11:35-12:25a.m.

Fingers skimming down his back pull him from his wonderful dream of Blaine and he kissing. He doesn't want to wake and let that feeling he is dreaming slip away. It feels so real and perfect. But, then, Blaine whispering his name has him blinking his eyes open.

When he asked Blaine to stay, and he agreed, he thought he was just saying that to be nice. The moment he fell asleep, Kurt thought Blaine would have quickly gotten dressed and bolted. But to find him still here, now placing small kisses at his shoulder, he is surprised, once again, by the man who came over to his loft.

"You're still here," he softly mumbles, small smile appearing on his lips as he looks up at Blaine. "You stayed."

"Of course I stayed. You asked me to." Blaine props up his elbow and rests his head on his hand.

"I know I did." Kurt hugs the pillow under his head closer to him. "I didn't think you actually would."

"Well, I did," Blaine chuckles, brushing a strand of hair away from Kurt's eyes. "I should tell you that while you slept I ate some...well, most, of the uncooked cookie dough."

Kurt laughs. "That's fine."

"I won't get sick because of the whole raw egg thing, will I?" Blaine asks with a hint of worry to his voice.

"No." Kurt shakes his head. "You should be okay."

"Good. One less thing to worry about."

Propping himself up on his elbows, a faint blush forming at what he's about to say, he looks at Blaine and smiles. "So...um," he mumbles.

"Um, what?" Blaine splays his hand at Kurt's lower back, thumb stroking over warm skin.

"I distinctly remember you saying something about doing something better," Kurt says, blush deepening and spreading across his cheeks and down his neck.

"I did say that, didn't I? I guess I should follow through with that, then. I mean, if I have to," Blaine sighs.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," Kurt reassures him, not wanting to force him to do something he doesn't want to.

"I'm kidding, Kurt," Blaine informs him, letting out a chuckle.

Kurt playfully smacks Blaine's shoulder. "Meanie."

"You wound me," Blaine jokes. "It's not nice to call people names."

"You deserve it." Kurt grins at him.

Leaning over, he starts to kiss along Blaine's neck, softly nipping and biting at the skin. The hand at his back digs in, and Blaine releases a moan. Turning on to his side, pressing close to Blaine's body, draping a leg over his hip, Kurt goes when Blaine rolls him on to his back. Circling both his arms around Blaine's back, he drops his head to the pillow and releases a small moan when Blaine rocks his hips down.

His body instantly responds to the small friction. That plus Blaine kissing along his shoulder and neck has him wanting more.

"We already did this. Remember?" Kurt teases even though he lifts his hips up into Blaine's.

"You're right," Blaine says, pretending to act surprised, stilling his hips. "So...you wouldn't mind if I just move down a bit?"

Kisses trail down his chest and stomach, forming little butterflies in his belly at knowing what Blaine is going to do. Tilting his head to the side as Blaine continues to kiss his way down his body, smiling when he nuzzles his nose right below his bellybutton, Kurt watches as Blaine sits up between his knees.

Fingers toy with the waistband of his underwear, barely slipping in and skimming the skin underneath. "Is this okay, Kurt?" Blaine quietly asks, hooking his fingers in and pulling the material off his hips.

Kurt pulls his lower lip between his teeth and nods his head. Lifting his hips so Blaine can pull his underwear off, seeing him drop them to the floor when fully off. Lying there as Blaine stares down at him with something akin to need filling his eyes, Kurt feels a surge of nerves run through him.

He knows he won't get comfortable being naked in front of Blaine in less than a night. But this time, he doesn't feel as nervous or insecure. Knowing Blaine finds him beautiful, and that he is desirable to him, he feels a bit more sure in his skin when wearing nothing.

Watching as Blaine sits back on his calves, placing a hand at his hip and stroking his thumb over his hipbone and just gazing at him, Kurt wonders what he is doing. "What are you doing?" he asks in curiosity.

"Just admiring the view from up here," Blaine responds, small smile appearing on his lips.

Kurt blushes at the obvious compliment. "You're crazy," he teases, playfully nudging his knee against Blaine's thigh.

"You're cute," Blaine says as he moves to hover over him, placing a kiss to his forehead.

Kurt closes his eyes and feels his heart flutter in his chest at Blaine's words, surprised by how much affect they have on him. They're simple words pretty much said to describe anyone or anything that fits the word. But to hear Blaine call him that, something he's been called before but in a friendly way, is so much to him. It fills him with a feeling of joy and happiness. It has him smiling with how much he loved Blaine calling him that.

"Try not to hastily thrust up," Blaine tells him.

Nodding his head, he watches as Blaine moves back down his body.

Gasping when Blaine licks a stripe from the base of his cock to the tip, wrapping his lips around the head and sucking, licking away the pre-cum that beads at the tip. Feeling him swallow and suck a few times, swirling his tongue around the head, Kurt gets a bit frustrated when Blaine pulls all the way off him. "This okay?" Blaine sincerely asks him, licking his lips; a small smug smile tugging at his lips at knowing Kurt is enjoying what he's doing.

"More...More than okay," Kurt mumbles, dizzy with want. "Please." He reaches down and grips Blaine's shoulder, barely lifting his hips up off the bed, needing Blaine's mouth back on him.

"Tell me when you're close." Nodding his head at Blaine's request, Kurt lets out a loud whimper when heat and silkiness surrounds his cock again.

Blaine's tongue presses to the underside when he gently sucks. Kurt tips his head back and closes his eyes, overwhelmed by the amazing feeling of Blaine's mouth on his cock. Arching his back and moaning, gripping the pillow beneath his head, a jolt of pleasure shoots up his spine when Blaine sucks and tongues at the head, dipping his tongue into the slit. Thrusting his hips up into the heat and silkiness of Blaine's mouth, he realizes what he did. "I'm so...sorry," he apologizes.

Blaine's reply is to lay his arm across his hips and hold him down, taking more of him into his mouth, his hand wrapping around what he can't take into his mouth.

Carding his fingers through messy curls, holding tight, Kurt groans as Blaine bobs his head faster. Sucking and swallowing around him, barely moving the hand he has wrapped around him, he knows this won't last long. It all feels too great.

Pushing up onto his elbows, and looking down, he watches as Blaine's pink lips wrapped around his cock slide up and down. He watches as he bobs his head up and down, easily taking him into his mouth. Blushing when Blaine looks up at him through his eyelashes, he whimpers when he lifts up and only leaves his mouth around the head of his cock, giving it a good suck.

Blaine pulls off, grinning up at him. "Better than expected?" he asks with a bit of pride.

"Didn't expect," Kurt replies, breathing heavy. "Not something I thought would happen tonight." Dropping back to the bed after it gets too tiring to stay up on his elbows, a warmth spreads in his chest when Blaine kisses at his inner thigh, lightly nipping the soft flesh there, sending a shiver through him, making him smile. "But, God, it's great!" he exclaims with vigor.

"Good."

Kurt arches his back and moans when Blaine takes him back into his mouth without warning. Reaching down and pushing his fingers through curls, he tugs as Blaine sucks. Pleasure courses through him, making him smile and release a low whine. Curling his toes when Blaine sucks and moves his hand in short, languid strokes, Kurt feels his body edge to its release. And several amazing moments later, he is right there on the edge of his orgasm. "Bla-Blaine," he pants, pulling in a deep breath, knowing he has to warn him. "I'm close."

Letting out a soft whine when Blaine suddenly pulls off him, not expecting that, Kurt looks down to find him removing his own underwear. Opening his legs a bit more so Blaine can lie down between them, groaning at the brush of their cocks when he starts to rock down on him. Gripping at his back, feeling the muscles move under his hand, he breathes heavy as he gets closer and closer to his release.

"Kurt?" Blaine says around a moan.

"Hmm?" He tips his head back and shudders as Blaine skims his nose along his neck.

"Do you have any lube?"

"Um...Yeah." Kurt feels his heart race at thinking he knows where this is going. "In that nightstand," he says as he tips his head to the nightstand to his right.

Going when Blaine holds him tight and rolls them over, he reaches over and pulls open the drawer, grabbing the almost full bottle of lube sitting in there. Handing it to Blaine, watching him pop the lid and squeeze some onto the palm of his hand and spread it around.

"I need you to lift up off me," Blaine tells him.

Planting his hands on the bed and pushing up, shuffling his legs open a bit more, Kurt feels as Blaine wraps a hand around him and rests it at his lower back. Blaine soothingly strokes his thumb over skin to calm him down. Not knowing what he's planning to do, he notices as Blaine reaches down between their bodies. Moaning when Blaine wraps hand around both their cocks, Kurt minutely thrust his hips up, feeling his cock drag against Blaine's in the most pleasurable way.

"This fine?" Blaine makes sure to ask as he starts to move his hand in long, fast strokes.

"Fi-Fine," Kurt mumbles in reply, enjoying the sparks of pleasure he is experiencing as Blaine moves his hand, and he rocks his hips down.

The hand at his lower back digs in to heated flesh as Blaine starts to move his hand faster. And once he does that, Kurt starts to move his hips faster. He rocks down and then thrust up into Blaine's hand.

"Is it good?" Blaine asks him as he strokes both their cocks.

"Ye-...Yes," Kurt exhales on a shaky breath, rocking down on Blaine and push up into his hand. He moans when Blaine thumbs at the head of his cock on an upward stroke of his wrist. "So good."

Staring into Blaine's desire filled eyes, moving his hips, Kurt leans down and buries his face in the crook of Blaine's neck. Panting and moaning, a thin sheen of sweat covering his body, heart racing, and clutching at the sheets beneath his hands, he feels as it all builds inside him. Closer and closer he gets with each rock of his hips and fast stroke of Blaine's hand. He was already so close when they started. So, it won't be long before he has his release. But he holds back. He fights his orgasm from coming.

Up and then back down. Up and down. Blaine moves his hand and he moans as it all feels amazing. He doesn't want any of it to end. He wants to spend longer in this night with Blaine learning new things, and having Blaine show him what great pleasures he can experience. He wants more of all this; of baking cookies, and talking, and trying new and different things. But he knows it can't last forever. It can't be an endless amazing night. That's why he tries not to come. Because he knows once he does, this will be the end of this fantastic night.

"Come on, Kurt," Blaine breathes into his ear. "Come."

With those words, Kurt lets go and comes. He spills over Blaine's hand in white, hot spurts. It hits both their bellies. Working his hips, combined with Blaine still moving his hand, it doesn't take long for him to give all he can.

Sighing as he stills, pleasure still thrumming under his skin, Kurt feels as Blaine comes himself a few seconds later.

Collapsing against Blaine after having nothing left to give in a breathless heap, pleasure still flowing through him and making him feel wonderful, he kisses along his shoulder and nuzzles his nose in the curve of his neck.

"Thank you," he exhales in a breathless voice, sounding thoroughly pleased.

"You're welcome," Blaine chuckles.

An arm curls around his waist, and Kurt finds himself being rolled over. Blaine settles on top of him, looking down at him adoringly. "Did you enjoy it, too?" he asks, wanting to make sure Blaine was as pleased as him.

"Don't worry about me, Kurt." Blaine strokes his thumb over Kurt's cheek, smiling down at him. "This isn't about me. This is about you."

"Well, if this about me, I want to make sure you enjoyed it." Kurt splays one hand over the middle Blaine's back, the other cupping the side of his face, thumb running right under his bottom lip. "I don't want to be the only one enjoying myself."

Blaine lets out a soft chuckle. "You're the first client I've had to have that concern." Kurt watches as Blaine lowers his head, resting it against his chest. He plays with the curls at the base of Blaine's neck. Lying there like that, with Blaine comfortably on top of him, he realizes how easy all this has been between them. It feels like he's doing first time things with someone he's known for years instead of hours. It feels perfect. "It shouldn't matter if I enjoyed it or not. I'm there to please the client; not myself."

Feeling Blaine skim his fingers in the arm now outstretched to his side, slipping his hand in his, Kurt gently squeezes his hand when he laces their fingers together. "So, you didn't enjoy it?" he asks concerned, thinking since Blaine said that, and he's avoiding answering his question, he didn't have a good time.

"There have been many, many times when I didn't enjoy it, Kurt. It makes no difference," Blaine tells him as he lifts his head and gazes down at him.

"It makes a difference to me," Kurt mumbles.

"Why does it matter to you if I enjoyed myself? It shouldn't?"

"It does to me. I may be inexperienced in all this, but I want to know I can please someone in return." Kurt shrugs his shoulders and smiles, feeling a bit bashful admitting that. Yeah, he is greatly inexperienced in all this, in everything he's doing with Blaine, but he wants to at least know he has potential to provide pleasure to someone else. "I want to make sure you came over here and were satisfied."

"Oh, Kurt Hummel," Blaine laughs, dropping his forehead to Kurt's and staring into his eyes. "You are something else."

"A good something, or a bad something?" Kurt jokes.

"A great something," Blaine replies, making Kurt's heart skip a beat with how much adoration was in Blaine's voice. "And, yes, I enjoyed myself. This night has been one of the best in many months."

"This is one of the best nights of my life," Kurt whispers. Giggling as he stares into Blaine's eyes, and he nudges his nose with his, he blushes when Blaine kisses the tip of his nose.

"I'm glad I could do that for you." Tipping his head back, Kurt sighs as Blaine kisses his way down his neck, sucking the skin at the base of his throat.

Feeling Blaine shift on him, Kurt releases a small moan when his body instantly reacts to the movement. He's surprised by how much he wants Blaine, again, right now. Fluttering his eyes close when Blaine gently rocks his hips down, Kurt feeling him barely hard against his hip, he lets a small whimper pass his lips at the new pleasure flowing through him. Even though his body is tired and over sensitive at the moment, he doesn't ignore how much he is turned on by the mere fact of Blaine lying naked on top of him.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" Kurt asks out of the blue with no qualms when he looks into Blaine's eyes. The moment Blaine rolls off him and lets out a huff is when he knows he's got his answer. He kind of suspected a few moments ago when he knew this night was almost over. "Why?" he asks a bit upset. "It's what I really wanted tonight."

"You're not ready for that, Kurt," Blaine tells him in reply.

"What makes you think that? This is my decision; my choice. Not yours. I'm ready. I...I'm ready."

"Okay, you might be ready." Kurt watches as Blaine turns to his side and pulls him close to his body. He ignores the stickiness on their stomachs as they press close together, instead focusing on lying in Blaine's strong arms. "But it should be with someone special. Someone who will be gentle and kind and sweet, and make it perfect for you. Not me."

"What's wrong with you? Because based on tonight, so far, you fit all the criteria you mentioned."

"Kurt, it's only been five and a half hours. You can't rush into something with me based on one night."

"Why not?" Kurt retorts, wrapping his hand around Blaine's neck, feeling his steady pulse beneath his fingers. "I know I would be making the right choice."

"That's what you think, now," Blaine sighs. "I just don't want you to do something you will regret later."

"I won't regret it, Blaine." Staring into his eyes flecked with yellow and green, he knows there will be no budging Blaine of the choice he is making for both of them. "I want this. I want you."

"Oh, god, Kurt," Blaine groans to, holding him close and burying his face in the curve of Kurt's neck, breathing in a lungful of the smell lingering on his skin. "You make it difficult to refuse you." Kurt gazes into his eyes filled with need when he pulls back and looks at him.

"Then don't refuse me," Kurt whispers.

"I can't." Kurt notices the hint of regret in Blaine's eyes, knowing he wants to, but thinks he is doing the right thing for him. "I just...I have to refuse you, Kurt. I can't do that for you."

"Fine," Kurt huffs, a bit mad that Blaine won't sleep with him, furrowing his eyebrows in a bit of anger.

"You'll thank me one day," Blaine says to him, pressing a kiss to his furrowed brows. "Don't be mad, Kurt."

"I think I deserve to be a little upset," Kurt gripes, turning in Blaine's arms so his back is pressed to Blaine's chest. "I hoped to lose my virginity tonight, and here I am almost six hours later with it still intact."

"Um...Kurt," Blaine chuckles, draping an arm over his side and lacing their fingers together. "I don't thi-"

"And don't try to tell me what we did counts, because that's not how I see it." Kurt rests the hand with Blaine's on his chest right over his heart, already getting sleepy again.

"How do you see it?" Blaine asks.

"I see it as me losing my virginity when a guy is inside me, or vice versa. Why? How do you see it?"

"I think sex is just when two people get off no matter what they are doing," Blaine answers him. "It doesn't necessarily mean any kind of penetration."

"Seems we have differing opinions, then," Kurt says, letting out a yawn. "I still see myself as a virgin, and you don't."

"You can see yourself as whatever you want, Kurt. I won't force you to believe what I do. But I still want you to wait for someone special to change that for you."

Smiling when Blaine nuzzles his nose at the back of his neck, placing a kiss there, Kurt closes his eyes. "Stay until I fall asleep."

"Definitely," Blaine whispers, holding Kurt closer.