Chapter 18

As they took the elevator to the third floor, Blaine stared at his feet, still trying to get over the ordeal he had just bared.  He also remembered suddenly that he hadn’t made his speech in Cooper’s honor, another thing his father would probably hound him on. He couldn’t bring himself to care.

Kurt stood beside him, equally as silent, but then something occurred to him. “Um, Blaine, I didn’t pack anything.”

Blaine’s eyebrows shot up, his mouth forming an “o”. “Right. Um…I didn’t either.”

Kurt started laughing, “Genius. Pure genius.”

“Hey! I just didn’t think that far ahead.”

“Well, obviously you didn’t. Otherwise we wouldn’t be in this situation,” he lifted one slender eyebrow.

The elevator doors opened and Blaine took a step into the hall. He looked at the signs ahead at him, pointing which way to go. He turned right toward room 379, Kurt close on his heels. His eyes shot over to room 381, not meaning to second guess Kurt, but the other boy noticed.

“Just open the door Blaine.”

Blaine nodded and stuck the key card into the slot. He turned the knob and opened the door slowly. It was a fairly large room, just one bed though. He walked into the room, preparing himself for Kurt to change his mind and order him out of the room.

He didn’t.

Kurt walked in after him and headed straight for the bed, plopping down on it.

Blaine eyed him suspiciously and said, “I suppose we’re going to just have to sleep in these,” he waved his hands, indicating the suit he had on.

Kurt didn’t even hesitate before exclaiming, “You have got to be kidding me. Sleep in this? What do you think I am? A hobo? I don’t sleep in nice clothes, Blaine.”

Blaine blushed brightly, “Um..then…”

Kurt rolled his eyes before falling back on the bead, his legs hanging over the edge. “Underwear, Blaine, it’s not that difficult to figure out. That is, unless you’re not wearing any.”

Even though he couldn’t see his face, Blaine could hear the chuckle in his voice. “I, uh, yes. Yes! Of course I’m wearing underwear.”

Kurt laughed again, sitting up on his elbows. “That’s a good thing.” Suddenly something changed in his eyes and he was standing up, taking long strides over to Blaine. When he stood directly in front of him he lifted his left hand and cupped Blaine’s cheek. “Or maybe it isn’t,” he whispered, biting his lip.

Blaine licked his lips, but there was a little bit of nervousness in his now dark auburn eyes. “W-why is that?”

Kurt traced the outline of Blaine jawbone with his finger, lightly. “Is there a reason you asked me to share a hotel room with you tonight, Blaine?” he asked, answering a question with a question.

“Yes, but I don’t…I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with, Kurt.”

Kurt’s eyes widened. “Me, being the one not comfortable? Really, Blaine? The whole reason we’re in this situation is because you were the one feeling uncomfortable.” He pulled his hand away, dropping it back to his side. He began to back away, but Blaine grabbed his hand.

“No! Kurt, you know that’s not what I meant. It’s just…lately, whenever I’ve done anything like that, you tell me how you want to take things slow. So I just figured…you know, we could just sleep together. Not push any boundaries, but just be near each other.” He squeezed Kurt’s hand, hoping he got his point across.

Kurt sighed and moved in close to Blaine’s warmth again. “I know. I know I’ve been…weird about that. But I think it’s…I’m ready now. To take things to the next level with you, Blaine.” He attempted a smile, staring into Blaine’s eyes adoringly.

Blaine’s face broke into a grin, “Really?”

“Really, really,” he affirmed, cheeks flushed.

Blaine leaned in, crashing their mouths together. Kurt opened his mouth for the kiss, cocking his head for a better angle. Their tongues twisted together, a feeling they were already familiar with and Kurt tasted Blaine on his tongue.  The kiss hadn’t begun gentle, and it only got more heated as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt’s middle, holding him close.

Suddenly Kurt felt Blaine’s hands migrating downward and over his ass, but they didn’t stop. Blaine grabbed Kurt’s thighs and lifted him up off the ground. Kurt quickly enveloped Blaine’s waist with his legs, holding himself even closer to Blaine’s form. He had no idea Blaine was that strong. Blaine walked them to the bed, and laid Kurt down on top of the comforter. He straddled Kurt’s hips and bent down to kiss him again, lips lingering. Their breath mingled hotly and Kurt opened his eyes to find Blaine staring back at him.

Blaine kissed the corner of Kurt’s mouth, not breaking eye contact, before kissing a trail down his neck. He found Kurt’s pulse point and his lips stayed there. He sucked on the skin tenderly before looking up at Kurt, eyebrows raised in question.

Kurt looked back into his golden eyes with confusion before laughing breathlessly. He realized Blaine was asking permission to mark him. “Yes. It’s fine, Blaine,” he breathed out. His head seemed to be spinning.

Blaine nodded and went back to giving Kurt’s neck the attention he thought it deserved. The pale skin seemed to be mocking him, just asking to be blemished. He took the skin into his mouth, and heard Kurt let out a small gasp. He nipped at the skin, then pulled back. He ran his tongue across the new spot, attempting to soothe it.  He ran his fingers over his work and then brought his hand up to brush the already damp tendrils of hair out of Kurt’s face.

Blaine brought their lips together again, sucking Kurt’s bottom lip into his mouth. Kurt brought his hands up and worked them at the buttons on Blaine’s shirt. Then Blaine’s mouth froze on his. Kurt raised one slender eyebrow and looked up.

Blaine grunted and stared back down into Kurt’s crystal blue eyes. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“What do you mean?” Kurt asked, confused. As far as he could tell, Blaine had a pretty good grasp on what he was doing.

“I mean, neither of us know what we’re doing. It’s different, right?” he flopped over to the side, no long on top of Kurt.

Kurt turned so he was facing Blaine, sitting up on one elbow. “Yes. It is different. But I…I actually have a good idea what we’re doing.”

Blaine raised his eyebrows, shocked. “You do?”

“Yeah.” Kurt sighed, “High school. My dad. Lots of pamphlets. Lots of graphics and instructions. It was brutal, but I came out all the more informed.”

Blaine nodded, still worried. “Okay. So one of us has to…top, right?” he asked, pulling on any prior knowledge he had.

Kurt laughed brightly. “Yes. It just depends on how you want to go about this.”

“Well since you seem to know more about this, you can top, I guess.”

“Okay, that’s fine.” They stared at each other for a moment, before Kurt decided the pressing erection in his pants just couldn’t wait any longer.

This time, Kurt got on top of Blaine, his lips immediately finding the other man’s. He moaned in Blaine’s mouth, sucking on his tongue a bit. His fingers found their way back to the buttons on his shirt. He fiddled with them, his hands were shaking and he found it difficult to maneuver the little button out of each hole, but he managed. Soon he was pulling the tail of Blaine’s shirt out of his pants and Blaine was helping him to get it off his shoulders.

Blaine lifted his own hands to the buttons on Kurt’s shirt, undoing them one-by-one, but he was too slow and Kurt sat up to do the job himself, throwing it somewhere on the ground when he was done. Then both men were shirtless and Kurt ran his fingers along the smooth planes of Blaine’s chest, sighing contentedly to himself. His fingers trailed down until they reached the button on Blaine’s pants. He undid it and pulled the zipper down.

Looking down his chest at Kurt, Blaine lifted his hips to help him get the pants over his ass. When the pants were off, Kurt tossed them in the general direction their shirts had gone and took off his own pants. As an afterthought, Kurt pulled his socks off and looked at Blaine to do the same. He complied and the only clothing they both still had on was their underwear.

Kurt brought his lips to Blaine’s in a gentle kiss, his fingers working their way into his cap of gel. Blaine reached between them and rubbed at the shape of Kurt’s cock over his briefs. Kurt let out a loud moan at the contact. With the positive response, Blaine decided to reach past the waistband of Kurt’s underwear to where he could grab Kurt’s cock in his hand. Kurt squirmed against his grasp, breath uneven. Kurt gasped against Blaine’s mouth when he made a quick jerk of his hand, using the motions that always felt good when he took care of himself.

Blaine smiled against Kurt’s lips and Kurt felt the urge to glare at him. No one had ever made him fall apart like he was now. No one.

Kurt took control then, climbing back on top of Blaine and pulling his boxers down to his feet before throwing them on the ground.  Kurt took in the light blush that spread across Blaine’s cheeks and smiled.  He bent down and mouthed at the head of Blaine’s very erect cock, just teasing. He heard Blaine moan, and he licked at the precome at the tip. He grabbed the base and pumped his hand down twice before getting off of him. He got off of the bed and heard Blaine groan, “Where are you going?”

Kurt didn’t respond, but instead reached into the pocket of his discarded jeans. He pulled out his wallet and reached inside. He found the two packets he was looking for and made his way back to the bed.

“What’s that?” Blaine asked, seeing the shining silver things in Kurt’s hand.

“A condom,” Kurt said, holding up one of the packets, “And lube.” He held up the other.

“…Lube?”

Kurt rolled his eyes, climbing back onto the bed. “Yes. You’ll realize it’s a very necessary item. That is, if you don’t want to feel too much pain in the morning.”

Blaine nodded, trusting Kurt’s mild expertise in the matter. Kurt crawled over to him and patted the inside of his thigh, indicating that he should spread them. Blaine responded and was then completely open to Kurt who was between his legs. He sat up on his elbows and stared down at Kurt, waiting for him to make the next move.

Kurt placed a soft kiss to the inside of Blaine’s knee and smiled, “Just relax, babe. I’ll take care of you.” He ripped open the packet with his teeth and he squeezed some of the cool gel onto his fingers, warming it with his thumb briefly.  He gave Blaine one last look before taking his index finger to Blaine’s hole, rubbing the puckered skin there.

Blaine let out a strangled grunt and laid back down on bed, trying to relax, which was difficult with Kurt’s finger about to press into him.

Kurt pushed his first finger in and twisted it a bit, giving Blaine the chance to get used to the intrusion. Blaine nodded, hoping Kurt could see him, wanting him to go further. Kurt pushed his finger in all the way and pulled it back out again. He pushed in and out repeatedly until putting a second one in.

Blaine winced at the burn, but it was a good burn. He didn’t shy away. After he got used to the feeling he actually began pushing himself back onto Kurt’s fingers.

“You’re so tight…” Kurt whispered. He listened to the soft noises Blaine was making and couldn’t help reaching his free hand down to touch himself. It was all too much.

He finally added a third finger, this one burning more intensely. Kurt crooked his fingers once and apparently hit Blaine’s protate making him call out Kurt’s name. He loved watching Blaine unravel like this. It wasn’t long before Blaine said, “Okay, Kurt…I-I’m ready.”

Kurt nodded and pulled his fingers out, he grabbed the condom from where he had dropped it. He pushed it over his cock quickly and used the remainder of the lube. He sighed at his own touch, but longed to be inside of Blaine.

He lined himself up with Blaine’s entrance, his body hovering over Blaine’s. “You’re ready?” he kissed his mouth, trying to convey any reassurance Blaine may have needed.

Blaine nodded, just needing Kurt to do it. “Yeah. Yes, please…”

Kurt chuckled and pushed the head of his cock in, just enough for Blaine to whine.

Kurt kissed him again. “Shhh. It’s okay. Just tell me when you’re ready.”

“Okay, just all the way. Please, just…” he managed the words and Kurt listened, pushing in the rest of the way slowly. Blaine’s face contorted beneath him and Kurt wanted to kiss away the pain. He wanted to stop and say he was sorry. He didn’t want to cause Blaine any kind of harm.

But then Blaine told him to move, to do anything, so he did. He started to pull out, until just the tip of his cock was still in Blaine.

“Hard, Kurt. I want to feel it. Please.”

Kurt wanted to say no, that they were going to take it as slowly as necessary, but the desperation in Blaine’s voice and the lustful look in his eyes made him nod his head.

He slammed in to Blaine, making the other man grunt. Kurt pulled in and out, forming a slow rhythm. He found Blaine’s prostate again and he gasped in pleasure each time Kurt hit it. Kurt reached between them and wrapped a hand around Blaine’s cock. He moved his hand in time with his thrusts.

It didn’t take a long time for Blaine start saying, “Oh, god…Kurt. C-close.”

Kurt kept up his rhythm, slamming in and out of Blaine. He felt himself getting closer to the edge as well. He moved his head down capturing Blaine’s lips in another heated kiss.

Kurt stilled his lips, keeping them where they were on Blaine’s, “Come on, Blaine. Come for me, babe,” he whispered.

His words made Blaine fall apart, coming all over Kurt’s fist. He screamed Kurt’s name as he came. Kurt pumped him through his orgasm, smiling. Kurt didn’t slow the pace of his hips, but watching Blaine come apart made his hips stutter, the heat in his stomach coming to a climax. It didn’t take more than three more thrusts for him to come, spilling inside of Blaine, Blaine’s name on his lips. His movements stilled as his orgasm came to a close and he fell against Blaine’s chest. He looked up into Blaine’s hazel eyes.

“Wow…” Kurt whispered.

“Yeah, wow,” Blaine replied, lifting a hand to stroke through Kurt’s now sweaty hair. “That was…”

“Amazing?” Kurt supplied a smile playing on his lips.

Blaine laughed “Yeah. Amazing.”

Kurt rolled over, pulling out of Blaine. He got up off the bed and got a towel from their bathroom. He walked back and cleaned himself and Blaine off. He dropped the towel on the floor, letting it joined the rest of the abandoned fabric. He climbed into the bed next to Blaine and wrapped an arm around his middle, holding him close. “Mmm. Tired.”

Blaine nodded, turning into Kurt’s grasped so he could look into his eyes, with a smile. Silent words seemed to pass between them. “Me too.”

Kurt looked over at him, his eyes bright. Then he closed them, arm still curled around Blaine. Kurt fell asleep, while Blaine smiled over at him. Blaine eventually let himself fall into the sme oblivion Kurt had.