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Chapter twenty one
Kurt Hummel had always been a very sexual person.
He knew this; he's been aware of it for a long time and he'd grown perfectly comfortable with the fact. He even embraced it. This is why he particularly enjoyed being at home with Blaine during the day while his parents were out.
What he didn't enjoy, however, was being interrupted by Rachel Berry.
They were both half-naked, thrusting and moaning against one another when Rachel knocked on Blaine's door.
"Go away!" Blaine yelled before crushing his lips back down onto Kurt's, rolling his hips against his boyfriend's, eliciting a moan from him.
"As the only one in this house fully-clothed, I feel that it is my duty to be the responsible one. Therefore, I am instructing you to put your pants back on," Rachel called through the door.
"They're not off, thanks to you!" Kurt told her, indignantly.
"I'm glad to know that I'm serving my purpose!" Rachel said, sounding cheerful.
"Ignore her," Blaine muttered, pulling Kurt into a searing kiss that scoured away all thoughts of Rachel Berry.
However, it appeared that Rachel didn't want to be forgotten. "Blaine! Get your tongue out of Kurt's mouth!" She instructed.
Blaine made a loud noise of disapproval, refusing to move his mouth from Kurt's.
"Blaine!" Rachel yelled.
He heaved in a sigh, wrenching himself away from Kurt. "What the hell do you want, Rachel?" He asked, irritation evident in his voice.
"Your time," she told him, "I need to talk to the two of you."
Kurt groaned, rolling away from Blaine and running a hand through his hair. "Couldn't you have picked a time when we were fully clothed?" Kurt asked, darkly.
"You should be fully clothed all the time in this house!" Rachel squawked.
Kurt snorted. "Yeah, well, that's not happening." He was so frustrated with Rachel that he didn't notice Blaine sneak up behind him. His boyfriend slotted into his back, craning his head round and sucking on Kurt's neck, eliciting a guttural moan.
"Oh my God, Blaine, I can hear you, you know!" Rachel yelled, hammering on the door.
Blaine bit down on Kurt's porcelain skin, leaving his boyfriend with barely enough willpower to push him away. He did, though, retrieving his shirt from the floor and pulling it over his head. He stalked towards the door as Blaine buttoned up his shirt. He pulled the door open to reveal a dishevelled Rachel Berry.
"You reek of sex," she informed him, pushing past Kurt and into the room.
"Please, come in, Rachel," he muttered, swinging his arm wide to allow her entrance. "And yes, I do stink of sex, sex which you – very rudely, I might add – interrupted. But honestly, just seeing you has made it so worth it. I don't know why I wanted nudity when I could have just come into your room and hung out with you," Kurt told her, his voice dripping sarcasm.
"Why, thank you, Kurt," Rachel beamed at him, before flopping down on the bed beside her brother. Kurt leant against the doorframe as Blaine dropped back on the bed, rubbing his eyes.
"Rach, do you really have to keep doing this?" He groaned.
Rachel quickly contorted her face into one of perfect innocence. "What do you mean, Blaine?"
"You know perfectly well what I mean," Blaine retorted.
"Blaine, you can have sex any time. But this is a real emergency," Rachel told him, folding her arms across her chest.
Kurt cocked his head on one side. "What do you need, Rachel?" He was working with the ethos that the sooner he solved Rachel's problem, the sooner she would disappear.
"Advice," Rachel said, bluntly.
"You might have to elaborate," Kurt told her, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, this is a bit embarrassing, but I need sex advice," Rachel told them, looking down at her lap.
Blaine coughed violently and Kurt rushed across the room to pat him on the back, sitting down beside him on the bed. He turned to Rachel. "What the fuck are you on about?"
"Sex," Rachel repeated, looking between the two of them, "I thought you were both experienced in that field."
Kurt scoffed. "Well, naturally."
"So help me," Rachel pleaded, clasping her hands together in a begging gesture.
Kurt pulled her hands apart, placing them back in her lap. "Why do you want help?"
"So that I can seduce Finn. Obviously I'm horribly upset about what's happening but I feel that it'll give me an emotional awakening. I'm committed to Finn; I know we'll make it through this. But I want to give him a goodbye present," Rachel told him.
He raised an eyebrow, trying to hide his disgust. "Rachel, he's a teenage boy. He does not need seducing. Strip and stand in front of him. He'll get the message, trust me."
"Kurt, that is both vulgar and disgusting," Rachel replied, giving him a withering look.
"It's also a horrible mental image," Blaine added, nudging his shoulder against Kurt's.
"They're your genes too, you know," Rachel returned, poking her tongue out at him.
"They suit him more, I'm not going to lie," Kurt interjected, smirking.
"Why, thank you, Kurt," Blaine grinned at him.
"Anyway, back to me and my sex life," Rachel redirected the conversation.
"Or lack of," Kurt added.
Blaine chuckled. "Rach, why do you want to seduce Finn?"
"Oh, come on, that's so obvious," his boyfriend told him, "She wants to have hot goodbye sex."
"Oh, God, Kurt!" Blaine scolded. "That's my sister you're talking about!"
"Trust me, I wasn't going to forget that in a hurry," Kurt said, quirking an eyebrow.
"Besides, Blaine," Rachel added, "I've heard you have sex so many times."
Kurt and Blaine gave her simultaneous looks of disgust. "Why do you listen?" Blaine asked, sounding incredulous.
"Oh come on, Blaine, you guys are so loud!" She told him. "It's really hard to avoid it."
Blaine seemed to consider this. "I suppose. Sorry, Rach."
"It's fine," she assured him, "I wrote a song about it to release some of my pent up frustration and I must say, it's a masterpiece. It's called 'My Sexually Active Brother.' I'm going to be performing it in Glee club next week, OK?"
Blaine choked again. Between coughs, he said, "No, Rachel! That is not OK!"
"Oh," Rachel looked deflated. "Well, seeing as I've had to listen to your sexual acts, which are amplified by your paper-thin walls, I might add, I think it's the least you can do to make up for it."
Blaine sighed. "Fine, Rach, whatever."
"Now, can we get back to my problems?" She asked, turning to Kurt.
"Rachel, I don't really feel comfortable –" he started, but she cut him off.
"Kurt, you're screwing my brother. All I ask is the same favour from you."
Kurt took a deep breath. "I didn't ask you for advice on how to seduce your brother," he reminded her.
"But if you had, I would have been 100% supportive!" Rachel protested.
Kurt gave her a withering look. "That's a complete lie, Rach. But, seeing as I'm abnormally good willed and going to have to live with you when we get to New York, I'll help you."
"Good!" Rachel grinned. "I want it to be like a going away present."
"So buy him a sandwich or socks. Or a helmet. Trust me; he'll appreciate it so much more," Blaine interjected, unhelpfully.
Kurt smacked his arm. "Blaine! This is romantic. Don't be a killjoy."
"I'm not!" Blaine protested. "I'm just a little uncomfortable discussing sex with my sister."
Kurt smirked, leaning over and whispering in his ear, "I'll make it worth your while when she's gone."
Blaine froze momentarily before he plastered a smile onto his face and turned to his sister. "So, basically, sex needs to be a loving act between two people who…"
"It's a shame that Rachel didn't stick around to see the practical demonstration," Kurt mused. He looped his arm across Blaine's naked torso, simultaneously hooking his foot around his boyfriend's calf and entwining their legs.
Blaine sighed contentedly, pulling Kurt closer still so that his cheek was rested in the crook of Blaine's shoulder. He smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of Kurt's head. "It's not really, though, is it?" He replied. "Because then, I wouldn't be able to do this," he flipped Kurt onto his back and began attacking his neck with kisses.
Kurt threw his head back and laughed, swatting Blaine away. "OK, OK, you've made your point!" He shrieked.
Blaine pulled away, hovering over Kurt and looking deep into his eyes. He leant down, capturing his boyfriend's lips in a searing kiss. As he moved away, he said, "I love you." He pressed another kiss to Kurt's lips before rolling away.
Kurt reached out and twined their fingers together across the bed, turning his head to look at his boyfriend. "I love you, too, Blaine."
Blaine grinned, reaching out and pulling his boyfriend back into his arms. He nuzzled into his neck and Kurt smiled, leaning into the touch but froze when his phone buzzed from his jean pocket. He pulled away from Blaine, leaving him with a kiss before he left the bed, still stark naked and rummaged in his jeans – which were in a pile on the floor – for his phone. He pulled it free, sliding his finger across the screen to unlock the device.
He slid back into bed beside Blaine, who wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close. Kurt frowned when he saw that he had a message from Karofsky. He opened the message, eyes scanning through it quickly.
I owe you so bad. Trent is amazing – thank you so much! – D
Kurt grinned, tilting the screen to show the message to Blaine. His boyfriend grinned, pressing a kiss to Kurt's cheek. "Quite the match maker, aren't you?" Blaine asked.
Kurt gave him a withering look. "Do I look like Cupid?"
"No," Blaine insisted, "a lot sexier," he said, smirking.
"Good," Kurt smiled. "I would have to be to be worthy of someone like you."
Blaine turned his head to look at his boyfriend. "Are you joking? Kurt, you're more than worthy of me."
"I hope so," Kurt rested his head on Blaine's shoulder, "I want to be."
Blaine tilted Kurt's chin up and their lips met in a soft kiss. "Kurt, you're the only one I ever want to be with."
Kurt's response was swallowed by his grin and he cupped the back of Blaine's neck to pull his boyfriend into a passionate kiss that he hoped conveyed everything he didn't know how to voice.
TBC...
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