Chapter two
Hey guys! I know it's been ages since I last posted so I'm gonna keep this brief. I've started to co-write a fic with TheDarkSideOfVenus and I'll let you guys know when we've got the first chapter up. We are both putting it on our accounts so just look at mine or hers when I tell ya! Ok, so onward! Then I'll try and write another chapter of Born to die! So I give you, chapter two!
Kurts thoughts
Blaines thoughts
The day after their kiss was...different.
There was no locker checks, no bitch-slapping icebergs- nothing.
But the one thing it did do was make Blaine bolder than before. On his way to lunch, Kurt got grabbed around the waist and pulled into an unused girls bathroom.
Just as he was about to scream for help a familiar husky voice cooed in his ear.
"Hey baby, how's my angel doing today? Anybody I need to punch to defend your gorgeous self?"
Thank the Lord! It's Blaine. Oh! Ok, his lips definately feel good right ThEre! Oh dear Lord...
"Blaine,"
"Hm... Too many words not enough kissing."
As Blaine started attacking Kurt's lips after he span him around and sat him on his lap, Kurt came to his senses slightly, and pulled his lips away from a less than approving Blaine.
"B-Blaine! Y-You can't do that here! What if someone sees! Then-Then you'll be bullied and you'll hate me, and then I won't be able to kiss you and then I'll be alone again and- hmpf!" Kurt babbled before he was cut off by Blaine kissing him hard on the lips.
"I. Will. Never. Hate. You." Blaine punctuated each word with a hard kiss to Kurt's lips, leaving him panting and breathless.
"Now will you hush and let me show you how much I don't hate you." Blaine continued eyes darkening with lust as a deep red flush appeared on Kurts cheeks. Oh. There you are.
Just as Blaine was slipping his hands down the back of Kurt's impossibly tight jeans to knead his ass, starting to slowly rock their hips together and savior the noises this was causing Kurt to make, the door flung open and an irritating looking girl with straight brown hair, and a ridiculous jumper let out a high-pitched half scream.
"Kurt!"
Kurt wrenched himself away from Blaine as fast as he possibly could, but the damage was already done.
Kurt was dreading going home.
Ever since the incident at lunch, he was worried if his father found out, and what he would say if he had.
Its not that he was ashamed of what he did. It was the fact that he had thoroughly enjoyed it.
As he walked through the door after school, he saw his dad sat at the kitchen table.
"So Kurt. Who's Blaine?"
A/N
Hey guys! I know it's been ages but I'm back now so that's what matters right? Anyways, happy two-year-aversary klainers! Reviews are love so please leave me some!