When Blaine woke up the next morning he was in a good mood. He was in a really good mood. He had spent the evening before wrapped in his boyfriend's arms and he had finally come clean to his mom about said boyfriend, and school would soon be over for the season. His life was actually going pretty good.

Until he remembered why Kurt had even come to his house to begin with. The awful terrors of the Warbler-vention from the day before crashed in over him. He felt sick about it and wished that it had all just been a dream. A horrible, horrible dream.

He got up and put on his uniform as usual. He collected the books he would need for the day and got into his car. He drove as far as the city border with ice in his stomach before he turned around and suddenly found himself in front of a familiar, cute house, knocking on the door without realizing what he was doing.

"Hi. Uhm - I'll go see if Kurt is even up," Finn stuttered awkwardly when he saw Blaine on the doorstep in front of him.

Finn stepped aside to let him in before he stumbled his way down the hall to the staircase that he started to climb. Sometimes Blaine couldn't help be impressed that Finn even knew how to walk considering how he always looked like he was super confused about everything.

"Blaine? What are you doing here at this time? Shouldn't you be on your way to that snobby school right now?" Kurt asked through a yawn. He was wearing a pair of navy blue cotton pajamas pants and a white t-shirt with small anchors on. Incredibly cute, and incredibly not-Kurt-styled. If Blaine hadn't been so wrapped up in his worries about his friends he would have giggled from the sight.

Yet, he still couldn't help noticing how Kurt's hair was a mess, his eyes were heavy and his movements dozy. He definitely had still been asleep when Finn had come to his room.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," Blaine apologized, now feeling bad that he had waken him up.

"No. It's cool. I should get up soon anyway. Some annoying little brat is blackmailing me into going to school, and since I have a thing for demanding men with gorgeous hair and body I don't have much of a choice do I?" Kurt chuckled lazy and tugged a little on Blaine's tie, causing his shoulders to lock in on himself like he was cold.

"What's up? Have you taken your blackmailing to a new level and decided to come drive me to school yourself?" Kurt ran his fingers through his hair and if Blaine hadn't felt so lost he would probably have found it incredibly hot.

"I was on my way to school, but when I reached the town border I couldn't do it. I don't wanna go back to face them today, not after what happened yesterday. I still need - to process it," Blaine explained quickly.

"And you're telling me this because? - I'm sorry babe, but you can't really expect my brain to function properly at this time of day," Kurt groaned.

"Is that offer on a ditch-day still open?" Blaine asked before he could regret it. He nudged the tip of his shoe casually against his other before Kurt's arms were suddenly around him and a wet kiss was pressed to the tip of his nose.

"I have a spot in my bed just your size," he chuckled and walked toward the stairs, Blaine right behind him.

As soon as they were in Kurt's room Kurt turned around and started peeling of Blaine's clothes. He started with the blazer that he swung casually over the backrest of the chair by the desk. Then he started unbuttoning his shirt, easily dragging it off to lie over the blazer. Now Blaine was only wearing his slacks, his tie and his footwear, since Kurt was already folding his undershirt carefully.

Blaine kicked off his shoes, not caring where they landed, while Kurt let his palms run smoothly down Blaine's pecks. Kurt quickly got his belt and pants open, and as Blaine slid them down his legs Kurt grabbed around his tie and pulled him in to a hungry kiss.

"You really like that tie, don't you?" Blaine asked against his lips and Kurt nodded with a grin.

When Kurt finally caved in and let Blaine's tie join the rest of his clothing he let his own clothes follow before they went for the bed where they curled up around each other. Kurt's hands were soothing around his body. It almost felt like he was doing his best to soothe Blaine's sadness over his friends via tender touches of hands lips on his skin.

"Don't worry about it. If they really are your friends they'll come along eventually," Kurt cooed and pressed his soft lips to Blaine's temple. He hummed silently in response and did his best to ignore the guilt in the back of his mind.

He knew that by going to Kurt's house instead of school he was simply proving their point - but how was he supposed to face them, to go to class, to be near them, after what they said to him? He felt this great void in him where The Warblers used to be.

"When I first came to Dalton it was because I had nowhere else to go. They took me in, and it was only a short while before I felt like they were my second family. I've never felt uncomfortable about going there - until today. I felt so sick, I just couldn't go there," Blaine sighed.

It felt good to say it out loud. To open up and get it out. The worry and stress had been weighing harder on him than he thought and suddenly he felt exhausted just from talking about it. He did his best to suppress a yawn but in the end it completely took over.

"Are you tired? It's only eight, so we can sleep if you want? We have the house to ourselves for hours." Kurt smiled and missed Blaine's forehead as he brushed his hand lightly over his hair.

"Sure. I just don't wanna sleep my day with you completely away," Blaine smiled hazy and wondered if Kurt had other things than his cute sailor pajamas that he wore or did whenever he thought people wouldn't see it. It was so out of character for Kurt to even have a pajamas, especially considering how much he had mocked Blaine for his.

He didn't get to think it over too deeply though because Kurt started stroking soothing circles around his back in a slow, comforting rhythm that had him nearly moaning against Kurt's shoulder from the tender touch.

xXx

When Blaine woke up Kurt was wrapped around him with his cheek resting on Blaine's shoulder. When Blaine looked down on him from a terrible angle he was struck hard by how innocent and trouble free Kurt looked - nearly angelic.

He sighed and reminded himself that this was the Kurt he had always known was in there, the Kurt he had been aching to see - the Kurt he had only seen brief glimpses of when they had been fighting and his façade was cracking.

Blaine didn't have the heart to wake him. The alarm clock on the night stand showed 10.34 so he figured they had lots of time together. Instead he kissed Kurt's hair and adjusted himself to simply enjoy having Kurt in his arms.

"Hey prince," Kurt mumbled around 10.53 when he groaned and kissed Blaine's collarbone, only to realize that he was already awake.

"Morning, gorgeous -" Blaine mumbled back and brushed a brown lock lightly away from Kurt's forehead.

"Since when did I become a prince?" Blaine chuckled but was secretly squealing on the inside from Kurt actually calling him that.

"Since you were born but magically was separated from the royal family -" Kurt said through a yawn and tightened his grip on Blaine with both his arm and leg. Sometimes it nearly felt like Kurt was trying to have them melt together and he didn't mind at all.

Out of nowhere it occurred to Blaine that Dalton potentially could call his mom because of his absence. He hadn't been that much away from school but he had no idea how much it would take for them to contact his parents. He didn't find the idea of his teachers calling his parents very appealing, especially not now when he felt like he was finally on the right track with his mom again.

"What do you wanna do today? Just stay here and be lazy all day?" Kurt yawned and let his index finger tease down the hem of Blaine's boxers. He wasn't trying anything, he simply liked the feeling, Blaine knew that. To hook his finger on the hem of Blaine's clothing was one of his favorite things to do when they were cuddling - Blaine had a feeling that he found it to be a way of marking his territory.

"I haven't really thought of that. Do you have any suggestions?" Blaine shrugged. He sank farther down in the covers and curled his leg around Kurt's best possible. Kurt didn't even have a morning hard-on for once, but he definitely was cuddly.

"I was planning on going to school when someone found their way into my bed and kept me away - but other than that I actually thought I would take you out. I really suck at dates but... we've never been on a date. I wanna take you out -" Kurt said insecurely and let a fingertip travel over Blaine's jaw line.

Blaine stared at him in surprise. Never had he expected Kurt to suggest such a thing. Was Kurt slowly starting to tear his walls down to be with him?

"I thought it was dates when we go to Scandals?" Blaine said, perplexed and completely off turf in the conversation he had never thought he would have with Kurt.

"I mean a real date. You know - where you dress up nicely as you do, and I... try to dress up appropriately like I never do - and we go have dinner and I pay, and then we go home and I screw you so hard that you can't sit down tomorrow."

"Kurt - are you turning soft on me?" Blaine teased with a chuckle. He nuzzled his nose against Kurt's cheek and let his fingers run down his naked torso. His skin was smooth and hot from sleeping. Blaine loved the feeling of his skin.

"I just wanna be a good boyfriend for you, that's all! I know being with me isn't exactly a picnic, so I figured I would do something nice - try being a normal person for a change. I can give up trying if I'm that terrible at it," he pouted.

He glanced at Blaine as if he wasn't quite sure what to do next. Like he actually thought that Blaine didn't think he was doing a good job in being a good boyfriend.

Blaine turned to the side so he could cup Kurt's face properly. He locked his eyes on Kurt and for a few seconds the blue-green ocean of corneas made him completely forget what he had been about to say.

"Kurt - you're the best boyfriend I could ever ask for. And the fact that you even thought of this - it's sweet and adorable and... I love it. I would love to go on a real date with you," he smiled.

For a long time Blaine had a suspicion. He suspected that Kurt was afraid people didn't think he deserved his gender. That was why he rarely talked about feelings, and whenever he did he hurried to make sexual innuendos or be really rude straight after. Of course there were also the times where Kurt didn't mean to reveal something regarding his feelings but couldn't hold it back. Like in the middle of a fight - when they were fighting Kurt would often lose himself altogether and forget the façade he was fighting so hard to keep up. Those were the times Kurt had revealed most about himself and his feelings.

Blaine hated it. He knew that Kurt had been through a lot, a lot of hard stuff, and he knew that was what had brought him to be the person he was - but he still did the best job he could. In the beginning it hurt whenever Kurt would call Blaine a chick or girl; Blaine was definitely not a female and he certainly didn't want his boyfriend to think so. Now he only saw it as a defense mechanism for whenever Kurt actually liked the direction their talk of feelings were going but didn't want to admit it.

"I love you, you know -" Kurt said and let his cheek rest softly in Blaine's hand for a moment. He closed his eyes to properly linger into the feeling and Blaine thought he saw a flash of the innocent Kurt being back.

"I know. And you're really good at it," Blaine cooed and leaned in to kiss him gently.

Suddenly Kurt stretched his entire body with a purring and Blaine couldn't draw his gaze away from the way his pink nipples peeked out from the covers. Never had he expected himself to be into nipples - that was for straight guys and lesbians. But Kurt's nipples just did something to his head.

"Don't move. I'm gonna get something," Kurt smiled and before Blaine could say or do anything he was out the door and Blaine could hear him down the stairs.

Blaine turned to curl up on his side while waiting for Kurt. He hugged the covers and breathed in deeply to let his nostrils fill with the scent of Kurt. He couldn't stop himself from smiling. Right now his troubles with The Warblers seemed so far away. It was Friday, so he wouldn't have to face them for several days anyway.

After a little while Blaine started to wonder what was going on. Kurt had been gone for close to twenty minutes and Blaine considered if he should maybe go ask if he was alright when the door opened.

Kurt was carrying a tray with whatever Blaine couldn't see. Blaine sat up in the bed, completely overwhelmed by the gesture and took in the sight of coffee, bagels, fruit and chocolate. Kurt smiled at him and put the tray on the nightstand so he could crawl under the covers next to Blaine and cuddle close to him before presenting the tray on his lap.

"Kurt, you didn't have to do that. That is so sweet of you," Blaine nearly choked out, surprised that his voice was just as overwhelmed as his brain was.

"I know. But I wanted to -" Kurt said flatly and started consuming his coffee before diving in on the fruit. At first Blaine stayed still and watched him; but after a little while he figured he'd better eat himself.

When they were finished Blaine put the tray on the desk and nestled into Kurt's chest. He traced circles around the light hairs on his stomach beneath his belly button. The feeling of Kurt's soft and nearly invisible hair there was so much different from his own dark and scarce hair.

Around noon they fought themselves out of bed. Not that either of them wanted to. Kurt had to pick up cigarettes and told Blaine that he could just wait in bed if he wanted to - but Blaine didn't want to be without Kurt for a second.

So they got dressed and took each other's hands as they walked down the street. The sky was grey and it was chill so Blaine was kind of happy that he was wearing his school uniform, even though it felt weird not to wear it when he was t going to school.

They only just reached inside back at Kurt's house before it started raining. It was hammering down on windows and even though it was in the middle of the afternoon the entire house seemed like it hard been covered by a dark blanket.

Kurt made them tea and they went to his room where they snuggled up around each other to watch a movie on Kurt's computer.

Apparently Casablanca wasn't much Kurt's style because he quickly turned around to caress Blaine instead. He nestled against him and Blaine folded his arm around him to have a better angle of stroking up and down his back. Kurt was humming lightly against his collarbone when he started to grab around Blaine's tie and kissed over his neck.

It started out pretty innocent. Small, pecks to Blaine's skin, but when Kurt reached Blaine's pulse point and scraped his teeth lightly over the spot before sucking gently Blaine couldn't hold in a moan.

It was suddenly very hot in the room. Blaine started considering that he should take off his blazer, but when Kurt pushed him to lie on his back so he could kiss him forcefully he completely forgot things such as the moon is big and two plus two equals four.

Kurt was smiling sweetly down on him. It was like he entire atmosphere of the room changed. Kurt pressed a deeper kiss to Blaine's lips and let a hand travel down his torso.

"I always told myself that it would be impossible for me to find a hot guy in this shitty town. Turned out I was right," Kurt smirked.

Blaine didn't know what to say or how to react. He was pretty sure that was an insult and he really wasn't in the mood for that at the moment. He had expected the day to suck, but by being with Kurt all day he had actually been in a good mood and enjoyed himself. He didn't want that ruined now.

"That was until you found me, of course. You're just so… and your body is… unreal. You're like a fucking Disney character - if those were sexy and had big, fat cocks, that is -" Kurt grinned and Blaine felt himself ease up.

He grinned, chuckled himself through his blushing cheeks and decided that he should start playing along with Kurt's games, because if he didn't Kurt would possibly start finding him boring.

He grabbed around Kurt's hand and made it travel down his slacks where he had started to turn so hard that he was sure there was a fair chance of all blood in his body taking residence in his crotch at the moment.

"So - what do you plan to do with this… big, fat cock?" Blaine asked as sensually as he possibly could, shocked that he was able to get the words out without laughing. He squeezed on Kurt's hand, making Kurt cup around his erection to show him just how much he wanted him.

A broad grin spread over Kurt's face when he realized that Blaine didn't have any intentions on waiting for him to take all the first steps anymore. He took a little firmer grip and started rubbing his hand up and down.

As Blaine's let his hand run under Kurt's shirt to grab around his hip he felt adrenaline starting to rush. He arched his neck to catch Kurt's mouth for a kiss, but when his hips tried steering upwards as well he figured that he seriously needed a better angle. Kurt grinned down on him with eyes going darker as he realized that Blaine thought he was having problems.

"I am pretty sure I can find a way to make use of your big, fat cock -" he said breathy and released his hand from its spot on Blaine's crotch. Blaine whimpered from the loss of action, even though he knew that something undoubtedly better and more hands-on would be on its way.

Kurt bobbed the tip of his index finger teasingly on Blaine's nose and turned around. He smacked the computer closed and scrambled off the bed so he could put it on the desk. Blaine crawled to the edge of he bed on his knees so he could quickly pull Kurt into a powerful kiss as soon as he turned around.

"God, Blaine. Someone's horny today, huh?" Kurt groaned against Blaine's mouth as he found his belt. Meanwhile Blaine grabbed the hem of Kurt's shirt and quickly had it pulled over his head and thrown to the chair behind him. Luckily it only took Kurt a few seconds to have his belt and pants open - practice makes perfect.

"I've been with you all day, haven't I?" Blaine smirked as he had Kurt's jeans open as well. He let his hands slide down the smooth skin of his ass, feeling the curves of the muscles waiting for him to simply dig in.

"Correct answer," Kurt grinned triumphantly and pushed Blaine lightly with palms on his chest to make him fall back on he mattress. He bent down and grabbed around Blaine's pants and underwear to pull both down at once.

As Blaine was lying there on his back without pants on, his fingers were nearly shaking from his arousal when he struggled to get his shirt open. Kurt was quickly out of his own jeans and within seconds he was completely naked and spreading Blaine's legs to crawl between them with a rough hand running up his thigh as softly as possible.

He was taking in he sight of his boyfriend stripping for him, but when Blaine reached the top few buttons and started to frantically open his tie, Kurt's hand stopped him and started opening the last buttons.

"No. Leave it on. Leave the shirt and blazer on - and the tie of course,," he said under his breath, his lust blown eyes boring into Blaine's.

A spark ran from his ears and down Blaine's spine. Kurt wanted to fuck him with school his uniform on; the clothes he wore in school, the clothes his dad always complained over having paid big money for and still Blaine was clumsy enough to spill on it or sit in something that stained, the uniform he was wearing to make himself look like a presentable, innocent, good boy when The Warblers were doing performances or when he was with Dalton to do something official and he was representing the school. If only people knew what this uniform was about to be involved in.

He pulled Kurt down to clasp on top of him, the crash against his hard dick nearly painful, but it didn't matter because Kurt was so hard against him and the feeling of his pre-come already smearing over Blaine's hip was wet and a sweet sensation.

"Got a problem with me wanting to fuck you in your pretty, blue suit?" Kurt asked and grabbed around the tie to twirl it around his hand while rubbing his boner against Blaine's hipbone.

"Jesus, Kurt - no, please…" Blaine moaned and arched his neck for kisses but Kurt backed his head away and released his grip on the tie.

"You can't lie here, baby. Move up," he smiled chastely, suddenly soft with his hand running softly over Blaine's cheek as he bopped his head in the direction of the pillows.

Blaine had to take a moment to catch his breath and let his brain grasp the change in Kurt's tone. Apparently he had a plan and Blaine was not one to question whatever that could be. It only took him a second to lie against the pillows with his knees bend and his legs spread for Kurt to see all of him.

Kurt was on his knees and crawled slowly like a jungle-cat over Blaine and up to press his lips softly against Blaine's. He let a hand brush from his knee and down his thigh, but not further - he was simply caressing and feeling Blaine's body.

"I'm so happy that you're mine. You know that I love you, right?" Kurt cooed and started kissing over Blaine's cheek and down his neck. His hand was now stroking soothingly down the back of Blaine's thigh, his body not even down to press on him.

"I know. I love you too. So, so much," Blaine moaned. He let his hands drift over the back of Kurt's head with his fingers.

His cock was aching between his legs. Just as much as Kurt's lips were sweet and safe over the skin of his neck, just as much was he needing something to happen soon. He was pretty sure he would start dripping soon, and his hips were twisting over the sheets.

"Kurt, please… do something. Please… fuck me," Blaine heaved into Kurt's hair as he was kissing his way down his shoulder. Right as he ended his heaving Kurt snapped his head up to have a proper look on his boyfriend under him.

"I… listen, I've never been with anyone without protection before and I want you to know that I would never do this with anyone but you," Kurt said and looked ashamed.

"Last time we… nearly fucked without a condom it was so rushed and stupid and - I don't want it to be like that. This is - a big deal. I wanna feel… connected to you, I wanna…" he trailed off and let his head drop to Blaine's collarbone.

"What? Kurt of course. I love sex with you, I always feel connected to you whatever we're doing," Blaine smiled and brushed his hand down Kurt's back.

Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's neck right below his ear before he moved his head slightly so his lips were just at his ear.

"Let me make love to you," Kurt whispered.

Everything inside of Blaine was flaming. The sentence made him dizzy and he felt like he was flying. He could very possibly be on the edge of tears but promised himself to push through it. This wasn't just about needs or sex anymore, it was about them.

"Yes. Yes… Kurt, please - make love to me," Blaine pleaded in a broken voice.

In that moment it was like Kurt transformed. He slowly opened the drawer in his nightstand and grabbed out a bottle of lube. He didn't let his mouth leave Blaine's for one second, only to press lube into his hand so he could smear it over his fingers.

As he resumed to kissing him he let his fingers down Blaine's crack. He didn't waste time on teasing this time, but simply started to slowly push the tip of his index finger through the first ring of muscle.

Blaine drew in a sharp mouthful air before Kurt dared to press deeper in. Kurt moved slowly, constantly checking if Blaine was okay with the progress and constantly waiting for any signs of discomfort. When no signs came and he had his finger in he started thrusting carefully in and out of him.

The movement was easy due to Blaine's angle and how much lube Kurt had foreseen to apply, so it only lasted a moment before Kurt tryingly lined a second finger up next to his index finger and Blaine nodded needy in accept.

Kurt was starting to have trouble in supporting on his arm next to Blaine's head. He was trembling and his cock was brushing against Blaine's every now and then making both of them whimper in need and desperation.

"Enough. It's enough… I just - you, Kurt, you -" Blaine begged as Kurt curled his fingers and found the right spot.

"Are you sure?" Kurt panted back, but bit down on Blaine's lower lip as he kept pushing his fingers in and out, crooking every now and then, and scissoring to provide best stretching possible.

"Yes, I don't… I just want you, Kurt. Please -" Blaine gushed against Kurt's lips, pressing his mouth closer for kisses and closeness and it just wasn't enough.

"Okay. Okay. I'll… let me just…" Kurt groaned and carefully saw up on his knees, fingers still working. He let his free hand travel down Blaine's torso with his eyes admiring the muscles and skin spread out under him.

Blaine forced himself up on his hands, and with eyes locked up on Kurt he stretched his tongue as far as he could to lick a trail over the hard cock that was so obviously mocking him by being so far away.

"Oh god, Blaine!" Kurt groaned and threw his head back, Blaine's eyes absorbing every second.

He stretched his neck as much as he could and let his lips slowly sink down over Kurt's head to suck and let his tongue flicker over the slit so he could swallow the pre-come that had managed to avoid ending on Blaine's thigh.

Kurt kept his fingers moving in and out of Blaine's hole, now much slower and no rhythm whatsoever. His free hand was running fingers through Blaine's curls and small sounds of joy were coming from his mouth.

"Baby - ugh - fuck you're so good with your mouth… if you keep - doing that… shit! Magic! I won't be able to get my dick in you," Kurt stammered breathlessly.

With that message Blaine cracked a grin around Kurt's cock and sucked one last hard time, making Kurt whimper a high pitched and breathless "Jesus almighty bitch!" before Blaine retreated to his place on the pillows.

Kurt let his fingers leave Blaine's body in a careful motion and leaved down for a hungry kiss.

Blaine hadn't even noticed, because his attention was focused on his hips rutting upwards to find some friction for his untouched cock, but Kurt had suddenly grabbed the lube and started slicking himself up and then reached between Blaine's legs to fill his crack and hole with lube.

Their breathing was heavy and fast and their kisses were sloppy and wet. Without warning Kurt had lined himself up with Blaine's entrance and Blaine couldn't help but tighten in anticipation.

"Yes, Kurt. Please -" Blaine panted against his lips. Kurt smiled at him and rested his forehead against Blaine's as he locked his hand around the root of his dick. His free hand shot directly to Blaine's shoulder where he grabbed firm, but soft, and let his thumb brush lightly over the burning skin.

With their eyes locked and their breathing close to gone in anticipation Kurt started pushing in. Blaine's hands were holding his hips in support and a need for closeness. He was constantly close to shutting his eyes but needed Kurt's blue to hold his head cold.

To Blaine's surprise his muscle was flexible from the mix of stretching and the exaggerated amount of lube. It didn't hurt as much as he had feared, though it was still burning and stinging.

Kurt moved slowly to not break Blaine completely. He was biting his lower lip and kept shooting glances between them to watch the movement of his hips. He was soon fully seated inside of Blaine and burst out a gasp of relief like he had been afraid to hurt his boyfriend.

"Is it good? Does it hurt?" Kurt asked nervously with a stream of sweet kisses pressed to Blaine's lips and face.

Blaine let his hands drift onto the lower of Kurt's back. He pressed his palms flat on the sweaty skin and made him go a little deeper.

"It's perfect. You're perfect. Don't leave," Blaine heaved under his breath and smiled as good as he possibly could. He knew that there was a possibility that he might hurt once Kurt started to move, but he was sure that it wouldn't last long. He didn't care, because Kurt was inside him - without anything separating them at all.

"Good. You feel so good, Blaine. I'm gonna… try and move now," Kurt choked out and moved his head down to catch Blaine's mouth. There was an urgency in his lips that showed Blaine that he was scared and Blaine wished that he had a way of taking his fear away.

Blaine strengthened his pressing on Kurt's back and felt Kurt slowly moving his hips backwards.

The feeling of Kurt moving out of Blaine was sensational. It was like Blaine could feel everything without the rubber separating them. The heat from Kurt's cock mixed with the heat from his own body was overwhelming. The feeling of Kurt's skin inside of him made him never want to let go.

It burned and stung a little, but Blaine forced himself to relax and melt into Kurt's kisses and touches. He let his hands run freely up and down Kurt's back and tried not to focus too much on his breathing going out control.

Kurt slowly started moving his hips back and forth. He was being overly careful, his thrusts more of a caressing than anything else and Blaine was starting to fear that this wasn't even good for him.

"Is it good for you? Is it -" Blaine asked, cut off by a moan he couldn't back when Kurt hit a little deeper.

"God, fuck! Blaine, so good… god, you're so… warm and good," Kurt groaned and let his forehead fall forwards.

Suddenly something snapped and Kurt started to move faster. He used his forearms as leverage, his face buried in the crook of Blaine's neck and the entire lower part of his body moving steady against Blaine's ass and legs and body.

Blaine let his one hand rush his fingers into Kurt's hair. He kissed the back of his head and felt the burning melt into a pleasure. He couldn't understand how this could feel so different than from the last time, but then it occurred to him that while Kurt had been gentle and careful last he hadn't been in love with him and somehow it made now so different.

Kurt was moaning and groaning into his neck, his hands locked themselves on his shoulders to help him drag himself deeper in, and Blaine squeezed his legs as tightly around Kurt as possible; he was completely enveloping Kurt in his body and he couldn't help imagining that they could somehow fuse together to be one.

While Kurt was moving into him, his abdomens was rubbing against Blaine's cock that was aching between them. The more his hole was clenching around Kurt's dick, the more his cock was in pain from being left out. He needed it to be soon, needed it to be paid attention to or he would surely explode.

"Kurt, more… don't hold back, please -" Blaine whined into his hair, his need visible in his voice, and he could feel beads of sweat peeking out on his forehead.

From the sound of his desperate boyfriend Kurt moved his head to catch his mouth before he moved up to support on his palms. He arched his back and angled his pelvis differently so his cock was grazing the perfect spot inside of Blaine.

"Yes, yes - right there, Kurt. Please don't stop, so… gooood," Blaine heaved and closed his eyes to really feel the way his muscles flexed and his nerves were begging for more.

"You're so beautiful," Blaine choked out as he opened again.

Kurt was pumping faster and harder; in, out, in, out. He was panting and all muscles in his body seemed flexed and as if they were right on the edge. Blaine could see that he was close so he let his hand down to lock around his shaft and started swiping hard, wanting to come with Kurt.

To his surprise his hand was pushed away and pinned to the mattress under him. Kurt was grinning deviously at him before he leaned down to bite his lower lip.

"No. I've got a plan for you," Kurt smiled, and kissed Blaine heatedly, pushing a little harder into his ass. He made his hand slide over Blaine's wrist and up to lock his fingers with Blaine's.

"Ugh - Kurt… you're so hot," Blaine whimpered and let himself find back to Kurt's mouth.

Everything was a mix of tongues and heaving for breath. Blaine's heart was racing and at this point his brain was so clogged up that he was sure it would be permanently out of order. Kurt had ruined him completely.

Kurt's free hand rushed between them and closed around Blaine's balls. He could feel hem pulse in Kurt's grip and he was sure that he would possibly die. He squeezed his fingers harder around Kurt's and his hole tighter around his dick.

That was when Kurt moved faster and harder, his hipbones crashing against Blaine's skin and he wondered if he would be able to sit down for the rest of the day. He could feel Kurt's head moving against his inner walls and the well-known coiling in his stomach started to form, but he just couldn't come and his sac was pulsing in Kurt's grip.

"Oh my god, Blaine - now. I'm gonna… now -" Kurt whined and clasped his forehead against Blaine's as his hips moved erratically against Blaine's body.

"Don't let go - oh fuck don't stop now," Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth and it was like he could taste words coming from Kurt's tongue to dance over his own.

He could feel the pulsing heat shooting into his ass, and it was so good and so much and Blaine just couldn't stop tightening. The pleasure was shooting up his spine with a cry and his fingers digging into Kurt's scalp, and his hand grasping around Kurt's.

Kurt feel down on top of him during moaning and panting. His hand was still locked around Blaine's balls and his lips fumbled around over Blaine's face to find his mouth. He hummed blissfully into Blaine's mouth and Blaine could feel him smiling through the kiss.

"God, your ass is the best in the world," Kurt said between heaves of oxygen.

Blaine wanted to respond, to say something cute and smirked, but all he could focus on was Kurt's firm grasp around his sac. He could feel pre-come smeared over his own and Kurt's torso and he was sure he was dripping as well.

As if Kurt had heard his thoughts he carefully released his fingers from Blaine's hand and forced himself up to support on one hand. His arm was flexed and gorgeous next to Blaine's head, and he considered for a moment if it was worth the struggle to fight for being able to kiss that perfect bicep right in his face.

Kurt's smiled faded and the atmosphere changed completely. He was staring at Blaine, waiting for both of them to catch their breath, before he slowly released his grip and crawled off Blaine with a caressing brush down his thigh.

"No. No, where are you going?" Blaine asked desperately. He could for his life not figure out what Kurt was doing and he had honestly hoped that since he wasn't allowed to come with Kurt inside him he was going to get sucked to release.

"It's okay, babe. Get up, I wanna try something," Kurt said softly.

He was on his knees and his entire body was tensed and waiting. Blaine stared at him with nothing but haze in his mind and as he had no words and not enough sense of mind to figure out what else to do he clumsily got up on his knees, his body awkwardly clasping against Kurt's in the process.

He could feel Kurt's come sliding out of his ass and down his thigh. It tickled and it should be uncomfortable, but it wasn't - it was a proof of what they had just done.

Kurt let his arms slide around Blaine's neck to pull him closer. He let his tongue slide into his mouth, and it was like he didn't even notice that they were naked. His kiss was filled with so much love that Blaine couldn't do anything but fold his arms around Kurt's back and their chests met softly.

"Now it's your turn. Take me," Kurt whispered and kissed Blaine's trembling lower lip.

"What?" Blaine asked, not sure he had really heard what he thought he had. Kurt was so… top.

"You heard me -" Kurt said firmly and gripped Blaine's tie hanging loosely between them.

"I want you… in me. Now. I want you to come in me."

Now it was more of a plea than a demand. He was asking Blaine to, begging him to fuck him.

"I can't… I - you know I've never done that," Blaine panicked, completely unable to imagine himself being on top of Kurt inside him before he had even prepared himself for it. He wanted to try it - he just wanted to prepare himself first, mentally.

"Blaine, you're so fucking good, I know you can do it. Let me guide you through it," Kurt assured him, and this time his kiss was chaste.

He let his hands slide down Blaine's front, fingers fumbling with the lines of his now damp shirt. He let his hand up to brush down Blaine's cheek before kissing him with passion - and he turned around.

He pushed a few of the pillows away before he moved over to sit on his knees. He twisted his torso halfway around and grabbed Blaine's tie to drag him closer with a smirk covering his face.

Before he knew it Blaine's body was pressed tightly against Kurt's back and Kurt dragged the tie over his shoulder to keep a firm grip on it, now only his head twisted to face Blaine. He bent down a little and started pouring lube over one of his own hands.

"I'll stretch myself for you, and then I'll help you. You can do this, gorgeous -" Kurt said with an assuring smile as he reached behind him, his hand grazing Blaine's head between them and slipped his fingers down his crack.

"Oh god… kiss me," he begged and Blaine could feel him working himself open.

"Oh god, Kurt!" Blaine burst out and attacked his mouth. He had to move a little away to make room for Kurt to work, but grabbed around his shoulders to not let him too far away.

It felt like ages of Kurt moaning and whimpering into his mouth with his knuckles grazing against Blaine's thigh. He kept reminding himself not to rut his erection against Kurt's ass but he was throbbing and needed something to happen soon or he would end up putting his hand around it instead.

"Lube… your dick… now," Kurt groaned into Blaine's mouth, his hand moving slowly and his ass bucking backwards so Blaine really could feel his every movement,

Blaine took a flustered second to grasp Kurt's words before he bent down to pick the lube up from the sheets. On his way up he kissed Kurt's hipbone, amazed that he was even able to work from that straining angle.

"Holy shit!" Blaine nearly screamed, his voice high pitched and a close-to-pain spreading in his pelvis. How stupid did a person have to be to forget to warm up the lube before spreading it?!

Kurt was panting in front of him and Blaine was happy that he was too busy elsewhere to look at him, because it was definitely embarrassing that he couldn't even lube up himself before fucking his boyfriend.

When he was done Kurt was moaning his name under his breath, looking like he was to far away to even realize that Blaine was there, so Blaine bent down his head to kiss over his shoulder blades making his moaning reduce to a whimper.

"Blaine. Blaine… Blaine - do it, please," Kurt begged and let his free hand clash against Blaine's hip to pull him closer.

"Yes. Yes, Kurt. Yes… what do you… what do I do?" Blaine asked flustered and felt like his heart was shrinking in his chest.

Kurt turned his head so he had as good as possible a view to Blaine before he arched his back a little. He slid his fingers out of his ass with weak moan but let his hand stay to have a firm grab around his cheek to hold him open before he pushed so his crack was lined with Blaine's hard dick.

"Take a handful of that delicious cock of yours, and just push into my ass. It might sting a little at first, but it'll be over soon. Just come close to me, darling and it will be easier," Kurt crooned and grabbled at Blaine's hip.

"Take a deep breath and kiss me. Just… do it at your own speed. I'll wait for you as long as you need. Forever, baby, we'll have forever," Kurt assured him and accepted when Blaine stumbled forward to let their mouths meet in a mess.

He took a deep breath and grabbed around the root of his dick as he had seen Kurt do before. He moved so close to Kurt as he possibly could and grabbed around his hip, probably a little harder than he should have but he was incapable of thinking clear.

And he pushed. He let his head find its way between Kurt's cheek and pushed slowly. At first it hurt because he had to push next to Kurt's fingers, but as soon as he found his hole Kurt's hand flew away to grasp around Blaine's tie.

The feeling was wet and sharp. Getting his head through the rim was terrible and amazing in one time. He couldn't stop wondering whether Kurt had ever bottomed before, but he had to convince himself that this was his first time because he couldn't stand the thought that anyone had ever been as lucky as he was in that moment.

"It's good, honey. Ugh - you're doing good, sweetheart. Come on, all the way in," Kurt panted through gritted teeth and Blaine started to consider if he had meant that it would sting for himself or for Blaine.

"Are you okay? Should I… I can stop," Blaine offered, afraid to hurt Kurt, but silently praying that he wouldn't let him stop.

Kurt tugged a little harder on his tie and pushed his ass backwards, forcing Blaine a little deeper inside, causing sparks to run through him from the surprise.

"Just do it! Fucking do it!" Kurt demanded and Blaine knew that there was nothing else to do than obey.

He grasped a little harder, took a deep breath and closed his eyes - and snapped forward. He was in. He could feel Kurt surrounding him, like he was sucking him and demanding him to stay in his body.

"Fucking Christ! Of all guys… I have to… fall in love with… one with a big cock!" Kurt was swearing and his head fell forwards.

Had it been any other moment Blaine would have blushed and giggled to himself, but as he was sitting on his knees with his dick so deeply buried in Kurt ass that he could feel his cheeks on his balls he figured he was pretty much past blushing for now.

"You love it," Blaine dared himself to heave out against his neck and let his lips slide sloppy over the sweaty, pale skin.

"That's cause you have the best cock," Kurt grinned and rubbed his cheek against Blaine's curls.

"Come on - fuck me. Work those hips for me, baby," he said with the most sensual voice Blaine had heard in his life, and Kurt's fingers were in his hair, willing his head up so he could kiss him.

Slowly, Blaine was positive he was moving in slow motion, he started pulling out and pushing back in to a soundtrack of Kurt's voice expressing "ah, oh, yesss" which was only egging him on, willing him to continue.

"More, baby. Faster," Kurt panted, and as Blaine fumbled his way to get a better hold around Kurt so he could fasten his thrusts a little, Kurt made his hand up to grasp around the headboard of the bed.

At first it was awkward. Blaine had no idea what he was doing, and he kept having to convince himself to not just stop. After a moment of fumbling and weird thrusts he let his hand slide around Kurt's torso. His hand found its way over his stomach and up to his chest before down again to take a firm grip - and he found a rhythm.

The new angle for his arm offered good support and he found that it was way easier for him to keep his hips steady working against Kurt's ass. He could feel the way his hole was dragging around his shaft when he pushed in and out and the thought alone made him dizzy.

Kurt turned his head around and caught Blaine's mouth. He couldn't breath, but returned the kiss anyway.

"Yes, Blaine. Yes. So good… I love you so much, baby -"

He had never felt this close to anyone before, and the fact that he got to share this with Kurt and no one else made him overwhelmed and overcome with love to a point where he could scream or cry or sing.

"I love you too. God you're so perfect," Blaine panted into his mouth and was brave enough to throw in one particular hard thrust that made Kurt's head fall backwards and "oh damn, there" to weakly spill over his lips.

Blaine's arm was sliding around Kurt's sweaty skin and he was pretty sure that the sweat between them was serving just as much as lubricant now as the lube itself. Even down his balls could he feel sweat drippling and he knew that he should be disgusted with himself, but all it did was turn him even more on. He could feel himself getting closer, but he didn't want it to end so he tried getting in some hard thrusts instead, making Kurt go "ah, ah, ah - like that" with every movement.

Kurt let his free hand around Blaine's body to slide under his shirt and on to hold on his lower back, pressing him closer to his back, and suddenly Blaine was very aware that he was still in his school uniform. He grinned a little to himself and let his free hand up to release the tie so he could wrap it around Kurt's neck, forcing him to arch his neck for a better kissing angle.

He could feel that he couldn't keep it back anymore. His knees were starting to threaten to buckle under him and his thighs felt like acid. Kurt's hole was so tight around him and he could was sure that he was starting to worry that when he finally let go he would pass out.

"Come in me. Fill me up, Blaine -"

The way Kurt was moaning his name with such need and affection pushed him over the edge. A whirlpool was roaming in the pit of his stomach and he was headed straight for the abyss. Acid was running through his veins and lava was boiling in his sac before it exploded and shot like fireworks through his shaft to fill up Kurt's hole.

"Kurt, yes. God!" He nearly screamed into Kurt's mouth with euphoria swimming over his brain, and he could swear that he could feel the way his come was filling up around his cock inside of Kurt while his hips were shutting against Kurt's ass and Kurt's fingers were digging into the skin on his back with eager whimpers of "I love you, I love you so much."

He was nothing. Dissolved to a limp shell of himself as he was clinging to Kurt. Not even his lips were moving anymore, and even though it was painful the way his chest was heaving against Kurt's shoulders he didn't have the strength to move.

Kurt's arms dumped down from where he had been grasping a hold of the headboard and his other hand slid away from Blaine's back. His forehead was resting against the cool wood of the bed-frame and he was fighting for oxygen.

After a moment he let his hand up to lock around Blaine's on his stomach before he interlaced their fingers so he could remove their hands. He moved away slowly so he could let Blaine's dick slide slowly out of his entrance and Blaine nearly cried from the loss.

Before he knew that Kurt was even doing he had turned around and snuck his hands inside his shirt and blazer so he could fold his arms around Blaine. He rested his head on his shoulder while his lungs were slowly returning to normal.

Blaine couldn't do anything but wrap his arms around Kurt who suddenly seemed so small and vulnerable in his arms, and he couldn't quite figure out if he found it comforting or terrifying.

It was like Kurt fell apart in his arms when he suddenly slid down to curl up on the soiled bedspread under them. He was clearly only waiting for Blaine to join him, and what else could Blaine do than follow?

He only made it to lie down before Kurt cupped his face for a kiss and pulled him in to let their naked, hot bodies slide against each other. He ran his fingers dozily through Blaine's curls and smiled at him with his eyes sparkling.

"Your curls are showing," he said softly and had to fight to keep his eyes open.

"We just… and you just… comment my curls," Blaine chuckled and realized his voice was hoarse and his throat was rasp.

"Yeah. I'm speechless for anything else," Kurt grinned and sighed.

"Do you wanna take a shower with me? And then we can nap -" Kurt suggested, and he seemed so worn out that for a moment Blaine considered that it would be safest to sleep before showering, but he did feel disgusting - covered in sweat and come and spit everywhere, not that he minded, but he sure needed to cool down.

"That sounds perfect," he cooed and kissed Kurt's fingertips before forcing himself up.

"Come on," he smiled and took Kurt's hand to lead him to the bathroom.

"God the… that uniform is probably the sexiest thing in the world," Kurt smiled as he pulled the tie off his neck and threw it on the chair. He turned to open a window before he went to turn on the water.

As soon as Blaine had his blazer and shirt off he joined Kurt who was already under the water streaming down over him. The second he noticed Blaine coming in he pulled him closer like he was afraid to be separated from him for more than a minute at a time.

They held each other close until Blaine was sure it was only a matter of minutes before they would wash down the drain. Then they washed each other over with Kurt's expensive products and helped dry each other off.

Kurt aggressively pulled the bedspread off and pushed the soiled pillows to the floor before he grabbed the towel Blaine had wrapped around himself and threw to the hamper in the corner of his room before he made him lie down. He kissed his forehead and staggered stiffly to the window where he lit up a cigarette and leaned against the desk.

"We should have done that before," he said and blew a cloud of smoke out the window. His eyes were locked on Blaine and felt like he was trying to stare into his soul.

Blaine didn't have any words. All he had was sounds of humming and he couldn't stay awake anymore - all he wanted was for Kurt to come hold him and kiss him again.

When Kurt was finished smoking he butted his cigarette and disappeared into the bathroom. Blaine could hear him brushing his teeth and he couldn't help a giggling escape his mouth from the thought that he would do that for him.

He was quickly back and laid down behind Blaine to hold around him and run his fingers through his wet hair, his other hand running fingertips soothing up and down his ribs.

"You are so sexy, baby. I hope you liked it cause… wow. I will be really happy if you would want to do that again," Kurt mumbled with his lips grazing over Blaine's ear.

"Mhm… wear the uniform or be in you?" Blaine teased with a lazy chuckle as he made his fingers find their way between Kurt's on his hip.

"Both! But I was actually thinking about your dick in my ass. That was so good. I came again from it," he laughed and kissed Blaine's ear.

"But that uniform… I think that if you have to wear clothes you should only wear that. But I better have it washed before you go home. Not sure your family would be cool with you coming home to smell like sex. Though I would love to have you walk around smell like sex, so everyone can know how much we fuck."

Kurt fell silent and Blaine started to let himself fall over to sleep as he figured Kurt was almost there as well.

"I love you, Blaine. Really. Not just… because you are the best fuck in the world. But because you are you," Kurt said, his voice suddenly soft and careful.

"I know. I love you too," Blaine assured him and turned his head to place a sweet kiss on his lips before folding Kurt's arm properly around him so he could fall asleep.