Chapter 47 - Happy Thanksgiving!

Lunch was like a big party.  The men at the table were happily talking football and drinking beer.  The women were drinking beer too and talking about any number of cute men in the recent movies out, mainly Rob Pattinson and Ryan Reynolds.  Finn and Blaine were talking football with the men as they discussed the season that the Patriots were having so far.  They had a few losses over the last 2 months and Jack was a little upset with the season thus far.  "They just played Monday night so I hope that they're rested and ready for Sunday's game."

"The Giants have been their nemesis this year, but I don't think you have to worry Jack.  They're definitely going to the playoffs.  Pre-season doesn't count."  Burt was an expert at this time of the afternoon after several beers.

"They'll definitely make the playoffs at this point.  The teams they lost to are playoff caliber teams also.  We need to figure out those Giants if we're going to get through the rest of the season."  Jack shook his head and then raised his beer mug.  "So, does everyone's schedule look like mine?"  Jack nodded his head toward Kurt.

JR pulled his out of his pocket because he hadn't really looked at it after Kurt handed it to him.  "Crap!  What is all of this?"

Burt laughed because he was used to Kurt's nagging.  "You have no idea what nagging comes with this kid.  Blaine has no idea."

Burt was being slapped on the arm.  He didn't even know Kurt was there.  Kurt reprimanded his father.  "He does to deserve me, right Blaine?" 

Blaine was totally clueless as he turned to see Kurt smiling at him, his arm on his dad's shoulder.  "Yes, Baby.  Whatever you say."

"See Dad?  Stop spreading rumors about me."

JR held up his itinerary.  "Who needs rumors when you have a schedule that looks like this?"  The men laughed away at JR's wit.

"Trust me, you'll be happy I made you stick to a schedule.  This is the one way I know that everything will get completed and when things get completed, Kurt Hummel will not have to punish you during wedding week."

Jack and JR repeated in unison, "Wedding week?"

"Yes, well the week of the wedding.  From this point forward, the week before our wedding will be known as wedding week."  Kurt continued, "and Jack, you have a few homework assignments to complete prior to wedding week."

He pulled out his itinerary, "Is that on this sheet somewhere?"  He flipped it backward and forward, but he was tipsy enough that there would be no finding it tonight.

"No.  Your itinerary for later on will be coming closer to that time."

"Well, I'll be waiting with bated breath Kurt."  All the men were holding their laughs in. 

Kurt didn't miss it.  "I would appreciate it if you men would start acting like responsible adults.  I'm getting married and it's going to be a perfectly planned wedding."

Burt patted Kurt's hand, "Okay son, now please let us have our limited freedom."

Kurt hugged his dad from behind and moved back to Blaine.  "They're making fun of my schedule."

Blaine pushed Kurt's hair back behind his ear.  "They just having fun.  Don't let it bother you.  They'll thank you for it later when they can sit around and enjoy the wedding, right?"

Kurt pressed his cheek into Blaine's hand.  "How are you perfect for me?"

"I just am.  We don't need to even think about it.  Okay?"

"Okay."

Late lunch ended up lasting a couple of hours.  They finally arrived back at Jack's house around 4:00.  "That was a good lunch, don't you think boys?"

"The guys will be heading down to the basement at 7:00 to watch the game.  If you want to nap or have some time alone, you should probably do that now."

Blaine stretched a little and he looked tired.  "I would LOVE to take a nap."  He turned to Kurt, "nap with me?"

Kurt took Blaine's hand and they headed downstairs.  They heard Finn say the same while Rachel, Carole and Ellen decided to start prep work for the Thanksgiving meal.  "We're not really going to sleep, are we?"  Kurt was hopeful in his questioning.

Blaine crinkled his nose up while he smiled and shook his head, "Of course not."  He whispered, "I need that gorgeous ass of yours.  It's been days, Baby."

Kurt giggled, "Dirty Blaine.  I could like that.  It would be even better if dirty Blaine had his short beard too."

"I'll work on that just for you."

Blaine grabbed Kurt by the waist as they hit the landing halfway down the stairs.  He heaved Kurt over his shoulder.  Kurt muffled his laughter knowing that everyone would still be able to hear him.  He opted for whispering, "you're nuts, you know that?"

"All evidence to the contrary my future husband.  It wasn't me who created the crazy itinerary that has everyone wondering when they're allowed to speak."

Blaine threw Kurt on the bed as Kurt squirmed his way up to the headboard.  Suddenly he crossed his arms at his chest.  "You know that I mean well, right?  I just want our wedding to be perfect, Blaine."  He was clearly offended by Blaine's comment.

Blaine knew he was walking on thin ice.  "Kurt, I just meant that people aren't used to your craziness sometimes.  I know you want everything to be perfect, but people have lives that they can't always drop everything to follow your schedule."

"So that's what you do?"

"I didn't say that.  Let's not put words into my mouth, okay?"

"I'm not.  You just said it Blaine."  Kurt's tone was defensive.  "For the record, I want to point out that you called me crazy twice now.  So, is that what you think?"

"No, no, no, baby.  Please calm down."

"I won't calm down.  Why the hell are you even with me if you think I'm crazy."

"I don't.  I was kidding."

"Twice.  You were kidding twice, Blaine.  I can't believe all this time."  Kurt pulled his phone out and started doing something.  "You know what Dictionary.com says about the word crazy?"

"Kurt, Please.  I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.  I love you."

"One, mentally deranged, demented and insane.  Two, senseless, impractical, totally unsound."  Kurt began to cry and sob while trying to spit out the words.  "Am I those things?"  Kurt buried his face in his hands.  He was starting to think that Blaine was right.

Blaine tried to touch Kurt, but he flinched away.  Fishing his own phone out, he looked up crazy and hoped that there was something he could use.  Blaine was at the end of his rope.  He couldn't get Kurt to settle and listen.  He smiled, while Kurt turned away from him.  "Three, passionately excited, intensely enthusiastic.  Four, very enamored or infatuated.  Five, intensely anxious or eager."  He put his phone down.  Kurt was slumped down with his head now buried into his knees.  "Kurt, what I just read, is you.  You are the most passionate, intense and eager person.  You're perfect to plan this wedding.  I know that you'll make it perfect for us."  Kurt refused to look up.  "Kurt, I love you and all of this,"  motioning to the pile of papers with notes and itineraries.  "I love all of you and this goes with the territory.  You're such a passionate person.  That's what I love most about you."

"It doesn't change the fact that you think I'm over the top with all of this."  Kurt finally looked up to meet Blaine's eyes.  "I'm worried it won't be everything you wanted for a wedding.  I need it to be perfect for you.  I mean, Blaine, you could have had your wedding anywhere with anyone and you picked me.  I just want to be perfect for you."

Blaine laid down on the bed and grabbed Kurt pulling him down on top of him.  "You are perfect for me and none of this is going to make you look better in my eyes.  We could get married in an alleyway or in a dumpster.  As long as it's you I'm marrying, it'll be perfect."  Blaine ran his fingers through Kurt's chestnut coiffed locks.   "Now, Kurt, I don't want to fight.  I want to make love...  I want to make love to you, because I love you."  Blaine was pleading and Kurt loved Blaine.  This wasn't completely over, but Kurt wanted Blaine as much as Blaine wanted him.  Everything about this afternoon was perfect until he started to get mad.  Kurt decided to push it away and opt for what Blaine wanted. 

"I want you too.  Why do you have to be so perfect?  Why do you have to know how to calm me down so easily?  I feel like this relationship is so one-sided sometimes.  I feel like I bring the crazy and you bring everything else."

"You bring everything Kurt.  You bring the passion, the reality, the creativity and just about everything perfect about us."

"You're ridiculous.  You like to make me seem perfect, don't you?"

"I think you are.  You're pretty perfect to me."

"Okay, fine.  I love you and I really want to make love with you, but we really need to talk about this...."  Kurt was cut off with Blaine mouth on his.  Kurt loved nothing more than being pressed into the mattress by Blaine.  Giving Blaine control was a little kink of his.  He surrendered to Blaine as he allowed Blaine to flip them over and pin him to the bed and take control.  "Tie me up, Blaine." 

"Well, Mr. Hummel, interesting how we've gone from mad to kinky in about two minutes."

"You, Mr. Anderson, are irresistible."

"Well, if you say so."

"I know so."  Kurt pushed Blaine up by his chest.  With a smirk of satisfaction on his face, Blaine crossed the room to the closet where he looked for something to use.  "Hurry!"

Blaine laughed at his eager fiancée laying there fully clothed wanting to be taken, even dominated by him.  It gave Blaine a feeling of honor and a little terror because he wasn't quite sure what Kurt expected.  All he knew was that whatever it was, he would give him.  "I'm coming."  Blaine took one of Kurt's scarves and 2 of his ties.  He didn't even care if they got completely wrinkled today.  When he returned, Kurt was bare, save his boxers, laying on the bed waiting for Blaine.

"What took you so long?"  Kurt smiled slyly.  He knew how Blaine would react to seeing him like this. 

"You're gorgeous."  Blaine started to shed his shirt and pants to match Kurt's current state.  "I can't wait to make you come."  Kurt was gone.  Blown away with lust now, lay back waiting for what Blaine would do next.

Blaine crawled up the bed and took Kurt's scarf in his hands first.  "Let's try this Kurt."  He brought the scarf to Kurt eyes, "Lift your head up a little so I can tie this down."  Kurt obliged smiling brightly. 

"I think I'm going to like this."  He said in a sing song voice.

Blaine giggled.  "Can you see anything?"

"Nope."

"Good."  Blaine took Kurt's left wrist tying his tie tightly around it and then attaching it to the headboard following with the right one.  "How's that.  Try to move."

Kurt pulled tight.  "Nice and tight."

"That's what I usually say, Babe."  Blaine's arousal was clearly noticeable as he straddled Kurt, rutting his ass over Kurt's cock already hard beneath him.  Kurt gasped at the friction and moaned at the feel of Blaine sitting on him.  Blaine worked his fingers on Kurt's nipples toying with them and tracing circles around them.  "You look so hot, Babe."  Blaine slid down and spreading Kurt's legs and settling his hips over Kurt's.  He could feel his hardness against Kurt's and slid the waistband down on his and Kurt's briefs, clutching both cocks in his fist.  The sensation was extraordinary, hard cocks together being stroked by Blaine's warm hand.

Kurt was panting Blaine's name as he stroked him.  His arms tensed as he pulled at his restraints out of instinct to reach for Blaine.  It was so sexy.  Kurt tied up and begging for him.  "I want you, Blaine.  I want it so bad."  Kurt's head was raised from its' resting place as if he could see what was happening.  Blaine took the opportunity to lift Kurt's legs up while pulling his boxers off  and pushed his legs up lifting his ass off the bed.  It was no time before Blaine's tongue swiped gently at Kurt's entrance before starting to work on opening him up.  Kurt could barely contain his desire for Blaine mumbling things almost incoherently.  "Fuuuck,  Love, Blaine, love you, ungghh, ahhh, go---"  Then Blaine abruptly stopped, leaving Kurt a messy pile of excited mush. 

Blaine smirked.  "I know you too well, Baby.  I love you so much.  You're so fucking perfect."

"Please do something, Blaine.  Please, please, please."

"My gorgeous fiancée.  I promise to always take care of you the way you want."  Kurt listened for the telltale signs that Blaine was going to do something and he heard the cap on the lube pop open.

"Oh thank God," as Kurt laid his head back down.

Blaine couldn't help but chuckle at the sudden relief it brought Kurt.  Not being able to see what was next was probably killing Kurt.  Not that Kurt would doubt anything Blaine did for him.  "I know you're ready Baby.  Just listen to me.  I'll take care of you."

"I hate not being able to see you Blaine.  Ooohhh."  Blaine had pressed in fairly quickly with no warning.

"You okay?"

"Oh yes.  So perfect.  Just move please."

Kurt was an object of perfection as far as Blaine was concerned.  "You feel perfect Kurt.  Perfect, Baby."  Kurt was always a tight fit.  Blaine knew he would never get enough of Kurt's ass being wrapped around him tightly.  He knew he would never tire of the sounds Kurt made or the way he looked.  He felt so lucky that they would have decades together just like this.  He watched himself move in and out of Kurt's perfect ass.  Blaine's hands trailed from Kurt's hips to caress his ass lifting and spreading his cheeks just a little bit to thrust just a bit deeper and changing the angle just enough to give Kurt the pleasure of his length brushing his prostate.

All of these thoughts were swirling around in his head as he saw his partner falling apart.  Blaine reached down to stroke Kurt with his thrusts.  They were meant to fit together like this.  Blaine was meant to pleasure Kurt, he decided, as his hips jerked forward while his fist, confident and sure, stroked Kurt toward the edge faster and faster.  Kurt tensed around Blaine as he came in long ropes across his chest.  That was enough for Blaine to groan as his hips started to move sporadically and more quickly until he released deep inside Kurt with a groan.

Blaine collapsed on top of Kurt, out of breath  but kissing him on the neck and his cheek.  He reached behind Kurt's head to pull the scarf off.  "I can't wait to see your eyes, Kurt.  I really missed them."  Kurt smiled up at Blaine, blinking his eyes trying to quickly adjust to the lighting in the room.  "God, I missed seeing your eyes.  I mean, this was unbelievable, but your face and your eyes just before you come.  I missed it."

They kissed slowly and gently as Blaine tried to untie his wrists.  He was sadly unsuccessful in releasing Kurt from his bondage.  Blaine slipped gently out of Kurt.  "I wanted you to stay there."

"I would love to, but it would be kind of hard to stay there forever."

"Maybe we could just stay in bed forever."  Kurt cooed at the thought.

"Aww.  Honey, I love you too.  There's no place I'd rather be, you know."  That statement was the truth.  Blaine loved making love to Kurt.  Blaine managed to untie him and gently kissed each wrist as they were freed.  They were a little red.  "Are you okay?  Maybe this wasn't one of you best ideas.  The parent's might see this."

"I'm wearing long sleeves.  Now come here so we can make out a little bit before getting in the shower to clean off this mess."

"So did you enjoy your, uh, nap?"  Burt stuttered the question.

"Well obviously you know we weren't napping or you would have asked a little smoother than that dad."

"It was just.  You can get a little loud Kurt."  Burt was beet red and now Blaine was beet red.

Kurt looked around at the collection of parent's in the room.  Scratch that.  The collection of parent's AND grandparents in the room.  It was everyone.  Kurt decided to get his bitch face on because this was as embarrassing as it could get for both of them.  "Okay, so I'm a teenager and Blaine is a teenager, right?"  They all nodded immediately recognizing that Kurt needed to get something out.  "We are both teenage boys and we have, uh, urges.  We're getting married as everyone in the room knows, so yes, we will be having fun when we have the chance and can be alone.  Okay?"  Kurt looked at all of them and the women were blushing.  Blaine was silent.  "And Blaine, next time you need to tell me that the walls or floors or whatever are not soundproof."  Kurt was blushing now and his bitchiness was only hanging by a thread.  "I love Blaine, Blaine loves me and so things like what happened this afternoon are going to happen.  We apologize if it embarrassed you to, uh, know what we were doing."  Kurt ducked his head and took Blaine's hand and said softly, "and I'll try to be quieter.. uh..  sorry."

Jack stepped up with commentary.  "You know, Kurt's right.  We need to let this go a little bit.  They are getting married in a few short months and, at least the men here should remember what it was like to be their age." Then he turned to the two of them.  "However boys, it might be nice if you respected that there are other people in the house that might hear you."  Blaine and Kurt nodded and that was that.  The patriarch has spoken and he was right.  There was no questioning.

Thanksgiving arrived with Kurt rising early to help the females prepare for the big meal.  When he got upstairs only Ellen was there.  "Good morning, Ellen."

"Hi Kurt.  You're up early.  I didn't expect any of the men to be up at this time."

"I didn't stay up for the whole game.  I'm not much of a football kind of person.  Blaine stayed up with the rest of them.  I just read a few magazines and chilled out.  It was nice."

"You didn't stay for any of the game?"

"Oh, no, I watched part, but then went to sleep."

"You love him a lot don't you?"  Ellen motioned for Kurt to sit at the island which he did.  She set a coffee in front of him.

Kurt smiled and affirmed, "He's everything to me, Ellen."

"I can tell.  Blaine is special, you know."

"I know."

"There's a bit of pressure being in this family though Kurt.  There are a lot of expectations of him."  Kurt didn't understand where she was going with this.  "He is heir to a lot of things."  Kurt worried where this was going.

"I know he is and I want to make sure that he knows I'm prepared to be there for him.  I want him to be everything he wants to be."

"He may have to be some things that he didn't want to be also."  Kurt was still trying to figure out where this was going.  "That goes for you too, Kurt."

"I don't think I'm following you Ellen."  Kurt was done trying to figure it out.

"Being an Anderson has its perks but it also has its responsibilities.  When you get married, Blaine is not alone in his commitment to the Anderson legacy, it's yours too."

Kurt was speechless because he never thought about what it would mean to marry into the Anderson family.  When he stopped to think about her words, he was beside himself.  What did it mean.  Did it mean he had to give up everything he wanted for this?  "Um.."

"Honey, don't think too hard.  I know you probably never thought about it.  It's not life ending though."

"Blaine and I never really discussed it.  We never.. I never.."  Kurt was flustered and at a complete loss of words about what all of this meant.

"Kurt."  Ellen sat down next to him putting her arm around his shoulders, rubbing his arm.  "It's not the end of any of your dreams if that's what you're worrying about.  On the contrary, it could help you along on your dreams."

Kurt sighed and leaned his head down on Ellen and she took to running her fingers through Kurt's hair.  "Your hair is so soft Kurt."  They both giggled at the comment.  It just seemed out of place.  "Honey, you're going to be everything you want to be.  I promise, but there are some things that will end up being your responsibility after we, say, move on."

Kurt lifted his head to look at Ellen.  "That won't be for a while still.  You're both still young and full of life.  You'll still be active for a long time.  I'm sure of it."

"Kurt, we're getting old.  Blaine thinks that we'll last forever, but I know you understand and you'll be there for Blaine when he needs you, right?"

"Of course.  He means everything to me, but I really don't want to think about you and Jack not being around.  Not yet.  It's too early to think about that."

"Maybe, but I..  Actually, we, Jack and I, need you to know that we leave everything to the two of you.  Everything."

"But what about JR and Catherine.  They'll be here too."  Kurt was starting to feel a heavy weight on his shoulders.

 "They will, but they have so much to take care of themselves.  Catherine will be able to help, but in the end, it'll be you and Blaine.  Everything that Jack and I have built will be yours one day.  We'll probably sell the football team before that comes around and Jack will retire, but there will still be a lot of other things that you'll need to take care of.  For example, we have this house, a condo in New York, a condo in the Caribbean and a few others in Europe and other places."  Ellen was very serious.  "You'll have to help Blaine in all of this.  He'll need you.  Blaine is a very loving and intelligent grandson, but he's never paid attention to detail and he's never been organized.  You bring that to him, sweetheart."

"We do complement each other in so many ways.  He knows that I need to feel loved and cared for and he gives me that.  I give us that structure."  Kurt smiled at Ellen like she knew some deep dark secret.

"I know.  You are perfect for each other.  I'm so glad you're part of his life and ours."  Ellen smiled gently.  "I'm sorry to bring up serious things today, but I just wanted you to know how much Jack and I trust you and how much we love you."

"I think you laid a lot more than that on me."  Kurt chuckled a little because he was right.  He wouldn't have to worry for a while.  "I'm just glad that we'll have time to create our life before I have to worry about all of that stuff.  I really don't want to think about you and Jack not being around."

Ellen stood up to get back to the work at hand which was stuffing the large turkey on the counter.  "We'll be around a while longer Kurt.  I hope long enough to see great grandkids.  You have time to grow into the Anderson family.  You needed to know what would be expected of you though.  Blaine will need you."

"He'll always have me Ellen."

"Now why don't you get the butter so that we can cover this turkey and get it in the oven.  It would be good to have the turkey ready for Thanksgiving dinner, right?"

"Yes.  It would.  I can start on some of the other things too."

"I would love the help since everyone else seems to have decided to sleep in."

"I'm glad they did.  I'm glad we could have this time together, just me and you."  Kurt stood and hugged Ellen.

"Me too Kurt.  Me too."

"I am thankful for my belly that will be full of my Kurt's special Turkey and stuffing."  Blaine announced during the thanks.

The table laughed because it was so Blaine to joke around with them.  "Seriously Babe?"  Kurt looked at him incredulously.  "You have nothing better to be thankful for?"

"I'm just kidding.  I'm thankful for my entire family here today.  I'm especially thankful for Kurt, who has brought such happiness to my life.  I can't wait to marry you.  I am also thankful that today we add Kurt's family to our table.  I look forward to many dinners just like this."  He turned to Kurt.  "Better, Sweetie?"

"Yes much."

"Your turn."

"I am thankful for my dad, mom Carole, my brother Finn and my best friend who also happens to be my brothers girlfriend, Rachel.  I adore my new family JR and Catherine Anderson and especially Jack and Ellen Anderson.  I never thought I would be lucky to have this much family and this much love around the table.  I hope we have years and years to get to know each other and enjoy each others company."  He looked at Ellen and winked.  She winked back.  Blaine noticed a the special private exchange carried on so openly in front of everyone.  Ellen appeared to have tears in her eyes.  "I am most thankful for my future husband, Blaine Anderson.  He is everything to me.  He saved me and I saved him back, but I'm more thankful that we are getting married and we get to grow together and build a life together."  Kurt looked directly at Blaine.  "I'll always take care of you Blaine and can't wait to add to this table at future holidays."  All the women at the table were in tears.  It was almost like they were hearing Kurt's wedding vows right then.  Blaine reached his hand over to Kurt's thigh and squeezed.  When their eyes met, Kurt found tears in his future husbands eyes.

Everyone gave thanks for health, friends and family and for a prosperous year.  Thanksgiving proved to be a success as everyone rested in the theater room watching TV and some dozing off while football played on the widescreen.  Kurt and Blaine stood up in late evening to head to the room they were staying in.  They stripped bare and got under the covers.  "Did you lock the door?"  Blaine asked.

"No.  We don't need to.  I just want to hold you and be held by you."

"I can do that for you."  Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and stroked his back gently.  "So you and my Grandma?  I missed something didn't I."

"We talked a lot this morning about us, them, our future, being an Anderson.  You know, nothing major."  Kurt's eyes met Blaine's.  The light was dim, the only light coming from a nightlight in the bathroom.  

 "Sounds serious.  Anything I need to know?"

"Nope.  Just know that I love you and will always be there for you.  Ellen is awesome.  You're whole family.  We just got lucky, you know?  I know it was rocky with your mom and dad at first, but they've gone a full 180 and we are lucky.  Lucky for everything.  I just don't want to forget how much we have.  Our families are worth anything we can do for them."

"I guess it was a deep conversation, huh?"

"I guess."

"Did it scare you?"

"Not really.  It gave me purpose.  It made me think about our future and about you and what you need."

"I just need you."  Blaine attacked Kurt's neck with kisses and began tickling him.  Kurt was laughing and squirming.

"STOP!"  Kurt laughed loudly.  "PLEASE Blaine!"  Blaine stopped.  "This is kind of what me and your Grandma talked about.  You are perfectly childish sometimes."

Blaine got very serious now.  "She said that?"

"Not in those words, but don't change.  Never change.  Your personality and mine together make us work.  It makes us the perfect match.  Don't ever change."

"If you're sure."

"I've never been so sure of something in my entire life Blaine.  This is us.  I keep us grounded and you keep me happy and you keep us light and fun.  It's who we are.  We complement each other very well, you know."

"I know.  That's why we picked each other."

"Forever Blaine.  I'll be yours forever."