Blaine didn’t know what Kurt might be up to, but he was sure he would like it. The day had been amazing, everything he’d hoped it could be. Dancing was magical and he did all of it without needing a thing aside from Kurt. He let Kurt lead him upstairs and then he saw. A picnic. It was all set up and ready, just waiting for them. Blaine turned to Kurt and kissed him softly. “This is amazing, seriously.” Blaine walked forward taking it all in. It was the perfect ending to a fantastic day.

Kurt leaned against the rim around the roof, watching Blaine go closer to the picnic, wondering to himself how he had gone all these years without him. How could he have possible let Blaine, let himself, let them, lose so much? He sighed, momentarily living yet again in the past. He remembered the times after exams that they had had picnics. Blaine would drive up to McKinely and Kurt would pack a basket and they’d just go. It never meant anything, but Kurt had wanted it to. He sighed, let it go, he mused to himself before going to join Blaine. He took a plate of pasta salad, looking at the stars. The here and now was perfect.

Blaine sat on the blanket that was spread out for the picnic and he noted all the little details that Kurt had included. There were candles that could be lit, there was a bottle of wine and beautiful glasses. The food was a little nostalgic because Blaine and Kurt had often shared picnics when they were younger, before things got complicated. He noticed Kurt leaning against the edge of the roof’s wall and he patted the space next to him so Kurt would join him.

Kurt smiled as Blaine invited him over. He walked slowly to Blaine’s side, and took a seat. “Wine?” He asked, unscrewing the cork and pouring two glasses. Kurt and Blaine had sent several a times laughing at couples that were so…coupley, spending Pride with one person instead of millions. It wasn’t who they really were. But it was who Blaine came because of circumstances, and who Kurt become because of Blaine. But here they were, quite literally the perfect couple. “Who would have thought,” he mused.

I know what you mean.” Blaine said as though he could read Kurt’s thoughts. They were alone, spending the last few hours of Pride in quiet reflection together. “I just have no desire to see anyone else tonight.” Blaine scooted closer to Kurt and dug into the fruit salad. He sipped his wine and looked at Kurt in the moonlight. God he was beautiful. “Thank you for today, Kurt. You just…you have no idea how amazing all of this has been for me. I thought there was no other way to celebrate other than…well you know.” He leaned over and kissed Kurt’s cheek. “This was so much better”

Kurt thought of the several years of Blaine drinking himself into oblivion. How Kurt would have to leave whatever he was doing early to go get him, go take care of him. Kurt sighed, so much had changed. He leaned his head onto Blaine’s shoulder. “Thank you,” he whispered, “for letting go of all that shit.” He said gently squeezing Blaine’s hand. “I know it must be hard. But I am really so, so proud and honored to be with you. Especially today.”

Blaine leaned his head atop Kurt’s and sighed contentedly. “It is hard, sometimes, but then we have these moments when everything just seems right. It makes it easier for me.” He ran his thumb over the back of Kurt’s hand. “You’re worth it Kurt. You make me want to be better, for you, and for me.”

Kurt smiled, and kissed Blaine’s check, closing his eyes softly. “You are a better person, so much, for letting go of all of that. You’re so incredibly strong, Blaine.” He whispered into his ear.

Blaine turned his head and kissed Kurt, softly, slowly. He wanted to tall Kurt through this kiss everything he meant to Blaine, and had for years. Now they were finally together and Blaine cherished each moment, each first, like today. Their first pride together. He pulled Kurt into his arms and just held on to him, never wanting to let go. His fingers traced the outlines of Kurt’s face, as though memorizing the face he already knew so well. His lips trembled against Kurt’s slightly, with the overwhelming feeling that came bubbling to the surface. Love was such a simple word, too simple for what he felt.

Kurt felt him whole self feel content, everything feeling right. It was like finding the last piece after being unable to find it forever. Finally, the piece was found, that one little layer that interrupted what could have been between Kurt and Blaine. Finally, it was found, it was placed in the gaping hole, and let them be. Kurt ran a hand across Blaine’s check softly before pulling away. “I want to be with you forever.” He whispered.

Blaine had to swallow to find his voice. He’d imagined from time to time what it would be like to have Kurt like this, in his life, in his arms. It was never this good. He looked into Kurt’s eyes, his hand automatically rising to cradle Kurt’s cheek and to draw him back until they were so close their lips were almost touching. “I want to be with you, forever, Kurt Hummel.” Then he pulled Kurt into an embrace and just held him because he had to. He needed to.

“Well, I’m glad we agree on it,” he whispered into Blaine’s ear. He rested his forehead into Blaine’s chest, wrapping his arms around Blaine’s waist. He would never be able to let go, he would never be able to be okay again out of Blaine’s arms. This was where he belonged.
Blaine pulled Kurt up into a kiss, and this time it was needy and passionate. At first his hands held to either side of Kurt’s face, gently, but soon he was wrapping Kurt Back up in his arms, bringing them as close together as they could be in this awkward sitting position. He nibbled on Kurt’s bottom lip and then sucked on it to soothe any pain he might have caused in his haste. Then he open Kurt’s mouth with his tongue and slid his own along Kurt’s. He moaned into the kiss, because he this was the best they’d shared all day. They finally alone, they were together and they played to stay like this always.

Kurt’s lips parted easily meeting Blaine’s tongue. He leaned forward, causing Blaine to lean back against the blanket. Kurt kept himself propped up on his hands, pushing against the ground. He deepened the kiss, letting his lips run down to Blaine’s neck. He kept his lips pressed against Blaine’s skin, hoping to stifle the moan growing in his throat.

Blaine leaned back, unable to keep himself upright as Kurt kissed him with such abandon. Blaine’s hand helplessly flew to Kurt’s hair and tangled there holding on because Kurt was suddenly the only reality he knew. When Kurt hit a particularly sensitive spot on his neck, Blaine couldn’t help but gasp. He wanted Kurt closer, needed him closer, this was all so much and so right. Blaine lay back all the way pulling Kurt along with him and his hands roamed Kurt’s back.

Kurt climbed atop of Blaine, their bodies molding together, as Kurt’s legs entwined with Blaine’s. He nipped at Blaine’s neck gently, but firm enough to leave a mark on his neck. His lips traveling back up to Blaine’s neck, he kissed him deeply, a low moan escaping his lips as Blaine’s hands traveled around his back.
Blaine grasped Kurt’s thighs pulling them forward so that Kurt was straddling him. Then he returned the kiss that Kurt was giving, slow and deep. There was no rush here, no need to hurry despite the fact that Blaine’s body completely disagreed. He wanted Kurt, which would be obvious at this point, but more than that he wanted this time to last. To kiss and hold each other and love each other the way Blaine had always imagined.

Kurt let out a little gasp in surprise, but pleasure as Blaine dug at his thighs, bringing him closer and more on top of him. He closed his eyes, kissing Blaine, tightening his grasp around Blaine’s sides. He needed to stay here forever.

Blaine began working to get Kurt’s shirt off. He didn’t break the kiss but he reached between them to to lift Kurt’s t-shirt over his head and only let Kurt’s mouth go at the last second. Then he leaned up and did the same with his own shirt. Blaine pulled Kurt back down and kissed him slowly once more. The kiss was hot, wet, and deep. He rocked up against Kurt, finding the friction they could both enjoy. Each movement was languid, each movement was sensuous.

Kurt grounded down, meeting Blaine at the perfect medium, his hands running down Blaine’s chest. His tongue explored the inside crevices of Blaine’s, and he could feel himself tighten, before he nervously pulled away. “Blaine…” he whispered.

That stopped Blaine. He had t be sure everything that happened did so because they both wanted it, and right now he really wanted Kurt. They had waited, but Blaine would wait as long as it took for Kurt to be comfortable. They had so much between them, so many years of bad blood, and repressed emotions, it made sense to Blaine for Kurt to be hesitant. His arms soothed up and down Kurt’s back. “Baby?” He asked softly.

Kurt smiled softly, his eyes fluttering closed. He leaned forward softly kissing Blaine, before moving away again. “I want to do this,” he finally said, assuring Blaine. It was true, his heart was pumping and he wanted nothing more than Blaine.

Blaine looked into Kurt’s blue eyes, eyes that were so honest it made Blaine ache inside. “I want you, Kurt, I love you.” He said it not because he felt he had to but because it was so natural it just came out. He pulled Kurt down for one quick kiss and then he was whispering in Kurt’s ear. “Maybe we should go inside?”

Kurt nodded, his nervous, but excited nerves were pumping. He pushed himself off of Blaine, offering his hand, before pulling Blaine to his feet. “Okay,” he said, looping his arm around Blaine’s waist, before taking him inside.

Once inside, Blaine pulled Kurt toward the bedroom. He was smiling at Kurt, and trying not to laugh, but he was so damn happy. He pulled Kurt into a hug and ten kissed him against the wall outside the bedroom. Finally he let Kurt up and pulled him by the belt loops toward the bed. He lightly pushed him down on the bed and crawled on top of him and kissed him. Then he kissed his way down his jaw down his chest, and finally he was tugging off Kurt’s jeans and nibbling at the flesh above his hip bones.
Kurt smirked, falling backwards easily onto the bed, letting Blaine climb on top of him. He pulled him down to meet him, kissing him deeply. He lifted his hips to allow his jeans to be removed more easy. “Blaine…” he moaned, his finger trailing down Blaine’s back. He felt a shiver run through his spine. A low hum built in his throat. His eyes closed in pleasure.

Blaine’s hands ran up and down Kurt’s sides and then he was pulling off his own jeans, and hooking his fingers into Kurt’s underwear, pulling them down and off slowly. He did the same with his own and then he lay there staring down at Kurt, loving him, and enjoying the feel of their bodies together just like this. Slowly he trailed one finger down Kurt’s chest and abdomen. He leaned down and whispered to Kurt, “Lube, condoms?”

Kurt felt his checks blushed, not from being with Blaine but just the question. He knew he shouldn’t be, but something about being with Blaine reminded him of the first time they had this conversation so many years ago. Kurt nodded nervously, and walked over to a far drawer, pulling out the needed items. He returned to the bed, before kissing Blaine once more. “Okay,” he whispered.
Blaine kissed Kurt softly, rolling them to their sides. The lube and condoms were placed just within reach, but Blaine was still in no hurry. He was in love, and when they had sex it wouldn’t be a quick fuck because their hormones got the best of them, it would be making love. For the first time together.

Kurt ran his hand down Blaine’s side, both of their skin prickled with goose bumps. He hummed gently into the kiss, deepening the contact. He rolled slightly, letting his hips move closer to Blaine’s, needing the closeness.
Blaine threw a leg over Kurt’s hip and pulled him until they were flush against each other, rubbing against each other. They were already hard and the friction felt amazing. Blaine was kissing Kurt’s neck and he got the lube back in his hand and dribbled a small amount on his fingers. Then he slid his hand around behind Kurt and pressed one finger, sliding it between Kurt’s perfect ass, just back and forth, slowly.

Kurt moaned at the sudden contact, his hips arching, increasing the feeling of Blaine’s fingers. “Fuck,” he whispered, biting his lip. He tilted his head, catching Blaine’s lips again. He needed his taste on his lips. He hummed in delight at the feeling and the movements.
Blaine slid his finger slowly onto the sensitive flesh around Kurt’s entrance, circling it, pressing here and then there, never fast, never hard. He wanted Kurt to come apart in his arms, he wanted to take him apart and then put him slowly back together. As their cocks slid together again, Blaine switched their legs, pulling Kurt’s on top of him so he could slide his finger easily inside Kurt.

Shivering in delight, Kurt moaned from the contact, keeping his lips pressed against Blaine’s. He rocked back, grounding in towards Blaine’s contact, touching, here, there, everywhere.

Blaine added another finger and kissed over Kurt’s neck, sucking and nipping gently. He cradled Kurt to him, moving his fingers gently, crooking them just so then dragging them almost all of the way out. Finally he rolled Kurt back until he was on top and his fingers slid out so he could reach for the condom.

Kurt tilted his chin back so he could watch Blaine. He couldn’t help but examine his beautiful frame, especially the tiny trail of hair from his belly button. He smiled, staying on his stomach.

Blaine ran his hand down Kurt’s back softly before entering him. He did so slowly, allowing Kurt plenty of time to adjust. Them once he felt Kurt relax he pushed in further, so slow it made his heart contract in his chest. When he thought it was safe to move, he did so, again slowly, but he also pulled Kurt up to a kneeling position so he could wrap both his arms around his chest, holding him close, kissing him deeply. Then he set the rhythm, slow and deep. He wanted to move faster, but this was something he felt he’d waited for forever and he wasn’t going to rush a second of it.

Kurt felt his hips raise into Blaine, grounding back into him. He let out a slow moan as Blaine set a rhythm, and kissed him back deeply. He tilted his head as Blaine wrapped his arms around him. “It’s okay,” he whispered, “you don’t have to go easy on me.” He whispered, hoping Blaine didn’t feel like he had to be on guard. He knew Blaine had been with several guys. He just wanted to be right for him.

“I know, I just, want this to last as long as it can. I love you.” Blaine whispered into Kurt’s ear. Then he sped up just a tiny bit. God Kurt felt amazing, so much better than Blaine could have imagined. Blaine bent to kiss the back of Kurt’s neck, to kiss a trail up to his ear again. His arms held tight and his thighs supported Kurt as they moved together.

Kurt felt a shiver run down his spine as Blaine said he loved him, as Blaine kissed him. This wasn’t like any of the times Kurt had mindlessly gotten drunk and had sex that he couldn’t even remember. This was love. He moved into Blaine, feeling connected to him through their matching movements. “Oh,” he moaned, “I love youuu…” he moaned out.

Blaine wanted it to last, god did he ever, but moving in and out of Kurt like this was almost more than he could take. “Oh god.” He whispered. He sped up, he couldn’t help it. The room was filled with the soft sound of bodies slapping against one another. Blaine’s hands roamed Kurt’s chest and hips, and he kept his lips pressed to Kurt’s body, to his neck, to his lips. Finally when he couldn’t hold off any more he reached around and took Kurt’s cock in hand, pumping it in time to the rhythm of their bodies.

Kurt let out some form of a sound as Blaine wrapped around to touch at his harden cock. “Blaine,” he moaned out, louder this time. He clenched at the normally perfectly ironed sheets, causing wrinkles up and down the fabric. He was much too close to coming.

“Kurt, ah, fuck.” Blaine was losing control now, but he wanted Kurt to cum first. He sped up his hand and tightened his hold just a little. He moved slower from behind, his hand and body in contradiction. “Baby, you’re amazing.” He stuttered into Kurt’s ear. He was so close now. Come on baby. He thought.

The contradiction of Blaine moving fast and Blaine moving slow was pushing him over the edge. “Fuck….” he moaned out, before he felt his hips perk, coming in Blaine’s hand, and grounding his hips back into Blaine, his head resting backwards. His breathing was quickened.

The feeling of Kurt coming in his hand pushed Blaine over the edge. He came in stuttering motions, hard and fast, clinging to Kurt with all his strength. He moved is legs slowly and pulled from Kurt so they could collapse, and he tossed his condom before he pulled Kurt close on the bed. “My god, I am so in love with you.” He said. He felt buzzed all over, and he kissed Kurt sloppily.

Kurt lay on the mattress, his chest raising and falling in a quick tempo as Blaine rolled away to throw out the used condom. His heart raced at the realization that that was the first time he had ever cum for another man. He’d always been the giver, or the bottom, but never came. He rested his head on Blaine’s bare chest when Blaine pulled him close. “I love you too…” he whispered, thinking of what they had just done.