Remember what rating this is? M? Good. Just checking. (What you guys talking about? I don't only put these when there's smut! You're crazy)

"Deer? Really? What is this? Twilight?"

Stefan sighed and shook his head, smiling a little.

"It's better than killing people." He said, eyeing the deer a few meters away. Kurt pulled a face.

"I haven't killed anyone." Stefan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him knowingly. "Alaric doesn't count!" Kurt said defensively and crossed his arms.

"But sometimes you can slip up, Kurt. And I'm just trying to show you there are more options." He placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder, making him relax slightly.

"Wouldn't there be consequences?" He asked, his own eyes falling upon the female deer.

"What do you mean?"

"Like, would I be weaker or something?" Kurt looked over at Stefan.

"Yeah. You won't be as strong or fast. And people would be able to break out of your compulsion. But then if you taste the smallest bit of human blood, it's harder to stop yourself. I could tell you about the times i went off the rails, but I don't like to dwell to much on the past. Especially since I was a dick." He shrugged. "Are you going to try or not?"

There was a short silence in which Kurt continued to gaze upon the animal that was still just standing there. He could do this, and save himself from the guilt after feeding on a human, or he could learn how to control his thirst properly. That would the people close to him would be at less of a risk. He just wanted to learn to control it fast, so he could go back to Blaine. He didn't want him to be in danger.

"No." Stefan looked shocked at his choice. "I want to control my thirst properly. I don't want to slip up and end up putting the ones who I love in danger. I want to be able to stop myself if I do. I refuse to hurt my friends. Or my family."

And without another word, Kurt turned and started to run back to the house. Stefan watched after him, thinking that he had made the right choice.

"BLAINE! HOW'D YOU DO THAT!"

Puck's yell was pretty loud, and it woke up Finn who'd been dozing in the corner waiting for his turn.

"Wad apunned?" His head snapped up and he was blinking rapidly.

"Blaine just killed Puck five times in a row without dying." Mike said from where he sat, not taking his eyes off the screen. Finn spluttered and he blundered over curiously.

"B-but... Puck's like the best player... ever! And Blaine is-" Blaine looked up with a raised eyebrow, daring Finn to stereotype him. "Er..."

"Gay?" Blaine offered. Finn frowned at him. "Doesn't mean I don't know how to play. Kurt's better than me actually." Every pair of eyes landed on Blaine, their game forgotten. Blaine ignored them and took the chance to kill Puck again. No one cared though.

"Kurt? Really?" Puck asked, inching closer. Blaine eyed him warily and placed down his controller. "You got Hummel to play COD?" Blaine nodded, still slightly confused.

"And he's better than you!" Sam asked, wide eyed. Blaine sighed.

"You guys shouldn't underestimate him. Either of us actually. We may be gay, but that doesn't mean we're not guys." Puck smiled slyly.

"You know what else guys like to do?" Puck asked, a knowing smile plastered on his face. Blaine's eyes narrowed, confused.

"What, Puck?" He asked, shifting into a more comfortable position.

"Have sex." Blaine felt the blood rush to his cheeks as he blushed. Once Finn saw this he immediately yelled, which was completely unnecessary as no one else was talking.

"I'm going to get more snacks!"

He then abruptly left the room, leaving everyone else to look at the coffee table, which was covered in snacks they hadn't yet eaten. Puck shrugged and returned his gaze to Blaine.

"So is he good?"

Blaine blinked. And then tried to shuffle across the floor slowly, pretending he didn't know he was doing it.

"I don't think Kurt would let me talk ab-"

"SO YOU HAVE!" Puck yelled, laughing.

"I'm uncomfortable with thi-"

"Oh shut up and give us the deets man. Who bottoms and who tops?" Puck asked smiling.

"Kurt would kill me if I told yo-"

"Stop being whipped and tell us!" Mike said, setting down his own controller.

"I'm not whipped!" Blaine said defensively. He then continued to eye all of them. Puck, Mike, Rory, Sam, Artie and Matt were all watching him curiously. "You know, for six straight guys, you seem incredibly interested in a gay's sex life..."

"Just tell us, dude." Puck said, still smiling.

"We swap." Blaine said without thinking. His hand flew to his mouth as the other guys started laughing.

"I'm confused. You said you were a virgin when we were practicing for West Side Story. When did you two do it?"

"Opening night." Blaine mentally slapped himself for not thinking before he speaks. If Kurt found out he was telling these guys stuff about their sex life... Blaine shuddered at the thought of what Kurt might do.

"Get some!" Puck said, clapping him on the back. Blaine gave him an odd look before shuffling away a bit more.

"Why do you guys even want to kno-"

"Does Hummel have any kinks?"

"W-what!" Blaine spluttered. He was getting extremely uncomfortable with this topic of conversation and he was wishing he could run out like Finn did.

"You know! Like bondage, gagging, S&M, spanking...?" Puck was still grinning and Blaine wished even more he'd just disappear.

"What about biting?"

Everyone turned to Matt, who had mainly stayed silent like Rory. Matt shrugged under their confused looks.

"It's hot..." Everyone else turned back to Blaine, but Blaine saw something else in his eyes. Like Matt knew something they didn't...

"Blaine!" Blaine's attention swerved back to Puck. "So does he?"

"If you guys are just going to keep asking me about mine and Kurt's sex life, I will leave." Blaine said seriously.

"But this is what guys talk about, dude! We want to know how good Hummel is at sex." Puck was still smiling and Blaine just shook his head. He then felt a buzz from his pocket and took out his phone to see a new text.

From: Kurt XX

Finn just texted me. You better not be telling those guys about me and you having sex. If you are, when I get better I won't be giving you any more blowjobs. Love You! xx

Blaine groaned and let his face fall against his phone.

"So... Tell us Blainey!" Puck said, sliding closer to Blaine again.

"I can't." He said, his voice slightly muffled. He was actually sort of glad that Kurt had given him an excuse not to tell them. Not that he was going to let them know that... Well he wasn't, but he phone was suddenly forcefully stolen from his hands. His hand snapped up and his eyes focused on Matt, who had took it. He tried to get it back, but Matt grabbed his shoulder and held him at arms distance with a hell of a lot more strength that Blaine thought he had.

"Oooh, Blaine, We wouldn't want to stop that now, would we?" He said laughing. The other boys started to ask him what he was talking about, so he started reading the text aloud. Blaine gave up when Matt got to the blowjob line, his head hung in defeat. The other boys were laughing their heads off while Blaine snatched his phone back and went to sit on the couch, glaring at whoever dared to look at him. Finn walked back in then.

"Hey, what's so funny?" He had come in empty handed, which kind of made his 'I'm getting snacks' line pointless.

"Blaine won't tell us anything because if he does, he'll be denied blowjobs." Finn's jaw fell open. He then visibly shuddered.

"Guys. Kurt's my brother, can we please stop talking about this?" He sat down on the opposite end of the couch, away from Blaine.

After a while, the boys went back to playing their games. Blaine sighed and ignored the looks he was getting from all them. He turned to his phone so he could text Kurt.

To: Kurt XX

Thank you, Kurt. I will now be eternally laughed at. They happened to read that text after stealing my phone. I will die of embarrassment tonight. Plus the fact I'll get no more blowjobs. :(

His reply was quick, and Blaine wasn't even expected one, so he smiled.

From: Kurt XX

Stop being so dramatic. They'll get over it. And like I'll actually stop giving you blowjobs. I LOVE sucking your cock.

Blaine felt his jeans tightened as the image formed in his mind. Kurt on his knees, sucking his cock eagerly. Blaine bit his lip to stop himself from moaning as he text Kurt back.

To: Kurt XX

THOSE IMAGES KURT! Thank you for making me pop a boner in the middle of guys night. If they see it... damn I don't even want to know.

Blaine shifted in his spot on the couch, causing Finn to glance over for a second, before returning back to the game.

From: Kurt XX

Then get a room!

Blaine looked at his phone, shocked.

To: Kurt XX

Are you telling me to jack myself off in Puck's HOUSE? This is not like you Kurt.

From: Kurt XX

Yes. I figured that because I'm sick, you haven't been getting any. And those boys are so annoying. You must want some relief...I can help you through it?

To: Kurt XX

Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?

From: Kurt XX

You think your funny, don't you Anderson? Well if you don't want my help I'll guess I'll just go to sleep :)

To: Kurt XX

NOOOOOOOOOOOO! But seriously, why are you acting like this.

From: Kurt XX

Because I want you moaning beneath me like a whore.

Blaine sucked in a breath to stop himself from emitting a loud moan. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to make his erection go away, but it wouldn't. So he stood, hiding his hard on so no one would see it.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He said. They barely noticed. Except for Puck, who grinned without taking his eyes off the screen, and Matt, who looked over and eyed him knowingly. He rushed out of the room, running through the halls to find Puck's bathroom. Once inside, he sat on the closed toilet seat, and took his phone back out.

To: Kurt XX

OK! I'm alone! Pleaaase do something!

While he waited for a reply, he undid he jeans and slid them down, palming himself through his boxers, pressing only lightly.

From: Kurt XX

I thought you didn't want to jack off in Puck's house?

Blaine groaned quietly and pressed down a little harder as he replied with one hand.

To: Kurt XX

Kurt Dontbe meaan pleaase

From: Kurt XX

Well, seeing as you're begging and your lack of punctuation obviously means you have your hand on your cock, i guess I could help out.

Blaine breathed out slowly, digging the heel of his hand onto his dick.

From: Kurt XX

Well, If i was there I would slowly kiss my way down your body.

Blaine shoved down his boxers.

I would lick every inch of you. Before finally kneeling, your big, hard, cock right in front of my face.

Blaine groaned and lightly began tracing his cock with his fingers.

I'd tease you first. And you'd beg for it. You'd beg like a little slut.

Blaine let out a quiet whimper, knowing he had to be silent. He gripped his phone tighter in his hand and let his other slip below his dick, and alllowed himself to fondle his balls. He groaned and stared at his phone, waiting for the next text.

I'll lick the tip, tasting you.

Blaine's hard moved to the head of his cock. He rubbed his thumb over slit, spreading the pre-come as he let out another quiet groan.

Then I'd slowly take you in my mouth, letting my tongue lick you.

Blaine gripped himself, gently at first. He bit his lip to stop himself from moaning.

I'd suck you. I'd started moving. Letting your thick cock slide in and out of my mouth.

Kurt's name fell from his lips as he gripped tighter and started to move his hand up and down, moaning quietly.

I'd take you all the way. You'd hit the back of my throat. And i'd suck you harder.

Blaine's hips bucked up into his hand and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He only had enough sense to text Kurt back with one simple word.

To: Kurt XX

Close

The reply was sent quickly.

From: Kurt XX

Fuck. Come Blaine. Come for me.

Blaine's eyes squeezed shut as he started to come, releasing all over his hand. He stroked himself through his high, muttering Kurt's name as he did so.

He was panting hard as he reached over to grab some tissue. He cleaned his hand and sensitive dick before standing and throwing the tissue in the bin. He then pulled up his boxers and jeans and zipped them up, before he finally sent a text back to Kurt.

To: Kurt XX

Fuck, Kurt. That was so hot. I can't wait to see you, baby. I hope you get better soon. :(

From: Kurt XX

Glad to be of service. I can't wait to see you either! I don't know how long i'll be sick for. It really sucks.

To: Kurt XX

I miss you.

From: Kurt XX

I would text you saying 'Really? It's only been two days?', but I miss you too so I can't.

To: Kurt XX

I love you. xxxx

From: Kurt XX

I love you too... always will xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Blaine thought Kurt might have went a little over board with the kisses, but it still made him smile as he walked out of the bathroom. He shoved his phone back into his pocket as he made his way to the room of loud teens. Except they weren't being loud. And none of them were looking at the TV. The were all watching the door as Blaine came in. A few of them bore mischievous smiles while others looked horrified (mainly Finn).

Maybe Blaine was a little than he though he'd been...

Shit.

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So i was going to write more, but it took me so long to write this and it wrote itself.

Seriously, i never meant to write the smut. And i can't write it, so it sucked.

but instead of Jeremy and Elena spying on Blaine and Sebastian, you get Kurt Sexting Blaine and Blaine jacking off in Puck's bathroom... is that okay?

And sorry for not updating as often as i used to. I did say I would focus more on Tormented, and I had a brainstorm for that so obviously i'm going git there and write for that.

Hope you like this chapter guys!

DemitriMP - Halfway through Dalton? Really? I haven't got round to reading it myself but apparently it's a quality story. You're crazy to ditch that for my stuff.:)

OH AND GUYS, I'm looking for a beta, PM me or review if you want to help out.;) (It would good if you read Tormented too, because I know i sometimes do grammar mistakes)

Less Than Three! xxx