"Good Morning, Baby." Blaine nuzzled his nose into Kurt's hair.

"Hey. Yesterday was awesome. Thank you for getting me to some of the places I wanted to see. I can't wait until we live here and can go see something new every day." Kurt started to stretch his tired muscles. "My legs are a little sore. I guess I don't get as much of a workout that I thought I did."

"I think I can help with that."

Kurt immediately smiled recognizing a sexual innuendo. "Really Mr. Anderson?"

"No sex this morning. You woke up too late."

"Huh? What time is it?" Kurt almost looked panicked.

"Don't worry. You still have two hours to get ready. In the meantime, I'm going to take care of you. Turn over."

"I thought you said no sex this morning."

"And I meant no sex this morning."

"I don't understand." Kurt was beginning to show his pouty lip protruding out.

"Take off you boxers, lie down and let me take care of you already." Blaine pushed Kurt down and flipped him on his belly. "Don't make me tie you down."

Kurt turned his head to the side and he kicked his boxers off with his foot. "I knew it." He smirked as he remembered back to their conversation from yesterday and smiled and shut his eyes. Whatever Blaine wanted to do was fine with him, though he had hoped for sex.

Blaine returned a few minutes later with some towels. Two were damp and really warm. Two were dry and warm. "Now relax and tell me if it's too warm." Blaine laid the damp towels on Kurt's legs and the other two were over his butt and lower back and neck and upper back. "Stay still." Blaine went over to his laptop and turned on music form his Itunes Library. "Are you ready Love?"

"Anything Blaine. I'm ready to do whatever you want." Kurt fully trusted his partner, future husband.

"As your future husband, I am officially introducing you to Blainer's Massage Parlor." Kurt giggled and tried to lay still. "If you aren't quiet, I will not perform said business activities. You, Mr. Hummel, will receive the Blainer special."

He laughed. "What would that be?"

"Me rubbing you wherever needs it most. I am going to start with your sore legs." He massaged up and down Kurt's legs gently with increasing pressure with the towel still in place. Kurt was sighing and gasping. He sounded almost as good as he sounded when they were making love. Blaine had not intended on being completely turned on in five minutes. As the towels cooled Blaine removed them and massaged Kurt's legs gently. "Are they feeling better?"

"Yes. I love you Blaine. This is just what I needed before the pressure of my visit to Parsons."

Blaine moved up and removed the towels remaining on his upper body. Kurt was completely exposed. "You are absolutely gorgeous Kurt. I will never get tired of your body."

"Until I'm old and wrinkly with a saggy butt."

"Nice visual Babe."

"I just wanted to keep you in reality. Tough love."

"I don't care. In my mind, I will always imagine you just like this."

Blaine proceeded with the massage paying special attention to his shoulders and neck. Kurt started to squirm a little and Blaine suspected it was the touching. He rolled Kurt over and was face to face with Kurt's rock hard problem. "This needs massaging. I can't have you going to your tour all hot and bothered, can I?"

"That wouldn't be fair. As it's not fair for you to be left without some return massaging?" Kurt crooked his eyebrows.

"Nope. Today is about you, my love." Blaine was no nonsense in his response. "You are going to Parsons today, so I expect you to be in top form." Kurt was about to give in when he felt Blaine's warm hot mouth surrounding his cock. He started moaning immediately with his head instinctively pushing back into the bed and his hands went straight to the messy curls on the top of Blaine's head. Looking down, he was met with bright hazel eyes gazing lovingly at him while his sucked on Kurt like it was his job.

"Blaine.. Blaine." Kurt pushed his head off of him. "You need to stop."

"Why?"

"Because. It's really not fair that you do this and I can't, you know… do you."

"You do me plenty." Blaine smirked and returned to licking the length of Kurt's cock.

"Blaine! You know that's not what I meant."

"So fine, you can do me tonight on the plane home." Blaine once again returned to lick from Kurt's balls to the tip of his head. He stopped for one second. "If you don't shut up now and enjoy my gift to you, I will tie you down and tape your mouth shut.

"UUuhhh. You are…" Kurt sighed. "So fucking good at that." Blaine had been working on deep throating Kurt every time he lowered his head. He was getting so close. And on the next try, he pushed down as far as he could and relaxed his throat groaning when he made it. "Oh My.. Fuck!" It took every muscle in Kurt's body and all his senses to keep from thrusting up into Blaine's mouth. His ass was on fire. Blaine looked up to see Kurt clenching his fists into the bed covers and knew he was completely out of control.

Blaine let Kurt go for just a second and Kurt let out a breath he was holding. "Kurt, it's okay to let go. Go with it Baby. You won't hurt me."

"But…" He couldn't get out the next words because he felt his cock hit the back of Blaine's throat and he was faced with chore of trying not to come. He just didn't want it to ever end.

Blaine was relentless. It was such a turn on to see Kurt lose control like this. Gone were the days of baby penguins, and this alone made Blaine happy that Kurt was his first and he was Kurt's. There was no need to experience others because their sex life was like this. He wanted to do this for Kurt. This was how they were. Always hoping and wanting it to be everything for the other. Blaine reached up to and took Kurt's hand and held it tight as he continued to move stealthily up and down Kurt's cock. Kurt was thrusting unsteadily into him and Blaine met him as he could feel his cock hit the back of his throat. Blaine gagged slightly on one thrust but didn't stop. By the grip Kurt had on his hand, he was soo close. Blaine hollowed his cheeks and sucked hard as he felt Kurt tense underneath him and a strangely loud growl came from deep in Kurt's throat. Blaine was sure he never heard anything that low leave his Kurt's mouth before, but if that wasn't enough to push Blaine close to the edge, then nothing could. Kurt's toes curled and he could barely catch his breath as he came hard down Blaine's throat. Kurt tasted bitter and sweet as always and Blaine swallowed what he could, losing some as he began stroking himself. Blaine was so close.

"Come Blaine." That was all Kurt could say under his breath as he tried to slow down his breathing and heart rate. It took only a few strokes before Blaine came spreading his warm seed across Kurt's belly. Blaine groaned long and his stomach tensed as stroked himself through his orgasm.

Blaine finally collapsed next to Kurt tired and sated. Kurt took a second to enjoy the sight of his future husband. After any type of sex, he was always glistening. His olive skin sheen with sweat and his hair messy with curls turned every which way. The rise and fall of his lightly haired chest was delicious enough to eat. His manliness was oozing out of his body. "Kurt. You're staring." Blaine laughed a little still trying to catch his breath.

"You're always so gorgeous." Kurt leaned up on his elbow and faced him. He slowly traced a finger down the middle of Blaine chest to his belly button tracing a circle around it. His stomach clenched and he laughed loudly. "I didn't realize how ticklish you were. That's something new about you I didn't know."

"There are still some mysteries about me." Blaine turned his head into Kurt and they touched noses. "You still smell ridiculously good. It must be in your blood." He kissed Kurt tenderly.

"I think I have used my lotions so much that I permanently smell like them."

"I like. Very much." Blaine sighed looking into those baby blues and he could see how much love Kurt had for him. "We need to clean off and you need to get ready to wow them at Parsons."

"Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel." Kurt confidently extended his hand to shake the Professor's hand.

"Hello Kurt. Please sit. My name is Katrina Johannis. I am a professor here at Parson's and graduate of this school. You can say that my job is to help this school live up to its predecessors. We have a reputation that needs to upheld to ensure that our graduates are the most sought after students in the fashion industry. So, why should we pick you and how do you know you can make it in this tough industry?"

"Professor Johannis, I have been designing my own outfits since I was 3 years old. When I was younger, I didn't necessarily design them from material, but rather put things together to create a style. So when you ask, why me? It's because I have dreamed of being a designer since I was a 3 year old toddler. It makes me unique because first, I was only 3. Second, I am a boy. Third, I grew up in a household with a father as a mechanic and no fashion sense whatsoever. My mother passed away when I was eight, so I didn't have any sense of fashion learned from her. This is all from inside of me. This is my talent and mine alone. I have been an open book my entire life and I created each page with every dream I've had. The book doesn't get finished without me becoming a fashion designer." Kurt paused to collect his thoughts on the second part of the question.

"I know I can make it in this industry because I am tough. I have lived through coming out as a gay man in a rural area of Ohio. I survived through a parent dying when I was eight. I had my first kiss stolen from me by a guy so far in the closet it might as well be its' own country. Most recently, I lived through an attempted rape by a stalker. I think I'm strong and creative and I deserve a shot at this."

"Thank you Mr. Hummel. I appreciate you sharing some of those items which were very personal. I also think that in times of pain can come keen eyesight and immense creativity." She paused and stared at him. It was a little unnerving to have her just stare at him, but he held eye contact knowing that this was just another part of the test. "I find you to be very interesting. Let's take that tour. Nadine will show us around."

Forty-five minutes later, and what felt like a thousand questions, Kurt was exhausted. This was the only place that the professor actually toured the campus with him. He thought that should be considered a good sign. "Thank you Professor Johannis. I really enjoyed my first visit."

"Mr. Hummel, we'll be in touch. Thank you for coming to visit us." It was weirdly abrupt but designers were sometime quirky. That's where their creativity came from.

Kurt was thankful that it was still only 2:00. They had a few more hours before they had to go back home. Back to reality which wasn't so bad now that Blaine was at McKinley, Kurt reasoned. Kurt found him leaning against the car. "Hey Baby. How was your visit? Did they admit you on the spot?"

Kurt just laughed. "This one was even more pressure. The professor went on the tour with me and asked questions the whole time."

"Again Baby. I think that's a good sign." Blaine took both of Kurt's hands. We are having lunch in Central Park and then we need to pack and get to the airport. It's time to go back to reality."

Kurt was sad, but knew that this was where they'd be living soon enough. "Okay." Blaine opened the door to the car and on the seat was a picnic basket. The day was still warm for September. Kurt got in the car and Blaine slung his arm over his shoulder pulling him into a half hug.

Kurt went to open the lid to the picnic basket and Blaine slapped his hand. "No touching. Not until it's time to eat."

"You are full of surprises today, aren't you?"

"I like surprising you."

Kurt thought that was a little odd, but this was Blaine and he always surprised Kurt. "Why do you like surprising me so much?"

"Because, Honey, you appreciate them so much and it makes me feel good to know that I make you happy."

"Maybe I don't say it enough Blaine, but thank you for everything. You were something that I never expected in life, but I'm so grateful to have." Kurt leaned toward Blaine and kissed him in the corner of his mouth. "You will always be my best surprise."

"See. You're happy, so I'm happy. You don't even have to say anything and I know you're happy. I see it in your eyes. I want to keep that alive forever."

"Just being with me will keep it alive." Blaine didn't need to respond to that with words. His lips closed over Kurt's and their tongues met in the middle in a heated kiss. Far too heated considering they were going to a public place to have a picnic.

When they parted, their lips were swollen from kissing and both boys were out of breath. Blaine just stared into Kurt's blue loving eyes. Those eyes that always spoke for themselves. "Save those thoughts for the flight home, Mr. Hummel." Kurt snorted when he started to laugh.

"Oh my God. I can't believe I did that!"

"You just snorted. I wish I had that on tape! I would so show Finn and Rachel and, well, everyone!" Blaine was laughing so loud.

Kurt was bright red. "I can't believe I snorted. It's so ugly!"

"You could never be ugly Kurt. It was cutest snort I have ever heard and you're gorgeous."

The car came to a stop and Marcus was getting ready to get out of the car. "Marcus, don't get out. We can get the door ourselves."

"What time do you want me to pick you up?"

"4:30 should be good. We aren't flying out until 6:30."

"Yes Mr. Anderson. Have a nice time and Mr. Hummel, no snorting." Kurt turned a deeper shade of red.

Blaine shut the door. "That was funny." Blaine chuckled. He knew Kurt was completely embarrassed by it.

"You said he was paid not to listen."

Blaine was having trouble controlling his laughter. Blaine had to put down the picnic stuff. He turned to Kurt, took his face in his hands and with as much seriousness as he could muster up he tried to calm Kurt down. "Don't worry Babe. It was cute." He gave Kurt a kiss on the nose.

Kurt finally relented. "Fine. Okay. I won't worry about it."

Blaine turned around and burst into a fit of laughter. "I'm sorry Baby." Kurt stopped and jutted his hip out while tapping his foot. His arms were crossed in front of him and he was a cross between embarrassed and mad.

"I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Kurt. Baby."

"Don't Baby me. I'm going home." Then Blaine realized that Kurt had tears in his eyes. Why was he being so sensitive about this? Kurt turned around and started walking and Blaine saw him swipe the back of his hand across his eyes.

Blaine walked swiftly after him. "Kurt. I'm sorry. Kurt. Please stop and talk to me."

With his back to Blaine he stopped. His head was down and Blaine knew he was giving him a chance to apologize. He walked over and lifted Kurt's head up to look at him. His beautiful blue eyes were swimming in wetness. "Baby. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh. It was really adorable I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." Kurt gave up and leaned into Blaine leaving his arms draped at his sides.

"It's okay. Really. I'm sorry for overreacting. It's just that.. nothing. Forget it."

'No. Hey, we have always been able to talk to each other and we aren't going to stop now. What is it?"

"It just.. I just spent so much time alone before you. I was always alone at school. I would sit and people would talk about me right behind me and they knew I could hear them. They would make fun of me and laugh at me. I hated it. Nothing they said was ever funny, but they would just laugh like I didn't matter."

"You matter to me. You know that." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and Kurt held on tightly. Blaine whispered in his ear. "You're everything to me Kurt. I promise not to make you feel like that again. I-I I'm sorry and Blaine was now very sad at what he made Kurt remember."

"Don't cry. That's my department. You can't be taking on both roles. You have to be the stronger one."

"That's where you're wrong. You are so much stronger than me." Blaine wanted to fix it this afternoon. "Come on."

"Here." Blaine let go of Kurt's hand and pulled the blanket out to spread. They were close to a tree and overlooking a beautiful lake with a bridge. "This is the perfect spot."

"Blaine. It's beautiful here."

"I know. And romantic." Blaine smiled still feeling guilt for what how he made Kurt feel. "Sit with me." He took Kurt's hands and they sat next to each other, thigh's touching. "It's called the Bow Bridge. I'm sure you've seen it in movies."

"Was this the one in the movie with Dr. McDreamy?" Kurt smiled.

"Probably. I would have to look it up, but probably." Blaine sat up straighter and opened the basket. "Here's our surprise lunch/snack." He started to pull out containers. "Strawberries, blueberries, cheese and crackers, one big salad for us to share and these." Blaine smiled proudly.

"Is that cheesecake?"

"Yes."

"You know I can't eat cheesecake. My hips will get huge and…"

Blaine cut him off. "And that will give me more to hold on to. I love you and this cheesecake is not going to kill you." He reached in for one more thing. "Chocolate to drizzle over the top of said cheesecake."

Their eyes met and Blaine new that he did well. Kurt launched himself at him pushing him down on the blanket. Blaine felt Kurt's tongue pressing at his lips and allowed him entry. He could feel the desperation to be close. Kurt's tongue tangled with his. It was messy and perfect. After a few minutes, they separated and Kurt just stared into the hazel eyes that always felt like home. Blaine reached up and caressed the side of his face. Kurt covered his hand with his own. That connection will always be there he thought to himself.

After a few seconds of silence, Kurt smiled and sat up. "So, are we eating?" He pulled Blaine up and they started in on the bowl of salad. Blaine fed them both. They talked about going back home, when they could come back to visit the city and plans for glee club. Blaine had to remind Kurt of the football game on Friday.

"Ugh... Football. Why do you have to play? Blaine, I'm afraid you're going to get hurt. Do you really have to play?"

"Kurt, I scored 3 touchdowns last Friday. There's no way Coach Bieste is going to let me sit out. I like playing."

"Well. I was thinking that you could quit?"

"No Kurt. I'm not quitting." Blaine knew there was something else behind all of this.

"Azimio missed a tackle and you got hit hard. I think he missed on purpose. Your grandfather seems to think so."

Blaine felt certain that Azimio was doing it on purpose, but didn't want Kurt to worry about it. Blaine cupped Kurt's face. "Baby, I won't get hurt. Azimio won't throw a whole game because he hates me. He wants to get a college scholarship and I'm going to remind him that first, we need to win to draw attention and second, he needs to play well if he wants a scholarship."

"I'm just worried Blaine. I just found you and I'm not sure I can live without you now." A teardrop rolled down Kurt's face and Blaine used his thumb to brush it away. "Sorry. I know you have your own life and it may not always include me."

"Stop Sweetheart. Don't say that. I never want to find out what it feels like to be away from you." Blaine started to tear up. "This place is where we're going to make our home. We're going to get married in the most fantastic wedding you can create. I'm not going to get hurt. I promise you Kurt. If at any time I feel like Azimio is not doing what he should, I'll talk to Coach Bieste."

Kurt just nodded. "Sorry I ruined the mood. We were having a good time."

"It's okay for us to get scared every now and then. We just need to make sure we are always talking and sharing our thoughts with each other. It's so important, Kurt. We are a team. Let's make this promise right now. We will always talk to each other about things that are bothering us, no matter how small they may seem. Agreed?"

Kurt kissed him and nodded his agreement. "I think the cheesecake might cheer me up." The edges of his mouth turned up a little.

"Cheesecake it is." Blaine handed the chocolate to Kurt and he drizzled the chocolate and they continued to feed each other. It was a peaceful and quiet meal for them.

After eating, they lied down and enjoyed the beauty of the park and the peace they felt with each other. The held hands and Blaine sang little songs to Kurt and they harmonized a few songs together. It was fun and light again. "We have to leave soon. We'll only have a little time to pack. We have our flight plan. You know what I'm looking forward to?"

Kurt didn't even answer Blaine. "I'm looking forward to getting something I wanted this morning. You promised me on the flight home."

"I don't know Kurt. I'm kind of tired." Blaine pretend stretched.

"Blaine Anderson, if you renege on your promise, I will withhold any type of sexual act for the next two weeks."

"But Kurt." He was definitely joking now. Blaine was not a very good actor.

"No buts. Or.. I mean mine is okay. Well… that's not right. The other but, not real butts. Forget it!" Kurt was so flustered now.

Blaine just laughed about it. "Let's pack up."

"We'll be fine by ourselves Diana. We'll call you if we need you." Blaine had this ridiculous smile on his face.

"Blaine you look so guilty." Kurt slapped him on the arm. Blaine didn't care as he launched himself at Kurt pinning him down on the couch.

Kurt was already grabbing at the hem of Blaine's shirt lifting it up over his head. And Blaine was massaging Kurt's semi hard cock from outside his jeans. Kurt moaned at the touch and Blaine growled low and deep in his throat. "I want you so bad, Kurt. I've wanted to jump your bones since I had your cock in my mouth this morning. I want to make love to you and make you feel good. I want to be the only one that you will ever think of."

Kurt gasped. "Only you Blaine. No one else." Blaine pushed roughly at Kurt's hardened cock. "Fuck."

Blaine backed away abruptly. "Hang on. The lube." He crossed the room to his bag and pulled it out of his bag returning to the couch. Kurt was still lying down on the couch just waiting. Blaine's body was full of life with blood coursing through his body and the adrenaline pumping. He wanted Kurt. Kurt moved to a kneeling position on the couch just waiting for Blaine to meet him. His eyes were dark with need and lust. Blaine couldn't take his eyes off of Kurt. He immediately unbuckled Kurt's belt and with one quick movement, pulled the belt through the loops. Their lips crashed in a heated wet kiss, both moaning at the thought that finally they were going to make love today. Blaine roughly unbuttoned and unzipped Kurt's pants tugging them down. Kurt stood just long enough to kick them off with his foot. He decided not to deal with the buttons of his shirt, as he pulled it over the top of his head and discarded it somewhere on the floor. He reached down to Blaine's jeans and swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped them tugging harshly to free him. Blaine didn't even get his pants completely off when Kurt started sucking him twisting his head and moaning as he moved his head up and down Blaine's shaft. Blaine hands immediately went to Kurt's hair tugging gently on it while he moaned in pleasure of feeling his hair. Kurt felt ready. "Blaine come on."

Blaine grabbed the lube and covered his fingers generously, while Kurt positioned himself facing the back of the sofa in anticipation. Before circling his index finger around Kurt's tight heat, he leaned in and whispered in Kurt's ear. "You have me forever, Love." Blaine pressed a finger gently in his puckered entrance and Kurt moaned. Blaine pulled Kurt to him, holding on to his chest with his free arm, kissing his neck and nipping lightly. Kurt loved it. Blaine's arm held him firmly to his body while Blaine's hand slowly moved. He loved to bottom and it was so hot, the noises he made when Blaine was fingering him. "I love the noises you make Kurt. It makes me want to do better and more, just to hear you. I want to hear you, Love." Kurt let go of the moans he held in before and trusted Blaine with everything. He was rocking into Blaine's hand.

"More Blaine." Blaine inserted a second finger and Kurt continued to rock into him. A third finger was slipped in on the last movement and Kurt let out a pretty loud scream. "Aaahhh, Fuck. You feel so good Blaine. Come on, I need you inside me. I want you inside me." Blaine pulled his fingers out and lubed his cock.

"You ready Baby?"

"Yes Blaine.. yes.. please.." Blaine lined himself and slowly pressed in continuing until he was completely sheathed inside Kurt. He began to pump slowly in and out savoring the tight feel on his cock. He was still so tight. Kurt was reduced to a moaning pile of goo beneath him. Blaine pulled Kurt's back flush to his chest so that he was still able to thrust effectively but still be able to kiss him and see him. This might be the first time that he stood while making love and while he liked lying down, this was a little different. There was more control and he could adjust his knees to change the angle he was in. Kurt moaned in ecstasy as Blaine drove hard into him. Each long and hard thrust brought them closer and closer to the edge. Blaine let Kurt bend back down to the back of the sofa and returned his hands to Kurt's alabaster hips. His skin was soft under his fingertips. He gripped harder and Kurt seemed to like his control over his body so he pulled Kurt to him while he thrust into him.

"Baby. You are so beautiful and your ass is so tight and gorgeous." Blaine ran his fingers down Kurt's back causing him to gasp to catch his breath. Kurt's whole body was on fire with excitement.

"Harder Blaine!"

Blaine obeyed using his knees to help thrust into Kurt harder as he was demanding. "Fuck…. Kurt, I love you so much." Blaine was sure he couldn't move any faster that he was already moving, but he was spiraling toward that release that he needed and wanted. He almost forgot that Kurt needed the release as well, so he was thankful that Kurt moaned loudly and straightened out to reach back and grab around Blaine's neck pulling Blaine's face to his neck.

"I-I-I want you so much Blaine. I love you so much. I want more! Harder! Uuuunnngh!" Blaine reached around Kurt and took his cock in his hand and now purposefully stroked while he pumped long and hard into Kurt, angling his hips a little higher. Kurt let out a moan that was so fucking hot. Blaine knew that he was now hitting Kurt's pleasure spot. Blaine's head was so lust blown he could barely stroke Kurt in rhythm and Kurt was aware that if he didn't take over that Blaine might end before him. He really wanted this together. Kurt brushed Blaine's hand gently away and took over stroking himself knowing from experience how he could get himself there to meet Blaine's orgasm.

"Kurt.. Kurt.." Blaine panted as he reached his climax.

Kurt echoed his panting screams with Blaine's name spilling through his lips as he came all over the sofa. "Oh God.. Blaine.." Kurt crumbled forward on to the sofa in front of Blaine. His knees couldn't take it any longer. Blaine followed dropping himself next to Kurt where he started to rub circles into Kurt's back.

"Are you okay Sweetheart. I'm so sorry." He pulled Kurt to sit over his lap. He was still breathing heavily. "Kurt? Are you going to be okay? Maybe I should bottom next time."

Kurt nuzzled into Blaine's neck. "You were fantastic, Baby" He whispered still trying to catch his breath. "My ass is going to hurt in a few hours." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt tighter almost cradling him.

"I'm so sorry Baby. I couldn't even help myself. You wanted more and you yelled at me. I couldn't even think enough to not listen to you."

"Shh.. Shh.. No. It was unbelievable. It always is. I wanted more. I'll be fine.. really." Kurt closed his eyes a little breathing in Blaine's cologne and sweat as he ran his fingers into the curls at the nape of his neck. "I'm tired Baby."

"You sure you're going to be okay?" Blaine was really worried and it hurt his heart that he may have been too rough.

"Stop worrying. I love you and you were perfect." Kurt lifted his head and looked into Blaine's eyes and saw the pain. Then he smiled at Blaine and kissed him giggling a little. "I think I ruined the couch."

Blaine turned his head and they were looking at the come covered couch. They were cheek to cheek. "Well. I'll clean that up. You get your clothes back on so you can lie down."

"What a treat for me. I get to watch you clean naked."

Kurt got off Blaine's lap. "Oh.. I need tissues are something."

Blaine stood and wiggled his butt. They both laughed at the gesture. "At your service my future husband." Blaine leaned down to wipe for Kurt. He slapped Blaine's hand away.

"Just give that to me. You are not going to clean me up. You have that to clean up before it dries." He pointed to the couch. Blaine moved to start cleaning up the couch.

Kurt reached for his boxers and hissed already starting to feel the pain. "I think I need help."

Blaine grabbed the boxers from him and helped him into them, then grabbed his jeans. "Umm. These are not going to be the most comfortable for you Sweetie. Do you want a pair of my sweatpants and tee shirts?"

"Will that be weird if Diane sees that I've changed?"

"Probably, but I think she already knows what was going on back here. I'm sure Granddad has already clued her in to the fact that we have sex and that we're engaged." Blaine rubbed his leg still holding his pants. "How about if I put sweats on too? I think I brought two sets because I was thinking we might want to be more comfortable." He looked in his bag and sure enough there were two sets. He took one pair of sweats out and let Kurt put his foot in and pulled them up. "Sorry they're a little short. It's not too bad."

Kurt looked down. "You better hope no one sees us before we get home."

Blaine put on his clothes and threw their other ones in his bag with the lube. He cleaned the best he could and they both settled down with music to just cuddle and look out the window. Kurt was the big spoon and Blaine settled in between his legs resting his head on Kurt's chest. Blaine noticed Kurt was quiet. "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about how perfect we seem to be. I sometimes still think it's all a big dream." He leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder.

"It's real. Trust me. It's real and we are going to be very happy together Kurt."

Kurt kissed Blaine on the head and they napped the rest of the trip home.