Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my Valentine,
Valentine...

Kurt stepped out into the sun, blinking a couple times as he quickly walked to Blaine's car, parked in his lane way. He hoped this was a regular occurrence now. He walked as fast as he could while still looking graceful and pulled open the car door, "You were gone when I woke up last night." He pouted as he did up his seat belt, wiggling slightly in his seat to get comfortable.

He smiled and looked into his eyes as Blaine took his hand and brought his knuckles to his lips "Sorry sweetheart, you just looked so peaceful." He chuckled, "When Finn got home it was getting late. I didn't want a repeat of last time I feel asleep on your couch. And I just couldn't wake you up." He joked with a bright smile on his face, pulling the car into reverse.

"Speaking of Finn, I heard Carole yelling at him this morning. Dad told me to leave it alone, but I caught a glimpse, Finn has a horrible black eye. I left some skin care products that should help on his bed before I left, but I'm really worried. What did Noah say last night? He had to of texted you." Kurt said his eyes sparkling with a equal mix of curiosity and concern.

He had been thrown into mental overdrive when he has seen Finn's face, his stomach had fallen and he had felt instantly at fault for his brother's injury. The only thing that kept him from breaking down was knowing that if something had gone Blaine would have told him. He trust Blaine that much.

"Uh, nothing much. He texted me when it was over. Said everyone was okay." Blaine said with a shrug. "Didn't really elaborate too much. It was a fight, its not a surprise Finn got a black eye. But if that was the worst injury it couldn't have gone that bad." Blaine encouraged as they drove.

Kurt found himself nodding as he looked out the window, trying to let the words ease his stomach "I hope that was the worst of it. God, what if it's not the worst?" Kurt said, starting to feel the panic flooding back his stomach after only seconds of it calming down. He took his hand from Blaine's where it rested on the center console like it always did now and wrapped it around his middle.

The possibility that anyone could have gotten hurt made him want to throw up. He closed his eyes as he felt the car pull into park, not realizing they already made it to school. He knew he shouldn't have let them go. He had told them not to, but it was all his fault either way. They were trying to protect him. Over and over in his head Kurt kept reminding himself of all the different ways this was his fault. If someone were hurt it would be entirely his fault.

"Kurt, look at me." Blaine instructed calmly and quietly, prying Kurt's hand away from his stomach and wrapping it in both of his.

Kurt took a deep breath, trying to pay attention to Blaine's voice and taking comfort in the touch. He opened his eyes and felt himself relax a little bit more when he was met with the golden shimmer of Blaine's eyes.

"Perfect, now listen to me Kurt; everything is fine. Everyone is fine. Finn isn't exactly the best fighter, he may be big but he's not exactly coordinated. Out of that whole group we had to know Finn would be the one to get hurt. So lets get in there and you can see just how fine everyone is." Blaine said and rubbed the back of Kurt's hand with his thumb.

Kurt nodded "You're right." He said, trying to convince himself to believe his words. Something just felt off to him. No matter how many times Blaine said everything was okay it felt like it wasn't deep in his belly.

Blaine smiled and let go of Kurt's hand "Okay, lets get in there than." He said and started to open the car door, but he was stopped by Kurt grabbing his hand and pulling him back into the car with a little too much enthusiasm, causing him to make a small sound of surprise.

Kurt worried his lip between his teeth for a moment. "You know, we aren't really going to have any time to ourselves today." He trailed off, averting his gaze, his lip still between his teeth. His stomach was still in knots, but it wasn't just from his guilt, and he knew how to make the other part go away.

Blaine raised an eyebrow, a smile creeping its way up a corner of his mouth. "That's very true. After last night it's going to be hard to keep my hands to myself…" he smirked, and Kurt could tell from his vaguely distant look that Blaine was getting a little lost down memory lane, which made Kurt both blush and roll his eyes.

Kurt laughed awkwardly and nodded, "Yeah." Kurt didn't know how to ask for a kiss. He knew he should be able to just lean in and kiss his boyfriend. Of course he knew Blaine wouldn't mind, and he had done so the night before but some how in the light of the morning in the school parking lot he didn't feel as comfortable as in his kitchen or bedroom. This wasn't in the safety of his own turf. This was no mans land.

He could tell Blaine was teasing him; the way he looked expectantly at Kurt, the shine to his eye. He was being difficult simply because he enjoyed watching Kurt squirm; it made Kurt want to hit him over the shoulder and also kiss that smirk off of his face.

"Well, perhaps I can have a little something to tide me over? How does that sound? Maybe that will work…" Blaine said after a few moments of just watching Kurt, he shrugged lightly, looking off into the distance as though he didn't care either way, though Kurt could see right through that. Anyone could.

Kurt looked up and smiled, his heart warming with excitement. He really liked kissing Blaine. So far Rachel had been right, the fireworks hadn't faded yet. "Probably a smart idea, you know, just so there are no slip ups in the hallway..." He said and leaned halfway of the console, a smirk now covering his lips as well.

"Probably" Blaine agreed as he met Kurt in the middle. Their lips worked together slowly for a few moments, as if they were committing the feeling and taste of the other to memory. Kurt felt like Blaine could easily be a drug, the sparks and feeling of his soft lips feeling like they sucked out his breath and replaced it with helium, lifting them up into the sky. A few minutes ticked by on the dash before Blaine playfully nipped Kurt's bottom lip and pulled away slowly.

Kurt didn't even realize the quiet moan that escaped him at the light nip of Blaine's teeth and his lips leaving his. His lips were now a bright pink and he was aware he was pouting, fighting the urge to say mean, instead he caught his breath slowly.

He was about to lean in and kiss away first period before he was interrupted "I think that should do it. If not perhaps I'll sneak you into a closet." Blaine said winking, his own lips dark and very slightly swollen.

Kurt froze, his smile falling, his eyes getting wide and frightened, his mind irrationally conjuring up memories still fresh from his relaying it the night before. He hated that those memories could so easily push away the feeling of bliss and contentment from only moments before, that the thoughts of what happened could stomp out the ones of Blaine's lips on his.

Blaine's face fell as soon as he realized his mistake. "Oh, God! Kurt! I am so sorry!" he panicked, his hands raising in surrender. "I didn't mean it like that! I am a horrible boyfriend! I wasn't thinking. I am horrible." His voice went up a couple octaves and oddly enough Blaine's panic attack was slightly reassuring to Kurt.

Kurt took a shaky breath and shook his head, placing his hand on Blaine's. "No, it's fine." He said closing his eyes for a moment, not long enough for any images to form but just enough to clear his mind.

"I'm being irrational. You're not Karofsky." He said strongly. He would never want Blaine to even start to make that connection. Blaine could never be David. "You were teasing. You were saying something that anyone would. Teenagers sneaking off to a janitors closet between classes is so typical and cliché. Totally fine Blaine." Kurt said forcing a smile. He liked calming Blaine down, it gave him a feeling of control. He was telling the truth though, he couldn't be mad at Blaine. He hadn't said anything wrong and Kurt was very well aware that now that he was in a relationship he was going to have to start overcoming some of the fears that lurked deep within him. Sometimes though he felt like he never could. He never thought one day he'd be able to imagine concentually doing what Karofsky had with someone.

Then Blaine had happened and now, while the idea was still unsettling, the idea of exploring those things with Blaine didn't make him want to cry, it caused fear to lurk under the surface but also curiosity bubbled up. Curiosity in something Kurt had blocked out months ago.

Blaine frowned but nodded "I still feel like an asshole." He muttered, looking down at the dusty floor matt.

Kurt shook his head and placed a hand on Blaine's cheek, forcing his eyes to look at him. "Don't. That makes me sad. You did nothing wrong." He said looking into the other boy's eyes and kissing him gently.

Blaine sighed as they parted and nodded as Kurt spoke "Okay, but we really better get into the school, we have Marnie first and you have to know she'll just know the second we walk in." he said as he leaned away, fighting the pull he continually felt towards Blaine.

"Oh yeah. That's gonna be fun. Well we still have twenty minutes till the bell so we should probably hurry on in there. Better no one else be there when she starts squealing like a schoolgirl."

Kurt nodded "You know she'll probably hug us and brag about how she totally set it up. I wouldn't put it past her to have a congratulatory cake waiting in her desk…" he laughed as he imagined his friend's reaction. He really did consider her one of his best friends.

"Well I don't know about you but I'm actually kind of looking forward to seeing her face, and I really wouldn't complain about a cake, so lets get going!" Blaine said hurrying out of the car and around to open Kurt's.

Kurt rolled his eyes fondly and hated that he couldn't kiss his boyfriends cheek as he looked around at the parking lot, scattered with students. "Let's get this over with," he said, trying to sound put out, but the laugh in his voice was impossible to disguise.

It was pink, sparkly and really big. Blaine had honestly thought Kurt had been joking when he talked about the extent of Marnie's… whimsy. That was the right word for it Blaine decided.

Kurt was laughing and shaking his head; Blaine could feel his body bouncing slightly with it at his side. "Oh Marnie. How long has this been ready?" Kurt asked as he outstretched his free hand and took the large poster board card from her.

Marnie shrugged and giggled with them, Blaine was suddenly very aware how beautiful she was. He wondered if she had a boyfriend who brought that smile to her face. He hoped so, but with the detailed "Congrats On The Klaine" card Kurt was now holding he doubted it. He kind of felt sad that such a nice women was spending her time making up a combination for their names and bedazzling a card instead of having her own love life.

"I was marking papers a couple weeks back, but you can only read so many badly written short stories about summer romances and car explosions before it drives you mental. So I took a break. I noticed my crayons sitting on my shelf and then the poster board in the corner. Much better way to spend a Thursday night if I do say so myself." She said looking very happy with herself.

"Also, can I just take credit for how brilliant I am? Klaine. It sounds just as adorable as you are." She laughed.

Her smile was infective and both Blaine and Kurt were giggling like school girls with their teacher. It had to be an amusing sight. "I do love that. Klaine. What about you sweetheart?" Blaine said as he turned to his boyfriend, God, he loved finally being able to call Kurt his boyfriend. Every time he thought the word he got butterflies in his stomach and felt like jumping up and down.

Marnie rolled her eyes "None of that, I can't handle that amount of cute! Sweetheart? Really? Could I have picked a better boy for you Kurt?" She sighed gazing off, she seemed so proud of herself and once again Blaine felt a pang of sadness that she got so excited over their relationship and a card she made.

Kurt's eye roll soon followed Marnie's "If you insist on taking the credit for getting us together then you of all people have to deal with the cute" He teased her, running his fingers over the sparkly foam lettering.

She laughed and nodded with a shrug, "Speaking of which. Open up the card!" She said and stood up straight again, her full excitement back.

The outside of the card looked tasteful compared to the inside, even more sparkles, jewels and now painted pictures were inside, with large colorful crayon lettering "I TOLD YOU SO!" Across the whole of the card.

Kurt handed the hard softly to Blaine and let go of his hand, to Blaine's slight disappointment. Though Blaine really did almost tear up as Kurt launched himself into Marnie's arms and hugged her like there was no tomorrow. "Yes, you did" He said in a normal voice before dropping off into whispers Blaine couldn't make out, and didn't want to.

Instead Blaine busied himself reading the card and taking in the fine detailing she had put into it. Must have taken hours. Some people may have disagreed with a teacher getting so close to her students, for developing a strong personal relationship that extended to the point that her and Kurt's did but Blaine was just thankful for it.

Regardless of what anyone thought of her professionalism Marnie was an amazing person. No one could say a bad word about her, except that perhaps she was too enthusiastic about everything she did. Teaching, living, friendships, she all took it as far as she could. She never did anything half assed.

Now that Blaine was aware of what had happened with Karofsky his friendship with Marnie made a whole lot more sense. Sure, Kurt had the Glee club and Shuester and a father who loved and supported him no matter what. But Marnie was different. Blaine couldn't quite place how but she was.

Kurt and him had never really talked about Marnie outside of the light joking about her involvement in their relationship, and until then Blaine hadn't really thought anymore about her involvement in Kurt's whole life. It was glaringly obvious though that she was a huge pillar in his life and Blaine wondered why and how. He wouldn't push this though. He didn't need to know.

When they pulled away Blaine looked up and noticed the gleam of unshed tears in both their eyes and when Kurt stepped back to him he wrapped his arm around the boys waist instead of taking his hand again, pulling his body against his and squeezing slightly.

"Thank you, really Ms. Tardiff. This means a lot." Blaine said looking back and forth between the two.

She laughed and shook her head, "Oh Blaine. I named you guys Klaine, you can drop the Ms. Tardiff when we aren't in class. But shhh. Technically I'm not allowed to encourage that." She laughed and opened her arms "I'm also not supposed to hug you, but I'm going to do that anyways too. Come here"

Blaine's eyes got wide for a second, was she really inviting him into their little friendship? He didn't know how he felt about that. He didn't want to encroach on the relationship Kurt had with Marnie.

Kurt's light pressure on his back, pushing him towards Marnie with an encouraging smile made Blaine hand the card back and step into the women's arms and wrap his around her. She may have been fairly immature for a teacher, and really hyper active at times, but her hug was almost motherly.

"Thank you" She whispered into his ear.

"For what?" he asked, his voice just as hushed as hers.

"For saving him. Cliché, I know. But you're making him happy. I didn't think he'd find that here." She said and let him go. Before straightening up and glancing at the clock. "The bell is going to ring in a few minutes, take your seats." She said visibly stepping back into her teacher role.

By noon Kurt caught on. As Tina had to run to talk to a teacher about a paper, Mike had taken her place, giving her a quick kiss before she ran off. "Ready for lunch man?" He said as they headed to Kurt's locker.

"Why am I being escorted everywhere Mike?" Kurt asked as he fiddled with his lock, "And before you try and tell me I'm not, don't." Kurt said as he yanked the locker open and placed the books into their places.

Mike was silent for a minute and Kurt knew Mike well enough to know he wouldn't lie to him. "What makes you think that Kurt?" He said and Kurt could hear him shifting uncomfortably.

"That's avoiding my question. But, fine, I'll play." Kurt said as he pulled his bag out and lunch out of the locker. "Blaine didn't leave my side until Rachel came and got me for our class. Then Rachel hung around until Tina came then left quickly for her class. Tina waited till you got here to rush off, even though it made her late for her meeting. Not to mention you have never walked me anywhere before. What's going on Mike?" Kurt said facing him, looking him straight in the eyes.

Mike shifted again and avoided Kurt's gaze. "Look, it's not really a big deal okay? We just all care about you, and after yesterday we just don't want it to happen again and you not have someone there." He said as he started to slowly walk down the hall, coaxing Kurt to follow him with his eyes.

Kurt sighed and walked along with Mike. "I'm a big boy Mike, I can take care of myself you know." Kurt felt like his eyes were going to get stuck in a permanent eye roll soon.

Mike nodded frantically and held his hands up in surrender "I know you can! I wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of your talons but you kinda really worried people yesterday when you just poofed. You shouldn't have had to clean up and everything alone. That's not cool." He said with a shrug.

"I was fine. But thank you for caring. I know you guys think you're being nice, but having me under 24/7 surveillance isn't going to make anything better." Kurt said shaking his head before he stopped in his tracks. "Wait, this doesn't have anything to do with the fight last night does it? What happened out there last night Mike?" Kurt asked, his eyes going wide and fearful. He had seen everyone involved by this point, everyone on their end was fine. Other then Finn's black eye at least. Azimo had obviously been bitch slapped by Santana and her nails, the scratches evident on his slightly swollen cheek, and the other's looked kind of bruised but nothing bad.

Mike was silent for a moment "Don't worry about last night. We've got that under control." He said as they entered the cafeteria.

Kurt sighed, knowing that while Mike wouldn't lie he also would follow instructions. Like one's from Noah.

The second Kurt spotted said boy he stormed up to him and sat down in the seat next to him. "Noah you are going to tell me what happened last night right this very second."

Puck sighed heavily and put down his burger, looking at it longingly. "Nothing. Nothing happened. We got in a couple swings, San got a slap in, Brett got Finn in the eye, there were some words exchanged and everything is going to be fine Princess." He said and shrugged.

Kurt didn't believe him. Noah would lie to him, not to hurt him, but to protect him. "I don't believe you." Kurt said simply. "You're leaving things out."

Noah shrugged "So what if I am? It's fine. We're dealing with it. Just don't go causing a scene Kurt. Seriously, just let us deal with it." He said sighing heavily, Kurt knew he was one of the only 3 people who could exhaust Noah in seconds of conversation.

Kurt shook his head, he wasn't letting this go. "Why should I let you deal with it. It's my life."

Puck's eyes flared and he smashed his hand down on the cheap plastic table. "Damn it Kurt! Because I'm trying to make sure you still have one. This isn't up for discussion. Let it go because this isn't up for debate." He took a deep breath and calmed down. Kurt almost smiled at how quickly he could get Noah to snap. If it wasn't such an intense moment he may have taken some pride in it. Made a game out of it. Unfortunately it wasn't the time.

"Here's the deal Princess, someone will be with you all the time when you aren't at home. Usually one of the guys, if not one of the girls. Or your dad or Carole. It's as simple as that. Probably going to be lover boy most of the time. You trust me. I know you do. Just go with it. We aren't getting you involved in this."

With that Noah stood up, looked at each of the guys in turn before storming off, leaving his burger untouched.

Kurt sighed heavily, feeling weak and defeated. He was also incredibly confused. He slumped down in his chair, only to jump at the touch of a familiar hand on his shoulder and Blaine sliding down into the seat Noah had just been in. When had Blaine gotten there?

All Kurt wanted was to climb into Blaine's lap and be held. It was really frightening to Kurt how fast these feelings for Blaine were developing. How he was finding such safety and comfort in someone he'd known for such a small time. He was opening himself up fully to Blaine and it was terrifying, but he couldn't bring himself to close off to it.

"Blaine what is going on." He said, begging with his eyes.

Blaine sighed and Kurt could tell he was fighting a battle in his mind, he was trying to decide what was best for Kurt.

It was when Kurt realized that, that he sighed and resigned. If Blaine told him then he would know, if Blaine told him not to worry, he wouldn't. Or at least he would try not to.

It did cross Kurt's mind how insane it was to trust Blaine so fully, to trust him more the Noah or Finn but he did. It was so weird and Kurt realized fairly risky, but he didn't have the brain power at that moment to sort out why it was happening or if he wanted to stop it. For now he would just go with it.

Blaine chewed the inside of his cheek for a moment, "I think you should listen to Puck and just let them handle it. I don't even know the details, but from what I do know, I kind of agree that you should just stick around people." He said and let his hand rest on top of Kurt's knee. It was risky but they both needed the connection right then.

Kurt let out a deep breath and nodded "Okay. Fine. But I swear Blaine, if any of you get in the way of my daily life, off with your heads." He said seriously.

Blaine chuckled lightly and patted Kurt's knee twice before removing his hand. "Now who's using the wrong movie?" Blaine teased lightly.

Kurt allowed himself to laugh, "Okay, fine. If any of you get in the way of my daily routines you will be those poor unfortunate souls who couldn't pay their dues. Got it?" He said looking each of the boys one at a time, knowing the girls wouldn't be any threat to daily life.

Finn got a panicked look on his face "Does that mean you're going to turn me into one of those freaky shriveled up plan things? No one can pull that off dude!"

"Okay, so I think we have found the right song." Kurt said, clapping excitedly, bouncing slightly on the couch, his laptop resting in front of him on the coffee table, pulled up to Youtube and the song they had chosen to sing for the duets competition at the end of the week.

Blaine nodded excitedly "I really think it's perfect for us! It's a great song. While I still think we should have turned Part Of Your World into a duet, I guess this will do." He said trying to sound a little upset.

Of course he wasn't though, and Kurt knew that. "You did that for your audition. I'm quite fine watching you perform that one." Kurt said and sighed contently. He felt lighter now that they knew what song they were doing and were both confident in the chances of them winning. It really was a perfect match for them.

Blaine stretched in his seat, "So, now that our homework is done, what ever will we do?" He said with an eyebrow wiggle and a smirk.

Kurt laughed, "Well, I don't know about you, but I think I'm going to take a nap." He teased and leaned back against the arm of the couch, his legs straightening out in front of him, landing gently on Blaine's lap, his eyes fluttering closed.

Blaine chuckled. "Oh? Really, well I guess I'll just do a puzzle than." He said and slowly reached over Kurt, effectively half laying on top of him, reaching for the end table, where there was in fact a puzzle box.

He could hear Kurt's breath hitch and his body tense slightly at the proximity.

Kurt's mind was racing a hundred miles a minute, Blaine had never been on top of him before, the feeling was intoxicating. He felt like he was drowning in desire that he really shouldn't have been feeling. What ever happened to his idea that he would develop those kind of feelings after months and months of being with someone. He shook his head, the images in his head were dangerous ones, ones of grabbing Blaine's hips and pulling him down on top of him, kissing feverishly, he could imagine their hips meeting- that was as far as he was letting those thoughts get.

"Blaine, what are you doing?" He asked, voice catching slightly.

"I'm getting the puzzle of course, what did you think I was doing silly?" he asked as he grabbed the box and rattled it, a mischievous smirk on his face.

Kurt laughed lightly at Blaine's games. "Oh. I see. Can I see the puzzle for a second? Which one is it?" he said, feigning mild curiosity.

Blaine handed him the box, genuinely curious where Kurt was going with this.

Kurt turned the box of in his hands a couple times, not able to move too much with Blaine half pinning him to the couch, hovering over him. "This one was kind of boring. I bet you could find something more entertaining to do." He hinted playfully, still turning the box around in his hands.

Blaine took a few moments and pretended to think about it. "I don't know, I really like puzzles."

Kurt laughed and nodded "They are fun, but I think there is a much simpler, and much more fun puzzle we could put together." He said looking around; trying not to make eye contact as he subconsciously licked his lips. "One that only involves two pieces" He said, feeling bolder then he ever thought he would.

Blaine smirked as he realized his plan was working. "I don't know, that sounds kid of boring Ariel. How can only two pieces be fun?" he teased.

"Okay, I guess we can just do this puzzle" Kurt said and started to push Blaine off of him to sit up.

He didn't get very far though before Blaine grabbed the box and tossed it across the room, the puzzle pieces exploding all over the floor, neither of them caring about it. He pushed Kurt back down into the couch and leaned down. "I think you're right. More then two pieces is over rated." He said, his eyes looking hungry down at Kurt.

Kurt didn't think he could breathe properly. He knew for a fact he couldn't speak. He just nodded.

With that Blaine pressed his lips to Kurt's harshly. There was no sweet softness in this kiss. The long day of not touching each other and Kurt's insistence on not getting distracted before they picked a song finally exploded as they kissed fiercely.

Blaine sucked Kurt's bottom lips into his mouth and ran his tongue along it, resulting in an entirely too hot moan from Kurt, which Blaine took full advantage of to take over Kurt's mouth with his tongue. Running his along Kurt's their tongue's dancing and battling together.

Hands traveled up and down sides, always staying in safe zones, both very aware of exactly where they touched and how they did so. While it was careful and measures still it was far more relaxed then it had been before.

After a few more minutes of blissful battling Blaine removed his lips from Kurt's and kissed his way down his jaw and to his neck. He started kissing across the expanse of skin before he felt Kurt's muscles tense beneath him.

Blaine tore his lips off of Kurt and looked at him. "Kurt, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Am I hurting you? I'm too heavy aren't I?" He said as he pushed himself off of Kurt.

"No!" Kurt almost shouted and pulled him back. "Don't leave." He said softly, his eyes begging Blaine to stay, to stay warm and firm and safe on top of him.

Blaine settled back down gently and looked at Kurt, "What happened? What did I do wrong?" he asked, the guilt in his gut over taking everything.

Kurt sighed "It's stupid, but when you kissed me neck… The only other time that's happened, was Karofsky. I am so sorry Blaine!" Kurt rushed. He felt so horrible. "You aren't him and you don't deserve me getting freaked out and jumpy every time you touch me some way he did. It's not fair to you that I'm so broken about all of this."

Blaine silenced him with his lips. "Kurt, it's fine. Really. Of course you're going to react to it, but we aren't going to let it control us right? You're allowed to be nervous and even a little scared." Blaine said and brushed his hand over Kurt's cheek.

"Now, Kurt, here's what I'm going to do. I'm going to start kissing your neck again, I'm going to make you enjoy it. Because I know there's probably a place, right behind your ear that's going to drive you wild." Blaine said and kissed Kurt's lips softly. "Okay?"

Kurt took in a deep breath, his stomach knotting with bad memories and excitement about what Blaine was saying. "Everything you do drives me wild" he chuckled lightly.

Blaine laughed loudly "Glad to hear it, now shh, let me take care of you." He whispered in Kurt's ear, lightly tugging at his ear lobe with his teeth before kissing down Kurt's neck, avoiding the spot he had promised. He smiled at Kurt's little sigh of pleasure at the kisses. After a few moments Blaine allowed himself to wonder to the spot right below Kurt's ear.

As he kissed and gently sucked on the soft skin there Kurt moaned loudly, he wasn't prepared for the it after the gentle kisses along his jugular. It did drive him crazy, the way Blaine's lips felt against his slip and the light sweet of his tongue, the slight nip of his teeth. All too soon it was over and Blaine was moving his face away from Kurt's neck.

"You don't ever really wear low cut tops to you sweetheart?" Blaine asked, his eyes lust blown.

Kurt raised an eyebrow curiously. "Uh, no not really no. Why?" He asked as Blaine undid the top couple of buttons on Kurt's shirt, giving him a full view of Kurt's collarbone.

"Just wondering" Blaine said and shrugged before dipping his head back down.

The feeling of Blaine's mouth on this collar bone was fantastic, as Kurt felt him suck in his skin and nibble at it playfully, it was uncomfortable at times but with an underlying pleasure, probably because he knew it was Blaine, and that Blaine's tongue and teeth were what was sending the feeling down his spine.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door at the top of the stairs and a voice shouting down "Boys! Dinner is ready, get your butts up here"

The boys sighed at Carole's voice and slumped down into the couch.

"I guess we should get up." Kurt said sadly, not wanting to stop the activity but knowing they had forever to have repeats.

Blaine groaned and hid his head in Kurt's shoulder, wrapping his arm strongly around his waist. "I don't wanna." He mumbled.

Kurt shook his head laughing and rolling his eyes "I think Finn convinced Carole to buy pizza. I know you're hungry." He said as he rubbed Blaine's back subconsciously.

"Yeah, I guess. Okay lets get up then." He said, pouting like a five year old.

Kurt laughed and lightly pushed on Blaine's shoulder "You do have to get off of me for that to happen." He pointed out, poking Blaine in the side lightly.

Blaine pushed himself off of Kurt and sighed and stretched as he stood up. "Getting up is always the hardest part."

Kurt nodded in agreement as he pushed himself off of the couch and started walking towards the door. "It is but hey, we get food. And after that adventure I think I need some energy" He teased as he got to the stairs.

Blaine was close behind him, "Agreed. But uh, you might want to do those buttons up again." He said with a smirk.

"What? Why?" Kurt said as he looked down at the open buttons.

Blaine chuckled lightly and remembered how innocent Kurt as to a lot of things. Blaine himself wasn't exactly proud of his experiences in that field. He didn't regret the random hook ups he had had at Dalton. At an all boys school with strict no bullying policies, there was a lot of gay boys searching for acceptance and safety. Boys who all just wanted to feel normal.

It had been unbelievably easy to find boys to experiment with for Blaine at Dalton. He hadn't lied to Kurt; he had never been in a relationship. The Dalton boys usually weren't big into those, unless of course you were Nick and Jeff.

While Blaine had never "gone all the way" while at Dalton he had experience in everything but. While he didn't know exactly how to tell Kurt about his time with other boys at boarding school he was sort of glad he had those experiences.

In a weird way it was a good thing for Kurt, or maybe Blaine was just trying to convince himself of that. The way he saw it though was that he wasn't a fumbling mess with Kurt.

Kurt was innocent in a lot of ways, he didn't know anything about what they were doing, and the stuff with Karofsky scared him away from a lot of it. If Blaine had been nervous himself and didn't know what to do to make Kurt feel sexy and strong and perfect who knows where they would be. He could tell Kurt found some comfort in Blaine's confidence.

When the time came and they kept taking steps Blaine would be able to walk Kurt through most of it. He wouldn't have to risk doing something wrong, of making something unenjoyable for him simply because Blaine was inexperienced.

Blaine quickly came back to the situation at hand and smiled mischievously at Kurt. "You might want to check a mirror." He said playfully.

Kurt's eyes went wide as he dashed across the room to his vanity. Blaine didn't turn to watch him, instead waiting.

"BLAINE ANDERSON!" he yelled. "You! You!" He didn't know how to finish that sentence. "I always thought hickies were tacky you know." He said as Blaine finally turned around to look at him.

Blaine frowned. He had always liked the idea, liked marking someone as his. Again he was faced with his possessive side, a side he was becoming very well acquainted with. If Kurt didn't like it of course then he would never do it again. No matter how much he wanted to mark up the pale flesh of his boyfriend.

There was something in Kurt's tone though, it was the past tense of the sentence. I always thought hickies were tacky. Blaine repeated in his head. "Well, if you can tell me that you don't like the mark on your skin then I won't ever do it again." He promised. Though the statement dared Kurt to say he hadn't found it attractive.

Kurt was silent for a few moments before he sighed and buttoned up again. "I suppose you can't really see it if I button up." He said smiling lightly, his fingers grazing over the covered mark.

Blaine nodded "Such a shame. I would love for everyone to know you're mine." He said as he wrapped his arms around Kurt.

"So possessive." Kurt teased and leaned back into Blaine's arms. "Though I don't think there is any doubt I'm yours. Even if no one can see the mark." He said and angled his head to kiss Blaine's cheek.

Blaine was frowning though. "We live in Lima, I can't hold you, I can't kiss you in the street or in the halls. I can't even hold your hand. What makes you think anyone will know you're mine?" Blaine questioned sadly.

Kurt turned around in his arms, putting his own on Blaine's shoulders. "Because of the way you look at me, just like they can tell you're mine by the way I look at you. It's a very "No touchy" look." He said and kissed Blaine's nose gently.

Blaine sighed and nodded "I guess. Sometimes I just wish I could do more. Outside of the confines of the Choir room and our houses." He really did just wish he could act like any other couple and not have to worry about what people would say or think.

"Less than a year." Kurt said confidently. "Less than a year and we will be somewhere else. In New York no one would look twice if you kissed me on the street or held my hand, or even if a mark of yours showed." He promised.

Neither of them mentioned that they could easily not be together then, or that they didn't know what the next year would bring, where they would go, what schools they would get into. It was all a black haze, the future. But it didn't really matter.

Kurt had a feeling in his stomach that Blaine was sticking around for a while, they he wasn't going to be gone in a year, and he hoped he wouldn't be gone in five, though he wouldn't let his mind wonder farther then that so soon. He didn't want to jinx it or get his hopes up, incase Blaine disappeared from his life next week, but he doubted it.

He couldn't understand what made him feel this way so quickly, but he was starting to forget how he lived without Blaine before, quickly realizing he had barely been surviving before. More so though, he was struggling to image a future without Blaine in it, all his plans he had had for years now suddenly incorporated Blaine, he fit so simply into them, and he was really struggling to remember what they looked like and how they held so much appeal before Blaine had become a part of them.

"Boys! We called you ten minutes ago! Get your asses up here now before I come down there and drag you up." Burt called from the top of the stairs.