A/N: **Sheepishly hides** Um hi everyone...I guess its been about a month since I updated this and I guess there's nothing left to say but I'm sorry...shit kinda hit the fan. For those of you who read the OC you know that its now complete so I now have time to write this...so here's go nothing at regaining your confidence in my Klaine-ness. This story will be a little faster paced now...not much mind you but somewhat faster so I hope you like where it's going. Things will get interesting for our men soon.

Disclaimer: I own nothing...unless you count my pets and my apartment but I don't see how that has relevance here. :P Enjoy

Chapter 13 – Not Good Enough

I had wanted this day to be perfect. The consummate perfectionist that I had always been was creeping into my sub-conscious yet again and there was only one reason that explained that: Kurt Hummel. Kurt made me want to be a better person and do thinks perfectly and I wanted nothing more than to show him that all of my gestures were made from love and for him alone.

I had other plans for the evening, something romantic and insanely cheesy but my plans were rapidly falling out the window of this very cab as I gave the driver my address instinctively and leaned into him kissing him deeply not being able to hold it in much longer.

I was shocked at my boldness in front of the driver but the deeper the kiss got, and the more responsive Kurt seemed to be with his tongue, I found myself forgetting any rebuttals to my own actions and melted into him. The kiss was intense and I had to hold back a moan as Kurt lifted his hands into my hair and gave it a gentle tug.

My right hand had found his thigh and I was massaging it through the expensive fabric. The noise that came from the back of Kurt's throat vibrated in my mouth and went straight to my crotch. Oh god this man was going to be the death of me.

All thoughts of a night out on the town now were erased as I all but climbed into his lap in the back of the cab. He removed his mouth from mine and I took the opportunity to seductively graze my teeth down my jaw as I tried to control my breathing but to no avail. He was grasping my back through my jacket, and tugging my hair with his other hand as I whispered against his ear, "Is this what you want baby?"

"Blaine..."

The lower timbre of his voice was driving me crazy as my pants got even tighter if that was possible.

I was never more thankful for the cab coming to a halt and hearing the driver clear his throat. Kurt demurely got out of the cab, not even looking back at me as he waited for me to pay the man.

I exhaled quickly and handed over the cash, not really sure how obscene the tip was that I gave him, but my mind was somewhat occupied.

"Blaine?"

I didn't know that I was still sitting in the cab until I heard his voice. I started shaking my head temporarily before I jumped out the car and back into his waiting arms.

The hug was tight and full of promise. Leaning away from him I interlaced our fingers and pulled him in the direction of the door.

We walked hand in hand, our eyes not meeting but I could tell that the earlier sexual tension was still there.

The elevator ride was quiet aside from our deep breathing even though I could swear Kurt heard my heart beating erratically beside him.

The door slid open and as we made out way to my apartment door, our hands never left each others, fearing if we let go the other would vanish from existence.

As I stepped inside, after gesturing Kurt in first of course, I turned around and closed the door quickly only to feel Kurt turn me around and recapturing my lips with a sense of urgency. I let out an immediate sigh against his lips, feeling his tongue dragging insistently across my lower lip. Opening my mouth without a moments hesitation I was washed over by the delicious essence that was Kurt.

I couldn't tell you how long the kiss lasted or how we both ended up away from the door with our jackets haphazardly thrown on the floor, (Kurt was going to kill me when he sees his prized couture on the ground), but I couldn't break myself away.

We ended up on the living room couch, Kurt pulling me onto his lap, straddling him, as he began loosening my tie.

I tried to reciprocate the gesture, leaving his mouth reluctantly to begin sucking and biting down his neck, moving the cashmere aside as I did so but Kurt was having none of that. He forced my hands away quickly and threw the tie over my head as he started at the buttons of my shirt.

The lust addled fury that Kurt was exuding was making my better judgement cloud over in favour of all the delicious things I could do to Kurt on this very sofa.

Kurt seemed to get where my brain was going because before I knew it my shirt was all the way open, and rolling off my shoulders and he was leaning down and placing hot wet kisses to my chest and nipples. I involuntarily thrust up into him and he moaned against my chest, as I felt the silken fabric finally fall from my arms. The subsequent sounds and groans that followed were a mix between baritone and countertenor creating a perfect lust induced harmony as he took one nipple in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it before biting rather harshly.

"Fuck Kurt!"

I reclaimed his lips again with the force of my hand on the back of his neck. He hooked both of his hands behind my bent knees and shuffled me closer into his lap, grinding slightly as he did so.

Where did he learn that move from?Not that I was complaining...like at all.

I needed to feel his chest against mine, without any barriers so before he could protest I lifted the hem of his shirt and roughly yanked it over his head ruffling his soft hair in the process.

I ghosted my hands down his beautiful chest as if I had never seen it before. His beauty was still new to me but it seemed to leave me more breathless than I was in the first place.

Kurt's forceful thrust brought me out of my sweet frame of mind and our chests crashed together as I half collapsed on his lap from the stimulation.

The heat and skin on skin sensation was so powerful, so right, and I wanted more.

His hands moved to my ass and he squeezed gently before rutting us together yet again bringing us even closer.

With the rhythmic way we were moving against one another I knew that I wasn't going to last long and no matter how much I wanted to stay in this position, I wanted to take control. Our lips entwined once more as I reached back and grabbed both of his wrists, bringing his arms above his head on the couch and rising up ever so slightly so our groins weren't completely flush anymore.

"Blaine...god Blaine please..." Wow Kurt begging was so incredibly hot and the look on his face was nothing but pure sex. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were swollen and a luscious pink colour. A think layer of sweat had developed between the two of us and it made his porcelain chest almost glow.

"What love, please what...?" I leaned and licked the shell of his ear teasingly and Kurt growled. He fucking growled!

Before I could even comprehend what happened our positions were switched except we were laying down on the couch now with Kurt over top of me with his hands firmly grasping my wrists instead. Kurt leaned in painfully slowly with the grip on my wrists getting tighter. Ok I have to admit this stronger bolder side of Kurt was a little surprising but not at all unwelcome.

"Don't tease me Blaine." As if to add emphasis to his statement he thrust slowly but with force into me and I couldn't help the loud moan that escaped my lips.

"Uuugh fuck Kurt! Do that again!"

"What...this?, and he did it again but a little faster this time. He let go of my wrists with one hand and used the other to undo his and my belts.

I kissed him again, moaning into him as I could feel his tongue and teeth alternating their assault on my bottom lip.

He managed to undo both of our pants while still using his one hand to hold my wrists above my head. I felt helpless and vulnerable and so fucking turned on that I couldn't stand it.

It was then that he got up suddenly and stood, removing his pants in one quick movement, and I followed suit without even being asked.

Kurt stood there for a moment as I laid back down breathing heavily.

"You're beautiful Blaine." My eyes softened as I looked into his gorgeous cerulean blue eyes, that were completely blown out but there was a sweetness behind them that reminded me that this was Kurt, someone so fragile yet so strong.

He crawled back on top of me with one leg between my thighs and leaned down to kiss me sweetly. It was a far cry from the heat we had been emanating up until now but as I used my hand to cup his cheek I felt the fire rekindle as Kurt plunged his tongue back into my mouth.

I trailed my hands down is soft back, using my nails to lightly dig into the flawless skin undoubtedly leaving marks but Kurt seemed to care less. Quite the opposite actually because he ground down even harsher and started sucking a probably violent hickey on my neck as he did.

Our motions became erratic even in unison as we thrust into one another. Words weren't spoken nor were they needed as I matched his fervour with force of my own. Groins clashing together as the song of mewls, moans and heavy breathing filled the air.

We were so close to one another, only two thin layers of fabric separated us and the friction was unbelievable. I knew I was getting close and from the irregular breathing from Kurt I could tell that he was close too.

"Kurt...mmmphh baby..c-close." His breath hitched as he claimed my mouth again, sloppily but with no less heat than before. "M-me too."

"Let go for me...b-baby let go." I closed my eyes as I started to shake slightly and it was if Kurt was just waiting for me because before I knew it he was shaking, and stuttering violently on top of me coming hard. He stopped breathing while he came and he collapsed his head in the crook of my neck. The feeling of his eventual staggering breath on my neck, knowing I was the cause of this man's euphoria and the feel off Kurt's body convulsing over me sent me over the edge with him.

It was powerful, maybe even more so that anything I had experienced in my life, but it made it all the more special because it was with Kurt. Having Kurt be this open and passionate with me after such a short period of time made me feel even closer to him. I could feel that he was letting himself trust me again and I didn't want to screw this up...not again.

We lay there breathing shortly and heavily, Kurt having not lifted his head from the crook of my neck, as we came down off our respective highs.

He lifted hid head finally but with what seemed to be a lot of effort to look me in the eyes with a slight smile.

"Hi."

I had to chuckle a little at his child-like innocence considering what position we were in right now.

"Hi to you too love. That was...um.."

"Wow?"

"Yeah..wow about covers it. I mean what happened to the innocent Kurt that I thought I knew?" I raised a cheeky eyebrow at him so he'd know I was messing with him...even if the gigantic smile on my face didn't give it away.

"Hmmm well it seems that there are many layers to Kurt Hummel that you have yet to unravel."

His smile was radiant and I forgot the witty retort I was going to say because I was getting lost in his eyes again. I settled for a hopefully charming smile and a gentle kiss to his lips that we both sighed into. I wrapped my arms around the man I loved and stayed there, comfortable to stay wrapped around him forever.

Yep this was the perfect end to a perfect day

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The rest of my blissful weekend with Kurt was wrought with nerves by the end of it all. We had had that one perfect day and subsequent night together wrapped up in one another and the next morning life caught up with us. I had called Mr. Cunningham's office the next day to set up an audition as I was instructed and everything looked promising until it hit me like a ton of bricks. I have a Broadway audition! Holy shit!

I became an over anxious git and it was probably driving Kurt insane because he had enough of his own worries...he was starting school the day after tomorrow which was the same day as my apparent audition.

Kurt had packed up his stuff after having dinner with Jess and I, Jess having returned from her folks that afternoon, and I literally let my head fall to my chest with an exasperated sigh as he left. Was it weird to miss him already? He'd only been gone a minute or two.

I tensed up immediately though knowing that my strength for this audition really did seem to stem from Kurt. Jess tried her best to calm me down and pick a song that would be appropriate, and it worked for the most part, but the foreboding audition itself had me worried still.

What made it worse was that Kurt couldn't be there for it. He had orientation tomorrow and his classes started up on Tuesday morning and he didn't finish until around 4:30. My audition was at 2, so no such luck.

Monday night

I had been up early for my morning shift at the coffee house, and I had decided to work a little extra that afternoon, letting Jay go home from his only shift of the week. I honestly don't know why he still worked there, it's not like he needed the money or if he even liked the job. He said he did it to mingle and be surrounded by free caffeine; if anyone knew him he did not need more caffeine.

Before Jay left he cornered me behind the counter off to the side.

"Blaine?" I looked up to the concerned face of my friend. It weirded me out sometimes when he looked serious; I was always waiting for the bomb to drop.

"Ya Jay, what's up?"

"I dunno, you tell me. What's got you looking like someone just smashed your guitar?" I winced at the thought of that; my guitar was my baby. Jay rested a reassuring hand on my shoulder and it was one of those rare moments that I tried to genuinely smile at Jay, and not because of some random rude comment neither.

"I'm sorry man. It's just this audition thing. I don't know if I can do it."

"WHAT!"

"Shhhh...quiet man I am still working here ya know."

"Sorry man, what? Why can't you do it?"

"I..I just don't think I'm ready for this Jay. I mean I have no experience, I have no redeeming qualities that make me stand out, I'm just your average guy who plays at a coffee shop...why would they even consider me y'know? I shouldn't set myself up for disappointment like this...I shouldn't go."

"Whoa whoa whoa...ok Anderson back it up a bit. You love performing right?"

"Yeah"

"And this has always been your dream right?"

"Um..yeah."

"You've been offered an opportunity to make good on that dream based solely on an impromptu performance in front of someone in the business right?"

"Uh-huh."

*SMACK*

"Ow Jay what the hell!" He had full out slapped the back of my head with an open hand but it was still a pretty forceful smack.

"That's for being an idiot Blaine!"

"You could have just said I was an idiot and not smacked some of my childhood memories away!"

Jay laughed patting my head childishly. All I could do was leer in his direction.

"Aww come on Blainey, are you really that dense? You have an opportunity to shine so bloody well do it. We are all in your corner, including Kurt, hell especially Kurt. Fuck Blaine you have talent...fucking show them! Jeez!"

I sighed and Jay's expression softened again, "Look B, I love ya and I know you would regret not trying. If this year has taught you anything its to never regret something you missed out on...right?"

He grabbed his coat and gave me a knowing look before whispering as he went to walk away, "No regrets?"

"Just love," I responded knowing exactly what he meant.

"That's right Blainey-Bear."

Jay then nodded seeing the information sink into my head, and I couldn't fathom how someone could insult me, praise me and smack me in the span of 2 minutes but still make so much sense.

So I now laid in bed at whatever hour it was now waiting for my nightly call from Kurt. It may be childish but I got really excited when I heard from him. It made me sleep better somehow too.

Ring ring..( right on time love)

"Hello beautiful!" I could hear him giggle on the other end, "Hi Blaine."

"How was your orientation Kurt?"

"Good actually. I got my timetable all memorized and I think I know how to get to most of the classes without a compass or GPS, but I met some of the others in the program and they all seem really nice for the most part. How was your day?"

"Ok for the most part...worked a double to cover for leaving early tomorrow. Got nervous about my audition oh and Jay smacked me!"

"He wha?" even though he tried to hide it I knew that Kurt was laughing in the background.

"It's not funny babe."

"Oh I beg to differ...Jay's like the most non violent persons in existence Blaine. What did you do to piss him off so much?"

"Ummm well let's just say I was down so he smacked it out of me."

Kurt laughed again and it was cut off my a semi-shrill voice interrupting on the other end, "Kurt come on just gimme the phone, no I won't be long just...hey Blaine?"

"Uh yeah?"

"Hi its me Rachel but I'm sure you already guessed that." I let out a sigh because I knew what was coming. The ever present Rachel Berry giving advice on auditions from her extensive experience and blah blah blah...

"I just wanted to say...good luck. You'll do great. Bye Blaine." Then she was gone only to be left with silence on the line before Kurt spoke up again.

"O..k. Blaine?"

I was a little taken back by Rachel's sudden un-Rachelness that I had almost dropped the phone, "Uh yeah Kurt..hi"

"Well that was odd."

"You're telling me, I almost dropped the phone. I was waiting for 'the speech'."

"Ya me too, hence me being very unwilling to hand her the phone. Only Mercy and I have developed an immunity to the speech, you still have virgin ears by comparison babe."

It was his wit and humour that made me forget about the nerves that were building inside me today as we talked for the better part of an hour before we had to say good-bye.

"Alright babe, my first class is at 8 tomorrow morning so I better get ready for bed."

"We still have an hour then Kurt."

"Oh? How do you figure?"

"Unless you're skipping your moisturizing routine again, I would say we have at least 45 minutes until you are ready for bed."

"Well spotted Blaine. But...I had you on speaker for the last half an hour, my routine's done, I'm already in bed honey." Damn, I didn't want to hang up and have all my insecurities wash back over me, I just needed to keep hearing his voice to tell me that everything was going to be okay.

"Oh okay, I guess this is goodnight then."

Kurt yawned over the phone and let out the tiniest but cutest squeak I've ever heard, "Mmm night Blaine, everything will be okay, love you."

"Thanks...I love you too Kurt. Sweet dreams."

As I hung up the phone I came to realize that both of our lives would be changing tomorrow; I just didn't know how much.

Ok I know that was a random chapter but I needed to get some info and informal details in there to build up the story and where it's going. Review my lovelies; they make the next chapter come faster. :D