“Sam’s right outside,” Blaine laughed quietly as Kurt crowded him against the counter. “He’s going to hear!”

            “So be quiet,” Kurt winked and kissed him deeply.

            “Make me,” Blaine grinned.

            “Gladly,” Kurt kissed him deeply and reached behind to help Blaine sit up on the counter. Blaine cupped his jaw and sighed into the kiss as it deepened.

            “Jesus Christ!” They both jumped and Kurt spun around to see Sam covering his face with his hands. “Again Blaine? Again!”

            “Sorry,” Blaine shrugged, still keeping his hands on Kurt’s shoulders. “What was I supposed to do? Put a sock on the door?”

            “If you had done that when we were in school I wouldn’t be so scarred by it,” Sam shuddered. “So, I’m going to go up front and…and just do stuff up there.”

            “Okay have fun,” Blaine waved and pulled Kurt in for another kiss.

            “Wait,” Kurt pushed him back slightly. “He kind of ruined the moment.”

            “Ugh,” Blaine sighed. “Damn you Sam!”

            “But, I want us to have a real life date tonight,” Kurt grabbed both of his hands and squeezed. “Not just one of us cooking or ordering pizza and then grinding together. Like a grown up date.”

            “Oooh,” Blaine raised his eyebrows.

            “So, be prepared at seven and wear something nice,” Kurt gave him another kiss.

            “Like a tuxedo or nice cardigan?” Blaine grabbed his sleeve.

            “Not as nice as a tuxedo but a little nicer than a cardigan,” Kurt gave him a wave. “See you a seven!”

            Kurt tried not to skip as he walked into the main Supercakes shop.

            “So…am I good to go back there or is Blaine like…naked?” Sam fidgeted.

            “He’s fully clothed,” Kurt smiled. “Also thanks, Santana probably would have just watched.”

            “Dude, I’m fine with the man sex but I’d rather not see my best friend naked again,” Sam shrugged. “I’ll see you later!”

            With a wave, Kurt walked across the street and entered Elizabeth’s.

            “So how was lunch?” Santana didn’t even look up from what she was writing. “Did you even eat?”

            “Maybe,” Kurt couldn’t help smiling.

            “Oooh,” Her head shot up and she smirked. “Details please.”

            “Nope.”

            “Kurt!” She glared. “Tell me!”

            Kurt grinned and shrugged, walking to the back.

            “Come on Kurt! Dick in hand? Dick in mouth? Dick in…Hello and welcome to Elizabeth’s!” Kurt laughed when he heard Santana instantly switch to her happy customer voice.

            As he worked on icing a cake order he let his mind wander. Where would he take Blaine tonight? He could do a classic dinner and movie?

            Boring.

            Picnic?

            It was January.

            Carriage ride through Central Park?

            Again…January…

            Kurt scowled and finished the top layer of the cake. Why was this so difficult? Why had he decided to ask out Blaine? He was going to ruin everything! This relationship was practically over because he…

            His phone buzzed and he glanced over.

            From Blaine: Looking forward to tonight!

            All the anxiety lifted off his chest so quickly he felt dizzy for a moment. He grinned to himself and typed out a reply.

            To Blaine: Good it’s going to blow your mind ;)

            As soon as he hit send the anxiety returned. Fuck! What if that implied too much? What if it came off as dirty? Would he look like a pervert? Why did he include the winky face?

            From Blaine: As long as I’m with you I’ll be happy!

            Oh…thank God.

            With a small smile, Kurt decided to take a break and hurried to his computer. He could stay up late tomorrow finishing this order.

            Even though…he would hopefully be staying up late tonight.

            With a small smile he started typing furiously.

            “So where are we going?” Blaine asked as he walked into Elizabeth’s at exactly seven. “And don’t say a picnic. I mean…that would be crazy romantic but it’s like freezing.”

            “I had the exact thought!” Kurt laughed, closing up the register for the night.

            “You look really nice,” Blaine smiled, eyes trailing up and down Kurt’s skinny black jeans and button up green shirt paired with a silver tie.

            “You look pretty awesome yourself,” Kurt grinned at Blaine’s grey slacks, red shirt, black blazer, and white bowtie before something outside caught his eye. “Ah! Your car my good sir?”

            “A car?” Blaine spun around and laughed at the taxi waiting outside. “Very fancy, after you.”

            “Why thank you,” Kurt gave him a wink and they walked out into the snow.

            “So where are we going?” Blaine asked again as soon as they got into the warmth of the taxi.

            “You already asked.”

            “And you didn’t tell me!” Blaine looked suspiciously up at the taxi driver as he started driving.

            “He already knows where we’re going,” Kurt leaned back. “And I’m not going to tell you. It’s a surprise.”

            Blaine pouted a little as the taxi continued down the roads. After a moment of hesitation Kurt reached over and intertwined their fingers together. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Blaine smile slightly.

            “Here we are,” The taxi driver called out and Kurt opened the door, Blaine following close behind.

            “A movie theater?” Blaine raised his eyebrows as Kurt paid the taxi and it drove off.

            “Yup,” Kurt grabbed his hand and pulled him into the building. The theater was redone with a retro theme and while the outside looked shabby it was stunning inside. He walked up to the admissions desk. “Hi, I reserved tickets to the Batman marathon.”

            Blaine gasped and bounced on the balls of his feet.

            “Batman marathon?”

            “A three hour marathon of the best episodes of the original Batman series,” Kurt felt a little pride as Blaine beamed at him. “Plus this place has kick ass food and drinks.”

            He laughed as Blaine grabbed his hand and eagerly pulled him into the theater. There weren’t many people sitting so they sat in the back.

            “Hello!” A dark haired girl covered in tattoos and piercings hurried to stand in front of the little table in front of them and smiled brightly. “Here are your menus. Can I start you off with something to drink?”

            “I would love a cosmo,” Kurt glanced over the menu and the girl scribbled it down.

            “And I’ll have a margarita. Frozen please,” Blaine smiled at her and she nodded.

            “Also, can we start with nachos?” Kurt glanced up and the girl nodded, hurrying off with her ponytail bouncing.

            “Nachos?” Blaine grinned. “Getting a little crazy there?”

            “Just because I like to be healthy doesn’t men that I don’t splurge now and then,” Kurt shrugged. “Plus tortilla chips slathered in refried beans and melted cheese? Yes please! I’ll just have to deal with the weight gain.”

            “I think you would look beautiful even with a few pounds,” Blaine grinned and leaned over the seat divider to give him a kiss.

            “So romantic,” Kurt rolled his eyes as their drinks were brought out.

            “Decide on something to eat?” The waitress asked with a smile.

            “I want a prosciutto and goat cheese burger with fries,” Blaine handed her the menu.

            “And I’ll do the grilled chicken sandwich,” After handing back the menu he took a long drink of his cosmo.

            “This was a really fun idea,” Blaine reached over to twine their fingers together. “Thanks for this.”

            “Well, I saw it online and thought it was perfect,” Kurt squeezed his hand.

            “My last first date was to a fast food place and he drove me home after I gave him a blow job in the car,” Blaine rolled his eyes. “So you are already way, way better.”

            “I try,” Kurt gave him a wink.

            Their nachos came and a few minutes later the lights dimmed. Blaine practically bounced in his seat as the music started. Their food arrived shortly after and the only time they let go of each other’s hand was when they ate.

            They shared a few quick kisses but found it hard to get into the mood with Adam West in the background. One of them would eventually giggle and the kiss would be broken.

            Kurt smiled throughout the marathon and knew it had nothing to do with the ridiculous antics of Batman and Robin. This had to be one of the best dates he had ever been on.

            The marathon ended far quicker than he expected and he was upset for just a moment before Blaine tucked himself into Kurt’s side as they walked out into the cold.

            “That was so much fun!” Blaine laughed. “Thank you.”

            “Well I thought it was time for us to go on a proper date,” Kurt hailed a taxi.

            “So, what date is this then?” Blaine asked as he slid in.

            “What?”

            “Well, it can’t be the first because we’ve already done a goodnight kiss. All those other kisses have to add up to equal date number two. So, that must be date number three and I really hope it is,” He grinned and leaned in close to whisper in Kurt’s ear. “Because I really, really want to blow you.”

            “Oh,” Kurt’s entire body shivered. “That would be…”

            “I know we wanted to take this slow,” Blaine’s lips pressed lightly against his neck. “And that’s cool. Totally. But I really, really want to move forward.”

            “Are you sure this isn’t because of the two margaritas? Tequila makes people horny sometimes,” Kurt rambled off trying not to react visibly to Blaine’s actions.

            “I think it’s just being near you,” Blaine chuckled. “I mean…Kurt I’ve been thinking about it for weeks. Thinking about in bed….in the shower…while I touch myself.”

            “Are we close?” Kurt called out to the taxi driver, trying to keep his voice from cracking.

            The taxi driver grunted and Blaine’s hand slid into his lap.

            For several torturous minutes Kurt tried to fight off the urge to yank Blaine into his lap. As soon as the taxi stopped in front of their apartments Kurt threw money at the driver and all but dragged Blaine out of the taxi.

            They stumbled up the stairs, trying to kiss and get up the stairs to Blaine’s apartment as fast as possible. They finally got into the bedroom and Kurt shoved Blaine roughly on the bed.

            Blaine practically ripped his own shirt and blazer off until Kurt pushed him back onto the bed, gently trailing his fingertips along Blaine’s chest and abs. Blaine let out a groan as Kurt’s fingers quickly undid his pants and started pulling them down.

            “Seriously?” Kurt burst out in laughter.

            “It’s part of the uniform!” Blaine blushed a little as Kurt traced the band of his Superman briefs. “I wear superhero clothes to work everyday!”

            “You’re not at work,” Kurt reminded him with a grin. “And who would see your underwear at work?”

            “I’m very dedicated to my job!” Blaine laughed. “So are you just going to keep making fun of me or are you…”

            He let out a yelp as Kurt yanked off both his pants and briefs in one yank.

            “Superman indeed,” Kurt raised his eyebrows and Blaine let out a laugh that quickly became a moan as Kurt wrapped his hand around his cock.

            “Fuck Kurt,” He moaned, throwing his head back.

            Without a word, Kurt leaned forward and sucked the tip of his cock into his mouth. Blaine let out a choked off whimper and Kurt could feel his hips twitch under his hands. He took in more and started bobbing his head up at down.

            “Stop! Stop!” Blaine panted.

            “What?” Kurt jerked back. “I’m sorry!”

            “No,” Blaine shuddered. “If you keep going I’m going to cum. I don’t want to do that already. I want you to fuck me first.”

            Kurt couldn’t help but moan and lean forward to eagerly kiss Blaine. With a sigh Blaine reached up to help Kurt take off his clothes and they pressed together naked.

            “Please Kurt,” Blaine pressed an open mouthed kiss to his neck.

            Kurt shushed him but as he reached for the bedside table to get the lube his hand slipped and he fell onto Blaine’s chest with an ‘ooph’.

            “Well I didn’t think you were into that,” Blaine huffed out.

            “Shut up,” Kurt laughed and grabbed the lube, spreading some on his fingers.

            Blaine went from smiling one moment to moaning the next as Kurt pushed in a finger up to the second knuckle. His hands reached up to scramble on Kurt’s shoulders and he rolled his hips lightly.

            “Okay,” He gasped out breathlessly. “Okay, one more.”

            “You sure?” Kurt asked and Blaine nodded frantically.

            They both gasped as he slid in another finger and started gently scissoring them. Blaine started rolling his hips and dug his fingers into his shoulders.

            Kurt pressed a few kisses to Blaine’s heaving chest and shuddered as he slid his fingers in deeper, searching for…

            “Oh!” Blaine’s body jerks like he had been electrocuted. “Again!”

            Kurt laughed and pressed again making Blaine arch off the bed and beg for more.

            “What?” Kurt asked, having missed Blaine’s choked off plea.

            “I need more,” He whimpered. “Seriously Kurt, I’m going to cum right now unless you fuck me.”

            “Bossy,” Kurt winked and drew back his fingers. He leaned over and reached for a condom.

            “Could you not?” Blaine asked shakily. “I mean…I don’t have anything and I really, really want to feel you.”

            “Okay,” Kurt kissed him deeply.

            He grabbed Blaine’s hips and pulled him up a bit, positioning himself at Blaine’s entrance.

            “Ready?”

            “Yes, yes, yes,” Blaine pressed another kiss to his lips.

            Slowly, Kurt began to push in and Blaine’s mouth dropped open. As soon as Kurt was all the way in he paused and had to stop himself from thrusting in again.

            “Just…just wait a bit,” Blaine let out in a heavy breath. “I just…I need a minute.”

            “I’m totally taking that as a compliment,” Kurt laughed, slightly breathless.

            “It was so meant as one,” Blaine chuckled and rolled his hips down. “Okay, go.”

            Kurt went slowly, just rocking his hips against Blaine’s. He reached forward and grabbed onto Blaine’s hands, intertwining their fingers together. Blaine moaned as he thrust a little deeper.

            They started up a slow rhythm which sped up until the bed springs squeaked loudly. Blaine dug his nails into Kurt’s back, leaving red scratches and whimpered loudly with every thrust.

            “Fuck I’m close,” He gasped and cried out when Kurt took hold of his cock.

            It only took a few strokes before Blaine’s body locked up and he came hard all over their stomachs. Kurt kissed Blaine’s slack mouth and moved harder until he followed and collapsed onto Blaine.

            “Wow,” Blaine sighed, gently running his fingertips up and down Kurt’s back. “It’s really too bad.”

            “What?” Kurt gently pulled out and got up on his elbows above Blaine.

            “If we hadn’t been taking it slow we could have been doing that for weeks,” Blaine gave him a relaxed grin which turned into a shriek as Kurt dove at him, tickling up and down his sides.