Author's Notes: Blaine and Kurt were walking through New York City again. Blaine had decided to take Kurt out for Valentine's Day. Stopping at the first floral shop he told Kurt to wait outside and went in. He returned with a dozen roses which he preceded to hand to Kurt.

“I think red and yellow are perfect colors for you,” Blaine said. Kurt laughed and took them from Blaine. Blaine kissed Kurt gently.

“Happy Valentine's Day baby,” Blaine said. Kurt hugged him and smiled. Kurt took Blaine's hand and they walked down the street some more. Blaine's cell phone started ringing. He looked at the caller ID. He didn't want to but he knew he had to answer her.

“Hi Blaire,” he answered.

“What are you two doing tonight?” she simply blurted.

“I had plans for Kurt and myself once we got back to our apartment. Something special for tonight.”

“Me and Anna were going to go out to eat if you wanted to tag along,” she said.

“Again...I have plans. Thanks for the offer but I want to do something with Kurt.”

“Okay. Fine. Well we need to do something....even if it's just me and you. I miss when we used to hang out. I loved dragging you everywhere,” she said laughing.

“I know you did. I miss those days too. We just both grew up though and started to live. I promise...we'll do something together once your schedule opens up,” Blaine said.

“Gotcha. Bye little brother,” she said hanging up. Blaine felt bad for doing what he did. He always put Kurt above a lot lately. Especially since Kurt was working on the play and he was busy with the kids at school. He would definitely make time for her. Blaine went over to Kurt realizing he had drifted to a building and was looking up at it. Kurt would do this quite often at this place.

“This is where the ring is from,” Blaine said. Kurt looked at him with that smile on his face. Kurt never found out where he had gotten it from but he made sure he was able to get it at Tiffany's.

“Come on,” Blaine said grabbing his hand and leading him into Tiffany's. Kurt was so happy to be in there and started looking through the glass at the jewelry. Blaine looked over and saw another teacher from the elementary school he taught at; a fellow 4th grade teacher. Blaine was out at the school as gay but that didn’t mean everyone accepted it. Trying to avoid any trouble he meandered over to another case. He soon felt a hand on his back and turned around.

“Hi Blaine...shopping for your faggot boyfriend?” the voice said. Blaine pulled his hand into a fist and glared at the guy.

“You're disgusting. I don't know how you're still allowed to teach at that school.”

“Shut up Jonathan and go away. Go back to your wife,” Blaine said.

“Don't tell me what to do faggot.”

“Hey. You have no right to talk to him or anybody like that at all,” Kurt said coming up behind Blaine. Jonathan gave Kurt a disgusted face. It took Blaine every ounce of control to not freak out on the guy.

“Why don't you leave us alone?” Blaine asked.

“Why don't you do the world a favor and kill yourselves?” Jonathan asked turning and walking away. Blaine started to move after him but Kurt grabbed him and held him back.

“Stop Blaine...we’re in a public place. Not here. Later on. Come on...why don't we leave?”

“No. I wanted to get you something and some asshole isn't going to change that,” Blaine said.

“Then control yourself,” Kurt replied to him. Blaine knew he was right. He needed to cool it. He just hadn't heard the insults in years and for a man twice his age to come after him and Kurt, hurt him more than anything. He went with Kurt over to the watches case.

“Anything you want,” Blaine said holding Kurt's hand. He saw Jonathan looking over at him. A young lady came over to Blaine and Kurt. Kurt chose the watch he wanted, the Atlas Dome Watch. On the back he got Kurt Anderson-Hummel engraved on it. Blaine smiled and held Kurt's hand. Blaine paid for the watch and they left together. When they got outside Kurt put the new watch on. They started walking down the street again. Kurt took Blaine's hand and Blaine smiled.

“So how long has this been going on?” Kurt asked.

“What?”

“That guy. How long has he been harassing you?”

“Since I started teaching. After I got to know people I told them about you. I have a picture of you with Versace on my desk now. Jonathan never knew because I knew his viewpoints but for some reason he came into my class and he ended up seeing the picture. He left the classroom in a hurry and next thing I know I was in with the superintendent. Jonathan wanted me fired for being gay,” Blaine said.

“Why didn't you tell me?”

“I didn't want you upset. Ever since that day though he's been trying to rally people together to get me fired. Other teachers and even parents...especially the parents of my kids. They can't fire me though,” Blaine said. Kurt nodded and looked away.

“I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I didn't want to worry you though,” Blaine said turning Kurt to him.

“It's not that...it's just...New York legalized us to marry...there have been groups to stop the bullying and torment but still...people still hate us. After all of these years...we're still wanted dead,” Kurt said. Blaine saw the tears forming in his eyes.

“Don't Kurt, please don't. Today is Valentine's Day and we're supposed to be enjoying ourselves. There's not many of them around anyway. Times have changed. There's only about two parents and one other teacher who joined Jonathan. That's it, and that's promising. Now come on...why don't we go home?” Blaine said taking Kurt's face in his hands. Kurt nodded and they found a taxi to take them to their house outside of the city.

When they got to the apartment Kurt and him decided to lie down on the couch just holding each other. Blaine ran a hand up and down his back soothingly. Kurt was still upset but he was calming down now.

“I’m hungry,” Blaine said suddenly.

Kurt looked at him quizzically, but moved over to let Blaine get up and go in the kitchen. He returned a few moments later with a bowl of strawberries and a whole can of whipped cream.

“I think eating these will help calm us both down, don’t you think?” Blaine asked Kurt.

“Sure…why not. Best not let the strawberries get moldy anyways,” Kurt replied.

The two men began eating the strawberries, each of them spraying a bit of whipped cream onto the tops before shoveling the whole thing into their mouths. Blaine laughed at Kurt when he looked up; there was whipped cream all over his nose. Sitting down the pretty much empty bowl of strawberries, he climbed over to Kurt and licked his nose.

“Eww, Blaine! I don’t want your spit all over my nose!” Kurt exclaimed jokingly.

“Hmm…you’re gonna have to deal with it. You taste even better with just a dab of whipped cream on top!” said Blaine, with a tint of lust in his brown eyes.

While it may have been small, Kurt noticed that look…and soon, he noticed his cock straining in his very tight jeans. It was Valentine’s Day after all, why shouldn’t they have some fun? And Kurt was definitely going to initiate. Blaine was usually the one to start things, but not today. Kurt was gonna have some fun.

“Hey, Blaine…pass the whipped cream!”

“Here you go,” Blaine replied, reaching behind him to grab the can.

Before he knew what hit him, Kurt toppled on top of him and pinned him to the sofa. Blaine was about to ask what was going on, but Kurt shut him up with a deep, rough, dirty kiss. As Kurt delve his tongue deeper into Blaine’s mouth, he reached over and pulled the can of whipped cream closer to him. Then, still keeping Blaine’s mouth occupied, began unbuckling Blaine’s belt and then his own. He broke the kiss momentarily to pull Blaine’s shirt off, as well as his own. Hmm, now came the hard part…how to keep Blaine occupied just for long enough that Kurt could shimmy out of his own pants and boxers as well as tug Blaine’s off. ‘Brilliant’ Kurt said to himself. He proceeded to grab the whipped cream and break the kiss. However, as soon as his lips left Blaine’s a whole mouthful of whipped cream was sprayed into Blaine’s mouth.

“Now, just focus on swallowing that for a moment,” Kurt said to Blaine, who nodded his head vigorously.

Kurt had never gotten his legs out of jeans so fast in his entire life. His cock sprang free of his boxers just a flash later. He proceeded to yank the rest of Blaine’s attire off just as Blaine was about to swallow the last of the whipped cream. Before Blaine could do anything Kurt straddled his boyfriend’s waist and sprayed just a bit more whipped cream into his mouth.

“Now, be good and enjoy, baby,” he soothingly told Blaine.

Blaine couldn’t even reply, all he knew was that his cock was harder than it had ever been and his boyfriend was so fucking hot right now.

Kurt gently kissed the tip of Blaine’s nose before spraying a small line of whipped cream down Blaine’s chest; from the little dip between his collarbones down to where the slight tan line formed from his boxers. Blaine had nothing left in his mouth, but was so turned on that all he did was watch. Kurt dipped his head and began licking, just barely licking, the whipped cream line. And he did it agonizingly slow. Once that line was gone, he sprayed a small dot onto each of Blaine’s nipples. Starting with the left, Kurt swirled his tongue around the mound of cream. He then roughly licked all the whipped cream off that nipple. He moved onto the right, but once the whipped cream was off that one he continued to swirl his tongue around, making Blaine’s nipple ridiculously erect. Kurt nipped at the little peak and then grabbed the can again. Blaine moaned at the loss of contact, but Kurt reassured him that he wasn’t done yet.

Kurt trailed his long finger down Blaine’s chiseled stomach and stopped just as he was about to hit Blaine’s cock. Kurt sprayed a circle around the outline of Blaine’s dick. Very carefully, Kurt lapped up all of the cream while being sure not to touch exactly where Blaine wanted him to touch.

“Kuuuuurt…” Blaine moaned out.

“What, baby? What do you want?” Kurt asked teasingly.

“Mouth…mouth…on…please…” Blaine mumbled out.

Kurt was very surprised at how good Blaine was being. He was not tied down, yet he made no effort to try to force Kurt down onto his achingly hard cock. Kurt had wanted to tease a little longer, but Blaine was being so good he didn’t have the heart to.

“Shh, I got you, baby,” replied Kurt pressing a slender finger to Blaine’s mouth.

Kurt sprayed a line of whipped cream up the underside of Blaine’s hard-on. He then leaned down and sucked a ball into his mouth. He rolled it around on his tongue as Blaine wiggled and moaned. Popping off, Kurt licked from the base all the way up to the tip of Blaine’s cock; then all the way back down. With the whipped cream line gone, Kurt took Blaine in all the way, making Blaine scream out as his cock hit the back of Kurt’s throat. Kurt began bobbing his head up and down. Blaine moved to grab his boyfriend’s head, but he restrained himself and grabbed the sides of the couch instead.

“K..Kurt..you..fe..feel…so…so good,” Blaine incoherently groaned out.

Kurt’s only reply was to add his hand into the mix. He grabbed Blaine’s cock and pumped his hand up and down in time with his bobbing head. He then balanced himself so he could use his other hand to gently play with Blaine’s balls.

Blaine was so close, as soon as Kurt started this trick of his, Blaine knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

“Kurt..so…so close.”

Hearing this, Kurt sped up. He bobbed a bit faster and sucked on the tip a bit harder. Soon Blaine was shooting hot cum down Kurt’s throat.

“Kuuurt!” Blaine yelled out.

Kurt rode out Blaine’s orgasm, lightening how hard he was sucking and swallowed everything Blaine gave him. Noticing Blaine going limp, Kurt pulled Blaine out of his mouth with one last lick and a kiss to the tip.

“Kurt…that was…hot,” Blaine managed to breath out.

Kurt nodded his head. He was so hard right now, he was about to explode. But he didn’t expect anything in return, Kurt was just happy that he made Blaine feel good. Kurt just leaned back and smiled at his beautiful boyfriend.

“You don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, do you,” Blaine said, shocking Kurt out of his daydream.

If his cock wasn’t already as hard as it could get, it somehow got even harder.

“Um…” Kurt managed to say before being attacked by Blaine’s mouth.

Blaine passionately kissed Kurt, delving his tongue into Kurt’s mouth, tasting himself and Kurt all at once. Breaking the kiss, Blaine moved down Kurt’s neck, nipping and sucking lightly at his collarbones, Kurt’s weakest spot besides his dick. Kurt moaned and arched his back, pushing himself closer to Blaine.

Blaine gently pushed Kurt back down into the sofa and trailed his kissed down Kurt’s chest, pausing to caress each of his nipples with his tongue before proceeding downwards.

“You taste too good for me to ruin it with whipped cream,” Blaine said before taking Kurt in his mouth.

Kurt let out a yip and then just sunk into the soft sofa, enjoying his boyfriend’s talented mouth.

Of course, it didn’t last long, with just a few thrusts into Blaine’s mouth, Kurt was cumming. Blaine did as his boyfriend and drank it all down. Kurt’s orgasm lasted a bit longer than Blaine’s, but that made Blaine proud to know that he did a good job pleasing his boyfriend.

As Kurt came down from his high, Blaine crawled up to lay beside his boyfriend. They both wrapped their arms and legs around each other and breathed heavily for a bit. Once they had calmed down they stared into each other’s lust blown eyes. They loved each other, and this was perhaps one of the best Valentine’s Days ever.

“I love you,” Kurt said.

“I love you too, Kurt. So so much,” Blaine replied.

Soon they both drifted to sleep. No mind the mess, they would handle that tomorrow. For now, now was for sweet dreams, sweet dreams and soft skin on skin.