Its a few nights after the peppermint pattie cream (which Kurt complained wouldnt come out of the sheets and that Blaine replied that the sheets have had worse things on them, resulting in a pillow being thrown and Blaine having to do the laundry) that Blaine decides to surprise Kurt with dinner from their favorite Thai place. Kurts show is already up and running, heralded by rave reviews, so Blaine has plenty of time to run out and get the food before Kurt returns that evening. He puts the food in the oven to keep warm and sets the table, even going to far as to light the candles that Kurt likes to decorate the center of the table with when it gets closer to time. He almost sets it up like that one scene in Pretty Woman, but the food smells good and if Kurt comes home to a naked Blaine, there wont be any eating.

The dinner is nice, once they get it all set up, and they trade stories of their days before cleaning the kitchen together. A movie wasnt in his original plans, but Blaine doesnt say no when Kurt asks him if he wants to watch one. They curl up on the couch, kissing softly before the main menu even pops up, and it isnt long after that that Blaine presses Kurt down on the couch, straddling him but keeping their hips apart. Its been awhile since they had just kissed, but Blaine still wants the feeling of Kurts body against his.

Its not long before Kurt starts shifting his hips upwards, though, especially once Blaine begins to move his lips down, kissing across Kurts jaw to his ear. He sucks the lobe in his mouth, teeth scraping across it, before he moves down.

If theres one thing Blaine knows, its that Kurts neck is extremely sensitive. More than one conversation had been cut off with the simple scrap of teeth over just the right area of neck and Blaine takes advantage of it more often than he probably should, but hes never gotten over the feeling of Kurt shivering against him, the little breathy moan he lets out, the way his eyes roll back and he loses the ability to form complete thoughts or sentences.

He bites down, sucking gently on the skin, and Kurts hips buck up, his hands moving down to cup Blaines ass, pulling their hips together. "B-Blaine! N- ooooh- no hickies," Kurt pants, his body writhing against Blaines.

Blaine just hums, letting go and finally giving Kurt what he wants, rolling his hips down so that their dicks are pressed together. They move slowly, letting it build between them as their lips suck and bite at each other, until theyre both panting too much to do more than press their foreheads together.

"Blaine..." The word is whispered into the hot air between their faces and Blaines eyes flutter open, locking onto Kurts. He surges up, pressing their lips together and moaning as he comes, his grip on Blaines hair almost painful. Blaine quickens his movements, trying to hurry before Kurt gets too sensitive, biting down on Kurts bottom lip as he falls over the blissful ledge.

They lay there for a few minutes, kissing softly until Kurt starts to giggle.

"What?" Blaine says, pulling back.

"Definitely a better dessert than those cookies."

Laughing, Blaine sits up, dragging his husband to get cleaned up.