Chapter 86 - Planning

"Did you pick up your cap and gown?" Kurt asked Blaine.

"Yeah. I barely had time to get them. I was late to class." Blaine seemed a little frustrated as he sat on the sofa. He looked up to find a big board in the living room. "What's that?"

Kurt smiled. He had a sharpie in his hand. "This is the seating chart and these," Kurt held up a few sheets of paper "are the few notes that I have from Ellen and your mom."

Blaine held out his hand. "Let me see it." Kurt handed it to him. "What are these numbers?"

"Oh, those are the order I should put them, one being the closest to the bridal table. Oh yeah, did you see the checks, o's and plusses? Those are people we can seat together. If there is an x next to it, you can't seat those people together. Apparently they are enemies until the end of time."

Blaine laughed about it. "Do you want help?"

"I need help. Please. I'm begging you to help me figure this out." Kurt looked like he was going to pull his hair out. It had never looked as disheveled as right now.

"Come here honey." Blaine held his hand out and pulled him to his chest.

"Why can't everyone just get along?" He said as Blaine cradled him.

Blaine took the papers from him. As he read them his eyes got wide. "This many people? We're not doing this. I'll have my grandmother and mother do the seating for their people." He looked at Blaine for confirmation. "Is that okay? Maybe you could just set aside tables for them and we'll email the seating chart to them."

Kurt thought about it for a moment and the looked at the seating chart again. "I think that would be best. It's just such a big task Blaine and it's so hard to do when I don't know the people."

"It's okay. I don't know them either." Blaine was starting to understand the stress that Kurt was dealing with related to the wedding. "What do you want to do?"

"What do you mean?" Kurt was really confused, but he was also so frustrated. Trying to seat bunches of people he didn't know would be a hard task for anyone.

"Are you okay with all of this?" Blaine wanted to alleviate his stress, but wasn't exactly sure how to do that. "I'm not sure we can change anything, but ... Geez, I don't know what we can do." Blaine shook his head. "I feel like we're starting to lose control of all of this."

"Starting? I'm past starting. I already called Carole and she's coming over tomorrow night to help with all my dad's people. We don't know them either." Kurt lay back on the couch and leaned his head back to look up at the ceiling. "I'm so happy to be marrying you Blaine. You have no idea how excited I am about all of this, but I'm also struggling with all the fanfare around this. We have an interview for the magazine and we have all these people. I can't imagine how many security guards are going to be in attendance with all the political people we have coming."

Blaine turned his head toward Kurt and just stared at his neck. It was a beautiful neck. "When is that interview? I totally forgot about that."

"It's tomorrow at four o'clock. She's flying in to do it. We're meeting her at the Lima Bean."

"Thank God you said something. I would have totally forgotten." Blaine laid his head back and looked up at the ceiling too. "What are we going to say? We need to think before we response. We don't want this turning in to a nightmare, okay?"

"Yeah. I would hate for that to happen. My dad, your parents and grandparents. I don't want them to be embarrassed."

"It'll be fine and I'll call my mom to see if she and my grandmother will do the seating. Just mark off which ones will be for them and they can send us the seating choices." Blaine reached a hand up and caressed Kurt's neck. Having its pure pale expanse at his fingertips has always been soothing. "We'll get through this. We'll be married and we can move forward with our lives."

"My name is Suzanne Lang and I'll be interviewing you for our next magazine issue. It's not every day that we add an interview this late. We're usually three months out on interviews, but from what I hear, you guys are the hot ticket." She was smug, but seemed nice.

Blaine tried to smile, but he really didn't know what to expect and he didn't expect this. They both sipped their coffees and waited for her to unload her recorder and pull out paper. "So.. How long will this interview take?" Blaine finally asked as she glanced at her notebook.

"I have a list of questions to ask you, but I really want this to be a casual conversation. Is it alright for me to tape this conversation?" Both Blaine and Kurt nodded their consent. "So, how does it feel to be getting married? I know it's not the first gay marriage, but this had become somewhat of a buzz in politics and sports."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand as he responded first. "We are very excited to get married. It's something that we worried would never happen and if we were staying here in Ohio, it might never happen. As for the sports and politics, it was never something we even thought about. We met and fell in love. It was always about us, never anyone else."

"And, Kurt, how do you feel about the politics involved?"

"My dad has always supported me, even before his political career. He never thought twice about supporting it. You keep saying the politics surrounding it?" Kurt questioned.

"Well, it's become quite a political arena. Your wedding?" She smiled and nibbled on her pen. "You noticed didn't you?"

"I noticed that we have a lot of political figures attending. They're my father's friends and supporters." Kurt was a little defensive. His dad would never turn it into a political party on purpose.

"I understand." She seemed smug. "The political people in the same room with the powers of football. It will be the wedding of the century. People thought that William and Kate were it, but I think Blaine and Kurt are the 'it' wedding."

Blaine cut in. "We do realize the magnitude of the wedding and we are so happy that people want to be involved in it. We plan to welcome everything and our goal is to make sure that everyone feels comfortable. This is something we are very excited about and our families have helped us in the planning. We won't dare let anyone turn it into a political debate. Besides, that's already been answered in Massachusetts."

She softened at the response from Blaine. "You're right Blaine. You are a lovely couple."

She asked them questions about when they knew they were gay, sports they played, how they were received in the sport and how they met and fell in love. She even asked about the proposal. Blaine shared the proposal in Europe and the crowd and how excited they were.

She steered clear of anything else related to politics and big time sport people. The conversation ended up being a pleasant one and at the end she thanked them and let them know they could preview the interview before it published.

"You can send it to my Grandfather. He'll have our attorney's review and sign off of it." Blaine shook her hand. She stood and left.

"I feel like I just took a final exam." Kurt finally said as she disappeared from the coffee shop.

"I'm sorry about the whole politics thing. My grandfather warned me about it, but I didn't think she would go there."

"You have to admit, it is a gathering of a lot of political people and very high profile political people in addition to high profile sports figures. It is a recipe for being the event of the century. All you have to do is glance at our guest list." Kurt wasn't wrong and Blaine couldn't deny what he was saying. Blaine worried about Kurt's mental state about the wedding right now. He seemed to be mentioning it more often.

He decided to ask yet again. "Do you want to change the wedding, Kurt?"

"How can we? It's done. We have all of these people that want to see us get married. The wedding is about four weeks away. We're graduating in two weeks. It's important to our families." Kurt looked dejected. This wasn't supposed to be.

"Blaine thinks shopping will make me happy." Kurt said to Rachel and Mercedes. "Oh my God! Sale!"

"Baby. That man knows you." Mercedes said taking his hand. Rachel took the other one. "Spend away. Make yourself happy."

In the meantime, Blaine was on the phone with his grandmother. "I'm worried about him grandma. He seems so sad about the wedding lately."

"Does he want to cancel all the plans?" She asked.

"No. He would never do that. He wouldn't want to hurt anyone's feelings."

"Blaine, honey, you know it wouldn't hurt our feelings, though it would be difficult to change everything this late in the game." She sounded truly worried.

"No, it would kill him to even think that he was hurting someone's feelings." Blaine paused before continuing. "But I have an idea and I'll need your help to get it done."

After a fifteen minute conversation they finished. "I think its perfect Blaine. He'll love it."

"You really think so?"

"I do. He loves you so much honey. I know he'll love this too. You know Kurt."

Blaine smiled. He never tired him to hear others understand his love for Kurt or their love for each other. His grandmother's acknowledgement was always welcome. "So we'll see you in two weeks for graduation?"

"We'll be there sweetheart."

"Grandma, I feel like I don't say it enough. I love you and thank you for everything you're doing for us. We really appreciate every bit of it."

"That's what we do for the ones we love. And we love both of you very much, Blaine." She paused on her end. "Tell Kurt we love him and we'll see him soon too."

"I will. We can't wait." Blaine hung up the phone satisfied for the first time in weeks. Kurt would be happy. Blaine knew what he was doing would make Kurt the happiest person on earth. His grandmother was right, he knew Kurt better then he knew himself sometimes.

"How was shopping?" Blaine looked for Kurt as he heard the door shut. He hoped to see a smiling Kurt.

Kurt rounded the corner with a smile on his face. It looked completely genuine. "It was great. You know exactly how to keep me occupied. I feel better about everything."

"Really?"

"I do. I just need to focus on us and our friends. The rest of the people are great and I'm happy to have them there, but the people I need these will be there. I know that my best friends will be there near me all night." Kurt had resolved his issues in his head.

Blaine was happy that Kurt could get past it, but he was also very excited about what he planned. "Need help with your bags?"

"Yeah. I'm going to go shower. I feel all grimy from the mall." Kurt gave Blaine that little mischievous smile that shot right to Blaine cock.

"I'll me right there. I feel grimy too."

"Oh really? From what?" Kurt was playing. It was all too familiar to Blaine.

"From playing music. I was at the piano a little while ago and I was playing some music. I got really sweaty."

"I like it when you're sweaty, but usually, you're in our bed sweaty." Kurt winked. "I'll be upstairs if you need me."

Blaine had to make a phone call before he joined Kurt upstairs. "I need you, but I have to call my mom real quick. I'll be up in a minute or two."

Kurt disappeared upstairs leaving a few packages on the floor by the steps. Blaine waited until the shower was running and picked up the phone. "Carole, I don't have a lot of time because Kurt will suspect, but I planned something special for before the wedding. Can you call my grandmother so that the two of you can make some plans?"

"Okay, Blaine. Is it a secret?" Carole was giddy.

"Yes. You'll love it and so will Kurt. We could use your help."

"You've got it sweetheart. I'll keep it a secret." Carole hung up and Blaine smiled. He loved all of his family.

Blaine headed upstairs and went straight to the bathroom. It was steamy from the shower. "Baby?"

"Hey. I'm in the shower. What took you so long? Get in here." Kurt demanded.

"Sorry. I wanted to be in here sooner."

"Just shut up and get in here." Kurt laughed. "I'm going to be all shriveled up by the time you get in here."

"You better not be shriveled up. I was hoping to see you, let's say, more erect."

"I'm sure you can find a way to unshrivel me." Kurt teased.

Blaine stepped into the shower and immediately to his knees where he turned Kurt around by his hips. He was staring right into Kurt's perfect cock that was not shriveled, but half hard. "You lied. It's not shriveled. I think you deserve a spanking." Kurt moaned at the thought. Blaine smirked at how turned on Kurt was by just the mention. His cock started curving upward more. He was thinking about what Blaine said. "I think you need to turn around so I can spank you."

Kurt turned around and Blaine stood up. His hand immediately wrapped around Kurt's growing member as he stroked it for a few seconds. Kurt's head dropped back as he planted his hands on the tile opposite the shower head. It felt good to have Blaine's hand on him. He whispered breathlessly, "Spank me."

Just hearing Kurt ask to be spanked made Blaine hard instantaneously. It was hot. "Spread your legs a little baby. I don't want you to fall over."

Kurt did as he was told and his head dropped forward in anticipation of the first smack of Blaine's hand. Blaine raised his hand in an experimental slap. He brought it down firmly but not too hard. The sound of Kurt's wet ass being hit was like music to Blaine's ears, but the symphony came after when Kurt moaned, and the hand that continued to rest on his cock felt the smack. "Fuck!" Kurt was enjoying this.

Blaine stroked him with his left hand and his hand came down again, harder. Kurt yelped. "Was that too hard?"

"No, feels good. Keep going." Kurt's eyes were shut, but you could hear how turned on he was by the spanking. Blaine kept his hand steady as he brought it down a few more times in equal speed. Kurt's ass was turning red from the spanking and the heat of the water. "Blaine.. fuck me."

Blaine teased with his left hand sliding along Kurt's cock. "I don't think I'm done spanking you."

"I need you inside me, baby. Please." Kurt begged.

Blaine thought that he must be close so he took his hand off Kurt and positioned himself behind him. His hands were on Kurt's hips pulling him a little further away from the wall. Kurt needed to be bent over a little more. "Spread your legs a little more so I can fuck you."

That was enough for Kurt to throw his head back looking for any part of Blaine to kiss. His hands were still planted firmly on the tile as he kissed Blaine in the most awkward position. Kurt didn't care. He needed Blaine to fuck him and kiss him and do whatever he wanted. "Fuck me already." Kurt was desperate as he jerked his ass back toward Blaine.

Blaine smoothed his hand over Kurt's reddened as caressing the flaming red skin. His other hand smoothed over the other cheek as both hands spread his cheeks apart so that Blaine could line up without guessing. Hi finger rubbed Kurt's hold gently as he felt it clench and then relax. Kurt sighed at the knowledge that he would be fucked soon. "Did you say you wanted to be fucked?"

"Yes already." Kurt spat the words out. He just wanted to be filled up. "Fill me up already. I need this Blaine."

Blaine obliged and pushed in slowly until he was completely covered. His ass was so tight around him without any type of prep. "You okay?"

Kurt's eyes were shut tight, but he groaned. "Fuck yeah. Move already."

Blaine started pumping in and out in tiny strokes. He didn't want to hurt Kurt. The shallow strokes would be good, but Kurt had something else in mind as he grabbed the back of Blaine's thigh urging him forward faster and harder. Blaine started to pump to the nudging of Kurt's hand. Before he knew it he was pounding into Kurt, the sound of wet flesh slapping was all you could hear besides the moans of pleasure escaping Kurt's mouth. His head hung back and his mouth was open as he panted and moaned with every slap of flesh. It was like a symphony of sex. Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist to grab hold of his cock again. He pumped to the rhythm of his own hips thrusting forward. There was something awesome about knowing that you were responsible for providing pleasure to someone and get pleasure as well. "Come on Kurt." Blaine whispered. "Come for me baby."

The gravelly voice that Blaine used when they were having sex was such a turn on. It was only a few strokes later that Kurt was coming hard. His body tensed as his ass clenched down tightly on Blaine's cock causing Blaine to come while his hips stuttered forward. "Oh my God." He said as he came down panting and leaning against Kurt, who was now pushed all the way up against the wall. "I love you."

"That was... Forget it, it's always good. No matter where we make love. So good baby." Kurt was out of breath. I think we need to get out of here or I may shrivel up permanently.

"Well, I think I know how to fix your problem." Blaine smirked because he had not only made love to his fiancée, but he planned something that he knew Kurt would love.