Wretching was something that Kurt had never had to wake up to before. Well, maybe once or twice when he slept over Quinn's and they get pissed out of their minds.

But this wretching was different, it sounded manly and not at all like Quinn.

Stretching and rubbing at the sleep in his eyes Kurt slowly rose from the bed, noticing the ringing in his ears along with the wretching still coming from the bathroom.

He went to stand up and three things happened at once.

His ass hurt like mad.

He realised that it was Blaine wretching in the toilet.

Kurt was in a hotel room. Naked.

Kurt's ass hurt like mad, Blaine was throwing up in the hotel bathroom where they slept last night and he was naked.

Jolting up he ran quickly into the bathroom, kneeling down next to his very naked boyfriend who looked up at him sickly. "Mornin'."

"Blaine, why does my ass hurt so bad?" Kurt frowned. Eyeing up the toilet which smelt awful but he chose to ignore it.

"You know why." Blaine mumbled, wretching over the toilet.

Knitting his eyebrows together, Kurt pushed his boyfriend on the arm a little bit. Just to get his attention. "No I don't."

"..W-What do you mean 'No I don't'?" Blaine's whole face dropped.

"I mean, I don't know why my ass is hurting so bad, Blaine." Kurt pressed, saying the words slowly.

Sighing and mumbling a fucking hell, he tells Kurt about how they had druken sex last night, with no protection and no lube.

"Oh." Kurt breathes out softly, he takes a little bit of time to work everything out in his mind because he still feels drunk. "Well. It was bound to happen anyway."

Blaine's jaw completely drops. "Don't you get it? We had sex, Kurt. We lost our virginities to each other!"

"Yeah." Kurt shakes his head and starts to rub Blaine's back, while Blaine flushes the toilet. "I realize that."

"I don't even.." He gets up from where he's sat and reaches up to the sink for the complimentary toothbrush and tooth paste. "Remember anything."

"Are you pissed with me?" Kurt whispers. Still rubbing at his boyfriends back.

"No. It was my fault." Blaine turns the tap on and starts brushing his teeth. "I brougf tha boowz."

Kurt laughs at the way Blaine's voice changes when he's trying to brush his teeth. "I know you brought the booze, Blaine. But it wasn't your fault."

Blaine stops to stare at Kurt after finishing brushing his teeth and sighs hard. "I don't even remember my first time."

"Well. I can tell you that I bottomed." Kurt laughed, trying to lighten up the situation. "From the pain in my ass."

"It's not funny, Kurt." Blaine says but there is a smile on his lips that dares to break free.

Sighing Kurt walks into the bedroom, forgetting that he was competely naked and whips his head around because Blaine is naked too and staring directly at him.

"You're gorgeous." They both say together, blushing.

"Props to me for bagging someone as beautiful as you though." Blaine admits, walking through to the bedroom, fumbling with the sheet covers before getting inside and pulling them over him. Kurt following suit.

Scoffing, Kurt unconciously cuddles into Blaine's naked body, sudden sparks jolt down his spine as he accidently brushes his erection against his boyfriends cool thigh.

"Oh." Blaine laughs sweetly.

A second of silence passes before Kurt whispers. "Blaine."

"What's up?" Blaine replied. Brushing the hair off his boyfriends face.

"I." He stops, stares for a second, licks his lips then carries on. "I want us to make love again. I want to remember it, this time."

"Yes." Blaine rushes out. "I. I. I mean- Yeah. Please. I would love that."

They kiss slowly for a while.

Then they make love.

They make love for hours.

Soon after they drop off into a daze of bliss and emotion, tangled together under the sheets. Bodies covered with a layer of sweat and come.