Their breathing was shallow. There wasn't much of opportunity to take air into their lungs properly between exchanging heavy kisses. Kurt was hovering over Blaine, his hands already exploring under Blaine's shirt. Kurt easily won the upper hand in their current position. He wanted to show Blaine how amazing it could feel if someone who really cared about him was touching him. He wanted Blaine to relax and enjoy the attention he was giving to Blaine's beautiful body. He needed Blaine to understand that even though this probably wouldn't be flawless, it still would be amazing and perfect for them. Because Kurt loved Blaine with his whole heart and although he wasn't ready to say it yet for fear that he would scare Blaine, the feelings were there and Kurt was going to pour them into every single touch of his hands and lips on Blaine's skin. That is why he halted when Blaine pushed his shirt up.

"Wait." Kurt stood up and took Blaine's hand to bring him into a standing position as well. "Not here. Let's go to your bedroom." He suggested and after Blaine gave him a nod, he led them upstairs.

He slowly closed the door behind them and the dark consumed the room. Kurt turned on a lamp on Blaine's bedside table that provided just enough light for them to see each other while not being completely exposed.

Blaine was nervous. Downstairs, on the couch, he was driven by lust and he really didn't have time to think about what he should do, but now he was standing in front of the most perfect human being and he was afraid to move. Kurt must have sensed his stress considering that he came to Blaine silently and hugged him, whispering soothing words into his ear.

"We don't have to do anything. If you don't feel like going further, we just stop and go to sleep. There is no need for rush. We have all the time in the world to get to it eventually."

"I don't want to stop, Kurt." Blaine's voice was shaky but determined. "I know it doesn't seem like that but I don't want to stop.." Kurt was rubbing circles into his back, trying to ease the tension there.

"Talk to me, Blaine." He proposed. "Tell me what's on your mind right now."

"I feel like an inexperienced teenager." Blaine chuckled. "It's not that I've never done this but, the truth is, I've never cared so much about anybody I've ever been with as much as I care about you. It's all thrilling and nerve-wracking at the same time. I don't want to screw up…"

"You won't. I can assure you that it's as thrilling as it is nerve-wracking for me as well. You're not the only one who doesn't want to do something wrong. But that's the point of learning, isn't it? Finding out what to do and what not to do? I trust you and I know that if you do something I'm not okay with and I tell you that, you'll stop. The same goes the other way. Just say you don't like what we are doing and I'll stop the very same second."

"Thank you." Blaine murmured and kissed the side of Kurt's neck before pulling away from his embrace a little to look at him. "I think we can continue…"

"I'd love that." Kurt said with a big smile and raised his hand to stroke Blaine's cheek. Everything changed. Suddenly there was calmness. Passionate kisses from before were replaced by sensual ones. Kurt's tongue was literally caressing inside of Blaine's mouth, effectively spreading hot feeling all over Blaine's body. Blaine could do this for hours and he would probably never have enough. Kurt allowed Blaine dominance over the kiss. They were equal partners in this after all. Kurt knew it was important for Blaine, having power and control over what they were doing.

Blaine left Kurt's lips and started to place small kisses all over his face. He needed to stand on his toes while kissing Kurt's forehead and for Kurt it was sweet and cute and he loved how Blaine did everything properly. There wasn't a spot on Kurt's face not touched by Blaine's lips. Blaine was relaxed again, his hands got more daring, wandering from Kurt's lower back to his shoulder blades while his mouth was preoccupied with Kurt's jaw and his slender neck. He didn't even realize that Kurt managed to unbutton his shirt until Kurt's palm rested against his wildly beating heart. A shuddered breath and a content sigh. It was all the encouragement Kurt needed to push Blaine's shirt down from his shoulders. He unfastened the buttons on his sleeves and let the clothing fall down. Kurt's hands roamed over Blaine's bare chest, shaking a little. He did his best to stay confident, to keep his calm posture but the simple fact that Blaine was willing to let Kurt touch him was too overwhelming.

Their fingers entwined as they moved to the bed. Blaine lay down and brought Kurt with him. Kurt lost his shirt shortly after and they spent a good amount of time just kissing and studying the exposed skin with their finger tips. It was all new to Blaine. As a teenager, there had always been urgency in his actions. The clothes had been ripped off and the end had come very quickly with their hormones running in overdrive. Later, when dating guys in New York, there had been just one goal - to get off. There hadn't been any room for intimacy - or better said - there hadn't been anyone who he'd wanted intimacy with. With Kurt everything was simple. Things kept happening on their own and he felt amazing. He also felt like being bold, so he took a liberty of disposing of their pants; the more revealed skin, the better, right?

They were sitting on the bed, facing each other, drinking in the view in front of them. Kurt climbed on Blaine's lap and Blaine's arms were immediately wrapped around his waist.

"Lay down, please." Kurt whispered and Blaine obeyed. He closed his eyes and focused on taking a few calming breaths, willing to lessen his excitement. He wasn't sure how long he could last when Kurt would touch him there.

Kurt was eager to get to Blaine's intimate parts but there was still their boxer briefs in his way. He wanted nothing more than touch and kiss and taste but Blaine deserved more than haste. He kept his moves light. Every caress, every kiss, every single touch was deliberately planned though. From how Blaine was writhing on the bed and throwing his head from side to side, Kurt could tell he was successful. He didn't have a lot of experience since Blaine was his second boyfriend but from what he'd learnt in his previous relationship, he knew that intimacy wasn't something that just came without any effort. It was something that had to be built. And he was the happiest man alive that Blaine trusted him enough to let him build it with him. He covered Blaine's warm body with his own and kissed him deeply. Blaine's hips bucked up on their own accord and he moaned right into Kurt's mouths, his chest vibrating from the sound.

"Can I take them off?" Kurt asked, putting his finger under the fabric that was preventing him to see Blaine in all his glory. Instead of giving an answer, Blaine shifted and tried to get rid of them himself.

"Hold on." Kurt giggled. "Let me, okay?"

"O-Okay." Blaine responded with a chuckle.

Kurt kissed his way from Blaine's face to his waist and before he undressed Blaine completely, he mouthed on his length through the remaining piece of clothing.

"Oh god…"

Kurt smirked. Blaine apparently liked that. He took the briefs off in one swift move, intentionally brushing his fingers over the soft skin between Blaine's legs.

"Kurt…" Blaine whined desperately and Kurt decided to stop teasing him. He took him into his hand and stroked him slowly but firmly. He was rewarded with a series of sounds that was driving him crazy. Blaine tangled his fingers into Kurt's hair and pulled him closer, crashing their lips together. Kurt yelped at the sudden movement but then he caught up with Blaine's action and synced his hand with the pace of Blaine's kissing. The moment Blaine thought his chest was going to explode, he broke the kiss and threw his head back, panting heavily.

"Oh my god...Kurt…oh yeah...so good...don't stop...yesyesyesyes…don't stop...don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop…" Kurt watched him closely, paying attention to every detail of Blaine's facial expressions. Every wrinkle, every half smile as well as every eye squinting were now forever written in Kurt's mind. "Oh, Kurt...don't st-...STOP!" Blaine screamed and pushed Kurt's hand away. "Please, stop!" Kurt froze. He had no idea what was wrong. Putting some distance between himself and Blaine he was sitting, legs crossed, next to his boyfriend who had his eyes still closed, not touching him at all. When Blaine finally turned his head in Kurt's direction, he was met with a pair of frightened eyes.

"'m so s'rry…" Blaine uttered and tugged Kurt's hand to lay down beside him.

"What happened?" Kurt asked warily. "Did I do something wr- "

"No. God, no!"

"Then what?"

"I was too close...didn't want to come."

"Why not?" Kurt didn't understand. Wasn't that a point of all of it?

"Because," Blaine whispered slyly, "you are still in your underwear which means that so far it's been solely one sided pleasure making and I can't have that."

"Hmmm...I can assure you that pleasure was all mine."

"Was it? What about I try to pleasure you some more?" Blaine was already straddling him, stroking his thighs with his thumbs.

"And how do you propose to do that?"

"First, I'm going to strip this off," and Kurt was naked faster than he could blink his eyes. "Then I'm going to ask you to roll on your stomach. Could you do that for me?"

Blaine covered Kurt's back with kisses. Kurt was laying comfortably on the bed, his head resting on his folded arms. Blaine was sweet and careful with his movements over Kurt's body and Kurt felt like something precious that Blaine was afraid to break. Kurt was a bit ticklish so he giggled once in a while and Blaine chuckled with him, imprinting his smile into Kurt's skin. Kurt tried to let Blaine lead. He did what he could but after some time Blaine's touches became braver and Kurt's limits were exceeded. He turned on his back. Surprising Blaine with his abrupt motion, he raised himself on his elbows and kissed Blaine for all he was worth. They fell back on bed and allowed their bodies to follow their instincts. Blaine picked up the rhythm of his hips, watching Kurt wriggling and whimpering.

"Like that?" He whispered hotly into Kurt's ear.

"Yeah…" Kurt breathed and ran his hands up and down Blaine's back. "Just like that…"

"What about like this?" Blaine teased more and circled his hand around Kurt's length between their stomach.

"Oh…" Kurt threw his head back with a moan. "Shit...that's so good…" He was panting and chanting Blaine's name. Blaine was convinced he would go insane by the end of the night. Kurt was spread underneath him, all hot and full of want, something Blaine was responsible for and as soon as Blaine realized that, a big grin showed up on his face. He was the one who made Kurt clench his upper arm strongly, diving in in pleasure. Blaine attacked Kurt's neck with hot, open mouthed kisses, licking and sucking, eliciting the most incredible sounds from Kurt.

"Blaine," Kurt sighed happily. "God, Blaine…f-faster...yeah…" Blaine sped up the movement of his hand and Kurt groaned, thrusting his hips up.

"Fuck, Blaine!...oh god…" To Blaine's delight, Kurt was a mumbling mess and he loved everything about it. No matter where he caressed Kurt's skin or how he kissed any part of it, he got the most amazings reaction out of him. Blaine bite on Kurt's collarbone a little too harsh, caught in the moment and Kurt's breath hitched.

"B-Blaine! Fuck!" Kurt arched his back from the sheets and then he was coming all over Blaine's fist. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He murmured when the intensity of his orgasm flooded away, frustrated that he wasn't able to last a bit longer. Blaine was soothing his hipbone tenderly, waiting for Kurt to shift a little so they could cuddle. Kurt had something different in his mind though. He got on his side and kissed Blaine fiercely, nibbling on his lower lip and muttering words of praise into his mouth while returning the favor, starting slow and lazy.

"You're amazing...so sexy and breathtaking...Blaine, you're fantastic…"

"Kurt…please"

"Tell me, Blaine." Kurt urged. "Tell me what you want."

"Keep going...yesss...more, honey...god, I need more…" Blaine's head fell on Kurt's shoulder and Kurt's heartbeat quickened even more at Blaine's words. Honey...No one had ever called him honey.

"Shhh...I'm here…" Kurt soothed him when Blaine's arms wrapped themselves around Kurt's body, bringing him close while his hips bucked furiously into Kurt's hand. Blaine was shaking by this point and Kurt was holding him with his free arm as firmly as he could. "You can let go, sweetie." And Blaine did. He was trembling and moaning softly, tightening his grip on Kurt even more. Kurt lay down on his back and brought Blaine, who was like a koala baby at this point, with him. They fell asleep soon after.

Kurt woke up when something soft and warm was wiping on his stomach. He lazily opened his eyes and saw Blaine cleaning him up with a wet towel.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to wake you up." Blaine apologized.

"It's okay." Kurt smiled. "Thanks for cleaning the mess…" He hoisted himself into a sitting position and leaned forward to kiss Blaine.

"I think we could both use a shower, what do you say?" Blaine nodded and stood up wordlessly.

"Hey! Why are you in your boxer briefs?" Kurt asked accusingly.

"I...I didn't know what I was supposed to do." The response was silent, almost like Blaine was afraid to say something.

"What you were supposed to do?"

"I've never spent the night with anyone after we…"

"Oh...do you want me to go home?" A simple question. Kurt's heart ached at the thought that Blaine might want him to leave.

"No. It's just all new for me...I know it's a common thing for people in relationships, but the only real relationship I had was at Dalton. We sneaked around to be together intimately so roommates or parents wouldn't be mortified and everything was pretty quick...When I was dating here, I didn't trust anyone I was with enough to bring him home. I always ended up at someone's place and left shortly after we finished so...I'm not familiar with the proper etiquette."

"There's no such thing as proper etiquette...do what you are comfortable with. That's the most important thing. If you feel better dressed, it's okay. We'll get dressed." A heavy sigh escaped Blaine's mouth. He sat down back on the bed and rested his head against Kurt's shoulder.

"I'm sorry you have to put up with this."

"Don't be silly. There is no one else in this world I'd rather be putting up with. Just do what you feel like doing, okay? Not what you think I want you to do…"

"I feel like taking a shower right now." Blaine announced, making Kurt laugh.

"Yeah, me too."

"We can take it together…" Kurt smirked and kissed the top of Blaine's head. He loved Blaine's subtle way to let Kurt know what he wanted.

"That's a good idea."

"Really?" Blaine's head shot up. "I mean…let's go then."

After showering they changed Blaine's sheets and now they were laying on their sides under Blaine's bed cover, naked to Kurt's delight, their hands linked between them.

"I'm not sleepy anymore." Kurt noted, smiling softly at Blaine who was looking happy and satisfied.

"Me neither…"

"Tonight has been amazing. I've enjoyed every single minute of it."

"Even though I managed to make it weird with my awkwardness every now and then?"

Kurt outstretched his hand and slowly threaded his fingers through Blaine damp curls.

"I can't recall anything being awkward...you were sweet and cute and hot at the same time, Blaine. I wouldn't change a thing about tonight."

"I think I should make some space in my closet. Or you can take one in one of the guest rooms. You know, so you won't have to wear same outfit two days in a row if you accidentally happen to spend the night…" Blaine said with a wink.

"Accidentally?"

"Well, I hope one day you'll stay purposely…until then I'm okay with impromptu sleepovers. You don't need to bring your pajamas, though. You won't need them."

"What are you suggesting, Mr. Anderson? I am an honorable young man. You can't expect me to sleep with you naked every time I'm here." Kurt grinned at him, teasingly running his index finger down Blaine's chest.

"Trust me, Mr. Hummel," Blaine whispered and leaned forward, his lips ghosting over Kurt's. "No one appreciates your honorability more than I do. But I do, indeed, expect you to lose your clothes before going to bed because I got a taste of what it is like to have your bare skin against mine and there isn't a better feeling than having you in my arms, holding you and making you fall apart."

"Shit, Blaine." Kurt cursed because Blaine's words and warm breath were effecting his body in a way that was too exciting. "Keep talking like that and I won't have any other choice than to make YOU fall apart."

"I don't see a problem with that, honey." Blaine pecked his cheek and returned to his previous position, leaving a few inches space between their faces.

"You're a meanie…" A light-hearted laugh from Blaine melted Kurt's fake pout. He wasn't able to pretend that something was bothering him when Blaine was at ease, his insecurities away at least for the time being, and Kurt couldn't ask for more.

"I love your laugh." Kurt admitted. "You know why?"

Blaine shook his head, blushing lightly.

"Because not only it is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard but it is also something that makes your face glow. There is this little crincle around your left eye and you wrinkle your nose in the most adorable way."

"You're the one who gives me most of the reasons for laughing."

"I'm not sure whether to be pleased or offended right now."

"Why?"

"Because you just implied that I'm your personal clown, sweetie…"

"No, honey. I implied that you are my personal heaven."