Tuesday

"Did you wear comfortable walking shoes?" Kurt called over his shoulder as he finished arranging items in the back of his Navigator.

Smiling as he walked up the driveway, Blaine reached Kurt just as he was slamming the trunk door shut. "Yeesss. See?" He modeled his entire outfit for Kurt: tight purple t-shirt, black Bermuda shorts, and tan hiking boots that were obviously broken in.

Kurt took a moment to take it in. "You look," he licked his lips as he tried to find an appropriate word, "fantastic."

"Youre not so bad yourself," Blaine said admiring Kurts dark grey, button down short sleeved shirt and cherry red linen shorts that looked tailored made for his ass. Blaine reached out his fingers and dipped them in the front of Kurts shorts, tugging him closer. "Kiss me," he asked hoarsely.

Kurt leaned forward until their lips were barely touching then kept going until he could whisper into Blaines ear. "Get in my car, Blaine Warbler," his own voice husky from the sexual tension between them.

"Kurt," whined Blaine holding tightly to Kurts hips.

Sighing, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, pulling him close. "We both know what happens once we start kissing, B. You and I will end up naked in my bed, seeing how fast we can make each other fall apart, and then how long we can make it last for round two." His hand may have ventured down to feel the firm flesh of Blaines ass at that point, drawing a deep groan from the shorter teen.

"Not really seeing a problem with that, Kurt," remarked Blaine whod reached a hand up to unbutton the top two buttons of Kurts shirt and was currently nuzzling his face into the opening.

"Shit, Blaine," hissed Kurt as his collarbone was attacked by a pair of amazing lips that knew exactly how to play his body. "Heart to heart, remember sweetheart? Our talk? The one we promised each other?" he managed to push passed his tight throat before a high moan escaped as Blaines teeth bit playfully against his neck.

Blaine battled with himself, finally pulling away from Kurts body. "Youre right," he admitted, head dropping down on his chest. "Sorry."

"Dont be," Kurt commented, rubbing Blaines back soothingly. "Im not saying I dont want this…that I dont want you, because you know I do. I just want us more. And you and I both agreed that we wont happen until we lay everything on the line and finally get past – the past. So do us both a favor, and get that ass into my car before I stop taking my own advice and rip those shorts off of you and show you how much Ive missed you in the middle of my driveway," Kurt advised.

"Damn, Kurt. Why do you say stuff like that?" complained Blaine with a shy smile, moving around to the passenger side and climbing in.

Once Kurt had climbed in and fastened his seat belt, he eyed Blaine, letting his desire show in his gaze. "Because I want you. And I want you to know how much I do still want you. But I want all of you. And Im not gonna get all of you until we have this talk. So slide over here, and get your kiss and then well go, okay?"

Blaine hesitated a moment before carefully sliding closer and raising a hand to cup Kurts face gently bringing their lips together. If they happened to lose themselves in the kiss for too long, well, it was summer. It wasnt like either one of them had anything better to do at just this moment in time.