First Time

"Blaine, why are you looking at him like that?" Kurt asked, turning back to Blaine. Kurt was referring to the young man, Joey, who was walking away from the two of them and out the door of the little café. Kurt and Blaine had been enjoying their lunch together when Joey, one of Kurt's friends from NYADA, came in to pick up his take- out lunch.

"Hey Joey!" Kurt had greeted with a grin, standing from the table. Blaine had looked up, eyeing Joey, a tall, slim man with tight jeans and a low-cut v-neck shirt. Joey and Kurt chatted for a few minutes while Blaine chewed slowly on his food, glancing up at him every few moments. Kurt hugged Joey before he left, waving after him before he turned back to Blaine.

"Blaine? I asked why you were looking at him like that." Kurt repeated, raising an eyebrow at him.

Blaine seemed to snap out of his little daze and turned his head towards Kurt. "Oh...no reason, just..."he trailed off, watching Kurt sit back down. "Nothing. Nothing, really," he said with a small smile. Kurt watched him a moment before shrugging, leaving it alone.

Second Time

"Yeah! I'll be there, I promise!" Blaine heard Kurt say as he walked into their bedroom. Kurt was laid back on the bed, talking on his cell phone, and giggling at something the party on the other line said.

"Don't be ridiculous. Of course. Talk to you later," Kurt said with a smile before he hung up, looking up at Blaine who was slowly sitting down on the bed.

"Who was that?" Blaine asked, eyebrows raised slightly.

"Oh, just Tony. He was asking if I'd be at his art showing tomorrow after one of my classes and I was just reassuring him I would be." He smiled, watching as he Blaine moved closer to kiss him firmly. Kurt made a soft noise against his lips at the kiss, feeling Blaine's lips part so he could nip at Kurt's bottom lip, making Kurt hum quietly and pull back.

"As much as I'd like to be getting frisky, I have work at five in the morning, so I need to be getting some sleep," Kurt said, pressing a gentle kiss to Blaine's cheek before he burrowed himself up under the covers, feeling Blaine's warm chest press against his back and the solid weight of his arm around his middle.

Third Time

Kurt felt the loud music moving through his body as he danced with Blaine, their bodies pressed close. Blaine's hands were on Kurt's hips while Kurt's hands toyed with the back of Blaine's hair, something he had learned the boy loved. The club seemed to pulse around them as they moved in the packed room and Kurt could see Blaine's curls beginning to be freed from their gel as sweat collected at his hairline.

"I'm going to go get something to drink, okay?" Blaine said, pressing a kiss to Kurt's lips, pulling away to see him nod. Blaine moved through the maze of people, having to nearly shout 'excuse me's to try and retain his polite nature as he made his way to the bar, ordering a drink for he and Kurt to share.

As he weaved his way back through the crowd he noticed Kurt (tall, lean, gorgeous Kurt) dancing with another man. Blaine's first instinct wasn't to get mad at Kurt, no. His sights were set on the guy he was dancing with, far too close for Blaine's liking.

"Excuse you," Blaine said, not putting any politeness in his voice as he pushed himself between the man and Kurt, his Kurt. The man looks confused, then angry. Blaine pushes Kurt gently away, getting enough of a gap between them and the man to soon have it filled by other people. He watched him walk away, looking annoyed as he glared at Blaine. Blaine just glared right back.

"Blaine, he was just a guy from my school and we were just dancing," Kurt explained, sounding a little annoyed. But he knew it had maybe looked a bit bad, so he couldn't be too upset with Blaine. Blaine said nothing though as he took Kurt's arm gently, pulling him through the crowd.

"Blaine, where are we going?" Kurt asked, raising his eyebrows. "I was only dancing with him until you got back, we don't have to leave..." Kurt realized they actually weren't going towards the exit though. They were going towards the bathroom.

Blaine pulled Kurt inside, locking the door before he pushed Kurt up against it. Luckily there was no one else in the bathroom, and he knew there was another on the other side of the club, so whoever tried to use it would probably just think it was closed for cleaning. But Blaine didn't really care about that right now.

"What are we-" Kurt was cut off as Blaine's mouth practically attacked his own, lips moving hard against his before they opened, Blaine's tongue darting out to nearly pry open Kurt's mouth. Kurt moaned against his lips as his own parted to allow Blaine's tongue entrance, practically dizzy with jumping straight to this hard, passionate kiss rather than building up with soft, gentle kisses as they usually did.

Kurt felt his heart beating quickly with nervousness of actually doing this in a public bathroom and the excitement of it as well. His pulse sped up as he started to realize why exactly Blaine was acting this way, piecing together the bits of possessiveness he had been displaying recently.

"Were you jealous?" Kurt asked breathlessly as he pulled back, feeling Blaine's own labored breaths on his lips and then on his neck as Blaine started pressing kisses against his skin.

"I hate seeing you with other guys..." Blaine muttered, groaning softly. "It makes me feel like such an ass...but I'm so protective of you. I don't want anyone hurting you. I want everyone to know I'm the one who loves and protects you."

Kurt licked his lips as he tilted his head back, moaning quietly as Blaine started sucking a mark into his neck, the pale skin turning red and purple. "I love that...I love that you want to protect me...that you want everyone to know I'm yours..." His fingers weaved their way through Blaine's curls as his lips were back on his own.

"Mm...yeah...I want everyone to know that you're mine," Blaine muttered against his lips.

"Then do it. Make sure everyone knows who I belong to," Kurt murmured softly, shivering at the look of possessiveness in Blaine's eyes as he started to quickly pop open the buttons on Kurt's shirt before moving his hands to unbutton his jeans. Blaine was sucking another mark into his chest, just above his nipple, making him whimper.

Kurt's hands moved to Blaine's chest, starting to undo the buttons on his shirt as well, both of them now practically yanking off each other's clothes until they were shimmying to get out of their underwear before Blaine was pushing Kurt back up against the door.

"Blaine, this door is probably so dirty from people touching it with their unwashed hands and God knows who else may have had their naked skin pressed up against it-" Kurt protested before Blaine silenced him with his lips on his.

Blaine's hand ran down Kurt's leg, pulling it up over his hip before he did the same with his other leg. Kurt hummed softly before he gasped, feeling Blaine's cold, lube-slicked fingers brushing over his hole.

"I guess it's a good thing I brought a little bottle of lube with me," he murmured with a faint grin, feeling Kurt shiver, his arms wrapped around his neck. Kurt nodded, whimpering softly as he felt Blaine pressing a finger into him, the stretch burning as it always did to begin with.

Once three fingers were in him, making Kurt squirm and moan in pleasure, Kurt was breathing softly against Blaine's neck. "I'm ready," he murmured quietly against his skin, whimpering softly as Blaine pulled his fingers out, stroking his own cock to spread lube over it.

"Mm...God, I love you babe," Blaine murmured, gripping Kurt's thighs as he positioned himself at his entrance and started pushing in, both of them groaning nearly in unison.

"Fuck...I love you too," Kurt muttered, arms tightening around Blaine's neck. In that moment, Kurt didn't care about where they were at or how dirty the door may be. Locked together so close, sharing each other's breaths, unmoving as they rested their foreheads together with their eyes closed. Both of them opened their eyes after a few moment, staring into each other's darkened eyes for a moment before Blaine started to move.

He thrust shallow and slow at first, barely pulling out before he thrust back in. Kurt moaned quietly, his fingers twining gently in Blaine's hair. But it wasn't enough. It wasn't enough for Blaine, his mind still filled with jealous thoughts, nor was it enough for Kurt, who thought Blaine's possessiveness was more than a bit hot.

Kurt tugged at Blaine's hair, bringing his lips to his lover's in a soft kiss that quickly turned passionate; teeth nipping, tongues dancing, lips moving together hot and slick. With the increase in intensity of kissing came Blaine's own increased movements. He pulled out further, thrusting his cock back in harder, making Kurt moan louder against his lips. Blaine's nails dug into Kurt's thighs as he thrust, keeping him pressed against the door as he fucked him.

They heard the beating of the music just outside the door, the endless chatter in the club, and paid no attention to the flickering light in the bathroom. Their only focus was on each other; the sound of their labored breathing and skin smacking against skin, watching the sweat that dripped from their hairline, smelling each other's scent they'd come to know so well.

Soon Blaine had only one hand on Kurt's thigh while the other had snaked up to his cock, starting to stroke him in time with his thrusts. Kurt groaned, his fingers tightening in his hair as he felt his belly heating up as he felt his orgasm building.

Kurt cried out as his orgasm hit him, making him shake gently in Blaine's arms, his cum spilling over Blaine's hand and on his own stomach. Blaine thrust a few more times before he moaned loudly, coming inside Kurt as he stilled.

They both breathed loudly, damp foreheads touching as they tried to catch their breath, Kurt's feet slowly returning to the ground. Blaine went to grab a couple of paper towels to clean them up, tenderly wiping over Kurt's face and over his abdomen, smiling up at him when he caught Kurt watching him fondly.

"What?" Blaine asked softly.

"Oh, nothing...just thinking that maybe I should start dancing with other boys more often," Kurt murmured, smirking faintly and laughing when Blaine smacked at his stomach with the paper towel.

"I'm only kidding, sweetheart. You're the only partner I could ever need or want, in more ways than one," Kurt murmured with a smile, kissing Blaine gently, feeling him smile against his lips as they got lost in each other's kisses and touches again.