Kurt and Blaine sat shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, up against the back of the shed wall on the broken gravel that lined the building. Blaine had his head angled to Kurt giving a look that was completely blissed out. Kurt kept his head tilted toward the sky. The two sat in silence and Kurt was amazed at how un-awkward things were.

He'd always imagined the time between post intimacy and one person leaving to be weird. How could you go from complete ecstasy to normal and not have some form of oddity feeling between the two people involved? Kurt was happy to find that he was wrong. Instead, there was a calmness between them. They didn't need words; there were no thoughts of sadness because Blaine would be leaving eventually; there was no tension; only closeness and connectivity. Kurt thought of Avatar and how the blue people connect to everything through their braid, bonding them to that organism. He imagined this to feel like that.

Blaine stared at the beautiful creature to his right, taking in every detail of his profile. Kurt's skin was creamy and made to look like alabaster in the pale moonlight. He was overwhelmed with emotion for the boy next to him. This is right, he thought and started rubbing the back of Kurt's hand with his thumb. This roused Kurt's attention and he turned his head to look at Blaine with a smile.

"I love you," said Kurt, breaking the silence first.

"I love you," Blaine replied.

"Can we stay here? In this moment? Just never leave?"

Blaine looked on lovingly. "Sure. Let me get the Greek Gods on the phone and ask them to make this night never end. The stars won't disappear, the sun won't rise, and no one will wake up to catch us." Both boys laughed breathily. "I mean that, you know. I would if I could." Kurt knew, he tone wasn't sarcastic.

"I don't think you'd have to call them. Aren't you one already?"

Blaine chuckled. "That is entirely too corny for me to be able to come up with a response."

Kurt's eyes sparkled. He was pleased with himself.

"Besides," Blaine continued, "I'm not Greek. I'm half Philippino."

"Don't knock it. You're so hot my dad even said you were good looking."

"Get out. Really?"

Kurt giggled. "Yeah, he said it earlier tonight." Kurt shifted his eyes in thought. "Come to think about it, he said it like he was shocked. I think my dad insulted me."

Both boys laughed and turned their bodies towards each other and sat cross-legged while still holding hands. "Maybe he was just shocked that there existed a couple as good looking as us."

"Wow, you're not self conscious at all."

"That's not true. I just know what I look like in a mirror. I don't think I'm the best looking person, but I don't think I'm ugly either. My looks may not be what I'm self-conscious about, but I am actually insecure about a lot of things."

"Really?" Kurt looked wide-eyed. "About what?"

Blaine bit his lip and glanced down at Kurt's lips before looking intently back in his eyes. He swallowed hard. "I was pretty unsure about tonight."

Kurt thought that if he stayed perfectly still and didn't move his face he wouldn't show the nerves now running through his body. "You were?" he asked, hoping that Blaine's response was not going to kill everything they experienced tonight.

"Yeah," Blaine said enthusiastically. He raised his eyebrows. "I never do anything without thinking about it first and I was coming here without any expectations. I didn't know what was going to happen. I had an idea that something could potentially happen because of how intense things got in my dorm, but I didn't know. I didn't even know how I was going to get your attention never mind get you to drag me in a garden and blow me." Kurt relaxed some. "You left and I stood there watching you drive off until I couldn't see your lights anymore. Even then I watched and waited, hoping you'd turn around and come back. I went back to my room and as I was cleaning up I couldn't concentrate, and my duvet smelled like you, then I thought the petals felt like your skin, and it felt weird to take my clothes off because you almost did it earlier." Blaine looked frantic.

"Blaine." Kurt snapped him out of his trance.

"Sorry. I'm rambling. I just felt like something was missing. Like I got one less hug than what I needed or something. So I took Wes' car and I came here. I couldn't believe it when I saw you sneaking out the door." Blaine scratched the back of his head and made a face. "I have to admit that my intentions sort of changed the second I saw you standing there." Kurt remained silent, but was calm again, knowing how Blaine felt.

"There's something about your skin in the moonlight." Blaine reached forward and brushed the back of his fingers down Kurt's cheek. "It makes me want to touch you more than normal."

Kurt blinked slowly and smiled. "Can I ask you a question? It may be a little weird, or whatever, but you said something to me just before I…um… you know."

Blaine chuckled. "Kurt, you can say it. If you did it, you can say it. You don't have to be embarrassed."

Kurt flushed, but put on a cocky face to show Blaine he wasn't embarrassed, even though he secretly was. "You mean, before you made me blow a load all over the ground over there?" he pointed in the general direction behind him.

"You have a dirty mouth, by the way." Blaine liked this line of conversation. He liked that they were able to talk to freely about their interactions.

"I do not!" Kurt gasped, denying completely.

"Oh please! You screamed 'fuck' and 'shit' more times than I've said in my entire life."

"Not true." Kurt grinned coyly. "And this coming from the guy who bit me. That actually hurt you know." Kurt wasn't being entirely truthful. It did hurt, but in some weird way it felt insanely good too.

Blaine flicked his eyes quickly at Kurt's neck. "Yeah, sorry about that. You might want to wear a scarf until that goes away."

"It's spring."

"Something with a collar then?"

Two can play at this game, Kurt thought. "I could have bitten you too, you know."

"And I love you that much more for not doing so." Blaine felt a warm sensation run through his body at the memory of being in Kurt's mouth. He shook his head to snap himself out of the day dream. "What was it you wanted to ask me?"

"Oh yeah. Why did you ask me to open my eyes?"

Blaine had to think about that. He wasn't thinking while the whole thing was going on, so he wasn't sure why he asked him to exactly, he just asked him to. "I'm not entirely sure, but when you did open your eyes I remember thinking that there was something I had to see. Your eyes are so expressive. I'm actually glad I did it because the look in your eyes when you let go was…life altering."

"Life altering?" Kurt questioned.

"Yeah. For those twenty seconds between you orgasming and then sucking me, which was also life altering, by the way," he winked. "I saw this light that I usually love about your eyes, go away and then return. And when it came back, you had this look of pure nirvana on your face. I was jealous. I wanted to feel that."

Kurt shifted his eyes, feeling self conscious again. "Did you?"

Blaine caught Kurt's gaze. He felt it was important for Kurt to believe what he was going to say. "If there is a place beyond utopia… I was there."

"Thanks." Kurt grinned appreciatively.

"I'm not comforting you, Kurt. You really were amazing and I know what doing that meant to you. You just need to know that it means the same to me." Looking at Kurt, Blaine thought he looked so innocent. His angelic face made Blaine's heart melt all over again. He rocked his body forward and crawled to close the gap between them. Kurt leaned back and put his hands on the ground behind him to balance himself. Blaine felt like a dog; on hands and knees trying to swell his master's heart with attention. He was hovering over Kurt's body. "Come here," he purred.

"Why?" Kurt asked, playing hard to get.

Blaine took one hand and wrapped it behind the small of Kurt's back. He pulled him an inch or two towards him. "I wouldn't play this game with me."

Kurt's breath caught upon hearing Blaine's voice turn to velvet again. His bravado was faltering. "W-Why's that?"

Blaine pulled Kurt to him completely. Their abdomen's were touching and their faces a mere two inches apart. Kurt could feel his arousal growing. "Because you'll lose, my love."

Kurt melted. There's that name again.

Blaine dipped his head to kiss Kurt on his lips, but quickly slid his head to the side and pecked Kurt on the cheek. He released Kurt's body and leaned back to where he was sitting before, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Kurt's eyes were wide and his chest heaving from breathing heavily. He didn't know what just happened. He was turned on and not getting the attention he deserved. He didn't like it. "Uh-uh. No," Kurt declared. He pounced at Blaine and knocked him backwards. Kurt felt Blaine growing harder beneath him as he straddled Blaine's lap and pinned him down by his wrists. This pleased him. "Two things, Mr. Blaine Anderson."

Blaine writhed underneath him as Kurt ground down onto him, and tried to hold onto a moan that could only be described as sounding as "ahmn." He playfully didn't want Kurt to think he'd dominated him.

"Number one: I'm a spoiled brat. That means I always get what I want. And number two…" Kurt stood up and pulled Blaine with him.

Blaine pressed himself to Kurt's body and drove his tongue into Kurt's mouth. Kurt wound his fingers in his boyfriend's curls as Blaine moved his lips to Kurt's jaw and trailed kissed down his neck and surreptitiously grinding his dick into Kurt's. "Number two?" Blaine asked flirtatiously and continued kissing.

"Number two." Kurt grasped Blaine's hair tightly and pulled his head to face his. He bat his eyes coquettishly and smiled. "You owe me an apology." He squinted his eyes and puckered his lips in a devilish fashion.

Dominator Kurt is actually hot. There's something about how he talks with this eyes that's incredibly sexy. "I'm sorry?" he asked pretending to be confused.

"Hmm…Not good enough." And to Blaine's incredible astonishment, Kurt pushed him down to his knees by his shoulders. "My turn."

Blaine licked his lips and kept them parted as he looked up at Kurt with his puppy dog eyes. He knew Kurt swooned every time he made his eyes look pouty. "Forgive me?" he asked innocently.

"We'll see."