"Oh my god... Oh my god, Kurt! Oh fuck..."

Kurt grinned down at his husband who was writhing restlessly on the bed, thrusting upward in quick motions, desperate for some friction. He reached out to run a hand over the cuffs that were holding the nurse's wrists firmly to the headboard and leaned to whisper softly in Blaine's ear.

"I thought I told you that you weren't allowed to talk."

The doctor was almost positive that the other man's eyes were currently rolling back into his head. He'd know for sure if he took the blindfold off, but that would take half the fun away. He reached out a slicked up hand and grasped Blaine's pulsating dick firmly. He watched with a smile when his husband turned white, trying so hard to keep the groan of pleasure to himself.

If he thinks that was good...

He quickly rose up and situated himself before sinking down all the way, until Blaine was completely inside of him. He moaned loudly as he settled himself down completely, then twitched his hips just right until...

"Shit! Oh, shit! Oh, Blaine!"

Even over his loud moans, he could hear Blaine's closed mouth whimper. Kurt knew that it was both killing him and turning him on ridiculously to not be able to speak. It was one of their favorite games.

He rose and lowered himself back down slowly once more, before quickly increasing his pace. All too soon, he felt himself grow achingly hard and sparks of pleasure coursed through him as his entire body began to flush pink. He reached a hand between them to touch himself and in seconds, he was seeing white and moaning Blaine's name. Hearing and feeling Kurt tip over the edge was all that Blaine needed and with Kurt's final thrust down he was coming hard, screaming out, no longer able to stay quiet.

"Fuck! Yes! Oh my god! Yes!"

They both had their eyes closed and were moaning loudly as they moved together, working their way through the high.

Sensory deprivation had quickly become a favorite addition to their sex life. The inability to see, or speak, or move increased every other sensation, and made an orgasm that much more electric and powerful... not that they really needed the help.

An added side effect though, was a heightened sense of hearing. It wasn't something either of them had thought of before though. It hadn't really affected their sex life, until today.

Just as Blaine was heaving out a contented sigh and preparing to thrust up one last time, he heard something that caused him to stop mid-motion, panic quickly rising inside.

A tiny gasp. The light plop of something soft hitting the floor.

"Kurt." He said in a low voice. He bucked upward in a desperate attempt to get his husband's attention since he didn't have the use of his hands. He got the doctor's attention alright.

"Shit, Blaine! Warn me if you're going to do something like that! I just came for christ..."

"Kurt!" He whispered harshly once more, rubbing his face frantically on the pillow next to him in an effort to remove the blindfold. He managed to push it just up enough so that he could peek out from under the black silk. He felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as he saw what he had feared.

There, standing in their doorway, were Addy and Elly. They were clutching hands and staring with wide eyes. Addy's mouth was hanging wide open and the ice cream cone she was holding was hanging precariously to the side, getting ready to fall on the floor. Elliott's had already fallen, his empty cone hanging limply from his fingers. Kurt turned around slowly, alarm quickly spreading across his face.

"Oh my god," he breathed out, snatching the comforter that had slid to the end of their bed and yanking it over them as he pulled off of Blaine.

"Please go out guys, now!" Blaine yelped out a little more harshly than he intended.

Both children seemed to be shaken out of their temporary paralysis at the shout though, and turned heel to run from the room frantically.

"Nice," Kurt sighed in irritation as he grabbed his pants from the floor, pulling them on. "Now we've traumatized them in multiple ways. Did you have to yell?" Blaine thumped his head back on the pillow.

"Can you please scold me AFTER you've uncuffed me? This position went from incredibly erotic to incredibly humiliating."

The doctor reached over to press the release, freeing Blaine to rub his wrists. The nurse hurriedly yanked the blindfold off and snatched his own pants from where they were strung across the corner of the headboard.

"I wasn't trying to yell, okay? I panicked. I was freaking out and it sounded like I was angry, but I wasn't trying to..."

Kurt looked over in sympathy and pulled his husband into a kiss.

"You're right. I'm sorry. I know you well enough by now. You totally crack in situations like this."

"I don't totally crack!" Blaine's voice cracked as he hopped on one foot for a moment, trying to pull his pants in place. He slipped on a blanket in his frantic movements though and tipped forward onto the bed with a little "Ooff!"

Kurt had to be credited for his completely straight face when Blaine righted himself.

"You're absolute right, honey. I don't know what I was thinking. You are the picture of calm."

"Shut up." Blaine blushed as he pulled a t-shirt over his head and whipped around to race after the kids.

Kurt snorted a little laugh as he followed behind.

"Soooo. Watcha doin'?" Burt snickered at them as they rushed out to the living room, looking flustered.

"I thought you were keeping them until four!" Kurt looked at his dad in exasperation.

"We were, but Addy said she missed you guys and wanted to come home early." Burt was grinning at them with absolutely no embarrassment. Carole punched him lightly in the arm.

"We did text you guys, but..." She trailed off, biting her lip.

"You were obviously preoccupied." Burt tried to look innocent, but was fooling no one.

Kurt glared at his dad, but looked in concern at Elliott and Adelaide who were curled up on their Grandparents' laps, looking a little lost and forlorn.

"Hey, are you guys okay?" Blaine asked softly as he crouched down next to them. The five-year-olds glanced at each other uncertainly. They really had no idea what to think right now. In the last few minutes they had seen Daddy Blaine tied up, Daddy Kurt playing horsey... only backward, heard both daddies saying naughty words, and then been yelled at. Their entire worlds had been turned upside down.

Now Daddy Blaine was back to his old self. Wearing clothes and looking at them with the same loving concern that they saw every day. Both kids looked back at their curly haired daddy and flung themselves into his arms. He sighed heavily as he lifted them both and settled onto the couch with both of them in his lap. Kurt turned to his dad and Carole and whispered with a red face.

"What did they say to you exactly?"

Carole snorted a laugh and Burt just grinned.

"They were a little too traumatized to speak clearly, but I think I caught 'Where were daddies' pants?'"

Blaine blushed brightly then, refusing to look over at his in-laws, as Kurt sank down next to him with a groan.

"Daddy?" Kurt jerked his head up at Elliott's timid voice. He reached out his arms and the small boy quickly climbed into his father's lap.

"Hey, little monster." Kurt snuggled him close.

"What were you and daddy doing?"

Addy and Elly looked at their fathers intently, still feeling scared and incredibly uncertain. Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and turned white. Carole and Burt leaned into each others' shoulders and shook with laughter.

Kurt looked at his father and whispered in a panicked voice. "What do we say?"

Burt shrugged with another grin. "The truth with as little detail as possible."

Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but Kurt turned to him quickly.

"Honey? God, you know I love you but... don't you think it might be best if I handled this?"

Blaine looked offended but clamped his mouth shut and raised his eyebrows at Kurt, showing him to go ahead.

"Okay, Addy? Elly? Instead of me just telling you, do you, uh, have anything specific you want to ask me? Um, about what you saw?" The two children looked at him seriously. All four adults seemed to think this was a pretty big deal. They were starting to get nervous. It had to be something bad...

"Don't you love daddy anymore?" Addy clung desperately to Blaine's neck and looked at Kurt with wide, tear filled eyes. The doctor only felt shock.

"Why would you think... Addy, of course I love daddy! Very much!"

"Then why did you have him all locked up?"

Burt and Carole were turning red in an effort to not laugh out loud.

"I-I..." Kurt stuttered for a moment. Blaine wanted to disappear. The doctor took a deep breath. "We were just playing a game, honey. Like when you guys play cops and robbers with Uncle Puck and he puts you in jail. He's not really doing anything mean to you. It's pretend... for fun."

Addy looked surprised but satisfied at this answer. She said a small 'oh' and settled back onto Blaine's chest. The nurse smiled at her and kissed her head.

"Why were you guys saying those naughty words though?" Elliott asked in confusion. "We get into trouble when we say anything like that."

"And why weren't you wearing any pants?" Addy piped up.

"And why were you sitting on top of Daddy Blaine like that?" Elly questioned.

Kurt and Blaine were looking back and forth between the kids as they shot out their questions, looking more and more overwhelmed by the moment.

Burt and Carole were almost falling off the couch in laughter by this point.

"Look, here's what you guys need to know," Kurt cleared his throat. "Daddy and I love each other. When people love each other they like to be close to each other. You see daddy and I kissing and holding hands all the time. It's like that."

"So, when you love someone you don't wear pants and say naughty words to each other?" Addy asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"Sweetie," Blaine spoke up then. "When you are grown up, you will do different kinds of things with people you love... to show them you love them. You don't need to understand all of the details right now. Just now that daddy and I love each other so very much. Anything special we do together, including what you saw, is just a way to say I love you."

Both kids nodded in understanding then, seeming like they finally grasped what was going on. Kurt took his husband's hand and squeezed it with an apologetic grin.

"I'll never doubt your ability to handle a sticky situation again, honey," he whispered.

Blaine shot him a look that clearly said, 'Damn Straight!'

The children hugged their fathers happily and both men practically sagged with relief.

Elliott surprised them though, by hopping off of his father's lap and quickly running down the hall. He came back moments later with something clasped in his hands. He went directly to Burt and handed over the handcuffs.

"You love Grandma. You should show her, Grandpa. You can take daddy's toy and go play cops and robbers too."

Burt and Carole paled, suddenly not finding this nearly as amusing.

Kurt and Blaine threw their heads back in laughter.