The next few weeks were incredible in Blaine's opinion. He and Kurt were going strong. They spent more and more time together and the more time they spent together the more often did Kurt manage to drag himself to classes, which Blaine naturally saw as a giant victory.

They would spend time at the tire shop or at the mall, but mostly at Kurt's house since they were sure to have some privacy there. Blaine had started to actually enter the house by himself and whenever he came to the Hummel-Hudson home he made sure to greet everyone present before he headed for Kurt's room. Kurt's family was nice and cheerful and Blaine wished that he could thank them for sharing Kurt with him, because the feeling of coming in Kurt's house made him feel welcomed.

Unfortunately did The Warblers not win Regionals, but Tina's glee club did on the other hand, so he took off a night to celebrate with her and Mike. The entire evening Blaine's phone was buzzing with texts from Kurt, and Tina constantly snuck her way to lurk on their conversation. He didn't mind because he was simply happy that for once it was him that had cute texts going that they could giggle over.

It was a major relief that it seemed like Tina had eased off her worries, and she even mentioned it to him every once in a while when she had seen Kurt in school. She would tell him if they had been in the same class or if she had managed to get her smile returned in the hallway. It made Blaine happy, because it made him feel like maybe he could have Kurt and Tina in the same room one day despite his previous fears.

Kurt was slowly starting to loosen up as soon as they were alone. He wasn't as short-tempered as usual and he didn't curse much at Blaine anymore. He had even starter to be much lighter at telling Kurt that he missed him. One evening he even let it slip that he thought everything would be easier if they could run away together and never come back to Lima. Naturally he hurried to pretend it had been a joke, but Blaine could hear that he meant it.

xXx

The mall had been slow-going this Saturday afternoon. Blaine and Tina had been looking for ribbons for her glee club's costumes for Nationals and now they were done they were sitting on a bench outside to have a slushie before going home. Tina's parents were out and Blaine had promised to keep her company over night.

The sun was hot and the knowledge that April was almost over, and with that school would be so too, it seemed like nothing could push Blaine off his high horse. Maybe spring really did bring better times.

"Isn't that my hot piece of ass sitting there?" A familiar voice sounded.

Blaine looked up from his slushie to find Kurt walking in their direction. He was wearing silver skinny jeans, a plaid shirt with the sleeves cut off to deliver great peeks at his perfectly sculpted torso and his usual aviator sunglasses. This was yet another moment where Blaine was extremely proud to be the one to kiss Kurt, because surely everyone had to be jealous - especially the group of giggling girls staring at Kurt from the corner.

Blaine wasn't sure what to do about himself so he awkwardly stumbled to his feet where Kurt clasped his hand onto his face so he could kiss him forcefully. Naturally Blaine didn't have any objections. On the contrary he let himself melt into the feeling without caring that Tina was right next to him, and the group of girls had started to look more pouty than giggly from Kurt's obvious approach.

"Didn't expect to see you here, sexy. Out showing the guys what they can't have?" Kurt grinned and squeezed Blaine's ass teasingly in a way that made Blaine blush. Kurt kissed his temple and sat down next to the spot where Blaine had just been sitting.

"Actually, we were out looking for stuff for the costumes for New Directions when we're going to Nationals in a month," Tina beamed at Kurt as Blaine sat down between them.

It made him happy that she was polite and sweet as ever. Now he only hoped Kurt would offer her the same gesture as well - especially after Blaine had spent so much time emphasizing how sweet and considerate he really was in their relationship.

"Uh-huh," Kurt responded absentmindedly, his eyes trained on Blaine's lips and Blaine had to admit to himself that he had a hard time not directly attacking his mouth.

"Wanna come to my place? No parents, no Finn. Just you and me, baby," Kurt tried and licked his lips in a saying fashion. His fingers were strongly locked around a fistful of Blaine's shirt, making Blaine feel extremely observed by Tina.

"I can't today. I promised Tina to hang out with her because her parents are out of town until tomorrow," Blaine said apologetically but didn't even make it to weigh how much he wanted to be with Kurt as well.

"You could come to my place and hang out with us!… If you want -" Tina burst out and Blaine could have kissed her right then and there.

Never in a million years would he have expected that Tina would ever invite Kurt to join them at her house. Now he was only anxious to hear if Kurt would accept the invitation, because he wasn't so sure the excitement was returned.

"I'm not really into the whole skin-care-and-glossy-magazines-routine," Kurt snorted at Tina with his nose wrinkled.

Blaine was shocked. How could Kurt talk to his best friend like that? All she had done was invite him to come have fun with them. Tina, on the other hand, couldn't look less surprised. She mostly seemed like it wasn't anything she hadn't expected, her defeat strongly pronounced in the heavy sigh she drew.

"Be nice, Kurt! You can't talk to her like that," Blaine warned him and poked a finger to his ribs, making Kurt hunch a little forward in surprise. He pursed his lips and put his sunglasses back on before pressing a kiss to Blaine's lips.

"See you later. Don't forget me while you play hetero-couple with your girlfriend," Kurt said dryly and squeezed Blaine's hand before he got up and walked away from them.

Blaine stared after him in horror. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. He couldn't believe how unfair Kurt was being. It was ridiculous, but Blaine couldn't help feeling ashamed of the way Kurt had talked to Tina - and to him in front of Tina.

"I'm sorry, Tina. He usually never -" Blaine said embarrassed, but Tina stopped him.

"It's okay. It's not your fault that he's totally forgotten the time when he actually had manners. I'm sorry he talked to you like that. Are you okay?" She asked with a trying smile.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Let's just go home," Blaine lied and collected his things before they headed towards Tina's house.

xXx

Their evening was fun. They cooked dinner and ate in the backyard. After eating they stayed outside and discussed what was going on in their lives. Tina told Blaine about her worries for the summer when Mike would be going to college and Blaine told her about Cooper's latest idea of wanting to start teaching acting courses.

They only touched the subject of Kurt's behavior briefly and Blaine assured Tina that it was okay. They quickly forgot about what had happened and ended up laughing loudly at the memory of Tina's sister's face when they had told her that Blaine was dating Kurt.

Around twilight they moved inside to put on their pajamas before they started watching Clueless - an absolute must for their nights together.

Alicia Silverstone was just about to figure out that her crush was gay when the doorbell chimed and they stared at each other in surprise.

"Are - you expecting anyone?" Tina asked confused, but Blaine couldn't do anything but shake his head.

The bell sounded again and Tina put her bowl of ice cream on the table before jumping out of her seat to check who it could be. It was nearly 10.30 - no one ever came to the Cohen-Chang house that late.

It was a few minutes before Tina reappeared in the living room, looking at Blaine with wide eyes and a perplexed expression.

"It's Kurt. He asked if he could join us. I… I didn't want to say yes before talking to you - I mean, he was pretty rude to you earlier," she said and Blaine was just as shocked as she seemed to be.

He hadn't heard from Kurt since they met at the mall earlier. Nothing but a text saying "I miss your ass". Blaine had suspected he was out getting drunk with Puck somewhere and didn't want to interrupt with boyfriend-y texts, but now that Kurt was at the doorstep Blaine wasn't sure what to believe.

Blaine got to his feet and went to the front door. He wasn't sure why. He could just as well have asked Tina to tell him to come in, but for some reason Blaine would rather do it himself. Maybe he subconsciously wanted to make sure Kurt wouldn't be impolite to Tina again.

"What are you doing here?" Blaine asked insecurely.

Kurt was leaning against the brick wall with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. His motorcycle was parked nearly straight in front of the door and Blaine wondered how they could have missed the noise.

The second Kurt saw Blaine he threw away the cigarette and turned to catch Blaine's mouth in a kiss. He forced his fingers into Blaine's gel-filled curls and hummed sorely into his mouth with determined lips. Blaine's arms quickly found their way around Kurt's waist to pull him closer and he could feel Kurt smile against his mouth from the action.

"I really, really missed kissing you. I just missed being with you," Kurt mumbled as he pulled away, just enough to be able to talk and to look Blaine in the eyes.

For a few seconds Blaine couldn't do anything but stare into Kurt's eyes, feeling how sincere and vibrant they were. Kurt's eyes always had a way of creeping under Blaine's skin in the best possible way. He wanted the feeling of Kurt to fill his body and be everything that occupied his every cell.

However, it only took Blaine a brief moment to shake himself back to reality. He couldn't let Kurt think he could get away with acting the way he had been acting, and there was no way Blaine was going to simply pretend everything was fine when he had been so arrogant to Tina and was now asking her to let him spend the night with them.

"Kurt, you were so rude to Tina earlier. How can you just show up here and expect that it's cool?" Blaine asked. He took a step back to make sure Kurt didn't try to kiss him again. If he did it would be a battle for Blaine to return to his point.

Kurt let his hands drop to his sides. He was glaring at Blaine with a "are-you-fucking-kidding-me"-glance and his lips slightly parted and still moist from their kiss. So gorgeous and pink and kissable.

"I come here and tell you that I miss you and that's the thank I get?" Kurt's words were stumbling. A sure sign that he knew that he was on thin ice. Blaine had slowly learnt how to read the signs of when Kurt felt that his façade was in danger.

"You can't just… expect that you say something sweet and kiss me and then everything is alright. It doesn't work that way," Blaine exclaimed, determined to stand his ground.

"I - I want you to be here. I'm happy to see you, and I would love to be with both you and Tina at the same time. But you really owe her an apology," he ended and hoped that he hadn't been too sharp on him.

Sometimes dating Kurt was like taking care of a puppy. He could be noisy and not care about what he tumbled down, then he would ignore it and act like nothing was wrong, like everything was good and he would do his best to be sweet and cute in a hope that Blaine wouldn't notice or waste time on what he had done - as soon as Blaine would, in some way, show that he wasn't going to just let it go Kurt would put on a sad and hurt face that would be able to drive even the biggest war-heroes to their knees.

"That's just… it wasn't anything. I only reminded her that I'm not one of her girls," Kurt snapped, but his tone fell apart when it was mixed with his glassy eyes.

"No. You were really mean. Now go tell her you're sorry. Please. Just do it and you can come eat half of my ice cream and finish the movie with us. Come on," Blaine pleaded and pulled around Kurt's waist.

Kurt let his forehead drop to Blaine's shoulder with a growl before he kissed Blaine's neck and leaned down to grab his helmet. Kurt gestured for Blaine to show the way and Blaine beamed satisfied at him. He turned on his heel and led Kurt down the hall to the living room.

When they entered the living room Tina's confusion was quickly exchanged for a broad grin. Blaine kept his hand locked with Kurt's as he sat down next to Tina, making good room for Kurt on the couch. As soon as they were settled Kurt shot a look around the room, but Blaine hurried to send him a sharp look that made him draw a heavy sigh.

"Tina - I'm sorry I was so rude to you today," he said. Blaine could see that he was struggling not to roll his eyes, but he was simply happy that Kurt had even pressed the words out.

"It's fine, Kurt. Don't worry about it," Tina smiled at him.

To avoid any awkward silence they agreed to quickly start the movie again. Kurt folded his arm around Blaine's shoulder and dragged him close so he could kiss his cheek and neck whenever he was bored with what was happening on the screen, something that apparently happened pretty often.

During the movie Blaine felt his phone buzz and he found a text on his display. A text from Tina.

"He's so cute! I could just stare at you two forever!"

He couldn't stop grinning. He hurried to put away his phone, hoping Kurt wouldn't see the text and sent Tina a look that he had a feeling made him appear crazy. He was sure that the shade of his face was resembling a beet and appreciated the dimmed light of the living room greatly.

After seeing Tina's text Blaine allowed himself to fall deeper into Kurt's arms. To begin with he had done his best to not be overly couple-y to make sure Tina didn't feel like a third wheel; now he was sure that she didn't. He buried his face in the crook of Kurt's neck and kissed his collarbone, earning a low moan from the back of Kurt's throat and fingertips running through his hair. After having been bored for a little too long Kurt started to get through the remainders of Blaine's ice cream, every now and then feeding Blaine a spoonful or two in a way that Blaine was sure would make both him and Tina explode. This had to be a side-room to Heaven, no doubt.

When the movie finished it was around midnight and this was the time where Blaine and Tina usually went to bed when they didn't have anything planned. Tina went to the bathroom and Kurt didn't waste any time in finding Blaine's mouth and get his hands under his pajama shirt. His hands were rough against Blaine's skin but he didn't want him to stop. The feeling of Kurt's skin against his was the most safe feeling he knew.

"I don't see you enough," Kurt whispered against his lips as he ran his fingers through Blaine's hair the way he always did when he tried getting his locks to breakaway from his grooming.

"We see each other almost every day," Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's lower lip that was taut and pink and delicious right in front of him.

"It's still not enough," Kurt objected and sighed.

Blaine fell to rest his head against Kurt's chest with his arms locked around his waist. He didn't want Kurt to leave. He didn't want to let go of him and he wanted to keep the scent of Kurt's perfume and nicotine in his nostrils always.

Unfortunately it wasn't so easy. Tina returned to the living room and asked Blaine if he wanted to help her clean up. He sent Kurt an apologetic glance before he got up and helped her. They picked up the bowls and the glasses and carried it to the kitchen where Tina danced on tiptoes in the middle of the floor.

"Wanna ask him to spend the night?" She asked in a high pitched whisper. Excitement was radiating from her as she was nearly jumping from the suspense.

"Are you serious?" Blaine asked. He wasn't sure whether he dared believing it. Except for Tina's sister they had never let anyone join their nights together - not even Mike, and here she had already let Kurt be there for the movie, and now she was suggesting for him to spend the night.

"My bed is big enough for three of us, so why not? I love seeing you so happy, Blaine. You deserve it - and Kurt really is sweet like that, and uhm… I heard you when you were talking by the door. So cute!"

Blaine threw his arms around her neck. He didn't have a single doubt that he had the best friend in the entire world.

"I love you, Tina!" He grinned as they let go and hurried to finish cleaning the kitchen.

"I love you too. But - no funny business in my bed. I really don't wanna witness my friend and my… former friend - getting down to anything," she warned him with a pointy finger at his nose, but a grin occupying her entire face.

Tina was positively bouncing all the way to her bedroom. They had agreed that Blaine should go talk to Kurt to hear if he even wanted to stay for the night.

When Blaine came back to the living room he found Kurt leaning against the doorframe with his helmet in his hand and his jacket back on. He looked like he was ready to leave and Blaine hoped that he didn't have any plans for the rest of the night.

"I guess I better get going then. It was good seeing you, babe. Even if it was just an hour or something," Kurt said and drew a heavy breath. He looked tired and maybe it was just the shadows of the darkness filling the room, but to Blaine he seemed sad as well.

"How about you don't get going?" Blaine asked wih a smirk and snuck his hands into Kurt's jacket to find their way to his back. He kissed his nose and fluttered his eyelashes against his cheek, doing his best to appear as flirtatious as possible.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Kurt asked confused but a smile was teasing at the corners of his mouth.

"I mean - Tina suggested that you could stay. Come sleep next to me tonight," Blaine continued flirting and he could feel Kurt easing up as he registered what exactly it was his boyfriend was saying.

"I wanna sleep next to you, babe - I love sleeping next to you," Kurt moaned and caught Blaine's mouth. When he swung his arms around Blaine's neck his helmet was heavy against Blaine's back and the heat between them felt steaming hot.

"Let's go to bed then," Blaine smiled and grabbed Kurt's hand to lead him towards Tina's room.

Blaine and Tina went about their business as usual. They washed their faces and brushed their teeth. While Tina braided her hair to avoid it getting in Blaine's face over night he pushed his toothbrush into Kurt's hand. Kurt had been sitting on the bed, looking awkwardly around the room, his face telling that he had no idea how to act in this sudden new environment.

"What? I thought you didn't want me to use your toothbrush -" Kurt said confused.

"That was different. It's not like you've never been in my mouth before," Blaine teased with a raised eyebrow and a grin cracked over Kurt's face. He took the toothbrush and disappeared into the bathroom.

Blaine followed Tina under the covers after she had turned off the lights and Blaine realized that this would be the first time he would sleep next to Kurt and actually wear his pajamas - because there was no way he could sleep in his underwear next to Tina.

"This is awesome. I'm so happy that you're happy, Blaine!" Tina whispered eagerly in the dark as they listened to the water running in the bathroom next to her room.

"You are - the best friend in the world!" Blaine responded and smiled beamingly at her. They both fell silent when they heard the lock turn and the door was opened.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sound of Kurt's footsteps over the floor. Maybe it was because he was crazy, but Blaine was sure that the sound of Kurt's footsteps was really distinctive and he was sure that he would recognize the sound anywhere. He listened to the rummaging of denim, soft fabrics and the heavy thud of his belt buckle as Kurt let his clothes drop to the floor before he crept under the covers and put an arm around Blaine.

"Mhm you're so warm, babe," Kurt mumbled quietly into Blaine's hair as he kissed his ear with a low humming. Blaine turned his head and found Kurt's lips, doing his best not to be too noisy but it was hard not to let himself completely into the intensity of the moment.

Tina was already snoring quietly next to them. Blaine didn't mind at all. It wasn't long until Kurt's hand was under his shirt and Blaine had his body pressed against Kurt's. It felt safe and comfortable, and the way Kurt's tongue slowly moved against Blaine's made him feel like this was perfect.

He knew that it wasn't right, that he had promised Tina, but when Kurt started letting his hand down the backside of his underwear Blaine didn't protest. He loved the feeling of Kurt wanting him like that and surely no one could blame him.

"Kurt… I promised Tina that - we wouldn't do anything," Blaine moaned weakly against Kurt's lips when Kurt started to rub his palm against Blaine's crotch. Sometimes it was too damn inconvenient to be a boy when how much he wanted Kurt was so obvious compared to how bad he was at pretending that he didn't.

"Shhh, just be silent. I'm not gonna do anything, I just - ugh - wanna feel you for a moment," Kurt assured him as he pressed his hand a little closer, his hand now cupping Blaine's too-clear-erection while moving his hand up and down.

"No… Kurt, please, it's… god it feels so good -"

"See - you want this too, Blaine," Kurt smiled and a sweet chuckle escaped his lips.

"Yes but… oh, Kurt - not in Tina's bed," Blaine objected, this time a little firmer. He knew that if he didn't stop Kurt now he wouldn't be able to keep up contact to his brain long enough to do it before it was too late, so he grabbed Kurt's wrist and stopped his movements.

"Come home with me tomorrow. My parents are going to some fancy art thing and won't be home until late evening - then you can do whatever you want with me," Blaine tried, hoping the promise would be enough to hold Kurt back.

Lord knows he wanted it too.

"Okay. That sounds good. I like it best when I can make you be loud - you're so fucking sexy when you moan my name," Kurt beamed excitedly and sucked Blaine's lower lip into his mouth while letting his hand leave Blaine's cock to retreat to his back, innocently on the smaller of his back without any inappropriate touching.

They continued kissing and caressing each other for an hour before they fell asleep. It was strange, but felt good, to lie in Tina's bed with Kurt's arms around him. Blaine was sure that he could easily get used to falling asleep next to Kurt every night for the rest of his life.

xXx

Blaine had no idea why he was so nervous. It wasn't like he had never been alone with Kurt before. They had been alone most of the time they had spent together throughout their entire relationship, and Kurt had been to his house before, so it wasn't like it was a big deal.

But we haven't really had sex since we started dating, Blaine reminded himself making his nerves stand back on ends. They had been dating for almost two months now, and only had sex the night they had got together. Everything else had been hand jobs, blow jobs and phone sex. But now he was determined to do it. He was needing it too much to ignore it.

To wake up next to Kurt in Tina's bed was a sensational feeling. It made Blaine feel that there was absolutely nothing in the world that he wouldn't be able to stand against, that no matter what happened nothing else would matter than the fact that he had his best friend and his boyfriend and they were actually capable of being in the same room.

They had breakfast together, a quiet affair, and when they were done Blaine collected his stuff before he and Kurt both said goodbye to Tina.

Blaine said goodbye to Kurt by his motorcycle and they agreed that Kurt would be at his house straight after he had been home to shower and let his dad know that he was still alive.

Now it was around one and Kurt had texted him that he would be there soon so Blaine had texted him back that he could just come to his room. Blaine was sitting on his bed, walking around the room and then back to sitting. It was utterly crazy that he couldn't even figure out what to do about himself in his own room just because Kurt was coming over.

"Is it me you're waiting for?" Kurt's voice sounded as his arms folded around Blaine's waist from behind.

Blaine hadn't even heard him entering the room as he was standing with his back on the door after he for the third time had got to his feet and walked around his bedroom. Kurt was already placing light kisses on his neck and was pressing his pelvis against Blaine's ass. Clearly he was just as excited for this as Blaine was himself.

Blaine turned around and let his mouth crash onto Kurt's. Without warning he started leading Kurt towards the bed, their mouths never leaving each other, and in a second Blaine pushed Kurt to fall on the bedspread before he crawled to lie between his legs.

Out of nowhere Blaine's adrenaline went up and he started rubbing his hips against Kurt's while struggling to get his own t-shirt over his head which turned out to be a harder task than first thought.

"You're pretty eager today. I like that - my kitten is turning into a tiger," Kurt chuckled as he helped Blaine pull off his shirt before he dragged off his own.

Having Kurt's naked torso against his own was almost more incredible than Blaine remembered it. It was stupid because they had had lots of shirtless make out sessions, but with the promise of something more to happen just around the corner it somehow felt more intense and real.

It only took Blaine a minute before he was kissing down Kurt's torso, teasing his nipples with his tongue before sucking and kissing further down. He struggled with his belt but quickly had it open to drag his jeans down. Kurt's fingers were buried deep in his hair and low moans of "yes baby" and "damn Blaine good" were streaming from his mouth only egging Blaine on in his quest.

Kurt was already rock hard in his black underwear and Blaine couldn't help but smile at the outline of his dick smoothing its way over his hip, an open wish to be freed from the fabric. While he started working on getting his own pants down he started mouthing at Kurt's head through the cotton, every touch of his lips and tongue made him twitch and beg for more.

As soon as Blaine's pants were finally open he stood up at the end of the bed and let it all fall to the floor. He made a big deal out of letting Kurt see it all and the expression on his face was totally worth the show.

"You're so fucking hot," Kurt groaned as he sat up on the bed and grabbed around Blaine's ass so he could pull him closer. He licked a wet trail with a broad tongue from Blaine's sac and up his shaft.

It was nearly impossible for Blaine to keep on his feet from the feeling. He tried steadying himself with his hands on Kurt's shoulders, but as he let his lips fold around Blaine's head and sank down only to hurry to bob his mouth up and down around him Blaine nearly buckled and hunched forwards.

"Let me… mhm… let me fuck you… hard, baby -" Kurt begged between licks over his head, his tongue twirling around the shaft and mouth sucking at his head.

"Yes. Please, yes - Kurt…" was all Blaine could thrust out which he nearly regretted instantly.

Kurt let his lips pop off Blaine's cock before he got to his feet and pulled his own boxers down. He pushed Blaine to lie on the spot he himself had been lying on some minutes (or hours?) ago before he dug into the inner pocket of his leather jacket and found a bottle of lube.

The bottle was new. It still had plastic on. Somehow it made Blaine feel safe that Kurt had gone to the trouble of buying a new bottle of lube to be with him. In some way it felt like he really meant every touch and kiss.

As soon as he had thrown the plastic to the floor Kurt dove between Blaine's legs. He leaned down to kiss him while he bent his knees to plant his feet solidly on he mattress before the lid on the bottle popped.

Kurt made sure to have the lube warmed up as good as possible on his fingers before he let his hand down to where Blaine was needing him so badly. Blaine was fighting to hold his sounds back, because he knew that if he let completely go he would be whimpering and whining pathetically.

When Kurt let his finger meet Blaine's hole everything inside him tensed up, and the way he was rubbing slow circles around made Blaine wonder if he even knew how to breath anymore.

"Are you ready, baby? Just stop me if it's too much," Kurt cooed with his free hand running down Blaine's thigh. As soon as Blaine was nodding mindlessly he felt Kurt carefully press inside.

"Holy… god, Kurt!" Blaine thrust out.

Kurt held his finger still and kept his hand running soothingly over Blaine's thigh. He wasn't grinning like the last time, he was smiling sweetly and waiting for Blaine to be okay enough to continue.

Blaine took a moment to gather himself, to get used to the feeling, before he insecurely nodded and asked for more.

Little by little Kurt obeyed all of Blaine's wishes. He fucked his finger in and out of him, he kissed his knees and thighs and added more fingers whenever Blaine felt the need for it. Everything was a mess of tongues and fingers and ass, and the way Kurt was looking down at him with complete bliss filling his face made Blaine savor the moment more than anything he had ever felt.

"I can't… god I need to… be in you. Blaine -" Kurt whined needy as he tried rutting his leaking cock against the back of Blaine's thigh.

"Yes. Please. God your dick, Kurt - in me. Please…" Blaine begged and was surprised by Kurt's lips so quick and wet on his.

Kurt started to pull his fingers slowly out of Blaine. Each little bit of them left Blaine whimpering and needy after being filled again.

Unfortunately Kurt had to crawl off the bed to find his jacket to look for condoms, and Blaine had a weak moment of feeling cold and exposed before Kurt was back between his legs. He kissed Blaine one more time before sitting back up and grabbing at the root of his cock when Blaine had a feeling that something was out of place.

"Kurt? You did… you did find a condom right?" He asked insecurely, and suddenly it was like all the passion in his body had been put on snooze. It was impossible that Kurt could have found out a condom and put it on that fast.

"No. I don't have any. Apparently the expired one I threw out the other day was the last - but it's okay, babe. We only fuck each other, and we're clean, right?" Kurt groaned and prepared to dive back to another kiss when Blaine put his palm to his chest to stop him.

"Have you been tested?"

Kurt's forehead filled with lines and his lips pursed. He hurried to sit up on his haunches between Blaine's legs, and it was suddenly very real to Blaine that he was stark naked and not even so much as a sheet was covering him.

"Don't you trust me? Do you think I fuck other guys behind your back?" Kurt snapped and his eyes were lightning.

Blaine hurried to sit up and put his legs together. He rushed the bedspread over him, and felt his intestines knot up.

"Of course I don't - I could never - No, Kurt, I don't think you would ever cheat on me. I just… if you haven't been tested, you know. I wanna be sure," Blaine tried explaining, but all that did was make Kurt's features even sharper.

"So you're saying I was a slut before I met you and then you came and saved me from whoring myself out, is that it? A real fucking Cinderella story!" Kurt growled and started to aggressively pull his clothes back on.

"No, Kurt! It wasn't like that. That's not what I meant. Please stop," Blaine begged, searching his brain for a way to explain himself.

Kurt was already in his jeans and had started to pull on his t-shirt. Blaine had to face his defeat; there was no way Kurt was going to stop now.

Blaine sat on his knees on the bed, not caring that the bedspread fell to reveal his still semi-hard cock. He simply needed to do everything he could to make Kurt stay.

"Please don't go like this. Just… we can talk about it. Kurt, please," Blaine pleaded, and he didn't care that tears were forming in his eyes, because by any luck that would make Kurt at least feel sorry for him and there was a chance he would stay.

"You know what? Fuck you, Blaine - just… fuck you!" Kurt thrust out. He flipped him the finger and marched out of the room.

"Kurt, please. Come back!" Blaine called, but all he could hear was Kurt's footsteps thundering down the stairs.

Blaine sunk down on the bed, under the bedspread and curled up to a ball where he cried harder than he ever could remember having cried in his life. He could hear Kurt's motorcycle roar in the driveway, and even worse; he could hear the roaring disappear down the street and fade out the further away he got.

Everything was black as Blaine squeezed his eyes as hard as he could and clung himself to the bedspread that still had that distinct scent of summer rain, cigarettes and Kurt's shampoo.

He was sobbing and still pleading for Kurt to come back even though he knew it was too late and he had already left. He wanted to reach out to find his phone so he could text Kurt or call him - anything to get him to come back, but he was frozen, paralyzed, in his spot and he knew that he would be for a long time, because all his energy was absorbed by his crying.