"C'mon," Brenden whispers, dropping a few insistent kisses on Blaine's neck. "I'll make you feel good."
Blaine shifted away from the other boy's touch, growing increasingly less focused on the chemistry problems he had been working on. Perhaps doing homework in Brenden's dorm hadn't been a good idea after all. "Brenden, stop," he sighed. "I already said no."
"Virgin," Brenden mocked, clasping his hands together. "Splendid."
Blaine rolled his eyes, lightly swatting him with his workbook. "Am not."
"High school boyfriend?" Brenden pressed. He tugged the collar of Blaine's shirt down to continue mouthing at the skin there.
Blaine shivered despite himself. "Y-yes."
"Let me guess. He was the only guy at your school who was out," Brenden continued, running his teeth along the reddened patch of skin. "And you were so in love."
"No."
"Which part?"
"There was.. someone else out at our school," he said quietly. "…kind of a long story, actually."
Brenden leaned over Blaine's shoulder to pull him into a messy, biting kiss that made his neck twinge from craning back to meet his lips. When he pulled away, he smirked. "Yeah, but there was no one else you were attracted to besides him, right?"
"Well.. yeah, I guess you're right," Blaine nodded. "What's that got to do with anything?"
Brenden was relentless, tracing his fingertips along the shell of Blaine's ear and stroking the inside of his thigh with his free hand. "I'm just.. not seeing the issue, that's all."
"I…" His head lulled back against Brenden's chest. "I was just waiting for it to feel right. Besides, we barely know each other."
"Adorable," Brenden cooed, his hand inching up a little higher. "Listen, Blaine. I'm sure whatever rose petal laden way you orchestrated losing your virginity in was awesome, but that's not how the real world works." He said as he palmed him roughly through his jeans. "Where does he go to school?"
"W-what?" Blaine sputtered, not really sure how to balance the feeling of Brenden's hand on him and discussing Kurt's undergrad career. "Oh. Um, NYU."
Brenden moved his hand upward, flicking open the button of his jeans with disturbingly practiced eased. "Do you really think he hasn't been with anyone else yet?" Blaine could feel him smirk against the skin of his neck. "I'll bet you anything he has."
"Shut up," Blaine growled, turning back around to cut him off with a fierce kiss.
The chemistry homework laid off to the side, forgotten for the moment.