A/N: Sorry for the wait. I would have had this up Friday, but my laptop no longer wants to work at my friends house, so I had to wait until Today (Tuesday). I was also deliberating in changing the title of this story. Because some body left me a review saying my title had to be rated K. I mean, this story is in the M section for a reason, and "A Hotter Touch, A Better Screw" doesn't have the same pizzazz as "A Hotter Touch, A Better Fuck" In my opinion. #Darrenshrug. I apologize for any typos. I have no Beta so...

Well anyways. Happy Readin'.

Do I really have to write a disclaimer in every chapter? Well, better safe then sorry. I own nothing! I would love to. If I owned Klaine they would already have had sex. Everywhere. In front of everybody. In my head they're exhibitionists. Now, on to the story.

A Hotter Touch, A Better Fuck. "More Than Just A Scrub A Dub A Dub"

The boys run up the stairs, giggling like a pair of schoolgirls. They stumble into Kurt's bathroom, and Kurt detaches himself from Blaine's grip to turn the water on. When he turns around he finds his boyfriend already naked. Damn, that was fast. Kurt licks his lips and steps forward, wrapping his arms around Blaine's and leaning in to kiss his lips.

"I've got something to show you." Kurt whispers.

"Oh really?" Blaine says, curiosity coloring his voice

Kurt smiles and pulls away from Blaine so he can open the shower door, and there on the wall are the two handles Kurt put up earlier.

Blaine's eyes widen and he walks forward to inspect them.

"Kurt, what are these?"

"They're handles." Kurt says, obviously.

Blaine rolls his eyes. "Yes Kurt, I know they're handles. My question is what do they…" Kurt raises his eyebrow, and Blaine finally puts two and two together.

"Oh…" His mouth opens and closes so that he resembles a fish. "Oh, you want to… while I hold… oh."

"It's funny how before I was the blushing virgin, and now you're the one that can't even form a coherent sentence without turning thirty shades of red." Kurt laughs, and Blaine shoves him playfully.

"Shut up."

"You know I loooove you baby," Kurt places a kiss on Blaine's forehead. "And I wanted you to fuck me while I hold onto the handles."

Blaine's eyes widen again, and looks at the handles. They were a good couple of feet up so Kurt would be up higher than usual.

"Do you want to?" Kurt murmurs into Blaine's ear, his breath tickling him. "Do you want to fuck me while I hold on to those?"

Blaine nods emphatically, and very nearly rips the clothing off of Kurt's body. The shower had been going throughout their entire conversation so the room is already full of steam, and warm enough that Kurt doesn't shiver.

Kurt grabs Blaine's hands and pulls him into the shower, directing him right below the spray. Blaine winces as the scorching water hits his skin.

"Ow, damn that's hot,"

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry. I forgot to fix it so that it's not so hot." Kurt says, turning down the hot water so that the stream is at a decent temperature.

"Much better," Blaine says, and begins to wash the cake batter off of Kurt's face. Kurt giggles and reaches out to grab his blue sponge and a bottle of Mango body wash.

"Mango, eh?" Blaine laughs, as Kurt starts to scrub at his body.

"I told you I would have a craving for Mango flavored things after last week."

"Yeah, I didn't think you meant your body wa-ash." He stutters out the last word when Kurt's hand reaches his lower stomach.

Kurt scrubs around Blaine's cock, but never actually touches the cock itself, which drives Blaine insane.

"Kurt, baby, please." he whines, dropping his hands to grip at his boyfriends bottom.

"Wait, I have to get you clean first."

Blaine groans, and lets his fingers wander in between Kurt's cheeks, rubbing lightly at his hole.

"Fuck," Kurt moans, and Blaine smiles naughtily. Two can play the teasing game.

Kurt continues cleaning Blaine, trying to ignore the finger teasing at his asshole. He drops the sponge when Blaine's finger breaches the tight ring of muscle and begins to wiggle inside of him.

"Blaine!"

Blaine smiles and pushes his finger deeper, looking, looking, aha!

Kurt wails as Blaine's finger makes contact with his prostate.

Blaine pushes in another finger, and begins to scissor them letting his middle finger brush against Kurt's prostate every so often.

Kurt drops his head to suck at the base of Blaine's neck and now it's Blaine's turn to moan.

"Mmm Blaine, fuck me, please fuck me." Kurt breathes out between bites, and as soon as the words leave his mouth Blaine is pushing him back against the wall.

"You know what to do." He says, gesturing at the handles, and Kurt stretches his arms slightly to grip around the handles. As soon as Kurt's secured his hands, Blaine pulls his fingers out of Kurt and pats Kurt's hips so that he can jump up and hook his legs around Blaine's waist.

"Ready?" Blaine reaches down to align his cock with Kurt's entrance.

"Yes, yes, Blaine fuck me." Kurt begs fervently, and he sounds so incredibly hot when he begs that Blaine all but shoves his cock into Kurt in one fluid move.

Kurt cries out, his moan echoing around the bathroom. He wastes no time and begins to move his hips, using the handles as leverage, pulling himself up and down with ease. Blaine starts to thrust his hips up, not bothering to go slow.

"I'm probably n-not going to last l-long." Kurt warns Blaine, "I didn't come earlier remember."

"I don't care." Blaine growls, and begins to pound into Kurt just the way Kurt wants him too.

Kurt tightens his hold on Blaine's hips, seeing as he can't use his hands, and presses Blaine closer, as close as possible.

"You like this?" Blaine purrs, "you like it when I fuck your tight little hole oh so hard?"

Oh fuck yes, dirty talk hello.

"Nnggghhh." Kurt can't even form a coherent sentence right now. All he can concentrate on is Blaine fucking him as hard as possible.

"Nghh is not a word, dear. Coherent thoughts please, or else," he stops thrusting abruptly. "I'll stop."

Kurt whines and tries to make him move. "Move Blaine!"

"Not until you answer me. Now do you like it when I fuck you hard?" Blaine begins to move slowly. So slowly snails were going faster than him, and Kurt is practically weeping, desperate for him to move.

"Fuck yes, Blaine, yes! I love it when you- god, fuck me hard" Kurt wails. Blaine smirks, and thrusts in so violently that Kurt hits the wall of the shower hard.

"Like that?" Blaine does it again, and Kurt moans the loudest moan yet.

"Yes, yes, yes, Blaine do it again!"

Blaine continues thrusting just as harshly until Kurt's screaming his name.

"Blaine, fuck I'm about to… fuck!"

Blaine leans in and whispers into Kurt's ear, "Fall Kurt, I'm here to catch you. Fall over the edge with me."

Kurt nods frantically, and with one final jerk of his hips is coming so hard he swears he's going to black out.

"Oh Blaine!" He yells, riding out his orgasm as Blaine joins him, groaning Kurt's name into his neck. When he's done coming, he gingerly pulls out of Kurt, and makes to remove him from the handles he's holding onto for dear life.

"Come on, let's get finished washing, so we can take a short nap before we need to clean the kitchen."

"I don't think I can stand." Kurt admits, bashfully.

Blaine chuckles and wraps his hand around Kurt's waist.

"Don't worry babe. I got you."

"Thanks." Kurt smiles, and the boys return to their shower.

A/N: Sorry for ending it a bit abruptly, but I could not for the life of me move on from that without making it all fluffy. No matter how dirty I make a scene I can never keep the fluff out of it. Fluffy smut I call it. Oh well.

So, chuck a review my way. I know a lot of you read my story and I would love to see some more reviews. I'm not being demanding, but I want to know what you all think about this. I want to know if it's not utter crap.

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