Blaine hung around awkwardly, still feeling like the odd man out while Sebastian ordered them all drinks. When he handed Blaine a rather large tequila shot with a sneer, Blaine gave him a steely glare. Blaine knew exactly what his game was. Sebastian sensed that Blaine felt uncomfortable, and he was basically going to one-up him all night to win the affections of Kurt. Well two can play at that game.

After downing his shot and coughed a bit from the harsh burning, Blaine grabbed Kurt’s wrist, causing him to almost spill his drink everywhere. “C’mon let’s go dance.”

Kurt grinned, setting his drink on the counter and looking overtly pleased. Blaine pulled him out into the crowd, gripping his waist and feeling a trill go up his spine. He was actually doing this. After days of fantasies, Kurt, his student was all but willing. Blaine pushed that little detail away. Kurt was right, Blaine needed to live a little.

Kurt danced close, rolling his hips and giving him seductive glances. Blaine almost picked up the courage to squeeze Kurt’s ass when they were suddenly ripped apart, Sebastian craning Kurt’s neck back for a deep throat tongue kiss. Blaine’s mouth fell open in shock, watching Kurt kiss him back with just as much dirty enthusiasm, reminiscent of when Blaine first saw them together. This Sebastian guy was good, and Blaine didn’t know if he could match his intensity.

Kurt broke the kiss and rose his eyebrow at Blaine like it was an invitation or a challenge, before sucking Sebastian's tongue back into his mouth.

With a rush of adrenaline, Blaine swooped over, attaching his lips to the curve of Kurt's neck, sinking his teeth in. Kurt's throat vibrated under Blaine's mouth as he moaned. Sebastian stopped mouth fucking Kurt with his tongue for a moment and eyed Blaine like he was a worthy opponent.

With great stature he loomed over Blaine, who continued working Kurt's neck, feeling Sebastian's gaze upon him. Kurt was becoming jelly under Blaine's talented mouth, and Sebastian found himself growing extremely aroused.

Sebastian yanked him away from Kurt's neck, grabbing Blaine's gelled head and crushed their lips together with bruising force. Blaine realized with a shock that Sebastian's hard length was pressed up against his thigh. They battled for dominance, and Blaine could feel the fire in Sebastian. This was a contest, and Blaine wanted to win.

Their teeth clashed and their tongues danced until Blaine bit down on Sebastian's bottom lip really hard, and Sebastian pulled away immediately, hissing. Blaine gave him a satisfied smirk, while Sebastian smoldered, his eyes burning until he turned away to grab more drinks. Blaine had won, for now at least.

Kurt's arm snaked around Blaine's neck, pulling him close, and Blaine's breath was knocked out of him feeling Kurt's sculpted chest pushed against his so tightly.

"Wow, I didn't know you had that in you," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, his voice breathy. "That was so fucking hot, I want to take you right now on this dance floor."

Blaine shivered at the thought, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist until they were flush together. Kurt kept a rhythm that matched the beat, but also tantalized their growing erections.

Blaine was sweating profusely, and he knew his hair gel was probably failing him. But he didn't really care because all he could focus on was Kurt's hot, traveling hands on him and the movement of their bodies pressed together.

Kurt's mouth was parted as he panted from the exertion of dancing. Blaine breathed his air, so tempted to just start kissing those lips to make them more plump and red than they already were. Kurt however beat him to the punch, closing the distance between them with utter desperation.

One of Blaine's hands tangled in Kurt's hair, deepening the kiss, and plunged his tongue into Kurt's waiting mouth. Kurt's danced with his, swallowing Blaine's groans until Kurt retreated to suck and nibble on Blaine's bottom lip.

"Fuck, the fact that I'm going to remember all this in class next week is making this so much hotter," Kurt breathed, voice lower than normal. Blaine shivered again because the sound sent a throbbing sensation to his cock.

"I can't get fired," Blaine whispered between lingering pecks on Kurt's jaw.

Kurt shuddered and scoffed, "You really think I'd tell anyone?"

Blaine pulled away to look him in the eye. Kurt gave him a flirty smile, but his unspoken promise of keeping this under wraps seemed genuine. However, Blaine got distracted when Kurt gave a rather jerky thrust with his hips against Blaine's, creating delicious friction.

"I want you so bad," Blaine gasped, head falling into the crook of Kurt's neck and shoulder, biting there and then sucking the smarting skin for a moment.

"You can have me," Kurt said, his voice like velvet sex.

"Now," Blaine whined. "I can't wait for the drive home."

Kurt chuckled, placing a finger on Blaine's mouth, dragging it across his bottom lip. Blaine just watched Kurt, utterly ravenous with lust.

And with that, Kurt strode away toward the bar. Blaine just stood there, watching. He couldn't think straight. It was either because he was a lightweight, all his blood was in the wrong place, or that Kurt was just a force of nature to be reckoned with.

Kurt came back accompanied with Quinn, Rachel and Sebastian, carrying another tequila shot. Rachel looked completely wasted out of her mind, but thankfully Quinn looked at her with completely utter, sober adoration.

"I don't think I could do another whole shot," Blaine complained when Kurt tried handing it to him. "That's more like a double shot."

"Too bad," Kurt smirked. "I was going to ask you to do this one off my body."

Blaine stared, the thought completely clouding all judgement. "Um, fuck yes?"

Kurt beckoned them all toward the bar, where Kurt rolled his shirt up and laid down upon it. Some customers complained, but the bartender sought to them.

Kurt placed a lime precariously in his mouth, as Blaine's eyes roved over Kurt's pale sculpted torso, basically drooling. Rachel giggled as she and Sebastian put salt near Kurt's belly button.

"Ready?" Kurt asked with a raised brow.

Sebastian handed him the shot, and Blaine languorously licked Kurt's stomach before killing the shot and then took the lime from Kurt's mouth, the juice stinging his tongue. Blaine spit the lime out onto the counter to kiss Kurt heatedly.

"Alright, alright," the bartender sounded annoyed, shooing them off and away from the counter.

They all danced in one big group for what seemed like hours after that. Blaine's body felt tingly and warm from the sensation of alcohol taking over his system. He also was really enjoying the fact that he finally felt included, being ground up against by two sexy men while the two girls made out.

It was nearly 2am, closing time, so they all decided to leave, tripping out to the parking lot. Quinn struggled to find Rachel's keys in her purse while they all shivered by the car. Once in, and the heat turned on, Quinn drove carefully home, laughing because everybody was so freaking hammered.

"I just, love you guys," Rachel slurred, lounging in the passenger seat, flailing her arms. "Let's have a big sleepover."

Quinn laughed, and stroked Rachel's hair at a stop light. "I love you," Quinn said, and leaned in to kiss Rachel chaste on the lips. Rachel's face was flushed, but it was hard to say whether from being so wasted, or the fact that her girlfriend was treating her like a drunk queen.

Blaine found himself giggling, his face pressed up against the window, enjoying the sights of glory that New York City was at night. He didn't even seem to mind when he heard Sebastian and Kurt making out right next to him in the cramped back seat.

That was until Blaine felt a hand on his thigh, stroking up and down in a tantalizing way, sensing himself growing hard again. Blaine turned and blinked away his blurry vision to see it was Kurt, who was smiling seductively while Sebastian sucked a hickey into his collarbone. Clearly Kurt was interested in this being a team effort, and Blaine was all for it.

Blaine took Kurt's hand and pressed it directly onto his bulge to show Kurt how fucking horny he was. Kurt's eyes fluttered shut when Blaine did the same, palming Kurt through his tight jeans.

This action seemed to grant Blaine in favor, because Kurt turned away from Sebastian, crawling his way on top of Blaine, who spread his thighs eagerly for Kurt. Bracing himself against the seat, Kurt ground his rock hard cock into Blaine's and they both moaned loudly.

"C'mon guys, can't it wait?" Quinn asked, exasperated. Rachel seemed to find it the most hilarious thing in the world, laughing until tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes.

Blaine seemed to come to his senses realizing they were in a car full of people, and he felt himself blush as he pushed Kurt off of him. Sebastian really didn't look amused as Kurt situated himself into an upright position.

Kurt however leaned in to nibble on Blaine's earlobe before whispering, "Blaine Anderson, you are in for a wild night."