The alarm went off, and Blaine had to scoot from the center of the big bed to the side table to shut it off. Throwing back the covers, he got out, feeling well rested. That bed had been worth every penny hed paid for it. 

Turning on the shower taps, he stepped under the powerful spray. He had hired a plumber to install the deluxe massaging shower head and to up the water pressure. He loved a good shower. Soaping over his body, he sighed as the water worked out the knots of his back. 

The slick soap felt good against his morning erection, and he stroked slowly, his mind flashing to images of Kurt. Naked, ivory skin, stormy eyes dark with need, full lips gasping in pleasure. The feel of his cock, thick and heavy against Blaines tongue, as he sucked and licked, listening for Kurt's moans. It wasnt long before Blaine came, bracing an arm against the shower wall. 

Large, thick Egyptian cotton towels quickly dried his body, and he wrapped one around his waist as he padded over to the living room. Turning on Songza, he picked a playlist of stadium rock anthems, and cranked it up, singing along to Pat Benetar. 

Back in the bathroom, he quickly combed his hair; glad it was growing out a bit from the short conservative cut hed had for the hearings. He probably wouldnt let it go as long as hed had it before, but Kurt seemed to prefer the curls when they were a bit longer. So many times in the past, they would cuddle up together to watch a movie, and Kurt would play with his hair. And Blaine would practically purr under his touch. 

He shaved carefully, wanting it to be nice and close. The beard had been easier to care for, but being clean-shaven suited his business image now. 

At his closet, he pulled on dark slim jeans. He paired it with a light purple dress shirt and a coordinating tie. It was his version of business casual. Comfortable, but still seemed professional. He kept a charcoal grey suit jacket in the office he could slip on if he wanted to step it up a notch. Sometimes, he would wear it with new clients for their first meeting, and needed to seem professional and old enough to handle their financial needs. 

Glancing at the clock, he turned off the music and locked up. Running down the stairs, he saw Yvonne was already at her desk, and smiled as he walked by.

"Good morning." He went to his desk, and checked the calendar. 

She smiled back, looking very pretty in a burgundy dress and black boots. "Hi Blaine. Its a pretty light day today. Just the conference call at 1:00, and Gina is popping by during her lunch hour to drop off documents and sign her paperwork."

Nodding, Blaine saw that the Gina file was on his desk, ready to go. Yvonne was always on top of things. "And you are leaving a little early, right? For Troys dance recital?"

"Yes." She nodded, looking very proud. "Hes been practicing so hard. But Ill be happy when its over so I dont have to hear "One Jump Ahead" again." 

Making sure the figures were ready for the call later, Blaine got up. "Would you record it for me? I love anything from Aladdin." 

She smiled as he left. The office was still fairly quiet, and she could always reach him by text if needed. Although her computer skills werent that strong yet, she was picking things up quite well that Blaine taught her. She was already very comfortable with answering phones, dealing with paperwork and had strong bookkeeping skills. 

She and Troy had settled well into the basement suite. In return for her work in the office, she had the apartment rent-free and a fair salary. Dance lessons for Troy were also included. 

Blaine walked down the streets, a bit of fog lingering in the distance. He always thought it made San Francisco seem a bit like London, a bit more mysterious. But the huge hills were always so distinctively San Francisco. 

At Fitzpatricks, he waited in the busy cafe line. Kurt was already at his regular table, deep into his book. After a minute, his attention lifted and he looked over at Blaine, a smile curving on his lips. Blaine smiled back, loving that Kurt always seemed to feel his presence, his gaze. There was a base awareness of each other, a hum of attraction, that had been there from the start. 

Looking down at the feature table beside the cafe line, Blaine wasnt surprised it was all about classic films. A few days ago, they had cuddled on Kurts sofa and watched Hitchcocks "Rear Window", and Kurt had been enchanted by Grace Kellys fantastic clothes initially, and then completely drawn in by the suspenseful story. The books ranged from things like top films to see before you die, books by critics like Roger Ebert, and ones that celebrated iconic stars like Marilyn Monroe and Elizabeth Taylor.

Smiling at Tina, he scanned the menu board of her newest creations. "Ill have a hazelnut latte and try the Gorgonzola-pear toast."

"Ok. So, what time do you want us over there tonight?" Tina handed over his change. 

Looking down at the tip jars, he chuckled at the labels. One said "A 5 Minute Quickie" and the other said "An Hour of Soft Kisses". Shrugging, he divided his tip fairly evenly between the two jars. "How about around eight? Ill have wine and snacks, so you dont need to bring anything." 

Tina nodded, and gave him a bit of a wink. Her glance was a bit too knowing, and he wondered how much Kurt had shared with her. 

Waiting for his coffee and toast, Blaine thought back on the dates. It had been great spending time with Kurt, joking around, talking about everything, and getting comfortable with each other again. But he was feeling a bit frustrated. So far, Kurt had been sticking to kissing and cuddling, and Blaine wanted, needed, more. Hed planned tonight with that in mind. Kurt, Tina, Lucas, Mandy, and her newest boyfriend were coming over. Mandy had some card game she wanted them all to try. Blaine was going to make sure Kurt had a few drinks and then flirt with him all night, hopefully convincing him to linger after everyone else left. 

Carrying his breakfast to Kurts table, he felt good that Kurt immediately closed his book and made room for him. After setting everything down, he leaned over and gave Kurt a firm kiss. Part of him wanted to grab Kurts head, tilt it back, and really kiss him, deep and hard. But for a morning kiss in the middle of a busy cafe, hed take what he could get. 

Kurts eyes were glinting, like he knew what Blaine was thinking. But he just smiled serenely, and took a sip of his mocha. 

"What are you reading now?" Blaine waved at the light grey paperback as he took a bite of his toast. The tangy cheese was delicious with the light sweetness of the pear. 

Kurt flipped it over. The cover simply said "Hitchcock" and "Truffaut" in orange text that faded to yellow. "Its one great filmmaker interviewing another about his work in great detail.”

Chuckling, Blaine looked over the rim of his cup at Kurt. "I bet this means well be watching another Hitchcock soon."

Kurt looked upwards, considering. His legs were crossed, in grey dress pants. A black vest hugged his slim torso and a paisley scarf of goldenrod was draped loosely around his neck. Blaine wanted to grab the ends and tug Kurt to him. 

"I'm thinking that ”Rope” will be next. Its only eighty minutes long and shot so it looks like one continuous take." His eyes looked more green today, as he met Blaines hazel gaze. 

Taking hold of Kurts hand, Blaine drew it towards him on the table. "Maybe you should take a film studies class. You would probably enjoy discussing great movies with other students." 

Kurt shrugged. "But is it practical? Im not planning to work in that industry." 

"Well, it all depends on if you want to get a degree to get a certain job, or to just get a degree for yourself. Just think how taking some business courses along with a wide variety of other topics would help you here. Help to select better books, relate better with customers who are knowledgeable about those areas.” Blaine sipped his latte.

Nodding, Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand. “Well, I can always just start with a variety of classes and decide what I want to do after I've done a few.” 

Blaine loved seeing the enthusiasm on Kurts face. Plus, he was hoping his interest getting a degree might help Kurt decide to move in together. Not that it would only be for financial reasons, of course. But it was another thing Blaine was using to lure him in. 

"Definitely." Blaine finished up his coffee and toast. 

"But enough about me. Been giving away more money lately?"

"Well, Gina is coming by to finalize things today. She's really ready to take her business to the next level." She was a regular customer of Toms that Blaine had gotten to know well. She had a home-based business of custom beadwork on wedding gowns. 

Standing up, Blaine gave Kurt a quick kiss goodbye. "I have to get back for a call. See you at eight, right?" 

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By the time Yvonne was leaving, Blaine was ready to call it a day too. He liked that some days were long, and other days light. He had some flexibility to do other things in his life. 

The conference call with his Chicago investors had gone well. Hed reviewed the current loans and what was in the pipeline. It was early in the business, but the repayment numbers looked better than expected. And the happier the investors were, the more they left him alone to run things his way. 

Walking down a few blocks, Blaine enjoyed the energy of the neighborhood and the fall weather. He picked up groceries at Toms and had a quick catch up chat. Tom couldnt resist dragging him behind the plastic tarp to view the renovations in his expansion. He waved and pointed out each area, and Blaine could picture the bakery, deli counter and the cooking demo kitchen. 

At home, he put on some good music while he tidied up and prepped the food for the night. He was still getting used to having the new sofa and the club chairs in the living room, but they looked good. When it was all ready, he heated up some leftover beef stew and carried it out to his deck with his guitar. 

By the time the sun was setting, he was back in his apartment. Hed changed, and had on some mellow music. Lighting candles all around the apartment, he looked around with satisfaction. 

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Tina smiled as she gathered up the cards. Holding the black card, she read out, "But before I kill you, Mr Bond, I must show you..."

Turning over the first white card, she read out, "The true meaning of Christmas". There were a few laughs. 

Holding up the second white card, she grinned as she read out, "Harry Potter erotica." Kurt chuckled and looked over at Blaine. 

"Vigorous jazz hands," Tina waved her hands in the air, giggling.

"My relationship status." There wasnt much response to that answer, and Tina shrugged. 

"And the last answer is Lance Armstrongs missing testicle." Mandy and her date were laughing loudest at that one. 

Chuckling, Tina flipped through the cards. "Hmmm, I like Harry Potter erotica, but I think Vigorous jazz hands is the funniest." 

Lucas shot up a hand. "Thats mine!" 

Tina smiled and passed the black card to him. 

"Fix!" Blaine complained, jokingly. He leaned forward to the coffee table and scooped bruschetta on a cracker, putting it on a napkin. 

"Awwww thanks, honey." Kurt put a hand on his shoulder as he grabbed the snack away from Blaine, and gave him an innocent look when Blaine glared playfully at him. 

Sighing dramatically, Blaine prepped another cracker for himself, and sat back on the sofa beside Kurt. Looking over at him, Kurt was just finishing his snack, and let out a soft moan of pleasure. The sound made Blaine freeze for a second, holding his breath, until hed calmed himself down a little. 

All night, it had been like this. Starting with Kurt wearing Blaines favorite jeans, the really tight ones that made his legs look so long and his ass so fantastic. A chunky belt showed off his slim waist. On top, he was in a light blue checked shirt, a few buttons undone and showing his white tank underneath. Not as many layers as he usually wore and his sleeves were short, leaving most of his arms bare. 

Then, Kurt had sat right next to Blaine on the couch, and kept reaching over to casually touch his arm or his thigh as they talked. Plus, he kept shifting, crossing one leg, and then switching it to his other leg. Every time, Blaines eyes couldnt help but follow the movements. 

Blaine could hardly think straight. Taking advantage of a lull in the game play, he headed to the kitchen for a breather. 

Tina joined him there. "You gotta do it back to him." Her voice was low, and she glanced back to make sure Kurts attention was elsewhere as she filled a glass with water. 

"Uh... What?" Blaine was confused. 

Sighing in exasperation, Tina pulled him into the bedroom. "Kurt! Hes been teasing you all night. Hes got you completely twitterpated."

Blaine chuckled. "Really? Im like Thumper in Bambi?"

"Worse." She strode over to Blaines closet and opened the door. She pulled out a couple t-shirts. "Which one of these is tighter?"

Blaine laughed. "The blue one."

She put the other one back and handed the blue one to Blaine. "Change, and youll be halfway there. He is always talking about how much he loves your arms and chest. Tease him back! Touch him, be suggestive..." She winked as she snuck back out to the living room. 

Chuckling to himself, Blaine changed into the tee. It was practically skintight over his arms and chest. Good thing the candlelight was dim out there. 

Settling back on the couch, Kurt gave his shirt a questioning look. 

Blaine shrugged. "I spilt something on my other shirt." Reaching over, he put some cheese on a napkin. "Want some?" He gave Kurt his best bedroom eyes. 

Kurt seemed to be the one a bit tense now. He nodded. 

Picking up a cube of cheese, Blaine held it to his lips, until Kurt opened his mouth and accepted it. His eyes were enormous. 

Mandy passed out new cards, and there was a few minutes while everyone selected which white card to give her. She chuckled as she read them over. 

"Ok, the question was What never fails to liven up the party? And the answers I got are My humps, Extremely tight pants, The miracle of childbirth, Hot cheese and Oompa-loompas." 

Everyone was laughing hard and telling her which answer she should pick. 

"Id pick extremely tight pants." Blaine whispered in Kurts ear, and ran his hand lightly along the top of his crossed leg. 

Kurts eyes widened, and he clamped his hand over Blaine's. "Blaine..." His tone was a warning one, but Blaine could tell by the way he shifted that he wasnt totally unaffected. This was so fun. 

As the night continued, he kept it up. Little touches on his shoulder, his hand. Teasing comments. Making sure Kurts wineglass was topped up. Tina looked over and nodded in approval. 

Blaine read out the black card.  "Whats my secret power?" Flipping through the white cards, he wondered which one had been Kurts. "The answers are Powerful thighs, Waiting for marriage, Pretending to care, Seeing grandma naked, and Licking things to claim them as my own."

Laughing as he contemplated which one he found the funniest, he pulled one out. "Ok, I pick Seeing grandma naked."

Mandy squealed. "Yeah! Another one for me!" She grabbed the black card from Blaine. 

"I think you are creaming us at this, Mandy." Lucas laughed from where he was sitting on a floor pillow, Tina leaning back against him. "Shall we call you the winner and head home?"

Nodding, Tina got up and held out her hand to pull Lucas up. He was a tall, almost skinny, man with light blond hair and very blue eyes. His hands rested comfortably on her shoulders as she turned towards the door. 

Blaine leaned close to Kurt like he was going to whisper in his ear. Instead, he gave a good long lick along his neck. 

Laughing, Kurt pulled away and looked at Blaine. "What the hell was that?"

Blaine gave him a smug look in return. "Licking things to claim them as my own." 

"Oh, really? So you own my neck now?" Kurt joked back. 

"Well, I thought if I licked you, I would claim all of you. But if you think I need to lick every part of you to claim everything, Im quite willing to do so." Blaine smiled in return. 

"Ahem. Excuse us for disturbing your verbal foreplay, but some of us are leaving." Mandys voice rang out across the room. 

Blaine jumped up to do his duty as a host, hugging everyone goodbye and thanking them for coming. Tina gave him a significant look and tilted her head towards Kurt. As if he needed the push. 

With everyone else gone, Blaine turned to Kurt. He pulled the jacket out of his hands, stepping close. "Oh, youve had far too much to drink. Youd better stay the night."

"Really, I better scurry..." Kurt smirked, glancing down at Blaines lips. 

"Beautiful, please dont hurry..." Blaine smiled as he lowered his mouth to Kurts. 

The kiss went to scorching hot in about two seconds. Kurts hands were pulling up Blaines shirt, digging into the skin of his back. Blaines hands went right to Kurts ass, cupping it and pulling him close. 

Gasping, Kurt pulled back to catch his breath. "Fuck, I want you so bad. Bedroom? Now? Please?" His eyes were dark, his lips already swollen and wet from their hasty kisses.

Blaine didnt need any convincing.

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-Disclaimer: I own nothing.

-Hitchcock Movies: The Master of Suspense, Alfred Hitchcock, has many great movies. Opening few minutes from Rear Window is here and Rope is here.

-The game is Cards Against Humanity. Glee cast playing it on Ellen (I stole a round from there) is here.