What's this? What's this? It's something very strange...

So, first thing's first; I AM SO SORRY. I keep doing this to you guys, and it's really not cool. I'm gonna try and get the next chapter up in less than a month this time! I'm really sorry. I've just had trouble deciding how I wanted this chapter to go, and then school and stuff kind of took over my life... But it's done now! :D Enjoy! x


Shelby was thrilled to hear Kurt's news, to say the least. In fact, she was so ecstatic that she jumped up from her chair, half ran-half tottered over to Kurt in her stiletto heels and threw her arms around his shoulders, squealing excitedly the whole time. She then stepped back and took both of his hands in hers, her grip tightening at a worrying rate as she began to babble excitedly to Kurt about 'how good this will be for the students, to be taught by real actors from Broadway' and 'how adorable it will be' to see Kurt and his boyfriend working together. Kurt stood and just listened to her enthusiastic rambling, not having much choice as she was talking too fast for him to even get a word in edgeways, until she seemingly ran out of breath and calmed herself down. Her grip on his arms released and she perched herself on her desk, smiling at Kurt sweetly as she spoke.

"Thank you, Kurt, for doing this for me- for the school," she said. "I can't believe I'm going to have Broadway actors teaching my students! And the cast of West Side Story at that!"

"Well, they haven't said 'yes', yet," Kurt reminded her, feeling his nerves building; if Shelby was this excited just at the prospect of the cast coming to NYADA, what would she do if they did actually agree to teach? And what would he do if they said no?

Shelby's expression dropped slightly. "I know," she admitted, before her grin reappeared and she flapped her hands excitedly for a brief moment before bringing them back down to sit neatly in her lap. "I'm sorry," she pardoned herself, blushing and clearing her throat, "I'm a big fan of that show, you see, so even the possibility that the actors will be in my school is so exciting! They're an amazing group of actors." Kurt nodded in understanding, matching his boss' smile.

"They are a wonderful group of people," Kurt agreed with a knowledgeable nod of his head, and Shelby smiled, feeling her excitement building again. Kurt glanced at the clock and, seeing it was almost lunchtime, excused himself from Shelby's company. She thanked him one more time and let him go, waiting until he had gone and her door was once again shut before skipping back around behind her desk and dropping back into her chair, her momentum causing it to spin around. She attempted to refrain from kicking her feet happily as she span, but failed. When her chair finally came to a stop, she put her feet firmly back on the floor and straightened out her plum-purple tube dress, but the smile on her face remained.


Kurt was sat up in bed by the time Blaine got home that night, the duvet covering his knees where they were tucked up under his chin, his eyes glued to the page of the book he was reading. Blaine did his usual routine; took of his shoes and coat at the door, put his keys in the small bowl near the front door and put his bag down next to his shoes. He walked into the bedroom, sighing contentedly as he felt his feet relaxing now that they had been freed from their leather encasements, and smiled when he saw Kurt tucked up in bed. He leapt onto the bed, making Kurt squeal in surprise, and managed to get his lips to Kurt's before his boyfriend could protest any further.

Blaine knew that, no matter how many times he felt Kurt's lips on his, no matter how many times he felt the electricity flow between them, kissing Kurt would always give him the same tummy-flipping butterflies as it had the very first time. Their lips melded together perfectly, moving together in synchronised unity and sweet familiarity as Blaine tilted his head just slightly this way and Kurt matched the angle that way. The hand that was holding Kurt's book fell limply to one side when Blaine's fingers brushed through his hair, coming down to follow his jawline in one smooth motion. When Blaine's fingers came close to their connected mouths, the actor pulled away just far enough to rest their foreheads together, Kurt letting out a small whimper in protest.

"Hi," Blaine whispered, looking up through his lashes at Kurt whose eyes had still been closed as he recovered from the surprise kiss until Blaine spoke, at which point his eyes snapped open and cerulean-blue met honeyed-brown.

"Hey," he whispered back, the corners of his lips turning up into a beautiful smile that gave Blaine no option but to mirror it.

"How was your day?" Blaine asked, placing a peck to Kurt's lips before sitting back on the bed and getting comfortable next to him, his hand subconsciously finding Kurt's and their fingers immediately entwining.

"It was pretty good," Kurt smiled, putting his book on the bedside table and snuggling down into bed without letting go of Blaine's hand. "Shelby was absolutely thrilled to hear about the cast- did you ask them?"

"I did," Blaine grinned, Kurt's eyes lighting up already before Blaine had the chance to tell him the good news, "and they'd all love to come and teach at NYA-" Blaine's last word was swallowed by Kurt, who, in his excitement, had attacked Blaine's mouth with his own. Blaine chuckled into the kiss, but it melted into a moan as he felt Kurt straddle his hips, his free hand trailing down from Blaine's shoulder down to his waist.

"Thank you," Kurt breathed, a wide grin spreading on his lips. He dipped his head back down to join their lips together once more, their tongues entwining, causing small sparks of passion to ignite across every inch of skin on both of their bodies.

"No problem," Blaine managed to get out, a little breathlessly, when their mouths parted for a long enough period of time that allowed him to do so. Soon they were connected again in a passionate embrace, hands gently pulling t shirt hems and pyjama bottom waistbands. Small moans of appreciation began to escape their throats as Blaine's hands found the swell of Kurt's ass and Kurt's hand found its way into Blaine's curls whilst the other supported him on the bed. Since their first date a few weeks beforehand they'd had make-out sessions such as this, always reigning themselves in and cooling off before they went any further- Kurt was tentative about pushing Blaine too far too soon and Blaine had still been getting over the disbelief that the body under his fingertips was the one he'd craved for, for so long. He also didn't want to ruin it by rushing into it; he wanted to treat his first time with Kurt in the same way he'd treated his first time altogether: he wanted it to be amazing for the both of them, and he wanted it to mean more than just sex. He'd just been waiting for what he felt was the right time. "Kurt," he managed to get out as a steady rhythm of thrusting started to develop between their hips, "Kurt, I-" Pulling himself away from where he'd been sucking on the pressure point on Blaine's neck, Kurt brought his eyes to meet Blaine's. As soon as they locked, Kurt's eyes widened and a flash of panic crossed over his features.

"Oh God," Kurt breathed, sitting up slightly, "I'm so sorry, Blaine. I just- I guess I just got carried away-"

"Kurt-"

"No, Blaine, I'm so sorry," Kurt sat up properly and removed himself from Blaine, sitting on the bed next to him and taking a deep breath, his eyes on the duvet, "I should ask you if you're okay before doing anythi-" Blaine sat up and kissed his boyfriend mid-sentence, cutting him off. He pulled away to see Kurt's eyes wide in surprise and just a little bit of shock, before a small smile tugged at the corners of Kurt's reddened lips.

"Kurt, I wasn't going to tell you to stop," Blaine told him, his tone calm and gentle despite the anticipation bubbling underneath his skin. Like a cartoon, Kurt's eyes widened so far that Blaine briefly thought they might fall out of his head. He stared at his boyfriend, it clear by the look on his face that he was still deciding which emotion to go with.

"Y-you weren't?"

"Nope," Blaine grinned, his hand slowly travelling up Kurt's thigh until his hand was near Kurt's hip. He leant in closer, bringing his mouth right next to Kurt's ear as he whispered, "I was going to tell you that I'm ready." He felt Kurt shiver beneath him and grinned before ghosting his lips over Kurt's neck just below his ear, making Kurt shiver again. The thin fabric of Kurt's pyjama bottoms did nothing to hide his now-growing erection and Blaine sat back in time to see Kurt's reaction as his hand ghosted over it. Kurt's eyes shut tight, his mouth falling open as a gasp escaped his lips and his hands fisted the bed sheets.

"A-are you- are you s-sure?" Kurt asked with shaking breath, trying his best to keep himself from giving into Blaine's touch before he knew that Blaine was truly ready; as much as he wanted to feel Blaine's body moving against his, his boyfriend's comfort still came above his own release.

"I'm sure," Blaine affirmed, marvelling at how just a few light touches could pull apart Kurt's calm and collected exterior as he trailed his fingertips along the waistband of Kurt's pyjama bottoms, every now and again allowing his fingers to 'slip' and brush against Kurt's skin. "I've been noticing you more, lately," Blaine informed him, his fingers skating across the skin of Kurt's stomach below the waistband. He saw a flicker of confusion pass over Kurt's features; they lived together, what on earth did Blaine mean that he's been 'noticing Kurt more lately' mean? They saw each other every day, had at least one texting conversation a day and spent every night tucked up together in Kurt's bed; Blaine definitely noticed Kurt in his life. "It's just the little things," Blaine continued. "Like the way your hips sway a little as you walk, how you bite your bottom lip when you're concentrating on something…" Blaine let his touch dip just a fraction lower, watching with fascination as Kurt began to writhe a little beneath him, hunting down the contact he so desperately needed. Blaine brought his lips closer to Kurt's ear, his breath hot and heavy as he spoke in a sinfully low whisper. "The way you taste when you kiss me… mmm, it does things to me, Kurt. You do things to me. There are moments when I just look at you and I have the overwhelming urge to just… rip your clothes up and take you then and there." Kurt let out a loud whine that was incredibly close to a sob and his knuckles went white with how hard he was gripping the bed sheets. Blaine brought his other hand to join in the action, holding Kurt's hips in place and slipping them below Kurt's pyjama bottoms, revelling in the skin-on-skin contact between his hands and Kurt's body. "And all this time, I've been keeping myself from all of that," he said, swallowing thickly, his eyes fixated on Kurt' hips that were still trying to rock slowly under his hands, "because I wanted our first time to be special." Kurt stilled beneath him and Blaine raised his eyes to meet Kurt's. "I didn't want you to think that I was sleeping with you because I'd just broken up with someone. I wanted to prove to you first that I love you. This isn't just sex to me, Kurt. Anything with you isn't ever 'just' whatever it is. I feel this… connection with you, like my soul has been calling out for you all this time and now that I've finally found you again I just-"

"Hey, sshh," Kurt soothed, releasing his hold on the bed linen to wipe away a tear that Blaine hadn't realised had fallen with his thumb. His hand remained cupping Blaine's cheek as he leant in to bring their lips together. When they finally sat back, Kurt stared right into Blaine's eyes and whispered, "I feel it too. The connection. I feel it too. And I love you, too. So much." He punctuated his speech with another kiss that started as a simple, affectionate peck but soon evolved into something much more. Their lips parted and their tongues met, soft moans starting to infiltrate the otherwise silent apartment. Hands travelled over torsos, down thighs, into hair. Kurt pulled Blaine down on top of him, neither of them particularly caring that their heads were at the opposite end of the bed to the pillows.


Second thing's second; I'm not going to have any actual smut in this story. I'll do the touching and the kissing and what have you that comes before hand, but I'm not going to include the actual sex. I just can't do it. I'm not comfortable writing it, and I don't want to force it because there's a very good chance that doing that could result in some very badly written smut. And who wants that? :)

So yeah, just thought I'd let you guys know that now.

Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter, and hopefully you'll have another one to enjoy soon! Let me know what you thought of this chapter :)

xx