A/N I hope you guys like this!

"I know the perfect place," Blaine gave me directions to this little restaurant that sat snugly between an apartment building and an office supply store. It was called Favaza's.

"Favaza's? Sounds foreign." I said matter of factly.

"It's Italian. It's amazing and cheap." I started to say I wanted to pay, but Blaine interrupted. "Dad's paying tonight, remember?" He winked at me.

"True, that he is. I get to pay for dessert though."

"Fair enough. Let's go in," he took my hand.

"Good evening." A hot guy greeted us. I shot a side glance at Blaine and could tell he thought the same thing. "Two?"

"Yep," Blaine smiled. "Date night."

"Fun," the guy smiled. "Follow me."

He led us to a table in the corner. "I know how it feels. The stares. The whispers… This area back here is for my friends who come here." Five tables sat alone in a corner. "Even though my coworkers know I have a boyfriend, they still stare when we come in together. These tables are in my section so you guys won't get crap." He winked at us.

"That's insanely nice of you. Thank you…" Blaine trailed off.

"Troy. And you two are?"

"Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson. What time do you get off Troy?" I was so grateful for what he was doing.

"About half an hour. Why?"

"Come sit with us when you clock out." Blaine knew where I was going so he answered Troy. "We'd love to chat." He smiled and Troy smiled back.

"That sounds awesome. Do you guys want something other than water? We have Pepsi."

"Two diet Pepsis please," I answered and sat down.

"Sure thing. Be right back."

Forty-five minutes later Blaine and I were finishing up eating and Troy came back with our change and sat down.

"Do you live in this area Troy? You look very familiar." Blaine looked at him very thoughtfully.

"Wait, Blaine Anderson? Like the Blaine Anderson?" Troy asked.

"I know where we've seen you! You went to Dalton." I shook my head and laughed.

"That's where I know you from. You a Warbler now?" Blaine asked. "I know you tried out a few times."

"Yeah. There's a guy there now who loved how I sing and got Dave and Wes to agree to let me join. You know, three out of three votes." Troy smiled and blushed when he talked about the guy. "He's amazing. He's such a great singer. You guys probably know him. His name is Sebastian."

I laughed. "Oh yes. We know him." Blaine laughed and looked at me.

"What with the tone?" Troy laughed at Blaine staring at me.

"He swore to me last year that he'd have Blaine by the end of the year, but as you can see," I lifted Blaine's left hand up and he blushed, "he lost." I laughed again.

Troy laughed. "Oh Sebastian. I should've remembered you guys. I just serenaded you, Blaine, like two hours ago." He laughed harder as did we.

"Well I was kind of in shock by being proposed to even before Kurt got down on one knee. He's such a romantic." Blaine kissed my cheek.

Troy looked at his watch then texted someone. "I'm going to be late for my date with Sebastian, he hates waiting. I'll see you guys later."

"Bye Troy! Tell him we said hello." Troy nodded and we got up and left.

"I wish he would've let us tip him. He was nice," I took Blaine's hand.

"And he was hot too," we laughed.

"That he was. Come on, let's go get ice cream then we will go drive to the outside of town and have a little you and me time," I walked with him to the Cold Stone that was a few blocks down.

(Sebastian's P.O.V.)

There was a knock on my door and I hurried to answer it. "Hey sexy. What took you so long?"

"I ran into Kurt and Blaine at work and we talked for a bit." He kissed my cheek. "Wanna make out?"

As an answer I pulled him to my bed and shoved him down then climbed on him. "Damn you turn me on so much. You're so beautiful, Troy."

He kissed me hard then trailed down to my neck. "I love you."

It was the first time either of us had said that. I pulled his face up so I could look in his eyes. "I love you too."

(Blaine's P.O.V.)

"I love you, Kurt." I kissed his neck and jerked his shirt over his head. "You're so sexy."

"I love you too," he gasped as I kissed his collar bone. "This is so hot."

I knew what he meant. We could get in trouble, but it was exhilarating. "I know. So turned on."

"Stop talking and fuck me." I did as he said and took my shirt off. I kissed him while taking his pants off.

"Top or bottom?" I asked. Meaning did he want me to slam into him or did he want to ride me.

"Top."

I took off my pants and grabbed the lube and a condom. I lubed up my fingers and slid one in his gorgeous ass. I slid in another and scissor, stretching him. I slid in a third and started pumping fast until- "Fuck. Yes. Mmmmm, Blaine." I pulled out and opened the condom. "Let me," he took the condom and slid it on. He grabbed the lube and put some in his hand and warmed it up between his two palms. He lubed up my dick and slowly lowered himself on me.

I laid back and groaned. "Damn Kurt. How is it that you're still this tight after having sex so much?" He laughed and started riding me. I sat up and put my arms around him. The position evidently hit all the right places by the sound of his moans.

A little while later he spoke up, "Gonna come," he moaned and started riding me harder and faster.

"Me too." We came together a few moments later and he slowed down a little, riding out both our orgasms. He got off me and I peeled the condom off and wrapped it in a few tissues then wiped Kurt clean. I had to wipe off my chest a few times because he came hard and it was refusing to come out of my chest hair. "Stupid small tissues." I went through almost the whole package. Kurt laughing at me pretty much the whole time. "Lucky bastard." I kissed him. "You don't have chest hair to wipe come out of."

"It's pretty hot watching you." He stared at me.

"Round two in the morning?" He nodded. "Lets get our p.j.s on and get to sleep."

"You packed?"

"Of course, your dad gave us money for a hotel, Kurt." He laughed. "Here."

After we got dresses he curled up to me under the down blanket he kept in his car for emergencies. "Love you, Blaine."

"I love you too, Kurt." I kissed his forehead. I dropped my voice down into that low seductive voice I know he loves and whispered in his ear, "I can't wait until we are married and have our own house and can do this every night if we want."

He shivered. "I can't wait either." He snuggled closer to me. A few minutes later his arm across my stomach got a little heavy and I knew he was asleep.

A/N Favaza's is actually a real Italian restaurant in St. Louis Missouri I probably butchered the name, but still its amazing. Favaza is Italian for The Hill i believe.