"Blaine!" Kurt's voice filled Blaine's ears. Blaine turned suddenly and smacked into his boyfriend. Kurt kissed him while he was dumbfounded.
"Well, hello to you too," Blaine laughed. He intertwined his fingers with Kurt's.
Kurt's eyes were twinkling. He was dressed in his fashionable black tight skinny jeans, Blaine's favorite, and his beautiful new Dior coat. He had a red scarf sticking out the neck of it. God, he was so perfect. And he was all Blaine's.
"Blaine, you have to sing this new Maroon 5 song in Glee Club this week," Kurt spat out quickly, trying to catch his breath from running.
"Which one?" Blaine replied, immediately interested. After singing Misery, Blaine decided he loved Maroon 5. Kurt and he actually went to the concert a few weeks ago.
"Moves like Jagger. You know the one they sang on the Voice? Remember you were humming along?" Kurt was talking almost too fast for Blaine to comprehend.
Blaine nodded. "Does it go along with the lesson for this week?" he asked. Kurt burst out laughing.
"Do you think any of us care what the lesson is? We just sing and it relates somehow. Besides, I think this week is love songs so you can sing to me," Kurt teased.
Blaine grinned and bumped his leg against Kurt's. "It's a deal."
This was a problem. Blaine's whistling sucked. The whistle was the best part of the song! he thought.
"My ego is big, I don't give a shit."
Kurt's eyes widened as he stared at Blaine through the Glee room door. His breath caught when Blaine sang "Look into my eyes and I'll own you". He pictured Blaine on top of him on his bed. They always had eye contact and Kurt knew if he eyed Blaine when he sang this in Glee Club he would be even more turned on then he was right now. Blaine spotted him and feigned shock.
"Kurt Hummel! Are you spying?"
Kurt breathed out. "No, I'm sorry, I'll leave."
Blaine ran from the piano. "Kurt, what's-"
Kurt was gesturing to his pants.
Blaine laughed hysterically. "I can take care of that if you want," he breathed in Kurt's ear. Kurt shivered, every hair on his body sticking up. "No, really, Blaine. I have to leave."
Blaine smiled. "Next time." Kurt nodded. For sure, he was thinking.
Oh shit, Kurt Hummel thought. Why did his boyfriend have to be so fucking sexy?
"Take me by the tongue and I'll know you."
Did he just lick his lips? No, that was just my imagination, Kurt insisted.
"You can ride it wherever you want."
Oh fuck you, Maroon 5. What is why putting sexual innuendos in songs? Thankfully Blaine did not sing Christina Aguilera's part. He just sang it himself. Which did not help Kurt's 'situation.'
"Head to toe, ooh, baby, Rub me right."
Oh shitfuckingeverything. Blaine just winked at Kurt when he sang baby. Baby was the word reserved for sex times only they agreed. Shit shit shit. Kurt peeked down at his jeans covered by his coat. Fortunately, nothing was visible. Blaine finished his song, finally, and was completely covered in sweat.
"How was it babe?"
Kurt stared at him. "Next time, you pick the song." And they grinned knowingly at each other.