Kurt drummed the fingers of one hand on the edge of the table, nursing his soft drink with the other. Right now he was regretting voicing his desire to sing a duet with Blaine, but it was something that once it was said, couldn't be taken back. Of course hedidwant to sing with Blaine, and in the heat of passion it had been easy to admit that, but now the reality of it all was setting in and he couldn't even allow himself an alcoholic drink to calm his nerves, too afraid that he might not be able to stop at only one drink once he started.

Kurt used to love performing on stage; shocking and amazing, in equal parts, unknowing audience members with his vocal range and his flexible dance moves. His performance of 'Single Ladies' was infamous at Mckinley High, and in fact entombed forever somewhere in the depths of YouTube. He must remember never to mention that to Blaine, and pray that nobody else would think to tell him about it either. He certainly didn't want to have to try and do a repeat performance of that half naked in the bedroom, which he was pretty sure he would have to do if Blaine caught sight of those particular three minutes of embarrassment.

Somehow word had got around that he'd be singing tonight. He may possibly have mentioned it to Rachel, but honestly he couldn't even believe anyone would really be that interested. He'd never been so wrong though. Rachel had managed to wrangle a night off of work, despite Kurt telling her it wasn't worth it. She'd just scoffed, promptly telling him that herself and Santana were going to be there in full force whether he liked it or not. He wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing, but he did appreciate the sentiment all the same.

Most of Blaine's college friends, who were slowly becoming Kurt's friends too, were there, as well as people he'd got to know while he was helping out with the costumes for the college production. One sweet girl, Emily, that he'd worked quite closely with during those few magical days had already been over to give him a kiss on the cheek to wish him good luck. Even Sebastian was here to watch, and Kurt found he didn't actually mind about that too much either.

As soon as Kurt had mentioned about singing with him, Blaine had been on a mission. He'd set a deadline of today, hauled out his keyboard and guitar into the living area of his apartment and any free time they had had been devoted to practicing. They'd got a bit caught up in the romance of the song a few times which had been a bit distracting and at one point Blaine had considered changing the song to something less romantic and more upbeat, just so they could hopefully get a bit more singing done in the short time they had. They both knew that wasn't realistically going to happen though and this was as much about a new stage in their relationship as it was about providing a platform for Kurt's singing.

Then there was the hysterical laughter Kurt couldn't stop when he first saw the small dance routine Blaine (ever the perfectionist) was expecting him to do on stage. Blaine had to spend a large proportion of the song at the piano, apart from a small section at the beginning, so there was a lot of Kurt moving around on his own. He wasn't sure if Blaine was annoyed that he thought the whole dance thing was funny or not, but Kurt did end up being carried into the bedroom for a serious spanking. A few hours later Kurt would have happily agreed to dance around the stage naked if Blaine had asked him to and of course the dance was still in, although thankfully, Kurt was going to be fully clothed for it.

Kurt was shaken from his thoughts, smiling as Santana and Rachel came over to join him. Blaine was about to start his set, and while Kurt had suggested they both could sing together later at the karaoke section of the evening, Blaine was having none of it. He'd insisted Kurt could come up on stage and join him for his last number of the night. More and more Kurt found himself giving in to Blaine. It often involved a blowjob or two, but it was really hard to refuse him when he asked so nicely.

Blaine's set whizzed by and Kurt began to feel a little jittery knowing that Blaine would be introducing him up on stage any time soon. He just had to remember that he wouldn't be alone up there and that he'd be doing something that somewhere deep inside him he knew he was born to do. He'd allowed himself to lose the real Kurt Hummel, and even if his career didn't take the path he'd grown up wanting, it didn't mean he had to hide himself away.

Suddenly there it was. A voice calling him up on stage. "I'm proud to introduce my amazing boyfriend, Kurt, who's going to come and join me on stage...... " Kurt's legs felt like jelly as strong hands helped him up and pushed him towards the stage. "This song we're going to sing for you tonight may be a bit of cheesy romanticism, but it's from a movie we both love..." Blaine was looking at him with sweet adoration as he stepped up to join him and his fingers began to play the opening bars of the song. Blaine was going to sing first, the first few lines without accompaniment before he sat back at the piano. Blaine rose out of his seat to hold Kurt's hand and begin the silly little dance they'd rehearsed.

Never knew I could feel like this Blaine began Like I've never seen the sky before

You could have heard a pin drop as they moved around the stage, Blaine's clear voice singing to Kurt and Kurt alone. Then Blaine moved back to the piano for Kurt's part of the song.

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place Suddenly it moves with such aperfect grace....

As soon as Kurt began singing he lost all his nerves. He'd forgotten just how much he loved being up on stage. By the end of the song they had both forgotten the audience was even there, that was until Blaine hit the final bars and everyone started clapping, and in some cases loudly cheering and whooping. Kurt sat next to Blaine on the piano stool, pressing his smiling lips against Blaine's.

To Kurt's surprise, Blaine didn't stop playing, and it wasn't until the audience had quietened down a bit that he realised it was no longer the same song. "It's okay, Kurt," Blaine said softly, "You know this one.... "

Of course he knew this song, but this wasn't a duet, it was something Kurt had sung to Blaine in the many hours they'd been rehearsing. "You'll need to stand for this," Blaine smiled. "Show us what you're made of my love." Kurt realised he was going to have to perform again, this time singing on his own. He didn't know if he could do it, but he had to because Blaine was playing the song's opening bars to one of his favourite feel good songs,I'm Still HerefromFollies.

Good times and bum times, I've seen them all And, my dear, I'm still here....

Kurt sashayed his way around the stage as his confidence grew, throwing himself into the song. Blaine's eyes met his and in silent agreement he ad-libbed the end of the song, just like they'd messed around doing in Blaine's apartment, jumping onto a chair and throwing his arms wide to sing "Kurt Hummel is here." to replace one of the original lines of the song. Oh he definitely is, Kurt thought to himself. It suddenly seemed appropriate that Blaine should have chosen this song for him to sing. He was certainly going to thank Blaine for this later.

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The whites of Kurt's knuckles showed through as he gripped tightly on to the headboard of Blaine's bed. His muscular thighs flexed as he rose up Blaine's cock, paused with a shuddery sigh, before slipping slowly back down again. Kurt wanted to make this last, savour each precious second. Blaine on the other hand was a quivering mess beneath him, desperately grabbing at the sheets to try and stop himself thrusting up into Kurt with abandon. It was Kurt's smug smile that did it as he begged for Kurt to 'damn well move faster'.

Kurt gave a gasp as Blaine shoved Kurt off of him, flipping him over onto his back in one swift movement. Blaine folded Kurt's legs against his chest, bottoming out with one desperate thrust and pausing to catch his breath. "You. Are. A. Little. Tease." Blaine panted, each word in time with the rhythmic slapping of skin as he moved in and out of Kurt's tight heat.

"Wanted to make .....oh... it last.." Kurt panted, "but don't stop."

"Couldn't ... " Blaine groaned, "even if I wanted to." He hitched Kurt's legs up higher to change the angle slightly. They knew each others bodies well enough by now and Blaine wanted to hear Kurt begging in that breathy high voice that turned him on so much.

Kurt groaned at the extra stretch on his legs. "I can see you're trying to kill me here."

"Just getting my own back..." Blaine pulled back to look at Kurt's face, "for the, well, at least twenty minutes of slow torturous fucking you were in charge of just now. I actually thought I was dying..." Blaine cut off any retort Kurt was likely to make by slamming into him, the new angle pretty perfect.

"Oh.... Blaine.." Kurt cried out, gripping his fingers into Blaine's hair as Blaine picked up speed. "Please... Please.. Oh please.."

"Please?" Blaine smiled to himself, pleased with how quickly he'd had Kurt begging.

"Okay big head," Kurt huffed. "Yes 'please'. Shut up ... and please just fuck me.."

"With pleasure." Blaine squeezed his hand between their bodies to touch Kurt's dripping cock.

"Nnggh." Kurt pulled Blaine into an open mouthed kiss, groaning loudly as he came almost immediately from Blaine's touch.

Blaine followed suit as Kurt tightened around him, collapsing on top of him without even pulling out, too exhausted to do anything else. "I'm never going to be able to move again," Blaine muttered against Kurt's neck. "We'll have to stay like this forever"

"You're crazy.." Kurt huffed, his voice breathy from Blaine's weight on top of him. He ran an affectionate hand gently down the length of Blaine's spine, stopping at the rise of his buttocks, causing a disappointed whine from Blaine.

Blaine lifted his head slightly to give Kurt a small frown. "Crazy?... Not crazy.." he pouted. "Crazy about you maybe... crazy in love with you... So much." Blaine sighed laying his head back down.

"I love you too honey," Kurt smiled. "You're everything to me..... even if you are a little crazy.." They shared few moments of comfortable silence, just the sound of their breathing filling the room. Blaine slipped out of Kurt, ignoring the mess as he just flopped back down on top of him, apparently exhausted. But Kurt knew Blaine. It never took too long for him to grow fidgety and restless, no matter how tired he was. He probably wouldn't be letting Kurt get away with just one round of magnificent sex. Not that Kurt had any objections. Blaine took him to heights he'd never been to before, time after time.

They both dozed, Kurt waking to feel the first stirrings of life between them as Blaine reached to tweak his nipple into a little soft peak. He then raised his head off of Kurt's chest to suck his other nipple into a similar state. "Hmm," Kurt hummed, "Are you going to let me fuckyouthis time? I really hope you are." he added without waiting for an answer.

"I'm really not going to turn down an offer like that, Kurt," Blaine said gravitating his hand a little further south, making Kurt gasp. He moved to kiss Kurt hungrily on the mouth, pushing his tongue against Kurt's, fighting for dominance. Kurt didn't mind, he loved it when Blaine showed how much he wanted him, plus in a minute he was planning to have him squirming and begging, just where he wanted him.

Kurt flipped Blaine on to his back without any warning. Blaine gave a shocked laugh, pulling Kurt down for more kisses, this time slow and sweet, allowing Kurt to explore his mouth at his leisure. Kurt reached for the lube blindly, keeping their eyes fixed together. He slowly worked Blaine open with careful fingers until he was a panting mess, grappling for purchase at the sheets below him.

Blaine's legs were thrown over Kurt's shoulders as Kurt pushed inside him, bottoming out in one slow long movement. "So good...," Blaine smiled as Kurt began to move. "Just... so good Kurt."

Kurt gave Blaine an evil smile before pulling out so that only the tip of his cock was inside Blaine before slamming back into him, picking up a steady relentless fast rhythm . Kurt didn't want this to be over too quickly this time though, and sensing Blaine tense slightly as his hands flew to grasp at his own hair, he slowed down to a tortuously slow pace. "Kurt..." Blaine pleaded, squeezing his legs around Kurt's shoulders. "Please just fuck me now...hard.."

"I just.... I just want to make it last." Kurt sighed. "I love being inside you, you're so.. oh god, you're so tight... so perfect."

"Let me.. Kurt, let me sit in your lap. Please?" Blaine moved his legs, sitting up and manoeuvring himself into Kurt's lap with Kurt's help, until they were sitting chest to chest, Blaine rocking small gentle movements on Kurt's cock. They sat, wrapped together, Blaine's head resting on Kurt's shoulder, enjoying the shared closeness for a while as the rocking slowly became progressively a little more frantic and desperate.

"Okay," Kurt conceded, knowing he wasn't going to last much longer, "much as I want this to last forever, I've got to be real here... just get on your hands and knees for me darling... Let's finish this in style..." Kurt giggled slightly deliriously, Blaine moving to the edge of the bed so that Kurt could enter him from standing position for a few final delicious strokes.

There was a definite need for a shower and a change of sheets before they could curl up in bed together.Soworth it though.

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When Kurt woke the next morning, despite the early hour, he knew he wasn't going to get back to sleep. He left Blaine sleeping, quietly grabbing a few clothes to put on while he made some coffee. Blaine needed his sleep. He had a full dress rehearsal for the college production today and was completely worn out with the extra work it had created on top of his already busy schedule. Kurt definitely needed to let him rest a bit longer. He was pretty sure he could have woken Blaine up with a few soft kisses and an invitation with his early morning erection, and Blaine would have been as responsive as ever, but he'd worked his socks off making Kurt's performance at the bar last night really special so he deserved what ever rest he could get.

While Kurt waited for the coffee to be ready he sat at the kitchen counter recounting the events of last night. Not the sex - although he could happily spend the whole day remembering last night in bed with Blaine - but the singing and performing, and the feeling of euphoria that was still running through his body from it. He needed to seriously re- evaluate his life and what he wanted, before hereallywas too old to pursue a career in theatre. He couldn't forget why he'd given up on his dream the first time round, and he wasn't sure if he was as strong and determined now as he had been when he was younger. Was it something he would be able to put himself through again and still be able to come out the other end intact?

If he couldn't make it in performance, maybe a career in theatrical costuming? Being involved in theatre in some way would be better than nothing, and he was actually good at dressmaking - and he did love it almost as much as performing. He definitely had some thinking to do. All he knew was that didn't want any of it without a certain curly haired man by his side. Without Blaine it would all be pretty pointless. Perhaps he had lost the single minded ambition of his teenage years, but he'd much rather have someone to share his life with than lonely success.

"I'll write a musical for you. I've loads of ideas..." Blaine wandered out of the bedroom bleary eyed. "Why aren't you in bed with me? he pouted.

Kurt looked genuinely confused. "Uh I woke up and didn't want to wake you. Um.. Have I been talking out loud out here?"

Blaine shrugged. "No... you're fine.. don't worry." He dragged himself over to sit on Kurt's lap, looping his arms around his neck tiredly. "I just know what you're probably thinking. I know how your mind works Kurt Hummel... "

"I love you." Kurt kissed Blaine's temple. He loved him in his sleepy, cuddly state. He was just so adorable.

"Good.... come back to bed with me. It's still early," Blaine pleaded.

"Coffee." Kurt gestured to where the coffee machine was now ready. "I don't think I could sleep anymore anyway, even though it is early."

"Uh huh," Blaine shook his head. "Have your coffee, then come back to bed with me. I was thinking I'd quite like to suck your dick...then maybe if there's time you could fuck me in the shower." Blaine got up off Kurt's lap, heading back to the bedroom. Kurt bounced up on his toes. Maybe coffee could wait.

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