'Stupid Blaine, even if it was a mistake he shouldn't have hesitated, I wouldn't have hesitated and he had the nerve of yelling at me. Urghhh come on Kurt focus it's time for class.' Kurt thought to himself. He walked throught the door and froze mouth agape in shock and confusion.

"Puck? What are you doing in my dance class?"

"Teaching, the actual guy cancelled and I dance a little, so I thought hey it'll get me out the kitchen and I get to dance with you, so win win." Puck winked at Kurt, he often did but Kurt took it as Puck finding a new way to tease him now that he was happy with Blaine, because Puck knew how hot he was and Kurt couldn't say he had never been caught looking, but the odds of McKinley High's badass sex shark was any kind of gay was a million to one and even if he was the odds of him being interested in Kurt was a billion to one. Right?

"Whatever Puckerman, I don't care who does it, aslong as in a hour I'm satisfied, then I'm happy." Puck turned his head to Kurt and raised an eyebrow, Kurt practically jumped into the air and waved his hands out infront of him. "No I didn't mean it like that I ment my dance class aslong as I'm happy with the dance lesson then I'm happy." Kurts cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson.

"Ok well ummm... lets start with the tango?" Puck asked ignoring Kurts previous comments to avoid him the embarrassment.

"Yer sure ok, how's it done?" Kurt asked limbering up by slightly jumping up and down shaking his arms and leg then fixing his hair.

"Well you need to move as one with your partner, imagine there's a sheet of paper inbetween us and you can't let it fall... k?" Puck asked nonchalantly as he positioned himself in the starting pose of the tango waiting for Kurt to join him so they could begin. Kurt gulped and walked forward he could see every bump,every dip, every crevass of Pucks muscles through his skin tight black t-shirt.

'I'm better than Blaine, I'm better than Blaine I won't let temptation into my heart'

*1 hour later*

'1 and 2 and 1 and 2 and done. Finally I remember the steps, just in time it's been almost an hour and I need some rest' Kurt thought to himself.

"You are the best partner I've ever been with." Puck panted between breaths his voice whispering into kurts 's ear sending shivers down his spine, Kurt was so tired he didn't realise what he was doing, he rested his head against the older boys chest, he just rested there until Puck started holding him a little tighter. Kurt looked up at his dance instructor, his chest heaving. It was so hard for Kurt not to stare, it was as if someone knew everything he'd ever fantasised about and moulded it into a perfect moment he could have stayed there forever but he loved Blaine he truly did more than anything and he couldn't let himself be tempted.

"Thank you." Kurt said, trying to move away, but instead feeling himself being brought closer. "I really have to go now."

"We should do the last couple of moves again." Puck said looking deep into Kurts eyes. "The tango is based on of passion, heat... I think we need some more of that..."

"No, actually, I think we've had...quite enough passion." Kurt pushed himself away from Pucks beating chest.

A slight smile apeared across Pucks lips. "You're right." He whispered into Kurts ear again. "With you it's hot enough."

Kurt felt his cheeks flush yet again. "I have to...go." He whispered, stepping back slowly. He tried not glancing behind him as he walked away.

'Damn! It was hard'

*1 hour-ish later*

Kurt waited, sat on the grass outside the restaurant Blaine was singing in. Kurt had tried to get in but all the tables had been reserved so he decided he would wait outside for Blaine to finish, partly because he missed him but mostly because he felt bad about what happened an hour earlier.
Swaying slowly to a unknown rhythm in his head Kurt let his toes play with the fresh grass and his fingers do the same while he leaned back putting his weight on his arms, It was still warm, but it was getting cooler now as the sun set.

"After a hard dance class you should make sure to unwind. Massages are usually best." Pucks voice appeared out of what seemed like nowhere. Kurt slowly turned his top half around so he could see Puck. "Puck?" he said, trying to remain calm. "Why are you here?"

"I followed you." A simple answer but not exactly what Kurt wanted to heat.

Kurt felt himself blushing, hoping the odd coloured light coming from the sun as it set would keep it from being shown. "Why?" He asked pretending to be bored of the conversation.

Pucks lips curved into a smirk, and Kurt couldn't help thinking of what those lips would taste like. He forced himself to look away though, there was no way he would even entertain thoughts of cheating on Blaine, for although he had his flaws he still seemed perfect. "Isn't it obvious?"

The older boy got behind him and his skilled hands began massaging Kurts shoulders. "You're tense…"

Kurt was quiet for a while, he tried to gather his thoughts. "I have…a boyfriend." Kurt finally spoke.

Pucks arms snaked around Kurts back and made there way to his front, pulling him into his strong chest. "I know... It's good" Puck whispered, his breath tingling across Kurts cheek and ear.

"Why?" Kurt said, trying desperatly to hold back a moan. This wasn't how it was supposed to be! He wasn't supposed to be sitting between Pucks legs, he shouldn't be letting him give him backrubs! He should have been with Blaine! How long is his bloody show!

"Because it means when you guys end, you'll see how much better I am…" Pucks whispers made the hairs on the back of Kurts neck stand.

"I took one look at you, your graceful body, sculpted yet delicate, long and lean, your doll like features and above all, that ass, it looks fucking sculpted dude and when I saw it I knew I had to have you." Puck nibbled Kurts earlobe

A moan escaped Kurts mouth and he cursed himself for allowing it out.

Kurt jumped away quickly as he came to his senses his moan made him realise what was actually happening. "I have to go!" Kurt squealed and flew from sitting to standing to briskly walking away . He'd never been made to feel so beautiful before. The only other person who ever looked at him like that was Blaine but he never said it.

'I'm not supposed to feel like this…' He thought to himself, although he knew why he did. Blaine was never good with telling him how he felt. Physically, yes if Kurt ever let it escalate he was sure Blaine would definatly go all the way,emotionally, yes it was obvious, everyone could tell. But Kurt wanted more. He wanted to hear it, and Puck defiantly did not seem to have a problem with his tongue.

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Thanks for the reviews so far. This chapter was REALLY long usually they'd be like at most 1,000 words, I kind of got carried away lol :)