”Did Simon put you up to that?" Kurt demanded. "I know he has these crazy ideas for publicity, but seriously?" The cheerful demeanor had remained in place until the "Do Not Disturb" sign hung on the outside of the hotel door and the dead bolt clicked locked.

"I...uh," Blaine stammered. "Simon from production?" He was supposed to be interrogating Kurt, not the other way around.

"No, Simon Cowell from American Idol. Of course I mean Simon from the crew. I cant believe you asked who tops. You do realize half the audience had phones out and that question is on youtube by now."

Blaine hadnt considered that his moment of temporary insanity would live forever on the internet. 

"If Im in trouble," Kurt poked his finger against Blaines chest with each word, "then youre in trouble, mister. I may need to do some damage control." 

"Hey," Blaine said, "youre not the only one annoyed here. What was all that about in the shower?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Connor and Kevin get it on in the shower. They put us in flesh colored underwear, but the fabric got too dark from the water and showed through the opaque glass. Costuming gave up and had us get naked."

"What exactly were you doing while naked in the shower with my brother?"

Kurt backed him against the wall and hitched Blaines leg over his hip. "I had him up against the shower door, one hand in his hair and one on his ass." Kurt ran his fingers through the dark curls and pulled Blaine closer. He thrust against Blaine, grinding their hips together. "Then I spun him around and I fucked him against the wall with the hot water beating down on us."

Blaines dick throbbed in his costume. "Im a huge fan of Kevin. Madly in love with him. I fantasize about him all the time." Blaine didnt mention that he mostly fantasized about Kevin telling Connor to fuck off, but whatever.

"Well, Kevin wouldnt put up with getting asked embarrassing questions." Kurt began peeling the costume off of Blaine, tossing the pieces on the floor. Blaine fumbled with the buttons of Kurts shirt.

"Really? What would Kevin do about it?" Blaine asked. He finally got the shirt off and Kurt shimmied out of his pants and underwear. He was being so hot and distracting that Blaine almost forgot he was supposed to be asking questions.

"Kevin would do this." Kurt backed Blaine up to the bed, pushing him on it when his knees hit. Blaine scooted on to the bed and Kurt followed, crawling up his body, straddling his shoulders, sliding his dick between Blaines lips.

Blaine moaned and Kurt thrust a little deeper. Helpless to do anything else, Blaine relaxed his throat and sucked, swallowing around the head of Kurts cock. Kurt ran his fingers up and down Blaine's arms, scratching lightly at the skin.

"Then Kevin would distract the offender so he could incapacitate him.”

Blaine wanted to run his fingers over Kurts hips, but his arms wouldnt move more than a few inches. Twisting to the side, Blaine saw his wrists tied to the slat in the headboard with a light weight scarf. When had that happened and why did Kurt have a scarf in San Diego in summer? 

"Hey," Blaine protested, pulling on the restraints.

"Youre getting the full Kevin experience. And Kevin gets what he wants when he wants it." Kurt kept his dick just out of reach of Blaines mouth. 

It took willpower not to strain up and try to lick it. Only the certainty that Kurt would pull back kept him still. 

"And what I want is for you to suck on my dick till I come in your mouth." Kurt ran his fingers through Blaines hair. "If you do a good job, Ill suck you off. If you dont, Ill leave you tied up all night."

Blaine closed his eyes and panted. Kurt would do it, too. They didnt play these kind of games often but when they did, Kurt would usually be the one to take the more aggressive role. The thought of Kurt getting off and leaving him aching was maddening, but he was so turned on that he didnt care. "Please," Blaine begged. 

"Good boy." 

Blaine relaxed his jaw and Kurt pushed inside, fucking his mouth. He pushed in over and over and over. Blaine kept sucking and moaning, thrusting up into the empty air, desperately wanting to get Kurt off so Kurt would get him off. He couldnt remember the last time hed needed to come so badly.

Kurt pulled out and sat back on his heels, his ass barely grazing Blaines chest. 

"Wha-" Blaine whimpered.

"Shush." Kurt placed a finger over Blaines lips. "The only thing I want you doing with that lovely mouth of yours is sucking on my dick."

Blaine nodded. Hed agree to anything.

Kurt scooted down, placing kisses here and there, sucking hickies and not touching Blaine's dick. He turned around, nibbling on Blaines hip and maneuvered so he could thrust in and out of Blaines mouth. Kurt tongued the slit with a light, teasing touch. Groaning, Blaine tried to beg for more.

"You want something, sweetheart?" Kurt asked, his voice remarkably normal for someone getting a blow job. Blaine wanted to scream in frustration.

"Ill take that as a yes." 

Wet heat engulfed Blaine and Kurts hands kneaded the globes of his ass. If felt like Kurt was trying to suck his soul out through his dick. After being on the edge for what felt like an eternity, Blaine came so hard he whited out for a moment. The only thing keeping him anchored to the world was Kurts body as pleasure fired across his nerves. Kurts dick pulsed inside his mouth and Blaine swallowed him through his orgasm. 

Kurt slumped to the side, his head on Blaines hip. Blaines softening dick twitched against Kurts cheek. "So thats how Kevin deals with stupid questions," Kurt said with a laugh. He sat up and flopped against Blaines chest. He lazily reached up and undid the knots. Blaine immediately wrapped his arms around Kurt. 

"I should ask stupid questions more often." 

"For the record, Kevin may fuck your brains out your ears after asking stupid questions, but Kurt gets pissed."

They lay curled together, their breathing and heart rates slowly returning to normal. Blaine wanted nothing more than to pull the blankets up and go to sleep.

The ding of an incoming text broke the silence. Kurt dragged himself off of Blaine and picked up his phone. "Oh my god," Kurt squealed. "Your brother is my favorite person in the entire universe."

Blaine tried to muster up the energy to get angry at his brother, but his brain hadnt started working yet. What had Mister Wonderful done now? 

"Theres going to be a Dr. Horribles Sing Along Sing Along tonight and their doing it Rocky Horror style with live cast in front of the screen. Coopers playing Captain Hammer and Zooey Deschanel is Penny. He said I can be a groupie! I get to meet Zooey and be on stage with her.

"Awesome," Blaine said trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. Cooper gets to play an asshole superhero and Kurt gets to fawn all over him. 

Kurt kissed Blaines temple. "Ive got to clean up." 

Blaine lay on the bed, listening to Kurt sing in the shower. They wouldnt show face fucking in a non-porn. Or sixty-nine. Right? Instead of tying Kurt up and getting some answers, hed gotten tied up and had more questions than he started with.

The sex had been crazy hot, but. 

Worst. Interrogation. Ever.