Chapter 52 - Dessert before Dinner

If Blaine thought it was over, he was wrong. Kurt settled Blaine back down in the water and grabbed a washcloth to wipe away most of the come from his and Blaine's chest. Generally Kurt wouldn't want to sit in the water, but he felt pretty confident that he got most of the come. "You need to lay back and relax. I'm going to do one more thing for you after I warm up this water and add some bubbles."

"You don't have to do anything more baby. You've already made up for running me dead." Blaine chuckled keeping his eyes shut.

"Just enjoy this. It's not every day I do things like this for you."

Kurt settled himself on the opposite side of Blaine and took his foot in his hand and began to rub. He rubbed firmly earning him a moan from Blaine. "You spoil me."

"I do. So shut up and enjoy."

Kurt worked into his left foot with the expertise of a masseuse. "Where did you learn to do this and why have you not done this for me before. Like after a football game or something. It would have been so nice."

"It's a secret talent of mine. I can't give away all my talents or what would we have left to discover."

"Lot's of things. Ahhh." Blaine's feet were pretty tired.

Kurt moved to the second foot and noticed Blaine had opened his eyes to watch. He worked his right foot over with the same care and ease as the first foot. Blaine hand fell to Kurt's shin as Kurt felt him caressing his calve pressing in gently. The bubbles were dying down and it revealed a completely hard Blaine. Kurt couldn't help but grin. "You're so easy."

Kurt kissed the bottom of Blaine's foot then teased with a lick to his big toe. "Kurt. You don't have..."

"Shut up. You know I think you're pretty perfect, right?" He nodded. "You have pretty feet too. I know they're well cared for so I don't mind doing this." He sucked Blaine's big toe into his mouth.

"Holy shit." Blaine eyes shut, but he was sure that if they were open, Kurt would have seen them roll back. "This is surprisingly hot as hell."

"You like feet, huh?"

"Your feet are perfect." Blaine had reached to hold both of Kurt's feed in each hand. He rubbed them gently while Kurt sucked on his toe. It was the eyes that got Kurt. Blaine was so hot for it. He couldn't believe that Blaine had a foot fetish. Blaine probably didn't even know he had a foot fetish until right this moment.

Kurt took his feet and placed them around Blaine's hard cock. Blaine moaned quietly as Kurt moved his feet up and down the shaft. Blaine was hard as a rock and close. Kurt could tell that Blaine really liked this, especially as he started to thrust up into Kurt's feet. Kurt squeezed his feet together so that Blaine could have the friction he craved. "Your feet, Kurt, they're so smooth and perfect and cute." Blaine was panting.

"Blaine, come. You know you want to."

"I want to." Blaine was close, but not quite there.

Kurt figured it Blaine had a thing for feet, this might help. "Come all over my feet, baby. I want to feel your come. I want to feel you throb on the soles of my feet." Crap, Blaine moaned and started coming. Kurt thought to himself. My man loves feet.

"Oh my God, Kurt."

"You, my future husband, have a serious feet fetish."

Blaine blushed. " Well, your feet are just so cute and perfect and smooth, just like the rest of your body. And well.."

"You don't have to say anything. You were completely hot. I loved seeing you fall apart like that. It's just another thing about me that you love."

Kurt moved back toward Blaine, laying right on top of him and kissing him. "I do love everything about your body. You're so damn perfect."

Kurt just smiled, because only Blaine thought that. It wasn't that Kurt was perfect, it was more that Kurt was perfect for Blaine and vice versa.

After the bathtub sex extravaganza, Kurt managed to get Blaine cleaned up and dressed. Blaine was still a bit tired and they still had about two hours before their dinner reservations. "You nap for a little bit. I'll wake you up with it's time to leave."

Kurt ventured outside to the kitchen table where he sat looking at all the notes and information from the day. He pulled out a piece of paper and started to sketch something. Burt walked up behind him. "Whatcha doin kid?"

"I was sketching dresses for the bridesmaids. I think I know what I want them to wear and then maybe I'll sketch the mom's dresses."

"That looks good." Burt eyed the drawing.

"Thanks."

"So, is everything what you expected?" Burt sat down at the table and was picking through all the notes and copies and pictures.

"It is Dad." Kurt thought about it for a minute. "You know, I sometimes feel like I want all this for myself." He waved his hand around to signify he was talking about the Anderson money. "Then I remember you and how hard you worked."

"They worked are too. They worked really hard for all this. I feel bad that they're paying for almost everything." Burt looked around for a second as well. "The Anderson's are extremely generous people and you, no, we're lucky. I have money, but they have lots of it and are so happy to spend it on you and Blaine. They love you, Kurt. It's not the same as they love Blaine, but no less than they love him. You make him happy and in their book, you're perfect."

Kurt smiled. "I keep hearing I'm perfect. I might start getting a big head."

"You won't. You're humble like me. You'll do the right thing by the Anderson's. Just like you do by me. You represent the Hummel name quite well."

Kurt realized what this was all coming to. "Are you wondering what name we're going to use?"

"No, Kurt. I'll be happy with whatever you both decide. Just make sure you're happy with it too. Remember that the name doesn't make the person. You still gotta be a good person. Represent both me and the Anderson's proudly. Be responsible and just be you."

"Did Ellen or Jack tell you?"

"I know. I know you're worried about being proper and all, but Kurt, you don't have to be. They'll never treat you any differently. You see how they treat everyone. They treat everyone how they deserve to be treated."

"I feel like I'm not as educated and, you know, trained."

"If they wanted trained, they would have bought a dog, Kurt. They want someone with a different approach, someone that keeps life interesting. Someone that they can say their proud of."

"What if I can't live up to it?"

"There's nothing to live up to. Listen Kurt. I think you're putting more pressure on yourself to be something that you think they want." Kurt just stared off a little. "The thing is, they like you just the way you are. Blaine sure as hell likes the Kurt he met. If you were a different person, then maybe you wouldn't be here today. Blaine might not have fallen in love with you and we'd be back home coming home from working a long Saturday at the shop. Do you see what I mean Kurt?"

"Yeah. I think."

"Just be yourself. It has to be good enough." Kurt smiled at his dad. He was a wise and dear dad. Kurt loved him so much. Burt squeezed his shoulder then gave him a big hug. "If you aren't good enough, you know you always have me." He shrugged.

"You act like you're some consolation prize, Dad. I would say you are the grand prize. I'm so lucky."

"We both are."

Blaine's hair was flattened on one side. "Look at you!"

Blaine looked up and tried to straighten his hair out. "Is it that bad?"

Kurt laughed, "No. Not really. Come here." Kurt licked the palm of his hand and started to push Blaine's hair down.

"Eww. That's gross."

"What?"

"You just licked your hand and put it on my hair." Blaine tried to bat Kurt's hands away.

"As fun as it is to watch you two argue, I think I'm going to go back up to my room and get ready for dinner." Burt slipped out of the room quickly.

With Burt gone, Kurt said quietly, "You love it when I lick you." Kurt didn't make eye contact but continued to fix his hair.

"You can't say those kinds of things Kurt. We're getting ready to go to dinner." Blaine kept watching Kurt's features for a reaction. He was done complaining about the hair saliva since just having Kurt take care of him was kind of nice.

"I figured I could since we had two servings of dessert about an hour ago." Kurt looked at his watch.

Blaine pulled Kurt by his belt loops toward him pressing their hips together and in his deep gravelly lustful voice, he groaned, "I love dessert."

"I like serving dessert." Kurt kissed Blaine's temple.

"I like eating dessert." Blaine and Kurt kissed gently on the lips lingering just a little bit.

"Me too. Dessert is the best part of every meal." Kurt said against Blaine's lips.

"Oh my God! You can't talk like that in public dudes." Finn rounded the corner.

Kurt was annoyed immediately. "That was a private conversation Finn and if you haven't noticed, we aren't in public. We're in our own home."

"Well, dudes, you can talk like that when there are people around that might hear."

Blaine put his innocent face on and moved to stand behind Kurt wrapping his arms around Kurt's midsection. "But, Finn. We were just talking about dessert." He kissed Kurt behind his ear where he knew it would drive Kurt nuts. "We were just saying how much we liked it." Blaine kissed Kurt's neck and Kurt's responded how he normally did and that was to tip his head away giving his future husband better access. His eyes closed for just a second as he smiled.

Kurt knew they couldn't keep this up and that it would be dangerous to mess with their own hormones in front of Finn, so he sighed and took Blaine by the hands while turning to kiss him on the lips. It was chaste and Blaine knew that playtime was officially over. "It's so much fun to tease you Finn. You get so freaked out." He grabbed Blaine's hand and led him into the great room. "Anyway, Dad went upstairs to get ready for dinner. I'm sure Mom must have napped."

"She said she was tired after the whole morning. It was so cool." Finn plopped down in the seat and put his feet up on the coffee table.

Kurt slapped his leg. "You have no manners, Finn Hudson."

"Geez, sorry."

"Finn, it's really okay. Kurt, it's okay." Blaine sat back. "So this will be a relaxed and fun night. Then we leave tomorrow."

"I can't believe Thankgiving is over and it's back to school."

Kurt interrupted, "And back to practicing for Sectionals. We have to do something about the dancing that Schue has us doing."

Blaine defended Mr. Schue. "I like it. We're a show choir and the dance moves are appropriate."

Finn laughed, "You guys could use being appropriate."

Kurt hit him.

"Kurt, don't hit your brother." Burt called as he entered the room with Carole.

Carole shushed Burt. "I'm sure whatever it was, Finn probably deserved it." Finn gave his mom a look.

"Where's the love?" Finn played innocent.

"Someone called me?" Rachel came skipping into the room with her red tights and black pleated skirt on.

"Um.. Yeah, I did Rachel." Finn said as Kurt giggled silently.

Jack and Ellen entered holding hands. Kurt smiled at the cuteness of the picture in front of him. He hoped that he and Blaine would have the same strong bond many years later. "Who's ready for some food and fun?"

Jack was quite the fun guy when he let loose and this was one of those times. He and all the adults had been drinking beer. Jack and JR kept getting Burt to try all the different beers they had behind the bar. They were even getting the wives to do the same. All the while, karaoke was going on in front of them.

"Funny how you get a few beers into a bunch of old people and they start acting like kids again." Kurt whispered to Blaine.

"It's fun. Look, they're having fun and they're bonding. This is will make family reunions so much better, don't you think?"

"I agree. I'm not opposed to the drunk adults, but if one of them starts throwing up, you're dealing with it."

"After two days on your schedule, they deserve it, don't you think?"

Kurt gave him the evil eye. "So, we're back there, are we?" Kurt didn't like that he was so anal about things. He couldn't help it, but that's why it bothered him when people made fun of it.

"No, sweetie, we're not back there. I love you and I'm going to sing a special song just for you."

Kurt let it go for now because everyone was having so much fun. Finn and Rachel had sung a song earlier and Kurt and Rachel had sung a song together. Their parents were the loudest people cheering in the audience. They called Blaine to go up and sing. He kissed Kurt on the head and headed up to the stage. Kurt rested his chin on his hands as he patiently waited to hear the first notes to the song.

Blaine took the mic after talking to the karaoke guy for a second. "The song I'm singing is an oldie, but it means to much to me right now because I just spend the weekend planning my wedding to the most perfect guy. This is for you, Kurt. I know you'll love it."

Kurt thought to himself, an oldie? He impatiently waited for the music to start and laughed a little when he heard it. Blaine was a freakin ridiculous romantic.

For once in my life I've got someone who needs me, someone I've needed so long
For once unafraid I can go where life leads me, and somehow I know I'll be strong
For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of
Long before I knew someone warm like you
Could make my dreams come true
For once in my life I won't let sorrow hurt me, not like it's hurt me before
For once I've got someone I know won't desert me, and I'm not alone anymore
For once I can say: "This is mine you can't take it"
As long as I've got love I know I can make it
For once in my life I've got someone who needs me

On the second time around, the drunk dads were singing with Blaine and Blaine was trying hard to conduct them to sing on key and with the music, but to no avail, it just sounded like a bunch of drunk dads. It didn't matter because he got a standing ovation for the night. Blaine barely got to the table when he was enveloped in a big hug from Kurt. "How did you get so damn perfect."

"I'm not perfect sweetheart. I'm just the right guy for you and it makes me seem perfect."

"Whatever the case, I think you're perfect and I loved it."

"I knew you would."

"I did. I love you and can't wait to be your husband, Blaine Anderson."