Kurt smacked his head against the bedpost hearing Blaine fake a moan into his phone. It had been the third call that night. Blaine was very popular.
Yes baby, keep going, and keep rubbing.
Blaine rolled his eyes as he tapped a pencil on his desk.
Kurt loved the way he moaned. He knew it was fake, but it still turned him on. Kurt was bulging in his pants. He ran his hand through his hair as he unbuttoned his pants.
Oh I love the way you moan.
Blaine put his hand on his forehead; he pulled the phone from his ear looking at the minutes he has used, 14:05. Almost done.
Kurt ran his hand down his chest as he pushed down his pants palming himself slowly. He heard Blaine moan; Kurt through his head back. Pushing down his boxers, he grabbed himself fully pumping fast.
Your amazing sweetie, I hope you feel so good?
Blaine grunted, kinda annoyed his costumer hasn't come yet.
"Yes so good Blaine." Kurt whispered closing his eyes. He was going to come.
Oh come for me honey!
Blaine sighed as he lay on his bed wanting this to be over.
"Yes," Kurt whispered as he slipped over.
Thank you for calling, hope you had a wonderful time.
Blaine hung up the phone turning it off throwing it across the room.
Kurt sat there in awe that he just used Blaine's phone call to get off. He ran to the bathroom, cleaning himself up before heading towards the kitchen to get some water.
"Hey Kurt." Blaine smiled. Kurt jumped a little almost slipping his water. "You okay, you seem a little out of breath and your cheeks are kind of red." Blaine walked over to him.
"I'm fine just um, not feeling well." Kurt smiled bringing the cup to his lips.
"Uhh Kurt." Blaine put his hands on Kurt's jeans yanking them up and buttoning them. "There you go." Blaine winked walking to his room. Kurt put down the water, sinking to the floor. He said up against the cabinets with his head on his knees.
"He's going to be the death of me." Kurt whispered to the walls of the quite kitchen.
"I cant do this anymore Santana! He's just-" Kurt through his hands up in frustration. Santana smiled, laughing quietly to herself.
"What? He's hot, kind and had a job that wasn't some joke? Well, other then the phone sex?" Kurt nodded.
"Yes! He's actually really smart and can get a job in a heart beat." Kurt grunted.
"Everything you want in a man." Santana smiled. Kurt nodded.
"Exactly. But its not like I can force myself upon him- we have known each other for what two months?" Santana rolled her eyes.
"So! People get together just meeting each other." Santana pushed Kurt's arm.
"But, you know how I am-"
"Yes, everything has to be from a romance novel." She grunted.
"Yes, but not the cheesy ones." Kurt winked. They both laughed gripping their coffees.
"Is Blaine joining us today?" Santana asked. Kurt nodded.
"He should be here any minute really." Kurt looked outside the window then sinking back into his armchair. "I should get him his usual." Kurt stood.
"You know his coffee order?" Santana smirked.
"Yea, why- oh my God." Kurt realized what Santana was thinking and stomped off. Blaine came in moments later taking a seat next to Santana.
"Hey, where is Kurt?" Blaine asked as he took off his jacket.
"Getting your coffee." Santana smiled.
"Oh he didn't have to do that." Blaine laughed a little.
"Yea, but he's Kurt so-" Santana shrugged.
"I know, always sweet." Blaine sighed. Santana raised her eyebrows.
"So your all dressed up where have you been?"
"Oh well, I had an interview at a large business building and got the job so I will be able to help Kurt with rent now." Blaine smiled. Santana smiled.
"That's good, even though Kurt is well off and probably could pay it without you, but if your anything thing like I think you are you wont let him." Santana smiled.
"Yea, how am I?" Blaine asked moving back in his seat. Santana gripped her coffee.
"Well, you are very smart have a down to earth job, you're settled in pretty nicely. Your very good looking and could have any guy you want." Blaine nodded slowly.
"Yea, I guess. But I'm not the kind of guy that goes out to clubs and picks up any guy. I have standards." Blaine picked at his nails.
"Yea, what are they?" Santana asked kind of curious.
"Well, smart, loving, sweet, of course great looking, kinda tall- not too much though I'm already a hobbit. Um, has his head on earth and in the clouds at times." Santana smiled looking at Kurt. "Has to love music since its like my passion."
"Do you know who you just described?" Santana laughed.
"Who?" Blaine questioned.
"Really Blaine you have been living with him for like a month and a half now." Santana pointed towards Kurt ordering coffee. Blaine looked over and smiled.
"Kurt. Yea well he is my type." Blaine blushed looking at his lap.
"Yea." Santana smiled.
"But I don't think he likes what I do on the side. You know the phone sex company." Blaine sighed.
"Why don't you get rid of that then? Its not like you need it or anything. Your getting paid what $200,000 a year? That's a lot." Blaine nodded.
"Around that number. But it's like a back up. Thank God I had it around 9/11 because I don't know how I would have paid for things."
"But 9/11 is over now and you have a job that is a very settled down to earth job. What's more important, your feelings towards Kurt or phone sex?" Santana crossed her arms. Blaine's eyes widened.
"What feelings?" Blaine looked down.
"Oh come on! The things you were doing when I met you the first time like a month ago- the way you look at him- you know his phone number by heart. Blaine what's Kurt's coffee order?"
"Grande non-fat mocha and if it's a bag day extra whip cream." Blaine said without thinking about the question. Blaine laughed. "I guess your right,"
"Hey Blaine," Kurt smiled taking his seat again. Blaine looked at the younger boy. Blaine sighed and physically relaxed knowing everything is going to be fine now that Kurt's next to him.