Okay, so I knwo the whole "Blaine finds out about cheerleader Kurt" is way overdone but I couldn't resist and somehow it turned from an innocent fanfic to dirty and etc etc.
Rated M for a reason, but probably isn't any good cause I'm a super virgin. And I'm a girl. yeah. I'm screwed.
Enjoy, please review.
And sorry I haven't written lately. I've been reading Dalton. IT IS AMAZING! Go check it out!
'Okay, so as some of you know David has a thing for cheerleaders-'
'Who doesn't?' Nick hooted from his bean bag. There were half a dozen Warblers watching random things on YouTube in the commons, including Kurt. And somehow they were about to start watching cheerleading.
Wes just grinned and continued. 'And he came across a couple of performances where they were actually singing.'
Blaine shook his head. 'Wes if you think you are going to manage to get us to do choreography like cheerleaders than think again.'
Kurt frowned at him. 'How would you know what the cheerleaders are like? You're gay.'
Blaine blushed and looked down, much to the rest of his friends' amusement.
'Okay, hear me out guys. Umm, I think it's this one that David was talking about. Just watch it and tell me what you think.'
As Madonna started pumping through the speakers, David started yelling. 'No that's the wrong one! They weren't wearing red and white, they were wearing blue and gold.'
Kurt looked up, against. Oh please no.
It was McKinley High cheerleading squad. And he was about to start singing Madonna part in 4 minutes.
He ran up to Wes and yelled at him to turn it off. He just looked confused.
'What's wrong Kurt?' Blaine gently tugged on his boyfriend's arm.
Kurt turned, just as Mercedes sang, 'Hey, uh, Kurt Hummel!'
'Kurt what-ohmygod Kurt is that you?' Wes exclaimed.
Kurt slowly turned beet red as his slim form danced around in a tight cheerleading outfit singing 4 Minutes. Blaine too was going red, only it wasn't from embarrassment. Not entirely anyway.
Ohmygod Kurt looks so sexy in that...oh wow he is really flexible...how does he move those hips like that...ohmygod it's turning me on. Crap.
The boys, who normally would've stared at the girls and their asses, were just gazing at the Cheerio Kurt in utter shock.
As Kurt danced around, hips swaying, Blaine forced himself to sit, in fear of collapsing. As Kurt struck that final pose, he put his head in his hands, trying to get images of Kurt dancing out of his head.
'Blaine? Are you okay?' Of course it had to be Kurt who asked. He let out a low moan.
Wes and David looked at each other and started laughing.
'Shut up Wes.' They just laughed harder.
Kurt glared at them. 'What's so funny?'
'Wes.' Blaine warned.
'Nothing Kurt. I'm sure you'll find out soon enough.'
The junior sighed and crouched beside his boyfriend. 'What's up?'
Blaine raised his head just enough so that he could meet Kurt's eyes. 'I have a thing for male cheerleaders. And you were just up there, dancing around in a rather tight cheerleading outfit. You have no idea what you just did to me.'
Kurt bit his lip, trying not to laugh. His cheeks were turning a delicate pink. 'Should I leave you to cool off?'
Blaine blushed. 'Umm, probably.'
'Okay.' The junior stood and faced Wes and David, who were still in hysterics. He swallowed a giggle and walked over to the computer, looking something up.
'Kurt, what are you doing?'
The boy was grinning mischievously. 'If you really want to see a decent performance then watch this!' He clicked play on some YouTube video.
It was Kurt again. He was singing at Nationals with the Cheerios, only the dancing was much raunchier and the song was Push It.
Blaine looked up briefly, and groaned before burying his head in his hands. 'Kurt! This isn't funny!'
'Oh but it is!' He gently lifted Blaine's chin, and once those brown eyes caught sight of him dancing he couldn't stop staring.
By the end of the song, Blaine stared at him. 'Outside, now.' He growled gently, moving away stiffly.
Kurt frowned. Was Blaine mad? From the way the others were laughing, he didn't think so. He followed the senior out, and was almost alarmed at how hungrily he was staring at him.
'You freaking tease.'
Kurt smiled and danced towards him, leaning closely to the senior's face. 'That was interesting.'
Blaine just groaned. 'Please, save me from my misery.'
Kurt, an evil gleam in his eye, grabbed Blaine by the collar and dragged him into his empty room, locking the door behind them.
'Well, I'm not cruel so I might just.' Kurt nibbled at Blaine's ear, moving along his stubbly jaw. He knew Blaine wouldn't react until he kissed him on the lips.
'...Kurt...'
'Mmm...'
'Kiss me already.'
Kurt smiled, tracing the tenor's lips with his finger. 'Maybe.'
'Oh come on. Please.' The last word trembled on Blaine's lips. Kurt decided to end his misery with a sweet kiss.
He was surprised when Blaine hoisted him up, pressing him against the wall, and attacking his neck fiercely. Kurt whimpered as he straddled Blaine's hips, realising just how much he'd turned Blaine on.
'Yeah, my little cheerleader boyfriend.' Blaine was giving him a damn big hickey on his neck. Kurt rolled his head back and moaned, low and loud. He didn't care that his friends were a couple of rooms up. They were probably laughing so hard right now, so if they were getting a kick out of it then he sure as hell should.
Kurt had been all the way with Blaine a couple of times before, but never when he knew his friends could hear. His eyes shot open as Blaine started thrusting into him, gasps coming from him.
'Blaine!'
'Yeah.'
'Ohmygod ohmygod.' That seemed to be all Kurt was capable of saying: ohmygod and Blaine.
'Right now, I really hate your skinny jeans.' The senior hissed.
Wes and David shot each other a look as Kurt started screaming Blaine's name. They burst into hysteria, and Nick looked slightly pissed because he shared a room with Kurt.
'Well I'm not going in there for at least an hour.'
Wes rolled his eyes. 'Dude you're not going in there until tomorrow unless you want to see some gay loving.'
Nick groaned and threw himself back on the beanbag, looking at the two seniors awkwardly as the screams intensified.
'Let's burn a DVD of Kurt cheerleading for Blaine.'
'NO!' Nick screamed. 'They'll be at it like rabbits if you do!'
David grinned. 'Too late, Nick. Don't worry, you can bunk with us. You like the floor right?'
'Or you could sneak into Blaine's room and stay there.'
Nick looked up. 'Seriously? What do you think they've been doing in Blaine's room? That's where they normally go because he's got a single! Only this time Kurt's room was closer.'
Despite the fact Wes was playing loud music, they could still hear Kurt's screaming. He gave one last shout and then the noise stopped.
Kurt and Blaine were lying crumpled against his wall, bodies pressed against each other. Both boys were gasping for air.
'If cheerleading turns me on, what turns you on?'
Kurt grinned. 'Hmm...let me get back to you on that one. However I'm definitely getting my cheerleading outfit next time I go home.'
Blaine groaned. 'You freaking tease.'
Kurt chuckled and awkwardly stood up. 'Come on, shower. Now!' He winked over his shoulder as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Blaine grinned and hurriedly followed him, muttering a quick, 'Sorry Nick. You're going to have to find somewhere else to sleep tonight.'
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