How Kurt Got His Groove Back
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How Kurt Got His Groove Back: Chapter 12


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Story: Complete - Chapters: 13/? - Created: Sep 25, 2015 - Updated: Sep 25, 2015
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"Oh, finally! You got laid!" Rachels voice was far too loud, and several people in the cafe looked towards them, chuckling. 

"Rachel!" Kurt grabbed her arm, pulling her down into her chair and sitting beside her. Blaine just smirked and sat down in the other chair, placing Kurts mocha on the table in front of him.

Rachel just shrugged a shoulder nonchalantly. "Its just so good to see you two finally relaxed around each other. Your sexual tension was off the charts!" 

Grabbing the edge of Kurts chair, Blaine pulled it closer so they could cuddle, needing the constant contact. Kurt giggled as Blaine pressed little kisses into his neck. 

"And we have a lot of time to make up for." Kurt smiled, running a hand along Blaines thigh. 

Rachel just smiled at them, looking so pleased. "You two make such a cute couple. Im so glad you finally got it together. Amazing to think it went from Kurt gushing on and on about his hot personal trainer to this."

Blaine pulled back, looking down at Kurts blushing face with a little smirk. "You used to gush about me?"

Kurt gave him a little slap on the arm. "And you say I was oblivious that you liked me. I was like a teenage girl with a crush on her piano teacher back then! Youd look at me and Id blush."

Blaine chuckled. "Your face was already red most of the time from the workouts. I had no idea. So, that excerpt of the Geneva Convention...?"

Kurt nodded slowly. "Yeah, totally motivated by my silly fanboy crush on you."

They shared a sweet little kiss, smiling at each other with their foreheads pressed together afterwards. 

"Lucy was right. You can become diabetic being near you two long enough." Rachel laughed, finishing off her coffee. "But now I want to hear about your meeting at NYADA, Kurt."

Kurt pulled away from Blaine to be able to think straight, and sat back in his chair. He took a long sip of the mocha, savoring the flavors. "It was interesting. We had a long talk, and she tested my vocal range. I warned her I hadnt done any formal training and hadnt sung much in years."

Blaine nodded, stroking his thumb along Kurts hand that he was holding. Kurt knew hed support him, no matter what Kurt chose to do. And so would Rachel. 

"After we talked things over, it just seemed to make sense to go for training for classical singing instead of Broadway. There are more career opportunities when I finish school." Kurt was excited about the possibilities. "She even mentioned schools in Indiana, Pennsylvania and ironically Ohio, that are the best in the country. Carmen made an appointment for me to see a friend at Juilliard."

"What are you leaning towards, Kurt?" Rachel asked softly, a proud look on her face. "Need me to email that video to some other professors?"

"Please stop emailing people porn of my boyfriend, Rachel." Blaine growled jokingly at her. 

"It wasnt porn, Blaine! I was fully dressed!" Kurt objected, laughing. 

Blaine just shook his head. "Ive watched that video a few dozen times, and I think Im the only one who should ever be allowed to watch it. Those things you do with your hips, Kurt..." The gaze he directed at Kurt was definitely heating up.

"Oh crap. Well, before you two run off to talk about that some more, just tell me what youre thinking of doing for school, Kurt." Rachel drew their attention away from each other. 

"Ill see what Juilliards program is about. Im thinking of NYU or Juilliard for fall semester, if everything goes well." Kurt squeezed Blaines hand. 

"It might be early to suggest this, but maybe we could get an apartment together. Purely to make it more affordable since well both be struggling students." Blaine smiled over at Kurt. 

Kurt squeezed his hand again. "Purely for that reason, of course." Blaine had only been back to his apartment to grab clothes since the opera night. Every night hed been in Kurts bed. "Lucy mentioned that my hours are flexible. Shed rather just have me as I can handle it around classes than lose me entirely. And it pays better than a lot of part time jobs." 

"Well shit. What am I gonna do with all my free time? Now that you are happy in a relationship and going back to school? I need a new project." Rachel pouted in an overly exaggerated way. 

Blaine stood up, pulling Kurt up to his side and wrapping his arm around his waist. "Well keep an eye out for guy who needs your help, send him your way."

Kurt leaned down to hug Rachel with his one arm, not letting go of Blaine. He whispered in her ear, "Thanks Rachel. You are really an amazing friend." 

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Back at Kurts, Blaine was driving Kurt crazy, kissing and stroking all over his naked chest. 

"Ummmm... Have I ever told you how fucking sexy you sound, Kurt? You are so responsive, so vocal. It turns me on so much." Blaines voice was soft with a growly edge to it. 

"Mmmmm... Im glad you like it. I dont even realize Im doing it, frankly." Kurt rubbed his hand through Blaine sexy, messy hair. 

"Really? Do you know you make noises when youre working out?" Blaine kissed along Kurts chest, flicking his tongue over a pale, pink nipple. 

Kurt tugged on Blaines hair so hed look up. "What kind of noises?"

Blaine smiled a little wicked smile. "Little pants, grunts, nothing that loud or bad, really. But when I was your trainer and had that crush on you, they drove me crazy." 

Kurt smiled back the same way, loving that Blaine found him sexy in that way. "Was it when I was on the treadmill?" Hed certainly panted a lot on there, all out of breath. 

Blaine shook his head. "Mostly when I was helping you with weights or mat work. Id be holding your feet, getting you to do sit-ups, and you were making a little grunt each time you came up. My mind would wander and Id wonder if thats what youd sound like in bed."

"Oh really?" Kurt squirmed, getting even more aroused at the idea. 

"And when you were done a hard set, youd flop back on the mat, sweaty, breathing hard, a big satisfied smile in your face... Fuck, Kurt. It got so bad I started carrying a towel and a clipboard around with me, in case I got hard and needed to hide it until I could get to the washroom."

Kurt groaned at that image. "You jerked off, in the mens washroom, thinking about me?"

Blaine bit gently into Kurts shoulder. "Oh yeah, so many times. I would think of how you would taste, how you would sound. So often, I would imagine you pushing into me, so thick and hard..." 

Kurt moaned. He had thought about that too, so many times. 

Reaching over, Blaine grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside table. "Kurt, I really want you. Want to feel you inside me, fucking me. Would you...?"

Taking the bottle from Blaine, Kurt nodded, not trusting himself to speak. They had explored each others bodies, both enjoying many handjobs and blowjobs, and grinding together. But not this...not yet. 

Kurt pushed Blaine over onto his back, pressing hot, urgent kisses against his mouth and down his neck. Putting lube on his fingers, he reached between Blaines legs, playing teasingly with his ass the way he had before, but knowing this time it was for something else. Instead of just playing his fingers over Blaines prostate, Kurt pushed his fingers in to stretch Blaine, to get him ready. 

Blaines eyes were large and dark, his breath coming in quick pants, when Kurt moved into position above him. Kurt was glad for the condom, hoping it would dull the sensation a little because he was already so close to the edge. 

Pushing in with a firm slow stroke, they were both moaning at the sensation. When he was fully inside, waiting for Blaine to adjust to the feeling, Kurt couldnt help but kiss his soft lips, feeling so much for this man. 

They took it slow, finding their best rhythm, grinding together. Blaines hands were on Kurts ass, pulling him in deeper, harder, and lifting his hips. Kurt was making small noises, little grunts and moans, that just sent Blaines arousal twisting higher and higher. 

"Kurt, please, I want you... Fuck me hard..." Blaine reached down to stroke his cock, knowing he was getting so close. 

Gasping, Kurt shifted his knees closer to Blaines body, pushing his legs up to have a better angle. They both groaned at how good it felt and Kurt pounded hard, giving them both what they needed. Blaine cried out first, with Kurt not far behind him. 

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Breath back to normal, cleaned up and cuddling close, Kurt kissed Blaine softly. 

"I love you, Blaine." He couldnt hold back the words. They were just filling his head, his heart, begging to be said. 

"Oh crap." Blaine said softly, closing his eyes.

Kurts eyes widened, trying not to laugh. "Oh crap? Thats the response I get when I say I love you?"

Blaine opened his eyes, his eyes looking suspiciously shiny, blinking up at Kurt. "I love you too, Kurt."

Kurt smiled widely at Blaine, feeling incredibly happy. He gave him a quick happy kiss. 

"And why did you say oh, crap, Blaine?" Kurt was too curious not to ask. "Was it because you got a bit teary-eyed? Its OK if you were."

Blaine wiped the side of his face, where a couple of tears had escaped. He let out a little sigh. "No, thats not why. I, um..., I was planning to tell you first, and kind of had this thing planned..."

"And I spoiled it all by saying it first?" Kurt smiled. 

Blaine returned his smile. "Well, yeah, kind of. Because I couldnt go without saying it back to you now, because I do love you and I cant leave you hanging like that."

Kurt smirked. "So, what was your plan?"

Rolling onto his back, Blaine pushed a pillow into a better position beneath his head. "I was going to take you up the Empire State Building tomorrow night and tell you there. I had a big speech in mind and everything." 

Kurt chuckled, rolling into his back beside Blaine and linking their hands. "That building and big romantic gestures dont really seem to work for you, hon. So, dont go planning to propose to me there when were all done school, OK?"

Blaines eyes were shocked. "You want to wait years before we get married??!"

Kurt smiled. Was this going to be their first fight? Over how long until they got married? He liked that Blaine just took it in stride that they would marry someday.

"We practically live together now, and will be moving in together soon. We love each other. I dont see the need to rush into marriage if were in school." Kurt stroked his fingers back and forth between Blaines. 

Blaine rolled over in top of Kurt, pinning his hands down against the bed and giving him a kiss that started out gentle, but soon became rough, hungry. "I think its my animal side that you always pull out of me. I want my ring on your finger, telling other guys you are taken. So fucking taken." 

"If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it." Kurt sang, wiggling and trying to get his hands free. 

Placing tiny bites down Kurts neck, Blaine grinned to himself when he moaned in response. "Exactly. I like it so much."

"Mmmmmm... So its like a claiming." Kurt nodded, totally loving this side of Blaine. It was something he only ever showed to Kurt. "Well, I still think we should wait to get married, but how about if we exchanged promise rings? With the inside engraved with our names?"

Blaine thought for a minute, and then released his hands. "I like that, Kurt. That seems to have satisfied my possessive beast." Rolling to the side, he hugged Kurt close. "Once you are wearing it, I probably wont become such an asshole if Mason or another one of your exs show up." 

Kurt huffed. "Is that what happened that night at The Met?"

"I saw the way he looked you over, Kurt. And when he shook my hand, it was like he was thinking I didnt measure up to be your boyfriend or something. Like he could take you back. And then hes sitting right beside you, and youre whispering together about something. I just couldn't concentrate. Couldn't sit still." 

"And we left early and came back here..." Kurt was putting the pieces in place now. 

Blaine hid his face against Kurts neck. "Maybe Ive been working at the gym too long, around too much testosterone or something. But having you around him, just stirred things up in me and I had to go home with you. Claim you. Make you mine." He lifted his head, obviously a little embarrassed by how he felt. 

Kurt hugged him close. "I have the same feelings about you, Blaine. I love and trust you, so its not about jealousy. Its a public statement that you are taken. Claimed. Loved by someone. And that you proudly wear the ring shows that you accept all that." 

"Fuck, I love that you totally understand it. Totally get me. Can we go ring shopping tomorrow? I want my ring on you as soon as possible." 

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A few days later, they picked up the finished rings after work. 

Kurt grabbed Blaines hand, pulling him down the street. "Come with me, I have a great idea."

Blaine just smiled as he followed Kurts lead, loving his excitement. 

Kurt stopped in front of the Empire State Building, leaning in to give Blaine a kiss. "I love you, Blaine." His eyes seemed very blue today, and so full of love and happiness. 

Blaine rested his forehead against Kurts. His green-hazel eyes reflected those emotions back to Kurt. "I love you, so much." 

Smiling, Kurt dragged Blaine into the building and soon they were on the fast elevator to the top. It was very dark out, with the city lights spread out in every direction below them. 

Pulling Blaine off to a quiet corner, Kurt smiled and pulled out the ring box. He pulled out Blaines ring, a simple band of white gold engraved with their names inside. 

Taking Blaines left hand, Kurt slid the ring onto his ring finger. "Mine." Looking up from Blaines hand to his eyes, Kurt met Blaine's gaze with every emotion right there to see. 

Blaine took out the other ring, and pushed it slowly into Kurts finger, feeling like something deep inside clicked into place. It felt so fundamentally right seeing his ring on Kurts finger. He raised his eyes to meet Kurts. "Mine." His voice was soft, just loud enough to reach Kurts ears and to touch his heart.

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