As soon as Blaine said the words he felt it was a huge mistake, had he possibly destroyed his friendship with Kurt?
Is Kurt too drunk to make a rational decision (Not that anything about this is rational)?
Did Kurt even really want him in that way?
Oh god is he a virgin?
It could be, Blaine had never heard Kurt talk about previous boyfriends or anything really related to Blaine thinking that he has had some sort of a sex life.
Shit he had just screwed this up royally. He just needed damage control now, what could he possibly do to make this better?

Think Blaine, Think!

“Yes”
“What?” Blaine said half in shock.
“What?” Kurt echoed him and suddenly became red in the face. “No I mean, shit. You didn’t even say anything. God, this day I swear. I just got way ahead of myself, I’m sorry I didn’t even, I mean –“ Kurt was stuttering now, he had averted his eyes away from Blaine and was suddenly very interested the seam of his shirt.
“Kurt shut up” Blaine said to put him out of his misery. He put his hand under Kurt’s chin to get him to look at him. “What I meant to say was, do you want to do it? We can’t deny this vibe we have between us and, really Kurt; it’s killing me, sometimes I just can’t think straight when I’m around you. All I can think about is how I want to just kiss you”
Blaine said with a lot more courage than he thought he had in him.

Kurt looked at him for a while, just staring; like he was seeing him for the first time. His eyes traveled from Blaine’s eyes no his nose, cheekbones, jaw, chin and finally after what seemed to Blaine as an eternity, his mouth.

There his gaze lingered until very slowly, so slowly you could hardly see it; Kurt started leaning in.

‘This is it, this is it, oh my god’ was all Blaine could think as Kurt came closer and closer until his mouth was just hovering over Blaine’s.

He spoke then leaving Blaine a little startled because he had entirely forgot that mouths had any other function than kissing other lips.
“Are you sure?” Kurt asked and his alcohol scented but fresh breath washed over Blaine’s lips, and it was glorious.

Blaine didn’t ever pretend to think about it, he had been thinking about it. For way to long now, it was time to put thoughts into action.
So he gave him no other answer than to close the very short distance between them and press his lips ever so gently against Kurt’s slightly parted ones.

It was a very significant moment; it was the moment that would decide how all other moments would turn out.
They were both acutely aware of this, they felt the enormity and it was so overwhelming that they became numb. Numb all the way from the top of their head to the tips of their toes.
The reason that this moment, or rather kiss was so deciding, so ruling was because when their lips met they both realized the same thing: I am in love, and nothing could ever be better than this.

Of course Blaine thought that this was one sided and it made him a little sad but not for long because he couldn’t focus on anything else than the feel of Kurt inexperienced lips against his experienced ones.

Soon their kiss grew more intense and before long Blaine was hovering over Kurt catching and releasing Kurt’s lips until it made both of them dizzy.

Blaine couldn’t believe this was happening; he was giddy with happiness and quite honestly; arousal.
His dick had become unbearably hard, he also didn’t know how far Kurt would be willing to take this, so it was with great self restraint that he held his hips above Kurt’s instead of doing what would just feel so good and grind his hips hard until his dick met Kurt’s own erection.

Their breathing had become labored; their tongues numb from exhaustion and their hands braver with their journey along each other bodies. After Blaine had covered every part of Kurt he could reach with firm but gentile strokes, he settled his hands against Kurt’s biceps, clutching on to them in frustration.
Kurt’s palms were pressed against the swell of Blaine’s ass, just laying there tauntingly, when he could so easily reach just a little further and squeeze and stroke and gaaahhhhh, how could one person handle so much sexual frustration?
And in his hazy state, without even realizing it, Blaine tore his lips from Kurt’s and lowered them to his left ear and growled.
It was an animalistic growl, not intended to spur either of them on or heighten pleasure but simply pure instinct.

Kurt

It startled Kurt, suddenly Blaine denied him of his lips, and just when Kurt was going to let out a helpless whimper, Blaine fucking growled right in his ear.
And for the first time since they had started this, Kurt opened his eyes. Blaine was almost crouching over him in a protective manner.
The look in his green and usually innocent eyes was so intense and fucking pure sex that Kurt’s cock gave an excited jump, he just looked so all man.
Right in that moment Kurt wanted to throw away all his morals, all his rules and let Blaine carry him to the bed and fuck him into it.
But instead he just looked into Blaine’s eyes and tried to meet his ferocity. He just might have succeeded because Blaine slammed his lips back to his proceeded to kiss him like his life depended on it.

“mmm Blaine” Kurt moaned. Actually moaned.
It’s funny because Kurt had always though that moaning was something invented in porn or girls did to excite the guy. But now he understood, it just happened.

“What do you want Kurt?” Blaine asked hotly into his ear “ I can give you everything that you want” the word ‘everything’ was punctuated with Blaine’s grinding hips.
All of this made it very had to think. ‘I am a virgin’ Kurt thought ‘Do I want to lose that virginity with yeah, I guy I’m madly in love with, but might never love me back?’
Yes, the answer to that question is yes, even though this didn’t mean as much to Blaine as it did to Kurt, he was willing to do everything to be closer to him.
So that’s why Kurt answered, albeit a little out of breath.

“Everything”

Blaine moaned loudly at that statement, and even thought Kurt thought that it wasn’t possible; his movements became even more intense.
They were all tangled up on Blaine’s couch; to an outsider it would seem as they were trying against all odds to fuse their bodies together, it quite honestly must have looked pretty ridiculous.
But to them it was the most wonderful thing in the world, the movements of Blaine’s hips had become erratic, his mouth and tongue on Kurt’s throat had become insistent, not that Kurt was complaining.

“Wrap your legs around me” Blaine said huskily when he found time to breath in between kisses.

Kurt did and immediately understood why Blaine told him to; like this he could feel Blaine’s denim clad erection move against his own erection, and it was glorious.

Blaine kept attacking Kurt’s neck and Kurt just threw his head back in pleasure and let Blaine do what ever he wanted to him.

Kurt’s hands had traveled from the swell of Blaine’s bottom to his hair were they were massaging and pulling.

One of Blaine’s hands were supporting his weight above Kurt, while the other one was holding the back of Kurt’s thigh so his thrusts could be met steadily.

Kurt was feeling all…tingly, giddy even. His lower abdomen felt heavy and his toes felt numb. Said toes curled in pleasure when Blaine thrusts became particularly passionate.

“Wait, Blaine, Blaine” Kurt said, the sound of his voice weak “ I’m gonna.. im. Ah. Come Blaine”

Kurt saw on his friends face that he was not far from loosing it as well so he gripped his hips and stilled him.

“Blaine wait” he almost panted “Do we wanna, you know.. finish this just yet?” There was almost nothing that Kurt wanted to do more than release this exquisite orgasm, but there was one thing he wanted more and that was to feel Blaine hot and heavy inside of him.

However Blaine did not seem to have the sense to think further than his own sexual frustration. He looked at Kurt, intense and with pupils so dilated that it was almost impossible to make out the beautiful green in them. He then said in all seriousness
“There is no fucking time”
He then proceeded to unbutton Kurt’s pants and shove them just below his hipbones, from his boxers he pulled out Kurt’s extremely hard dick. For a moment, just before the lingering effects of the alcohol sunk in; Kurt blushed bright red. He had never ever exposed himself like this in front of anyone.
Blaine was just looking at it and had been for over a minute, looking curious and kind of…content. But at this time Kurt had gotten over his awkwardness, not only was he drunk but he reminded himself that this was still Blaine; regardless of the fact that he was his best friend. But who better to do this with but a person you completely trust?
Blaine looked into Kurt’s eyes now, his gaze still just as intense, if not even more so. He kept his eyes on Kurt while he also maneuvered his pants of and drew his equally hard cock out of his boxers.
“I always pegged you for a tidy whities kind of guy” Kurt blurted out before he could stop himself. But Blaine acted as though he had never said anything; he just kept his eyes on Kurt’s.
He still did as the lowered their hips together and started thrusting, lightly at first but slowly his thrusts became harder and faster.
Soon they were both panting and moaning. Blaine could no longer keep his head up so he had opted for resting it in the nook of Kurt’s neck.
They formed a symphony of their names, sounds like “Oh” and “Ah”, and to them it was the equivalent of Mozart.

Kurt couldn’t keep this up much longer though, he got closer and closer to the edge with every single drag of Blaine’s cock against his own, with every hot breath Blaine exhaled against his neck and every sweet whisper of his name from Blaine’s mouth.

“Blaine” He breathed into his ear. Blaine didn’t respond in any other way than moaning. “I, I’m gonna come soon…I can’t hold it.. oh my god”

Now finally; Blaine drew his face from his nook and kissed Kurt with every ounce of passion he had, then proceeded to lower his swollen mouth to Kurt’s ear and whisper the magic word what would free this insisting thing in Kurt’s belly.
“Come” He breathed.
And oh did he, it was the most glorious thing that Kurt had ever felt. This was no normal orgasm, this was something godlike, it seemed to go on forever but simultaneously only for a few seconds, either way it was too short.

Blaine followed as these things go. Together they formed a sticky mess between them that seemed way to insignificant a result of what they had just shared.

They lay there together for what seemed like eons, breathing the same air and basking in the afterglow.

The thing is though. This is something that is almost never mentioned in books on movies and it could potentially ruin the mood, no it definitely would.

Kurt really, really had to pee.

He could either lie here in this moment he never wanted to end and suffer the consequences or he could just come clean and ruin this moment.

He was just about to open his mouth when Blaine lifted his head from Kurt’s chest and uttered four beautiful words

“I have to pee”

And if Kurt hadn’t known already that he was in love; he knew now.