The yellow tiles are still cold, even through his shirt. But Kurt doesn't notice as Blaine's hot mouth is on him, running down his throat. Just ripping open Kurt's shirt instead of unbuttoning it and sucking roughly at his nipples, making them turn into hard nubs before nipping at them. Hands are all over each other. Blaine undressing Kurt, because he definitely shouldn't be the only naked one. Kurt turns the water to hot. Because Blaine doesn't need a cool-down now.

Blaine gets down in his knees, pulling Kurt's pants down and working them past his ankles. He takes Kurt into mouth, deep and hot. Still sucking hard, he puts Kurt's leg on his shoulder making him go deeper down his boyfriend's throat. Blaine pulls off with a high pitched whine from Kurt. Blaine licks past his balls to his puckered hole. And slowly licks around it, while bringing a hand up to Kurt's cock. One hand working fast and rough, the other one keeping his balance.

He slips his tongue past the tight ring of muscles. Licking the walls, lapping up the delicious taste of Kurt. Blaine could feel his spit dripping down his chin, but he couldn't bring himself to care about it. He bit lightly, testingly at the Kurt's rim. He let's out a shout that echoed off the tiles, his leg shaking. Blaine removed his hand from his cock to his thigh, keeping him steady. He bit at the rim again, sucking it into his mouth this time.

Kurt was swearing above him, with Blaine's name mixing in. He shoved his tongue back in, almost reaching Kurt's prostate. It wasn't enough. He slid his middle finger next to his tongue, now flicking at the wall of muscle. Smirking when Kurt screamed out again as he curved his finger just so.

Blaine managed to pull himself away, after thrusting in several time. He kissed up Kurt's length, sucking the head into his mouth before standing up.�

"I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm not," Blaine's voice was scratchy and deep in Kurt's ear, making him shiver even under the heat the water and them. Kurt just nodded, his�entrance clenching painfully around air.

Kurt hooked his legs around his waist, Blaine pushing him against the wall. Without any warning or lube, he slid into Kurt. Rough and fast. Kurt's scream was cut off as Blaine bit his bottom lip.

"I want you to stay quiet," Blaine growled into Kurt's ear when he pulled away from his lips on a partially hard thrust. Again, Kurt could only nod.

Blaine pounded into him, swearing. Swearing at the world, swearing when Kurt clenched around him, swearing at his brother. Kurt wasn't worried when Blaine mumbled a fuck to Cooper, it wasn't the same fuck he meant when he moaned Kurt's name. He wanted his brother to fuck off and just leave. Forever, maybe.

The snapping of Blaine's hips slowed. Kurt nearly whined, but instead bit down on the tendon on the side of his neck -the one he knows drives him crazy- and sucked. This caused Blaine to stutter his words and his movements to moan. Kurt took this opportunity to fuck himself down on Blaine.

They both screamed out. Blaine coming deep inside of Kurt. Blaine held him against the wall for a few more minutes, trying to calm himself down.

"Better?" Kurt asked, voice horse from yelling and moaning.

"No," Blaine said, voice cracking.

Kurt pulled himself away from where he was breathing in Blaine's neck. Only to find his eyes tear filled. Kurt knew what Blaine needed. He got all his anger out, but now he was just hurt.

"Alright," Kurt slowly stood up, wincing when Blaine pulled out of him, "c'mere."

Blaine fell into his arms. The water had begun to turn cool and both their clothes were soaking by the drain. Kurt let his boyfriend cry into his shoulder. Both of them shaking.�

"Why would he do that? I just want a brother," he asked, pulling away slightly.

Kurt's heart broke. He kissed Blaine's eyelids, closing them. Blaine didn't deserve this. He fought too long to who he was, to just be shoved away and dumped out just because people didn't think he was good enough.

"You're perfect. I love you," Kurt said into his wet curls. Blaine sighed, kissing Kurt softly.

He turned the water off, quickly grabbing towels to dry them off, before dressing in sweats. Blaine let Kurt �do all the work.�

Blaine didn't need Cooper, he didn't need his parents' approval. Blaine just needed Kurt. And he had Kurt.

He pulled him into a kissed, tongue running across his bottom lip, before pulling away, "I love you too. So much"