Kurt stirs on the couch as Blaine sits up."Hmm?" He asks blearily looking around the living room.

"We got to go to school." Blaine repeats groggily.

Kurt stands up after Blaine and he hears his back crack at least three times."Fuck." He mumbles under his breath.

"I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have fallen asleep on you," he says yawning.

"No babe...don't worry about it..." Kurt said shaking his arm so it would stop the pricking sensation. He walked up to Blaine and wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him softly."Do you want me to make you some coffee or do you want to get it at school?" He asked kissing him again.

"School. Don’t want to be late"

"Alright.." Kurt said. They got ready and left for school, stopping at the school cafe. They walked inside hand in hand."Blaine...you look exhausted...” Kurt said concernedly.

"I really am. I feel terrible."

'I'll buy you some coffee hunn.” Kurt said, doing just that.

"Thank you, babe. You’re the best" Blaine says, looking for a table.

Kurt leads a groggy Blaine to the nearest table and they sit to drink their coffee. It helped a bit, but sooner than Kurt would've liked it was time to go to class. He and Blaine kissed and parted ways.

Blaine walks lazily to class. He finds a seat and falls asleep.

Derek walks over to Blaine and whispers in his ear."You know Professor Lewis will flip her shit if she sees you sleeping..."

Blaine jumps up and almost falls out of his chair. Derek laughs until he sees Blaine’s face. "What's wrong? Your eyes are like so bloodshot!"

"I just had a long night.” He sighed.

Derek sat down next to Blaine."Doing what?" He asked, rubbing small circles on Blaine's back.

"Kurt and I were planning a date for the wedding and all. Then we called our friends and family to tell them. And it was just..." Blaine couldn’t finish.

"Did someone not take it well?" Derek asked, scooting closer to Blaine.

"My father."

"I'm so sorry hunn..." Derek said, rubbing Blaine’s back still.

"I’ll live. I knew he wouldn’t approve." Blaine says, looking away.

"Listen, we don't have to go out tonight if you don't want to...” Derek said soothingly.

"I promised you. We can go, if you want." Blaine says. He doesn’t want to seem rude.

"We don't have to go out... We can go to my apartment and drink some red wine, watch a couple movies." Derek said.

"No offense or anything, but I really don’t think that’s a good idea..."

"Why not?" Derek said feigning ignorance."I mean, I know your fianc� doesn't like me for some demented reason, but it's not like I would TRY anything with you." He said sitting up."It would just be two friends hanging out...As /friends./" he said convincingly.

"I get that. But I mean, with us just getting engaged it just seems better to not risk the drama. We could still go for coffee or something though." Blaine said.

"Sounds good.." Derek said a bit disappointedly. Class dragged on forever for Blaine. He was happy when lunch finally rolled around. Derek went to go meet with some of his friends but Blaine got a slight smile on his face when he dragged himself into the cafe and saw Kurt waiting at a table with two coffee's and sandwiches.

He sat down next to Kurt. "God, you're amazing! Today has gone by so slow!"

"Tell me about it.." Kurt said sighing and sipping his coffee after kissing Blaine."So what are the plans for the night? I called city hall and they said they're open on the 21st of October.. Apparently there's a lot of people doing what we're doing.." He said chuckling.

"That sounds great. As for plans for tonight...Derek wants me to get coffee after school...He said he wanted to talk about yesterday..." Blaine said.

Kurt stared at Blaine with wide eyes."W-what?"

"I don’t know. He said he wanted to apologize and stuff." Blaine explained.

"Hmm..." Kurt said sipping his coffee.

"What do you think...?” Blaine asked cautiously.

"Do what you want Blaine." Kurt said smiling.

"It won't be long. I really just want to know his 'excuse' for yesterday. I'll be back home soon after. Then we can cook together?"

"Alright..." Kurt says. Taking a bite out of his sandwich and looking away.

"If you really don't want me to, I'll tell him I have plans." Blaine says.

"No, its fine, you can go." Kurt said smiling at Blaine.

"Call me if you need anything. I'll probably text you while I’m there. He's not really the kind of person I even hang out with," Blaine says laughing

"I know! When you walked in with him yesterday... I just didn't know what to think!" Kurt said laughing.

"I had to try so hard not to laugh at your 'gay jersey shore' comment! That was fucking funny!" Blaine giggles. Being with Kurt always brightens his mood.

They chat and giggle through lunch and Kurt goes to his last class in a considerably better mood. After that class he has a pit in his stomach as he walks to the car thinking about how Blaine's "date" could play out.

Blaine agreed to meet Derek in front of the class they have together. Derek's face immediately lights up when he sees Blaine.

"Hey!" Derek says bouncing over to Blaine.

"Hey," Blaine says. "Where ya wanna go?"

"There is this AMAZING coffee place a few blocks from here.." Derek said leading Blaine to his car.

"Sounds good," Blaine replies, getting into Derek's car

They drive to the cafe making pleasant conversation; once they got there they ordered their coffee and sat at an outside table

Derek was right about the coffee. It was pretty great. "So...What was all that about yesterday?"

"I'm not sure I mean...Kurt was the one who started with me." He said raising his eyebrows.

"Well...I am his fianc�. Then all of a sudden I walk in with some guy. So I mean, I guess I can see why he'd be like that at first. But yall kept going back and forth. Did I miss something?" Blaine asked.

"Well neither of us really gave the other a reason to stop now did we?" He said giggling.

"That's very true." Blaine agreed. But Derek wasn't really answering his question. Could Kurt be right?

They finished their coffee and talked for a while when Blaine got a text.
"When are you planning on coming home? -Kurt"

"Getting ready to leave now. There's something weird about him..." Blaine replies to Kurt. He looks at the time and back at Derek. "I need to get home. I have dinner plans..."

"Oh...Alright." Derek paid the bill and they got in his car to leave.

Kurt sat out on the balcony. He tried chopping vegetables earlier, but his hands were far too shaky. He was a combination of nervous and pissed, but mostly nervous. He pulled a cigarette out of his pack and lit it with trembling hands.

They aren't far away from the apartment. It took them about ten minutes to get there. "Well, thank you for the coffee," Blaine says, stepping out of the car.

Derek smiles, "No problem. Let me walk you to the door?" He said stepping out of the car and walking over to Blaine.

Kurt looks over the edge of the balcony and sees Blaine standing and talking to that tool. He was starting to feel more pissed than nervous.

Blaine gets nervous. "Uhh...sure?"

Suddenly Derek grabs Blaine by the back of his neck forcing him into a kiss.

Kurt's cigarette fell out of his mouth and onto the patio.

Blaine is completely shocked! He pushes Derek off him. Blaine slaps him. "What the hell?" He whispers. Blaine runs up the stairs, bawling.

Kurt sees Blaine slap Derek and he thinks about how much he would like to do the same. He struts inside and grabs the knife he was using to cut vegetables. He wasn't thinking rationally and he knew it but right now he didn’t care. He heard Blaine walk in the front door. He started on his way to the door, knife in hand."I'M GONNA KILL 'IM!" he said practically charging at the door.

Blaine crashes his body into Kurt. "I'm so sorry. I should've listened. I shouldn't have gone today. I'm so sorry, Kurt." Blaine cries.

"You're not the one who's about to be sorry!" Kurt said pointing the knife at the door and walking around Blaine.

"Kurt, please. Don't go. I...I need you..." Blaine falls on the floor as he says it. He wants to be strong. But it’s all just too much.

Kurt reluctantly sets the knife down and hurries to Blaine's side."Blaine...” Kurt says, hugging him.

"I told him. I told him all about you. When we met in class, all I did was talk about you. I don't understand." Blaine says between sobs.

"Blaine...some people just don't care if you're with someone...they’ll keep trying.."

"What if he does? I'm too nice. I can't just tell him to back the fuck off. I only want you. I don't care about any other guy out there. You're all I want."

"Just tell him that Blaine..." Kurt said softly, stroking Blaine's hair.

"I thought I did. I made it very clear how I feel about you. I told him how happy I am because we're getting married. I don't know what else to say."

"Don't worry..." Kurt said, holding Blaine tight.

"Kurt, I wouldn't have ever done that. I swear. Your lips are the only ones I want on mine. It was so just..." Blaine shivered, remembering how it felt.

"I know Blaine..I know..." Because he did know. His mind did a flashback to the Karofsky situation in high school but he quickly pushed the memory away. He looked down at Blaine and kissed him softly, just to let him know it was him and he was there.

"I love you, Kurt." Blaine whispered. "I love you so much."

"I love you too Blaine... I'm here." He said in between kisses.

"Can I ask you something...?" Blaine says, unsure of how this will go.

"Anything.." Kurt said cupping Blaine's face in his hands.

Blaine hesitated. "Do you need a cigarette?"

"Um..yes actually." Kurt said chuckling a bit."Why?"

"Well...You know how the nicotine relieves you? Well...The smell helps me..." Blaine admits.

"Do you want to go outside with me while I smoke?" Kurt asked.

"Yes!" Blaine said, almost jumping off the floor.

"Whoa! Okay." Kurt says laughing. He's not sure what's gotten into Blaine but he's glad he's not upset anymore.

"Then...Then...We cook!" Blaine says, running to the longer chairs outside. He waits for Kurt to sit down then slides between his legs.

Kurt picks up his pack of cigarettes from earlier and lights one, inhaling deeply before breathing a cloud of smoke near Blaine's head but not too close.

Blaine takes a profound breath, inhaling the beautiful smell and lets out a low moan.

Kurt smiles at his fianc�’s sudden change in attitude. But when Blaine moans like that it sends chills down Kurt's spine. He takes another long hit and exhales slowly.

Blaine's body does a little roll backwards onto Kurt as he moans again. "Thank you, Kurt," Blaine whispers, tilting his head back to kiss Kurt's jaw.

Kurt gasps as Blaine rolls back into him."Any time." He says; smoke escaping his mouth with the words.

Blaine smiles, watching his beautiful fianc� as he smokes the last of the cigarette. "So what are we cooking for dinner?"

"I don't know..." Kurt says. He's afraid to move. The feeling of the nicotine flowing through him combined with Blaine's moans, jaw kissing, and body rolling left him half hard.

Blaine doesn't know what has gotten into him, but he's in a much better mood. He stands up slowly, walking into the apartment in a way that shows his ass off perfectly.

Kurt takes the last drag off of his cigarette, moaning softly as he exhaled the last bit of smoke. He was wearing tight jeans, which were very uncomfortable at the moment, and he was regretting them greatly. He put out his cigarette butt and followed Blaine inside, watching the way his fianc�’s ass swayed when he walked.

Blaine walks to the kitchen, jumping up on the counter. "I'm thinking you should make stir-fry..." Blaine says, grabbing a banana off the counter and peeling it slowly.

Kurt swallowed hard."Umm... Chicken...or steak?" He stammered before pulling out the wok.

"Mmmmm, steak!" Blaine says, moaning. He puts the tip of the banana into his mouth tauntingly slow.

Kurt stares at Blaine and the wok slips out of his fingers, clattering to the floor and bringing him back to reality. He picked it up quickly. He wasn't used to BEING teased. It threw him off guard a bit.

Blaine chuckles to himself. "Are you okay, boo?"

"Yeah, yes, yeah..I'm fine.." Kurt says, pulling the steak out of the fridge. He was glad he bought the pre cut pieces. There was no way he was going to be able to handle a knife right now.

Blaine hops off the counter and grabs the veggies out of the fridge. He slowly washes the broccoli, peas, peppers, and paying special attention to the long carrots.

Kurt swallows and concentrates on making sure the stove is the right temperature.

Blaine dries the vegetables and pulls out the cutting board. He grabs a vegetable knife and starts cutting. He looks at Kurt and licks his lips languidly.

Kurt tries his best to look away but he can't help it. He gasps at the way Blaine's arm muscles work as he uses the knife.

Blaine had teased Kurt a little before. But never like this. And he completely loves it! Blaine lifts the knife to his lips and slowly licks the little pieces of carrot that stuck to it.

Kurt feels his knees buckle and he holds himself up with one hand on the counter. He tries his best to continue the task at hand and clumsily throws some if the steak in the wok.

Blaine walks behind Kurt, putting his hands on his hips. "That smells so good already," he breathes in Kurt's ear.

Kurt lets out a noise that is supposed to be words but ended up more as a choked whine.

Leaning down to season the meat, Blaine lightly nibbles at Kurt's ear before licking the shell.

Kurt gasps, his hold on the fork he was using grows much tighter than necessary and he's painfully hard.

"You seem a little distracted; you want me to cook for you?" Blaine says, sliding his hands down Kurt's back

"No, no! No! I'm fine!" Kurt said stirring the steak around.

Blaine giggles in Kurt's ear. He turns to grab the veggies and adds them to the steak, thrusting a little onto Kurt's ass.

Kurt whimpers as he feels Blaine's VERY apparent arousal push against his ass.

Blaine turns around to grab some plates. "God, I'm so hungry! I can't wait to eat!"

Kurt lets out an embarrassing whine at the loss of the pressure of his fianc�’s cock behind him.

"Is it almost ready, baby?" Blaine calls from the table.

Kurt clears his throat. “Um, yeah…” He says, his voice coming out higher than he intended it to.

Blaine puts the food on their plates. He sits across from Kurt, watching him as he eats slowly.

Kurt’s still achingly hard, but he doesn’t want to let Blaine know he’s getting to him so he eats at a normal pace, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

“So…What are you thinking about?” Blaine asks casually.

“School and wedding.” Kurt says stupidly, not looking up.

“Oh? Anything in particular?”

“Not really.” Kurt says quickly, starting to eat a little faster.

“So…What do you want to do after dinner?” Blaine wonders aloud.

“It’s up to you.” Kurt said, looking up at Blaine hopefully.

“I don’t really know. I need to clean the kitchen before we do anything…”

Kurt slammed his silverware down and stood up resting his hands on the table. “I swear to God, Blaine Everett Anderson if you do not fuck me right now…” Kurt said through clenched teeth. He was done with playing chicken, he needed Blaine now!

“Is that what you had in mind? All you had to do was say something, Kurt.” Blaine says, taking another bite.

Kurt stares at Blaine stupidly. How could he be so cavalier? “Yes!” Kurt almost screamed.

Blaine wants to keep teasing Kurt, but God damn it, he’s just so fucking hot right now. Blaine jumps over the table and pushes Kurt against the wall.

Kurt moans loudly as Blaine slams him into the wall roughly. “Oh, fuck yes!” he gasps.

“Is this what you want?” Blaine asks, gently palming Kurt’s erection.

Blaine hurriedly pulls Kurt’s shirt and pants off, throwing them to the side. He kisses Kurt roughly. “I want to taste you so bad,” he whispers in his ear.

“Please…” Kurt whines, writhing against the wall.

Blaine quickly drops to his knees, kissing Kurt’s inner thighs. As he pulls down Kurt’s boxer briefs, that beautifully hard cock pops out at Blaine. He hungrily swallows Kurt whole. He trails his hands around Kurt to cup his ass.

Kurt groans as he feels himself get sucked into the wet heat of Blaine’s talented mouth. “Oh fuck…God…” Kurt moans, trying to keep from bucking into Blaine’s mouth.

Blaine loves how he can make Kurt fall apart. He hums around Kurt’s slick cock, sending vibrations through his fianc�.

“Blaine!” Kurt screamed. “Blaine, I need you to fuck me!” Kurt begged.

Blaine strips rapidly. He lifts Kurt, setting him on the cold kitchen counter. Kurt throws his legs over Blaine’s shoulders. (Since moving in to the apartment, they had used the kitchen so many times that they decided it would be best to keep a spare bottle of lube in a drawer there.) Blaine hurriedly slicks himself up and slowly slides into Kurt’s tight entrance.

Kurt screams in an odd mixture of pain and pleasure as Blaine’s thick cock fills him quickly.

Blaine lets Kurt get used to his cock before moving a little faster. Kurt moans loudly and Blaine take is as a signal to thrust in harder, hitting that beautiful spot that made Kurt come undone.

“FUCK! Yes! Blaine! Right there…SHIT!” Kurt screamed as Blaine slammed against his prostate over and over.

Blaine admires the way Kurt’s back arches and he’s just so close. With one hand grabbing Kurt’s perfect ass, Blaine uses his other hand to slowly stroke Kurt’s cock.

Kurt’s eyes fly shut and his mouth flies open in a silent scream. His back arches even further off the counter and he lets out a whimper and a loud gasp as he comes harder than he ever has in his admittedly short life.

The sight of Kurt and the feeling of his muscles clenching down around Blaine is overwhelming. Blaine comes deep inside Kurt. ‘God damn, baby! That was so fucking hot!” Blaine whispers hotly against Kurt’s stomach.

Kurt tries to catch his breath. “Yeah,” he says, smiling.

Blaine groans. “We really should clean up…But I’m too tired.”

“We’ll do it tomorrow,” Kurt says. He lets out a slight moan as Blaine slowly pulls out of him and then whines at the feeling of emptiness.

“Sounds good. You want to take a bath before we lie down?” Blaine asks. “I mean, an actual bath?” He adds, laughing a little.

“That sounds amazing…” Kurt says sleepily, sliding down off the counter and wincing at the pain in his hole. “Jesus, Blaine…” Kurt teases.

“I know. You don’t even have to say it. I’m kind of a sex god.” Blaine jokes, running the bath water.

Kurt walks into the bathroom and stares at his beautiful fianc�.

Blaine turns and sees Kurt. “How did I get so lucky?”

Kurt just smiles a sleepy little smile."I ask myself the same thing every day."

Blaine walks over and kisses Kurt before settling into the hot water.

Kurt joins him, sliding in between his fianc�’s legs and lying back against his chest.

Blaine grabs a wash cloth, lathers it up with Kurt's favorite body wash and washes Kurt, massaging his back and neck.

"I'm sorry about today Blaine..." Kurt sighed, closing his eyes and laying his head back on Blain's shoulder.

"It's not your fault, baby. I'm just glad you were here." Blaine says softly.

"To threaten his life with a knife?" Kurt says chuckling.

"But you didn't," Blaine said. "That was…kind of…hot though..."

"I guess it was some of Rina rubbing off on me...” Kurt laughed.

Blaine laughed. "I like it."

"So you like for me to act like a crazy Puerto Rican woman?" Kurt laughed, looking up at Blaine.

"Leave off the woman part," Blaine says, laughing. "But I don't know. Just seeing you like that, I never doubt this, but it just felt good to see how far you were willing to go to protect me..."

"Even if I have to cut a bitch," Kurt laughed, "I'll always protect you.." He said, looking up to kiss Blaine's jaw.

"Even if I have to cut a bitch," Kurt laughed, "I will always protect you." He said, looking up to kiss Blaine's jaw.

Blaine smiles at the touch. He tries to fight back a moan. The thought of Kurt and a knife. Mmmmm. He doesn't think he's ever admitted it to Kurt, but Blaine has a knife fetish.

Kurt lays back and lets his fianc� wash him.

"I love you Kurt.." Blaine whispers.

"I love you too..." Kurt says smiling."Blaine..." Kurt says looking up at him.

"Yes?" Blaine asks, moving to Kurt's chest.

"We're getting married..." Kurt said dreamily, kissing his fianc�’s jaw again.

"I know. I can't wait." Blain said, kissing Kurt’s neck.

"Me either..." Kurt sighed. They finished washing each other and got out and put on some boxer briefs and laid in the bed, chest to chest, holding each other close.

They fell asleep quickly. Blaine hopes they will be like this forever.