Kurt woke up first this morning, Blaine still and peaceful on the bed beside him. He looked pale and sick, dark shadows under his eyes and a frown on his face. Kurt stroked the wrinkles on his forehead, hoping to massage them away. He was humming a quiet tune as he took stock of how Blaine had fared during the night.

The poor boy hadnt slept well, if he slept at all, for the first half of the night and he had coughed in his sleep for the rest of the night holding his belly and moaning in his sleep. Kurt got up and took their dishes to the small kitchenette and set them in the sink. It wasnt a whole kitchenette and the boys had been very creative, adding a hotplate and a tiny refrigerator to the corner with the sink. He spent a few minutes making more tea and lacing it with honey, lemon juice, and another dollop of Irish whiskey.

“Kurt?” came a plaintive voice from the bed.

“Im right here, just stay in bed and Ill bring you some tea,” Kurt said, finishing up buttering the toast and placing it on the tray before taking it to Blaine.

“Oh, that smells good,” Blaine smiled a bit.

“Well, at least your nose is still working,” Kurt said in a cheerful voice. He sat down beside his boyfriend, feeling his forehead to find out if he still had a fever. He did. Kurt shook out two aspirin tablets and held them out to Blaine along with a glass of water. Blaine took them and then coughed for a while.

“Lets get some tea down you, and maybe the toast?” Kurt asked. Blaine nodded his head and took a sip of the tea. Kurt was on his way to get dressed when he glanced over at Blaine, noticing he had his head down and was wiping at his face. “Hey, whats wrong?”

“Nothing. Just ah, part of the flu I guess?” Blaine lied.

“Nonsense. Now, are you going to tell me the truth or am I going to tickle it out of you?”

“Oh...no...no tickling, please,” Blaine begged, his voice with a note of hysteria in it.

Kurt studied him, noting the sweat standing out on his face, the wide eyes and trembling hands.

“I wont. I promise...what happened with tickling?” he asked, knowing from Blaines actions that it stirred up a lot of emotion.

Blaine sighed. “It was...back in Australia. Some of the kids were teasing me and several of the bigger guys got the notion of tickling me. They held me down and tickled me until I was screaming – but it didnt stop there. They kept it up until I wet myself. I wasnt the first person it happened to, and I wasnt the last – but I never wanted to go back to school. That was just before we moved to Italy,” Blaine said, his face showing all of his anger and resentment towards those kids.

Kurt sat down next to him, taking his hand.

“Im sorry, babe. I wont tickle you ever again. I didnt know...” Kurt apologized and placed a kiss on Blaines warm cheek. He was even hotter than last night.

“You need to go see a doctor, Blaine. You still have a fever and you look so tired. Ill walk you over to the campus clinic, okay?”

Blaine nodded, then tipped his cup to get the final drops of the sweet tea concoction that Kurt had made for him. He stood up, swaying and trying in vain to balance himself. Kurt reached out an arm to steady him. Blaine grabbed at his stomach and bent over double. Kurt saw and put his arms around the boy to help him back in the bed.

“Whoa there, pal. Maybe you should let me help you. Just sit here and Ill get your clothes,” Kurt offered, going to pick out some lose-fitting jeans and a polo shirt to match. Blaine wasnt much help. He just sort of sat there, letting Kurt put his arms in the sleeves of the shirt and so on until he was dressed. Kurt slid his saddle shoes on and tied them.

When he was ready, Kurt tried helping Blaine up, but he was groggy and begged to be left alone.

“No, I just want to go back to sleep,” Blaine whined, pulling his arm away from Kurt. He laid back down and curled his knees up to his stomach, whimpering as he closed his eyes.

Frustrated, Kurt gave up trying to coax Blaine to get up. He went over to his nightstand and found his phone, calling the campus clinic. Then he called to check up on his dad and make sure Carole was going to be there all weekend.

“Where did you go, Kurtsie?” asked Blaine. Kurt gave him a stare. Kurtsie? Really?

“I was making some phone calls,” Kurt informed him.

“How is your dad?” Blaine asked, his wide, innocent eyes looking at Kurt from his fetal position on the bed.

“Carole says he is doing fine. I went ahead and canceled the move this weekend. Im staying here with you,” Kurt said, avoiding mentioning the silly nickname Blaine had used.

“You dont have to do that,” Blaine said, rolling on his side and closing his eyes. They were burning and sore. He wanted Kurt to stay and hold him, but he knew that was selfish and that Kurt had a lot on his plate just now: Burts heart, the rehearsal for the Warblers competition, getting caught up with his assignments for school. It was beginning to be overwhelming.

“Blaine, Im only going to tell you this once. I love you and because I love you and you are the most cherished person in my life, you come first – did you hear that? You are number one in my book and no, I would not leave you alone when youre this sick,” Kurt stated in a voice that was close to a growl.

Blaine had the good sense not to disagree with Kurt and snuggled down further in the warm bedding.

“The doctor will be here in just a few minutes, so try to be still when he examines you,” Kurt said, his fingers pushing on the bridge of his nose.

“Yes, sir,” Blaine said in a shy voice.

“Trent?” Kurt said, sitting in the hallway so as not to disturb Blaine. He wanted Blaine to have as much rest as possible, so he had walked outside the dorm to call Trent.

“...”

“Yeah, this is Kurt. Listen, its about Blaine. Ive got the campus doctor coming to see him. The clinic is close, so he should be here in a few minutes,” Kurt said into his cell.

“...”

“No, Im fine to do this, I just wanted to ask if you could find out from Wes or one of the guys what songs we need to practice for the competition. Blaine is convinced that hes going to be fine by then. I guess we wont know...”

“No, hes got a cough, but its the fever and he says his belly hurts. He keeps holding his right side and then pretending it isnt hurting. Yeah, hes like that,” Kurt said, smirking at what Trent said to him.

“...”

“No, Ive got it, but thanks for offering. No, I told my dad we had to cancel moving his girlfriend into his house this weekend. I couldnt leave Blaine,” Kurt said, his jovial humor leaving as he thought about all the things he had yet to do. There never seemed as if there was enough time anymore.

“...”

“Sure, Trent. Thanks, Ill call if I need anything and Ill let you know what the doctor says about Blaine. Yeah, sure. Bye.”

Kurt had just shut his phone when a striking woman came in the dormitory door. She was tall and brunette, and very pretty when she smiled at Kurt.

“Im guessing you must be Kurt Hummel?” she asked.

“Yes, maam. Then you are the on-call doctor from the campus clinic?”

“Yes, Margaret Radosovich, where is Mr Anderson?”

“Just in here,” Kurt said, opening the door and peeking in to make sure Blaine was in bed.

He led the way, closing the door quietly behind him before going over to wake Blaine.

“Hey, baby, the doctor is here,” Kurt cooed at him, his hand on Blaines shoulder. He ran a warm hand down his boyfriends face, cupping his cheek. “Wake up, honey.”

“Kurt?” Blaine asked, blinking awake and staring at the woman standing beside the bed. He focused his eyes on Kurt and tried to talk, but only nonsense came out.

“This is Dr Radosovich, honey. She is here to examine you. Can you roll over on your back for me?” Kurt asked. Blaine closed his eyes and Kurt thought he had fallen back asleep, but he opened his eyes briefly and carefully rolled onto his back, grasping at his lower belly as he turned.

“Hello, Blaine. Can you see me?” the doctor asked, turning his head towards her.

“Yes, maam,” Blaine said, opening his eyes once more.

“Can you sit up so I can have a listen to your heartbeat?” she asked. Blaine complied as she took his vital signs, blood pressure, oxygen level, temperature, and other basic procedures. She wrote it down in a notebook.

“Okay, Im going to pull down the blankets and take a look at your tummy, okay?”

“MmmmHmmm,” Blaine hummed an affirmative answer, trying to push the blankets down. Kurt took hold of them and exposed Blaine to the cool air of the room. Dr Radosovich rubbed her hands together to warm them a bit, then pulled his shirt up.

“Ill need to pull the pants down a bit to see your tummy, okay?” she asked. Blaine nodded. Kurt helped him off with his jeans, leaving him in boxer briefs. The doctor asked some questions: How long had he had the fever? What were the exact symptoms? Had he had any nausea? How long had he been coughing? Blaine tried to answer each one, sure that it was nothing worse than the flu. He hoped he could get some cold medicine and just go back to sleep for a week.

Everything was fine until she pushed on his belly and he curled up like a shrimp, grabbing Kurts hand and letting out a loud moan.

“There, there, Blaine. Im sorry. I will try to be more delicate – but I need to assess the condition of your tummy,” the doctor apologized.

Blaine nodded his head, his arms trying to wrap around his pelvic region to alleviate the pain.

“Im going to need to turn you on your side now. Just relax and let me do the lifting and turning, okay?” she asked, but Blaine knew it wasnt a question and he relaxed as much as possible. She took his knee and shoulder and expertly turned him on his left side. When he was settled, she looked at his exposed skin, pulling his briefs a bit lower so she could make out where his hip was. She felt along the illiac crest of his hip, up to the bottom rib and placed her warm hand on his side.

“This might hurt, Blaine. I am going to give you what is called a Murphy Punch, but it isnt really a punch, I will just press down. Tell me if it hurts, okay?”

Blaine nodded and Kurt reached out to hold his hand. Dr Radosovich smoothed her hand across his side and felt gently through his skin to determine exactly where his bones were located. Then she gave him a rapid punch with an open hand to the area above his hip and under his ribs in the back. Blaine yelped loudly and came up off the bed. The doctor had hold of him, trying to soothe him as best she could.

“Im so sorry that was painful, Blaine. I need to check the other side now, so once more. Roll to your right, please.” She positioned him and exposed his skin, then measured and gave him a Murphy Punch on the other side. He flinched, but no yelp.

“That didnt hurt much at all,” Blaine said, looking relieved. He had tensed up, waiting for the pain and now looked a little bewildered.

“I think what you have is a combination of things here. You do have a cough, but it isnt bad, no pneumonia or bronchitis that I can determine. Then the belly pain: I need to have an ultrasound done, but Im thinking that might be your appendix. Last, you probably have a pretty acute infection of your kidney,” Dr Radosovich said.

“Whoa...all that? I was fine just a few days ago! How could all of that just happen overnight?” Blaine asked, incredulous.

“Have you been under a lot of stress? Not sleeping or not eating well? I know finals are coming up, that can intensify everything, especially if you left your term papers to the last minute. It is common for students to overdo, to spend so much time doing schoolwork and then cut back on sleeping and eating, add stress to that, plus the raging hormones of a typical teenager – its a recipe for disaster. I see this a lot, unfortunately.”

“What do I need to do?” Blaine asked, shifting towards Kurt and snuggling down beside him, arms around his waist. Kurt absently stroked Blaines silky curls and Blaine put his head in Kurts lap.

“I think you need to go to the hospital. Now. Ill call and arrange to have you admitted. Drive to the emergency room entrance, stop at the triage desk and theyll take it from there. Youll have the ulrasound first and we can go from there. You need to have some IV antibiotics for the kidney infection as soon as possible. Have you had any blood in your urine?” she asked,

“I...I dont know. Maybe?” Blaine said, blushing.

Okay, theyll check that at the hospital. Ill be there early this afternoon to talk it over with you, okay?” The doctor asked.

“Ah...yeah, okay,” Blaine said, looking bewildered.

“Ill get him over to the hospital,” Kurt said, holding Blaines hand tightly.

“Well need permission from his parents or guardian,” the doctor said.

“Ill take care of it,” Kurt offered. He knew Cooper was back from his trip to Belize.

“Okay, Ill see you two later today then,” she said, shaking Kurts hand and patting Blaine on the shoulder.

Kurt untangled himself from Blaine and walked Dr Radosovich to the door to the courtyard.

“Hes going to be alright, isnt he?” Kurt asked, his face wrinkled with frown lines as he worried about his boyfriend.

“Just get him to the hospital now, I think hell be fine if we start treating him without delay,” she said, then squeezed Kurts shoulder and gave him a wan smile. “Hes lucky to have you as his friend, Kurt.”

“Thank you. We will see you at the hospital.” Kurt turned and walked quickly back to his room to get Blaine and take him to Westerville Memorial Hospital.

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~

Sitting in the hospital room, Kurt looked over to see Blaine was shivering. He got up and walked to the door to see if the LPN was coming. He spotted her down the hallway, Cooper walking beside her. Good, he didnt waste any time getting here. Kurt had called Cooper from his blue tooth on the way to the hospital. Coop was on his way to classes, but promised he would be there for Blaine as soon as possible. He must have ignored all speed limits to get here so fast, and Kurt let out a sigh of relief at seeing him.

Cooper and the LPN, Linda, came into the private room. Cooper went immediately to Blaine, hugging him gently. Blaine tried to smile, but he was groggy from the pain medication.

“Here we go, Blaine. This should help with your shivering,” the young woman said, spreading the warmed blanket over Blaine and tucking him in. He looked up at her, not saying anything but giving her an encouraging smile.

Cooper held back until she was done and left the room before he went back to the side of the bed and put his arms around Blaine, kissing his curls.

“Hey, Squirt, looks like youve charmed all the nurses already. I knew you had a bit of the ol Anderson charm,” Cooper said. He took Blaines hand in his own and sat on the bed next to his little brother. “You know the chills and shivering are from the kidney infection. It will go away as soon as the antibiotics go to work.” Cooper got up and looked at the bags of liquid attached to his brothers IV.

“Hes had the ultrasound, but they havent told us anything yet. They came and took blood, put in the IVs, and have been whispering in the hallway, but we dont know anything yet,” Kurt reported with an exasperated sigh.

“All in good time, Kurt, all in good time. I saw Margaret Radosovich in the hall as I was coming in. Shes good, I know youre in good hands, Squirt. Dont worry, well have you good as new in no time at all,” Cooper comforted his brother. Blaine gave him a smile, but didnt attempt to speak. His throat hurt although the cough was much better now.

“They came and shot some kind of pain medicine in his IV about twenty minutes ago. Hes been in Lala Land ever since. Havent you, sweetheart?” Kurt said, rolling his eyes in jest.

Cooper laughed a bit, looking at how tense Kurt was. He might be joking to keep Blaine from stressing, but Cooper could see the tension in his muscles: the white knuckles, the tight smile, the dark circles under Kurts eyes. He was holding Blaines other hand tightly. Cooper reached out and took Kurts other hand, squeezed it gently and gave him an encouraging smile. Then he got up and walked around Kurt, leaning over the back of his chair, he started to massage Kurts shoulders. Kurt moaned quietly, his muscles beginning to relax under Coopers strong grip.

“Thanks, Coop,” he said, feeling better a while later. He had been scared for Blaine for hours now and the lack of any word from anyone was not making him feel better. Just as he was getting ready to go looking for someone with the answers, Dr Radosovich came in the door. She smiled at Cooper and then turned her attention to Blaine.

“Hey, how are you feeling? Is the pain medication working okay for you?” she asked. Blaine nodded.

“Good. Push the nurse call button if you start hurting again. Okay?” she said. “I have all the reports back. Yes, you have an inflamed appendix. Sometimes we can get by with giving antibiotics and the condition responds well to that, but your appendix is more infected than most. I dont feel it is safe to leave it alone. In cases like this it is possible that it could turn gangrenous or burst. I recommend we call in a surgeon and have that little troublemaker removed,” she explained. Blaine looked scared and turned his gaze to his brother.

“Shes right, Blaine, I think we can trust her word. Are you okay with this?” Coop asked, searching for his little brothers eyes and locking on to them. He could see the fear buried deep in his mind.

Cooper thought it was the fear of having surgery, but truthfully it wasnt. Cooper had called him by his first name, not one of the silly nicknames he had gotten used to over his lifetime. He usually referred to Blaine as Squirt, and by using his formal name, Blaine was scared down to his very soul. He leaned forward, falling into Coopers arms. It wasnt until he felt his brother trembling that Cooper knew just how afraid he was.

“Hey, Squirt, youre going to be fine. I promise. This is a fairly simple surgery, they can do it laparoscopically – you know, they make three little buttonhole incisions and youll be on your feet in no time. I can be here for you the whole time, Blainers,” Coop tried to calm Blaines fears.

“Hes right, Blaine. Ive contacted Dr Nelson and he can do the operation tomorrow morning at seven,” Dr Radosovich assured them. Cooper let loose a sigh of relief, squeezing Blaines hand once again.

“All right. Are you okay with going ahead with the surgery?”

“Yes, maam, thank you,” Blaine managed to say, looking first at his big brother. He closed his eyes and settled down more into the mattress.

“Get some sleep tonight, Blaine. Ill be here in the morning in case you have any questions,” Dr Radosovich told him, stroking his arm.

“Thank you.”

When the doctor left, Cooper went with her to discuss the rest of Blaines care. The boys were left alone in the room and Blaine held out his hand for Kurt to come closer.

“Hey, how are you doing?” Kurt asked, concern for his boyfriend showing on his face as he took Blaines hand and held it to his heart.

“I dont even know...I guess if Cooper says its going to be fine, I trust his judgment. Im still scared though,” Blaine said.

“How about the pain?”

“My back hurts, too. Every time I cough, its like knives stabbing me in the back. The medication they gave me helped, but having you with me helps even more,” Blaine said in a quiet voice. “They gave me this button to push,” he said, showing Kurt the morphine pump. “Theyll hook it up after the surgery so I wont have to call the nurse each time. Its set for a certain amount of the drug to dispense into my IV the LPN told me. I have the same medicine now...and it is helping but it makes me sleepy.”

“Just go ahead to sleep, baby. Ill stay here with you all night. I promise, Ill be here if you need me,” Kurt assured him.

“I know you will...” Blaine said, his head nodding as he fell asleep. He shook himself awake for a moment, looking at Kurt. “Go get some lunch, Kurt. Im just going to take a nap, okay?”

“Sure, honey. Ill be back in half an hour, okay?” Kurt assured him. Blaine nodded and closed his eyes. Kurt pulled the blanket up to warm his boyfriends shoulders and tucked it in. He leaned over and kissed Blaine on his cheek before he left the room.

Catching up with Cooper, they went down to the cafeteria to get lunch.

~ ~ ~ KB ~ ~ ~

Kurt spent the rest of the day with Blaine, sitting next to him while he slept, while the nurses came and went, taking blood, changing IV bags, taking his vitals. Cooper was in and out of the room. This was the hospital he would be interning with, so he was a bit nervous, but he stayed to show Blaine how much he cared. Blaine woke up from time to time, mostly just to speak to Kurt or his brother for a few moments before slipping back into slumber.

Cooper reassured Blaine that everything was going to be fine. He would feel much better once the kidney infection cleared up and the appendix was removed.

Later that day, Kurt left to get some supper from the small coffee house across from the hospital. He barely ate anything, his worry over Blaine stopping him from having any appetite. He was still reeling from taking care of his father and now here he was taking care of Blaine. He called his dad.

“Hey, Buddy, hows everything going?” Burt asked.

“Im at supper. Blaine is still the same as when we spoke earlier, he was asleep when I left,” Kurt told his dad.

“You said they are taking his appendix out tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah. Hes going to have a sedative tonight, then they will take him in around six thirty. I think Ill stay here tonight, they offered me a cot to sleep on in his room,” Kurt said.

“I want you to take care of yourself, Kurt. Dont do more than your body can handle – we dont want to have you end up in a hospital,” Burt said.

“Ill be careful, Dad. Thanks. You are doing okay?”

“Yes, Carole makes me all my meals and got rid of everything in the house that I shouldnt have. Shes relentless,” Burt complained, but Kurt just laughed at him.

“She loves you and you know it,” he told his dad and Burt laughed, too.

“Take care, Kurt. Let me know what they say tomorrow, okay?”

“I will Dad. I love you.”

“I love you, too, son.”

Later that evening, Kurt was relaxing in the recliner, watching Blaine as he slept. He was still worried about his boyfriend. His fever had come back and the nurse came in to hang another IV bag of medication. She was frowning and Kurt watched as she took Blaines vitals once more.

“You can go ahead and go to sleep on the cot, I will wake you in the morning if you like,” she offered.

“Thanks. Ill just sit with him a bit longer, then go to sleep,” Kurt said. Cooper had gone home, he had to speak with his advisor before he returned to Blaines bedside and it was agreed that he would be back in the morning before the operation since Kurt was spending the night on the cot with Blaine.

“We wont have to do any more tests until morning, so the staff will let him sleep tonight. Do you want the lights off?” she asked and Kurt nodded. “Okay, Ill close the door so you wont be disturbed.”

Kurt was dosing off in the chair about midnight when he heard Blaine.

“Kurt? Are you here?” he asked in the dark room. Kurt got up and hurried to his side.

“Im right here, baby. Are you okay?” Kurt asked.

“Yeah, but Im cold and I want you close to me,” he said, reaching out and catching Kurts hand.

“Im here, I wont leave you,” Kurt assured him once more. Blaine took his hand and brought it to his lips, kissing his knuckles.

“Come up here with me, Kurt. Im cold and I need you closer to me,” Blaine said. Kurt removed his shoes and climbed on the bed, getting under the blankets and cuddling close to Blaine. Blaine let out a sigh in relief, his hands grasping at Kurts clothes, wrapping around his body and tugging him close.

“Hey, whats this? Blaine – are you still scared?” Kurt asks as he tries to get Blaine to calm down. “Whats wrong?”

“Kurt...I had a dream. You left me! I was so scared to be without you, and I knew you went to a dark place – it was cold and lonely and you needed me, but you kept telling me that I had to wait until it was my time. I hated it, and I was so angry at you!” Blaine said in one breath, his body shaking and his hands pulling Kurt closer.

“Oh, sweetheart, it was just a dream. It wasnt real, Im right here beside you. I get to stay here all night, and Ill be here when your surgery is over. Ill hold you all day if you need me to,” Kurt tried to comfort his boyfriend, but Blaine remained upset.

“It was too real. It was terrifying! I didnt want to be the one left, but I was. You were gone for so long I didnt believe you were coming back to me! But then...you did. I was walking down a staircase and you took my hand and led me away. Promise me youll be there for me, Kurt. That you wont leave me behind...” Blaine burst into tears.

“Blaine Devon Anderson, I promise that I will never leave you behind. I will always wait for you to catch up to me, I will always run my hardest and fastest to keep up with you – no matter what, I will never leave you. Ever, Blaine. I will never leave you....” Kurt swore, holding Blaine in his arms as tightly as he possibly could.

Kurt was very worried about Blaine. He wasnt acting rationally and Kurt knew he was getting morphine for the pain, but he was sure even that didnt account for all of this. No, the dreams they had both been having were not just dreams, he was sure of it now. He had dreamed the exact same dream the night before.

Kurt curled in, holding Blaine close to his body, kissing his neck and rubbing his hands down Blaines sensitive sides, fingers over the bumps of his ribs.

“Kurt...” Blaine sighed. “Can you touch me more? I need you, baby, I need you so much,” Blaine rubbed his hands over Kurts beautiful ass, stroking over the tight muscles as he closed his eyes and daydreamed about the day they would be wed, the day they became a married couple, tied together for the rest of their lives.

“Blaine, calm down, you need your rest. Lets just snuggle and go to sleep, we can do all that when you feel better,” Kurt said. He knew Blaine was sick and so wasnt up to do anything concerning sex, so he tried to get him to calm himself.

“I am calm, I just want you, Kurt. Please?” Blaine begged. “Please?

“Oh, baby, no...you are so tired and there are a dozen or more nurses and other hospital staff behind that door, who will come walking in at any moment,” Kurt tried to convince his boyfriend.

“But Kurt...Im horny!”

“Shhhhh!!! Do you want the whole floor to know? Hush!” Kurt said in a stage whisper.

“Kurt, Im going to keep asking until you agree to do something with me. I really, really want you. Can we make love, Kurt? Please?” he begged.

“Blaine? Are you okay? Ive never seen you like this...sweetheart, you need to sleep.”

“I promise I will go right to sleep if you just get me off. Its all I want – that and to make you feel good. We can do something together...” Blaine whispered. He slid his hand nimbly under the belt and waistband of Kurts clothes and down to reach his fingers around Kurts cock. It was hard and Blaine felt a bit of triumph. He was not letting go now.

“Blaine!” Kurt whisper-shouted.

“Yes, my love?” Blaine answered, wrapping his hand around a bit tighter and started to slowly stroke up and down, then moved to kiss Kurts neck – so gently, so softly. “I love you, Kurt, will you deny me this one pleasure?”

Kurt broke. He could only see a little bit in the dark room from the reflection of the streetlights in the window and the small glowing night-light by the door, but what he could see were Blaines beautiful eyes as they promised him so much...how could he turn down the love of his life?

“Stay quiet, Blaine,” he said, kissing him deeply, then running his lips down Blaines neck and bit him gently just above the collarbone. Blaine sighed into the sensation, his throat closing to quiet the moan as it tried to escape. Kurt moved to his left and bit Blaine again, licking just to taste Blaines skin at this tender spot.

“Kurt, oh, that feels so good, your lips, your tongue...do it some more,” Blaine asked and Kurt complied. He loved the sounds that escaped from Blaines throat. They moved through Kurts blood like lava, making him hot and ravenous for more of Blaine.

“What do you want, baby?” Kurt asked, trying to pull his head back to look in Blaines face, but Blaine was not letting him go right now.

“I want your mouth, that beautiful mouth, please? I want you to suck me, Kurt.”

Kurt stopped short, wondering if there could be any harm to Blaine if he gave in and did what he asked. His hand migrated down to palm himself when Blaine let go, the thoughts of having Blaine hard and in his mouth was too sweet to describe. He decided there wouldnt be any harm, in fact it might tire his boyfriend out enough to help him sleep.

“Okay, baby...okay, just lie still and let me do all the work.”

Kurt pulled back the warm blankets and curled up on the narrow bed so he could reach Blaine without straining. He pulled back the gown to access his cock and was surprised to find he wore no underwear, just the thin hospital gown. He pulled it back to reveal Blaine was not adversely affected by the pain medications – at least not in this way. His beautiful cock was full and hard, so pretty it almost made Kurt cry. He started by licking a long line of saliva from base up the bulging vein to dance around the crown as Blaines breathing got faster and small noises were on his lips.

Kurts lips were surrounding the thick cock in front of him while visions of the last time he did this flew through his memory. It was in his bedroom at his fathers house. That time was dark, too, and Kurt wondered if he would ever have the courage to do this in daylight.

Blaine was moaning quietly, but his impatience showed in his voice and Kurt took the head into his mouth to swirl his tongue around it, rubbing hard against the ridge as Blaine squealed - putting his hand over his mouth to muffle the noise.

“Kurt...oh, do that again, please,” Blaine asked, trying not to buck forward as Kurt did it again. He tried to hold still, but it was so hard to do that, the tingles going up and down his spine as Kurt rubbed harder with his tongue, stroking the inside of Blaines thigh and cupping his balls with his warm hands. He changed rhythm, now sucking a bit harder and pushing his tongue around the crown and into the slit. It was hard to keep himself in check because Blaine was murmuring so many things he might do to Kurt when he finally came.

Kurt tried so hard to keep his mind on pleasuring his boyfriend that he didnt hear the door to the room open. He didnt see the nurse peek in and her eyes go wide in shock, and he didnt hear as that same nurse turned to her assistant and say that Blaine was sound asleep and should not be disturbed for several more hours, he needed his sleep. The nurse was older than most at the hospital and she didnt stay in her profession for thirty years by not having a heart. She hoped that Blaine would calm down and be relaxed for his surgery in the morning. With a smile, she went back to her desk and started the paperwork for the night.

Back in the room, Kurt was getting tired but not about to stop what he was doing – moving up and down on Blaines cock, pushing himself to the limit as he hummed to add the vibration that would bring Blaine to climax. That was exactly what was needed and Blaine pushed forward and back with a frenzy that Kurt hadnt known he was capable of. Blaine had one hand over his own mouth and one gripped in the covers as he first felt the inklings and then the promise of what was to come.

Blaine felt the heat running through his body, that tickling monumental surge of energy that signaled the rest of his body to brace for it and finally, finally he came so hard he was dazed. Never had it felt this good. He threw his head back into the pillow and just thrilled at the orgasm flowing through him. He was completely exhausted, hardly able to feel as Kurt slowed to a steady rhythm, lose and gentle as Blaine came back to earth.

“Kurt...Kurt...” he murmured as the weight of his illness came down around him. “Thank you, my love...thank you...” Blaine managed as he fell asleep.

Kurt sat up. How could anyone fall asleep after an amazing climax like that? Kurt got up, careful not to disturb Blaine, and made his way to the bathroom. He cleaned himself up, sort of proud of the fact that Blaine had made such lusty noises that it had led to him coming himself without a touch. He slid off his jeans and underwear, wondering for a moment what to do about the sticky evidence. He finally washed himself off in the sink with a warm washcloth, then dried himself and put the jeans back on. He was going to have to go commando until he could get home and change in the morning. Lucky for him, he wasnt wearing his favorite shorts. So he wrapped them in a few paper towels and threw them into the waste receptacle. Just seeing Blaines face as he came was worth a pair of designer briefs, Kurt chuckled and returned to the room. He pulled the blankets up to Blaines shoulders one more time and patted him on the bottom.

“Sweet dreams, baby. I love you,” he whispered and kissed his lips. Blaine shifted in his sleep, seeming to be searching for Kurt and sighing when he felt the arm he was searching for. Kurt took less than a minute to decide if braving the wrath of the morning nurse was worth spending the night holding Blaine in his arms. It took less than a split second for Kurt to climb back in the bed, careful of the IV lines as he put his arms around Blaine. He kissed him on the nape of his neck, nuzzled down close and closed his eyes.

The next thing he knew, the night nurse was waking him up.

“Im sorry to wake you, Kurt, but you might want to get up and make it look as if you slept in the cot,” she said, winking at him. She slipped back out of the room, closing the door, and Kurt got up. He messed up the sheets on the cot and was just sitting down on a chair as the surgery team entered the room.

“Good morning, Blaine. Were here to prep you for your surgery,” a man dressed in scrubs said, smiling at Blaine and checking his wristband.

“Kurt, come hold my hand?” Blaine said, looking at Kurt.

Cooper came in just as Kurt had moved to Blaines bedside and greeted his brother. The nurse shot something into his IV as another nurse put booties on his feet and a cap on his head.

“Its your big day, Blainers!” he announced and the people in the room began their work. Kurt leaned over to kiss Blaine.

“Youre going to be just fine, my love, and I will be right here, waiting for you when you come back. I love you,” Kurt said as they wheeled him out on a gurney.

Cooper added his love and Blaine laid back, too afraid to say anything.

“Kurt...” he whispered as the medication took him off to dreamland.