It was, after all, a lot easier to do a ton of research out of multiple books when you could flip the pages of all the books at the same time.

He had a huge history paper due before break, which was what he was working on now, and he also had to find time to cram for three more exams. The week before Thanksgiving break at Dalton was hell on earth, Kurt decided. It was never this hectic at McKinley. Not to mention Wes had decided to ramp up their Warblers practice time, adding another session each week from now until Regionals.

And they were going to practice through Thanksgiving break. Regionals wasn't even until after the first of the year, and Wes was already starting to lose it. Kurt feared for his life when it came closer to the actual competition.

Right now, the only thing Kurt could focus on was this damn paper. Even his time with Blaine the past week or so had been pretty limited—they both had a ton of work to do and could barely see each other outside of school, if at all.

They hadn't even been able to celebrate their one month anniversary because they both had had huge exams to study for. Kurt would've been more disappointed, had he not had so much school work to focus on—and Blaine had promised to make it up to him once they were on break.

Kurt was bent over, mindlessly flipping through a huge book, his fingertips barely touching the edges of the pages as they turned, when he saw a pair of feet appear in front of him. He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up to see Blaine standing in front of him.

"I'm pretty sure I've had a long day and my eyes are playing tricks on me because it looks like those pages were flipping on their own," Blaine said, and moved to sit beside Kurt.

Kurt coughed and smiled uncomfortably. "Oh, well. I was just flipping through them really fast." He felt slightly dazed, he hadn't heard Blaine approach him at all and Blaine had seen him. Oy. He really needed to be more careful.

"Must've been," Blaine said, and set his bag and blazer off to the side. He grabbed Kurt's notebook off his lap and placed it on top of one of the many books surrounding him. "You look like you need a break."

Kurt nodded and leaned into Blaine, resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "This paper is a killer," he sighed. His eyes glanced at Blaine's chest and he had the same urge to put his hand to Blaine's heart that he did every time they were alone together. He barely had any time to…work on this new ability and he knew he needed to use it—because using it was the only way he would learn how to control it. To be able to do it without touch and with others.

"I just finished my English paper, but now I have to start studying for exams," Blaine groaned.

"Mmm," Kurt managed, and started playing with Blaine's tie. He let his hand work his way up Blaine's chest until—

…wonder if Kurt realizes how hot he looks in his uniform. Okay, now's not the time to be thinking about that, especially when we're this far back in the library where no one would see us. Calm down, you really don't need to be thinking about pressing Kurt up against the bookshelves and –

Kurt's jaw dropped slightly and he moved his hand to break the connection. He only felt a slight twinge of pain, but now he was definitely not concerned with that. He was more concerned with the fact that now he was thinking of Blaine pressing him up against the bookshelves and his uniform slacks were becoming slightly confining.

He lifted his head to met Blaine's eyes, which were not hiding his desire very well—not that Kurt really minded because that look was incredibly sexy—and immediately surged forward to kiss Blaine. He felt Blaine bring his hand up and cup his cheek and Kurt let his lips part to easily move against Blaine's. It was a little exhilarating, making out with his boyfriend in the library, and that gave him the urge to throw his leg over Blaine's lap so he was straddling him. Blaine let out a surprised gasp but didn't break the kiss—in fact he threw his arms around Kurt, buried one hand in Kurt's hair and wrapped the other around his back, holding him tight.

Kurt's tongue met Blaine's and he sighed into Blaine's mouth as their tongues started to duel against each other—warm, wet and needy. He spread his legs a bit so his hips were flush against Blaine's and oh, that definitely felt good. He pulled back slightly to gauge Blaine's reaction, his eyes searching Blaine's lust blown pupils.

"You have to be quiet," Blaine whispered and brought his knees up so he had Kurt caught against him.

Kurt nodded and let Blaine pull his head forward so they were kissing again, this time a little more sloppy and heated. Kurt shifted his hips a tiny bit and groaned into Blaine's mouth at the feeling of ohwow friction. He couldn't help but think of where they were, and what would happen if they were caught—especially in the position they were in. "Blaine," he whispered, breaking off their kiss and starting to kiss down Blaine's jaw, "are you sure we should be doing this?"

Blaine moaned softly and let his head fall back. "No one ever comes back here, and I don't think I could stop right now, honestly," he gasped and Kurt couldn't tell if that was from him biting Blaine's earlobe or from Blaine sharply raising his hips. Maybe a bit of both.

"I've never done anything like this before," Kurt breathed into Blaine's ear, licking the shell and squeezing his eyes tight as he pushed his hips back down against Blaine's. He dropped a hand to Blaine's waist and fisted it in his shirt.

"God, me neither," Blaine whispered brokenly and pushed his hips up again.

Kurt leaned his head back a little and seeing Blaine's dazed expression nearly made him lose it right then and there. He captured Blaine's lips with his own again; closing his eyes and freely let his hips grind against Blaine's. "Oh, god, Blaine," he moaned against Blaine's mouth.

Blaine tightened his grip on Kurt's back and even that pressure made Kurt thrust a little more frantically. He could feel the heat coiling in his stomach and this was new. Of course he knew what was coming but never before had it been with someone else. He could feel himself on the edge of control, his world tilting and ohmygod he had to focus through this. Now would not be the time to have books falling on them, or something.

"Mm, Kurt, I'm gonna—" Blaine gasped against Kurt's mouth and his whole body stiffened underneath Kurt, which sent Kurt over the edge, too. He dropped his head to Blaine's shoulder and panted, his heart feeling like it was going to beat out of his chest.

"Um," Kurt started, and placed a light kiss on Blaine's neck, "so, we clearly didn't think the after effect of this when we started." He cringed when he shifted slightly, feeling the dampness already against his skin. Gross.

Blaine laughed and squeezed Kurt tight with both arms. "No, but I'm not really going to complain. Our blazers can just cover us up for the walk to our cars."

Kurt shook his head and leaned back a little, so he could face Blaine. "I can't believe we just did…that, for the first time, in the library of all places."

"Well," Blaine shrugged, and reached up to brush a stray hair off Kurt's forehead, "do you regret it? I mean, were you not ready—?"

Kurt cut him off by kissing him quickly and pulled back again. " No, I don't regret it. I should just—" he grimaced when he climbed off Blaine's lap and returned to his spot beside him. "We should both head home so we can uh, change."

"I've missed you lately," Blaine said softly, turning his head towards Kurt. He reached over and grabbed Kurt's hand, interlacing their fingers. "I can't wait till next week and we have a whole week to just do nothing."

"Not exactly nothing, we do have Warbler practice," Kurt rolled his eyes and started closing the books around him with his free hand. His pants were starting to get rather uncomfortable and he just wanted to head home. But, a few more minutes with Blaine couldn't really hurt.

"Yeah well, that's more time I get to spend with you, too," Blaine grinned and leaned over to kiss Kurt's cheek. He grimaced when he went to stand up and grabbed his blazer and bag. "Yeah, how about next time we do that we're somewhere where we can change right away?"

Kurt tilted his head slightly and looked up at Blaine. "So, there's going to be a next time?" he asked, with a playful hint to his voice.

Blaine smiled and leaned down press a kiss against Kurt's lips, lingering there almost a beat too long—any longer and Kurt was going to grab his tie and pull Blaine into his lap. "I'm sure there's going to be a next time," Blaine whispered, leaning back and licking his lips.

"Call me tonight?" Kurt asked, already knowing the answer. He started shoving his things into his bag, not really caring about neatness and order right in that moment.

"Of course," Blaine said and folded his blazer over his arm so it was conveniently draped over his crotch. "Do you want to walk with me out to the parking lot? I still have to stop by my locker and get my coat."

Kurt glanced around at the handful of books that still surrounded him and bit his lip. "Sure, I'll just leave these here; don't really care if the librarian gets pissed about them. I need to grab my coat, too."

Blaine shrugged and held his hand out to help bring Kurt to a standing position. "Honestly, they'll probably still be here tomorrow. Like I said, no one comes back here."

"Well, we do now," Kurt smirked and yelped when Blaine swatted his ass. "Hey, cut that out."

Blaine held his hands up in mock innocence. "What?"

Kurt sighed and picked up his own blazer and back, mirroring the way Blaine held his. "You're just lucky I like you." He bumped his hip against Blaine's and grinned. "C'mon, let's get out of here."

"You're up early, bro."

Kurt looked up and smiled at Finn. "Morning to you, too. Yeah, I couldn't really sleep. First day of break and I'm so used to waking up early, anyway."

Finn shivered and pulled his jacket tighter around him. "Aren't you cold? It's freezing out here."

"Nah," Kurt shook his head and opened up the blanket he was wrapped in. "C'mon, it's big enough for you, too."

Finn took a seat next to Kurt on the bench and pulled the blanket around himself. "So what's up, dude? You looked very lost in thought."

Nodding, Kurt lifted one of Finn's arms around himself and tucked his head against Finn's chest. He brought the blanket in even closer and sighed. "This okay?"

"Mhm, you know I don't care, dude," Finn shrugged and tightened his grip on Kurt. "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

"I think I'm going to tell Blaine," Kurt said softly, and started playing with the edge of the blanket. When Finn didn't say anything he lifted his head off his brother's chest and looked up, meeting Finn's shocked expression. "What? Do you think I shouldn't tell him?"

"What? No, I don't know—" Finn started and shook his head. "From what you've told me, and that whole thing with your mom's letter—Kurt, do you love Blaine?"

Kurt bit his lip and rested his head back against Finn's chest, his eyes gazing out into the yard. "I—yeah, I think I do," he whispered, almost to himself. He hadn't actually said out loud yet –to Blaine or himself. But, yeah. He was in love with Blaine. He knew it.

"I dunno, Kurt, I mean, "Finn sighed and drummed his fingers against Kurt's arm, "you haven't really been with him that long, yet. It's kinda a really big thing to tell someone."

"Yeah, well you know," Kurt said and swatted Finn's fingers to make them stop. "And yeah, but I just can't help feel that he's supposed to know."

"I'm family, I'm going to be with you forever so of course I know," Finn grinned. "I'm just saying… maybe you should wait, bro. Give it some more time. Yeah you share some freaky connection with Blaine but I dunno, I think you should wait."

Kurt closed his eyes and nodded against Finn's chest. "Maybe I will," he started and a smile tugged at his lips. "You sound awfully sure about all of this."

Finn shrugged and squeezed the arm that was holding Kurt. "I just don't want to see you get hurt, man. I can't even pretend to understand…you, but I remember how hard it was for you to tell me and my mom, and I don't want you to go through that with Blaine and have something…go wrong."

Kurt frowned and leaned back to look at Finn. "Go wrong? Like what, he'd leave or get freaked out or something?"

"Maybe? I dunno, you're always telling me I can't tell anyone, and I don't, I swear. So maybe you should just see if… I really don't know what I'm trying to say here," Finn shrugged helplessly.

Kurt rolled his eyes and sat up straight. "Well, you never were one for deep conversations. I'm amazed we got this far. But, I appreciate it. I think you're right, it probably is too early, yet."