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"How far have you gone with Blaine?" Mercedes blurted out to Kurt in the middle of the mall.

Their boyfriends had found more in common when they discovered that they both played Halo online (Blaine insisted that he only did it ironically so that he could call other people cocksuckers and faggots for a change. Kurt had been appalled) so they had made a beeline for the video game store after Kurt had made Mercedes try on the fifteenth pair of shoes, then not let her buy anything.

Kurt blushed and ran his hand absentmindedly over a rack of bras before realising that he was garnering some strange looks and almost knocking over the display in his haste to drag Mercedes out of the shop.

Mercedes giggled at Kurt's outrage.

"Why would you do that to me?" he hissed.

"Because it's fun, Sweet cheeks!" she laughed and then glanced around. "Do you wanna grab coffee and have a girlie chat while the boys are gone?" she pleaded.

Kurt considered her firmly. He really didn't want to talk about this kind of stuff with her, but there was a part of him that wanted to brag… and another part of him that wanted to know how far she'd gone with Sam… and another part of him…

"Yeah, okay," he conceded, "But keep your voice down if we're going to talk about this stuff."

"Ooh, scandalous!" Mercedes twittered, weaving her arm through Kurt's and dragging him towards a Starbucks.

"It's disgusting that they have these everywhere," Kurt mused and ordered his coffee.

Mercedes watched Kurt take his coffee to a little booth in the back, and she followed him, grabbing some sugars on the way. She needed to talk to someone about Sam, and Kurt was really the only one she felt comfortable discussing it with. Rachel was too nosey, and she couldn't talk to any of the other glee girls, because two of them were Sam's exes. She'd considered talking to Tina, but Tina was constantly in a Mike-bubble, and the conversation would invariably turn to her own accounts and experiences. That was all well and good, but Mercedes needed advice. Preferably from someone who knew them both well. And that left Kurt.

"Alright," Kurt heaved a huge sigh, "Interrogate away."

Mercedes smiled at him as she sat down. Kurt really could be adorable.

"Well, have you… you know?" she blushed, and Kurt shook his head furiously.

"Oh, God! No! Not yet! I mean, that seems like a huge step, and it seems like it would hurt!" Kurt garbled. Mercedes nodded thoughtfully. She thought Kurt was probably right.

"So… have you done… I don't know… other stuff?" she asked the table, her eyes so incredibly allergic to looking at Kurt right then that she could hardly believe it.

Kurt went red.

"Aha!" Mercedes laughed at his silence. "What have you done? Details!"

"'Cedes!" Kurt spluttered, "I'm not going to give you a play by play!"

"Why not?" Mercedes pouted at him, "Not the icky stuff… just… the fun stuff," she grinned.

"Okay, fine," Kurt sighed in resignation. "It's only very recent. Like a couple of weeks. But it all started when I was using Blaine as my mannequin for that waistcoat? I showed you the designs on Facebook. Well, it turned into a tickle fight and somehow my hand ended up on his… well… there…" Mercedes gasped, but Kurt put up a hand to tell her to let him go on. "If I don't keep talking, I won't want to tell you the rest," he admitted.

"My lips are sealed," she smiled, "Tell me more."

"So, you and Kurt?" Sam asked him as he sorted through a pile of video games for Blaine to look at. It was actually painful to go through all these cool games and know that he had no console to play them on anymore. And no money to buy them if he did. Window shopping sucked.

"Me and Kurt," Blaine repeated, as if unsure where this line of questioning was going.

"Have you guys… God, this sounds creepy, sorry, dude," Sam handed him another game to look at. "It's just, there's really no one to talk about stuff with Mercedes with, you know? Puck's a jackass, Finn's got blue balls so bad they practically glow through his underwear… Mike and Tina are just disgusting, and Artie's in a chair…"

Blaine nodded. He was feeling a bit the same way himself. He had no close friends he felt comfortable discussing Kurt stuff with. Like the beach for instance. How was he supposed to talk about that stuff with Wes or Nick, when they were straight? Sam was straight too, Blaine reasoned to himself, but he'd been the one to start the conversation, so maybe it wouldn't be weird for him. Was Kurt right? Was Sam bi?

"I don't mind talking about straight stuff if you don't mind talking about gay stuff," Blaine offered finally, blushing a little.

Sam nodded, "Dude, that's totally cool, I mean, I don't want to hear you wax lyrical about Kurt's junk or whatever, but I need some advice, dude, and you probably don't have a lot of people to talk about relationship stuff with… I just thought we could help each other out?"

Blaine nodded, Sam's idea sounding both awkward and relieving at the same time.

"Coffee? My treat?" Blaine asked. Sam's eyes narrowed but Blaine didn't back down.

"Fine, but I'm buying next time, okay?" he said firmly.

"Plan on making this a regular thing?" Blaine laughed and they headed out of the store, "I think I'd better tell my boyfriend if I'm having coffee dates with another guy. That's kind of our thing."

Sam laughed, "You wish! I've only got eyes for my girl. Sorry, dude!"

Blaine smiled as he scanned the mall.

"Ooh, Starbucks?" he suggested, "It's disgusting how there's like one of these things on every corner now."

Sam nodded and followed Blaine.

"So we sort of felt each other," Kurt said in a mortified way, "And then we just kissed."

Mercedes looked at him in awe.

"It was a lot sweeter than I'm describing!" Kurt said emphatically.

"Go on," Mercedes said, not quite sure how to speak anymore. She knew this story got more graphic, but she needed help and Kurt's experiences might lend her a hand.

"I don't want to," Kurt muttered, embarrassed.

"Kurt, just tell me!" Mercedes ordered with a smirk, "Lord knows I need some ideas!"

Kurt's eyes widened.

"You…?" he managed to ask, but Mercedes shook her head.

"No, nothing yet, but I'm beginning to think I want to do more with him. So tell me what shenanigans you and Blaine got up to! This is fun for me, because you're both guys, I can get double the recommendations for stuff to try!"

Kurt mouthed wordlessly at her.

"Talk!" she laughed and threw a sugar packet at him.

"Okay!" Kurt exploded, "We went to the beach and he was chasing me because I dumped water on his head, and he caught me and we were both turned on and then we went into the water and he jerked me off and then I gave him a-a-a blow job," Kurt finished in a flutter and breathed heavily.

"Wow…" Mercedes mused, "That's a lot of information to get in eight seconds, Kurt," she teased.

"Well, now you know," Kurt said primly.

"Did you like it?" Mercedes asked shyly.

"What?" Kurt looked at her in confusion.

"When he touched you and stuff," she looked mortified, "Did you like it?"

Kurt looked dubiously at her.

"Are you insane?" he asked her promptly, "It was amazing. Just knowing that he wanted to make me happy was enough. Knowing that he loved me and was turned on by me, and liked the way I was touching him too? Just made it perfect, 'Cedes."

Kurt gave a shaky sort of sigh then.

"He loves you?" Mercedes asked him with a little smile.

Kurt grinned, "Yeah, he does."

"Do you love him?" she smiled.

"What do you think, genius?" Kurt grinned and blushed at his coffee.

"Do you think I love Sam?" Mercedes asked abruptly.

Kurt looked at her in sort of a stunned way.

"Man, Starbucks coffee blows," Blaine muttered.

"Well, you'd know," Sam winked.

"Not like that, you dweeb!" Blaine laughed and punched him playfully, "Anyway, that would mean it was good!"

"Is it?" Sam asked, and suddenly they weren't talking about coffee.

"Yeah, it's amazing," Blaine told him honestly, "I mean, I don't see how sex can be any better than that, you know?"

Sam shook his head.

"I don't know," he said softly, "I mean, Santana jerked me off a couple of times, but that's as far as I've gotten."

Blaine watched him.

"It's different when it's with someone you really care about, you know?" he said kindly.

"Really?" Sam said with interest.

"I mean, I don't have anyone to compare it to," Blaine told him, "Just this guy," and held up his right hand in a cheeky wave, "But with someone you love? It's absolutely amazing, Sam."

"Well, I don't know if I love Mercedes yet," Sam said sadly, "I like her a lot, and I love spending time with her and making her happy, it's just that, I've said 'I love you' before and it ended up bad. And I don't want to rush things with her. She's special," he said with a smile.

"You guys are adorable," Blaine grinned and took a sip of his coffee, wrinkling his nose in distaste. "My advice?" he prompted Sam, silently asking for permission to continue, "Just do what feels right for you. There's no set time that things need to happen, and everyone's different. You're right, Mercedes is special. And if you go into this being all 'Oh everyone else has sex at this point in time' you're gonna blow it. And not in a fun way!" Blaine grinned, "You talk about it with her and see what she's comfortable with. Have you ever been hiking? You only travel as fast as the slowest person in your group. I think that rule applies here. So start off with a slow stroll and maybe work up to a faster pace?"

Sam watched Blaine in awe.

"You gay guys really do seem like Jedi sometimes," he grinned.

"Listen and learn, young padawan," Blaine smirked.

"No, I don't," Kurt said carefully, "But that can change."

Mercedes flared up.

"Why don't you think I love him?" she demanded.

"Because you asked me," Kurt said simply, "When it happens, you'll know for sure, without a doubt that there is nothing you wouldn't do for him, no way you could go through the day without thinking about him and missing him, and… you'll know, 'Cedes, okay? You won't have to ask me. I mean maybe it won't happen with Sam, maybe it will, but you will know beyond a doubt that you're in love when it happens, okay?"

"Okay, then I'm not in love," Mercedes said a little sadly.

"Yet," Kurt smirked.

"Yet," Mercedes smiled.

"Wanna find these boyfriends of ours?" Kurt grinned at her, shaking his empty coffee cup in her face.

"Yes," she said happily, "I wonder if we'll ever get them apart now? They're getting spookily close."

"Crowbar in my trunk," Kurt told her, dialling Blaine's number on his phone.

"Where are you?" he asked as soon as Blaine answered.

Blaine laughed and Kurt felt a thrill o through him at the throaty sound. Mercedes shook her head, "Obsessed," she mouthed at him. Kurt batted her away with a grin.

"We're at a Starbucks," Blaine smiled, "Where are you, Kurt?"

Kurt got up abruptly from the back of the coffee shop and walked to the front, perusing tables.

"Liar!" he hissed, "We are at Starbucks and you're not here!"

"Maybe there's more than one Starbucks at the mall, Kurt?" Blaine joked with him, "You know, these places…"

"-are everywhere. I know, it's consumerist madness," Kurt finished for him. "Where can we meet you?"

"The car?" Blaine asked hopefully, done with shopping.

"Okay, meet you there in five," Kurt told him, "Love you."

"I love you more," Blaine smiled.

"Not possible, idiot," Kurt replied, and Blaine could hear his goofy smile through his voice.

Kurt hung up from Blaine and looked at Mercedes who was grinning at him.

"What?" he demanded defensively.

"Nothing," she said, "Just, that. It's nice, you know?"

"You'll have that soon," Kurt told her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders as they walked to the car.

"We're meeting them at the car," Blaine told Sam, "Come on."

"You had to do the whole 'I love you', 'I love you more' thing when you're gonna see him in five minutes?" Sam looked at Blaine like he was ridiculous.

"I thought you said you'd been in love before?" Blaine asked him with a slap on the back.

Sam mused over that all the way to the car.

A beam of sunlight was hitting Mercedes's hair, and she was laughing at something Kurt said.

Maybe he'd never been in love.

Yet.

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