"You know, you can come in Blaine." Kurt said, and Blaine was awoken from his thoughts. Kurt was standing right inside the door, which was wide open, and he was waiting for Blaine. Right.

Blaine laughed, ducking his head and walking into the house, past Kurt. "Yes, sorry."

Kurt shut the door and turned around. He hummed a response and moved forward, resting his hand on Blaine's upper arm. Kurt moved forward, and bumped his nose against Blaine's. A kiss on Blaine's cheek, his other hand on Blaine's other upper arm, slightly pushing Blaine up against a wall, and finally he was moving in. Right as his lips were about to be places firmly on Blaine's, Blaine pushed Kurt off. "I—what do you think you're doing?"

Kurt licked his lips. "Well, I saved your life, because you were a fool and tricked those deadly animals—well minus the hare—and you owe me, Blaine." He leaned himself up against his table, which had a bouquet of flowers arranged in a vase in the center of it. "You said so yourself."

Clearing his throat, Blaine stood up straighter and sat down his case. "Why, yes of course I said I owed you, but… Not like this."

Kurt started laughing and then stopped when he saw that Blaine was being serious. "If I may ask you, why were you roaming around the woods, playing the fiddle, and trapping those poor animals?"

"I was simply roaming the woods out of boredom, if you must know." Said Blaine, running his hands through his thick curls. "And, honestly, roaming the woods alone was more boring than being alone in my tiny shack in town, so I decided to play my fiddle in hopes of attracting a companion, but instead all I got were those goddam animals." Blaine pointed out angrily.

Kurt looked down at his feet. He looked back up at Blaine through his lashes and nodded his head, trying not to let the hurt he was already feeling show on his face.

Blaine suddenly shook his head and his face softened. "B—but, then you showed up, and complimented my music, and saved my life, which you have no idea how happy that made me, by the way."

"But… I'm not the type of 'companion' you were looking for?" Kurt asked, using his fingers to make air quotes when he said 'companion'.

Blaine shook his head. "I don't know." He answered honestly. To Blaine, there was something about Kurt, about the way he stood up to those murderous animals, the caring and gentle way he touched and looked and talked to Blaine, that made him feel something. Something that he wasn't sure he was even allowed to act upon.

"Tea?" Kurt asked, turning away from Blaine.

"Would be lovely."

With that, Kurt set off towards the stove and began boiling the water in a bright red kettle. He pulled two tea cups from a cupboard and sat then carefully down on the counter next to the stove. Gently, he sat the tea bags in the cups and finally, finally, finally, turned back around to look at Blaine, who was staring at Kurt. Pink tinted his cheeks, and he brought is hand up to the back of his neck. "What?"

"I—uh… I don't know." Blaine replied, taking a seat at the table. He looked down at his hands.

"Well, I'm pretty sure I saw you staring at me." Kurt told Blaine, as he sat down in the chair next to Blaine's.

Blaine fidgeted slightly, knowing full well that Kurt was now staring at him, but he couldn't bring himself to deny it. Kurt lightly sat his hand atop of Blaine's and smiled. "You know, it's not a bad thing to feel, Blaine." When Blaine didn't answer, Kurt continued talking, rubbing his thumb over Blaine's knuckles. "To feel attracted to someone is not a crime, and acting upon it isn't either. Wanting someone is never a bad thing, Blaine." Kurt stood up and squatted beside Blaine's chair, his mouth mere centimeters away from Blaine's ear. "Don't ever think that it would be."

The sound of the kettle made Kurt move, and Blaine almost fell out of his chair trying to follow the warmth of Kurt's breath. After a few moments of Blaine attempting to recover from the rush of arousal Kurt had left with him, Kurt was walking back towards him with two cups of tea in his hands. "Thank you." Blaine told Kurt.

Kurt hummed a response and took a sip of tea. It was silent between them for a while before Blaine reached over and put his hand over Kurt's. "I—Blaine… I'm sorry for earlier, if you're not comfortable…"

Blaine didn't let Kurt finish, because his lips were on Kurt's and it was glorious. Their lips moved together, Blaine licking at Kurt's bottom lip until he opened his mouth and was battling with Kurt's tongue.

Pulling away, Blaine stood up from his seat, ignored his spilt tea, and yanked Kurt up, pushing him up against the kitchen counter. He pulled Kurt's face close, this kiss more passionate and easy than the last one. Kurt started sucking on Blaine's bottom lip and Blaine couldn't stop the moan that came. And the other moans were uncontrollable as well. Kurt began carding his fingers through Blaine's hair as Blaine began kissing and sucking and licking all along Kurt's jaw and neck.

While Blaine was nipping at Kurt's neck, Kurt starting trying to slide Blaine's jacket off of his shoulders. Once the jacket was off and discarded somewhere on the floor, he started working with the buttons of Blaine's shirt. Blaine started unbuttoning Kurt's coat and finally had it thrown on the floor when Kurt pulled away from a searing kiss. He was panting and his lips were swollen and red, and Blaine could already tell bruises were beginning to form on Kurt's pale neck.

"Wow, Blaine," Kurt breathed, leaning down to press light kissed to Blaine's neck. "Are—are you certain you're ready?" Kurt asked, finally undoing the last button on Blaine's shirt. Slowly, he began sliding it off of one arm, and then the other after he'd gotten a slight nod from Blaine. Kurt pulled Blaine back in for another kiss before pulling away again to take Blaine in. He bent down slightly and began to kiss along Blaine's collarbone, emitting moans from Blaine.

"You're so gorgeous," Kurt muttered before he grabbed for Blaine's hand and began directing him towards the living area. He sat Blaine down on the couch and took a seat beside him, lacing their fingers together. "I'm sorry; I don't have a bed…"

Blaine shook his head and brought their intertwined hands up to his mouth, softly kissing Kurt's knuckles. "Don't worry about it." Blaine leaned forward and gently kissed Kurt's lips. He carefully began pushing Kurt to where he was laying down, and to where Blaine was straddling Kurt. He began unbuttoning Kurt's shirt, kissing the skin as it was revealed.

"Blaine… Are—are you sure? I don't want to push you, I'm sorry about—" Blaine smashing his lips into Kurt's cut him off, but Kurt didn't care anymore. He was kissing Blaine, holding him; he was so close and ever since he first laid eyes on him that was all he wanted.

Breathless, Blaine pulled back and looked Kurt in the eyes. He brought his hand up and cupped Kurt's porcelain face, taking in his beauty. "I've never been more sure about anything."