I thought I'd break from placing second Kliss ideas into this season's episodes (where we wish they were placed if they were so inclined to film one), and put some in a scene of the sort that could have been assumed to have happened off-screen and simply referred to at some point in the season, the way they do with a lot of plot details on Glee.
OK, so… fun. With characters I of course don't own.
Ummm… The Glee Live Tour might have influenced me a LITTLE bit here…
Glee Live Klisses
Even though the New Directions were busy preparing for Nationals, they couldn't pass up the opportunity to participate in the huge fundraising concert in Cleveland benefiting spinal chord injury research. There were only two high school singing groups invited to perform from the whole State, after all, and the cause was one they really wanted to support.
The Warblers (having of course accepted their invitation as well) struck a deal with the New Directions. If the McKinley group would allow Kurt to sing some songs with the Warblers even though he had just transferred back and would be singing with the New Directions, then Dalton would lend them Blaine for some of their songs as well.
And that is why Kurt and Blaine were exhausted but pumped with adrenaline after the show. Well… that was one of the reasons.
One thing had made Blaine even more exhausted than the physical exertion of performing with both groups, and that was the mental exertion of keeping his emotions in check during the show when he had to watch Kurt's solos and not react the way he naturally wanted to react.
First of all, Kurt had walked down the stage singing "I Want To Hold Your Hand" in a soulful, slowed-down interpretation, and when he reached down to members of the audience to actually hold their hands, and their joyful reactions made him giggle in the middle of his song, it touched Blaine's heart so strongly that he had a lump in his throat. It almost brought tears to his eyes seeing how people were moved by his beautiful kind boyfriend and loved him on stage and wanted to connect with him. Then he felt a shiver course through his whole body (affecting places he needed to control before getting back on stage), because he realized he could hold this incredible guy's hand any time he wanted, and connect with him any time, and in any… well… so he had to work to control those reactions.
Secondly, one of the numbers the New Directions had decided to perform was the dance to Single Ladies that Kurt, Brittany and Tina had come up with last year. Now, Blaine had seen the video the three of them made in Kurt's basement. That was an innocent dance, imitating Beyonce's dance but with cute Sophomore age-appropriate renditions of the moves throughout. The way the group put it together for this concert was a little… more advanced than that.
Blaine and the rest of the guys from New Directions were sitting on stools on the main stage, all set up to begin their next song, watching from there as the girls and Kurt did their number up front.
So there was Blaine, on a stool, on a stage, watching Kurt dancing… no… undulating, pulsating, vibrating was more like it, the way he was doing this dance now. Holy… Ontario!
And that hair! It was different than he'd ever seen it. It wasn't all coiffed up and controlled like usual; it was allowed its own life and movements, its own reactions to Kurt's gestures and attitude and personality up there in that taunting dance. That hair was so... begging to have fingers dragged through it... Blaine's hands actually felt on fire with the restraint of having to just sit here and watch, calmly keeping them in his lap holding a microphone steady instead of raking them through his boyfriend's gorgeous head of normally tamed but right now just completely beckoning and tossing hhhhaaaaaaaair... aargh this was not easy.
And did Kurt just walk his fingers down his thigh? Seriously? Blaine's whole head fell forward before he caught himself just barely in time to not fall off his stool. Talk about heroic mental efforts needed, to overcome his natural reactions and keep his cool watching this.
The plan was for the guys to call out to the dancers after the song and say things like "Bravo, that was nice…"
But… Whoa! After that? How on Earth Blaine managed to even get actual words to come out of his throat when he thought he'd only produce maybe a squeaking sound, he couldn't tell you. He somehow got out "That was beautiful, Kurt. Bravo."
He wasn't supposed to say any specific name, he remembered as soon as he said it, but he was just happy to keep his voice and… other things... under control at the moment, in the face of such an overwhelming need to stalk over to that stage and grab his boyfriend into a fierce kiss before dragging him off backstage to do all the things that dance had made him think of.
That kind of heroic effort at restraint takes more of a toll on a teenage boy than all the singing and dancing and performing combined.
What Blaine didn't realize at the time was that his performance that night was taking just as much of a toll on Kurt.
When Blaine bounces around and skips and jumps and bounds through his choreography, connecting with the audience more completely than anyone has ever seen before, while at the same time displaying such a high level of athleticism in his dance moves, and hitting new heights of vocal prowess in every phrase of every song, he doesn't even realize that he looks like sex personified up there on stage, especially to someone who knows he can actually get him alone later. Kurt was making some pretty heroic efforts himself up there to keep on an even keel and raise his performance to the expected levels of perfection, in the face of such temptation and raw animal magnetism from his ridiculous boyfriend.
The New Directions and Blaine presented the last piece of the night, and at the end of the song, the rest of the benefit's performers came out on stage to wave and bow and celebrate with the audience. As they all made their way through the last strains of the song and through confetti wafting down from the ceiling, to walk to the edge of the stage, Blaine tried not to think about grabbing Kurt into a bear hug, because he knew that could lead to other things even though they were on stage, what with all that adrenaline from the performance and the roar of the audience and the sight of Kurt moving the way he does, in that outfit, oh for goodness sake, so he leaned over to shake hands with a few audience members which he saw other performers were doing.
Well that turned out to be the perfect antidote to his urges to attack Kurt. It was certainly distracting, given the fact that one of the people he reached out to apparently liked him a little bit too much to let go of his hand, even after Blaine started to lose his balance at the very edge of the stage like that, so when she pulled his hand just a bit further, he had no choice but to jump off the stage to prevent his untimely death from falling head-first into a railing. Jeff and Nick both noticed him about to go over and grabbed for him, but his quick-thinking jump not only avoided the head-to-railing tragedy, but at the same time caused a hilarious Nick-grabbing-at-air and Jeff's-arms-curling-around-nothing moment.
As soon as Blaine jumped back up on the stage, he turned around to pick up his microphone he had somehow in his quick dexterity kept on the edge of the stage when he had jumped, and he looked up at his (accidental?) tormentor as he picked it up and gestured to her. It looked like he was saying something to her, but in reality he was laughing. Kurt didn't notice this dramatic athletic feat taking place on his boyfriend's side of the stage, because at the time, he was flying in the air quite unexpectedly.
The most muscular of the Warblers, the beat-boxing, rhythm-providing, sound-effects singer of the group, had entered the stage and made his way to the front waving at the audience and giving high-fives to other performers and fellow Warblers, and was so happy in the moment, and feeling pumped.
As he came up behind Kurt he realized that this had probably been the last time he would get to sing with his friend. So on a whim, he went in for what Kurt thought was going to be a hug as he turned his head around, but was actually the beefy Warbler twice his size lifting him up as high as he could. Kurt's legs flailed just a little bit in automatic reaction to flying unexpectedly, but the performer that he is, as soon as he got what was happening, he threw his arms out as if to fly on purpose, and as soon as his feet hit the ground again he turned around to share a huge moment of laughter with one of his favorite former teammates.
Now the end of that lift was something that Blaine did not miss. After all the adrenaline, all the exertion, all the restraint he had leveled against Kurt-urges all night long, this sight was the end of Blaine. His mind went instantly to images of him trying to lift Kurt like that. He may be shorter than Kurt but he was sure he had the muscles for it. That led to him thinking about Kurt's muscles as well, and the possibility of Kurt being able to lift him. That led him to wonder why lifting someone in the air would sound so cool to him in his mind, which led to realizing other positions from which to lift each other would make sense to be in his mind and then he was gone.
Kurt threw an arm over Blaine's shoulder as they ran down the stairs at the back of the stage, marking the first time they had touched since before the concert began. Backstage, Kurt assumed Blaine's red face was flushed from his reaction to the cheering crowd, and he thought it was adorable. That impression did not last for long, as he felt the full weight of Blaine's stare the moment they were out of the way of any other performers and made it to a wall Blaine could push him up against. The look in those eyes told the story of how his boyfriend's face had become flushed. In the matter of a split second, Kurt braced himself for a full-on lustful assault on his lips and then met that energy in equal measure.
The restraints of the whole night, watching each other, longing for each other, having to fight back their overwhelming urges to touch each other mid-song, all came unraveling around them in this hallway where their hands and lips and minds could finally behave in whatever way they chose.
Blaine found his hand reaching down as far as it could on Kurt's leg without a moment's pause in his fevered kissing as if he thought his arm could possibly be long enough or his desire could be strong enough to allow his fingers to reach at least the top laces of those mid-calf sneakers where the amazing skin-tight jeans taper down and disappear under the canvas.
Kurt slid his leg and that particular ankle up along Blaine's leg, causing Blaine to gasp and plunge back in to the kiss even more on fire. To Blaine's own surprise, as soon as he grabbed a hold of the ankle, the hand became more insistent on its own self-determinism separate from Blaine's conscious control, and he did nothing to stop it as it worked its way of its own accord along Kurt's leg. That rouge hand pressed its owner's boyfriend's leg closer against his owner's body and apparently had the end goal of sliding along that thigh and following every curve to finally rest on a lower back or a hip if it ever made it that far. It didn't make it there, though, because Blaine's mind did manage to take over right around the knee point of the plan, and as Blaine is after all Blaine, always the goofball, (which to Kurt is all the more sexy in its… Blaineness…) he ended up making his fingers walk their way up Kurt's thigh in a reverse-direction imitation of Kurt's little flirty move during Single Ladies. As unbelievably suggestive as that was, it made Kurt laugh out loud, the first break in the kiss since they first hit that hallway.
The deep smiling gaze from Kurt nearly stopped Blaine's heart, now that they were at least an inch apart so that dark hazel eyes could meet currently-more-blue-than-green-but-mostly-glazed-over-with-lust-and-love ones. Oh my, what those eyes of Kurt's did to him; those looks, those expressions, those movements, just… everything about this guy.
Not surprisingly, Kurt was thinking very similar thoughts about him as well at the time, and he was the one to act on them first. Still looking into his boyfriend's eyes but alternating among glances down at his lips and up at cute post-show unruly curls framing his face, he worked his hands into Blaine's shirt and eventually began nudging the jacket down his muscular shoulders…
Something occurred to Kurt and he suddenly asked, "Weren't you supposed to be in the New Directions Glee jacket for the last song? Why'd you wear your Dalton blazer?"
Blaine looked up at the ceiling for a moment as if to gather his thoughts and then brought his chin slowly down almost to his chest while his eyes bored into his boyfriend's and he said "because…" and then paused and squinted his eyes contemplating Kurt's blue eyes quickly turning grey-green as some of the hallway lights were being turned out by someone somewhere, and leaned in to caress his cheek and then as his fingers finally found their way into that soft and sweaty (oh lord how sexy) hair they had been craving all night, his own cheek followed the path of his fingers along that gorgeous face until he was breathing in his boy's intoxicating scent that always seemed to somehow get better when they were together like this. With his lips just barely brushing against Kurt's ear, he whispered "you like to complain about it… but…" then his voice dropped about an octave and acquired a dark rumbling quality to it as his words vibrated against Kurt's chest and created a soft breeze into his ear, "you know you love the blazer."
So most of the things that happened on stage above are just me re-telling things that actually happened on the tour. Are you checking out some of the YouTube videos people are posting from each of the shows? It's so much fun. Check out Jon Hall lifting Chris, and check out Darren's tweets from the "near-death" incident.
Of course I'm obsessed with catching the Klaine skit from every single show, as I'm sure all of you are as well! Are you with me in hoping that they use that "You know you love the blazer" line in the 3D movie? He only said it in one of the NJ shows they taped for the movie…. so… fingers crossed!
I feel I have to apologize even though I know how lame it is, that I haven't been able to pull off finding time to write for so long! This "where could we insert a second kiss" series is so fluff and doesn't take much plotting or serious thinking, so I figured I'd let off some steam writing another one of these instead of getting more writing done for "Rachel Chooses Blaine's Original Song" which has so many follows… I'm SO SORRY! Soon my life will normalize a bit and I will be able to do it. (You've probably forgotten what that story is even about by now! Aaaaargh. I'm so sorry.)
Please feel free to give me prompts for any more Kliss scenes! Where do think they should have put in another kiss last season?
Lots of Fluff to you all!
