Some Place only We Know Part 6
Title: Some place only we know part 6
Author: Angela aka KneadyRN
Rating: NC-17 for sexual situations
Summary: It's been 10 years since Blaine and Kurt last saw each other, but after meeting up again, the flame has reignited and the boys are back together, or are they? Blaine's in New York, Kurt's in Chicago, it's proving to be quite the challenge.
In this segment- exciting news for Blaine in more ways than one.
Sorry for the delay posting. I had to make a little trip to the UK to see my favorite gay - John Barrowman. So worth it!
Lunch went remarkably well. They enjoyed some Chicago-style pizza and conversation about the happenings in Lima. Burt told them all how Rachel was driving everyone nuts with getting ready for the baby, how Sue Sylvester finally retired and how Mr. Schuster was now vice principal of the high school.
Blaine regaled them with tales of his exploits on the Broadway stage and all of the juicy gossip in New York. A good time was had by all.
A few hours later, as Burt dropped them off, he pulled Blaine to the side, he still had a few things he wanted to say to him before he left.
“He loves you. Be good to him.” Burt looked squarely at Blaine.
“I will. I swear to you. I’m going to do everything I can to make him happy. I won’t let you down.” Burt nodded slowly.
“You better.” He extended his hand and Blaine shook it vigorously. “And . . .” he whispered into Blaine’s ear, “When you’re ready to make Kurt an honest man, let me know. I’ve got something for you.” Blaine’s eyes misted over as he took in the words. He was dumbstruck. The only thing he could think to do was to pull Burt into a tight embrace.
Kurt stood there quietly watching them, his heart filling with joy. “Is this a private party or can anyone join?” He teased as he wrapped his arms around the both of them.
After Burt left, Blaine and Kurt sat quietly on the sofa, their arms wrapped around each other.
“That went well.” Kurt said as he kissed Blaine’s temple. Blaine nodded. “Everything’s going to be okay,”
“Now all we have to do is get in the same city.” Blaine added. Kurt frowned immediately.
“Let’s not talk about that now.” He pulled Blaine tighter against him. “Let’s talk about something else.”
“Let’s not talk at all.” Blaine said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
A few weeks later, Kurt was up at the crack of dawn. The Tony announcements were due soon and he just knew it in his gut that Blaine was going to be nominated. He smiled as he remembered the past few weeks. It had been all he could do to let Blaine go after their glorious weekend, but they swore that they would be seeing each other soon. They talked often and plans were starting to be made. Kurt finally knew that as much as he wanted to stay in Chicago, Blaine’s life had to be in New York and if he wanted to be a part of that life, he would need to be there as well.
The nominees for best actor in a musical were announced and at the end of the list, Blaine’s name was read out. Kurt jumped happily when he heard it. He rushed to the phone and dialed Blaine’s number, busy. He reckoned that it must be everyone else in his life calling to wish him congratulations. He would try again later. He dialed another number, a phone number that he had found recently.
Blaine was walking on air. He had hoped, prayed, that this would actually happen and now it had. He was a Tony nominated actor. He finally had to shut his phone off due to the all the phone calls that had been coming in. He had tried to get a hold of Kurt, but his phone had been busy as well. When he arrived at the theater, he was welcomed by a big banner, a cake, and a bottle of champagne from his cast and crew. They all adored Blaine and were happy for his success. After numerous toasts, Blaine finally made his way to his dressing room. Everyone watched with big grins on their faces as they watched Blaine go into the small room. Blaine couldn’t believe it, hundreds of daffodils were scattered around the room. He knew who sent these flowers, there could only be one person who knew these were his favorites.
A short while later, Kurt’s phone rang. He smiled when he saw who was calling.
“Hello. Is this the Tony award nominated Blaine Anderson?”
“You are incredible, you know that right?” Blaine said enthusiastically. “How did ya . . .” Kurt was certainly full of surprises.
“You like them I take it?”
“I love them and I love you.” Kurt’s heart fluttered a bit as he heard the words.
“Congratulations by the way. I knew you were going to get it.” Kurt said happily.
"Thanks, I’d hoped but it’s still so incredible. I just can’t believe it. I mean, it’s one of my dreams coming true.” He stroked one of the blossoms with his fingertips. “You’re coming with me to the awards, you know that right?”
“What?” Kurt stuttered out.
“You heard me. You’re my date.” Blaine had a very self satisfied smile on his face.
“I. I, . . .” Kurt stammered.
“Just say yes.” Blaine whispered.
“Yes then.” Kurt replied quickly. “I’d love to be your date.” He closed his eyes and sat down in his chair. He couldn’t believe all this was actually happening. He would have to get a new suit, some shoes, a haircut. His mind whirled.
“Kurt, you there?”
“Yeah, sorry just thinking.” He ran a hand through his hair, yep, definitely needed a haircut. Blaine laughed quietly. He had a feeling he knew exactly what Kurt was thinking about.
“You’re going to have to come here so we can go get fitted for some suits. My treat.” Blaine announced.
“Blaine, really, that’s not necessary.” Kurt knew how Blaine’s tastes ran, he was slightly afraid that they might end up at the Men’s Warehouse.
“Tom Ford? Burberry maybe?” Blaine said seductively. Kurt sighed, Blaine was speaking his language.
“Hmmm, Tom Ford huh? Ok, you got a deal. Are you sure this is a good idea though?” Kurt asked as he considered the ramifications of them showing up together. He wasn’t even sure how out Blaine was.
“What? Taking you to the awards? Yeah, I think it is. I mean come on Kurt, I’m a Broadway actor. If people haven’t figured out that I’m gay by now, well . . .” It did give him pause for a minute. Sure, everyone in his circle knew he was gay, but he hadn’t ever talked about his relationships in interviews. He supposed this would be a very big step for him, and consequently, Kurt. “Yes Kurt, I want you there by my side.”
“And I want to be by yours.” He touched the photo of Blaine that was sitting on his desk. “I love you and I’m so proud of you.” Blaine felt a thickness develop in his throat.
“I love you too and . .” a knock on the door interrupted him. “Sorry, it’s the producers of the show, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you back later.”
A few months later, the date finally had arrived. Blaine woke up first, Kurt snuggled in beside him. He smiled as he ran a hand down Kurt’s spine.
“Good morning.” he whispered into Kurt’s ear.
“Morning gorgeous.” Kurt murmured as he turned to face Blaine. Blaine planted a kiss on Kurt’s lips.
“I love waking up to you.” Kurt continued as he pushed a lock of hair back from Blaine’s forehead.
“Me too.” Blaine added as he snuggled his face into Kurt’s shoulder. Kurt was going to wait until after the show tonight to tell Blaine the good news but figured now was as good a time as any.
“Blaine,” Kurt said quietly as he pulled his face up to meet his own. “I need to tell you something.”
“You’re not pregnant are you?” Blaine giggled. Kurt rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the bed.
“Blaine.” Kurt whined, “I’m serious here. I’ve got something important to talk to you about.” He looked up and watched as Blaine put on his “serious” face.
“Ok, I’m ready.” Blaine announced, although Kurt could see the slight traces of a smile on his face. “Shoot.” Kurt sat up and took Blaine’s hands into his. Blaine started to feel a bit nervous.
“Ok, well, as you know, this long distance thing we’ve got going is doing alright but I think we both still want a lot more.” He looked up at Blaine who was staring at him with a very confused expression on his face. Blaine nodded slowly. “So, I’ve decided that I should close my office, put my loft up for sale and move here.” He blurted out quickly. Blaine let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Kurt, are you serious?”
“Absolutely. Your life has to be here and if I want to be in your life, so do I. I mean, I love Chicago but I love you more.” He stroked Blaine’s face tenderly.
“That’s great Kurt, really.” He sighed again. Kurt gave him a puzzled look. This wasn’t quite the response he had been expecting. “But, I don’t want you to give up your place there. I like your place, I like being there with you.” He ran a hand through Kurt’s hair. “I finally figured out what your place was missing.”
Kurt looked at him wide eyed.
“Do tell.” He asked curiously.
“Me.” he grinned. Kurt shook his head and rolled his eyes again. He did have a point though.
“What about Broadway, your life here?”
“I’ll commute. I’ve been in talks with another show and they are willing to give me a lot more time off. Like three days a week. I could fly back and forth.” He looked at Kurt eagerly. “What do you think?” Kurt couldn’t speak. Just when he thought that Blaine couldn’t surprise him anymore, there was this.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.” Blaine said proudly. “We can have a life there, a family even.” He added the last part of that sentence cautiously. Kurt choked up immediately. He never imagined that this day would actually happen. He looked up at Blaine, tears running down his face.
“Yes, I’d like that.” He paused, reconsidering. “No scratch that. I’d love that very much..” Blaine grabbed him and kissed him with everything he could muster. He still had something else to discuss with Kurt, but that was going to have to wait until later, after the show.
“Sure you won’t mind me moving in with you? I am not the neatest person in the world.” Blaine kidded as he skimmed kisses over Kurt’s chest.
“I think my life and loft could stand a little mess.” Kurt panted, becoming more and more distracted by the wet mouth that was currently sucking on his nipples. He reached down and let his hand encircle Blaine’s growing length. “Make love to me Blaine.” he whispered.
“As you wish.” Blaine teased. He knew The Princess Bride was one of Kurt’s all time favorite movies.
He continued moving his mouth south, traversing all the smooth dips and curves of Kurt’s body with his tongue. When he came to Kurt’s erection, he teased it gently at first, taking the tip into his mouth and skimming his tongue over the slit. Kurt gasped and raked his nails through Blaine’s hair. He cupped Kurt’s balls gently, squeezing them rhythmically before engulfing Kurt’s hardening length. Another huge gasp escaped from Kurt as Blaine’s skilled mouth worked his cock. He knew that he wouldn’t last long if Blaine kept this up.
“Blaine, please,” he moaned into the pillow, “I want you in me.” Blaine grinned and gave the tip of Kurt’s penis a kiss before gently turning Kurt onto his side. He ran his cock up and down Kurt’s ass, his need intensifying by the second. Kurt handed him the tube of lubricant and he applied a healthy amount to his fingers. He pressed a kiss into Kurt’s neck as he pushed his thumb firmly against Kurt’s tight opening. He circled the delicate flesh with his fingers, probing and pushing gently. With his other hand, he slowly massaged Kurt’s cock. He kept pushing harder and harder until one finger was inserted, he moved it inside, slowly and deliberately, seeking out the place which drove Kurt crazy. Kurt’s breathing became jagged and he knew he had found the spot. He moved his fingers in and out, hitting the prostate with precision.
“Oh god, oh god” Kurt moaned over and over as he writhed in pleasure. And just when he didn’t think he could stand much more, Blaine inserted himself quickly and smoothly. Blaine continued working Kurt’s cock as he stroked back and forth finding his rhythm. He moved quietly, sliding in and out with ease. It felt so good with Kurt that he wanted it to never end but as soon as Kurt began squeezing and tightening himself around Blaine, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
“I’m so close Blaine” Kurt murmured as he felt his release rising inside of him.
“Come for me baby.” Blaine cooed. “ I want you to see you come.” And with a few more thrusts and strokes of Blaine’s hand, Kurt did exactly that. As Kurt’s body clamped down around him Blaine found his release as well and exploded deep inside of Kurt. They remained perfectly still for several minutes as they found their breath. With a sense of regret, Kurt felt Blaine’s deflating cock slide from him.
“Is it always going to be this good?” Blaine asked finally.
“God I hope so.” Kurt answered quietly as he toyed with Blaine’s chest hair. “Then again it might just be because we don’t see each other all the time. Maybe when we move in together. . . “ His sentence was stopped by a bop on the head from a pillow.
“Don’t even think it Kurt Hummel.” He straddled Kurt’s chest and held him down firmly against the bed. “It’s always going to be good with us.” He bent down and gave him a quick kiss. “You wait.” Kurt smiled up at him happily.
“What time is it by the way?” He lifted his head up and searched for the clock. “Shit” he yelled as he pushed Blaine off of him. Blaine sat there with a stupefied look on his face as he watched Kurt run into the bathroom.
“Is there a problem Kurt? It’s only 9.” He lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
“Yeah there’s a problem, we’re meeting your manager in a half an hour for brunch then we have to go and pick up the tuxes and then the salon.” Kurt yelled back over the sound of running water. “So get your ass in here.” Blaine grunted softly before getting up and joining Kurt in the shower. “And don’t try anything funny.” Kurt warned.
Author: Angela aka KneadyRN
Rating: NC-17 for sexual situations
Summary: It's been 10 years since Blaine and Kurt last saw each other, but after meeting up again, the flame has reignited and the boys are back together, or are they? Blaine's in New York, Kurt's in Chicago, it's proving to be quite the challenge.
In this segment- exciting news for Blaine in more ways than one.
Sorry for the delay posting. I had to make a little trip to the UK to see my favorite gay - John Barrowman. So worth it!
Lunch went remarkably well. They enjoyed some Chicago-style pizza and conversation about the happenings in Lima. Burt told them all how Rachel was driving everyone nuts with getting ready for the baby, how Sue Sylvester finally retired and how Mr. Schuster was now vice principal of the high school.
Blaine regaled them with tales of his exploits on the Broadway stage and all of the juicy gossip in New York. A good time was had by all.
A few hours later, as Burt dropped them off, he pulled Blaine to the side, he still had a few things he wanted to say to him before he left.
“He loves you. Be good to him.” Burt looked squarely at Blaine.
“I will. I swear to you. I’m going to do everything I can to make him happy. I won’t let you down.” Burt nodded slowly.
“You better.” He extended his hand and Blaine shook it vigorously. “And . . .” he whispered into Blaine’s ear, “When you’re ready to make Kurt an honest man, let me know. I’ve got something for you.” Blaine’s eyes misted over as he took in the words. He was dumbstruck. The only thing he could think to do was to pull Burt into a tight embrace.
Kurt stood there quietly watching them, his heart filling with joy. “Is this a private party or can anyone join?” He teased as he wrapped his arms around the both of them.
After Burt left, Blaine and Kurt sat quietly on the sofa, their arms wrapped around each other.
“That went well.” Kurt said as he kissed Blaine’s temple. Blaine nodded. “Everything’s going to be okay,”
“Now all we have to do is get in the same city.” Blaine added. Kurt frowned immediately.
“Let’s not talk about that now.” He pulled Blaine tighter against him. “Let’s talk about something else.”
“Let’s not talk at all.” Blaine said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
A few weeks later, Kurt was up at the crack of dawn. The Tony announcements were due soon and he just knew it in his gut that Blaine was going to be nominated. He smiled as he remembered the past few weeks. It had been all he could do to let Blaine go after their glorious weekend, but they swore that they would be seeing each other soon. They talked often and plans were starting to be made. Kurt finally knew that as much as he wanted to stay in Chicago, Blaine’s life had to be in New York and if he wanted to be a part of that life, he would need to be there as well.
The nominees for best actor in a musical were announced and at the end of the list, Blaine’s name was read out. Kurt jumped happily when he heard it. He rushed to the phone and dialed Blaine’s number, busy. He reckoned that it must be everyone else in his life calling to wish him congratulations. He would try again later. He dialed another number, a phone number that he had found recently.
Blaine was walking on air. He had hoped, prayed, that this would actually happen and now it had. He was a Tony nominated actor. He finally had to shut his phone off due to the all the phone calls that had been coming in. He had tried to get a hold of Kurt, but his phone had been busy as well. When he arrived at the theater, he was welcomed by a big banner, a cake, and a bottle of champagne from his cast and crew. They all adored Blaine and were happy for his success. After numerous toasts, Blaine finally made his way to his dressing room. Everyone watched with big grins on their faces as they watched Blaine go into the small room. Blaine couldn’t believe it, hundreds of daffodils were scattered around the room. He knew who sent these flowers, there could only be one person who knew these were his favorites.
A short while later, Kurt’s phone rang. He smiled when he saw who was calling.
“Hello. Is this the Tony award nominated Blaine Anderson?”
“You are incredible, you know that right?” Blaine said enthusiastically. “How did ya . . .” Kurt was certainly full of surprises.
“You like them I take it?”
“I love them and I love you.” Kurt’s heart fluttered a bit as he heard the words.
“Congratulations by the way. I knew you were going to get it.” Kurt said happily.
"Thanks, I’d hoped but it’s still so incredible. I just can’t believe it. I mean, it’s one of my dreams coming true.” He stroked one of the blossoms with his fingertips. “You’re coming with me to the awards, you know that right?”
“What?” Kurt stuttered out.
“You heard me. You’re my date.” Blaine had a very self satisfied smile on his face.
“I. I, . . .” Kurt stammered.
“Just say yes.” Blaine whispered.
“Yes then.” Kurt replied quickly. “I’d love to be your date.” He closed his eyes and sat down in his chair. He couldn’t believe all this was actually happening. He would have to get a new suit, some shoes, a haircut. His mind whirled.
“Kurt, you there?”
“Yeah, sorry just thinking.” He ran a hand through his hair, yep, definitely needed a haircut. Blaine laughed quietly. He had a feeling he knew exactly what Kurt was thinking about.
“You’re going to have to come here so we can go get fitted for some suits. My treat.” Blaine announced.
“Blaine, really, that’s not necessary.” Kurt knew how Blaine’s tastes ran, he was slightly afraid that they might end up at the Men’s Warehouse.
“Tom Ford? Burberry maybe?” Blaine said seductively. Kurt sighed, Blaine was speaking his language.
“Hmmm, Tom Ford huh? Ok, you got a deal. Are you sure this is a good idea though?” Kurt asked as he considered the ramifications of them showing up together. He wasn’t even sure how out Blaine was.
“What? Taking you to the awards? Yeah, I think it is. I mean come on Kurt, I’m a Broadway actor. If people haven’t figured out that I’m gay by now, well . . .” It did give him pause for a minute. Sure, everyone in his circle knew he was gay, but he hadn’t ever talked about his relationships in interviews. He supposed this would be a very big step for him, and consequently, Kurt. “Yes Kurt, I want you there by my side.”
“And I want to be by yours.” He touched the photo of Blaine that was sitting on his desk. “I love you and I’m so proud of you.” Blaine felt a thickness develop in his throat.
“I love you too and . .” a knock on the door interrupted him. “Sorry, it’s the producers of the show, I’ve got to go. I’ll call you back later.”
A few months later, the date finally had arrived. Blaine woke up first, Kurt snuggled in beside him. He smiled as he ran a hand down Kurt’s spine.
“Good morning.” he whispered into Kurt’s ear.
“Morning gorgeous.” Kurt murmured as he turned to face Blaine. Blaine planted a kiss on Kurt’s lips.
“I love waking up to you.” Kurt continued as he pushed a lock of hair back from Blaine’s forehead.
“Me too.” Blaine added as he snuggled his face into Kurt’s shoulder. Kurt was going to wait until after the show tonight to tell Blaine the good news but figured now was as good a time as any.
“Blaine,” Kurt said quietly as he pulled his face up to meet his own. “I need to tell you something.”
“You’re not pregnant are you?” Blaine giggled. Kurt rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the bed.
“Blaine.” Kurt whined, “I’m serious here. I’ve got something important to talk to you about.” He looked up and watched as Blaine put on his “serious” face.
“Ok, I’m ready.” Blaine announced, although Kurt could see the slight traces of a smile on his face. “Shoot.” Kurt sat up and took Blaine’s hands into his. Blaine started to feel a bit nervous.
“Ok, well, as you know, this long distance thing we’ve got going is doing alright but I think we both still want a lot more.” He looked up at Blaine who was staring at him with a very confused expression on his face. Blaine nodded slowly. “So, I’ve decided that I should close my office, put my loft up for sale and move here.” He blurted out quickly. Blaine let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Kurt, are you serious?”
“Absolutely. Your life has to be here and if I want to be in your life, so do I. I mean, I love Chicago but I love you more.” He stroked Blaine’s face tenderly.
“That’s great Kurt, really.” He sighed again. Kurt gave him a puzzled look. This wasn’t quite the response he had been expecting. “But, I don’t want you to give up your place there. I like your place, I like being there with you.” He ran a hand through Kurt’s hair. “I finally figured out what your place was missing.”
Kurt looked at him wide eyed.
“Do tell.” He asked curiously.
“Me.” he grinned. Kurt shook his head and rolled his eyes again. He did have a point though.
“What about Broadway, your life here?”
“I’ll commute. I’ve been in talks with another show and they are willing to give me a lot more time off. Like three days a week. I could fly back and forth.” He looked at Kurt eagerly. “What do you think?” Kurt couldn’t speak. Just when he thought that Blaine couldn’t surprise him anymore, there was this.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.” Blaine said proudly. “We can have a life there, a family even.” He added the last part of that sentence cautiously. Kurt choked up immediately. He never imagined that this day would actually happen. He looked up at Blaine, tears running down his face.
“Yes, I’d like that.” He paused, reconsidering. “No scratch that. I’d love that very much..” Blaine grabbed him and kissed him with everything he could muster. He still had something else to discuss with Kurt, but that was going to have to wait until later, after the show.
“Sure you won’t mind me moving in with you? I am not the neatest person in the world.” Blaine kidded as he skimmed kisses over Kurt’s chest.
“I think my life and loft could stand a little mess.” Kurt panted, becoming more and more distracted by the wet mouth that was currently sucking on his nipples. He reached down and let his hand encircle Blaine’s growing length. “Make love to me Blaine.” he whispered.
“As you wish.” Blaine teased. He knew The Princess Bride was one of Kurt’s all time favorite movies.
He continued moving his mouth south, traversing all the smooth dips and curves of Kurt’s body with his tongue. When he came to Kurt’s erection, he teased it gently at first, taking the tip into his mouth and skimming his tongue over the slit. Kurt gasped and raked his nails through Blaine’s hair. He cupped Kurt’s balls gently, squeezing them rhythmically before engulfing Kurt’s hardening length. Another huge gasp escaped from Kurt as Blaine’s skilled mouth worked his cock. He knew that he wouldn’t last long if Blaine kept this up.
“Blaine, please,” he moaned into the pillow, “I want you in me.” Blaine grinned and gave the tip of Kurt’s penis a kiss before gently turning Kurt onto his side. He ran his cock up and down Kurt’s ass, his need intensifying by the second. Kurt handed him the tube of lubricant and he applied a healthy amount to his fingers. He pressed a kiss into Kurt’s neck as he pushed his thumb firmly against Kurt’s tight opening. He circled the delicate flesh with his fingers, probing and pushing gently. With his other hand, he slowly massaged Kurt’s cock. He kept pushing harder and harder until one finger was inserted, he moved it inside, slowly and deliberately, seeking out the place which drove Kurt crazy. Kurt’s breathing became jagged and he knew he had found the spot. He moved his fingers in and out, hitting the prostate with precision.
“Oh god, oh god” Kurt moaned over and over as he writhed in pleasure. And just when he didn’t think he could stand much more, Blaine inserted himself quickly and smoothly. Blaine continued working Kurt’s cock as he stroked back and forth finding his rhythm. He moved quietly, sliding in and out with ease. It felt so good with Kurt that he wanted it to never end but as soon as Kurt began squeezing and tightening himself around Blaine, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.
“I’m so close Blaine” Kurt murmured as he felt his release rising inside of him.
“Come for me baby.” Blaine cooed. “ I want you to see you come.” And with a few more thrusts and strokes of Blaine’s hand, Kurt did exactly that. As Kurt’s body clamped down around him Blaine found his release as well and exploded deep inside of Kurt. They remained perfectly still for several minutes as they found their breath. With a sense of regret, Kurt felt Blaine’s deflating cock slide from him.
“Is it always going to be this good?” Blaine asked finally.
“God I hope so.” Kurt answered quietly as he toyed with Blaine’s chest hair. “Then again it might just be because we don’t see each other all the time. Maybe when we move in together. . . “ His sentence was stopped by a bop on the head from a pillow.
“Don’t even think it Kurt Hummel.” He straddled Kurt’s chest and held him down firmly against the bed. “It’s always going to be good with us.” He bent down and gave him a quick kiss. “You wait.” Kurt smiled up at him happily.
“What time is it by the way?” He lifted his head up and searched for the clock. “Shit” he yelled as he pushed Blaine off of him. Blaine sat there with a stupefied look on his face as he watched Kurt run into the bathroom.
“Is there a problem Kurt? It’s only 9.” He lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
“Yeah there’s a problem, we’re meeting your manager in a half an hour for brunch then we have to go and pick up the tuxes and then the salon.” Kurt yelled back over the sound of running water. “So get your ass in here.” Blaine grunted softly before getting up and joining Kurt in the shower. “And don’t try anything funny.” Kurt warned.