In the evening, Dalton let its students study in the common rooms and library, and two students were taking advantage of this currently.
"So when y is 3, x is..?" Blaine asked Kurt, who was studying for his Algebra exam.
"Um... Ugh, I have no idea. What time is it?" Kurt replied, exhausted. They'd been studying for hours.
"Wow, it's after ten thirty!" Blaine exclaimed. "We should really go to bed."
"Agreed."
Packing away their books, they turned out the lights and wandered through the corridors up to their shared dorm.
"You know..." Blaine murmured seductively. "It is pretty dark in these halls. And there isn't anyone around..."
"Your point?" Kurt questioned, looking a lot more awake now.
"This window-sill looks awfully comfortable, and it's just wide enough to fit two people. How convenient..."
Blaine grabbed the younger boy's hand, pulling him to the window and knelt him between his own legs. Their lips met and their hands were round each other's hips, shoulders. Kurt shifted around and sat on the sill, pulling his boyfriend around to face him. For comfort's sake, Blaine lifted his legs from the floor and put them round Kurt's waist.
Breaking apart from the shorter boy, Kurt said,"Aren't there, like, cameras or something around here?" His voice was a little breathless from their make-out session.
"Hrmm, I suppose there are..." Blaine thought for a moment. "Maybe we should continue this somewhere a little more private."
The pair moved so fast they almost fell from the sill, and then ran the short remainder of the journey to their dorm.