A/N So sorry this is so late, my work has been so horrendous I haven't hardly had any time to myself. Anyways, here it is, I hope it was worth the wait. :) Also I'm writing the next chapter as you are reading this! Haha so no long wait!

I never owned Glee.

Chapter Thirteen

Sighing in relief Blaine looked down at the gold dress he had bought for Tina's party a few weeks back. He had finally gotten out of the hospital, still with a few fading burn scars left on his arms and legs that might never fully disappear but Blaine didn't care about that. He was free from the stark, prison like confines of the hospital where he hoped he never had to go again. What was better was that he was out in time for Tina's party and for what was to come after. He loved Sam and he was ready. This was it. Tonight was the night they were finally, one hundred per cent going to be together. He smiled faintly as he conjured up images of Sam gloriously naked, his sculpted chest close to his own, feeling the blondes heart beating rapidly in time with his own. His strong arms wrapped around Blaine's waist, holding him tightly. To be honest he couldn't wait for this party to be over and done with. He couldn't have cared less for it, not when Sam was all that was in his thoughts.

He glanced down again at the dress and smiled widely. Sam was going to love him in this dress. Slipping it on he looked at his reflection in his full length mirror. It hugged his girlish curves in all the right places, showing them off to best advantage. He had decided to go with gold eye shadow and thick black liner, making him look a little like Cleopatra with his long, dark curls tumbling down his back like a silky waterfall. His eyes looked huge and the gold in them intense, feral and wild like a large cat. Blaine had never seen the attraction of girls, yes they had beautiful bodies but as he looked at himself in the mirror he felt for the first time he could understand why Sam was attracted to women. To their shapely curves and their raw sexuality. It was a strange sensation. One he wasn't likely to ever have again.

"Sweetie, Sam's here!" He whipped round at hearing his mothers voice trailing up the stairs and smoothed his dress down one final time nervously before he made his way down the stairs on the highest pair of heels he had ever tried to walk in.

As he teetered in the doorway of the living room Blaine watched as Sam turned, his mouth gaping open at the sight of Blaine in his gold dress. "Wow. You look... You look stunning."

"Thank you. You look good too." Blaine flushed as he took in Sam in a deep royal blue shirt which seemed to cling to all the right places on his body and a pair of jeans that seemed to melt onto his ass. As his eyes caught Sam' sky blue ones he could see the hunger in them already and the small butterflies in his stomach eagerly started flapping their wings with fervour.

"Are you ready?" Blaine nodded silently to Sam's question. He was nervous yet excited at what lay ahead for him this evening.

"Bye mum, dad." He turned giving them a small wave and slid his arm through Sam's as he held it out for Blaine to take, feeling the stupid dopey grin on his face already.

As the front door closed shut with a click Richard Anderson turned to his wife, his eyebrows drawn together in consternation. "Is she really going out looking like that?"

"Oh Richard, leave her be. She's in love and she looks beautiful." Sylvia waved her husband off, giving herself a secret knowing smile. There was no mistaking where their daughters night would end up in her mind. The way she was smiling so dazzlingly up at Sam. Well Sam was a good boy and Blaine was in love with him. Sylvia was glad that it was him out of all the boys in the world.

"I know, that's what I'm worried about." Her husband muttered to himself, going back to his thick tome and running his hand through his hair in the worried fashion he had always done, Sylvia chuckling at his protectiveness of his only daughter.

"Blaine." Sam whispered into Blaine's ear as he snaked his arms around the small girl, looking more beautiful than she ever had before. It looked almost like her eyes were on fire as they shone out from the black surrounding them. She looked almost ethereal to him. He couldn't believe that he had been so lucky as to secure her heart. He rested his cheek on the top of Blaine's head, observing the other glee club members drunken revels. He hadn't drunk a drop. He hadn't needed to. Besides he wanted to be completely sober when he made love to the girl in his arms later. The party by all means, had been a success so far, much more of a success than Rachel's train wreck extravaganza. He had to give it to Tina, she had done well. Everyone was enjoying themselves. But then almost everyone was drunk as skunks.

"Yeah?" Blaine whispered so quietly he almost didn't hear it.

Moving his head to kiss Blaine's jaw, feeling her arch her head back to give him more of an opening to kiss her, he beamed lovingly at Blaine and whispered into her ear. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you." She sighed as he carried on giving her small butterfly kisses along her jaw and neck, her hand weaving its way into his hair, gripping tufts of it tightly.

"Dance with me." It felt like they were the only two people in the room. He wished they were. His eyes were drawn to this wondrous creature as he took her hand and led her to where everyone else was dancing like crazy people. Although the song was fast and energetic, Sam and Blaine proceeded to slow dance, gazing into each others eyes, not able to part from each others sight for one second. Blaine's arms wrapped themselves around his neck and they swayed slowly to their own music. Grinning, Sam revelled in Blaine's soft touches of her fingers winding around the hair at the nape of his neck, creating small circles that tickled him slightly but sent waves of electricity shooting through him.

"God everyone's so drunk." Blaine commented darkly when Marley and Unique bumped into her, causing her to lose her footing and having to be saved by Sam. Even Marley was drunk. How did that even happen? Someone must have slipped her alcohol, she was too goody two shoes to drink otherwise. Sam scowled a little at the two girls who had burst his happy bubble with Blaine, bringing him crashing back down to reality.

"I know right. This party kinda sucks."

"I think that's because we're not drunk too." Blaine giggled, watching Tina trying to flirt with every boy at the party, some liking it more than others.

Sam huffed. He was bored of this party. It wasn't anywhere near as much fun when you were sober and there was no way he was getting drunk. "I don't want to get drunk when I'm with the most amazing person in the entire universe."

"Aww. I love you too." Blaine exclaimed, standing on her tip toes to place a small kiss on Sam's lips, wiping off the dark red lipstick afterwards. A fire erupted in Sam's belly at that softest of touches. He wanted Blaine and he wanted her now.

"I got a room you know. In that fancy hotel in town." He told her seriously and she cocked her head to listen to what he was saying, her eyes gazing at him intensely.

"You did?" She asked in a small but confident voice.

"Yeah. Wanna blow this party and go?"

"Whooo, spin the bottle!" Tina shouted, some of the boys looking almost terrified. Sam groaned, if they didn't get out now they were not escaping for quite some time. He watched as Blaine looked across her shoulder and shook her head, a small smile on her lips.

"Yes. Dear lord yes." Blaine replied grabbing his hand in anticipation. Sam chuckled at the similar thoughts spoken out loud by Blaine. Slipping out of the living room that they were currently in, they sneaked out of the house as quickly and silently as possible, no one seeming any the wiser for their absence.

Blaine looked on amused as Sam stood in the middle of the hotel room he had booked, scratching his head and looking baffled at what they were both doing there. Sam had certainly splashed out. The room was a fair size with a comfortable looking bed covered in clean sheets that didn't appear to have any stains on them whatsoever. It was quite a relief really. He had wondered briefly whether Sam had been bigging the motel up but no he had definitely been saving his money for this. "So...um, I um.." Feeling the need to put Sam out of his misery Blaine slowly walked towards the blonde, his hands running up his shirt, feeling the firm muscles underneath.

"Sam?" He breathed out in a sultry fashion, seeing that Sam's pupils were blown as he gazed down at him.

"Yeah?" He asked perplexed.

"Shut up and kiss me." Blaine wrapped his arms around Sam, reaching up on his toes to claim Sam's lips with his own hungrily. He heard the boy moan as Blaine's tongue delved into his mouth and they kissed lustfully, sparing with one another as their excitement for each other rose with every second their lips touched.

When they both parted from their kiss they were panting heavily and Blaine's heart was racing so fast he thought it might explode at any given moment. It had never felt like this with Kurt. So exciting, wild and animalistic. So raw and passion filled. Yes he had been nervous and it had been romantic and sweet but he had never really wanted to just rip Kurt's clothes off in a frenzy before. Not like he wanted to do right now. He pushed Sam with all his strength back onto the bed, the boy sitting on it stunned as he looked on at Blaine, desire clear in his eyes. Reaching behind him, Blaine unzipped his dress, letting it fall onto the floor, leaving him in only his black lace thong. He had gone without a bra, the dress had held his breasts up well enough. Sam gulped, his jaw gaping open as he stared at Blaine in all his glory as a woman.

"Holy-" Sam started but then stopped as Blaine straddled the boy, leaving him in silent awe of what was happening to him. Blaine could feel Sam's strong hands make their way to his back, clutching at it as though if he let go this would all be a dream. As Sam pulled them both further onto the bed, Blaine's lips crashed once more with his boyfriends lips, battling for supremacy in a fireball of passion. Blaine could feel Sam harden beneath him, their kisses becoming deeper and more urgent as their bodies collided with one another. Sam rapidly flipped Blaine over onto the bed, his hand gripping Blaine's thigh tightly, his body leaning into Blaine's, slotting in between his thighs so perfectly that it was like they were two puzzle pieces meant to fit together. Breaking the kiss, Sam divested himself of his clothing, groaning at the release of his cock from his now too tight jeans. Blaine, knowing what was coming wriggled out of his small knickers and lay ready for Sam to claim him. His heart pounding erratically as he did so.

"Sam have you-" He asked, suddenly realising the urgency of protection in this instance. He could now get pregnant. It gave a whole new light to sex for Blaine. It was no longer just an extremely fun activity, it could create life too. Never once had he actually given any thought to that, mainly because he had never needed to before.

Sam smiled sweetly, leaning over the bed to grab his jeans again, delving into the pocket and producing a condom. "Yeah, don't worry." It felt like a lifetime of waiting as Sam rolled the rubber on himself, Blaine wanting nothing more than for Sam to enter him there and then. He moaned aloud as he felt Sam's weight leaning over him once again, his strong thighs parting his own and he wrapped his legs around the blonde for more leverage as Sam's cock slid into him, filling him. It was exhilarating. Tina had said it would hurt, but Blaine hadn't felt anything but ecstasy. Sam was finally making love to him. "I love you B." Sam stated before he started thrusting slowly into Blaine, kissing him sloppily everywhere. All Blaine could feel was wave upon wave of pleasure building within him as Sam quickened his thrusts, until finally it burst like fireworks going off all over his body, making him scream in delight. He watched as Sam growled lowly as he came, biting Blaine's shoulder lightly as he tumbled into pure pleasure.

"Sam?" Blaine called out as the boy slumped on top of him, leaving Blaine slightly breathless from the heavy weight of the blonde. He made to push Sam off him but he rolled off himself and Blaine turned onto his right side so he could be spooned by his boyfriend, his soul mate, his lover.

Sam snuggled up behind him, locking his left leg over Blaine's own smaller frame. "Hmm..." He sleepily asked, sounding very content. He sounded exactly how Blaine felt. Content, sated, happy. Purely happy for the first time in his entire life. Sam was the one, the right one for him. He could feel it in his heart. This was right. It had been perfect. Blaine wondered why he had been so scared of it in the first place. It had been magical, it was fate. They were meant to do this, it was meant to happen. They were meant to be together.

"I love you so much." He whispered out, feeling Sam pull him flush to his chest so there was no gap between their two bodies, which slotted perfectly with one another.

"I love you too..." He mumbled, kissing Blaine's cheek before settling down again.

"Goodnight Sammy."

"Mmmm." Blaine turned his head, watching in a love filled haze as the love of his life fell asleep with a huge smile on his face. It made him grin back. Perhaps life as a girl wouldn't really be all that bad after all. He could marry Sam, have children with him. It would be prefect. He sighed sleepily as those final thoughts faded from his mind and deep sleep claimed him.