A/N: :D This scene though...far too sus for it's own good. It had to be written.

Rating: Smut! At the end though.

"How're you feeling?" Kurt asked softly, running his hand through Blaine's messy, frizzy hair.

"Like a pirate." Blaine frowned, winking weirdly with his good eye.

"Are you still on medication?"

Blaine shrugged. "A little. It's wearing off…my eye hurts."

Kurt kissed his forehead, kneeling on the bed and shuffling so he could rest his head on Blaine's chest.

"Can we…swap sides?" Blaine asked after a few moments, sounding upset and embarrassed. "I can't see you."

Kurt gave him a little squeeze of reassurance before crawling over him, unsubtly pausing when he was completely on top of him.

"Kurt…?"

Kurt chuckled a little. "No?"

Blaine pouted. "I can't see properly."

"Then close your…eye…and let me do the work." Kurt purred, inching down his body.

Blaine swallowed hard. "Didn't you say Finn and Rachel would be over soon?"

Kurt petted at his thigh through his pyjama pants. "Do you want this or not?"

"I just don't want to get caught."

"We've got time." Kurt said soothingly, leaning forward to kiss him, swallowing his protests as he pulled Blaine's pants and boxers down over his hips in one quick movement.

"Kurt..." Blaine whined.

"Blaine, hush." Kurt ordered.

When Kurt's lips wrapped around the head of his cock, all thought of protest left Blaine's lips – instead, a moan, his hands resting on Kurt's shoulder. Kurt hummed appreciatively, working his way down and taking the whole of Blaine.

Blaine's knees were jerking – he was trying to keep them still but it wasn't working. Kurt as just so damn good at this. The vibrations from Kurt's throat sent little shivers down his spine.

Blaine whimpered a little as Kurt pulled off. "Feeling better now?"

"So much better if you put your mouth back."

Kurt laughed, returning and opening his throat a little more until he was nuzzling the soft hair at the base of Blaine's cock with his nose.

He gave a little laugh – a really bad idea, when he almost choked, but Blaine didn't seem to mind. He gave a little whine and his hips bucked up. If Kurt didn't get sick before he finished giving this blowjob…well, that would be a great feat in itself.

But his throat was getting sore, so he pulled off slightly to breathe, before sinking back down and paying more attention to the head – swiping his tongue around and adding gentle pressure. Blaine was a whining, stupid mess, and the hands on Kurt's shoulders increased their pressure when Kurt's did.

Finally Kurt had to pull off fully, and climbed up Blaine's body, his hand sliding between them and finding his cock again. He set a rhythmic pace as he captured Blaine's lips, and the lack of enthusiasm from Blaine's mouth let Kurt know that the boy was close.

Kurt gently bit at Blaine's lower lip, giving him a little smile as he quickened the pace, and Blaine came undone beneath him, spilling out over Kurt's hand with a sharp cry.

"Better?" Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, licking along the shell.

"Hmm…" he was dazed and dopey, and Kurt chuckled gently, letting him bask and running a hand through his sex-hair.

The door slamming shut downstairs made both of them freeze, and Kurt remembered Finn and Rachel.

"Fuck…" Blaine whispered, still a little dazed.

Kurt sprang into action, throwing the red quilt over Blaine's lower half – his pants were covered in come – and sprinting to the bathroom. He squirted a handful of gel into his hand, taking the tiniest amount and running it through his own hair in case it got suspicious, before returning to fix Blaine's hair.

The curls were everywhere – it wasn't easy to tame – but finally Kurt got it to resemble something that didn't look like Blaine had been running his hands through to keep from dismembering Kurt's shoulders.

With that settled, he glanced around the room quickly – ignoring Blaine's sleepy, dopey look and planted himself in a couch.

"I want to cuddle." Blaine whined, reaching out for Kurt.

Kurt pulled a magazine, shaking his head.

"Just listen to me, and don't you dare say a word about what just happened." Kurt said softly, opening a magazine to a random page and scanning the articles for something worthwhile.

He heard them coming up the steps and panicked, finding a random page to read as they opened the door.

Blaine just watched him dazedly, a happy smile on his face.

A/N: :)