They spent at least thirty quiet minutes driving in the car, hands brushing against each other, fingers occasionally twining together for long moments.  Kurt pulled into the parking lot of a state reserve park, shutting off the engine.  Staring forward he took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.  “I thought it would be best…if we had this talk on neutral ground, so to speak.  And since I couldn't afford tickets to Switzerland,” he smiled sheepishly at Blaine's laugh, “I thought we could come out here and find a nice place to sit and talk and have lunch and talk and…well, other stuff, maybe…”  He stopped and glanced over at Blaine.  “At least here we shouldn't be interrupted and if one of us happens to…cry…or yell, no one is gonna come barging in.”

“I don't want to yell at you, Kurt,” Blaine answered quietly.

Kurt reached over and ran his fingers through Blaine's curls.  “I really like this…without all the gel, B.  It's…hot.”  He paused for a moment, then added, “And I don't want to yell at you, either.  I was just trying to be prepared, is all.”  He allowed his hand to drift down to Blaine's neck and then he pulled the other boy into a tight embrace, surprising them both.  “Do you remember our first time?” he murmured against Blaine's neck.

“Of course!” Blaine replied.

Kurt allowed his hands to map the muscle patterns of Blaine's back.  “This kinda reminds me of that.”  He could feel Blaine smile on his neck. 

“Really?  How so?”

Pulling away just enough to put their foreheads together, Kurt tried to find the words.  “I felt nervous – so nervous – but excited and scared.  Nervous because we were taking a huge step in our relationship and excited because I wanted to share myself with you.  I was so ready to make that commitment to you when I told you on the stage that I wanted to skip the after-party to go to your house.  And there was this little part of me that just wanted to get it over with,” he paused, giggling with Blaine for a moment.  “I mean, just hurry up and do…IT…so then that hurdle would be over with and we could just focus on being us again.”

“It was the same for me,” Blaine said, pulling away to look into Kurt's eyes.

Lips pressed together, Kurt nodded.  “So, this…it kinda feels the same.  I'm nervous and excited and scared all over and I just want IT to be over with,”

“So we can focus on being us again?” Blaine interrupted with hope.

“Yeah.  I mean, I guess us 2.0 or something, since we've both changed a lot this last year.  But I'm looking forward to discovering the newer parts of Blaine Warbler too.  Don't think I'm not,” he said with a teasing glint in his eyes.  “Let's grab our stuff and go for a walk, okay?”

Before he could object, Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt slowly.  Then, without warning, he pulled away and was out of the vehicle before Kurt had even opened his eyes.  “Anderson!” he called after without much heat.

“Let's go Hummel.  You offered a walk…and I can't wait to see your ass in those shorts as we walk down the trail,” Blaine flirted.

Rolling his eyes as he climbed out of the SUV, Kurt walked to the back and opened the door to the trunk.  Raising an eyebrow at Blaine, he smirked.  “Who says I'm walking in front?”

Grabbing up the two camp chairs and the blanket, Blaine grinned.  “We can take turns, Hummel.  I don't mind taking turns.”

As he shouldered the backpack that carried the picnic supplies, Kurt's voice was low but full of heat.  “I haven't forgotten that, Blaine.”  He shut the trunk lid and made sure to lock the car before striding over to where Blaine was standing at the trail head and taking his hand.

“Lay on, McDuff.”