Rachel stood backstage at Sectionals, shaking. She was Rachel Barbara Berry! She never got nervous! What was the deal.

"Hello, gorgeous," a smooth voice appeared in her ear, making her shiver. "What's going on?"

She turned around to see Blaine dressed in their chosen outfit- a long sleeved black silk shirt with a silk white tie and black slacks that were a little tight around his ass and crotch. She couldn't help but scan her eyes over his body.

"Nervous?" he asked, a smile on his face.

"Yeah...I don't know why, though, I mean, I've done this so many times! I haven't been nervous about performing before a crowd since I was three and that was because my dads changed my outfit at the last minute and I didn't think the audience would like it-"

"What's Miss Berry rambling about now?" Kurt swayed toward them and rested an arm on Blaine's shoulder. "Damn, Berry, you look positively overwrought."

"I'm freaking out! I mean, I know the song, I know the moves, I have everything down, but I'm just..."

"Tense?" Blaine looked over her strapless black and white dress, taking in the curves of her collar bones.

She felt her stomach coil. "Y..yeah, I think so."

"You know what you need? A massage." Kurt tilted his head.

Rachel quirked an eyebrow. "Kurt, we have forty-five minutes until we're on stage."

"He's very good," Blaine's voice dropped and he leaned down to her ear. "But you already know that, don't you?"

Rachel bit back a moan as the breath ghosting her neck sent chills down her spine. "Well...I guess it couldn't hurt."

Kurt smiled and took her hand. "Rachel Berry, living on the edge a little."

"I had sex with you two, didn't I?" she smiled a little mischievously. Blaine groaned and took her shoulders as Kurt pulled her toward a small room just off the back of the stage. They flicked on the dim light, closed the door and looked around at their setting- there was nothing here but a table and a couple of fold-out chairs.

"Well, for a good massage, I'm gonna have to take this off," Kurt ran his finger over the top of the strapless dress.

Rachel nodded breathlessly. Kurt smiled and leaned down to lick a line across her collar bone, tasting the dark skin.

"Mmm, Kurt," she sighed. Blaine slowly moved behind her and started sliding down the zipper of the dress. When he got it down, he slipped his hands beneath the silky fabric and moved his hands over her breasts, squeezing gently and bending down to kiss at her lower back and up her spine.

Rachel whimpered and laced her fingers in Kurt's hair before pulling him up to crash her lips to his. She had no idea how much he had missed doing this until just then. He slipped the dress off of her, Blaine catching it before it hit the ground and folding it over one of the chairs.

"On the table, gorgeous," Kurt tapped her ass gently, making her giggle. She finally got up, lying on her stomach with her arms crossed under her head, facing toward Blaine. Kurt crawled up and straddled her thighs, running his soft hands over her smooth ass and up her side gently before moving his hands to knead at her shoulders.

"Mmm, that feels good," she moaned softly and Kurt smiled.

"I usually fall asleep," Blaine says.

"Yeah, but I always wake you up," Kurt winked, making Blaine knees go a little weak.

Kurt moved down from her shoulders to her sides, squeezing gently and digging his thumbs into the spots just to the sides of her spine. The soft whimpers and slight movement beneath him went straight to his cock, causing it to throb against the zipper of his slacks.

Kurt slid down her thighs, working down her back to the swell of her ass, leaning down to press a kiss against the dip there.

"Oh, Kurt," she let out a shaky breath. Kurt squeezed her ass gently, making her hiss.

"Hey, this is supposed to relax you." he giggled.

"Well, you have wonderful hands," she smiled.

"That he does," Blaine said huskily. He had removed his tie and draped it over Rachel's dress and undone half the buttons on his silk shirt. "You look a little hot, baby, mind if I get that shirt off?"

Kurt nodded and Blaine walked over to the table and crawled up to straddle Rachel's calves, pressing his body against his boyfriend's and wrapping his arms around him to slip off his tie. As he worked the buttons open on Kurt's shirt, he pulled back the collar to suck at Kurt's neck.

"Mmm," Kurt moaned and lay his head back, still squeezing Rachel's ass. Rachel looked up to watch Blaine pull open the shirt and run his large calloused hands over Kurt's smooth chest. Blaine was so gentle and loving with Kurt that it made her heart swell.

"I love you, Kurt," Blaine whispered against the skin between his neck and shoulder.

"Mmm, love you, too," Kurt smiled. Blaine climbed off the table and lay Kurt's shirt and tie on the chair and turned to watch Kurt slide down and rub at Rachel's thighs and calves before getting down.

"Turn over, Rachel," Kurt whispered to her and she complied. As soon as she did, Kurt captured her lips gently, moving them languidly against his own. She whimpered when he pulled away, but he moved to the end of the table and took her left foot against his chest, massaging it gently.

"Wow, no one's ever given me a foot massage before," she stretched her arms over her head.

"Bet no one's ever done this either," he said before gently licking a strip up from the heel of her foot, across the arch and up her big toe before he took it into his mouth.

"Oh, god," she gasped, gripping at the end of the table above her head. Blaine breathed shakily and moved over to the table. He kissed Rachel, swallowing her moan and sliding his hand down between her breasts and over her stomach, silky smooth skin meeting calloused skin.

Rachel slid her hand up his chest and cupped his cheek, pulling him deeper and slipping her tongue into his mouth. The taste of coffee filled her senses, making her moan further. Kurt had moved to the other foot, giving it the same treatment before he somewhat hurriedly massaged her calves and knees before climbing up to straddle her legs. He squeezed her thighs while he kissed over her flat stomach and licked at the sensitive spot above her hip bone.

Blaine broke the kiss and looked down at Kurt. He was hooking his fingers into the waistband of Rachel's lacy black panties and tugging gently. He looked up and smiled.

"Can I taste you?"

Rachel nodded quickly and lifted her hips to allow Kurt to remove her underwear. Kurt ran his eyes over her naked body before spreading her legs and licking gently at her clitoris.

"Oh, Kurt!" she arched her back as he plunged in, curling and thrusting his tongue in her. He hummed against her, feeling her tremble as he did. Kurt moved a hand up and began massaging her with his thumb, further stimulating her.

"Oh, fuc-mmmf," she was muffled by Blaine kissing her hungrily, cupping her face gently.

"Now, now, Rachel, I don't want to have to gag you. There are people right on the other side of that door, you know."

She whimpered, fighting back the urge to scream out and she felt Kurt graze his teeth gently across her. Suddenly, the door flew open.

"Rachel, are you ok in-" Quinn stood stock still. Kurt had sat up quickly and Blaine stepped back from Rachel.

"You can stay or you can go, Quinn, but that door has to shut," Blaine smirked. Quinn looked between the three of them, shock still set in her face, but she slowly moved forward, shutting it behind her.

"Lock that for me, please mam," Blaine winked and she did so quickly.

"What's going on in here?" she asked, looking between Kurt and Rachel. Kurt still had his hand against Rachel's stomach and Rachel was panting.

"Rachel was nervous...we're just helping her calm down a bit, that's all," Kurt said, his voice low and rough. It made Quinn shiver.

"Now, we only have thirty-five minutes to finish calming her down...feel free to stay and watch, or maybe we could help you calm down, too," Blaine stroked Quinn's cheek with his thumb. Quinn closed her eyes for a moment, thinking about what the hell she was going to do.

"I can't get pregnant again...I can't-"

"We've come prepared...it seems like lately we pretty much have too," Blaine chuckled. Quinn gave a small smile before nodding.

"I'll stay."

Blaine smiled and fully cupped her cheek. "Can I kiss you, Quinn?"

She nodded and he quickly pressed his lips to her, making her moan by running his tongue along her bottom lip. She really did like Blaine- he was very smart, cute, sweet, gentle- now she could add best kisser ever to her list of things to like.

"You can touch me, Quinn," he mumbled against her lips and she wrapped her arms around his waist, the silk fabric feeling amazing beneath her fingers. They heard gasps and whimpers beside them that told them Kurt had gone back to eating Rachel out. Blaine sat down on the chair that didn't have their clothes in it and pulled Quinn down to straddle him. He groaned at the sensation on his cock when she sat and she took the opportunity to kiss at his jaw and neck and slip the buttons open on the rest of his shirt. Blaine took her hips and thrusted up gently, rubbing against her and making her moan against his neck.

"Mm, you're good at that," he growled.

"This isn't my first time," she smiled against his chest, where she was crawling down off him onto the floor. "Besides, you're hot. It comes easily."

He chuckled and gasped as she brought her hand up his chest then raked her nails back down and over his clothed erection.

"Oh, fuck!" he bucked his hips into her hand. She unbuttoned his slacks and pulled them down with his help. She pulled off his boxer briefs and eyed his leaking erection.

"Big boy, aren't you?" she smirked and took him into his hand, pumping a couple of times before taking him half way.

Blaine bit his lips to muffle the loud moan threatening to escape his throat. He heard himself practically echoed across the room and his looked over to see Kurt had moved up Rachel's body and they were making heavily, Rachel's hand in his unbuttoned pants pumping his erection. Kurt was fingering her.

"Fuck, Rachel," he breathed into her ear.

"Kurt, need more, please," she panted breathlessly.

"I have an idea." The smirk in his voice made her shiver. He pulled out of her and stood up.

"Blaine, remember what we mentioned after we came back from Dalton the other day?"

Blaine was a little too blissed out to remember what he meant- Quinn was still bobbing up and down against him, her tongue doing sinful things to his cock.

"N-no, I- ungh, fuck-"

Kurt giggled and walked over to him and whispered into his ear, his eyes rolling back into his head.

"Oh, yeah, that," he smiled dazedly before his face contorted into pleasure as Quinn hummed around him.

"You want Rachel or Quinn?" Kurt asked, stroking a piece of hair out of the girl's face gently.

"You had Rachel last time," Blaine hissed.

"Fine," Kurt smiled. He tapped Quinn's shoulder and pulled her up for a passionate kiss. She may have lied earlier- Kurt was definitely the best kisser ever. Kurt reached around and unzipped her dress, too turned on the care that it hit the floor and Quinn didn't seem bothered by it. Blaine stripped off the rest of his shirt and helped Rachel sit up on the table. He stood between her legs and kissed down her chest, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking.

"Mmm, what are we doing, Kurt," Quinn asked, letting him slid her underwear off.

"You'll see. Are you opposed to kissing Rachel?"

Quinn thought for a moment before shaking her head.

"That's just a little added bonus, then," Kurt smiled and kissed her quickly before lifting her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his thin waist, and carrying her over to the table.

"Condoms?" Kurt asked Blaine.

"Back pocket," he breathed. Kurt stopped on the way and kissed Blaine hard on the mouth, making the boy growl low in his throat and grip the side of Kurt's neck.

"So hot," Quinn whimpered, watching the boys. Kurt finally pulled away and slapped Blaine on the ass before fishing out the condoms from Blaine's back pocket, handing Blaine one, and ripping open his own.

"Ok, ladies, you ever hear of reverse cowgirl?" Blaine asked. The girls nodded.

"Well..." Blaine climbed onto the table and kissed Rachel's shoulder. "Let's go."

The girls giggled and let Kurt and Blaine get situated on the table. They sat facing each other, Kurt's left leg over Blaine's and his right leg under the other.

Quinn knelt over Kurt's hips with her legs hooked under his thighs and Rachel doing the same with Blaine. The boys were up on their hands, bracing themselves into semi-sitting positions

"Ready?" Kurt huffed. Quinn nodded, as did Rachel, and Kurt and Blaine pulled each of them down on the them slowly, the girls' simultaneous gasps and whimpers filling the room. Kurt gripped at Blaine's ankle that rested at his side and thrusted into Quinn, throwing his head back in ecstasy at the sensation of her heat around him.

Both boys exchanged a look and silently agreed before lifting their hips off the table, getting a deeper thrust into the girls.

"Oh, Kurt!"

"Blaine!" They cried out at the same time, grabbing on to each other's shoulders to hold themselves up.

"Oh, so good," Blaine picked up his pace. The room was heating up and sweat glistened off Rachel's back. "Finger her, Rachel!"

Rachel moved her hand down Quinn's chest and stomach and she slipped two fingers inside her beside Kurt, thrusting in time with his hard thrusts.

Quinn and Kurt both cried out at the new intrusion. Kurt thrusted faster, his thighs quivering with exertion.

Quinn leaned in and kissed Rachel, cupping her face and running her fingers through her dark hair. Rachel moaned loudly into her mouth as Blaine continued to hit that sweet spot inside her. At almost the exact same time, Rachel and Quinn cried out, convulsing as their orgasms hit them and clinging to each other. Kurt and Blaine felt their orgasms coming and thrusted quickly and deep into the girls.

"Oh, god, fuck!" Blaine came in Rachel, his body giving out and falling back against the table. Kurt squeezed Quinn's hip hard and thrusted one more time before screaming out and shuddering. As he came down, he lay down on the table, catching his breath. Whimpers and gasps filled the room and Quinn and Rachel slipped off the boys, getting down and walking over to each of them and kissing them deeply. Quinn pulled the condom off Kurt and tossed into the garbage can in the corner where Rachel had thrown Blaine's. The boys sat up and kissed each other softly before hopping up and getting dressed with the girls.

"I can't believe I'm about to go on stage with sex hair," Kurt groaned. Blaine giggled and kissed Kurt's nose.

"I'll reward you later for it, baby."

The girls giggled at Kurt's dreamy look and straightened out their dresses and did a final check of each other's hair before they were ready to go.

"Five minutes...still nervous, Rachel?" Blaine asked.

Rachel shook her head. "You guys really helped."

"We're here to serve," Kurt winked.

Blaine took Kurt's hand and lead him out of the door. "Had fun, ladies."

"Bye," they both said together. Quinn stopped Rachel as she walked toward the door.

"Wait, Rachel. I just wanted to say something."

Rachel turned, curious. "What is it?"

"I just want you to know...you always say I'm a pretty girl and you wished you looked like me...the truth is, Rachel...you're a pretty girl, too."

Rachel's eyes widened. "You...really think so?"

"I do. You don't give yourself enough credit. You're beautiful."

Rachel's eyes welled up a little, but she blinked the tears away. "Thank you, Quinn."

Quinn smiled and kissed her cheek. "Break a leg out there, ok?"

Rachel nodded and Quinn hooked her arm in Rachel's and the two walked out of the room toward the stage. The girls were on one side and the boys were on the right.

Rachel saw Kurt and Blaine looking at Quinn and Rachel's linked arms, smiles on their faces. Rachel winked at them before the music started and they headed out.

Ok, more suggestions, folks! I have tons of kinks, but more are welcome. I plan on eventually just putting all my kinky Klaine shit in here.