"Blaine," Kurt gasped and half laughed. "I'm supposed to be working."

"We're celebrating, Kurt," Blaine mumbled against his skin. "Our cupcake won."

"Mmph, yes, but here?" Kurt asked, eyes fluttering shut and clutching Blaine's arm tightly.

"We could go home," Blaine hummed, pulling back and rubbing his hands over his boyfriend's hips.

"I need the money," Kurt said weakly and Blaine grinned, seeing his resolve weaken. "I hate you."

"Love you too, Kurtie," Blaine grinned and his boyfriend rolled his eyes at the childhood nickname and giggled as Blaine pressed himself closer.

"Carol," Burt called loudly from across the garage and Kurt whipped his head around and Blaine followed his gaze.

"Hi Burt," Carol beamed.

"Uh, your car's all ready," Burt smiled brightly. "Just follow me to the office for the paper work."

"Thank you so much," Carol said and she eagerly followed Burt into the office.

"That's Carol, huh?" Blaine asked and Kurt nodded. "She seems nice."

Kurt turned his head back around and dropped it onto Blaine's shoulder. "I still haven't talked to him yet," he sighed.

"You will," Blaine said, rubbing his hands up and down the length of his boyfriend's arms. "Remember Kurt, courage. He's your dad. You know you can talk to him about anything."

"I know," Kurt murmured. "I'm going to talk to him tonight."

"Good," Blaine smiled; rubbing his nose against Kurt's, who giggled in response.

"Thank you so much for this, Burt," Carol said, her voice echoing over the garage and both boys peered around the car to watch.

"You're welcome, Carol," Burt smiled, "Uh, maybe we could – you know – uh, get something to eat sometime – if you want to."

Carol blushed and smiled happily. "I would love to."

Burt beamed and nodded. "Great – uh, I'll give you a call. I have your number. You free tomorrow?"

"Yes, I am," Carol nodded and Burt grinned.

"Alright, I call you," Burt nodded and he led Carol to her car.

Kurt had started tapping Blaine's chest to draw his attention to what they were seeing and Blaine grabbed his hands tightly. Kurt looked up at him in shock, eyes wide. "He made a date," Kurt whispered. "He made a date."

"Are you OK?" Blaine asked.

"I'm fine, Blaine," Kurt assured him, "Surprised but fine. I'm going to go talk to him."

Kurt pushed his boyfriend back and hurried to his dad while Blaine leaned against the car, waiting for him to return. Kurt grabbed his dad's arm and dragged him into the office, shutting the door behind them.

"Kurt," Burt cried. "What's going on?"

"You made a date," Kurt said and Burt shuffled.

"Well, yeah," he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Why didn't you tell me you liked Carol?" Kurt asked, slightly hurt.

"I didn't want to jinx anything," Burt shrugged. "I was going to talk to you tonight."

"Why haven't you dated since mum?" Kurt found himself asking. "I mean, have you been unhappy all this time?"

"Kurt, I was devastated when I lost your mum," Burt said softly, "and I still love her so much. I have had a few dates since your mum but nothing serious."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Kurt murmured, unable to keep the hurt out of his voice.

"Kurt, you were only a kid who was still grieving his mum," Burt answered gently, "and there was nothing to tell. I haven't been unhappy, I have you Kurt and I love you but yeah, sometimes I have felt lonely. But I just haven't met someone since."

"Do you really like Carol?" Kurt asked.

"So far, yeah. She seems great," Burt smiled and Kurt nodded.

"I want you to be happy, Dad," he said quietly.

"I will be, kiddo. Don't worry about me," Burt smiled.

"I can't help it," Kurt chuckled softly.

"Why don't you and Blaine take off?" Burt suggested. "It's quiet here."

"OK. Thanks," Kurt smiled. "Love you, Dad."

"Love you, too, Kurt," Burt smiled.

Kurt went back out into the garage and made a bee-line straight to Blaine.

"Hey, how'd it go?" His boyfriend asked, standing up straighter.

"Good," Kurt smiled. "Dad doesn't need me here anymore. Want to go home?"

Blaine nodded eagerly and collected their things while Kurt quickly changed out of his overalls. When his boyfriend came back, Blaine put his hand on the small of his back and led him out to the car. They had taken Kurt's navigator and he drove them back to the Hummel home.

"I'm glad you talked to your dad," Blaine smiled at Kurt as he drove.

"Me too," his boyfriend grinned.

Kurt parked in the driveway and they jumped out, heading inside. They went down to Kurt's room and Kurt grinned at his boyfriend, stepping close. Blaine smirked and wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, tugging him closer.

"I think we should continue celebrating," Blaine hummed and pressed his lips back to Kurt's. He moaned and licked Blaine's lower lip before sliding his tongue against his boyfriend's. Blaine moved them to the bed, pushing Kurt onto the mattress, crawling over him. Gently, he lowered himself down onto Kurt, one hand going to his hair while the other went under his shirt, palming his toned stomach. His boyfriend whimpered and pressed himself closer to Blaine, one hand on his hip while the other ran up and down his back.

"Your dad won't be home for a while," Blaine panted and Kurt moaned, pressing his hips into Blaine's.

"Oh," Kurt breathed. "We should use our time wisely."

Blaine gave a throaty chuckle before attacking his lips to Kurt's neck. His boyfriend made quick work of taking Blaine's shirt off and tossing it over the bed. He moaned and his back arched as Blaine sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. Blaine pulled away long enough to get Kurt's shirt off before he started kissing his way down Kurt's body. He panted harshly at the pleasure Blaine was causing him. He bucked up as Blaine cupped him through his pants and his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Kurt," Blaine said hoarsely. "I want you in me."

"Yes," Kurt moaned and flipped them over. He kissed his way down Blaine's body, stopping to gently lick and suck at Blaine's nipples, causing a loud moan from him and his hands to tangle into Kurt's hair. Kurt quickly shucked off Blaine's jeans and boxers off quickly before taking off his own.

Blaine pulled Kurt back into another kiss that was all tongue and teeth. Kurt reached clumsily for the lube and condoms, Blaine kissing his chest and stomach. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his hips while Kurt slicked his fingers up and gently pressed one against Blaine's hole. His boyfriend moaned as the finger slipped in and he panted harshly. Kurt gently stretched him out, adding fingers and sucking a hickey onto Blaine's hip bone, pulling back to admire his handy work.

"Please Kurt, I'm ready," Blaine panted, eyes open and pupils blown.

Kurt moaned and slipped his fingers out. He tore open the condom and slipped it on. He moaned loudly and bucked his hips as Blaine spread lube over him. He cupped the back of Blaine's head and pulled him into a kiss, positioning himself and gently pushed in. Blaine clutched at his boyfriend tightly, eyes rolling back in pleasure. Kurt panted as he waited for his boyfriend to adjust.

"Shit, Blaine," Kurt moaned. "You're so tight. Feel so good."

"Move, Kurt," Blaine groaned and Kurt pulled back and rocked back in. They rocked together, Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt and pushing him closer and deeper so that he brushed against that sweet spot that made Blaine see stars. "Fuck, Kurt, harder," he growled and Kurt dropped his head to Blaine's shoulder, pounding in harder. Kurt panted into his boyfriend's ear, moaning and whimpering. Blaine's hands travelled down Kurt's back and settled on his ass, squeezing it and pulling Kurt closer.

"Blaine, shit, Blaine, so close," Kurt moaned loudly, losing rhythm as he raced towards his climax.

"Fuck, Kurt, please. Please touch me," Blaine pleaded. Kurt reached down and wrapped his soft hand around his boyfriend's leaking cock and pumped him fast. Blaine moaned loudly, hips jerking and he was coming hard between them, screaming Kurt's name. His boyfriend followed right after him, hips jerking as he emptied himself into the condom and collapsed onto Blaine.

They panted hard and Kurt slipped out gently, both wincing. "Baby?" Kurt murmured, stroking Blaine curls. "Are you OK?"

"I love you, Kurt, that was amazing," Blaine smiled.

"Love you, too," Kurt grinned and kissed Blaine slowly. They lay in each other's arms as they came down from their highs. "We should clean up," Kurt said after a few minutes. "Before my dad gets home."

Blaine nodded and winced slightly as he sat up.

"Did I hurt you?" Kurt asked, biting his lip.

"I'm fine, baby," Blaine assured him, kissing him sweetly. "Come on, let's go shower."

He took his boyfriend's hand led him to the shower, a coy smile on his lips that made Kurt giggle.