A/N: Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me! That's right readers; it's mah birthday. Well actually it was yesterday, but I started this chapter yesterday so… Mark your calendars for next year! You guys don't have to get me a present, just continue to read this chapter. That's good enough

-Brittany's POV-

Hurray, I woke up before Santana today. Her arms are still around me from falling asleep together last night. Wait, she was kissing my neck last night. Yeah, that was pretty great. It wasn't enough though, I wanted more.

I was going to get more.

I pretended to be asleep and rolled out of Santana's grip. She didn't open her eyes, but I heard her take in a sharp breath. I guess I woke her up. Woops.

She grumbled and tried to go back to sleep. I waited about five minutes to ensure that if I moved, it wouldn't bother her. I crawled stealthily over to the Latina and straddled her waist. She wouldn't be able to move if she wanted to. Which of course, she wouldn't. I don't know why she hasn't kissed me yet, but I'm not waiting around anymore to find out.

I leaned in and my lips brushed against her cheek. She scratched at the same spot that my lips grazed her. I laughed softly as her eyes started to open.

"Brittany? What the hell are you doing?" She mumbled.

And then I kissed her. She groaned and pulled me down closer to her.

-Santana's POV-

This is fucking awesome. I have Brittany right where I want her, or maybe it's the other way around? Either way, I'm going to be in a great mood today.

I wasn't sure if I should deepen the kiss or not. She was so fucking hot, it was hard not to. We broke apart to breath. She looked at me and smiled so wide it reminded me of the Joker (in a non-creepy way of course). She had this smile where her tongue poked out between her teeth just a little bit, and it was so adorable. It made me fall even deeper in love with her. When she dived back in, I felt her tongue pushing lightly up against my lips, wanting entrance. I granted it with no problem, and soon I was feeling her up.

-Kurt's POV-

I was sitting in The Lima Bean with Rachel Berry. We've barely seen each other this whole trip, she's been too busy with Finn and I've been too busy with Blaine.

"So have you seen Blaine much? I heard he got into an accident. Pretty unlucky if you ask me." She said and winked at me.

"Oh yeah, I go almost every day. He's being released tonight." I said. Yup, the week had gone by extraordinarily fast. It's Wednesday.

She smiled at me. "That's great, Kurt. Have you called Adam?" She said.

I choked on my grande nonfat mocha. "Yup!" I squeaked.

"And? Is he still mad about your falling out?" She questioned.

"Actually we broke up." I said.

"What? Why? You guys were so—" Her phone rang. "It's Finn!" She squealed and ran off to answer it.

I sighed. I decided at that point it was time to go home.

I had barely walked through the door and set my stuff down when the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and saw someone I wasn't in the mood to see.

"Adam? What do you think you're doing?!" I said. "Do you want a restraining order?" I said.

"Hey, this is only my first offense! Cut me some slack. C'mon, I need to talk to you." He motioned toward the front step on my porch.

I sighed and followed him out the door and sat down. "So?" I said.

He looked at me with sad eyes. They were empty, unhappy, and downright depressing. "Come here" He said, and put his hand to my ear as if he were about to whisper something into it.

Instead he began kissing my neck fiercely.

"God!" I gasped. He took that to mean 'keep going.' He kissed harder, sucking on certain sensitive patches of skin. He was going to leave a hickey, no doubt. His kisses trailed up onto my jaw line and closer to my mouth until I felt his lips on mine. That's when it hit me.

I pulled away and said, "Stop it, stop! I mean it."

He looked at me. "Why?"

"We broke up, and I'm with Blaine." I said.

"Are you serious? Now I can't even pretend you weren't treating me like shit. Still, I didn't know you were with him. I should go, act like this little encounter never happened." He stood up.

I stood up with him. He looked me dead in the eye and said, "At least I didn't fall in love with you. Then we'd have an actual mess on our hands." He took my face in his hands and kissed me softly. I let him. I think I owed him that closure. He left soon after that.

~Later that night~

-Blaine's POV-

"Hey, are you ready to go?" Kurt asked me.

I winced as I took a couple of steps, but assured him with a smile that I was fine. He smiled back at me and took my hand, our fingers intertwining.

We walked out around Lima for about an hour, pointing out our old favorite spots and laughing about the memories.

As we walked toward the park near The Lima Bean, I said, "We never made any memories here, did we?"

He shrugged and said, "I guess not."

It had gotten so dark that I could barely see his pale face. No one else had bothered to be out this late, and especially not in an old abandoned park.

"We should fix that." I said; a trace of seductiveness in my voice.

Kurt, detecting my tone, looked at me with the ghost of a grin on his face.

We sat down on the bench and I kissed him passionately. His tongue entered my mouth easily and I returned the favor. I could feel my pants starting to tighten, but I wanted to feel Kurt. I put my hand on his thigh, moving it slightly toward the inside of his thigh, up his leg, and onto his crotch. I could feel his cock and it was turning me on.

Kurt broke away and looked around in panic. "Should we be doing this in public?" He whispered.

I shushed him, saying, "Trust me, no one's outside at this time of night, and I doubt people would be able to see us if they were out. Now keep being a good boy or I can stop this right now."

He grabbed my tie and pulled my lips to his. I sighed with contentment at the contact.

I unzipped his pants, and then remembered one of the sex talks that I had had with Kurt.

"We are playing it very safe by not granting our hands Visa's to travel south of the equator." He said.

I laughed into the kiss and Kurt pulled away slowly. "What's wrong?" He said dreamily.

"Nothing." I said. "It's just; taking off all your clothes is sort of a tall order." I whispered into his ear.

He laughed softly and said "Because of the layers?"

"Because of the layers" I replied, and started kissing his neck. He gasped at the sensitive contact, and I took out his hard cock and began to stroke it.

His whimpers and whispered pleas were enough to get me going, but I didn't want things to get out of control in a public setting.

I left my mark with a few soft bites and a hickey, and began pumping his cock.

"Yes, yes, yes." Kurt repeated; trying to keep as quiet as he could.

I gave him a long-awaited hand job as he lay back on the bench with his eyes closed.

Within minutes he came, and when he did, he took a long breath and kissed me hard. I smiled into the kiss and then broke it up. I didn't mean to get him so worked up. I cleaned him up and we walked to his house.

-Kurt's POV-

Blaine's in the bathroom, so I'd better make the bed. Today turned out perfect, except for the little mishap with Adam. At least he got his closure, and I can be with Blaine again.

Just then, the door creaked open a smidge. "Are you changing? I'll wait." Blaine said.

I laughed and swung the door open. "I changed already, c'mon."

"Damn. Missed it." He said.

I crawled into bed and held my arm out, indicating for him to follow me. He climbed in next to me and we fell asleep soundly.