He sits across from Cayden outside the small cafe in town they visited together a few weeks before.  It seems so long ago, now.  A different time.  A different them.  Now they sit here with the knowledge of knowing the others son intimately.  This isnt how Kurt wanted it to be.  With each of them holding an unease to the other.

Cups of cold coffee sit untouched in front of them.  The only sign of how long theyve sat there in their silence.  An occasional car or person will pass by that will hold their attention for a second before it returns to the person across from them.  The cool breeze that blows across their skin helps with the heat of the day.  But nothing distracts them from why theyre here.  The reason sits huge between them like a wrecking ball, dangerous enough to destroy the friendship they share.

"Im not sorry," Kurt finally says, chipping into the brick wall of tension between about the reason theyre here.  "I dont regret, or feel bad, about being with him."

"How did it happen?"  Cayden asks as she sits back in her chair and crosses her legs.  Her brows furrowing together in anger.  Kurt knows if she wasnt wearing her sunglasses, he would find a hint of anger in them.

Even though shes angry towards him, Kurt feels no animosity or hatred toward Cayden for what she did.  After Asher told him the morning before, for a second he thought he was joking.  He had to be. But when he looked into his sons eyes he could easily read like Caseys, he knew.  He saw the truth in them; the truth of what Asher said.  It shocked him; stunned him to his core.  For several minutes afterwards, he tried to work out what this meant for all of them.

Now sitting across from Cayden that Kurt still doesnt know what this means for him.  He just knows he cant lose Blaine.

"It wasnt planned, Cay," Kurt honestly tells her, turning up the corner of his mouth in a small smile.  Hes going to be friendly and cordial to her.  Get back on her good side.  "Weve been talking and getting to know each other these past two and a half weeks.  Its easy talking to him.  And I miss being able to do that with another guy; that ease that comes with being around him.  I found myself enjoying being around him.  I developed feelings for him, and he developed them for me.  We kissed the other night, and it just progressed from there.  He makes me happy."  A beaming smile spreads across Kurts face as he talks about Blaine and how he feels for him.  "Its been years since Ive been this happy with someone.  Im sorry that its Blaine.  But Im not sorry for how I feel about him."

For a few minutes after he finishes talking, Kurt just sits there as Cayden sits there staring at him without saying a word.  Worry starts to fill his mind.  Dread of her yelling and screaming.  He wouldnt blame her.  He deserves that from her.  But as the seconds tick by without her saying or doing anything, the worry and dread only builds.

"Cay?" he finally says.

"After Ash told me about Blaine and you, yeah, I was mad.  What mother wouldnt be?"  Cayden forces a small laugh.  "My best friend and my son half his age sleeping together!  I didnt know what to think, or do.  I almost stormed over to your house to yell at you.  I wanted to confront you two and ask what the hell you were thinking."

"What stopped you?"

"Asher told me it would be a bad idea.  I realized he was right.  So, I calmed down and thought about what to do." Cayden fiddles with the spoon sitting next to her untouched cup of coffee.  "I was deciding between taking Blaine and leaving, or just telling you two to stop.  Then...I dont know.  Me and Asher were just sitting there in our combined frustration, and I guess that had us gravitating to each other even more.  I understand what you say when you talk about how you feel with Blaine.  Im the same with Ash.  I didnt want it to happen.  To stoop to y-" Cayden stops herself.

Kurt knows what she was going to say.  To stoop to your level.  The unsaid words hang heavy in the air between them.  They still hurt.

Kurt understands Caydens dis-contempt with him sleeping with Blaine when he feels the same way about knowing she slept with Asher.  He doesnt like.  Hates it even.  But he accepts that it happened.  That there was no way he could have stopped it.  In a strange way, it feels like payback for him sleeping with Blaine.  But hes sure Cayden doesnt see it that way.  Knows she wouldnt.  Simply put: she wanted Asher in the same way he wanted Blaine.

"What do we do?"  Kurt asks as he fingers the handle on the cup that sits in front of him.

"We end it," Cayden answers as she shifts in her seat.  "It should have never happened."

At those words, Kurt feels his heart break a little.  That is exactly the last thing he wanted to hear Cayden say.  To end it with Blaine is the last thing he wants.  But if its what Cayden wants from him, hell listen.  Plus, its probably for the best.  This thing between all of them has already crossed more lines than it should have.  "O-Okay," he forces out, trying to hide how upset he is over this.  Biting back tears already welling up in his eyes.  "Well end it."

"Today," Cayden says as she leans forward and grabs her cup of cold coffee.  "Its best to end it now before it goes too far and someone gets hurt."

Nodding his head in agreement, forcing a small smile, Kurt doesnt even want to think about how Blaine will react.

~

"I cant!  I dont want to," Blaine says with sadness and anger mixing in his voice.  He looks just as broken up over what Kurt just told him as Kurt feels about having to do it.

"I dont want to, too.  But, Cayden and I talked, and we agreed to stop this."  Kurt takes a few steps to Blaine.  "This would be crazy.  The four of us together like this.  What would other people think?"

"Screw other people," Blaine angrily says in reply.  It scares Kurt a little how mad Blaine is.  But he understands his anger.  "This is about me wanting you.  They dont deserve a say in that."

"Youre right," Kurt agrees with a small nod of his head.  "They dont.  But we cant, Blaine.  It has to end."

Blaine storms out of the kitchen, loudly slamming a door shut upstairs.  Staying where he is, Kurt pulls in a few deep breaths to compose himself and then follows after him.  Walking into his bedroom, finding Blaine staring out the windows, shoulders tense, he tentatively walks to him.  He already knows this is going to be difficult.  Letting Blaine go after too short a time with him is like being given a slice of happiness only to have it ripped out of his hands.

"You have to go, Blaine," Kurt tries to say in a comforting voice as he places his hand at Blaines lower back.  "Im so sorry.  If things were different, I would..."

"What, Kurt?"  Blaine angrily snaps at him, looking at him with eyes now dark with anger swimming in them.  The anger looks out of place in eyes that always hold joy, and shine with happiness.  "Nothing about what we have needs it to be where things should be different.  Im so fucking happy with you, Kurt."  Kurt sees the anger drain from Blaines eyes and be replaced with a softness of hope that makes Kurts heart ache.  "I just want to be with you.  Is that too much to ask for?"

The fought back tears finally spill over.  Kurt cant recall when someones fought so hard to be with him.  The fact that Blaine is only nineteen and fighting for him in a way Kurt has never had an ex do when he left them makes him cry harder.  It shouldnt be like this.  He shouldnt be falling for a nineteen year old who makes him feel so fucking special he practically glows with happiness.  But here he is, in front of Blaine crying, and realizing he is falling for him.

A hand gently cups his face.  A thumb wipes away the tear rolling down his cheek.  Kurt turns into Blaines touch, pressing a kiss to his palm.  He closes his eyes and breathes in the smell of Blaine.  "Blaine," he quietly sobs as he looks at him.  "We ca-" Kurt doesnt get to finish his sentence.

Blaines mouth crashing to his catches him off-guard.  The kiss is desperate and claiming, brings a sense of ease over him, and Kurt easily gives into it.  Easily gives into Blaine like a fly trapped in his web.  Lips parting when Blaine pushes at the seam of his lips with his tongue, he releases a deep moan as he delves his tongue into his mouth.

"Not giving you up, Kurt," Blaine mumbles against his mouth.

Kurt trembles at Blaines words.  He cant remember a time where he was so wanted and desired by another person.  But the fact that the person who finally feels that way towards him is Caydens son isnt good.

"B-Blaine," Kurt gasps as Blaine kisses at his neck.  A jolt of lust running straight to his cock.  "W-we shouldnt." Kurt uses his last defense, the last fight he has in him to try and stop this before they go too far once again.

Blaine grabs him by the face and stares into his eyes.  His eyes he figures easily give away his want.  Kurts heart races at the look of pure want swimming in Blaines gorgeous hazel eyes.  "Yes," Blaine says with a sure voice.  "We should."

Just like that, Kurt loses his fight.  All his defensive walls he put up to stop this from happening again crumble to the floor and shatter like a poorly constructed LEGO tower being knocked down.  He cant stop how much he wants Blaine, just like he cant stop the Earth from spinning.  Blaine makes him dizzy with desire.  When hes around him, all he knows is him and how much he wants him.  There was no way he could have stopped this from happening no matter how hard he tried.  Blaine will always manage to push past his walls.

Wrapping his arms around Blaines neck and pulling him in for a sensual, languid kiss, Kurt moans as he feels the press of their groins together.  A mixture of lust and want shoots through Kurt as he feels Blaines cock pressing against his hip.  His body instantly responds to the touch of Blaine; to the feel of him.

Hands push under his shirt and roam over his chest.  Kurt gasps and jerks his hips forward when Blaine rubs a thumb over his nipple.  Arousal spikes in him at the sensual touch.

"I want to be inside you," Blaine whispers, voice filled with need as he circles Kurts nipple.

"Please," Kurt sighs as his body shakes with need.

Slowly walked backwards and pushed up against a wall, Kurt helps Blaine as he works open the jeans he wears.  Jeans and underwear shimmied down off his hips, Kurt drops his head back against the wall and moans as Blaine drops to his knees and takes him into his mouth.

Threading his fingers through Blaines curls, and tugging with each good suck around his cock, Kurt closes his eyes and forgets about the world and his problems outside these four walls for a few glorious seconds.

When Blaine pulls off him, body thrumming with so much want for Blaine it terrifies him a bit, Kurt sighs into Blaines mouth when he kisses him.  Breathing heavy when Blaine pulls away from him, Kurt stares into his eyes that are filled with the slightest hint of guilt.

"You want to stop?"  Blaine asks as he pulls Kurts shirt over his head.

Kurt shakes his head no as the shirt is pulled off from around his wrists.  He wraps his arms around Blaines waist.  "Why?  Do you?" he asks with a bit worried Blaine wants to stop.  If Blaine were to stop right now, hes sure he would die of need.

"No.  No, I could never stop," Blaine assures Kurt as he cups the side of his face.  Kurt closes his eyes when Blaine rests his forehead to his.  "I just dont want you doing something for me you might regret later."

Kurt moves to rest his forehead to Blaines temple; warm breath brushing over his ear.  "Blaine," Kurt softly sighs.  "I wont regret this.  Ill never regret anything I do with you."

"Okay."  Kurt feels Blaines grin against his skin when he presses his mouth to his shoulder.  "Give me a second."

The warmth of having Blaine so close is gone when he pulls away from him.  Kurt watches as Blaine walks to the nightstand and grab the bottle of lube he stashed there two nights before when he stayed with him.  He just watches him.  The build of his body.  A body he loves.  A body that brings pleasure to him in a way he never imagined possible.

"Whats with the grin?"  Blaine asks as he walks back to Kurt, squeezing lube onto his hands.

Its then that Kurt realizes hes grinning like a fool.  He blushes in embarrassment.  "Nothing.  Just admiring your body."

"Alright.  Now," Blaine says as he reaches down between Kurts legs and traces his entrance.  "You sure?"

Kurt nods his head.

Blaine pushes in with the first finger. Kurt gasps.  The finger is worked in and out of him.  And as Blaine pushes in with two fingers after a several moments, Kurt cries out when a mouth covers his nipple.  He grips a handful of Blaines hair as he gently sucks and traces his nipple.  Working his hips down on the fingers thrusting into his ass, and pushing forward into Blaines mouth on his nipple, Kurt doesnt think it could be better than this.

As Blaine pushes into his ass with three fingers, and gently bites down on his nipple he has in his mouth, Kurts eyes widen in pleasure. A startled moan of arousal escapes his mouth.  Ripples of pleasure hit him over and over.  His cock twitches with need.  "P-please, Blaine," he pathetically begs.

Fingers removed from his ass, and the clanking of a belt being unfastened has Kurts body pulsing.  Pulling Blaines shirt over his head as he tries to shimmy the jeans off his hips untouched, Kurt laughs as Blaine only manages to work them down to mid-thigh.  Kneeling down, he pushes the jeans down the rest of the way.  Eye-level with the bulge in Blaines boxers, Kurt leans over and sucks at the head of his cock through the material.  Above him, he hears Blaine moan.

Mouth watering with want, Kurt pulls Blaines underwear down to release his cock.  He takes the swollen, purpling head of Blaines cock between his lips.  Lightly sucking, twirling his tongue around the head, Kurt moans as he licks away the precome at the tip.  Fingers card through his hair as he sinks his mouth all the way down on Blaine until he hits the back of his throat.  Tightly grabbing at Blaines thighs, Kurt starts to suck and bob his head with vigor.

Looking up at Blaine through his lashes, seeing his free hand planted on the wall, Kurt reaches between Blaines legs with one of his hands and massages his balls.  He feels Blaines thighs quiver after he does that.

"Kurt," Blaine breathlessly whines above him.

Doubling his efforts, Kurt reaches back and presses a thumb to Blaines hole.  Blaine unexpectedly jerks his hips forward roughly, making Kurt gag.  Kurt pulls off him as he starts to cough.

"Oh, fuck!  Im sorry, Kurt," Blaine apologizes as he lifts him up.

"Its okay," Kurt says around a cough, spreading his lips into a smile.  "You didnt mean it."

"Im still sorry."  Blaine brushes his lips over Kurts red ones.

When Blaine wraps an arm around his waist and pulls him close, Kurt drops his head back against the wall and whines as their cocks rub together.  Hips rolled forward, the glide made easier from the precome leaking from both the heads of their cocks.  Kurt grabs at Blaines shoulders for support as he continues to rock forward into him.  Fingers at his lower back press into heated flesh.  Kurt knows if they keep this up, theyll both be coming, and he doesnt want that.  Well, he wants that.  Thats whole point of this.  He just wants to come with Blaine inside him.

"Blaine," he whines as he forces himself to still his hip.  "Please.  I need you."

"All right."  Blaine bends down to grab one the many condoms in the back pocket of his jeans.

An empty foil wrapper is thrown into the trash can.  Kurt watches Blaine roll it down his cock, then spread lube over himself.

"Want me to turn around?"  Kurt asks as he starts to do just that.

"No."  Blaine stops him by pressing close to him to prevent him from moving.  "Like this.  Want to see you."

"O-okay," Kurt whispers in reply as he minutely nods his head, eyes locked on Blaines hazel ones.

Left leg lifted and hooked over Blaines waist, Kurt gasps as the head of Blaines cock presses into his ass.  Those few seconds between that, and Blaine fully sinking into him always makes Kurts heart race.  The feeling of being stretched open just around the head of Blaines cock is like the tease before the actually show.  Its a taste of whats to come. And Kurt loves how Blaine always teases him like this; how he pushes in just with the tip and stills for a few seconds.  Positive Blaine does it to come back from the edge before he fully sinks into him and comes, Kurt doesnt care why Blaine actually does it.  He just enjoys the fact that he does.

Kurt digs his teeth into his lower lip as Blaine eases fully inside him.  Hips rest against his ass.  After Blaine pushes into him, Kurt just stares into his eyes dark with desire.

They dont move.  They stand there and just stare into each others eyes.  Kurt reaches up and brushes his thumb over Blaines lips, smiling when he kisses it.

Heart beating wildly in his chest, pulse racing, body aching with need, it becomes too much for Kurt.  Arm wrapped around Blaines shoulders, Kurt leans forward and kisses him as he squeezes around his cock.  "Move," he breathes against Blaines lips.

A loud groan falls from Kurts parted lips when Blaine pulls his hips back and snaps them forward.  Jostled up a bit against the wall, causing him to stand on his tip toes of his foot still planted to the floor for a second, Kurt wraps his other arm around Blaines back and grips at his shoulder.  Blaines fingers dig into the flesh of the thigh he holds high up on his side.  Kurt drops his eyes closed and moans as Blaine slams his hips up a few more times.

Just as quick as Blaine starts to fuck him, Kurt feels him slow down.  The thrusts become longer, and more drawn-out.  Blaine pulls out and slowly sinks back into him, gently rocking his hips against his ass.

Blaines going slow, thats what Kurt quickly realizes.  Hes taking his time with him.  Theres no kind of roughness or urgency like before.  Its almost as if Blaine is cherishing him; treating this like this will be their last time together.  But Kurt knows it wont be.  Cant be.  There is no way this is ending tonight.  This isnt their last night.

"Fuck me, Blaine," Kurt begs, clenching around Blaine and thrusting his hips down.

"Want to go slow," Blaine says, confirming what Kurt already knew.  "Want to make it last."

Kurt looks at him.  In his eyes, he sees a mixture of desire and fear.  Theres the desire for him, and the fear of this ending.  And Kurt wants to dispel that; wants to assure him this isnt over.  Reaching behind Blaines head, he pulls him forward into a slow, languid kiss.  Its intimate and sweet.

"Dont worry," Kurt murmurs against Blaines lips.  "This isnt over."

It seems thats all Blaine needed to hear, because those words kick-start something inside Blaine that has him pulling out of Kurt.  Before Kurt can even protest, lips crash to his in a hard kiss.  He moans into Blaines mouth as hes dragged to the bed mere feet away.

Pushed back on it, Kurt scoots back until his head hits a pillow.  He watches with lust as Blaine kneels on the bed and crawls up to him.  Legs dropping open in invitation, Kurt arches off the bed and groans as Blaine presses three fingers into him.  The fingers are pumped in and out.  Kurts body shudders as Blaine repeatedly thrust the fingers into his ass; his legs falling open wider when Blaine manages to brush over his prostate.  Hands look for purchase on anything as he works his hips down on the fingers.  He lifts his hips up to seek any kind of friction on his aching cock.

"Inside," Kurt heavily pants.  "Want you back inside."

"Okay," Blaine replies, voice dripping with lust.

Blaine kneels in front of Kurt on the bed as he removes his fingers and grips his ankles.  Knees pushed together and up to his chest, ass tilted up so its resting against Blaines thighs, feet rested against Blaines chest, Kurt watches as Blaine grips the base of his cock.  He moans as Blaine presses the head of his cock into his ass.

"What the hell is this?"  Kurt asks as he arches his back when Blaine sinks back into him.  Sinks in much deeper than before.  Giving Kurt a better feeling of fullness.

"A position," Blaine chuckles as he lays his crossed arms on Kurts legs and lightly pushes down. "Grab my thighs."

Hands grab at Blaines thighs; Kurt sighs as Blaine pulls out and sinks back in.  He whimpers and tightly grips Blaines thighs as Blaine does that a few more times; no force behind his thrust.  Just slow, drawn-out drags of his cock in and out.  It feels good.  In this position, Blaine somehow manages to sink deeper into him.

"W-who taught you this?"  Kurt asks as he tilts his ass up to meet the thrusts of Blaine into him.

"Who do you think?"

Its then that Kurt becomes really grateful for Blaines ex.  "I-Im going to f-find him and buy him the biggest fucking fruit basket ever."  Kurt groans when Blaine shallowly thrusts into him a few times.  He doesnt know who this ex is, or what he looks like.  Hell, Kurt doesnt even like him for knowing he cheated on Blaine.  But, God, is he thankful he taught Blaine how to be great in bed.

"Can we please not talk about my asshole ex?"  Blaine says as he pulls his hips back.

"T-that sounds great."  Kurt lets out a loud scream when Blaine slams his hips forward.  "Fuck!"  He throws his head back and trembles.  "A-again.  Do that again."

Blaine stops the whole slow thing and starts to fuck Kurt in earnest.  Kurt feels Blaines hands grab at his knees and use the extra support to fuck into him harder.  Deep, hard slams of Blaines hips into Kurts ass have him dropping his mouth open around a loud moan as Blaine perfectly hits his prostate.  A quick, steady rhythm of Blaines hips into him is created.  And Kurt cant stop from crying out each time Blaine thrusts in.

"Dont stop!"  Kurt cries out.

Moaning as Blaine continues to fuck into him, Kurt laughs at himself. He was crazy if he thought he could go without this again.  Its too good.  Too phenomenal to give up.  Sex with Blaine is like the best chocolate in the world, and he alone gets to enjoy the delicacy of it any time he wants.  And, man, is he gorging.  He cant get enough.

As Blaine fucks him with a ferociousness that makes his whole body tremble with pleasure, Kurt cant tear his eyes away from Blaines that are trained on him.  Theres a hunger in them that has a shiver running through Kurt.  But alongside the hunger, theres a look of joy; of happiness that makes Kurts heart swell.  The fact that Blaine looks at him with such happiness makes all this worth it.  Lets Kurt know he didnt make a mistake in allowing this.

Back arching off the bed, Kurt whimpers as he feels the heat start to coil in his belly.

"Blaine," Kurt quietly moans.

"I know," Blaine moans in reply.  "I know."

Lips press to the sensitive skin under his ear.  Kurt softly moans as Blaine first gently nips at the skin, then laps over it with his tongue.

"Yes!"  Kurt loudly cries out when Blaine pulls his hips back, and then snaps them forward, hitting his prostate.  Hes pretty sure anyone within a mile radius heard him.

Kurt whimpers.  Hipbones roughly, and repeatedly, hit his ass.  Kurt knows comfortably sitting tomorrow wont be an option.  But he doesnt care.  Hell just smile to himself knowing Blaine is the reason.

When Blaine takes him into his hand, it doesnt take long for him to come.  He spills over Blaines fist in hot spurts that his stomach as his powerful orgasm rushes through him.  This isnt like other orgasms hes experienced with Blaine so far.  This one seems to unending.  Just when Kurt thinks its about to stop, another wave of intense pleasure will hit him, knocking the breath out of him.  By the time his orgasm starts to wane, Kurt isnt sure he can move.

As pleasure goes through his body, it still shocks Kurt that Blaine is only nineteen and this amazing in bed.  All the guys he slept with before Blaine that were older cant hold a candle to what Blaine makes him feel.

"Oh, God," Kurt softly moans as the last of the pleasure ripples through him minutes later.  Hands shaking as he laces his fingers with Blaines hands, he minutely rotates his hips as Blaine still thrusts into him.  Theres some pain, but nothing he cant handle.

"Oh, fuck!"  Blaine groans as he squeezes Kurts hands and drops his head.  "Do...Do that again."

Kurt just grins as he clenches around Blaine and thrusts his hips up, rotating them like last time.  He pulls Blaine closer and closer to his release with every movement of his hips.  And not a few minutes later, he feels Blaine bury himself inside him one last time and come.

Kurt drops his legs to the bed and stretches his body a bit after Blaine pulls out collapses next to him on the bed.  He cleans them both up before pressing in close to Kurts side; resting his head on his shoulder.  For several minutes, they both lie there in a state of pure bliss, catching their breath as their heartbeats start to slow.

"That was fun," Blaine breathlessly laughs.

Kurt laughs through his heavy breathing.  "That was a lot more than fun."

"What was it then?"

Kurt thinks about it for a few seconds.  "That was memorizing," he replies as he looks at Blaine.  "Definitely a top five."

"Weve only fucked five times," Blaine points out with a chuckle.

"A technicality," Kurt replies.  "Something we need to fix."

Blaine just laughs.  "I think Ive awoken a monster."

"No."  Kurt shakes his head as he scoots down to press a kiss to Blaines mouth.  "Youve awoken me.  Ive been sleeping, Blaine, in my romantic life.  Or lack thereof one."  Blaine laughs along with Kurt at that.  "Ive been sleeping.  But now Im awake thanks to you.  I forgot how great it could be with someone.  Being with you is a breath of fresh air after being alone for so long.  You make me happy."

"What if I said it was just sex for me?"  Blaine worriedly asks, chewing his lower lip.

"Oh," Kurt says surprised, starting to pull away from Blaine.  "I...Thats..."

"Kurt," Blaine laughs as he pulls him back into him.  "Im completely kidding."

Relief washes through Kurt.  Never have words sounded so great.  He shoves hard at Blaines shoulder.  "Youre a jackass.  I thought you were being real."

"I know you did."  Blaine grins.  "I was convincing."

"I was close to kicking you out," Kurt admits.

Blaine reaches up and cups Kurts face.  "In all seriousness, though, you make me so happy, Kurt," he says.

Kurt beams at him with a bright, happy smile.

Kurt notices Blaines eyes gleam with delight as he looks at him; a grin playing at the corner of his mouth.  "What?" he asks with a small laugh.

"I, just," Blaine says.  "It, just, still amazes me that I get to be with you."

"W-why?"  Kurt asks with a shaky voice as Blaine he tries to regain his composure.

"I thought you wouldnt want to waste your time on a nineteen year old like me," Blaine admits as he turns and presses into Kurts side.

Kurt looks at Blaine and laughs at his admission.

"Whats funny?"  Blaine asks with concern in his voice and eyes.

"Blaine," Kurt sighs.  "If anything, I thought you wouldnt want to waste your time with a thirty-eight year old guy like me."

"Youre exactly the kind of guy I want to waste my time with," Blaine replies as he leans over and brushes his lips over Kurts.

That makes Kurt smile.  It makes his heart race in a way that has nothing to do with what Blaine and he are doing.

"Now," Kurt whispers as he ghosts his lips over Blaine.  "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure?"  Blaine nods his head.

"What exactly did we just do?"

"Something people call sex," Blaine jokingly replies.

Kurt playfully smacks Blaine on his lower back.  "What was that?"

"Its called the Bandoleer," Blaine replies.

It takes a second for it to click for Kurt after Blaine says that.  "Blaine?" he says with a chuckle to his voice.

"Yes?"

"Did we just do a kamasutra position?"

"Maybe," Blaine replies with a grin.  "My ex was big on them.  Did you not like it?"

Kurt snorts.  "In case you didnt notice, I enjoyed it very much.  Do you have more positions up your sleeve?"

"I guess youre just going to have to wait and see."

"I like a guy well versed in giving great pleasure," Kurt says as he nips Blaines lower lip.

"Good thing you have me."  Blaine smirks.

"Good thing," Kurt repeats.  Nuzzling his nose in the back of Blaines neck when he turns in his arms, Kurt holds him.

Just outside the glass doors, Kurt can see the sun setting, and he thinks about the next day.  What does he tell Cayden?  How does he explain that he cant walk away from Blaine?  He feels like a terrible friend for not listening to her, but he knew it would be difficult.  For both Blaine and him.  It was never going to be easy for either of them to give this up.  Thats like asking a child to give up sweets.  Its not going to happen.

"Kurt," Blaine quietly says as they lie there staring out at the setting sun.  "Please dont give this up."  Kurt stares into Blaines eyes when he turns back to face him.  "I just got you.  I dont want to lose you so soon.  I want to stay with you."

Kurt knows he couldnt make him leave if he wanted to.  He wants him right here; right in his arms where it doesnt feel wrong.  "I want you to stay, too."  Kurt cups Blaines face, stroking his thumb over his cheek.  "I want to be with you."

Blaines smile is so bright, Kurt finds himself unable to not smile.  He softly moans when Blaine leans forward and nuzzles his nose in the curve of his neck.

"Can we just forget about what might happen tomorrow and focus on tonight?"  Blaine asks as he starts to kiss his way up to Kurts mouth.

Kurt smiles into the kiss Blaine gives him.  "I can do that."

Exhausted hours later, Blaine passed out next to him, pushing back his hair from his eyes, Kurt tries not to think about what this means for his friendship with Cayden.  It hurts too much to even fathom the fallout from this.  So, instead, he curls into Blaines side and falls asleep.