It was a quick but suspenseful drive to Kurt’s house. If Blaine was half as turned on as Kurt was, then he couldn’t wait to get inside. When they reached Kurt’s place, they quickly opened the car doors, walked up to his house, and after fumbling with the key Kurt opened the door to let them both in, shutting it quickly after.

                The moment the door was closed, Kurt had Blaine pressed against it and was tugging on his curls, which drove Blaine crazy; he wasn’t sure where this side of Kurt was coming from, but he definitely enjoyed it. He put his arms around Kurt’s waist, pulling his hips forwards to press against his. Kurt brought his hands down from Blaine’s hair and put his arms around his neck, pulling him away from the door.

                “Nice place,” Blaine said half-heartedly, wanting to continue making out. Kurt just sounded a quick “hmm” and let go of Blaine’s neck to grab his hand, pulling him down the stairs to his room. Once they were downstairs, Kurt’s lips found Blaine’s again immediately, opening his mouth and playing with Blaine’s tongue. He grabbed Blaine’s waist this time, slowly moving them closer to his bed. After rubbing his hands up and down Kurt’s back awaiting approval and apparently getting it, Blaine lifted Kurt’s shirt above his head and threw it on the ground, staring in awe at Kurt’s chest. Underneath those layers of fashionable clothing, he had an amazing body; flawless pale skin showing off a bit of a 6 pack. He attached his lips to Kurt’s again after admiring his shirtless figure, and Kurt took off Blaine’s leather jacket to start unbuttoning his plaid shirt. He was halfway to undoing Blaine’s shirt fully when Blaine took his lips off of Kurt’s and started kissing Kurt’s neck, Kurt lifting his chin to give Blaine better access.

                Kurt tried to focus on unbuttoning Blaine’s shirt, but he couldn’t help forgetting how as Blaine kissed his neck, gradually coming up to his ear. Kurt gasped when he reached Kurt’s earlobe and bit gently on it. All other thoughts fled Kurt’s mind, and all he could think of was one word: off. He finished undoing Blaine’s shirt and practically ripped it off of his body. He broke the kiss to look at Blaine’s chest, admiring the definition of his abs. He ran his hands up and down Blaine’s upper body before grabbing the belt loops of Blaine’s jeans and pulling him down onto the bed.

                Kurt has never experience anything like this before, and was pleasantly surprised at the warmth radiating from Blaine’s bare skin on top of him. They kissed for a while after, Kurt tracing his hands on every part of Blaine’s body while Blaine’s tongue fought for dominance in Kurt’s mouth. As they were pulling apart slightly, Kurt grabbed Blaine’s lip piercing in his teeth and gently pulled; Blaine was surprised with Kurt’s gesture. No one has really ever done that before, and he wondered how Kurt could possibly be so amazing at kissing and fooling around when he’s never done it before with anyone but him. Blaine kissed Kurt’s neck again, this time trailing down Kurt’s neck and sucking gently on his collarbone. Kurt was panting hard as if he had just run a race, and was pulling his fingers through Blaine’s hair, needing something to grasp on to. Once he finished with Kurt’s collarbone, he brushed his lips against his chest and travelled lower to Kurt’s nipple, sucking and nibbling on it gently. Kurt was a writhing, panting mess underneath Blaine. He’s never felt pleasure like this before, and was quite enjoying it. His erection was rubbing against Blaine’s thigh, and he needed more friction, so once Blaine brought his lips up to Kurt’s again, their tongues playing together, he took control and flipped them over, Blaine on the bottom now.

                Kurt wanted more, grinding his hips against Blaine’s, their hard-ons rubbing against each other’s. Blaine was just as turned on as Kurt was, grasping on to Kurt’s ass and squeezing as Kurt’s hips ground down into Blaine’s once more.

                “Mmm Kurt,” Blaine moaned as Kurt broke the kiss for a brief moment, surfacing for air before going back to kissing, never stopping the motion of his dick grinding against Blaine’s. Blaine, once again, took control, and flipped Kurt over onto his back. He wasn’t sure if things were going too far, but if Kurt was uncomfortable, he’d let Blaine know; he was surely enjoying it now. Blaine lightly dragged his nails down Kurt’s quickly rising and falling chest. Once he reach the edge of Kurt’s skin-tight jeans, he brought his hands lower to start unzipping his pants and –

                “WOAH!”

                Kurt snapped his head around, quickly coming out of the moment. His eyes were as wide as the eyes of a deer caught in headlights. He pushed Blaine roughly off of him, sending Blaine flying off of his bed and onto the floor between the bed and the wall. At the top of the stairs, looking even more shocked than Kurt, was Finn.

                “I, umm,” Finn began, looking back and forth from Kurt to Blaine, barely able to even see him. “Football practice ended early, and I was too tired to catch the rest of Glee, so I brought home food,” he continued, Blaine slowly rising from the floor to climb back on to the bed, “but you’re clearly busy so I’ll just… umm… yeahbye.” He ran up the stairs, shutting the door behind him.

                Kurt couldn’t move; he was in shock from what had just happened. How was he going to deal with Finn? Was he going to tell his parents? Life just got incredibly awkward. Blaine, however, didn’t seem to have the same idea about the whole situation, since he started giggling. Kurt looked down from the bed to see Blaine holding his laughter in, covering his mouth with his hand.

                “Blaine!” Kurt squealed, throwing a pillow at him, which sent him into full on laughter.

                Kurt just started at him wide eyed as he jumped back on to the bed, rolling onto his back while continuing laughing. “Your face! It’s priceless!” he exclaimed between giggles, sending him into another full fit of laughter. Kurt couldn’t help it; he began to chuckle. Soon, both of them were in hysterics, lying down on the bed. After a while the laughter subsided, and they both sat up to stare at each other.

                “That was awkward,” Blaine said, giving Kurt a playful grin.

                “Oh my god,” Kurt started, “what am I going to do about Finn? I really hope he doesn’t tell my parents! I’m not supposed to have a guy in my room with the door closed, especially not without my parents home! And he’s probably going to tell the whole Glee club too –“

                “Kurt, it’ll be okay! Don’t worry.” Kurt looked over at Blaine with a half-smile, and Blaine just patted his hand.

                “Well,” Kurt began, “before that happens again, would you, umm, like to… come and –“

                “Spit it out,” Blaine interrupted, poking Kurt’s side, which made Kurt straddle Blaine’s legs and sit on top of him, poking him in return.

                “Do you possibly want to come over for our Friday dinner?” Kurt asked.

                Blaine paused; he’s never met anyone else’s parents. He always thought that his friends with benefits would think it was another step forward in their relationship, taking it too far. Kurt was different, though; he actually liked Kurt, and he was hoping that they’d be together for a long time. Which means that, if he did meet Kurt’s parents, he’d have to make a good impression. Maybe he could ask Wes about it. He does, however, have that party this Friday to go to, and he’s’ basically being forced to go…

                Kurt couldn’t take the silence anymore, “I mean, if you don’t want to it’s fine. I just thought  that you could come over and meet my family before anything like what had just happened happens again, since it probably wasn’t the best situation –“

                “Kurt!”  Blaine interrupted again, placing his hands gently on either side of Kurt’s face, rubbing his right cheek with his thumb. “You’re going to give yourself an ailment.”

                “So is that a yes?”

                Blaine removed his hands from Kurt’s face and brought them down to his waist, moving his hands up and down his sides. “Well, in this compromising position, how could I say no?”

                Kurt cheered quietly, bouncing up and clapping. Blaine, although being caught in action a few minutes ago, couldn’t help but still be slightly turned on by Kurt right now.

                “Thank you thank you thank you!” Kurt said, grabbing Blaine’s face and giving him a quick peck on the lips.

                Blaine sighed at the feeling of Kurt’s lips on his; it was an amazing feeling, like silk. They were soft, smooth and warm, and it sent shivers down Blaine’s spine. Before he got too carried away, he reminded Kurt, “Not this Friday though, I have to go to that party, remember?”

                “Oh, yeah that’s fine, next Friday then!”

                “Are you coming?”

                Kurt paused for a moment; he hadn’t quite thought about that yet. He didn’t really want to get drunk and embarrass himself. Although, he wasn’t sure how Blaine was going to get there and home, considering driving on a motorcycle drunk is probably way more dangerous than driving in a car.

                “It’s swaying more towards a yes at the moment. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt driving your motorcycle inebriated. “

                “Yeah, I think you should just come.” Blaine stated, winking at Kurt and making him blush; Blaine would never fail to do that to him.

                “Hmm,” Kurt sounded, leaning in to kiss Blaine slowly but deeply, and he pulled away leaving Blaine wanting more. “It’s still a maybe slash probably yes.”

                “Good enough for now,” Blaine mumbled, moving forward slightly to kiss Kurt again. Kurt sighed into the kiss, tilting his head to the side and parting his lips to allow Blaine’s tongue to enter his mouth. They kissed lazily for a while, but when things seemed to quicken up again, Kurt stopped them, getting a whine from Blaine.

                “I think that if Finn found us like this again he’d beat the shit out of you,” Kurt explained, running his fingers through Blaine’s curls.

                “Fine,” Blaine gave up, pouting, “I’ll leave now. One more kiss though please?”

                “Well if you say the magic word, I can’t possibly resist!” Kurt replied, giggling and leaning in to kiss Blaine again. He couldn’t help himself; the kiss became longer and deeper than planned, and Blaine flipped Kurt over so that he was straddling Kurt. He cupped Kurt’s face in his hands and slowly moved them down from his neck to his chest and down around his waist, Kurt growing harder by the second. Kurt never wanted to stop kissing, but all of a sudden the kiss broke apart, and Blaine climbed off of Kurt, grabbing his bag.

                “I’ll see you later, Kurt,” Blaine smirked and opened the basement window to climb out of it and walk towards the school to pick up his motorcycle.

                Kurt just stood there bewildered as Blaine left him on his bed downstairs. He rested his head back on his headrest, breathing a little bit too quickly, and waited for the feeling of hotness in his lower half to disappear before getting up. He walked up the stairs to find Finn mowing down on his dinner. When Kurt walked through the door, Finn just stared awkwardly, his fork stopped halfway to his mouth.

                “Dude, sorry about that,” Finn sputtered. “I’m guessing that was your new boyfriend or whatever, Blaine? Because if it was, then good for you, and if it wasn’t, then props for getting some serious ass!”

                Kurt gave him a weird look. Then he shrugged, “It’s not like I haven’t caught you and Rachel in worse situations. And yes, that’s Blaine; I’m not turning into a man-whore. Can you just not tell our parents or any of the New Directions?”

                “Yeah I guess,” Finn answered. “But remember, he hurts you and I’ll beat him up.”

                Kurt chuckled. “Thanks, Finn.” He started walking away from him until Finn said “Wait, Kurt!”

                He turned back around to face Finn, raising an eyebrow. Finn continued, “You have a little something there.” Finn motioned to his own collarbone, and Kurt ran to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror, and what he saw completely horrified him; Blaine must have given him a hickey!

                All Finn heard then was Kurt giving off a loud shriek, and he burst into laughter.