A/N: It's effing hot. Hot as hot. We've got the door open and the fan on and we're STILL sweating. UUGGHGHHH.

Rating: Smut.

"Blaine...just what is your obsession with confectionary?"

"Shhh..." Blaine said absently, concentrating as he dribbled the chocolate syrup down Kurt's chest.

"Blaine, if you mess up the sheets I swear I'll-mmph!"

Blaine caught Kurt's lips in a hungry kiss, cutting off his threat.

"Shh." He whispered again, pulling back and grinning at Kurt.

"Blaine..."

"No. Stop talking." Blaine ordered, shifting down the bed and eyeing Kurt's chest speculatively.

"Blaine!" Kurt tried again and Blaine pulled his head back to glare at him.

"Kurt, I swear if you try and talk again, I'm going to use the ball-gag. Now. Shut. Up."

Kurt's eyes widened and he snapped his mouth shut.

Smirking, Blaine bent his head over Kurt and licked a long line up his chest, chasing the chocolate syrup.

Kurt's eyes snapped shut, letting a a small moan escape his lips.

Blaine's breath gysted over the wet line as he laughed, making Kurt shiver.

"B-Blaine..." Kurt tried again, and Blaine pouted against his chest.

"Why won't you let me enjoy this?"

"Because it's gross." Kurt whined, shuddering slightly as Blaine's teeth scraped against his skin gently.

"No, it's fun." Blaine corrected, blowing across the wet stripe on Kurt's chest again.

Kurt sighed gently and his hand trailed down Blaine's body, reaching for his pants.

"At least let me give you something in return."

Blaine grinned, arching his hips to give Kurt better access.

"I love your new boxers, by the way."

Blaine laughed, pouring more syrup over his nipples, grinning as Kurt squirmed. "It's because of the cock-slip, isn't it?"

Kurt laughed, expertly undoing the button and slipping his hand inside. "Yep."

Blaine gave a little moan as Kurt's hand closed over his cock. Blaine tried – he really did – to continue licking along the trail of syrup, but it was no good. More than twice he ended up licking off-course and barely remembering to swallow as Kurt's hand pumped at a steady pace.

Finally, Blaine focused, wrapping a hand around Kurt's wrist.

"Stop. Please." He groaned and Kurt pulled his hand away, smirking.

"Why?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow at the expression on Blaine's face.

"You know why." Blaine murmured, resting his forehead against Kurt's chest as he tried to calm down.

"I could always..." Kurt trailed off suggestively and Blaine raised his head to glare at him.

"Do I have to restrain you?"

Kurt licked his lips. "Please do." He purred.

Blaine shook his head. He wouldn't give Kurt the satisfaction by tying him up. He couldn't.

"Let me just go back to licking you."

Kurt sighed. "Can I get a book or something...?"

Blaine frowned. "You're not enjoying this?"

Kurt ran a gently hand down his face. "I am...it's just..."

"What?"

"I kind of want to come tonight...and there are far easier ways to do that."

Blaine frowned. "Who says you're coming tonight?"

"Me?"

Blaine rummaged around on the desk, a smirk playing on his lips as he located the whipped cream.

"I make the rules tonight."

A/N: This is one of the ones I started about ten minutes before I had to start work - one of three or four ^^ -is proud-