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Kurt glared as Rachel's lips landed on Blaine's full ones. He glared as they began to make out, glared as Blaine pulled back slightly, a question in his gleaming brown-golden eyes, and nearly strangled Rachel's scrawny neck as Blaine leaned back in and began kissing her again.

Why were they at this party anyway?

Why was there alcohol at this party?

They pulled back again, and Rachel seemed tipsy, while Blaine grinned from ear to ear.

"Let's sing a duet!" Rachel declared, still tipsy, mostly from the alcohol, as she stood up to quickly and almost fell. Luckily Blaine was there to catch her before she fell and cracked open her stupid little head.

They went onto the mini stage Rachel had already set up and both began singing Don't You Want Me by The Human League. Everyone sat on the floor, dancing drunkenly to the music, while Tina draped herself over Mike and Arty and Brittany played boss and his bitch. Kurt stood to the side of the stage, watching them, blue eyes blazing with hate and anger, shared mostly equally, towards Rachel and Blaine.

As the song closed, they looked at each other, a secret message zapping between them. Then they departed the stage as the audience cheered, Rachel falling into Finn's arms, and Blaine falling and draping his arms around Kurt.

"Did you see that Kurt?" he asked drunkenly, his curls falling onto his smooth skin as the gel let go of his dark hair.

Kurt nodded, supporting Blaine up with his arms, trying to keep him upright. "Yep, I saw it Blaine."

"Did you like it?" he asked, grinning at Kurt as he resisted standing on his own two feet.

Kurt sighed at his wasted friend and said, "Yes, very nice Blaine, now stand up straight."

Blaine giggled, his cheeks flushed a baby pink, and he leaned on Kurt again, much to the other boys' annoyance and pleasure.

"Let's go back to your place," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear as he nibbled at the lobe.

Kurt's own cheeks flushed crimson, and he placed his hand on Blaine's clothed chest, going to push him away, when Blaine placed his own hand on top. Kurt stared at the large, tanned hand that rested on top of his own small, pale hand.

"Ok..." he heard himself whisper, as Blaine grinned and nibbled his lobe again.

Kurt placed Blaine's arm around his neck and then held his tipsy friend up by placing his hand on his muscular waist. He helped him outside and into a taxi that stopped for them. The driver gave them a funny look, but drove anyway, as Kurt tried to keep Blaine from leaning onto him and nibbling at his ear and neck.

When the taxi stopped outside Kurt's home, he gave the driver some money, and then helped Blaine out of the taxi. Kurt was sure he heard the driver mutter something about "kids these days", but he ignored it as Blaine almost tripped and fell face first onto the ground.

Kurt unlocked the front door and pushed Blaine inside, making sure he didn't trip or walk into anything. He really did not want to wake his parents at, he checked his watch, twenty minutes past eleven.

He sighed inwardly to himself, and then pulled Blaine up from the coach, where he was trying to figure out how to turn the TV on with his Dad's wallet.

"Come on Blaine, time for bed," Kurt whispered, hauling him up.

"TV's not working," Blaine whispered into Kurt's coat as he was helped into Kurt's bedroom.

"Uh-hm, we'll get that fixed," is all Kurt said as he dropped Blaine onto his king sized bed filled with plush cushions. He picked up his pyjamas and went into his bathroom, getting changed, and he was sure he heard Blaine crawl under the covers and pillows, as there was a soft 'fump' from the bedroom. He opened the bathroom door and noticed that he was right, and he smiled to himself.

He placed his folded clothes down onto his desk's stool, intending to place them back into his wardrobe tomorrow, when he was not so tired.

God, was he tired.

Kurt crawled under the cover and pillows on his bed, and soon fell asleep, forgetting that his crush was sleeping in the same bed as him, right next to him. He did not even remember when his crushes hand reached out and held his own.

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Kurt awoke to the sound of something he could not quite place in his fogy mind. After laying there for another minute, he realized it was the sound of someone rummaging in the fridge.

Kurt sat up and got out of bed, stretching. It was still very dark outside, and he looked at his bedside clock which read just past midnight. He sighed to himself as he walked out of his room and into the kitchen, noticing immediately that the fridge door was open and that somebody was sticking their head into the fridge's cold air, rummaging for something.

Kurt then noticed the three empty cans of beer on the countertop, and thought it must be his Dad.

"Dad?" Kurt whispered, coming round the open fridge door to see who it was.

He got a start when a sleepy looking Blaine turned and grunted at him.

"Blaine?" Kurt said with shock, and then realized that his response was a little loud. "Blaine, what are you doing?"

Blaine grunted again. He looked sleepy and still slightly drunk. The three cans of beer probably did not help him much, thought Kurt, as he gently pulled Blaine from out of the fridge, closing the door to it, and led him back into Kurt's room.

Kurt placed Blaine down on the bed, and went over to close his bedroom door again. When he turned around, Blaine had already dug back under the covers and pillows, and was probably already asleep.

Kurt sighed and got back under the covers and pillows, intending to go back to sleep himself, but he suddenly felt lips pressing onto his neck and a large and warm hand skim under his pyjama shirt and drift up to his nipples, which were becoming erect from the contact.

Kurt opened his eyes and saw Blaine kissing his neck and his hand up his pyjama shirt. His cheeks flushed crimson and he tried to push Blaine away, but he did not move.

"Blaine," Kurt whispered, "Blaine, what are you doing?"

Blaine licked up Kurt's pale neck and nibbled it again, making Kurt stifle a small moan.

"Blaine, please, stop..." Kurt whispered as Blaine lifted his head slightly and licked inside Kurt's ear and nibbled the lobe.

Kurt felt himself becoming hard from all this unusual contact, and he hoped Blaine would not notice. He tried to push Blaine away again, but Blaine just grabbed his hand and pinned it onto the mattress.

"Please Blaine..." Kurt whispered, trying not to moan as Blaine's stomach skimmed across the top of his hard on as he moved.

Kurt felt Blaine stop suddenly, but only for a fleeting second, and he began kissing Kurt's neck again as he reached his free hand away from Kurt's chest and down and under his pyjama trousers, feeling Kurt's stiffened manhood.

Kurt stifled a moan again as he felt Blaine begin to stroke him teasingly, and he grabbed Blaine's shirt, bawling it up in his hands to try and stop himself from losing himself in the pleasure his crush was giving him.

"Ah, B-Blaine, p-please, stop..." Kurt whispered as quietly as he could, so as not to alert his parents or Finn. He could not live if anyone caught him like this, the embarrassment and shame would kill him.

"Kurt, I really wanna enter you," was Blaine's response, and he stroked Kurt just a little more to empathize his words.

Kurt bit down on his lip again, trying not to draw blood, and he placed his hand on top of the moving lump in his lower regain's, trying to stop it. Although Kurt made it seem like he wanted Blaine to stop, he really, really did not want him to.

"Blaine, please..." Kurt whispered quietly as he could, his cheeks flushed, his breathing hitched and his head spinning.

"I wanna enter you so bad Kurt," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear, still pumping Kurt's manhood, "I wanna enter you and pump me inside of you. I want you to moan for me, I want you to scream my name, and I wanna come so deep inside of you, that you can never get rid of me ever."

Kurt wanted Blaine to do that to him, oh he really wanted it, and he stifled another moan as he came into Blaine's powerful hand. He could feel Blaine's grin as Kurt's come spilled out and over Blaine's fingers and all around his hand.

"S-sorry..." Kurt whimpered, closing his eyes so he could not see Blaine's face. He felt so ashamed for doing that, so ashamed for wanting Blaine to do those things to him, so very a shamed for everything.

"Don't be," he heard Blaine whisper, his golden voice laced with lust. Kurt felt Blaine's hand leave him, and he opened his eyes to see Blaine licking his liquid from his hand. Kurt's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and he shut his eyes again to keep himself at bay. But it came to no avail, as Kurt felt himself becoming hard again, just from watching Blaine do something so dirty. Kurt had never imagined that Blaine, sweet, innocent and loveable Blaine, could do something so sexy and dirty, and this was what turned him on so much.

"Hard already?" he heard Blaine breath against his ear, and he felt him nibble his lobe again.

Kurt could not take it. He grabbed the front of Blaine's shirt and pulled him to face him, and then pulled him forward and connected their lips in an instant kiss filled with great passion and lust.

Kurt felt Blaine push himself up against his entrance and he moaned as quietly as he could. He moaned again, and Blaine opened his mouth in response, and their tongues began to fight each other in a hot, wet fight for dominance.

"Kurt, argh, let me pump inside you," Blaine murmured against the others lips, and Kurt could feel Blaine rip open his pyjama shirt, some of the buttons flying off the blue silk, but Kurt did not care because Blaine's hands were exploring his chest, teasing his nipples and Kurt just felt like he was floating.

"Hmph, Blaine, p-please don't tease me..." Kurt whispered quietly, trying to contain a moan as Blaine nipped his nipples and began to slide Kurt's pyjama trousers down to reveal his erect member and his entrance.

"B-Blaine, please d-don't..." Kurt whispered, watching as Blaine smirked and then unzipped his own trousers, revealing his erect member. He pushed it up against Kurt's entrance and Kurt whimpered slightly at the contact. He felt so dirty for doing this, but that only turned him on even more. His lust and shame mixed as one and made him crazy; he did not know what to do anymore.

"Kurt, I've gotta enter you before I come from the mere thought of doing something so dirty to you," Blaine murmured, and Kurt's cheeks flushed hot red at the words. Then he closed his eyes tightly as Blaine pushed his pelvis forward some more, pushing himself up against Kurt.

At the sight of Kurt looking so innocent, his eyes shut tight at the unfamiliar contact, Blaine almost came right there and then. He pushed himself forcefully into Kurt, and Kurt almost screamed with the pain. He had to bite down on his lip to contain his cry, but it only drew blood, which he had not wanted to do.

Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt's swollen and bloody lips, sucking away all the blood, and started moving in and out of Kurt, slowly, so Kurt could adjust, and then faster, thrusting in deeper with each pump.

Kurt turned his head to the side and bit the pillow hard, trying to contain as many moans of pleasure he could. He wanted so desperately to scream Blaine's name, to moan at Blaine's thrusting manhood inside of him, but he knew that if he did, his parents and Finn would hear, and it would be the end of his life if he was seen like this.

He could hear Blaine panting softly, trying to keep quiet too. He was still speeding up his thrusts, doing it in a rhythmic movement, and Kurt saw some sweat trickle down his face.

"Please take you shirt off," Kurt whispered, and Blaine obliged, whipping his stripped shirt off in a matter of seconds, never stopping his movements. Kurt stared in awe at the glistening abs before him, so toned and tanned, sweat gliding down graceful. Kurt reached his hands out and ran his hands over the glistening God like body, taking it all in. He then slipped his hands up around Blaine's neck and sat up a little to allow Blaine more access.

"Ah, God, Kurt, ah, you're so tight!" Blaine murmured into Kurt's ear as he kept thrusting.

"Hmph, Blaine, ahh..." Kurt whimpered quietly, clinging onto Blaine, his fingers digging into Blaine's bare back.

Kurt felt the world slip away from him as he felt himself rubbing up against Blaine's toned stomach, and Blaine's self inside of him, thrusting into just the right spot. Kurt could not take it anymore, and he let himself go, his liquid squirting onto their stomachs and chests.

Blaine thought Kurt was so hot, so damn bloody tight, that as he thrust Kurt's spot hard and hit deep, he came inside of Kurt. He could feel himself letting go, and he kept thrusting, riding it out as he filled Kurt with himself, pumping as much of himself as he could into Kurt's tight hole. As he reached the end of his orgasm, he slowed down, until it was gentle thrusts in and out, and then stopping all together.

They were both panting, and Kurt was trying to keep quiet so as to not arouse anyone else in the house. He could feel Blaine's sticky liquid inside of him, and he loved it. He knew that after this, he would need to fill himself with Blaine's seed more often, or else he would go crazy.

Blaine kissed Kurt's swollen lips, and muttered "I love you" against them.

Kurt flushed a bit more, and muttered "I love you too" and Blaine swallowed Kurt's love, hugging Kurt tightly to him.

They soon laid back down and feel asleep in each other's arms.

This fanfic is based off of episode 14 Blame It On The Alcohol. If you have not seen said episode, WHAT THE HELL, WHY NOT! ?

Ahem, anyway, I hope you enjoy and try not to comebust over the extreme sex scene in this... Seriously, I can not believe I write this stuff sometimes...

Anyway, please enjoy and review please!

Thank you!

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