My head dropped back all the way as he took all of me in one suck, his mouth perfectly wet, and brilliantly warm mouth.

I could feel that he was going very slowly and he was definitely tired, but I still felt absolutely perfect. The sounds his mouth made as he took my cock deep were sinful.

Bucking my hips against his mouth, letting my head hit the back of his throat gently, so as not to choke him. I wanted to speed up even if just a little, but I was already close, and I want to be inside of Blaine when I come.

“Blaine, can I…. I want to be inside you.”

“……………….ok.” he replied, his eyes wide open now, his body laying back down to give me access to his entrance.

I was entranced for a minute by his tanned and lightly dusted with hair, lower body.

He has a sweet and musky scent that is very manly, and yet somehow feminine at the same time. I don’t know how else to say it without it sounding weirder. He smells like sweat, and woodsy moss, but still smells fruity, and fresh, with a hint of coffee and freshness on his breath.

It’s intoxicating.

I practically ripped my pants off of the rest of my legs, and crawled over Blaine, who was circling his entrance with his own finger now.

That’s my job…..

I leaned down hovering over my man, placing a hasty, and messy kiss, on the corner of his mouth, and accepting it and then some, he moved his chin up to give me better access. As our lips danced and slid together, I made damn sure to tighten my arms around Blaine’s waist, pulling him as close as he can. His body heat beneath me was just making me harder.

I need to feel him clenched around me, and soon.

I know not to rush. I know that he will need lots of time to adjust to me being inside of him, but I need to make sure I keep my cool. Despite me telling Blaine to be patient earlier, I have no idea if I will be very good at it.

With the two of us, lined up as perfectly as can be, Blaine’s mouth breathing heavy on my neck due to my being slightly taller, and my cock brushing lightly and eagerly against his ass, I was ready.

Biting my lip, I started to feel the nerves.

This is my first time topping. I’d be lying if I wasn’t worried that I’ll do something wrong.

And Blaine sensed it, because he grabbed my cock, and turned a little to get the lube from the side of the pillow.

“It’s ok Kurt. I’m ready for you. I want this.”

“Do I need a condom?” I asked. We discussed briefly the lack of our need to use condoms. I was a virgin before Blaine, and Blaine only slept with Savannah, who was a virgin when they slept together.

And, we’ve both been tested regardless and we are clean, so condoms are really unnecessary for us.

“No. I just want to feel you in me.”

I nodded thinking the same thing.  I took the lube from him, poured some in my hand, and slathered up my achingly hard member, taking my time because touching myself in front of Blaine just feels…. Right.

“I love you Blaine.”

Blaine nodded to me, and grabbed my length in his hand, and pushed the head of it into his ass. He threw his head back and grabbed the bed sheets, moaning one long and drawled out sound, but he didn’t hiss.

Good sign.

So in one smooth, but very slow movement, I pushed myself in deeper, and began grinding down on him, my cock only halfway inside.

Blaine started to whimper, and it went straight to my head, giving me confidence, and need.

“Blaine,” I whispered, my hands massaging up and down Blaine’s torso, taking care to help him relax, He was trying to buck up harder onto my cock, but I wanted to make sure he was ready for more before letting myself go deeper.

“I want more Kurt. Please, I’m ready, more.” Blaine pleaded, his hips jerking desperately, trying to pull me in deeper.

I couldn’t deny him if I tried.

“Okay….” I panted, and I tangled my fingers in his curls before thrusting myself all the way inside of Blaine’s heat.

“Ah!” Blaine cried, and I stilled as his eyes were tight shut, and he stiffened under me.

“Are you okay?” I asked, cupping his cheek now with the hand that was playing with his curls a moment ago.

My other hand was holding his hip in place to stop him from thrusting up, because even though he is obviously in a little pain adjusting to my length, he is still trying.

"Yeah…, I’m okay. It’s just…… God Kurt, you are so…… I’m okay. I want more."

I sighed, worried if he really can handle more, but the look in his eyes told me he could. I cradled his head and brought my forehead down to rest against his, followed by a reassuring nod.

I started to snap my hips in and out at a normal pace, not too fast, but not able to control myself enough to go slowly.

Being inside of Blaine’s tight ass was absolute heaven, and I wanted nothing more than to pump him hard and cum inside of him. But the pace I was going seemed completely fine with Blaine who was panting heavy breaths with a moan thrown in every few seconds.

"Yes, just like this," he breathed out, his head on my shoulder, clutching my back as I rocked deep inside of him. “You- god, you are perfect Kurt.”

I’m not perfect yet. I decided that now it’s time to start teasing that spot.

My cock is longer than Blaine’s. It’s not as thick, but I can hit his prostate almost effortlessly, and drive Blaine completely crazy.

And I want to.

Though my body was pressed as close as I could possibly get to Blaine, my shaft wasn’t completely buried yet.

But it’s about to be.

 “Oh god! Again!” Blaine cried, right as I snapped my hips into his pelvis as deep as I could go. Blaine whimpered repeatedly, his cock dragging wetly against his both of our stomachs creating glorious friction.

I stared into his amber irises as they filled with moisture, the look serving nothing but its purpose to give him exactly what he wanted.

“Please.” he cried again, and it made me realize I was probably staring for a while.

This time making love feels different than the last times. There is a new desperation and urgency now that wasn’t really there before. A quiet need to be sloppy, and imperfect.

Yet it is somehow still perfect.

“You feel so good Blaine. Perfect. And all mine.”

I thrust into Blaine as hard as I could, hitting that bundle of nerves again, earning me a gasp from my man, and as I thrust again, he moaned.

Hearing him moan was just the most beautiful sound ever, and I started to thrust repeatedly into him, hitting his prostate with every thrust.

“Oh! Yeah. Kurt, yes! Oh god! Harder! More!”

Every cry, pant, moan and breath Blaine let out drew me closer to this being over. My stomach was tight and my spine was tingling with anticipation as I bucked into Blaine, and by the way that Blaine began whining, he was close too.

And Blaine had come already so it had to be painful for him to need to come again.

“Blaine… I’m close….”

Blaine only bucked his hips up to meet my pelvis, pushing as deep onto my cock as he could get, and somehow his ass getting tighter around me, almost as if trying to drag the cum out of me.

“God, I’m so close…..” I repeated, this time following it with a kiss to Blaine’s swollen lips. I bit lightly at the tip, leaving it red and wet.

“Hauh!” Blaine moaned, feeling my hand start stroking his cock in between us. It had to be extra sensitive.

He needed to come. Before me. Because if he didn’t, I might not come, and after this, we both need to sleep.

“Let it go Blaine….”

And I could feel that my words went straight though him, leaving him a breathless, and shaking mess beneath me as he held tightly to my back, scratching it a little in the process, and moaning through his orgasm.

His sticky heat streamed out onto both of our stomachs, and that feeling was all I needed to finish too.

“Blaine……. Oah!”

I came hard, and it felt like a lot inside of Blaine’s heat, but I couldn’t control my hips that were still bucking of their own accord. I kept pumping him, the slick drag of his tight walls too amazing to stop.

I didn’t want to move. Letting Blaine go right now would be a crime.

Blaine panted out shaky, and exhausted breaths, his cock limp and shriveled, wet with his juices.

Though I was still pumping in and out at a sinfully slow pace, I felt myself growing smaller. I was getting limp inside of Blaine, and that forced me to withdraw from his ass, and sleepily and contently collapse at his side.

“I love you Kurt. So much.” Blaine said, clear as day. There was no hint of tired, or sleep in his voice.

“I love you Blaine.”

I tightened my hold, which never ceased, around Blaine’s waist pulling him as close as can be without being inside, and he wrapped himself perfectly against me to be the little spoon. Just in case someone comes home before Blaine and I wake up, I pulled the flat sheet up and over us to cover our lower bodies. It’s too hot for a blanket, but Blaine isn’t supposed to be here, let alone be here and naked in my bed.

I mean, sure, I’m already grounded, and my dad already knows that I’m having sex, so if he did happen to come home and catch us up here, I’d get an extension, and Blaine would be thrown out, but we’ll be covered so at least he won’t be scarred for life.

But they said they wouldn’t be back until dinner at six, and I have an alarm set for four so I’m not worried. We have time for a nice nap together.

Feeling tired, and perfectly satiated holding my boyfriend against me, both of our eyes drifted shut, as we started our first nap together. This perfect June afternoon in each other’s arms couldn’t be more perfect.

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Finn’s Pov

Spending the day with Savannah was completely……

Indescribable!

I seriously am dead certain that I am falling for this girl. And I am falling hard.

So, she has the morning from hell, and somehow, after crying on my shoulder for a half an hour, she is back to her bubbly and happy self, as it nothing is wrong.

Her grandparents mean a lot to her, and based on what she told me about her grandfather, they are very traditional. She doesn’t think her granddad will ever forgive her, but me personally, I think that someone who can stay mad at someone like Savannah, has no heart. She us the sweetest, most goofy, smart, pretty and fun girls I have ever met.

When I was with Rachel, all I could ever say about her was that she was talented, and she was sneaky hot.

With Quinn, all I could say is that she is hot, and has half of a good heart buried way way way deep down.

But dating them was more work than it was worth. After Quinn cheated on me, again!, I spent a lot of time talking to my mom. She told me that you shouldn’t have to work that hard to make a non working relationship work. It may not be as easy as breathing, but it shouldn’t be a constant battle to be in love with each other.

She is right. It shouldn’t be like that. It should be like it is now. Easy. Easy like it is with Savannah, who I’m FINALLY gonna be able to call my girlfriend. It took me forever, I know, but every time I worked up the courage to ask her to be my girlfriend, something got in the way. Blaine and or Kurt would come into the room. Mr. Schue’d come in to start glee club. My dad will call me and ask me to come into the tire shop. And whenever she and I were together, it’s was never romantic enough to ask her.

Today though, was completely perfect. I told myself that today, at the fair, before dinner, we would be official. I asked her on the Ferris wheel, which we thankfully got to still get on due to her pregnancy.

Savannah, I want you to be my girlfriend.

Of course, stupid me decided that I should take her to dinner tonight first, before giving her the bracelet I got her which would make it official official.

There were too many people at the fair, and I wanted the moment to be all about us.

But now I wish I had done it at the fair because Quinn was at the fair too, and she of course started to stir up trouble when she ran into us, ruining Savannah’s mood, and ruining everything!

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We walked past the skeeball game, me smiling like an idiot at Savannah clutching a huge monkey on her shoulders and leaning to take a bite of my chili dog, most of it staying on her face. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt as I leaned in to wipe the chili off her nose.

And no bigger mood killer could’ve happened than Quinn approaching us.

“Well, if it isn’t slutty McBarbie no boobs, and her pity pimp. Enjoying the first day of the summer fair? I mean, you can’t be having too much fun considering you’re as big as a house and can’t fit on any of the rides.” Quinn said, in the most innocent and sweet voice she could muster.

Savannah just glared, and I put my hand on the small of her back.

“Wait! No, that’s not it, you can’t get on any of the rides because you are preggers. That’s right! Wow Finn. Must really blow having to be at a carnival with a boring pregnant chick who can’t even ride the rides.”

“Quinn, there’s no need for you to be so spiteful. Let’s go.” Sam tried to pull her away. But with no luck.

“Why not? She thinks she can be as big a bitch to me as she wants because she is having a baby, but two can play at that game. I can be a bitch too.” She replied.

Savannah hadn’t done anything to Quinn except for call her selfish on the way to nationals. And it was completely justified. Quinn is selfish, and she completely deserved to be called out on it.

“Quinn, why don’t you just back off okay?” I asked.

“Savannah, if you want, Puck is single right now. I know you like to date my seconds, and since you’re already pregnant, he can’t really do much damage. I know Finn can’t really get the job done, and Puck is really good at taking Finn’s girls.”

God she is such a bitch! I would never hit a girl, but why the hell Sam puts up with her, I will never understand. I never thought I would wish to have Santana around, but I do. She needs to get slapped in the face, and I don’t want Savannah doing it just in case things turned into a fight.

Blaine would KILL ME if I allowed that to happen, not to mention, Kurt would disown me as a brother.

“Quinn, just please leave us alone, and go play with Sam. I mean seriously, why do you keep coming around me? You cheated on me, so go play with your boy toy, and leave me alone. Leave both of us alone.” I said walking closer to her, and staring down defensively.

Sam stepped in front of Quinn though and we stared each other down.

“Dude! Don’t get all in her face like that. That’s my girlfriend!”

“Well she keeps upsetting MY girlfriend, and I’m not dealing with it anymore, so leave us alone!” I shouted, and Quinn just bugged up her eyes and stepped back in front of Sam, facing Savannah’s wide and moist eyes.

“Oh! Did Finn finally work up the balls to ask you to be his girl? I thought he was smarter than to make that mistake again. Dating the loser girl. Shame….”

And something in Savannah snapped at that, because she lunged at Quinn, her monkey on the floor, and her arms pulling Quinn’s blouse.

“Savannah, stop! She’s not worth it! The babies!” I yelled, pulling her back behind me, and Quinn grabbing Sam’s arm and backing off as well, never having put a hand on Savannah.

I’m glad I was wrong about her being a big enough bitch to hit a pregnant girl, but still, her words are probably just as painful as her hands would be.

Sam and Quinn walked away just as a security officer approached us.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, more directed at me, as Savannah was following Quinn with her glare.

“Fine Sir.”

But everything really wasn’t fine.

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Now, at my front door after having an awesome day at the fair, until Quinn ruined it, I am feeling completely low, and the high ‘falling hard for Savannah’ feeling, was being crushed.

Did I say everything was easy with Savannah? Yeah no. That was a lie. It’s easy to like her. It’s easy to hang out with her, and play games with her, and be myself with her. But keeping her safe, is a whole other ballgame.

She’s really not ‘drama’, but her situation makes her attract a lot of it. I don’t do too well with drama, and even though she is so much more than worth it, she can’t deal with MY baggage with Quinn.

Well, at least not right now, she said.

“Finn, I like you so much. I can’t tell you how badly I want to hold you on my arm and never let any other girl come snatch you away. You’re so funny, and cute, and talented, and sweet, and amazing. I’d be the luckiest girl ever to be your girlfriend.”

Why did that little speech not make me feel good?

Because I know there is a ‘but’ that goes at the end of it.

“But?”

Savannah exhaled, and looked at the ground.

“I- I think that….. I think that boys are just- not a good idea for me right now. I’m not acting like myself. I’ve been really moody and kind of bitchy lately, and I don’t think it’s smart for me to be in a relationship while I am pregnant. I’m afraid I might…… Get into a fight with Quinn or something over you. I mean, you saw what happened today. And if I made an irresponsible choice like that today and you weren’t there to pull me back, who knows what would’ve happened. I can’t be like that while I’m pregnant.”

I understand.

Completely. I knew that Quinn really pushed her buttons, and she isn’t the type of person that would get into a fight, the she’s not the type to back off either.

The fact that Quinn is the whole reason for Savannah breaking up with me though, just makes me want her to fall in a ditch.

Well, she’s not breaking up with me, because we aren’t officially together, but still. It feels kind of like a break up.

Maybe a denial is a better description.

“So you’re saying that we shouldn’t date right now?” I asked, just to be sure of what she is saying.

She grabbed my hand and shook her head. “No. I still think it would be smart to date. We really like each other, and I don’t want things to change. You really make me smile Finn. And once the babies are born, and I’m back to myself, if you still want me to be your girlfriend, I’d be the luckiest girl in the world. I just don’t want to make it official.” She frowned. “…. At least not yet...”

I only half understood, and I think that she could see that on my face.

“What I’m saying is, we should keep dating with the intention of being together, but not be together officially until November. I don’t think I can handle the extra pressures of being a good girlfriend, and taking care of myself so that I can take care of the babies, and staying out of trouble, and keeping my grades up, and doctors’ appointments, and everything. I want to be able to be an awesome girlfriend to you, and be able to make out without my belly getting in the way.” She said with a chuckle, and a snort.

I smiled at that too.

I know what she is saying, She wants to be Finn and Savannah, not Finn and pregnant with some other guys babies Savannah.

…. I get it…… She doesn’t want to be Quinn.

“I want to be with you Finn, but I want it to be just me and you.”

I nodded, and pulled her in for a hug. “Okay.”

She clung to me tightly. “Are you mad at me?”

I shook my head Immediately. “Of course not. Savannah, you are doing the responsible thing. You’re way smarter than me. You’re right.”

She just held onto me, and looked up at me. She was wearing that amazingly gorgeous smile that I love so much. And it made me smile.

“4 or so more months to go. If you are really the right guy for me, you’ll still be here. Will you wait for me?” she asked grabbing my hand.

“You are more than worth the wait Savannah Lake. I’m very patient. Besides, dating from now until those babies are born, I’m sure you will have me wrapped around your finger by November. Am I right??”

Opening my front door, I took Savannah inside while I waited for a response.

She shut the front door, turned back to me, and kissed my cheek. “Stick around Finn Hudson.”

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