A/N: yay for slashy parts x3 okies so I do suspect people were wondering how I plan to pull off sex with them both and no discoveries being made so…well read and find out :3 I hope you guys enjoy and once more thank you all so much for the reviews, I get teary eyed just looking at them lessthanthree you all xxx this update was fast, yes? :3

D/C: not true so don't sue x

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Simone walked along the home, brushing her hair over her shoulder and stretching out to take out a wine glass. There was an 1878 Bual in the cabinet which she took out and opened, pouring the red wine into two glasses. Blaine was now sitting in the dry clothes on the couch, looking around. The home was much warmer now with the feminine touches around the small space. He smiled when he saw the candles, smelling the strong scent of vanilla which he now associated with the woman.

"Voila." She smiled, appearing beside him and handing the glass to the young man.

Blaine thanked her, watching as she gracefully sat beside him, the floral nightgown slipping off her shapely, now hairless legs. It did not take long before Blaine realized she was not wearing the long bloomers most women did so he could see the bare flesh of her legs from the knee down. He swallowed loudly, oh so tempted to stretch out and caress the touchable flesh. But he just smiled and held the glass in his head, nodding to her in silent appreciation.

They sat for some time as the candle light warmed them both, a small fire dying from earlier. Blaine offered to rekindle it and Simone nodded, watching the beautiful young man as he carried sticks from the small trough to the hearth. She leaned back, licking her bottom lip as Blaine bent down, the too large trousers falling loosely on his legs but still accenting his round ass. The young brunette felt heat suffocate his cheeks and he stifled a moan, his soft lips turning into an appreciative smile as Blaine turned around coming back to sit beside her once the kindling took.

"Merci." She said as the fire almost instantly roared up, warming the room considerably. "You are such a gentleman Blaine."

Blaine smiled gently and sipped from his glass which he picked up off the table.

"I try my best." He said with a smile and they looked to one another, dark eyes meeting, light reflecting in their irises from the glowing fire. Blaine stretched out, stroking a damp strand hair from the young woman's shoulder. She smiled as his fingers touched her jaw. "Now….perfect…" he whispered, smiling as he leaned back and looked to the immaculate woman who was blushing madly. Blaine had an uncanny ability to reduce her to this flustered state almost to the point where she could hardly look up and meet his eyes.

They sat in silence for some moments, a gasp being what broke the quiet when Blaine accidentally spilt some wine on the white shirt.

"I'm sorry." He apologized as Simone stood up and walked to the kitchen to get something to mop the stain up.

"Oh, no need to worry." Simone smiled, coming back with a damn cloth and sitting beside Blaine. "Samuel wont mind." She leaned in, looking to Blaine for some moments before her eyes gazed down to the red stain and slowly Kurt pressed the cloth to the chest of the white shirt, trying to at least take some of it away. The water from the sponge soaked through the linen fabric causing it to cling to his flesh, outlining his small nipple that was just a shade darker than his flesh. The disc became turgid as Simone slowed her movements, leisurely patting down the area, feeling Blaine's breath on her forehead. She couldn't look up, her heart was beating so hard, thumping against her chest.

"There…" He whispered, pulling away so Blaine's shirt had a faint pink stain on it, it also turned see-through around one pec, highlighting the round nipple. Kurt bit his lip, he wanted to take off his shirt and kiss and lick along his chest, wind his lips around that bud and touch everywhere on Blaine's body.

"Merci." Blaine whispered, his hand stretching out and touching the angular jaw of the young woman's face. Their eyes met, so close in the small room. Kurt felt his eyelids flicker shut for some seconds, just taking everything in. Blaine's fingers stretched out, cupping his jaw in his palm and he swallowed loudly, hearing only Blaine's breath and the sparking of the fire.

"You're…..welcome…" Simone whispered, their noses bumping. Both were somewhat hesitant. They had kissed before but it was the simple brushing of lips. Already Simone could tell this would be different. She closed her eyes, just inhaling Blaine's breath. He smelt of mint and vino and it overwhelmed her along with the scent of fresh flowers. Blaine gazed to the young woman, for some moments. Her eyes were closed so he felt he could freely gaze upon her. Her incredibly soft lips were slightly so that he could feel her breath on his chin. He swallowed, thumb gently stroking the soft flesh of her sharp jaw line and then he leaned in, their lips merely bumping for some moments.

Simone gasped gently, lips opening a little more as their lips met and Blaine tilted his face, hands sliding so that he cupped both her cheeks. His tongue snaking out of his mouth to hers, hesitant and feathering. She was shivering, one hand over Blaine's as their wet tongues met, touching gently with a soft, damp sound that sent a shiver along her spine. Blaine was oh so tender. He parted their lips with a quiet pop only to lean in seconds later and kiss her again. Her eyes flickered shut and she moaned into his lips, opening her mouth to grant the young man more access.

The fire roared beside them as they embraced, the kiss becoming more needy. Simone was already panting, kissing the young man feverishly as her hands travelled so she was gripping the back of his head. Their lips meshing together, tongues slipping and sliding heatedly as both began to grasp at one another. Blaine was still clinging to her cheeks, almost as if subconsciously he knew not to touch her hair or neck while Simone's restless hands slipped down from the back of his neck as if struggling for somewhere to hold onto. She touched his arms, his legs and finally settled on fisted his shirt, pulling him close and gasping. Their noses bumped as both tilted their heads in order to deepen the embraces and Kurt was tempted to crawl onto Blaine's lap but then he would be at risk of his 'not so little' problem being discovered. He was becoming hard, no one had ever kissed him like this.

"E-erm…" Kurt's hands fidgeted, moving back and he rested them upon Blaine's gripping his wrists, eyes shut and chest raising and falling. "Can we just…erm…." He was panting, lips cherry red and bruised, full from kissing. He was shivering slightly.

"Too fast?" the young designer asked, stroking the brunette's cheek before lowering his hands so they were resting upon his own lap while Simone still held onto his wrists.

"N-no…" She said with a smile, looking love drunk. "No, its perfect….just…." She laughed, unable to explain but leaned in, kissing Blaine again, body humming with a smouldering heat that spread from her chest throughout her body. "You taste…so sweet." She whispered and Blaine moaned, opening his lips and kissing the young woman back.

Blaine felt her hand slip from his arm to his leg, stroking through the too thick trousers but it might as well have been a bare touch on his calf. He whimpered, heat surrounding his groin. His stomach pitched and he moaned into her lips as her hand stroked along his thigh, touch firm and strong. She whimpered and opened her eyes, swallowing loudly. Blaine parted his eyes and gazed to her for some seconds, simply reaching out and stroking some hair from her forehead, he felt a warm feeling bubble in his chest as she moved into the touch.

"Blaine…" She whispered, gazing to him with lust filled eyes, chest raising and falling rapidly with excitment. He looked to her and leaned in, kissing the corner of her lips.

"Yes?" he whispered, kissing from the edge of her mouth along her jaw line and Simone's eyes widened as she pressed her hands to his chest and gently pushed him back. "Is something wrong?" he whispered and she smiled tenderly.

"Absolutely…" her hands slipped from his chest, sliding down his shirt. "…Nothing…." They rested on his navel, slowly pulling the tucked in shirt out of his pants. "…is wrong…" She leaned in and kissed him, pulling back and whimpering. Blaine's breathing caught as her hands darted around the button of the trousers, popping it open with ease.

"Oh!" Blaine called, looking to the young woman as she moved away and pulled at his trousers. "A-are you sure?" She smiled and giggled, tilting her head and touching their lips together.

"Mmmm…I'm sure." Kurt moaned, slipping down so that he was on the ground on his knees, panting and straining against the shorts he had on underneath the dressing gown. He knelt down, looking up to Blaine and smiling, for the first time in so long Kurt wanted this. "I'm more than sure…"

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Samuel walked along the many steps, slowly and leisurely, hands in the pockets of the fine corduroy jacket he had bought some months ago but was only wearing now. It was wonderful day and of course the young man wished to visit his favorite place in Paris.

He reached the top of the steps and blessed himself as he passed the large church. As always, he walked around the streets until he came to a large square where so many artists gathered. He stood by the budding trees and watched some artists, eyeing one in particular.

He was a handsome man, foreign, African descent definitely and he wore a large duffle coat as he sat hunched over his canvass. Samuel had seen him before, he was good at art, personally Samuel thought he was better himself but…damn this guy was cute. He seemed so shy, always lost in his little world as he drew with a stern look on his face. Today however, the young artist wasn't quite able to concentrate because he could feel someone's eyes upon him. He was blushing and looked to his right, seeing Samuel by the trees.

David's hand began to shake slightly and he rested his hand on his lap and bit his lip. The young man had always been bi-curious and for some reason the way this boy looked at him caused him to blush madly. Samuel looked around at all the people walking by and he decided to walk over. He stood behind the artist and looked over his shoulder at the drawing, the young brunette didn't look at him.

"It's very good." he said and the dark haired male lowered his head. There was some silence. "Do you not speak English?"

"I-I do…" David said, looking over his shoulder, his coat pulled close to his body. "…Thank you…." Samuel smiled and looked at the drawing, he stretched out and just pointed out that at one place the perspective was a little off. David looked to the young man. "You draw?" he asked and Samuel nodded.

"Yeah…." He said and their eyes met, both smiling gently. Samuel felt his cheeks grow a little warm and he looked to his feet. "Erm, maybe….would you like to get a coffee? Talk some more about art?" David's cheeks turned bright red and he smiled, looking down at his lap where his hands were shivering.

"That sounds nice," David smiled and he looked down to the case, pulling it onto his lap and putting his art away. Samuel smiled broadly and looked to the young man put his things away. He stood up, he was much taller than Samuel but he had this adorable shy look to him and they walked side by side to a nearby café.

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"Oh my…." Blaine's head fell back and he moaned as Simone's hand stroked from the base up along his large erection. Her lips were wound around the slit, pink tongue collecting the pool of sweet cum that seeped from the weeping, red head. Blaine was already panting, feeling soc close and she had hardly started.

Kurt's eyes flickered up to Blaine's and he saw the look of bliss on his face. He growled and felt his body heat up with utter arousal as he wound his lips around the weeping head again and allowed his eyes to roll back. God damn, this man was so fucking sweet. His body was humming as he stroked the base and suckled along the head, his tongue tending to the underside of the large shaft.

Blaine had his hands by his side, clinging to the red throw over on the couch, fisting the fabric. His head fell back as the young woman slowly began to press forward, taking more and more of his thick shaft into her lips. Blaine knew not to fist her hair, she didn't say so but it was like a silent rule which he didn't need to understand.

Simone's hand which wasn't tending to the base moved to his heavy balls, cupping and stroking, tugging with just the right amount of pressure to cause him to arch his hips slightly off the couch. He moaned, eyes back, a guttural groan that escaped from his husky throat while her eyes flickered up to his.

Kurt had never seen anything so arousing in his life. He himself was leaking hard, straining against his underwear as he moaned around the thick shaft. He took more and more in, feeling Blaine's erection slap against the back of his throat, every slam causing a jolt of pleasure through his body at the knowledge that it was Blaine Anderson erection in his mouth, so hot and sweet. He wished he could stretch down and fist his own miserably weeping manhood but instead he just removed his hand from the shaft, resting it on Blaines knee and parted his legs even more, leaning up and taking his erection fully into his mouth.

Blaine's hand moved so it wasn't fisting the sheets but now clinging to Simone's wrist as he moaned and whimpered, the young woman's head bobbing forwards and back, pulling completely away and licking at the oozing pre-cum before she would kiss and nibble with her lips along the pulsing vein at the side of his mammoth erection.

Blaine's eyes squeezed shut. One thing was for sure, Simone knew what a man wanted. She wrapped her lips again around the head, taunting for a moment in just sucking the tip and Blaine's eyes slowly opened.

"Please..no…" he whispered, not wanting to be teased. Goodness, he was so hot and hard and although he wanted nothing more than to jump up and pin the young girl down on the couch, making hot love to her, he understood this was as far as he'd get and he was more than thankful. The young woman hollowed her cheeks, sucking vigorously as her eyes shut and he took more and more in, one hand moving from Blaine's grasp back to his balls, tugging at the heavy sacs and he hissed, arching up.

Kurt's slender eyebrow raised as he realized that Blaine's ball sacs were indeed quiet sensitive. He pulled back, licking his way down along Blaine's shaft, burying his face between his legs and closing his eyes, surrounded by the scent of arousal and pure masculinity. He wrapped his lips around one of the large sacs, using his fingers as he began to suck. Blaine growled, his eyes rolling shut while Kurt slurped on his testicle. He moved his own hand so he was stroking himself while his head fell back.

"Ummmm, feel so good…" he moaned, lips parted and Kurt closed his eyes, knowing he was doing good from Blaine's moans. Oh god, he so wished he could go further with Blaine but that was just impossible. His tongue skirted over the silky sacs, kissing back up along the hard shaft. Kurt eyed Blaine's hand which was stroking himself frantically, coaxing the pre-cum to seep from the tip. Kurt brushed his hair from his face and leaned in, tongue licking along the slit, he could feel Blaine shiver beneath him. The young man withdrew his hand and he leaned in, lips winding around the leaking head yet again and Blaine moaned, heat spreading through his body.

"I'm close…" he gasped, eyes rolling shut as he moaned and fought not to fist Simone's drying hair. He bucked his hips, unable to stop himself. "I-I am close…."

'Oh yes!' Kurt thought, eyes shut as he sped up, moving faster. 'Yes, I want to taste him so much!' Blaine's legs were tensing as his breathing sped up, panting and moaning, sweat slipping down the nape of his neck, his lengthening hair plastered to his brow which was clenched as his eyes shut tightly.

"Yes…..yes…." he gasped, gripping onto the cloth cover. "Oh my god! I'm there…yes….ugh…." His head fell back and he moaned, the growl ripping from his stomach, extending through his body along with a hot flood through his veins as he exploded into the young woman's mouth with force. She struggled to swallow, greedily trying to suck as much as she could but Blaine's erection slipped from her lips, some of the murky seed smeared on her cheek as she licked her lips.

Kurt stretched his fingers up and brushed away the seed that splashed against his face only to pass the finger through his lips and moan at the taste, eyes flickering shut as he moaned.

"Mmm, you taste very sweet." He moaned, looking up to Blaine who rubbed his sweaty brow and moaned, head falling back. He was so gorgeous that Kurt's heart thudded against his ribcage as he straighter himself up, hands on either side of Blaine's head so that his lap wouldn't come in contact with the designer therefore risking his own little problem being discovered. He leaned in, kissing Blaine gently, their tongues tangling so Blaine could taste the salty sweetness of his own seed. "So sweet…."

"My god…" Blaine moaned, cupping Simone's cheeks and kissing her deeply, trying to pull her close but the distance she maintained just added to her mystique. It was so hard not to throw her on the couch and have his way with her. His hand slipped down to the gown, touching her slender, hairless leg, fingertips slipping up from her knee to her thigh. Simone tensed, breathing heavily.

"W-what are you doing?" She whispered, pulling back slightly and Blaine looked up to her with large eyes.

"I was thinking I could return the favour." he whispered, leaning in to kiss her again, hand slipping up her thigh but she rested her hand on his wrist.

"A-actually…" Kurt said, his voice high pitched and shaky from arousal. How he wished he could let Blaine's hand continue…but he couldn't. "I'm more a giver than a receiver…." Blaine looked up to her with tired but dark eyes.

"A-are you sure?" he asked and the young woman nodded, leaning close and kissing him, careful not to touch him with her lap, not wanting him to feel the hard bulge in her bloomers.

Their embraces became heated again, Blaine's hands now on Simone's lap as she knelt over him, fingers wound in his hair, tugging at the locks as they moaned and kissed, the air around them becoming hot again as they kissed, Simone careful of where Blaine's hands were on her body.

Soon they were panting again, Blaine was becoming aroused already, he wanted her, he wanted to be inside her.

"I want you." He whispered and the woman moaned, strained and utterly aroused but it was different from any other woman he had heard, in fact everything down to the way she kissed was different. More passionate with something like a fury, at times it felt like they were fighting for dominance which was unusual from a lady but it turned Blaine on considerably.

"Mmm, do you?" She growled, biting down on his bottom lip and moaning, beginning to lose herself in his touches. Kurt was so tempted to say fuck it all and hope for the best, in fact… Blaine's hand was slipping up his thigh, touching the fabric of her underwear, feeling the firm but doughy ass underneath the soft cotton and he moaned shamelessly into her lips.

"I do." He growled, kissing the young woman back, hearing her moan and move back against his hand as it slipped up higher beneath her dress, touching the hot flesh of her back. Kurt hissed as Blaine's fingertips touched his bare ass and he moaned, unable to stop him like before.

"I'm home!" Someone called and the two scattered apart almost frantically, Kurt trying desperately to hide the bulge with the gown as Blaine struggled to pull the pants up while the door opened and a smiling Samuel walked in. A stranger was standing behind him and they both chuckled softly. However it all stopped when they walked in and saw Blaine pulling up the trousers just in time to cover his rather delectable ass.

"Oh….s-sorry." Samuel said, laughing gently. Come tomorrow he would realize what had just happened and give Kurt heat on the issue but for now he had a cute brunette called David coming home with him, this didn't happen often and he was utterly giddy.

Kurt looked, recognizing the taller male as the boy who had drawn Simone not too long ago. He blushed madly and ran his fingers through the long strands of hair, coughing lightly as Blaine stood up.

"Err….w-we got wet and I…..allowed Blaine to borrow some of your clothes." Kurt told Samuel who just smiled and nodded, saying it was fine before turning to David.

"Would you like a drink?" he asked and David smiled and nodded while Samuel went to the cabinet, wondering where the 1908 Bual was. Kurt and Blaine shared a look and Blaine bit his lip, looking to his damp clothing which he picked up.

"Maybe I should go." He said and Kurt bit his lip but nodded, offering to walk Blaine out of the home. He held the gown close to his body, making sure it fell loosely over his bulge as they walked out to the door. Blaine had a healthy blush on his cheeks as they walked into the February air. They stood by the door and Blaine looked to Simone.

"I err…" he smiled sweetly and looked to the young woman, "…had a good time tonight."

"So did I." Simone giggled, resting a hand on Blaine's chest and biting her bottom lip before leaning in and kissing his lips. He stroked her cheek, kissing her back and moaning slightly in discontent when she pulled away but he smiled.

"I shall see you soon?" Blaine asked, smiling gently and stroking her cheek and she smiled and nodded, unable to stop herself from leaning in and kissing his lips once more before he left, jogging across the street to his car. Simone stood by the door, gazing to him, he was so gorgeous. He waved to her as he got into the car, starting up the vehicle and drove away from the shabby street as Kurt sighed and rubbed his forehead, blushing and licking his lips. He could still taste the sweetness.

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That evening Blaine stripped from the far too large clothing and laid in his bed, more content than he had been in a long, long time. He wished that Simone was laying beside him, her naked body pressed against his. Her skin was so soft even if he only felt her back and leg really. He moaned in his slumber, dreaming vividly.

He dreamed he sat with Simone on the bed. She was dressed in almost transparent lingerie so he could see the shape of her womanly body, the curve of her soft breasts and the bend of her sleek hips. When he looked down he could see her torso on display to him through the transparent material, breasts firm and perky. He would run a hand along the soft mounds, thumb passing over her aroused nipples, causing her to gasp as she kissed him deeply, his hands slowly moving over her rather firm stomach to her legs, so hairless and shapely.

He leaned in, kissing her, moving his hand along her thigh. She shivered and moaned, if he looked down he could see her legs quiver and he neared her sex between her legs when she stopped him.

"Not yet." The dream Simone whispered and he stretched out, stroking some hair from her face but then the hair just came away in his fingers, as if she was ill. His eyes widened at the patch where the hair had come away. She tilted her head, not noticing a problem. "Is something wrong?" The echoing, seductive voice said and Blaine gazed to her.

"N-nothing's wrong." He whimpered as she brushed some of the remaining hair over her forehead but it too just fell and Blaine frowned, what was happening? He couldn't resist stretching out to touch the final strands and they too fell away, leaving him staring at the young woman now with short, messy brunette hair and large eyes. She touched his cheek and looked to him.

"Are you sure?" he eyed the hair, confused. What was happening? It was odd, she still looked so attractive with the…boyish hairstyle.

"Y-yes.." He whispered as she leaned in, kissing him. He closed his eyes, touching her cheek but again….something was different. The skin wasn't soft to touch with a porcelain complexion….it was…rough, almost like his own chin just days after he shaved and the stubble began to grow. He frowned and moved his hand as the touch put him on edge. His hand moved from her shoulder down along her chest, feeling the soft lace of the nightgown fall over her perfectly shaped….

Blaine pulled back and gazed wide eyed, his whole body falling back onto the bed so he had to catch himself with his elbows. Simone looked concerned but….this couldn't be Simone. Her chest was flat, like a man's, firm with small, turgid nipples and a defined chest. She crawled up to him and he was afraid to look any lower. What was this?

"Ehh…" he stuttered as….'she' crawled over, saddling his hips and kissing him, forcefully, strong thighs on either side of his lap, her tongue passing through his lips, battling. Blaine couldn't help but respond, his body betrayed him and he gripped onto Simone's hips, pulling her flush against him but now he knew she was not Simone, not even a she.

He could feel…something between the dream person's legs. An erection, hard and achy that pressed against his own swollen sex as the brunette on top of him ground against him, kissing deeply, pushing, moaning and hissing his name. He then began to buck his hips, his body unable to do anything other than react as the hot feeling of arousal spread through his body. He suddenly rolled them over so he was on top, slipping between the brunette's thighs.

The stranger grunted, the negligee just melting off his body, sliding away like water as Blaine gripped his legs and pulled him close, grinding into him, his own trousers just…disintegrating so they were rubbing their hot, aroused bodies together. This strange male cried out in a high pitched squeak, moaning and pressing into him. Blaine felt hands grip his wrists and they struggled, rubbing together but the brunette tried to gain control and flip him over. The moment he pushed Blaine back, the strong half Irish man shoved him back onto the bed, struggling with him, their fight just making him hotter and more excited.

The brunette growled then, suddenly succeeding to push Blaine back and the two wrestled, their legs pretzeling, groins rubbing making both so incredibly hot. Blaine grunted, growled and there was a dangerous, feral look in his eyes as he somehow flipped the brunette onto his stomach so the young man was taken by surprise.

The stranger tried to get up but Blaine was on top of him, pressing his groin to his ass and rubbing into him. The brunette moaned and tried to fight back but Blaine's erection slipped between his cheeks as he bucked furiously. The young designer closed his eyes, gasping at the friction before he felt the brunette fling back, twisting his body around, scissoring their legs together, humping Blaine's thick thigh while his own leg provided a constant friction against the other's groin.

"Damn!" Blaine hissed, arching to the grinding. His chest was heaving and groin hot and leaking as this young man rubbed against him, both panting. He was shocked himself as he stretched out, gripping the back of the brunette's head and pulling him close. Their lips fused, meshing together in a flurry of tongue and teeth, rough and passionate. Blaine even thought for a moment that the brunette stranger had broken the flesh of his lip as they embraced. However, he pushed him back, pinning his hands over his head, growling as he took control, aligning their erections, rubbing into him and grinding powerfully, no longer kissing but both lay with their mouths together, just gasping into one another's mouths.

"Shit!" Blaine hissed, eyes rolling back…so close….so fucking…..close….

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Blaine woke up with a jolt, gasping loudly, his cheeks burning crimson as he panted and rubbed his forehead. He moved slightly, eyes widening as he felt a dampness in his underwear. He tore off the sheets and just gazed at the softening erection, rubbing his forehead and closing his eyes.

'What in devils was that?' he thought, balling his fists and bringing them to his eyes, sitting curled up on his bed, still panting. Why was he asking himself this? Of course he knew what that was. He had just had a dream about a….

He shivered, slapping his forehead, trying to force the image out of his head. What had come over him? Why was he dreaming about.…about a man? And….he had released so hard…without even touching himself….from a dream, this was all so crazy.

Maybe…maybe… Well, he had just had so much sexual tension lately, the last few months and years were consumed by work. He had had a lot of that relieved today….and maybe there was something about Simone's gay roommate and that boy he was with that just…lodged in his brain. It wasn't about…having sex with a boy he was just pretty horny lately….it was nothing, no one had to know…no one would know.

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A/N: I remember when I first wrote this my wonderful mentor and bbmomma Astra beta'd it for me, so thank you to her cos most of it remains the same, but she kept raving about how much she loved the dream idea for some reason xD I never quiet liked it, I thought it was silly and a little corny but it HAD to be done. Blaine needs to have some kind of idea and I couldn't think of anything else -.-

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