"I can't believe this. This is yours?" Kurt finally pulled away from Blaine to really look at the condo. It was a nice size living room and you could see the kitchen from there. The ceiling was high and it led to a room you could see over the railing. "This place is really big Blaine." Then all of sudden a wash of understanding came over his face. "You..you're living in McKinley's school district. So…." Kurt just wrapped his arms around Blaine. Tears found their way to Kurt's eyes. The affirmation that Blaine really wanted to be with Kurt was finalized with this HUGE gesture of love.

"Yes Baby. I'm transferring to McKinley, but not for two more weeks."

"Why two weeks?"

"Weeeellll.. I had this really good surprise for my boyfriend." Blaine pulled Kurt into his body holding them flush. "If I was able to pull off the plan I had, we were going to New York in two weeks and I was going to surprise you when we came home." Blaine smiled so innocently. "I guess I'm really bad at lying. I'm sorry I put you through that. I was so busy trying to get this place ready and figure out what to bring to Dalton for the two weeks I would be going there. Then the closing came up unexpectedly today, so I had to lie." That was Blaine's apology. Kurt looked directly into Blaine's honey eyes and just kissed him. He was forgiven.

Kurt's forehead was wrinkling in thought. Blaine recognized this look having seen it on Kurt on many an occasion. "What are you thinking so hard about?"

"What does that sign mean? I mean I know you asked me to stay with you, but… I guess I don't really understand what all this means." Kurt pointed to the sign on the wall that said Welcome Home Kurt.

Blaine glanced at it and pulled Kurt up from their knees. He took Kurt's hands in his. "It means exactly that. Welcome home. This is OUR Home. Why do you think I asked you to stay with me?"

"I guess I didn't make the connection that stay meant live with you." Kurt couldn't grasp the idea that he would be living with Blaine here. He would be able to wake up every morning to see the eyes he loved so much. Shock replaced the awe on his face. "OURS? But, my dad…."

Blaine interrupted. "He bought us this couch and chair, my mom and dad bought us the TV and some kitchen stuff. Do you recognize the coffee tables?"

Kurt took a true second to really look at them. "Oh." Recognition washed over Kurt's face. "Those were in storage. They were the old ones we used to have." Blaine took a second to watch Kurt. His eyes were bright with wonder. He was like a kid opening his Christmas presents. You know that excitement that kids get when they realize that Santa visited and they got everything they ever wanted.

"Come with me, Baby." Blaine led him upstairs and stopped in front of a door. "Now, because we weren't supposed to be moving in yet, my bed isn't here, but I was hoping you would be interested in spending tonight in our new home with me."

Kurt put on his coy flirty face. "Well that's pretty forward of you Mr. Anderson. You must think I'm easy."

"Well. I was hoping…." Blaine winked and opened the door and there were candles everywhere. Music was playing in the background and there was a picnic basket with a bottle of champagne in a chiller and two champagne glasses.

Flirty Kurt went away and hungry Kurt replaced it. "I'm definitely going to be easy tonight." Blaine belly laughed loudly.

"I was hoping you would say that." Blaine couldn't speak any further because Kurt already grabbed him clenching his fists into Blaine's shirt and was kissing him. It was desperate. Teeth were hitting and tongues entwining.

"Blaine… I want you. I want you now." Kurt even sounded desperate.

"Baby. First things first. Come with me." Kurt whined because he knew that Blaine must have had plans and his needs would have to wait until it was the right time. Blaine led Kurt to the piles of blankets spread out on the floor. There were some pillows and cushions scattered around too. "First, we need to toast to our new home." Blaine popped the cork on the champagne and poured them each a glass. Blaine kissed Kurt gently and sweetly before holding up his glass. "To the beginning of a long life together." They tapped their glasses together with a beautiful clinking sound. "Kurt, we need to down this one." Kurt nodded and Blaine took him by the hand standing up. "Second, I need to show you around the bedroom."

Blaine led Kurt to the bathroom first. He immediately noticed the separate sinks, next to each other, one with ample space and the other with a makeup area that was clearly chosen for Kurt. "Don't say anything yet. I have another surprise for you. Blaine was almost running toward another door in the room. "Close your eyes." Kurt wasn't about to disobey at this point. He had champagne pumping through him now and the excitement of Blaine coming to McKinley and living together. Kurt was horny as can be and just wanted to get this over with. He didn't want to ruin Blaine's surprise any more than he already did. Blaine pushed the door open and led Kurt inside. "Okay, open your eyes."

Kurt smiled so broadly his cheeks were hurting. Blaine had looked for a place that he knew Kurt would love. "This closet.. It.. It's incredible."

"I knew you would love it."

Leading Kurt back into the room he urged Kurt back down to the blanket and opened up the picnic basket and pulled out a plate of desserts with chocolate covered strawberries, cheesecake squares and brownie bites. "Blaine." Kurt had tears in his eyes. Blaine had done this for him and he had left his ring like it meant nothing to him. Kurt knew he had the best man on earth. "I'm so sorry I put you through all this. I didn't.. I just didn't think that you wanted to be with me during the school year. Like you needed some distance or maybe didn't want to leave the Warblers, which I understand." Kurt cried and tears dripped from his face. He tried to wipe them with the back of his hand. "Why do you even put up with me when there are probably so many choices in your future? Sometimes I still think this is too good to be true."

Blaine reached up with a napkin from the picnic basket and wiped Kurt's face. "Don't cry, Kurt. Everything's fine. Everything's perfect. About the future? You can't help who you fall in love with. You can't change who your soul mate is. I don't put up with anything. I know that you're it for me and we test each other and we torture each other, but it always comes back to us, Kurt. This is the type of thing that we grow from and learn from. It'll shape us and make us stronger." Blaine caressed Kurt's lip with his thumb just feeling the soft pink skin under his rough thumb was lovely. "We're going to make it. You know how I know that?"

Kurt looked at Blaine with a shyness in his eyes. "How do you know?"

"I know because I will never want to let you go. I know that you in my arms is the right thing. It always feels right and no one could ever replace you."

"You know how we like to cuddle in bed when it's raining?" Kurt nodded. "It will be awesome. And on a night like tonight, we should be able to see the moon when it's positioned just right, but just looking at the stars will do."

"I don't even care. As long as we're together." The floor wasn't the softest place, but neither boy cared one bit. They were both grabbing pillows and pushing them around to create a comfortable cocoon for them. "Where did all these pillows and cushions come from?"

"I bought them today. I knew we would need something plush to sit on or lean on. My bed and dresser are being moved by movers on Wednesday while we are at school and your armoire and desk are being moved in 2 weeks."

The candlelight was still perfect. "Kurt took a big pillow and hugged it to him and a second he shoved under his head so that he could lay on his side and just stare at his love." The champagne was still in his system, but Kurt's desperation from before turned into to quiet romance. "You're gorgeous Blaine. I don't think I'll ever get tired of looking at you."

"I know I'll never get tired of your face. It's the first thing I want to see when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I want to see when I go to bed." Blaine just stared back. "That's why I did this."

"How did you get my dad to agree? Or, how did you get your parents to agree?" Kurt reached out and touched Blaine's curls and caressed the side of his face. The stubble was nice and rough at this time of day. "How did I not figure this out? I feel so stupid."

"No. No… Baby. You're not stupid. I just did a good job at hiding this. I guess I can lie about some things. Obviously not all things, but sometimes."

"You Blaine. You're perfect and I love you and I can't wait to marry you."

"WE… We are perfect. Let's get that right. And living here together will definitely make the wedding planning easier. I can't wait to see you on our wedding day." Blaine just wanted to touch Kurt now and he did. He reached out and caressed Kurt's arm and nudged him closer. They both inched closer to each other hands moving so slowly and gently over each other. They just took this time to breathe in the scent of each other and memorize every curve. Blaine moved his hands around Kurt's butt and just caressed his butt and thigh, pulling his leg up over his thigh holding it there as he kissed Kurt gently and lovingly licking at Kurt's lips and nipping lightly with his teeth. Kurt moaned and his breath hitched at the gentle sensations.

Kurt had his hand under Blaine's tee shirt running his hand around Blaine's chest savoring the feel of his chest hair and grazing his fingers over Blaine's nipples, gently circling them with his thumbs. Blaine's breathing sped up slightly, while his hand ran over the swell of Kurt's ass dipping his hands to put some pressure on his balls. Kurt whimpered. "The pants. They need to go Blaine. Please." Kurt finally had enough and wanted to feel Blaine's body and hands on his skin. It was like he was on fire and Blaine's hands were the source of the flame. Blaine lifted Kurt's leg and placed it back down and with one hand unbuttoned and unzipped Kurt's pants. They barely parted as their breaths mingled together feeling the momentous rush of freedom to do what they want in their own home.

Blaine pushed gently on the waistband of Kurt's pants while continuing to kiss him. Kurt laid on his back to ease the process of undressing, kicking his own pants off the rest of the way. Blaine hovered over Kurt keeping him on his back while he undid his own pants and Kurt's hands found their way to Blaine's waistband helping to rid him of his pants. "Shirts Kurt. We need to take shirts off." Blaine's voice was deep and raspy. He got up on his knees to unbutton his shirt and Kurt followed suit working on his vest first. They were there in the darkness by candlelight with the soft music in the background in their home. Blaine was right. They were perfect. They were kneeling just looking at each other finally bared of their clothes and Blaine got up on his knees wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist to bring him closer. They met in the middle both up on their knees kissing, touching each other. It was all so beautiful.

Their cocks met in the middle both equally hard, but there was no need to rush this. They could take all the time they wanted, they could make any noise they wanted to, they could scream out when they felt the need, because no one would stop them. Blaine pushed his hips into Kurt's grunting as he felt Kurt's cock right up against his. He reached down between them looking down and holding both of them in his hand, gently stroking them both. "Uuunngh. That feels so good Blaine." Kurt's eyes closed at the sensation and he held tightly onto Blaine's shoulders. After a few strokes, Blaine pushed Kurt back down to his back. Blaine continued to stroke Kurt while licking at his nipples bringing them to attention before nipping gently at them causing Kurt to groan at the sensation.

Blaine kissed down Kurt's pale and firm stomach to his hip continuing his ministrations on Kurt's cock as he sucked on Kurt's hip bone marking him. It had been a while since Blaine had marked Kurt. He sucked just right, licking over the spot and admiring his work. Kurt was panting at the sensation. Kurt looked so hot. His eyes were just barely closed and his body was begging for more. "Kurt. You're beautiful." Blaine admired Kurt's cock in his hand while gripping firmly just the way he knew would drive Kurt crazy. Blaine wanted to bring him to the edge before continuing on as he made his way back to his mouth. That warm delicious mouth that always drove Blaine crazy.

Kurt wanted Blaine. "Blaine. I love you. I want you. I need you." The words came out with each breath he took. "You… You're… You know how to touch me."

"Only me Kurt. Only I know how to make you feel like this, Baby."

"Only you. I only want you." Kurt was looking into Blaine's lust blown eyes and he went to take hold of Blaine's cock but was stopped by Blaine's hand that entwined their fingers together. Blaine turned Kurt on his side facing away from him with his back against Blaine's chest. They lay together flush against each other enjoying the skin contact. There was no other way to get any closer than this. "Blaine. God, your body. I love to feel your body up against mine. You just feel so good." Blaine kissed Kurt's neck and his shoulder licking from there to his ear and dipping his tongue in ever so slightly. Kurt giggled at the touch. Blaine was grinding into Kurt's ass from behind with his cock brushing ever so close to Kurt's hole. It was enough to drive Kurt crazy. Blaine grabbed the lube from the floor and coated his fingers knowing expertly how to prepare Kurt.

Blaine was always gentle. He never wanted Kurt to think about how Paul took him. How Paul thought it was okay to take him as he pleased and hurt him. Blaine would always do this gently and lovingly for Kurt because he loved him. It wasn't long before Kurt was writing and gripping Blaine's left hand that had been wrapped around him clutching his chest. "Please?"

Blaine responded. "I love you. Forever Kurt." Kurt felt the tip of Blaine's cock at his entrance and with one slow movement Blaine pushed inside Kurt holding him tightly with one arm and caressing Kurt's delicate hip bone with his hand.

"MMmmmnnngh. I love you too Blaine." Their bodies moved in concert meeting each other thrust for thrust. The room was beautiful, the candlelight casting their silhouette as one. Kurt reached a palm into Blaine's hair and held tight turning his head to meet Blaine's lips.

Their bodies moved in a rhythm as if they were born to fit each other just like this. Kurt gasped into Blaine's mouth at the feel of him taking firm hold of his cock. Kurt felt totally controlled and totally loved by Blaine. He was spooned into Blaine with his cock deeply penetrating him and his hand stroking him and his other arm wrapped around him. Clearly, he belonged to Blaine and Kurt was happy about that. Kurt was so turned on by being completely taken care of by Blaine. His scent was all around him, his skin touching every place it could touch, he filled him so fully and stroked him so rightly until he felt the curling in his stomach. Blaine must have been there too. "Come for me Kurt. Come with me." In that instant, Kurt moaned into the night meeting Blaine's moans as he clenched firmly around Blaine coming fantastically long and hard as he felt Blaine come deep within him.

They were breathing heavy and Blaine had a firm hold of Kurt's body. All Kurt could manage at this time was to grip tightly at those hands that knew him as well as he knew himself. They didn't need to move now. They were high on sex and sweat and the air was filled with it. This was their bedroom and Kurt guessed that they would often be able to do just this. They would be able to enjoy each other's bodies after making love and come down from the high in their own time with no rush and no fear of anyone coming in or interrupting. This was a taste of what life would be like.

"Yeah. Didn't I just do that a few hours ago?"

"Is that what all the secrecy was?"

"Yeah. Did you see everything? I have been coming here and putting up curtains and getting the pictures up on the walls and moving small things so that it would be homey when I brought you here." Blaine touched Kurt's stray hair that needed to be swept up. "I wanted you to feel like this was our place as soon as you walked in. I'm sorry I'm not good at sneaking around."

"I'm sorry I ruined it. And Ethan is really a new kid?"

"Yes. I don't know much about him except that he from the Cleveland area and he's a freshman."

"… and he's gay right?"

"Yes." Blaine hesitated to confirm it.

"I knew my gaydar was right. He is really attractive you know."

"I have no idea. You know I don't notice anyone but you. I don't need to look around, because I've got the best out there." Blaine wanted to breach the subject of the letter. "And Kurt. You know you are the best. You're perfect and that's how I always see you. Perfect..not damaged."

Kurt eyes blurred with tears and he let a tear fall at the thought of Paul and the letter and actually putting down in writing what he thought every now and then when he let his mind stray. He knew deep down that Blaine never thought he was damaged but it still stuck in his head and he still thought of it. Kurt changed the subject back to Ethan. "Well, how did you meet Ethan?"

"He was wandering around the dorms looking for his room. I think he was lost. While I was at his room he asked how he could get to the mall and I told him I would drive him because I needed to go there for something." Blaine all of a sudden displayed a huge grin.

Kurt smiled. "What is that huge smile for?"

"Well, I got something for you, or rather for us. And I know you are going to love it."

"What is it?" Blaine shrugged his shoulders not wanting to tell him. "Come on. You can't keep a secret from me."

"Okay. Stay right here." Blaine got up and ran to the living room. He returned with a bag in his hands and a smiled on his face. "Here."

Kurt took the package eyeing Blaine suspiciously. He opened up the top of the bag to peer in. Kurt was a little leery about he would find in there. This was Blaine and Blaine was goofy and sweet and endearingly childlike sometimes. Kurt started laughing. "Really? I'm so proud of you Baby!"

Blaine was a little hurt by the laughter but as long as Kurt liked what he bought, he could care less. "Are you being sarcastic? I can't tell in the candlelight if you're being sarcastic or honest. They were 700 thread count and I remember you saying that the higher the better. I asked at the store and they said Egyptian cotton is supposed to be the best." Blaine still worried. "Did I do good?"

"These are perfect." Kurt kissed him on his head.

"I got ivory colored thinking that it would match anything you wanted. I figured you would be painting and re-decorating the whole place very soon anyway."

"We are definitely not living in a home with ivory colored walls." Kurt was looking all around. "Do they even realize how drab it makes everyone's skin look? Well, except yours." Kurt touched the side of Blaine's face. "You have such good coloring even without tanning."

"Kurt. I'm pretty sure people don't paint their walls to look good with their skin color."

"Bite your tongue, Blaine Anderson." Kurt stood up grabbing his boxer briefs.

"Nope. Wait!" Blaine ran to the bathroom drawer and pulled out two pairs of pajama pants. "I came prepared. One for you and one for me." He handed Kurt the pants.

Kurt unfolded his pair and looked up at Blaine crooking his eyebrows. Blaine met his eyes laughing. "Blaine, unless I am a silly hobbit, these must be yours and those are mine."

"Very nice. My future husband is even making fun of my height. Where can a guy get some respect?"

Kurt grabbed Blaine pulling him in and hugging him tightly. "You're the perfect height for me. Now please show me the rest of our place." Blaine led him out of the bedroom all the while blowing out candles and flipping on a few of the lights.

"I'm surprised we didn't burn the place down with all the candles you put out here." Kurt saw them everywhere and most of the tea lights had already burned out since they had been burning for hours.

"I was completely safe. Every single one is on a plate or in a candle holder. Please.." Blaine gave Kurt a look.

Kurt realized that he hadn't paid as much attention as he thought before. "What on earth are we going to do with all of this space?"

Blaine was too busy showing Kurt everything to answer. "Here is the hallway bathroom for our guests, and the second bedroom. The loft could be our music room."

"I don't need a whole room for my voice!" Kurt laughed knowing that Blaine had a set of keyboards and guitars.

"For me. Plus, we can maybe get a couch up here and when we're playing around with music we have something comfy to sit on." Blaine was like a kid in a candy shop. He thought of rooms put together. Kurt thought of color scheme and d�cor. Kurt smiled as he realized they complemented each other so well. "Let's go downstairs."

The kitchen was decent size and opened to a dining area. "We are going to cook lots of good meals in here." Blaine glossed over it. "And build cozy fires here. Our Christmas tree goes here." That was it. Kurt laughed out loud finally. "What's so funny?"

"You are perfect Blaine. You have every room set up with pictures in your head." Kurt was so happy and it showed. "I, on the other hand am busy plotting color schemes for each room. Our place is going to look fantastic."

"Anything looks better with you in it." Kurt blushed as they moved to sit on the couch. "Do you want to watch a movie on our brand new TV?"

Kurt was tired, but knew Blaine was too excited to sleep just yet. "You pick. I'll watch anything you want."

"Okay. The Little Mermaid it is. Tomorrow we need to talk about our condo plans and get ready for the first day of school."

Kurt groaned and added. "In different places."