Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of the characters.
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"Kurt!" Blaine moaned, tilting his head back until it hit the wall.
"Shhh, my dad will hear you." Kurt panted into Blaine's neckBlaine was being pushed against the wall and had his legs wrapped tightly around Kurt's waist. The latter was gasping and panting like there was no tomorrow, which Blaine would have gladly pointed out, if he could string together more than two coherent words. They were fully clothed, of course, because they were both far too desperate and needy, and the only thing stopping them from grinding on the couch instead of Kurt's bedroom wall, was the fact that Burt was downstairs watching T.V. In fact, they were so engrossed in each other that they didn't hear the T.V switch off, or the thudding of Burt's feet as he padded up the stairs. So when there was a knock at the door, the two horny teenagers leapt away from each other just in time for Burt to open the bedroom door.
"Kurt, how many times do I have to tell you to keep the door - " Burt froze in shock at the sight before him. Both boys had puffy, red lips and rumpled clothes, and they were breathing far too heavily for Burt's liking. He cleared his throat awkwardly and told Kurt that he would like to have a word with him, before walking back downstairs before Kurt could protest.
"You should probably go," Kurt muttered, clearly embarrassed, "you don't want to hear this." Blaine grabbed his shoes and coat and practically flew out the door, mumbling a "Goodbye, Mr Hummel" on the way out. Kurt sheepishly made his way downstairs, figuring that it was best to get this over with.
"Son," Burt began, clapping a hand on Kurt's shoulder. "You know I'm happy you've found someone, I really am. But do you think you're ready for this? Are you being safe?" Burt's eyebrows furrowed with concern. Kurt sighed, "Dad, we haven't actually done anything yet. I know you're worried but I'm almost an adult. Besides, I still remember the last time we had this conversation, which is why I always come prepared." Kurt sighed again, but less impatiently. "Don't worry Dad, Blaine and I know what we're doing."
"Okay good. But this doesn't mean you're not grounded." Burt replied sternly,
"Sure Dad, whatever." Kurt said, already retreating to his bedroom. It was going to be one hell of a long week without seeing Blaine.
/Please review, this is my first fic and I would greatly appreciate it!/
