Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.

A/n: Alright, I finally have a new chapter for all of you! I'm sorry, though, because this is your last update for a little while. I have exams starting Tuesday, and it's my first year in graduate school so I'm a little freaked out by it all. Although I'm still trying to determine whether or not writing helps with the stress or makes it worse…

Warblers practice wasn't exactly the most intellectually taxing part of Blaine's day, but today's rehearsal was even less so than normal because they were just going over their routine for Sectionals. They knew the routine; it was just a matter of polishing things so that they would look great at the competition. And the only way to get it all done was to go over the routine as many times as they could, so instead of being stimulating it was really just tedious. Blaine had never been happier for rehearsal to end than he was that day.

"Well, that was…" Kurt began, shouldering his messenger bag as they walked out of the auditorium

"Boring as hell?" Blaine finished, smirking slightly.

"Yeah, pretty much." Blaine watched as Kurt yawned. "I should not be tired after the nap we took earlier."

"Well, we could always go to bed early," Blaine replied, wiggling his eyebrows at the younger boy again.

"And miss another meal? Besides, we still both have homework to do… neither one of us really has time for more of that." Blaine slipped an arm around Kurt's waist as they walked.

"Maybe if we do our homework really quickly?" Blaine suggested.

"We'll see." Blaine smirked, letting his hand squeeze the younger boy's hip slightly through the fabric of his slacks. "Blaine!"

"What?" Blaine asked, putting an innocent look on his face.

"You seriously don't like the idea of having to do homework instead of hanging out like we did earlier today, do you?"

"No, I don't. What of it?"

"I'll make a deal with you… every assignment you complete, I'll make out with you for five minutes."

"Only five minutes?" Blaine asked, giving Kurt his best "puppy-dog eyes" look.

"That doesn't work on me, no matter how cute you are when you do it."

"Since when does it not work? I got you to make out with me earlier…"

"Blaine, you didn't use puppy-dog looks on me earlier. I started making out with you because I wanted to," Kurt replied. Blaine smirked.

"Maybe so, but at least I proved that you want me." Blaine watched as Kurt rolled his eyes. "Come on… let's drop our stuff off in my room and go grab some dinner. Then we'll get down to business." Groucho Marx was probably starting to get pissed off at Blaine for using his signature move so many times.

"Stop thinking like Puckerman… it's not attractive at all." Blaine just let his smirk widen slightly as they exited the arts building and made their way over to the dormitory building. He was really pushing his luck, and Blaine knew that. But he didn't care, because he was having fun messing with his boyfriend. Blaine let his hand slowly side lower and lower down Kurt's back. "What happened to keeping our hands in G-rated areas in public?"

"It's not PG-13 until my hand reaches your ass… therefore, this is still G-rated," Blaine replied, doing his best to look innocent. "Well, maybe PG. But still." Blaine let his hand slide a little lower, until it was resting over the waistband of Kurt's pants. "Now I'm pushing it a little…"

"Blaine…" Blaine smirked, pushing his hand back up to a safe point on the younger boy's back. "When we get back to your dorm room, maybe we'll have a couple of minutes for some messing around before we go to dinner." Blaine couldn't help himself, and he leaned over and planted a quick kiss on the other boy's lips. That was really pushing it; Blaine wasn't sure if Kurt was okay with the idea of kissing on the Dalton campus, given what he had been through at McKinley.

"Blaine…"

"It's okay here, Kurt. People aren't going to say anything…" Blaine put his arm back around Kurt and started walking towards the dorm again. "Well, no more than they would say if one of us was a chick. Besides, we walk around acting like a couple all the time anyway. I'm pretty sure the whole school knows that we're both gay."

"I'm sorry… I'm just not used to the idea of PDA. It's…" Blaine listened as Kurt trailed off.

"It's what? Not considered 'normal'? 'Cause I don't really give a fuck about what people call normal."

"That's not what I was going to say. I was just… it's different here. I'm still getting used to the fact that I don't have to hide who I am from everyone." Blaine smiled.

"Well you should get used to it because if we're going to be dating, I have every intention of kissing you. In public. On a regular basis." Blaine leaned over and planted a kiss on the other boy's cheek to make his point. Blaine pushed open the door to the dormitory building and led the way down the hall to the stairwell. They hurried up to the third floor and down the hall to Blaine's room, dropping their things by the door as Blaine pushed it shut. This time, he made sure to turn the lock so that no one else would be walking in on them.

Blaine was surprised when Kurt was the one who started the makeout session this time. After all, Kurt was the one who wasn't really up for kissing in public. Of course, that didn't translate into his behavior in private. So when Kurt backed him up against the door and planted a rather forceful kiss on Blaine's lips, the older boy was more than just a little surprised. "Damn, Kurt… I didn't realize you wanted me that much."

"You're the one who wanted to make out before dinner… I was just speeding things up a little bit to make sure we had time." Blaine smirked, pushing Kurt's shoulders slightly so that he could get by, and then pulled the younger boy away from the door and back towards the bed. He fell down on the bed, pulling Kurt down on top of him with a smile. The younger boy's face was priceless as they tumbled down onto the mattress, and Blaine couldn't help but laugh.

"Less talking, more kissing." Kurt complied, and things were quickly starting to get just as heated as they had been earlier in the day. Not that Blaine minded that one bit. After all, he was the one who had wanted to do this before dinner. Blaine finally let go of the collar of Kurt's blazer, reaching one hand up to play with Kurt's hair. His other hand wandered down towards Kurt's waist, his fingers hooking around a belt loop as his thumb made small circles on Kurt's abdomen.

"Is it hot in here, or is it just me?" Kurt asked, pulling away from their kissing for a moment. Blaine just smiled as he removed his hand from Kurt's hair and unbuttoned the boy's blazer. Kurt quickly leaned back and removed the coat.

"Bow chicka-wow wow," Blaine muttered with a sly grin on his face.

"Shut up and kiss me." Kurt's lips were back on Blaine's in a heartbeat, pressing a little more forcefully than they had before. Blaine had the feeling that Kurt wanted this more now than he had before clothing had started coming off. Blaine let go of Kurt's slacks and started playing with the knot in Kurt's tie, trying his damnedest to get it undone so that he could remove it. "No fair… you're wearing more clothes than I am." Blaine finally managed to get Kurt's tie off as the younger boy said those words.

"Too late… now I'm wearing way more than you are." Blaine forced himself into a seated position, noting the fact that Kurt was straddling his legs. "Hey, shoes off on my bed." Blaine pulled off his blazer and sweater vest quickly before he kicked off his own shoes. Kurt's shoes were gone pretty quickly, and his hands were working on removing Blaine's tie. "Kurt, are we moving too fast?" Blaine felt one of Kurt's hands tugging at his shirt, and Blaine started doing the same.

"I'll stop if you want to… but I don't really want to stop." Blaine nodded, leaning in to kiss Kurt again. He slid his tongue between the other boy's lips again, gently touching the tip of his tongue to the roof of the other boy's mouth before pulling back so that Kurt could have a turn. Blaine actually sort of liked the way they alternated being dominant when it came to their makeout sessions. And Blaine really hoped that it would translate into whatever came next, too.

Blaine's shirt was untucked first, and Kurt was swiftly moving through the buttons as they kissed. Blaine was having a much harder time getting Kurt's shirt untucked, but he eventually managed. Of course, Blaine wasn't nearly as good with the buttons because his fingers were larger and somewhat clumsier. It didn't help that his thoughts were being clouded by the fact that Kurt was sitting on his lap and his body was reacting to that. "I love this…" Blaine muttered, finally besting the top button on Kurt's shirt. Blaine started to push the fabric down off of Kurt's chest, until he got distracted by Kurt's hand moving to rest between Blaine's legs. "Oh holy hell… now you're just being a tease."

Blaine pushed Kurt's shirt off quickly, doing his best to ignore the other boy's hand as it stroked him. "I like being a tease… it's fun messing with you."

"You're driving me crazy," Blaine whispered. His voice had deepened significantly. He leaned in and pressed his lips against Kurt's again as the younger boy's hands moved to his chest, pushing back Blaine's shirt. Blaine shrugged off the white dress shirt and threw it on top of the pile that was starting to form in the floor next to his bed. Blaine's hands then fumbled with the buckle of his belt, doing his best to undo it so that he could get into his pants. After a moment, Blaine pulled his hands away and leaned back. "Shit… maybe we should slow things down." He'd almost forgotten himself there for a minute, and Blaine didn't want to do anything he would regret. Or that Kurt would regret, for that matter.

"I think you're right… we are half naked." Blaine moved his hands to Kurt's ass, partially because he wanted to keep the boy on his lap and partially because he just loved letting his hands rest there. "Wait… shouldn't I be getting off your lap if we're slowing things down?"

"I like the view," Blaine replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"Therein lies the problem."

"It's only a problem if you're kissing me, too," Blaine said, bringing one of his hands up to brush a little bit of Kurt's hair out of the younger boy's face. He watched as Kurt glanced at his alarm clock, sighing.

"We should probably put our clothes back on… dinner's in ten minutes." Blaine nodded, sighing and leaning over to kiss Kurt briefly.

"I think I'm going to need a few minutes just to… you know…" Blaine glanced down towards his waist, knowing that Kurt would get the hint without Blaine having to spell it out for him.

A/n: So, hope you all enjoyed it!