Blaine’s brain was completely swimming. The collective drinks and having Kurt’s body pushed so far against him added a whole new dimension to the existing influences he was under. �He barely even heard what Santana was calling after the two of them, whether it was more catcalls or questioning where they were going. �He didn’t care though. �He had one thing in mind and that was following his boyfriend’s request and getting Kurt out the door. The bar was packed now, making his mission a lot more difficult then he imagined. �Adrenaline pumped through his veins as he kept a grasp on Kurt’s hand. �He wasn’t even ashamed anymore of the thoughts swirling about his head as his blood boiled south. �The colored lights bounced about the walls and the strobe lights flashed hard against Blaine’s eyes. �He could hear someone speaking into a microphone and the music changed just as Blaine spotted the door- and suddenly he was pulled back into the direction he was coming from.

As Blaine stopped dead, catching his balance, Kurt threw his arm behind Blaine’s neck pulling his face hard against, smashing their lips together. He curled his fingers through the dark curls as Blaine wrapped his arms around him.

Blaine parted only for a second to suck back in the breath that was knocked from his lungs. �All he could think was thank gosh he wasn’t alone in the impatient department he just entered. He held on to Kurt, one hand pushing between his shoulder blades and the other arm wrapped around his hips. �When Kurt followed sucking on Blaine’s tongue with biting his bottom lip, all urges that were sent southbound couldn’t be suppressed any longer, especially with Kurt’s hips driving into his. �Blaine subconsciously ground his hips into Kurt’s, a muffled moan escaping his throat. He hadn’t even realized exactly what he had done until Kurt responded with the same action as he thrust his tongue over Blaine’s.

Their tongues danced a moment longer before Kurt parted, keeping his forehead pressed against Blaine’s. �Blaine let out a whine-like groan towards the absence of the pair of lips.
“We are getting out of here.” Kurt promised. �“I just, I’m just going to use the restroom and we’ll get out of here.” He repeated as he pressed a quick kiss back on Blaine’s lips. �“Wait here for me.”

Blaine basically collapsed backwards against the wall as Kurt pushed through the crowd. �He took a second to regain his breath and remember his surroundings. The colored spotlights were still bouncing but the strobes were no longer on. �He realized a drag queen had taken the stage, performing a Tina Turner song, but that was the last thing he could focus on. He took full advantage of the time to cool off a bit. �He reminded himself that he and Kurt had never been that kind of physical with each other. �Even though Dave may have made it seem as if though, this was the reason Kurt brought him tonight, he wasn’t going to convince himself just yet. �He and Kurt had only brought up the subject once before in conversation, but it hadn’t exactly ended in any decision to do the deed any time soon.

Kurt was just about to push his way through the restroom door and back through the crowd when his eye was caught. With no one watching him, he took a second, approaching the tub hanging on the wall. He lingered for a second, before taking two of the free condoms and shoving them in his back pocket. �While he had no intentions of using them tonight, not while he and Blaine were this sloppy and drunk, he knew he would need them soon. �He remembered the short conversation him and Blaine had about taking that step, but they hadn’t agreed that it was happening any time soon. After Blaine drove his hips into his just now though, Kurt knew he would need these soon enough. He and Blaine may yet to make verbal agreement, but Kurt knew, Blaine was going to be his first. �

Blaine grinned as he caught Kurt in the crowd pushing his way back towards where he was waiting. �He reached out his hand, helping pull the boy through the last group of people and close to him again. “Good to go?” His eyes flashed as they connected with Kurt’s.

“More than.” He giggled a second before stopping Blaine.

“What is it?” Blaine asked over the music, tilting his head.

Kurt giggled again. �“Your bow tie. �It’s completely disheveled.” He pointed it out and started to untie it. “I guess that’s what a good make out session does.” �Kurt was smiling as he slung his arm around Blaine’ waist and pulling him out of the club. �As soon as they were out the door, Kurt reached into his pocket for his phone. �“I’m just going to text Santana and Brittany and let them know we are leaving.” He reached into the other pocket when the phone came up missing in the first. “Shit. My phone must be in your car. �Can I have your keys?”

Blaine pulled the keys from his pocket and handed them to Kurt. “I’ll help you find it.”

As they reached the car, Kurt unlocked the passenger door and ran his hand over the seat after not finding it on the dashboard. �“Fuck, where did I put it?” He checked the glove box before giving up for a minute, his head getting dizzy.

Blaine’s head was also getting dizzy, more from simply watching Kurt at the angle he was in.
“Maybe it’s in the back?” Blaine added, more matter-of-fact like then questioning. �

“Why would it be in the back?”

“I don’t know, but you haven’t found it yet, so I will look.”

Kurt didn’t bother to question Blaine further and unlocked and opened the back door to the old station wagon. �

Before Kurt was able to return to his search up front, Blaine slid into the back seat of the car and latched his fingers in amongst Kurt’s, tugging on the boy’s hand.

“Blaine, what are you-”

And in one quick, and oddly smooth movement, Blaine inched himself back and turned his tug into a pull, catching Kurt on top of him.

“Blaine.” Kurt choked his name, the wind caught in his lungs as his heart jumped to his throat.

“I promise we will find your phone before we catch a taxi back” And without another moment’s hesitation he reached his neck up, crashing his lips against Kurt’s. �Holding himself up by his elbow he reached his other hand around to the back of Kurt’s neck. �Running his fingers through the boy’s hair he pulled Kurt’s face downward against his.

Kurt didn’t hesitate to sink deep into the kiss. �He accepted Blaine’s challenge and plunged his tongue deep into his parted lips. �He kept his balance by keeping a hand on Blaine’s chest, feeling his heart beat simultaneously.

Blaine dragged his hand from the top of Kurt’s spine to the middle of his back, sending goose bumps across Kurt’s shoulders and down his arms. �He twirled his tongue around Kurt’s before using it to push Kurt’s back into his own mouth, licking the roof of Kurt’s mouth.

Kurt ran his tongue along the underside of Blaine’s before sucking on the kiss, humming against Blaine’s lips. He parted slightly, staring into the honey brown eyes and palming the other boys jaw with his free hand. �“I love you.”

“I love you Kurt.” Blaine exhaled he closed the small gap between their lips gently.

Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s now un-tame curls. �He lowered himself back onto the body beneath him, and hesitated only slightly before parting again, and started to leave kisses down Blaine’s jaw line.

Blaine kept his eyes closed as he felt the cool air tingle at the moist spots left behind. �He was waiting for more when suddenly he felt a kiss move down from his jaw and Kurt’s tongue trailed along his neck. �Once Kurt reached a certain spot, Blaine let out a soft moan, making Kurt stop dead and latch his lips onto that spot. He sucked only slightly at first, as he lost his fingers throughout dark curls. �Once Blaine’s moan grew louder, he sucked a little harder. �Once he dug his teeth ever so slightly against the stubble spread skin Blaine groaned, his fingers pressing into Kurt’s back.

Kurt paid such attention to that one spot, changing the rhythm, trying to catch Blaine off guard. �At one point he was circling his tongue lightly across Blaine’s skin, before driving his lips straight against his neck, sucking hard. �He had never made Blaine moan just like he was hearing now, and now that he was hearing it, all he wanted to do was make it continue. �“Sit up” He whispered as he brushed his lips along Blaine’s ear. �Kurt balanced himself, pushing his weight up off Blaine’s torso. He watched as Blaine lay for a moment, his eyes fluttering open as he exhaled loudly.

“Do you even realize what you are doing to me?” Blaine growled as he followed Kurt’s demand. Before letting Kurt respond, he shifted awkwardly with Kurt still half on top of him, but the two managed to get to the point where Blaine was sitting up in the middle of the seat facing forward, Kurt, still on top of him, now straddling him, facing the rear window. They stared into each other’s eyes momentarily once they were settled and even though Kurt looked as if though he was ready to deliver more Blaine grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him close. “I think you should know what kind of frustration you are putting me through” and with that he pulled Kurt in, closing his lips over the second pair. Blaine teased him, brushing his tongue along his lower lip gently. �He didn’t let Kurt in when he had tried to push his tongue into Blaine’s parted mouth, but broke the short kiss, pressing a new one to the side of Kurt’s mouth, then another to his chin, followed by others down Kurt’s jaw. �He felt Kurt hum in response before he suctioned his lips beneath Kurt’s jaw, at the top of his neck. �Kurt let out a muffled moan and Blaine let go, but latched right back on a little lower, trying to find the same spot Kurt found on his own neck. �

Kurt moaned louder as he felt Blaine’s tongue press along his neck and lips come suctioning down once again. �Third times a charm,�Blaine had found his weak spot and he groaned, dipping his head to the side, trying to give Blaine all the room in the world to continue what he was doing. �He was clutching onto Blaine’s sides while Blaine had one of his hands running through his hair, the other smoothing back and forth over the denim on his thigh. �Kurt’s brain was already reeling from the dark haired boy attached to his neck. His back shuddered as all things sensible melted southbound and he rocked forward, gripping onto Blaine’s belt with one hand. As he broke his neck free from the suctioned grip he cupped his other hand around Blaine’s jaw and impaled his tongue through Blaine’s lips. As Blaine fought back with his own tongue Kurt’s hand had found his way under Blaine’s shirt, first brushing his fingertips along Blaine’s hips followed by smoothing his hand upwards along his waist.

Blaine’s hips bucked upwards at the touch and he quickly realized just how the building pressure in his own jeans easily matched that of Kurt’s. The alcohol running through his system allowed him to move without hesitation. He rolled his hips back downward, purposely contacting with Kurt causing Kurt’s brain to short circuit and his hips to rock forward, keeping all contact present. Blaine arched his back, closing in any space between the two bodies; both his hands were now at the top of Kurt’s spine, with fingers running through the short hair. He slowly ran his hands one by one down Kurt’s spine as continued to thrust against Kurt’s tongue with his own. The sounds Kurt was making turned him on more than the contact itself. He hummed, against Kurt’s tongue that was now deep into his mouth. Blaine slid his hands down over the bottom of Kurt’s spine and slid his hands into the boys back pockets, grasping on and holding Kurt close to him

Kurt stiffened for a moment as he remembered just what were in his back pocket. He broke his lips from Blaine’s and quickly latched back on to that weak spot on his neck, trying to distract the boy from realizing what was there. Blaine threw his head back, groaning as Kurt sucked hard, pulling at his skin, nipping at it with his teeth. He felt Blaine’s grip on his ass loosen and hoped the hands would retreat from his pockets. As if Blaine was reading his mind, the pulled his hands back out from the pockets, one hand travelling back up Kurt’s spine, but this time, under his shirt and against his burning flesh. What Kurt didn’t realize was that Blaine had pulled his findings out from Kurt’s back pocket with the other hand.

Blaine opened his eyes, curiously. He was sure of what he felt in Kurt’s pocket, even before he pulled it out, but he needed to be sure. He groaned again as Kurt pulled at his neck with his teeth, his mouth parting as his eyes confirmed his findings. “Kurt…?” he managed to exhale. Kurt only hummed in response, continuing to work his tongue against Blaine’s neck. “Kurt… did you…” he could barely get a sentence out with Kurt’s lips attached to him. Pulling his neck away unwillingly he repeated himself, “Kurt… did you bring these with you tonight?”

Kurt pulled away, his spine stiffening as he looked down at the condoms between Blaine’s fingers. His eyes darted to meet Blaine’s, then back at the condom’s and downwards. “I…” he started as he pulled his eyes back up to meet with Blaine’s, “I… I got them inside, in the restroom… I just thought, we… we might need them-“. Before Kurt was even able to finish his sentence with “eventually” Blaine’s lips were back on his, sucking hard on his bottom lip.

Blaine placed the condoms beside them and his hand shot back up behind Kurt’s neck as he pulled the boy in. He pulled on Kurt’s bottom lip with his own for a moment. “I love you; you know I want to experience everything with you.” He slid his hand from the back of Kurt’s neck around his jaw and down Kurt’s chest, his other hand still around the middle of Kurt’s back. “Blaine, you know I want everything with you too” and with those whispered words, once again Blaine had his lips pressed hard against Kurt’s.
Kurt couldn’t even finish his sentence with coherent words as he felt Blaine’s hand press against his abdomen and brush over the built up pressure in his jeans. He moaned softly as his head fell back, Blaine pressing a new kiss to his neck.

Blaine traced his fingers from Kurt’s back down along his belt line, until it reached his hand on Kurt’s abdomen, causing Kurt to shudder once again. This time, he did take a moment’s hesitation before he reached his lips towards Kurt’s as he started to unbuckle Kurt’s belt.

Kurt sunk himself in Blaine’s kiss before his brain took over and snapped into realization of the current moment. “Blaine…” he pulled his head back, pressing a hand to his boyfriend’s chest. “Blaine, we should slow down.”

Blaine was just starting to undo the button on Kurt’s fly, but hesitated again with Kurt’s words. “But, I thought….just…” he looked down at the condoms beside them, before back up at Kurt, “I thought this is what you wanted…? I want this too Kurt, more than I had ever thought. I love you so much” He closed the space between their lips again without letting Kurt respond as he undid the button and started to pull down the zipper.

“Blaine, no please stop.” Kurt started to pull himself off of Blaine. “I do want this, with you… more than anything… not now though. He was now sitting next to Blaine, doing his fly and belt back up. He turned to face him. “I took the condoms for us to use eventually. I don’t want this to be the first…” he trailed off as he looked around the car hoping Blaine would follow his eyes and remember their surroundings. “This, this isn’t exactly the setting I imagined…” he added lowly admitting he had thoughts on what their first time would be like.

Blaine looked both embarrassed and wrecked. “I just, I was trying to… Dave said this probably why you asked me to come tonight... and you took condoms…”

“Dave!?” Kurt didn’t even know how to respond to that name. “You started… this because of Dave? What did he tell you? You let him convince you that the reason for coming to a place like this was to hook up? We haven’t done anything like this before Blaine and now you want to be the clich� end to a movie and do it in the back seat of a car?” Kurt opened the door to the car and pushed himself out.

Blaine tried to grab his hand and followed him out. “No, Kurt. I just, I wasn’t going to…I, I just… when you couldn’t find your phone I thought I would just be spontaneous and fun-“

“And all of this even after I came back to find you with Sebastian and his entourage? To find you dancing with other guys…-“

“I wasn’t dancing with Sebastian!!” Blaine suddenly found himself angry with Kurt, recalling Kurt leaving him with Brittany, telling him to cool off. He completely forgot that Kurt had even seemed upset once he came back and pulled him hard into that kiss. “You know Sebastian, you know how he is, and you know that he is just out to…” he hesitated, but added “to seduce me. It’s not working Kurt! You are all I want!” He stepped towards Kurt, trying to take his hand.

Kurt pulled back, almost shouting now “God, I have never even felt lust like this before thought that.. and, and you thought you would prove that while drunk in the back seat of a car?” He turned to walk away, but stopped, whipping his head back around and glaring at Blaine. “YOU AREN’T EVEN GOING TO REMEMBER THIS IN THE MORNING.”

With that, Blaine didn’t even know what else he could add. He stood there, gaping at Kurt before throwing a hand in the air. “That’s it! I’m taking a walk….” He turned and starting walking in the opposite direction, across the parking lot.

“Blaine!” Kurt shouted after him, without actually going after him. “Blaine, where are you even going!?