Kurt dreaded calling the doctor's office on Monday morning, but knew he needed to. Both he and Blaine were somewhat sexually frustrated. By Sunday bedtime, Kurt didn't want to touch Blaine and vice versa for fear of getting too excited. Kurt just wanted Blaine to get better and fast. Monday morning came and Kurt went downstairs to call the doctor's office to speak with the nurse.

"Yes, this is Blaine Anderson's fianc�e Kurt Hummel. He had a concussion on Friday night and was taken to the emergency room. I have a few questions. Can you help me with it?"

"I'll try Mr. Hummel. We just got all the information here in our office. The doctor hasn't even looked at the information yet, but I see we need to make an appointment for him on Thursday."

"Yes, but we have a question about sex."

"Uh.. go ahead." The nurse was clearly a bit uncomfortable but then she must have put her nurse face on and just stuck to business.

"Blaine would like to know if sex is okay while he has a concussion."

"I don't see why not as long as his head is not being jostled in any way, that would be detrimental to his recovery. Do you understand what I'm saying?" The nurse was very straightforward and no nonsense. Kurt preferred this type of response because he was freaked out about asking the question in the first place.

"Yes, so anything is okay as long as he doesn't move his head around too much or hit his head on anything, right?"

"Yes…. And we'll see you at 10:30 on Thursday for a full recovery examination. Make sure Blaine doesn't drive himself. He needs to have a driver for him until he is fully released. Do you have any other questions?"

"Oh yeah. He's dying with nothing to do. Can he listen to music or play music? He's a musician and can't go very long without music."

"I don't think Blaine should do anything that would require thinking until Thursday. I think that includes music."

"Okay. Thank you." Kurt thought that wasn't so bad. It seemed very professional. Just as Kurt was headed back up to check on Blaine his phone rang. He looked down to see 'dad' lit up on the screen.

"Hi Dad."

"Hey Kiddo. The school said you can pick up your make up work anytime. They weren't really keen on it, but I talked to Figgins directly and I think he understands our situation now. If you don't want to pick it up, I can have Finn stop by the office to get it and bring it home."

"Do they understand what's happening with Blaine?"

"Yeah. Figgins hopes he feels better soon. They know he won't be allowed to do anything for a while."

"Okay. It makes me mad that this happened while he was helping a school team and they are giving us a hard time about it. Anyway, I talked to the doctor and I have to break some bad news to Blaine, but he'll be okay because there is good news too."

"Do I want to know?"

"No."

"Okay. Do you want Finn to bring your stuff home?"

"Yes please. Thanks for taking care of it Dad."

"I am your dad and his guardian after all."

"You're the best, you know."

"Of course I know." Burt laughed. He never wanted Kurt to think anything less of him. "Do you want Carole to bring some food over for dinner?"

"That would be awesome dad. I need to go keep Blaine company."

"Remember, Kurt. He needs his rest."

"I know."

Kurt tiptoed quietly into the bedroom to find Blaine still sleeping silently. Kurt figured it was still early in the morning, he might as well take advantage of the day and curl up with Blaine or better yet, curl Blaine up in to his arms. What he didn't expect was Blaine to grab his hand while he wrapped it around his waist.

"Hey there. You're awake."

"Yeah. Still tired though." Blaine shifted to lying on his back lacing his fingers with Kurt's.

"Then rest. That's what you're supposed to be doing anyway. Doctor's orders." Kurt kissed Blaine on the forehead.

"I feel bad that you are not at school and instead babysitting me."

"Shhh. In sickness and in health. I like staying home with you. I never would have laid home in bed all day before you, but I can't think of anything I'd rather do now." Kurt looked at Blaine wanting him to understand how he felt. "I could've lost you Friday night. I'm not taking any chances."

"I'm fine Kurt." He kissed Kurt gently on the cheek rubbing his arm to soothe him. "Did you already call the Doctor's office?"

"I did."

"Is that why you're cuddling with me?"

"Maybe."

"Well, I hope this means we can, you know, fool around."

"Fool around? You're like an old man sometimes." Kurt could barely contain his laughter. "But, yes we can."

"Good. Because I can barely keep my hands off of you. The last two days have been torture."

Kurt caressed Blaine's cheek with his hand. "You can't jostle your head around too much, so I guess you can't bottom." Kurt winked.

"I don't care. I just want to touch you, but first I stink and I need a shower and I need to brush my teeth. They're nasty."

"Okay. Don't be long. I'll wait here for you."

"You could take a shower with me."

"Do you want me to?"

"yes."

"I guess it would be good for me to be there in case you get dizzy." Kurt had that innocent sweet smile on his face and his blue eyes twinkled.

"You're gorgeous when you try to act coy."

"Well, I'm not blessed with your gorgeous body and face. I'm not like you. I need to use my flirtatious ways."

Blaine pulled Kurt closer. "Don't ever say that. You're nearly perfect. I don't even hold a candle to you."

"That type of flattery will get you everywhere Mr. Anderson."

"Good, because right now, I want to get you into the shower." Kurt stood and gently tugged Blaine up.

"I'm reminding you now before we get in the shower. You can't jostle your head around. No head movement."

"You mean no head."

Kurt laughed. "I guess so, yes. That doesn't mean that I can't."

"You're a tease."

"I'm only a tease if I don't follow through." Kurt pulled Blaine gently into the bathroom. "I promise to follow through on that. A Hummel always keeps his promise."

"I love you for that, you know."

"I'm sure." Blaine turned to the sink pulling out his toothbrush. "It feels like I've been eating cotton. It's got to be that medication."

"Do you want me to call the doctor back?"

"No, it's only a few more days. What did they say about me doing anything?"

"Sorry Babe. Nothing. No music, no TV."

Blaine stuck his lower lip out and pouted. "I'm going to go insane and then my biggest problem won't be my concussion. I'll have to be institutionalized or get a lobotomy."

"Such the drama queen. It's only 3 more days if you don't count today."

"Today's not even half over yet."

"I can think of some things we can do to pass the time away." Blaine began to brush his teeth and Kurt began stripping his clothes off slowly. Blaine had been wearing sweats and tee shirts since coming home from the hospital, so undressing him was going to be simple. "Lift up your arms." Kurt gasped at the sight. Blaine's back had bruises on it and some by his shoulders.

Kurt traced them lightly with his fingertips. "Do they hurt Blaine?"

"Those. No. My shoulder is a little sore because I think when that guy tackled me my shoulder pad dug into it. The bruises don't really hurt anymore."

"I hadn't noticed them before."

"I don't make a big deal about them. I don't want you to worry. Come on." Blaine tugged Kurt's shirt off and then undid his pants and pushed them off. Kurt cock was half hard and when Blaine bent over to push his pants down it sprung up a bit and hit him in the head.

"Oh my God! Are you okay?"

"Kurt, it was your dick." Blaine was laughing. "It's not going to hurt me you know."

"I know, but I was worried that you may have moved your head away too fast." Kurt ran his fingers through the curls on Blaine head caressing his head all around.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt while he continued to caress his head. "You are too worried about me, Baby. Shower now." Blaine tugged Kurt into the shower after getting in first to check the temperature. "Come in."

Kurt sighed at the feel of skin against skin. Blaine's skin was imperfect in the most perfect way for Kurt. Kurt's was smooth as silk as Blaine ran his hands all over his body. "I missed this."

"We showered together on Friday."

"And I'm saying I missed showering and touching you."

"Me too." Blaine reached down to take holder of Kurt as he pumped gently. Kurt sighed and whined a little at the painstaking slowness of Blaine's movement. It was slow enough to keep Kurt wanting more and more. Kurt stopped Blaine's hand and got on his knees. "You… You don't move at all. In fact, lean against the wall so you don't fall. I'm doing this for you because you haven't come since Thursday." Kurt took Blaine's cock stroking gently first and then licking the length of his cock. He rolled his balls in his hands gently and heard Blaine moan. "Are you okay?"

"Yesssss." Blaine hissed through his teeth. "It's only been a few days but I feel like I'm going to come any second."

"Then come Baby. I want you to have this release. You've been so out of it for a few days." Kurt took him completely in his mouth. Blaine moaned loud and his hips jerked forward shakily causing Kurt to gag a bit.

"Oh sorry."

"No. I was just not expecting you to move. I guess I need to hold you still a little better." Kurt smiled. There was never embarrassment when it came to anything they did. They had already seen every part of each other's bodies and had done so many things together. "I should have known better than to let you loose." Kurt laughed because Blaine was always in more control than he was. "This is a nice change of pace seeing you lose it."

Blaine started to say something but was abruptly cut off by Kurt relaxing his throat to take him entirely in his mouth. Kurt started to suck and press his tongue firmly along the underside of Blaine's cock stopping with just the head in his mouth offering the much needed attention that Blaine needed for release. Kurt flicked his tongue over the tip of his head and swirled it all around the head before taking him completely again. It was only a few seconds later that Blaine yelled out spilling his abundant warm seed down Kurt's throat. Kurt was glad they were in the shower because Blaine came so hard and long that he couldn't swallow all of it. Blaine's noises on the other hand were a whole different world. It sounded like utter enjoyment in Kurt's opinion as he stood up to check on Blaine's condition. "Hey. You're alright?"

Blaine opened his eyes. "That was perfect." He looked tired again and Kurt was ready to scold himself for doing it in the shower. He should have known that it would've been less hazardous for them in the bed.

"I'm going to wash you Honey. Please, just, don't move. I don't want you to fall over and hit your head. How would I even explain all of this to the doctor or my dad."

Kurt quickly washed and conditioned Blaine's hair and soaped his body far quicker than he would have normally done. "That all felt nice Kurt." Blaine's medicine must be kicking in all the while, or the adrenaline was causing him to be loopy because Blaine was giggling like a little kid.

"Come on Baby. Let's get you dried off and back in bed." Kurt dried Blaine opting to let himself just drip dry and thanking all that was holy that the cold air dissipated his hard on instantaneously. He grabbed pajama pants and boxers for Blaine lying him down on the bed to put them on. "Are you okay Blaine."

"Fine baby. Just tired."

"Does your head hurt?"

"No."

"Are you dizzy?"

"No. Just tired." Blaine smiled up at Kurt. "You're still naked." Then the knowledge that Kurt was hard the last time Blaine had his hands on him crossed his mind. "Oh I didn't do anything for you."

Kurt just brushed his wet curls back. "Sh. Don't worry. The cold air took care of that. You need to sleep."

"Don't leave me."

"I'd never leave you." Within a few minutes, Blaine was sleeping soundly and smiling a little in his sleep. Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear before heading downstairs to work more on his wedding model. "Sweet dreams Sweetheart. I love you."

"I swear if they don't release me for something, I'm going to rip the doctor's office apart." Blaine was so frustrated at the silence and not being able to do anything. Kurt had gone out a few times on Tuesday and Wednesday saying that he needed to grocery shop or pick something up at school, but Blaine knew he was visiting friends or his dad. Kurt had felt a little cooped up since finishing the model he hoped to unveil on Friday. He loved Blaine so much, but this taught him that they also need their private time to be best for each other. Blaine on the other hand was stuck with too much private time.

"They will. You haven't had any headaches in 2 days and no dizzy spells. You said you feel much better too." Kurt was secretly crossing his fingers and toes because Blaine has never been this frustrated and he was getting annoyed so easily. "Thankfully, we are going to bed soon and when you wake up tomorrow we're going to the doctor." Kurt smiled, but Blaine didn't smile back. "Come on Baby. Upstairs to bed. The earlier we go to bed the sooner we'll be able to get up and go to the doctor and get you some activity back." Reluctantly Blaine let Kurt pull him up to bed.

Instead of pulling on pajama pants, Kurt completely stripped his and Blaine's clothes off and then got into bed waiting for Blaine to take a hint. They had been very careful since Monday. Kurt refused to let Blaine do anything but a handjob and he would give Blaine blowjobs, but tonight, Kurt was feeling very needy. He wanted to feel Blaine. For the first time today, Blaine smiled and got into bed immediately wrapping his arms around Kurt and kissing him deeply. He was excited. Their tongues play lazily together in a familiar dance as Blaine eventually moved to the side a little so that he could reach out and stroke Kurt's hard cock. "Tell me what you want Kurt."

"I want you… I want to feel you. Feel close to you." Kurt was lust blown with his need showing in every part of his body. His chest reached toward Blaine in anticipation, his hips were thrusting forward into Blaine's fist and his hands were clenched into the sheets. Blaine realized that Kurt had been holding in a lot in the last few days. "But, Blaine, be careful. Maybe I should be on top."

"No. I think that would be worse. How about I sit up and lean back a bit. That way I can thrust up and you can somewhat ride me, but my elbows or hands will soften any type of movement in my upper body."

"Okay, we can try that." Blaine leaned in reaching over Kurt to grab the lube. "Turn over first Baby. I don't want to hurt you. It's been a while and I want to make sure you're ready." He kissed Kurt firmly on the lips and slipped a finger in feeling Kurt's gasp in his mouth and the tensing of his muscles. It had been a while. Blaine kept on moving his finger until he knew Kurt was relaxed enough. He added more lube to his fingers preparing to stretch him more. "You okay? Lie on your back. It'll be easier for me to kiss you." Kurt spread his legs and hitched his legs up.

"Yeah. Better than okay. I really missed this."

"Me too." Blaine slowly inserted 2 fingers moving them in and out and twisting them relaxing the muscles guarding his precious entrance. As he felt Kurt relaxing He also began moaning, proving the pleasure that Blaine was providing as his hips were involuntarily rocking into Blaine's hand effectively fucking himself. Kurt looked so perfect with his eyes closed his breathing shallow and face flush and a sheen of sweat forming. Blaine slipped a third finger in and Kurt hissed but within seconds adjusted and was begging.

"Blaine, now please. I don't want to wait anymore for you. I'm tired of waiting. We need to fuck now." Blaine chuckled but understood and leaned back on his elbows as Kurt grabbed the lube and slicked up Blaine's cock getting it ready for him. Just as Kurt was getting ready to lower himself onto Blaine he leaned forward and kissed Blaine. "I love you."

"I love you too. You won't hurt me Baby." Blaine helped Kurt hold his hips up as Kurt aligned Blaine's cock with his entrance and began lowering himself slowly until his ass met flesh and his ball rested gently against Blaine's lower abdomen. Kurt moaned long during the entire decent as the fullness took over his body. He rocked back and forth on Blaine feeling his entire length fill him up and press on his prostate. "Kurt. You're beautiful, Baby."

"This feels so good. Been wanting to feel you inside me filling me up." Kurt started to raise and lower himself breathing heavily with each drop of his ass. He remained slow in his movements barely aware but just aware enough to not jostle the love of his life. "Slow Blaine. I don't want to make any jerking movements." Kurt leaned forward kissing Blaine with everything he had. His heart was beating wildly in his chest. He was sure Blaine could hear it.

"Are you nervous?"

"Yes. I'm so scared to hurt you and lose you." Kurt looked regretful. "This is stupid, we should wait until you get clearance by the doctor. I'm being selfish." He stilled once more and actually started to make a move to lift off of Blaine.

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips and held them still as he thrust upward fast and hard, head burrowed into his pillow. Kurt hissed at the speed and penetration. "I know this is what you want Kurt. I want to give it to you." Blaine was breathing hard as he continued to thrust upward while Kurt was perched on his knees taking every bit of Blaine moaning throwing his head back in ecstasy.

Kurt took hold of his own cock stroking fast and groaning as he felt so close to his release. "Fuck Blaine. So close right now. God… Don't stop." Blaine was pistoning in and out very quickly as he glanced down to catch the site of himself disappearing inside Kurt, his love and life. Kurt was a picture of hotness as he started to rock down toward Blaine closer and closer to his release. His stomach muscles tightened and his toes curled as Blaine felt Kurt's entire body stiffen around his cock. Kurt was whining beautifully. The noise was so hot. Then Kurt came as he screamed Blaine's name, spreading his pearly white come all over Blaine's tan chest. It was so powerful that some reached all the way to Blaine's chin. Blaine was coming at the same time thrusting sporadically causing Kurt to moan. Blaine finally laid back down breathing heavy sweat and come all over himself.

Kurt pulled out and collapsed on top of Blaine. "Baby, the come."

"I don't care. That was unbelievable. That was mind blowing. I don't even think I can think right now."

Blaine laughed. "So that was okay."

"You were fantastic as always. But my ass is already a little sore." Kurt was dripping and he could feel Blaine's come dripping on his balls. "Crap. I don't want to get your come on the sheets."

Kurt tried to catch the come with his hands while reaching for tissues. "Don't you think you should have worried about your come?" Blaine tilted his head and turned his eyes to a splash of come that landed to the side of his face.

"Okay, so your right." Kurt took way too many tissues and proceeded to clean both he and Blaine up. He finally gave up throwing the soiled tissues toward the trash can and collapsed down next to Blaine. Blaine was quiet, just looking up at the ceiling. Kurt went into a panic almost immediately. "Blaine! Are you okay?"

"Blaine turned to Kurt. Yeah. Fine, Baby. Just relaxing." He pulled Kurt to him and Kurt rested his head in the crook of his neck. Kurt breathed in the smell of sex and sweat and felt sleep starting to take him. Blaine whispered. "We can't go that long again. It was almost a week."

"I agree." Kurt talked into Blaine's neck. "Would my dad be disappointed in us?"

"Probably, but it would be worth it. It always is. Don't dwell on it, Baby. It was perfect. That was between us. Two people who love each other."

"I do love you."

"And I love you."

Kurt propped himself up on one elbow smiling down at Blaine. He used his other hand to brush away a few curls that had fallen to his forehead. "Tomorrow I get to do my wedding presentation."

Blaine could barely hold in his excitement for Kurt who loved to do things like this. He'd make a great designer someday. "You are going to be so successful. Do you know that? I'm going to be the stay at home dad to your great fashion designer."

"Nope. You're going to be famous Blaine. I know you. You'll never be a back seat to me. That's why I love you so much."

"Okay. If you say so." Blaine was clearly exhausted unable to stop yawning.

"You need to sleep, my love." Kurt used Blaine's term.

"Awww… You called me your love."

"Well you are. Let's sleep. When we wake up, off to the doctors!" They settled into sleep.

The doctor's office was busy today but luckily Blaine was called in very quickly. Kurt suspected his family name helped with this. "Hello Blaine." He reached out a hand to shake Blaine's and then Kurt's.

"Hi Dr. Cameron. This is Kurt Hummel, my fianc�e."

"Very nice to meet you Kurt. How has this guy been?" Kurt just shook his head and rolled his eyes making Dr. Cameron snicker as he turned to Blaine.

"So how are you feeling?" The doctor was reading through Blaine's information that was transferred from the hospital. "How's your head feeling?"

"I feel fine. The last 2 days have been really good. I'm feeling almost normal."

"You seemed to have had a pretty good concussion. The hospital reported that you were out cold and didn't come out of it immediately. Generally situations like this, I would expect the CAT scan to look worse than it does."

Blaine and Kurt nodded because they really didn't know how to respond. Finally Kurt asked. "Dr. Cameron, what exactly does that mean. It's sounds good, but is it really?"

"I think it's a good thing because even though Blaine showed signed initially of a more severe concussion, he seems to be experiencing, by his CAT scan and recovery, a less severe concussion. I'm not exactly sure why he was out for so long and I'm not sure anyone can answer that question, but it's good that he is feeling better this quickly."

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand and smiled. "Good." Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt quickly on the lips.

"Can I go to the football game tomorrow night? Just to watch. Even for part of it." Blaine's eyes pleaded for a positive answer.

"Let me examine you first and then we can talk about it." Dr. Cameron started his examination. It was very thorough and at one point, Blaine was requested to talk off all his clothes and the doctor asked Kurt to leave. Blaine protested explaining that they were getting married after school was over. The doctor agreed and continued his examination paying special attention to Blaine's eyes and reflexes. "Well, Blaine. You're still a little slow on reflexes, so there is no playing football and no head jostling activities. That said, I think you can go watch the game." Blaine smiled so widely the excitement reaching his eyes.

Kurt kissed him on the cheek. "See, you're getting better."

"What about school?" Blaine looked hopeful just to get out of the house.

"No school yet. Let's see you back here on Wednesday and I'll see if I can release you for other things. I would start talking to the school about a specialized helmet for concussion sufferers if you plan on playing football again. While I don't like it, I know that most teens your age will go back to their sports. You're young and the brain is very resilient at your age."

"Music or TV?" Blaine was desperate and the doctor could sense it.

"Blaine, I know your bored. How about 1 hour of TV and 1 hour of music a day. And no you can't save all your hours up to use on 1 day." He turned to Kurt. "Kurt, can you make sure he follows direction."

"I will doctor."

"Blaine, you want to get better, right?" Blaine nodded. "You need to take it easy still. Now, I'll put a note on this that you are to come back Tuesday or Wednesday next week and we'll see if you can be released 100%" He started to write the information down. "Blaine, you were lucky. Remember that any injury to the brain is scary and should be taken very seriously. Take it easy okay? Have you dad call my office if he wants to talk about it."

"I will." It wasn't until then that Kurt realized that he was a friend of the family.

They walked out of the office and Blaine felt free again. "So, I'm allowed to go to the game. I'm excited."

"You'd be excited to be able to go anywhere."

"I know. Can we get ice cream on the way home?"

"No, but we can stop for coffee."

"What a novel idea, my Love."