Chapter 76 - Three Months

Thursday glee practice was finally over. Blaine and Kurt were gathering up their bags when Kurt leaned over and kissed Blaine on the temple. "I have a surprise baby."

Blaine smiled innocently. Kurt always had cute surprises for him. "At home?"

"Kind of." Kurt smiled slyly. "Give me your keys. I'm driving."

"Okay." Blaine always trusted Kurt, no matter what.

Kurt drove to Downtown Lima and pulled into a small Bed and Breakfast that had been there for long time. Blaine just went with it. He'd never been there before because they lived here. There would never be a need to get a room at a Bed and Breakfast. Kurt turned off the car and started to get out. "Are you coming?"

"Um Yeah. But, why are we here?" Blaine looked so confused as Kurt popped the trunk and grabbed an overnight bag.

"I got us a room here for the night. Actually, we're the only ones here tonight." Kurt paused to see if he could figure out what Blaine was thinking. "My dad fixes the owners cars and I asked him to see if we could get a room. He told them some things and they said we could have the whole place. They aren't going to be here tonight. It'll just be us."

"They must be good friends."

"They are." Kurt winked and walked to the door. When they got there, Kurt put the bag down and fished into his pocket for a key. When he finally found it, he handed it to Blaine. "Can you open it?"

"Oh.. Yeah. Sure." Blaine fumbled with the key, but finally got it open. When the door opened, there were a few lights on inside, but no one was there. "Are you sure we are okay here tonight?"

"Yeah. It'll be good." Kurt still answered, but didn't give Blaine a clue as to why they were here. He wandered to the entry table where there was a note. He smiled at whatever it said and turned to Blaine. "Let's go to our room."

When they got to the room, there was a picnic set up in front of an already lit fireplace. Thank God it was gas as Kurt sighed with relief. He didn't want to have to put more logs on the fire. "Wow, Kurt this is beautiful." Blaine walked all the way in while Kurt set the bag down by the door. Blaine noticed, cheese, salads, and small sandwiches along with a bottle of wine. He thought to himself, something must be wrong as he turned to look at Kurt. "Is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Blaine looked so guilty.

Kurt sighed, "No Blaine. You didn't." Kurt crossed the room to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I wanted to talk tonight, and maybe kiss and maybe touch and possibly make love. BUT first, there's talking."

"Okay." He kissed Kurt and then took his coat off while Kurt did the same. "I still feel like I didn't something wrong."

"No Baby. You didn't." Kurt cupped Blaine's cheek with his hand. "I want to sit and have a nice dinner and just talk. Come on." He took Blaine's hand as he led them toward the bed. "Let me get our bag and we're going to change into more comfortable clothes, okay?" Blaine just nodded as Kurt retrieved the bag and handed him clothes. They changed quickly and Kurt took Blaine's hand again leading him to the picnic. "Let's eat and talk, okay?"

"I'm still feeling like I'm in trouble." Blaine looked upset.

"No, I promise. I just want to talk about why we went to Dr. Stewart. I wish you could have just talked to me, baby." Kurt shrugged in defeat. "I feel like you couldn't tell me. Well, you didn't tell me without the doctor being there. I just want to know why you couldn't tell me. I;m not a baby you know."

"I know you're not." Blaine paused to think about it. "I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't want to hurt your feelings." He hung his head.

"Blaine, we're going to be a married couple soon. Husband and husband. We are going to be equals in this relationship. We need to be equals. I need you to treat me like I'm your equal." Kurt gently rubbed Blaine's knee. "I need to know that you trust me and that you see me as an equal."

"I like to take care of you. I don't do it because you aren't my equal, I do it because I like to. I take pleasure in knowing that you're happy." Blaine took Kurt's hand. "I know you're my equal. I just never want you to worry."

"Worrying is part of being your equal Blaine. I need to know when something bothers you. I'm not breakable. We need to work together on this.. and other things." Kurt bowed his head not wanting to get into this part.

"What other things Kurt?" Blaine rubbed Kurt's arm gently.

Kur reluctantly met Blaine's eyes. "Like the wedding planning. I love doing it and I can't wait to see if all come together, but I want your opinion too. I like to know that we are planning OUR wedding. It's not one sided."

Blaine looked up at Kurt with watery eyes. "Oh. I just let you do it because you seemed to show so much happiness in doing everything."

"I do enjoy it Blaine, but I'd like to think that since we're getting married, we can do things together. I want your opinion, I want to know that you like what I'm doing." Kurt pressed. "We are going to be a couple for a long time and we really need to learn to talk to each other. I need to make sure you know what I want and you need to tell me what you want or don't want in this case."

"You're right. I know you're right Blaine. I should have told you that stuff like bondage and S and M made me a little uncomfortable. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. This is part of learning about us. This is the best part of being a couple. I know you're going to be around and I can depend on your acceptance. You need to depend on me too."

"Okay. It's a deal. I promise that I won't always keep in things if I think you won't be happy with them and you promise to tell me when you want help with something or you want my input." Blaine looked resolved and happy about this discussion.

"I agree." Kurt smiled at the resolution.

Blaine took his face into his hands. "We're going to make it, me and you. I'm sure of it."

"I know we will too. I love you too much to let things go."

"I'm not exactly hungry for food right at this moment." Blaine pushed Kurt onto his back. "This is what I want to do right now." Blaine pulled Kurt's lounge pants down far enough to release Kurt's cock. He didn't waste a second before licking the entire length and then taking him into his mouth sucking hard.

"Blaine! Oh God. That feels good." Kurt's hands found Blaine's curls as he tugged gently on them. Blaine moaned at the pull and Kurt's hips jerked at the vibration of Blaine's humming.

Blaine didn't respond with words, he sped up covering Kurt's cock with spit so that he could glide his lips faster down his cock. He head bobbed up and down with Kurt trying hard not to thrust up into Blaine's mouth. Blaine paused, fisting Kurt's cock and jerking his hand up and down a few times. "Feel good?"

"Fuck. Of course it does. Keep going." Kurt managed to blurt out.

Blaine laughed before quickly taking his cock back into his mouth. Kurt whined as he gripped the blanket underneath him. Blaine hummed again sending electric pulses through Kurt's cock and he moaned at the sensation. Kurt began panting and grunting. Blaine knew he was close. This was a telltale sign. Blaine held his hips tight to the ground and sucked on the head of Kurt's cock before swallowing down yet again. He was relentless moving quickly up and down Kurt's cock pushing Kurt to the very edge. It was when he heard Kurt whine that he knew he had finally pushed Kurt far enough as his mouth was filled with the familiar bitter taste that was Kurt. Blaine's throat tightened around the head of Kurt's cock as he swallowed what Kurt offered him.

"Fuck!" Kurt moaned out. "That felt so good, Blaine. God. You really didn't have to do that."

"I did it because I wanted to." Blaine met him with a kiss immediately pressing his tongue into Kurt's mouth.

Kurt could taste himself on Blaine's tongue. It was enough to get him hard again if he weren't so exhausted. "Can I do anything to help you out?" Kurt reached down jerking Blaine's cock.

"You don't have to."

"I know I don't have to, but do you want me to?" Blaine thought for a split second. This is a test that I'll tell him what I want.

"Well, do you?"

"Of course I do."

"Good because I like watching you come and I'm just too tired to suck you off right now."

"Your hands are plenty soft baby." Blaine smiled kissing him gently on the lips before the feel of Kurt's hand took over and had him panting. It was not but a few minutes when Kurt got what he wanted. He got to watch Blaine's hands clench and his toes curl, but most of all he got to see Blaine's eyes full of bliss as he came hard and all over his own stomach. It was the moment that was pure beauty, when everything but the orgasm took over his lover. Kurt smiled because he had made Blaine look like that. He could do it whenever he wanted and forever.

"I'm so tired Blaine." Kurt whined as he laid on Blaine's lap, the murmur of the jet engines swallowing up all the sound.

"I know. It'll all be over soon. Regionals are next week." Blaine patted his head as it rested in his lap.

"If we win, it'll be Nationals next. I'm exhausted already, Blaine. Our wedding is coming up in three months and we have no time for anything." Kurt looked like he might be on the verge of crying.

Blaine pulled him up to him. Kurt straddled him and wrapped his arms around his neck sighing into the crook of his neck. Blaine ran his hands through the side of Kurt's hair humming softly before speaking. "We're getting married and we'll have time for everything. We'll have a lifetime for everything." Kurt smiled as Blaine picked him up. He stood there with Kurt clinging to him. His legs wrapped around his lover as they kissed passionately for a few seconds.

"I love you Blaine." Blaine placed him gently on the couch to lie down and then tucked himself between the back of the couch and Kurt. Kurt mumbled with his eyes closed. "Sleepy."

"Just relax and sleep until we get there. I'll get you up." Kurt sighed and fell asleep with a smile.

Blaine rarely ever got a moment like this where he could just sit and appreciate Kurt's simple beauty. Kurt was anything but simple when he was awake. He was so out and proud and unique that most people never really saw the "simple" Kurt. In times like these, he was just Kurt. Pure and simple. His hair was shiny and soft and perfect. Kurt would never leave home with his hair imperfect. His chest rose and fell with each breath and Blaine could appreciate the sweetness in the way he was so innocent when he slept. The made up Kurt that was presented to the world was really this simple, beautiful man sleeping next to him.

Blaine's lips turned up slightly at the corners remembering the first time he really saw Kurt. Kurt was innocent and pure then too. He had just lost Pavarotti and barged into Warblers practice late with tears in his eyes. What really hooked Blaine was the simple sadness and love that Kurt sang with. It was enough to hook him. Kurt was like a drug that Blaine couldn't live without from that point on. Blaine needed Kurt like he needed air to breath and that was okay with him. It was just one of those things, Blaine decided.

After some time, Blaine fell asleep with his face buried in Kurt's hair. It was peaceful and perfect.

"Kurt! We missed you sweetheart!" Ellen said very loudly as soon as his feet hit solid ground.

Kurt could barely contain his smile as Ellen and Catherine approached him. The driver was already gathering up the luggage as Kurt was suddenly wrapped in Ellen's arms. Catherine hugged Blaine quickly before turning to Kurt and enveloping him into a strong embrace. "I'm feeling like someone is more loved than me and last time I checked I was biologically tied to both of you." Blaine crossed his arms pretending to be offended.

"Oh honey. I love you too." Ellen pulled Blaine into a big bear hug and kissed his cheeks.

"Grandma.. Stop!" Blaine was embarrassed that she was treating him like a little boy.

"You're still my little grandson."

"Honey, let your grandmother do whatever she wants. She loves you." Catherine said laughing as she stood back with her arm around Kurt's shoulder. Kurt started laughing about the situation as well.

"I'm not little mom."

Kurt let out the biggest belly laugh. "You are short, Blaine." Blaine's frown looked genuine. "Aww. Baby. I love your height. You're perfect." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine. "I love you just the way you are."

"Okay. Enough making Blaine feel bad about how short he is. We need to get moving." Ellen gently herded them to the car, which happened to be a limousine today. "We have an appointment at the Stadium. They have drawings for all the rooms and the field. They have all the pricing and colors of table cloths available. We need to approve them and sign off. Then everything for the actual venue will be final."

"Final. I like the sound of that." Blaine kissed Kurt on the temple.

"Then we are stopping at the florist to give them the diagram and set up and finalize flowers. Lastly, we are going to meet with the caterer and finalize the entire cocktail hour and dinner plan." Ellen just kept talking and Kurt's head started spinning. "Jack has applied for his license so that he can marry you."

"Oh, I took care of blocking out the entire hotel so your friends and family can begin booking now. Tomorrow morning, we meet with two deejays and then a photographer and last but not least, we'll meet with our driving company to see what they can provide us for the entire weekend. We'll have a lot of high profile people coming in for this."

Blaine pressed his forehead to Kurt's. "So you were tired? Looks like rest is not in your future." Kurt punched him lightly in the shoulder. "Ow. I'm being abused."

"Honey stop being a baby." Catherine reached over to rub his shoulder.

"I was just complaining about how tired I was when we were in the jet, but I got a nap and feel like a million bucks now." Kurt smiled slyly at Blaine. "Bring on the wedding planning."

Blaine smiled widely at Kurt. "You're crazy. You know that. I love you so much."

"I'm just so excited to plan our wedding. How can I be tired when we're planning out big day?"

"I would like the dance floor along the window, not in the middle. Don't you agree Blaine?" Kurt was gently giving his feedback to the event manager. "I just think it would be nice to have the view of the field at night while people are dancing. And the DJ needs to be set up off to the side because I don't want him covering up the view."

Blaine rose from the chair that he was sitting in to join the rest of them hovered over the drawings. "Whatever you want, baby." Kurt gave him a look. "You have the vision for our wedding. Plus, you have the eye for what's perfect."

Kurt sighed. "Blaine, remember what we talked about."

Blaine nodded guiltily. "Yes. Okay. I like your idea. I want to be able to dance with you right there," He pointed to the center of the windows "and be able to look over the field where we just got married." Kurt grinned because he could see Blaine's vision and wanted that too.

"Oh honey, we forgot to congratulate you!" Catherine took both of Kurt's hands. "Full Scholarship to Parsons. We knew you had talent. You'll be dressing the stars, or the rich people, or everyone." She kissed him on the cheek.

"Is this better?" The event manager held up a changed drawing of the room.

Kurt smiled, "It's perfect." Blaine glanced and nodded his agreement.

"You just need to initial all of the diagrams and I'll file these as the final set up. Your florist should call me to discuss the flowers and locations. I understand you'll have a lot?"

"Yes we will. We have some cascading from the tent and down the aisles and then in the cocktail tent and here as well."

"Oh yes, I'll need Mrs. Anderson's signature on the linens to finalize the rental and payment."

"Just have all the paperwork sent to my husband and we'll sign off on them and he'll return them to you." Ellen always had an air about her. Not pretentious, but regal and friendly all at once.

"Certainly, Mrs. Anderson."

"Yes, we need the flowers along the aisle and cascading from the tent." Kurt repeated gently. "Otherwise, it'll look like a tent at a festival or circus, not a very special wedding."

"We can certainly do that, Mr. Hummel." The florist responded. "There will be a cost."

Kurt hesitated. "What does that do to the cost of the flowers?"

Blaine glanced over at Kurt with question as he strode over from his seat in on the other side of the table. He leaned over to whisper. "I don't care what it costs. As long as it's what we want." He smirked because Kurt noticed he said we. "I'll pay for what we want."

"You won't be paying, Ellen and Jack and your mom and dad will pay for this. Maybe It's not worth it?"

"Kurt, I don't care about the cost. How many times does my son get married?" Catherine commented.

Blaine put his finger to his chin. "Two maybe three times? Or perhaps, five times?" Kurt punched him in the chest. "Ow. Abuse."

Catherine chuckled. "So deserving of the abuse, my sweet son." She turned to the florist and Kurt, "I don't care about the cost, Kurt is creating the wedding of the century. People will remember it for years and I hope that all the policitians that will be there will take a good look at the two of you and support others just like you. How could they not see the love you both share."

Kurt sighed. "Okay, what do you think Blaine?"

"I want the cascading flowers."

"Then, we want the cascading flowers." Kurt finalized with the florist.

Kurt and Blaine were sitting in the bathtub on opposite sides just relaxing for the first time since getting off of the plane. Blaine took Kurt's foot into his hands and started to massage his feet. "I think my feet are going to fall off."

"That's why I'm massaging them sweetheart." Blaine kneaded the soles of his feet. "I hope you'll feel good as new so I can love your body later tonight."

"Mmmm. Sounds like a good plan, but you may have to get me some coffee to keep me awake."

"Since when can you sleep when I'm fucking you."

"There's always a first and today might be just that because I am tired and completely exhausted. Plus, your mom and grandmother are both here in the house.

"Then I guess I'll have to either get you some coffee or jerk myself off."

"That's completely pathetic Blaine. We're getting married and you're talking about jerking off." Kurt shook his head in disbelief. "Do you really think I could sleep with your beautiful cock in my ass?"

"Well, if you're really tired. I think it's possible."

"Let's just get to bed and make love already. All this talk has awakened my little friend that lives down south." Kurt's eyes were dark and wanting.

"It's not little. It's just right." Blaine whispered as he crawled to the other side of the tub. He leaned down kissing Kurt softly at first, but then deeply as Kurt moaned into the kiss. Their tongues tangled together in a familiar dance and their breath mingled.

Kurt stood up his cock pointing outward. "Come on Blaine." Kurt begged as Blaine stepped out grabbing them towels. He wrapped his around his waist and took the other one and started to dry Kurt off. As he moved south with the towel, Blaine dropped to his knees and took Kurt cock in his mouth. "Unngh. If you do that, I'll never make it to the bed baby."

Blaine scooped him up bridal style and started toward the door. "I'll make sure you make it to the bed." He kissed Kurt as they entered the bedroom. Blaine laid Kurt down and as soon as he hit the mattress, he rolled over spreading his legs just a bit. "I see someone is anxious to get started."

"I want you to fuck me Blaine. I love you." Kurt laid his head down.

Blaine went to the bag and pulled out the lube. He returned quickly. Kurt was still spread out for him. "I love you Kurt." Blaine covered his fingers in lube and drizzled some down his crack. He brushed it toward his hold with his already lubed finger. Blaine was breathing heavy. His cock was hard and ready. He quickly slipped one finger inside trying to stretch him quickly. It wasn't very long before Blaine slid two fingers inside Kurt. He had pushed into his prostate knowing that Kurt would go wild.

"Now Blaine, Please." Kurt whined.

"Okay, baby. I'll take care of you." Blaine lined his cock up and pushed gently in. Kurt moaned at the intrusion. "You always feel so good baby." Blaine started pump slowly and shallow. Kurt moaned at each thrust as Blaine pushed with long and deep penetrating thrusts.

"Oh, fuck Blaine." Kurt screamed when Blaine pushed right into his prostate. The pleasure coursing through him down to his toes.

"I love you. I love making you feel good." Blaine was hunched over the top of Kurt holding him around the chest. He could play with Kurt's nipples in this angle and breathe into his ear. He could completely take over Kurt's senses with his cock. That's what made them so perfect for each other. He could get lost in the sounds that Kurt made. It was like the best music he ever heard. Blaine pushed deep and held himself there as Kurt moaned long and loudly. Kurt's ass clenched tight around him and he loved this feeling. That feeling that he belonged inside Kurt.

"Blaine, come on, Fuck me."

Blaine knew Kurt was close and for that matter so was he. He pumped faster and wrapped his hand around Kurt's cock at the same time. He jerked Kurt off to his thrusts. Kurt whined with each thrust inside him. "Come baby. Come when you need to."

It wasn't like Kurt needed permission, but just hearing Blaine's gentle voice urging him forward, made him want to come and so he did.

The clench around Blaine's cock sent him over the edge as he pressed hard and erratically into Kurt as he came. Blaine was out of breath as he collapsed on top of Kurt. They were both out of breath. Kurt was the first to actually find words. "Baby, if you don't get off of me, I may suffocate."

Blaine giggled. "I love you too."

"I do love you Blaine. I'll always love you." Kurt rolled over to face him. "Now get me something to clean off."

"I'll be right back." Blaine returned with the damp towel and instead of letting Kurt do it, he did it himself.

"Thank you baby." Kurt turned on his side to lie facing Blaine.

"Thank you for being so perfect. I'm really glad we talked about things. It make everything better. Even this."

"I completely agree." Kurt smiled. "Everything is falling right into place. We finalized almost everything today. I have the guest lists. It's really going to happen Blaine."

"It is. Just like I knew it would." Blaine whispered softly kissing Kurt's neck.

"You're the most perfect husband for me." Kurt stretched to give Blaine easier access to his neck.

"We are the most perfect husbands." Blaine chuckled.

"Mhmm." Kurt answered as his eyes drifted shut. They fell asleep warm, sated and in love.