Author's note- prompts? Also, go check out 'That Playground' for a blam friendship fic.
I wasn't the only glee dude that was curious. Curious about what you may ask. Well, this is going to sound kind of weird, but Kurt and Blaine's sex life. I mean they never, like, touch at school. The most they'll do is give loving eyes or the occasional touch of shoulder. Sometimes they decide to get really scandalous and touch hand. I know, crazy. The guys and I just wanted to know if they even kissed. Of course Mike being Mike told Tina everything. When I say everything, I mean everything. Anyways, that caused all the girls wanting to in on the guys plan to make ourselves not curious about Kurt and Blaine's sex life—or whatever you would call that.
That's how I found myself alongside the rest of the glee club in Rachel's basement. Finn set up cameras in their house, and Artie did some technical work or something, so we could watch it on laptop screens. We got six of them in total. Two set up in the living room—one facing the big couch and one at an eagle eye. Two set up in Kurt's bedroom—one facing the bed and one on the nightstand. There was only one set up in the kitchen, and the last one was set up in the hallway leading to Kurt's bedroom. It was almost like a reality show which is pretty awesome in itself.
"Okay, I can't wait any longer. When do they back from their date?" Santana grumbled from her spot seated in front of the laptop facing the couch. All the laptops were sprinkled across the carpet. I was watching the one at an eagle eye in the living room. Which I think is logical because that's where I usually start my making out after a date. So… that's where Kurt and Blaine should start.
"They'll be home any second," Finn reassured everyone from across the room away from the laptops. He was the only one not curious for a good reason. You know… because Kurt's his stepbrother and all. Yeah you probably got it. On cue, Kurt and Blaine came tumbling into the living room giggling as if drunk. I nearly screamed because they were, like, touching each other's shoulders.
"Are they drunk?" I asked.
"Off love!" Tina sighed in a blissed state. She was probably enjoying herself. As a hard core Klaine shipper, alongside Tina, I can say that I'm over the moon at what's going to happen. Kurt turned around, and he trapped Blaine in between himself and the door while the door squeaked closed in the process. A very smooth move; one I attempt a lot.
Blaine laughed, "Very smooth, Kurt."
"I try." Kurt's breathe tickling Blaine's lips. They kissed, and the room went wild. Girls were shrieking noises of utter delight. Boys, including me, were wolf whistling, hooting, hollering—actually I was probably the loudest out of all the dudes if I'm being completely honest. It's just that they kissed! They actually kissed! Their lips made actually contact. This shit deserves a full round of applause from an audience.
Rachel was shushing everyone so hard I'm pretty sure she spat everywhere. Silence filled up the room until Kurt broke it.
"So… what do you want to do?"
"I don't know."
"Oh, come on! You never know what to do. Your always such a push-over" Kurt huffed. He backed away from Blaine, and I mentally screamed. Dude! Go back and get your man.
"A push-over or am I just pleasing my man?" Blaine asked with a smirk.
"Definitely a push-over." Sitting on the couch, Kurt crossed his arms.
Blaine crawled his way into Kurt's lap, so his knees were trapping Kurt's waist. I may or may not have a shouted an overjoyed yes, but there's no evidence of me doing so. Blaine's hand explored their way from Kurt's arms to his shoulders and settling behind his neck. I'm just going to say this is awesome. I wish I had some Doritos or something.
"Yo, Finn, you're not doing anything interesting. Go get bring down some chips or something." Puck just read my mind. Finn came back downstairs with some popcorn. It's not Doritos, but I guess I can settle with it.
Blaine said, "Okay, I say we should make out."
"Way to be so romantic, Blaine."
"What? This is me not being a push-over."
"Fine." And oh-my-god their using tongue. It's like their mouths are trying to claim each other or search for each other.
"Get it Anderson!"
"Holy shit! They're actually touching."
"Why aren't they naked yet?"
"Yassss! Kurt!"
Everyone was yelling their own little hoots. Kurt dug his finger nails deep into Blaine's skull. Loose curls started to spring out of their gel trap. I was smiling so hard it hurt. I was legit so happy.
Bumping his lip into Blaine's, Kurt said in a breathless whisper, "Want to go upstairs?"
I was speechless alongside everyone else in the room. The sound of silence hung over the room. Dude…
"Of course." Blaine was off the couch like it burned him.
I had to move over to the laptop that was facing their bed, for Kurt and Blaine had sprinted there in record time. They were rolling around on the bed like wrestlers and attacking each other's skin with their mouths. Jaws had been dropped all the way down to the floor. Mine was shut sporting a big ass smirk. My gaybies aren't that baby-ish I guess.
"Kurt, I want to ride you."
"Wow, maybe I was wrong about you being a push-over."
"I told you… I was just trying to please my man."
Kurt hummed while squeezing Blaine's ass, and damn Hummel. Kurt's whisper was barley heard through the laptops, "If you want to please me, then you should give me a blowjob."
The screens shut off, and black pooled all over the house. It was a blackout. A round of boos and aw's roared through everyone. Well, that was bad timing for a black out.