Kurt sat down in the mostly empty lecture hall, setting his messenger bag onto the seat beside his. He was twenty minutes early, but had wanted to make sure he found the room. It had about fifteen rows of chairs facing chalkboards, looking almost like a small movie theatre. 

Feeling a little nervous, Kurt looked around. This was an introductory history course. At twenty-eight, he would likely be ten years older than the other students. As other people started entering, he subtly tried to guess their ages, and relaxed when he saw a few others likely in their mid-twenties at least. 

The professor was soon there, setting her things down on the front desk. Kurt sipped on his coffee. The class was mostly full now. He pulled out his notebook and pen, ready to take notes. 

"Good morning everyone. Welcome to Origins of Western Civilization: The Ancient Mediterranean World. We are going to covering 3000 years in the next short months, so it will obviously be more about the overarching development of ideas, practices and institutions that have an influence on today. Things like democracy, citizenship, imperialism, colonization, slavery, freedom, religious persecution, written law, dynastic rule, priestly power, the emergence of cities and organized religion. We will be covering the social, economic, and political history of the ancient Near East, Egypt, Greece, and Rome." 

Kurt felt more and more excited with each word the professor uttered. This was exactly what he wanted to learn. Living in Europe for almost a year had given him a much deeper understanding of this ancient history. The evidence of Rome could still be felt thousands of years later in so many countries there. 

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"How did it go today?" Blaine plopped down on the sofa next to Kurt, leaning over to give a hello kiss. 

Putting his kindle aside, Kurt stretched and wrapped both arms around Blaine, scooting closer to make it a hard hug. "It was so great, Blaine. Im so excited to be learning this."

Blaine smiled back at Kurt, and picked up the slim paperback from the coffee table. "Well, at least the reading doesnt look too bad." 

Kurt scoffed. "The other two textbooks are on my kindle. They would have been equivalent to about five more books that size otherwise." 

"Sounds like a lot of reading. Am I going to see you at all the next few months?" Blaine laid down on the sofa, resting his head in Kurts lap. 

Kurt automatically went to playing with Blaines hair, running fingers through the curls as Blaine closed his eyes in contentment. He was like a puppy, loving being petted, and Kurt had gotten to enjoy it too. "Well, I hope so, but between taking three courses this semester, working part time at the call centre, volunteering at the ESL class, and doing one dance class a week, Ill be pretty busy." 

Blaines eyes looked up at Kurt, his brow furrowing. "I dont want to stressing yourself out, Kurt. If you need to cut down your work hours to focus on school, you know Ill be able to cover the bills."

Smiling down at his boyfriend, Kurt could feel the love between them. It had only grown stronger all spring and summer. Blaine had jumped into life in Paris with an eagerness to get everything he could out of it. He took French classes, and was able to get by quite well. He had written freelance, with many articles going still to Geek World. Often, assignments had them going on a weekend trip to explore an obscure thing. But Kurt enjoyed it. They mostly explored France with quick train trips until Kurts program was done. 

May and June, they travelled around Europe, doing the backpacking thing and staying in hostels, enjoying the traveller culture. By the time July came around, it felt too busy with tourists and they settled in Kilkenny, Ireland, working at a pub for the summer for room and board. The tips were theirs, and it was enough to explore a little on their days off. 

They moved back to San Francisco at the end of August and found a two bedroom apartment. Blaine was back working at the magazine. Living in Europe all those months had matured him a little, and Kurt found him sexier than ever. He wouldnt be surprised if some geek boy at work was crushing on Blaine like he had crushed on Adam. Adam was just a friend now, and the three of them had gone out for meals a couple times. 

Kurts Paris program had made him realize that he loved teaching, and working with kids. And in their travels, Kurt had done research and lectured Blaine about the history of the places they visited until Blaine had complained and said he should be a history teacher. The idea stuck, and he was taking some intro history courses now to see if it was what he wanted to do. The idea of several years of university was both intimidating and exciting. 

"Im sure Ill figure it out. If I need to, Ill drop the dance class and volunteering." Kurt wasnt too worried. Hed be able to do some reading at work between calls. 

Blaine smiled up at Kurt, a funny expression on his face. "So, were you on your phone much today?" 

Giving him a suspicious look, Kurt grabbed his phone. "No.... What did you do, Blaine?"

He just shook his head, looking a bit guilty but wasnt fessing up. 

With a small huff, Kurt scrolled through his phone, not seeing anything until he opened up Facebook. He had over forty notifications. "What did you do, Anderson?"

Blaine squirmed a little under Kurts glare. "I didnt think it would get such a reaction."

Looking quickly at the notifications, Kurt could see there were comments ranging from "Congratulations" to "About time!" to "Well duh!!" from Santana.

"I changed my relationship status from single to being in a relationship, with you." Blaine confessed, blushing a bit and looking his age. And damn adorable. 

Kurt smiled and stretched out on the sofa along Blaine. "Thats a pretty serious step, Blaine. Should I change mine too? Are we ready for this?" His tone was serious, seeing what kind of reaction he could get out of Blaine. 

Rolling over on top of Kurt, Blaine settled between his legs and kissed him thoroughly. Kurts arms and legs were wrapped tight around him by the end of the kiss, and he felt a bit lightheaded. Damn, that boy knew how to kiss. Even after all these months together, he still responded almost embarrassingly fast to Blaine. And Blaine knew it. 

"Kurt, we been together constantly since December 27th, through many countries and situations. Getting lost in Athens and ending up in that shady hotel with the bad plumbing. Being drunk and getting kicked out of that hostel in Brussels. Living together in a tiny apartment in Paris without killing each other. Living in that tiny room above the pub. Wouldnt you call what we have a relationship?" Blaine looked down at Kurt, a little hurt in his eyes behind his statements. 

Reaching up, Kurt kissed him lightly. "Of course, Blaine, I was just teasing you. Je taime." 

"Je taime tout alors. Tout les matins du monde." Blaine whispered back. The first time they had said they loved each other, it had been in French, and they continued the tradition. 

Kurt smiled, his eyes on Blaines full lips as he spoke French. His accent was getting better. And Kurt found it so sexy to hear him speak French, even when the words werent perfect. The fact that he had worked at learning the language, had moved to Paris to be with Kurt, was still amazing to him. 

"I think you mean Je taime tellement. And why all the worlds mornings? Did you mean to say that?" Kurt couldnt resist tracing his fingers over those sexy lips. 

"Yes, because in the mornings, your hair is sticking up and your breath stinks." Blaines grin softened his words. 

Kurt grinned. "Oh really? Words like that will have you sleeping on the couch tonight."

"I hadnt finished... Even when your hair is sticking up and your breath stinks, I am so happy to be waking up with you every morning, where ever in the world we are." Blaine kissed Kurts fingers. "Are you going to change your relationship status?"

Kurt was surprised Blaine brought it up again. This meant something to him, obviously. "I could do that. Why do you want it, Blaine?"

Kissing the palm of Kurts hand, Blaine closed his eyes for a minute. "I confess Im a little concerned about you being around all those young guys at school. Youll be making friends, discussing Ancient Rome over a few drinks, and I want your status to mention me." 

"And the fact that you are in my profile picture and in most of the other pictures isnt enough?" Kurt rolled his eyes, but grabbed his phone and made the change. It wasnt hard to do and meant a lot to Blaine. "As if Id look twice at anyone else when I have you to come home to."

"But they are so young and attractive." Blaine dipped his head down to kiss Kurts neck.

Kurt scoffed. Guys on campus were barely out of high school. "Wait." He pushed Blaines head up to look him in the eyes. "You think Im into younger guys because youre five years younger than me? And Im shopping for a newer model or something?"

"Well, maybe. But also because you are so fucking sexy, Kurt. Do you have to wear such tight pants to school?" Blaine looked a bit insecure, biting his lip.

Kurt rolled them over so he was on top. "First off, I generally dont go for younger guys. You were the exception, wheedling your way into my old, jaded heart. Secondly, Ill wear what I want. And lastly, Im wearing your ring and I changed my Facebook status. Im yours, Blaine. You are mine. Do you need me to show you?"

Blaine nodded, his eyes heating up at the suggestion. 

It wasnt hard to get Kurt in the mood for this. "Go to the bedroom, get naked and ready for me then. Ill be in there in a few minutes."

The speed that Blaine was off the couch and in the bedroom said a lot. The last few weeks had been busy and tiring, with moving in and getting back to work, and they hadnt made as much time for sex as they had before. Maybe that was feeding into Blaines insecurity now. Kurt was determined to make it up to him. 

Ambling over to the washroom, Kurt stripped and freshened up. He was already half-hard at the idea of Blaine naked and waiting in their bedroom, knowing hed get even hotter waiting in anticipation for Kurt. 

When he entered the bedroom, Blaine was on the bed, naked and looking delicious. Kurt crawled over him, giving him a hungry, deep kiss. His hand went to stroke over Blaines erection. 

"Mmmmm so hard for me, already." Kurt bent down to take him in his mouth, loving how he filled it. Blaine gasped, his hand digging into Kurts hair, as Kurt took him down all the way. After a few strokes, Kurt pulled away and crawled upwards in the bed. Moving some pillows, he sat up against the headboard. 

Blaine knew what that position meant, and he stroked lube over Kurts cock, making it very slick. Then he eagerly knelt over Kurt, taking him into his well-prepped ass, sinking down with a satisfied groan. 

As he started riding Kurt, Kurt let his hands trace over Blaines back. They had been going without condoms since May, and he was still amazed at how much more sensation there was. Hotter, tighter. Loved watching Blaines face as he twisted his hips with each stroke, seeing the pleasure on his face. 

Lubing up his hand, he started stroking Blaines cock, wanting to feel him cumming, pulsing with each shot, his ass tightening around Kurts cock. Wanting to look into his eyes as he felt Blaines cum hit his chest. He was tempted to tilt Blaine over onto his back to finish that way, looking down at his face as he came, but they were both getting close. He grabbed Blaines ass, pushing upwards to meet his strokes, stroking hard and fast over Blaines cock. 

Blaine panted, throwing his head back, shuddering all over as he came hard. Kurt drank in the beautiful sight as he followed a few thrusts later, leaning in to kiss and bite Blaines sweaty skin. 

Cuddling together after, Kurt pushed the sweaty hair back off Blaine face. Good sex was sweaty and messy, and he loved it with Blaine. "You are so incredible. I love you." He peppered small kisses over his face. 

"Je taime. Tout les matins du monde." Blaine pulled Kurt close as they settled into a good position to sleep. His face was happy and relaxed, the worries from earlier eased as Kurt held him close. 

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A/N: Thanks so much for reading this story. All the reviews and coffee mugs are very motivational to see also. I really like the support everyone gives on this site. 

*I wrote a Kurtbastian short story recently and its posted on AO3 if you want to check it out. Its called Wrong Window.   (And Ill never be mean to Blaine, promise, even if Klaine isnt the endgame in a story.)