Anon prompted: Kurt and Blaine meet Elliott at a gay bar and take him home for a threesome \o/
NC-17, spitroasting, anal, oral
(Huge thank you to my two Beta-readers Steph and Caroline ♥)
“How do you feel about a threesome?”
Blaine had brought it up one day, almost casually, as if he was asking Kurt what movie they should watch or how his day was.
Four days later, they’re at their favorite club.
“Maybe we should have made a sign or something,” Blaine says when they still haven’t found the right guy after almost an hour of winding themselves through a bunch of sweaty, half-naked men on the dance floor. “I mean how is anyone here supposed to know we want a threesome? This is pointless.”
“Stop being so pessimistic,” Kurt says and continues to tug Blaine along with him.
It really isn’t as easy as Kurt had thought it would be, finding someone both of them would accept in their bed. It’s even harder finding that someone at a place with neon strobe lights being the only source of light, and the earsplitting music making longer conversations almost impossible.
“Maybe we have too high expectations,” Blaine says behind him, sounding discouraged, and Kurt has to admit that he’s got a point.
“Yes, maybe we have, but Blaine, this is our bed. Our holy place where we share the most intimate moments of our life, and I’d rather not have it tainted by some random guy we pick up at a club.”
“Uhhh, Kurt, isn’t that exactly what we’re doing right now?” Blaine asks, squinting his eyes together.