Author's Note. Hey. So this is a new fic that I probably wouldn't have even thought about posting until it was done if it wasn't for my lovely friend Emma. It's based off a dream I had.

Warning, its mpreg and sexually graphic.

Enjoy.

Blaine held a bowtie up to his neck and shook his head, he was going to have to go without it today, it was going to be hot in the venue, he took a few pictures before grabbing his wallet and shoving it in his pocket, the ticket and lanyard with his vip pass was placed there as well and he made his way out to the venue, he was ready for the greatest experience of his life.

By time he actually made it into his desired location he was sweaty and disgusting, and surprised to see that thanks to his VIP status he was right infront of the stage, he had the best spot ever, he braced himself, clinging to the rail infront of him, he didnt care how many people pushed him he wasn't going to move from this spot. Within the hour it was hot from the everyone crowded in such a tight space and the lights went down.

Blaine cheered as the opening act came on, a small blonde with a good set of pipes, he vowed to look her up when he got home. Once she was gone the room felt with an electric type of excitement, this was it. He was about to see his idols in person. He was boiling with excitement when suddenly five figures got on the stage, two were strictly the band, the instrument players, interchangeable. The other three the real band. Elliot, Dani, and Kurt. They immediately jumped into singing, and once the song was over Kurt took his mike out of the stand.

"How are we doing tonight?" Kurt smiled as the crowd went wild, looking at his bandmates. "I think they like us guys. You're in for a treat tonight New York. We're going rock your socks off. Don't lose your energy because we're singing until we're ready to drop. Elliot, Dani, you ready for this? We're One Three Hill and we're going to rock your worlds."

Blaine knew he was crazy, but he could have sworn that through out the songs Kurt kept looking at him, it was his imagination, sure, but by time the encore was over he didn't care, because he was about to meet them. He made his way to the bathroom before joining the VIP line, after a few minutes he realised that the line ended with him. They each got a photo op and five minutes with the band. Blaine waited patiently, finally he was being led through the doors and there were his three idols, talking and laughing on a couch.

"How many more Frank?" Kurt asked his eyes trailing over Blaine's body.

"He's the last one. I'm going to get the car to come around back, Leo is right here if you need anything."

Blaine stood awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. Dani was the first one to stand, a smile wide on her face. "Hey, we sign anything, you might even get the boys to sign your penis if that's what you want."

Blaine flushed, ducking his head, "Um, I'll pass on the weird body part signings. Just, this postcard please?"

"Of course, and who are we signing this for?" Dani asked.

"Um who to? Oh right, Blaine Anderson. That's my name." Blaine took it back when the three signed it and was surprised when Kurt pulled him on the couch with them, "What?"

"Leo there is going to take our picture. A nice big smile Blaine Anderson, then we can talk." Elliot said wrapping an arm around Blaine's shoulders.

The picture was snapped and suddenly Kurt was smiling at Blaine ratherly lewdly, "So Blaine, how old are you?"

"!9." Blaine shifted uneasily, "I'm sorry I'm not normally this shy, I'm just-"

"Starstruck. It happens Blaine, but I tell you what, join us for an afterparty. Maybe you'll loosen up then." Kurt's voice was deep and seductive in his ear and Blaine felt himself redden again.

Elliot smirked, "Sounds fun, just the three of us, Dani can go find someone and we'll have a ball."

Dani swatted at both of her band mates. "Don't scare him away. Blaine you can join us, but don't let these two corrupt you okay? We won't force you to do anything you aren't comfortable with. You ca sit in a corner and craddle a bottle of water for all I care. Don't let Elliot and Kurt force you into anything, Auntie Dani has your back."

"No! Uncle El has your back. I'll protect you from the evil Kurt."

The door open and Frank came in, "Kid time to leave."

Kurt stood, an arm around Blaine's waist, "He's with us. Come on, we have a party brewing back at the hotel."

Blaine left with the three, it was like he was dreaming, they squeezed into the back of the car, the windows up but the music loud, it was pounding through the car and Blaine let loose, singing along with the others until they were sneaking into the hotel true to Kurt's word the party was already going, and Blaine was surprised to see Elliot mixing drinks the second he walked in, giving one to Blaine before holding up a joint.

"Want some?"

"No. Thanks." Blaine said, accepting the drink. He was ashamed to admit he became a wall flower, standing in a corner watching the room, he lost count of how many drinks he had but suddenly he grabbed his courage and joined the band on the makeshift dance floor. Kurt immediately wrapped his hands around Blaine's waist.

"I was wondering when you'd join me handsome." Kurt muttered, pressing a kiss on Blaine's jawline. "Want to go somewhere a bit more private?"

Blaine nodded, and suddenly he was being pulled into a bedroom and pushed against a door, "Kurt, fuck."

"In due time." Kurt mumbled, making quick work of Blaine's clothes and soon enough they were on the bed. Kurt sunk to his knees, kissing before taking his length in his mouth, smiling when Blaine bucked up.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come Kurt." Blaine moaned, then whined, Kurt had pulled away.

"Not yet. I want to fuck you." \Kurt said, pressing kisses on Blaine's chest and rolling a condom on his cock. "This your first time baby?"

"No. Just been a while." Blaine moaned, pushing back against Kurt as he slowly entered.

"So tight. Like a virgin. I'm gonna fuck you so good, you're going to remember this for the rest of your life." Kurt mumbled, grabbing Blaine's lip between his teeth and pulling out before thrusting in just as roughly. Blaine moaned, grabbing at Kurt's neck pulling him in closer.

He felt his orgasm building up again just as Kurt slowed, "The condom broke, you clean? You aren't a carrier are you?"

"I'm clean." Blaine moaned, arching his back again, he's never been tested to see if he was a carrier, but he wasn't telling Kurt that. "I'm not a carrier, fuck me Kurt. I'm so close."

"Me too baby. Me too." Kurt jerked Blaine's cock and together they came Kurt pulling out of Blaine and rolling over. "That was so nice Blaine, we'll have to do it again."

Blaine nodded, out of breath, and tired, Kurt was already getting dressed and out the room before he could even feel his legs again. He flopped back on the bed, he just had sex with Kurt Hummel, he couldn't believe his luck. He slowly got dressed, and snuck out of the party, he didn't want to mingle with so many beautiful people looking like sex.

Author's Note. So I hope you enjoyed the prologue. Chapter one will be up... tomorrow because I'm lazy?