Blaine’s mind was spinning, for god’s sake, Kurt Hummel, the sexy and desirable Cheerio, was kissing him. He sat up and settled himself closer to Kurt as their shared kisses intensified with each passing moment. Kurt’s tongue began tracing Blaine’s bottom lip lightly, silently asking for more.

Blaine happily complied and allowed their kisses to speak the emotions they couldn’t get across through words. Holy shit, he thought, this is my first actual kiss. Kurt Hummel as my first kiss? Well done, Anderson.

Kurt made a soft noise of displeasure at the space between the two, but refused to break the escalating lip lock. Despite his protesting ribs and sore torso, Blaine pulled Kurt so his knees were straddling either of his own hips. Blaine slipped his curious hands underneath Kurt’s black sweater, and ran his finger’s across the lean muscle there, created by months of practice, working out, and dancing. Kurt hummed in approval as the pair still worked their mouths together sensually, and Kurt slowly moved his own hands under Blaine’s own shirt, giving him a chance to pull away.

Blaine groaned deeply at the feeling of Kurt’s cold, smooth fingers on his heated skin and scraped his nails down Kurt’s abs. He slid his hands up his torso, breaking their kiss only to push Kurt’s shirt off, and help Kurt remove his own.

Tanned against alabaster contrasted as skin met skin and body heat was exchanged. Simultaneous moans at the contact drifted through the empty room. Bated breaths, airy sighs, and the sounds of two lovers fighting to catch their breath between kisses filled the air, paired with noises of pleasure and content.

In the back of his mind, Kurt could feel Blaine’s erection pressing against his own, only barred by a few layers of fabric. This brought the sensation to attention, and he ground his hips down into Blaine’s. He knew they were going fast but for god’s sake he was a teenager and he was affected by his hormones, like everyone else.

Kurt raked his nails down Blaine’s torso slowly, and drew his bottom lip between his teeth. “I’ve wanted to do that since the night I came in here to ask you to tutor me, ” Kurt whispered breathlessly into Blaine’s ear, his voice husky with lust and desire.

Blaine shuddered violently, and slid his hands down to Kurt’s hips, squeezing tightly onto the Cheerio’s waist. Kurt rolled his hips down into Blaine’s again, and this time it was met with a roll of Blaine’s own.

Blaine couldn’t handle this. The friction of his pajama pants against the rough denim of Kurt’s jeans was just enough to keep him on the edge, but never enough to allow him release. Kurt realized this at the same time he did, and smirked as he kissed his new boyfriend.

Kurt broke his lips away from Blaine and began lavishing the spot where Blaine’s neck and shoulder met. His tongue flicked out lightly and traced patterns on his skin, then softly blew on the heated skin, which caused Blaine to shudder with delight.

It was Blaine’s turn to move forward, and he squeezed Kurt’s hips once more before moving his hands to Kurt’s belt buckle. With a silent moan of approval from the copper-haired boy above him, he unbuckled Kurt’s leather belt and pulled it free from the belt loops. Slipping his fingers through the belt loops, he pulled Kurt impossibly closer, broken ribs forgotten. He was on so much medication he couldn’t feel it regardless, but he knew when the medication wore off, he would definitely feel the pain.

Kurt took Blaine’s forwardness as an opportunity to slide his hand in between them and rub his hand over his fabric covered erection, successfully giving Blaine the friction he wanted. He moaned loudly, and Kurt immediately silenced him with a passionate kiss. After a few minutes of this, Blaine was squirming with the urge to come, and Kurt knew it as well.

Kurt bit Blaine’s bottom lip again, and moved his hand away from Blaine’s cock. He searched for some kind of friction again and it was now his turn to grind his erection into Kurt’s. Blaine knew Kurt had to be close as well, but just how far would they get before one of them came? He definitely knew he didn’t want to go all the way (yet), but there was a bit more they could cover before that happened.

“I’m not going to push you into anything, Blaine. Just tell me when to stop…”Kurt mumbled against Blaine’s lips.