"I think I'll go with truth this time," Blaine says, shifting a little to get more comfortable and throwing a leg over Kurt's knees.

"Alright," Kurt smiles at the words on the card, "‘What were you thinking when you first saw me naked?'"

"Oh goodness," Blaine presses a palm to his chest and sighs.  "Where do I even begin?"

"It's been a while, huh," Kurt comments, running a hand over Blaine's bare legs across his lap.

"Not that long," Blaine says quietly.  And really it hasn't been.  The past seven years certainly don't seem like it.

"You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Blaine laughs, "No, of course not.  I'm just... reminiscing."

Kurt studies Blaine's face for a moment, watching as Blaine gets a far-away look in his eyes and the corners of his lips turn up ever so slightly.

Kurt is about to prompt him to start speaking when Blaine finally looks up at him.  Kurt feels his gaze as if by sheer will Blaine's affection could wrap him like a blanket.

"I was thinking...well, to be honest, at first I wasn't really thinking anything at all.  You get a bit dizzy when all the blood drains from your head and you're sat there staring at the love of your life," Blaine laughs lightly.  "It was like--like seeing you for the first time again.  Actually seeing you.  And I don't--I don't mean like because you weren't wearing clothes--"

Kurt watches as Blaine fumbles over his words.  He smiles fondly as he watches Blaine practically transform back into his 18-year-old self.

"--I mean that because you were so comfortable with being vulnerable in front of me, you trusted me so much to accept and love who you really were.  Are.  And I saw you.  It sounds ridiculous and cheesy and I understand that in most cases seeing someone naked for the first time is supposed to be sexy and completely driven by desire--but, gosh, don't get me wrong because it was like that for me but it was so much more than that.  Because we waited and it was special like you deserved and just--god you were gorgeous."

Blaine has been playing with Kurt's fingers in his hands the whole time, not really looking at Kurt but just watching as he glides his own thumb across Kurt's smooth skin.  He looks up at Kurt again, "All of that is in hindsight now, I think.  Because at the time I swear all I could think about was how lucky I was to have someone like you.  Not even someone like you but to actually have you.  My heart was beating so hard I thought I was going to pass out.  I remember thinking that if I did that how upset you might be that I fainted after seeing you naked for the first time and I couldn't let that happen.  I remember wanting to touch you so badly and realizing that I could.

I remember thinking that I was happy.  And in love," Blaine finishes with a sigh and a firm squeeze of Kurt's hands.

And Kurt leans in to kiss him--because after a speech like that, how could he not?  When they pull apart Kurt giggles, "That was a lot to be thinking about."

"Yes, well, I tend to get overwhelmed around you.  You had--have--that effect on me."  Kurt kisses him again.

After a moment, Kurt leans toward the table to collect their glasses.  "More wine?"

Blaine nods, "Just a little."

As Kurt goes into the kitchen to refill their glasses, Blaine looks over the next card.  He calls to Kurt from his spot on the couch, "Now, truth or dare?"