Now that he was inside, it should have been easy. Cooper had been good at puzzle mazes as a kid, but it was different when you could see the whole layout from above instead of just the options in front of him. 

The maze was so stupid. The more he tried to head in the direction of the castle, the further away he was lead by the twists and turns of the walls. If they didnt look so crumbly, hed try climbing up on one and seeing if he could get a better vantage point. After he passed what he suspected was the same fountain full of dark, murky water for the fourth time, he wanted to scream. If he ever got his hands on that goblin bastard, hed strangle him. This whole situation was bullshit. 

Cooper stopped in the middle of the path, debating which way to try next. Blaine was counting on him. He had to be smart for Blaine. Cooper knew he wasnt brilliant. But he didnt have to be brilliant. Just smart enough to get to his brother.

He started going through a list of TV and movie characters. What would Indiana Jones do? Shoot the asshole. Han Solo? Shoot the asshole. Jayne Cobb? Shoot the asshole. Wash? Get Zoe to shoot the asshole. Ugh. He needed a gun. Patting down his pockets, he found the pen and the highlighter he'd been using to make notes on the script. No cell phone, but he doubted hed get reception. And he had no idea where he was so it wasnt like he could call for help anyway. 

Bad-ass heroes werent helping. What about someone who was lost? The kid from The Shining had snow to mark his path. Tom Saywer had string...that was it! He could use the pen to leave marks on the ground and walls so he could backtrack if he wasn't going the right way. 

Cooper drew an arrow on the ground pointing the direction he chose when he came to the next fork in the path. He finally felt like he was making some progress. 

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Kurt sent Blaine off with Sam to the enormous bathroom off the dance studio and then conjured a globe saying, “Show me Cooper.” Blaine's brother had taken to drawing marks on the ground to help him navigate the maze. 

That. Little. Cheater. 

“Rachel. Quinn,” Kurt called. “I have something for you to do.” The two goblins appeared a moment later. “Cooper isn't playing fare. Go do something about it.”

“Do what exactly?” Rachel asked. 

“I don't care. I don't want him reaching the castle. Ever. Do this for me and we'll put on Wicked. Rachel, you can be Elphaba and you,” he gestured to Quinn, “can be Galinda.”

Rachel blinked. “Well okay then. Let's go, Quinn. We have an actor to stop.” Rachel dragged Quinn out of the room. “You're going to play the wizard,” Rachel called over her shoulder. 

“Fine,” Kurt grumbled. Anything that kept Cooper busy and freed him up to see naked Blaine in the shower.

The bathroom off the dance studio was enormous. It contained a sauna which could easily hold twenty, more if your weren't overly concerned about personal space and a jacuzzi large enough for an orgy. The water was always at the perfect temperature with a variety of bubble bath and bath salts waiting to be dumped in. 

Kurt slid into the bathroom, disappointed when he realized Blaine was already out of the shower and standing in the middle of the room with an uncertain expression on his face. He couldn't see if Blaine was hard, the towel wrapped around his waist covered his dick. But he was a teenager, so despite the spectacular orgasm he'd experienced, it had been at least fifteen minutes and Blaine definitely stared while Kurt stripped off his clothes. 

“So,” Kurt drew out the word while walking forward until he stood in the boy's personal space, “I want to eat you alive. Should I have you boiled or steamed?”

Blaine took a step back and let out an, “Eep!”

Kurt moved closer until their chests were touching and smirked. “I mean, I have a jacuzzi and a sauna. Either way, I want to blow you.”

“Okay?” Blaine's eyes were huge.

“I don't want you passing out so how about the tub first?” Kurt suggested, running his fingers up Blaine's arm. Blaine nodded and slowly dropped the towel. Perfect, thought Kurt. Blaine's dick curved towards his stomach, moisture glistening at the tip. "Sit on the edge and lay back on the towel," Kurt said as he stepped into the water. It was a little awkward standing on the floor of the tub and leaning over Blaine. As he slid his lips around Blaine's dick and Blaine moaned, all thought's of personal discomfort fled.

Kurt loved the way Blaine's muscles flexed under his fingertips. The boy was too sexy for words, moaning every time Kurt gave a particularly hard suck, arching his back when Kurt ran his nails down Blaine's chest, whimpering in the back of his throat when Kurt swirled his tongue around the tip of Blaine's cock. 

He pulled off long enough to say, “I can deep throat so don't worry about thrusting.”

Blaine nodded and the most obscene noise came out of Blaine's mouth. Kurt was so hard it hurt. He tightened his grip on Blaine's hips resisting the temptation to wrap his hand around his dick and stroke himself until he had an orgasm. If he was remotely receptive to the idea, Kurt wanted Blaine to make him come.

Kurt was surprised at how quickly Blaine's breathing became short pants and the boy spurted into his mouth. He swallowed Blaine through his orgasm only pulling off when Blaine whimpered, “Too much.”

He slid up Blaine's body and pulled him into the tub positioning them on the bunch so he had his back to Blaine's chest. “I want you to make me come,” Kurt whispered between kisses.

“I don't know what to do,” Blaine said.

“Do you ever masturbate?” Blaine nodded. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hand and wrapping it around his dick, helping Blaine to stroke him. “Then show me how you touch yourself.” That was all the encouragement Blaine needed. He started off slow and increased his speed as Kurt began breathing harder.

Blaine asked, "What can I do to make it better?"

Kurt twisted his head to the side. "Bite my neck. Please."

Leaning forward, Blaine opened his mouth and bit down without slowing the movement of his hand.

"Harder," Kurt begged. Blaine increased the pressure of his teeth. "Harder, harder, harder." Blaine sucked while he bit, licking over the skin of Kurts neck. "Just like that."

Kurt tried to hold still. He knew Blaine wasnt ready for anything too advanced and he didnt want to scare the boy away. If this was any indication, sex with Blaine would be amazing. A few more strokes of the boys hand and Kurt came so hard his vision whited out.

Kurt sat there, Blaines mouth gently sucking on his neck, an arm wrapped around his chest. This was what Kurt wanted. Forever. 

"We should get out and dry off," Kurt said eventually. He didnt want his skin to wrinkle and hed need to do something with his hair or it would be impossible. 

"Dont want to move," Blaine mumbled, hugging Kurt tighter. 

"Baby, I want to fuck you when youre ready and thats not going to work in the jacuzzi.  I want the first time to be somewhere a little more comfortable."

"You can fuck me anywhere you want."

"You realize youre giving me carte blanche." Blaine had no idea all the things Kurt wanted to do to him.

"I trust you."

"Thats so fucking hot," Kurt breathed.

Blaine snorted. "You dont have to do that," he said. "I know what this is. Its fun for you while you wait to see if Cooper can get me back. I know this isnt love or forever or anything like that."

Kurt turned to face Blaine. "Its not love," he admitted, "but I think it could be. You would be so easy to love. Im tempted to tie Cooper up and leave him outside the maze until thirteen oclock so I can keep you forever find out exactly how long it takes to fall in love with you."

Blaines jaw dropped. "Youre serious."

"Baby, I wont lie to you. Especially about something like this."

"Ill stay as long as I can," Blaine said.

Kurt wanted to break into song. It was a bit too soon to start belting out "Crazy in Love." Maybe he should start with "Be My Baby."

Blaine smiled shyly and Kurts heart melted into a puddle. He hadnt agreed to forever, yet, but it was a start. Kurt would convince Blaine to stay. No way in hell was he letting Blaine go without a fight. The temptation to speed the clock up warred with wanting Blaine to want to stay. Hed have to distract Cooper until Blaine was his. 

They finally climbed out of the jacuzzi. Kurt watched as Blaine dried his hair, all that beautiful skin on display begging to be touched and kissed and marked with hickies.

Fucking with Cooper or fucking Blaine? It wasnt a contest. Hed have to get someone else to distract Cooper. And Kurt knew just the goblin for the job.