Blaine couldn't stop the small flutter of nerves swooping in his stomach as Kurt led him down the hallway towards Kurt's bedroom. They kicked their shoes off quickly before walking into the room. He pushed the door shut although it was certain that Rachel wouldn't be returning and turned to face his boyfriend. Their eyes met and Blaine could see that Kurt's eyes were darkening with lust, causing Blaine to huff out a small nervous laugh. He crossed the room and pressed his lips to Kurt's softly at first, letting his hands drop to the other man's waist to squeeze gently. Kurt hummed against his lips and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck to pull them closer together.

When Blaine felt Kurt's tongue running smoothly across his bottom lip, he walked them both backwards until the back of Kurt's knees hit the edge of the bed and they both fell onto it. Blaine grinned against Kurt's lips and pushed the dustsheets away from the mattress and onto the floor where a number of tubes of paint sat. Blaine adored how artistic Kurt's room was and how it portrayed his boyfriend so well. He never used to understand it when someone would say that a room was 'very you' to someone else, yet now after visiting Kurt's room he got it. The room was full of gorgeous paintings and fancy artist equipment which summed up Kurt well but it was also arranged in what could only be described as an organised mess, which was just like Kurt in all the right ways. It also had the lingering smell of coffee and Kurt's cologne and, strangely enough, sunshine. It was the very essence of Kurt Hummel and Blaine breathed it in hungrily.

"B?" Kurt's voice pulled him from his thoughts, "Are you going to kiss me or just stare at me?"

Blaine laughed and pushed himself up slightly, his hands on the mattress either side of Kurt's head who was looking up at him curiously.

"Sorry, I was thinking" Blaine grinned, leaning down to kiss the tip of Kurt's nose.

"Now is not the time for thinking" Kurt scolded playfully, reaching up to slide a hand around the back of Blaine's neck, pulling him back down so that their chests were flushed together.

"You shouldn't be so damn gorgeous then should you" Blaine smirked, causing Kurt to smile almost shyly. Blaine didn't give him a chance to reply, instead wrapping an arm under Kurt's back and lifting him slightly to drag them both further up the bed. Once they were rested on the pillows, Kurt parted his legs so that Blaine could place himself inbetween them, their hip bones digging into each other but not uncomfortably. Blaine smiled down at Kurt when the latter wrapped his legs around Blaine's back and lifted his hips up slightly, pushing himself into Blaine. Both men hummed in delight and their lips found each others once more.

"Taking things slowly, yeah?" Kurt mumbled against Blaine's mouth, their lips barely touching and their warm breath mingling together. Blaine's heart warmed at Kurt's words, knowing that his boyfriend understood that Blaine didn't want to go the entire way just yet. He wanted to savour every moment of learning Kurt's body, having it all over and done with in one night wouldn't suffice.

"Yeah" Blaine breathed out, searching Kurt's eager eyes before closing the distance between their lips again. Their tongues instantly met in Kurt's mouth and Blaine could feel his boyfriend's soft moans vibrate through him as he pushed his hips down into Kurt's again. He could feel Kurt growing hard against his leg so he sat up, straddling Kurt's thighs. Kurt was breathing heavily and looked up at Blaine curiously.

Blaine gave him a reassuring smile as he tugged at the hem of Kurt's shirt.

"Can I..?" Blaine asked, trailing off suggestively. Kurt grinned and gave a nod of approval before lifting his arms up above his head. Blaine tugged his boyfriend's shirt off and threw it to the floor, shortly followed by his own when Kurt pulled on the bottom of it. Kurt was running his hands across Blaine's broad chest whilst Blaine sat back and drank in Kurt's appearance. His chest was just as smooth and creamy pale as the rest of his skin and Blaine couldn't resist leaning forward to press kisses across it. His fingers were splayed across Kurt's rib cage, fitting into the slots there perfectly. He ghosted his thumbs across the skin as he started to suck marks into Kurt's collarbone. The other man was moaning softly, his hands finding their way into Blaine's hair and tugging it gently until they were face to face again. Kurt's pupils were blown wide with lust, his lips dark from where Blaine had been kissing them. He already looked wrecked and they had barely started yet. The sight set off the butterflies in Blaine's stomach and he surged forwards to kiss Kurt hungrily, rocking his hips against Kurt's and swallowing his deep moans of approval.

"I t-think you should be wearing less clothes" Kurt mumbled as he kissed his way down Blaine's jaw, his tongue lapping across the skin. Blaine was about to reply when he found himself being rolled over onto his back, Kurt suddenly above him and grinning mischievously. Blaine failed to suppress his groan at the sight of Kurt because he was pretty sure he had never seen anything more sexy in his entire life. He ran his fingertips up and down Kurt's arms as Kurt undid his belt buckle, slipping it out of the loops in his jeans and throwing it onto the floor with their shirts. He glanced at Blaine under his eyelashes before unbuttoning the jeans, rolling down the zip and finally tugging them completely off Blaine's legs. Blaine couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed at his straining boxers when Kurt was looking at him so devilishly. He tapped Kurt's knee impatiently, bringing Kurt out of his gaze so that he could strip out of his own trousers. Blaine was more than happy to see that Kurt was suffering from the same problem, if it could even be called a problem. He was too turned on to even use his brain at that moment.

"God, you're beautiful" Blaine whimpered as Kurt crawled back on top of him. Kurt's smirk slipped into a soft smile instead and all neediness seemed to vanish, being replaced instead by warmth and affection between the two men. Kurt caught Blaine's eyes and held the gaze.

"You're beyond that" Kurt assured, running his fingertips down Blaine's cheeks before resting both hands around the back of his boyfriend's neck.

Blaine sat up against the pillows with Kurt still in his lap. Their chests were flushed together and Blaine could feel the heat emitting from the two of them. Their crotches were pressed together and as Kurt moved further into Blaine's lap, sweet friction was created which had the two men clinging to each other desperately, gasping into each other's mouths. Blaine was mapping out Kurt's body with his eyes, from the way his collarbones jutted out down to the soft layer of fine hair covering his legs. Blaine wanted to spend hours running his hands along Kurt's porcelain skin, touching each inch of his body and kissing every hollow and dent.

Blaine's hands ran across Kurt's smooth stomach, his fingertips dancing across the band of Kurt's boxers causing goosebumps to decorate the skin there. He could hear Kurt's breath stuttering as his fingertips dipped into the waist band and before he could entirely process it, Kurt was out of his lap and sitting on the edge of the bed. Blaine was about to protest until he saw Kurt shimmying out of his boxers and his heart stopped in his chest momentarily before speeding up violently again. He was too busy staring in wonder at how Kurt's body practically glowed in the growing darkness of the room to see that his boyfriend was looking at him expectantly. Blaine finally met his gaze when Kurt turned to face him fully and he could feel the blush painting his cheeks but still didn't move. He was in complete awe of the beauty in front of him and it was possible that his brain was short circuiting because they were really about to do this and Blaine was the luckiest guy in the world for it.

Kurt, although finding it endearing, grew impatient of the staring match and decided that Blaine really need to be naked so took it into his own hands. He crawled across the space between them and kissed Blaine quickly before sliding his boxers down his legs and throwing them over the side of the bed. A blush was still rich in Blaine's cheeks and Kurt couldn't resist kissing them, feeling the heat emitting from them. He kissed his way up Blaine's jaw and nuzzled into the skin beneath his ear as he sat down in his lap once more. The feeling of Kurt's crotch pressed against Blaine's with no layers of clothing inbetween them sent shivers of delight down Blaine's spine and he lifted his hips, pushing them up into Kurt's rhythmically. Kurt's eyes closed in desire and his head rolled back at the touch. Blaine took advantage of his current position, leaning forward to run his teeth slowly across Kurt's exposed neck.

He found the pulse point in Kurt's neck, feeling the blood in Kurt's veins pumping strongly against his lips. He tightened his arms around Kurt's waist, pulling him in even closer as their hips continued to thrust together. The heat of their skin pressed together was almost too much and Blaine could almost feel sparks of electricity flying at the touch. He sunk his teeth into Kurt's neck, sucking the flesh into his mouth and lapping over it with his tongue until he was certain a mark would be left to join the rest of the marks across his chest.

"B-Blaine" Kurt stuttered, rolling his head forwards to meet Blaine's lust blown gaze. Their foreheads met, their lips brushing together softly, not quite kissing but feeling the warmth of each other's deep breaths. The mixture of Kurt's weight in his lap and the sensation of his length rubbing against Blaine's soon had heat pooling into Blaine's stomach. Kurt seemed to sense this as he pushed Blaine backwards until he was lying against the pillows and Kurt started to thrust his hips erratically into Blaine's, their eyes never leaving each other's as waves of pleasure washed through them. Blaine tried to hold on a little longer, not wanting the moment to ever end. He was surrounded by everything Kurt and it was overwheming and amazing and so utterly perfect that he started to chant his lover's name in mantra.

Kurt placed one of his hands next to Blaine's head on the pillows and he used the other to wrap around them both. He jerked them both off until Blaine was moaning into Kurt's mouth, coming hot and fast between them. Kurt soon followed and he pressed their lips together, sucking Blaine's tongue into his mouth as they rode out their orgasms.

Once they were both spent, Kurt fell against Blaine's chest breathing heavily, his cheek against Blaine's heart which was beating loudly. Blaine sighed contently and ran his fingertips down Kurt's spine, damp and warm with a layer of sweat. Kurt's dead weight was a little heavy on Blaine but he wouldn't have it any other way, wrapping his arms tightly around Kurt and kissing the top of his head.

"You're amazing" Kurt whispered against Blaine's skin, kissing his collarbone and running his hand down Blaine's arm.

Blaime hummed in reply, too exhausted to form words but hoping that the way he held Kurt would supply the fact that the feeling was mutual.

"We need to clean up" Kurt sighed, sitting up from his position and reaching over to his bedside drawer. Blaine grumbled in protest but allowed Kurt to wipe their stomachs clean, throwing the used tissues into the bin in the corner of the room. Blaine looked up at Kurt through half closed eyelids and reached up to try and pull his boyfriend back down. Kurt scrunched his nose at Blaine playfully and grabbed his hands, linking their fingers together.

"You are the best thing that's ever happened to me" Blaine whispered, his voice rough from moaning too much.

Kurt's cheeks, which had already been pink from their activities, flushed darker and he ducked his head shyly. Blaine leant up on an elbow and placed his other hand at the back of Kurt's neck, playing with the soft hair there. He brought Kurt's face down to his and kissed him sweetly. When they pulled apart they were both smiling softly, rubbing the tips of their noses together. Blaine pressed one more chaste kiss against Kurt's lips before pulling him back down. Kurt pulled the blanket out from underneath them before covering their bodies with it. He tucked himself into Blaine's side, his arm slung around Blaine's middle and his head on his chest. Their legs tangled together naturally and Blaine felt so at peace that sleep soon washed over him.

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Blaine woke up slowly a few hours later, his eyes blinking until they were able to stay open against the bright light of the room he was in. It took a few moments of confusion to remember where he was but when recognition took place a bright smile cracked his features and he squeezed his eyes shut tightly again, biting down onto his bottom lip to suppress the happy squeal trying to escape from his mouth. He looked to the left of him to find the bed empty, the sheets cold meaning Kurt had left the bed a while ago. Blaine frowned slightly as he was kind of hoping they could cuddle when they woke up (and possibly go for round 2) but there must have been a good reason for Kurt leaving the bed so Blaine went back to his happy thoughts.

He couldn't believe how perfect the evening had been, how perfect Kurt was. It was definitely worth the wait and Blaine could only hope that his boyfriend felt the same way. He had never felt so connected to someone in that way before, he felt like he could have melted right onto Kurt and become one with the other man. And to know that Kurt was his, that they would have all of the time in the world to go even further within their relationship, to learn even more about each other and each other's bodies. It was the best feeling in the world for Blaine who had never had that opportunity before. To have it with someone like Kurt was phenominal and everything Blaine had ever wanted.

Thinking about Kurt suddenly made the bed feel way too lonely and Blaine stretched out his over-relaxed limbs before sitting up. He pulled on his boxers which had been thrown onto the floor by Kurt and gave the bed once last look before standing up. He really hoped he would be acquainted with the bed again very soon, but for now he had to find his boyfriend. Blaine was halfway toward the bedroom door when he realised something was out of place in the room. He turned back around slowly and let his eyes drift across the space to search out what was different. It took less than a minute for Blaine to realise and when he did his heart gave a happy jolt in his chest.

He walked over to the easel that was always set up in the corner of Kurt's room with a canvas sat on it. The previous night when Blaine and Kurt had entered the room, although Blaine was slightly distracted, he knew that the painting resting on the easel was the portrait of himself in the Diner. That painting however was now sat on the floor next to various other canvases, a new painting having taken its place.

"Oh," Blaine breathed out shakily as he drew even closer. The bright shine on the canvas told Blaine that the paint was yet to dry completely so he had to suppress the urge to run his fingers across yet another painting of himself.

Kurt had clearly left the bed a long time ago because there in front of Blaine was a fully detailed portrait of himself, eyes closed and lips parted into a tiny smile, clearly fast asleep. The smooth blends of paint that created his face showed how utterly at peace Blaine was in Kurt's bed, sheets pulled up to his hips and what appeared to be a pillow crease on his cheek. Blaine quickly looked into the mirror that hung above Kurt's bed and yep, that was a pillow crease. He scrubbed at his cheek to make it go away as he tore his eyes back to the painting again.

He didn't like to call a painting of himself perfect, but...well...it was utterly perfect in every way. Blaine knew his boyfriend was talented but the painting in front of him really just showed every inch of talent Kurt held within his hands. Not to mention the fact that Kurt had sat and painted Blaine at his most vulnerable state made Blaine's insides warm with affection.

He laughed breathlessly as realisation hit him. Since Kurt had first walked into Blaine's life he had done nothing but bring feelings that Blaine had never truly felt before. He opened up opportunities for Blaine that he never realised could occur for him and somewhere between Kurt doing these things, Blaine had fallen in love with the man.

And now that he realised it, it enveloped him like a tight warm glove that protected him from the cold of winter. He knew it was very soon to be having those feelings and he didn't expect Kurt to return them, but Blaine embraced his new found feelings and clung to them, willing himself to do anything and everything in his power so that Kurt would fall for him also.

With one last look at the painting which still left him breathless, he turned and walked out of the room in search of his boyfriend. He could hear soft mumbles coming from the kitchen and as he walked down the hall and through the living room, he could make out Kurt's melodic voice singing to himself. Blaine couldn't hold back his grin as he realised it was the Beatles song Blaine had sung to him earlier in the evening, a shiver running down his spine as he remembered all of the other amazing things that had occured that day, other than the sex. Goosebumps still decorated his arms when he slipped into the kitchen and found Kurt boiling water on the stove, a sheet from the bed wrapped around his shoulders and falling down his back which was faced to Blaine. Blaine knew better than to startle somebody whilst they were stood next to boiling water so he started to harmonise quietly with Kurt, stepping closer to him. Kurt let out a soft chuckle when he realised Blaine was behind him which gave Blaine the okay to wrap his arms around his boyfriends waist, pulling himself flush against Kurt's back. Kurt finished the verse they were on whilst Blaine pressed kisses along the smooth creamy skin of his exposed neck.

"Hi" Kurt mumbled a few seconds later, leaning back into Blaine's embrace. Small flutters errupted in Blaine's stomach and he tightened his hold, feeling completely overwhelmed with affection.

"Good evening, gorgeous," Blaine sighed against his neck, "I was sad to wake up to an empty bed but some ridiculously talented creeper decided to paint me whilst I was sleeping, so it made up for it"

Kurt turned in Blaine's grip so that they were facing each other, holding onto the edges of the sheet before wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling himself in closer and cocooning them both in warmth. Blaine felt against his leg that Kurt had opted for no underwear which increased his expectation of another round later in the evening.

"I guess that creeper realised how utterly beautiful you are even when you're sleeping," Kurt grinned, his cheeks tinted pink, "He probably couldn't resist you, I don't blame him"

Blaine laughed and leant forward to press his lips to Kurt's. He could feel Kurt smiling and he sighed blissfully against his mouth before pulling away and resting their foreheads together.

"It's amazing Kurt"

"Well good because my inspiration was pretty amazing too" Kurt winked. It was Blaine's turn to blush then, his cheeks flooding with heat at the memories of the two entwined on Kurt's bed.

"Kurt..." Blaine started, not knowing how to put his feelings into words. He wanted to thank Kurt for showing Blaine that sex didn't have to be quick and emotionless. For making him feel wanted, admired and even desired for something other than just getting off. For holding Blaine in his arms afterwards and mostly for showing Blaine that he was capable of trusting somebody enough to love them.

But try as he might, the words would not come to him and he stood in front of Kurt with his lips parted but no sound leaving them. Kurt smiled and placed a hand on Blaine's cheek, soothing the cheekbone with his thumb.

"I know" He said simply, his eyes sparkling and Blaine trusted that Kurt knew exactly what he was trying to say and was thankful for that.

Kurt turned back around and turned the gas off, pouring the hot water into two mugs that were next to the stove. Blaine stood back a little as Kurt made tea for the two of them. It was 12:30 at night and Blaine had work the next day but he couldn't bring himself to care about it. Thinking about work would ruin his good mood as then he would have to think about telling his father he was quitting.

Blaine shook those thoughts out of his head and focused mainly on the fact that he had a new position in the Diner, the place that had accepted him and brought him happiness and Kurt. His body hummed with excitement at the notion that he would finally be playing music for a living, the one thing he had wanted to do all of his life and it was now in his grasp. Sure he probably wouldn't be changing lives but he had the opportunity to make evenings enjoyable for people, he would be putting smiles on faces and that was prize enough for him. And it was all due to his boyfriend. Blaine may be the one who performed and won the most cheers but if it wasn't for Kurt then he wouldn't have ever gotten on that stage in the first place and he would be stuck in his office job still.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Blaine looked at Kurt's profile and bit his lip slightly. He was beyond lucky to be with somebody so caring, beautiful and considerate. He had gone out of his way to ensue Blaine's happiness and it filled Blaine with warmth at the gesture. His whole world had flipped upside down since Kurt had walked into his life and he couldn't be more grateful.

So when Kurt passed over his mug of tea and led them back to his bedroom with a shy smile, Blaine knew he was totally and unconditionally head over heels for his lover.