The ride to Blaine's house was silent. Kurt sat in the passenger seat, anxiously wringing his hands as the realization of what he was about to do set in.

Blaine cleared his throat and turned to face Kurt. Smiling slightly, he said, "My house is just a little further."

Kurt made a little sound of acknowledgment, but didn't say anything.

"We don't have to do this," Blaine said quickly. "I can take you home, if you want."

"No, no. I'm fine," Kurt replied quietly.

Blaine nodded, but didn't say anything else.

Soon, they arrived at a small, blue and white house. "This is – this is it," Blaine said before opening the door and getting out.

Kurt took a deep breath before turning to open his door, but stopped when Blaine ran around the front of the car and opened it for him. "Thank you," he mumbled quietly.

They walked up to the front door, a few feet between them. Blaine unlocked the door and stepped in. He threw his keys on the table and turned to look at Kurt, who was standing nervously in the doorway. "Would you like a drink?" he asked.

Kurt nodded. "I'll have whatever you're having," he said, moving to sit on the couch.

Blaine nodded and walked down the hall, into the kitchen. When he returned, he had two glasses of scotch in his hands. He walked over to the couch and sat beside Kurt, handing him one of the glasses. Kurt took it and threw his head, taking a large gulp, the liquid burning his throat. "Shit –ow," he coughed.

Blaine laughed and took the glass from him. "Yeah, definitely not a chugging drink," he said gently.

Kurt nodded, still coughing and sputtering, and blushed.

An awkward silence followed. Blaine continued to take small sips of his drink, while Kurt stared at his hands, not daring to pick up his glass again.

Finally, Kurt spoke. "How old are you?" he asked bluntly.

"Oh, um, I'm twenty-eight. You?"

"Sixteen,"

Blaine's head snapped up. "I didn't know – I thought you were – I'm sorry."

Kurt looked confused. "You didn't know?" he asked.

"No! I never would've even said anything if I had known. I've never done anything like this before," Blaine sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I just – I saw you dancing and you looked, like, really sexy."

Kurt giggled and blushed at the compliment. "Thank you," he said shyly. He looked up at Blaine. "You looked really hot, too. That top really accentuates the muscles in your arms."

Blaine grinned at him. "Thank you. That color looks really good on you - it brings out the color in your eyes,"

Kurt looked at him and swallowed. "Thanks," he said. Before he could think about what he was about to do, he was surging forward and connecting their lips in a rough kiss. He brought his hand up to the back of Blaine's neck, pulling him closer.

Blaine moved one hand up to the side of Kurt's face, the other on his waist. He pulled back slightly, catching his breath. "Oh, God, Kurt," he moaned before moving back in.

Kurt threw his head back. "Yes," he said breathlessly as Blaine kissed down his neck.

Blaine pulled away again. He pulled Kurt's head forward and looked at him. "I need to - need to know what you want to do. What you're comfortable with doing,"

Kurt looked into his eyes and nodded frantically. "I want you," he said shortly, before kissing Blaine again.

Blaine growled, and, placing his hand on Kurt's chest, pushed him back until he was lying on the couch. He straddled Kurt's hips with his knees on either side of him. Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes and winked, then bent down and kissed up Kurt's neck, ending on his lips.

Kurt put his hands on Blaine's shoulders and turned his head away, breaking the kiss. Blaine looked at him, confused. "Bedroom. I refuse to lose my virginity on a couch." he said.

Blaine's eyes widened slightly. "Virg- Kurt, are you sure you wanna do this?" he asked.

Kurt nodded. "Yes, I'm positive," he said, giving Blaine a reassuring kiss.

Blaine nodded and stood up, pulling Kurt up and into his arms. Kurt wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist. His hands slid into Blaine's hair as he kissed and sucked at Blaine's neck.

"Oh, God," Blaine moaned, rushing down the hall to his bedroom.