“I'm home!” He called through the apartment, not getting any response. He knew Blaine was home. “I got the cake samples! I hope your mom is right about the baker. I had to drive almost a half an hour to pick them up!” Kurt yelled, walking toward the bedroom.

Blaine peeked a damp head out of the bathroom door with a hopeful smile. “Did I hear cake?” He asked, his eyes shining with excitement.

“That you did!” Kurt walked over and pecked a quick kiss to his fianc�e’s lips. “Go put on some clothes and you can come help me pick out our wedding cake.” He gave a quick wink, watching Blaine chuckle darkly.

“I thought clothes were always optional?” Blaine pointed out in questioning, giving Kurt a wink of his own before slipping into the bedroom.

Kurt smirked, taking a seat on the bed. “Actually... I have an idea Mr. Anderson.” He said confidently, stringing Blaine along. “Why don't...” A blush crept onto his cheeks at the thought, shaking his head as he bit his lip. “Ah...Never mind.” Kurt brushed off, giving Blaine a small wave of his hand.

“I'll be out in a minute babe, keep those thoughts for later!”

He got up and followed Blaine, leaning in the doorway of the closet. “I was watching a movie once... And they were eating cake. Topless.” Kurt blushed again, cringing shyly at the thought. “It's stupid. I know.”

Blaine looked up from pulling his sweat pants on, a goofy smile on his face.

“I mean the bottom half was completely covered, but they were eating topless and... I don't know it looked hot and romantic and I'm such an idiot.” Kurt rambled, giggling in embarrassment as Blaine's eyes were trained on him intensely. Getting nervous with the silence Kurt stood while brushing off his jeans awkwardly. “I'm just going to go set up out there.”

“Suggesting we eat shirtless doesn't make you an idiot, Kurt.” Blaine admitted quietly, his eyes a shade darker. “In my book that makes you a genius.”

Kurt raised an eyebrow curiously, barely believing what he's hearing. “Really?” He wondered, still having slight insecurities about himself. Even though he and Blaine have been together for over a year he still has his doubts.

“Why would I think it’s stupid to eat shirtless with you?” Blaine asked, crossing his arms over his bare chest, an amused smile on his face. “We have sex... Quite frequently.” He noted with pride.

“I don't know.” Kurt shrugged uncomfortably, ducking his head. “I thought you might think I'm weird and I mean, look at you!” He pointed out, throwing his hand out to emphasize Blaine. “You have the dreamy, hunky firefighter look going for you!”

“And you have that gorgeous super model look going for you.” Blaine stepped up against Kurt, unbuttoning his vest, smiling widely.

Kurt slipped off his vest, pulling his white t-shirt over his head. “Remember we have perfectly good cake to try.” He reminded Blaine, placing a gentle hand on his cheek. “No getting...Distracted.” Kurt warned, tapping his palm lightly against Blaine's cheek.

Blaine sighed dramatically with a playful roll of his eyes. “I know babe... Come on, living room.”

Once they were seated on the couch Kurt placed the box on his lap, flipping it open. “Okay, the baker gave me double chocolate; french vanilla, red velvet, lemon pound, and a cupcake blend.” Kurt explained, noticing Blaine's eyes widen in excitement.

“I want all of them.”

Kurt hit his arm playfully. “So my diet officially ends today and starts back up tomorrow.” He said sarcastically, moving the box to rest between them on the couch. “Which one do you want to try first?”

Blaine looked over, eying the choices. “Hm...” He lifted his hand and slowly circled a finger over the selections. “Lemon.”

“Fine choice sir, very refreshing.” Kurt told him, cutting the piece in half.

Blaine picked up his half and handed the other one to Kurt, lifting it in the air. “Cheers!”

“Cheers!” Kurt took a small bite, chewing slowly. “Remember to savor it. This is the cake all our friends and family will taste at our wedding.” He warned, trying to hint to Blaine how important picking the cake really was.

“That's a tall order.” Blaine took a bite of the lemon pound, chewing slowly, looking extremely deep in thought.

“It's good.”

“Not great.” Blaine countered, frowning slightly. “Not great enough for the Anderson wedding.”

Kurt giggled and nodded in agreement. “You're right. It tasted like something you make for a picnic.”

“Or a funeral.”

“Okay, no lemon then. Next choice?” Kurt watched Blaine stare down at the box in concentration.

Blaine bit his lip. “Chocolate.” He picked up the piece and surveyed it, placing half into his mouth, looking to Kurt with his hazel puppy eyes.

“Do I have something in my teeth?” Kurt wondered, bringing his hand up to his mouth self consciously.

With a simple shake of his head, Blaine raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

Blaine took a piece of cake out of his mouth. “Kiss me you fool!” He demanded, making Kurt's mouth drop in surprise. “Kurt, we need to practice for the adorable wedding photos.”

“Oh, us feeding each other cake and stuff.” Kurt remembered, nodding his head slowly. “I always forget that tradition.” He said quietly, scooting closer to Blaine, raising the chocolate cake to his lips.

Blaine leaned forward taking his half of the chocolate cake slowly, kissing Kurt gently, and smiling as he felt him kiss back. “Mmm.. This is the flavor...You. That's it. Everyone will love it.”

Kurt grinned. “I can say the same about you, but seriously, did you like the chocolate a la Kurt?”

“It's definitely in consideration.” Blaine mumbled, pecking Kurt's lips. “Chocolate is always a go to flavor.”

“True. Okay, we still have the cupcake blend, vanilla, and red velvet.”

Blaine frowned, his nose scrunching in distaste. “Vanilla...Even though I'm not a fan.”

A devilish smile crept on Kurt's face. “I know how we can spice it up.” He got up from the couch and ran to the bathroom; he rushed back after grabbing a hand towel. “I always heard the best way to get the full flavor of something is to eliminate one sense.” He explained, leaning behind Blaine, holding the towel in his hands. “So I'm going to blindfold you and you're going to tell me what you think.”

“Oh, kinky.”

Kurt bit his lip, leaning down to kiss Blaine under his ear. “You know you love it.” He whispered, nipping his earlobe.

“Oh I do baby.” Blaine breathed out, glancing back at Kurt with a wide smile.

He threw the towel over his fianc�e’s eyes, bringing it back to tie. “Is that good?” Kurt wondered, making sure Blaine is comfortable.

Blaine nodded softly, feeling Kurt leave his presence, the couch shifting slightly. “Mhm.” He mumbled, opening his mouth for the piece of cake waiting for him.

Kurt chuckled, picking up the cupcake blend. “I'm not telling you what flavor, you need to guess.”

“Games... I love it.” Blaine enthused, chewing on the piece of cake slowly.

“What do you think of this flavor?”

Blaine licked his lips, thinking about it before answering right away. “.. It's eh.” He finally said, giving a shrug. “I'm not thrilled about it.”

“Eh?” Kurt asked, loving the flavor. It seemed a hell of a lot more than eh to him.

Blaine nodded. “Yeah, eh. I'm not going to lie about cake Kurt. What kind of a monster do you think I am?”

Kurt giggled, shaking his head at how adorable Blaine could be. He will never get over that this Blaine is all his. “A very sexy monster.” Kurt murmured, picking up the vanilla cake.

Blaine opened his mouth making an obnoxious ah sound, the two of them bursting into giggles.

“You're such a dork.” Kurt told him fondly, kissing the tip of his nose. “But you have a nice body so I think I'm going to keep you.”

“If you keep feeding me cake it may not be so nice anymore.” Blaine grumbled, taking a bite of cake and chewing slowly, a frown forming on his face. “Too plain.”

Kurt rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “I figured. That was vanilla.” He leaned forward and kissed Blaine's cheek. “Okay.” Kurt picked up the red velvet, biting his lip. “I had a piece of this and I think you're going to like it.” He stood from the couch and walked over to stand in front of Blaine. “It's decadent, very full of flavor.” Kurt spoke slow and sexily, sitting back down to straddle Blaine's lap.

Blaine moaned lowly, reaching to hold Kurt's hips between his hands. “Is it you again?”

“Hmm... I can only imagine why you might say that.” Kurt mumbled, settling himself on Blaine's thighs comfortably. “Open up.”

Blaine parted his lips, sticking his tongue out slightly.

Kurt smirked, placing the cake in Blaine's mouth, tracing icing over his lips. “Tell me what you think.”

He puckered his lips, kissing Kurt's finger, a smile on his face as he chewed the piece of cake. Blaine moaned in satisfaction, feeling the blindfold fall from his eyes. “That's the one.”

“It is!” Kurt clapped excitedly. “You're not just saying that because I like it right?” He wondered, watching as Blaine chuckled, shaking his head. “Or because I'm straddling you.”

“No, I truly like it. Even though the straddling may have swayed my decision slightly.” Blaine winked, leaning up to press a kiss to Kurt's cheek.

Kurt smiled widely, leaning down to rest his forehead against Blaine's. “One major decision down.”

“A ton more to go before February.” Blaine groaned with a small smile on his face.

They shared a sweet kiss. “But we'll make them together.” Kurt said softly. “And if they're nearly as enjoyable as this, we're going to have a lot of fun.”

“Mm... This tasting isn't over yet... I want more of that one flavor... What was it called again?”

Blaine tapped his finger on his chin thoughtfully, grinning. “Oh that's right...My future husband. Classic.”

“A crowd favorite.”

“A Blaine favorite.” Blaine corrected. “Just Blaine's.” He pulled Kurt close, nipping his bottom lip playfully, brushing frosting on his nose.

Kurt giggled, cradling Blaine's face in his hands, kissing him fully.

“Best flavor ever.” Blaine murmured against Kurt's mouth, taking his top lip into his mouth.

“You know what I heard goes so well with two fianc�e’s making out shirtless?”

“Sex?”

Kurt lifted a finger making a dinging noise like a game show.

Blaine clapped excitedly, making Kurt bounce slightly on his lap, the two of them laughing.

“Such a dork.” Kurt kissed him gently, rubbing their noses together, getting frosting on Blaine's nose as well.

Blaine nodded confidently. “But I'm you're dork. That totally counts for something.”

“We'll be dorks together. Living in this gorgeous apartment.”

“With our dog, who's creepily staring at us.”

Kurt looked over at Mocha who was indeed staring at them. “Why don't we take this to the other room?” He whispered in Blaine's ear, kissing his temple. “We'll be a lot more comfortable.”

Blaine nodded, turning his head to kiss Kurt's cheek, a wicked smile on his face. “I think we can do that. Go wait in there... I'm going to get some supplies first.” He gave Kurt a wink, pecking his lips before he climbed off Blaine's lap, running off to the bedroom.

When the bedroom door was pushed open Kurt looked up to see Blaine with whipped cream and chocolate syrup. “Oh how clich� of you.”

“You can't deny that you're excited.” Blaine mumbled, setting the things down on the bed before climbing up himself to press a kiss to Kurt's lips.

Kurt gave a small shrug, pecking Blaine's lips a few times, pressing a hand to his cheek to pull him closer. They've had their fair share of experimental bedroom activities, but this one was new. It was bound to get a little messy.

Blaine pulled away gently, getting up on his knees as he shook the can of whipped cream. “Strip down babe, let’s go.” He ordered, tugging down his sweatpants with one hand.

With a dramatic sigh Kurt undid his jeans, sliding them down his legs and kicking them off, along with his briefs. “Happy, Mr. Bossy?”

“Very.” Blaine growled, trapping Kurt's torso between his knees, yanking the cap off the whipped cream can. “Say ah.”

Kurt giggled and opened his mouth, tilting his head up, eyes shining up at Blaine as he aimed the nozzle over Kurt's mouth, spraying the whipped cream on his chin and neck, only some of it making it to his mouth.

Blaine bit his lip, leaning down to lick it up, the two of them laughing and sharing sweet creamy kisses. “Mm... I revamped your flavoring.” He mumbled playfully, scooping up some whipped cream with his finger and placing it on Kurt's tongue.

He hummed in response, closing his lips around Blaine's finger, sucking it clean. “You don't taste so bad yourself.”

Blaine felt his cock twitch against his stomach, eyes wide as he watched Kurt. Without warning he tightened his knees on Kurt's sides and held his shoulders, flipping them so Kurt was on top. “Your turn baby.” He whispered, grabbing the chocolate syrup and handing it to Kurt.

Kurt smiled wickedly, popping the top on the syrup and scooting lower on Blaine's body, wanting to skip the foreplay before the actual foreplay. He was too hard for words.

The room was silent, bursting with sexual excitement as Kurt squeezed the syrup over Blaine's chest and stomach, all leading down to his cock like a yummy maze of sorts. “Mm...Dessert.”

Blaine bit his lip, his eyes watching in wonder as Kurt kissed the chocolate off his chest, eyes gazing up at him devilishly. He was so sexy but would never actually admit it. His skin was tingling under Kurt's tongue as he licked and kissed his way down Blaine's body. It was intense and for a moment Blaine had to reach down and squeeze himself, scared he might come from just this.

“Ah, ah, ah... Don't touch...” Kurt told him cutely, slapping Blaine's hand away. “Let me take care of you.” He whispered, biting at Blaine's hips, leaving little marks as he licked up the chocolate to the best of his abilities.

He groaned loudly, head pushing back against the pillow as he felt Kurt's breath ghosting over the head of his cock, tongue poking out to lap at it. “Please Kurt.” Blaine begged, gently running a hand through Kurt's hair, tugging.

Kurt chuckled darkly, licking a stripe up Blaine's shaft, loving the taste of Blaine and chocolate. It was intoxicating. “You want it baby?” He wondered, pressing kisses to Blaine's cock, teasing him more than he ever has.

“Fuck yes Kurt, please.”

With a simple shrug of his shoulders Kurt leaned in and sunk his mouth down, taking in all of Blaine, humming in satisfaction.

Blaine closed his eyes, mouth falling open as he felt the drag of Kurt's lips, his tongue trailing up. His stomach tightened as he pushed his hips forward, going deeper into Kurt's mouth with a moan escaping his lips. “No... I don't want to come, Kurt, stop.” He pleaded, even though his hips deceived him, still thrusting into Kurt's mouth gently.

Kurt took Blaine as deep as he could, holding his hips in place as he swallowed around him, feeling Blaine's cock throb in his mouth as he came down his throat. He moaned around Blaine before opening his eyes to see his fianc�e completely wrecked. It was one of his favorite sights.

“I love you so much.” Blaine whispered with his eyes still closed as he tried to catch his breath. A peaceful smile spread on his face as his opened his eyes, looking up at Kurt. “Come 'ere.”

With a giggle Kurt lied down on top of Blaine, their bodies sticky from the chocolate and whipped cream still smeared around. “Ready for round two?” He asked, biting his lip as he played with Blaine's messy hair.

Blaine mustered up all his power and gently slid Kurt off of him, leaning down to peck his lips. “Only for you baby… I just need some recovery time.” He murmured, kissing him one last time before trailing more down his body. “Tell me what you want.”

Kurt raised his arms over his head, watching Blaine. “You... Inside me... Please.” He requested sweetly, lifting his knees. “Just you.”

They looked at one another, Blaine wondering if Kurt was saying something more. “Wait... No condom?” He wondered, trying to figure out why Kurt would say he wanted him twice.

“Um... I mean, yeah, if you're okay with that.” Kurt stuttered, getting up on his elbows to look at Blaine. This was a big deal.

Blaine just nodded, a wide smile on his face. “Okay. Yeah, that's okay. We're getting married in four months, we're fully committed to one another. It’s okay.”

Kurt giggled and pulled Blaine up to face him, the two of them smiling as they shared a kiss, butterflies in their stomachs as they cleared the bed of the whipped cream and chocolate syrup, grabbing the lube so Kurt could be prepped.

It was like their first time all over again, but with less nerves and more excitement. This was as intimate as it gets for them. This was as close as they were ever going to be and it was exciting to both Kurt and Blaine that they were able to share this with one another.

“You feel so good Bee.” Kurt moaned, arms tightening around Blaine's neck as he felt Blaine slide in and out of him slowly, trying to make it last for as long as possible.

Blaine groaned in response, resisting the urge to just pound into Kurt. He didn't want to ruin the romantic mood that seemed to be in the air. Blaine focused on his breathing, slowing it down and concentrating on the angle of his hips, making sure to hit Kurt's prostate almost every time, loving that broken cry that spilled from his lips.

Kurt's mouth dropped open, arching his back as Blaine buried himself deep, nuzzling his nose against his ear. “Come on baby... Don't hold back.” Blaine whispered, pulling out slowly, slamming back into Kurt, and closing his eyes as he moaned at the groan that came from his fianc�e.

“Please Blaine... Harder... I'm so close.” Kurt whimpered, wrecked underneath Blaine. He was on the edge, hanging on by a thread. It was the best and worst feeling in the world.

Blaine buried his face into Kurt's neck, pushing his hips harder and faster, close to letting go. “God Kurt, so fucking good baby.” He mumbled, his stomach coiling, chills popping up on his arms.

Kurt gasped, tightening his legs around Blaine's, squeezing around his cock as he came, crying out Blaine's name like a mantra, his back arching higher off the bed as his orgasm ran through him.

That was all it took for Blaine. The feeling of Kurt squeezing around him along with the noises escaping Kurt's mouth was the breaking point.

“Oh yes... Fuck Kurt, I love you so much.” He sighed, his body turning into jello as he lied down next to Kurt, wiping his face.

Kurt rolled over, cuddling into Blaine's side, still trying to catch his breath. “I love you too Bee.” He mumbled, kissing his fianc�e’s chest, draping an arm over his torso. “Shower?”

Blaine nodded lazily, making no move to get up, the two of them laughing quietly. “You get up first, I can't move.” He murmured, holding Kurt's hand in his, playing with his fingers as they lie there, trying to get up.

“Come on honey Bee... Up. We could have a nice warm shower and then get some much needed sleep.” Kurt offered, smiling sweetly as he rested his chin on Blaine's shoulder.

Without a word Blaine made a move, sliding his leg off the bed, sitting up gently. “Okay... Deal.”