„Yes Blaine. Just like that. Work those hips. Yeah, right. Faster. All the way up and down again." Blaine was panting hard. Kurt looked at him. He didn't seem to be able to go very much longer but Kurt knew he could.

"Come on Blaine. Just a little longer. Yes, harder. Push it."

"I can't." Blaine mumbled, still panting. "It's too much." His cheerio's uniform was riding up with every thrust and Kurt couldn't help put lick his lips, at the taut skin exposed by the motion. He really wanted to put his mouth there and lick and kiss and mark.

"One more for me honey. You can do it. Be a good boy for me." Kurt purred smirking. Blaine moved his hips once more and collapsed, his chest heaving up and down, hair sweaty and eyes closed in exhaustion.

He looked positively debauched and Kurt had to grin.

He was about to say something as a voice rang clear and loud through the room.

"Okay sloppy babies. Switch. I want you to work these hip bridges!" Coach Sue called out and Kurt sighed loudly, as he flumped back to let Blaine hold his ankles now.