Kurt moaned softly as Blaine began to thrust into him, hands cupping the back of his head. Blaine groaned softly, kissing Kurt's neck.

"Mm, harder, baby," he said, his head tipping back. Blaine obliged, sucking on his collar bone. Kurt moaned as Blaine angled his thrusts upward to hit his prostate.

"Dio, ti senti così fottutamente bene, così stretta," Blaine grunted into his ear. (God, you feel so fucking good, so tight...)
"Nngh, right there, baby, right fucking there," Kurt moaned. "Unnn..."

"You sound so good, baby," Blaine whispered in his ear, still angling the thrusts to his his sweet spot.

"God, Blaine," Kurt moaned, his hands moving to dig his nails into Blaine's back as he sucked a hickey onto his shoulder. "Harder, harder, fuck!"

"Shh, the kids are in the next room," Blaine murmured, groaning softly.

"I-I can't help it, you know I'm a scre- ah, Blaine!" Blaine chuckled softly before closing his lips over Kurt's, effectively silencing him. He moved his hands to Kurt's hips, pounding into him. Kurt whimpered as he hit his prostate again and again, heat coiling low in his belly.

"Nngh, close," he moaned.

"Me too, baby. Come for me," Blaine grunted, hips snapping erratically. Kurt let out a whine as he came hard, Blaine's name falling from his lips. Blaine groaned as Kurt's muscles clenched around him, and, a few thrusts later, came deep in Kurt as well. Kurt whimpered as Blaine's come filled him with sticky warmth, his eyes closing. Blaine held himself up on shaky arms as his climax ended, staring down at Kurt. The man looked exactly as he had the first time they'd had sex, head thrown back, mouth open in a silent scream, eyes clenched shut, back arched. It was easy to forget that they were no longer scared teenagers, figuring everything out together, learning things about each other, like how a certain spot on Kurt's neck, when nibbled with just the right pressure, could all but make him come, how Blaine absolutely loved it when Kurt dug his nails into his back, how when Blaine flicked his tongue against the ridges of Kurt's hard palate he'd moan like a cheap whore. Blaine laid his head down on Kurt's chest and Kurt smiled, running his fingers through Blaine's hair.

"We'd better get to sleep. Elizabeth's talent show is tomorrow," he said softly.

"Yeah. Night, baby," Blaine replied before pecking him on the lips. Kurt smiled and kissed him back softly before they laid down and fell into a deep, sound sleep, holding each other close.

"Mom! Dad! We're going to be late!" Elizabeth hollered, her hands on her hips.

"We're coming, signorina, calm down!" Blaine said, coming down the stairs. (young lady) Luca and Luna were following him, hands linked between them, as always.

"DAD! GET DOWN HERE!" Elizabeth yelled.

"I'm coming! God!" Kurt said, shaking his head. Elizabeth snickered.

"I thought that was last night?"

"No dirty jokes in front of Luna and Luca! You know they like to repeat things!" Blaine scolded. Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

"Sorry," she muttered. Kurt walked over and gently grabbed her shoulders, turning her and examining her outfit. She was wearing a pair of tight black skinny jeans, a bright blue, long sleeved tee shirt, and a black lace, sleeveless jumper with a pair of Converse sneakers that matched. Her hair was, as always, curly, but not unmanageably so, with her straightened bangs brushed out of her face. Her eyes were lined with a thick line of charcoal black liner, and her lips were coated just enough to be shiny with pink lip gloss. In essence, she looked like a mix of emo and prep, just how she always wanted to look.

"You look beautiful, sweetie," Kurt murmured, kissing her forehead. She smiled, hugging him.

"Thanks, Dad," she said. They all went outside and started walking to her high school, only a few blocks from where they lived. Once there, Elizabeth led them to the auditorium and told them where to sit before pecking both of her fathers on the cheek, ruffling Luca's hair, and kissing Luna's forehead, then going back where she was supposed to go before her performance. The other acts flew by for the two men, who really just wanted to see their little girl on that stage. She'd practiced so hard, they both knew. Back in December, she'd temporarily lost her voice from vocal strain, a result of practicing so much, but, with the help of Kurt, who'd gone through the same thing in high school when expanding his range to sing Defying Gravity, she'd managed to get it back, and it was stronger than ever.

"Next up is miss Elizabeth Hummel-Anderson, singing Mad World," the principal announced, smiling. Kurt and Blaine immediately grinned as she stepped out on the stage and the familiar tune rang out.

"All around me are familiar faces,
Worn out places,
Worn out faces,
Bright and early for the daily races,
Going no where,
Going no where,
And the tears are filling up their glasses,
No expression,
No expression,
In my head I want to drown my sorrow,
No tomorrow,
No tomorrow."
She stepped forward a little bit and looked straight at her fathers, smiling at them, then looked out at the audience again.
"And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had,
And I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles
It's a very, very... mad world... mad world...

Children waiting for the day they feel good,
Happy birthday,
Happy birthday,
Made to feel the way that every child should,
Sit and listen,
Sit and listen,
Went to school and I was very nervous,
No one knew me,
No one knew me,
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson,
Look right through me,
Look right through me."
Elizabeth walked to the edge of the stage and, with the grace of a prima ballerina, jumped off and walked over to where her dads were sitting in the front row and moved to kneel in front of them as she sang the chorus one last time.
"And I find it kind of funny,
I find it kind of sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had,
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles,
It's a very, very... mad world... mad world...
Mad World...
Mad World.."

She was rewarded with standing ovation and Kurt and Blaine both hugging her tightly, grinning.

"God, Liz, you're amazing," Kurt murmured to his daughter. Elizabeth smiled.

"I'm your little girl, Daddy, of course I am," she said, smiling at him.

"What a performance! She's a born performer, as I'm sure her parents would agree!" the principal laughed. "Now, next up is Jeffrey Simmons! Give him a hand!" Jeffrey walked onto the stage, the beginning of the Adam Lambert song Runnin' beginning to play.

"Steel to my trembling lips,
How did the night ever get like this?
One shot and the whiskey goes down, down, down.
Bottom of the bottle hits,
Waking up my mind as I throw a fit,
The breaking is taking me down, down, down.

My heart's beating faster,
I know what I'm after."
He began to dance a little, reminding both Blaine and Kurt of how Kurt used to dance, his shoulders wiggling a little and his hips swaying.
"I've been standing here my whole life,
Everything I've seen twice, now it's time I realize,
It's spinning back around now,
On this road I'm crawling
Save me cause I'm falling, now I can't seem to breathe right,
Cause I keep runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin from my heart."
He smiled a little, eyes trained on someone in the audience.
"Round and around I'd go,

Addicted to the numb living in the cold,
The higher, the lower the down, down, down,
Sick of being tired and sick and ready for another kind of fix,
The damage is damning me down, down, down.
He glanced at Blaine and Kurt, smiling a little, before he did something similar to Elizabeth and got off the stage, but, instead of walking over to the two men in the front row, he had another target, a boy that was in the same grade as them with golden brown hair and dark eyes. He sang right to the boy as he blushed profusely, staring at Jeffrey with wide eyes.
"My heart's beating faster, I know what I'm after.
I've been standing here my whole life,
Everything I've seen twice, now it's time I realize,
It's spinning back around now,
On this road I'm crawling
Save me cause I'm falling, now I can't seem to breathe right,
Cause I keep runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin from my heart."
He extended a hand to the boy, who took it and stood, looking a bit embarrassed, but mostly shocked.
"Whoa ohh,
I'm coming alive.
Whoa ohh,
I'll wake up now and live oh,
Whoa ohh,
I'm coming alive.
A life that's always been a dream,
I'll wake up now and live, whoa!"
Jeffrey stared into his eyes as he sang, the boy staring back.
"I've been standing here my whole life,

My heart's beating faster, I,

I know what I'm after.

I've been standing here my whole life,
Everything I've seen twice, now it's time I realize,
It's spinning back around now,
On this road I'm crawling
Save me cause I'm falling, now I can't seem to breathe right,
Cause I keep runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin from my heart.

Cause I keep runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin,

Runnin from my heart!"

As the song ended, Jeffrey leaned in and pressed his lips softly to the other boy's, the kiss gentle, sweet, and adorably awkward, just like all real first kisses are. The boy responded eagerly to the kiss, his arms wrapping around Jeffrey's neck, as the crowd went crazy, cheering and applauding. Kurt looked at Blaine and smiled, remembering their own first kiss, and the shorter man linked his hand with Kurt's. Jeffrey and the boy broke apart, and Jeffrey looked into his eyes again.

"Alex, will you be my boyfriend?" he asked into the microphone. The boy, Alex, nodded enthusiastically before kissing him again, making Kurt chuckle a little.

"We should practice," Blaine murmured in his ear. Kurt smiled, turning to him.

"I thought we were," he replied before pecking Blaine sweetly on the lips and laying his head on his shoulder.