Kurt Hummel did not particularly enjoy celebrations that were specifically organized and planned with his own two hands, but after seeing tears running down the cheeks of a man who didn't dare to cry in front of Kurt, but happened to shed them in a crowd of thousands, he was more than guilted by his father into attending his own graduation. The ceremony had lagged on, mostly because Kurt's childish eagerness to be back in Blaine's arms was the only part of the day he was looking forward to. His father was sitting front row in the auditorium with the proudest smile upon his face, just knowing that his own son overcame bullying, and depression, and finally graduated High School, able to break free of stress and become his own person.

Now they were celebrating this achievement as their home, filled with family and old friends and great aunts that seemed to remember him when he was almost an infant, but he couldn't recall a single one. He continued to sit on the couch and ignore half of the crowd buzzing with conversations in the living room, stuffing chips in his mouth and emptying half of the dip jar as he waiting until he could light candles, eat cake, and finally reunite with Blaine. His father sat down next to him on the couch and patted his shoulder, wrapping an arm around him and pulling him close.

"How does it feel my little graduate?" Burt asks with a wide smile.

"Little graduate? That's a bit of a contradicting statement."

Burt chuckles. "Alright smart-ass, and least tell your old father you're happy you're out of that hell hole."

Kurt turns his head to look at Burt with a small smile. "I'm happy I'm out of High School yes. But I would also be happy if I could escape the billions of unfamiliar people in this very room."

"They're all here to support you, every single one of them."

"I know but, I want to see..."

"I know," Burt sighs, "But can you hold on? Just enjoy the part more?"

Kurt nods, and his father rubs his back gently as he lays his head on Burt's shoulder with a serene smile. They sit in silence, with just the crowds murmur and showtune classics playing on in the background from their stereo, until Carole comes up behind them and whispers in Kurt's ear. "Ready to cut the cake, honey?"

Kurt gets up from the couch, helping his father up and smooths out his button up shirt and black dress trousers. "I guess, better now than never."

Carole chuckles and rubs Kurt's arm before leading him into the large dining room aside from the Kitchen where people began to file in. His grandparents sat at the end of the table along with the rest of his close family friends along the middle. Burt sat at the other end with Carole smiling happily along his side, and with Kurt in the middle of everyone, they placed a giant chocolate layered, velvet cake in front of him with a single candle.

"That candle is a wish for your future, so wish for it wisely." Burt explained to him.

Kurt stared down at the candle, which was surrounded by red icing letters spelling out, 'Happy graduation, Kurt!'

The lights dimmed in the room, leaving the glow of the candle to light up Kurt's face, and with an inhale of breath, he blew out a single puff, the flame disappearing and leaving a long trail of smoke.

After the whole dinner feast and cake cutting, Burt and Kurt were left cleaning up in the kitchen, most of the family had filed out of the house, and Kurt was pretty sure his cheek was covered in various shades of pink lipstick from all the female members of his family. He was scrubbing off the cake dish before his father grabbed it from here.

"Here let me do that, you've helped enough for your own party."

Kurt nodded and dried off his hands with a hand towel before leaning back against the towel.

"So what did you wish for?"

"If I tell you it won't come true."

Burt shrugged lightly. "That's not always the reality, maybe it will..."

Kurt's eyes trailed up to the ceiling as he smiled to himself. "I wished for a life filled with happiness and serenity."

Burt hummed in response. "And how do you plan on getting that?"

"I think I already have it, it's just a matter of how it all comes together."

Burt gave out a little chuckle, and Kurt cocked his head.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh nothing, nothing," Burt assured him, "go up to your bedroom, I have a gift up there for you."

"Too out-of-breath to bring it downstairs pap?"

Burt gave out a fake laugh and nudged Kurt. "Just go before I change my mind."

Kurt gave him an odd look before exiting the kitchen and heading towards his bedroom down the hallway. He swung open the door, expecting a small wrapped gift to be set on his bed. But instead, as he opened the door and gasped, Blaine sat cross legged in the middle of his bed, two tightly packed suitcases sitting beside him.

"Bla..." He eyed the suitcase and then looked towards Blaine in shock. "Blaine?"

"Hi." Blaine grinned, he stood up from the bed and opened his arms, and soon Kurt was racing towards the man and hugging him around his waist tightly, pecking him on the lips before his head burrowed into his neck, squealing.

"What are you doing here? I thought I was going to meet you at your place!"

Blaine hugged Kurt firmly, explaining, "I talked to your father on the phone a while ago and he told me about how you had a long talk with him about moving in with me. He said he didn't want you to waste another moment complaining to him about how he is babying you, so before you arrived I snuck up to your bedroom and packed all your...well, hopefully all your belongings in your suitcases."

Kurt looked up at Blaine with wide eyes. "So I'm moving in?"

"You're moving in."

"Tonight?"

"Tonight."

Kurt shook his head. "I can't believe this is happening, I can't believe my father agreed to this."

"He knows how much you love me Kurt, you must have done something because he encourages you moving out as soon as you can and starting a life on your own."

"Well I do happen to be very persuasive." Kurt teases.

Blaine chuckles and nods. "You do, and now if you want to bid your goodbyes, I'm going to take you to your new apartment."

Kurt beams, and with that, Blaine helps Kurt carry his suitcases to the front door, where Burt and Carole are awaiting with happy smiles upon their faces. He hugs both of them tightly, kissing their cheeks and bidding his goodbyes, his father is almost in tears and they all decide its best for him to leave before Burt convinces himself Kurt is still his little baby.

Before they leave, Burt gives Blaine a shoulder rub and looks him sternly in the eyes. "This is a privilege for me to do this after all you and Kurt put me through this year."

"I understand, sir."

"And all I ask, is that you take good care of my son, and make him happy. He deserves to be happy."

Blaine nods. "I promise, Burt, I love Kurt with all my heart and want nothing more than to make him happy."

Kurt chimes in from the doorway, "can we go?"

Both men laugh at Kurt's eagerness, and with a final goodbye Kurt and Blaine leave with the suitcases and pack them in the trunk. Blaine's car pulled out of the driveway, and Burt and Carole stood in the doorway waving with tears welling in their eyes.

* * *

Kurt entered Blaine's apartment with his suitcase in one hand, Blaine followed behind him with the other suitcase and switched on the lights of the grand room, wrapping an arm around Kurt's waist and whispering in his ear. "Welcome home, baby."

Those words were like heaven to Kurt, and he beams as he took a deep breath and walked with Blaine to his...their bedroom.

This was it, he finally had Blaine, he finally had everything he ever wanted. And he was more than an eager, horny teenager when he entered his and Blaine's bedroom and kicked his suitcase to the floor. "So what's first?" He said quickly, hopping onto the bed and sitting up against the headboard. "Intense role play, restrained orgasms, I'm prepared for everything and anything."

Blaine just continued to smile and tuck Kurt's belongings away near the large walk in closet of his bedroom. He walked over to his queen sized bed and sat beside Kurt, grabbing his hand and holding it in his own. "No, I don't want to role play or do any of that tonight."

Kurt's face fell slightly. "Oh," He murmured, "Well what do you want to do?"

"Don't look so betrayed, honey." Blaine laughs softly, pressing a small kiss to Kurt's soft cheek. "Of course I want to ravish you completely on our first night living together, but I don't want to bond you or restrain anything. I want you, natural, real you in the flesh. I want to make love to you tonight, Kurt." He leaned in to capture Kurt's lips with his on, kissing him softly before Kurt's lips stilled against his own.

"I think that sounds wonderful," he whispers, "I love you so much."

"I love you too baby." Blaine places his hands gently on Kurt's hips, pulling him closer to his side and leaning in more firmly to press chaste kisses to his lips. They shared short, staccato kisses for a while between each other, before Kurt's hands slid up his biceps, and the younger boy started to kiss him more hungrily.

"Patience," Blaine mumbles in between kisses, squeezing Kurt's waist and tilting his head to move his lips slowly against Kurt's.

They kissed like this in silence for a while, just enjoying the feel of both of their lips connected, and yet their bodies so far from each other that only the touch of lips and fingers would allow them shivers of pleasure. Soon Blaine had Kurt wrapped in his arms, his legs swung over his lap and his hands cupping his cheeks. They started to kiss passionately, Blaine's tongues parting Kurt's awaiting lips and exploring his mouth, Kurt would let out small moans and tug on the curly locks at the nape of his neck. Their tongues tangled together, and Baine sucked onto Kurt's for a lingering moment, until he pulled back from the kiss and Kurt followed after him with a whine, eyes still closed.

"Lay back." Blaine whispers softly into his ear, and Kurt was slipping off his lap to shuffle down the sheets of the bed and lay his head on the pillows, looking up at Blaine with eyes that glowed a beautiful bright blue color. Blaine crawled between his legs, spreading them ever so gently, and he leaned down to begin to kiss Kurt sweetly, just enjoying their lips fitting together like a puzzle piece. His hands started to slide under Kurt's dress shirt, stroking at his pale abdomen with rough hands. He then started to unbutton Kurt's shirt one by one, and by each pop of a button he would kiss the exposed skin underneath, before moving downwards. He pulled the white shirt off and started to unzip Kurt's trousers, the boy laying limp beneath him and allowing Blaine to undress him as he wished.

The perfect submissive, Blaine thought to himself.

He slipped the black trousers off Kurt's long legs and grabbed them to spread them across the sheets again. He stared down at Kurt who was only in tight, white boxer briefs, that showed his erect cock greatly. Kurt was gazing up at him with a pink blush that spread up to his ears. Before he could catch himself staring at Kurt's beautiful, thin form, Kurt cleared his throat.

"Blaine..."

"Right, right." He kissed just below Kurt's belly button before sliding his fingers under the waistband of the briefs and removing them from Kurt's body. He tossed the clothes off the bed and continued with his own, removing his shirt, then his pants, and then his boxers. He sighed in relief as his cock finally was released from the seam of his jeans. As he looked down at Kurt once stark naked, he saw the boy staring up at him with dilated pupils, a tight fist stroking up and down his cock as he watched Blaine undress.

"My beautiful boy," Blaine murmurs, allowing Kurt to stroke himself as he leaned over and reached for the lube in his nightstand drawer. Pulling it out and uncapping it, he squeezed a good amount of cold liquid onto his palm and rubbed his hands together to warm it as best he could for Kurt's sake. He was attempting to be as patient as he could so they didn't fuck like rabbits, but he felt an impatient Kurt squirming underneath him.

"Blaine.." Kurt whined desperately.

"Shh, I'm coming, I'm coming." Kurt's body was spread out so deliciously under him, hands at his side, feet planted wide so his flushed hard on was in full view for Blaine.

"Preparation?" Blaine suggested.

"Don't even think about it." Kurt threatened. "I want you fully."

Blaine smiled in amusement and got in between Kurt's legs. He grabbed the base of his cock and quickly lubed himself up, getting enough moisture on his length he grabbed a hold of Kurt's thighs and aligned himself with Kurt's entrance, pushing into the tight heat with a low octave groan. Kurt's breath hitched as Blaine's thick girth pushed into him and quickly filled him up.

Blaine's hands smoothed over Kurt's thighs, staring deeply into wide blue eyes and resting their foreheads together as he allowed Kurt to stretch around him, before slowly pulling back out, and thrusting back in with a steady buck of his hips.

"Ah.." Kurt breathes out, head falling back as Blaine began at a slow steady speed, pulling out and pushing in, his cock filling Kurt up with a steady push, and then soon pulling out as Blaine began to stretch him out more. It was hardly painful, as Kurt wasn't shy to prepping himself on a days basis, but Blaine was more than an average length. Blaine's hands soon were gripping hard at his waist, an tilted Kurt's body up as he started to pick up his pace, his hips snapping now and driving his cock deeper into Kurt.

Kurt moaned aloud and grabbed onto Blaine's curls, staring up at him and moaning shamelessly as Blaine's cock buried inside him with each thrust, his body being thrusted back against the headboard.

"I love you," Blaine said breathlessly, dropping his head as he started to buck his hips faster, pressing their bodies together so their sweaty chests rubbed together as their hips collided, and Blaine's cock could drive deeper into Kurt and cause the boy to mewl with complete pleasure.

"I love you..." Kurt let out a small whine as Blaine's head barely brushed against his prostate, "So...ah..ah...much...." He held onto Blaine's hair as the boy pushed inside of him at a nice and easy pace again, and soon they were clutching at each other, Kurt's head tilted back with Blaine's nestled into his neck, and Blaine thrusted into him with as much passion as he could, finally hearing a loud moan draw out from Kurt's mouth.

"You liked that baby boy?"

Kurt could barely breath out a little "uh huh," before he was letting out cries of pleasure into the bedroom. Blaine's cock started to thrust against his prostate, Kurt's thighs trembling and toes curling as the sweet spot inside of him was pressed into over, and over.

"Blaine...Blaine...Blaine..." Kurt repeated with each thrust, moaning and closing his eyes as sweat poured down his forehead. The two continued to moan softly, once in a while grunting as Blaine would hit a certain spot inside of Kurt. Their breathy cries of pleasure filled the room, and Blaine rocked into Kurt as slow and yet pleasurable as he could, making sure to press a kiss to his neck once in awhile when he would press against his prostate, and Kurt's hips would buck under him in reaction.

They lasted a while to their amazement, and just hearing the sounds of their names slipping from each others mouth and the sheets rustling beneath them was pure music to their ears. Soon enough Blaine's cock throbbed inside Kurt with need of release, and he picked up his head to kiss Kurt passionately with tongue, sucking on his bottom lip and grunting out. "Close baby, close.."

Kurt nodded with his lips parted, Blaine's hips started to buck less shallowly, thrusting his cock in deep as he grabbed onto Kurt's hips, tilting him up to get at a nice angle. "You going to come baby?"

Another deep thrust and Kurt was groaning with his cock twitching beneath their heated bodies. "Yes, yes, Blaine...I need to..."

Blaine planted one hand aside of Kurt on the bed and started to press into Kurt's prostate, bucking his hips at the angle where he would hit that sweet spot each time he thrusted into the boy. Kurt started to writhe beneath him, and as Blaine reached with his free hand to pump at Kurt's cock with a firm grip, the boy beneath him arched up his back, barely making out puffs of breath before he let out a little mewl and his body shook, come spilling over Blaine's fist. Kurt's hole clenched around his cock, and he felt his own body twitch and he was moaning out Kurt's name into his neck as he came inside of Kurt, his hips giving shallow thrusts to ride out his own orgasm.

Blaine pulled out with an easy withdrawal, laying beside Kurt and wiping his come covered hand in a tissue. He felt a warm body pressed against his chest, and he looked down with a smile as Kurt placed his head on his chest and entangled their legs together.

"I love you so much." He whispered, nuzzling against his collarbone and pressing a loving kiss to the middle of his chest.

"I love you too, Kurt. Welcome home." Blaine whispered back, watching as Kurt fell asleep in his arms, and he pulled the blankets atop of them, watching Kurt sleep peacefully with his own eyes hazy. He wiped sweaty brunette locks from Kurt's forehead and kissed his nose, holding him close to his body as he fell asleep as well. And for the first night ever, both Blaine and Kurt felt that inside them, the missing puzzle piece was found, and both of them had never slept better.