He asked me to wait downstairs, and i swear if my corny and amazing boyfriend is cleaning his room...

Kurt just laughed thinking.

Its would be so Blaine.

"Do you want to go upstairs?" Blaine asked, coming down the steps a few minutes after he left.

Kurt didn't miss a beat though meeting him halfway up the stairs, and accepting the olive skinned hand that reached out to him.

"Yes. There's no place I'd rather be than here. Up there, with you." Kurt told him, arms wrapped very possessively around his neck.

Blaine kept Kurt's hands in his own shaky ones, and led him straight up the stairs and into the first room on the right. His bedroom. Kurt followed him in and saw the room completely decorated. There were rose petals all over the floor and bed. There were candles in every corner of the room.

So that's what he was up to.

Kurt thought about how he ambushed him after the play with the whole, "i want to go to your house" thing, so Blaine didn't have the pre-ability to make everything romantic.

It was perfect though.

What really brought everything together, was the prom picture that sat in a gorgeous frame right on the nightstand beside the bed.

Blaine closed his bedroom door, and turned back to see his boyfriend who was taking in the room around him in awe. His mouth slightly agape, and his eyes swimming with adoration for what he was seeing. Blaine walked up to him, and put his hands on his waist, and kissed his lips. Nothing could be any less than perfect tonight. Nothing.

They kissed just a small peck, but that kiss turned heated in seconds. There was fire, there was passion, and there was desperation. Now was their time. Their time to be intimate, and give themselves to each other in every way possible.

Blaine was more than ready to be intimate. He wanted to please his boyfriend. He wanted his boyfriend to please him. He wanted everything.

Kurt wanted to be with Blaine in every way possible, but they briefly talked about who would be bottoming first, and they agreed that it would be Kurt. Since Blaine had more experience with watching… stuff, they thought it'd would be best for Kurt to bottom first, and have Blaine do all the work. So Kurt and Blaine both agreed that Blaine would top first for their first time, and then, Kurt would top the next time.

They were in complete agreement though that neither of them would be strictly one or the other. They knew that they would both probably prefer one to the other, and when they did, that would likely set the tone for future sexual encounters in their relationship, but for now, things were going to be equal. Neither of them are women, so no one is any more dominant than the other, and they were both gay, and a fair, and equal couple. And they wanted to remain that way in every aspect of their relationship.

Blaine started to slowly push Kurt backwards toward the foot of his bed. More of a guide than a push, and Kurt anything but protested. He slowly laid backwards, Blaine climbing over him and attacking his neck slowly, with sweet and languid kisses. Kurt's head moved to the side to give him complete access and his hands moved robotically up and to his boyfriend's neck. No one said anything. All that could be heard was their breaths that weren't slow, nor were they fast.

Yet.

Kurt's hands moved from Blaine's neck and started to run down his back to his behind, and as he reached it, Blaine's breath hitched, and he bit lightly on Kurt's neck in response. Kurt moaned a bit, and Jesus Christ if it didn't make Blaine harder than he was a second ago.

And Kurt felt it.

"Blaine?" He said.

"Mm?" Blaine hummed, now kissing down Kurt's chest, unbuttoning each one that he passed.

"I-" He managed out, before Blaine attached his lip to one of his nipples, and he lost his train of thought. "I-" He tried again.

Blaine's hand was now cupping Kurt's growing erection, as he was kissing Kurt's erect nipples with his wet lips. He slowly parted them to suckle the tip of one as he wrapped his whole hand onto his boyfriends' shaft.

Oh how he wanted to have his mouth there now. But he knows how important foreplay is. It makes the sex all that much better. The lead up, the anticipation, the desire. They hadn't experimented too much yet because they wanted to save themselves for the real thing, but they did have a good relationship with google, and they'd explored each other somewhat.

Soon, all of the buttons were undone of Kurt's shirt, and now Blaine had his free hand on the front of Kurt's waist, right above the button of his kilt. His mouth was starting to water.

"Blaine, I- I want to-" But he couldn't get any more than that out because Blaine trapped his lips in another kiss, and his hands were slowly, and sensually unfastening his bottoms. Pulling them down, with his boxer briefs in one tug seemed more appropriate than dragging it out by doing each piece one by one.

Damn Kurt and his layers.

"I should stretch you. Is that okay?" Blaine whispered.

Kurt's bottom lip was quivering, and he was so turned on, he didn't really know if he remembered the difference between yes and no anymore. He just nodded.

Blaine caressed his thighs slowly, his long shaft standing pink and erect on its own. He had to close his eyes for a moment to stop from sinking his mouth down onto it right now.

He reached over to the bedside table that housed the photo of them. As he did, Kurt smiled. He knew there was going to be more involvement tonight with that nightstand. Now he knew what, as Blaine pulled out a bottle of lube. He saw a box of condoms there too, but he didn't grab them.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked.

"Yeah." Kurt breathed out.

"K. Spread your legs."

And Kurt complied in no time. He was a bit embarrassed, but he loves Blaine, and he couldn't contain his desire to be as close to him as they could possibly be.

Inside of each other.

Blaine opened the cap of the bottle, and the sound seemed to echo, it was so tense in the room. But it was a good tension. Anticipatory tension. It had definitely set them up for some very romantic antics.

He coated his middle finger with lube, and touched it to Kurt's puckered heat. Kurt's pelvis jerked a bit at the touch, even though he expected it.

Blaine's hand touching him in such a private and exposed area just felt so overwhelmingly intimate, it was such a turn on in itself. He couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to have his fingers actually inside of him.

"Is it okay? Can I keep going?" Blaine asked, worry in his irises.

"Yeah. It's just…. Your hands on me…. I love it when you touch me Blaine."

Blaine couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Kurt's length in his free hand and sunk his mouth down onto it.

"Oh god!" Kurt moaned out in pleasure. Blaine pushed the tip of his finger into his hole up to the knuckle, and the burn Kurt felt was slightly masked by the blissful mouth wrapped around his cock.

"Blaine, more…." Kurt breathed. He wanted to get stretched more. He wanted Blaine inside of him.

His love obliged. He wanted nothing more than to please Kurt, and do whatever he asked for. He popped Kurt's length out of his mouth for a moment, to lube up 2 of his fingers now, and he pushed them back inside.

"Ttsssss!" Kurt hissed this time. The intrusion alot more than he expected. Blaine proceeded slowly. He slowly massaged the underside of Kurt's balls as he started to pump his fingers slowly. Kurt's bottom lip was trembling again as he started to get used to the pressure in his ass and the feeling changing from pain, to a dull achey pleasure.

"Mmm." Kurt let out, to tell Blaine he was okay. They were so in sync and Blaine knew, so he sped his pumps a bit, and began to slowly scissor his two fingers inside of Kurt, while sinking his mouth back onto his boyfriend's length. He sucked hard and somehow soft. Kurt was in heaven.

Fingering Kurt brought Blaine to thinking, he had never been more proud to be gay. That time he thought he might be bi? More false than false can get. There is no way.

Kurt is everything. Absolutely everything.

Kurt was writhing underneath him, eyes closed tight as the heat of his boyfriends head intruded inside of him. He was going very slow, trying to be as careful as possible, and not cause his love any pain. Blaine was still as a board now, waiting for Kurt to relax at the sensation of being filled.

"O-Okay…. You can move….. A little more." Kurt said, his face relaxing a bit.

Blaine blinked slowly. What did Kurt just say? His vision was completely blurry and hazy, his head un-clear of all coherent thought. He shook his head a little, trying to get a grip. He had been completely focused, and blissed out a moment ago. Until he pushed himself inside.

Kurt was so. Tight.

Kurt smiled, seeing Blaine shaking his head above him. He really is adorable. "You still with me?" he chuckled out lightly.

Blaine nodded. "Yeah, I just had to…" He swallowed. "Kurt you are s-so tight, and god, you feel…..it's so good."

Kurt bit his bottom lip, Blaine's words only managing to further turn him on. "Go all the way inside of me. I'm ready…"

Blaine obeyed in less than a second.

As Kurt felt Blaine's length push completely inside, he had his eyes squinted shut.

It was a lot!

Slowly, his muscles relaxed around it, and he wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist, pulling him as close as he could. It pulled Blaine deeper inside of him, and Kurt's fingers tightly grabbed she bed sheets beside him.

"Blaine..." he moaned. "Move now please?" He asked, needing to feel more. He didn't want his boyfriend suffering and Blaine's hands holding his face were trembling, his head was thrown back, and his eyes were tight shut.

Am I too tight? Kurt thought. Does it hurt him?

"Blaine? Is it okay?" Blaine exhaled looking down into Kurt's eyes that were at this very moment a very dark gray and blue mix.

His knees were going weak. "Kurt, you feel incredible... I... I can't think straight... I'm trying... trying not to thrust into you... and I'm having trouble listening to the head on my shoulders who is battling with the head inside you right now... I don't want to hurt you."

Kurt fell even more in love in that moment. Blaine was being honest, and perfect, and amazing.
"I love you so much Blaine."

Blaine was so close to his lips now that he had to kiss them. He leant down to meet Kurt's lips, and as a shock to Blaine, Kurt thrust his hips up.

"Mmm." Blaine groaned into Kurt's heated mouth. All he could think now was, please, again.
Blaine detached their lips and he bit his own in contemplation. Kurt just rolled his hips up again and whispered. "Move."

So Blaine moved.

Blaine rocked inside of Kurt with a perfect rhythm. Every thrust that Blaine pulled back almost all the way out, Kurt would whimper. Kurt was getting so very close with Blaine's every deep thrust hitting his prostate perfectly. He moaned out in such pleasure, so happy to be where he is, with Blaine inside of him fitting like a puzzle piece.

Kurt raised his hips every few thrusts unable to handle Blaine not hitting that little nerve for too long.

Blaine loved it.

"I love you." Kurt moaned.

"Kurt, you are perfect. I love you so much!" He breathed out.

Kurt just moaned his name in response.

And it put Blaine over the edge. He started to feel his lower stomach coil, and the twisting pulse in his shaft.

"Oh god." He breathed. At Blaine's sigh, Kurt's hands went into his hair and he pulled lightly in response.

"Oah! God, Kurt I'm gonna come..." Kurt kissed Blaine's lips feeling him lean closer against his chest and slow his thrusts. He gripped his own erection and pulled slowly to match Blaine's now very slow, but hard, pulses into him.

"Kurt..." he breathed out before he gave one last sharp pump inside Kurt as deep as he could, and his body shook. He was coming into the condom as Kurt simultaneously came on Blaine's stomach; that last hit to his prostate sending him into a maximum high. They both stopped moving save for the heaving of their chests.

Blaine pulled out of Kurt's ass, which was still extremely tight on his wet member that was slowly going limp. He had never come so great in his life. Kurt had come, but he was still pulling at his cock, wanting to release more. He was still half hard.

Blaine half crawled, half rolled off of Kurt's body, and he took off the filled condom, and threw it in the trash. He saw that Kurt was still hard, even though he'd just come a bit on his stomach.

"Can I help u finish?" Blaine asked him, his lips inches away from Kurt's stroking hand.

"Mmhmm..." Kurt moaned, mouth staying closed.

Blaine wasted no time. He brought his fingers to tease Kurt's sensitive perineum, and he licked his cock, just around the head. He didn't suck, or put his whole mouth on it. He just licked.
He brought his tongue to the base of his head, and lapped at the bit of pre-cum gathering there before licking the underside of it from the bottom to the top.
"Blaine, please?" Kurt whimpered. "I'm so close. Please?"

Okay, Blaine had decided, there were definitely very few things hotter than Kurt Hummel begging. He put his mouth on his cock and started to suck lightly. He came up to the tip and nibbled the head a bit before going back down, and then, Kurt was done.

"Blaine, I'm coming..."

Blaine didn't pull off. He simply waited for the salty, but somehow sweet taste to hit his throat.

"Blaine..." he gasped, releasing his cream, and his head going soft.

Blaine swallowed, and popped off of Kurt's shaft. Kurt threw his head back onto the pillows and Blaine scooted up to lay beside him.

"You. Are. Amazing." He said word by word.

"And I think you have it backwards." Kurt supplied.

They just kissed, Kurt tasting a hint of bitterness on Blaine's tongue.

And to think, months ago, he thought tasting himself would completely gross him out.
It turned out to be quite the opposite.

They lay like that, tired and completely satiated, holding each other as close as can be without being inside each other, and they couldn't feel more...perfect.

This had to be the most amazing and beautiful night ever. They wouldn't change a thing. Never

"I love you Blaine Anderson." Kurt told him, through bright eyes, and a clear mind.

Let's go all the way tonight, no regrets, just love.

"I love you too Kurt Hummel."