Friday after the meeting in Kurt's school Blaine was with a friend in Columbus to make some orders when his phone rang. It was Kurt who told him that one of the jocks had been pulled out of McKinley and transferred to another school so now they only had to deal with two jocks.

Two guys harassing Kurt were bad enough, but it was a relief to know one at least had left voluntarily. Unfortunately they wouldn't see each other over the weekend since Blaine had to go to a meeting in San Francisco, but he promised that Kurt could join him and Marilyn for their afternoon at the zoo the following week.

Tuesday evening, after their day at the zoo, Blaine came to dinner at Kurt's house where they would discuss the outcome of the school board meeting.

Blaine was furious. The guys were off their suspension from school but were on the teachers' list, which meant that if they stepped out of line one more time they would be expelled. Empty threats in Blaine's ears. He was sure the staff would just turn the blind eye on them if something new happened. On the side the guys would see Miss Pillsbury for a few talks and an anti-bullying theme would be taken up on the school.

Kurt told that he had been forced into agreeing to take talks with Miss Pillsbury himself because of his relationship with Blaine. Once again it was hard for Blaine to not blow up because of the way Kurt was treated, but Kurt's parents talked him down while Kurt squeezed his hand under the table.

"Can we just - not go over this anymore? Not let this take up everything, I mean. I miss you. I wanna have my boyfriend back," Kurt mumbled into his cheek as they were standing by Blaine's car to say goodnight.

"I never went anywhere, Kurt -"

"You know what I mean. Lately all we've talked about is my school and stupid jerks and - I just wanna go back to being boyfriends and laughing and having fun and watch TV or talk about fashion, and have amazing sex... I miss you," Kurt whined and scraped his teeth teasingly down Blaine's cheek.

"I miss you, too. Next week we can take a whole day in bed with no clothes and me eating fruit off your cute belly," Blaine chuckled and sucked Kurt's lower lip into his mouth.

Kurt giggled and entangled his fingers in the hair on the back of Blaine's head as he let Blaine press him against the car to kiss him deeply, his hands down the back pockets of Kurt's pants.

In the end they had to part. Blaine squeezed his ass one last time, a ghost of the feeling of how it felt around his cock making his slacks a little tighter and he promised himself some serious wank when he got home. They shared one last kiss that had them both panting and Blaine had to find his car on the way home.

xXx

The music from the TV was only a vague humming now and Kurt was sitting on the floor where he was leaning against Tina's bed with a bowl of ice cream in one hand and a a spoon safely tugged into the chest pocket of his pajamas.

"No, seriously - I believe Kurt when he says that it's not just... you know," Quinn told the other girls as she grabbed for the bowl of popcorn in the middle of their circle.

"Thank you, miss Fabray! I have no idea how this misunderstanding seems to have taken over everyone's perception of what I have with Blaine - not that it's any of your business," Kurt said, but was secretly loving how he both got to be center of attention, but also got to ramble on about Blaine.

"Come on, miss universe there - we just wanna make sure you're getting some action so we won't have to dust off your ass if you ever get to it within the next 30 years," Santana said and sipped at her Red Bull, her eyes trained on Kurt.

"Santana, that is both offensive and creepy. I for one agree with Quinn - and I have seen more of Kurt with Blaine than the rest of you when I have been with Finn. Blaine is a very polite and respectful man," Rachel said firmly in her usual way of hawking the attention.

"I think he's a magic sex shark," Brittany muttered into her cookie and all eyes rushed to her.

"Wanky," Santana grinned and wiggled her eyebrows.

"What does that even mean?" Tina giggled, clearly amused by the remark.

"I heard Mr Schue call him a predator the other day when I accidentally fell asleep in the auditorium. He told Miss Pillsbury that he's a sexual predator," Brittany shrugged.

"And it never occurred to you that I should know that?" Kurt burst out in horror of the news.

"I just figured you knew and you were trying to keep his secret because of the shark-unicorn code."

"You gotta start living in our world, Britt!" Kurt whined at her, not sure if he was more angry or scared about what his teacher had said.

He leaned back against the wall and buried his face in his hands. The girls went quiet around him and he could feel that they were staring.

"Kurt, it's gonna be okay. I uhm - I've talked a bit to Sebastian about you. He's very excited about your relationship with Blaine and I'm sure he will support you no matter what. And the way Blaine kept looking at you when we were at Breadstix - that was definitely more than simple sexual needs. I'll support you too," Quinn said, making Kurt slowly lower his hands to look at her.

"Thank you. You're coming to the wedding, right?" He asked her, hoping he wouldn't be the only teenager at the party.

"Of course I am. My cousin's getting married to one of the handsome Anderson brothers," she smiled and leaned against the bed next to him.

"We will allsupport you, Kurt -" Rachel suddenly exclaimed and even Santana smiled in confirmation.

"Does this mean you'll tell us about your shady activities with Mr. Big Shot now?" Santana poked and locked her hand with Brittany's.

Kurt's face flamed up and he squeezed his knees together. What was he supposed to tell them about his sex with Blaine? "He's so big and good I can feel him in my pussy for days after"? This didn't exactly become easier from the fact that his girlfriends had no idea about his different anatomy.

"Santana, no - that's not any of our..." Rachel started but Kurt cut her off.

"I'll tell you that he's good, alright?" Kurt said, sure his head would explode from the sky high heat piling up.

"Skilled? With his age he's probably super experienced and knows all the tricks," Santana laughed.

"He definitely know his way around here and there - and that is all for you!" Kurt snapped teasingly and returned his attention to the popcorn in the bowl in front of him.

Before anyone could object Kurt's phone was ringing and he panicked when he saw who it was. How was he supposed to have a conversation with Blaine in the midst of a girls' night when they were already trying to frit him of information about his boyfriend. However, he answered it nonetheless.

"How's the sexiest guy in the world?" Blaine asked when Kurt picked up.

"I don't know. This is the first time I talk to him today," Kurt retorted with a grin.

"You jerk. You know what I mean. But seriously, how's your lady party going? I really can't imagine you wrapped in pink discussing lingerie and shit," Blaine laughed.

"Maybe that's because that isn't what we're doing. And I'm not wrapped in pink," Kurt said and rolled his eyes.

"Then what are you wearing? Trying on is better than talking?" Blaine asked and Kurt knew that he would be sporting the biggest smirk of the history.

"Blaine!"

"Alright. I'll be good now. I just... wanted to say that I miss you. One more week and we'll be on a fancy hotel in New York," Blaine reminded him and made Kurt's heart run in circles.

"Can't wait. I miss you too," he sighed and suddenly remembered where he was when a few giggles escaped the girls surrounding him.

"I have to go now. I need to go to this stupid event. But I will still love you even if you come dressed in lace and all," Blaine groaned dissatisfied.

"I'm not sure how okay I am with loving you after that remark. Talk to you tomorrow," they said goodnight and Kurt hung up to be met by a choir of "Awwwww".

"I am not discussing this phone call with you, ladies. Let the party continue," he declared and turned to Tina to ask her about her new boots.

The rest of the night was spent on discussing fashion and numbers for Nationals. Tina spilled a few of her ideas for their costumes and Kurt gladly joined in on the talk. The conversation drifted into bets on whether or not Mr. Schuester would screw his relationship up with Miss Pillsbury and on to the pregnancy rumors of a cheerleader before they all went to bed.

The other girls quickly fell asleep but Kurt was still wide awake. He kept thinking about what Brittany had told but he wasn't sure what to do about it. He was just about to take out his phone and browse for pictures of Blaine from the night's event when he was interrupted.

"Kurt?" Quinn mumbled when he turned on his side next to her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up," he apologized in a whisper.

"It's fine. I couldn't sleep anyway," she assured him.

"I was thinking - I'm really glad you have found Blaine. I like how happy he makes you. And Sebastian says that you make him happy as well," Quinn told him and turned on her side so they could talk without being too loud.

"Thank you. He really does make me happy. I'm glad Sebastian doesn't hate me. Like Cooper does," Kurt said with a shiver. He always got nervous about Cooper. It seemed like it only was a matter of time before he would try to corner Kurt and reprimand him for being with Blaine.

"Yeah he's one of a kind, huh? I've never really liked him much. It always seemed like he was trying hard to keep Sebastian on and as short leash as possible. Like he expects him to run away any moment. But I know that Sebastian wouldn't. Besides, he would never walk out on Marilyn. But I guess he's just the kind to be jealous for no reason,"Quinn shrugged before she hid a yawn in her hand.

"Yeah. I guess. He's just - always really rude to me. Sebastian used to be... apprehensive. He worried a lot about the age gap between Blaine and me - but now he's eased up. I guess he faced that we're not just... fooling around," Kurt said, for the first time really mentioning how he had felt victimized by Cooper.

"I remember when Sebastian first got together with Cooper. I was only a kid, but I remember how Sebastian often was really sad. Then one day he told my mom that he had met someone, and I remember how she nearly cried, saying how happy she was for him. Later, when I got older and could understand more, I eavesdropped my way to finding out that he had been really depressed. Apparently he had been on the brink of suicide over some guy. I never asked him about it, though -" she told and Kurt could feel his heart pounding like crazy.

He had no idea what to say. He had a terribly bad feeling about that story, but he refused to let the thought enter his mind - that would only make it more real.

"Would you shut the hell up? Need my beauty sleep," Santana groaned and stuck an elbow to Kurt's back.

Quinn giggled a little and Kurt feigned a smile himself before they whispered goodnight to each other, even though Kurt already knew that it would be even harder to sleep now.

xXx

When Blaine woke up Friday morning it was from a child's hand scratching over his arm. Marilyn was sleeping with arms and legs spread over the bed like a starfish. He chuckled to himself when he thought about how she was taking up more space than Kurt usually did.

He brushed a lock of hair away from her face and tried collecting her limbs so he could put an arm around her and put a kiss to her forehead He closed his eyes and tried to get as much from the feeling as he possibly could because he never knew when he would be able to spend time with her again.

She had been staying at his apartment for a couple of days so Cooper and Sebastian had space to fix the last things for the wedding. He had taken her to kindergarten in the morning and then he had gone to work at his office in town. When he picked her up they spent time together going to watch movies, eat ice cream and went to museums. After dinner they would go on Skype to get Kurt on for a video call and even though Blaine tucked her into her own bed, somehow she managed to end up in his every morning. Not that he had any complaints; he loved it.

This morning she wasn't going to kindergarten and he wasn't going to work. They would be picking up Kurt at his house and then they would all go to New York together for the wedding over the weekend.

When it was about time to get ready Blaine got the girl out of her sleep and had her shower and eat breakfast. Around noon both of their suitcases were packed and Blaine was watching her put on her seat belt in the car. They drove to Kurt's house while singing along to the radio and Marilyn talked about the pretty dress she was going to wear, Blaine already knowing all about it since one of his friends had designed all outfits included in the wedding.

"Can I come in with you to get prince Kurt?" Marilyn asked as Blaine stopped the car in front of Kurt's house. For some reason she enjoyed referring to Kurt as 'prince Kurt' and Blaine wasn't really sure how he felt about it.

Nonetheless he let the girl out of the car so she could come with him to the door where he let her ring the bell. They waited for someone to answer while Marilyn was swaying back and forth to watch her dress dancing around her legs.

"Hey you!" Kurt beamed as he opened the door and immediately accepted the little girl jumping into his arms. She squealed a little at his enthusiasm from seeing her.

"Hey gorgeous," Blaine smiled and leaned in to put a kiss to Kurt's cheek and give him half a hug best possible when Kurt still had the girl in his arms.

"I'm almost finished. Can you just wait here and I'll fix the rest?" Kurt asked as he let the girl back down. She continued to dance around the hall as Blaine agreed, but reminded Kurt that they had a plane to catch.

He took the girl to the living room where he sat on the couch and she crawled into his lap. He ran his fingers through her pigtails and straightened her dress while she played with his tie. When Kurt was ready Marilyn refused to move so Blaine carried her to the door. As he was standing there with his niece in his arms Kurt leaned in to press a kiss to Blaine's mouth followed by a peck to Marilyn's cheek. However, they were interrupted by someone clearing their throat, pulling them out of their blissful bubble.

"Dad - I didn't know you were home. We're leaving for New York now," Kurt grinned.

"Don't you think it's a little early for you two to start playing house?" Kurt's dad grunted with a raised eyebrow under the cap.

"No sir. You got it all wrong. This is my brother's daughter. I was just taking her off their hands for a few days while they finished the last few things for the wedding," Blaine assured him, only now realizing how it had to be looking for someone who didn't know about Blaine's relationship with his niece. But no matter what, if anything was certain it was that he was never having kids himself.

"Hmmm - alright. You take care of my kid," Mr. Hummel said.

"I'll be fine. Blaine's number, the name and number of the hotel and the address too is on the kitchen table. And I have made sure that Blaine has your number as well. Everything will be fine," Kurt sighed and rolled his eyes.

He crossed the floor and put his arms around his dad in goodbye before he returned to join Blaine and Marilyn so they could get to the airport.

xXx

Everyone were going crazy. It was chaos and Blaine was starting to regret that he had chosen for him and Kurt to stay at the hotel instead of his NY apartment so they wouldn't have arrived until the actual ceremony started.

Marilyn was playing with the other kids and Kurt was chatting to Sebastian's cousin, Quinn. Blaine was being called for from all angles to assist in all kinds of outfit crisis. He was sick of running around to fix a blazer or save a shirt - all he wanted to do was drag Kurt to the restroom for a quick fuck before it all started. Not that he expected Kurt to be up for it since he had spent over an hour getting ready.

"Blaine? Could you come see Sebastian for a moment? He says he really need to see you," Denise said as she showed in the lounge where he, Kurt, Quinn and Quinn's mom were sat.

"What the hell? Doesn't these people know how to do anything themselves?" He grumped annoyed but put a hand to Kurt's thigh so he could lean closer.

"I'll be right back, babe. Wait for me here, Doll-face," he said and received a smile and a peck from Kurt before he got to his feet.

How can he be in trouble? It's not that hard to fix a tux. Moron, Blaine thought to himself as he walked down the hall towards the room where Sebastian was getting ready.

He knocked the door a few times without receiving an answer, so in the end he decided to simply walk in. He felt too stupid to be standing out there facing a closed door.

"Sebastian? What's going on?" Blaine asked with tingling nerves as he entered to find Sebastian on the chaise with face wet from tears and eyes red and swollen from crying.

"Oh god, Blaine. I'm so glad you're here," Sebastian whined and got to his feet where he threw his arms around Blaine's neck where he proceeded sobbing into the collar of his jacket.

"Hey - stop that. Now sit down and tell me what the hell is happening," Blaine demanded and got him away with a gentle, but firm, push towards the chaise he had just come from.

Sebastian drew a few heavy breaths and dried his eyes with the tissue Blaine offered him from the vanity by the full-length-mirror on the wall. Blaine sat down next to him and waited patiently, but irritated, for Sebastian to gather himself before he spoke.

"I have no idea what I'm doing. I can't marry Cooper. What did I think about to agree to this?" He choked out with wide eyes and stuffed nose.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Of course you can marry Cooper. You've been with that jerk for ages - you have a freaking daughter," Blaine said firmly. He did not like the direction this was taking, but he kept telling himself that it was just last minute's nerves.

Blaine didn't consider himself an easily shaken man, but the glance that Sebastian, the man who was about to marry his brother, was sending him at that moment made a chill run down his spine. Another branch of Cooper's hatred towards him.

"Don't you love him?" Blaine asked in an attempt to sound firm and steady, but in his own ears he sounded weak and nervous.

The glance grew stronger. There was no doubt anymore.

"Blaine," Sebastian started saying in a now certain and soft voice.

"He's no you."

"No. He isn't. He's better for you. I was such a bitch to you. Cooper worships the ground you walk on," Blaine sighed and closed his hands around Sebastian's that was lying on the chaise between them.

"When you weren't horny you were pretty nice to me. You're nice to me now. We did have a good time back then," Sebastian said with a feigned chuckle.

"Yeah. The good old days. Of drinking and fucking - and fucking and Warbler parties," Blaine grinned, suddenly feeling nostalgic by the talk of the time they were in school.

"It's been really hard seeing you with Kurt. At first, all I could think was: why couldn't he be like that with me?But I just wasn't good enough. I could never be a 16 year old with a fashion sense that matches yours," Sebastian said.

"You've always been too good for me. And you're certainly way too good for Cooper," Blaine declared without a trace of joking. He had never agreed with Sebastian and Cooper's relationship. He despised his brother just as much as his brother despised him, but he had always thought Sebastian was a good guy and he thought it was sad to see him end up with a jackass like Cooper.

"No one can ever be good enough for you, Blaine. But I've seen you fuck around with so many guys. Yeah, I've even seenyou fuck a guy or two."

Blaine had completely forgot the times back in Dalton where he had been busy fucking some guy over a desk or getting a blowch in the lunch room while everyone else were at class and Sebastian had walked in on him.

"Now, those were the days!" Blaine emitted in pride. He would never forget Sebastian's face when Blaine proudly explained the details of how he had screwed the principal's son - because why shouldn't he? Not that he was a good fuck or anything, but it took credit with the students.

"I miss this. I miss us," Sebastian mumbled and looked away.

"Yeah. We had fun. I want you to be happy," Blaine sighed.

It was impossible to say what pulled the trigger, but suddenly Sebastian's hands were on his face, and his lips were smashed against Blaine's. To his own surprise Blaine didn't stop it. He let Sebastian fall down on top of him, Blaine now lying on the chaise. Sebastian didn't waste any time starting to grind his crotch against Blaine's, and to Blaine's horror he felt a spike of arousal shoot through him from the feeling of a hard cock finally being pressed back against his own after so long without dicks at his service.

"God Blaine, it's been way too long -" he moaned.

That's what flicked the switch. Blaine rushed to remove his hand from Sebastian ass to push him away so he could get to his feet himself.

"Sebastian! You won't be happy with me. I would treat you horribly, because I don't love you. I am happy with Kurt, and I only want him - no one else. I wasn't kidding when I said that I love him," Blaine exclaimed and desperately wiped his mouth with his hand as he felt his stomach curl up and threaten to escape through his mouth.

Sebastian was staring confused at him, looking like Blaine had slapped him.

"Listen, this is all just nerves. You're going out there and you're marrying Cooper. And then you will have a good life with him and your daughter who deserves the world at her feet but will be torn apart if her dads split up. I will never forgive you if you mess her up," Blaine threatened, the image of a heartbroken Marilyn haunting his inner eye.

"God. Why am I so screwed up?" Sebastian groaned,

"It's okay. It's fine. Let's just agree that we get you fixed up so we can get your ass out there and get married - and then we agree that we will never talk to anyone about this. Ever! That way we're sure that this won't fuck up anything with Cooper or Kurt, right?" Blaine suggested and felt his phone vibrate in his pocket.

"Yes. Yes, let's do that. Thanks. I just - need to splash some water in my face and fix my tie," Sebastian agreed, flustered and breathless with confusion.

Blaine checked his phone to find a missed call from Kurt that he chose to ignore. There were ten minutes until the ceremony would begin so he hurried to usher Sebastian to rush to get done. As soon as he had made sure that everything was in good order he made sure to keep a little distance from Sebastian but made sure that he wasn't going to run the moment Blaine left the room.

"Hey. Is everything okay? You were gone for so long," Kurt asked nervously when Blaine returned, gesturing for Kurt to follow so they could head for their seats at the front row with the rest of Blaine's family.

"It's fine. Just a little nerves. He'll be alright," Blaine assured him as they sat down next to Blaine's mom.

"Good. I was starting to get worried."

"Please don't worry. You look so gorgeous," Blaine squeaked under his breath and squeezed Kurt's thigh lightly before letting his hands back to his own lap, happy that Kurt hadn't tried to kiss him because currently all he could think about was the fact that he could still taste Sebastian on his tongue and feel him on his lips, not to mention the echo of his own cock throbbing from the feeling of another cock back against his own.

xXx

It was dreadful.

The ceremony went on nicely. Sebastian didn't take a run and they went through it all so perfectly that Blaine could have thrown up. The proceedings to the reception was just as perfect and now it was late in the evening. Everyone were having fun and dancing around while Sebastian and Cooper were stitched together by their hands as they did a good job of talking to everyone.

What didn't go quite as planned was how Blaine had spent most of the day and evening not really talking to Kurt. He had been busy talking with his family and friends while Kurt mostly had talked to Quinn or a few of the people he had already met before, but he was slowly starting to seem spent.

"You tired? We can go to bed if you want?" Blaine asked as he sat down a chair next to Kurt who was watching people on the dance floor.

"I'm a bit tired. I could use a bed, but - I was kinda hoping you would dance with me before we leave," Kurt pouted in his best way of trying to get something out of Blaine.

That was mean. Blaine really couldn't look Kurt in the eyes at the moment, but there was no way he would ever be able to resist that adorable face. Kurt knew him too well and it didn't take long before Blaine rolled his eyes and got to his feet.

He crossed the floor with Kurt right behind him and did his best to look around the other guests to avoid Kurt's face. The music was slow and Kurt quickly maneuvered into Blaine's arms so he could rest a cheek on Blaine's shoulder as they started swaying.

"I love you," Kurt whispered against Blaine's neck, his breath branding the words into his skin.

A knot formed in Blaine's throat, so instead of answering he took a little firmer grip on Kurt's back and pulled him closer. Kurt squeezed his shoulder lightly in response and moved his face so close that his lips were nearly clasped against Blaine's neck.

"Are you okay? You've been so quiet all day," Kurt said, making Blaine close his eyes.

"Kurt, there's something I have to tell you," Blaine forced out, surprised his voice didn't crack. The words were heavy on his tongue and stung through his throat.

Kurt didn't say anything, but Blaine could feel that he was listening closer and his torso had tensed.

"Kurt, I - I kissed Sebastian," Blaine finally admitted.

He was holding his breath as he waited for hell to break loose. For Kurt to throw a tantrum. For Kurt to scream at him that he was scum and that he hadn't changed at all. But it didn't happen.

Instead Kurt stopped moving around in the dance but moved a little away so Blaine could see his eyes big and bright - and red and filled with tears. Pain was painted across his face and his lower lip was trapped between his teeth as his eyes were searching Blaine's, but for what Blaine had no idea.

Before Blaine could say or do anything Kurt had turned on his heel and was walking out of the ballroom. No one but Blaine stared after him since everyone were dancing or busy elsewhere. Blaine was all alone and nailed to the spot in horror of what he had just done.

"Kurt!" He finally called and snapped out of his hypnosis so he could run after he boy.

He wasn't in the hall so Blaine continued to the lobby where he found Kurt waiting for the elevator with a hand covering his mouth, unmistakably to keep his crying from breaking free in front of the entire hotel staff and guests.

"Kurt, please - give me a second to explain it," Blaine begged as he got closer, but the sharp ding from the elevator sounded and Kurt started to get in.

To make sure he didn't miss it Blaine ran from the end of the lobby to make it into the elevator last minute before the door closed just as Kurt punched a finger to the number 14 to get to their room.

"Blaine, I - I really can't look at you right now. I'm gonna go up and go to bed and you can just stay down there and celebrate... Sebastian," Kurt huffed and sniffed.

Blaine was just about to respond when the elevator yet again made a ding and the doors opened. Kurt was just about to get out when Blaine realized that he had to do something. He grabbed Kurt's arm to hold him back and pushed the top floor button so the door closed. The moment the elevator started started moving he punched the stop button so the elevator stopped roughly.

"What are you doing? I just wanna go to bed and get some sleep so I can go home tomorrow," Kurt hissed and twisted his arm our of Blaine's grip so he could take a little step back.

"I honestly don't give a fuck. I can't let you go to bed like this," Blaine objected harshly,

"You can't keep me here, Blaine. I am not going to argue with you, because this is really my own fault. I should have known it would come eventually, now it's only about whether I think this is the first time or if I should wonder how much you've been stepping to the side while we've been together," Kurt said coolly without giving Blaine so much as a look.

Blaine's heart was throbbing and his fists were curling up. He knew that rationally it shouldn't be a surprise that Kurt would say such a thing - when they met he was a slut and he hadn't cared the least. However, it didn't change how deep it hit to hear him say the words.

"You can't be serious? Do you really think I've been fucking others while I've been with you? After all this shit I've gone through for your sake? To keep you safe!" He had raised his voice without meaning to, but he couldn't stop it anymore; he was not going to be accused like that when he had changed his entire life for Kurt.

"I know what you've done, Blaine! But that doesn't change your sex drive!" Kurt squeaked.

"Just let me explai -" Blaine started but Kurt cut him off.

"I don't wanna hear it! I don't wanna hear about how it was to be with him again, or how it was to finally be with someone that wasn't the same old as the past long months. I just wanna get out of here!" Kurt exclaimed in a shrill voice.

Out of nowhere Blaine thrust his curled up fist against the metal wall of the elevator. The sound was booming and echoing around them and Kurt turned pale from the shock. His eyes were big and scared. Blaine already regretted what he had done but he had to do something to get him to stop.

"Shut the fuck up and listen to me! It was Sebastian who kissed me. His nerves were out of control and he wasn't thinking straight. I pushed him away and told him that... I don't wanna be with him," Blaine practically yelled in frustration,

Kurt looked confused and shameful. Like he wasn't sure what he had just done was wrong or not.

"He just got married. To your brother. They have a daughter," he mumbled insecurely.

"Yes. I pointed that out. He really was just confused. I am sure it was nothing but nerves," Blaine sighed softly, hoping Kurt got him now.

"And that's it? That's why you stopped him?" Kurt asked.

"Are you kidding me? When I pushed him away I told him that I couldn't be with him because I could never make him happy - because I am only happy when I am with you. Because I love you," Blaine groaned and rolled his eyes at his own words.

"Are you sure you don't miss being with someone new?"

"Kurt - as much as I love fucking around, I love fucking you the most, and if I can you will be the only person I will ever fuck anymore. I won't deny that other guys turn me on, but no one as much as you." Blaine took a daring step closer to where Kurt was standing, looking like he had shrunk into a tiny insecure boy.

"Don't ever scare me like that again!" Kurt whimpered and rushed his arms around Blaine's waist and bore his nose into Blaine's collarbone.

Naturally Blaine welcomed his arms around Kurt and kept him as close as he possibly could. He goddamn nearly cried from the relief. He couldn't remember when it was the last time he had been so scared, and the fear of losing Kurt was something he couldn't compare to anything.

"I'm sorry. I just - wanted to be honest with you," Blaine said thickly as he brushed his hand up and down Kurt's back. Being in a relationship was much harder than he had thought.

"Thank you. I'm glad that you were. Though I still don't get it. But - let's talk about it tomorrow. We should go down and say goodnight to people," Kurt said and started brushing his lips over the skin of Blaine's neck, chills running down Blaine's spine.

Kurt snaked his hands under Blaine's blazer and started letting his hands run up his back. Out of nowhere Kurt had his lips on Blaine's and his tongue in Blaine's mouth. He was pressing his waist against Blaine's while doing that light hum he often did when he was needy.

"Blaine, please just be with me forever. No one else," Kurt begged and bit Blaine's lower lip with his fingers seeking down the hem of Blaine's pants on his back.

"Kurt, I promise - I don't wanna be with anyone else. Just you, Doll-face," Blaine assured him and tried avoiding crashing against the wall of the elevator as Kurt pushed against him, but with no luck there was a thump and Kurt's thigh was rubbing against his crotch.

They were blocking the elevator. It was stuck between floor 16 and 17, and they should get it back going. It was wrong on so many levels. But wasn't that part of the excitement?

All walls of the elevator was covered in mirrors and it was simply too hot to abandon. In a matter of seconds he had Kurt's pants open and his hand down the cherry boxer briefs. As his thumb brushed over the wet, taut clitoris Kurt's head fell backwards and Blaine could see in the mirrors that Kurt's eyes rolled back into his skull as Blaine got his index and middle finger maneuvered into Kurt's wet entrance.

"Blaine, oh god, yes..." Kurt whimpered and started trying to shimmy his pants down his thighs, Blaine helping him with his free hand as he continually rubbed the pads of his fingers over Kurt's g-spot that he knew so well by know.

It was nearly impossible for him to move his hand between Kurt's legs, but he was determined to not give up. He continued moving his fingers back and forth inside of Kurt's hot pussy while massaging his clit awkwardly with his thumb sliding around the slick skin. Kurt was moaning and digging his fingers into Blaine's shoulder, and to Blaine satisfaction the surrounding mirrors gave him the opportunity of watching Kurt's eyes roll back into his head with his mouth lightly open and lips quivering in bliss.

"How could I ever want anyone but you? So fucking hot," Blaine grunted as he turned his head to the side so he could catch Kurt's earlobe between his teeth.

Kurt's entire body was tense in his arm, and his pussy walls were tightening around Blaine's fingers. It was almost impossible for him to move anymore, but he didn't want to stop because the way Kurt's body was starting to tremble and the way his hips were bucking against Blaine's body he knew that Kurt was on the edge of coming and he couldn't rob him of that.

With a twist of his elbow Blaine had his wrist angled to let the entire length of his thumb rub up Kurt's sex and his fingers go so deep into Kurt's cunt that he expressed a growl that ran down Blaine's spine. Within seconds Kurt's walls were clamming down so hard around his fingers that he couldn't do anything but curl his fingertips lightly as they were flushed in juices.

"Blaine! Oh god. Oh shit... yes," Kurt whined into his neck, Blaine watching him in the mirrors as he went cross-eyed on Blaine's shoulder.

He flicked his thumb one more time over Kurt's swollen clitoris, making the boy shiver against him. There was nothing Blaine could do but kiss down Kurt's neck as he slowly struggled to let his fingers slip free from his tight pussy. His entire hand was soaked and he had to stop himself from licking the evidence off.

"Wanna go downstairs and say goodnight to the happy couple?" He murmured as he brushed his lips against Kurt's neck.

"No. Let me suck you," Kurt groaned and licked up his neck.

"Fuck, yes. Please," Blaine choked out, surprised that Kurt would suggest it himself. He nearly grabbed around Kurt and forced him on his knees when suddenly Kurt was moving down his body himself and from one second to another Blaine's pants were open and Kurt was pulling his hard dick out of his underwear.

As if all Blaine's prayers were instantly answered, Kurt didn't waste a second to let his tongue travel from the root of Blaine's dick to his head. A heavy breath fell from Blaine's mouth and he could feel Kurt smile as he opened his mouth to let his lips slide down around Blaine's pink head to continue down around his hard shaft.

The way Kurt took him in so swiftly could easily have fooled anyone into thinking he had done it before if it wasn't for his heavy breathing through his nose. He skillfully let his tongue travel with the vein on the underside of Blaine's cock as he bobbed his head up and down.

There was no way Blaine wasn't going to enjoy the sight of the first time Kurt was sucking him off, so he let his head fall forwards – to find that Kurt wasn't going to miss the sight himself.

What he saw nearly made him crash to his knees himself. Kurt was slowly moving his glistening lips up and down around Blaine's cock while watching himself carefully in the mirror next to him. He was enjoying the sight of Blaine's dick appearing and disappearing in his own mouth in a slow motion that obviously was meant for putting on a show for himself.

"Holy shit! You fucking love it!" He exclaimed breathy and ran his fingers through Kurt's hair.

As if on cue Kurt looked up and let his big, innocent, blue eyes pierce into Blaine's just as he stiffened his tongue to let it run a little harder around the erection. His lips were almost dripping from a mix of saliva and pre-come when he made his mouth slide slowly off Blaine's head so he could swirl his tongue playfully around the swollen bulb making Blaine's balls tighten up with a fire roaming in the pit of his stomach.

His knees were weak and he had to lean forward with a hand supporting against the mirror in front of him, his eyes never leaving Kurt as he had returned his attention to watching himself play with Blaine's dick.

"I'm gonna come down your... shit – throat, baby," Blaine choked out, his voice light and struggling.

It had been months since anyone had blown him and the way Kurt was performing for him didn't exactly make it easier for him to keep it together. He wasn't going to shoot his load into Kurt's face, but Kurt just kept on licking and sucking and admiring how his mouth was so perfectly round and wet as it worked over Blaine's cock, so he didn't give him much choice.

"Kurt – fuck – now!" He groaned almost too late.

He watched as Kurt looked directly into his eyes and locked his hand around the root of his cock making Blaine's inner fire loose control and runaway in a spurt directly into Kurt's mouth, the boy swallowing and humming in joy as his fingers ran caressing through the coarse hair at the base of Blaine's dick.

He continued sucking and licking until Blaine was completely spent and limp on his tongue, before he carefully let his mouth off so he could let one last lap of his tongue run over Blaine's empty cock.

Blaine was heaving for breath with his fingers strongly locked around a handful of Kurt's locks on the back of his head. Black spots were dancing in front of his eyes and he wondered if he was going to pass out.

He didn't get to think any further about it as Kurt dragged Blaine's underwear and slacks back up so he could zip and button the black fabric as neatly as if he had been wrapping a present. He awkwardly stumbled to his feet and straightened Blaine's jacket with a smirk. Blaine was staring intently at him when he let the tip of his tongue out to sensually lick up a drop of Blaine's come that had been waiting on his red, swollen lower lip.

"Either you have done that before or you have practiced in another way, because there is no way that just popped up out of the blue," Blaine creaked out in a hoarse voice as he pulled Kurt close for a kiss.

He could taste his own come on Kurt's tongue, the liquid heavy and salty on Kurt's soft appendage that now more than ever was one of Blaine's favorite things in the world.

"That vibrator you gave me – it can be used for a lot of things," Kurt smiled and put a chaste kiss to Blaine's mouth before he turned around and started fixing his hair and clothes like he hadn't just sucked off his boyfriend in a hotel elevator.

Blaine folded his arms around Kurt's waist from behind and pressed a kiss to his neck. He could feel that Kurt stopped straightening his tie and he was clearly watching the reflection of Blaine's folded wrapped around him.

"I believe you. That you stopped Sebastian. That – you told him that you only wanna be with me," Kurt said quietly and turned around to stare into Blaine's eyes.

"I've never considered that you should have been with someone else after we officially got together. You're such a bad liar, you would never get away with it," Kurt smiled.

"And – I know that you love me. If you didn't you would never do all those things for me, and I can just... feel it when we're together."

"Kurt, I only wanna be with you. I never felt anything for Sebastian, and when he kissed me I just... panicked. Because I knew how wrong it was when I am with you, and I know how badly it would hurt you if you found out. But I could never keep it from you. Please promise me it hasn't changed anything – we can ask Sebastian to tell you what happened, if you want? I just... don't want you to doubt me," Blaine blabbered out, needing to say those things, to assure Kurt that he meant every word.

"I don't think that will be necessary. I believe you. I promise," Kurt smiled and kissed his cheek.

"And now -" he grinned and twirled around so he could press the button to the lobby.

"We're going down to congratulate the grooms so we can sneak a bunch of cake and champagne up to our room so we won't have to leave our bed all day tomorrow," Kurt said dramatically with stars in his eyes.

"I like that idea. But we really can just order roomservice, you know -" Blaine pointed out as he locked his fingers with Kurt's.

"I know. But stealing your brother's wedding cake and champagne will taste so much better because we know how much he doesn't want us to share it," Kurt declared with a devilish smirk as the elevator ding sounded and they could get out to find back to the ballroom.