A/N: Smut!

"I like this park."

So Blaine was drunk.

"Me too."

But so was Kurt, so it was okay.

"It's got happy grass!" Blaine exclaimed happily, promptly throwing himself onto said grass and rolling in it.

Kurt watched him with bright, if not slightly glazed eyes, rolling in the light of the park lamp.

"Hey, come here." He ordered, and Blaine stopped rolling to look up at him confusedly. "Cuddles." Kurt explained, and Blaine's expression cleared.

"Okay." He agreed happily, getting halfway up before falling over again. "Whoops." He muttered, grinning up at Kurt. "I can't get up. You should come down here."

Kurt blinked at him.

"I'll help you up." He promised, and Blaine grinned, holding his hands up.

"Okay!"

Kurt tugged at his arms, and Blaine pulled back, ending up with a lapful of adorably confused Kurt.

"Blaine, why am I on the ground?"

Blaine shrugged, wriggling away from Kurt and commando-crawling in the grass. Kurt stared after him confusedly, crawling after him and landing on his back.

Blaine yelped happily, and Kurt licked his neck.

"Mm. That's nice. Your tongue is warm."

Kurt laughed, biting him and licking the spot soothingly. Blaine whimpered slightly.

"Why did you bite me?" Blaine asked sadly. "I was being good…"

Kurt grinned, wriggling slightly on top of him and biting his neck again, sucking over the spot.

"Mm…what's…" Blaine's eyes widened and he turned over, his hand snaking down between them to palm against the front of Kurt's jeans.

"Wow." Kurt breathed, and Blaine nodded, rubbing over him gently.

"Are we seriously going to do this?" Blaine giggled, rocking against Kurt.

"Why not?" Kurt breathed, his hips bucking slightly.

"We're in a park." He laughed, wiggling side to side and making Kurt gasp.

"It's dark. Screw public places." He giggled, sitting up and pulling Blaine into his lap.

Blaine's legs wrapped around Kurt's hips and they rocked together again – Kurt's lips planting rough kisses over his neck. Blaine was whimpering, his breath increasing and he was keening frantically.

"I love you." Kurt whispered. "God I love you."

Blaine just whined, releasing a low, guttural growl, low in his throat and he closed his eyes.

"OY!"

Kurt and Blaine both froze, shocked almost into sobriety.

"Get out of here!"

It was a security guard, his flashlight shining directly on them.

"Fucking teenagers!" he shouted as Blaine and Kurt scrambled to get up and off each other.

They had a classic 'dear in the headlights' look – pale and scared as he advanced towards them.

"Run." Blaine breathed, and Kurt's eyes widened. "RUN!"

He grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him – hauled him away over the happy grass and through the dark, ignoring the cries of the security guard.

"Oh my god." Kurt breathed, tripping over a stump and sending them both sprawling.

Blaine laughed, giddy and excited as he rolled onto his back. They were submerged completely in darkness – and Kurt's heart was drumming in his throat.

"We almost got arrested for having sex in the park." He hissed.

"Dry humping in the park. In the light of some lamp." Blaine clarified, crawling back over to Kurt and situating himself on top. "And now we're in the dark…and that security guard is gone…so we can continue…"

"Blaine…"

Blaine giggled, kissing him gently.

"Okay."

A/N: Smh.