A/N: Yeah why do I keep cockblocking them? SORRY GUYS! And with this exact person too…

"And," breathed Blaine, unable to properly speak due to the feel of Kurt's lips down the side of his neck, "you – you're sure, oh, god, Kurt, I, th- I can't, nngh."

"Eloquent," mutters Kurt against the side of Blaine's neck with a smile. Blaine can feel upturned lips against the sensitive skin of his neck and, somehow, it does nothing but turn him on more.

"You're…You're sure, oh, wow, no one, here, Finn's not –"

"Wow," says Kurt, moving away. "Mention my brother, and the mood's killed."

Blaine can't keep himself from pouting as Kurt sits up, eyeing the muscled chest in front of him. "No…Come back," murmurs Blaine, mentally slapping himself for sounding like such a whiny child.

"Aww," says Kurt with a grin. "How adorable."

"Please?"

Kurt shifts slightly on Blaine's lap, and for a brief moment Blaine wonders what Kurt would say if he suggested that they try that without pants on as the feeling sends a jolt through his body he wasn't quite familiar with. "Nah," says Kurt, the grin widening.

"Fine then," says Blaine in a bit of a growl, sitting up and taking Kurt's waist, turning him so Kurt was the one pressed against the sheets. "How's this sound?"

Kurt sighs, looking up at Blaine with that frustratingly lovely smile. "Honestly I was almost hoping you would do that."

Blaine rolls his eyes, exasperated but yet still so, SO, turned on. "God, I love you."

"Good to – OH."

Unfortunately, the door opened just as Kurt's hands started moving slowly towards the waistband of Blaine's jeans.

"DEAR MOTHER OF GOD!"

"RACHEL?"

"BLAINE?"

"No, Rachel, I have Matthew Perry in my bed with me. OF COURSE IT'S BLAINE."

"WHY WAS YOUR DOOR NOT LOCKED?"

"Why in GOD'S name wouldn't you KNOCK?"

Rachel's mouth opened and closed as she stared at the boys who were too shocked to cover their half naked bodies with the fleece blanket.

"I...I'm still not used to this house. Finn and I weren't together yet when you guys lived here...I got..." Rachel blinked. "Er, lost."

"WHY ARE YOU STILL STARING?" Kurt asked, finally getting his head together and pulling the blanket over himself. Blaine, on the other hand, just sort of had a look as if he was about to laugh.

"Rachel, do you like seeing guys kiss?"

The female hobbit stared. "Well, I mean, I've seen Brokeback Mountain, and I know what went down in the tent - " Kurt held back a bark of laughter " - and, yeah, pretty much, I guess. Um. Why?"

Before Kurt realized what was happening, Blaine rolled back on top of him, a palm on either side of his head, kissing roughly down his neck, making sure to concentrate on the spots that made Kurt make that awesome noise. Kurt let out a harsh gasp, and Rachel squeaked.

"OKAY, OKAY, I GET IT, I'M LEAVING, I'M SORRY!" Rachel sprinted out of the room, mumbling something like, "Jeez, if only Finn could kiss like that."

Kurt and Blaine, on the other hand, were far too wrapped up in each other to notice her last comment.