Chapter 61 - New Years Eve

There was only one way to spend New Year's Eve and that was in New York City. Kurt and Blaine planned to spend it in the condo that would soon be there home. Crazy enough all of their family had to be somewhere the next day so it was going to be a quiet New Year's Eve for them. Kurt and Blaine welcomed being alone together after the craziness of the holidays. They longed to have some time alone and just enjoy each others company. This was a good time to see the city in all of its glory. They were going to go to Times Square if it killed them. Kurt decided that they could cross this off his bucket list and after doing it this time, they couldn't feel the urge or need to do it again.

"Are you sure you want to sit out in Times Square. You know we have to get there early if we want to be anywhere near one of the many stages." Blaine was not looking forward to standing for several hours and not eating and freezing. The list went on.

"Blaine, we have to experience this." Kurt said as he unpacked his suitcase. They had flown in three days before New Year's Eve to stay in Jack and Ellen's condo. This was their intended living space when they went to college next year. "Completely off topic, but I can't wait for this to be the place we call home. I love our condo in Ohio, and I'm so thankful that you bought it, but this is new and exciting." He looked around their Blaine's Grandparents Park Avenue home. "This is actually pretty incredible. I never thought I would get to set foot in a place like this, let alone live in one."

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt. "I know. I can't wait too. He looked around the familiar walls. I came here a little bit when I was younger. It's still familiar to me." Blaine sighed and pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips. "Let me make some calls to see what the best way is for this Times Square thing. I can admit, I think I only came here once for New Year's Eve and I was probably five years old so we weren't going to be hitting Time's Square."

Blaine went to turn away, but Kurt grabbed him and pulled him back. "You know what? I don't care what we do. I just want to spend New Year's Eve with you. Whether it's Times Square or somewhere else, I know it'll be perfect because I'll be with you. No better way to spend the New Year."

"I want you to have fun and if that's what you want to do, I'll see what I can work out. We don't have a lot of time since New Year's Eve is just three days away. I know you don't want to freeze and get peed on."

"Ewww. What?" Kurt cringed at the thought.

"Well, we have to get there early to get a spot and if you leave you lose your spot, you might not be able to get back to it. There are no bathrooms that we can get to and there's no food unless we can find a place right there."

Kurt's face mirrored disappointment. He hadn't really thought about all that stuff. "So people pee in the street?"

"Yeah, it happens. Some people can't hold it for six hours and end up just... Just let me worry about it. You decide where we go to dinner tonight or tomorrow. Okay?" Blaine knew he had to figure something nice out. Even if it was just a dinner near the crowds and a spot to be able to see the ball drop, he wanted to get close to Times Square.

"Okay." Blaine turned to walk away and Kurt grabbed his hand squeezing it. "I mean it Blaine. I don't care where we go. I just want to be with you. These are all of our firsts and I just want it to be memorable. Dinner at home is even fine. We have tons of these in our future and they don't all have to be grand plans." Kurt smiled that smile that just said I love you no matter what.

"I know Baby. We'll enjoy ourselves regardless of what we do." Blaine turned to walk out. "I'm going to make us some coffee and be right back to help unpack."

"It'll probably be done by the time you get back with the coffee, but I know that's your plan anyway." Kurt smirked knowingly.

Blaine played the part. "What do you mean? I would never purposely skip out on unpacking."

Kurt shook his head and with a giggle, "I know how much you like cleaning and organizing."

Blaine made his way to the kitchen. This set up was so similar to the Paris Condo, but the terrace was a bit smaller. Blaine loved this place and was thankful that his grandparents would let them live here.

While he waited for the coffee machine to heat up he pulled out his phone. "Hello. This is Blaine Anderson in penthouse B. Yes. Sid, is there any way you can manage to find me tickets for New Year's Eve?" Blaine paused and listened. "I know it's late. I'll pay premium you know." Another pause. "Okay. Yeah. I'll be at this number. Thanks."

New Year's Eve

Blaine and Kurt were on the subway heading toward Times Square and Kurt knew it was probably too late to get a spot in Times Square because it was nearly 7:00. "Blaine, I told you we could stay home and chill with champagne and Dick Clark on TV." Kurt was feeling guilty that Blaine had planned something for them. He knew by the look on Blaine's face and bounce in his step that Blaine planned something big. Kurt felt so lucky, but also guilty.

"I knew how much you wanted to see the ball drop on Times Square and I made arrangements for you to see it."

"But, you're always doing special things for me. I feel like you are always wasting money on me."

Blaine took Kurt's hands. "You will never be a waste of money Kurt. You really need to stop that thought. WE are getting married and I do these things because they make you happy and when you're happy, I'm happy." As always, Blaine was very matter of fact with his explanations.

"Okay. I guess I can be happy." Kurt reluctantly smiled, still worried about how much Blaine spent on tonight. Kurt liked being spoiled by Blaine, but on the other hand, he wanted to be able to shower Blaine with gifts as well. Christmas popped back into his head. Even though Blaine loved Gibby, Kurt knew how much Blaine would have loved the guitar.

"Hey. I want to see a real smile. The one I know you have hidden just for me." Blaine begged with his eyes.

Kurt loved how Blaine just knew him. It made it hard for him to hide things. He truly loved Blaine and would always love him. He gazed at his fiancé dressed beautifully tonight in a well fitted suit matching his own. They looked completely overdressed for the subway, but they weren't alone. There were lots of suits and high heels, but Blaine looked fantastic. He was gorgeous. Blaine loved him. He could see it in Blaine's eyes but he could also see the hurt that he put there behind the golden orbs. His hidden inner turmoil caused Blaine to be worried. Kurt melted into those beautiful hazel eyes and couldn't help but grin widely at how lucky he was to have him. "Better?"

Kurt watched as the sadness completely disappeared. He hadn't really thought a lot about how much he could hurt Blaine and how much of Blaine's happiness was tied to his own happiness. He wasn't comfortable with having the power to hurt someone like he could Blaine. Kurt knew he was trusted and would do everything in his power to make sure he didn't hurt Blaine intentionally. Blaine smiled back, his full lips pulling away to show his pretty white teeth. "Yes. That's the one I was looking for." Blaine looked out the window to see what stop they were at. "We need to transfer at Grand Central."

Kurt hadn't even been on the New York Subway before so he hadn't seen Grand Central Station in person. Pictures were all that he had to go on. Blaine took his hand and ushered him out and toward other entrances so that they could get on another subway train. Blaine didn't seem as hurried as other people there, so Kurt took his lead. "I can't believe I don't get to actually see more of this place."

Blaine laughed. "When we're living here, you'll have more than your fair share. We'll see everything when we live here. Promise." Kurt just nodded his understanding and let Blaine lead him into another subway car. So many people got off at the next stop and Kurt wondered where they would be exiting, but then he saw the next stop was going to be Times Square and 42nd.

"Where are we going Blaine?" Kurt was a little worried and a little excited all at once.

Blaine brought his finger to his lips. "Shhh. Soon enough. It's a secret." Blaine mischievous smile came out this time. He knew Kurt was going to love this.

They exited the subway with hundreds of others at Times Square. Blaine knew it would be busy, but he had no idea how bad it was going to be until they made it to ground level. He had never been here for New Year's Eve and he was sure he had never seen this many people in his life. Kurt gasped in awe and excitement. "Oh my God, Blaine. Look at how many people." Kurt pulled out his phone and took a picture and immediately tweeted it. "This is amazing." Kurt's eyes twinkled in the evening lights on the square. It was busy and full of life. It was loud with all the people there.

Blaine dug into this breast pocket for a piece of paper. "Come on. We need to get going. It's our time." He pulled Kurt along with him. The crowd was all headed the same direction. "We just need to walk two blocks and there should be cops everywhere as far as what I was told."

True enough, Blaine had to have his super special pass to get through crowds of people corralled in area's waiting to see the ball drop. The walkways were surprisingly travelable considering the million people that were all pooled in this area. They finally made it to the building that Blaine had passes for. As they entered the hotel, Kurt was completely speechless. He never expected to be going anywhere on New Year's Eve on this short notice. "You called someone." Kurt said knowingly.

Blaine knew Kurt loved and hated Blaine's family name at times for many different reasons, but if Kurt hated it tonight, he was sure he's be forgiven. "Come on." Blaine looked around for where they were going and when he found it, he took Kurt's hand gently leading him toward the restaurant. It was gorgeous and there was music playing and lots of people all dressed up. "Anderson. Here's my information." Kurt barely paid attention because he was busy eyeballing the room and all the people. They were ushered up a set of stairs that overlooked the main dining area and the next thing Kurt knew he was sitting at a window looking down at thousands of people.

"Blaine. This is.. This is unbelievable."

"Do you like it?"

"I can't believe you. Did you take someone's seats? I would feel so bad." Then Kurt looked up a little bit and noticed something. "Oh my God. We can see the ball. It's like we're overlooking everything. This is.." Kurt was speechless.

"Well, surprisingly, there were tables available in this prime viewing area because these tables are pretty expensive. So, we didn't take anyone's seats."

Kurt smiled in relief. He would scold Blaine for paying the money tomorrow, but today, he was going to enjoy what Blaine planned for him last minute. "Are we here for the night?"

"We are. I have another surprise for you. We got a deal on a room overlooking the square too. It's entirely up to you whether you want to stay here and watch it or go to our room."

Kurt panicked a little. "We didn't bring a change of clothes or my moisturizers and hair products."

Blaine took his hands. "Relax. Do you really think I don't know you."

Kurt smirked. "You packed it and had it delivered, didn't you?" Blaine nodded. "I feel so inadequate sometimes Blaine, but tonight, I'm going to enjoy this because you were thoughtful enough to think I deserve this."

"I know you deserve it."

Dinner was being served and Kurt really was having fun. They watched the crowd out the window, talked like they always do. It was like a normal dinner except that Blaine spent probably thousands on it or maybe his grandfather had gotten a deal. Nevertheless, it was a lot of money and Kurt would not worry about feeling guilty today. "I can't believe all the people."

"I know. The people up this far were probably here before 4:00 this afternoon. You wanted to stand down there."

"I still want to, just so I can say I did it, but I'm glad we're here tonight. I wouldn't have been prepared for all that." Kurt nodded toward the window.

"Dance with me?" Blaine asked.

Kurt shook his head as he noticed a slower song playing. "I'm not sure I'm ready for that yet." He looked around the room to find mostly groups of couples a few families with older kids and older couples. "I'm not sure they're ready for us."

Blaine was disappointed. New York meant being yourself and he wanted for them to have a normal relationship like other heterosexual relationships were. He wouldn't push Kurt on this. "The next fast song?"

Blaine smiled and said, "it's a deal."

Blaine and Kurt danced and sang and had fun. It was almost 11:00 and Kurt had made his decision. "As much fun as this is, if our room has this view, I would kind of like to spend it with just you. It's our first New Year's."

"I was hoping you'd say that!" Kurt smiled at Blaine's excitement over the decision. "Let's go." Blaine took their party hats and noisemakers with them. "We'll definitely need these."

Kurt laughed loudly. "Of course we will. We still need to celebrate even if we'll be alone."

"Not alone, love. Never alone."

Kurt couldn't even contain his love for this perfect man. "I love you so much." He stopped them pulled Blaine into a hug. As they made their way down the stairs a slow song was playing and Kurt gathered up the courage to pull Blaine onto the dance floor. "If they don't like it, we're leaving after this song anyway."

Blaine took Kurt's hands and placed them around his neck and his hands went to rest at Kurt's waist. Smiling, Blaine kissed Kurt on the cheek gently and whispered, "thank you for dancing with me. I was hoping we could do this."

"I'm glad we are."

The room view was breathtaking. It wasn't really high up, but the view of the square and the people was incredible. "Blaine, I'm turning the TV on so that we can listen and watch it live at the same time."

Blaine yelled from the bathroom, "Okay. That'll also be a good way for us to be sure on the time."

The room wasn't overly large, but the view from the floor to ceiling windows was spectacular. They stood right at the window. By this time, ties were gone and they were both in their slightly untucked dress shirts and dress pants. "I'm glad we decided to come back to the room. I like this much better." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and pulled him into a kiss. He deepened the kiss pressing his tongue into Blaine's mouth finding his mate's tongue as they kissed deeply. "Perfect. You're perfect Blaine."

"I'm not perfect, but maybe I was made to be your perfect match."

"If you are, then you are perfect." Kurt smiled at Blaine kissing him on the lips quickly.

"Champagne?"

"Oh God. Yes, but I'm worried of a repeat performance of any of Rachel Berry's parties."

"Then we are definitely drinking champagne because I love you when you're drunk at Rachel's parties. It's just us, so if you want to do a striptease or wiggle your ass, who am I to stop you." Blaine wiggled his eyebrows.

Kurt slapped him on the arm gently. "I'll strip for you later, but you have to return the favor then."

"How about you strip and then you can strip me?" Blaine whispered directly on Kurt's lips.

Kurt giggled and the feel of his breath made Blaine's skin tingle with excitement. "Deal."

"Okay. So, it's almost midnight and I need to open this champagne." Blaine expertly opened the champagne and took the two glasses from the table and poured them both a glass. They listened to the TV while they stood together holding hands looking out the window. "I'm glad you didn't make us stand out there all day today."

"I am too. This is much better than freezing our butts off down there. I'm going to make you do it someday though."

"I know. I want to do it too someday. It will be an adventure." Blaine agreed that it would be something of a bucket list activity to wait in the crowd in the freezing cold so that they can watch the ball drop. Kurt's the only person he would ever do that with.

The crowd was actually getting quite loud. They could hear it from their window. "It's getting close. Blaine this is so exciting." Kurt put a hand on the window and leaned forward to get a closer view. It was almost like he was leaning over the crowd of people.

"Let's toast before the New Year. This toast will be for us. Then, we can toast to the New Year."

"Okay." They stood facing each other and held their drinks up. Kurt went first. "Okay, to the love of my life. You spoil me too much and I love you for it. You're going to make the best husband on the face of the earth and I'm so glad you're mine."

Blaine started, "To my future husband. This is our year. We're going to have the perfect wedding, surrounded by all the people we love, we're going to move to New York where we'll both start earning degrees toward our future careers. This is where we start. Right here in this city. Happy New Year, baby."

"Happy New Year." Kurt was in in tears as they clinked glasses and raised them. Kurt never took his eyes off Blaine as he tasted the sweetness of the champagne swallowing the bubbles.

Blaine almost drank his entire glass. "Kurt, you need to drink the whole thing. We have a whole bottle."

"Are you trying to get me drunk and then take advantage of me?"

"I didn't think I needed to get you drunk."

Kurt laughed and then downed the rest holding the glass out to Blaine for a refill. "You don't. I'm a slut for you." They never drank and Kurt thought he was already starting to feel it.

The TV in the background had started the sixty second countdown. "It's already gotten to you, baby." Blaine refilled both glasses. He had to admit that the champagne was getting to him as well. Blaine giggled. "Here we go."

Kurt giggled as they turned back to the window while the TV played in the background. The ball was dropping slowly. Kurt murmured, "It's beautiful Blaine. Thank you so much for taking me here to see it with my own eyes."

Blaine put his arm around Kurt's waist as they both had their eyes trained the ball. It was like a countdown to their future. "I'm so ready for this year. It's going to be the best year of my life."

Kurt leaned his head on Blaine's shoulder, "mine too."

Finally the countdown could be heard not only on the TV, but they could actually hear the crowd from below. 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!

They faced each other and toasted. "Happy New Year." Both eyes met for the first time in the New Year and then their lips touched for the first time in the New Year.

Kurt was first to speak. "I love you Blaine."

"I love you too, Kurt. This is our year, baby!" They clinked glasses and downed their second glass of the night.

"I love champagne!" Kurt was really starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. "I love champagne and I love you, baby!" He continued to sip the next glass as they watched Times Square slowly clear out.

Blaine was a bit giggly himself. "I love you baby!" He continued to sip and then top off the glasses with more champagne. "We're drinkin' all of this baby."

Okay, so both of them were really feeling the champagne now. "Let's get naked." Kurt was laughing and bouncing on his butt at the foot of the bed as he fell over trying to get his shoes off. "Blaine, the window. Get the drapes or people will see us."

"I'll get'em but we're eight stories up. No one's going to see anything." Blaine tripped over his own feet as he pulled the drapes shut. "Whoa. I think I might be a little tipsy from the bubbles in the champagne."

"Me too." Kurt plopped back on the bed with his shirt unbutton most of the way and his pants unbuttoned. "I think I need more champagne."

"There isn't anymore." Blaine plopped down on the bed next to Kurt turning to look at him. "When did we drink all the champagne?" Blaine's speech was slurred.

"Why are you talking funny?" Kurt yawned.

"You're talking funny too." Blaine yawned. "Now you got me yawning and it's not even one o'clock yet. We need to watch the bands on TV. We need to take advantage of this room."

"You need to take advantage of me because I can't move." Kurt's head was spinning. "I think I'm drunk. 'M gonna take a nap."

"M too." Blaine closed his eyes. The TV and the lights were all on. Blaine curled his arm around Kurt and locked his fingers with Kurt's other hand as he dozed off.

Kurt was awakened in complete darkness and screamed. "Shh. Baby, it's me. I'm just getting you undressed so we can get under the covers and sleep comfortably."

"Shit, you scared me." His head still darted around trying to get his eyes accustomed to the darkness. "What time is it?"

"It's four in the morning. We fell asleep." Blaine laughed.

"We're such lightweights. I can't believe we fell asleep." Kurt let Blaine pull his undershirt over his head and then reached down to push his pants over his hips. Kurt sat down and Blaine peeled his socks off and pulled the covers back.

"Let's get under the covers." Blaine pulled him in and wrapped his arms around Kurt, spooning him from behind. Kurt melted into Blaine embrace and sighed. Blaine nuzzled into his neck kissing him softly.

Kurt whispered into the darkness. "This is going to be an amazing year Blaine."

"I know. I get to marry you." He kissed Kurt's neck once again.

Kurt turned to face Blaine resting their foreheads together he rubbed his nose with Blaine's. "You know you deserve so much more than what I can give you."

"I deserve to have what I want and what I want is you. I feel like the luckiest, richest person on the face of the earth because I got you." Blaine pulled Kurt even closer into his body.

"I want to make you proud of me. I want so much in life Blaine and I want it all with you."

"Don't worry, we'll never have a want in life." Blaine kissed Kurt on the lips pausing with his lips just barely grazing Kurt's. Their breath lingered together for a moment.

"What if I don't get into any of the schools here? What if I'm not good enough? What will happen to me? What will happen to us?" Kurt said softly sending worry into the dark air surrounding them. "Don't tell me it can't happen."

Blaine took a deep breath. "You're right Kurt. It could happen, but there's no way that they can't see your talent. I feel so confident about your skills Kurt. I know you'll get into one of the schools. In fact, all of them should want what you have to offer. You're unique. You're Kurt Hummel."

Kurt let out a half-hearted giggle. "I know I'm unique, but maybe I'm too unique."

"No such thing." Blaine was sounding a little tired again. "Am I going to have to kiss you until you shut up."

Kurt sighed. "If you insist."

Blaine's lips were on Kurt's in an instant as he kissed Kurt gingerly. It was the wee hours of the morning as they continued to whisper sweet nothings to each other. "Your lips are sweet. I love kissing them." Blaine sealed his lips to Kurt again massaging his lower lip with his tongue.

"You lips should have a shrine in their honor." Kurt whispered as Blaine kissed him again smiling into Kurt's lips.

The longer they kissed the deeper the kissing got. Need started to slip into the sweetness in the air and Blaine's hold on Kurt grew tighter as he pulled Kurt closer and closer. "You know we can't make out for this long without my body reacting to yours, alcohol or no alcohol."

Kurt moved his hands from Blaine's back to his waistband lifting and dipping his hands into his boxers. "You've got such a great ass Blaine."

Blaine just laughed. "You should really see yours."

Kurt pulled Blaine's hips to his. "It would be a shame if we didn't take advantage of this overpriced hotel room."

Kurt couldn't see it, but could hear it in Blaine's voice. "It would be wouldn't it?"

"Can I top? I think it would be nice to ring the New Year in on top of my gorgeous boyfriend."

"Of course you can. It's been a while, so you need to be gentle with me babe." Blaine reminded Kurt because it had been a long time since he bottomed. Kurt really, really liked to bottom, but in this instance, Blaine knew he needed this boost to make him feel worthy. Kurt was worrying about being good enough for him. Blaine liked to top, but bottoming for Kurt was always wonderful too. They just happened to be in a routine lately.

"I promise to be gentle. I would never hurt you." Kurt pulled Blaine's boxers off and stroked his cock while running his fingers around the swells of Blaine's ass dipping his middle finger down his crack teasing his hole gently. Blaine gasped at the sensation. It had been a long time and it was exciting. "Shhh. We need the lube."

Blaine reached over to the lamp and turned it on. Luckily the overnight bag was right next to the lamp. He reached in fumbling around for it. When he finally found it, he put it into Kurt's hand. "Stretch me."

Kurt took the lube and poured some on his fingers. Kurt continued to grind against Blaine, whose hands were now on his ass squeezing and releasing and pulling their erections together time after time. The rock of his hips made it a little difficult for Kurt, but as he memorized the rhythm, he was able to slip a finger in as Blaine pulled back before thrusting forward again. Now that Kurt was in, he pushed and pulled Blaine's ass with his fingers there, loosening and stretching. They continued to rock and Kurt slipped another finger in. This time, Blaine stilled breathing heavily trying to get used to the stretch. Kurt wiggled his fingers around trying to find the spot that would take Blaine's mind off the wide stretch. "Fuck. You're so tight. Are you going to be okay?"

"You're being silly. I'll be fine. I'm looking forward to you filling me up." Blaine really was looking forward to it. He remembered vaguely how good it felt when Kurt's cock was up his ass and hitting his prostate. He knew he would come hard when all was said and done.

Kurt took his time, but time would start running short because the friction from their hips meeting again and again and the feel of Blaine's hard cock against him was glorious. "A-are you ready baby?"

Blaine's mouth was partially open and his eyes closed enjoying the feeling of Kurt's fingers moving in and out of him. "Yeah, I'm ready for you to fuck me."

Kurt laughed while pushing Blaine onto his back. He stood on the bed finally removing his own boxers and then he kneeled on the bed situating Blaine's legs on either side of him. "Ready?" Kurt asked while he lubed up his own cock.

Blaine breathlessly answered, "yes."

Kurt lined his cock up to Blaine and pressed very slowly in. Blaine let out a quiet moan as his eyes shut tightly taking in the stretch that he hadn't felt in a long time. "Oh fuck, you're so tight sweetie." Kurt rubbed Blaine's chest over and over helping him relax. When he felt Blaine had relaxed enough, he pulled out just a little bit making small slow movements to ease Blaine into the rhythm. "You feel so good Blaine." Kurt was propped on his knees enjoying the bit of friction as he moved a little in position. Blaine moaned at the change and his eyes shot open.

"Right there Kurt. That's the spot. Keep going." That was encouraging to Kurt so he continued to thrust hoping he was hitting the right spot that Blaine wanted. He could tell that Blaine was enjoying it now. "That's it baby. There. There. There." He chanted as he took hold of his own cock and stroked furiously. Kurt was almost out of energy as he felt Blaine coming. He clenched down tight around Kurt and Kurt couldn't go any longer. He came with a moan that sounded like Blaine's name.

In the minutes after, Kurt collapsed onto Blaine lying on top of him. "I love you Blaine. Was that okay?"

"Perfect. Except, now you're lying in my come."

"That's okay because I'll be leaking out of you soon." Blaine took Kurt's head in his hands and kissed him hard. Kurt laughed when they parted. 'Thank you."

"For what?"

"For letting me take control."

"Anytime you want baby. I love you and you're amazing. You made me feel amazing." Blaine yawned.

"Hey. Go to sleep. It's late."

"Is it late or early?"

"Both. " Kurt moved and realized he was stuck to Blaine and really needed to wipe off. "Um. I'll be right back." Kurt returned with a warm damp cloth. Blaine was spread eagle snoring just a little bit. He barely stirred as Kurt cleaned off his chest and attempted to wipe his ass a little. Dropping the cloth and glancing at the clock he settled down curling into Blaine's side and whispered, "Happy New Year."