How the gay bar car scene should have went...
(Not saying I didn't like it BUT they took out the make out scene so I need to fix that)
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"You can certainly help people set fires with your breath."
"Hey, come on, I only had one beer." Blaine said as he swayed on the spot.
Kurt opened the back door to his car and began to lightly push Blaine down into the seat.
"Kurt, wait… wait…" Blaine said.
"Come you're going in the back. Lay down so you don't throw up." Kurt said with a small smile and rolling his eyes.
"Sit with me for a second." Blaine said as he sat down.
"What?"
"Come on." Blaine tugged at Kurt's arm pulling him into the car.
"Hey!"
"Just for a little while." Blaine said drunkenly.
"Ok, ok… just for a minute." Kurt took his seat in the back of the car with Blaine.
Blaine leaned over and then let his head land softly on Kurt's lap.
"Do you feel dizzy?" Kurt asked.
"No. I…" Blaine raised his head and looked into Kurt's eyes.
Their faces were only inches apart.
"Blaine?"
Blaine closed his eyes and smashed his lips against Kurt's.
Kurt's instincts made him try to pull back, but Blaine firmly grabbed his face as his lips parted from Kurt's to only come to together again.
"Blaine? Wait!" Kurt tried to say between the kisses.
"Just a little more…" Blaine said still not opening his eyes and not removing his grip from Kurt's face.
Kurt's eyes also closed as he slid down in the car seat.
Blaine was now on top of Kurt as he slid his tongue into Kurt's mouth. With every kiss their passion and lust for one another grew.
Blaine finally took his lips away from Kurt's to have them trace the length of Kurt's neck.
"Blaine." Kurt moaned.
At that moment Blaine's hand started to unbutton Kurt's shirt.
"Blaine!"
"Hey, Kurt let's just do it." Blaine said desperately into Kurt's ear. "I want you. I want you so bad." Blaine's voice was full of lust as he continued to unbutton Kurt's top.
"Blaine? No. Stop! Stop it!" Kurt yelled as he struggled with Blaine. "Not like this!" Kurt finally was able to sit up in the seat and push Blaine off.
They both sat there panting.
Kurt held the collar of his shirt to keep his chest from being exposed.
Blaine's eyebrows were creased. His expression was full of worry and regret.
"Not like this, Blaine. We're not doing this in a back seat of a car." Kurt said looking away from him. "And not…" He paused.
"Not what…?" Blaine asked.
Kurt looked at him with a frown. "Not after you spent half the night dancing with another guy and not when you're so drunk you won't remember any of it the next day!"
Blaine stared at him. Another silent moment passed between them. "Kurt… I…"
"I should take you home." Kurt said opening the door.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's arm. "I… I'm sorry Kurt…. I… I was just trying to be spontaneous and fun…." Blaine took his gaze from Kurt and looked down.
"Just lay down." Kurt got out of the car, closed the door behind him, and got into the front of the car.
Blaine flopped down on the back seat and placed his arm over his face. "I'm sorry Kurt." He whispered.
Kurt turned the key and started the car. "I know."