Chapter 15

Kurt sat on the edge of his boyfriends king-sized bed with his arms clutched around the pillow in his lap. Blaine offered him the chance to go wait outside while he got dressed a couple minutes ago, and in retrospect, Kurt probably shouldve taken him up on that. But now it was too late, and he said that he could handle it, so here he was…

Blaine stepped out of his dress pants and disappeared into his walk-in closet. Kurt swallowed hard as his tongue moved smoothly across his bottom lip. There was something about knowing the man hed spent several days exchanging dirty messages with was in the same space he was, wearing nothing but these dark green boxer-briefs that left next to nothing to the imagination.

I can handle it, Mr. Anderson, Kurt had told him earlier.

Yeah. Right.

He picked up his cell phone to try and distract himself from the fact that a close-to-naked Blaine Anderson was a matter of feet away—and the fact that if he really wanted to, he could walk over and touch; slide his hand inside Blaines Calvin Kleins and feel—but somehow he ended up staring down at the text thread between the two of them. It was hard not to scroll through their conversation and relive those moments.

Blaine: I miss you a lot. I kind of regret leaving before I could hold you a little longer.

Blaine: I probably sound sappy but Im being honest with you.

Kurt: You sound very sappy.

Kurt: But I miss you, too. And well be reunited in 18 hours. Not that Im counting or anything.

Blaine: Of course you arent.

Kurt: :)

Blaine: Dork.

Blaine: So… are you alone right now?

Kurt: I am. Why do you ask?

Blaine: Because Im curious.

Blaine: If I was there you wouldnt be alone. Id be right next to you.

Kurt: Id like that, Blaine.

Blaine: You should tell me what youd want me to do to you if I were there.

Kurt: Tell me what you want to do and Ill tell you if I like it.

Blaine: We can play that way.

Blaine: The first thing Id do is take your clothes off. Then Id let you take my clothes off

Kurt: But Im already undressed…

Kurt: Im under the covers. Thinking about you.

Blaine: Oh? Are you thinking about me kissing you?

Kurt: I cant stop thinking about your lips, Mr. Anderson. Like… god. Theyre constantly in my thoughts.

Blaine: Yeah?

Blaine: Talk to me

Kurt: I want them everywhere. On my lips. On my neck, my chest...

Kurt: I want them sucking my cock.

Blaine: I miss having your cock on the tip of my tongue, Kurt. I miss the way your legs shake when you hit the back of my throat.

Blaine: Shit. You really need to come home…

Blaine: I have somewhere else I want to put my lips. And my tongue

Kurt: Where?

Kurt: please answer Im so hard Blaine

Blaine: Way too easy. Remind me to show you when you come home…

My cherie amour, lovely as a summer day. My cherie amour, distant as the milky way, Blaine began to sing from the closet, humming the rest to himself. Kurt looked around the bedroom and took a deep breath. He tried to think about anything other than Blaine, because thinking about Blaine as of late tended to get him a little turned on and usually ended with his hand around his cock.

Think about boobs. Boobs do nothing for you.

Luckily, though it was something Kurt never thought hed ever say, boobs helped the… situation.

He sighed and squeezed the pillow a little tighter. It was a little crazy to think that one day this place could be theirs, because somewhere in the back of Kurts mind, he was still trying to process all of … well, everything. Everything from Sarah, to his new relationship, to soon moving in with his best friend Sebastian, and working for a millionaire and his darling daughter in New York City. It was a lot to take in, and the possibility of starting a family in this brownstone with Blaine and Madison was a concept Kurt had a hard time grasping. Maybe he should think about it less, and think more about other things. He tried to think about things that seemed more realistic for a guy like him.

He stood up and walked over to one of the large windows, peeling back the burgundy curtains and staring outside. It was a beautiful June afternoon and the sun brightened the sky. Right across the river was the famous skyline of Lower Manhattan. Never in Kurts wildest dreams did he think hed be in a home like this with New York City and its wonderful views in plain sight. Had someone told him this could be his reality five years ago, hed definitely laugh in their face.

"Which one do you think I should wear?"

Kurt turned around and found Blaine standing at the entrance of the closet, holding up a shirt in each hand. But the problem was, he couldnt exactly focus on the shirts or the question with Blaine there in nothing but his underwear. Kurt could see the outline of the mans cock and he swallowed hard, staring at the happy trail that disappeared into those dark boxer-briefs.

Blaine gestured between the two shirts before realizing that Kurts face had turned completely scarlet. He laughed a little, arched an eyebrow in surprise, and then glanced down at his body. This wasnt even planned on Blaines part, and he kind of hated that he didnt actually think to plan it. Kurt opened his mouth to reply but nothing came out as he continued to look Blaine up and down.

"You okay there, kid?"

Kurt didnt bother moving his eyes away from the bulge in Blaines boxer-briefs as he started to nod to himself. "I-Im… not a kid, Mr. Anderson."

Blaine took a few steps forward and shrugged when Kurt looked up at him. He had fixed his glasses and stepped back, bumping into the wall. They were face to face a moment later and Blaine smiled again, finding his eyes. "I was only messing with you, young man. But like I said, if you cant handle this then I dont mind you waiting in the living room…"

Kurt shook his head no, trying his best to regain composure. This was something that Blaine would never let go and he knew it, but fuck it was really hard standing here and not touching. Kurt wet his lips and took a deep breath, looking down at the blue shirt with the white collar in his boyfriends right hand and then at the black V-neck shirt in his left hand, picking the latter. Blaine hummed, looking down at Kurts choice and nodding his agreement.

"I was actually leaning towards that one." He smiled. "Thank you, beautiful."

Kurt was quiet as Blaine turned and walked away, whistling the rest of the Stevie Wonder song hed been singing as he went back to the walk-in closet. He bent over to grab the hanger for the other shirt and Kurt took a moment to stare at the back of his strong thighs and the curve of the mans ass before he walked over to join him.

"Can I ask you a serious question?"

Blaine put the polo shirt back in its place and threw the black one he intended on wearing over his bare shoulder. He smiled at Kurt as he walked over to where his pants were folded, pulling out a pair of mustard corduroys. "Anything youd like, baby."

Kurt chewed on his bottom lip as he looked Blaine in his eyes. Of course he felt like punking out. The whole sexting thing was so out there, even for him, and to discuss that in person….Kurt would probably die from embarrassment if he said or did something stupid. It probably wouldnt be as scary as it seemed if he had someone as shy and inexperienced as he was, but that wasnt the case at all.

Blaine watched the expressions on Kurts face start to change and figured out pretty quickly that the boy was freaking out. "Or not…? Seriously, if you want me to get dressed I can get dressed—"

"Its not that," Kurt blurted out; eyes falling to Blaines bulge and shaking his head. "It isnt that at all, trust me."

With a smile, Blaine watched him start to fidget with his hands before playing with his glasses. "Then what is it?"

Kurt held his cell phone up in his hand and looked down at it. "I was just… remember when I was still i-in Ohio? Y-You were—we were… sexting. Gosh. Sexting. Who invented that term? Its so silly."

Blaine nodded with a small smirk, throwing the mustard pants over his arm. "I remember it quite well."

"I," Kurt paused, licking his lips again. "Well just now I read through the conversation again and you mentioned something about…wanting to do something to me," Kurts voice was getting lower in volume, but rising in pitch. Blaine stepped in closer, his hazel eyes dark, and Kurt gulped. "I um, what was it? Y-You said youd show… show me in person."

"Did you want me to show you now?"

A breath slipped from between Kurts lips as Blaine dropped the clothes he was holding to the floor and placed his hands on Kurts hips. He was going to tell him to pick them up, (they were more than likely expensive name brands that deserved better treatment than being on the floor) but with Blaine closing in on his space, it was hard to focus on anything else. "N-No. I just—tell me what you meant."

Blaine laughed against Kurts cheek as he kissed it. "No. When I said I wanted to show you, thats just what I meant, darling."

Kurt licked his lips as he felt Blaine flush against him. He smiled to himself and slowly backed away. It was probably easy for Blaine to hear his heart beating out of his chest with how close they were, and they werent about to start messing around before going to Cooper and Carolinas house. That wasnt on the agenda. "We should be leaving soon if you were serious about that date…" Kurt told him, trying his best to pull his eyes away. When he finally did, he ended up looking down at his shoes, smiling to himself at his boyfriends knowing laugh. This was a lot harder than he thought it would be, and when he felt Blaine walking closer to him again, he glanced up with a smirk. "Im considering taking you to one of my favorite places because I like you so much. I tried to get a job there when I was broke but they werent hiring."

Blaines eyes began to roam over Kurt, staying fixed on the mans neck. "Just think. If someone was smart enough not to let you go. We probably wouldnt have met." He grabbed Kurts free hand and brought it to his lips, kissing gently over his wrist. "Id still be in that penthouse with someone who hates me and I wouldnt know how wonderful it feels having a cock in my mouth."

"Oh my god," Kurt laughed, shivering a little when Blaines lips touched the pulse point on his wrist. "I guess—yeah. I guess things would be different. You… yeah," he laughed again and Blaine smiled at him, stepping forward, pushing him back against the mirror in the closet and kissing him softly. "… Blaine."

"Kurt," Blaine whispered back, smiling against the boys soft lips. "Im so happy youre here. You know that?"

Kurt stared up at the ceiling in the closet as he felt Blaine start to trail kisses over his jaw line and neck. He closed his eyes for a moment and nodded, wrapping his arms around the mans body. Kurt wanted him closer. It felt too good. "I know. Im happy to be here…" Blaines hands slipped down past his waist and into the back pockets of his jeans, squeezing tight as he pressed him flat against the mirrored-wall. Kurt gasped when he felt Blaine hard against his thigh, biting his bottom lip. "Y-You should get ready, dont you think? I—God, Blaine," Kurt trailed off, tilting his head so that Blaine could kiss him in that spot again and again if he wanted to. "Gosh. We should be going soon…"

We should stop was probably the last thing Blaine wanted to hear right now. It seemed like after so long of waiting for this moment—this moment of being alone with Kurt in a situation where there was nothing to be ashamed about; no need to be guilty because they belonged to each other, Blaine was definitely hoping that Kurt wouldnt want to stop. As he moved his tongue in a small ring around the spot on Kurts neck that made the boy moan, he thought about just how much the idea of taking things slow was going to kill him. He was dating Kurt Hummel—the incredibly smart and beautiful Kurt Hummel who made him feel emotions that Blaine couldnt label as anything other than bliss in its purest, untouched form. Blaine wanted more of Kurt. He was becoming something of an addict, and stopping?

No. Nuh uh.

"We have so much time to kill before dinner," Blaine whispered, pulling away a fraction to look at Kurt. The boy opened his eyes; lips parted, and stared back at Blaine. When their eyes were locked, Blaine continued. "We can go on our date, and then be at my brothers in time for dinner, but you asked me that question for a reason. Dont you want me to show you?"

Kurt licked his lips and stared down at Blaines. He really, REALLY would like a demonstration right now, but he didnt know if that was a good idea. Blaines hands were squeezing him tighter now and it felt amazing…like he knew just what he was doing, and if Kurt said he didnt want to feel more, hed be telling a bold-faced lie. But did he really want to mess around with his boyfriend and then go have dinner with his boyfriends family, including his boyfriends daughter, while acting like nothing was out of the ordinary?

"Fifteen minutes, baby…" Blaine said, grinding against Kurts body and going back to kissing his neck. Kurt gave in when he felt Blaine licking up to his earlobe and sucking. He sighed and tightened his arms around the mans broad shoulders, grinding forward too.

Fuck it. Fifteen minutes wouldnt hurt.

Kurt could feel everything. He wondered if Blaine knew he was getting hard too—he could probably feel it whenever he did that—pressing his body into the wall and rolling his hips forward. He threaded his fingers through the mans hair, pulling gently and moaning lightly when Blaines hands held himself up against the mirror. Kurt was in the process of wrapping a leg around his boyfriends waist when his phone went off, making him groan. However, they didnt stop—Blaines mouth was on the other side of Kurts neck now, and every time hed snap his hips forward into Kurt, hed grunt this sexy, guttural noise that went straight to Kurts cock.

"Wait… let me get that," Kurt said, though he made very little effort to reach for the phone, instead gripping Blaines hair as the man focused on covering every area of his neck with his mouth and tongue. The phone eventually stopped ringing, but a few seconds later, it began again. Blaine reached down into Kurts pocket and pulled out the iPhone, handing it to him without ever pulling his lips away. Kurt sighed softly at how good it all felt as he grabbed the phone, looking at the name on the caller ID. He tapped Blaine a couple times to get him to stop for a moment, and as he pulled back, Kurt noticed the dark, hungry look in his hazel eyes.

Sexiest. Thing. Ever.

"H-Hello?"

Blaine licked his lips as he looked at the boy in front of him. Kurts skin was flushed red all the way to the tip of his ears, and his eyes were scanning Blaine from top to bottom. Though Blaine could hear the other person talking, he wondered if Kurt was paying them any attention at all as he smiled, moving back in and placing his hands on the svelte waist.

Kurt swallowed hard. Right now, the sound of his heart beating to rush all the blood directly to his cock was so much louder than Hunter was on the phone. Blaine smiled at him before his hands found their way to the button on Kurts jeans, unsnapping it and then very slowly pulling down the zipper. They locked eyes again and Blaine winked at him—

"Hello? HELLO? Kurt?"

"O-Oh, Im sorry. Hello!" Kurt perked up a bit, ripping his eyes away from Blaines bare chest and looking out into the bedroom. "Hunter? Im sorry, Im here." Blaine began to pull the tucked-in shirt out of Kurts pants and run his hands over his stomach, massaging his way up to his chest. Kurts body shivered from the pleasure but he closed his eyes, trying to focus on what his besties boyfriend was going on about.

"Just returning your call! Well, I see you sent me a text about wanting to stop by the apartment and take some measurements so, yeah. Im up for that, bro. Is tomorrow good for you?"

Kurt nodded, forgetting Hunter couldnt exactly see him right now. Blaine watched him, beginning to play with the boys nipples as he moved in closer, kissing his bottom lip. It was a struggle not to moan, but Kurt kept it together. "Tomorrow sounds great to me," his voice fell a little lower when one of Blaines hands moved over the front of his jeans and he damn-near forgot he was in the middle of a sentence. "Hunter. I-I oh god, um, I, yeah. Tomorrow. Ill just text you the…" Blaine looked up at him as he cupped Kurt over the front of his pants, stroking up and then back down. Kurt stared at Blaines lips, continuing. "Um. The text."

The other line was quiet for a while before Hunter finally answered him. "Um… youll text me the text? Kurt are you okay?"

"Me?" Kurt asked, parting his lips as Blaines hand slipped into his underwear. "Oh god, Im great Hunter. I mean, Ill text y-you the address tonight. Well soon… Ill ah…" he could hear Blaine laughing now as he thrust forward into the mans hand. Seriously, if this didnt feel so good, hed break up with him. "Sorry. Ill text you the address soon. After this call."

"Alright," Hunter replied, sounding a little skeptical. He cleared his throat. "Well if its cool with you, Id like to meet up around 2, Kurt. My parents already have said theyd furnish the place… my dads best friend is a congressman here in New York whose wife owns a few Raymour & Flanigan Furniture franchises."

Kurt closed his eyes as Blaines tongue entered his mouth. Kurt was starting to really fall in love with this mans tongue, no matter how weird that sounded.

"So yeah," Hunter said, probably hoping for a reply.

Kurt pulled away, pressing the phone to his ear. His boyfriend smiled, still stroking him as he kissed over his chin. "That sounds great. Well um, definitely have to thank…your parents. And 2 oclock sounds okay to me."

"Oh!" Hunter cut in again, right before Kurt could say goodbye. "Adam is hanging out with me tomorrow so hes going to be tagging along."

Kurt stiffened a little at the mention of Adams name as Blaine started to slowly thrust against him; Blaines head buried in Kurts neck as he moved his hand up and down between them. When he realized his boyfriend was tense, he glanced up.

"Adam?" Kurt asked, trying to avoid Blaines eyes.

"Yup," Hunter told him. "British dude. You two went on a date and hit it off really well…"

Blaine was staring, and Kurt turned to look at him. "Okay. Yeah I remember… Well I dont mind. Hes a nice guy," he said softly, but before he could add anything more, Blaines mouth was on his and his lips were being parted by the mans tongue.

It wasnt like the mention of Adam making Blaine jealous was new information, because he tended to get this possessive whenever the other guy was mentioned. Being pressed against a wall and groped was not necessarily a bad thing, but at the moment, it wouldve been nice to at least end this phone call before things went further.

Yet Blaine was kissing him; sliding his tongue between his lips and sucking on said lips, one by one. Kurt couldnt help but moan, and he was brought back down to earth when he realized Hunter was talking.

"… and he wants to catch up anyway, so itll be cool. I mean, hell probably be hanging around quite a bit when we are all settled in anyway, so I was hoping that it wasnt a big deal."

Kurt turned his head and sighed as Blaine started to stroke him again. "Yeah. I dont mind… c-can we… actually Ill text you the address and," Blaine took Kurts free hand and placed it over his cock, and when he felt how hard it was, the teen couldnt help but rub it for him. Blaine watched Kurts hand rub him as he listened to the rest of the conversation. "…And we can meet up tomorrow. Cool?"

"Sure," Hunter told him. "…Have fun until then."

Kurt could hear the smile on his voice as the phone call ended and he automatically knew that meant Hunter would be filling in Sebastian in on that conversation. Would he be able to deny anything? Prob— "Oh my god, Blaine. Oh…"

"Seeing Adam tomorrow?"

Kurt let his head hit the wall as Blaines hand massaged his balls. His legs were starting to shake. He nodded, looking down at his hand over the outside of Blaines underwear and trailing a finger up the length of it. "Hell be there when Hunter and I look through the apartment… take measurements, do some… planning. Blaine…" Kurt took a deep breath and bit his lip. "Youve made me so, so hard."

Blaine licked his lips and pulled his hands back to himself. "Can I take your shirt off?"

Kurt nodded, lifting his arms as Blaine started to undress him. They were both shirtless and pressed body to body as Blaines mouth found his; the man wrapping his arms around Kurt and slowly walking them back out to the bedroom. The bed seemed so far away as their tongues touched, and Kurt groaned, trying his best to push his jeans down without tripping over himself.

Skinny jeans were the worst.

"You dont know how much I missed you," Blaines voice was deep as he pushed Kurt onto his king sized bed and helped with the jeans, sliding them and the underwear down past his knees. Kurt gasped, licking his lips a little when he saw just how his boyfriend was staring down at his body. His sneakers were still on, and Blaine hadnt took Kurts bottoms off entirely before he was on top of him, kissing over his navel and up to his chest. "You dont know just how much Ive been thinking about having you all to myself."

"Show me, then," Kurt whispered, taking his glasses off and tossing them backwards somewhere. He rubbed his eyes and pushed his hand through his hair, staring down at Blaine as he kissed all over the pale skin of his ribs. When Kurts phone started ringing, Blaine shook his head.

"Youre not answering that right now, I hope you know that."

Kurt smiled as Blaine began to pull off his shoes. "Are you going to stop me?" He looked over at his phone on the bed and wasnt at all surprised to see Sebastians smiling face on the caller ID. Blaine tossed the sneakers across the room and began to pull Kurts pants, underwear, and socks down the rest of the way as he replied.

"I will promise you that if you answer that phone, youre not going to get the answer to that question you asked. Remember?" He parted Kurts legs and kissed the inside of his kneecap. "You wanted to know where Id put my tongue…"

Kurts ringtone continued but he looked at Blaine instead. There was nothing that Sebastian could possibly say that would be more interesting than anything Blaine was about to do with those beautiful lips of his. Knowing his best friend, itd probably be him saying that hed heard from Hunter and he wanted to know what the hell was going on, but that could definitely wait until later. The phone stopped ringing and Kurt reached over to tuck it under the pillow. "Fifteen minutes, right? Lets see what you can do in 15 minutes…"

Blaine smirked, running his hands up the boys shins and over his thighs. The way that Kurts tense muscles relaxed made him smile, and he kissed his way up the inside of the boys thigh, sucking one side softly while massaging the other. "I could spend 10 minutes just doing this… kissing you, teasing you…" Blaine peeked up and winked at Kurt whose eyes were wide and locked on him. "And then for the last 5 minutes, I can drive you absolutely crazy."

Kurt wanted to challenge him on that, and maybe do a little teasing of his own, but before he could say anything he had his legs held up in the air as Blaine kissed his nuts, slowly sucking them into his mouth as if he was experimenting. Kurt gasped as he let himself fall back on the bed; his fingers clutching the sheet as his heart thumped against his chest. "Shit…"

For Blaine, 15 minutes wasnt nearly enough time to do all the things hed been fantasizing about as of late. It seemed like ever since Kurt sent him that video where he was moaning Mr. Anderson and fucking his own hand, Blaine could only think about the things he could do to make Kurt react that way in person. He closed his eyes as he played with the teens nuts in his mouth, inhaling sharply as one of Kurts hands ran through his curls, and enjoying the weight of them between his lips. It went without saying that at the beginning of the year, Blaine never wouldve imagined himself pinning another guy down on his bed and blowing him until he tapped out, but now that he had Kurts cock in his mouth and the boy squirming on the bed, nothing was better.

"Shit," Kurt muttered as he tried to sit up. He tried to warn his boyfriend that if he continued like this, Blaine wouldnt need 15 minutes. He tried not to thrust up against Blaines lips as soon as the man attached them to the tip of his cock, but all of these things were a lot easier thought than done. Kurt laid back and stared up at his feet in the air as Blaines tongue ran down the length of his cock—chewing on his lip as his toes curled.

This was why his best friend always told him to get out and date. This was what he was missing. Oral sex was like the best thing ever, though Kurt knew he didnt have actual sex yet. But even then, the things Blaine was doing to him with his mouth were so appreciated that Kurt couldnt help but voice his approval. He hoped he wasnt being too loud now, but then again there wasnt really a too loud with Blaine. He always encouraged that sort of thing, and it wasnt like the neighbors could hear them, right?

Why was he stopping?

"W-Why are you stopping?" Kurt asked, forcing his eyes to stay open as Blaine knelt in between his legs and dropped them by his side. The man began to stroke him lazily as he smiled down at Kurts naked body—that beautiful tongue poked out at the corner of his mouth.

"Turn over on your stomach."

Kurt stared at him for a moment as his hips involuntarily moved forward. Blaines tight fist felt so good that he just couldnt help it. "Turn—Turn over?"

Blaine smiled at him and nodded, sliding his free hand up Kurts leg and gripping his hip as he continued to jerk him off. "And relax. Dont waste time. These few minutes are valuable…"

Turn over on your stomach.

Oh.

Kurt didnt know what he was expecting for Blaine to do with his tongue, but he didnt know itd be that. He didnt mind, really. Rimming was something hed read about, but giving or receiving wasnt something he thought hed be into. It was just… so personal, wasnt? Like a real invasion. And then there were issues of cleanliness too. Not on his behalf, but in general, and—

Blaine flipped him over onto his stomach and urged him up the bed a bit. Kurt landed on his chest and bit his lip when he felt Blaine pushing his legs apart. The man slipped out of his underwear and grabbed his own length, head falling back as he touched himself. Kurt could hear him groaning softly as he reached for one of the throw pillows, crossing his arms over it and resting his head. A moment later, he let out a breath as Blaine laid down on top of him; back to chest lined up perfectly. Kurt could feel Blaines cock pressed right between his ass cheeks and had to repress the instinct to push back. Blaine mustve known as he smiled into the kisses he placed on the boys neck and shoulder. He grabbed at the duvet on his bed and exhaled against Kurts flushed skin, slowly rubbing his erect cock against the boys ass.

"Blaine…" Kurt whined, giving in and grinding back. He saw Blaines hands lock into the covers when he stuck his ass in the air and couldnt help but smile when the man thrust forward, pressing him into the bed.

He wanted to do this all the time. Every day.

"You feel too good to be true," Blaine whispered, loosening his hold in the sheets as he began to move down Kurts body. "So good, Kurt. God," he peppered kisses down his spine, not wanting to miss a single vertebra. By the time he was half way down, he slowly dragged his tongue down to the small of his back and spread both cheeks apart. Kurt started writhing against the sheets as subtly as possible, and Blaine smiled when the boy parted his legs a little wider.

"Is this okay?" he asked, kissing the swell of his ass while running his fingers up and down Kurts thigh.

Kurts head was swimming as his blood moved straight to his cock. Was it okay? Fuck. Kurt didnt think he would ever want this so bad. He nodded his head yes and licked his dry lips for the umpteenth time, glancing back at Blaine when the man didnt move any further. "Its more than okay, Mr. Anderson."

Blaine smiled; eyes dark as he stared into Kurts. Slowly, he started to drag his tongue over the boys skin, all before kissing his was over to the other side of his ass. "I know this is a first for both of us, but I want to make you feel good. So if you promise this is okay…" his hands moved to spread Kurt apart, and the man licked his lips as he looked at the pink, tight puckered hole in front of him. Kurts cock was sticking out beneath his spread legs and leaking, and while Blaine knew it wasnt likely possible that hed make him cum from eating him out alone, he sure wanted to try.

"Please," Kurt all but sang, and in any other situation where he actually cared about anything other than Blaines face being buried, he wouldve been embarrassed by the way his begging sounded. But now… now he was a little desperate, and so extremely horny that he couldnt be bothered to care.

"Please…?" Blaine asked, looking up at him again.

Kurt poked his ass in the air for emphasis right as his phone started to ring again, but he didnt even turn in that direction. "Please, Mr. Anderson…Do it…"

Blaine looked from the boys hungry gaze and parted lips, down to his taut hole. He pushed Kurts ass down so the boy was flat against the mattress, and when he started to whine, Blaine moved his lips to Kurts spread cheeks and started to kiss the rim. His boyfriends body went rigid as he poked his tongue out and experimentally took a taste. Kurt cursed. He stared at the wet hole and took another, slowly swiping his tongue around the entrance twice before pulling away.

It was… different. That was the only way Blaine could describe it. Hed done his share of oral-giving in the past but never anal, and whatever he expected it to be wasnt what it was actually like. Kurt looked back at him; those blue-grey eyes piercing him expectantly, and Blaine smiled as he moved back in—tongue moving from his perineum and twirling a path right back up to the rim.

Kurt didnt think he was going to survive this. It felt too good to survive. Blaine blew against the sphincter before nibbling around it and he gasped, grinding against the mattress and squeezing the pillow. This couldnt be Blaines first time doing this. "Blaine…"

Blaine palmed each of Kurts ass cheeks as he moved his tongue in a little deeper. This time, he let Kurt arch his back and didnt protest when the boy grinded against his face and moaned. "Mm… yeah, beautiful?"

"A little," Kurt bit his fist, not wanting to get any louder when Blaine reached beneath him and began to touch his cock. "That feels amazing. D-Deeper…"

Blaine nodded, flicking his tongue in and out and flattening it as he moved in deeper. His own dick was unbearably hard right now and nothing Kurt was doing or saying was helping… he was whispering curse words and moaning strings of please dont stops, and not to mention the way he would glance back every now and then and fist his own hair. Blaine rutted against the bed as he ate the boy out, jerking him off to the rhythm of his tongues movement.

"More. Please, more…"

Blaine looked up with a smile. "I can only do so much with my tongue, baby boy."

Kurt turned back and looked at him. "Then…oh god, Blaine. Please…" He reached down and cupped his balls as Blaine smirked, rolling the teen back over to his back.

"You have to be careful what you ask for, Kurt Hummel. Im only a man and I dont know if I can deny you… you do know that, right?"

Kurt nodded, grabbing the pillow and fixing it under his head. Blaine smiled when they locked eyes and took Kurts hand, wrapping the both of theirs around the boys cock and rubbing it together. "You do know you have to stay the night here until youre moved in at your place… and all this begging youre doing. All the asking me for more…" Blaine gripped Kurts hand as they dragged it along the teens long cock. With the way Kurt began to pant, it wasnt hard to tell hed cum in a matter of seconds. "I purposely dont have condoms or lube because I dont want us to jump into that, you know? Not before youre ready for us to go there. And I mean," Kurt began to move his fist faster as he looked up into Blaines eyes. "Right now youre saying things like give me more but its only because it feels so good. In reality, we know its not time, right?"

Kurts eyes slowly began to close and his lips parted as the two of them stroked him to completion. He came across his body with a long moan and Blaine stared down at it splattering across his chest and navel.

"Of course if I were to fuck you right now, youd cum even harder than that."

"Shit," Kurt said, forcing his eyes open and dropping both hands to his side. Blaine continued to touch him though, and it felt incredible, despite the sensitivity. "Let me help y-you…"

Blaine smiled. "Wind down first, Kurt."

He nodded, moving the mans hand away from his cock. "Are you going to let me suck you?"

Blaine stared back at him. "Is grass green? Do birds have wings?"

Kurt started to laugh as he sat up, pushing his messy hair away from his forehead. "Thats a strong yes then… Whats 15 more minutes anyway?"

Blaine bit his lip into a smile, standing at the edge of the bed as Kurt grabbed his waist and confidently took him into his mouth.

They had time to spare.

…

Timothy slouched back on his sofa and stared at the images from the muted television screen in front of him. His eyes were beginning to tire from staring at the paperwork that currently sat on his lap for hours on end. The way things had been going with this case of his made it obvious that his boss wouldnt be looking to promote him anytime soon. Worst part about it, Blaine was most likely going to be quitting the firm soon and there would no doubt be an opportunity for his spot to be Timothys. But with the way things were going with this case, Tim didnt even know if he would be promoted from simple divorce lawyer to the civil litigant he wanted to be. With his luck, Nick Duval would be the next partner.

Nick Duval. He was probably the answer. Timothy wasnt exactly close with him but the two were at least amicable. Nick was the silent type around the office, and though he was efficient and quietly making a name for himself in the firm, Timothy was hungrier. He wanted to be at the top so much more that he was willing to do anything for it.

The door to his apartment opened and in walked Sarah; short skirt tight around her thighs and a stack of magazines in her hands. She kicked the door closed behind her, juggling the magazines and her keys as she made her way over to the table.

"Ive never seen someone so eager to help me out before, Timothy. Youre so amazing." She let the magazines fall from her hands onto the counter surface and took a deep breath, flipping her blond hair and facing him. "What would I do without you?"

"Good afternoon." He turned around a fraction of the way and could see her from his peripheral vision. "Youre in early."

"Yeah, well Im working on hiring some new writers and wanted to do my research from our own tranquil home," she answered, pulling off one Louboutin and then the other. "The office is a mad house today. What about you? Why are you so early?"

Timothy scratched at his beard before facing forward again. "My case didnt go so well this morning. Well… it went to absolute shit. And I couldnt go back to the office because it was impossible to focus in there. Here I am. I guess were in the same boat."

Sarah laughed, shaking her head. "Oh, Timmy. You can ask my ex, because he knows it best. I hate a man that sits around pouting after a failure instead of getting up and fixing himself. Why do you think Blaine turned out to be the success that he is today? Its because I dont tolerate losers."

Timothy was silent at first; her words echoing in his ears. The sound of Sarah shuffling magazines around was the only thing that could be heard before she eventually spoke again.

"I dont understand how you could honestly think slumming around on the sofa and behaving this way will get you any type of recognition from the big wigs at your firm. Thats not the right attitude."

"I saw Blaine this morning," Timothy spoke clearly, changing the topic. "He tried to talk to me man to man about the issues with Madison because he doesnt think youve been entirely approachable in light of recent events."

She stopped whatever it was she was doing and began to walk over. "Blaine came to speak to you…?"

Timothy smiled. "He got to see me make an ass of myself in court, and then, he talked to me about Madison. Wants to do things maturely, he says," Timothy looked up at the woman and sat up straight. "You see Blaines a good guy, Sarah. You know that as well as anyone. The good guys are the easiest to screw over."

She looked at him; her countenance half-confusion, half intrigued. Timothy smirked. "Me… Im not much of a good guy. Honestly, I couldnt care less what happens between you and him. The bad guys are in it for themselves, and the bad guys dont like it when the person theyre kind enough to let live in their home patronizes them. I am not a failure, Sarah. Never ever compare me to him."

Sarah took a seat on the sofa. "So because youre doing poorly on your case, youre taking it out on me?"

Timothy rolled his eyes as he reached for a case file. "When we first started this, I didnt sign up for any of this drama. This was supposed to be fun. I didnt sign up for you to talk that way to me in my own house."

"You knew what you were signing up for when you ripped me away from Blaine, sweetie. Now instead of you complaining, how about you let me help you get where you so desperately want to be?" She smiled and inched closer, tapping him on his thigh on a way Timothy felt was a bit condescending. "Thats what a good woman does."

He took a deep breath and his eyes found the television screen again. "I was going to call Duval and see if he had time to help out a bit. God knows I cant ask Blaine for help. Hed laugh in my face and who could blame him after everything that went down…"

"You shouldnt ask Blaine for help anyway. But youre playing this the nice way…" Sarah looked at him like what she was about to say was the most obvious thing. "Why havent we said anything to anyone in your firm?"

Timothy glanced at her. "…About?"

"About you being with me now… about him being with a little boy, romantically. Your colleagues will be done with Blaine and he wont even be a factor."

"He doesnt care. He says hes bringing the twink to the gala next weekend so whatever plotting youre doing—"

Sarahs usual smirk fell off her face. "Excuse me?"

"Thats what he told me today, darling. So its not like me outing him to the firm will make much of a difference." He picked up his phone to dial Nicks number. "You know as well as I do that hes more than likely leaving the firm. Hes taking him money, and his daughter, and his homo lover and living happily ever after."

Sarah was silent as what was said played out in her head. She watched as her boyfriend placed the cell phone to his ear and eventually began a conversation with another lawyer at the firm. What was happening now was something Sarah never thought would happen. She imagined leaving Blaine and having the upper hand. She imagined him begging her to stay to work on their family. She imagined tearing him apart.

She never expected him to be perfectly fine with their parting, or for him to have moved on so effortlessly. New person—a guy, a new home, a potential new job. Yet she was still struggling to get Timothy interested in proprosing.

No. This wasnt how things were supposed to go. Blaine wouldnt get to play her and have everything to show for it, too. Something would have to be done. The gala would be a lot of fun this year…

…

Kurt wasnt sure hed read anything from an Amber Marie Hodgkin before, but the book he currently held in his hand sounded like itd be a pretty good read. He flipped through the first few pages of the novel and smiled as the familiar new-book-smell filled his senses. That alone was enough to make him want it.

The lady who shared the aisle with Kurt and Blaine put a book back on the shelf and turned to leave. Kurt glanced over at her before his focus was back on the pages, wondering if A Change Unforgiven would be something he was into. Dystopian novels had always been his thing, but he hadnt heard much about this one—

Oh.

Blaines lips were at the nape of his neck; his strong arms wound securely around his waist. Kurt could feel Blaine pressed firmly against him in places that would definitely be frowned upon in the back corner of a book store, but frowning was the last thing Kurt wanted to do right now.

Yes, theyd just gotten one another off less than an hour ago, but Kurt even shocked himself with how incredible his stamina was. And of course every time he glanced over at Blaine, and his eyes moved to the mans beautiful lips, all he could think about was literally everything that just happened in the bedroom involving those beautiful lips.

But that wasnt a good thing at all when they were in public.

And that was another thing. Blaine seemed to be seriously into PDA despite who he was in a relationship with. It was something Kurt knew should make him proud, but he wasnt entirely sure. Between all those weeks ago when they went to meet up with Sebastian in Grumpy Café, and even before that when they were on their date in Central Park, it was evident that Blaine was more of a hands-on type of guy. Kurt didnt know how hed adjust to that. The affection in public thing wasnt something he thought hed ever be comfortable with. Hell, he was barely comfortable in his own shoes. Now this?

"Mm. Whats that one?" Blaine asked softly, looking down at the book Kurt was currently gripping like a lifeline. Kurt took a deep breath and tried not to press his ass back into Blaine. He reached up to fix his glasses as he replied.

"Well its this dystopian story that I havent heard o-of…" he trailed off, biting his bottom lip as Blaine began to kiss that same spot on his neck again. "I-It looks good but I just… oh," he moaned, pulling away after it slipped out. "Dont do that."

All of the blood in Kurts body looked as if it went flush to his cheeks and ears, if not other places as well. Blaine smiled at him as he took a step forward, pressing the teen into the bookshelf.

"That sounds good. Are you going to get it?"

Kurt only stared in Blaines eyes as a reply, not really giving an answer. He didnt even know what to say or what he was asked at this point; Blaine was so close, and he was wearing the black shirt he picked that hugged him in all the right ways and that cologne that was all over the sheets in Kurts old bedroom in the penthouse. He was not the type to do this in public, especially since he liked boys, but Blaine seemed extremely comfortable with himself right now.

"Cat got your tongue, Hummel?" Blaine questioned with a smile, glancing down at his lips. They were slightly parted and slightly wet from having just licked them. It wasnt very long ago that Blaine was sliding his cock between those lips, and with the smirk he was wearing, Kurt knew he was remembering just that.

But oh. Yeah. Blaine was speaking to him. The only thing Kurt could do was shake his head no and try not to seem like an idiot. That was proving hard enough. Blaine smiled, placing his hand on Kurts waist. "I bet your lips still taste like that iced latte you had…"

Someone walked past their aisle and Kurt jumped a bit, pushing Blaine away once again. Even though the person continued walking and didnt pay the two men any attention, Kurt blushed and turned away from Blaine, sliding the book into an empty slot and walking off.

Blaine stood there after Kurt exited their aisle, staring at the place hed been standing with his hands at his side. He went to grab the book Kurt had and follow him through the store, a few feet behind him when the boy turned into a new aisle. There was someone sat on the floor with a text book open—one earbud in and the other hanging over his chest. Kurt took a deep breath as he scanned through the selections.

It would be great if he could forget what just happened and erase it from his memory. Kurt was beginning to get used to that attention in private when it was just the two of them, but he wasnt sure if he wanted it in a public place where there were so many people shopping. Kids were around too… sure this wasnt the childrens section but it didnt mean a tiny person wouldnt pop up and see them there. Doing that.

And so what if this was New York? Homophobes were everywhere, and many of them were loud and proud. With the upbringing Kurt had in Ohio, he didnt know how comfortable hed be messing around in a public place.

Blaine leant against the book case and folded his arms over his chest. He smiled softly as he watched Kurt pretend to look for a book while totally ignoring he was even there. Maybe he crossed the line being so flirty here but if that was the case, Blaine wanted to talk about it. The guy on floor glanced up at them for a moment before looking back down at his text, and Kurt took a deep breath, picking up an adult-themed novel and reading the summary from the back.

"You better not be mad at me."

Kurt quickly shook his head no. "Im not mad. This is just weird for me." He didnt look up from the book before picking up another. "I um, am not really used to the PDA thing and I dont think I want to be used to it. Theres a time and a place for everything, and when I see people acting that way in public I dont like. I like you, but theres definitely a way to behave, dont you think? Its just the idea of making others uncomfortable. It isnt something I want to do."

Blaine stepped closer and placed his hand on the small of Kurts back; his eyes still on the boys nervous countenance. "Baby, calm down."

"I am calm, Blaine."

Blaine smirked, pulling Kurt a little closer as he rubbed his lower back. "If youre uncomfortable with this then I thoroughly apologize. We can save it for behind closed doors."

Kurt glanced around to see a few women walking into their aisle now, laughing as they talked to one another. Blaine looked over at them and then back at Kurt. "Personally, I would like to be affectionate. I like being close to you, and I dont care who knows it. But like I said," he dropped his hand and Kurt finally turned to look at Blaine as he continued, "if thats too much for you while were around other people then I completely understand it."

Kurt rolled his eyes away and looked at the story in hand. "If its too much for me. Whyd you have to say it like that?"

Blaine lifted an eyebrow. The ladies in their aisle were now watching them, all until Blaine looked up and gave them an obvious glare. They smiled and went back to whatever they were doing. "I didnt know I said anything wrong…"

"Its fine," Kurt said, reaching for his phone as it vibrated.

Blaine stood up straight and stretched as he tried not to make a big deal of it. "Fine. No PDA. Not a big deal. Im going to go get another iced coffee for the road if you want anything?"

Kurt shook his head no and forced a smile. "I want to find one more and then we can leave."

Blaine nodded. "Alright."

The air seemed a lot more awkward after Blaine had walked off, and as Kurt turned to watch him, he saw the two ladies in their aisle give him knowing looks. Eventually he looked back at what he was doing before just deciding not to buy anything at all. He didnt feel much like carrying books to dinner anyway, and the e-book versions were cheaper.

Kurt followed behind Blaine and caught up just as the man stopped to look at a short line of people gathered behind a machine. "Dont forget Im supposed to pay for everything," Kurt spoke, hoping to sound jovial and not as uncomfortable as hed been a few moments ago. "Iced coffee. Three creams and three sugars, right?"

Blaine looked away from the line and at Kurt. "Whats this?"

Kurt turned to observe and noticed what was going on. "Oh. This bookstore has a printing press and a café, which is why it was my ideal place when applying for jobs."

Blaine took a couple steps closer and looked at the machine. "Have you ever used it?"

Kurt laughed and shook his head no. "I havent written anything that I deem worthy enough to create into an actual book. Maybe one day." He started to walk towards the café area and Blaine remained where he was for a moment, thinking to himself before following after him.

"We seriously need to work on that confidence of yours."

Kurt got on line and shrugged. "No big deal. Like I told you, its been a while since I seriously have written anything—"

"Blaine?"

Kurt and Blaine turned around at the voice and Blaine smiled when he saw his friend standing there—NY Fire Department t-shirt, khaki bunker pants, and work-boots. Jeff grinned and went in for the hug right away, making Blaine laugh. Kurt watched them with an amused face before fixing his glasses.

"Jeffrey! Its been too long!"

"Im saying," the blonde guy pulled away with a laugh and looked Blaine up and down. "Wow. Look at you!"

"Look at you! When did you even leave Westerville?"

"Oh boy," Jeff smiled as he transferred the books in his hand to the other. "It wasnt that long ago. I applied for a transfer about 5 months after I lost Jess, and 6 months after that, I was here. The little one shot up… he just turned 5 but youd swear he was 15."

Blaine smiled. He definitely had one of those in Madison.

"Now Im with Engine 9, Ladder 6. Working with the FDNY. Its amazing."

Blaine nodded. "Im sorry again about Jessica. Its great having you here though, doing what you love."

"For sure. Its still hard but its getting better. I have someone special in my life, and hes a godsend."

He? Kurt thought.

Jeff turned his attention to Kurt and smiled. "So who do we have here?"

Blaine looked to his left and smiled at the confused look on his boyfriends face. "This is Kurt Hummel. Kurt, my friend Jeff Sterling from high school."

"Pleasure to meet you, Kurt." Jeff extended his free hand and took Kurts hand with a strong grip.

"Pleasure," Kurt replied, smiling a bit. He looked at Blaine. "Ill let you two catch up and go order that coffee."

Blaine smiled at him and nodded. The two men watched Kurt walk up to the cashier before looking at each other again.

"Hes a sweet kid. Is that your assistant?"

Blaine looked at him and smiled. "Not exactly. Were um… a little more than that…"

Jeff stared at him for a while. "Go on…"

"Well…"

Jeff waited, obviously not doing the math on his own. Blaine turned to look back at Kurt and smiled to himself for a moment.

"Sarah and I are going through a divorce and… Im kind of with Kurt now. Well not kind of, but definitely. Thats my boyfriend."

"Shut up."

"I know," Blaine laughed. "I know. I… its weird. I dont know how else to explain it. Basically over the past couple months everything has changed and Im grateful it has. Wes is actually my lawyer in all of this. Its insane."

"Ha… I saw Wes not that long ago. But…so whats up with Madison? And are you still in law?" Jeff brushed his blond hair back as he looked at his old friend. "I never expected you to stick with it for so long, honestly. You were a rock star back at Dalton."

"Barely," Blaine said with a smile. "I kind of got away from music because of work and family… you know how it gets."

Jeff nodded.

"But I made Partner with my firm… the firm Ill probably leave soon. Theres a lot going on with me nowadays. Im pretty much a hot mess."

"Nobody needs to hold it all together at every moment Blaine."

He nodded. That much was true. Jeff knew him to be Mr. Perfect back in their Dalton days. Blaine was afraid to be anything other than that back then. "Madison doesnt know about us just yet but soon, I think." Blaine looked down at the dystopian novel in his hands, trying to organize his thoughts. "I came out to my parents and everything and its strenuous, you know? But after the hell I went through with Sarah, this is whats best for myself and for Madison. At least I hope it is."

Jeff looked completely shocked and Blaine smiled at his face. It was pretty shocking, he guessed. "Wow."

"Yeah."

"No its just…" Jeff trailed off and smiled, shaking his head. "Im actually in a similar situation. Not entirely, but Im seeing a… guy now. His names Nick."

Blaines eyes went wide, pretty much mirroring the look that Jeff gave him not long ago. "Wait, really? Ladies man Jeff?"

As Kurt waited for Blaines drink to be made, he glanced back at the two men wondering what they were talking about. He did find it weird that Blaine simply introduced him as Kurt Hummel and not his boyfriend. He wondered if it was because he just made a big deal about not wanting to use any affection towards each other in public, or if it was because Blaine didnt want to tell his friend that he was seeing him. He guessed itd be weird, admitting to someone close to you that you left your wife and were now seeing a 20 year old still in college. Itd probably be different if he werent a male.

Either way, it wasnt a big deal. Kurt leant against the bar and watched the barista for a while. Blaines words rang in his ear… what hed just said about Kurt needing to work on his confidence. That much was true. Today was a lot to take in, though. Having this new home where Blaine definitely made space for him… having a moment to themselves where they messed around. Now perusing the city together. When you go from being a loner and being used to the idea that youre going to be alone for a while, having to handle being in a relationship with someone who wants you is an idea difficult to fathom. At least for Kurt. In the back of his mind, he wondered when it would all go to shit.

From: Sebastian

I dont understand why Im being ignored, but I dont like it.

Kurt smiled down at the message before typing a reply.

From: Kurt

Its been a busy day. Im with Blaine so Ill talk to you later. Promise.

Jeff rubbed at his arm as he laughed. "Im serious. I met him at a bar after my shift one night and we hit it off. As friends," he emphasized. "But after hanging out a few more times and getting to know one another, and getting hammered, friends turned into a wee bit more. Hes… hes still in the closet, which sucks, but the guys at the firehouse know and love him. So does Jack. Its a whenever hes ready type of thing."

Blaine could understand the whole being afraid to come out thing. If he met Kurt a few years earlier, before he had the balls to stand up to his parents, hed probably still be hidden as well. Even though everything seemed especially shitty, he was happen to have it happen the way it did. At least now he could appreciate Kurt and hopefully give him what he deserved. "Thats amazing. If youre happy, Im happy. And we should totally get Jack and Madison together one day. Shes turning 7 soon but shes been begging for a little brother. Hes the closest she can get right now."

Jeff laughed as he grabbed his phone out of his pocket. "Definitely. Give me your number and we can set something up."

Kurt walked over with Blaines drink in hand and smiled a little, not wanting to interrupt. He stood off to the side a bit, forcing himself to look around the bookstore. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see the books Jeff were holding were for a child and it made him smile, knowing one of the first things Maddie would do when he saw her would be force him to read her something. He really did miss her while he was away.

Blaine took Jeffs cell phone and quickly entered his number before going in for a hug. "It was good seeing you, man. Call me whenever."

"For sure. Maybe you two can come over to Nicks place one night. Well make dinner."

Blaine smiled at Kurt and looked at his friend again. "Thatd be great. Thanks."

"Nice meeting you, Kurt." Jeff waved and started to walk off. Kurt said goodbye before looking back at Blaine. "Heres your coffee."

Blaine thanked him and they started to walk towards the escalator. "I hope it tastes as sweet as you."

Kurts cheeks went completely red and Blaine laughed, not even meaning it that way. "Oh my god. I meant I hope its as sweet as you are. Not that you taste… I wasnt talking about—"

"Its fine, Blaine. Stop talking."

Blaine laughed at his nervous boyfriend and took a sip of the coffee, holding the straw between his lips. He hummed and looked back at Kurt as the two of them rode down the escalator. "Its amazing. Thanks again."

He nodded. "Youre welcome."

"Can you believe it?" Blaine took a deep breath and stepped off first, almost reaching back for Kurts hand before remembering that wasnt going to be their thing. He instead slid it into his pocket. "Jeff is with a guy named Nick, he says. Happily. I never wouldve thought hed be with a guy but then again, look at me."

Kurt smiled. "Well thats true." He gestured to the book underneath Blaines arm. "Are you getting that?"

"Yeah," Blaine pulled it out. "Its the dystopian work you were looking at. I think Ill give it a read and tell you how it goes."

"That would be appreciated," Kurt told him. "Hey um… dont you work with a guy named Nick? At your firm?"

Blaines eyebrows went up and he smiled. "Hm. I do. But I dont think thats Jeffs Nick… Nick always complains that hes too busy to date. Brings random girls to all our dinners and events and what not."

Kurt nodded.

"Let me go pay for this and Ill meet you out front. Cool?"

"Sure," Kurt said, smiling a bit as Blaine hurried over to customer service. He watched him walk away, staring intently on his ass before disappearing over to the exit. The guard nodded to him—they were pretty much on a first name basis at this point, and Kurt decided to stand in front of the Lexington book store and wait.

From: Sebastian

Well I figured I should at least let you know whats going on. Hunter told me he had a full conversation with you where you were panting and losing track of thought and also moaning so I want to discuss that. I want to have an IN DEPTH discussion about that one. Also, Ill be back after my birthday so you wont have to wait much longer to see your bestie :) I imagine itd be weird living with Hunter and Adam forever, you know?

Kurt scrolled through the message and the living with Adam part stood out to him most. The whole Hunter spilling the beans thing wasnt exactly shocking, but the other part…

To: Sebastian

Living with Adam? Im sorry… what?

From: Sebastian

Well I mean, thats Hunters best friend. Im sure hell be there a lot. Not l-i-v-i-n-g there but you know what I mean. So Ill be back in NY in a week and by then youll have time for me because I guess your husbands vacation will be over and we can be roommates and enjoy our summer!

Kurt slid his phone back into his pocket. All of that was something he could deal with later.

…

"I want more pizza. Did mommy make PIZZA? Dad! Do we have ice cream for dessert?"

Cooper let off the brakes when the light turned green. He was rather annoyed with the city traffic, but it was rush hour. There was no one to blame but himself. "You just ate. Relax."

"Ouch Xavier!"

"Sorry Madison." The boy fixed his legs in the chair and patted her knee. "It was an accident."

"Sit correctly," Cooper told them, glancing back at the three in the second row of his Mercedes. "Or Im eating everyones ice cream."

"No," Madison smiled, looking out her window. "Im saving my ice cream for Kurt."

Her cousin Ethan turned to look at her, pulling his t-shirt sleeve from his mouth. "Do you think hell let me have it?"

"No one is letting you have anything because Im eating everyones ice cream. Kurts too."

"Nuh uh," Madison said with a laugh. She loved her uncle, and her cousins, even if they were a bit rough at times. Still, the girl wanted a little brother one day. And a little sister too. But with her mom and dad not together, it didnt look like it would happen anytime soon. She played with the strap of her backpack as Xavier began to sing along with Radio Disney.

"I have to use the bathroom, dad."

"Almost home buddy," Cooper honked his horn at a taxi that was trying to cut in front of him. "About five minutes, okay?"

His older brother Xavier glanced over and sighed. "Please dont pee back here again."

Madison made a face that Cooper laughed at in the rearview. "Dont worry, Princess. Uncle Coop had the car fumigated."

"Im not going to pee, I just have to go," Ethan repeated, sitting up and pulling at the seatbelt. "Can we change the radio station?"

"No!" Xavier shook his head. "I love this song."

"Youre singing the words wrong. Hes singing the wrong words."

Cooper sighed. "What do you want to do, Maddie? Maddie will be the deciding vote."

Madison glanced over to her cousins who of course both wanted her to choose their side. Xavier smiled and threw his arm around her shoulder. "Ill share my ice cream with you and Kyle."

"His name is Kurt," Madison said, rolling her eyes. "And he would say that when this song is over, turn the station so Ethan can listen to something he likes."

Ethan sighed, but eventually agreed. "Fine." Xavier went back to incorrectly singing the lyrics as Cooper finally began to drive freely down Lexington.

Madison couldnt believe they were so close to seeing her dad and Kurt. Kurt had been gone forever and it was so weird without him. And now he was going to get to meet her cousins and auntie Carolina, and theyd love him too.

…

"We can probably get a taxi over if you want," Blaine said, looking up the quiet city street. "I know you dont want to walk over…"

"You know correctly," Kurt teased, walking beside him. In Blaines hands were the bag containing the book hed gotten and his iced coffee. Kurt suspected he wanted to keep them full so that he wouldnt reach for his hand again. "Youre not mad at me about the PDA thing, right?"

Blaine looked up, a little shocked at the question. "Hm. Well that depends. Are you not interested in PDA because you just arent, or because Im not cute and you dont want to be caught kissing me?"

Kurt laughed as the two of them crossed the street, officially uptown. He shook his head. "Youre gorgeous, Mr. Anderson. Blaine…" he licked his lips and glanced over at a smirking Blaine. "It has nothing to do with you and everything with me."

They fell quiet as Blaine listened. "Do you care to elaborate?"

"Why not," Kurt said with a grimace. "In the past, Ive been teased and bullied because of a number of things. Im pale and nerdy and I have a high-pitched voice. Some people would make fun of my smile when they thought I couldnt hear. But being bullied because of who Im attracted to is by far the worst. And besides all of that… why would anyone want to do things in public?"

Blaine slowed down a bit as they continued to walk. His face turned serious and Kurt swallowed, turning to face him. "You know how it is living in Ohio."

Blaine shook his head no. "Ive always been pretty sheltered, so you can explain it to me."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I wouldnt know where to begin. But there were times I seriously didnt like myself. I was bullied, it seemed like I didnt fit in anywhere, and I had a crush on a guy who turned out to be the biggest homophobe on the planet, Im certain."

Blaine stood tense, staring into his eyes.

"I never wouldve dreamed of being affectionate with someone in public in Lima. Im certain they wouldve stoned me if I had someone even remotely interested enough to want to hold my hand, or do any of this…" Kurt crossed his arms over his chest. "I think the only thing that kept me sane was writing, my dad of course, and eventually Sebastian came along, and I got the hell out of that town."

"I wish you wouldve told me all of this while we were in Lima. I wouldve made out with you everywhere in that town."

"Youve missed the point entirely."

"No, I havent," Blaine stepped in closer and caught Kurts eyes before the boy could look away. "You realize youre still giving some idiots from high school the power over you right? You were afraid of what theyd think and what theyd do while you were in Lima, and thats fine. I wont judge you for feeling what you felt because Ive never been in your shoes and I have no right… but baby…" Blaine switched the bag to the other hand and took Kurts, making the boy go rigid. He frowned a little because of Kurts reaction to his touch. "Youre here now. With me. No one has the right to say anything to us because were holding hands, or because we kiss. Were not bothering anyone with our happiness…"

"I know they dont have the right to, I just dont want to deal with any of that anymore… I hated all of it."

Blaine nodded, looking around the Upper East Side area they were in. He smiled at Kurt and squeezed his hand a little tighter. "If you dont want to, thats fine. I respect that and Im not going to force you. But if I can say my piece…"

Kurt nodded. "Of course."

"You want to be with me. I want to be with you. Neither of us are children anymore. Im not letting anything happen to either of us, okay? Youre safe here with me, and if you werent, I wouldnt be so selfish as to keep you here."

Kurt looked down. "Just because this is open and accepting New York City doesnt mean were immune to being gay-bashed."

"Im not saying were invincible because this isnt Ohio," Blaine clarified. "Im saying that Im not going to hide who I am now, or that were together because people are assholes. Why should we let them win?"

Kurt was quiet, nodding as he held his boyfriends hand. "Youre right."

"All of the fears from back then, you gotta let that go. Youre safe here. Got it, hottie?"

He smiled and nodded. "I got it."

Blaine smiled back. "Good. Now… we have other things to talk about."

They began to walk and Kurt watched him look for taxis as their hands separated. "Like the fact that you told your friend Jeff I was simply Kurt Hummel instead of saying this is my boyfriend, Kurt Hummel?"

Blaine stuck his hand out for a second before laughing. "First of all, I did tell him we were together and I have no need to hide that. Secondly," he turned to him. "You sound really contradictory right now. Do you want everyone to know were together or dont you? Because I have the perfect platform for that…"

Kurts eyes went up as his boyfriend took a sip of the iced coffee. "What do you mean?"

"You could be my date to this Charity Benefit thats coming up… god this is why I have my own driver. None of these idiots are stopping."

"Im sorry… Charity Benefit?"

Blaine nodded, stepping off the curb and holding his free hand out.

"Care to elaborate?"

"Theres a gala coming up next weekend and even though Im most likely leaving the firm, I wanted to attend. And I wanted you to be there with me, but I guess after this chat we just had, coming out to everyone isnt exactly on your agenda…"

Kurt slid his hands into his pocket and shrugged. Did the thought of being on Blaines arm in a room filled with rich and more than likely pompous idiots scare him? Hell yes it did. But the real question was whether or not Kurt had anything to worry about. Blaine had said it best. He didnt like the idea of letting fear stop him from being happy. Thats basically what hed spent middle and high school doing.

Now things were different. Now he had a little someone looking up to him, and being afraid to be himself would be a terrible example for Madison.

"I dont know."

The man looked over at him.

"Maybe five minutes ago itd freak me out… but you said you wouldnt let anything happen to us, right?"

Blaine gave him a small smile as he waited for Kurt to change his mind. "I said that… that is correct."

Kurt smiled back, remaining quiet.

"We could go and you know… youd be my date. We could play dress up… tuxedos, the whole nine. The ex and her brilliant boyfriend will be there though, so you know."

Kurt nodded, looking out at the city. "So I should probably get over my fear of kissing in public before then, huh?"

Blaine smiled at first, but when he got the inkling that Kurt was serious, his eyes went wide. "Wha—Hm?"

Kurt laughed. "I…Just come here, please?"

Blaine hopped back up onto the sidewalk and walked over, tippy toeing a bit as he placed his lips to Kurts cheek. The boys skin was warm to the touch as always, and Blaine smiled as he pulled away.

"How was that?"

Kurt nodded. He looked around. Surely enough, there were New Yorkers and tourists alike walking up and down Lexington, but no one seemed to give a damn. He smiled, turning back to the man. "I think I can handle more."

…

"I cant believe this idiot didnt beat that light. He for sure couldve beat that light."

Ethan laughed as Xavier shook his head. "Im telling mommy youre name-calling."

"No youre not."

"Yes I am."

Madison smiled at the boys and glanced out the window. She could tell by the buildings that they werent very far off and would be turning soon. She loved the drive across 120th Street best, and she loved seeing Riverside where her aunt and uncle lived. The car pulled off and the girl nodded her head along to the song playing as she realized she recognized her dad across the street. "Its Papa!"

Xavier sat up quickly, as did his little brother. They stared across the street and smiled. "Uncle Blaine! Whos he kissing?"

Coopers mouth dropped as he saw Kurt and Blaine start to kiss right outside his window. "Holy—"

There was a loud crashing noise and then horns beeping when Kurt and Blaine jumped away from one another. A taxi and a Mercedes were the culprits; the latter having rear-ended the other. Blaine looked at both cars and Kurt licked his lips, stepping forward and watching the taxi driver jump out of his car.

"Crap," Blaine said. "I hope everyones okay."

"You idiot! Look at my taxi! What are you doing?"

Cooper undid his seat belt as he turned around to check on the kids. His youngest son Ethan looked as if he was having the best day of his life, while Xavier and Madison were slightly shaken up, but a lot more interested in Blaine and that kiss he just had outside the car. "Hey. Im sorry, guys and gal. Is everyone okay?"

"That was like Bumper Cars but better!" Ethan said, clapping both hands. The taxi driver banged on the hood of Coopers Mercedes Benz and continued to shout at him and Cooper groaned, telling them to stay put. He opened the door just as Blaine realized who it was.

"Shit… oh shit." Blaine stepped off the curb and waited for an SUV to zoom by before running over to the accident. His brother and the taxi driver were going back and forth—Cooper trying his best not to curse, Blaine could tell, and a sigh of relief left his chest when he realized that all of the kids were okay in the back, including Madison.

There wasnt a reason for them not to be okay, really. It was only a fender-bender. But it was an accident nonetheless, and it could be scary for them. Blaine felt Kurt walk up behind him as he opened the door and smiled at his daughter and nephews.

"Hey baby girl. Whats up, guys? Everyone okay back here?"

Ethan nodded with a smile. "Hi Uncle Blaine."

Kurt smiled as Madison made eye contact with him, preparing to wave when he realized the look on her face wasnt the look he expected to see when they were reunited. The two had been apart since before he left for Ohio and hed been looking forward to seeing her again.

But definitely not under these circumstances.

Had they seen…? Fuck.

"You cannot call the police. I do not have my license and my boss will kill me," the taxi driver said. Cooper rolled his eyes and looked up from his cell phone.

"How the hell are we supposed to handle this if I cant call the police? We need a police report and to contact our insurance companies—"

"Its only a little damage. You pay me out of pocket."

Cooper started laughing. "So my wife can kill me? Yeah, no. Im calling the cops, buddy."

"Were fine," Xavier said, staring between his uncle and the guy who he figured was Madisons nanny. "Were you kissing Kyle? Madison never told me you two were boyfriend and boyfriend!"

Kurts eyes went wide and he could feel his heart hammering against his chest. Blaine turned to look at him for a quick moment and then glanced back at his daughter, forcing a smile.

"Maddie, are you sure youre feeling okay? No headache or anything?"

She shook her head no while staring at Kurt.

For Madison, it was hard to understand what shed just seen. She knew for sure that her dad and Kurt were close; like best friends. Like her and her friend Emily. The two of them went out late sometimes and laughed together, and Kurt made her dad happy. He even told her that much himself. Madison liked her daddy happy, especially after everything going on between her parents. It seemed hard for them to be happy, and sometimes she used to think it was her fault.

What Madison didnt know was that her father was so happy because he liked kissing Kurt. That was what they were doing after all—right before her uncle crashed into the other car. She saw her nannys hands on her dads shoulders and their faces pressed in close. They were definitely kissing just like on the movies.

Why? Were they… like her cousin put it, boyfriend and boyfriend?

Blaine swallowed hard and then turned to look at Kurt. Before he could say anything, his brother walked over to the vehicle and opened his door.

"Get in, you two. Come on, Kurt. You up front with me."

Kurt didnt think him going to this dinner would be the best idea, not after getting caught making out with Blaine in the middle of New York City. He said PDA was bad and if he wouldve stuck to his guns, this would not be happening right now. Blaine wanted to keep things quiet in terms of their relationship, but now the two of them would have to explain this to the little girl before she was probably even ready.

"Come on," Cooper said again, this time glaring at his brother. Blaine cleared his throat and then placed his bag down on Xaviers lap and gave him his iced drink. He undid his daughters seat belt, sitting her on his lap and then closing the door. Kurt stared at the car before taking a hesitant step forward. It was then that Cooper got in and started the Mercedes up. Kurt wanted to just turn and leave… say he remembered he had something to do… but where would he even go? There was no dorm room, there was no Sebastian, there werent any other serious friends. Tina would probably let him hang out at her place for a few hours, but she lived with her boyfriend. Kurt didnt want to impose on her and Mike. Right now, all he had was this family.

Cooper honked the horn twice and Kurt finally got up front with the man. The entire car sat in silence as they watched the taxi driver signal and pull off. After a very deep breath, Cooper pulled off as well, turning left on 120th Street and driving the speed limit.

"Well weve had one heck of an afternoon," Cooper began, coasting past a green traffic light. "Im glad to see you two were enjoying your Monday as well."

Blaine squeezed his daughters hand as he felt the judgmental eyes of his brother and his nephews on him. He hoped that Kurt was okay, but knew deep down inside that the boy was more than likely freaking out. "Its been good. How was Chuck E. Cheeses and kidnapping my daughter from school?"

"Great," Cooper answered with a smile. "Right Maddie?"

She nodded. Kurt played with the seatbelt strap over his chest as he stared out the window.

"Well Carolina is going to love hearing about my little blunder today. Good thing that guys license is suspended and he cant get into any trouble with the law. It is his fault for stopping short anyway.

"So does Auntie Sarah know you kiss dudes?" Xavier asked.

Kurt flinched a little when Cooper shouted his sons name. "Close your yapppers and sit back."

Blaine exhaled and held his daughter a little tighter. This was not at all how he wanted his coming out to his daughter and nephews to go. At all.

…

The Andersons Upper West Side home was beautiful as expected. Kurt walked in behind the little boys and in front of Blaine, not having spoken a word the entire way over. Part of him didnt want to be here, and that was a large part of him, but he also knew he needed to be here for Blaine at least. Leaving him to face his daughter alone wouldnt be fair. They were in this together.

Madison placed her backpack down and went to hug her aunt who greeted them in the living room. She was beautiful; long flowing dark and wavy hair and brilliant green eyes. Her smile was gorgeous and Kurt smiled internally because the way she hugged Madison right now was everything the little girl hadnt really been getting from Sarah. At least not when he was around to see it. He listened to Cooper telling his little boys to get washed up before walking over and urging Kurt forward.

"Hey, pretty lady. Ive got someone I want you to meet."

Carolina looked up at Kurt. Her tanned skin was clear as she approached, holding both arms out. "Im guessing this is the Kurt Ive heard so much about?"

Kurt tried not to shrink in front of her as he hugged the woman back. Blaine smiled at the two of them before pushing a hand through his curls. He waited for Carolina to let his boyfriend breathe again before hugging her hello. "Hey, Carolina. Im going to borrow my little girl for a minute but well be down in time for dinner if thats fine with you…"

Kurt could tell the woman was a bit concerned, but she nodded and brushed his arm as she pulled away. "Of course. I want to bother this guy anyway. Take your time. Theres another 15 minutes before the roast is ready."

Blaine smiled at her before squeezing the back of Kurts bicep and walking off. He picked Madison up from the sofa, tickled her a bit, and the two of them went upstairs.

"So, Kurt," Carolina smiled and gestured inside. "Make yourself at home. I promise I dont bite."

Kurt forced a laugh and walked over to the sofa. "Um… you have a lovely home here, Mrs. Anderson."

She followed him, offering something to drink and smiling when he fidgeted with his glasses and declined. First things first, he was a gorgeous kid. Nervous as all hell, but then again who wouldnt be when meeting the family? He was young and very different from the last one, so Carolina understood. She didnt judge. But Blaines last relationship was the worst. She loved her little bro-in-law and just needed to be sure he wasnt screwing up again.

"Just so you know," her husband came into the room and sat on the love seat. "The kids all saw Kurt and Blaine kissing today, just in case youre wondering why things at the dinner table are a little weird."

Kurts face went entirely red. "Cooper got into an accident."

The mans jaw dropped as his wife turned to look at him.

"Im sorry…" she began. "What?!"

"I cannot believe you, Kurt. Mi vida," he looked at her and smiled. "Its only a scratch. And I got it because those two were making out and the kids started going crazy."

"We were hardly making out." Kurt sighed, sitting back. "I had just told Blaine I didnt want to… no PDA in public. And then the first thing that happens is his family drives into another car after we do kiss."

Carolina looked like she didnt know what to respond to first. After looking at Kurt for a while, she turned to her husband.

"Did you have any intention of telling me that you got into an accident, or…?"

"I hardly got into an accident," Cooper defended. He looked at Kurt. "Arent we supposed to be giving this one the third-degree anyway?"

Kurt smiled nervously. This was going to be a long dinner.

…

"Are you mad at me?"

Madison shook her head no.

Blaine played with a toy car in his hand as the two of them laid on Xaviers bed. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Im not mad."

"Youre awfully quiet and youre never quiet, Maddie. Youre always talking. And youve been excited all weekend for Kurt to come home and now you wont even… you wont smile or anything."

She stared down at her feet, not sure what to say. Her dad was looking at her, waiting patiently for some sort of anything really, but wasnt very successful in getting it.

"I know that… I know you saw Daddy kissing Kurt. I know that must have really confused you, right?"

She nodded, now looking down at her pink fingernails. Blaine moved in closer and took a deep breath as he grabbed her hands.

"I love you more than anything on this entire earth, and thats the truest truth known to man. Do you love me?"

Madison nodded again, looking him in his eyes.

"Im sorry that you saw me kissing Kurt, and Im also sorry that I didnt tell you that I… I like him." Blaine played with her small hands in his. "Youre my best friend and I should have said something. I just didnt know if you were ready to know about him and me. I was always going to tell you, I just didnt want to right now. You understand?"

"No," she answered, shaking her head. "Why wouldnt I be ready?"

Blaine smiled at her softly. At least she was giving him full sentences now. "Well because of things between your mother and I. Thats a lot for a little girl to handle, Madison. I know you are going through a lot with your parents not being together anymore. You dont need to deal with your parents dating other people as well. And then theres the what ifs, you know? What if Kurt and I dont get too serious?" he said, knowing that they were already pretty freakin serious. He continued anyway. "What if we decide to be just friends? I dont want whatever it is to have an affect on you, or how you feel about him being your nanny. I… I shouldnt have lied, but I love you and you have so much on your plate as it is, little lady."

Madison frowned a little, pulling her hands back to herself. She took her dads arm and gripped it. "So… do you like boys too?"

Blaine looked at her and brushed the curly hair away from her face. "I like him. A lot. Thats all I can say right now."

She nodded.

"But… if you dont like me dating Kurt right now then I would completely understand. I know its different and super fast…"

She was quiet but nodded. "I love Kurt, Papa. Hes amazing."

Blaine smiled. "But?"

"Nothing. I-I dont know."

Blaine moved in and kissed her cheek. "He loves you too. Hes missed you like crazy."

"I know. I just dont want him to be my other dad. I like him being my nanny and my friend."

Blaine tried not to laugh, but he failed. "Youre moving a little too fast… were just… were in the early stages, okay? And like I said if it makes you uncomfortable, just let me know. I promise Ill listen. But hes not your other dad."

"What about if youre ready to have more babies? How can you and Kurt have babies?"

"Early stages, Madison. Early. No babies. No calling Kurt dad. Were just dating…"

"But what if you want babies?"

Blaine smiled. "If and when that time comes," Blaine hoped itd be when, "then well worry about that. But well have options. Just dont worry about this all too much, okay? I know things are a lot different than they were before we met Kurt, but my number one focus is you being happy and healthy. Ill set what I want aside to make sure that youre alright, Madison. Youre my life. I hope you know that."

His daughter nodded, smiling a little and holding his hands. Blaine was happy. He missed that gorgeous smile, and he was starting to think that Sarah was right. Once Maddie found out about Kurt, shed start hating him. That wouldve broken Kurt and hed be blaming himself for it forever.

"Youre my life too, Papa. And I want you to be alright."

Blaine smiled. "Im more than alright, baby girl."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

Madison smiled and sat forward. "Okay then."

…

Kurt wrote the measurements down before letting go of the tape measurer. It retracted back into Hunters hand and he looked around the apartment with a smile, nodding to his best friend Adam. Theyd been at it for about 20 minutes now and were pretty much done with what they needed to do in terms of meeting with the landlord and taking measurements they needed. Next would be some shopping and moving in furniture, then eventually, moving in.

Kurt had been trying to dodge Adam the entire time they were there. It was hard, because the Brit was making small talk and pretty much staring at him, but Kurt stood his ground.

Hed been thinking about the last 24 hours… about everything that happened since he landed back in NYC. It was a very long 24 hours and what was tough was being in the brownstone with Blaine and Madison knowing theyd been caught yesterday. He pretty much stayed to himself after they arrived back home after dinner last night.

On a positive note, dinner was great. Carolina was amazing and she seemed to really like him. Cooper was like another brother…he had a feeling Finn would love him. They could talk about the Buckeyes all they wanted to. And he loved how protective Cooper was of both Blaine and of him. It was nice having a support system. They didnt talk much about them as a couple, but they did talk freely and openly. And even Xavier and Ethan were nice kids. Kurt had a feeling that it was because Carolina was there, but nevertheless, they were sweet.

But back home, it felt awkward. Blaine told him that hed talked things out with Madison and she was okay, but Kurt still wanted to give her some space before approaching her. Hed let her come to him. The guest room wasnt so bad, anyway, and Kurt had sleep to catch up on.

"Youre even more quiet than usual…" Adam said, walking over to the bay window and looking out. "I dont know. This feels awkward, huh?"

Kurt shook his head no and stood up, brushing off the back of his jeans. "I wouldnt say that. I just have a lot on my mind."

Hunter was on the phone with his folks and Adam leant against the wall, looking at who he hoped was his friend. "Whats his name?"

Kurt smiled and walked over. "Its so much more than a him. Like I said… I have a lot on my mind."

"With work?"

Kurt nodded at Adam. "Thats part of it."

Adam moved a little closer, still looking around the beautiful apartment. "So there is a him, though?"

Kurt reached for his phone just to keep himself busy. "Theres definitely a him. What about you?"

"Nope. I had my eye on someone but hes recently taken, I hear." Adam smiled at him and bumped shoulders, smiling when Kurt smiled and fixed his glasses. "I hope youre happy, though. Whats his name?"

Kurt swallowed and looked down the hall towards the bedrooms. Just then, Hunter turned around and smiled, walking over and doing a small dance. "Mom said we can go pick out whatever we want from the furniture place! Sweet, huh?"

Kurt grinned, hoping Adam would drop it. "Yeah. Lets go do that now."

"Ok," Hunter grabbed his keys and smiled at Kurt. "So do you have to go pick up the kid you babysit or are we cool to hang out?"

Okay. This wasnt so bad. He was making friends, right? Hed be living with these people. At least it seemed like Adam would be around. And with Madison now finding out about him and Blaine, and acting a little weird around Kurt, him being around something less than 24 hours and 7 days a week was a good idea. Also, having friends that werent Sebastian or his e-reader wasnt a bad thing at all.

"No work. Her dads off this week so. Yeah. Lets hang out."

Hunter nodded and led the way as Adam smiled. "Cool."