Chapter 14- Par-tay!

Kurt ran his hand over the bike, smiling coyly.

"Ahem. Kurt?"

Kurt turned around to see Blaine looking at him with a surprised gaze, eyes scanning his body and outfit. "Mmmm, Hummel, you look fucking hot!" Blaine came closer and grabbed his hips, smirking.

"You like what you see, babe?" Kurt said, placing his arms around Blaine's neck. He began to play with Blaine's curls.

Fuck. So hot. Kurt thought, getting hard at the thought of Blaine.

"Fuck Let's skip the fucking party and go to my house…." Blaine whispered with dark, lustful eyes.

"Mmmm, tempting, but no. C'mon, Anderson. Ride on, WITH me…." He laughed huskily. He turned and walked to the bike, swaying his hips just for Blaine's amusement.

"Shit, Kurt." He mumbled, straddling his motorcycle. When Kurt didn't climb on right away, Blaine continued "Alright then, climb on, Hummel. I don't bite….hard." he mumbled.

"Mmm, hmm, we'll see babe." Kurt winked, straddling the seat behind Blaine, and gripped his waist.

They sped off.

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They pulled up to Puck's house, a loud boom boom echoing from inside the house, the music was very loud! It was a nice two story house, bushes lining the front, neatly trimmed, 2 pillars on either side of the porch, and a balcony protruding from a window on the second floor.

Blaine un-mounted the bike, turning off his engine. Kurt followed suit. They walked up to the door, Puck already waiting at the door. He held a beer in one hand and gazed at the both of them with curious eyes. His eyes stayed on Kurt. "Woah….Kurt, you badass! What the?!..." he slurred bringing the beer to his lips.

Kurt smirked. "Move, Puckerman."

Puck snickered. "I'm still the number one badass, Hummel. Don't you forget it!" he staggered aside, and then noticed Blaine.

"C'mon, man." He led them inside and closed the door.

"Piiiiiink! It tastes like PINK!" Kurt heard Rachel scream, holding up a wine cooler. Brittany was on the nearest wall, stripping while she danced, Artie simultaneously tossing money at her. Mercedes and Tina were sitting on the couch, laughing hysterically. Quinn looked pissed. Puck and Finn were dancing to the music. Mike was showing his popular dance moves to Sam, who just looked confused.

Finn and Puck approached Kurt, with Blaine by his side. "Do you guys wanna drink?" Puck asked.

"Straight whiskey." Blaine stated, shrugging his shoulders.

"Vodka." Kurt said simply.

Finn avoided Kurt's glare.

"Gotcha. I'll be right back." Puck sauntered off.

"Let's go dance, gorgeous." Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and led them to the dance floor, leaving a very uncomfortable Finn behind, glaring daggers at Blaine.

Rihanna's S&M filled the loud speakers, and Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips, their bodies moving swiftly to the beat. The stale smell of sweat and the heat of everyone's bodies crowded the floor.

I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it

Sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of it

Sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me

"You're so fucking sexy when you're badass, gorgeous. Are you MY sexy badass. Whatcha think, Kurt?" Blaine pulled him closer, gyrating his hips against Kurt's.

"Mmmmm, I could TOTALLY do this…" Kurt kissed Blaine's neck, peppering sweet, desperate kisses along his jaw line. "I'm yours, Anderson. Don't forget." Kurt played with his curls, moaning low in his throat.

"Mine…..All. Fucking. Mine." Blaine growled, grabbing Kurt's ass.

"Hey, hobbit, let's dance." Santana cut in between Kurt and Blaine, breaking off all contact they had with each other. Kurt scowled at her.

"EXCUSE me, Satan?! Back off!" Kurt yelled menacingly over the loud music.

Santana looked at Kurt, eyes bulging, realization setting in. "Porcelain?! WANKY!" her eyes scanned his outfit. "But, Blaine here is mine. I will go all Lima Heights Adjacent on your ass. I WILL dance with Blaine."

"Sorry sweet cheeks, but Kurt is mine! I like cock." Blaine smirked. "Let's go gorgeous."

Santana "Hmphed" and pouted, folding her arms across her chest.

They strolled away, and Kurt noticed he was dizzy, due to the excitement. Luckily, their drinks were there at the counter with Puck, waiting for them.

Puck met the boys halfway and handed Kurt his shot, and Kurt threw it back like it was nothing. Kurt ignored the burn going down his throat.

"Ok, man. I'll uh, get you another shot. Here, Blaine." Puck handed his drink over, and Blaine downed his as well. After all, he was used to it.

The party continued on.

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The glee kids were in the living room gathered around, deciding which game to play.

"Never Have I Ever?" Quinn suggested.

Groans and Mumbles in response.

"Truth or Dare!" Puck exclaimed giddily.

"Strip Poker!" Santana beamed.

"Sounds good to me! Preach!" Artie snapped his fingers.

Kurt looked at his cuticles like they were of some of great importance at the moment, looking bored.

"How about 'Fuck, Marry, Kill'?" Blaine spoke up.

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Spin The Bottle! Who wants to play Spin the Bottle?! SPIN THE BOTTLE!" Rachel, screamed, clearly plastered and now holding up an almost empty beer bottle.

Cheers of 'hell yes!' filled the room. Blaine shifted across from Kurt, and winked at him. Kurt smirked.

This should be interesting!

Everyone gathered around in a circle and began the game.