Blaine's heart thundered in his chest as he walked silently through the house, a few paces behind Kurt, his breathing shaking on every inhale as he admired the form in front of him; strong, broad shoulders, a narrow waist and lean, muscular legs, all hidden behind layers of clothing that Blaine couldn't help but feel were completely and utterly unnecessary.

As they reached the bedroom that Blaine retired to every night, Kurt turned around and pushed himself up against the door, reaching one hand out to pull Blaine in by his belt.

"We have to be quiet."

With just enough sense to nod his head, Blaine allowed himself to be led into his room, his eyes darkening as Kurt locked the door quietly. As he moved away from the handle, Blaine grabbed him around the waist and wrenched him backwards, spine meeting sternum as they rocked together, moaning breathily. Kurt reached one hand up behind him to fist in Blaine's hair, pulling it from the gel at the nape of his neck and massaging his scalp, while Blaine's arm travelled further down the front of Kurt's body until his fingers rested lightly over the growing bulge in his trousers. Surprising even himself, Kurt twisted around with ferocity and crashed their mouths together again, tongues and teeth clashing messily as the two of them sighed and gasped into the kiss, their hands running up and down each other, grappling for purchase to keep them grounded.

Pulling back to catch his breath, Blaine caught sight of Kurt's debauched appearance and groaned; tousled hair, flushed cheeks and eyes darkened, blown out with desire. He began to walk them backwards towards the bed, not once breaking eye contact with other man, even when his knees hit the bed frame and he collapsed onto it, grabbing Kurt and bringing him down square on top of him. They both whined in unison when their hips aligned, and Blaine's heart stopped for a second as he felt Kurt's hard length pressed against his thigh, hands scrabbling uselessly at his sides and tangling into the blankets underneath him.

Sitting up and straddling Blaine, Kurt pushed the other man's jacket off of his shoulders before beginning to work the buttons on his own shirt, his fingers fumbling at the holes. After failing to undo one of them, Kurt's hands were stilled and replaced by Blaine's as he deftly removed the shirt and tossed it over the side of the bed, where it landed in a heap on the floor. Inhaling sharply through his nose, Blaine ran his hands up and down Kurt's sides, slowing around his ribcage where he felt Kurt tremble and heard him whisper.

"Blaine, please."

Taking heed of Kurt's muttered plea, Blaine sat up and grabbed Kurt behind his knees, throwing him onto his back and scrambling up to hover over him, one hand under his neck as he kissed him softly and the other cupping Kurt's cock gently through his trousers. Kurt began to whimper and angled his crotch into Blaine's hand, seeking more friction, but Blaine shushed him with a smile and leant back to undo Kurt's shoes and take off his socks, his thumb rubbing circles into Kurt's ankle as he did so. Kurt propped himself up on his elbows and gazed at Blaine with the same indecipherable expression that he always did, but Blaine finally saw that Kurt was staring at him with adoration, with irrepressible longing, and with contentment; he was finally happy, free, and no longer at the mercy of others to decide his feelings.

After removing his own shoes and socks and placing them neatly next to Kurt's on the floor, Blaine quickly pulled his shirt over his head without undoing it and moved to brace his arms on either side of Kurt's head, his head tilting to fit his lips against Kurt's smoothly as the other man craned his head up towards Blaine. The kiss began chaste, the light pressing of lips to one another, but soon the cloud of lust surrounding the two became unbearable and they began to deepen it once more, tongues tangling and fingers pulling at hair, bringing Blaine fully on top of Kurt as they groaned into each other's mouths.  

Blaine moved down towards Kurt's trousers and grinned when he saw Kurt nod shakily and close his eyes. Teasingly, he began to lower the fly, his eyes never leaving the outline of Kurt's cock, and he trailed his fingers down along Kurt's thighs and over his calves as he pulled the trousers off, staring unashamedly as Kurt lay naked, flushed and panting on his bed, whining quietly under his breath. Letting his eyes sweep Kurt's body once more, Blaine's attention dropped to his own crotch where his cock was straining against his zip. He palmed himself quickly, groaning in relief, before he stripped himself of his own trousers and sat back on his heels, watching Kurt's eyes roam his body before settling on his hands, where they twitched on his upper thighs.

Reaching out desperately, Kurt laced his fingers in between Blaine's and drew him back to lay on top of him, muffling a cry in Blaine's shoulder when their cocks lined up, no longer separated by layers of thick material. He listened to Blaine panting brokenly into his ear for a moment before rocking his hips up again, relishing the feel of their bodies slipping together, slick with sweat, electricity shooting through him when Blaine began to chant Kurt's name over and over like a mantra. Clutching at Kurt's hand as though it were the only thing keeping him grounded, Blaine began to thrust his hips down to meet Kurt's, his eyes rolling into the back of his head when their cocks rubbed together perfectly, the friction pumping arousal through his veins like fire.

They began to set a pace, slow-burning at first, but as their need for more became steadily more urgent, their thrusts became faster and more frantic, less about precision and delicacy and solely focusing on snapping the coil of tension that had begun to twist in their stomachs. Kurt came first, crying out and clutching at the muscles around Blaine's shoulder blades, an expression of pure bliss lacing his features as he sagged back into the sheets, and the sight of the man beneath him coming undone was enough to send Blaine over the edge as well, moaning Kurt's name loudly and dropping his forehead onto Kurt's chest, sticky with sweat and come.

After waiting for his heart rate to settle somewhat, Blaine rolled off of Kurt to lay next to him, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as he watched Kurt's eyes flutter and re-focus on his face. His blue eyes searched Blaine's face before they closed peacefully, an arm winding around Blaine's waist to pull him in close and tucking his head into the crook of Blaine's neck, kissing lightly at the warm skin there. Blaine hummed happily, one hand coming up to play with Kurt's hair and the other tracing circles into his pale shoulder. 

He began to feel Kurt become softer, his body more pliant, so he pulled the covers up around their middles and whispered into Kurt's ear until he heard his breathing even out. Laying his head back on the pillow, Blaine laughed a little in disbelief before he turned to study the face nestled into his side, not bothering to try and stop himself when he felt his eyelids drooping and he too succumbed to sleep.