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Waking up first, Kurt looked over at Blaine. He looked so gorgeous. There was such a peaceful expression in his face, and his hair was getting long enough to be messy against the pillowcase. 

Scooting closer, Kurt pressed up against him, spooning him from behind. Last night had been incredible, and he was hungry for more, just thinking about it. Why had he held off having sex with Blaine so long? He was determined to make up for lost time. 

As he remembered the night before, Kurt could feel his morning erection getting harder. Shifting closer, he pressed it against the warm naked skin of Blaines ass. Pushing his curly hair up, Kurt kissed lightly along the nape of Blaines neck. 

Blaine stirred a little in his sleep, leaning back against Kurt. Sliding his hand along his chest, Kurt shifted even closer, his cock pressed firmly against Blaine. 

Sliding his hand down under the covers, he soon felt Blaines cock, already half-hard. Wrapping his fingers around it loosely, he slowly stroked it, feeling it getting harder as he kissed and sucked the back of his neck. 

Wondering how long he could do this before Blaine woke up, Kurt kept playing lightly with his cock. He was tempted to move, to grind against his ass, but the erotic situation was enough to keep him hard. His kisses went all over Blaines shoulders and upper back. 

Blaines hips moved, and Kurt was sure he was awake. He stilled his motions, but when Blaine relaxed again, Kurt cautiously started stroking again. This time, Blaine moaned softly, his hips following the motions. Was Blaine in a middle of an erotic dream? Kurt bit into his neck, sucking at his skin. 

Following his motions, Kurt timed the strokes, wanting Blaine to cum. Wanting to be his dream lover. Kurt was tempted to reach for some lube, the hand job a little dry with only Blaines precum. Taking his hand away for a second, he made it wet with his mouth before stroking again. 

The slickness helped, and Blaines hips shuddered as he gasped, his body tensing. 

"Yes, baby... Cum for me..." Kurt whispered softly, his own arousal twisting higher. His thrusts matched Blaines, small presses against his ass. 

Suddenly, Blaine jerked in Kurts hold, and his breathing changed. Kurt froze, still pressed up tight against Blaines back, his mouth on his neck, his cock in his hand. Caught red-handed. 

After a breathless pause, Kurt stroked down Blaines cock, and smiled when he moaned. Pushing Blaine onto his back, Kurt dove his head down to take his hardness into his mouth, sucking and stroking. 

Blaines hand went into Kurts hair, as his hips arched off the bed. "Kurt....ahhh..." 

Kurt was too turned on to go slow. His mouth and hand gave fast, hot, wet strokes, and Blaines hand clenched in his hair. Soon, he was gasping as his hips arched, his groan loud as Kurt brought him over the edge. 

Resting his head on Blaines hip, Kurt reached down to stroke his own cock, already so close, so hot. Blaines hand rested on his hair as he watched, Kurt face flushing as he came. 

When Kurt had caught his breath, Blaine tugged his hair until he looked up. "Yeah, anytime you want to move in, Kurt. I'll help you with your boxes." 

Kurt chuckled, kissing Blaines hip before moving up the bed. "Good to know. But now, I think Im going to jump in the shower." 

"Want company?" Blaine smiled, knowing Kurt would love the roomy shower with the special shower heads. Just another way to welcome Kurt to his new home. 

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A/N: This is something I wrote for the story around the time I was working on it, but it didnt seem to fit into the other chapters. Here is it as a sexy little epilogue drabble. :D