A.N. So, I haven't written in awhile, so please excuse my horrible writing. Really, I'm just trying to get back on my feet again. I haven't edited this nor have I even looked over it. I just pumped it out in the hopes that I'd give someone some inspiration to finish it. But I think I'm going to try to actually finish this one on my own. So…enjoy.

He felt as if he were burning alive, flames of withheld desire licked at the bleeding inner walls of his soul. He felt as if he were drowning. He was drowning in his own blood that was rapidly boiling over in indescribable desperation. He felt as if white-hot wires were crawling under his sweat-slick skin and his body trembled with violent tremors of despair.

To put it simply, Jesse St. James wanted sex. And he wanted it badly.

After the Cock-Block Queen (aka. Rachel Berry) got him worked up and denied him of sex once again, Jesse had truly had it with this game. It wasn't as if Rachel was all that hot. Really, Jesse just knew that she'd be tight.

Almost as tight as a boy.

Yes…Jesse St. James was gay. Not gay enough that girls repulsed him, but gay enough to make him feel indifferent towards their female features. However, Rachel's broad shoulders, muscular arms and stocky frame was male enough for him, so when Shelby asked him to seduce her to sabotage "New Directions", he had no reason to refuse.

Now he was standing in the empty halls of William McKinley High School, frustrated, rejected, and impossibly hard. He was no longer a student at Carmel High and therefore no longer the leading man for Vocal Adrenaline. He was a stranger. An unwelcome member of a Glee club that was destined for failure. In short, he was a nobody.

But anyone who thought he sacrificed his limelight for Rachel Berry was a fool. No, Jesse had his eyes set on someone quite different. Someone who would be his ticket back into Vocal Adrenaline…

A male soprano.

Those three words that Rachel had used to describe "the gay boy who isn't as good as me and is just jealous" in one of her three hour oral self-biographies had Jesse actually paying attention (honestly…who could listen to Rachel for that long). Immediately, he went to Ms. Corcoran to tell her the news (What? You thought Jesse had really quit Vocal Adrenaline? ). This is what Vocal Adrenaline needed to take Nationals again. Their two male countertenors had graduated so this year the boy's section was unpleasantly deep and brassy. Without boys to belt out some high notes, Vocal Adrenaline was doomed to failure, which is why they had to play dirty this year. Dirty enough to arrange for Jesse to attend William McKinley High and serve as a member of "New Directions", working as an undercover for Vocal Adrenaline.

His goal was to emotionally incapacitate the lead vocals (Rachel and Finn) and to take the male soprano, Kurt Hummel, and make him a part of Vocal Adrenaline.

Unfortunately, he had a few problems that were getting in the way of his objectives. First of all, Kurt avoided him like the plague, turning up his cute little nose every time Jesse got too close. Secondly, Rachel was always leaving him high and dry. Damn, he thought he'd be getting her to give him anal already. There was no way that he could destroy her without fucking her first.

Now he was so hard that he could literally dent a block of iron. And Rachel hadn't been so keen on his suggestion of imitating the sex scene from "Spring Awakening" after they'd been making out in the choir room for an hour.

"This is precisely why I like boys." Jesse thought bitterly to himself, wishing that he were back at Carmel where all the chorus boys and male cheerleaders would fall on their knees or bend themselves over the nearest flat surface. That was the life.

Just when he was about to burst out into a frustrated ballad, he heard something.

"Never know how much I love you,

Never know how much I care~"

Sweet, dulcet notes laced with a husky, sensual desperation enraptured the highly aroused teenager, causing him to search for the location of the melodious sound.

"…when you kiss me,

Fever when you hold me tight

Fever in the morning,

Fever all through the night~"

Jesse knew that voice anywhere. It was the voice that would ensure certain victory for Vocal Adrenaline. It was the voice he heard singing the other part of the duets he sang alone in the shower…unless the part was for a baritone or a first soprano.

It was the voice that belonged to Kurt Hummel.

The teenager made his way past the choir room, the voice becoming louder and louder until he passed the art room and the sound became slightly fainter. Immediately, Jesse pressed his ear against the door to listen.

"Sun lights up the daytime,

Moon lights up the night~"

His erection ached in his jeans, pushing against the rough fabric and pleading for release. Jesse was on fire again, however the level of his arousal increased tenfold.

He peeked through the tiny window in the door, drinking in the sight of the delicate, but shamelessly erotic Kurt Hummel. Jesse's breath hitched as he watched Kurt's eyelashes flutter as he sang. Even through the slightly smudged glass, he could see how the effeminate boy subtly rolled his hips and how his eyes never lost their focus on…

Jesse blinked several times, hardly believing what he was seeing. Right on the table across from Kurt was a carefully framed picture of none other than Finn Hudson.

"He's serenading Hudson?" Jesse's nostrils flared indignantly as he watched the way the soprano's blue-green eyes burned with longing. Not that he was jealous or anything. It was just the fact that if Kurt had the hots for Hudson, he'd never leave to join Vocal Adrenaline. That was what made him angry. It had nothing to do with jealousy.

"If Kurt likes Finn, that changes everything."

His original plan was to make Finn Hudson so jealous that he'd quit Glee and find a new girlfriend and after that he planned to break Rachel's heart to pieces. After Glee club would be reduced to shambles, he would have no trouble snatching Kurt away from Schuester's clutches.

Now he was going to have to distract the little ingénue from the idiotic jock-strap. Normally, he'd just seduce him, but if he broke up with Rachel now, his plan to destroy the leads would be ruined.

And there was no way that he was going to find another guy for Kurt to fawn over. Just because he didn't care about the boy didn't mean that he liked the idea of another guy pawing at him.

"Fever, yeah I burn for you…"

If anyone got a piece of that tight little ass, it was going to be Jesse. But that'd be practically impossible if he were dating Rachel. Besides, Kurt doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would settle for being a booty call.

"He gives me fever with his kisses,

Fever when he holds me tight~"

However, the idea of having Kurt Hummel as his "dirty little secret" became more and more appealing as he watched those slutty, plump lips moving with the words he spoke. Jesse groaned softly when he noticed a pink tongue darting out to sweep across that pouty lower lip. He had to fuck this boy---

But how would he do it without the soprano blabbing to Rachel and the rest of the Glee club?

"Fever 'till you're sizzlin',

But what a lovely way to burn~"

Very slowly, Jesse's mouth curled into a wicked grin. He had the perfect plan that would ensure him unlimited use of Kurt's body without ruining his other plans. And, if he played his cards right, he could get the soprano so hopelessly smitten with him that he'd be at Jesse's beck and call…which meant not only more sex, but also getting Kurt on Vocal Adrenaline's side. It was a Win-Win situation. Well, for Jesse and Vocal Adrenaline, at lease.

So without further delay, Jesse fished his tiny digital camera out of his bag and opened the door to the art room.