“Is the bed that comfortable?” Blaine wondered, his eyebrows pulled together as he shut the door once he got their luggage in the room. “This is a lot smaller than I anticipated.”

“The size doesn't matter; we're only using it to sleep.”

“And have sex.” Kurt rolled his eyes fondly at Blaine's immediate counter argument and the cheesy smile that graced his handsome face.

Blaine chuckled, sitting on the edge of the bed. “So before the boat takes off and we have no cell phones, one last round of phone calls to make sure Sebastian is manning the fort for us?” He said in more of a question, not sure if Kurt is as worried about their apartment and Mocha, like he is.

Kurt nodded and sat up next to his husband, resting a head on his shoulder. “Go ahead, call him.” With a smirk he pressed his lips to Blaine's cheek, watching as he scrolled through his contacts.

“Hey Sebastian, just making sure everything is in tip top shape.” Blaine greeted, smiling widely as his friend spoke. “Good, and Mocha is alive and well?” He wondered, mostly worried about the dog. He was like their kid after all. “Awesome, where are you? Sounds like your outside.”

Kurt grinned devilishly at the idea in his head, biting his lip.

“Oh okay, good, he likes walks in the morning and at night, around 8 or so, like after dinner.” Blaine informed, sounding like an over protective dad. “Are you with someone?” He asked, cocking his eyebrow, side eying Kurt.

With a grin Kurt leaned over and nuzzled his nose into Blaine's temple, lips sliding over his skin.

“Wait a second is that Liam? You talked to him?” Blaine urged, his body tensing slightly under Kurt's touch, his eyes glancing over every few seconds. “Well I'm glad you guys are going to sit down and talk. That's good.” He told Sebastian as sincerely as possible, a little distracted.

Kurt nipped at Blaine's ear lobe, giggling as his hand trailed over the side of his thigh. “Come on Blaine..” He whispered, his tongue trailing over the shell of his ear.

Blaine gulped, trying to listen to Sebastian's explanation of what he and Liam are trying to do. “That sounds so great bro, I'll see you when I get back, don't destroy anything. Bye.” He hung up as fast as possible, tossing the phone onto the little side table in the room.

“Mm..Much better.” Kurt murmured, sitting up to straddle Blaine's lap. “Now I have you all to myself.”

The couple took a moment to just look at one another, smiles on their faces. “I love you babe.” Blaine mumbled, his lips reaching out to peck Kurt's.

“I love you too Bee.” Kurt whispered, cradling his husband's cheeks as he laid him back on the bed, kissing him soundly.
–
Blaine's head sunk into the pillow, biting down hard on his lip. He's been missing out.

“Mm.. So tight baby.” Kurt whispered, palms flat on the bed as pushed into his husband. His body was covered in chills as he hovered over Blaine, trying to catch his breath.

The room was quiet as they adjusted to the new feeling, Blaine shifting his hips slightly, making Kurt look down in alarm. That was new to him. “Do something, Kurt please.” Blaine whined, his hands making their way to his husband's back, clawing at his shoulders.

Kurt watched Blaine's face carefully as he pulled out, seeing his features soften slightly, a pout on his lips. With caution Kurt snapped his hips forward, Blaine releasing a moan he's never heard before, making Kurt's eyebrows shoot up in surprise. “You like that?” He wondered, continuing to move his hips to and from Blaine slowly, creating a rhythm.

Blaine nodded, his mouth falling open as Kurt picked up his pace, gasping when the angle changed. “Fuck right there!” He said loudly, his legs going up and around his husband's waist, pulling him closer. “Don't stop.”

That was all the motivation Kurt needed to keep going.
–
Blaine giggled yet again as he fixed his hair in the mirror, watching Kurt get dressed behind him. “I still can't believe we slept through that life jacket thing.” He mumbled, stepping back carefully and adjusting his shirt.

Kurt buckled his belt and glanced at Blaine in the mirror, meeting his eyes with a fond smile. “It was totally worth it though.”

“It was.” Blaine agreed immediately, turning around with his head cocked to the side, smiling at his husband fondly. “By the way, how do you like topping?” He asked, as if it was an everyday question.

A snort escaped from Kurt as he took Blaine's previous spot in front of the mirror. “I loved it actually.” He answered, biting his lip as he looked at Blaine's reflection, checking his hair. “Watching you fall apart was insanely hot, I must admit.” He explained, standing up straight and fixing his shirt sleeves.

Blaine smirked, going up behind Kurt, wrapping his arms around his waist. “Well since you like it our sex life just got more interesting, that's for sure.”

The couple shared a laugh, cuddled up together in their small cabin room. These next four days together were going to be something to remember.
–

Kurt sighed happily, flipping onto his back, enjoying the sun. He was properly lathered in sunscreen before sitting down; there was no way he was turning into a lobster on his honeymoon.

“You want a drink babe?” Blaine asked, his head turning to look over at Kurt, a small smile on his face as he took in Kurt's half naked body soaking up the sun, looking tanner already.

Kurt nodded softly, puckering his lips to his husband slightly, hoping for a kiss. He only received one on the cheek.

Blaine came back a few minutes later with two colorful cups sporting tropical umbrellas, which is exactly what Kurt wanted. “Pick a color.” He requested, taking a seat on his lounge chair, facing Kurt with a grin.

“Green.” Kurt said, reaching for the drink in Blaine's left hand, taking a sip from the neon green cup. “Oh my God this is delicious.” He moaned, sitting up and adjusting the back of his chair to support his new position. “What is this?”

Blaine gave a shrug, taking a sip from the cup in his hand. “I honestly don't know.” He told his husband, taking another sip. “I asked the bartender to give me the best tropical drink they had and this is what I was handed.” Blaine explained, chuckling at how Kurt kept his mouth on the straw, cradling it like a baby with a bottle.

Kurt took a break from his drink and reached a hand out, grabbing Blaine's free one, their fingers lacing together. “Do you want to go in the hot tub, or maybe even the pool?”

“Yeah we can.. There's an adults only one on the deck over there.” Blaine stood and gathered their towels, slipping on his shoes as Kurt took their drinks and followed close behind.

Blaine set their things down on two lounge chairs and smiled toward the empty pool. There were still other cruisers lying around, but he liked the quiet none the less.

Kurt took his husband's hand and pulled him forward gently, walking toward the pool with a wicked smile. He stepped in carefully and sighed, looking back Blaine and with giggle. “Well.. Joining me?”

Blaine nodded eagerly and sat on the edge of the pool, dropping in carefully next to Kurt. “Having fun?” He wondered, grinning as Kurt's arms wrapped around his neck, floating with him.

“I am. I'm not ready to leave this paradise in two days.” He pouted, resting his forehead against Blaine's.

With hesitation Blaine leaned in and pecked Kurt's lips, his eyes darting around. “You don't miss home even a little bit?”

Kurt shrugged and pulled his eyebrows together, watching Blaine. “Are you okay?” He asked, noticing his husband looking around.

“I'm fine.” He answered softly, pressing a kiss to Kurt's forehead before hugging him tightly. “Want to head back to the room and rest before dinner?”

Kurt wanted to brush off the look he saw on Blaine's face earlier but he couldn't. “Yeah sure.. Can we talk about it there?” He wondered, searching Blaine's eyes.

“There's nothing to talk about.” Blaine assured, his arms leaving Kurt's waist, standing up taller in the water.
–

Back in the room Kurt lounged on the bed as Blaine was in the shower. The same movie he watched yesterday played on TV making him shut it off, a groan escaping his lips.

“Nothing beats a nice warm shower after a day in the sun.” Blaine said with a relaxed smile, a towel wrapped tightly around his waist.

Kurt's eyes scanned his body, taking a deep breath. “Blaine I want you to be honest.. What was with the look you had at the pool earlier, after you kissed me?”

Blaine looked over to his husband, his shoulders slumping slightly. “I really don't want to argue.. It's our honeymoon.” He told Kurt quietly, grabbing an outfit from their suitcase.

“We don't have to argue. We can talk about it.” Kurt soothed, sitting up on the bed, crawling up behind Blaine. “Sit and talk to me, please.”

With a defeated sigh Blaine took a seat on the edge of the bed. “I'm just nervous about someone making comments towards us. I know I wasn't when we first talked about this, but now that we're here it hit me that maybe it’s possible.” He explained, looking down at the ground.

Kurt's eyes softened as he rubbed Blaine's shoulders, kissing the back of his neck. “If I'm not worried, I don't want you to be worried.” He whispered, draping his arms over Blaine, his cheek resting on his shoulder blade. “We have two days left, okay? Let's make the most of it.”

“Okay..” Blaine trailed off, a small smile gracing his face. That was a lot easier than he thought it was going to be. “I love you Kurt.” He mumbled, looking back, pecking his husband's lips.

“I love you too Blaine.”
–

Kurt and Blaine walked around the ship after dinner, strolling past a game of trivia, karaoke, and a group of kids playing video games in the arcade. Everything was loud and there was lots of laughter going on around them, but it didn't seem to matter. All that mattered was them being hand in hand, enjoying their vacation.

“Let’s go dancing.” Blaine suggested, grabbing a schedule from the wall of the main floor, seeing that the night club opened an hour ago. “It would be fun.”

Kurt chuckled and looked up to a clock, he was not as young and fun as he used to be, but this was his honeymoon. He deserved to let loose. “Okay. Let's go.” He agreed, smiling widely as they started toward the elevator, checking the paper for the floor number.

Once they arrived on floor six it wasn't hard to find the club. There were flashing lights down the hall and plenty of thumping to be heard. It was almost worse when they entered, especially when they noticed the insane amount of people crowding the room.

Blaine placed an arm around his husband's waist, holding him close as they made their way to the dance floor. Without any warning Blaine tugged Kurt close to him, moving his hips to the beat of the music, a large smile on his face. He felt free here. It was dark, loud; people were drunk and too busy doing their own thing to notice them. He felt comfortable.

Kurt bit his lip, moving with Blaine. This took him back to that awkward date they had with Rachel, Finn, Sebastian and Liam at the club. Kurt was so drunk that night. Back then he didn't even think he'd still be with Blaine, but look how far they've come. He was distracted from his thoughts when he felt Blaine practically humping his leg, a laugh escaping his lips as his arms wrapped tighter around his husband's neck.
–

Blaine sighed as they got out of the taxi, happy to be looking up at their apartment building. That flight was absolutely horrible. He just wanted to be home.

“Home sweet home.” Kurt murmured by his side, holding onto their backpack as Blaine lifted their suitcases.

It was a quiet ride in the elevator and a peaceful stroll down their hallway. Once they hit the door though the couple released a sigh a relief, sharing a wide smile. They were home.

Blaine unlocked the door, nudging it open with his shoulder. Kurt gasped loudly, making Blaine's head shoot up in surprise. His sights were met with their living room couch and the two figures that currently occupied it.

Kurt snorted, trying to hold back his laughter as he looked over at his husband, eyes crinkled in amusement.

Taking a deep breath, Blaine, cleared his throat loudly, watching with a wicked grin as Sebastian and Liam pulled apart, staring at the door in horror.

“Um.. Hey there guys. How was the honeymoon?” Sebastian asked casually, slowly sitting up so he wasn't hovering over Liam anymore.

Blaine looked down with a wide smile, trying not to laugh. “We could ask the same thing.” He mumbled, him and Kurt bursting with laughter at their friends.

“Well we're back together!” Liam announced with a chuckle, seeming a tad uncomfortable being walked in on like that, especially in an apartment that wasn't their own.

Kurt smiled fondly at the two of them. “You are, and we're glad.” He said honestly, leaning against Blaine, giving him a cheesy smile.

“We are glad. I'm also glad that our apartment looks all in one piece... The only thing is our dog.” Blaine told them, stepping forward and taking a look through the living room.

Sebastian sighed heavily and walked to Kurt and Blaine's bedroom, opening the door. Mocha came running at full speed toward Blaine, jumping up and placing his paws on his thighs.

Blaine's eyes lit up, scratching the dog’s ears. “There's my boy!” He said in a baby voice, leaning down to let Mocha lick him a little, everyone laughing.

“It's good to be home.” Kurt murmured softly, smiling at the scene around him. Everything seemed to be falling into place and he couldn't be happier.