"Wow." Blaine whispered, his hands resting softly on Kurt's thighs, moving towards his ass cheeks. "You're perfect."

Kurt chuckled. "I'm not perfect, Blaine."

"Yes, you are." Blaine insisted as he started stroking Kurt's ass. Kurt ducked his head in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed red because of his vulnerable position.

Though weirdly enough, it didn't feel as awkward as it should. Instead, it felt strangely intimate. And right.

"Okay, I'm going to put two now." he breathed, slowly extracting his fingers from his entrance and going for more lube.

"Hey, Kurt?" Blaine said and Kurt stilled his movement. "I know you told me no but can I do this? I really want it. And I'll be careful, I promise."

"Alright." Kurt agreed, surprising himself for a second time today. "Here's the-

"Yeah, I got it." Blaine cut him off, taking the bottle in his hands and squeezing a good portion of the liquid on his fingers.

"Relax." he said, "I'll make it good. I promised you."

Kurt huffed, doubting Blaine's words yet letting himself deflate, his body relaxed and pliant against the bed sheets.

Blaine's hands moved slowly, his face contorted in utmost concentration as he slipped one finger inside Kurt's hole, up to the last knuckle. "Am I doing okay?" he checked, wiggling his finger inside, seeing how it moved easily.

Kurt smiled fondly. "I think you're doing great, Blaine." Then a little more desperate, "More?"

"Yeah." Blaine mumbled under his breath, his finger removed from Kurt's ass as he now led two of them inside.

"No." Kurt said and Blaine froze. "Just ... use three, okay? I'm good for three." Kurt continued, surprised at how hungry he was suddenly for it.

Blaine seemed shocked and more than a little apprehensive but he complied, leading three heavily lubricated fingers in Kurt's entrance. "Just, um ... relax your muscles, okay?"

"I know how it works, Blaine." Kurt huffed, his voice mumbled against the soft pillows. "I've done it before."

"Of course you have." Blaine backtracked, biting his lip. "Stupid."

"And stop swearing." Kurt added, "You're not stupid. You're just-

"Inexperienced?" Blaine offered.

"Exactly."

"Well, I get it. You're like, totally experienced." Blaine gushed, "I mean, it's your job!" he chuckled awkwardly.

Kurt bit the inside of his cheek, trying to stop himself from correcting the other boy on that. "Yeah." he lied, instead.

"So, um ... I'm putting them in."

"Please do."

"Okay."

Despite his previous eagerness, Kurt felt himself tensing as soon as Blaine's fingers pushed inside his hole, slipping inside him steadily. Kurt attempted to relax enough to bear the foreign intrusion, breathing through his nose as Blaine's fingers finally came to a stop, fully seethed inside him.

"Move them." Kurt gasped, blinking rapidly. "But slowly."

Blaine nodded, moving his fingers slightly out before thrusting them inside again and then repeating the notion.

"Shit." Kurt suddenly swore, scrunching his eyes shut.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked worriedly. "Are you-

"M'fine." Kurt murmured, "It just ... started to feel good."

"It feels good?" Blaine repeated, looking hopeful.

Kurt hummed in agreement. "Can you ... I-I think I'm ready."

"Really?" Blaine checked.

"Would I lie to you?" Kurt laughed though it came out more like a whine. "Come on, Blaine."

"Okay." Blaine said, removing his fingers from Kurt's ass. Kurt stood up immediately, his legs on Blaine's sides again.

"Alright." he said, "Lie down. And put on a condom." he ordered, taking one for himself as well.

Blaine looked surprised but complied, moving towards the upper side of the bed and settling against the headboard. He then grabbed a condom out of the small box Wes has left in the room and rolled it all the way down to the base of his cock.

Kurt smirked, crawling up until his ass was hanging in the air, just above Blaine's length. "I see you don't need any help here." he commented, motioning at Blaine's rock-hard cock.

"Not really." Blaine breathed, his eyes roaming over Kurt's naked figure hovering over him.

"You have a really nice body." he said, "Do you exercise?"

"I dance." Kurt replied, slowly lowering himself on Blaine's cock. "Ready?"

"Yeah." Blaine nodded emphatically, his hands holding the other boy's waist tightly. They both gasped as the head of Blaine's cock slipped inside, Blaine's hands holding Kurt's waist hard enough to bruise in an attempt to hold off thrusting into the unbelievable tightness around his length.

Kurt didn't stop; he continued bearing down on Blaine's cock until his ass rested on Blaine's hips, breathing deeply.

"C-Can you move?" Blaine stuttered, his hands trembling as he held Kurt.

"Give me a moment." Kurt whispered, attempting to calm down his rapid breathing as he got used to the intrusion. He slowly rocked his lower body, a wave of pleasure tickling up his spine though the burning hadn't diminished yet.

"Okay." he whispered under his breath, slowly lifting himself up until the head of Blaine's cock was stretching around his rim, barely keeping him open. His legs trembled as he valiantly tried to keep himself steady. He started lowering his body once again, Blaine's cock slipping inside his hole, making him shudder at the sensation.

"Oh my God." Blaine gasped, his chest heaving. "I never ... I-I never expected it to f-feel this good."

"Yeah." Kurt agreed, his voice coming out thin and strained as sweat dripped down his forehead. "It's great."

Soon, Kurt managed to set a faster pace, his hole now loose enough for him to bounce on Blaine's cock easier and a lot faster.

Unable to keep still any longer, Blaine started forcing his cock deep inside Kurt's ass as the other boy met his thrusts with equal fervor.

Kurt groaned, his movements faltering as he felt his stomach twist hotly, signaling his upcoming arrival. His hands found his cock, pumping it up and down frantically as he bit his lip, trying to drown the whimpers threatening to escape his throat.

"Blaine." he gasped, "I'm- I'll-

"Me too." Blaine grunted, his hips thrusting arrhythmically as he started coming, long ropes of cum filling his condom.

Kurt's legs gave away as he slumped against Blaine's torso, his grip on his cock failing as he-too-came with a broken shout.

A moment later, Blaine's arms encircled his middle, removing him with surprising strength from above him, his cock slipping out of Kurt's sore hole as he lay the other boy next to him.

Kurt's eyes were still shut, his orgasm so intense that he had trouble coming back to reality. After what seemed like minutes or even hours, his eyes fluttered open and he turned towards Blaine who was-too-lying on the bed, the condom already disposed on a nearby bin.

He let out a pleased laugh at Blaine's utterly debauched state, closing his eyes again; enjoying the comfortable silence.

Suddenly, Blaine cleared his throat. "So, um ... how did you became a prostitute?" he asked, looking uncomfortable.

Kurt eyed him strangely. "How did I become what?"

"A prostitute." Blaine repeated, "It's not a dream job, isn't it? I mean, I don't want to offend you but-

"I'm not a prostitute." Kurt said, smiling faintly. At Blaine's shocked expression, he continued. "My friend works as a waitress there and she asked me to take her shift for the night."

Blaine seemed shell-shocked. "So, you ... but, how? I-

"I thought you looked cute and your friends seemed so excited when they told me." Kurt replied, "I decided to play along."

A moment of silence.

"So, um ... does that mean I can get you out for coffee tomorrow?"

The end.