Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters, Ryan Murphy and Fox do.

Warnings: In this chapter there is strong language, some sexuality (an almost sex scene along with several other steamy moments), flip-flopping on whether or not the two characters want to have sex, and underage drinking. Also there may be some OOC. This also doesn't completely (some parts do) adhere to the season three canon. There are also most likely errors that I missed (still playing that game)

Summary: After he suffers a nervous breakdown as demons from his past reemerge to haunt him, Blaine's life starts to fall apart as slowly he loses everything that he holds dear. But once someone falls that far, can they ever get back what they've lost?

Kurt had never seen Blaine's house before, but out of all of the things that he had learned about Blaine over the past few weeks, this was the one that literally made his heart stop beating. It was one of those houses that you only saw in movies and reality television shows. To describe the house as anything but a mansion would be a huge insult to the building. There wasn't anything tacky about it like fountains or gazeboes. However, the columns made him believe that this mansion was at least two million dollars. All it needed was a gate and Blaine could easily have been the son of one of the Real Housewives.

"Sweet Mother of God, only two people live here?" Kurt turned the car off, as his eyes were fixated on the house's size.

"Last time I checked…" Blaine opened the car door, grabbing his duffel bag as he let a deep breath, looking up the walkway to the front door. Not closing the door, he looked back at Kurt, a nervous smile on his face. "Thank you for dropping me off. And I'm sorry about what happened at your house…"

"Don't worry about it, Blaine. You were upset. I was out of line. I should know that you're edgy now that you're pills aren't working," Kurt looked back at the house. "Is your dad home?"

Blaine shook his head. "Obviously not. He won't be home until tomorrow morning. Sometimes I wonder why he even has this big house. He could have easily just stuck me in some shitty condo…"

"Do I get a kiss?" Kurt asked, unbuckling his seatbelt.

Blaine climbed back into the car, Kurt planting a gentle kiss on his lips. As Kurt was getting ready to back away, he felt Blaine's lips collide with his in a hungry kiss, pulling his body out of the car seat as he continued the assault. Kurt's whole body was on fire as he felt his boyfriend's tongue slide past his lips. Kurt didn't think that after an almost panic attack and a two hour drive that was practically silent, that Blaine would want to have a make out session in the car. Yet here they were, in Kurt's car making out.

"Whoa," Kurt backed away, hands up against Blaine's chest. "I thought that this was more backseat appropriate…"

Blaine licked his lips with a smile. Kurt could feel his lover's heart racing. "Walk me to my door?"

"That depends are you going to attack me when we get there?" Kurt asked, trying to catch his breath, he ran his hand down Blaine's strong chest getting lost in the sensation of his heart racing through the cashmere of his cardigan.

Blaine chuckled, his chest rising and falling with each breath. "Are you going to walk me to my door or what?"

Kurt opened his door and got out of the car and made his way to the walkway. Walking toward this house was so surreal. He literally had to pinch himself to make sure that this was real. He was really walking to the door of his boyfriend's house. He was really seeing where his boyfriend lived. As they made it to the door, he felt his legs start to give out.

"Thank you, Kurt," Blaine placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder, affectionately rubbing it. "I'll see you later…"

"Wait," Kurt watched as Blaine unlocked the door. "Aren't you going to invite me inside?"

Blaine laughed as he opened the door. "I'm so sorry, where are my manners? You want to come in?"

Kurt walked through the door and looked around the foyer. He could only imagine how expensive all of this was. Everything in this house was worth more than Kurt's family would see in a lifetime. He almost fainted as he was caught up in how beautiful this place was. He looked back at Blaine, hearing the sound of his boots echoing through the empty house as he made his way to what Kurt knew was the sitting room. He followed his boyfriend who already made himself at home in the liquor cabinet.

"You want anything?" Blaine asked.

"Isn't your dad going to get pissed if you drink all of his booze?" Kurt walked toward Blaine who pulled out a bottle of sherry.

"He won't even know the difference, trust me. He'll think he drank it," Blaine took of the cover and took a quick sip of the bottle, looking over at the cabinet. "You want some? I won't tell on you."

Kurt shook his head. "I don't think you should be drinking. You almost had a panic attack at my house…"

Blaine brought the bottle to his lips again, chugging the contents quickly. The sound of Blaine gulping down the liquor sent chills down Kurt's spine as he watched the muscles in his throat move with every swallow. As he watched as Blaine's Adam's apple motioned during each swallow, he wanted to kiss at his neck, run his tongue along his flesh. He took a deep breath as Blaine finished off the bottle, capping it and putting it back in the cabinet.

Kurt watched as Blaine closed the cabinet and stood up to walk toward the couch, his eyes fixated on the wall. "Blaine, is this what you do every day when you don't come to see me? Sit alone and drink alone in your father's study?"

"Usually I cry…" Blaine answered as he sat down on the couch, laying back. "You know, now that my pills aren't working."

Kurt shook his head. "Not today…" he moved to sit next to Blaine on the couch. "You're not going to do this today… I'm going to stay with you," he stroked his lover's shoulder. "I'll even spend the night if I have to…"

Blaine smiled, moving his hand to touch Kurt's. "I've been thinking about something… that long car ride gave me a lot of time to organize my thoughts," he took a deep breath. "What if I went to McKinley with you? What if I left Dalton and went to school with you?"

Kurt wanted to hug him. That would be a dream come true. He thought of this moment since July. He yearned for the moment where Blaine would tell him that he was going to McKinley, the moment where he admitted that he wanted to be around him. In his mind it would end in passionate kisses and Kurt giving himself to Blaine fully as they made love for the first time. However, it was different now. Kurt was happy, that wasn't what was different. The difference was that Blaine wasn't doing this for the sake of being romantic, he wasn't even doing it for himself. He was running away. For the second time in Blaine's life, people had chased him away. Kurt couldn't let that happen again.

"Blaine," Kurt kissed at his boyfriend's shoulder. "Is that what you want? You told me earlier this year that you don't want to go to your third high school…"

Blaine took a deep breath. "I want to be happy, Kurt… you make me happy. When I'm around you, even right now… I don't want to hurt myself. I don't want to punish myself," he closed his eyes as if he were thinking about what to say next. "The truth is that I need to be around you more than ever now… I need you… I need to be happy…"

Kurt took a deep breath. "Well if it's what you want…"

"I want to…" Blaine answered, his voice low. "I think I want to… nothing's making sense right now…"

Kurt ran his hand down Blaine's back, hearing him let out a deep breath. He moved to kiss at his cheek, Blaine turning to take his lips into a sweet kiss. They ran their noses against each other that Kurt took Blaine's hand with his own, holding it tightly. Blaine's breath was hot on Kurt's lips as they continued to run their noses together, Kurt's own breath catching in his throat.

"Blaine, you don't have to do this if you don't want to…" Kurt kissed at his lover's forehead. "After all of the pushing, I don't want you to do this because anyone told you that you had to…" he kissed at his forehead again. "I want you to do this because you want to…"

"Kurt, everyone knows at Dalton. Yes, they're going to expel or suspend any person who tries to harass me about it, but what about those who don't? What about those people who know and stay silent? How am I going to go back to being the golden boy when everything that I had is gone?" he closed his eyes and took a sharp breath. "I want to be safe. I want to be somewhere where no one knows that I cut myself… where no one knows that I'm crazy…" he moved his hands to take Kurt's, pulling the hand to his lips as he kissed at it gently. "I want you to help me through this…"

Kurt took a deep breath, looking into Blaine's eyes. "Tell me what we have to do…"

"I'll go to a psychiatrist, I'll buy nicotine patches, I'll stop drinking," Blaine's voice was a hushed whisper. "I just want you to know that I'm trying to fix myself for you… I'm trying to get back to the person that you love… and I want you to keep on love me…"

"You are the person that I love, dummy, and I will always love you," Kurt smiled, shuddering as he felt Blaine kiss at his knuckles. "It's funny if we were alone at my house we'd be all over each other. But now that we're in a new place, you're being rather subdued…"

"Well then," Blaine sighed, releasing Kurt's hands. "I'm going to go take a bath…" he kissed gently at his lips. "You can stay down here if you want. There's a whole bunch of alcohol here. Do as you wish… my father's not going to come home any time soon…"

Kurt watched as Blaine walked out to move toward the stairs walking up them. He didn't know if the was an invitation or not. The thought of Blaine in a bathtub was enough to make Kurt wish that it was an invitation. They had taken baths together. It was usually a way for Kurt to help Blaine unwind from a long day. Blaine was no doubt carrying a lot with him around with him. Kurt looked around the study as he stood up. This was where Blaine's father spent most of his days. Blaine spent his days crying in here as he prayed for a father that would pay attention to him. He closed his eyes as he felt the first tear fall down his cheek as he could feel the pain that was in this room, breaking his heart as he realized just how dark Blaine's world was.

OOOOO

As the water filled the bathtub, Blaine slowly took his clothes off. It was only two years ago when he was on this floor bleeding out. It was only two years ago that he had reached a boiling point in this very house. The bathroom was still filled with his cries, with his screams, with his hopes that this was going to get better. After all of this time, he could still feel the pain. He could still feel the sadness as he remembered his blood on the floor. Closing his eyes, he got lost in the sound of the running water, feeling the steam ooze out of the bathtub, soothing his nerves.

He turned off the water as he moved to get into the large bathtub, closing his eyes as he felt the warmth surround his body. His mind started to calm down as all of the emotions within him started to go to sleep. Breathing in and out, every ounce of panic was starting to leave his body; finally he was able to relax. For the first time since before his panic attack at Dalton, he finally felt like he was in control of his body.

Just as he was about to drift completely away, he heard the door open. "Blaine? Are you okay in here?"

"Kurt, you should knock. I'm indecent," he looked over to the doorway to see his boyfriend standing in the doorway, walking forward as he closed the door behind him. "What took you so long? I was afraid that I was going to get wrinkly before you got the message. "

"I was sitting down, thinking, admiring the house," Kurt answered as he seductively unbuttoned his vest. "And your house is so huge. It took me forever just to find your bedroom…"

Blaine watched as Kurt slowly took his clothes off, moving closer to the bathtub as Blaine's body started to shake in anticipation. "Care to join me? There's plenty of room for you in here…"

Kurt was only in his underwear. "I thought that's where we were going…" he slowly lowered them, Blaine swallowing hard as Kurt was naked in front of him. He had seen Kurt naked hundreds of times, but this time was different. Maybe it was the heat of the bath water, maybe it was the fact that he had gone days without taking his pills, or maybe it was the fact that he and Kurt were now discussing his potential transfer to McKinley.

Kurt immersed himself in the water as he let out a moan, his body trying to adapt to the hot temperature. He moved to rest his head on Blaine's shoulder, kissing gently at his jaw line. "It's hot in here…"

"I like my baths scalding hot," Blaine answered his arm wrapping around Kurt's body, pulling him in tighter. "Come here…"

He kissed gently at Kurt's lips as Kurt moved to his lap, placing a leg on each side of his hips. The kiss deepened. Kurt moved his hips up against Blaine's the passion intensified. Blaine closed his eyes, running his hands down Kurt's bare back, his body shuddering with every movement of Kurt's body. The sound of the water sloshing around in the bathtub mixed with heavy breathing and soft moans, Blaine's blood boiling in his body as he felt the heat roll through him. There was something naughty about sneaking his boyfriend into his house to do act on urges that he knew his father detested. Deep down his father not only resented that he had a mental disease, but also that he was a homosexual.

He kissed at Kurt's neck, gently gnawing at the flesh as he felt Kurt react, his body jerking up against Blaine's. Their breath had become heavy as their bodies were tangled together in the water. Hormones were screaming as the lust skyrocketed, Blaine's hands moving to caress one of Kurt's long legs.

Blaine loved how close Kurt was to him, grinding up against him, accenting every movement with a soft moan. He kissed at him, not caring about the numerous marks that he was leaving behind, not caring about the almost screams that he was gaining from Kurt as he assaulted his body with his mouth, his hands gripping tightly at his body. It was an out of body experience as he continued to possess his boyfriend, his body craving Kurt's.

"I love kissing you," Blaine breathed before kissing Kurt's lip again. "Your lips are so soft…" he ran his tongue along Kurt's upper lip before biting at his lower. "You are so Goddamn sexy…"

"Well this is one way to calm you down from having a panic attack. I'm just trying to be a good boyfriend" Kurt breathed, his hands shaking as he wrapped his arms tighter around Blaine's neck. "Besides, I love taking long, hot baths with you…" he moved one of his hands to fall into the water. "How about we turn up the heat?"

"What did you have in mind?" Blaine asked, kissing at Kurt's lips once again.

Blaine let out a deep groan as he felt Kurt's hand wrap around his hardening erection, his eyes meeting his boyfriend's as he felt their mouth connect in a hot kiss. Kurt's hand moved up and down the flesh, the friction sending waves of pleasure throughout Blaine's body as he could feel his body begging for more. He was begging for Kurt's body.

"I want you, Kurt," Blaine breathed up against Kurt's neck, bucking into his closed hand. "I want you so fucking badly…"

Kurt let out a deep moan, his hand coming to a stop. "I want you too…" he looked into Blaine's eyes. "But not in the bathtub…"

Blaine smiled as he kissed at Kurt's forehead. "Okay… to the bedroom then…"

They got out of the bathtub, not caring to drain it before they walked toward the bedroom. When they finally got to the bed, they didn't waste any time before they started kissing each other, caressing each other, grabbing each other, possessing each other. Blaine was getting lost in the moment as he lay in between Kurt's naked legs, kissing at him. He wanted to do everything. He had always wanted to sleep with Kurt. He wanted to sleep with Kurt back in June. The August attempt turned him off for a few weeks, but it came back full force since then. The only thing stopping him was that he knew Kurt wasn't ready. He said he was, but Blaine could see in his eyes that he was too nervous to go "all the way." Yet now as he felt Kurt bite at his neck and claw at his back, this time was different. Kurt was ready.

"Wait," Blaine breathed, backing away from Kurt's lips. "I have to warn you, that if we keep doing this… I can't guarantee that I can stop myself…"

Kurt sighed as he looked into Blaine's eyes. "Blaine Anderson," he kissed at his boyfriend's nose. "I had a whole speech prepared for this moment, but I can't remember it right now…"

Blaine raised an eyebrow. "You had a speech?"

"The point is…" he swallowed hard as he closed his eyes. "I'm ready, Blaine…" Blaine opened his mouth to speak. "Before you tell me I'm not… I'm going to tell you that I am. I don't care that I haven't met your parents. I don't care if you have schizophrenia…"

"I said bipolar disorder or borderline personality disorder…"

"Can I finish?" Kurt asked. Blaine nodded. "I want to be with you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want you to be the first person who I experience this with. I want to connect with you…"

"That just sounds dirty…" Blaine chuckled kissing at Kurt's neck.

"What I'm trying to say is: I want you to make love to me, Blaine…" Kurt ran his hand down Blaine's back. "I'm ready…"

"Are you sure?" Blaine asked, his heart racing.

"We've been dating for almost seven months, you haven't pressured me, and you've been honest with me. I've never loved anyone like I've love you before. I want you to do this…" he kissed at Blaine's lips. "Touch me, Blaine…"

Blaine kissed at Kurt's neck as he pulled Kurt's body closer to his own. He was able to completely let go. His movements were aggressive, sexual as Kurt let out a series of long moans as they moved up against one another. Moving his hand lower, he wrapped his fingers around Kurt's erection, hearing him cry out in pleasure, moaning Blaine's name deep in his throat. He could kiss Kurt forever. Moans increased in volume and intensity as he ran his hand up and down Kurt's length, the bathwater acting as lubricant.

Blaine wanted to be inside Kurt. Damn did he want to be inside Kurt. He had dreamed on this moment for months. Now it was here, Kurt was begging for him to make love to him. He didn't want to screw this up by going too fast.

"Blaine…" Kurt moaned, his hands gripping Blaine's shoulders tight. "Please…"

"Please what?" Blaine asked squeezing gently at Kurt's hard flesh, loving the high pitched squeal that he gained from the action. "What do you want me to do to you?"

Kurt swallowed hard, struggling to form words. "Do you have any lube?"

"Of course I do," Blaine answered relishing in the sight of Kurt's response to pleasure.

"Get it…" Kurt breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling dramatically with every breath.

Blaine reached for his nightstand, opening the drawer. He pulled it out quickly, almost dropping it as his hands were shaking. Wasting no time he moved back over to Kurt, opening the bottle, dumping some on his fingers.

"Are you ready for this?" Blaine asked, raising one of Kurt's legs over his shoulder, running his fingers along the soft, hairless flesh.

Kurt nodded as he inhaled deeply. "Put your fingers in me…" he let out a shaky moan. "Oh God, Blaine, put your fingers in me…"

Kurt may not have been good with his fingers; Blaine however had no problem using them correctly, almost painlessly. When he pushed the first finger in, Kurt let out a small gasp of pain, his muscles tightening around the digit. As he eased the muscles, he added another finger, watching Kurt's body shudder.

"Am I hurting you?" Blaine kissed at Kurt's leg.

Kurt shook his head. "No… k-keep going… keep going, Blaine… k-keep going"

Blaine spread his fingers apart, Kurt letting out a deep breath as he bit at his lower lip. The third finger seemed easier to get in. Spreading the fingers, he looked down at Kurt and saw him arch slightly off of the bed, his body trembling with pain and adrenaline. Seeing this, Blaine moved his finger to brush against the spot that would make all of the discomfort disappear for a moment.

"Shit!" Kurt moaned, Blaine's fingers brushing against his prostate. "Blaine…"

"You like that?" Blaine asked kissing at Kurt's leg, moaning as he felt Kurt's muscles tighten around his fingers.

"Yes!" Kurt swallowed audibly, his legs shaking. "Yes, Blaine…!"

It felt fantastic inside Kurt. His whole body felt like it was going to burst as he got lost in the feeling of the tight muscles and erotic heat inside of him. The blood was running white hot through his veins as he brushed against Kurt's prostate again, hearing him let out another moan, his muscles tightening around Blaine's fingers. It was at this moment when Blaine knew that he couldn't take anymore.

"I need to be inside you…" Blaine breathed, relishing in the feeling of Kurt's muscles tightening around his fingers. "I want to fuck you so badly…"

"Do you have a condom?" Kurt asked, his eyes hazy.

Blaine's heart sank as he realized the truth. This was fun while it lasted. "No…" he shook his head. "I didn't expect this to happen…" he swallowed hard, his throat was dry. "But I swear to God that I don't have anything… I'm clean, Kurt… I haven't had any sexual contact aside from you in over a year…"

Kurt took a deep breath. "Forget the condom…" he moved to hitch his other leg over Blaine's shoulder. "Just make love to me… put your penis in me…" Blaine loved how technical that sounded. "Do it…"

Blaine took a deep breath as he reached for the lube. This was really happening. He was really going to lose his virginity. For years he had kept this for himself, saving it for someone that he truly loved. Kurt Hummel was that person. He poured some of the lube onto his erection, slicking himself up as he let out a few short moans, his eyes locking with Kurt's. This was the moment that they were going to remember forever. After high school, after college, when they were adults in the world, they were going to remember the moment in Blaine's bed in Westerville, Ohio where they made love the first time.

He moved closer to his boyfriend, Kurt's legs up against his chest as he moved to line himself up with Kurt's slick entrance. He took a deep breath as he looked into Kurt's eyes as he felt his hands on his shoulders, waiting for full penetration. He took another deep breath as he was about to push into him.

Then he heard the front door open.

I know this chapter didn't really have much plot, but when I tried to combine with with the next chapter it was a monster! So I split it in half. Also the scene would have continued which would be really weird to shift from almost having sex to something else.

The next chapter will bring a little more light to the situation at Dalton (the Razor Blaine scandal) as well as show you who walked through the door (it's not who you think it is.)

The next chapter will be up sometime next week.

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