Blaine tried to contain his laughter as Kurt stood in his doorway, practically drooling at the sight of Blaine sitting naked on his bed. Blaine had seen someone do this in a movie once and he'd always wanted to try it ever since and tonight was the perfect moment. He knew he would spend his last night with Kurt, but he really wanted to spend it with Kurt; memorizing each touch, each moan, each kiss.

He was surprised when Kurt flung himself at him, barely remembering to close the door behind him as his body was thrown back on the bed due to Kurt's weight on his own. With his boyfriend on top of him, he laughed as he felt Kurt's sloppy kisses being placed on his cheeks and neck.

"Babe, you gotta slow down. I think you're starting to drool on me," he chuckled.

Kurt pulled back, looking at him incredulously. "Blaine, you honestly can't expect me to withhold myself when I find you naked. On your bed." Kurt eyed him somewhat angrily before continuing, "I blame my actions on you."

Blaine smiled back and placed a soft kiss on Kurt's lips as he moved to pull Kurt's shirt over his head. He pulled his lips back as he carefully pulled the shirt over his boyfriend – trying not to mess up his hair too much – and resumed placing light kisses on Kurt's lips and cheeks.

"I know, I'm hard to resist," Blaine retorted without a trace of humbleness in his voice.

Kurt scoffed but Blaine soon started placing his lips on Kurt's neck and the scoff soon changed to a slight moan. Each kiss brought him closer to the scent of Kurt's cologne mixed with his essence as his breaths beat lightly against his skin. The scent alone was enough to give him goose bumps – god, Kurt smelled amazing – but the slight moans escaping Kurt's lips affected him in a completely different way as he shifted his weight below Kurt's to try and relieve the pressure between his legs as he rubbed against Kurt's jeans.

He placed his hands warmly on Kurt's shoulders, pulling him closer into his kisses as Kurt's hands found their way onto Blaine's exposed hips. Blaine was doing his best to try and draw out the closeness and tender kisses on Kurt's neck, but he was afraid that they were going to turn to lustful nibbles and licks before too long with Kurt's hands being dangerously close to his hardening penis.

After a few more kisses, Kurt's breathing seemed less shallow and rushed and had evened out but the moans were still emitting from his mouth. Blaine gave Kurt one last kiss at the base of his ear, bringing a giggle as his breath tickled Kurt's inner ear. With that, Blaine rolled over on top of Kurt and moved his hands down his boyfriend's chest, his feather-light touch coming off as caring and loving rather than passionate and hot.

His eyes followed his hand down Kurt's chest, but he was brought back to Kurt's gaze when Kurt squealed as Blaine's fingers encountered his ticklish spot just above his hipbone. Looking into Kurt's eyes, he realized that the look that reflected into his own eyes was completely different than the way they'd looked earlier this weekend when they practically tore each other's clothes off once they were alone in the house. This time, their looks were more loving and intentional – almost like the first time they'd had sex. They were worshiping each other with their loving stares, light touches and simple kisses.

"What are you thinking about?" Kurt asked. Blaine realized he'd been smiling like an idiot at Kurt for what probably felt like minutes as his hands still graced Kurt's chest and stomach.

"I just… I love you so much. I want this – tonight – to be about you. And me showing you how much I love you," Blaine replied, whispering. "There are so many different types of sex, but I want you to know that tonight's is about love and adoration. I can usually convey my feelings through songs. But tonight, I want it to show you through my actions."

Blaine brought his free hand up and grazed Kurt's cheek. Kurt's weight shifted below him as he brought his hands up to Blaine's face and pulled him towards his own. Blaine gave in and leaned into Kurt's pull and his boyfriend's lips pressed against his own. Kurt was putting more pressure in their kiss than Blaine had, but the kiss didn't feel overly needy. It was as if it was Kurt's way of telling Blaine "I'm listening, show me how you feel."

With that nonverbal sign, Blaine let his tongue slip into Kurt's mouth as they pulled away to gasp for air. He was intentionally slow in moving his tongue, not wanting things to progress so quickly or get out of hand too fast. No, he was going to take this slow.

As he concentrated on Kurt's mouth, he let his hand move towards the zipper on Kurt's pants. He may want to move things slow, but he can only withhold himself for so long. Besides, he was sure Kurt would be relieved once his cock was freed from its denim prison. He easy undid the button and soon started to focus on the zipper when he felt Kurt's tongue pick up pressure in his mouth. Wanting to keep the pace to his liking, he quickly pulled his tongue from Kurt's mouth and moved instead to place closed-mouth kisses on his lips. Kurt groaned beneath him and Blaine chuckled a little bit as his lips moved along Kurt's cheekbones.

"I know you want to show me you love me, but there's only so much I can take while you're laying here naked and I'm still wearing most of my clothes."

Blaine pulled off Kurt, gesturing for him to remove his own pants at whatever pace he pleased. As Kurt's pants shimmied their way off his legs, he tried to think of things like women giving birth or dead kittens to calm himself as more of Kurt's body emerged from beneath his well-fitting clothes. Kurt rarely wore shorts, so whenever Blaine got a look at Kurt's long, nimble legs, he felt himself turning into jelly.

Once Kurt seemed satisfied to be in his boxer briefs, he lay back down and took Blaine's hand and placed it on his face. The look in Kurt's eyes was pleading but not overzealous; he knew exactly what Blaine was trying to do and though he certainly wanted to feel himself coming against Blaine, he wanted to give his boyfriend a chance to "speak" with his actions. Blaine grinned and placed a hard kiss on Kurt's lips. Kurt's lips turned into a slight smile as he pushed back against his boyfriend's pressure.

Blaine shifted his weight to the side so he was lying slightly on top of Kurt with their chests pressing together, but his hand had made its way down to Kurt's boxer briefs. Kurt moved slightly in order to give Blaine better access, but Blaine responded by pushing Kurt's hips back against the bed, motioning him to stay still. Another frustrated moan escaped Kurt's mouth and Blaine pulled away, moving his kisses down Kurt's chin onto his neck and chest.

Blaine's hands traced along Kurt's ribs, his touch a little firmer this time so he wouldn't tickle him. His dried lips were making their way down Kurt's chest, inhaling more of Kurt's scent as he moved toward the waistband of Kurt's underwear. He turned his head toward Kurt who was laying back, eyes closed and a slight smile on his face. He was happy, all because of Blaine. All because of what Blaine was doing.

And that was enough to move things a little quicker.

Blaine moved off of Kurt's chest and placed him self to straddle Kurt, his hands still firmly placed at his boyfriend's sides. The shift made Kurt gasp and Blaine smiled coyly as he scooted further down Kurt's body to let his hands find their way onto the navy boxer briefs below him. Instead of dipping below the band, he simple massaged Kurt's hipbone and dusted his fingers on top of the fabric that trapped Kurt's bulging erection. Then he started massaging Kurt's outer thighs as he sat on Kurt's legs – trapping him in place so he couldn't move Blaine's hands any quicker.

He was intentionally avoiding contact with Kurt's penis, causing Kurt's smile to skew into a pained grimace as he was clearly trying to think of anything but the fact that Blaine's hands were so close to the part in question.

Soon he let his hands go beneath Kurt's boxers as he slowly slid them off his legs, causing Kurt to gasp at the relief as his erection sprung free. Blaine looked up at Kurt who was smiling at him with stars in his eyes, not sure exactly where Blaine was going with his actions, but assured in the fact that he would love every second of it.

He gingerly kissed the insides of Kurt's legs and moved up so that his face was nestled just beside his boyfriend's length. In one swift movement, Blaine breathed in and took Kurt into his mouth, causing a loud moan. He felt accomplished as he moved his tongue up and down his boyfriend as Kurt could hardly contain himself above him. Blaine moved slowly, not wanting to rush things too much, as he placed his hands on Kurt's hips – massaging them as Kurt writhed beneath his firm grasp.

With Kurt's eyes fluttering to the back of his head, Blaine started to pick up the pace – eager to please his boyfriend and not expect anything in return. This was about Kurt. Blaine would be happy to suffer for a while if it meant that Kurt would feel total bliss. He ignored the blood rushing to his dick as Kurt moaned above him, Blaine expertly twisting his tongue around the head and rubbing lightly against the spot Blaine had found Kurt to be the most sensitive.

"O-oh… god… Blaine," Kurt said, trying to muffle the noises coming from his mouth with his arm. "I-I… uh…"

Kurt's incoherent moans made Blaine work even faster, realizing that his boyfriend was on the edge. He moved his hands from Kurt's hips and started to lightly massage his balls – feeling them tense slightly as he forced Kurt's length to the back of his mouth and hummed. The vibration of his throat mixed with the way his hands worked sent Kurt over the edge, causing Kurt's breath to hitch as Blaine kept his mouth over his boyfriend to allow him to ride out his pleasure.

Blaine lightly pulled off trying to avoid the sensitive head and made his way up to Kurt's side, his boyfriend's blueish gray eyes clenched tight as he fought to even out his breathing. Blaine smiled, knowing that he had done something wonderful for his boyfriend, and kissed him on the cheek. Kurt smiled sleepily and rolled over to wrap his arms around Blaine. As he squeezed, Blaine's still hard member brushed against Kurt, who gasped and flicked his eyes open.

"Oh, Blaine, uh – please…" Kurt said hastily, moving his hand towards Blaine's stiff penis.

Blaine shook his head. "Nope. I'll be okay. I told you, this is about you. I can take care of myself in a minute."

Kurt looked at him puzzled. "I think you're the only nearly-18-year-old guy who would turn down the possibility of some form of sex."

He laughed, "Well, we both know I'm not like most 18-year-old guys. I know it seems weird that I would deny myself the… well, pleasure… of you helping me out, but you've done such wonderful things for me today, I just wanted to return the favor."

Kurt smiled. "If you insist. I think you're crazy since you know it's also my pleasure to 'help you out,' but I'm also too sleepy to argue with you at this point."

Blaine sat up and gathered Kurt's discarded underwear and threw them to his boyfriend. As Kurt slipped them on, Blaine headed toward the bathroom to relieve his "problem" and found Kurt's pajamas lying on the dresser. Motioning toward them, Blaine asked, "You want these?"

Kurt shook his head feverishly. "I'm good. I think I'll just sleep in these tonight. Is that okay with you?" Kurt asked coyly, suggestion dripping from his words. Blaine moaned at the thought of Kurt wearing practically nothing when they'd sleep together that night, causing Kurt to laugh.

"The things you do to me, Kurt," he said as he glanced at Kurt's pure, exposed skin right before clicking the door closed and practically attacking his hardness with his hand.

It didn't take long for Blaine to find relief, barely needed to touch himself before he exploded as he thought of Kurt's face as he fell apart in Blaine's mouth just a few minutes before. He took awhile to shower and brush his teeth - hoping Kurt wouldn't mind that he used his toothbrush - before looking around for something to wear. Realizing he left his clothes in his own room, he wrapped a towel around his waist and emerged from the bathroom. The sight he saw pleased him to no end – Kurt was lying on his side with his bare back exposed to Blaine's side of the bed as if he expected to be the little spoon tonight, all while snoring lightly as sleep took him over. Rather than go to his own room and find his own clothes he took Kurt's pajama pants and slipped them on, thoroughly enjoying the silk against his bare skin beneath, and slid into bed next to his sleeping boyfriend.

As he placed his arm around Kurt's waist Kurt snuggled against his chest, knowing that even in his sleep he wanted to be closer to Blaine. Blaine closed his eyes and enjoyed the pressure of his boyfriend against his chest before slowly joining Kurt in his slumber.