"Oh, hello there. Fancy seeing you here," Tina put her book down and stretched. She swung her legs over the edge of her top bunk bed.
Kurt just rolled his eyes at her. He stashed his dirty laundry in his wardrobe and pulled out some clean clothes. "I see you every night."
"At work, sure, but hardly ever outside that," Tina pouted a little, and hopped down to the floor.
Stepping closer, Kurt gave her a tight, long hug. "I'm sorry. Want to hang out tomorrow? Just the two of us?"
"No boyfriends in sight? Promise?"
Kurt just smirked. "You have a boyfriend? I thought you were enjoying flirting shamelessly with a dozen different guys."
Tina slapped his arm hard. "I meant you, idiot. Blaine's a good guy, but do you have to be with him all day and all night?"
Sitting down on his lower bunk, Kurt took his running shoes off. "Just enjoying the time we have together. He's fun," he said calmly, shrugging a shoulder.
"Bullshit. You aren't normally this... 'clingy'." At Kurt's arched eyebrow, she let out a huff. "OK, that's not the right word, but you get what I mean."
Kurt pulled off his shirt, showing he was lightly tanned from so many days on Caribbean beaches. "It's kind of like a shomance, know what I mean? We are being pushed together a lot for a short period of time. Things seem exciting and intense right now, but I know this isn't real life. I have a lot of time on here when I'm not working, and it's fun to hang out with Blaine."
"But-"
Getting up, Kurt took his clean clothes to the washroom. "Look, it's not a big deal. Really."
He shut the door and Tina heard the shower starting up. She could hear Kurt singing to himself. Summer loving... had me a blast...
...
"Why are you looking at me so funny?" Blaine asked, tilting his head slightly to glare at Sam.
Sam shrugged, and took another bite of his burrito. "Just checking your hands for rings."
Blaine scoffed, and took another long sip from his beer. "In case I start channeling Liberace? It starts with rings, then having a candelabra on my piano, ending with sparkly costumes with capes?"
"Would you wear a costume like that to work if I dared you? And not on Halloween," Sam seemed quite amused at the idea.
"Nope," Blaine replied. "Maybe if you agreed to serve me at meals for a couple weeks."
"Fuck. Are you getting so lazy and entitled you can't even pick your own food from a buffet?" Sam asked, a teasing glint in his eyes.
Blaine chuckled at the jibe. Was he getting soft, living on the ship for so many years? "So, why were you looking for rings, then?"
Sam swallowed and took a sip of lemonade. "Just wondering if Kurt has made an honest man of you yet. Stolen you away for a quick private ceremony on a beach."
The comment had Blaine choking on his beer. "What—?"
"Come on, Blaine. I've never seen you like this with anyone. Hanging out all day, and you can't deny he's been in your cabin every night. Looks like a honeymoon to me."
Sam was smirking, but when Blaine looked at him closer, he could see how concerned his friend was.
Blaine sighed, taking a minute to think it over. "Um, yeah, I guess we've been seeing each other a lot..."
That got a scoff in response.
Huffing, Blaine stood up. "I haven't really taken the time to analyze what's going on, frankly. I'm just enjoying hanging with Kurt while I still can."
Sam grabbed his wrist before he could go. "Yeah, I get it, Blaine. But be careful. I don't want you to get hurt."
...
Sam's words stayed with him at work. He put on a good show even though he was a little distracted. Kurt showed up for his last set like normal, dressed in black jeans that looked amazing on him.
So she said what's the problem baby
What's the problem I don't know
Well maybe I'm in love (love)
Think about it every time I think about it
Can't stop thinking 'bout it...
Blaine tried not to look at Kurt too much as he sang, feeling like the words were hitting a little too close to home. It was getting like that with half the songs he sang every night.
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault...
Shaking his head, Blaine slowed it down for the next song.
Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me...
He searched for songs in his mind that weren't about love.
So I cross my heart and I hope to die
That I'll only stay with you one more night
And I know I said it a million times
But I'll only stay with you one more night...
There. That was just about sex, right? About hooking up with someone. Sure, he had fun hanging out with Kurt. Sleeping with Kurt. Eating meals together, exploring the ports, drinking with their friends. They were friends with benefits. Lots of benefits. In and out of his cabin.
Fuck! Was he just fooling himself? Or getting worked up over nothing? Maybe he should spend some time away from Kurt, get his perspective back.
We got the afternoon
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you...
One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue...
Fuck. This was not a good song choice. Now he was thinking about Kurt's body, how beautiful he looked stretched across Blaine's bed. Naked, all that porcelain skin, silky smooth against his lips. So delicious. And the way Kurt moaned and arched under his touch, so gorgeous and uninhibited.
Luckily, it was the last song of his set. He was already half-hard and trying to keep things in check.
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while...
Yes... they had all night. Hours to indulge every fantasy and then go back to the top of the list to do them all again. So insatiable when it came to Kurt. How could he still want him so much, night after night after night?
Kurt was just as bad. He dressed in the jeans the he knew got Blaine drooling. He'd sit at a table Blaine could easily see him, and sensuously sipped his big drink, fishing out pieces of rum-soaked fruit to nibble on. Licking his fingers, licking his lips. Had all the fruit made Kurt taste even better than he normally did? Blaine just knew he loved having Kurt's cock deep down his throat, hands clamped in his hair, totally lost to his pleasure.
Fuck... he wanted that right now... could he pull Kurt into the back room or some quiet hallway? Just drop to his knees and suck him off right there. Push him against the wall and unzip his jeans. It would be so hot. Or the long elevator ride down to the crew level...
The small part of his brain not overridden with lustful images reminded him that the ship was full of other people and security cameras. There was no way to do something like that and NOT get caught.
By the time his set was done, Blaine only gave a few quick thank yous to the audience for their enthusiastic response, before grabbing Kurt and rushing out the door.
…
-Summer Nights: The fun song from the Grease musical. The musical started out on stage in 1971, and was much more raunchy, raw, aggressive and vulgar than the later 1978 movie starring John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John.
-Liberace: He was the highest paid entertainer in the world during the 1950s-1970s, with concerts, recordings, TV, movies and endorsements. He started as a classical piano player, but added audience interaction, jokes, flamboyant costumes and popular music mixed with the classics. There's a great HBO movie called Behind The Candelabra that stars Michael Douglas as Liberace and Matt Damon as his young lover, Scott Thorson. It's hilarious and takes you into the world of excess. He was known for his furs, capes, ostrich feathers, and massive rings.
-Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows. This 2004 song was featured in Shrek 2, and even got nominated for Best Original Song at the 2005 Academy Awards.
-Head Over Feet by Alanis Morissette, from her third album, Jagged Little Pill (1995). Her previous albums were more dance-pop in style, and this experiment in alternative rock with a post-grunge influence sold over 33 million copies worldwide, making it one of the best-selling albums of all time.
-Something by The Beatles, from their 1969 album Abbey Road. Written by George Harrison, it is widely viewed by music historians as marking his ascent as a composer to the level of John Lennon and Paul McCartney.
-One More Night by Maroon 5. It was on their 2012 album, Overexposed, and critics liked the reggae influence of the track.
-Your Body is a Wonderland by John Mayer (2002). He said it was about his first girlfriend at age 14, but some speculated that it was about Jennifer Love Hewitt, whom he was dating at the time. She denied it, telling Entertainment Weekly, "My body is far from a wonderland. My body is more like a pawnshop. There's a lot of interesting things put together, and if you look closely you'd probably be excited, but at first glance, not so much."
