Chapter 20 Problematic perfection

Finn Pov

Karofsky and Kurt won prom king and queen, and Kurt wasn't even there to accept his crown. Which was probably for the best actually. That couldn't help his self-esteem in any way. Besides, he had been so happy lately. Blaine had been so much more than just amazing to him. I am ecstatic about my brother having someone to love. He deserves it.

The prom was definitely fun. It was awesome! And I kissed Savannah.

I kissed Savannah!

I KISSED SAVANNAH!

I seriously felt like I was floating. Flying through all of Lima Ohio with the most gorgeous girl in the world. Beautiful inside, and out. I parked outside of my house, and opened the door to Savannah's side. We were going into my house to let my dad know of the plan for the night.

"Hey dad! Kurt and I are hanging at Pucks!" I shouted as we peeked in from the door.

But Burt was up from his spot on the couch beside my mom in 2 seconds flat, and coming towards me. He wasn't buying it. Crap!

"Uhm no Finn. I made it very clear that you and Kurt were to be home at curfew tonight. I know all about your tricks and games. I was your age once."

I wasn't prepared for this.

"But dad, it's just to Puck's house." I tried.

My dad turned to Savannah now. "Hi sweetie. How was the prom?"

She looked shocked to have been asked. "Oh. Uhm, it was great. Really nice. Finn was an amazing gentleman."

Burt nodded. "He better have been. But I'm glad to hear it. Excuse us for a minute?" He asked her, and she let go of my hand and nodded.

I followed my dad into the kitchen.

I had to win this argument. I had to. "Dad, Puck is screening the new Paranormal Activity on demand at his gra-"

"Finn. I told you both earlier, you were going to prom, and coming home. That's it. When you have your senior prom, maybe it'll be different, but not this year. Tell Kurt too, that I said no." Burt chided.

"But dad-" I tried, but he was just shaking his head.

Damn!

Kurt was already with Blaine, probably….. A hotel or somewhere…..

God! I don't need those images of my brother. I'm not gonna think about this anymore….

But crap!

Crap...

"Now, you have about a half an hour left to enjoy your night, but she looks tired Finn. You should get her home. She wasn't planning to go to this party was she?"

Well at least I'd be able to tell one truth tonight. "No. She has a curfew. And your right, she's tired. I'm just gonna…. Walk her home."

I didn't say anything else as I left the kitchen and returned to the front door to my mom and Savannah chatting about tonight's events.

When they said their goodbyes, and Sav and I were out the door, she looked concerned at seeing my facial expression.

"What happened?" She asked.

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All Knowing Pov

"Do you want to go upstairs?" Blaine asked, though he was a bit hesitant.

Kurt didn't miss a beat though. "Yes. There's no place I'd rather be than here. With you." Kurt told him, arms wrapped very possessively around his neck.

Blaine took 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, and what really brought everything together, was the picture of the two of them 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.

The kiss turned heated in seconds. There was fire, there was passion, and there was desperation. The entire night was full of watching everyone get to love and be with their significant others while Kurt and Blaine got to mostly stand idly by watching. They danced together, but they didn't get to grind or be too close. Now was their time. Kurt was even teasing Blaine all night, and Blaine was more than ready to be intimate. He wanted to please his boyfriend. He wanted his boyfriend to please him.

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. Not to mention, Kurt had been the one to take Blaine to the prom, so Blaine wanted to be the one who topped first for their first 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 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 into his boyfriend's curls. 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 curls 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.

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 the two of them from a month ago. 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 was 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. Doing this with Savannah half a year ago was NOTHING like right now. He felt so close to Kurt. And his ass was hugging his fingers so tightly, it was amazing. He couldn't even imagine what it would feel like for his own length to be inside of Kurt's tightness.

This was his first time. There was no question. Yes, he and Savannah had slept together, (they were having two babies to prove it,) but this, right now with Kurt, is his true first time. The time that really counts.

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Finn's POV

Kurt's phone was just ringing and ringing and ringing. He wasn't answering, and now, Finn would be coming home after taking Savanah home, by himself. Kurt was going to get grounded like there was no tomorrow, Finn would probably get grounded too, once Kurt told his dad about him missing curfew that one time, because their plan didn't work, and this was all going to suck.

But for the next few minutes, he wasn't worried about that. Right now, all that mattered was that he was walking home with the most awesome girl in all of Lima. Sure, he'd thought that about Rachel before, and maybe even Quinn at some point, but neither of those girls ever held his attention like Savannah does. They were all about themselves, and what they wanted. They wanted Finn to be what they wanted him to be. Savannah was….. Just different. She complimented him a lot. They talked about anything and nothing, and conversations didn't stop once they were started. There weren't any awkward silences all night, and there was always something new to say. They both kept each other laughing, and blushing like mad.

Finn didn't want this night to end.

"You know... You sounded amazing tonight. You really belong on stage Savannah." Finn told his date in the dark of the starry night, the sky lit by only moonlight.

They were walking down Meadow Creek Street, approaching Savannah's house, hand in hand, talking about their date. The night was ending beautifully.

"Thanks Finn. So do you. You're amazingly talented. I'm so glad you-" And she looked down to where there was a sudden pain her stomach. Again.

"What's wrong?" Finn asked, panicking a little.

Savannah was suddenly scared. She had a pain like this earlier tonight a few times, and it hurt, but it never hurt as much as this time.

"My stomach... I don't know. I- Ow!" The sharp jab came again.

Finn looked ahead of them to see that they were only one house away from Savvy's. He considered picking her up, but that might make her uncomfortable, and also, she probably is a bit heavy despite what he told her the other day. He knows he can hold her weight, but he wouldn't want to further hurt her by trying to.

"Okay, uhm. Were almost at your house. C'mon, hold on to me." He said taking Savannah's arm and putting it over his shoulder. He had to crouch down quite a bit being that he was so tall, but it was okay.

Savannah clutched her stomach right above her navel where the pain had been coming and walked quickly past the two houses remaining.

"Let's get you inside!" Finn said, walking up her porch, with a hand on her back, and walking her through the already unlocked door.

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Kurt was writhing underneath Blaine, his 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.

"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.

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"Savannah, sweetheart, if you were having this pain, you should've come right home." Her mom said sternly.

Finn hung his head. He felt guilty. Like he should've noticed. But Savannah didn't seem any different all night. She was dancing, and singing, and having fun. She never showed that she was in pain.
"I wasn't having it all night. The babies were just kicking a little bit after I danced too hard on one of the songs. It only lasted like 2 seconds, and then I had a whole bottle of water, and it didn't happen again."

Her mom and dad shared a look. They shrugged. They didn't think she was lying.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Lake sir. I should've brought her home sooner or-" Finn started, but Harry cut him off.

"Nonsense Finn. You weren't in the wrong at all. You guys are fine. You got her home on time, and in one piece. No apologies necessary. I just hope you guys had fun."

Finn felt relieved.

"We had so much fun!" Savannah and Finn said completely in unison. They looked at each other then, and blushed hard.

Harry was thinking, Oh man... my daughter is getting her first boyfriend…. I bet those babies stopped a midnight kiss...

Finn's eyes glanced to her lips for a brief moment, and Savannah looked away...

Oh yeah... I know the babies ran interference with a kiss... they are so getting spoiled when they're born... already on grandpas side. Harry smiled.

Jonah was thinking, her pain probably ruined their goodnight kiss. Let me get my husband out of here so they can say a proper prom night Bonne Notte.

"Har? Why don't we leave them to say goodnight and go up to bed? We have to work early tomorrow." Jonah said, ushering his shoulder towards the stairs.

"What?" He said, wondering why his wife was trying to get him out of the room. She gave him a look 'lets go', and he sighed resigned.

"Alright, take it easy Finn Hudson. Thank you for looking out for my girl. I appreciate it." And he shook his hand firmly.
Finn smiled and nodded, "Oh it's no problem. Thank you for letting me take her. I had a great time. Goodnight sir."

"G'night honey." Jonah called, dragging harry away semi against his will.

When they were up the stairs and out of sight completely, Finn took Savannah's hand and guided her to the sofa her parents were on when they walked inside.

"You should sit down."

Savannah sat without protest. Her feet really could use a rest for the next... four months. "I should- I should probably tell Blaine what happened tonight huh?" Finn asked scratching his head with the hand that wasn't in Savannah's. Sav shook her head.

"I'll call him tomorrow and we can schedule an appointment or something. Don't worry about it. I'm fine." she smiled.

"K. I hope so." he said a little under his breath. "I should, get home and let you rest and stuff." Finn was going to release Savannah's hand, but she held it.

"Can you sit with me for a minute first?"

Finn sat down immediately as if he was commanded. Savannah chuckled. His facial expression was so innocent and submissive.

"I had a really good time tonight. Thank you so much for going with me to the prom." She said looking into her lap when she finished talking.

Finn just smiled. "Thank YOU for coming with me. I've never been out with a girl who actually talked that much with me rather than to me. I've never went out with anyone like you before."
Now Finn was nervously looking into his lap, twiddling his fingers.

Savannah knew what she wanted to happen when she asked Finn to sit down. And she knew Finn was nervous. She was nervous too. But she still went for it.

Savannah brought her hand to Finn's cheek and pulled him in for a kiss.

Finn wasn't expecting it, but he was enjoying it so much. It was a lot like their first kiss earlier, but longer. There was no tongue, and no parting of their lips, but there was something there that Finn had never felt so powerfully before.

Fireworks.

Finn brought his hand to rest on her neck and right behind her ear, and Savannah's mouth upturned into a smile.

Finn felt it too and his other hand moved to her waist. He wanted to lay her down. Kiss her even more, and feel more with her.

But not yet.

Savannah pulled away slowly, staring into the big brown eyes that had her mesmerized. What she didn't realize, was that Finn was equally as lost, drowning in her pools of green.

Savvy walked Finn to the door and they said a very quiet and shy goodnight.

As Savannah closed the door, she peeked out the side window. Just for one more look, and when she did, she smiled wide, as she saw Finn turn back around to take a last look too.
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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 prom night ever. They wouldn't change a thing.

"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."

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