"Hold still, Blaine!"
"I'm afraid you're going to stick me with a pin!"
"If you keep fidgeting, I will!" An exasperated sigh and a glance up. "Would you please stop squirming? I'm almost done."
"I'm trying, but you're holding sharp metal pins and sticking them dangerously close to my leg and there are scissors by my bare feet and your hand running up my inseam is so distracting I can't handle it."
Kurt rolls his eyes and chuckles. Then rubs across the back of Blaine's knee with his thumb, sending a chill up Blaine's spine. "If you stop fidgeting and complaining, I'll finish your fitting sooner and I can get you out of this stunning suit and into something much more comfortable." He moves the scissors off the platform to the floor beside his knee, now softly stroking the length of Blaine's calf.
Blaine's eyes widen and a light flush dusts his cheeks. He licks his lips. "Oh? And what might that be?"
He looks up at Blaine through his lashes, eyes suddenly dark green. "The sheets."
Blaine groans, head lolling back. "How am I supposed to keep still now?"
Kurt just chuckles and adds a pin to the left cuff.
A/N: Yeah I'm not even sure where that came from...I'm also very tired right now. Are words working? I hope so.