Chapter 28- Take My Breath Away- Part 2

Author's Note: I decided to post this as two chapters. If you have not read chapter 27, you will definitely have to go back or you will miss Major plot points.

Warning: This is an M rated piece, and this chapter DOES NOT fade to black. I'd say most of you won't run off screaming.

Quick Recap:

-Blaine takes responsibility for the kiss, which upsets Kurt. He runs back to the house to pack up his stuff. He's so exhausted he falls asleep in Blaine's bed.

.-Rachel and Finn make out.

-Nick and Jeff encourage Blaine to tell Kurt the truth.

-Kurt tells Blaine exactly how he feels barely letting Blaine get a word in. Blaine quietens him with a kiss.


Was it enough," Mike asked as he gently ran his hand across Tina's sweat dampened skin.

"I'd say it was more than enough," Tina chuckled, placing a kiss on his sweaty forehead as they faced one another on the tiny mattress in his studio. "It was perfect."

"I was referring to the performance onstage, not the private show afterward," he chuckled. "That was pretty perfect, wasn't it?" he sighed.

Tina sighed. "Totally," she chuckled. "I have to admit though. I'm really uncertain about tomorrow's results. I know they said only one person would be cut, and it would most likely be a female, but I'm just really confused."

"That's understandable. This show is weird," Mike laughed. "You sounded beautiful though. I know it will be fine," Mike assured her, and he softly stroked her back. "Have I told you lately that I love you?"

"Oh Mike, you're such a cheeseball. And yeah, you told me. I love you too," she said softly, shifting around so that her body was snuggled into the dancer's embrace. "Sweet dreams."

"With you in my arms, only the sweetest."


Kurt whimpered a little as he felt Blaine's teeth scrape against his bottom lip. Blaine's tongue brushed against the seam of his lips, and he immediately parted them. As soon as the tips of their tongues met, Kurt's whole body felt ablaze with desire and passion. His hands touched every bare inch of skin that was exposed as their tongues continued to intertwine.

One kiss faded into the other as they mapped each other's mouths, slowly and tenderly. The moments slipped into minutes and minutes turned into a half hour, although neither man knew or cared. They only devoted their attention to one another. Each and every kiss, every brush of Kurt's fingertips was driving Blaine's senses wild. Blaine's curious lips started to drop kisses anywhere that they could as their legs and feet tangled together. Kurt's nose grazed gracefully against Blaine's. Blaine's senses took Kurt in, breathing him in, getting lost in the essence that was Kurt. It was amazing, but he knew he needed more, to caress him, to taste his smooth, sweat-dampened skin, to map his whole body with his lips and fingers.

Kurt couldn't get enough. Although everything felt amazing, his body screamed for more. He began tugging at the tank covering Blaine's perfect olive-toned skin. As Kurt's hands ventured under the thin fabric, Blaine's lips started to pepper strong, quick kisses along his jawline and down his neck, stopping to suck enthusiastically at the place where his neck met his collarbone.

"Oh, Blaine, yes!" Kurt moaned enthusiastically.

Blaine shifted his weight so that his torso was now on top of Kurt's, which made Kurt fully aware of Blaine's erection in his thin boxers. Kurt knew that Blaine also felt his own dick pressing against his thigh, as the man's hands trailed from Kurt's waist to his ass.

Blaine's fingers began unbuttoning Kurt's pajama top slowly, but he groaned in frustration when he opened the fabric only to reveal a white t-shirt underneath. "You are so high maintenance," he laughed playfully.

Kurt giggled."Because of the layers?"

"Because of the layers," Blaine chuckled. "Is it ok if I take this off?" Blaine questioned. "I need to touch you.

Kurt nodded, trembling as Blaine slowly removed the satin PJ top from his body, and then lifted the t-shirt over his head. He started to toss both articles of clothing until he remembered how Kurt was with his clothes, and instead placed them gently on the bedside table. Blaine's body shivered as he felt Kurt's fingers brush lightly across his skin as the pale boy lovingly removed his black tank from his own chest.

Kurt took a deep breath as Blaine's soft fingers began caressing his now exposed chests. Kurt let out a delicate gasp as Blaine's finger's brushed his nipple, causing the shorter man to do it again. Kurt's breath hitched, as his eyes rolled back. "Blaine, kiss me."

When they finally allowed their bare chests to touch, it was like a jolt of electricity had sparked all throughout Blaine's body, igniting an intensity and passion greater than anything he had ever experienced. He began kissing Kurt's lips, but his curiosity and longing to taste the pale skin underneath him got the better of him. In a moment of defiance, his lips returned back to the spot on Kurt's neck he had been sucking on before, causing the skin to pinken a little from the pressure. A moan immediately escaped Kurt's lips, and hips responded as well by bucking his up against Blaine's groin. This time the moan came from Blaine as he rocked his own hips forward so that the friction stimulated his throbbing erection.

Kurt's body trembled underneath Blaine's. Blaine didn't miss it. The small but masculine form underneath his was shaking slightly. Blaine's mind raced back to the conversation they had after their first duet. Kurt was a virgin. As much as he was immersed in desire and lust for this man, he never wanted Kurt to look back in regret at this moment. "Kurt, we, ah, should slow down?" he panted, removing his lips from Kurt's perfect pale skin.

"Blaine, I-" Kurt shuddered as his erection brushed against Blaine's."I love you, Blaine. I want to do this."

"I don't want you to regret anything with us, -but especially not your first time. We can slow down or we can stop," Blaine said, trying to pull back. "We can wait. I'd wait for you forever!"

Kurt responded by thrusting his hips upward again against Blaine's groin. "Nuh uh. We've waited long enough. I want this, dammit! I want you," Kurt moaned, surging forward and attacking Blaine's neck with his lips.

"Oh God yes, Kurt! Just tell me what you want," Blaine gasped, grinding his hips down so that Kurt could feel Blaine's dick pressed against his through their sleepwear.

"Just this, you. Us," Kurt took Blaine's hand and interlaced their fingers, as he thrust upwards once more against Blaine, the friction sending spasms pulsating throughout his entire body. "I love you," Kurt gasped.

"I love you too."

The two boys kissed one another hungrily as their groins continued to rub against one another. The friction started to build rapidly as Kurt's rhythm became more frantic, signaling to Blaine that he was about to climax. "Um, Blaine, I uh, I can't," Kurt said through ragged breaths. "Oh god, I think I'm gonna-"

"Kurt, let go! You're beautiful. God, so beautiful!" Blaine urged.

"Oh, shit!" Kurt cried out, quickly biting Blaine's shoulder to stifle his scream.

That was was all Blaine needed to tip him over the edge. Blaine threw his head back as his orgasm overtook his entire body. "Kurt!" he moaned. "Oh, I love you. I love you." he gasped, running his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"I love you too!" Kurt sighed, rolling over so that he was facing Blaine on the mattress. "Well, what do you know," he smiled. "The touch of the fingertips isn't as sexy as it gets."

"No, you are as sexy as it gets. You're gorgeous, Kurt." Blaine reached out and brushed a piece of hair out of Kurt's eyes, and then allowed his fingers to leaf through the slightly ruffled and damp locks. "I think this is the only time I've ever seen your hair messed up, and I think it's adorable. Blaine smiled widely, as he nuzzled his nose against Kurt's own and kissed his lips gently.

"Perfect," Kurt gasped. "You are, you know that? " Kurt said gently, as he traced a bead of sweat that slid down from Blaine's forehead. He kissed the spot where it had rested, tasting the saltiness on the tip of his tongue. "You take my breath away."

"Obviously, but you do the same to me, literally," Blaine chuckled. He slowly snuggled his body back into Kurt's, draping his arm around the paler boy's body, which was still slick with perspiration. "I'm far from perfect though. I mean, you were pissed at me about an hour ago."

"Within reason, Blaine, considering the song and dance we went through. But I know one thing. It was so worth it.," Kurt assured him, shifting uncomfortably from the mess in his pajama pants. "Although, this sticky mess is a little uncomfortable," he snickered.

"I'm sorry, Kurt. I'm sure I ruined your-"

"Don't you dare! That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt. I don't care about the pajamas. I care about you. Only you. Besides, this isn't the only pair of pants I've soiled because of you!"

Blaine chuckled, cocking his head sideways, and then allowed his head to rest on the brunette's shoulder. "Really, now. And when did this happen?"

"Let's just say I just kinda wasn't 'In Control,' during your sexy Janet Jackson number last week," Kurt giggled, blushing brightly.

Blaine chuckled. "Seriously, Kurt? So that was why you weren't there when I left the stage?" Blaine smirked. "And why you had on different pants?"

"You noticed?

"Of course I noticed. I can't help but notice that perfect ass in every skin-tight pair of jeans I've seen you in," Blaine smiled, caressing Kurt's cheek. "So, I guess you aren't going to wear them anymore then?"

Nuh uh," Kurt giggled. "Thanks to you and your sexy pelvic thrusts."

"I heard no complaints a few moments ago," Blaine grinned.

"Oh, God! I shouldn't have admitted that." Kurt groaned.

"Um, your hips are pretty sinful too, you know that?" Blaine grinned.

"Yeah, pretty much," Kurt giggled again.

"The guys told you, didn't they" Blaine facepalmed. "I'm gonna have to kill Sam."

"Told me what?" Kurt blushed. "Blaine! Told me what?"

"You kinda had the same effect on me after you hugged me in those pajama pants. Thank God you're an early bird or you would've caught on a little quicker in regards to how sexy I think you are," Blaine confessed. The shorter man suddenly became serious. "Kurt, what the hell are we going to do? I mean, we just crossed the line?"

"I don't really give a damn about that line, Blaine. I don't give a damn about the show. I only care about you."

"So, if someone is spying...and if we go home over this?"

"Totally worth it Blaine, I promise. You are totally worth it."

"Yeah, I feel the same way. ," Blaine said, placing a kiss on the top of Kurt's forehead. "I love you, Kurt. It feels so good to finally say that out loud. It was killing me."

"I love you too. I'm glad I got to tell you, too," Kurt smiled, and kissed Blaine's cheek. "Blaine, we need to clean up."

Blaine handed him some tissues. "I don't want you to leave me," Blaine pouted, his bottom lip protruding out and his eyebrows scrunched up.

"Well, I can't say no to that face," he giggled. " I won't go, then. Kurt said as he shed his soiled PJ bottoms and underwear and dropped them beside the bed. "Uh, Blaine, I kinda packed all of my clothes, do you happen to have a spare pair of-"

"Uh yeah, sure," Blaine chuckled, pulling two pairs of briefs from the top drawer of his bureau. "Kurt, if you wanted to get into my pants, all you had to do was just say so," Blaine teased.

"One step at a time," Kurt smiled. "Big spoon or little spoon?" Kurt asked as he slipped on the boxer briefs under the duvet.

"Little," Blaine grinned, as he shed his soiled clothes as well slipped on the other pair of boxer briefs he grabbed from his drawer. He flipped over, allowing the taller man to drape his arm over his almost naked body and snuggled him tightly. "Goodnight, Beautiful."

"Night, Love," Kurt responded as he turned off the bedside lamp.


Chandler didn't know if it was jealousy or rage he was feeling as he hit the off button on the camera. What he did know was that Sebastian would be salivating over what he just witnessed. And he had it all on film.


Author's Note: I've had that particular scene written for weeks, and I have been dying to publish this and to hear if it was worth the wait.

There's a new poll up. Eliminations are in the next chapter, so vote for the people you want to stay. This time, no one is safe.

Lastly, I need to thank a few people.

First, thanks to Beautiful Unseen for reading this in its infancy and reassuring me that it wasn't crap. It's one of the only reasons I decided to publish this because I was so nervous. I have been writing this chapter for more than a month, and I have actually started over more than once. She just finished a chapter of Strangers in Love. Check it out if you haven't already.

Then, the fabulous reviewers that help boost my confidence, even in times when I try to write and nothing comes. Without you, there would be little motivation to write and I would have stopped writing.

Finally, I feel I have neglected to tell my beta lately how amazing I truly think she is. Kellyb321, not only are you my friend who checks on me when I become a recluse, a voice of reason when life or my writing doesn't make sense but an integral part of this story as well. She has put countless hours into fixing my careless mistakes and making this a piece that I take pride in writing better. If you enjoy reading this and you need something to read while waiting for an update, she has my absolute favorite fic, and it's massive. Yes, once again, I'm urging you to read Crowded House. When I say it's my favorite fic, I mean that in my opinion, it is better than any other Klaine Fic I've read. If you haven't read it, you really should take the plunge.

Sorry for the long note. I don't have much of the next chapter written, so it might take me longer than a week to publish, but who knows. The writing bug may bite. And remember nothing inspires me more than feedback from you guys, as I hope this chapter is evidence of. Love you guys! :)