Caught In the Act

Summary: Kurt and Blaine get a little surprise when they least expect it.

Rated: M

**If I owned Glee, this is what would be happening, not let's-make-Blaine-barely-show-up-in-the-episodes -.-

A/N: Hello! Thank you for reading this fan fiction! Also, thanks to everyone who reviews and reads all my work. I love you all. I just watched the Klaine kiss skit that was live or whatever that happened not to long ago (I found it on Facebook) and I am in the ZONE! *fist pump*


Kurt Hummel had invited Blaine to his house so they could study together for their French test the following day. However, things weren't going as planned.

"Blaine! For the hundredth time! Please stop stroking my thigh!"

Blaine pouted, but moved his hand away, which was very close to Kurt's crotch.

Huffing, Kurt turned back to his textbook that was balancing on the leg Blaine wasn't stroking when he was interrupted by Blaine's hand lightly petting its way up his leg. Finally getting very irritated, Kurt slammed his textbook shut and glared at Blaine, who was sitting by his feet.

"What?"

"You know very well what, Blaine Anderson."

Blaine frowned. His hand stilled on Kurt's upper thigh as he bit his lip thinking.

Kurt rolled his eyes. Was Blaine that oblivious? To emphasize his point, he grabbed Blaine's hand and shoved it off his leg.

Blaine looked hurt. He glanced up at Kurt who was sitting on his bed a sad look.

"Oh no. Don't give me that Blaine. It's not going to work."

"But baby," Blaine whined. "We haven't been together in a while and we are alone in your house. It's a great opportunity to…" He didn't get to finish for Kurt cut him off with a kiss. Blaine smiled and leaned in, deepening the kiss.

From lack of air, Kurt finally pulled away, a sly look plastered on his face. "You're right." He giggled. "We haven't done anything in a while." Burt was in the shop for the rest of the afternoon and Carol was at work. Finn was at Sam's house so the house was empty, except for them.

Blaine growled low in his throat. "Lie back on the bed."

Kurt happily obligated and Blaine got up from where he was sitting and shrugged off his blazer. Kurt frowned a little because he always liked taking it off Blaine but watching Blaine take off his white shirt so his chest was completely bare, he didn't complain.

Blaine crawled on the bed, straddled Kurt. He kissed him as he pulled of Kurt's shirt. He wasted no time as he tried to slip off his pants too but as usual, Kurt had to wear the tightest jeans that were almost impossible to take off. After a few minutes of frustration, he finally got them off, leaving Kurt in his blue boxer briefs.

Blaine pulled him into a kiss, his tongue tracing Kurt's bottom lip begging for entrance. Kurt happily obligated and opened his mouth with a moan.

They kiss was heated very quickly and Kurt started making whinny noises while pulling at Blaine's pants.

Blaine laughed and pulled away. "Alright, hang on babe. Someone's a little impatient." He added with a smirk.

Kurt pouted, but didn't argue.

Blaine hopped off the bed and pulled off his pants taking his underwear with them.

Kurt stared at him. He reached down and started stroking himself through his briefs.

Blaine moaned and climbed back on top of Kurt, tugging at his underwear. Kurt lifted his hips to allow Blaine to pull them off. Blaine tossed them haphazardly across the room and sat back, admiring the view.

Kurt's long, cut cock was hard, begging Blaine to touch it. Blaine smiled and gripped it, receiving a gasp from Kurt. He slid his hand up and down again, before gripping it more firmly.

Kurt's cock was throbbing in his hand, already leaking precum.

Blaine quickly let go of Kurt's cock. Kurt whimpered but Blaine shushed him as he scooted down Kurt's chest until he was at eye level with Kurt's beautiful cock. Blaine's tongue licked the tip; swiping away beads of cum. Kurt gasped then moaned as Blaine took the head of his cock in his mouth.

Blaine slid almost all the way down Kurt's cock, but his reflexes kicked in, so he backed off. He pressed his tongue firmly on the under part of Kurt's cock.

Kurt's thighs tightened and his breath came out in short gasps. He knew he wasn't going to last so he tugged Blaine's hair.
Blaine looked up, confused but reading Kurt's face, he knew what to do. He opened the top drawer on the left side of the bed and fished out some lube. He squeezed some lube onto his fingers before setting the bottle down beside him.

Kurt grabbed his legs and held them back, allowing Blaine easier access.

Blaine slid the first finger over the ring of muscle.

Kurt gasped.

Blaine pushed his finger inside, as Kurt groaned.

They had done this a few times, but Kurt was still as tight as when they first had sex.

He pressed another finger in, looking at Kurt's face for any signs of discomfort. He found none, so he slowly began scissoring Kurt. When he thought Kurt was ready, the slid a third finger in.
Kurt moaned.

Wasting no time, Blaine pulled his fingers out and lined himself up to Kurt's entrance. He pushed into Kurt slowly. He pressed forward and slowly pushed all the way inside Kurt.

Kurt moaned, feeling himself stretching for Blaine. Blaine paused for a minute, letting Kurt get used to the feeling. After a while Kurt nodded, letting Blaine know it was ok to move.

Blaine pulled back slowly so that only the tip of his cock was inside Kurt and pressed all the way back in.

Kurt groaned. Blaine did it a few more times then quickly sped up his pace. He grabbed Kurt's legs under the knees angled his body a little.

Kurt's eyes widened as he gasped.

So Blaine did it again.

Kurt's body tensed, tightening around Blaine.

Blaine smiled. Found it, he though to himself. He angled his body more so his cock would brush against Kurt's prostate more frequently.

Kurt screamed in pleasure. "God, yes! Faster, Blaine. Harder."

Blaine snapped his hips forward. Kurt gripped his cock and pulled in time with Blaine's thrusts.

Kurt bit his lower lip as he pumped himself faster, his ass clenching around Blaine, begging.

Blaine kissed Kurt below his ear before whispering, "Let go Kurt."

Kurt's back arched off the bed as he wailed Blaine's name. His ass squeezed tight around Blaine as he came in his hand, all over them.

Watching Kurt cum drove Blaine right over the edge. He then came deep inside Kurt, screaming his name.

Lying there in the aftermath, Blaine and Kurt were panting hard. Blaine slowly slid out of Kurt and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist before kissing his forehead.

"I love you."

Kurt smiled. "I love you too."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Burt coughed awkwardly. "Um…Kurt? Blaine? Um… after you clean up, can I um… talk to you two?"

Blaine's eyes shot open as his head snapped to the door where the voice was coming from. He then looked at Kurt who had groaned and covered his face with a pillow. There were sounds of footsteps, indicating that Burt walked away. Blaine winced and buried his head in Kurt's shoulder. He wanted to lie there for a little while before facing the wrath of Kurt's over protective father.


A/N: And…scene. Yippee! Done! So, do you like it? Hate it? (I just found the button to make these lovely horizontal lines and I am LOVING it!) I was thinking about writing a sequel about the 'talk' Burt's going to give them. Thoughts? Please, please, PLEASE review! It brightens my day and I love them sooooooo much! Again, thank you for reading :)