Two: peacock

Hey! This one is based on Katy Perry's Song 'Peacock' and yeah, that's pretty much it. If you've heard the song you'll understand how implicit (and wonderful) it is. Again I did the shuffle thingy on my ipod but this time I also needed a pee really bad at the time, and thats when I get all my good ideas (apparently). Hope you like it, Please comment :) :) :) I'll love you forever and I'll make more wondeful Yaoi BXB Slash for you :) :) :) Also, if you have any pairings you want me to write about or any songs to suggest then please tell me, so far these songs have been from clicking shuffle on my ipod (I'm still waiting for one of my 50's 60's songs to come up or one of my wizard rock - which you should totally check out;The Whomping Willows, The Remus Lupins and The Ministry Of Magic are my faves - and then I really wouldn't know what to write. . ANYWAY, here it is:

"Word On The Street,
You've got something to show me."

Kurt Hummel gaped at the suggestive boys circled around him, there lecherous grins were almost mocking. He stuttered: "You really expect me to own a pair of Daisy Dukes?"

"You are Kurt Hummel, the fashionista of Dalton Boy's Academy, the only boy we know who owns a kilt and various mini-skirts," Wes (a friend of Blaine's, and unfortunately a friend of mine) said. He pulled Kurt close to him, wrapping an arm awkwardly around the petite boy, "Please, Kurt, It'll make our day and you know you'll enjoy it too."

"I really do want to see that boy in an un-dapper mode..." Mused Kurt, he chewed the inside of his lip, "Okay then, but you guys are singing back up."

Practising the song was fun, having to strut to the Warbler meeting in daisy dukes and gladiator sandals, however, was not. No matter how much of an anti-bullying school it was, Kurt still received looks of bemusement, bafflement, and could hear stifled giggles from Dalton Boy's that still remained in the corridors. This was torture. Kurt was just glad that he had naturally hairless legs and a mighty-fine ass.

Oh god, if his dad could see him now...

He pulled his blazer tighter – which probably made the outfit worse because it hid away the shorts – and reached out to the door handle before enabling access into the meeting room, but then paused as nerves took over.

"Deep breaths Kurt," he muttered to himself. A hand rested on his shoulder and Kurt almost jumped out of his skin. Then he turned to see David who was smirking.

"You know Kurt, I almost thought you were a girl then," he said. Blushing, the younger boy shrugged. He squeezed his shoulder, "Come on then." David took hold of the handle, covering the nervous boy's shaking hand. "This is going to be a blast. Oh, and take you Blazer off."

So, he did, revealing a cute, loose top that hung off his shoulders and exposed a slimmer of porcelain white skin (he had brought it two sizes too big and adjusted it) The top was from a production team called Starkid and it had a quote on it from a musical parody of theirs based on Harry Potter, it said: "Supermegafoxyawesomehot" and Kurt thought it, sort of, suited the occasion.

"Let's get this show on the road Hummel (and get Blaine absolutely steamed up in every way possible)."

This was possibly going to end up disastrous. Kurt was even thinking about the possibilities of running away, back to Mckinley and suffer the wrath of Karofsky then the embarrassment he was about to endure.

Oh god, it was more embarrassing then when his dad caught him dancing to single ladies in that (hidden in the back of his wardrobe, with his cheerleading uniform, in a box, never to be seen in broad daylight again) outfit.

"These, booty shorts are so going in that box," he mumbled to himself as he walked across the warbler meeting room, his head held down, staring intently at the floor.

Wes squeezed his shoulder, "This is going to be so fun Kurt."

Kurt gulped; he hoped it was going to be fun.

If Kurt hadn't already gotten the warblers – who weren't back-ups – attention, Wes and Dave sure had as he called "One and all" to enjoy the "festivities laid out before them in the form of Kurt Hummel and the engaging song, by the one and only Katy Perry, Peacock."

Blaine, an absolute Katy Perry fan turned around at this point, and his eyes almost popped out as he saw Kurt's invigorating outfit. Even his hair had been styled, or should I say, not styled as it had that absolutely sexy out-of-bed look.

The music started and as did the performance.

"I want the jaw dropping, eye popping, head turning, body shocking
(Uh, uh, oh, Uh, uh, uh, oh)
I want my heart throbbing, ground shaking, show stopping, amazing
(Uh, uh, oh, Uh, uh, uh, oh)"

Kurt trailed around, strutting his stuff, imitating some of the dance moves Katy Perry did on her Music Video, and just like he had been told to do he walked to Blaine and sat on his lap. Boy, was his face red, it had bypassed several shades of pink and went right to beetroot.

"Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?
What you're waiting for, it's time for you to show it off"

He turned, straddling Blaine, watching the boy as he got all hot and flustered. Even the other Warblers had joined in, they wanted a piece of the glory as they got Blaine absolutely un-dapperfied, and they knew Blaine was the jealous type.

A strong athletic boy pulled Kurt up, almost had him soaring in the air, pulling him off Blaine.

Kurt, relieved at the response he had received smirked, he turned as soon as the boy had him settled on the ground, grabbing the boy by his tie.

"Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful
Come on baby let me see
Whatchu hidin' underneath."

He bobbed down then back up, he didn't touch anything but if he did it was just a gentle brush. He started moving around the over Warblers, they were only too happy to let Kurt have his dirty dancing ways with them.

Finally, they all gathered in the middle, Blaine watching intently, the other Warblers amused as they saw his jaw plummet to the ground. Kurt crouched, legs apart, slapping his thighs as many of the girls' used to do in his old glee club.

"I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock
Your peacock, cock
Your peacock, cock, cock
Your peacock."

The light-brown haired boy almost fell to the ground in exhaustion, his cheeks were flushed and his breathing was hasty. Doubled over, a hand on his hip, Kurt managed to ask Blaine a very serious question: "So, Blaine, what did you think? Or would you like another showing?"

Blaine stumbled over worlds, still red in the face and he felt so hot he could have eggs fried upon his skin. "I...well, it was... What I mean to say is...Those shorts...Katy Perry...and –"

The Warblers were laughing heartedly around him, and then he saw the looks on Wes and David's face. Obviously they had put Kurt up to this.

"And that's how we un-dapperfy Blaine Andrews," sniggered one of the upper-classmen –

Who had been in on the act from the beginning.

Wes and David high-tenned each other with huge grins on their faces.

Blaine left the room without another word and Kurt followed without Hesitations.

"Blaine, wait up," he called.

The boy with his hair gelled down to the point of no return turned on his heels, scowling.

"You know," Admitted Kurt with a blush, "I think you're really cute when you're not dapper."

He walked up to the frozen boy, wrapping his arms around his neck, twisting fallen curls in his fingers. The soft look in the green of his eyes almost made Blaine's knees buckle and give way.

"Honestly, I thought," he looked down at the styled top Kurt was wearing, "I thought you looked supermegafoxyawesomehot."

Kurt planted a kiss on his lips, "Good because it was all for you Mr. Andrews."

Blaine took another kiss, this time it was longer and sweeter and a whole lot friskier as Blaine pushed Kurt onto a wall. He licked his bottom lip begging for entrance and Kurt opened his lips slightly. Soon Blaine's tongue was exploring the younger boy's mouth and it felt so good. The friction of the tongues, the hot wetness of it. It got a bit sloppy as Blaine's hands explored Kurt's body, finding the perfectly sculptured hips. In all the hot steaminess, Kurt's canine caught, and cut, Blaine's lip drawing coppery pennies.

"You're bleeding," Kurt said before lapping it up, "Sorry."

Blaine moaned as Kurt's tongue traced patterns upon his skin and then as he bit Blaine's earlobe.

"Maybe we should go to our room," He panted.

Kurt laughed gently, " Yeah Maybe."

With all the heated kisses, and wondering hands, it was a surprise that they made it to their bedroom, but it was worth it. So, worth it.

"Oh good no exaggeration
Now all this time was worth the waiting
I just shared a tear
I'm so unprepared
You've got the finest Architecture
And on the rainbow looking treasure
Such a sight to see
And it's all for me."