boys, boys, boys

t h r e e

3

Blaine yet again messed with his hair, staring into the handheld mirror he had. They were supposed to be at the gay bar in twenty minutes, yet Blaine still wasn't sure he looked his best. Normally he didn't care so much about his appearance, but this was different. He had to look amazing so Sebastian looked like crap in comparison.

Kurt sighed yet again, annoyed at Blaine for not being done yet. Yes, for the first time in the history of forever Kurt Hummel was finished getting ready before Blaine Anderson. He was now lying on Blaine's body, his head on his boyfriend's leg, waiting for the dapper boy to finally deem himself ready. He moved his fingers to Blaine's exposed ankle and begun to idly draw patterns on the skin.

Blaine jumped an inch off the bed, nearly dislodging Kurt from his comfortable position. "Kurt, stop that." Blaine reprimanded before turning his attention back to the mirror.

Smirking evilly, Kurt continued his ministrations and felt Blaine shiver before he finally put down the mirror and regarded Kurt who gave him an innocent look. "Kurt, I told you to stop."

"I know," said Kurt, still smiling. He sat up so he was straddling Blaine and leaned forward till his face was inches from Blaine's. "But I like your ankles. And guess what?" Kurt was now whispering in his ear.

"What?" Blaine asked quietly, loving the feeling of Kurt's hot breath against the side of his face.

"Sebastian doesn't show his ankles." Kurt giggled, kissing Blaine's temple.

Blaine rolled his eyes. Kurt had kept bringing up the whole jealously thing all day because apparently he thought it was funny. In the morning while Kurt had rubbed lotion after lotion onto Blaine's face he had commented that Blaine clearly had much better skin than Sebastian. At the mall when Blaine had brought a new bowtie Kurt said that Sebastian could never pull them off like Blaine does. And at the coffee shop, when Blaine had brought back their coffees, Kurt mentioned that Sebastian didn't know his coffee order. This cheered Blaine up because Kurt thought knowing coffee orders was one of the most romantic things ever.

Although, Blaine didn't find the whole situation as funny as Kurt. While Kurt thought the whole Sebastian thing was no big deal, it was to Blaine. Because he had seen Sebastian's eyes when he looked at Kurt. He had stared at Kurt with that look that totally screamed, "I want to see you naked."

Blaine was totally not cool with that. Kurt was so sweet and innocent. He wouldn't have noticed. Sebastian wasn't the kind of guy who wanted to be Kurt's boyfriend. He just wanted to have sex with him and then leave beautiful, delicate Kurt heart broken. Blaine couldn't let that happen. Kurt was his boyfriend and he wanted to be Kurt's first and only. When Kurt was ready, of course. When that time came they would make love. Blaine would pleasure Kurt and make sure he was comfortable and happy. He would whisper "I love you," into Kurt's ear, and give him gentle touches and butterfly kisses until Kurt wanted more.

Sebastian wouldn't do that. He would pleasure himself and use Kurt's body until he was satisfied. Blaine couldn't let that happen to his precious little Kurt. If the blond haired boy thought of laying a single finger on Kurt, Blaine would probably snap. Sebastian didn't deserve Kurt. He didn't deserve to feel Kurt's soft, plump lips on his own. He didn't deserve to hear Kurt laugh. He didn't even deserve to look at Kurt. Not with the thoughts Blaine knew the Warbler had his head.

Thinking of Sebastian made the jealously flare up again. Blaine changed their positions so that he was on top of Kurt, smiling down at his boyfriend. Blaine leaned down and kissed Kurt. He moaned, tasting strawberry lip gloss. Kurt loved to make his lips shine. And Blaine loved it too. But not tonight. Sebastian didn't need another reason to stare at Kurt's lips. Nor did any other guy at the bar.