Prompt: Kurt and Blaine to go a performing arts school, all their friends around them are super comfortable with displaying their bodies and gradually they get used to displaying themselves too.

They go to a school party where the atmosphere is hot and comfortable and people are getting handsy and more around them. They have a few drinks, start to make out publicly and soon start to full on have sex at the party.

Kurt rides Blaine while facing away from Blaine, hard cock bobbing up and down in the most mouth watering way. They get very into each other and ignore all the people gaping at them.

I've taken some liberties with this but the public sex will come!

I'm reuploading because I added quite a bit of text, more than 200% in fact and I couldn't put that as a seperate chapter.. so yeah. Sorry if you've already read the first 200 words!

It had all started out pretty tame. It was crowded when they arrived, people mingling and making easy conversation with the people around them, drinking and dancing. Just having a good time.

Kurt and Blaine stayed together, careful not to loose each other in the mass of moving bodies, and kept a respectable distance between their bodies as they danced. No easy feat, considering how people seemed to constantly bump into them.

When he threw a glance around the dimly lit room, looking for Rachel and Santana who'd planned to meet the couple inside, Kurt couldn't help but gasp.

The people around them had gotten a lot more uninhibited in the hour they'd been there. Many had taken off their shirts, now bare chested, and hands were busy wandering places. Kurt quickly averted his eyes when he saw the couple dancing next to him and Blaine start practically dry-humping each other, the man's hands exploring the girl's body.

This was all a bit too much for him. He couldn't comprehend how people felt comfortable enough to do these things in such a public setting. And it wasn't like Kurt was a prude. Far from it actually. He and Blaine had sex. He enjoyed it and often initiated intimacy. Just not in an environment where anyone could watch.

He turned back to Blaine, surprised to find him watching the people around them with something akin to fascination shining in his eyes... respect, almost.

Kurt leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips, commandeering his boyfriend's attention again. Blaine's hands came up to frame Kurt's face, a thumb rubbing along his sharp jaw, tilting his head just how he wanted to have it so he could get a better angle.

Their kisses soon got deeper, hungrier and sloppier. Kurt let Blaine's tongue in, let it swipe across his teeth and explore his mouth, sucked on it and let it dance with his own. They were totally lost in each other, not noticing people starting to notice them, watching them and loving the show they were given.

With a strong arm around his waist, Blaine pulled his boyfriend's body closer to his, fusing their chests together and making their crotches bump into each other. He could feel Kurt's hard cock against his hip and he was sure that Kurt could feel him, too, and they started up a slow rythm of grinding against each other, not enough to get anywhere, just enough to tease.

Kurt had his head buried in Blaine's neck, hiding how flushed his face was, due to both the temperature in the room and the sinful things Blaine was doing with his hips, quietly moaning into his skin.

He was unable to stop the desperate groan clawing it's way up his throat when Blaine grabbed his ass, squeezing his cheeks and rubbing a finger along the seam of his pants, and it came out as a sob, almost, loud enough for those in their close vicinity to hear over the bass of the music.

But weirdly enough, Kurt didn't feel the embarrassment he expected to feel. It actually was quite nice to just let go and not worry about what other people might think about him, about them.

When he lifted his head, he could see that other couples were grinding together, some making out more heavily than others, some only having eyes for their respective partners, and some watching him and Blaine.

That realization made a rush go through his body, a fire settling low in his belly and simmering there, needing just that little bit of fuel to explode.

Not here though. He kissed Blaine wetly, making him look up at him when they parted, and he must have seen something in Kurt's eyes, his intention shining clear in them or maybe it was just the way his usually light blue orbs had turned dark, almost black, during the course of the night.

But he quickly took Kurt's hand in his and dragged him through the mass of dancing bodies, out into the fresh air and into a cab.

They woke several hours later in their bed, naked with their sheets tangled around their legs, feeling sated and more in love than ever. And ready for food.

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