So I wrote this a really long time ago and figured I would share it any way. Its my first fic so please be kind. Mostly Klaine, with some Brittana for good measure. Rated M for Smut, language, and Drunk teens. Its seriously sooo long, still not sure whether to continue or not.

anywayys enjoy :)

Don't own glee or any of its Characters.

xx roamb

Warbler practice was as boring as ever. Even staring at Blaine's luscious lips and thinking about what the lovely things that mouth could do couldn't keep Kurt's interest (mainly because those lips were yet again hogging all the solos). When the song finished Blaine beamed as the room exploded in a chorus of "Great job Blaine!" "That was amazing" "—so Hot!" That caught Kurt's attention and he quickly scanned the room for the culprit: It was Thad. Thad met Kurt's eyes and blushed. Kurt really hoped he looked like he didn't care because a sudden rush of possessiveness and jealousy surged through with full force.

He suddenly felt eyes on him and turned to see Blaine looking at him with wide eyes and a bright smile and Kurt was vaguely reminded of a puppy, and his heart melted a little. Then he was reminded of how annoyed he was with said puppy when Blaine jumped off the table he had managed to jump on despite David's attempt to push them against the wall and out of the way.

He looked down at my phone counting the minutes until He would meet up with Brittany and Santana. It was Friday and He asked the girls over for an emergency lady chat. It was strange how close they had become, but when the girls came to him about their relationship, they immediately latched on to each other for support; right now he really needed their help. When he was done calculating that in thirty minutes he would surely be reunited with his girls he looked up and was met with Blaine's concerned eyes.

Blaine plopped down in the spot next to him (he had been sitting there before he broke out into another, ANOTHER Katy Perry number) and put his hand on Kurt's thigh. This was nothing new but still a flush crept its way across Kurt's porcelain features when that gesture brought images to his mind of Blaine's hand moving just a few inches north of where his hand was placed.

"You okay Kurt you seem a little out of it—"

"KURT, OH GOD KURT!" Blaine was interrupted when an even more concerned blonde girl in a cheerleading uniform burst through the room crying and searching frantically for the brunette boy who shot up immediately and rushed towards the girl.

"Brittany honey, what's wron-" He too was cut off by Brittany who rushed into his arms wrapping her legs around his waist and hiding her face in the crook of his neck. Kurt let out a small "oomf" upon contact and wrapped his arms around the slender girl. Brittany's attempt to explain was muffled by Kurt's neck and her loud sobs, so she could only successfully get out something that sounded like "yuuurr oohkmff." Kurt brought his hand up to her shoulder and gently pulled her away from his neck without dethatching her limbs completely and rubbed her back.

"What? Boo I couldn't hear you, what's wrong"

"It's just that," Brittany began as she planted kisses all over Kurt's face. "I was so worried," kiss "but you're okay Kurt" kiss "You're okay!" with that she captured his lips making Kurt giggle into the kiss. "of course-mmf. Of course I'm okay-mmf Brit, why wouldn't I be?" Kurt asked in between heated kisses (on Brittany's part). Brittany took the opportunity while Kurt was talking to slip her tongue in his month deepening the kiss. To say that silence filled the room was an understatement. Silence wrapped around each warbler and suffocated them as they all watched with a mixture of shocked and amused faces. Nick mumbled "Get some" resulting in a glare from Blaine when the blonde tightened her hold on the countertenor and moaned in his mouth; and Kurt was kissing back? Kurt became embarrassed by the moan and attempted to pull away, but a reluctant Brittany bit down on his bottom lip as he pulled away and sucked on it.

"HUMMEL!" a voice broke the silence like a rock through glass and a Latina girl burst through the room with a bat and a sexy nurse uniform? "Brittany honey let go of his lips and get down," the girl said pulling on the blondes arm. Brittany reluctantly let go of Kurt's bottom lip with a parting nibble and jumped down with a pout. "But his dolphin kisses are so sweet." She mumbled to herself. Wes and David shared confused glances as David mouthed "Dolphin kisses?" Wes shrugged and both boys turned to a stunned Blaine who shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the scene in front of him. Kurt's momentary look of relief was replaced by a smirk and his trademark raise of an eyebrow.

"Really Tana?" He said eyeing her outfit.

"Shut it lady, I was getting shit done when Brittany came to me hysterical and screaming about how we had to come save you. And what are you staring at?" she concluded pointing her bat at a bewildered Nick who's eyes had shifted from the kissing duo to Santana's chest, along with the rest of the warblers, save for Blaine, Thad and Jeff who were all still staring at Kurt. (Well, Blaine and Jeff stared at Kurt; Thad stared at Blaine staring at Kurt.)

"Nothing, just, nothing." Nick let out a shaky breath then bit his lip.

Santana reverted her attention back to Kurt who was now down in front of Brittany (she sat in Kurt's previous spot next to Blaine who was still staring at Kurt with slightly darker eyes, Santana noted.) Kurt rubbed soothing circles on Brittany's knee trying to make eye contact with her. "Brittany, why were you so worried? Why did you need to save me?" Kurt asked softly while he brought his hand up to cup her cheek and gently forced her to look at him. The blondes blue eyes widened and filled with fresh tears as she grasped Kurt's hands and broke in to uncontrollable sobs trying to recant something about "puck, Lauren and Garblers." Then she pointed an accusatory finger at Blaine then the counsel desk. Blaine now stared at Brittany, bringing his hands up to his rapidly heating cheeks.

"Tana what is she getting at?" Kurt asked standing up. Brittany turned to Blaine and buried her face in his neck as she wrapped her arms around his shoulder and continued sobbing. Not knowing what to do, Blaine attempted to sooth the girl by patting her awkwardly on the arm that stretched across his chest. Blaine had met the New Direction once on Valentine's Day but hadn't really gotten a chance to get to know them enough to feel comfortable about his current position. Santana let out a sigh and pointed her bat at Trent motioning for him to move out of his current spot on the couch. Trent hastily grabbed his things and moved to the other side by Nick and Jeff.

"Sit." She told Kurt as she pushed him down onto the couch and sat on his lap and lacing their fingers together with one hand and loosely holding on to the bat in the other.

"From what I could get out of Brittany, they were in glee and Sam, having got a slushy facial that day, walked in talking about how badly his face would break out from the syrup. So Brittany told them about how you always knew how to help us whenever we all got slushied because of your emergency moisturizing kit in your locker" Kurt smiled and winked at Brittany who had finally stopped sobbing and was now laying her head on Blaine's shoulder, whose discomfort grew exponentially now that the blonde was playing with his tie and caressing his chest; The blonde smiled back and sniffled. "So if I recall this correctly," Santana continued looking over at Brittany for confirmation, " Puck responded to this by saying he was sure you had a new kit for the special kind of facial you get here with the garblers?"

Wes seethed "Warblers, we're the Wablers." He corrected

"Bite me! It's Mama Tana's story time so I'll fucking tell it as I please. Anyways, am I right Britt?" she asked waiting for Brittany's small nod to continue as if the outburst never happened. Some stifled laughter was heard, but mainly the warblers looked scandalized that the New Directions would think such a thing of them. Kurt just nodded seemingly unfazed by where this story was headed. He knew very well what to expect of Noah Puckerman, so he just gazed expectantly at the Latina. "So anyways, Brittany was confused because she didn't know they had a spa at Dalton," Now more laughter was heard as the warblers became more intrigued with the story.

"Puck of course took it upon himself to explain just exactly what kind of facial he meant, and assumed you were probably being pounded by the hobbit over the counsel desk." Wes, David, and Thad quickly backed away from the desk as if it had burned their skin and rushed over to where Trent was standing.

All the warblers stared from Santana to Kurt, to Blaine, to the desk and back to Kurt with smirks on their faces. All the warblers except Blaine of course who had turn a deep shade of red, embarrassed both by the what Santana said and the fact that Brittany's touch was now further down over his belt buckle. He stared steadily at the hardwood floor that was so important. Really, who polished this floor it's so shiney!

Kurt snorted and muttered "Of course Puck would assume a bottom out of me." All eyes now settled on Kurt. They all knew him to be shy and uncomfortable with this kind of stuff, wasn't he? He always seemed to blush fiercely whenever they talked about sex during lunch. He never commented when they asked him questions just smiled politely and stuffed more of his salad in his mouth. Now he was talking so freely about being a bottom; It was safe to say The Kurt that sat before them now was unrecognizable.

Kurt knew he was throwing the warblers for a loop. He knew how he behaved every time the warblers talked about sex. What they didn't understand was that most of those times he would start envisioning doing all those things to Blaine or Blaine to him, he would have to stuff his mouth because he never trusted what he would say when his train of thought went in that direction.

He acted like he had no idea what he was doing during the "Animal" performance because he figured they would all stop trying to drag him into the discussions if he seemed physically uncomfortable with the idea of being sexy all together, which only backfired because then he found himself in his room alone with Blaine pressing the issue and all he could think of was fucking Blaine right on that chair so he freaked and made him leave so he could take care of himself.

It wasn't a lie all together, though. He was more interested in the romance of it and he would much rather have a fairytale relationship then whatever puck does, but he's also a teenage boy—enough said; and could you blame him if Blaine was ridiculously attractive?

He thought he could have a relationship with Blaine, but after the gap attack all of that was shot to hell. So he settled with lusting after him every once in a while. He had a slight suspicion that his talk with Blaine led to the awkward yet touching "sex talk" with his father Though he was sure people who were "just friends" didn't do that (He wasn't even sure boyfriends did that) he was glad Blaine didn't press the issue any longer.

Santana smirked when she saw the room's reaction to what he said. Not only did she like the attention, but Kurt told her about what the boys presumed of him and like shaking things up a bit. Plus, Kurt didn't seem to mind and when he didn't avert his gaze she took it as a sign to continue, only she decided to spice it up a bit.

"I know Hummel" She said scooting more towards his knee so she could place her hand on the crotch of his pants when she said, "I've tried to tell them about how big your dick is, and how any guy would be lucky to be pounded by this—" she paused to stare at his crotch "—beautiful—" another pause "but they weren't having it."

Jeff, who took that exact moment to try and sneak a sip of Nick's water nearly choked to death and shot a stunned look at Kurt and the hand that rested on said dick. The rest of the warbler's jaws hit the ground and they too stared at Santana's hand. Brittany giggled, and nodded her head and Blaine stared at Santana's hand with pupils so blown with lust the color practically disappeared. He licked his lips and looked up to find Santana shooting a knowing glance his way did she just mouth "wanky?" and quickly crossed his legs because what the actual fuck was going on?

He couldn't even think of Kurt in that way. Sure he thought Kurt was attractive, especially when he dressed in his normal fashion, like the day all the warblers went to the movies and Kurt wore those really, really, tight jeans and low V-neck shirt and all he could think of was fucking him senseless in the bathroom stall or back row of the theater, wherever, he wanted in on dat ass, but after the incident in Kurt's room he made sure to back off. He didn't want to push Kurt because he really did care about him, and Kurt deserved better. Right now, he wasn't sure what to think and Santana's hand was still on Kurt's fucking dick and Kurt made no motion to remove it or even at least look somewhat affronted by it.

"He's hot isn't he?" Brittany whispered in his ear as her hand found his growing erection and gave it a little squeeze.

Blaine bit back a whimper and looked to make sure no one saw the little exchange only to lock eyes with Kurt's who was smiling innocently as he had no idea the effect this conversation had on him.

Seriously, what the fuck?

The other warblers were also having a hard time digesting what was happening before them, because here was self-proclaimed "baby penguin" Kurt with two really hot girls (who both had on uniforms that had all the straight guys drooling. Seriously what kind of show was Mckinley running, because they were pretty sure these girls just came from SCHOOL.) all over him like it was no big deal.

Kurt caught on to what Santana was doing and took a moment to think about what an interesting turn of events had taken place. This was so much better than swaying in the background behind Blaine; Blaine, who was looking at him like he was good enough to eat.

"That still doesn't explain the hysteria that was ten minutes ago" Kurt prodded casually admiring Santana's nail job. Nicely done Lopez. He would commend her for it later. Meanwhile, His question cut everyone out of their reverie and drew the attention back to what Santana's point was supposed to be.

"Oh yeah, well Brittany was still confused so Lauren explained what she learned from an episode of locked up and that had Brittany on the brink of tears. What really got her was when I told her it would take us two hours to get here and she was sure we wouldn't be able to save you in time. Also, the text you sent us telling us that we had to come over to your house immediately after glee practice didn't help the cause; she insisted I bring the bat and go all Lima Heights." Kurt flushed and rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand.

"Sorry about that, girls didn't mean to scare you."

"Oh no don't apologize, Brit just thought you wanted to tell us about the horror of it all and felt it would be better if we saved you. Lauren is definitely the one to blame here. You're a hot peace of ass sweety, it would be silly of us to assume you didn't have a room full of guys ready to jump your bones and hear you sing. If I remember correctly, the lap dance you gave Puckerman at that dwarfs party was no joke. I have no clue how you get your hips to move like that but even Puckerman couldn't deny you had him going, or the giant erection he had in his pants." Santana finished adjusting her dress.

"And the splits, don't forget about the splits Tana!" Brittany chimed. That's when the room erupted in a sea of gasps and "oh my god's."

"Kurt, there's s-so much we don't um… know about you." Wes said quietly. The group of guys nodded with noise of agreement.

"Yeah dude, you totally played us. We all thought you were completely innocent! You've also been holding out on us with your hot friends!" Nick said a little annoyed with Kurt for not feeling comfortable enough around them but mainly because he was selfish with the sexy girls he knew.. David nodded fiercely adding,

"Yeah man, I know we can be really anal—" he paused to berate himself for his choice of words, "—structured, during rehearsals but we're really laid back too, you didn't have to act like you didn't even know what sex involved. It's not like we were going to judge you. You really don't say much around us in general, but we honestly had a running bet going on how old you were going to be before you even lost your virginity that I'm pretty sure now we're all going to lose."

"How do they even know how big you are dude?" Jeff asked still a little stunned by what was going on.

"Well first off," Brittany said angrily as she got up to stand by where Santana and Kurt sat, "The bet was really rude and he already knew about it!" She said putting her hands on her hips. "And secondly," Santana continued, "I'll have you know that he gave Puckerman the ride of his life!"

"SATAN!" Kurt yelled turning a deep shade of red, oh dear gaga because yeah he was mad about the bet and sure he wanted the warblers to know that he wasn't some blushing virgin china doll like they had been treating him lately ( though it was his own fault), and yeah he thought this was all very amusing, though he wasn't expecting it, but he certainly DID NOT, need that to be put in such a raunchy way because now everyone was staring at him like—

"Oh fuuck." Blaine breathed quietly. It wasn't quiet enough, however, because, everyone's attention was quickly shifted to the tenor with hooded, lust filled eyes who was gripping the couch cushion so hard his knuckles were white, and trying to steady his breaths. He was vaguely aware of his verbal slip up and the fact that now all the attention was on him but was more aware of his mind assaulting him with images of Kurt giving him a lap dance then dropping in the splits, then finally settling on Kurt grinding down hard on his aching cock. Fuck, think of something quick, If Mrs. Wilson the music director walks in, ah there Mrs. Wilson. That woman is gross. He exhaled one last shaky breath and slowly let go of the cushion.

"You okay there Blaine?" Wes teased leaning forward a little to see around Trent who was laughing into his shoulder.

"Yeah, Blaine you look a little flustered, what's the matter" David, who was leaning a little further to see past both Wes and Trent, added fist bumping Wes because they knew what was up.

Kurt, though amused by Blaine's new found attraction for him, took this moment of distraction to pull Santana and Brittany closer and whisper yell at them to not by any means talk about that ever, EVER again. They were drunk, it was a dare and that was it, it was never to be mentioned again. A reluctant Santana finally agreed to not mention it again only after Kurt threatened remove her implants with the razors in her hair ending with his trademark bitch glare. She, however, felt he should be proud of his skills.

"Especially since you have hobbit over there about cream his pants, but fine." She said crossing her arms somewhat protectively over her chest.

"Look sorry guys for not opening up to you or whatever, if you want you can meet us at my house since it's the weekend and my Dad and Carol aren't home this weekend. I was just going to have the girls over but you guys can come too. I really wasn't aware you were that interested in what I had to say. You never care in here, and I figured you guys were just trying to include me so it wasn't awkward with me in the lunch room, so I just let you guys talk." He was lying a little, well a lot, but they didn't need to know. Santana and Brittany knew however and giggled as they linked pinkies, Hummel was a good actor, and no one could deny that. "Since warbler practice is now over I'm just going to head over. Whoever wants to come is free to join."

Wes, David, Blaine, Nick, Jeff, Thad, and Trent were the only ones going since the rest of the guys had already made plans. Kurt couldn't help but be a little sad when Blaine declined to ride with him and the girls back to Lima, but Santana assured him Blaine just needed some space to get himself situated. "Besides we need to stop by my house and pick up a few things." She said with a devious glint in her eyes. "Follow me Kurty." Brittany said giving him a departing kiss on his cheek and jumping into her Jetta. Kurt wasn't really looking forward to riding alone but figured they could drop Brittany's car off and they could at least ride with him to his house.

Wes, David, Blaine, Nick, Jeff, Thad, and Trent all rode in Jeff's SUV. They had all ran up to get some stuff to stay over at Kurt's house still freaking out about warbler practice. Blaine hadn't said a word since they left practice. He was too busy trying to figure out what it all meant. He thought he and Kurt were really good friends, best friends even. Why didn't he open up to at least him? He was sure they were fine after Valentine's Day.

Nothing seemed to have changed after he told Kurt he just wanted to be friends, but now it seems they had without him even knowing because Kurt was keeping things from him, and giving puck rides and he didn't even know. Isn't that guy straight, and what did they mean by rides? He couldn't even think about that, it infuriated him. He didn't understand why that made him so angry if he was the one who told Kurt they should remain friends. He wanted to say it was because he wanted better for Kurt, he wanted Kurt to be in a relationship where someone would treat him right, not have Kurt give them rides at a party. He couldn't help but worry how much Kurt had done with Puck and if rides entailed what he thought it did, which only made him more upset. He knew, however, that it was because he now had to have Kurt. He needed to take care of him and make sure no one hurt him; he also really really wanted to fuck him, when he was ready of course.

"Blaine you okay man? You haven't said a word since we left Dalton." Jeff asked with concerned eyes. They were about ten minutes into the drive with Blaine in shot gun, Wes, David and Thad in the first row of the seats in the back and Trent and Nick in the very back of the SUV.

"I was so sure you were going to explode in your pants today man. That was insane!" Wes exclaimed

"So many undapper thoughts" Nick joked from the back before Blaine could give Jeff an answer not that he really felt like talking. He was embarrassed, angry, and really fucking horny, so he couldn't necessarily trust himself to not snap at Jeff who seemed genuinely worried about him. He saw how hurt Kurt looked that he didn't want to ride in the car with him, but he really needed to get himself together before he jumped in a car with the boy and pounced on him.

"Shut the fuck up Wes, Nick!" Jeff snapped earning a look of appreciation from Blaine, who mouthed "thanks" and looked out the window.

"What?" Wes asked oblivious to Blaine's somber mood.

"Did you see how that Brittany girl kissed him? How he kissed her back. She's hot! Gay guys always get the hot girls wanting them, it's not fair!" Nick whined from the back. Trent placed his hand on Nicks shoulder and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah man, that Santana chick has permanent bedroom eyes." Trent added.

"How the hell do they know Kurt's dick size?" Wes repeated Jeff's earlier question. All the boys fell into a momentary silence, contemplating multiple endeavors that could have resulted in that kind of knowledge.

"Well it seems they spend the night at his house a lot. He has a billion 'Lady Chat Night' pics up on facebook, maybe they shower together!" Thad thought out loud.

"That's so hot" Nick moaned.

"Dude chill, I'm back here with you." Trent laughed shifting closer towards his window.

"Guys seriously, stop" Jeff, having noticed Blaine's discomfort eyed all the guys through the rearview mirror. David caught on and put a reassuring hand on Blaine's shoulder causing him to jump, but he continued to stare out the window. "Blaine man, I think you should tell him how you feel. He obviously isn't as okay with what happened on Valentine's Day as you thought."

"What happened on Valentine's Day?" Nick questioned leaning over the back seat between Wes and David, earning a slap from Wes. "Ow, what the hell man!" He whined sitting back in his chair.

"Yeah, out of all of us he should be most comfortable to be himself around you more than everyone else, and he was before, so I'm guessing that kind of changed a few things for you guys." Wes added now catching on to Blaine's attitude.

Jeff put a hand on Blaine's arm effectively pulling his gaze from the window to the guys in the car ride. "Honestly dude, what they said, also Kurt is hot, and the sexual tension is only going to get worse from here, and we don't need you losing it like you did today. And….well…um even I can see the bond you guys have but if you keep this up he's going to move on, he's obviously trying with that Puck guy, but I see the way he looks at you, and I'm just saying, I can't promise you that I won't go for it if he does get over you. So stop wasting your time trying to decide what Kurt needs, he can do that himself, give it a chance. I think you guys are meant for each other." He said making sure to keep his eyes in front of him because he was sure everyone was now looking at him, especially Blaine.

No one was aware of Jeff's attraction to Kurt. It's not so surprising though; Kurt is incredibly hot. It's just Blaine's attraction was more obvious and far more frustrating. Blaine wasn't sure if he wanted to punch Jeff or hug him, but he did know that he was right and he respected him for being honest. He gave Jeff a small smile and Jeff took his hand back and placed it on the steering wheel never diverting his gaze from the road.

"I didn-"

"Don't Blaine, ju-just stop being an idiot, okay, through the shock of today I'm pretty sure I noticed how happy he was that you were falling apart over him. He wants you, but most importantly he really likes you. If it were me I would already have him" Jeff whispered trying to fight back the blush that was surly spreading across his face. Blaine was once more faced with the predicament of whether to punch Jeff or hug him, but simply nodded because he understood. Thad however really just wanted to punch Jeff.

"You'll have to tell me where to exit; I've never been to his house so I'm not sure where to go." Jeff said by way of diverting from the subject. Blaine nodded once again and for the first time since they left Dalton he felt excitement course through him.

"FINN!" Kurt yelled as he Santana, and Brittany walked through the front door. Finn leaned up from the couch as Puck and Mike walked in from the kitchen with bags of chips, popcorn and sodas.

"WHA-oh. Hey Santana. Brittany." Finn greeted dryly glaring at Santana as she made her way into the living room and plopped down on the love seat pulling Brittany down with her.

"Oh no, frankenteen you look like mono." She drawled with a satisfied grin.

"If I have mono, will my face turn into Finn's" Brittany whispered staring at Finn.

"No honey," Kurt said sitting next to Puck on the floor since the last chair was taken by Mike and Finn was laying on the couch effectively taking up all the space. "Do I even want to know how this" he pointed at Finn "correlates, with that" he finished eying Santana's outfit. He knew Santana and she clearly had something to do with it. She merely shook her head and mouthed "tell you later" with a wink.

"Anyways, before I forget, I invited some warblers over, by the way thanks for lying to Brittany and freaking her out today puck." Kurt slapped his leg with the back of his hand ignoring Puck as he moaned "mmm I love it when you get rough Kurt."

Theirs was a special relationship, in which Puck flirted shamelessly with the brunette, confident enough in himself to not get weirded out by the homoerotic-ness of it all. He knew he was straight, and he was the king of badassery. Besides, the countertenor wasn't so bad he was really funny, and now that they had this ridiculous inside joke between the two of them they've become better friends.

"You should probably get upstairs Finn and sleep some. I'll get you some water and just call me up if you need anything, we'll probably be in here" Kurt continued trying to shove off Puck's advances (He was walking his fingers up Kurt's leg inching far too close to his member for Kurt's liking).

"Fine, I don't want to be down here if she's here anyways" Finn grumbled giving Tana the mother of all death glares. Wrapping himself in the blanket he was covering himself in he slowly shuffled up the stairs to his room. "Don't do anything that will get us in trouble Kurt." He yelled before he closed his bedroom door.

"Why are the warblers coming over?" Mike asked laughing as Puck now had Kurt somewhat pinned to the floor trying to plant kisses on him. His question drowned out by the annoyed noises from Kurt, and the over exaggerated porn noises from Puck.

"Oh my gaga puck, get OFF!" Kurt yelled, but the smile playing at his lips took away some of the bite in his bitch glare. Kurt finally got out of Puck's grasp and went to the grab some disinfecting fabric spray to get the "sick" off the couch Finn was previously on. "Also, Santana you need to change like now." Kurt said as he thoroughly sprayed the couch paying close attention to where Finn might have coughed into the couch.

"Ugh, whatever Hummel, she said grabbing her bag and bounding up the stairs into his room. She changed back into the clothes she had on at school before she put on her costume and made her way down the steps. Kurt was once again trapped in Pucks arms on the couch. Mike had put in super Mario Cart and was surprisingly getting his ass handed to him by Kurt, who had given up on trying escaping from Puck and leaned comfortably into the taller boy.

"Anyways!" Santana yelled to get the attention back on her as she plopped back on the couch next to Brittany.

"SHUT UP SATAN!" Finn yelled from up stairs

"Up yours, Frankenteen!" Santana yelled back only to be answered by the slamming of a door.

"Where was I?" Santana, having remembered Mike's earlier question, continued to recount the day's events to a very amused Puck and Mike who couldn't stop laughing despite Kurt's newly found bashfulness as he hid his face in Puck's arm. Santana was finishing up her story when the Warbler boys pulled into the lot that had a lot more cars than expected.

"This is it." Blaine said quietly. He was suddenly nervous and couldn't move. "Come on Blaine" Jeff said opening up the passenger door and yanking him out. Everyone jumped out of the car and walked towards the Hudmel residence. Jeff rang the doorbell and all the guys jumped at the loud thump and roaring laughter that came after it.

"Puck seriously, get off of me, they're here!" They heard what sounded like Kurt's voice come from the other side of the door. "Oh Kurt! Yes! Just like that, baby don't stop. so fucking good!" moaned another voice who all the boys assumed came from this Puck character. Blaine tensed immediately and David placed his hand on Blaine's shoulder and Jeff gave him a reassuring smile. "Shut it Noah!" Kurt replied as he turned the knob and swung the door open.

"Hey guys!" He greeted brightly "come in; take your shoes off though." He said taking the boys jackets and placing them neatly on the coat rack. The warblers had all changed into their "street clothes" before coming over so Kurt didn't have to worry about putting them in a specific order so they could find theirown when they left.

"We're all just going to hang in the living room" He said grabbing Blaine's hand and pulling him towards the others in the living room. Blaine caught Jeff's eyes and smiled when he received a thumbs up from him along with Wes and David. He missed Thad's glare.

"Oh Dude, Mario Cart!" Nick yelled as he and Trent excitedly grabbed a controller and joined the game. Puck and Mike who were now playing against each other started the game over.

It made Kurt happy to see that the warblers were actually comfortable enough around him to act like that, because he actually had felt a little out of place amongst them. The living room now sat: Brittany and Santana in their original spot on the love seat, Puck, Kurt, Blaine and Thad squeezed on the biggest couch, Mike in the recliner and Wes, David, Nick, and Trent on the floor. Blaine noticed Puck whisper something in Kurt's ear earning him a blush god that adorable blush and a shove from the countertenor. Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, which he had refused to let go of since Kurt had first grabbed it, but kept his gaze on the T.V.

"Puck and I are going to go into the kitchen and get the drinks, so we can get this thang started!" Kurt announced standing up and pulling Puck up along with him effectively breaking the hold Blaine had on his hand. Blaine was not pleased; Thad was.

"I'm coming to! Puck is shit at mixing drinks and I refuse to have a repeat of last time!" Santana said as she made her way over to where Kurt and Puck stood. She purposefully grazed her hand through Trent's hair and winked at him. Mike scoffed and paused the game. Nick whined something that sounded like "aww mann." Wes and David laughed.

"Do any of you guys not want to drink because we have sodas too?" Kurt asked before heading off into the kitchen, which Santana had already disappeared to. No one passed on the drinks so Puck shrugged "Well princess I guess we're all drinking let's go!" Puck said punctuating his statement with a slap on Kurt's ass which only infuriated Blaine more. Even Jeff was a little put off by it. Kurt, however, just laughed and shoved Puck before running away towards the kitchen, with Puck right behind him. Puck caught Kurt and wrapped his arms around his waist lifting him off the ground and carrying him to the kitchen. "That's seriously so gay, Puckerman!" Santana yelled when the boys entered the kitchen. "Whatever Tana. You can't put a label on this" Puck replied, putting Kurt down and pointing to himself.

"What's up with that?" David asked pointing to where Kurt and Puck were standing.

"Yeah isn't that guy straight?" Blaine asked with a little more venom in his voice then intended. Mike however didn't catch it and was overcome by laughter again.

"He is straight; those two just developed a strange friendship ever since the lap dance. I mean they aren't any like 'benefits'" he said with air quotations, "but Puck now insists on playing sickeningly cute couple with Kurt whenever they're around each other."

"Everyone wants Kurt." Brittany added simply as she idly played with her hair. "Right, Blaine?" She shifted her gaze to him and winked. Puck, Kurt and Santana returned before he could answer with two trays of red cups filled with mixed drinks that Kurt and Puck carried and a bottle of vodka and two bottles of tequila that Santana carried.

An hour later found the group of teenagers drunk off their asses, dancing to Brittany's iPod. Kurt had hooked it up to the entertainment center while he was still sober enough to figure it out. The music was cranked up to its fullest volume making it so the teens could feel the bass as they danced. Sometime during the night Mike called Tina who showed up with Cedes, Rachel and Lauren. Quinn couldn't make it due to mono, which explained why Sam refused to come; Kurt put the pieces together before he was too drunk to care. Artie couldn't make it to the party either so that meant: Santana had Trent pinned to the chair and was attacking his face not that he minded. Puck was in an oddly deep conversation with Nick, Jeff, Thad, and Lauren while Wes and David danced with Mercedes and Rachel; Wes was with Mercedes and David with Rachel. Tina was half kissing half grinding with mike off in the corner. Leaving Brittany (stripped down to her cheer skirt and bra) and Kurt on the world's most stable coffee table shaking their hips and spinning to the beat of the song.

Kurt was completely lost in the music and wasn't aware of Blaine watching him dance with once again lust blown eyes. Blaine slowly made his way over to Kurt and gently grabbed his hand. He had no idea what he was doing but all he knew was he wanted Kurt moving his hips like that on him. He knew he wouldn't be doing this if he was sober but he really didn't' care because Kurt was teasing him. He was teasing him with his hips and the how he bit that pretty bottom lip every once in a while when he threw his head back to the music. He was teasing him and now Blaine was going to do something about it.

Kurt was pulled out of his trance by a gentle tugging at his hand. He looked down and was met by Blaine's hooded eyes. He looked so fucking hot looking up at him like that, wanting him. Kurt stared at Blaine's lips when he noticed Blaine lick them hungrily. Sweet Mcqueen.

When he looked up to Blaine's eyes he noticed Blaine staring at his crotch and smirked because he was well aware of how his tight jeans made Blaine stare (He hand changed sometime between the rest of the girls arriving and the dancing). Blaine had never stared quite so boldly so Kurt assumed it must be the alcohol, nevertheless it turned him all the way on.

Without thinking Kurt stepped down and pulled Blaine and pressed them fully against each other and ground his hips into Blaine; Blaine's hands where everywhere on Kurt's body and his cologne filled Kurt's nose and made him shudder. Blaine quickly spun Kurt around wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist sliding his hands up Kurt's torso exposing his toned stomach and holding Kurt tight against himself.

He started grinding his growing arousal into Kurt's ass which only grew harder as Kurt started moving in sync with him. Everything was a blur except Kurt and his body and his smell and the sweet noises he made in Blaine's ear. He could feel their heart beats and hear their harsh breathing as their movements suddenly became more desperate.

Kurt was sweating because suddenly it was a thousand degrees in here but he didn't care because he could feel Blaine's dick on his ass and it felt so good. Not to mention Blaine had attached those wondrous lips to his neck. Kurt reached back and ran his left hand through Blaine's slightly damp un-gelled curls (he assumed from sweating) and as his right found Blaine's and guided it down towards his aching cock. He needed to feel; he was so hard it hurt and he needed Blaine to touch him. Blaine's brain short circuited because Kurt just placed his hand on his cock and was making him squeeze. Ohmygod he really is huge. Kurt let out a breathy chuckle, so maybe Blaine said that out loud, but seriously he's huge.

"ah ah f-fuck Blaine." Kurt moaned low in Blaine's ear. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips hard and rutted against Kurt's ass because damn that was hot. He never heard Kurt say anything like that and his voice was so low, sounding anything but the angelic voice he'd come to associate with the brunette. No, Kurt's voice sounded like sex and he never wanted to stop hearing it. He dug his blunt nails into Kurt's exposed hip, eliciting more wanton moans from the boy. He was sure there would be a mark and the idea made his dick twitch. Even if Kurt didn't remember much the next day, Blaine needed him remember this, to be able to feel his hands all over him even when he was no longer touching him.

"WHAT THE FUCK DUDE, get off my brother!" Finn's raspy voice pulled the boys out of their lustful haze and back to the party where everyone was literally staring at them. Fuck, were we really that loud? Kurt thought as his face heated up. He looked at everyone looking at them. Most of the New Directions member's had amused facial expressions because they've seen this side of Kurt, though never to this extent, save for Puck, Santana, Mike, and Brittany who were biting back laughter. He was pretty sure Lauren wolf whistled and all the warblers were staring with wide eyes. He chose to avoid their eyes. Blaine however was Hiding behind Kurt who was actually an inch or so taller than he was. Finn scared him and the alcohol did not serve to make the situation any better.

"Finn chill, isss not like you weren't there when I gave Puck a lap dance. Also yerz'uppsed to be upstairs" Kurt slurred. Puck walked over to the system to turn the music down because he could tell by the look in Finn's eyes this wasn't over.

"Yeah, but Puck didn't have his hand on yo-your…you know there." Finn said petulantly pointing to where Blaine's right hand was still under Kurt's on his crotch and left held his shirt up. Finn turned bright red and returned his gaze back to Kurt's lust blown eyes then looked away because it was all just to freaking much. Blaine dropped his left hand and attempted to pull his right hand away but Kurt had a really firm grip and no matter how hard he tugged Kurt wouldn't let go so he panicked and tugged harder. Kurt's breath hitched because despite the current situation he was still very hard, and Blaine was creating much needed friction without even realizing.

"B-Blaine, sto-stop." Kurt stuttered. He was so sure he now looked very much like a debauched tomato. He was blushing so hard he could feel it down to his toes.

"Let go of my hand please" Blaine begged. He could see from behind Kurt that Finn was glaring at him and his eyes only grew wider at Blaine's attempt to free his hand. The room filled with stifled laughter from the other drunken teens. Kurt released Blaine's hand finally and glared at Finn because he's a fucking cockblock and he really shouldn't be down here anyways.

"Finn, go back upstairzz! I'm sure you didn't get MONO from being a saint. Blaine's hand was on my 'there' because I wants it 're being ridiculous and you're sick so get back upstairs" Kurt said jutting his hip out and crossing his arms over his chest with an audible huff. It wasn't his best comeback but he was drunk so it would have to do. Blaine couldn't help but notice how nice Kurt's ass looked when he jutted his hip out like that, and yeah he was really drunk because really this is NOT the time for that.

"Whatever dude. Just keep it down" Finn argued weakly. He really didn't have the energy for this, so he shuffled back up stairs and back into his room.

"Soooo…" Puck drawled as he slowly turned the music up. Everyone (except Kurt and Blaine) resumed to their previous positions, all secretly eyeing the pair to see if they'd continue their little show. "I'm going to go get some water" Blaine mumbled walking towards the kitchen because the force that had swept the two away had long disappeared leaving both of them embarrassed and sexually frustrated. Santana took this as her cue to intervene, so she hopped off Trent's lap, who whined at the loss, and stood on the coffee table next to Brittany.

"Brittany, honey, go sit down."

"Why?" the blonde asked. She jumped down and pulled Kurt onto the couch next to Trent and sat on his lap awaiting Santana's answer.

"We're going to play truth or dare, and if you pick truth then you have to take a shot!" Santana exclaimed jumping off the table then starting a circle on the ground. Everyone stumbled over to join Santana in the circle. Puck brought with him, shot glasses, the last bottle of Tequila and an empty vodka bottle and sat in between Tana(left) and Kurt(right) to the right of Kurt was Blaine (he returned shortly after going to the kitchen and forgetting why he had been in there to begin with) , then Rachel, then David, then Cedes, then Wes, then Nick, then Thad, then Tina who was sat back to chest with mike in between his legs, then Jeff, Trent, Lauren, Brittany and full circle back to Santana.

"Give me the empty bottle Puck" Santana held her hand out to Puck and grabbed the bottle he placed in it. "Everyone has to do their dares or they strip, and nothing leaves this circle, ever! Except for today when we blurted about your lap dance, sorry Kurt." Kurt nodded and shrugged. Santana eyed the warblers because she had no doubt that the New Directions would follow the rules and she was hoping they would too. With that she spun the bottle; it landed on Rachel. Rachel clapped excited and swept her legs underneath her to a kneeling position placing her pointer finger to her pouting lips and eyeing the group before her.

"ummmm, Brittany!"

"Yes?"

"Truth or Dare blondie!" Rachel giggled.

"I say Truth." She decided reaching for the tequila and taking a shot.

"Go through all the guys here and tell us who you would have intercourse with." Santana rolled her eyes at Rachel's use of intercourse rather than sex.

"She means sex boo." Kurt said at the confused look on Brittany's face.

"Oh that's easy Rach. I'd have sex with all of them. Especially Kurt. I tried to get him to once, I even offered to have dolphin sex with him, but he said my lady parts turn him off, but promised to kiss me whenever I want." Brittany beamed. Kurt literally facepalmed and groaned into his hand. The rest of the teens laughed. Brittany grabbed the bottle to spin it; it landed on Lauren.

"Lauren." Brittany said dryly (she was still angry at her for earlier.) Lauren didn't notice.

"Okay, Puck?"

"Dare" Puck smirked. A chorus of "oohs" filled the room.

"Alright Puckerman, at our last party Hummel gave you the lap dance to end all lap dances."

"Damn straight" Kurt interjected with his hand up in the air. The teens laughed again.

"It was hot." Lauren continued when the laughter died down.

"Yeah it was." Tina mumbled. Mike rolled his eyes at this.

"I say you return the favor, after all you got to motor boat the twins because of it" Lauren said leaning back in satisfaction.

"That's easy" Puck said jumping up winking at Kurt. Kurt rolled his eyes but smiled. He reached his hand out for Puck to help him up and slurred "I'll get the chair."

"In your boxers Puckerman." Lauren finished smugly earning a high five from Santana as the other girls of New Directions giggled and fanned themselves. Both boys froze and turned to stare wide eyed at a nonchalant Lauren. Blaine resisted the urge to scream "NO!" and pull Kurt upstairs for himself. It was a game, just a stupid game. Stupid game.

Kurt saw the flash of panic in Blaine's eyes and smiled. He was going to make Blaine want him if it was the last thing he did. The alcohol in his system gave him more courage and he was going to use that to his advantage. "What's the matter Noah? Can't handle dancing up on the gay boy in your skivvies?" Kurt teased poking Puck's side. He sauntered over to get the chair swishing his hips more than he normally did, shooting a cocky glance over his shoulder as he grabbed the chair. Kurt put the chair in the center of the circle so he had a good view of Blaine. He leaned down into the chair and spread his legs a little gazing expectantly at Puck. "I'm waiting Noah."

"Oh it's on princess!" Noah challenged. He unbuckled his pants quickly and let it drop to the ground with an audible thunk. "Slower Noah" Kurt drawled locking his eyes with Blaine's with a smirk. The girls laughed once again and whooped. Blaine couldn't look away from Kurt's gaze. Was he doing this for him? He was so sexy right now sitting on the chair with his legs like that.

Noah laughed and slowly pulled off his shirt and tossed it on Lauren's face. Santana scrolled through Brittany's iPod until she found the perfect song and smirked. She quickly pressed play and back in her spot. She would pick this song Kurt he rolled his eyes as "Inside Out" by Britney Spears thumped through the speakers. He gripped the side of the chairs then locked eyes with Blaine once more. Is he seriously going to stare at me the whole time? Blaine thought trying to force himself not to blush. Kurt really was going to stare at him the entire time.

Once Puck was down to his blue checkered boxers, he positioned himself directly in front of Kurt with his legs straddling Kurt's thighs and his crotch at eye level due to Kurt's slumped down posture on the chair. Kurt was forced to lean his head to keep eye contact with Blaine. Puck bent down close and whispered softly in Kurt's ears. Blaine couldn't make out exactly what he said but Kurt never broke eye contact just smiled as Puck turned to smirk at Blaine as well. Then Puck lowered himself in in Kurt's lap just barely touching and started to roll his hips. Being drunk and all Puck really couldn't afford to topple over so he grasped Kurt's shoulders and continued grinding to the beat. Then Kurt startled mouthing the freaking words to the song still, STILL staring directly at Blaine. Suffice to say it was getting heated. All the girls were whooping and there were bills being thrown in somewhere and Nick or was it Trent muttered "Sweeet baby jesus" which seemed oddly misplaced considering what was happening before them. Kurt—ever the entertainer—then gripped the seat tight (never once breaking eye contact), lifted himself from the chair and met Puck's grinds with his own over and over. Then he bit his bottom lip, letting it slide ever so slowly out of his precious mouth and mouthed: "Wish it were you."

"That's so hot." Lauren and Tina said simultaneously. Blaine could barely contain himself. It took every ounce of drunken self-control too not palm his dick in front of everyone. Luckily for him the song came (no pun intended) to an end as did the lap dance.

"Well, done Puckerman. I'm impressed." Lauren stated. Puck winked at Lauren, then helped Kurt off the chair and whispered "You're so bad, I think it worked though." To which Kurt chuckled and slide back into his spot gracefully. Puck then spun the bottle and it landed on Santana, who he dared to kiss Rachel. She violently declined and opted to strip her shirt instead throwing it over onto Nick's head. Santana spun and it landed on Wes who took this opportunity to figure out some things about Kurt starting with:

"How do Brittany and Santana know how big you are?"

"Wait hol' up! Don't you guys have communal showers at Dalton at least for gym?" Mercedes interjected before Kurt could reply.

"Mm-mm I don't use them Cedes. I also don't have gym" Kurt responded casually.

"Probably for the best." She replied nodding in understanding.

"But that's just ridiculous; surely you guys have noticed the size of his genitalia. It's sort of hard to miss." Rachel stated eying the warblers in pure disbelief. "I mean even right now, look at him, look at his crotch!" Rachel exclaimed pointing at Kurt's crotch because really how could they not tell.

"Rachel, please." Kurt said absently covering himself a little. "Firstly Wes you didn't give me a choice between truth or dare. But since you've already asked I'll go right ahead and take a shot." He made sure to arch his back as he leaned over to pour himself a shot, giving Blaine a nice view of his ass before he crawled back to a sitting position. Blaine swallowed thickly, ignoring the groups knowing glances as he desperately tried to not look at Kurt's ass on full display right in front of his eyes.

"To answer your question Wes, I had just come out of the shower—"

"I was right! They do shower together!" Thad exclaimed successfully cutting off Kurt and earning glares from both Kurt and the New Direction girls.

"No Thad, I, me, by myself got out of the shower and the girls came over for a surprise 'Lady Chat Night' needless to say they scared the crap out of me and I…dropped my um, you know, towel." Kurt finished quietly.

"I asked if I could touch it for you know research purposes, but he wouldn't allow it."

"TINA!"

"Sorry Mike."

"Thanks Kurt for not letting her touch you're um…junk."

"Well, for one I don't have junk Mike, I have a penis, but no problem. The situation was weird enough without her groping my manhood." Kurt said leaning back a little.

A few spins later found the group a giggling mess. After Kurt had spun the teens got bolder and the only dares were challenged all night. Cedes had been dared to lick Trent's abs from right about the belt to his collar, Tina and Brittany got their mack on, Blaine was dared to moan obscenely while Mike spanked him five times (a dare from none other than Santana Lopez, approved by Kurt Hummel's cock), and Jeff was dared to kiss Kurt by Rachel, which he excitedly complied to and was not disappointed; Hummel was good. By the end everyone but Blaine and Kurt had kissed and both boys couldn't help but think that was done intentionally, Rachel was also in her bra having refused to kiss Wes's bare foot "That's a stupid dare, and its unsanitary, I will remove my top." Kurt thanked gaga because her top was hideous. Thad was shirtless as well; he couldn't bring himself to motor boat Lauren's twins.

By 1AM the game was over and the group had broken up as follows: Thad was the first one to fall asleep on the couch resulting in a slew of profane slurs written all over his face in marker, Brittany and Santana were engaged in sweet lady kisses on the love seat, Tina and Mike were on the recliner making out, Puck and Lauren were playing cards on the coffee table, Wes, David, Rachel, Cedes, Jeff, Nick and Trent were all sharing embarrassing stories, laughing as quietly as possible, and Kurt and Blaine where on the floor facing each just staring and smiling at one another. Every once in a while one would bring a hand up to brush a strand of hair a side or simply caress the others cheek. Brittany's iPod was still playing on low creating a calm atmosphere amongst the still drunk teens.

"What are you thinking about?" Kurt whispered. Blaine's staring was making him feel a little anxious and he couldn't help but want to fix his hair.

"You're eyes are so beautiful. I can never quite tell what color they are."

"They change a lot I know…"

"I love that about you." Blaine breaking eye contact, because now he was blushing and he couldn't look at Kurt anymore.

"Do you now?" Kurt smirked, cupping Blaine's cheek and gently pulling his focus back to him.

"Yeah." They sat in a comfortable silence for a while neither feeling it was necessary to say anything, allowing those words to hang in between them.

"You're so hot Kurt." Blaine blurted quietly effectively breaking silence.

"I would have thought you'd refer to gas pains." Kurt admitted ashamed at how strongly that statement had got to him, considering it was his actions that resulted in that statement. It didn't hurt any less though. Blaine didn't think he was sexy and that was a blow to his confidence.

"I'm so sorry I said that to you. I ju-just, I didn't- I wasn't thinking Kurt. You're so gorgeous all time. Half the time I can't keep my mind off of your pretty lips or your soft skin or your pert ass. I ju—"

"Pert ass? Blaine Warbler you woo me, take me now!" Kurt giggled. His ass had never been referred to as "Pert" though technically speaking; his ass had never been referred to at all.

"Whatever, Kurt" Blaine chuckled. "…would you…um…" If Blaine wasn't red before, he certainly was now. Seriously they could take the color of his face and name a Crayola after him.

"Would I what Blaine?" Kurt had an idea of where this might be going. He didn't want to laugh at how uncomfortable Blaine was, but it was just so funny, so he bit his bottom lip and brought his hand up to Blaine's face to let him know it was okay.

"L-let me…um…you know, t-take you?" stupid, so stupid, stupidstupidstupid Blaine. Let me take you? So stupid.

Kurt leaned in and hovered over Blaine's lips wide eyed and questioning. Blaine gave a slight nod by way of permission and suddenly they're lips were touching. An electric jolt flowed through the two boys as they kissed softly, not with tongue just constantly coming together in soft pecks. Blaine took a chance and took hold of Kurt's soft locks. He was sure Kurt would break the kiss and freak, but he inhaled sharply and grasped onto Blaine's curls in return. A ringlet curled around one of Kurt's fingers and he smiled into the kiss. Blaine tentatively brushed his tongue across Kurt's bottom lip and Kurt opened his mouth to welcome in Blaine's curious tongue. Kurt tasted like alcohol and Kurt. He tasted amazing and Blaine couldn't help but moan at the taste and feel of Kurt's tongue on his. There wasn't a battle for dominance just lazy strokes by way of familiarizing themselves with each other. Kurt was getting dizzy from lack of air and the taste of Blaine and reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. He heard a faint "finally." But then again not really because the only thing he could see was Blaine and his beautiful eyes and hear Blaine's heaving breathing and everything was Blaine.

"I knew that mouth of yours was talented." Kurt joked

"hmm so you've been fantasizing about me I see." Blaine replied smiling wide. Kurt pushed his shoulder softly and blushed for the millionth time but couldn't help but nod. Blaine leaned into Kurt and brushed his lips over the shell of his ear. The heat of Blaine's breath on his ear went straight to Kurt's cock and his breath hitched.

"Now that I've been introduced to this side of you baby, I'd like to know what you think about when you think about my mouth." Blaine whispered. His voice was low and had an edge to it. Kurt took it as indication that he wasn't the only one in need of some release. Blaine calling him baby ignited a dangerously hot flame in Kurt's abdomen but he kept his cool.

"Wouldn't you like to know" Kurt said coyly cocking his eyebrow and smirking at the light in Blaine's eyes. "I have to tell you though Blaine" he continued hotly. He closed his eyes and thought back to his daydream during warbler practice, before things got crazy, of Blaine giving him an award winning blow job and exhaled long and low and broke off into a little moan at the end because damn dream Blaine went to town. "I come so hard whenever I think of you, blowing me, fucking me, anything baby, and I scream your name every time."

Blaine's eyes went wide with shock at Kurt's words. He really, really enjoyed this side of Kurt.

"Come with me" Kurt whispered as he sat up. Blained jumped up quickly because he could tell something really great was about to go down. "I'd really like to show you what I mean" Kurt whispered quietly. So quiet that Blaine was even sure if he had heard correctly until Kurt pulled him towards the stairs and looked at him with timid eyes for the first time all night. Blaine bit his lip with anticipation and eagerly followed Kurt.

The rest of the teens watched as the boys ascended the stairs with smirks on their faces.

"Do you think they'll finally- you know" Cedes asked eye's never leaving the stairs

"I really hope so!"

"TINA!"

"Sorry Mike."

"I for one am extremely happy for the duo. Though I'm head of the celibacy club, I still hold the belief that sex is completely natural and okay if the two people are in love. Also Kurt butt dialed me during a… private… moment he had with his special friend, Blaine is one lucky guy. I'm excited for them both." Rachel said, having stood up to deliver this speech to the teens who all stared at her dumbstruck.

"Wait so you didn't hang up? You just listened in on him masturbating?" Wes asked bemused. Rachel blushed and sat back down and nodded guiltily.

"Wanky, didn't know you had it in you dwarf" Santana chimed surprisingly proud of her fellow gleek.

"Well, there's only one way to find out!" Puck jumped off the ground and headed toward the stairs.

"Are you SERIOUSLY going to spy on them?" Jeff asked shocked, though he was resisting the urge to join him. Hanging out with the ND group has rubbed off on him.

"Well if someone else is going to tap my fake boyfriend's ass, I'd like to know that he's doing a sufficient job of it." Mike snorted and shook his head at the boy.

"Okay we're not even going to ignore how incredibly gay that was!" Cedes said half amused and half disturbed.

"I'm in, you in Brit?" Santana asked as she joined Puck in sneaking up the stairs. Brittany jumped up and joined the two and was followed by the rest of the group. What? They were drunk and curious. Luckily for them Kurt's door was cracked open and his room was the closest door to the stairs so the teens didn't have to go very far into the hallway to listen in. The music had been turned way down so they could hear but not low so that they boys would realize something was up. They all tried their hardest to breathe quietly until they could heard whispers coming out from Kurt's room.

"Hold on to your panties Tina" Tana joked when she heard the whispers coming out of the room

"Kurt what are you—"

"Shhhh, Blaine, I wanna show you."