Cooper stood, leaning against a tree, a few crispy leaves clinging to the empty branches. He could barely see the castle towers over the walls. Shit. Now what? His gaze drifted from one side of the corridor to the other. Which way? He closed his eyes in frustration and rubbed at his temples. Several deep breaths later, he felt a little calmer. A cooling breeze brought relief to his sweaty skin and the sound of voices. Female voices. 

The two girls! He ran towards the sound on the balls of his feet trying to stay as quiet as possible. If he could get close enough to grab one, then he could force her to tell him how to get to the castle. The idea of threatening a girl was completely repellant to him, but he swallowed the feeling down. Those so-called girls were either goblins or working for the goblin or both. And he could threaten someone for Blaine. Even a girl. 

A loud moan echoed through the maze and he slowed down. One of them might be hurt and that would make it easier to catch her. More moans followed by a loud grunt. They were on the other side of the wall. He was certain. Cooper tiptoed towards the opening. He slowly slid his head around the corner and nearly fell over. 

It wasn't the two girls he'd seen before, it was two different girls. And they were rolling around on the ground. He didn't think they were technically having sex, but-oh god-was it ever hot. Cooper's mouth fell open. They looked to be about Blaine's age and he knew it was wrong to keep staring. He couldn't pull his eyes away for more than a few seconds. Why were they dressed like cheerleaders? This was almost exactly the sort of thing he fantasized about in high school. Except in high school, the girls were always in his bedroom and not a decaying maze.

The blonde girl stopped sucking on the other girl's neck long enough to say, “Are you going to stand there and watch? It's kind of rude.”

“The castle,” Cooper stammered. “I-I need to get to the castle.”

“One of the doors will lead you to the castle. One leads to certain death,” the dark hair girl smirked. 

“Which is the one to the castle?” he asked. 

“That one,” both girls said at the same time, pointing to a different one.

Cooper would have rolled his eyes, but that would have meant looking away from where the blonde had her hand down the other girl's panties. The bitchy girl moaned, thrusting her hips. “You could join us, you know,” she purred. “Britt's bi and I may be a lesbian, but your sexy enough to make an exception for.”

“Mmmm, Santana,” Britt said, “Want to watch him fuck you.”

Cooper whimpered. If there had ever been a time in his life to channel his inner porn star, this was it. He'd been getting hard since he'd poked is head around the corner. His dick liked the idea of joining the two girls. It *really* liked the idea.”

“What's it going to be, Romeo?” Santana asked. “Me and Britt don't put on free shows. Either join in or go away so we can gets our sweet lady kisses on.”

Cheerleaders. 

Cooper tried to push past that. 

Cheerleaders who wanted to have sex with him.

Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. He had to go get Blaine.

He smiled at Brit. “Why did you tell me to take the door on the left?”

“Because you love your baby birdy even if you wished him away.”

“Brittany!” Santana hissed. 

Cooper had no way of knowing if she was telling the truth. Santana sounded more angry than turned on when she'd said the other girl's name. 

Left it is.

He stepped over the girls with a long backwards glance and went through the door Brittany had pointed to. The instant he placed his foot over the threshold, he realized there was no ground and he fell. 

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Kurt returned to the studio with supplies in under two minutes. Blaine had taken his shirt off and folded it. His hands were on the button of the jeans. “You aren't naked,” Kurt said. He set the towels, oil, and lube next to one of the mirrored walls and dragged a couple of maps over. He stacked the mats one on top of the other and lay three towels over them.

“Neither are you,” Blaine said, playfully. 

Kurt smirked. “Oh, I'm getting naked.” He stripped off his clothes and tossed them in a pile. Kurt wanted to laugh at himself. Taking proper care of his clothes was always a priority and now he couldn't care less if they got wrinkled. 

Wrapping his arms around Blaine felt like coming home, especially with all that warm skin pressed up against him. Kurt leaned down and kissed him, sliding his tongue into the wet heat of Blaine's mouth. 

Blaine moaned into the kiss. His cock stirred, leaking on Kurt and making his resolve to ease the boy into sex harder to stick to. Kurt backed Blaine up to the mats. “Lay down on your stomach, baby.”

One more kiss, and Blaine lay down, shifting around for a moment before settling. Kurt poured oil over his hands and rubbed them together to warm it. He straddled Blaine, sitting on his thighs. “Comfy?” Kurt asked.

“Mmmhmm.”

Kurt glided his hands over Blaine's back, spreading the oil around. He leaned forward until he lay along Blaine's back, sliding up and down to rub the oil in with his chest. It was a crap in terms of actual massage, but if the whimpers and wiggling were any indication, Blaine didn't care. Kurt's dick slid along the slippery skin. pressed between their two bodies. 

He eventually sat back and made a half hearted attempt at providing a massage. Kurt focused on Blaine's ass, working his palms over the muscles, pulling the cheeks apart and running his thumbs along the inside, almost but not quite touching the pink opening. 

“Kurrrt,” Blaine whined, “if you keep doing that I'm gonna come and I want your fingers inside me first.”

“Get up on your knees and elbows and spread your legs,” Kurt said. His wiped his oil covered hands on a towel and coated his fingers in lube. “Relax for me baby. This will probably feel weird and burn a little at first, but I swear I will make it good for you. And we aren't going to have anal sex right now. We can later, but fingers only till I tell you different.”

He started slowly, running the pad of one finger over the puckered entrance . Blaine immediately tensed. “I need you to relax or it'll hurt. And I promised it wouldn't.”

Blaine took several deep breaths and his muscles unclenched. Kurt stroked over his hole in a circular motion, slowly working his way to the center. Oh so carefully, he wiggled the tip of his finger in. 

Kurt wanted to die. Blaine was so tight, clamped around his finger. He would come the instant he thrust his dick inside if he didnt have a few more orgasms first. Kurt kissed along Blaine's spine, trying to distract him as he slowly pressed his finger in deeper, inch by inch. 

He moved it in a circle to stretch the ring of muscles and then pulled it out and pushed back in. Blaine's body accepted the intrusion and it wasn't long before Kurt removed his finger completely and replaced it with two. In the mirror, Blaine's eyes fluttered closed and he bit his lip as he moaned.

Kurt could get a better angle with two fingers. He thrust them in as far as they could go and felt for Blaine's prostate. Blaine wailed when he found it. 

“Good, baby?”

“Jesus, fuck, shit!” Blaine panted. “So good.”

“Wait till I use three,” Kurt whispered. 

He alternated between scissoring his fingers, opening Blaine, getting him ready for more and stroking his prostate. 

Kurt's dick leaked all over Blaine's hip and down his leg. He wanted to come all over that beautiful skin. Adding a third finger made everything more intense. Blaine clamped around his fingers with every thrust. If he hand't promised, Kurt would pull his fingers out, shove his dick in, and fuck Blaine through the floor. 

Blaine's breathing sped up and he tensed. He came with a shudder, tightening rhythmically around Kurt's fingers. Kurt enjoyed every sound as he stoked him through it. Blaine slowly sank forward until he lay flat on the towel covered mat. Kurt followed him down and slid against Blaine's body, thrusting a few times and coming on his back.

They lay on the mat, Kurt wrapping his arms around Blaine, the fading spasms of his orgasm tingling pleasantly through his body. He should get up and check on Cooper, but he didn't want to move.