“Oh,” Santana started to add, halfway through her drink already, “and I think another one of your Warbler groupies is here too, I swore I saw that awful tie.”

Blaine managed to swallow his sip before choking on it. �“What?” �He shot a look over to Kurt before quickly scanning the crowd around them. “Are you sure?” �The only Warbler that would actually come in here would be Sebastian. �And Sebastian couldn’t be here, not now, not tonight.
He managed to catch Kurt’s eye again and Kurt was wide-eyed. �“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” Kurt added, not even taking a look at the people behind him.

“Yes, look I saw him over, closer to the bar.” Santana peeked over the crowd on her tip-toes, scanning until her eyes settled in a corner. �“Look, over there,” she pointed, obviously. �“Damn Blaine, if there were boys like that floating around Dalton, I don’t know how you could leave.”

“He’s as pretty as a unicorn,” Brittany just had to add in.

Kurt’s faced heated as he looked behind him. Well, at least he was getting some blood back to the northern part of his body. �He was heated at the girls comments, heated at the fact that this is probably Sebastian. �The one who made no issue with making advances at Blaine in front of him and all the Warblers. He prayed that Santana was completely wrong.

“Fuck.” Blaine uttered before Kurt could find the tall dark haired boy they were all looking for. �There he was, about 20 feet away, chatting up a guy with platinum blonde hair. �The first three buttons of his white collared shirt undone and the added give-away, slung loosely around his neck... The Dalton Academy tie. And, of course, just like in every predictable movie, this was the moment Sebastian happened to look in their direction, catching the four of them staring his way.