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[mydarkside]

Who: compulsivetwin, blainewanderson, anyone else we want to invite
What: So, Sierra tells Hunter about a Warbler tradition: Prohibition Party. It's an underground party where the Warblers drink and do naughty things. Of course Hunter has to throw one.
Where: The warehouse that the Warblers sang "Animal" at during Sexy.Invitations were handwritten on black paper in red font

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[mydarkside]

"Okay, um, let me text Sierra."

"Wait, what?" His eyes widened and he pulled back. No, he couldn't text Sierra. He couldn't tell them. While waiting for Blaine, he reached up to run a hand through his hair. And yes, he paced a little. It was clear that as much as he wanted this, he didn't want Sierra to know. He wasn't completely heartless.

"I'm all yours..."

Just hearing those words sent a shiver through his body and right down to his cock. Another groan escaped before he could stop it. "Blaine," he growled out, low and gutteral. It took every effort of his not to just grab Blaine and throw him to the ground. He knew that there would be consequences to his actions, but right now he didn't care. He was a young man, not an adult. Sometimes he would make rash decisions. This was one of them.

"Mine, hmm?" Hunter pulled Blaine close, hungrily kissing him one more time. Sucking on his bottom lip, Hunter groaned into the kiss, showing just how he was feeling. He didn't want to stop, but he knew they had to. Reluctantly, he adjusted himself and buttoned up his clothing again. He wanted to look as normal as possible.

The walk to his dorm suite wasn't far. It was, however, close enough they would have to pass other classmates to get there. He only hoped they got there as quickly as possible. He wasn't ready for questions. Not yet. He only hoped Blaine could respect that.

[blainewanderson]

"I'm just asking her to get a ride with Trent. I don't know... how long we'll be...elsewhere," Blaine explained, more or less, there was a lot not filled in but there was a lot he didn't know either. He didn't know where this was going to go.

He whimpered when Hunter pulled away from the kiss, but he followed suit and fixed himself up, looking like nothing had happened at all between them except for the flush on his cheeks and the redness of his lips, easily explained by the cold.

Blaine followed a half a step behind, just touching Hunter's elbow with his hand, sort of a weird way to walk, but it was clear by his gait he wasn't in the holding hands, canoodling sort of mood. Or maybe he never was, Blaine didn't know, they were moving this so fast they hadn't done the proper dating first, but Hunter wasn't Kurt, and this was all new territory to learn and explore, one step at a time.

[mydarkside]

Hunter was torn. Dark eyes kept flickering down to where Blaine's hand touched his elbow. A shiver ran through him like he was being burned. It felt really good to have Blaine touching him there. Still, he looked away, wanting to make sure nobody else could see them. If anyone asked, he could tell people Blaine was drunk and he just wanted to make sure that he didn't drive. Oh yes, always have a story ready.

He didn't know what he was doing. He knew this would piss off his parents to no end. It was his past all over again. And yet, there was something inside of him. Something he couldn't just turn off or push away. He had feelings for Blaine. Feelings that he didn't have for Sierra. He liked her a lot. And yes, he thought of doing things with her, but not to the intensity of his feelings for Blaine. His cheeks reddened and he was glad it was cold out.

Dating. He didn't even want to think about dating Blaine. Dating was a complication. Dating brought about questions and friends and things he wasn't ready to face yet. He knew that he should stop this, tell Blaine to go home, but he couldn't. He wanted this.

The walk back was quiet, Hunter lost in his thoughts and the occasional glance at Blaine. It wasn't long before they were back at his dorm room. Shaky hands unlocked the door and let Blaine in, locking it behind him. He didn't have a roommate, his parents had seen to that. That didn't mean he didn't want to be interrupted either.

"So," he murmured, turning to face Blaine. For once, Hunter had no clue what to do next.

[blainewanderson]

Hunter's silence as they walked perplexed Blaine a little bit. He seemed to always have a smooth answer to anything, and an ability to banter at will, comfortable in his role as the Warbler leader, engaging performer, this was new. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of it.

But he followed, not sure what to say himself, up the stairs to his room, the lock turning seeming very, very loud in the quiet, hushed room. Not another soul was around. Everyone was at Hunter's party. But Hunter. And him, of course.

"So," Blaine said in reply, smiling softly at him, then unbuttoning his coat, laying it over a chair; it was warm enough not to need it.

"You have a very nice room. It's bigger than the one I shared with Wes," he said conversationally, closing the short distance between them. "Are you... going to kiss me? Or do I have to say please?"

[mydarkside]

Hunter smiled and undid his coat, draping it over a chair. His shoes came off next, gently toeing them off and leaving them by the door. he smiled, relaxing a little as Blaine relaxed. His mind went back to his conversation with Sierra earlier. He could have had her in his room. He almost did, but stopped. This time, with Blaine, he didn't stop himself. Why?

"So..."

He swallowed and undid his shirt, tugging it out of his trousers. "Thank you. My parents paid for it. I told them I needed my privacy to study. I couldn't have roommate distractions come finals. They believed me." Laughing lightly, he closed the distance between them. "A please would be nice..."

He stared into Blaine's eyes, his own taking on a dark, intense gaze to them. "What are we doing, Blaine? Are... Are you sure you want this?" He knew that he did. And yet, he knew he had so much he had to explain to him. The I'm not bi-curious statement. Who he was. Would they date after this?

And yet, he didn't want to talk. Talking was the furthest thing from his mind.

[blainewanderson]

Blaine ran his hands up under Hunter's shirt, feeling it was invitation enough. "Privacy is nice. Especially right now. I'm glad no one will interrupt," he said with a smile. "Alright, please kiss me. I like how you kiss me, Hunter."

A gentle frown crossed his face, taking away the playful glances. "What are we doing? I...well, yes, I mean, I did, I do, I," he sighed, shaking his head. "Hunter, yes, I do. If you do. I want to be with you, I like being with you, I want... you."

That didn't explain much. How he felt like he didn't understand relationships anymore, how they should go, how he thought he had done everything right with Kurt until everything went to hell, and how he didn't want what he had with Eli, because he had no desire to speak to him outside their one encounter. That he would have thought this was backwards before, to have sex then date, but right now this seemed like the best idea ever and he wanted him desperately. None of which he wanted to put into words right now.

He took a step back, undoing his bow tie and suspenders, unbuttoning his vest and shirt, taking and letting them each fall one by one onto the chair near the bed, taking off his shoes, and letting his fingers linger at the button on his trousers. "Do you want me to stop?"

[mydarkside]

"You like how I kiss, hmm?" His head tilted to the side and he slowly closed the gap until he was right in front of Blaine. Shaky hands moved up, pushing his shirt off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. The undershirt came next, lifting it over his head and throwing it in a corner. His own fingers moved down to his trousers, but he stopped, Blaine's words giving him pause.

Hunter didn't usually date. And if he did, there was a plan behind it. Date this girl, her mother is rich. Date this girl, they're our bridge partners. He hated his parents controlling him or telling him what to do. Sex was just easier. There were no strings, no having to deal with the fallout that came with relationships. Still, he almost wanted it with Blaine. And that's what confused him.

One hand reached out, grabbing Blaine's hand. "No, I... I don't." Slowly, he pushed Blaine's hands away and took over. Undoing the trousers, he gazed up at Blaine as he pulled his trousers down, his fingertips ghosting over Blaine's thighs as he did so. His voice lowered, taking on a husky tone to it. "I don't want to stop. I want to be with you. I like being with you. I like kissing you. I like feeling you shiver beneath me. You, outside, it was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

He kissed his way back up Blaine's body, lips brushing over his abs and his chest before coming back to his neck. "I should stop. We should..." He pulled back, looking at Blaine with a dark, hungry gaze. "But I don't want to. I've never wanted something so badly in all my life."

[blainewanderson]

Blaine sighed, feeling quivers all along his stomach as he was being kissed. It felt so delicious, stopping was not a valid idea at all, not even remotely. "Me too, Hunter. Please, I don't know if this is a good idea, or not, I can't... think... ," he trailed his fingers along the other boy's back. "I don't care, though, I just want you, now, I want you to be mine, all mine."

He stepped out of the puddled trousers, pulling off the silk dress socks, then let go of Hunter long enough to wiggle out of his boxer shorts, leaving himself vulnerable and exposed if this should have happened to be a really cruel joke, but he didn't think it was, he could see the desire in Hunter's eyes, desire that wanted them naked and entangled together. "Take me to bed," he asked, his voice low, filled with need.

[mydarkside]

Hunter pulled back, slowly removing the rest of his clothes. His eyes locked with Blaine's and there was a dark intensity to them, a look he'd had just moments ago behind the warehouse. "I don't want to think. I think too much. My parents. Dalton... I just want to feel," he purred. Blaine's words went through him, right down to his cock. "You can have me, Blaine. As many times as you want. I... I'll happily be yours."

And then he too was naked, standing before Blaine with a slight shiver in his step. If Blaine really looked, he'd see it. Hunter was nervous! He stepped closer, taking Blaine's hand and threading their fingers together. "With pleasure," he growled, leading him back towards his bed. It was just large enough for the two of them. Slowly, he laid down on the bed, his legs spreading wide, just begging for Blaine to top him. "Come to me," he murmured. It was not a request. "Touch me..."

[blainewanderson]

Blaine crawled up on the bed with him, kneeling between his thighs, keeping one hand threaded with Hunter's, letting his other hand trail down over his rather perfectly sculpted stomach, his fingertips lightly playing along his cock, watching his face, a pleased smile slipping over his mouth. "Quite impressive," he murmured, leaning down a little closer as he circled his hand very lightly and started to stroke him, slow, easy, almost ghosting over his erection, wanting to watch him squirm a little bit, not for any cruel reason, only teasing. "Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful cock, Hunter?"

[mydarkside]

Hunter's hand squeezed Blaine's, his thumb rubbing along the other man's knuckles. A groan slipped out and he pushed up into Blaine's palm, biting his bottom lip to keep quiet. "One or two," he murmured, staring up at Blaine. He was just trying to be honest. "But it was empty from them. It didn't... It didn't mean anything. Not like you..." His eyes narrowed into little slits and he stared up at Blaine with lust clearly in his eyes. His other hand moved down to one of Blaine's nipples, tweaking them with his fingers. "You have such a beautiful body, Blaine." He didn't say it, but he thought what a waste it was for Kurt to have that body and not use it to its full sexual potential. Sebastian had told him what a prude Hummel probably was.

[blainewanderson]

"We're alone, you don't have to keep quiet, I want to hear how much you like me touching you," he encouraged, then nodded. "I'm not surprised, maybe a tad... jealous? Is that awful? But you're just mine, now." Or so he thought, of course, being unaware that anything more than 'G' rated had happened with his twin.

Blaine shuddered, the feeling went right down to his own cock, making it twitch. "Do I? I like your hands on me, we can do anything you like, anything at all. This feels...incredible, Hunter...," he purred, not wanting to say that the last time he had sex it was over really fast and he cried, or that as much as he had loved Kurt, it always felt awful that he'd jump out of bed when it was over to take a shower before cuddling him. Though he'd never told him.

[mydarkside]

"I'll be loud... If you are." He smiled and leaned up, kissing Blaine hungrily. One hand reached up behind him, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him close for a deep, searing kiss. "Seems we both have a jealous streak then," he murmured into the kiss. "Am I?" He pulled back, raising an eyebrow at Blaine. "All yours? Exclusive? That... That what you want?" He sighed, pushing up against Blaine, his own cock equally twitching in anticipation.

"At least we're not freezing our bits off this time," he teased. His hands moved up and down Blaine's chest, fingertips raking against the skin, against his nipples. "We can do anything you want too, Blaine. Anything at all." He smiled, sucking on Blaine's bottom lip. "I have a little more experience. Not much, but some. I want to show you, Blaine. Show you how hot you really are." He growled, one hand slipping down behind Blaine to squeeze his ass and tease at his entrance with a finger. "It should feel incredible. It should feel amazing or you're not doing it right." He sighed, reaching up to cup Blaine's cheek with his other hand. "Anyone who didn't make you feel like that didn't deserve you."

[blainewanderson]

"I... yes? Yes, I'd like that, if this is... something?" Blaine said, a little muddled, he shouldn't be asking these sort of things of Hunter right now, he'd have to accept whatever came tomorrow if he was going to continue doing what they were doing tonight. Which they were, because no way in hell was he going home without having him.

Blaine's lashes fluttered against the tops of his cheeks, writhing against Hunter with every touch, every caress, every kiss, he wanted him so badly it almost hurt. "Need you... need you so bad... I want you fuck me...please..." he begged.

[mydarkside]

"Okay..." He wanted to go slowly, but it looked like Blaine didn't. And he was okay with that, as long as he didn't hurt Blaine in any way. That would have killed him. Taking Blaine's hand in his, he threaded their fingers together and pulled the young man gently to the bed. "Lay down," he murmured, moving over to the night table beside his bed. Opening a drawer, he pulled out some lube and condoms. Yes, he was always prepared. Not that he was a boy scout or anything like that. He just liked sex.

And he wanted it with Blaine. Badly. "I need to know, Blaine... I need to know what you've done before?" He bit his lip, crawling down onto the bed with him. One hand moved up to gently run down his chest, nails scraping lightly against his abs. "I don't want to hurt you." Licking his index finger, he reached down and teased Blaine's opening again. "This... This will be good."

[blainewanderson]

Blaine couldn't seem to slow down, he was very into the moment and he didn't want that feeling to change, he didn't want to question this, or second guess himself, because that was so easy these days, he sometimes gave himself a migraine just by over thinking. His judgement didn't feel sound, and he wasn't sure he trusted himself anymore. But Hunter felt so good, and was so sweet to him, so beautiful, he needed to just have something that didn't seem wrong, even if it didn't last. He swallowed hard as he glanced at the condoms. This was very real. Not a dream, not a fantasy in the shower, real. Hunter was really going to sleep with him. Straight. Hunter. A matter to ponder at another time. Another date. If this continued. Which he hoped it would.

Blaine whimpered a little, Jesus he wanted it now, and he was glad Hunter had the presence of mind to slow this down to a reasonable pace. "I... never was the bottom with Kurt. ...Or Eli, the one time," he said, looking down with shame whenever he thought of that ill-fated encounter. "But I...God, this is so embarrassing. I bought a vibrator, so I could find out what it felt like... so, yeah, I've had some experience?"

"I don't have it anymore, I was terrified my Mom or the housekeeper would find it, and I couldn't say it was Sierra's, why would it be under my mattress? So... I threw it out. In the dumpster behind the Lima Bean," he babbled, shaking his head. "Okay, stopping talking now." Blaine slid his fingertips along Hunter's arms, admiring how well-defined they were. "Just kiss me again, please?"