Kurt woke up Saturday morning to Burt gently shaking him awake. "Kurt," he said, still holding his shoulder. Burt was trying to be quiet because he didn't want to wake the half naked boy wrapped around Kurt. Kurt barely fluttered his eyes open and made a "mm?" noise to let his father know he was listening. "I have to go into work, but Carol's here. You're not grounded anymore, but I expect you two to behave yourselves. I trust you."

"Mm-kay," Kurt murmured. "Love you."

"Love you too. And Kurt?" he asked.

"Mmm?"

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I do trust you. I just get nervous about the sex stuff. I told you before that I'd rather not know about it. So, I'm sorry that I overreacted."

"Mm. Me too, Dad."

"All right, Kiddo. Be good."

Kurt buried his face in the stuffed puppy and fell back asleep. It wasn't until he felt Blaine's lips brushing his neck that he began stirring again. He awoke fully at the sound of Blaine's quiet moans and feel of Blaine's warm body pressed to his. To Kurt's astonishment, he was already fully erect in his briefs and moaned when he felt Blaine's hand slip across his skin and cup his bulge.

"Shh," Blaine cooed quietly. "Door's open," he whispered.

Kurt flicked his eyes over to the doorway and found that Blaine was right. His dad must have left it open when he came to tell Kurt he was leaving. He made motion to move to get up and close it, but Blaine only held him tighter and ground his erection into Kurt's ass.

"Don't get up," Blaine commanded sweetly.

"They'll hear us."

Blaine kissed Kurt's neck and Kurt inhaled sharply to stifle a moan. "I was under the impression that you didn't mind everyone knowing how awesome our sex is." Blaine kissed Kurt's neck again and gyrated his hips again, creating a slow, even momentum of friction against Kurt's supple ass. He growled low and Kurt heard a small menacing chuckle.

"Is this payback?"

"Revenge?" Blaine asked mischievously. "Heavens no. This is me wanting to fuck you and to test how far you'd go knowing someone could walk past the door and see us or hear us before stopping me to get up and shut the door."

"I want to get up and shut the door now," Kurt stated.

Blaine slipped his hand inside Kurt's underwear and took hold of his cock, wasting no time pumping it back and forth. "You do?" Blaine jerked Kurt's hardened member in co ordinance with his hips. "Go ahead. Go close it."

Kurt moaned when Blaine didn't stop despite him telling Kurt to close the door. His eyes rolled from a wave of pleasure that ran through his body. His stomach muscles began contracting. Instead of getting up, he leaned forward and reached over the stuffed animal to his bedside table.

Blaine took his hand out of Kurt's briefs because Kurt was now on his stomach as he reached into the drawer and pulled out a condom and his bottle of lube. Blaine was kissing around Kurt's back, giving him goosebumps, while Kurt was grabbing said items.

Blaine quickly grabbed the condom and rolled it on himself after pushing his boxers down slightly. Then he took the bottle from Kurt's hand and leaned forward on top of Kurt's back. "Like this, My love?" He ground his hips and Kurt inhaled sharply again when he felt Blaine's dick pressing against him. Blaine was teasing Kurt.

No, Kurt thought. Not teasing… torturing. Fuck I want him so bad. He heard light footsteps and counted his lucky stars that Rachel didn't look in when she tip-toed past.

Blaine saw this too and he rolled onto his side and brought Kurt with him so that they were spooning like they were while they slept. "Or a little more discrete?" Blaine very easily popped the top off the lube and with one hand, squeezed some out onto his hand and snapped the cover back shut. He tugged Kurt's briefs down just far enough to get to what he wanted: Kurt's puckered entrance. He dipped not one but two fingers into Kurt without hesitation. "Hmm? Tell me what you want." He kissed and nipped at Kurt's neck again. "Tell me, Love." He pressed his fingers to Kurt's prostate, fingering him at a quickened pace. "This? Is this what you want?" He added a third finger and quickened his pace even more.

Kurt could feel himself getting close to orgasming, but Blaine knew that this wasn't what he wanted. "Oh God, fuck me," Kurt moaned as silently as he could. "Uhng. Fuck me."

"Yeah? Is that what you want?" He made a point of hitting Kurt's prostrate with his fingers again and again while he spoke. "You want me to fuck you?"

Kurt felt his stomach muscles tightening. "God. Shit. Fuck, Blaine. You're gonna miss your chance. Fuck me. Hard. Do it now."

Blaine took his fingers out of Kurt and did as he was told. He grabbed his own dick and positioned it against Kurt and pushed himself into Kurt hard. He moaned into Kurt's neck. Blaine knew this would be quick and he fucked his beloved hard and fast while Kurt whispered "fuck me" over and over.

Kurt grabbed himself and pumped his cock in time with Blaine. In less than two minutes time his ejaculation was pooling in his hand.

In a move that would normally make Kurt instantly hard again, Blaine continued to pace in and out of Kurt, moaning into his ear; he took Kurt's hand, the one with Kurt's come on it, and brought it up to his lips. He opened his mouth and licked Kurt's palm clean, lapping up every drop.

If Kurt hadn't been so tired, that one move would have sent him coming again twice. He could sense Blaine getting closer to his own climax as his arms tightened around him in a vise grip, stabalizing Kurt's body and fucking him quickly. "Ahh. Oh fuck, Kurt. Uhng, Kurt, Fuck. Ah. Ah. Fuck I love you-you feel so good. Oh, uhng. Mmnn." He bit down on his lip and his orgasm exploded from his loins.

They lay there unmoving for a few minutes, catching their breath and coming down from their climactic high. Their bodies were sweaty and warm and their hearts were racing. Blaine pulled himself out of Kurt and dropped the condom in the waste basket on his side of the bed. He rolled back to find Kurt facing him.

Kurt parted his lips and kissed Blaine tenderly, grazing his tongue across Blaine's. "I love you," he said, holding Blaine's face.

"As I love you." After a few minutes of quiet and staring into one another's eyes, Blaine asked what time it was.

"A little after seven. Carol will be waking up soon." Kurt's eyes were becoming heavy. "Can we go back to sleep?"

"Mm-hmm. Turn around. I like holding you while you sleep."

"Kurt Coblaine is a good cuddler."

"What?" Blaine asked.

"The dog. That's what I named him: Kurt Coblaine."

They both laughed lazily. "That is the corniest thing I have ever heard," laughed Blaine.

"I know, but it's cute." Kurt turned around and hugged the stuffed puppy close while Blaine did the same to Kurt.

"Can I take you out to a movie today?"

"Sure. Can we have sex again today?"

"We can have sex as many times as you want, My Love."

Kurt was almost asleep. "Mm. I would like to fuck you. I would also like to blow you."

Blaine smiled into Kurt's hair and kissed him softly. "I'm sure we can find time for both of those things and a movie."

"I feel very horny today. There may be more. You may be all sexed out for a while."

"That much huh? Don't worry, My Love. I can never have too much sex with you." He kissed his hair again and snuggled closer, closing his eyes. "Now sleep."

Kurt wasn't lying about being really horny. They woke up around eleven to an empty house. Carol left a note on Kurt's door, telling him she took Finn clothes shopping. "I would have brought you along, but I didn't want to wake you and Blaine up." Kurt was happy with this fucked Blaine in the shower. Taking advantage of an empty house, he allowed himself to scream and moan as loud as he pleased.

On the drive to the movie theater an hour and a half or so later, Blaine asked why Kurt was so antsy all of a sudden and Kurt said that maybe is was being almost a month without him and his body was telling him to catch up for lost time.

"Come to think of it, there is something I'd like to try," Kurt said into his fingertips as he thought.

"What's that?" Blaine asked, still looking at the road.

Kurt smiled and narrowed his eyes. He swung the strap of his seat belt behind him and immediately began unzipping Blaine's pants. "Wait, what are you doing?" Blaine asked surprised and nervous.

"Road head," Kurt said happily. "I'm going to blow you while you drive. Don't get into an accident."

Before Blaine had a chance to stop him, Kurt had Blaine in his mouth, rolling his tongue around and feeling Blaine go from soft to hard inside him. It didn't take long for Blaine to not be able to concentrate and he pulled over onto a dead end road. He put his hand on top of Kurt's head and watched him bob his head up and down.

Blaine's breath was ragged and he was trying to keep quiet and normal faced in case anyone drove by and saw a random kid in a car making sexed-out expressions.

"You're going to be the death of me, Love," Blaine said to Kurt when he was finished. Kurt giggled, feeling very proud of himself. "You've made me come three times today… three. We've been awake for about the same amount of hours."

"You can always tell me to stop."

"Why would I do that?" Blaine smiled.

Kurt flashed a cheshiring grin back. "That's what I thought."

He considered it payback for Blaine making him keep the bedroom door open by giving him a hand job in the theater. Kurt was happy that they chose a movie that didn't have many people in the audience and they were able to sit alone in the corner where no one could see or suspect a thing.

When the movie was over Kurt and Blaine both went to the bathroom and when Kurt saw that no one was in it, he dragged Blaine into a stall and with a smirk, he simply said "Blow me."

This was now beginning to become a game with the two of them. Blaine had never attempted to see how many times he could come in a day, but Kurt was certainly willing to test that idea. After he happily sucked Kurt off in the bathroom, their running total for the day was Blaine: four. Kurt: three. "I have to catch up," Blaine said on the drive back to Kurt's house.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"I've gotten off more times than you today. I have to make it even."

And even it up, he did when they returned and found the house empty still and Blaine blew Kurt again in the kitchen while Kurt was making them a snack.

After all their excursions from the time they first woke up to the episode in the kitchen, Kurt was extremely tired around dinner time and he brought out a blanket after dinner to the garden to nap with Blaine on. He spread it out, out of sight, in the knoll with the roses.

Blaine had other ideas and made love to Kurt softly on the blanket.

"You're the very best part of my life," Blaine said as they cuddled in bed that night.

"I am?" Kurt smiled, kissing their entwined fingers.

"Yes and don't you forget it. I lost you once and I'm never letting you go again."

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."

"And neither am I. I love you, Kurt. With all of my heart."

"I know you do. I always knew. I always knew I did too."

Blaine closed the few inches distance between them and kissed Kurt passionately. "Remember when we said that we'd never be able to ride off into the sun set?" Kurt nodded his head. "After everything we've been through, I'm starting to think that maybe we can some day. After all this, and graduation, and college. We can move somewhere together and just be. It can be so easy. We'll have careers, supportive families, friends, and best of all, we'll still have each other."

"Like breathing," Kurt mused. Blaine smiled, but looked at Kurt quizzically. "That's what I told my dad. Being with you is like breathing. It's easy and an involluntary action. I was drawn to you the second I saw you and through all this shit that we've been through in such a short time, you're still the only one I want to be with. You're the very best part of my day too. I love you now and I'll love you always."

Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek with his freehand and kissed Kurt tenderly.

"Promise?" Blaine asked with a smile.

"Promise."

"I love you."

"Forever?" Kurt questioned, already knowing what Blaine's answer will be.

"And ever."