Kurt froze once he stepped fully into the room. The sound of the door closing didn't break his stare at the ribbon wrapped box on Blaine's desk. Blaine smiled, knowing what had caught his boyfriend's eye. "See something you like?" Blaine asked coyly.

Kurt brought his fingers up to his lips, pointed at the box, then brought them back to his smiling mouth. "Th-the box." He smiled wider. "It's robin's egg blue."

Blaine slid past the giddy body and gently put the square box in his palm. It was big enough to cover the square of his hand. He turned and presented it to Kurt exactly as it was. "I ordered it after our date three weeks ago. It just came in today."

"What- What is it?"

Blaine chuckled and placed the box in Kurt's palm. "It's yours is what it is. Now open it."

Kurt squealed and untied the bow very carefully. He paused before taking the lid off of the box and took a gasped breath, smiling again.

"Open it!" Blaine exclaimed happily. "I'm excited too, you know."

"Okay. One. Two. Three. Oh, Blaine." Out of the box he extracted a white gold rectangle linked bracelet. The design of the metal made it look like the gold links were braided. "Blaine, it's beautiful."

Blaine took the jewelry from his lover's equally delicate fingers and clasped it around Kurt's left wrist. "A beautiful design for a beautiful future designer." When he worked the clasp shut Blaine kept hold of Kurt's hand and kissed the back of it at the knuckles. He looked up into Kurt's glistening eyes. "You like it?"

"I love it."

"I wanted it in rose gold, to match that blush that I love so much, but it didn't come in that color and I know yellow gold doesn't go with your skin tone."

Kurt touched the metal with his right hand then grabbed Blaine's face. He pulled the olive skinned boy to his lips and pressed his body to Blaine's.

Blaine, against his better judgment, let Kurt back him up against his desk, careening his head back the forth, his tongue begging for entrance. God, his skin smells so good, Blaine thought. He felt the familiar feeling of arousal course through his body and he pushed his face forward to pull it back again and break Kurt's kiss. "Babe. Kurt. Baby, stop."

Kurt kissed under Blaine's ear, which sent a shiver down Blaine's body. "No," Kurt answered to Blaine's demand and kissed open mouth again.

"Yes. Please stop. Let me romance you first."

"You did." Kurt traced the outline of Blaine's ear with his tongue. "Bracelet. Very romantic." He sucked Blaine's earlobe in his mouth and nibbled, licked, and sucked a moan out of Blaine.

"Mmnn. Kurt. More."

"You want more?" Kurt asked, releasing Blaine's ear and focusing back onto his lips.

"Yes. No." Blaine was finding it hard to concentrate when Kurt knew his weaknesses so well.

"Well, which is it? Yes or no?" Kurt kissed Blaine in the soft spot under his jaw hard, nibbling at the skin gently.

"S-st. Mmnn." Blaine didn't have the strength to push Kurt away.

"Stay? Stop? Stick my tongue down your throat? I'd be happy with two out of the three options."

"D-Date."

"Today is Thursday."

"D-Date f-first."

Kurt pulled away from his tortuous kisses and pouted. "Make love to me first."

Blaine found his bearings again and breathed. He gave Kurt a peck on the lips. "Date first. Let me love you right this time."

Kurt made a 'hmrf' noise and crossed his arms across his chest, still pouting. "So where we going out to?"

"Well, I have desert here, but if your hungry we can eat at out next stop."

"Where's that?"

"Whirlwind."

"The salad place? Not that I'm against salad, but why? That doesn't seem like your kind of place."

"Wes' girlfriend's band is playing there. I thought it would be fun to spend some time with our friends while listening to live music, or we can sit at a table alone in the corner and make moon eyes at each other while listening to live music."

"As long as I can admire my new bracelet, I'll go anywhere."

Blaine and Kurt walked hand in hand to the student parking lot. Kurt kept wiggling is wrist to see the shine of his new item that was sure to be the only thing he would repeatedly wear with every outfit. They reached Blaine's mustang and Blaine opened the passenger side door for Kurt.

They arrived at the hippy looking, multi colored lit restaurant. The dining room was filled with out of uniform Dalton Academy and Crawford Country Day students dancing on the dance floor and eating at the tables. Blaine chose a table for two in the corner, mostly because it was one of the only tables left. Kurt mentioned being hungry so the two of them ordered food.

The waitress mentioned that, even though it was a salad and it shouldn't normally take long to make or get out to them, they were backed up with orders because they couldn't find the people the orders belonged to, the kids had moved the dining room around, and their orders would hopefully be out in twenty minutes. Blaine assured the waitress that they wouldn't move their table and if they weren't sitting then to just leave the food on the table. He apologized for his classmates and promised big tips from at least the male customers.

The waitress left the table, thanking Blaine for being so sweet, and Blaine caught Kurt playing with his new bracelet. "You really like it?" Blaine asked, raising his voice above the music.

Kurt looked up and smiled. "It's perfect. I love it. Not too girly, but it doesn't scream tough guy."

"Wanna dance?" It dawned on Blaine that he had never seen Kurt dance outside of showchoir choreography. Kurt looked at him awkwardly. "Can you dance?"

"Um… I can, but not in the sense that it looks like I'm dancing. He guestered with his head over to the crowd. "Not like them."

Blaine turned around and saw three camps of dancers. One camp was a group of girls, not all of them could dance well, but they were enjoying themselves and some looked like they were birds of prey trying to attract a mate. Another camp was of all boys do thing the same thing, except with much more effect. The last group were of Dalton boys with their girlfriend, most of whom where Crawford girls and they were pressed together, having dance floor sex completely clothed. Blaine stood up and extended his hand out to Kurt. "Come on," he said with a smile.

Kurt took his boyfriend's hand and obliged his request. Just before they reached the floor, the music slowed down and the band began playing Ingrid Michaelson's The Way I Am. Without hesitating, Blaine pulled Kurt to him close and wrapped his hands around Kurt's waist. He tucked his chin into the crook of Kurt's neck. Kurt stiffened and enveloped Blaine's shoulders.

"What's the matter?" Blaine asked.

"I've never slow danced with a boy before. Finn, at my Dad's wedding doesn't count because we were barely touching and he's my brother."

"It's just like slow dancing with a girl."

"Haven't done that either."

"It's easy. Just hold me and sway with the music. I won't change it up on you, so no worries. Just relax and enjoy the closeness of being held by someone."

If you were falling, then I would catch you

You need a light, I'd find a match.

"I can do that." Kurt eased the tension in his body and rested the side of his face against the side of Blaine's head.

Cause I love the way you say good morning

And you take me the way I am.

The boys shifted this weight from foot to foot, in effect turning in a circle slightly. Blaine caught the sight of Thad and James huddle together, looking like they were deep in conversation, and he closed his eyes, breathing Kurt in. He could remember this smell forever.

If you are chilly, here take my sweater.

Your head is aching, I'll make it better.

Kurt loved this song. He started to hum the melody and ended up singing softly to Blaine.

Cause I love the way you call me baby.

And you take me the way I am.

Kurt cuddled closer when he felt Blaine's arms tighten around him while one hand slid up to the middle of his back.

I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair

Sew on patches to all you tear.

Blaine took over the song and sang into Kurt's shoulder.

Cause I love you more than I could ever promise.

And you take me the way I am.

You take me the way I am.

You take me the way I am.

The song ended and Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek. "I love you so much."

"I love you so much."

The band announced they'd be taking a break and the music picked back up via playlist. A hip hop song came on and everyone pretty much went nuts, gyrating on the dance floor.

Blaine didn't let go of Kurt, but repositioned himself with one leg between Kurt's. Kurt felt Blaine's hips roll against his and Kurt stiffened again. "What are you doing?" he asked hurriedly.

"Um. Dancing with you?"

"We can't dance like that."

"We're not at a regular dance, Kurt. We're not going to get beat up."

"We're un public."

"At a private school function. Can't I dance with my boyfriend?" Kurt stepped away from Blaine and looked at him. Blaine saw the worried expression on Kurt's face. He took his hands and looked at him comfortingly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm just not used to being able to be as PDA as we have been as of late."

"Look around." Blaine gestured to the other teens. "I want to dance with you as care free as they are."

"You want to have clothed sex on the dance floor?"

Blaine thought about Kurt's last question. "Hmm. Yep."

"Oh-mygod!" a girl squealed.

The boys directed their attention to a gorgeous brunette who was staring at Kurt and Blaine. She was standing with two other girls. "Can I help you?" Blaine asked cautiously.

"That's the bracelet that my brother was looking at. May I?" she asked, directing her question at Kurt.

"Uh, sure?" he held his hand out to her and she took it, inspecting the bauble around his wrist without touching.

"Tiffany's right?"

Kurt got excited again. "Yeah."

"My mom gets stuff from there all the time from my dad and my brother was just looking at that same bracelet. He wants it so bad. I think he's too butch to pull it off, but it's beautiful on you though."

"My boyfriend picked it out." He flicked his eyes over to Blaine.

"See, why can't I find someone to lavish me like this?" the girl said, now allowing herself to drop Kurt's hand. "I'm Candy."

"Kurt. This is Blaine."

"These are Lola, and Amber."

"You go to Crawford?"

"Yup. You guys are Warblers with my brother."

"Oh! Who's your brother?" Blaine asked.

"James. He's right over there with his… well, Thad. He told me that he wasn't his boyfriend, but they're together all the time and I caught them making out a couple times. I wish I didn't think of my brother as a whore."

"I'm sorry for your lineage," Kurt said, making it sound a little more than a whisper.

Candy giggled. "Sometimes, I say the same thing. Oo! Our food's out finally. Thanks for letting me look. Bye guys!"

The girls left and Blaine mentioned something to Kurt about "food on the table" and led him back to their table.

"Do you think Thad and James are an item?" Kurt asked before spearing salad in him mouth.

"No. They're probably just friend's with benefits."

"They're always together though. It makes me nervous. Two people as creepy as them shouldn't occupy the same space."

"I try not to worry about it. What's the worst that could happen? They gossip and get jealous? Thad can't have you and James can't have me even if he wanted me."

"He does want you."

"Not gonna happen, Baby."

They finished their salads while dropping the subject and laughing about different things between bites.

Across the room:

The whole site of the two brunettes made James and Thad want to puke.

"What was your sister doing talking to them?" Thad asked.

"No idea."

"Remind me why we're here again."

"Because I'm keeping an eye on Candy and you want to get laid tonight."

"Is she still calling me your boyfriend?"

"No. I told her we had an arrangement and nothing more than friendship." James took a sip of his diet coke.

"Good, cause the last thing I need is for people to think I'm taken. I'm a player, but not a cheater."

James laughed. "Gee, wouldn't want to sully your reputation."

"Just shut up and stop staring at Blaine if you're really watching your sister."

"Trying. She's surrounding herself with girls and he should be surrounded by me."

"Still don't know why it's him you want because I guarantee you he's a lousy lay."

"You can't guarantee because you never did anything but feel him up."

"If there's one thing going for him, it's the size of his dick. I'll give him that much. Kurt on the other hand, I'm curious about. He keeps himself so well covered that I have no guesses what he looks like under those designer clothes."

"Ugh, who cares?" James groaned.

"I care. I told you, I want to break that porcelain doll into a million pieces and see how bendable it is. Imagine how creamy his skin would feel holding onto it and pounding yourself into him as he's bent completely over."

"I'd rather not."

"As opposed to?"

"If I could just fuck Blaine's face once… mm-mm. Those puppy eyes of his. I'd kill someone to see him look at me while I fucked him or jerked him off."

"You've thought about this."

"Every night."

"Even with me?"

"Sometimes, but only since you came up with that idea last week."

"We're still on, right?"

"Hell yeah."

Back at Kurt and Blaine's table:

Kurt checked his phone really quick.

"Expecting to hear from someone?" Blaine asked, smiling into his water class.

"No, just checking the time."

"Are you bored?" Blaine put his glass down after taking the last sip from the glass.

"No. Not at all." Kurt covered Blaine's hand with his own. "Force of habit when you're on a time schedule."

"I almost forgot. It's been so long since we've had to worry about time or missing each other. That benefit concert was the best thing to happen to our relationship as far as time goes." They paused and stared at each other before Wes and his girlfriend Kate approached their table.

"Hey guys!" Kate greeted happily.

"Hi!" Both Kurt and Blaine said at the same time.

"Blaine you coming?"

"Oh yeah!" He turned to Kurt. "I'll be back. I have another gift for you." He looked up at Wes. "Will you keep him company?"

"Sure."

Blaine leaned forward and gave Kurt a peck on the lips before disappearing with Kate. "Do you know what he's up to?"

"Yup."

"Are you going to tell me?"

"Nope." Wes knew Kurt would be able to pull it out of him so he remained silent until Kurt saw Blaine on stage with Kate and her band.

He smiled brightly and sat up straight. He glance at Wes and saw the proud look on his face. Wes felt the same thing about Kate performing as Kurt did about Blaine.

The music began. Kate was playing the piano while Blaine stood center stage, holding the microphone on it's stand. It was a song Kurt didn't recognize. Blaine looked directly at Kurt.

When I saw your face

It was like a space

In my heart was filled

It's like I knew

From the very start

That you were every other part of me

It's like I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

You fill my heart

Oh, love of mine

Why did it take so long to find

Your touch

Hope was never gone

Even though it took so long

To find you

Because I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

And I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

You fill my heart

And I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

And I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

And I have loved you since

From the moment when

Since time began

You fill my heart

The crowd of teens clapped and cheered. The Warblers hooted and hollered for their fellow mate. Blaine turned and hugged Kate before hopping off the stage and heading for Kurt. He walked through the crowd of people, who clapped him on the shoulders and back. Girls swooned and failed at their attempts to get his attention. He made his way to Kurt and swept him up in a hug. Wes took this opportunity to leave them alone.

"That was amazing. Thank you so much." Kurt was gushing.

"I love you."

"I love you."

"Do you want to get out of here?" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear.

"What's next?"

"Dessert."

"Where are we going for dessert?"

"Back to the dorms."

"What's for dessert?"

"I'm looking at it." Blaine paid the check and made sure he tipped the waitress generously.

Two sets of eyes watched the two boys exit the building from the across the room. "Gross. I hate feelings," James spat out.

"Then Blaine isn't the one for you because that's all he's about." Thad was inspecting his nails and glancing up to watch Kurt's ass on it's way out of sight.

"We'll see."

"You sure you want to go through with it? If it's a huge let down and you get caught, it'll ruin you and you'll end up with nothing," Thad warned.

"Oh I'm sure."

"He's a bit of an obsession for you, isn't he?" Thad asked with a grin, knowing all about obsession.

"Without a doubt. I will have him, believe me when I say that. And there's nothing that twinkling fairy can do about it." Thad went back to inspecting his nails, not caring either way if James got what he wanted.

Outside the restaurant

Holding Kurt's hand tightly they hopped in the car and drove off back towards Dalton. They arrived in the fifteen minutes it took to drive back and Blaine parked his car, feeling lucky that he got a good parking spot since a lot of other people were still at the restaurant. Blaine hopped out of the car and ran to the other side to open the door for Kurt. He was feeling chivalrous.

Kurt watched the car door open, but didn't move to get out. Instead he looked up at Blaine with en expression that Blaine knew to be Kurt's "Can I have a kiss?" face. Blaine was happy to oblige and leaned his head in to give Kurt a sweet, brush of his lips, but the fair skinned boy laced his fingers in Blaine's curls and kept Blaine's face to his own. Their lips parted instinctually and Kurt felt Blaine's tongue lightly grazing his bottom lip. He opened his mouth, Blaine immediately followed along and slid his tongue into Kurt's mouth, touching Kurt's tongue and sliding it back into his own mouth.

Over and over Blaine twisted his head, opening and closing his mouth, slipping his tongue in and taking it back. Not willing to let Blaine go, Kurt kept his fingers in Blaine's hair. "Mmnn. Come inside the car," Kurt commanded between kisses.

Without leaving Kurt's lips, Blaine dipped his body into the car and pressed a button to the right side of Kurt's legs, dropping the back of the seat completely. He broke away from Kurt's mouth for only a moment and shut the car door. When he returned to kissing Kurt, he felt the excitement growing in Kurt's pants and he rewarded it with a slow, deliberate, gyration.

Kurt began mewling beneath Blaine, into his mouth. Blaine would be smiling if he could because this was a particular favorite of his. Being on top of Kurt and feeling him tremble beneath him. Kurt finally let go of Blaine's hair and brought his hands down to Blaine's ass grabbing it tightly and moving his hands along with Blaine's thrusts, as if guiding him the way he wished.

"Uhng! Blaine!" The feeling of Blaine's erect cock on his thigh, busting to get out of it's cloth prison was too much for Kurt. He could feel his stomach tightening and loosening again and again to the point of it getting painful. He moaned out for release.

"Fuck Blaine. Oh, Blaine. Uhng! Blaine I want you inside me."

Blaine loved hearing his name being called out by Kurt. He rewarded him with a slow, hard push of his hips.

"Honey, I'm going to cum in my pants. Uhng! Don't stop. Mmnn, you feel so good."

No sooner than Kurt finished saying that, their movement stopped to the sound of tapping on the window. David, Trent, and Jeff were standing outside the car. Blaine groaned and buried his face so they others wouldn't see his skin turn scarlet.

"Hey love birds," David called through the window. "We were on our way in and were wondering if you were going to come, but it looks like you're already on your way."

Kurt saw the smirk on David's face. He was teasing his friend on purpose. Trent was looking on with a raised eyebrow as if he were enjoying the show and Jeff just looked stunned to be seeing two guys go at it the way Kurt and Blaine were. Kurt wasn't amused. He was very much annoyed. He made a face and flipped up his middle finger at David, vowing that he'd get back at him for ruining his almost orgasm.

The boys left, chuckling to themselves as the headed toward David's car. Kurt dropped his head all the way back. Blaine turned his head to face Kurt and brought his left hand up to stroke the side of Kurt's face. "I guess voyeurism is a bad idea in a school parking lot," Blaine said with a giggle in his voice.

"I'm going to kill David."

"Baby, no. It's fine. He's just being a boy."

"We should probably get up before anyone else sees us, shouldn't we?"

"Can we wait a few minutes?"

"I don't wanna wait to start undressing you."

"I don't want to walk through hallways with a raging hard-on."

Blaine expected Kurt to rebuttal with a witty comeback, but instead he kissed Blaine tenderly, opening and closing his mouth, tasting the salad dressing in his saliva, and moaning quietly.

Blaine responded by kissing him back with equal tenderness and couldn't stop his hips from moving his groin against Kurt again. He worked his hips slow and gracefully, not as dramatic as his usual pushes and pulls.

"Mmnn. What I wouldn't give for you to be wearing a kilt right now."

"Ng. Why?"

"I could fuck you with our clothes and no one would know."

"Uhng. That's so hot. I'll have to keep that in mind."

"I fucking love you. I want to make love to you so hard." Blaine's gyrations became more deliberate and he added more pressure. "Mmnn." He licked his lips and began nibbling Kurt's neck. "Imagine me screwing you right now." Blaine trust against Kurt's enclosed cock hard, his pace quickening. Kurt responded with a loud moan, his breathing becoming ragged and mewling. "Imagine my dick inside you, filling you completely. Fulfilling your every need. Tell me how much you need it."

"Uhng!"

"Say it. Tell me you need it."

"Ohh! Blaine I fucking needed your cock. I'm empty with out you."

"Keep going. Talk dirty to me." Blaine began grunting as he worked his mouth expertly around Kurt's ears and neck and gyrated his hips, making sure this feeling would last.

"Oh-Ohh. I can't wait to get inside to impale myself on your gorgeous dick. You're fucking huge dick. Uhng I want it in my mouth."

"Yeah."

"In my ass. I fucking need your dick. Cum for me, Baby Uhgn! Mmnn! I want your cum."

In a weird moment, but in the sexiest voice Kurt ever heard Blaine make, Blaine asked, "Can I call you names?"

Kurt didn't care what Blaine called him, as long as he didn't stop what he was doing. He just wanted the release that he knew was soon to come. "Yes. Anything, Baby."

"You want me to cum?" He thrust excruciatingly hard for Kurt and the slamming sensation sent his moans into a tizzy.

"Shit. Yes. I want your cum so bad."

"You're such a slut, aren't you, you little cum slut."

"Uhng. Fuck me harder! I want it so bad."

Blaine wasn't sure what came over him, or why he wanted to use such an awful word to describe his lover, but it sounded sexy coming out of his mouth and Kurt played along. Blaine thrust harder against Kurt and he knew a few more of those would send him over the edge. "Like this?" he asked grinding harder than he ever had. "Fuck you like this, my fucking slut?" He tried as hard as he could to hold himself together so that he wouldn't climax before Kurt.

"Ahhh. Yes. Oh Fuck yes. Like that. Shit! Mmnn. Ahh Fuck Blaine I'm- uhng I'm- Fuck I'm cumming."

Thank God! Blaine thought because he couldn't hold it in any longer and his pants dampened at the feel of Kurt's throbbing cock beneath his. He ground down and rode out his own throbbing orgasm.

Kurt held onto Blaine tightly and couldn't stop himself from dropping Blaine's name from his lips throughout his entire orgasm. Blaine eyes rolled behind his head at the sound of "Fuck Blaine" and "Oh Blaine." He couldn't get enough of hearing Kurt say his name.

When their breathing returned to normal and Blaine went back to smiling lazily and stroking Kurt's hair, Kurt smiled back at Blaine and said, "I hope that was just the dish that the real dessert gets served on."

"Not full yet?" Blaine asked with a smirk.

"No. Definitely not full."

"Good." Blaine placed a tiny kiss on Kurt's nose. "Because this wasn't even planned. I know you like arts and crafts so dessert has a bit of an art feel to it."

"Should I even ask?"

"No. But you'll like it. It's delicious."

"Do we need to wash up before dessert?" Kurt asked hinting toward a round in the shower.

"No, but we will after."

"What do you have planned Blaine Anderson?"

Blaine popped the door open and began scooting out of the car. "Come on." He held out his hand. "I'll show you."