Love and support

“Did Blaine just say that they got engaged?” West turned to David.

“That is what our man just said. Are you worried about that?” David responded.

“Not really. But, don’t you think they are too young?”

Rachel heard them talking about it. “Wes. Look at the two of them. Can you even picture either one making it without the other?”

Wes shook his head at first. “Rachel, I don’t know. I just know that Blaine is still in high school and I know he wants to do things with his life. He’s the kind of guy that you know will be something big.”

She reassured Wes. “So does Kurt. I am of the opinion that they can do whatever they want to do together.” She was beaming at her friend. “I, honestly, don’t see them making it without each other. They are so connected to each other. I think they gain strength from each other and it just makes them better.”

Kurt and Blaine made their way back to the table and the main dish was just getting served. All the way to the table, people were patting them on the back and they were getting hugs and congratulations. Blaine was so happy that they were getting the response they got until he got to the table and saw Wes.. “Wes? Aren’t you happy for me?” Blaine was concerned because Wes seemed to be lost in thought.

“Sorry Blaine. Yeah. I’m happy for you. It’s just…. I don’t want you to give up anything just to get married.” Wes appeared almost embarrassed that he said that. Especially since he was the one that really tried to get Blaine and Kurt together.

“Wes. We are planning college together. We both want to go to New York and finish college and get jobs. We are just ready to make a commitment to each other and do it together. Is that so bad?” Blaine tried to explain how important it was to him that his best friend get it. “I am going to big things. I just don’t think I’ll ever be able to accomplish them without Kurt. He gives me the incentive just by being with me. I want to better because I have him. He deserves to be with someone that is spectacular.”

“I guess it’s not bad. It’s just, Blaine, you have so much potential to do great things. You are a natural leader. You see what happens to high school romances. They just never seem to work except in few situations.”

“Wes. Do you honestly think I could reach my potential without Kurt at my side?” Blaine was very hurt by his best friend. “We are different than most high school romances. We have dealt with so many more things than most couples have had to deal with. I really need to hear that you believe in us Wes.” Blaine’s pain showed in his expression. “You are my best friend.”

“I like Kurt and I like you together. I just worry that you are too young and Kurt has so much growing to do.” Kurt had walked up to hear the last part. Kurt looked hurt and his eyes became teary. He looked at Blaine hoping that Blaine didn’t agree with Wes.

Kurt tried to be strong and looked to Wes. “Wes, I admit that I can be weak sometimes, but I love Blaine and I want him to be successful for him and for me. I just know that Blaine will always be the right person for me. I don’t exist without him.” Kurt looked hopeful at Wes. He wanted Wes to give his blessing because he knew how much it meant to Blaine. “Please Wes.”

Wes turned to Rachel and she encouraged him to give them what they needed. “I know Kurt. I know that you guys are meant to be. I guess I was just shocked that it happened now and not after next year. I’m just worried about both of you. You guys will be awesome together and I hope that Blaine will ask me to be best man.” Wes smiled and it was genuine.

Kurt nodded and took Blaine’s hand in his. “Thanks Wes.” Finally, he turned to Blaine and gave a sigh of relief as if he had just hurdled another obstacle. “I love you Blaine.”

Rachel leaned forward and kissed Kurt on the cheek. “I love you Kurt and I am so happy for you. My dad’s will be so excited to hear about this news.”

Finn leaned over too. “Dude. I’m so happy for both of you. I take it Burt didn’t go ballistic because Blaine’s still alive.” Kurt slapped Finn while he laughed out of control.

“Finn. Food!” That was enough to get his attention toward his plate.

After dinner, they lounged at their table as the lights of the city swirled around them. Blaine and Kurt lost in each other. Things hadn’t changed for them. They were very aware that their friends were there, but they could’ve been alone. There was still so much that they were still getting used to. So much has changed in the week and a half that they had been on this trip. It was unbelievable that the trip was almost over.

“What are we supposed to be doing tomorrow?” Kurt wondered. They had been gone so long they really hadn’t paid attention to the itinerary.

“We can check when we get back to the hotel.” The other option was to ask Wes. “Hey Wes, what are we doing tomorrow?”

“We are going to Anne Frank’s house, the Van Gogh Museum and we have a concert and dinner. Then the next day we are going to see windmills and clogs and other Dutch stuff.” Wes wasn’t exactly sure. Most of the group was anticipating the trip to London. “After that, we drive straight to Brussels.”

“Thanks Wes. Do you have the set done for the concert so that Kurt and I can look it over? It’s been a few days.”

“Blaine, we’ve missed you a lot. It’s tough to replace our front man, but Jeff and Kurt jumped in and so did Trent and me. I think it went okay, but it wasn’t you.” He looked to David to confirm.

David added. “They all did good, but none of them were you Blaine. We are really, really happy to have you back.”

Rachel and Finn were arm in arm comfortably looking out the window and listening to the tour guide talk about the sights outside the window. Blaine pulled Kurt close and they settled into each other. Kurt was home taking in the familiar scent of Blaine. “You know Blaine. Sometimes I think about wearing your cologne so that I can feel like you are always around. There is such a comfort of having you with me.”

“Aww, Kurt. I love you too. But I love the way you smell. You always have some type of fruit and flower smell. It makes me want to devour you.” Uh-Oh. Blaine’s eyes were darkening just a bit as he thought about Kurt’s body.

“Baby. We are not done with the tour yet. You need to push all those little thoughts you are having back into that big head of yours.” Kurt smiled broadly and brushed his hand over Blaine’s jaw leaning in to kiss the same place.

Blaine scooted Kurt even closer so that they could whisper. “Which big head are you talking about?”

“So, that’s how we’re going to play?” Kurt leaned his head on Blaine’s shoulder. “Don’t flatter yourself, sweetie. You head will get big and maybe even BLOWN out of proportion.”

Blaine groaned. It was his fault after all. He started the dangerous flirting game. “I should know better than to tease you.”

“I am the queen of tease. Don’t give yourself a HARD time.” Kurt laughed at his comment. “You are to SOFT on yourself.” Kurt was relentless. This was becoming a funny game.

“I know you love to give me a HARD time. It’s too bad YOU SUCK at it.” Blaine got one in and then inadvertently dropped something on the floor. “Kurt, can you BEND OVER and GRAB the knife that I just dropped?” As Kurt bent over to pick it up, Blaine smirked. “Hold onto it really tight. You might want to wrap your fingers entirely around it to make sure you’ve got a good HOLD on it.”

“Trust me, I know how to hold on TIGHT.” Kurt winked at Blaine. “I just needed to get my HEAD IN THE Game.” The sex talk was running rampant between them and responses came back similarly.

“Yes. It’s not good if YOUR HEADS not IN IT.”

“Blaine, you would know more about getting your HEAD IN IT.” Kurt’s was starting to tear up from how much he was laughing. “OK. That’s it. I can’t take it anymore.”

“That’s funny. You are usually ABLE TO TAKE IT.” Blaine licked his lips and Kurt realized that no, this was not working. The only thing it was doing was getting him all horny now.

Before they knew it, the tour was over and they were getting off the boat and loading back into the bus. Stephan took the mic. “First, I want to welcome back Kurt and Blaine. We missed you guys. Next I want to let you know the itinerary for tomorrow and the next day.” It turned out to be exactly as Wes said it was. “Now, you guys have free time tonight, but I want to warn you about going to the Red Light District. I know you guys will be curious, so I am not going to tell you not to go. If you do go, please stay with a group of people. Do not go into any of the clubs to watch. As long as there are tourists out, it is generally safe.”

Blaine raised his eyebrow to Kurt. “Remember that all of this is legal in the Netherlands.” Stephan looked for reactions. “There is also a gay lesbian area of the red light district, but there are other areas.” Stephan stopped. “There are also many restaurants and cafes along the canals in Amsterdam. Almost everything is within walking distance.”

It was still early evening. Blaine and Kurt opted for some along time. They had been with a large group all day and craved to be able to just talk without worrying about others. Even more so, they wanted to be able to hold each other close and have a little bit of intimacy.

Kurt pushed the door shut and Blaine was on him in less than the time it took to turn around. Blaine’s mouth was on him and Kurt was already moaning from the sensation. They were always careful to not be outwardly overly kissy in front of their friends. Blaine led Kurt to the balcony. “Blaine, wherever we live someday, we need a balcony. We are balcony whores. We were constantly on the veranda in Paris, we sit out on every balcony that we have in our hotels. I admit, I do like it.” Kurt sat on the chaise lounge and spread his legs so that Blaine could sit between them. After Blaine was situated Kurt brought his legs back up and wrapped them around Blaine’s thighs. Blaine caressed Kurt’s legs and leaned into his love.

Kurt took the opportunity to open Blaine’s shirt up, button by button to expose his fianc�s beautiful tan torso with a hint of a washboard. “Blaine, I don’t think I will ever find you not sexy.”

“I hope not, because I know I won’t ever be able to look at you and not want to touch you.”

“How about when I am old and wrinkly?”

“With all of the time you spend on skincare, you will never get wrinkly and even if you do, I will still love you. I love you.” Blaine turned a little into Kurt and placed a light kiss on Kurt’s chest. Breathing in his love’s scent, Blaine whispered out as he kissed right over Kurt’s heart. “I love this.” Blaine could feel Kurt’s heart begin to pick up the pace.

Kurt couldn’t respond. He was speechless for the moment. “You are perfect Blaine. Always perfect. You know how to melt me with words, with touch, with just everything. It’s scary, like you were made just for me.” The hazel eyes peered at Kurt through thick black eyelashes. They grabbed Kurt and he suddenly sat up feeling the need to take Blaine inside. “Come with me. We have some things to do before we turn in or before we go to the Red Light District to check it out.”

“I believe I made a promise to you earlier today.” Blaine raised his eyebrows.

“I believe you did make me a promise. One that I intend on forcing you to keep.”

“No forcing necessary love. It will be my pleasure.”

“Oh? And I thought I was the one who’d be getting pleasure.” Kurt moved to stand next to the bed and pulled his shirt off over his head. “Come here.” Kurt quickly pulled Blaine to him and pulled his shirt off while he kissed and licked the exposed skin.

“Let’s say we will both be getting pleasure out of this.” Blaine palmed Kurt’s erection residing just underneath his thin slacks.

“Fuck.” Kurt hissed at the touch and pressure.

“I Plan on it. I plan on fucking you senseless.” Blaine noticed Kurt’s eyes turn a shade of blue-grey and knew that his bad boy talk was getting Kurt going. “I had no idea how much you liked to be talked dirty to. I mean I knew you liked it, but I didn’t’ know how much.” Blaine made a swift move to remove Kurt’s pants and Kurt stood naked before him.

“Well this doesn’t seem fair Blaine.” Kurt knelt in front of Blaine and opened up his pant pushing them down over the swell of his ass. In an instant, Blaine’s cock was being sucked on in earnest. Kurt was making sure that he didn’t go too far with Blaine. He wanted Blaine inside him. He pushed Blaine to sit on the bed while he continued to kneel and suck until Blaine was urging him up to the bed. “Are you okay? No pain today?”

“None at all, Baby.” Blaine smiled at the knowledge that he was getting better. Blaine leaned in close to Kurt. “So are you ready to get fucked Baby?” Kurt’s mouth hung open similar to that morning when Blaine promised him. All Kurt could do was nod.

Lube in hand Blaine slicked up his cock and Kurt was spread wide open for Blaine, just waiting and anticipating it. “God Blaine. I never thought what my dad said was going to be true, but he was so right about wanting to do it.. A Lot.” Kurt remembered the talk with his dad about sex. “I love you so much and I am so glad that I lost my virginity to you, but he was so right. I can’t get enough of you.”

As Blaine slowly penetrated Kurt. Kurt moaned at the feel of Blaine’s cock descending into his tight heat. Kurt grabbed onto Blaine’s cock like it was his and in reality it would be his for an entire lifetime. All the dirty talk and desperation melted into loving strokes of Blaine’s hips into Kurt, not pounding but rather sliding happily in and out of Kurt lovingly. Each stroke with purpose. That purpose was to make Kurt feel good and wanted and loved and most of all needed, because Kurt was exactly what Blaine needed. All ideas of leaving the room tonight went out the door as soon as Blaine was fully sheathed in Kurt. There would be no time for that. As Blaine reached for Kurt the first time tonight, they came together in an amazing wave of pleasure that could surely be heard in the room next door. They didn’t care, because they were engaged, they were a couple, they were real and they were in love. Kurt knew that he wanted to spend the night in bed with Blaine.

This night was spent talking, smiling, laughing, caressing and most of all loving as they reached for each other repeatedly and without any hesitation giving themselves to each other over and over again until they could no longer give anymore. Covered in a layer of sweat that belonged to both of them, exhausted from the force of coming so many times, they fell together in a deep sleep arms around each other and legs weaved together in a perfect tangled mess.