The bus trip felt long. Blaine knew that it was nothing compared to their trip to Washington the previous year, but somehow this was heavier and weighed his heart down. However, he still felt it like a dark cloud was drifting off his body and soul. As scary as this was it seemed like the only right thing left for him, for them.

When they reached New York it was late. Very late. They couldn't get a train before the next morning, so they found the cheapest hotel possible.

The room was tiny and smelled vaguely of bleach. The lights were shaky and the sheets felt like they had been washed so many times they could break any second. The room held two tiny beds. Of course it did when they were two guys asking for one room and the receptionist had raised an eyebrow by their request.

"Don't think for a second I'm sleeping alone," Kurt declared as they had their first look around the room.

"Don't think for a second I'd let you," Blaine smiled dozy at him and grabbed his hand.

They let their bags drop to the floor in a corner. They found out their toothbrushes and hurried to get it over with before Kurt curled up in Blaine's arms and they both fell into a dark, heavy sleep. Apparently it was more exhausting than they had thought to sit on a bus and do nothing for a few hours.

The next morning they got up early and took a long shower together, taking enough time to hold each other without moving under the running water for long enough time for their skin to wrinkle up.

When they left the hotel they returned the key to the receptionist. The same lady as the night before. Blaine couldn't stop himself and placed a long kiss on Kurt's lips, grinned at the lady staring shocked at them and then they left.

They found a place to get some breakfast and had to wait for the train for ten minutes. The day was steaming hot and all Blaine really wanted was to be in the garden with his guitar or comic books, or to be in a pool without a care in the world. Instead he was dying from the heat in an uncomfortable train seat, but every time Kurt squeezed his hand a little tighter he realized how happy he was exactly where he was even though he had no idea what was waiting for them.

As he was sitting in his train seat with Kurt's legs resting across his lap and Kurt's head resting on Blaine's shoulder with a silent snoring in his ear Blaine watched the landscape fade away outside the window and the reality of their situation was buzzing around his mind.

At that point they didn't have a life anywhere, no strings attached - all they had was each other, and a possibility of creating exactly whatever future they wished to. He found it astounding and poetic. This was where he was meant to be.

When they reached San Francisco they didn't go to the address Kurt had written down on his notepad for the people they would be staying with. On the train they had agreed that for their first night they would find a nice hotel to be together without any worries, so they did.

It was bit pricey for what they figured they could afford, but they agreed that it was okay since they were there and they would do their best to get jobs as soon as they had settled down and was starting to get used to the new town and the new people.

This room had a nice double bed. First thing Kurt did was to throw his bags to the floor to attack the bed jumping the mattress like a child out of control. Blaine was laughing hysterically by the sight, but Kurt quickly had him join.

When they fell down they were heaving for breath, but couldn't stop laughing. They wrapped their arms around each other and covered each other in kisses before they fell asleep.

When they woke up it was late evening. It wasn't dark yet, but the sun was threatening to set any minute, so they changed their clothes to something that didn't smell like traveling and agreed to get out to find some food.

It was strange to walk down the street without everyone staring after them when they realized they were holding hands or when they saw that Kurt was dressed in a red sarong. It was liberating and Blaine felt so happy that he could scream or cry or dance.

They agreed for Blaine to get them some food from a little store while Kurt used the restroom. He picked up a lot of different fruit, bread and chocolate before he met Kurt outside and they walked to a beach Kurt knew was a little away. Apparently he and Puck had been there a few times when they had been in San Francisco together.

"Here you go. This reminded me of you," Blaine smiled. He found out a flower he had picked up at the store. He showed it to Kurt before he put it behind his ear. He had no idea what kind of flower it was, but it was pink drifting into white, reminding him of the Hawaiian flowers he had once seen Kurt draw. It was only around a week ago, but after everything that had changed it felt like it had been in another life - that their time in Lima had been another life.

"It's beautiful, Stardust. Just like you," Kurt grinned and threw his arms around Blaine to let them fall into the sand while kissing him deeply.

It was like it was the most natural thing in the world. They were at a beach, far from what had once served as their home with a few people walking by them with their dogs or holding hands, and Blaine let Kurt kiss him in front of those people. He couldn't do anything but kiss him back.

They ate while watching the rest of the sun disappearing down the water. The golden and red light was beautiful over the beach, and Blaine was sure that Kurt belonged in a sunset like that. When they were so full they nearly couldn't move they fell to the sand with their hands locked between them.

It quickly turned dark. Much quicker than Blaine had expected, or maybe it just felt like that because he was having such a good time. When the stars started peeking out on the sky that was gradually turning darker Kurt moved to rest his head on Blaine's shoulder.

They stayed in the sand watching the stars, without saying much. Only a little wind was blowing around them so it wasn't even cold and Blaine figured that he would quickly get used to their new life if every day could be like this.

Suddenly Kurt stood up and started stripping off his clothes while Blaine watched confused. It wasn't until he started walking towards the water, completely naked, that Blaine realized what he was doing. He hurried to get rid off his own clothes so he could follow.

The water was comfortable, nearly hot, and it didn't take long for Blaine to not care that he was naked. There weren't anymore people around them and hadn't been for a long time, so it wasn't like he expected someone to surprise them by showing up. They could still hear cars and the usual big city noise, but it was far away from the beach where trees and bushes were shielding them from the town so they were alone, hidden in their own world.

Kurt splashed water into his face and Blaine returned fire with a laugh. It quickly developed into a heated game, and as there was nowhere to hide neither of them was safe. Blaine locked his arms around Kurt's waist and dragged him down so they fell into the water.

They fought back to the surface with laughter and ended up sitting at the sandy bottom hidden by the water from their waist and up. It was hard not to keep on laughing even though there wasn't anymore to laugh about, except the fact that they were free and together - and completely alone. More alone than they had ever been.

"You're beautiful," Kurt whispered as he looked at Blaine with his wet hair clasping to his forehead and his eyes shining through the dark.

His lips were wet and full, his grin wide enough to lay down an army. His skin was nearly silver in the light from the moon shining down on them and before Blaine knew it he had thrown himself on top of him.

He wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist and Kurt quickly had his arms around Blaine's to make sure they didn't fall back into the water. Blaine was looking down at him, enjoying how he for once had taken the first step to do something impulsive to surprise Kurt.

"You're just saying that because you wanna kiss me," he teased and nudged Kurt's cheek with his nose, Kurt chuckling so much both of their bodies were vibrating against each other.

"Oh I do wanna kiss you. But I really think that you are beautiful," Kurt said with a smile.

"I see. Could it be possible that you want something more than just a kiss? That's not very virtuous of you, mister," Blaine grinned and started kissing his way down Kurt's cheek, over his ear and down his neck.

He could feel Kurt's body grow tense under him, but not in a bad way so he continued letting his lips travel around his skin, caressing him gently, ghosting over his shoulder in a way that made Kurt express an involuntary moan.

He had definitely turned hard himself. How could he not when he was at the beach and wrapped around his naked boyfriend? He could feel Kurt being hard against him as well and Kurt had let his fingers bury in his wet curls. It would have been a disaster if the situation didn't turn him on.

"Beach sex?" Kurt asked with a chuckle and bucked his hips upwards so Blaine could feel his head pushing against his hole.

"I wouldn't exactly fight you if you tried something," Blaine grinned and let his tongue trace up the shell of his ear, shivers running through Kurt, their nipples going hard against each other's chest.

"Good, cause here's no way I could wait until we get back to the hotel," Kurt grinned and started kissing, licking and sucking the tanned skin on Blaine's neck, his hand disappearing between them to lock around Blaine's cock.

Blaine bit down in Kurt's earlobe from the feeling, his legs tightening their grip around him while his arms clenched to Kurt's shoulders, his hands pressing their chests together.

He let a hand run down Kurt's chest, a wish to feel his nipple on his tongue running around his brain, but the feeling of Kurt swiping around his cock made it impossible for him to do anything at all.

"Let me fuck you," Kurt begged thickly, his hips jerking upwards, making his hard dick easily slide up Blaine's crack through the water.

He couldn't believe they were doing this. One thing was to be naked together in public that way, but it was definitely something else to have sex in the middle of the night on a public beach. It was the essence of Kurt, and it was everything he wanted to be for Kurt: fun, impulsive, romantic and sexy as hell.

"Yes. Please," Blaine agreed before he caught his mouth, tangling their tongues together with fire shooting through his nervous system.

Kurt released his grip on Blaine's cock and let his palm slide down his shaft, his balls, his scrotum and down to his hole where he let his finger in without warning. His free hand was safely holding on the lower of Blaine's back to make sure he didn't fall, and Blaine was groaning into his hair.

This was how it felt to be adult with a promise of spending the rest of their lives together. This was how it felt to be free and free of worries. This was how it felt to be alive. This was how it felt to be with the boy he loved and no black cloud over their heads with the threat of tearing them apart. This was how it felt to be in love and be loved back.

The wind was starting to go cold against Blaine's heated skin, but the water was still hot and comfortable so he wasn't nervous. Mixed with the way his own body temperature was shooting for the sky from the feeling of Kurt's hands he was sure he wouldn't start to freeze.

Kurt let one more finger enter him and he nearly bit down on his earlobe. He was fucking his fingers in and out, scissoring and pressing against the insides of Blaine's hole.

His head was swimming and he feared that the cocktail of doing this in public and Kurt continuing to press against his prostrate he would come way too fast.

"Shit. Fuck me, Kurt. Please. Now," he groaned and returned his mouth to Kurt's. He couldn't wait for it. He didn't care that it was probably going to hurt for a bit, but it would be worth it. All he needed was to feel Kurt inside him.

For a second Blaine thought that he had done something wrong. Kurt released his hands from their respective places on Blaine's body, making him gush form the feeling of Kurt's fingers exiting his ass.

Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's, but slow, sensual and free of tongue. Blaine couldn't help letting his hand caress caringly down Kurt's cheek.

"I love you," Kurt whispered as he broke off the kiss and looked Blaine in the eyes.

Blaine didn't get to react before Kurt had lowered himself down to support on his arms in the sand bottom of the water, making Blaine's legs down on his sides instead of his back.

From his newfound place with his entire body, except for shoulders and up, covered in water Kurt licked his lips and there was just something in his eyes telling Blaine to come get him, so he leaned down, went directly for his mouth, and let himself disappear into a lusty moment of moaning into each other's mouths.

He slowly retreated from the kiss leaving Kurt whimpering after him, but he sat up straight to reach between his legs to grab Kurt's dick. He held it firm, but carefully, by the root so he could lower himself down, the feeling of Kurt entering him burning, but amazing.

"Mhm, shit!" Kurt burst out as Blaine let himself all the way down. Blaine couldn't stop himself grinning down at Kurt as he started rolling his hips back and forth over Kurt's pelvis.

He couldn't stay sitting up. It was too good, and he nearly fell forward to make his hands rest on Kurt ribs before he found his lips while Kurt dared a hand up to grasp around his ass.

He bucked his hips upwards and Blaine could feel him work against his ass, in his ass. Their skin was slippery in the water and it made it much easier for them to move together. The way his body heat kept rising his skin above the water was drying faster than he thought possible, but all Blaine could focus on was the feeling of Kurt's dick working inside him and the need for Kurt's mouth.

"Fuck. Kurt, you're so good," he moaned against his collarbone.

Blaine let his arm around to let Kurt support his back against his arm so he wouldn't fall down, and then he let his free hand down Kurt's chest. He needed to, his body was screaming for him to do it, so Blaine bent down awkwardly to let his tongue trace over Kurt's taut nipple.

He sucked, licked and kissed with Kurt's fingers caressing around his hair and his thrusts going faster and deeper.

Blaine rushed back to his mouth so he could feel his warm breath into his own mouth and his lips full and wet massaging against his. He rolled his hips forward, rubbing his erection against Kurt's ribs, making Kurt whimper as Blaine tightened stronger around him from the friction.

He could feel them sink deeper into the sand, the pressure and moving from both of them heavy and sliding. There was sand everywhere and the sensation tingling on the inside of his skin made him almost laugh.

"Soon, baby - Blaine!" Kurt groaned against his chin and Blaine grinned at him, moving his head down to bite his lower lip.

Without warning Kurt's hand was on the back of Blaine's hand on his chest. He let their fingers lock before he lifted them to make both of them grab around Blaine's aching cock, and they fisted around him, the water making it easy and the speed quickly going in a high pace.

"You're so sexy, baby -" Kurt gushed out between heaving for air, and Blaine knew that he was close, they both were, and it was unbearable. He didn't want to stop it, it was too good. Sensational, adrenaline feeling like it was filling up his brain, heart and cock.

He was sweating, panting, whimpering - but the heat growing inside of him was much stronger than the heat on his skin. It felt like flames were licking up his veins, fire burning in his stomach and pushing to run to his crotch.

Kurt released his hand and for a moment Blaine prepared to follow almost instantly, but Kurt rushed his hand back to keep him jerking himself off.

"Don't stop. Come on me," he whispered sensually, his eyes full of want and lust and love - need.

Blaine nearly choked on his own tongue, but his hand was swiping faster as he felt Kurt's hand let go so he could grip back on Blaine's hip making his thrusts into Blaine's ass harder.

"Dammit Kurt!" Blaine wailed against his cheek as he couldn't stop the growling in the pit of his stomach. Saltwater had to be running directly into his veins, because his balls were aching and his shaft was pulsing with his come spilling out onto Kurt's chest and down his hand mixing with the water surrounding them.

Kurt kept going. Blaine could feel that he was almost there and couldn't stop tightening, squeezing, his hole like he was never going to let Kurt exit him, and he didn't want to. He wanted Kurt to stay inside him forever.

Kurt groaned and moaned Blaine's name in a cascade of high pitched "fuck yes Blaine" as his hips jerked against Blaine's ass and he could feel him spilling, painting his hole from the inside, making him come himself one more time with his hand pressing hard against Kurt's neck and his other still locked around his cock.

Blaine clasped against Kurt's chest but he could feel that Kurt couldn't hold them up anymore. His arm was trembling and his body was shaking. Blaine let a hand run softly down Kurt's chest, kissing his cheek and panting against his face before he forced himself to sit up, both of his arms locked around Kurt's torso.

Kurt let his hand fall down to push himself to sit up, leftovers of come still pearly white on his chest, a nipple barely visible through the liquid. He locked his hands around Blaine's shoulders and stretched his neck to kiss his chin as Blaine looked down on him, desperate to fight away the colored stars dancing before his eyes so he could see Kurt instead.

"You are amazing," Blaine moaned needy, his voice rasp and low, and his fingers caressing around Kurt's back.

"Jesus that was good," Kurt grinned and placed kisses on Blaine's collarbone with his hands pressing their chests hard together.

Blaine giggled into his hair and it made Kurt chuckle, both of them ending up laughing loudly, the feeling of Kurt's body vibrating under him while still inside him was making him overly sensitive but it didn't matter because that was where Kurt belonged.

"We just fucked - on a beach," Blaine realized and couldn't stop his laughing. It was the most reckless, stupid, thing they had ever done - but it surely was one of the most incredible things ever.

"Promise me it won't be the last time. This was - magnificent. I don't think I've ever come this hard," Kurt crooned hazy, and Blaine knew that it was time. They had to get out of the water before Kurt fell asleep.

"You can fuck me wherever you want, whenever you want - as long as I get to fuck you too," Blaine cooed and let his hands travel down Kurt's muscular arms.

"Let's go back to the hotel. You're exhausted, darling," Blaine said as he could see Kurt's eyes start to swim in their sockets, but he smiled up at Blaine as if he didn't even notice himself.

"Sure. Let's do that," he agreed mumbling and Blaine started to lift himself off Kurt, both of them whimpering from the feeling.

Kurt lowered himself back into the water, washing the come off his chest, light waves brushing against them and suddenly Blaine felt cold and tired. He was completely drained off all energy and the long train travel hit him. He was worn out and needed to hurry back to a bed where he could curl up with Kurt and sleep without worrying.

They silently got out of the water and back to their clothes. Without caring about their clothes getting wet they dressed and did their best to get rid of all the sand.

When Blaine started to walk back towards the hotel Kurt grabbed his hand and stopped him. He pulled him back, letting their torsos clasp together so Kurt could run a hand gingerly down Blaine's cheek.

"This is it. We're finally here. No more worries, nothing to fear. I can't wait to start a new life with you," he whispered. He smelled like saltwater and sex, but the scent of summer rain was still there to drug Blaine's senses they way he always could count on.

"Thank you. For coming here with me," Blaine smiled without knowing what else he could say. To have someone love him enough to give up his life, home and family was bigger than the universe.

"I couldn't do anything else. We're one," Kurt smiled and kissed him gently before letting his hand run down his arm to lock their fingers again.

"Do you wanna marry me?" Blaine asked, surprising himself. Even Kurt looked like he hadn't seen it coming regardless of how Kurt always saw right through him.

"I mean - if it ever gets possible," he stammered, knowing that it wasn't a possibility for them at the moment, but promising himself to fight as hard as he could to one day be able to call Kurt his husband.

"I thought you didn't believe in mar -" Kurt burst out confounded.

"I do if it's with you!" Blaine cut him off firmly. He hadn't noticed that he had changed his mind, he hadn't thought about it, but with the promise of their new life, their new future - together, it seemed like it was right for them.

"I would love to marry you, Stardust," Kurt smiled and squeezed his hand.

The walk back to the hotel was slow and dozy. Everything was so new and colorful - even in the dark of the night. Blaine's senses were craving to run out and explore straight away, but he was too tired and he needed Kurt's closeness more than anything.

Back in the hotel they let their clothes drop to take a quick shower to wash off the sand before they crawled into bed to entangle themselves in each other and fell asleep during caressing and kisses.