A few turns later, Brittany spun the bottle, but it barely moved at all and froze in front of Blaine. Blaine stared at Brittany with a wide grin spread across his face and wiggled his eyebrows. “Get ready, Warbler,” Brittany said and pulled Blaine closer. Blaine stumbled forward a little and laughed breathlessly before his lips collided with Brittany’s. Blaine had to admit, Brittany knew had to kiss. After a few beats she pushed Blaine back and he fell into a sitting position as he laughed, feeling giddy from the alcohol.

“Blaine! Blaine! Blaine! Blaine!” Puckerman began to chant and everyone joined in as he leaned in to spin the bottle. He gave it more force than he meant to, and felt himself get anxious about whom it would land on. Blaine watched the bottle slow to a halt and let his eyes follow the line of fire until he saw a surprised looked Kurt Hummel staring back at him. Blaine couldn’t fight off the grin that was forcing its way onto Blaine’s face.

He crawled over to the other boy and looked back as Santana slapped his butt. Blaine laughed and sat down in front of Kurt. Kurt wet his lips and Blaine couldn’t help but stare. God, he really was the most gorgeous person Blaine had ever seen. Kurt reached out and lightly ran his fingers over Blaine’s lips, and Blaine felt like he was melting under the boy’s touch.

Blaine’s mind was still foggy from the liquor, but he was feeling sharper in Kurt’s presence. This is it, Blaine. You’ve dreamt about kissing Kurt since the first time you laid eyes on him. When was that, two years ago? It was finally about to happen.

Blaine grabbed Kurt’s chin in his hand and pulled his face toward him, not wanting to waste any more time. He instantly felt the warmth emanating from Kurt’s touch spread like wildfire and heat up his whole being. Kurt leaned closer to Blaine and put a hand on Blaine’s cheek. It felt like a nest of bees had been smashed open in Blaine’s stomach and flew up to his chest. Blaine inhaled deeply through his nose and deepened the kiss. Thank you Glass Bottle Gods, Blaine thought. Kurt put his unoccupied hand on Blaine’s leg, making Blaine go crazier than he already was.

Blaine practically pounced on him, causing Kurt to fall onto his back. Blaine quickly recaptured Kurt’s lips and Kurt was more than happy to comply. Blaine felt Kurt’s hands go around his neck and tug him down further and closer until Blaine’s chest was pressed against Kurt’s. Blaine felt Kurt’s tongue slide over his lip and Blaine opened his mouth for Kurt. Blaine faintly heard himself moan softly as Kurt’s tongue began to wrestle with his own.

Blaine pulled away and looked down at Kurt. “Damn,” he said breathlessly before Kurt pulled him back down. Blaine happily continued kissing Kurt. He began sucking on Kurt’s bottom lip and Kurt tried to bring them closer still, though that was physically impossible. Blaine’s lips left Kurt’s again and he began to kiss down Kurt’s jaw and down to his neck where he began to nibble on the perfectly pale skin. Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s hair.

“Okay, that’s enough!” someone said and tugged Blaine off of Kurt. He looked around, still in a daze, and saw everyone staring at him and Kurt. Some were wide eyed, like Mercedes and Puck, while others were smirking, like Santana and Artie. “Let’s keep it PG-13,” Rachel said, giving Blaine a look. Blaine looked back at Kurt who was propped up on his knees. He leaned in closer and pressed his lips to Kurt’s ear.

“Meet me at the top of the stairs in ten minutes,” he said before getting up and walking up the basement stairs.