As Kurt pulled away, Blaine whispered blushing their lips together, “What was that for?”

“I have missed you so much.” Kurt almost groaned, “God, I am so spoiled having you just minutes away, I don’t like not seeing you,” kiss, “talking with you,” kiss, “kissing you,” kiss, “touching you.” Kurt pulled back enough to once again look at Blaine.

“I can’t wait til we are back in New York and I can see you as much as I want.” Blaine sighed, bringing Kurt into another long, slow passionate kiss. Kurt backed away, bringing Blaine with him further into the room. He grabbed Blaine’s shirt slowly unbuttoning it, purely by feel. Each button slipped out of its hole under Kurt’s steady delicate touch. The sound that escaped their throats was almost primal, filled with want and need, but laced with love and adoration.

Before Blaine could even try to remove Kurt’s shirt, his hands hand moved down to the buckle of Blaine’s belt, before moving on to unbutton his pants. A gasp of surprise joined the sound of Kurt kissing and licking down Blaine’s neck and chest as he lowered Blaine’s pants, brushing lightly over his clothed erection. Still slightly crouching, swirling his tongue teasing Blaine’s right nipple, Kurt sneaks his hands into the back of Blaine’s underwear. With a gentle squeeze, Kurt pulls Blaine’s hardness against his stomach, eliciting a groan of, “Kurt!”

Before Blaine knew what was happening, Kurt was out of his grip, kneeling in front of him. Kurt gently removed his shoes and socks, glancing up occasionally to give Blaine a loving smile. Once Blaine’s pants were completely off, Kurt’s hands reached up, and began easing Blaine’s boxers off. Kurt’s breath hitched when he realized he was eye-level with Blaine’s hard, throbbing cock.

Kurt leaned forward slightly and kissed gently at Blaine’s inner thigh, causing his cheek to brush lightly against his erection. “Wait!” Blaine called from above him. Kurt sat back on his feet looking up at the man he loved, groaning slightly as his skinny jeans rubbed against his own erection. “I want to see you first.” Blaine whispered, offering his hand to Kurt.

Kurt took it and allowed Blaine to lead him closer to the bed. As Kurt’s knees bumped the bed, Blaine began unbuttoning Kurt’s vest hastily removing it before pulling his shirt over his head. Kurt’s heart stuttered as Blaine ghosted his tongue over his nipple while working on the button of his pants. Kurt’s hips jutted forward when Blaine’s knuckles rubbed down his dick while lowering his zipper. Blaine lowered Kurt’s pants, then pushed him gently so he sat propped on the edge of Blaine’s bed. His hands swiftly unlaced Kurt’s knee high boots, one at a time, removing them, along with his socks. His hands smoothed up Kurt’s legs before grabbing his jeans to peel them off as well, shedding one more layer between them.

Kurt’s black briefs clung to him, contrasting with his alabaster skin, his girth prominent, anxious for release from the tight confines. In moments Blaine had Kurt bare, lying back on the bed, pulling him down on top of him. Their mouths met again, tongues pressed, tasting each other’s mouths in turn. Blaine trailed kisses down Kurt’s neck, licking and nipping as he went, spurred on by the lustful noises coming out of those kiss bruised lips. He worked his way down to Kurt’s chest, pausing to suck and bite a mark right over Kurt’s heart, before returning to his mouth.

Kurt rolled them over, taking the position on dominance once more. His kisses trailed further down, crossing Blaine’s stomach to his hips and began working on marking him as well. As he crawled back up Blaine’s body, his hand found Kurt’s cock and slowly began pumping. Kurt’s words were stuttered as he panted in Blaine’s ear, “I… I… want to… t-taste… taste you. Oh god! I… please… l-let me… let me… Blaine! Let me… s-s-suck you.” A deep guttural moan punctuated Kurt’s plea, a sound far lower than anyone would have expecting coming from Kurt Hummel. A equally wanton moan and a nod was the only coherent answer Blaine could supply as he released his hold on Kurt’s member.

The friction as Kurt slid down Blaine’s body, coupled with the thought of Blaine hard in his mouth, almost sent him over the edge. Kurt wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do, this was of course new to him, all he knew is he wanted Blaine in his mouth he wanted to taste him. It was more than a want it was a need to make Blaine feel good, to keep those delicious noises filling the room. Pre-cum glistened on the tip of Blaine’s cock, calling to Kurt to taste it, to know one of the remaining secrets between the two.

As Kurt leaned down to take his first experimental lick, as if his dick anticipated it, it twitched, jumped like it was trying hard to get closer to Kurt’s mouth. Instead of licking it, Kurt took the head into his mouth as if it was a popsicle, licking and sucking. He hummed in appreciation of the salty intriguing taste. Kurt heard Blaine’s breath catch and filed the information away. Making sure to cover his teeth, Kurt lowered his head, taking more of Blaine in his mouth. The weight of Blaine in his mouth, the fullness was exquisite, making Kurt want more, have more.

He bobbed his head, rolling his tongue sucking, taking his cues from the noises coming from the man above him. Blaine’s hands found their way to his hair, clutching and holding him, gently guiding him in the pressure and speed he sought. Kurt quickly learned to place a hand on Blaine’s hips to keep him from thrusting involuntarily, after nearly gagging when Blaine’s head hit the back of his throat. As he mouthed at Blaine’s dick, Kurt rutted against the bed.

When his jaw began to ache, Kurt replaced his mouth with his hand, and began licking and sucking at the beautiful man’s balls. The gasps and moans spurred him on once more. Kurt moved back up taking Blaine once more in his mouth, he could feel it pulsing against his tongue. Blaine groaned, “Kurt… Kurt… so... close,” as he tried to tug Kurt up and off of him. Kurt, however, wasn’t ready to stop tasting and feeling Blaine in his mouth. With a cry of Kurt’s name, Blaine came, arching his back. The cum spurted into Kurt’s waiting mouth surprising him. Kurt hadn’t thought about whether to swallow or not, but once his mouth began to fill, he swallowed it down, revealing in the taste. As the taste spilled down his throat, and with one final thrust, Kurt came gasping.

Blaine pulled Kurt up, both still panting, and they clung to each other as their breathing returned to normal. “Your turn?” Blaine asked kissing Kurt.

“You were so hot, and tasted so good… I couldn’t help myself. You’ll have to wash your comforter though,” Kurt admitted blushing. They pushed the soiled bedspread onto the floor, covered their sweaty still trembling forms with the remaining blankets. Entwined with one another, they fell into a contented sleep after a few slow kisses.