"Hey! Doyou guys want to book a hotel room after prom just down the street?" Kurt suggested after thinking for a while. It was some of the glee clubbers' final prom, and he wanted an exciting nightover with all his fellow amazing friends.

"Hey that's a good idea!" Tina enthusiastically volunteered to do the admin, while Mike helped her out. Apart from the cheerleaders who had a cheerios training after prom, one that was 'not compulsory but you're off the team if you don't come', everybody could make it. Kurt was shaking in his Marc Jacobs in excitement at the prospect of playing spin the bottle again. damn the last time when blaine and rachel made out in front of him made Kurt wear extra-tight jeans in order to seduce blaine into touching his ass. Kurt smirked to himself, recalling the incident when he was in French class, telling Blaine in spanish in oh-so-sexy tongues.

Blaine could roughly tell what his boyfriend was thinking. He flicked at Kurt's butt, earning a diva death glare. He couldn't do anyrthing else but whimper and withdraw his hand.

Finally, the day of prom came. Everyone was having their night of their life, especially Kurt who resisted wearing a kilt again, instead wearing a "rather simple don of clothes" from Vogue wardrobe, which included a fitting sultry red shirt and a black blazer with red lined edges, close to his Warbler outfit, while Blaine had just a simple suave sheik black and gray suit.

Klaine slow danced, Kurt's head resting on Blaine's. He took a deep breath, smelling a bit of hairspray and a mix of his and Blaine-smell.

"You look gorgeous.." Blaine trailed off, his hand resting on Kurt's waist, gently carressing under the blazer. "You're gorgeous everyday...Even more so today..." He went to a whisper. "So...'

"Hmm?"Kurt didn't bother hiding his blush, his throat vibrating against his boyfriend's ear, feeling him shiver. He chuckled.

"So...what say..we go up to our hotel room.. Before the others come in.. We can have the suite to ourself for a bit... to.." Blaine reached upwards beneath the blazer, trailing at Kurt's spine. The blue eyed boy smiled, puffing a bit of air out from his nostrils.

"Good idea.. The prom ends at 12, we got an hour.." He couldn't hide his smile, he took Blaine's hand and sneakily danced their way through the crowd. Anything goes to spend some lovey-dovey time with his beloved boyfriend!

They both shuffled out of the doors, across the lobby and towards the lift. They waited for an empty one and quickly closed the door.

"Ding! Going up, please mind the door.." Blaine pushed Kurt against the walls of the lift, a cheeky grin spreading on his face. Kurt giggled a little, albeit nervous. Kurt leaned forward, lips puckered and Blaine kissed him back. Tilting their heads and adjusting, they hear each other's hearts thumping, and the little smooches their attached lips made. Kurt was intoxicated immediately, sliding his arms to Blaine's shoulders and pulled him close.

"Nnngh.." The pale skinned boy moaned, continuing to suck on his lover's lips. The latter simply continued letting him do it, since he's gonna top anyway- DING! the elevator bell rang.

"20th floor.."Said the levator's voice with a tinge of haughtiness.

They two simply doesn't want to part. Feeling each other's passion, they simply inched into the backest corner of the lift.

"Ahem.. Sorry.." A male voice said and stepped into the lift. It progressed upwards.

Making out with his boyfriend at the back of a lift in a high end hotel with a stranger in front was the top few of Kurt's bucket list. He slowed the kiss down, a little embarrassed by his own voyeurism and held Blaine's warm hand close.

They both looked down shyly, nudging each other while the lift went up to 30th floor.

The man in front was looking at the floor all this while, being a perfecto gooseberry for the couple behind. He heard the lift go again and looked up automatically. He met the familiar bright blue eyes of Kurt and the Hazel ones of Blaine. in the reflection of the mirrored doors.

"K..Kurt? Blaine!" The man choked on air.

"Holy-AAAAHHH" Kurt screamed.

"Mr Schue.. Hi.." Blaine awkwardly scratched his head., Kurt trying to hide behind him.

"Umm.. aren't you guys supposed to be at prom..?" Mr Schue pointed downstairs. "You guys booked a room..?"

"Yes"

"No"

Thy scwoled at each other for the lack of camaraderie.

"Hey guys it's cool! Don't worry!" Mr Schue chuckled, patting Blaine on his shoulder.

Kurt emerged from behind Blaine and haughtily replied, "Yeah we did. The whole Glee club that is.."

"Oh can I -"

"NO." Klaine said in unison.

Mr Schue laughed, "I was just asking your room number!"

"ohhhh... 38-17!" Klaine giggled, relaxing a bit after the tension. They exchanged a nervous glance. "I'm sorry you saw us.. umm.. making out.." Blaine started, getting a little sweaty. The door of lift opened and they stumbled out.

"It's alright, come down to prom soon!" Mr Schue closed the door.

Kurt spanked Blaine, demanding why he was so persistent on the kiss. Blaine got kinda turned on, stayed silent and quickly walked to the room. Damn, his trousers was heating up even though the corridor was air-conditioned. He waddled a little, playing if off as goofy, cheering Kurt up. But that bulge was screaming for attention...