“As much as I love, what you are doing, we should probably talk…” Blaine said when Kurt pushed him onto the sofa and attacked his neck with open-mouthed kisses. They had left the club an hour ago and except the few sentences that they had exchanged in the isle, they hadn’t talk at all.

“I know…but you’re so irresistible.” Kurt said with a sight and put himself into a sitting position. Blaine entwined their fingers, not ready yet to have no physical contact at all with Kurt.

“How do you think this could work?” Blaine asked him. He had no idea what they were going to do, but apparently, Kurt had thought about it for a while.

“Honestly, I don’t know. I’m stuck in here till the week before Christmas, so I guess we need to come up with some visit schedule…”

“And what about after Christmas?” Kurt just shrugged his shoulders.

“That’s something we have to figure out together. It’s up to us, where we are going to be. You could come here or I could go back to Pittsburgh…or we could find another place to live. We have almost five months to make the decision.”

“How often will we see each other during those five months?”

“I was thinking that we could take the turns every other week. You’re here this week so in two weeks I could come to Pittsburgh. This way we can spend every other weekend together. How does it sound to you?” Kurt was caressing Blaine’s knuckles with his thumb, anxiously waiting for a respond from him. Blaine stayed silent for a while, processing all the information he’d just got and weighting the options.

“I think we could make it work.” Kurt smiled.

“Yeah?” He asked, leaning closer to Blaine.

“Yeah.” Blaine whispered before catching Kurt’s lips with his own.

Kurt was woken up by loud voices from the hallway. His neck was hurting from lying in the weird position beside Blaine on the sofa. He couldn’t remember how they had fallen asleep. They were probably tired from making out so much. He stood up immediately when he recognized the voices. He hurried to open the door.

“What the hell! Do you know what time is it? Come inside before someone calls the cops.”

“Kurt! I’m so glad to see you…You left and didn’t come back. Why?” Lucas threw himself on Kurt, catching him out of guard and making him stumble.

“What’s going on?” Blaine appeared in hallway and earned a big laughter from Mathew and Nick. Kurt closed the door and ushered them to the living room, telling Blaine to make them coffee.

“Where did you get so wasted?” Big grins were the only answer Kurt got.

“Okay, just stay here and try not to puke…”

Kurt joined Blaine in the kitchen, clearly annoyed and deep in his thoughts.

“How far is your hotel?”

“A few blocks…Why?”

“You’re spending the night here. I’m going to sleep with Rachel, you and one of the boys can have my room and the other two can sleep on the sofa.” Kurt leaned his back to the kitchen counter.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Why are you upset?”

“I kind of hoped I’d wake up next to you in the morning. Now I have to take care of a drunken Rachel.” Blaine pulled him closer and kissed him.

“It’s okay. We still have Sunday morning. Let’s get them some coffee.”

It took Kurt and Blaine about half an hour, but they managed to put their friends to bed. Kurt was thinking about going with Blaine to his hotel room, but leaving four drunken people in the apartment wasn’t an option so they said their goodnights, kissed a little and then went their separate ways to the bedrooms.

“Kurt…Kurt…Kurt, wake up!” Rachel was nudging Kurt, trying to get him up.

“Shut up and let me sleep.”

“Kurt, wake up. Someone is in our apartment. It might be a burglar…Go and get them.” Kurt turned around to face her.

“It’s not a burglar. You brought guests with you last night. Don’t you remember? Why do you think I’m sleeping in your bed?”

“So it wasn’t a dream…”

“Nope. It wasn’t. And you owe me, Rachel. Go take a shower. I’m going to check on them.”

Nick and Mathew were sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and eating bagels. It was odd. Kurt was wondering where they had got them from.

“Good morning, Kurt.”

“Hi guys. How are you?”

“Fine. Slightly headache, but nothing we couldn’t live with.” Nick answered him while Mathew stood up and disappeared in the kitchen. When he came back, he had a cup of coffee and some muffins on a plate.

“Here you go. Breakfast.” He gave it to Kurt, pointing on the free space on the sofa.

“Thanks. How did you get those?”

“We woke up early, so we went to grab clean clothes to our hotel room and we stopped by the bakery near the coffee shop. Thanks for letting us crash here.”

“You’re welcome. I was…” Kurt cut off his sentence in the middle when he realized Blaine was entering the room. He walked to him and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Blaine whispered to Kurt’s ear, making Kurt shiver. He kissed his temple and was about to pulled away from Kurt’s embrace, when Kurt tightened the grip.

“No, no, no…I want a real kiss. You’re not getting out of it.”

“Kurt, Nick and Mathew are watching us.” Blaine said quietly.

“So let’s give them a show.” Kurt winked at him and kissed him passionately.

“Oh my god! Not again…Did you at least talk?” Lucas’ voice interrupted them. Kurt sent him a glare, took Blaine’s hand in his and led him to the living room.

“Sit down, honey. I’ll bring you coffee. Don’t look at me like that Lucas!”

“Lucas? What have I done? You’ve never called me that…”

“Well, try to think about your night…” And with that Kurt left confused Lucas standing in the living room.

“Blaine? Can you tell us what happened yesterday? I mean, between you and Kurt…”

“We agreed to try a long distance relationship.”

“YES! Finally!” Nick shouted and jumped on his feet so he could hug Blaine.

“Nick, why are you yelling? My head is pounding and I need to get rid of this hangover so I can give a great performance in the theater in the evening. Your screaming is not helping.”

“Sorry, Rachel. Kurt and Blaine got together yesterday and I was just expressing my feelings about it…”

“What?! Oh my god.” Rachel squealed, in much louder voice than Nick’s had been a while ago, but she didn’t seem to care about her hangover any more.

“Kurt Hummel, come here. Now!”

“Rachel, for someone who was drinking the whole night, you are screaming too much. Doesn’t your head hurt?” Kurt told her while giving a cup of coffee and a peck to Blaine.

“Why didn’t you tell me? It was the first thing you should have told me!”

“And what should have I told you?”

“That you have a boyfriend!”

“Oh…well…yeah. I have a boyfriend.”

“This is ridiculous. I’m your best friend. I should have been the first to know…”

“You know, it’s really hard to tell you something when you are completely wasted. Shut up and eat your breakfast. Then we are going to Central park. I’m going to change to something suitable.” Rachel immediately turned her attention to Blaine.

“So Blaine, tell me what happened. I want to know every single detail…”

“I can’t believe it! It was amazing. I was actually backstage of the Broadway show…I saw the orchestra. They told me I could join them next time I’ll come here to visit you. Kurt, the orchestra in the Broadway show!” Kurt was watching his boyfriend with amusement. His eyes were shining with excitement and his smile was the biggest Kurt had ever seen on his face. And that was saying something because Blaine used to smile a lot and his smiles were always big. He reminded Kurt of a little child who just had got the most precious present.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. But don’t tell Rachel you liked talking to orchestra members more than watching her perform…” A laughing Blaine hugged Kurt, then picked him up and twirled with him.

“Blaine! Put me down!” Kurt said, pretending to be resentful by his boyfriend’s behavior, though his smile gave him away.

“So where are we going?”

“Well, they set us free for the night, so I was thinking we could have a benefit of the empty apartment for a few hours…”

“Are you trying to take the advantage of me, baby?” Blaine asked him with smirk on his face.

“Are you sure it would be taking the advantage? ‘Cos I’m pretty sure you’re not going to protest…”

“Your cockiness is not going to get you anywhere, Kurt.”

They reached an apartment building and Blaine waited for Kurt to open the door. However, Kurt had another intention. He was standing on the edge of the pavement, looking at the main road, apparently searching for something.

“Kurt, what’s wrong? Why aren’t we going inside?” Kurt swiped on his feet and with innocent expression faced Blaine.

“You are not interested in my plan for us so I’m getting us some cab and we are joining the group in the club…”

“What?!”

“Oh, look. There is one. Taxi!” Kurt shouted and raised his hand to draw the driver’s attention. A minute later, there was a car in front of him. Blaine hurried to Kurt to prevent him from getting inside it.

“Thanks, but your service won’t be necessary. We’ve changed our minds.” And he grabbed Kurt by the hand, took the keys from him and led him to his apartment. Kurt tried to hide his triumphal smile, but lost out on it.

“I think I need a shower.” Kurt announced the moment they stepped to the living room.

“Kurt!” Blaine whined, reaching for him, but Kurt was faster and ran to the bathroom. Blaine sat on the sofa, annoyed and frustrated. He should have known better then to start playful banter with Kurt. There had never been a chance for him to win.

“Blaine? Can you come here please? I need your help. There is a big disgusting spider in the shower.” Blaine shook his head incredulously and went to the bathroom to save his boyfriend from the harmless animal.

“Kurt, you know it’s more afraid of you then you are afraid of…holly shit!” Blaine froze to the sight in front of him. Kurt was leaning to the tile wall of shower, small smile on his face. His clothes were scattered on the floor and Blaine’s first thought was to jump his bones right here and right now. And it would be a great thought, if his legs actually cooperated. He was glued to the spot, his mouth gaping and his eyes staring at the beautiful man in front of him. Beautiful and very naked man in front of him.

“Well…I was definitely expecting another type of reaction.” Kurt told him, hurt evident in his voice. “Just let me shower. You can pick some film. I’ll join you in few minutes…” Blaine finally snapped from his trance.

“No. Kurt. Damn!” He took Kurt’s hands to get him from the shower and kissed him sweet.

“Do you have any idea what are you doing to me? One look at you and I’m not able to do anything except admiring how stunning you are.” Blaine ran his fingers along Kurt’s arms, then settling them on his hips. Kurt placed small kisses on Blaine’s jaw, slowly getting to his ear lobe. He nipped it slightly and stopped. He moved his arms so they were now resting around Blaine’s shoulders and nuzzled his head to Blaine’s neck. Blaine pulled him closer, kissing his way from Kurt’s collarbone to his neck.

“Can I take your clothes off?” Kurt whispered. There was something different from the last time they had been intimate. Kurt felt more vulnerable. More exposed. He knew their actions had been driven primary by lust so far. Tonight it was more about connection.

“Yes, please.”

They didn’t bother to put their clothes on after the shower. They went straight to Kurt’s room, taking the comfort of Kurt’s bed. The air was filled with soft moans and shallow breaths. They were touching and caressing and kissing, trying to find more and more spots that were driving them crazy, internally noting every reaction of each other’s body and repeating actions that were causing them. Blaine was lying on top of Kurt, slightly moving his hip, making Kurt’s back arch. He was peppering Kurt’s jaw with small kisses, his hands resting on the bed next to Kurt’s arms. The friction that Blaine’s body was providing, was too much and not enough at the same time. Kurt tangled his fingers into Blaine’s curls and turned his head to the left in attempt to find Blaine’s lips. The kiss became more desperate and breath-taking as Blaine’s hips sped up their movements.

“Blaine…” Kurt whispered, his voice raw and so sexy, that Blaine had to force himself to stop for a while and took a deep breath if didn’t want this to be over too soon. Blaine raised himself on his elbows and looked Kurt in the eyes.

“What do you want, Kurt? Tell me…” He kissed Kurt’s nose and attached their foreheads.

“Can we…Can we go all the way?” Blaine stiffened. He didn’t expect Kurt to be the one to suggest that. Not in this early stage of their relationship.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes…” Kurt caressed Blaine’s cheek and put a chaste kiss on his lips.

“But if you don’t want yet, we’ll wait. If it makes you uncomfortable…” Blaine silenced him with a kiss. The kiss was replaced by another and then another. They didn’t hurry. Blaine took his time to worship Kurt’s body with his fingertips, mouth, tongue and little bit of teeth, making sure he wasn’t rough at all. There were quiet moans and whimpers, murmured words of perfect and beautiful and amazing accompanied with need you’s and lots of Kurt and Blaine. None of them made a sound above the whisper, afraid of ruining the perfect moment they were sharing. Blaine’s thrusts were slow and deep, Kurt’s body meeting them half-way. Sometimes they had to break the eye contact by closing their eyes because pleasure was too overwhelming but as soon as they opened them, they found the intense look of the other again. Kurt upheld his upper body, which changed the angle of Blaine’s moves causing them to gasp and with one last kiss they reached the top. Kurt couldn’t hold himself on his arms anymore, he fell on the bed with Blaine on him, their mouths still connected, muffling the noises they were making. When they got their breathing under control again, Blaine pulled out of Kurt, cleaned them with the tissues Kurt had on his bedside table and covered them with the blanket. Kurt snuggled to Blaine’s side and kissed and caressed his chest lightly. Blaine hummed and smiled.

“How are you even real? There is no way someone could be so perfect…”

“I’m not perfect, Blaine. We are perfect. Together.”

Saying goodbyes at the airport was bittersweet. It was better from the last time they had been at the airport in Pittsburgh, but it still wasn’t a pleasant activity.

“See you in two weeks, Kurt.” Nick patted Kurt’s shoulder.

“Thanks for coming. This weekend was really great.”

“Did we contribute to the greatness or was it all Blaine’s credit?” Mathew teased him and Kurt nudged him.

“Shut up. You know I miss all of you here.”

“Yeah, I know. We miss you, too.”

“Okay. Let’s get the lovebirds a little bit of privacy.” Lucas said and walked away from them.

Blaine hugged Kurt and kept him close for a while.

“I’m gonna miss you.”

“Me too. Kurt?” Blaine lifted up Kurt’s chin with his finger.

“Kiss me?” The sadness from Kurt’s face disappeared a little. He leaned forward and captured his lips. It was basically their whole goodbye. Kissing and trying to memorize the taste of the other so they could recall it while they would be apart.

“I don’t want to be mean, but we’re gonna miss the plane if we are not going now.” Nick came to them, not happy to interrupt them. They pulled apart. Kurt was biting his lower lip, blinking the tears out of his eyes.

“Hey, no. No crying.” Blaine wiped them with his thumb and kissed him one more time.

“No crying.” Kurt repeated and gave him a weak smile.

“Promise?” Kurt nodded and squeezed Blaine’s hand.

“Promise.”

“We gotta go. Call you when I come home, okay?” A last kiss on a temple and Blaine was gone.