Blaine and Kurt had both avoided the love songs assignment so far in Glee. It was finally Valentines Day, which meant the final day of performing said assigned songs, and Blaine for one was not looking forward to it. In great contrast to the prior year, the dapper boy showed up in an outfit of all black, curls drooping and eyes surrounded by dark circles that showed his sleep deprivation. His eyes were dull and lifeless, red-rimmed from how much crying hed done lately. He just couldnt stop. It was honestly getting ridiculous.

When he got to his locker (the jocks didnt even mess with him lately- apparently finding him too depressing to taunt), Blaine sighed but still slid the single red rose and purple hyacinth into the grate of Kurts locker. He was pretty sure his boyfriend knew flower meanings. The rose spoke simply of Blaines love for the boy. The hyacinth begged for forgiveness.

When he opened his own locker, a small box fell out. Blaine tilted his head, but picked it up and opened it nonetheless. His lips twitched when he pulled the red silk bow tie from its nest of red rose petals. Obviously theyd been thinking in similar paths. Blaine quickly secured the tie about his neck, under the collar of his black polo, then gathered his books and made his way to class.

It was obvious when Kurt had finally made a trip back to his locker, because there were two flowers tucked in his vest pocket, resting just over his heart for the rest of the day. Every time they caught each other staring, theyd look away awkwardly. It was as if they were first getting together all over again, and the boys were ridiculously shy.

The thing was, this had been going long enough and Blaine missed Kurt. He knew they needed to talk about everything. He knew they couldnt just jump back to where they were or things would end up the same way they were now, but dammit, he wanted his boyfriend. It was Valentines Day. It was their anniversary! He wanted to hold Kurt and kiss him and show him how much he cared. Was that so bad?

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Lunch saw Kurt and Blaine separated by at least two fellow New Directions members at their table, and the rest of the day was busy with candy-grams and all sorts of craziness that was McKinley on any holiday. It wasnt until Glee should have started and only Kurt and Blaine were in the choir room that the two realized they were finally alone together and that they shouldnt have been.

Then they realized the door was closed and Blaine tried to open it only to see a note stuck to the little window in the door that said Practice Cancelled- Warblers stole the Glee Club! You two have fun making up! <3 ND + Bas

"Oh. My God," Blaine barked, laughing as he turned to face the boy hed avoided for way too long. "We have either the best or the worst friends. I havent decided which just yet…"

Once he told Kurt what the note said, the countertenor brought up a good point. "How exactly are we supposed to get out of here if they locked us in and then left?" Theyd tried the door and found as much to be true. "I guess we can just call the Meerkat and make him drive back over to the rescue…" He grinned, which made Blaine smile, and then they were both smiling at each other and it was all too easy to step closer together.

Blaine let out a sigh and reached out as Kurt fell into his arms. "I dont want to fight anymore. I dont want to be on a break anymore. Kurt, I love you. I just…" his voice broke and he nuzzled into Kurts neck, willing the words to keep coming even as his boyfriend hushed him.

"I got your flowers. Obviously. And you got the bow tie… I just… I wanted you to know that I never stopped loving you. Never. You didnt need to give me this," he held out the hyacinth while Blaine hiccuped softly, trying to rid himself of the tears that still flowed from his eyes. "Theres nothing to forgive, Blaine. What you said at Regionals was completely right."

Kurt ran his hands over Blaines back and placed a soft kiss on his boyfriends forehead before continuing. "I was being completely self-centered and I should have talked to you. Im just… not used to being allowed to show weakness I guess. I want to be strong for everyone, especially you. I want to impress you, silly as that might sound." He smiled and Blaine let a soft laugh escape.

The ex-Warbler looked into those glistening blue eyes and felt his heart race. "You dont have to impress me, Kurt. Hell, you impress me every day just by being you. Youre the bravest, most talented person I know, baby. Im so lucky to have you. I want to be here for you always… so please, let me?"

Their lips crashed together and they clung to each other as mouths opened and tongues caressed in the sweetest and most tantalizing way. "God, Blaine, I love you. I promise Ill let you in. Or at least Ill try. You have to call me out if I start pushing you away again though, got it?" He moaned when Blaine sucked on his neck, nodding his head even as his teeth left marks. "We cant let this happen again. Never again. Oh, God, I missed you…" His fingers dug into Blaines hips, encouraging the boy to mark him.

It wasnt long before Blaines hands found their way to Kurts ass, then down to his thighs where he nudged until the countertenor hopped up into his arms, legs wrapping about Blaines small but muscular form. He carried Kurt over to the most solid surface in the room- the piano, only to find a box and a bottle waiting for them. He didnt even have words as he sat Kurt down on the surface and pointed the items out.

"Oh my God I cannot believe them! It wasnt even Bas! It was Noah! Listen to this note he left: Happy V-day, boys! Since this is the only V-card between the two of ya, I figure you know how to use this stuff. ;) -Puck He even put in a post script of the price so we could pay the fucker back!" Blaine thought about sharing the definition of gift with Puck, but didnt really care at the moment since he had a fresh bottle of lube, a whole box of condoms (and really, how much sex did Puck expect them to have?) and a very sexy boyfriend before him.

In an effort to shut said boyfriend up, Blaine leaned in to capture his lips with his own, rubbing his hand over the bulge between Kurts legs and making the boy moan into his mouth. "I think it was… very considerate… of Puck to… think of our needs… like that…" he said, trailing kisses and bites along Kurts jaw and neck with each break in his words. He sucked on the sensitive spot behind Kurts ear while his hands worked the countertenors ridiculous white pants open. The black and white vest was soon tossed aside, even as Kurt started to lecture Blaine about how expensive it was and it better not be dirty…

He shut Kurt up with another searing kiss and the removal of Kurts red dress shirt, which found its way to the floor with the vest. Kurt growled at the further mistreatment of his clothes, leaning forward and biting Blaines lips even as he carefully yet swiftly untied the bow tie about Blaines neck. Kurts next move shocked Blaine, as the fashionista actually grabbed a handful of each side of Blaines shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying around the choir room as cotton tore.

"Oh my God, Kurt! That was insane! I cannot believe you just did that! That was… oh my God, I need to have sex with you, like, now." He was achingly hard, tugging Kurt toward the edge of the piano and pulling on the taller boys pants, delighting when Kurt put his weight on his hands, lifting his body so that Blaine could pull the pants off.

Soon, Kurt was naked but for his pants about his ankles, shoes and socks still in place since his Docs were too much effort to take off when there wasnt a real need to bother with them. Instead, Blaine dove in with a gusto, wrapping his lips around Kurts erection and sliding all the way to the base without preamble. He slowly slid his mouth up along the length, taking time to worship the prominent vein on the underside and the sensitive spot just below the rosy head. Kurt was moaning and his hips jerked, but Blaine took it all in stride. He wanted to show his boyfriend just how much he cared.

Hands found their way into loose black curls and Blaine groaned around the twitching length in his lips, making Kurt curse and pull at his hair a bit harder. "Stop… Blaine, stop. Im gonna come if you dont stop." And even though Blaine would have loved to taste his amazing boyfriend, he knew they had more on the agenda than a simple blow job, so he pulled away with a loud pop and a smirk.

"Feel that good, baby?" he asked cockily, earning himself a hard tug on his hair that was still in Kurts fingers. Blaine didnt waist anymore time in sliding his ruined shirt from his shoulders, still impressed that Kurt had become the Hulk for a moment and utterly demolished his polo. "Im going to need one of our spare shirts to get home in, you realize…" he murmured, unbelting and unbuttoning his pants to let them fall down his thighs until they slid free to the floor, pooling at his ankles.

Kurts only response was a grunt as he leaned back on his elbows, bending his legs at the knees until Blaine caught on and assisted him, tucking his head under Kurts pants and effectively trapping himself between his boyfriends legs, Kurts calves resting over Blaines shoulders with those white pants holding the back of his neck. "Fuck me, Blaine. We can make love later. Right now, I just want to be yours."

An animalistic growl worked its way from Blaines chest as he grabbed the lube that Puck had so kindly left them and quickly squeezed some over his fingers, rubbing them together in an effort to warm it before sliding the slick digits down to Kurts puckered hole, massaging the flesh and leaning over his boyfriend to lick and suck on his stomach, up his chest, teasing over his nipples.

Groaning as Blaines first finger breached him, Kurt rolled his hips, shifting so the base of his spine was nearly at the edge of the piano. He was as far forward as he could be without falling off, and he was so open he could feel the cold air of the room every time Blaine pulled his finger further out. A second digit was added and he hissed impatiently, leaning all his weight on one elbow so he could pull Blaine by the hair to kiss his lips hungrily.

"Mmm, please Blaine, need you," Kurt whimpered and Blaine pulled his fingers out enough to add a third and thrust carefully back in, stretching the countertenor until his thighs twitched and breath panted. "Come on, Blaine! Fuck me already!"

Not wanting to upset his boyfriend, Blaine removed his fingers and slipped a condom on his straining erection before lining up and gliding in, willing himself to go slow only for Kurt to shift his hips hard so that Blaine was forced all the way inside with twin breathy moans. "Ooooh, fuck, Kurt," he hissed, keeping still until Kurts hips twitched and he finally rocked against the brunette, relief thrilling through his veins.

It felt so good. It had been way too long since theyd really been intimate and this just felt like… like home. Blaine never wanted to go on a break from this again. He never wanted to get so stressed out by life that he forgot how relaxed this boy could make him. "Ah, ah, more please!" Kurt cried and Blaine tugged on the boys hips, turning his head to nip at the boys inner knee as he pounded into him. Legs over shoulders? Amazing.

"Fucking love you, Kurt. Love you," Blaine growled as he kept working Kurts body, apparently stealing his boyfriends ability to speak as Kurt whimpered, moaned, and growled. As his stomach clenched and his body filled with that euphoria that meant he was so close, Blaine reached down and palmed at Kurt, jerking him impatiently as the boy rocked his hips into the fist and back onto the cock that impaled him. It was so fucking sexy.

Blaine groaned and couldnt hold back anymore, spilling inside Kurt just before he felt the countertenors ass clench around him, milking his orgasm the rest of the way as Kurt spilled over his own stomach. They panted together as Blaine collapsed atop Kurt, Kurts legs dangling boneless over his back.

"Holy shit," Blaine muttered, and Kurt tried to speak but just managed a disgruntled noise since he was being a bit crushed and was already low on air thanks to the breath-taking orgasm. Taking pity on his boyfriend, Blaine slid back through Kurts legs and down to the floor where he fell back onto his back to rest for a minute, composing himself.

A voice from above him got his attention, and he snorted as all he could see was the edge of Kurts ass and his dangling legs. "We should really get dressed. And clean up or something. And call Bas and make him come rescue us. Its Valentines and we havent done nearly enough romantic crap yet." He ended his little speech with a yawn, which only made Blaine laugh.

"You really sound like youre up for a whole evening of romance, love," he quipped, only to get hit in the chest with the box of condoms. "Damn, howd you manage to hit me without even aiming?"

Kurt was giggling then. "I was hoping to hit your face, but Im guessing I was a little off since you dont seem overly pissed. Seriously, though, get up and give me your ruined shirt so I can clean us off." Blaine rolled his eyes but complied, allowing Kurt to wipe the come from both of their torsos while he righted the countertenors pants, already having fixed his before gathering the ruined shirt.

To Sebastian: If I tell you we fucked will you come let us out?

From Sebastian: That depends. Did you actually fuck, or are you just saying you did?

To Sebastian: Meerkat, if you do not come unlock this door I will save a used condom and slip semen into your coffee the next time we all go to the Bean.

From Sebastian: Ha! Guess if Princess has your phone you really did fuck. Ill be there in ten. Dont get too frisky without me. ;)

"I swear Im going to start carrying a goddamned crop to threaten him with…" Kurt muttered, which made Blaine literally roll on the floor laughing.

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"I dont think he even knows what third wheel means, Blaine," Kurt grumbled when they finally closed the door to Blaines house and locked it, Sebastian having finally left after eating dinner with them and complaining about how hard it was being their friend during their break. "I mean, I think he just thinks its a term for a side hook-up option in a relationship or something. I am not inviting Sebastian into our sex life, Blaine. Im just not. The Meerkat must learn some boundaries!"

Stopping himself from laughing, Blaine rubbed a hand over Kurts back and urged him toward the stairs so they could make their way to Blaines bedroom. "I know, baby. Bas is just… overly loving and sexual? I dunno. I dont think he means anything by it though."

Kurt rolled his eyes at his boyfriend and grabbed his hand to pull him faster toward the bedroom. "I know he doesnt mean anything by it. Thats kind of my point though. He just wants to fill his sexual need or whatever. With us. And just… no. Hes Sebastian. I just cant." He shivered and Blaine chuckled, which only made Kurt glare at him.

"Right. No threesomes with Bas. Got it. Its on the invisible but understood list of um… rules?" Blaine smiled at Kurts continued eye-rolling, which only stopped when the ex-Warbler pounced on the countertenor, straddling him on the plush bed and kissing him deeply. "Mmm, love you."

The answering love you, too was mostly muffled by Blaines lips, kissing a trail from Kurts mouth, along his jaw, to his ear, then down along his neck to the joint between neck and shoulder. There, Blaine bit and sucked, marking his boyfriend as their hips rutted together in a hungry way that made them both keen.

Blue eyes locked on hazel as Kurts hands found the hem of Blaines shirt and tugged it from his body, running his hands over the exposed flesh with a happy hum. "Wanna love you, Blaine. Wanna show you how much I need you, want you…" With that, Kurt wrapped a leg around Blaines hips and employed some of his mostly hidden strength to flip them, perching atop his boyfriend and leaning in to trail hot kisses over his chest until he latched onto a peaked nipple.

Blaine practically howled as Kurt manipulated his pebbled nipples, hips jerking up into the brunette as he groaned and whimpered in need. "Yes, yes please, Kurt, show me. Make love to me, baby, please," he begged, one hand running its fingers through Kurts soft hair while the other tugged at Kurts shirt, willing it away.

Clothes were shucked quickly, but the rest was much less rushed. The boys lay against each other for a long while, just drinking in their proximity and the love that gushed from their bodys, their eyes, their lips. The words they spoke were full of it, as if all they could say were words of utter devotion. The facts that they loved each other and needed each other and would never leave were the only truths.

Eventually, Kurt trailed his lips along Blaines body, which was so aroused it radiated heat and put Kurt in a heady space. Soft lips kissed and nipped over abs and hips, leaving marks on Blaines inner thighs and barely brushing over his heavy cock before sucking on his balls, making him whine with need.

A smirk slid over his lips when Kurt popped his head up to look at his boyfriend, who was trembling with how bad he wanted Kurt. "Mmm, I love you so much," he cooed, dropping his head back between Blaines legs only for his tongue to lick over his boyfriends entrance, shocking the shorter boy so much that he screamed in pleasure.

Blaine never imagined Kurt would even attempt rimming, but apparently his boyfriend had the same adventurous streak he did, because that was definitely Kurts tongue in his ass and oh god did it feel amazing. Blaine groaned and rolled his hips, face utterly flushed but he didnt even care. He was just so turned on! Kurt smiled against him and Blaine could feel it and if that wasnt the most intimate thing ever he didnt know what was.

"Oh, God, you need to s-stop or this is going to end embarrassingly early," Blaine muttered, and Kurt pulled away, licking his lips which made Blaine whimper and whine. It was definitely time for the love-making to happen, which neither of them seemed too upset over.

In no time at all, Blaine was prepped and Kurt was sheathed in a slicked condom, sliding inside the ex-Warbler slowly and lovingly. They rolled their hips together, kissing and murmuring endearments to each other, working their bodies in the most sensual way they could, mouthing over each others necks and lips and just plain worshipping each other.

Orgasms were eventually achieved and they didnt even waste time cleaning up, so exhausted from the day and so happy to be with one another again. The two passed out in a sweaty tangle of limbs, barely covered by Blaines sheets but warming each other with body heat enough to compensate. There were muttered happy anniversarys and I love yous but that was about it before they drifted off to happy dreams, and even happier smiles when they woke the next day in each others arms.