Oct. 17, 2012, 8:45 p.m.
Songbirds: Chapter 10
T - Words: 1,101 - Last Updated: Oct 17, 2012 Story: Closed - Chapters: 14/? - Created: Sep 17, 2012 - Updated: Oct 17, 2012 637 0 0 0 0
Their lips connected, pressing against each other hesitantly at first. Kurt felt his pulse quicken, his heart lodging somewhere around his Adam's apple, and wondered vaguely in the back of his mind if Blaine was feeling something similar. He put a hand up to cup Blaine's cheek, moving his lips gently and refraining from simply jumping on top of Blaine like the evil little voice in the back of his head was telling him to.
They broke apart after a few moments, eyes fluttering open and meeting in the dark.
Blaine, now halfway onto Kurt's bed, fumbled for words.
"That was...woah."
"Please tell me that was 'woah' good or the next two weeks are going to be the most awkward ones of my entire existence."
"Yes, woah good. Woah very good."
Blaine reached for Kurt then with no hesitation. Their mouths met again, this time with more confidence.
Kurt's hands moved to tangle in Blaine's curls as he maneuvered himself back to allow Blaine the rest of the way onto the bed. His head was spinning with the smell and taste and everything that was Blaine all around him. He was fairly certain the cabin could have caught on fire and he would have been rooted to this spot. Their mouths moved against each other, Kurt's breathing coming heavier now as the kisses became more heated and needy.
Blaine relished the feeling of Kurt's fingers working their way along his scalp, a soft groan rumbling in his throat as the hands moved around to the sides of his neck. It was the most delicious sound Kurt had ever heard, and he was utterly thrilled that he was the one responsible for coaxing that noise from Blaine.
Blaine nipped at Kurt's bottom lip, causing his breath to catch. Blaine smiled against Kurt's mouth in response.
He trailed a hand along one soft cheek, leaning over as he guided Kurt's head down to the pillow and moved his mouth to pepper kisses in a trail down the other boy's neck. One of his hands reached up and he interlaced their fingers, letting their clasped hands rest on the pillow above their heads as he sucked gently around Kurt's collar.
The feeling of Blaine's hot mouth on his skin made Kurt feel tingly all over, reaching all the way down to his toes and creating a tightness in his stomach. He gasped, leaning his head back into the pillow, but after a few moments used his free hand to lift Blaine's head back up to meet his lips, catching a small whimper of protest.
"Later." He murmured against Blaine's lips. "When I won't have to explain how I obtained a hickey to anyone."
Blaine began to agree, but suddenly, they froze. There were voices outside, faint but growing closer. They'd completely lost track of time and the kids were returning from campfire. Kurt groaned.
Blaine was a bit less eloquent.
"Shit. Shit shit shit." He rolled himself off of the bed and landed on the floor in a heap. Despite the circumstances, Kurt couldn't help but suppress a giggle.
Blaine had barely made it back to his side of the room and managed to dive into his sleeping bag when the door creaked open.
"Sparrow? Warbler? Are you guys in here?" Jerico's voice sounded from the doorway as the kids filed in.
"Yeah, we're here." Kurt's voice sounded from the dark. "Uh, we usually keep the light off and just put a flashlight in the middle of the room so everyone can get ready for bed if you don't mind. Keeps things calmer." And hides the fact that Blaine and I probably look like we just ravaged each other.
A moment later, a flashlight was lit and Blaine watched Kurt place it on its end in the center of the room. He looked a little mussed, but no worse than if he'd been sleeping. Blaine attempted to pat his own hair down, knowing that the curls had to be out of control the way Kurt's hands had been running through them.
"I'll take them to the bathroom, then they're all yours."
"Thanks, Jerico. You were a real lifesaver today."
"It's no trouble at all. It was a fairly mellow day, and everyone seemed to have fun. Your boys are surprisingly well-behaved, at least compared to all the other groups I've seen. I hope you were able to have a relaxing day?"
Kurt nodded.
"It was nice, yeah. But oh! I should introduce...excuse me boys! Jackal had to go home because," He made eye contact with Jerico, whose look seemed to indicate that he should make something up, "...he wasn't feeling well. But we have a super awesome friend of mine here to help us instead for the rest of our time here. Everyone say hello to Warbler!"
The boys chorused a hello, and Blaine responded with a wave and a smile. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you guys. Sparrow's told me what a great group you are, and I can't wait to see it for myself!"
The door had just barely closed as Jerico took the boys to the bathroom to brush teeth and change into pajamas when Blaine found Kurt at his bedside, speaking in a hushed tone.
"That was a close one. But I don't want to leave it on that note. I really like you, Blaine. More than I probably should like someone I've only known for a week. And kissing you was amazing and I would very much like to do it again if that's okay with you. But we have to be careful. There aren't any rules about student leaders dating each other, but I think that's mostly because the boys and girls are so separate that they never thought it'd need to be in place. But we can't go parading around and flirting or else they might take you away from me. And I don't want that, Blaine- I want to spend as much time as possible with you."
Blaine nodded, grinning as Kurt pressed a soft kiss to his lips.
"I hope that was alright."
"Are you kidding me? If the kids weren't going to be back any minute I'd have half a mind to drag you in here with me."
Kurt kissed him one final time before pulling away. "If only."
He made his way back to his bed just as the kids returned. Everyone settled in for the night, Kurt removing the flashlight from the center and extinguishing it before going around to each bunk to say goodnight to everyone. When he got to Blaine's bunk, he whispered "Goodnight" and gave his hand a quick squeeze.
It wasn't long before Blaine fell into a peaceful sleep, his dreams filled with tender kisses and soft porcelain skin.