A/N Sorry I haven't updated this story in awhile. After basically taking over all my creative writing ideas for a couple of weeks, I kind of had to force it to the back of my mind so I could catch up on my other long term stories.

Thank you to everyone who has stuck it out waiting patiently for the next chapter of this story! Also make sure you're all caught up on Somewhere, Ohio, Season Two.

Reviews, as always, are greatly appreciated.

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Blaine could feel the frustration radiating off his consort. The pale man had pretty much fucked the cop into the mattress, before shoving him out the door, still naked and bow legged, tossing his clothes after him.

Now he was pacing the floor, ranting about Rachel and blue eyed demons. Blaine stood up and pulled the younger male into his arms. "If you think Rachel is in league with the chaos demon, then I believe you. We just have to figure out which one, and what they are planning. I'm guessing it will have something to do with Sectionals on Saturday. We'll just have to keep tabs on her until then."

Kurt huffed out a humorless laugh. "And how do you propose we do that?"

Blaine grinned at him. "I sent a text message while you were busy owning Barney Fife. Our secret weapon should be here shortly."

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. Blaine's grin widened, and he kissed Kurt once more before turning to open the door. "Hello, Sam, good to see you again. And this must be Mike. Good to meet you, Kurt has told me all about you."

Kurt was surprised to see the other dancer there. Sam smiled at him. "I was playing Halo at Mike's house when I got your text. I hope you don't mind that I brought him along."

Kurt looked the Asian boy over, and smirked. "Not at all." He'd always found the older boy very attractive, and had secretly lamented to himself that Mike was straight. But was he really? "Come in, make yourselves comfortable."

Sam sat down on the bed with Blaine. "So, what's up? Your text said it was an emergency."

Blaine smiled at the blonde boy. "Yes, but I think we should bring Mike up to speed first, don't you?" As he spoke, he reached out and ran a hand over Sam's groin, drawing a groan of pleasure from the stripper.

Mike blinked at his friend in confusion, not noticing as Kurt slipped around behind him, until the pale man whispered into his ear. "Seems as if my boyfriend wants to put on a show."

The darker boy jerked in surprise as Kurt's hot breath tickled the hairs on the back of his head, and gasped as he felt the pale man's moist tongue kitten licking the sensitive spot just below the ear. "Don't look away. Watch how beautiful they are together."

Mike couldn't look away as Blaine slipped his hands into Sam's pants, freeing his cock. Sam moaned and leaned into the caress. At the same time, Mike felt Kurt reach around and begin unbuttoning his shirt. "Mmmm, Tina wasn't lying when she said you had the most lickable abs, was she?"

The dancer moaned as Kurt's pale hand traced over his pectorals, before slipping lower. He felt his heart racing as he watched Blaine lean down and take Sam into his mouth. The blonde boy made the most erotic sounds as the darker male sucked him, and Mike couldn't hold back his own gasps and whimpers as he felt Kurt's hand wrap around him.

"I have a huge favor to ask of you both," Kurt breathed into his ear as he stroked him. "I need to know Rachel's every move. Where she goes, who she speaks to, everything she does. Can you do that for me, Mike?"

The Asian teen moaned as he nodded his head yes. "Good," Kurt said, nipping at the taller boy's ear. Mike let out a whimper as he stroked him harder, faster, working him up into a frenzy, until he came hard, all over Sam's face and chest. Kurt kissed him, then, slipping his tongue between the other boy's lips briefly before pulling back. "Tina is so lucky, damn it."

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After the other two boys had left, Kurt settled down on the bed beside Blaine, feeling somewhat less agitated. He knew he still had to deal with Elliott, the dream demon, that night, and wasn't looking forward to it. As he felt sleep pulling at him, he almost wanted to fight it, but knew it was better just to give in.

The dream was different than the others. He found himself lying on a blanket, under a tree in a meadow of wildflowers. When he rolled his head to the side, he found Blaine lying there beside him.

Only this Blaine seemed different than his Blaine. Their appearance was identical, but this Blaine seemed gentler, more innocent than the Blaine he knew. Dream Blaine smiled at him.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" The darker male asked, smiling tenderly at him.

Kurt couldn't help but smile back. "Nothing, it's just, I don't know, you look different, somehow."

"Maybe because I'm happy?" The other boy said, a teasing grin on his face. "You make me so happy, Kurt. Since I found you, everything just seems so much better, like nothing bad can ever happen to me again. I love you, Kurt!"

He leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on Kurt's lips, shocking the pale boy. The Blaine he knew had never kissed him like this. His kisses had all been about passion and desire, and Kurt had accepted them eagerly. This kiss was soft and sweet, and amazing, and full of love. Kurt was confused, even as the other boy continued to kiss him.

These were the kinds of kisses he'd always thought of when he thought of falling in love. Why had his Blaine never kissed him like this?

He felt something cold and wet drip onto his face, and when he opened his eyes and looked up, the darker boy had tears in his eyes. Kurt reached up and caught one on his fingertip.

"You're crying!" Kurt was confused. "Why are you crying?"

"Because," Dream Blaine said, "I never want this dream to end!"

Kurt frowned. He knew it was a dream, but how did the other boy know that? He felt himself begin to wake.

"No!" Dream Blaine shouted. "Don't leave me yet! Kurt! Kurt! I'll find you, I promise! I'll find you!"

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Kurt shuddered as he woke up, tears streaking down his face.