They went up to Kurt's room. Kurt made his selection of movie very carefully. He chose "Body Heat". He didn't know what it was about but he knew it was steamy. They settled on his bed and Kurt hit play. Before the open credits rolled, Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist, while his free hand traced light patterns on his arm and thigh. The tickling sensation sent small electric waves through Kurt's body. He turned his head towards Blaine, leaning in, their lips met in the middle. Kurt parted his lips and Blaine slid his tongue in. they kissed for a while, both fighting to control it. It wasn't until Kurt threw his leg over Blaine's hips, straddling him, that it was clear who was in charge. Kurt gently pushed Blaine back. Once horizontal, Kurt settled his body on top of Blaine's. Blaine's arms wrapped firmly around the taller boy. He let out a soft moan as Kurt nipped at his bottom lip.

Kurt kissed his way along Blaine's jaw and neck. Making sure to leave a dark hickey here and there.

"Kurt..." The sound that left Blaine's mouth was not his usual voice, but something lower. A deep sound that Kurt had never heard before. A sound that went straight to his hips. A sound that that could only be responded to with a moan and the grinding of Kurt's hips into Blaine's.

In one fluid motion, Blaine rolled them over so he was on top. Kissing his way down Kurt's neck and collarbone, all the while grinding his pelvis against him. Kurt's hands, which to this point had been glued to Blaine's head, slid down his sides. Then an out of character move for Kurt, he slid his hands over Blaine's ass and gripped hard. He wasn't sure if it was to encourage Blaine to thrust harder or just to have something to hold onto as the room began to spin! Blaine took the cue and really began to put his all in to his hip movement.

"Shit Blaine, you are way to good at this!" Kurt said in a voice that was more breathless then anything.

"What can I say? My vivid imagination can come in handy!" Blaine responded in a joking, and yet erotic, tone.

Their breathing became more rapid, and they both began to perspire. "Fuck! Kurt, I'm gonna come!" Something about Blaine swearing sent shivers through Kurt's body.

"Oh… me too!" Kurt said in a shaky voice that was, what seemed, an octave higher than his natural voice. With that Blaine took two good grinds and they both tensed up.

Kurt just came in his pants. He couldn't believe he just came in his pants! They were designer jeans. But when then he felt Blaine kiss him again and his anger faded away. After they broke apart, Blaine rested his head on Kurt's shoulder and began to laugh. When he rolled to Kurt's side he was damn near hysterical.

"What on earth is so funny?" Kurt said, barely hiding his own giggles.

"It's just, this," he pointed to his pants, "is a really nasty feeling! I might need to use your shower…. And some clean boxers…and pants!" He continued to laugh.

"Uh yea, I need to clean up too" Kurt was blushing, then leaving to get Blaine a towel, a pair of sweatpants (which he made Blaine swear to secrecy that he owned them), and clean boxers from the laundry room.

Once Blaine was safely in the guest bathroom and Kurt was in his own shower, he finally got a moment to let the past week sink in. He and Blaine were dating, they just had one of the most intense sexual experiences of Kurt's young life, and now this incredibly hot guy was showering in his house. Was everything going too fast? He didn't want to rush this relationship. Yes, he liked the physical stuff, but he wanted something so much more. He's only 17; he has plenty of time for sex. This was his first boyfriend, he just wanted the little things. Walking down the hallway holding hands, candlelight dinners, pet names, cutesy Facebook photos, things like that. But how could he tell Blaine this?

By the time he showered, dressed and walked back into his room, Blaine was already sitting there….shirtless! "Uh, Blaine, honey? Where's your shirt" Kurt couldn't take his eyes off of the Greek God that was before him. Blaine had a well-defined chest that was peppered with dark hair that made its way down to his abs. Kurt really focused on his abs, Blaine had a six pack, a fucking six pack! With a happy trail of hair leading down below the waist of the sweats he was wearing. Then he noticed the perfect V that formed at the bottom of his torso. After this view Kurt was almost ready for round two!

"Oh, I dropped it in the sink." Blaine just shrugged, not seeing anything wrong with showing off his body. "I just thought I'd borrow one of those too… if that's OK"

Kurt knew Blaine wouldn't fit into any of his shirts, so he grabbed one of the hoodies his dad gives to his employees at the shop. Kurt almost whimpered when his personal Adonis, covered up. But he had to admit that Blaine looked damn fine in this laid back look. It was so different from his gelled hair, that insufferable blazer, tie, and uniform pants that Kurt was accustomed to. Even when Blaine was in his street clothes he was very put together. But the sweats, the unruly mass of curls, and the hoodie, was just as sexy as they come!

Yes, this taking things slow business, is going to be harder than Kurt thought!