"Why are you shaving?" Kurt asked dejectedly.

Blaine turned around, shaving cream clad on his face with a look of confusion, "Why do you sound so disappointed? I thought you hated my prickly hairs."

Kurt chuckled, looking down in embarrassment. As a blush rose to his cheeks he said, "I actually kind of like your stubble."

When he lifted his face, blue eyes met hazel when Blaine replied, "Well, you should have told me that before I hacked half of it off!"

Kurt laughed at Blaine's sarcasm before walking behind him and placing a chaste kiss to the tan boy's bare shoulder, rubbing his hands up and down his biceps.

"What did your dad want?" Blaine asked as he shaved the rest of his cheek.

"He just wanted to talk about our honeymoon," Kurt replied with a shrug.

"Which you have still refused to talk to me about," Blaine said, rinsing the razor underneath the faucet in completion to his task.

"That's because I want it to be a surprise," Kurt said.

"It better be good if I have to wait this long."

"It will be, I promise," Kurt said. He patted the boy's back, "Get out so I can take a shower."

"Why?" Blaine asked.

"Because, you just took a bath, so we can't take one together," Kurt said, tugging the hem of his shirt over his head, revealing a mass of milky-white smooth skin in its tracks.

Blaine's breath hitched in his throat as he caught sight of the beautiful angle in front of him. No matter how long they'd been together, Blaine never tired of seeing Kurt's vulnerable side. He always wanted to latch his mouth to his skin, mark him, and prove that he was his and no one else's.

"If you're mouth open up any wider, I'm pretty sure a bug will fly in there," Kurt said, laughing at Blaine's expression. "See something you like?" he asked, pulling his jeans down to his ankles, and then kicking them towards the wall.

Looking at his fianc� clad in only a pair of baby blue boxer briefs, Blaine finally managed to speak up, "I don't mind getting a little wrinkly."

"What?" Kurt asked, laughing at his lover's insanity.

"What I meant was," Blaine said, stuttering, "that I don't mind taking another bath, even though my fingers and toes will probably get wrinkly."

"That doesn't make any sense," Kurt said, shaking his head. He opened up the shower curtain, and turned the knobs on to the medium temperature. He looked up to the curly haired boy and sighed, "Come on, we can take one."

After Blaine exclaimed with a Yes! and a fist pump, Kurt continued, "But no funny business, mister."

Blaine pouted sarcastically and turned on his heel, "Then what's the point in me taking another bath?"

"My point exactly," Kurt pointed out.

After Kurt finished taking his shower, he put on a white deep v-neck and his favorite pair of flannel pajama bottoms. Walking out of the bathroom, he continued to dry his hair with the soft material of the towel.

As he entered the bedroom, he began to blush at the sight of his fianc�. He was tucked into the covers comfortably, reading a copy of the fifth installment of the Harry Potter book series, yet again. As he drank all of his appearance in, his knees almost buckled when he saw the reading glasses perched on his nose and the wet curls dangling over his forehead. Kurt bit his lip so hard it could have drawn blood.

"Has anyone ever told you how sexy the whole professor style looks on you?" Kurt asked, tossing his towel in to the hamper in the far side of the room.

"Once or twice," he replied with a devilish smirk, looking up at the boy. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason," Kurt said, a smile tugging at the far corners of his lips.

He walked over to his boudoir to get out his moisturizing routine while he continued, "Why do you keep reading those Harry Potter books over and over again?"

The younger boy looked up, "Why do you do your facial routine every day?"

"You know why I moisturize, Blaine."

"And you know why I read these books, Kurt," Blaine replied in a mock tone.

Kurt playfully rolled his eyes and he walked over to the bed, leaving his array of lotions and creams behind. He took the book out of Blaine's hand before gently marking the page with a bend of the top corner.

"What are you doing?" Blaine asked.

"I'm skipping my regime, so you need to skip your reading," Kurt replied, crouching over Blaine's figure to place the thick book on his night table.

"Why?" Blaine asked, removing his glasses, but Klaine stopped him.

"Leave the glass on," Kurt demanded. "I think we should try something."

"Oh yeah?" Blaine asked, perching himself up on his arm looking towards Kurt.

"Yeah," Kurt replied with a nod and lick of his lips.

"Like what?"

Kurt began to trail kisses up Blaine's neck, inhaling the scent of the shaving cream from earlier. As he nuzzled his nose into the crook of Blaine's neck, he began to suck on the skin connecting Blaine's jaw to his neck. Blaine responded with a moan and he grabbed hold of Kurt's hips, causing Kurt to swing over his leg, now straddling Blaine's waist.

He began to rub his hands over Blaine's chiseled chest in slow circles before he kissed Blaine's jaw until their lips pressed together in a heated kiss. Blaine inhaled deeply through his nose and brought his hand up to the back of Kurt's neck. When Kurt began to slide his hand underneath Blaine's navy muscle shirt, he swiped his tongue across his bottom lip. He happily granted access with a greeting of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth, causing Kurt to groan.

Blaine pulled away from the kiss, causing Kurt to whimper, "How far is this going to go?"

"How far do you want it to go?" Kurt asked, his eyes staring deeply into Blaine's.

With a moan, Blaine threw his head back and involuntarily thrust upward into Kurt, their hard cocks touching over the thin material separating them. Kurt began to suck at Blaine's neck, attacking it with his tongue, trying to gain the delicious friction of their hips.

He started to lower his head, peppering sloppy kisses down Blaine's torso. He lifted Blaine's shirt up his body before Blaine completely removed it, throwing it to the opposite side of the room. Kurt's breath caught in his throat at sight of Blaine with his glasses perched on his nose and shirt removed, revealing the toned skin that hid underneath, he was the most gorgeous man that Kurt had ever seen.

With one tug on the hem of Kurt's shirt, Blaine slid it up the rest of Kurt's body, soon following Blaine's shirt on the floor. He sat up, grabbing onto Kurt's back, so they were now sitting on each other. Blaine began to suck on the sensitive skin on Kurt's neck, causing a purple bruise to form.

Kurt moaned and tugged on Blaine's mop of curls when he began to trace light kisses over the hickeys that he made. He brought their lips together and began to move them passionately, tongues fighting for dominance with each sharp intake of breath they took. Blaine began to thrust upwards, causing Kurt to fling his neck backwards with a silent scream.

"Oh Blaine," Kurt moaned.

"What do you want, Kurt?" Blaine asked, rubbing his hands up and down Kurt's sides before kissing down his neck and capturing one of Kurt's nipples in his mouth.

"Blaine!" Kurt screamed in delight as Blaine bit down gently on the stiffening bud. "Touch me!"

Blaine quickly turned Kurt over so he was now on top of him, kissing him deeply. He began to reach his hand below, untying the knot from Kurt's pajama bottoms. When he finished, he got in between Kurt's legs, lifting them up and pulling his bottoms off, revealing Kurt in all of his glory.

"Didn't bother to wear anything underneath tonight?" Blaine asked with a smirk.

"I was hoping it would do some good," Kurt said breathlessly before reaching up towards Blaine's glasses and taking them off, placing them haphazardly on the bed side table. He took Blaine's face in his hands before plunging them both in a passionate kiss, tugging at the younger's boxers, sliding them off with the heels of his feet. Blaine kicked them somewhere only for them to be forgotten in the mess of sheets.

Blaine began to run his hand down and he stopped at the juncture of Kurt's hips, massaging the area smoothly while he played with Kurt's tongue.

"Touch me, Blaine, please," Kurt begged as his gripped onto Blaine's shoulders.

Blaine obliged, pulling away from the kiss. He brought his hand over to Kurt's cock and began to roll his thumb over the slit, eliciting a groan from the chestnut hair boy. He bent over and slipped Kurt's earlobe in his mouth as he listened to the pants and moans coming from the boy underneath him.

After he sucked on the skin and blew cool air onto the lobe, he whispered, "I want to taste you."

Kurt halted suddenly, unsure of what to do. What if he did something wrong or accidentally choked his fianc�? Kurt couldn't deal with that! He had no idea what was going to happen.

"I don't know," Kurt said, eyes piercing into Blaine's.

"Are you not ready to go any further?" Blaine asked, face full of concern as he brought both of his hands up to Kurt's face, cupping his cheeks with his palms.

"No," Kurt shook his head, "I am, but what if I do something wrong?"

"How would you do something wrong?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"Choke you, "Kurt said in a whisper, "or something…"

"Hey, look at me," Blaine said, tipping Kurt's face so they were now looking at each other. "I love you so much. I won't push you to go any further, but if this is what you're worried about, you couldn't be more wrong. I could not be more positive of anything in my life. Just that you're the one I'm doing it to makes it unable to be doing something wrong."

Kurt smiled and kissed the boy above him, and he took Blaine's hand, stopping it when he reached his treasure trail on his abdomen.

"Is that a yes?" Blaine asked.

"Absolutely," Kurt breathed.

He lifted one of Kurt's long, slender legs onto his shoulders and brought his head down to Kurt's leaking member. He swiped his tongue up the shaft before swirling it around the tip, and then took Kurt in his mouth whole and began to suck hard. He lapped at the underside, putting pressure on one of the veins, causing Kurt to scream his name in pleasure before bringing his hands to Blaine's curls and tugging him closer, thrusting into his mouth.

"Blaine," Kurt moaned, thrusting his hips into the warm cavern, "I'm not gonnna last-I-Bla-ugh!"

While Blaine continued to suck, he brought one of his hands up to massage Kurt's upper thighs, causing Kurt to scream, bringing his head closer to him.

He began to feel the warm stirring sensation in his lower abdomen, "Blaine- I'm gonna c-cum!"

Blaine reached his other hand up to grab Kurt's, letting him know it was okay for him to let go. When Blaine began to hum, Kurt began cumming hard. Blaine, in return, swallowed everything Kurt had to offer, enjoying the bitter taste as it traveled down his throat. Kurt thrust twice before collapsing on the bed.

Blaine came off with an obscene pop and kissed his way up Kurt's torso, slowly dragging upwards, letting their sensitive members brush against one another. Kurt groaned deep before taking Blaine's face in between his hands, bringing him up to kiss him.

"I love you so much," Kurt said against their lips before departing and looking into his eyes, "but I need to take care of you now."

"Not necessary," Blaine waved.

"You mean you…?"

"Yep," Blaine answered, shaking his head violently. "Who wouldn't with the sounds you make?"

Kurt began to blush before his fianc� got off of him and rolled over to his side of the bed, bringing the comforter up to cover both of their bodies.

"Can we snuggle?" Blaine asked.

"Only if you're the big spoon," Kurt replied.

"Deal."

When Kurt turned to his side, Blaine's arms wrapped around his waist, he heard Blaine begin to hum in his ear. The humming soon turned to singing only loud enough for Kurt to hear.

Lying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together
And I just wanna stay with you
Just stay in this moment forever, forever and ever

As the lyrics of Aerosmith drifted through the room from Blaine's mouth, Kurt could not have felt safer in the arms of another person. Nothing could possibly tear them apart. This was what heaven felt like, Kurt thought. Life would never disappoint him now as long as he was with Blaine, and Blaine felt the same about Kurt.

Both of them could not have been more wrong than they were in this moment.