As evening approached, their attention moved completely from the laptop and on to each other. Blaine rolled over in his place lying in front of Kurt. His hand reached up to stroke Kurt’s cheek, trailing down to his neck, before pulling Kurt in for a kiss. Kurt’s hands wrapped tighter around Blaine’s waist pulling him closer, before slipping up the back of Blaine’s shirt. Kurt’s tongue darted out, licking Blaine’s lips needing more of him. As their tongues danced, caressed and tasted each other’s mouths, Blaine began working the button of Kurt’s shirt, wanting to see his prefect smooth chest.

Almost as soon as Blaine began to push the shirt off Kurt’s shoulders, Kurt positioned himself on top of Blaine giving him a perfect view of his torso. Kurt sat there panting for a minute, taking in the look on Blaine’s face as his eyes traced the lines and curves of Kurt’s body. Kurt had never felt as cherished as he did seeing the look of pure love in Blaine’s eyes. Kurt leaned down, trailing kisses down Blaine’s neck, a growl of frustration came from Kurt as he encountered the collar of Blaine’s shirt. A chuckle answered, as Blaine helped Kurt remove his own shirt. A satisfied smile grew on Kurt as he returned to Blaine’s neck peppering it with more kisses.

Kurt began to suck gently at Blaine’s neck, nibbling and marking his skin. A groan of pleasure release from Blaine before he jerked away. Kurt sat up, trying to figure out what he did wrong. Seeing Kurt’s slightly hurt expression Blaine explained, “Shouldn’t we talk about this first? I mean what are we doing?”

Kurt smiled mischievously down at Blaine, “I thought we agreed that we would do what comes naturally, and if either of us were uncomfortable we would talk about it. Are you uncomfortable with this?”

Blaine smiled too, “No, not uncomfortable at all.”

“Then less talking, if one of us becomes uncomfortable, we stop and talk.” Kurt said before leaning forward and captured Blaine’s lips again. As their kisses became more frantic, Blaine’s hands moved lower. No longer caressing and exploring his chest, but playing with the waist band of Kurt’s pants. Kurt’s paused in his ministrations with Blaine’s neck to sit up and stare in Blaine’s eyes.

“I want to see you.” Kurt whispered, his voice low and rough.

Blaine’s tried to reply, but found his voice stuck in his throat, so merely nodded. Kurt moved slowly down Blaine’s body, running his hands down the length of his torso. He could see the obvious bulge in Blaine’s jeans, the sight made Kurt’s breath catch. He toyed for a moment with the waist band to the jeans before moving to the button. Kurt looked once more at Blaine, looking for any sign of apprehension in his face. Seeing none, he slowly released the button from its buttonhole and slid down the zipper. Kurt sat to one side of Blaine while he slipped his jeans down his body.

Kurt marveled at the sight before him, Blaine laid out in front of him in only a pair of white boxer briefs, the color contrasted nicely with his tanned skin. Kurt ran a hand up Blaine’s leg, from ankle to hip, amazed at how different it felt from his own. Before he could do anything else, Blaine sat up capturing Kurt’s waist with his hands.

“You too,” he whispered, moving his hands to the button on Kurt’s jeans. It was almost a dance, Blaine moving above Kurt, who lay down on the bed, in almost the same position Blaine just left. Kurt’s silky red boxer briefs, accented the paleness of his skin. Blaine felt the smooth, soft skin of Kurt’s legs, before kissing up his chest to meet his lips. Kurt’s hand reached out and found its way to Blaine’s hip, pulling him down, bringing him closer. Between their bodies their erections rubbed deliciously, sending waves of excitement through them, intensifying the kiss. Kurt bucked his hips up, seeking the fabulous friction again.

Once Blaine’s lips moved down Kurt’s neck, leaving his free, Kurt groaned, “I want to see you, all of you.”

Instead of replying Blaine kissed down Kurt’s chest to his stomach before sitting back. He teased the waistband of Kurt’s underwear causing him to thrust the woefully empty air above him. With a sexy smirk, Blaine relieved Kurt of his last barrier. Blaine moaned at the beautiful sight before him. Without waiting for a response, Kurt flipped them over so he was on top again. “I said I wanted to see you,” he growled teasingly. Kurt wasted no time teasing, instead he pulled off Blaine’s boxer briefs quickly wanting to finally see him. Kurt’s heart hammered in his chest as he looked down on the man below him. He didn’t have long to admire what he saw, as Blaine took the opportunity to pull him down into a hard, urgent kiss.

Their tongues danced together, neither able to get enough of the other. Their erections brushed up against one other, eliciting moans and gasps from the two. Kurt’s lips left Blaine’s as he burned kisses into his cheek and neck, before sucking and nipping at his earlobe. “I want to touch you,” Blaine cried, trying to reach between their rutting bodies.

Kurt rolled them on their sides, parting them slightly. Blaine snaked his hand down, and caressed one finger up and down Kurt’s throbbing dick causing him to gasp Blaine’s name. Hearing the wanton sounds coming from Kurt’s sweet lips, was all the encouragement Blaine needed to envelope Kurt’s shaft with his hand.

Kurt was overcome, his senses working in overdrive. He was feeling too much, but not nearly enough. He needed to feel Blaine’s cock in his hand. The smooth warm skin felt like it belonged in Kurt’s silky hand. Kurt could hear the growls and moans erupting from his loves throat. He could taste the sweat and sweetness of Blaine and his kissed and licked and sucked where ever he could reach. His vision blurred and sharpened with each stroke. Each of Blaine’s features seemed sharper and more defined hand he had ever seen them before. The smell of sweat and what Kurt could only describe as sex filled his nose, driving his passion further, deeper than ever before. Each nerve in Kurt’s body seemed to be dancing, burning everywhere Blaine’s hands, lips or body touched. He felt a vaguely familiar coiling sensation in the pit of his stomach radiating out. He knew he was about to cum, but never had it felt like this. Never before had he felt like every inch of his body could explode at any minute.

His own hand continued to move, his own lips continued to rove over Blaine’s body. Just when he thought he would die from the sensory overload, he heard Blaine call his name once more, before something stick and warm splattered his chest. Seeing, feeling and knowing that Blaine had cum, was enough to send Kurt over the edge, his vision spotting and calling Blaine’s name in a mantra of ‘I love you’s.

They found each other’s lips again, their kisses easing from frantic to slow and loving. Kurt looked deep in Blaine’s eyes and whispered, “I love you so much.”

One more kiss and Blaine replied, “I love you too.” They lay in a state of sated bliss for a few minutes, before Blaine reached for some tissue to clean them off. They lazily replaced their underwear, before snuggling in each other’s arms and drifting off to sleep.