The blankets beneath Kurt were cold from having not been touched all day and the window being open, but Blaine was warm above him. Blaine situated himself between Kurt's legs and completely covered with his arms and body. "I love kissing you," Blaine murmured between his lips traveling here, there, and everywhere around Kurt's face and neck.

Blaine's lips were soft and smooth and each kiss sent waves of excitation through Kurt's entire body. Blaine finally decided on focusing a lot of attention on a small section of skin between the back of his ear and his hair line. Kurt fought the urge to moan as Blaine sucked and nipped at the skin past his ear, but couldn't stop himself from slipping his hands underneath Blaine's tank top and running his hands all around Blaine's back.

Blaine broke first and the slightest of noises came from his throat. Kurt's toes curled and held Blaine tightly to his chest. He released Kurt's enslaved neck, satisfied with the mark he'd made, and moved back to kissing Kurt's lips. His left hand left the arc of Kurt's neck and traveled south, running his palm and fingers flat and feeling every ripple in Kurt's clothing on its journey downward. His hand stopped at Kurt's hip and gripped him tight. He kissed Kurt's pulse point before returning, once again, to his lips. "Ahh," he breathed out hard. His breath was hot and full of unbridled arousal and lust. His mind wasn't on the fact that he had complete control over Kurt, but the feeling was there and it only excited him more.

Underneath him, Kurt was reveling in the immense pleasure of Blaine's lips and hands all around him. He had never felt so aroused in his life. When Blaine slipped his tongue into Kurt's mouth and mixed their saliva, swallowing it was like swallowing liquid fire because it ignited something inside Kurt. He felt his own hands slipping downward behind Blaine's back. Down, down, down until he realized that he had unintentionally grabbed Blaine's ass and squeezed.

Blaine responded to Kurt's action by allowing his lower half to press against Kurt. He felt Kurt's chest contract like he was silently gasping on the inside. Kurt gasped because when Blaine pressed himself to Kurt, he was able to feel Blaine's hardness against him and it surprised him. "Nngg," Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth. He squeezed Blaine's ass again, this time pushing downward as he did so to purposely make Blaine's hardness press against him again.

It was Blaine's turn to moan. He surfaced his head, out of breath. "Is this okay?" He asked.

Kurt didn't answer. Instead, he lifted his head and used his hands to pull Blaine's face to his. Words weren't coming to him and Kurt was reminded that actions speak louder than words. He rolled them both over so he was now straddling Blaine's hips while he lay on top of him. He sat up on his knees and looked down on Blaine. His eyes were wide in surprise. Kurt could see that behind his boyfriend's eyes was a conscience that was trying to break through his hormones. There was also a small hint of needing reassurance that what was happening was more than okay with Kurt because, to Blaine, simply okay wasn't good enough. He needed a solid yes.

With his delicate hands, Kurt cupped Blaine's cheek and looked at him lovingly to let him know he was perfect with what was happening. Blaine climbed up onto his elbows and Kurt leaned down to kiss him less hungrily. Their lips met and Kurt's thoughts traveled south of their belts. Now he was really able to feel Blaine's hard erection and Kurt was turned on more than ever because he reveled in the thought that Blaine was hard because of him. In a weird way, Kurt saw it as a compliment. He slipped his hands down Blaine's chest and torso and stopped when his fingers curved themselves over the top of Blaine's pajama pants. He pulled his lips away from Blaine's and stared deeply into his liquid honey eyes, asking for permission without words.

Blaine looked extremely nervous. He lost his ability to form words too.

"C-can I?" Kurt stuttered. "I wanna try something." He gulped and exhaled out of his mouth. He waited for confirmation.

Finally Blaine nodded. "O-okay. You don't have to. We can wait."

"I want to. Can I?" Blaine immediately noticed the contrast between Kurt and Derek. Kurt, who had every right to be demanding because Blaine gave him that power, was asking. He wanted this to be perfect for the both of them. Derek, on the other hand, had commanded Blaine earlier to "let him" do things. Derek was only thinking of himself, whereas Kurt never thought of just himself. He factored Blaine into everything and that was clearly evident. "Please?" Kurt asked.

The nerves melted from Blaine's eyes and Kurt saw love in its place. Blaine exhaled through his nose. "Okay."

"You sure?"

"Yes." Blaine wasn't about to engage in a conversation about waiting some more when the moment felt so right to stop waiting. He wasn't sure exactly what Kurt wanted to try and he didn't feel like asking. He thought that at the very least, Kurt would just want to look, or touch a little to see what Blaine felt like. At most Kurt might jerk him off. Blaine was perfectly fine with all of those options.

Blaine was wrong.

Kurt kissed Blaine tenderly again and then scooted down Blaine's legs a little. He untied the drawstring on Blaine's pajama pants and Blaine lifted his hips to help Kurt as he guided the pants down enough to be able to release is boyfriend's still hardened cock. Blaine watched Kurt carefully, as Kurt looked at Blaine for the first time.

Blaine didn't look like Kurt's purple dildo or Zach's pink one. It was better. It was real and warm and perfect because it wasn't perfect. He was circumcised and not only long, but thick. It wasn't nestled in a crop of dark hair. No, Blaine was well groomed and it was evident that he preferred trimming himself super short to the point there was almost no hair at all. Kurt could see a couple veins wrapping themselves up to the head and, like his own, there was a slight curve to his cock.

Kurt's attention was diverged when he saw Blaine's hands come into his line of vision. Blaine was attempting to take his own tank top off. Kurt saw him struggling a little so he helped him and then had a whole new vision in front of him. He didn't want to make Blaine self-conscious by staring too long so, instead, he used his hands to explore Blaine's pecks and abs while he looked. With both his hands splayed out like fans on Blaine's pecks, he looked up and into Blaine's eyes. "You look wonderful," Kurt said. He was trying to find a word that described gorgeous and sexy, while sounding reassuring and loving, but his mind wasn't truly working properly so wonderful was what came out.

Blaine smirked slightly, his heart beating hard beneath his ribs. "No better that you do."

"You haven't seen all of me." Kurt smiled.

"I've seen enough and I only need to see your face to see how beautiful you are."

Kurt licked his lips and sat up again, dragging his hands with him and resting them on Blaine's bare hips. He looked down at Blaine's cock again and bit a tiny piece of his bottom lip. "You said I could try something…" He said tentatively.

"Anything."

"You promise?"

"I love you. You can try anything you want." Blaine meant it, but still didn't know how far Kurt would take his bravery.

Without looking anywhere, but at Blaine's face, Kurt moved his right hand over to Blaine's dick and encircled it tightly. "I love you too." He fisted it slowly and watched as Blaine's eyes closed for a very long time and he exhaled as if he'd been holding his breath for a while. With Blaine's attention consumed, Kurt looked down and saw Blaine's cock beading semen like tear drops from the slit. His head was purpling and Kurt swirled his thumb over it, spreading the pre-come. His reward was an erotic moan from Blaine and heavy breathing. The corners of Kurt's mouth turned up slightly and he was proud of himself for doing the right thing. He was beginning to think that taking Zach up on his lesson was a good idea. Another moan escaped Blaine's lips and Kurt took the opportunity to re-adjust his position.

Blaine's eyes were still closed and Kurt took a deep breath, his heart threatening to break free from his chest. He made up his mind and leaned down, licking the head of Blaine's cock experimentally to gage Blaine's reaction. The taste of semen wasn't the greatest tasting thing Kurt ever tried, but certainly didn't rank as the worst. It was pleasurable and satisfactory for what it was.

He heard Blaine's breath catch dramatically and Blaine's eyes shot open. Blaine propped himself up on his elbows again and looked down at Kurt, who looked back up at his Adonis through partially lidded eyes. "A-are you sure?" Blaine asked, now knowing what Kurt's intensions were. He realized he must have asked Kurt that question a dozen times since he walked through the door.

"Yes. C-can I?"

Blaine nodded affirmatively. "Can I watch?"

"I… I've never done this before." He meant on a person. He didn't count blowing his dildo that one time. Kurt had more confidence when Blaine's eyes were closed. With his eyes closed, Blaine was lost in the moment and seemingly encouraging him with his sounds.

Blaine wanted to be supportive because he knew this was important to the both of them, but probably more so to Kurt because it was his first time doing this ever. "I don't want you to think that you might be bad at it. I don't care if your good or bad at it. I just want to see that it's you sharing this moment with me. I don't want to miss a moment of that."

Kurt swallowed hard and with Blaine's help, he tugged off his boyfriend's pajama pants and boxers. He moved up to kiss Blaine softly on the lips. Then, not knowing if people normally did this, but wanting to anyway, he kiss slowly down, down, down, until his head was between Blaine's legs again. He touched his lips to each of Blaine's hips and each of Blaine's thighs, then one last kiss on the skin above his penis, patched with soft, barely there, short hair. He took one last glance up at his boyfriend's face. Blaine was holding his breath. "I love you," Kurt said soft and low.

Blaine exhaled. "I love you."

Tentatively and ever so slowly, agonizingly slowly, Kurt lowered his head and kissed the tip of Blaine's purpling head. He continued, opening his mouth little by little and lowering his head bit by bit.

"Uh-Ahh," Blaine moaned softly. He kept close watch of Kurt, making sure he was completely comfortable, but he was unable to ignore the feeling of Kurt's mouth on him. Not that he wanted to ignore the feeling because Kurt felt fantastic. His mouth was warm and his lips were plush. He was careful, yet brave and experimental with the way he moved his tongue. "Mmnn. Uhng." His breath caught. "Harder."

Kurt didn't know what that meant. The only reference he had was earlier with Zach and Karofsky. Karofsky responded with quick, rough movements, but they were fucking, not doing what Kurt and Blaine were doing. He took his mouth off Blaine and looked up at him, nervously. "I- I don't-" He felt silly asking what it meant.

"You don't what?" Blaine saw how nervous Kurt was. It didn't bother him in the slightest that he stopped. His only hope was that Kurt wasn't going to finish the sentence with "I don't like this. Can I stop?"

Kurt tried again. "I don't… know… what harder means." He wished he didn't have to admit that.

Blaine had never been more happy relieved. He pulled Kurt up to his lips and he kissed him hard. "Do you want me to show you?"

"But I-"

"-Can finish later." Blaine smiled and brushed the side of Kurt's face with his hand. "Can I? Please?"

"I love you so much."

"I love you so much. I want to suck you." He started nuzzling the side of Kurt's face gently with his forehead. "Please? I want to suck you so bad."

"I- Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah." Blaine closed his eyes and started placing chaste kisses in random places on Kurt's face. "B-Blaine?"

"Yes?" He said between kisses.

"I'm sorry I don't know what I'm doing."

Blaine took that to mean that Kurt thought he wasn't any good. He wanted to continue in the direction they were going in, but also wanted to make Kurt feeling better and more comfortable, so he thought to show Kurt that he wasn't disappointed. "Shh, shh," he cooed. Blaine pulled Kurt's shirt up over his head. "Don't apologize. You're amazing." Kurt's skin was smooth and warm. He kissed his shoulder repeatedly as he held him and caressed his back. "You feel so good around me." He scooted himself off the bed and Kurt turned to face him, his feet now touching the floor. Blaine crouched, naked, between Kurt's legs. He looked at him lovingly as he took off both shoes and both socks and slid both of his hands up both of Kurt's legs. He moved in and kissed Kurt's waiting lips as he worked his pants open. He touched Kurt's hands with just his fingertips at first, remembering once upon a time ago that Kurt said "the touch of the fingertips is as sexy as it gets."

He guided Kurt into standing up and he tugged Kurt's pants and boxers to his ankles. Kurt stepped out of his pants and Blaine stood up, interlocking their hands together. "You're so beautiful," he gushed. They kissed sweetly, not nervous at all to be without clothing together. Whenever Blaine used to see Kurt even partially naked, he would get nervous because he thought he was looking at something he wasn't supposed to be, but now he was confident and comfortable and loving the way Kurt's skin felt against his. "Do you want to lay down?"

The both sat down on the bed together and laid down next to one another. It took an incredible amount of restraint for Blaine to take things slow. He wanted to make Kurt's first sexual experience to be special and not rushed. At first they just gazed at each other. Kurt wasn't sure who should make the first move. Blaine was the one that was going to be doing the act, so Kurt wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. Blaine hadn't doing anything yet because in an odd twist, one he didn't expect, he became nervous. It wasn't that he hadn't done this before because he had. He'd been naked and intimate with his ex boyfriend many times, but he'd never been this vulnerable with Kurt before. It felt so natural, like it should have always been Kurt all along and never anyone else; he was lost in Kurt's eyes.

Then they started touching, ever so gently. Each other's faces and hair, shoulders and arms, hands and fingers, ghosting their fingers across random, innocent places. At last, finally consumed with how deep their arousal burned, their lips met. They moaned together instantly.

Blaine trickled his fingers down and encircled Kurt's member, touching it for the first time. Kurt followed Blaine's actions and grasped the olive skinned boy's hard cock and pumped it in time with Blaine's actions. It wasn't long before both boys were thrusting up into one another's hand. The more they thrust, the closer they got and their dicks kept hitting each other. Kurt took his free hand and grasped the tops of both his own and Blaine's cocks, forcing them to rut against each other. Blaine mimicked the action on their bases. "Oh God, you feel so good," Blaine groaned.

Kurt's breath hitched and moaned an elongated "Uhng!"

Blaine's stomach started tightening and contracting. "Wuh-woah. Kurt-Kurt. We need to slow down. We n-need to stop."

Kurt pulled away instantly, looking a little alarmed. "Why? What's wrong?"

There were both out of breath. "While what we were doing is the sexiest thing I've ever done, I don't want our to end right this second, if you know what I mean." Blaine got a certain look in his eyes while he searched Kurt's to see if he was comfortable. "I promised you something else."

There were a few moments of silence and Kurt came to, realizing Blaine was waiting for Kurt's permission. Kurt was too dazed in a horny, erotic haze to pay attention for very long to words. "By all means, don't let me distract you." His own boldness surprised him.

Blaine's eyes lit up and Kurt thought Blaine was hiding how happy he was. He scooted down only a little and then looked back up at Kurt. He grabbed Kurt's hand and held it, palm up. While still looking directly at Kurt in his diamond eyes, Blaine kissed his palm, open mouthed, not neglecting to use his tongue. He sucked in Kurt's thumb and released it with an audible noise.

Kurt's heart beat picked up again at the sight of Blaine's actions, but he never thought the feel of it would be as much of a turn on as it was. He felt the beginnings of a low moan deep in his chest, but didn't let it escape. Not yet. Not even when Blaine moved to kissing and marking the skin on his hips. While that feeling could have elicited one thousand moans, he held it in and his only sounds were deep, hard, breaths.

Blaine sucked and sucked on the soft tender skin around Kurt's hips. He couldn't get enough of his skin. It was soft, and smooth, and so… so… untouched. Blaine kissed Kurt everywhere, mapping out every inch of him, staking claim to a land that only he had been to. He finally, finally, reached face level with Kurt's aching hard on.

By the time Blaine reached it, Kurt's dick was throbbing with anticipation and Kurt was almost begging for release. They'd been at a stop and go for a while now and he couldn't physically stay calm any longer. He started whimpering as Blaine made his way closer. It made Blaine feel more encouraged, because Kurt's noises were sexy as hell, but he had no idea that it was because Kurt was in borderline pain.

Blaine glanced up. "Ready?" he asked.

Kurt nodded his head franticly. "Yes," he mewled. "Please." He didn't care that he was begging.

Blaine nuzzled Kurt's cock and licked the pre-come from the head before sliding his lips over Kurt. It was just the head at first. The most sensitive part. Kurt involuntarily bucked his hips up. He didn't completely fill Blaine's mouth, but it was still enough to make him feel bad because he didn't know if that was okay, even though he couldn't help doing it. "Nnggh," he moaned. "Shit, Blaine, I'm sorry. I didn't mean- Uh-Uhng."

Blaine's mouth being impaled didn't bother Blaine in the least. Blaine didn't actually have much of a gag reflex, so, if anything, it only encouraged him more. He lifted his head off of Kurt. "Don't be sorry. If you want to do that again you can hold onto my hair." He didn't wait for Kurt to answer before taking him back inside his mouth again.

Kurt's hand flew to Blaine's head and grappled onto this thick curls. "Nngg!" This wasn't going to last long; he knew it. It didn't take long for Kurt to stop feeling self-conscious of his pre-orgasmic groans and moans. Now they were flowing freely as he ran his fingers through Blaine's curls. Blaine's mouth felt like nothing he'd ever imagined. It was warm and wet. It vibrated when Blaine moaned. It had a tongue that probed, rolled, and swirled at all the right times in all the right places. It was hidden by lips that were both soft and added the perfect amount of pressure. All of that was mindblowingly wonderful, but the best part of Blaine's mouth was that it was Blaine's. He couldn't imagine this feeling this good with anyone else.

Blaine kept moving his hands around. Sometimes he would hold onto the base of Kurt's dick while he sucked him, but other times he'd use both hands to hold tightly to Kurt's hips and massage the skin with his thumbs. He'd also used his hands to roll Kurt's balls around his fingers, which didn't seem to elicit too much of a response from Kurt, so he felt moving. What appeared to be Kurt's favorite was when Blaine wrapped one arm under and around one thigh, while stroking the now sensitive skin, and reaching up with his other hand and rubbing his stomach. He'd do all this while hollowing out his cheeks continuously and moaning every time Kurt pulled his hair harder.

Kurt wasn't going to last much longer, Blaine knew that. He could feel Kurt's stomach muscles and ball tensing and contracting more often now. He'd put Kurt through enough torture for one night. Blaine decided to grab Kurt's hips again, immobilizing Kurt's lower half and pinning it to the bed completely. "Gah-Nnggh. Oh fu- Ughn! Blaine!" Kurt half moaned and half yelled. Blaine started plummeting his face down and down, again and again; fast then faster, sucking harder and harder. "Oh don't stop! Don't stop! Uhng! Bl- I luh- Ahh! I- I'm gonna-" He opened his eyes for the first time since Blaine started to blow him and saw Blaine's hungry eyes looking up at him through his eye lashes. His honey eyes were blown out and daring as if Kurt could hear Blaine's thoughts that screamed "Come on. Come for me, Kurt. I want it so bad. I want to taste you and swallow every last drop." Kurt wasn't entirely sure why Blaine had suddenly become a come slut in his head.

Kurt was side tracked for that split second when focusing on Blaine's eyes and his orgasm was right there until his thoughts went elsewhere. He continued to watch Blaine who also knew that something changed. It wasn't as if Kurt wasn't into it anymore, it was just that his orgasm back tracked a second or two. This was something Blaine was happy to play with. Kurt watching achingly as Blaine popped his mouth off of Kurt's dick and jerked him off rapidly, while looking directly into his eyes, searing erotic images into his brain permanently with just one look.

"What's the matter, Kurt?" Blaine asked huskily. "Don't you like what I'm doing?" He licked up Kurt's length and kissed the head while still fisting up and down onto Kurt. Kurt could only manage a simple 'mmhmm' between heavy breathing. He was ready to let go, he really was, he didn't know what he wasn't. "How do you want me to finish then?" He bobbed his mouth onto Kurt just once before taking his mouth away. "Like that?" He pumped Kurt as hard as he could manage. "Like this? Tell me what you want."

"Mmm. Uhng. Kiss me. Get up here and kiss me," Kurt ordered.

Blaine sprung from his current position and on top of Kurt, smashing their lips and bodies together. Kurt wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist and as their tongues licked and swirled and mixed saliva with one another, their waists thrusted and humped franticly against each other like they'd both die right now if they didn't both come soon. Kurt came first, he got the most attention, so it was expected. His entire body shuddered and he screamed out incoherent sounds. Kurt's come sprang from him and covered his and Blaine's abs.

What Blaine didn't expect was Kurt's recovery time. He didn't wait to let his first orgasm with another person to roll over him so he could reflect, no. Kurt had it in his mind that he had a job to do. He pushed Blaine off to the side and slid down, not really thinking about the fact that he probably just doused the bed in his own semen from sliding down on his stomach. He grabbed a tight hold onto Blaine's cock and sucked it into his mouth, devouring it with no reserve. He hadn't come down from his post orgasm high yet so he was still moaning and every now and then he'd continue to thrust slowly as his groin contracted.

But that didn't distract him from sucking Blaine for everything he had. He did exactly as he was taught. He tightened his lips, he twisted his head this way and that way, he rolled his tongue onto the underside of Blaine's cock. He just barely noticed the very loud sounds coming out of Blaine. He was swearing a lot and Kurt's name was often times in between those words. Kurt had to admit that the sound of his name on Blaine's lips was devastatingly sexy.

"Oh fuck where'd you learn that? Fuck, Kurt. Oh fuck. Kuuurrtt. Shit I love you. Fuck I love you so much. Uh-uhng! Oh soon. Fuck I'm gonna come soon. Yeah keep going. Don't stop. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Kuurrrrtt!" And just as he groaned out Kurt's name one final time, Blaine exploded down Kurt's throat.

For the amount of come that entered Kurt's mouth, he was surprised he didn't chock. He swallowed almost instantly, not being able to fully taste Blaine's flavor, but some had drizzled down his chin and he wiped his chin with the back of his hand. He caught Blaine watching him as they both caught their breaths and Kurt made sure Blaine saw when he licked the rest of Blaine's come from his hand.

Blaine was sweaty and really out of breath. His chest was beginning to have small shine to it. He was breathing laboriously, but managed to wave Kurt to him and indicate that he wanted Kurt near him. Kurt, still out of breath, collapsed in Blaine's arms and the held each other close. Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," Kurt answered immediately.

"You… are VERY good at that."

Kurt smiled and chuckled a little. "When should we clean up and get off of these sheets."

Blaine held him closer. "Whenever we're ready to get up. But not right now. I haven't re-gained the use of my legs yet."

"So for now we cuddle?"

"For now we cuddle."

"Even though it's gross?"

"It's not gross. It will be later, but right now it's not."

"Why not?"

"Because right now it's love."

"My sticky semen is love?"

"When it's yours and I caused it; absolutely."

Kurt smiled, now understanding. They didn't have traditional sex, but they did just make love. Then he was able to relax into Blaine and come down off of a post orgasm high because Blaine was right. Right here, right now, cuddling close on the soiled sheets, in a room that now smelled of sex, was more love than anyone in this building was experiencing at that very moment. They were surrounded by the immediate memory of their love and how special their first time together was. So Kurt gave in and shut his eyes, nuzzling close with his head on Blaine's shoulder. "I love you so much."

"I love you so much and more."

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Helping me through this experience."

"Thank you for letting me share it with you." They laid there for a while longer in silence, enjoying one another's comfort and company, not in a rush to break the moment or put clothes on.