I forgot about this one! I tried to block it out tbh! Prompted by Magicgirl29 thank you so much again!

Chapter 22- First Times


"Blaine, stop!"

Blaine pushed against his body, his back hitting the seat. His foot connected with Blaine's shoulder and he stumbled backwards, screaming. "Ow! Christ, Kurt! What the fuck?"

"What the hell are you doing?"

Blaine slapped his hands against his sides and pointed them towards the sky. "I don't know, Kurt! I'm just trying to have fun! You know, be more adventurous? Like we talked about! Isn't that why we came here tonight?"

Kurt scoffed, rising from the car and screwing up his face. "Blaine, I did not come to Scandals for any of this! I didn't come here tonight to watch you to grind with Sebastian all night while I sat at the bar and hoped that you would want to spend some time with the guy who is actually your boyfriend. I did not come here tonight for you to force yourself on me in my car!"

Blaine gritted his teeth, fists clenched. "So why did you come?"

"Honestly?"

"That would help," Blaine spat.

"Because I'm losing you, Blaine. Sebastian is clearly the one that you want and I've only met the guy twice. Look at him Who wouldn't pick him over me? So I thought that I would try to hold onto you for as long as I could before you went to him. My bad for thinking it would actually work. You clearly just want to get laid. God, everybody's obsessed with having sex this week! You, Rachel…"

Blaine sighed, the alcohol buzzing around his brain. "We need to do this, Kurt."

Kurt scowled. "No, we don't need to do anything! I want to go there with you, Blaine. I do. But not in the back of my car and not if you're not in this one hundred percent. If there's even a part of you that wants Sebastian, this isn't happening. And I'd rather not have to fight you off in my backseat for the time being. So what's it going to be Blaine?"

"Kurt, I understand. I'm sorry. But this needs to happen before opening night or I—."

"What the hell does this have to do with…oh. I get it now."

"Kurt—."

"No. Don't try to back your way out of this. I'm familiar with the musical, Blaine. Very familiar. And I want to take a guess at something. My theory is that Artie was giving you and Rachel constructive criticism about your performances during the more intimate scenes between Tony and Maria. And that is why Rachel's currently seducing Finn at my house. And that it why you've decided to become sexually hungry and take it upon yourself to want to fuck me like a whore in the backseat of my car! You want to have sex to enhance performance! How close am I?"

Blaine mumbled something but Kurt didn't quite hear it. He took that as a 'that's exactly what happened' mumble.

"That's disgusting of you. You know, plenty of actors play roles that they have no experience with. Gay actors play straight characters without having even kissed a girl. Yet they don't just pick a girl to kiss to know what it feels like! I'm definitely talking to Artie about this. How dare he make it personal and interfere in what we have?"

"I want to do it, Kurt!"

"Well, you know what? Sebastian's still in there. He'd definitely be up for showing you what it means to have sex. I won't be even touching you tonight. It's your choice. But if you back into that club to find Sebastian, we're over! I can't be constantly playing second fiddle to Sebastian all the time. I want this to work with you, Blaine, but I refuse to be used for sex. And you should keep it in your head that 'no' means 'no' and that alcohol is not an excuse for rape!"

"Jesus, Kurt, I didn't rape you."

"It's a good job that I've got one hell of a kick. You certainly were in no position to be letting up. I said 'no' and that means that you stop. So I'm getting in my car and setting a timer. If you're not in the passenger seat in fifty seconds, I'm leaving and breaking up with you. If you are, we can give this another shot. You need to choose."

Kurt climbed into the driver's seat, fingers tapping at his phone and he set the timer.

Fifty seconds went by and there was no sign of Blaine. Kurt sighed and felt a tear slip down his face. He figured that Blaine had gone back inside. Well, that was that. Kurt had given him an ultimatum and he had chosen the right decision for him. That was that. As he stopped the alarm on his phone, he quickly dialled Finn's number, praying that he wasn't on top of Rachel and that he could provide some modicum of comfort.

"Finn?" Kurt sniffled.

"Hey, Kurt. Aren't you out with Blaine?"

"I broke up with him. I'll explain later, but is Rachel still at ours?"

Finn sighed. "No. I told her to leave. I'll explain when you're home. I'll get the ice cream ready, little brother."

"Thank you, Finn. I'll see you in a half hour."

Kurt drove away into the night, flashes of Blaine and Sebastian bumping and grinding together in his head. He banished them, at least until he was no longer driving and realised that if Blaine didn't have the sense to choose him, he was better off without.

Though it would take him quite a while to truly believe it.