Blaine's hands caressed down Kurt's torso, skimming over his nipples. �Kurt's fingers entwined themselves through Blaine's dark curls as the other man dragged his tongue around his belly button. Blaine shifted, kicked his shorts off and pushed Kurt's legs apart, settling between his thighs. �His ran a single finger under the edge of Kurt's boxer briefs, tongue lapping at the skin below his navel. �Kurt shuddered, his cock hardening at the feel of Blaine's mouth so close yet so far from where he wanted it to be. �He instinctively ground his hips against Blaine's chest, desperate for more friction.�

Blaine chuckled, "Eager one, aren't you?"

Kurt groaned, exasperated with the gorgeous man currently massaging his cock through his underwear. �"I've been thinking about this since the first time I saw you, so yes, I am eager.”

Blaine's hand paused for a moment. "Since we met in my kitchen?"

"No," Kurt replied. Blaine's hand snaked under waistband as he spoke. "It was the day before we actually met. Remember that awful tour I was on?" Blaine nodded, wrapping his fingers around Kurt's length. "We were in the piazza when the school let out. I was watching the people and the kids and then I saw you. You were so--" his breath hitched, and his hips thrust against Blaine's fist. �"--at ease and happy looking. �I hadn't been happy in so long, Blaine. You were intriguing to watch and I was jealous of how happy you were. I was jealous of how content you looked. That's why I left the tour. I needed to spend time in a place that made such a beautiful, intriguing man so happy and at peace."

Blaine's hands left his briefs to slip them off his legs. �"Keep talking, Kurt, please." �Kurt whined helplessly as Blaine began to kiss his hip bones and his hand�returned to his cock.

“I-- Christ, that feels good...” he moaned, pushing his hip to Blaine’s mouth. “And I went back to the piazza and ate at the cafe. I needed a place to stay and the waiter recommended your family’s hotel. And well, here we are.”

Blaine pulled away from from his hip. “Here we are.” He lowered his mouth onto Kurt’s cock, sucking on the tip, his hand still working the shaft. Kurt gasped at the sensation of Blaine’s warm, wet mouth around him. He resisted the urge to thrust up into Blaine’s mouth, but he tugged lightly at his hair as his fingers raked across his scalp. Blaine’s tongue swirled around the head of Kurt’s cock, flicking over the slit, tasting his pre-cum.

“Blaine, fuck--” he breathed as Blaine took him deeper into his mouth. Blaine pressed a finger to his perineum, all but forcing him to arch his hips off the bed. He moaned around Kurt’s cock, sending vibrations through his body. “God, that feels so good!”

Blaine sucked hard, hollowing his cheeks and sliding up and down. Kurt threw his head back, a wanton moan escaping his lips. Blaine released him and crawled back up Kurt’s body, claiming his mouth is a fierce kiss. Kurt had honestly never been a big fan of kissing. But kissing Blaine was something else entirely. Blaine was dominant and almost demanding, gripping his head desperately, his tongue skirting along his lips, begging for admittance. Kurt broke away only for air and Blaine seized to the opportunity to suck in his bottom lip into his mouth.

Kurt pulled Blaine’s shorts further down his hips and gripped his ass tightly. Blaine slid to his side for a moment to kick his shorts off, reluctantly releasing his mouth and Kurt yanked open his nightstand to retrieve lube from a drawer. He smiled as he felt Blaine’s hands on his hips, needing him closer. Kurt turned back to him, pulling him into another kiss. With his side pressed to Blaine’s chest and his legs curled over his thighs, Blaine was practically cradling him in his arms. The only difference was that he had Kurt’s cock in his hand and his tongue in his mouth. Blaine’s cock was grinding along his thighs but Kurt needed more. He pushed Blaine onto his back and straddled one of his legs. He applied lube to the palm on his hand and gripped both of their cocks.

“Hell, Kurt... Ungh... fottermi, che si sente bene...” Blaine muttered into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt’s Italian was still pretty practically nonexistent but he was able to catch the gist of his words. And because Blaine had made it a point to teach him the curse words first. His hips rutted against Blaine’s, his hand pumping their cocks languidly.

Blaine shifted, spreading his legs wide to accommodate Kurt, and wrapped one around his waist, holding him closer. �Kurt buried his face in Blaine's neck, lapping at his pulse point. �His hand continued to massage both of their cocks as one of Blaine’s hands joined his. He nipped at the sensitive flesh under Blaine’s ear, groaning at the feel of Blaine’s warm hand beside his and his heel digging into his ass cheek.

“Blaine--God... You’re so fucking hot, Blaine--fuck!” Kurt attacked Blaine’s mouth with his own, kissing him forcefully. Blaine’s free hand gripped Kurt’s head, opening his mouth and letting Kurt’s tongue swirl around his own.

His hips continued to rut against Blaine’s, their hard cocks slipping along each other. Kurt wanted more but the voice in his head was screaming that he was already moving too fast. He knew that he should stop this, that they needed to have a mature conversation about what they were. But Blaine was so sexy and adorable beneath him, moaning into his mouth, his cock stiff and smooth against his. They could talk later, Kurt told himself as he felt his balls tighten. He quickened his thrusts, letting both and Blaine’s cocks go so he could steady himself. Blaine pressed his hips up and continued to pump their cocks.

“Fuck--Blaine, I’m going to--” He started to pull away, but Blaine swung his other leg around Kurt’s waist, holding him tightly. Blaine groaned something in Italian that Kurt wouldn’t have been able to translate if his orgasm hadn’t been imminent. Something about the tone of Blaine’s word spurred something in Kurt and with a loud moan, he came between their two bodies. Blaine followed soon after, his lips attached to Kurt’s jaw as he struggled to catch his breath.

Kurt collapsed to Blaine’s side and stared at the gorgeous man beside him. Blaine’s stomach was covered with both of their cum and his whole body was glistening with sweat. He rolled onto his side, a small smile on his lips and blinking sleepily at Kurt.

“Well, um... That was--” Blaine started but Kurt silenced him with another kiss.

“Incredible.”