A/N: Wow. This audience is stretched really far around the world. It's so cool. One day we should just...pick a state and meet up in it. Although I am travelling next year, so if 'Collection of Klaine' is still happening by then (it fucking better be) I might even get the chance to meet up with you and we can collab and squee over Glee and yeah. This is wishful thinking on my part.

Spoilers for 'On My Way'. So this has been going around and around in my head ever since the episode aired and Kurt and Blaine weren't in the final number - 'Here's To Us' (neither were Sam and Puck but shhh) and so this is what happened. :I

Rating: Smut...not much, but smut.

"Kurt, where are we going?" Blaine asked, confused as Kurt grabbed his hand and started dragging him through the hallways.

"This way."

"But... We're still supposed to sing another song..?"

"Like they'll even miss us. It's Rachel's song, and all we're doing is singing back up from a balcony. It's corny, and they don't need us."

"Kurt..."

"Blaine, do you want to embarrass yourself in front of everyone, or do you want to come make out with me in a closet?" Kurt asked, pausing so he could turn around and raise an eyebrow at his boyfriend.

Blaine's eyes widened slightly and he grinned at Kurt.

"Make out in a closet. Definitely."

"Good." Kurt smirked, checking to make sure no one was coming before pulling Blaine into the closet after him. "We have about ten minutes before they realise we're missing." Blaine smirked against Kurt's lips.

"Easy." He replied, grabbing at Kurt's arse and pulling their hips together. "You have no idea how good you look in black."

Kurt laughed breathlessly, shamelessly rutting against Blaine's thigh. "If it's anywhere close to how you look..."

"Fuck, the costumes..." Blaine murmured.

"Exactly." Kurt breathed. "Fuck the costumes." He was already inching Blaine's suspenders down.

"Hey." Blaine frowned, stopping him with a kiss. "Are we really doing this at school? In a closet?"

Kurt glanced around – the cleaning equipment smirked back at them, and he snorted with laughter.

"Okay…maybe not. But…" he dropped to his knees. "At least this?"

Blaine hesitated.

"It's not like we have to sing anymore today." Kurt murmured, his fingers slipping inside the waistband of Blaine's pants.

Blaine was still hesitating.

"Kurrttt…" he whined, and Kurt let out a low moan. He liked his name like that – long and drawn out as Blaine half-pleaded and half-persisted. "Fine."

Kurt grinned, unhooking his suspenders and pulling his pants down to his knees. Blaine grinned down at him nervously, his eyes flicking to the door, before flicking back to Kurt.

"Relax." Kurt whispered. "Nobody is going to catch us."

Blaine nodded, still nervously watching as Kurt hungrily eyed his cock, hard and flushed against his stomach.

"I love you." Kurt whispered, tracing a gentle finger down his pale thigh. "I love that we can do this."

Blaine chuckled. "What? Missing out on the last song of Regionals just so you can satisfy the horny demon inside-nnngh!"

Kurt cut off his sentence by taking Blaine's cock all at once, his nose buried in Blaine's soft hair before pulling back off completely.

"It's not just me." Kurt grinned at Blaine's dazed expression, noticing the trembling of his legs.

"Mm…the horny demon inside of us…" Blaine whispered, and Kurt responded with a quick kiss to the head of his cock, grinning slyly.

But then he began teasing, and it was a little too much. For half an hour, Blaine had nervously paced around the dressing room, before the competition. He always got nervous, but as soon as the lights went up and they were on stage, he was fine. It was intoxicating - the way the audience made him feel so completely at peace with himself…

And he also got a kick out of it. Everyone watching him…

And so now he was a little bit desperate, and teasing just wasn't going to cut it.

"I don't wish to rush you." Blaine whispered to Kurt, who was now happily lapping at the head. "But we only have five minutes."

Kurt frowned. "Do you want to come or not?"

Blaine paused. "Actually…standing and waiting for the results in come-soaked pants doesn't actually sound that appealing."

Kurt hesitated. He could see Blaine's point…and it would take him at least another couple of minutes to get him to come.

"Ugh. Fucking timing." Kurt hissed, kissing Blaine's cock once more before easing his pants back over his hips. "You're mine after the competition though. Deal?"

Blaine sighed, relieved. "Deal. Same closet?"

Kurt nodded. "Same closet."

^.^

"Looking good Fabray!" Blaine called, a smug grin on his face as he walked hand in hand with Kurt, rounding the corner to their closet.

A/N: Yeah. So that was happening :) Some people have been asking me whether I'll write about Cooper or Sebastian at all. (Together sounds interesting...) and it's all about story ideas. If it happens, it happens. Which is probably will, because now I've got weird vibes about Sebastian falling for Cooper... oh dear...oh god. Brb. :D