"That was awesome, Kurt," Mr. Schuester says as the scarf-wearing boy smiles and returns to his seat, "You see guys? That's the kind of hardcore performing we need for Regionals."
"So is that our lesson this week?" Lauren asks, "Powerhouse, kick ass performing?"
"Not exactly," Mr. Schue continues, "we leave for Columbus on Friday and we perform Saturday. That gives us two days to really practice. So your assignment this week is to get ready to win. We've got our set list planned and we're good to go."
Rachel smiles, "And what about rooms?"
"Well, due to some of the relationships in this room I decided it was probably best if I put you into rooms," Will explains, "I'll post the list on the wall by the door tomorrow."
Just then the bell rings and the kids collect their backpacks, heading off to third period, leaving Will alone in the choir room to sit in his anticipation for Sunday.
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"Get back here, Mercedes!" Quinn yells as she storms out of the school.
The other girl turns around and a look of ultimate hatred is on her face. Outside on the sunny day, the two girls have to squint to see each other.
"I don't have anything to say to you, Quinn! Just let me go home, I have tots waiting for me," she turns to leave but is pulled back when Quinn grabs her hair.
"Oh no, you let go of my weave!" Mercedes hollers at the blonde. Quinn loses her grip and right away Mercedes turns back around and comes after Quinn.
Quinn screams and starts to run. All around them, students have gathered, watching the two dodge each other.
"Mercedes, stop! You know he's mine! Just because you have one dream doesn't mean he's your soul mate!"
"And just because you think he's nice doesn't mean he's yours! He's fair game!"
Before things can go any further, Sue rips out of the school, megaphone in hand.
"LADIES! STOP YOUR FIGHTING NOW! AND I MEAN IT! NOW!"
After a minute Sue grabs them both and drags them to Figgins' office.
"Uhhhhhhh. What is it now, Sue, I need to get home. My soap opera starts in twenty minutes," the balding man.
"Although I hate to keep you here, and really, I do; you reek of curry and rotten eggs, and sometimes, when the air-conditioning is on, I can get a whiff of the Rogaine you helplessly pour your money into mixed with a dash of your Indian sorrows. It's disgusting," she tells the man. "But you do have a job here, no matter how unqualified you are. These two were in front of the school, about to fight."
Figgins rubs his hands across his face and sighs once more.
"Ok, thank you, Sue," he says dismissively. "Ladies, what seems to be the problem here?"
"Quinn thinks she's got the rights to a guy she doesn't even have, and honestly I don't need to be here. I didn't throw a punch or anything. So I suggest you let me go and eat my tots before I get real angry."
"And what man is this, Quinn?" Sue asks.
"I can't say," she tells her coach, crossing her arms.
"Sue, that is not the real problem here," Figgins says. "Ok ladies, since there wasn't any violence—"
"She pulled my weave!" Mercedes shouts.
Figgins sighs again before saying, "Ok. Quinn, you have detention tomorrow after school. This will not interfere with your Glee competition or Cheerios. But, if this happens again, I will have to start punishing you harder. Am I clear?"
"So Mercedes doesn't get any consequences? She chased me!" Quinn utters loudly.
"You didn't let me finish," Figgins answers. "Mercedes, you will have lunch duty tomorrow. And again, if anything else happens, you will be punished further. Now, do both of you understand?"
The two nod.
"Ok, now let's all go home."
Mercedes and Figgins leave, but Sue and Quinn walk slower.
"Now I don't know what kind of punishment sending her to be surrounded by food is, but I'm appalled. Fighting isn't you, Quinn. You could've jeopardized your spot on the Cheerios."
"I know, Coach Sylvester. I'm just mixed up in love, I guess."
"So I heard. I just hope for your sake he wraps it up. I can't lose you to a baby again," she says before patting Quinn's shoulder and heading to her office.
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Finn pulls his truck up to Grace's house. He is about to step outside to retrieve his girlfriend when he sees her running from her door to his car, trying to avoid the rain.
She climbs in and shuts the door fast. He smiles as she shakes the rain from her hair and face.
"Hey," she says.
"Hey," he replies.
Grace opens her jacket and pulls out an envelope.
"What's that?" Finn asks.
"I got accepted into University of Ohio," Grace tells him, a look of happiness in her eyes.
"No way! I'm so proud of you!" he exclaims as he leans in and grabs her in his arms. He kisses her lightly and pulls away to smile at her.
"Thanks," she says. Her smile suddenly fades as she turns away.
"Wait, why the sad face? This is amazing!"
She looks over at him, and opens her mouth, "It's just… I don't know. This sounds crazy, but I don't really want to go without you. Getting this letter just made me realize we don't have that much longer together. And I'm not okay with that. It's crazy, I know. But I can't help my feelings for you. I'm not willing to let that go."
Finn studies her carefully before answering, "I know. It's scary. But who says we have to let it go?"
"What, like long distance? That never works out. I don't want that for us. Maybe if I take off a year and—"
"No," Finn cuts her off. "No way am I letting you do that. You're not stopping your future for me."
"Well, I don't know what else there is I can do. I don't want to be away from you for a long time," she tells him sadly.
Finn thinks hard for a minute, "Well, I've been looking into graduating early. I didn't want to say anything, I thought it would freak you out. It would be kind of hard, but I have most of my credits completed, and if I took a few classes in the summer and online, I could do it. But, I mean, only if you wanted me to."
Grace's face blooms into a smile, "Of course I want you to. I would love that."
"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to rush things or force you into anything, I just—"
Grace cuts him off with a kiss.
"I'm sure. Completely sure."
"Good," Finn smiles at her.
"Good," Grace replies.
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Puck sits across the table at the Lima Bean and stares at his younger brother, "You really oughta come to McKinley," the older Puckerman says.
"I can't just switch schools, dude. There's like three months left before the year is over anyway, it'd be pointless," Jake says flatly.
"Well, I want you to transfer."
"Why?"
Puck sighs and looks at the half eaten cookie on the plate in front of him, "Look, after everything that happened with Court… I just… if you're at McKinley, if you're closer to me, I can protect you – I just keep thinking that if you guys had been closer to me when she was… you know… well, I think I could've protected her. Just promise me you'll consider moving schools. Please."
Jake sighs, "There wasn't anything any of us could've done. I mean, maybe if she had told us sooner or if mom hadn't been dating that asshole things would've been different, but… it isn't your fault, Noah."
Puck nods his head, "You're my brother, maybe not fully but your still my family and I want you in my life. So tell me you'll think about it."
"I will," Jake says, smiling a smile that clearly shows that he truly is a Puckerman.
The two boys stay sitting for a while, not talking, until finally Jake breaks the silence and says, "Did you see the game last night?"
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Sam isn't happy. The look on his face as he sits next to Blaine on the bus is a clear indicator that he's displeased, but it isn't until Blaine finally asks what's wrong that the blonde boy opens up.
"Mr. Schue put me in a room with Finn and Kurt," the big-lipped boy begins, "I'm going to die in there, Finn hates me for taking his spot as quarterback and Kurt doesn't like me because of everything with you… it's just a mess. I mean, does he really think you and I would just bang in the room with a third person? Santana and Brittany are sharing a room, what exempts them from doing it?"
Santana pokes her head from behind Sam and says with a smirk, "Britt and I are girls, so we have self control. Plus we're rooming with Berry, it's not like she gets anybody's parts all tingly. You and Blaine-y Blaine on the other hand would probably do it on this bus if enough people were asleep."
"She does make a point," Blaine whispers as Santana leans back to talk to Brittany, "if enough people were asleep I'd definitely be giving you a hand right about now…"
Sam feels a rustling in his pants, "Dammit," he says back, "if I don't make it out of that room alive I want everyone to know that it was because of your sexy, filthy mouth that I died."
Blaine just laughs and grabs Sam's hand, "You'll be fine. It's two days."
Driving a few more miles, the bus is soon at the Best Western and the glee kids are unloading from the bus and out. It's only a few more minutes until everyone is heading to their separate rooms, Blaine and Sam holding hands as the walk down the hall with Finn and Mike leading the way to the rooms – although they can both feel Kurt leering at their innocent display of affection.
"Blaine, we're in this one," Mike says, pointing to a door with the number 314 on it.
The dark haired boy nods his head and gives Sam a peck on the cheek, "You'll be fine," he whispers dropping Sam's hand to follow the Asian boy into the hotel room.
In the room next to Blaine and Mike's, 316, was where the other three boys were to stay. Sam following quietly as Finn and Kurt walked into the room. The blonde boy could faintly hear Kurt say to his brother, "Can't believe we're sharing with that home wrecker."
Sam sighs and squeezes his duffle bag's handle tightly. Two days, he thinks to himself, you can make it two days.
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Holly enters her room with her suitcase trailing behind her. She lets out a sigh of relief, happy to have a room to herself. The room is blocked by the wall that builds part of the bathroom, but when the beds come into view, Holly's stomach drops.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Holly asks the woman sitting on one of the queen-sized beds.
"They needed another chaperone and so Will asked me, I'm surprised he didn't tell you," Emma replies coolly.
"Why do they need another chaperone? Isn't two good enough?" Holly retorts.
"Well apparently they didn't think a sex-ed teacher was capable of handling a bunch of teenagers," Emma tells the blonde, and then adds, "Which I agree with completely considering she can't even keep her own pants on for two seconds."
Holly glares at the redhead for a second before huffing out, "No fucking way. I'm not doing this. I'm telling Will I'm rooming with him for the trip."
"Yeah, that won't happen. Will takes these things very seriously. But of course you don't know him like I do, so I understand your confusion," Emma says.
Holly groans and throws her suitcase down.
"Fuck off, fire crotch," Holly says as she slumps down on the other bed.
"I think you've done enough fucking for the both of us."
"At least I've fucked someone, virgin."
Emma purses her lips and stands up to leave, "I'm going to check on the children."
Holly waves her away and rolls her eyes. When Emma shuts the door Holly lays back on the bed and screams into a pillow.
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"Seriously?" Sam halfway shouts at Kurt, "You couldn't just try and keep the peace for longer than fifteen minutes?"
"What? All I said was that I was glad I wouldn't have to listen to you and Blaine fucking next door all weekend, how is that not peaceful?" Kurt snaps back.
Sam rolls his eyes and looks over to Finn, "No really, don't let us interrupt your TV viewing."
Finn slowly looks away from the hockey game on the small television, "What was that?"
"Just tell me this," Kurt says with a smile, "how good is Blaine at giving blow jobs? Isn't he like the greatest litter sucker ever?"
"Don't talk about my boyfriend like that dude," Sam shouts when suddenly there's a knock on the door.
Although muffled the boys hear Mr. Schuester say, "Open this door, right now."
Finn gets up from the bed and walks over to the door, allowing their teacher in, "Guys what is going on in here?" Will asks, confused.
"Kurt keeps trying to cause problems," Sam says plainly.
Kurt crosses his arms, "I'm doing nothing of the sort. Sam's just so touchy about the whole I used to date his boyfriend thing. Honestly, Mr. Schuester, it's nothing."
"It sure as hell isn't nothing," Sam protests, "he just asked me how good Blaine was at giving blo… at singing."
Will's brow furrows, "I really don't want to know; but here's the deal if you guys can't keep it calm and keep clean, one of you two is coming to room with me. Understand?"
"Yes," Kurt and Sam say in unison.
"Awesome," Will says back, "now I'm right across the hall. I can hear you if you start fighting again so just refrain from doing so."
As the curly haired man exits the room, tension still thick, Kurt and Sam lock eyes and scowl at one and other. Kurt's jaw locks as he walks over to the bed Finn is sitting on again and turns his eyes to the TV, "Can we please watch something else? I think Project Runway is on."
Sam sighs, "I'm going for a walk."
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Mercedes and Lauren sit on their bed eating tots.
"These are good," Mercedes says. Lauren nods in reply.
On the other bed, Tina paints her nails.
"Sometimes I feel like a Tot Queen," Lauren says nonchalantly.
Mercedes looks up from the container and says, "No."
Lauren, too, looks up and shrugs.
"Ok, I guess I'm not," she says, then stuffs three more tots in.
"I wrote a song about tots once," Mercedes says.
"I'd like to hear that. Wanna—" Lauren is cut off when Quinn storms into the room.
"Oh, hi Tina. Hi Lauren. I was just with Mr. Schuester getting some tips on my performance. He's so brilliant," she says, pulling a pillow to her chest and hugging it.
Under her breath, Mercedes mutters, "Yeah, will that's the only kinda tip you'll get from him."
"What was that?" Quinn asks. "I couldn't hear you with all those tots shoved in your mouth."
"Now hold up—"
"Guys stop! You know we have a big competition tomorrow, we can't afford to mess it up with a stupid fight!"
Suddenly, they hear a knock at the door.
Quinn perks up, "It might be Mr. Schue with some more advice," she says.
She crosses over to the door and opens it to reveal an angry Santana.
"Stop yelling. These walls are paper thin, and I can hear every single word and every single crunch of the tots in your mouths," Santana yells. Mercedes begins to speak but Santana holds up her hand to stop her. "Let me finish. Also, need I remind you Mr. Schuester is engaged? Why in the name of all that is good would he want the girl who had a baby like a few months ago or some shit, I forgot. And why would he want someone who I'm pretty sure is just a bunch of tater tots mushed together under big chunks of skin?"
The room is silent for a few beats until Lauren says, "Damn you're a bitch."
"Yeah I am, I'm a bitch who needs her sleep so she can nail her solo in the group performance," she spits back.
Lauren holds up her hands in defeat and doesn't say anything else.
Santana exhales loudly and turns to leave, but before she does, she adds, "If I have to come in here again, everyone's favorite Auntie Snixx is coming too, and it won't be pretty."
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Blaine breathes out and tries to calm his nerves. He walks out onto the black stage and stands on his mark, waiting for the song to begin.
Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin
Blaine: There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold. And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed, with a word she can get what she came for. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure. 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings, sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder, ooh, it makes me wonder.
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west, and my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees, and the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder, ooh, it really makes me wonder.
And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune, then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long, and the forests will echo with laughter.
If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, it's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know, the piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know your stairway lies on the whispering wind?
And as we wind on down the road, our shadows taller than our soul. There walks a lady we all know, who shines white light and wants to show how everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard the tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all to be a rock and not to roll.
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Applause fills the space as the lights dim. Rachel and Finn make their way to the front of the stage and the rest of the kids hurry to their new places.
Hot Blooded by Foreigner
Finn: Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see. I got a fever of a hundred and three. Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Rachel +Finn: I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Rachel: You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind. Honey you oughta know
Finn: Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
Rachel: I wanna know what you're doin' after the show
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous. Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew
Rachel + Finn: That's why, I'm hot blooded, check it and see. I got a fever of a hundred and three. Come on baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot blooded, hot blooded
Finn: If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night
Rachel: Shall I leave you my key?
Finn: But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign. Tell me, are you hot mama? You sure look that way to me
Rachel: Are you old enough? Will you be ready when I call you bluff? Is my timing right? Did you save your love for me tonight?
Rachel + Finn: Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see. Feel the fever burning inside of me. Come on baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Rachel: I'm hot
Finn: Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Rachel: Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
In the audience, Rachel suddenly spots Jesse St. James. He sits in the front row and notices her staring. He winks at her before she glances away.
Rachel + Finn: Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see. I got a fever of a hundred and three. Come on baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Rachel: Hot blooded, every night
Finn: Hot blooded, you're looking so tight
Rachel: Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild
Finn: Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child
Rachel: Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high
Finn: Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy
Rachel: Hot blooded, you're making me sing
Finn: Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing
The pair is met with just as much applause as the first song was, and for the last time, the New Directions rearrange themselves.
Peace of Mind by Boston
Finn: Now if you're feelin' kinda low 'bout the dues you've been paying. Future's coming much too slow and you wanna run but somehow you just keep on stayin'…
New Directions + (Mercedes): Can't decide on which way to go. Yeah, yeah, yeah!I understand about indecision. But I don't care if I get behind, people livin' in competition, all I want is to have my peace of mind. (YEA)
Brittany spins over to Santana panicked and says, "Ralphie is in the audience, Santana he's out there!"
The Hispanic girl looks hard out into the audience and searches for the familiar face of the janitor.
Santana: Now you're climbin' to the top of the company ladder. Hope it doesn't take too long, can't cha see there'll come a day when it won't matter. Come a day when you'll be gone…
After finishing her solo, Santana grabs her girlfriend's hand and says, "Britt, I don't see him. Are you sure he's out there?"
New Directions: I understand about indecision, but I don't care if I get behind. People livin' in competition. All I want is to have my peace of mind.
Mercedes + New Directions: Take a look ahead, take a look ahead, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... whoa!
As the guitar solo plays on, Santana and Brittany dance over to Sam and reiterate his cousin's concerns.
The blonde boy looks into the auidence, "I… I don't see him!"
Sam: Now everybody's got advice they just keep on givin'
Blaine: Doesn't mean too much to me
Sam + Blaine: Lots of people out to make-believe they're livin'. Can't decide who they should be…
New Directions: I understand about indecision, but I don't care if I get behind. People livin' in competition.
Just as she's about to tell everyone she's sure he's out there, Brittany remembers it's her turn to sing, dancing up to Finn she opens her mouth and the two make the perfect harmony.
Finn + Brittany: All I want is to have my peace of mind.
New Directions: Take a look ahead, take a look ahead. Look ahead.
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"You were great out there," says a husky, familiar voice from behind Blaine.
The hazel-eyed boy turns around quickly to see his brother standing behind him arms spread open, awaiting a hug, "Oh my god! Coop!" Blaine says as he rushes over to hug the taller boy.
"Good to see you too, little brother," the man says, smiling over his brother's shoulder.
"What are you doing here?"
"Mom and dad called, they told me you were going to be here for your competition and since they also told me they wouldn't be attending themselves, I thought it was only right that I come and show my appreciation for your musical abilities."
Blaine beamed, "This is great. You just… oh god, you've gotta meet Sam!"
"Yeah?" the blonde boy asks, coming from around Rachel and over to his boyfriend.
"Oh, Sam, this is my big brother. Cooper this is my boyfriend," the young Anderson smiles.
Cooper stuck out his hand and Sam gladly received it, "I've heard a lot about you," Sam says, "Blaine really loves you."
"Back at ya,"Cooper says, flashing his pearly whites again, "I better get back out there, it look like they're about to announce the winner. It was great meeting you Sam, you guys were excellent out there."
The tall man began to walk away, turning on his heel to say, "I'll see you when you get him little bro."
Just before Blaine could ask any more questions, Mr. Schuester came forward to the boys and pulled them toward the stage.
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The New Directions huddle on the stage close together with Oral Intensity and The Harmonix. One of the judges walks onto the stage, the results in hand.
Tina squeals with joy and nervousness. Mercedes grips the hand next to her and turns to see it is Quinn. She is about to pull away but the two look at each other and smile. She grabs ahold of the blonde's hand tighter.
"Thank you to everyone who came out tonight to watch and support the Ohio Regional Vocal Competition. The results are in. For third place, we have….. Oral Intensity!"
The group accepts their awards and applause and exits the stage.
"And for the moment we've been waiting for. The winner of the Regionals trophy in Columbus, Ohio, and a trip to New York City for Nationals is…. The New Directions!"
The group bursts into screams and cheers. Hugs are given left and right, and the occasional kiss is too. Will steps up to the judge and shakes his hand. He accepts the trophy and holds it up high, showing it off. He walks over to the glee kids and holds it up for them. They all join hands and lift them up too, in celebration.
The venue explodes with cheers and applause. Mr. Schuester looks next to him and sees Rachel crying while she holds his and Tina's hands up in the air. He smiles at her and squeezes her hand.
When they all break apart, they continue to congratulate each other. Even Santana accepts Rachel's hug.
They exit the stage eventually, the trophy still raised high in the air.
Before Rachel makes it onto the bus back to the hotel, Jesse is there to intercept her.
"What are you doing here, Jesse?" she asks, not too excited to see him again.
"Well first, I wanted to come scope out my competition," he replies smoothly. When he sees confusion on her face he adds, "Oh yeah, I'm the coach of Vocal Adrenaline. I decided to put off college when the coaching spot opened. There's no way I could say no to that."
"So, I take it by competition you mean Nationals?"
"You were always smart, Rachel," he says, smiling.
"Well what is the second reason? You said seeing the competition was the first," she asks.
"I wanted to see you." The look on his face turns serious and his tone isn't snarky anymore.
"Rachel, I know I hurt you. I was a big jerk. But I did fall for you, don't you ever doubt that. I was just caught up in Vocal Adrenaline. It was my senior year, I needed to win, I couldn't have any distractions. And I'm sorry that I had to hurt you. A day hasn't gone by without me regretting it."
Rachel is silent for a beat and then she says, "How do I know that, Jesse? You're the COACH of Vocal Adrenaline now, how have things changed? I couldn't trust you then, and I know I can't trust you still."
She turns to leave but Jesse grabs her arm and says, "I know you don't think you can. But someday you will. I want you back in my life, Rachel. And I'll get you back. I don't care what I have to do."
Rachel looks at him, not saying a word. Suddenly, he moves in and kisses her lightly on the mouth. At first, she doesn't kiss back, but all the feelings she remembers having for him return and flow through her. She starts kissing back and before she knows it they are making out passionately.
Rachel out of nowhere pulls away.
"You might've got me there, but it won't happen again. I was vulnerable from the emotions of winning, but I won't make the same mistake twice. I can't afford that right now, Jesse."
"We'll see," he replies, winking at her and then turning to make his own exit.
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Sam and Blaine lay on the hotel bed kissing. The two boys don't want to be anywhere else.
"When's Mike supposed to be back?" Sam asks, pulling away from his boyfriend for a moment.
Blaine rolls onto his back and says quietly, "Not for a while. He and the rest of the guys went to meet up with Rachel at the pool or something."
Sam feels his heart pound in his chest, "So… we've got the place to ourselves?"
Blaine nods his gelled head.
Suddenly, Sam sits up and takes a deep breath, "I've been waiting for a long time for the perfect moment for us to do this. I kept telling myself it needed to be spontaneous or something for it to be really good, but… I want to do it right now."
Blaine sits up too and moves over to the blonde, "What are you talking about?"
"Blaine, I love you," Sam says with a smile on his face, "I love you more than I think I've ever loved anyone before. It's like… it's like I'm infected by Blaine Anderson and I can't sleep, I can't breathe, I can't eat without having you on my mind because I love you so much. And I don't want it any other way because you make me so happy and you make me feel so safe and I haven't felt this safe since I was sent to Lima. You've got my heart and I just…"
"Sam?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah?"
"I want to give myself to you completely. And from what I'm gathering from what you're saying is that you want to do the same."
Sam nods.
"So," Blaine whispers, leaning closer to his boyfriend, "let's give in."
Sam's heart is pounding again as he allows Blaine to pull his Led Zepplin t-shirt over his head and toss it on the floor. Before the blonde knew what was happening, he was unbuttoning Blaine's shirt and tossing it aside as well, next came the undoing of belts and the pulling down of pants and the admiring of tented underwear.
Blaine was ecstatic. He felt like he'd been waiting an eternity to finally give himself to Sam and now that the moment had finally come he couldn't have felt any more excited.
Still in their underwear, the boys fall back onto the bed and crash lips together. Tongues darting in and out of mouths, slight moans escaping Blaine's lips and small grunts leaving Sam's. The boys feel their bodies gliding together in perfect harmony.
Throwing caution to the wind, Blaine slowly begins kissing his way down Sam's well muscled body. Pausing over the right nipple to give it attention before continuing his way down, he comes to the waist of Sam's black underwear and paused – taking in the moment – right before he yanks them down to reveal the prize that resides beneath the layer of fabric. In one movement he swallowed the blonde's length, causing Sam to let out a high-pitched whimper that only added to Blaine's horniness.
Sam's eyes were shut as he let out low moans as his boyfriend continued to take special care of his now painfully hard member. Every now and then Sam would mutter, "Fuck," or "Just like that," which just made Blaine's still covered dick even harder.
After a good five minutes of lathering Sam's cock with saliva Blaine was ready, "I want you to…"
Sam nods and sits up, reaching down to grab his jeans and remove a condom, which he quickly opened and rolled on to his hard meat.
"Do I need to like…?" Sam began but Blaine cut him off.
"I'm well prepared down there. Just fuck me, please, Sammy," the shorter boy moaned.
Sam didn't need to be told twice and pulls down the blue briefs Blaine wore, once he'd removed those he flips the boy onto his stomach and spread his cheeks apart. Looking at his boyfriend's tight pucker makes his dick throb and he could feel himself leaking into the condom, not wasting another minute, Sam aligned his cock with Blaine's hole and began to push in.
Blaine let out a hoarse noise, something he'd never heard himself make before, as Sam sinks his eight inches into the shorter boy.
"I love you," Sam moans as he begins to thrust in and out of his boyfriend.
The two are lost in pleasure – and love – for the rest of the night.
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A/N: Hi. Just to let you know, the way I write Grace, I picture her as AJ Michalka, so if that helps you visualize her, then awesome. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! REVIEEEEWWWWW! Thanks. Byeeeeeeeeee!