Chapter 3

Kurt met Blaine at his house a few hours later and in no time they were driving to the airport. Blaine's mum engaged Kurt in polite conversation during the drive and not once did she appear awkward. Blaine found it interesting that she seemed much more at ease with Kurt than she had with Liam and Kurt seemed to fit easily.

They said goodbye to her at the airport. She whispered to Blaine asking him to make sure he enjoyed himself and giving him an extra squeeze. They checked their luggage soon after and Blaine felt himself visibly relax in the comfy chair in the waiting lounge. As soon as he felt his eyes drift slightly with sleep he was stirred awake with a nudge from Kurt, who looked worried and pointed at the airport automatic doors in the entrance way.

A tall blonde guy appeared to be rapidly approaching Blaine with determination and anger and Blaine got up bracing himself for an argument.

"Liam?"

"Blaine, what are you doing here?" He looked incredulously at Blaine, then Kurt, annoyance causing his eyes to nearly bulge. "And who's this?"

"This is Kurt and we're going on what was supposed to be our honeymoon," Blaine said bitterly.

"So this is how quickly you got over me?"

"No Liam, Kurt's a friend, which I could really use at the moment, seeing as I was jilted at the altar," Blaine practically spat out the last statement, clear annoyance on his face.

Liam sighed, almost defeated. "I'm sorry Blaine, I just panicked." He sat down on the seat behind him and Kurt indicated to Blaine that he was going to fetch a coffee, to leave them in peace.

"What do you mean 'you just panicked'?!" Blaine said, as he sat a few seats away from Liam. "You left me, you decided you wanted nothing to do with me on what was supposed to be a new beginning for us and you couldn't even face me, you had to leave a note?" Blaine almost laughed.

"I'm sorry Blaine," Liam rested in face in his hands, "I just couldn't picture us still happy in years to come, I couldn't picture you in my life for eternity."

"Oh wow…" Blaine felt like he'd been punched in the stomach. All those years and now this.

"I know I've been consumed with work lately and it dawned on me a few days ago that I didn't mind working all the hours. It didn't matter that we never saw each other, it didn't bother me 'cause that feeling of power at the office was worth it. I love my job Blaine and I knew when I woke up yesterday morning that I didn't love you enough."

Blaine's face crumpled slightly upon hearing this but he didn't cry. If he was honest with himself he had known this all along and it didn't really bother him but he should have reached this conclusion first.

He felt his gaze wander to look across the airport terminal as Kurt approached carrying two coffees and smiling shyly, clearly not sure if he would be interrupting their conversation if he came back. Blaine stood and smiled, reaching out for his coffee and thanking Kurt.

"I think you should leave now Liam," he said clearly, "There's nothing else you need to really say, I understand."

Liam stood and stared at Blaine. "Where has this come from Blaine? Don't you care?"

"I did Liam but now I find I don't and it bothers me but I think I need this break after all."

"Okay," Liam simply said, not knowing what to add to make things easier. "Well, take care Blaine, I never meant to hurt you, you know."

"I know, but you did."

Liam just left and Blaine sat, nursing his warm coffee between his cold hands. Kurt sat next to him, not saying a word but he didn't have to. He knew Blaine would need time and a friend but just now he needed silence more.

xXx

Their flight was easy. They watched movies, dozed, ate the plastic feeling food and chatted. Blaine found out more about Kurt's history – his love of Broadway, singing and hair. Kurt discovered where Blaine sang, his history with the Warblers and all things musical. It was easy to talk to Kurt and Blaine discovered that he didn't need to talk about Liam, that someone would take him, without all the baggage of a fiancé. Blaine was his own person and he felt free.

When they arrived in Cairo it was nearly 11 o'clock in the morning but it felt like the middle of the night to their New York brains so they decided to go straight to the hotel to sleep for a few hours. Taking the transfer car that Blaine had booked for himself and Liam they arrived at their hotel soon after. As Egyptian law didn't recognise homosexual marriage and it was an arrestable offence, Blaine and Liam had booked two double rooms with the intention of sneaking in late at night to 'consummate' their marriage and this proved very convenient now as Kurt and Blaine arrived. They simply agreed to meet later for a late lunch and slept for a few hours.

Kurt woke first and knocked timidly on Blaine's door and hearing a loud 'come in', he entered to the sight of Blaine, his lower half covered by a towel and drips of water cascading down his toned olive-skinned chest. Kurt gaped.

"Sorry, was going to wake you in a moment, thought I'd have a shower. Did you sleep well?" Blaine said, oblivious to Kurt's dumb-founded expression.

"Uh, I mean… yes, that sounds good…."

Blaine looked up in confusion to see Kurt's wondering eyes and he laughed.

"I'll just get dressed and we can go."

"Oh yes, ok, I'll meet you downstairs," Kurt turned to accidentally walk into the doorframe then he tried again, managing to exit properly and went downstairs. Blaine chuckled behind him.

As Blaine came down the stairs, Kurt looked up, having gathered his wits while he waited, to find Blaine dressed in cord shorts and a tight polo shirt emphasising the chest he had so easily admired earlier. Kurt felt done for.

"Hey, sorry to keep you waiting," Blaine said, "You sleep well?"

"Yes," Kurt said, mentally shaking his head, "Yeah, thanks. You?"

"Not too bad, didn't want to sleep too long as I won't sleep tonight. We don't have anything booked until the restaurant this evening so we can just walk around if you like?"

"Yeah sounds good, have you booked many activities while you're here?"

"A few," Blaine replied, "A restaurant tonight and a few touristy things to do tomorrow but we deliberately left it open for the rest of the holiday. We didn't want to be too restricted. Is that ok?"

"Oh of course Blaine, I'm just glad I'm here and along for the ride," Kurt said, a wide smile over his face. Blaine returned the smile.

"I'm glad."

As they walked they both noticed the difference between Cairo and New York but the similarities were also quite striking. It was a busy day and cars and people littered the streets. There was quite a contrast between the rich and poor here – expensive cars could be found, poorer kids desperate to clean them to receive money as well as men and women bustling around trying to get to the shops and places of work. Blaine and Kurt hardly spoke as they were bustled along with everyone else, some kids begging them for items from America or money. Blaine suddenly found Kurt's hand tucked into his as the crowd dragged them places they didn't know and Blaine clung on tightly.

They found a small café and decided to try the famous coffee here. They both liked their coffee back home, knowing their favourites depending on their mood but here the coffee nearly took their heads off. Both their eyes were wide as they sipped and laughing ensued.

"Wow!" Kurt said, his pupils suddenly narrowed, "I think we'll be up all night now!"

"It does have quite a distinctive taste doesn't it?" Blaine said, looking curiously at his cup. It was more bitter than they were used to so Kurt and Blaine added copious amounts of sugar to make up for it.

"Thanks for letting me tag along Blaine," Kurt suddenly said in a quiet moment, "I think I really needed a holiday."

"Are you kidding me?" Blaine laughed, "Thank you, Kurt. I couldn't bear the thought of suffering through my honeymoon alone and I think you'll be the perfect friend to enjoy it all with."

"We're friends?" Kurt asked shyly.

"I think we're pretty good friends now Kurt, don't you?" Blaine asked quietly.

"Yes, I think so too."

They soon found themselves walking to the older more historic side of Cairo and they saw the famous Al-Azhar Park with its archways and trees. It was a stark contrast to the busyness of the streets of Cairo and although it was clearly a popular park amongst the tourists it was relatively quiet. Blaine and Kurt paid the entrance fee and soon found themselves walking along the white paths around the Main Spaine area. It looked so pristine and clean that Kurt gasped and smiled at the perfection. A while later they looked at the famous Sunken Garden with its water feature and they walked to the telescope overlooking the city.

"It's beautiful," Kurt whispered, as he looked out over the city as the sun was setting and Blaine smiled, glad he had brought Kurt along, someone who would really enjoy it all. He couldn't help compare him to Liam who would come along on the trips Blaine had planned but who would be constantly worried about the office and what he had left behind in New York, he wouldn't relax. Blaine shook his head to rid himself of the image of Liam and grabbed Kurt's waist so he could see the view that he was missing of Cairo. Kurt almost yelped at the sudden close proximity but smiled as he calmed his beating heart and looked out over the beauty ahead of him. He could get used to this.

xXx

Blaine and Liam had booked a table at the Lakeside Restaurant at the park so after visiting the craft shop and buying a few pieces for family, Kurt and Blaine found themselves watching the sun finally set over the lake and await their food. Kurt sighed.

"I can't believe I'm here," Kurt said, "I mean I loved Egypt as a kid, I was obsessed with mummies and pharaohs and I just can't believe I'm actually here. And on a whim, a drunken question and I'm here." Kurt laughed.

"I'm glad you're here Kurt." Blaine laughed too.

They ordered the Lakeside combo to share as an appetiser and Kurt licked his fingers as he finished his chicken wings, taking slightly too long to lick over one finger and murmuring in pleasure when he tasted the sauce they used to marinate the chicken. Blaine visibly swallowed. What was he doing, he thought as he watched Kurt then decidedly looked at his plate. He was here on his honeymoon with a different guy and already he couldn't tear his eyes away. He had thought Kurt was attractive as soon as he had met him, he wasn't blind, but he had been jilted at the altar less than 48 hours ago and he barely knew Kurt. He was behaving like a horny teenager and he needed to pull himself together, he decided.

Kurt carried on eating as they received their main courses: Kurt enjoyed the chicken so much he had chosen the chicken Fattah and Blaine the Mouza with Fattah, determined to try real Egyptian cuisine while he was here. Kurt kept making obscene noises as he ate and Blaine couldn't take it any longer.

"I wish you'd stop doing that," Blaine said, shaking his head and gulping again.

"What?" Kurt said innocently, "What am I doing?"

"Making the noises…" Blaine said embarrassed.

Kurt blushed. "Sorry, this just tastes really good… I didn't know I was doing it."

Kurt ate in silence, his expression the only indication that he enjoyed the food. Blaine sighed and chuckled loudly, feeling defeated.

"Oh I give up," he said, still laughing, "Make all the noises you like, it's clearly written on your face anyway."

Kurt laughed too and continued the noises, now joking, deliberately trying to make Blaine blush, until someone looked in their direction and they calmed down.

After a while Kurt looked seriously at Blaine, a question clearly on the tip of his tongue but he shook his head.

"What is it?" Blaine asked, "I've said before, everything is clearly written on your face. What were you going to say?"

"Nothing, don't worry."

"Kurt," Blaine warned, "I don't know you very well but you can say anything. I think we've passed the awkward stage of a friendship now." His eyes twinkled.

"Oh its nothing. Too personal, don't worry."

"Just say it." Kurt only looked carefully at Blaine trying to judge the situation.

"I was just going to ask why you were so horny but that's way too personal for someone that's only just met you to ask or to know, so really don't answer." Kurt blushed, almost surprised he had the courage to even tell him that much. Blaine gaped at Kurt, then laughed.

"I can't believe you asked that," Blaine full on chuckled now, "I think we're going to be great friends Kurt, if you already think you can ask me that."

"Oh see, that's why I didn't want to ask, forget I said anything," Kurt fiercely blushed and looked at his food, trying to start eating again.

"I'm joking Kurt, look at me," Blaine said as Kurt's eyes locked with his, "The reason I'm so horny is because it's been a while."

"But I thought you were with Liam?" Kurt asked without thinking and he didn't have time to take it back before Blaine responded.

"Yes but he was so busy, it has to be at least three months since we've done anything 'below the equator' shall we say." Blaine looked embarrassed and decided to eat his Fattah.

"And you stayed with him?" Kurt joked, smiling warmly to take the edge off.

"Stupidly yes," Blaine smiled.

"You've no reason to be embarrassed Blaine, it's been way longer for me," Kurt said sadly, his time to continue eating and looking away out at the lake ahead of them.

"Why? I mean have you seen you?" Blaine asked incredulously.

Kurt laughed. "Well only in the mirror, but no, apart from my ex I haven't slept with anyone else and we broke up over six months ago."

"Six months?" Blaine asked incredulously, "That's rough."

"Tell me about it," and they both laughed.

"Seriously, I can't believe you have met no one since. I mean you're gorgeous Kurt."

Kurt blushed but looked pleased as Blaine smiled warmly at him.

"Well Liam was pretty stupid if he could have been tapping that," he said, indicating Blaine, "For all this time."

Blaine roared with laughter, causing many people to look at them questioningly.

"I can't really get away with that phrase can I?" Kurt said smiling.

"Not really, no," Blaine said still laughing.

They finished their dinner with chocolate cake and strong coffee, discussing plans for tomorrow and all the places that Kurt had wanted to visit when he was a kid. They found themselves walking to the hotel and awkwardly saying goodbye outside Blaine's hotel room.

"It's still quite early; do you fancy a night cap?" Blaine asked, indicating his room.

"Yeah ok, sounds good."

As soon as Kurt closed the door behind him, he was gently pushed against the door and kissed hard on the lips, his breath leaving through his nose sharply.

"I've wanted to do that all evening," Blaine gasped as he continued to kiss Kurt quickly, with small kisses.

"All evening?" Kurt asked, between gasps, "Why did you wait so long?"

"Well you know, rules and things…" Blaine started kissing his way down Kurt's jaw and neck and finding a sweet spot underneath his ear, he sucked at it, making Kurt mewl in pleasure.

"You're so sexy Kurt, the noises you were making at dinner, so sexy…"

"Stop talking…" Kurt said, as he confidently placed his hands around Blaine's face to force his eyes to look at Kurt and he kissed him sweetly and gently. Kurt licked slowly at Blaine's lower lip and took it between his teeth as Blaine sighed in pleasure, opening his lips to allow Kurt's tongue to swirl with his own. They kissed for several minutes, basking in the intimacy and love shown there. It was like the purest kind of torture, slow intimacy and passion and Blaine realised he had never known this with Liam, even after several years together. He had known Kurt for two days but already he had never known such pleasure.

Blaine led them towards the bed where he took Kurt's shirt off and started to stroke his neck affectionately. Kurt smiled and leaned into the touch then took Blaine's shirt off. Pants were removed and they crawled under the covers, clad only in boxers. It was almost comical how quickly lips were attacked and hands started to rove over backs, dipping ever lower. Facing each other, lying on their sides they soon found they could feel their arousal between them and Kurt gasped in need, it had been too long.

"Oh god… that's so good," he breathed in Blaine's ear, sucking at the spot just below and eliciting a growl of want from Blaine, who then rocked ever closer to Kurt.

"Fuck Kurt, that's it, just there," and he continued to rock, desperate for friction and just to feel. Kurt suddenly sat up, kneeling in front of Blaine who was then grabbed closer to him and copied his pose. Blaine continued to stroke lower on Kurt's back, dipping his finger into the dimples he found at his lower back and Kurt keened, arching his back and letting out an animalistic growl and exposing his neck, which Blaine took his lips to, covering it in wet open mouthed kisses.

"You need to be quieter Kurt," Blaine whispered into his skin, "They can't hear us here."

Kurt started to bite his lip in an attempt to keep quiet and Blaine felt himself get impossibly harder at the expression of pure want on Kurt's face.

"God, Kurt… fuck me, please…"

Kurt scrambled off the bed to his hand luggage bag and got out lube and a condom, winking at Blaine cutely in the half light of the room. Blaine felt suddenly cold without Kurt next to him, missed the warmth and feel of his body and could almost feel a whine escape his lips at the time it was taking for Kurt to open the bottle of lube.

Kurt chuckled, "Patience…"

Blaine tugged Kurt's hand, pulling him on top of him and Blaine lay back, feeling Kurt on top, his hardness pressed to his thigh.

"God I need you Kurt, I can't get enough…" Kurt lowered himself onto Blaine and kissed him passionately, Blaine holding onto Kurt's back, desperate to cling to him, take him, pull him closer.

Kurt's hands travelled lower, ever lower, circling his hip bones gently, rubbing his inner thighs and causing moans and whimpers to escape Blaine's mouth, though their lips were still together, moving slowly, exploring. He rutted against Blaine and moved his hand lower, circling his asshole until Blaine begged and one finger was inserted, then more, until Blaine kept keening in pleasure, desperate for more.

"Kurt, fuck me please, fuck me…" he whined and as Kurt slicked himself up with lube and put on the condom Blaine moved so he was facing Kurt and his legs were wrapped around him. He sat on Kurt quickly and as he felt the burn, his back arched and Kurt nearly screamed in pleasure.

"Fuck! You're so tight Blaine, so fucking tight!"
"I told you, it's been a while," Blaine chuckled and waited for the burn to subside. He slowly lifted his weight off Kurt, then slowly, tantalisingly slowly, lowered himself onto Kurt and Kurt could only drop his head backwards, silently opening his mouth in pleasure. Blaine took his neck and nibbled slowly as he continued to rise and fall on Kurt. Kurt started to match his thrusts and Blaine started whimpering, noises steadily getting louder until he realised someone would be able to hear and he bit his lip in an attempt to remain quiet.

"Oh Kurt, fuck you feel so good… so good…" and he could feel the tightening in his stomach, the warmth flooding his chest and he clung closer to Kurt, continuing to rise and fall.

"Oh god… I'm close, it's too good… fuck me, make me feel it…"

Kurt didn't need telling twice and his thrusts became deeper, higher, harder.

"Fuck Blaine, that's so… ohhh god…" And Kurt came inside him, keening and arching his back in a final thrust. Seeing Kurt let go, expose himself to Blaine made him come harder than he had in an extremely long time and shoots of come landed between them on their stomachs.

They breathed hard for a while, looking at each other's blissed out face as they came down and a chuckle was heard between them as Kurt slipped out of Blaine and rolled off the bed to clean them up with a cloth from the bathroom.

"So good…" Blaine mumbled as he rolled under the covers, ignoring the drying come on his stomach and already closing his eyes with a dopey smile on his face.

"Urgh, Blaine," Kurt said, laughing as he came out with a cloth, "Clean up first."

"Too good, so good Kurt." Kurt cleaned them up quickly and lay next to Blaine on the bed, before setting an alarm for a few hours so he could slip into his own bedroom before hotel staff found them. He was just dozing off, facing away from Blaine, who he believed was already asleep, when he felt an arm cover his torso and a warm chest touch his back.

"Why are you over here?" Blaine whispered sleepily, near his ear. Kurt could feel only warmth surrounding his legs and back.

"Just sleeping…" Kurt mumbled.

"Night Kurt," Blaine whispered, still tucked around Kurt and he sighed close to his ear, "So good…"

Kurt smiled as he drifted off to sleep.