Chapter 2

Kurt gasped out loud as his back hit the wall with a soft thud. He had had plenty of make out sessions but none of them had been this intense. None had sent his body into over drive and none had gotten him so aroused so fast. Kurt felt the weight of the other boy press him up against the wall even harder. Kurt gasped again and tried move but the other boy pressed his hips forward against Kurt, pulling another strained moan from the singer's throat as he felt their erections brush each other.

"Don- Don't." Kurt murmured in between heated kisses. "We should sto-." Kurt was silenced by a mouth crashing over his. It started as a gently chaste kiss but as soon as Kurt parted his lips slightly the air around them grew ten degrees hotter. First their breath mingled and then tongues snaked around each other. Kurt wrapped his arms around the other boy's neck and pulled the boy as close as he could. The other boy's hands began to slid up and down Kurt's back and pull Kurt's pelvis even closer. Kurt let out a low groan and pulled his mouth away, gasping for air.

"W-we can't," Kurt gasped.

"Can't or won't," came the gruff voice. Kurt tried to look at his face but the room was to dark to make out any details of the other boy's face.

"C-can't," Kurt's voice came out shakier than he wanted it to.

"I don't believe you," the other voice said. His hot breathe on Kurt's lips.

"Well… You…" Kurt felt lips begin to leave a trail of kisses down his jaw and to his neck. Kurt tried to stay focused but was having issues, as his member wouldn't listen to his brain. "Damn it!" Kurt adjusted himself against him, pulled the boy's mouth back to his and continued where they had left off. Once they were settled and back in the rhythm of things, Kurt snaked his leg up and around the other boy's calf, slowly moving up until he was helped up by the boy and Kurt was able to wrap both his legs around the boy's hips. The other boy dropped his hands from Kurt's hips and cupped Kurt's butt, allowing them to get even closer. After only a minute more the other boy either couldn't take Kurt's weight or the heavy make out session became too much for him and his knees gave out beneath him and he fell to the floor bringing Kurt with him causing a loud thud to echo through out the room. They sat there for a few moments, the boy on his knees and Kurt in his lap just passing light kisses back and forth, calming themselves down but not willing to separate just yet. After what felt like hours, but was merely a matter of seconds, Kurt pulled away. His small chest heaving and heart beat racing, but his arms remaining around the other boy's neck. How could he be so content in a moment of silence like this? Suddenly, a door opened and a bright light filled the room. Kurt squinted and moved one arm from around the boy's neck to cover his eyes until they adjusted to the bright light.

"What are you doing?" he heard someone shout.

"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked, trying to see whom the voice was coming from.

"What does it look like?" the boy Kurt was on snapped back in a harsh tone, bucking slightly against Kurt as if to emphasis his point, receiving a squeak from Kurt as he did so.

"Kurt? Why aren't you getting off him?" the voice from the light screamed at Kurt with a threatening tone.

"Don't listen to him Kurt!" the boy he was sitting on yelled, tightening his grip around Kurt's waist and putting his shoulder in between Kurt and the other boy in a protective manner that warmed Kurt's insides and caused a smile to drift over his lips.

"Kurt?" the voice shrieked. Kurt dropped his hand from his eyes and placed it on the boy's chest he was sitting on and leaned closer to him, hoping for more of the boy's protectiveness of Kurt to show through.

There was a pause as Kurt felt the boy's head shift as he looked down at him and he heard the boy let out a shaky breathe blowing Kurt's hair a bit. Then the boy's body became harder as if he was flexing or tensing up and his head snapped back towards the door and his deep voice boomed, "Do not speak to him like that!"

"I'll talk to him however I want!" the other voice retorted instantly, but seemed somewhat shaken but the other boy's deeper, more authoritative voice.

"Try it again! It will be the last thing you ever say!" Kurt felt the air grow thicker in the room. There was a silence for a moment before the boy standing up regained his composure and continued to yell.

"Kurt! Get up now!" the boy yelled, reaching down and tugging on Kurt's arm, trying to pull him both away and up from the boy's lap.

"Don't touch him!" the other boy yelled back, slapping away the arm grabbing at Kurt. Kurt clutched onto the shirt of the boy he was sitting on, because even though he didn't know who he was, he felt a lot safer and happier with him then he felt just in the presence of the other boy.

"Kurt! Get off Karfosky now!"

The entire world seemed to freeze and the bright light began to fade slightly. Then in one quick instant everything came into perfect focus. The boy in the doorway who had been yelling at Kurt and pulling him was Blaine, his boyfriend.

*If I am looking at Blaine then whose lap am I on?* Kurt stared at him for a moment more before he registered what he had said.

"Karfosky?" Kurt mumbled, confused and still leaning against the strong broad chest of the boy. He leaned away from the boy he was sitting on and his face came into perfect focus.

"Karofsky!" Kurt shouted, freezing for only a second before he panicked and scrambled off his lap and towards Blaine.

"Wait! Kurt!" Karofsky voice was layered with pain and hurt. Kurt continued to move away from Karofsky and towards Blaine. Then, for some unknown reasons, Kurt turned around and saw those bright hazel eyes begin to darken more and more with each inch Kurt move away from him.

Karofsky's lips quivered, as he stared at Kurt, "Please…" Karofsky begged Kurt, his eyes full of sincerity. "Please don't leave me." Kurt looked at the out stretched hand before him and then at Blaine and then back at Karofsky's hand. He looked up at those eyes once more, he felt his heart lift slightly and the urge to smile become strong. He slowly scooted away from Blaine and turned to Karofsky. Kurt lifted up his hand also and reached out to take Karofsky's and just as Kurt was about to reach those warm strong hands he was craving to hold…

He was staring through the darkness at the ceiling of his bedroom.

Main reason I wrote this second chapter so fast was I made my friend, DarrenLover95 (I know, Ironic username since she ships Kurtofsky super hard) read the first chapter and she wanted to read the next chapter really bad. And as I wrote it she shouted out ideas for what to put into the chapter, some not so good…One friend writes porn, One friend reads porn. That is true friendship right there. I also almost didn't finish this chapter because she started watching "On my way" and crying during the Cough Syrup song. I can never write around her again. Only good thing was she yelled at me to leave this as a cliffhanger, so blame her for your emotions and the shortness of the chapter. Also a quick shout out of hate to the word Thud! I wrote it so many times… Anyway, PLEASE GIVE ME REVIEWS! I LOVE THEM!