The motel room was quite modern, all dressed up for something special. It may have been something to do with the fact it was going to be for someone's wedding night however they cancelled last minute, cheating wife, Blaine thought when the office told him. There was a large bed with soft looking sheets and a painting of a child with a red balloon which totally freaked out Kurt. There was only one door in the small room leading to the bathroom. Both men thought it was very clean for a motel.

“Well, I hope no one died in here” Blaine coughed trying to lighten the mood.

“What are we doing Blaine?” Kurt asked, his voice raspy.

“We are...” But he was cut off with the perfect sensation of Kurt's lips on his. He slowly gave in and let down his barriers. Kurt's tongue darted in and instantly their tongues brushed, making Blaine growl a low deep sound.

The air around them became very hot and stuffy. Both men grasping at each other's top, neither caring for creases.

When mouths weren't enough, Kurt's tongue guided its way across Blaine's lower lip, tugging slightly for entrance. Without hesitation Blaine granted Kurt's wish and both tongues were tasting, dancing together.

Blaine had no idea what was going on. When Kurt finally pulled away for air both rested their foreheads against one another, gasping for air. When Blaine had obtained enough oxygen in his brain for it to function he pulled away out of Kurt's grasp.

“Blaine what the-” But before he could continue a flushed Blaine began shouting.

“Kurt you're...you're engaged” He ran a hand over his mouth and down his chin before adding “to my brother!” with a wild gesture from both hands. He was pacing now alternating between a thumb in the mouth and his hand on his forearm or both hands clenched at the sides, the room wasn't very big but him pacing seemed to annoy Kurt to no end.

“Blaine I don't know what I'm doing I mean...I love Coop I do but it's not... I don't know” He whined the last words, flumping down on the bed, legs still attached to the floor, head halfway up the bed on the quite clean duvet.

Neither boys knew what to do. Blaine was pacing, thinking. He knew what Cooper had done to Kurt. He knew Kurt wasn't safe with Cooper, never again would he but they hadn't known each other long Blaine couldn't control and plan out Kurt's life for him. He was torn. No matter what path he went down he wouldn't let his brother and Kurt together. He could either be the boyfriend who helped Kurt trough this and would be hated most likely by his brother for the rest of his life and no doubt will his Mum and Dad judge him even though they knew what Coop did or he could be a friend, but he wouldn't be able to hang around Kurt forever...his brain was going to explode.

Kurt's mind raced. Yes he had been abused by Cooper, he doesn't mind, he deserved it of course he did but what he didn't want was to go through this alone. They were only on the boarders of friends but he needed more from Blaine, he needed reassurance and someone who would support him even if Kurt was being selfish beyond compare. He was going to do it. After all this was still their date. Well sort of date thing...Oh to hell this was their fucking date.

But Blaine beat him too it. He laced his hand into Kurt's so he could pull him up, his bum still remaining on the bed. Blaine looked down at him, his pupils blown even though they had only snogged, three minutes ago. Kurt couldn't wait any longer but Blaine being the sex god he is saw this and connected his lips softly to Kurt's.

This kiss was slower more meaningful. This was their real first kiss.

Blaine straddled Kurt's legs and never broke the kiss. This was all about making him feel better, making Kurt feel worth something and almost everything to Blaine. Kurt wanted to deepen the kiss and without hesitation Blaine accepted, tongues gliding and brushing.

Both men, Kurt especially, were growing hard. Very very hard. With being so close both boys could feel each others arousal and while they were full on tongue-ing now Blaine gave an experimental grind of his hips against Kurt which caused him to call out quietly “Christ” almost whispered it but Blaine thought it was the sexiest thing he had ever heard in the whole of his sex life. He wasn't going to last long. He didn't want to do...the thing...he had to explain to Kurt about that later. Instead he was going to give Kurt to most mind blowing blow job. Well soon, right now he was sucking quite hard on a spot by Kurt's neck. The yellow jumper Kurt was wearing was making him so hot so Blaine pulled it off after examining his mouth tattoo on the porcelain skin. He couldn't wait any longer and pulled off his grey t shirt too leaving Kurt's torso naked.

Blaine just...stared. He couldn't do anything else. Literally. No matter how much he wanted to his eyes kept dancing their way to the pink and erect nipples. They clashed with the paleness of his skin and the smoothness of his flat, perfect stomach. Before Kurt could say anything Blaine's tongue licked up against the right pink stub.

“Jesus Blaine” His hands scraped at the curls that were trapped in a gel prison. He kneaded Blaine's head, trying to get a grip on a curl or two as the mouth that was on his right moved to his left, rolling the nipple between his teeth gently.

He didn't want to waste any more time so he unbuttoned Kurt's fucking tight ass purple jeans (with a lot of difficulty, so much in fact Kurt had to help which resulted in both laughing) with a lot of tugs he got them off Kurt completely and threw them somewhere around the room.

All that was left was Kurt's underwear. Sorry not underwear, fucking jock strap. It was literally the hottest shit Blaine had ever seen. Blaine began to mouth at the head of Kurt's dick through the material which made him cry out in pleasure, his fingers now grasping a few loose curls.

“Blaine...”Kurt whispered “please” he begged “please please. Please!” He was almost coming just from Blaine doing that!

Blaine knew it was wrong, of course he did, Kurt was cheating but Coop wasn't exactly the nicest to him. But at that moment right there he didn't care. All cares about Kurt about his Mom about collage about University about NAYDA about the future all faded away and he only concentrated on making Kurt feel wanted.

He didn't bother wasting time because he knew Kurt wasn't going to say no, he pulled on the jock strap and Kurt's sizable length sprung, actually sprung free. Blaine just left the underwear on his ankles before going close up to the purple throbbing head. He breathed a few times winding Kurt up, he could hear him sighing and trying not to squirm.

“So hot.” Blaine said quickly before placing his hand on Kurt's balls and massaging them.

“OH GOD BLAINE!” Kurt called out when his tongue licked the whole underside of his cock. “Please!” This one wasn't whispered or quite, it was load and he threw his head back moaning as Blaine took him whole.

“Just like...ahhjjkkkdggggg just there OH BL...BLAINE!” Kurt really was the sexiest thing, his voice was so hot, so demanding so so sexy! Blaine looked up through his lashes, a steady rhythm building, Kurt's head was thrown back so far, his neck had a purple bruise forming from earlier where Blaine's lips had previously been. He had seen some of Kurt's bruises and made a note that next time, the real time they had sex (which they will have, they will) he would promise to kiss them all. All the scars and horrible things he left on Kurt, although Blaine thought Kurt was so beautiful, no matter how many scars, no matter how many bruises he was: perfect.

He changed his methods and began lightly licking the head which received a very load groan from Kurt, very low for him and one fist went to the sheets, he was grabbing so hard his knuckles were white with pain and strain.

After he lapped it a few times he went back to bobbing back into a rhythm bringing Kurt closer and closer to orgasm , getting himself harder and harder if that was at all possible.

He knew Kurt was close when he began to pant. “Oh...oh God...oh Jesus Christ Blaine. Right there...yes yes don't...don't stop..nnnhgggggg” Blaine hummed around his prink, his hand at the base, pumping at the same rhythm his mouth was doing. It was too much and Kurt came, hard with “Blaine” on his lips, muttering and muttering again and again until Blaine had swallowed all the semen. He gave Kurt's softening dick a small hum before coming off with a pop.

“Oh God...Blaine was...that was” He grabbed Blaine and pulled him into a messy hot kiss, tasting himself slightly.

“Your turn” he kissed Blaine's lips before lingering on his lips and growling “Babe”. Blaine groaned and smashed their lips together.

Kurt didn't have the patience to take off Blaine's top but it seemed Blaine wanted to so they parted (much to Kurt's annoyance) but he didn't complain when he saw Blaine's toned Caramel abs. They stared into each other's eyes while Kurt stroked down Blaine's stomach, never breaking eye contract. He undone Blaine's chino zip in one swift movement, Blaine had to remove them which again had them both laughing but before they could get too carried away giggling Kurt saw that in the process of removing his pants Blaine had also removed his underwear.

“Oh my...fuck Blaine you're-” Blaine didn't have time for this. He was going to come any second and he didn't need any other added time. They began to snog again, Kurt's dick was soft and he wasn't going to get it up again, after the orgasm he had had minutes ago so he wrapped his hand over Blaine's length and stroked experimentally.

“Fuuuuck” Blaine screwed his eyes shut and began to rock his hips so his dick got that pressure he needed. Kurt wanted to hear Blaine's dirty words so he kept to nibbling his lip instead of kissing him to death while watching Blaine and working his hand.

“Blaine...how does it...oh is it ok?” He was concerned he wasn't good enough but Blaine moaned and began giving instructions, god it was so freaking hot!

“Faster...bit faster oh God YES! Bit harder...” Kurt was doing all Blaine said and it was working he was panting and had his head in Kurt's nook between his collar bone and neck. They were both sweating so so much. It was so so hot.

“Oh Kurt...Oh fucking hell I'm so close...so there OH GOD THERE!!” He came in between them, panting very loudly.

“That...that was amazing!” Blaine said stroking Kurt's cheek blindly as he still had his head in the nook of Kurt's neck.

“It really was.” Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's sweaty. “Come on, I know you're tired, so am I but we need to get cleaned up!” They laughed quietly and began to clean.

Both were going to sleep in their underwear but they put towels down as not to be too sticky. Blaine wanted Kurt to feel loved...no too soon, not loved, appreciated. That's the word. Appreciated. He spooned Kurt and both drifted off to the same thought.

Both knew they had to talk about what they had just done. Both knew had to talk about Cooper and everything. But right there they were safe and that's all that mattered. For now they were safe.