It was official, Kurt Hummel hated Rachel Berry. His hatred for her had sprung just two months, the night of his first date with Blaine (who was now officially his boyfriend might I add). He’d overheard many things he wished he hadn’t, and though he tried to push the thoughts of that night to the back of his mind when he saw her. He couldn’t help but be angry with her; he’d thought that Rachel was his best friend that they would always be there for one another. That she would be genuinely happy for him when he finally found someone he could be with, however it seemed that none of those things rang true.

After the first date, Kurt and Blaine got coffee almost daily, and almost daily Rachel would run downstairs when Kurt arrived and try to distract him. Not that it worked, but he would definitely give her credit for trying, and some of the things she came up with were just insane. ‘Kurt! You have to come see this! Barbra Streisand herself just sent me. Rachel Berry. An e-mail regarding the possibility of me moving to New York to have her mentor me in the harsh world of show business.’ If you think that one’s bad, you’ll love the one about her suddenly having an illness that required Blaine having to be around her at all times, so the coffee dates would have to come to an end. Yes Kurt was absolutely finished with Rachels’ bullshit. She just couldn’t let him be happy could she? Apparently not, if it wasn’t beneficial to her or her needs then she just didn’t care at all and he was sick of it.

He briefly wondered how Rachel would feel about what was currently happening. Kurt had Blaine pinned down on the latters bed, his arms pinned to his sides as Kurt happily bit and sucked Blaines’ neck. The other boy whimpered and whined under him, making Kurt smirk into his neck. He pulled off Blaine’s neck, earning another whine; he immediately crashed their mouths together. This was the first time they’d gotten this intense with one another, chaste pecks and kisses were usually as far as they got before Rachel blew into the room with another insane story. However today she was out with their dads. Thank the lord if there is one.

Kurt yelped in surprise as Blaine flipped them over so he was lying on Kurt, flush against each other. Blaine could feel Kurts’ erection pressing into his thigh; thank god he wasn’t the only person in this situation. They kissed again with far more intensity than either thought possible; Blaine broke the kiss and began nipping at Kurts’ earlobe. Kurt’s hips bucked up into Blaines and he let out a long low moan. Blaine stopped his ministrations on Kurt’s ear to look at the boy, Kurts face was contorted in shock. He looked up into Blaine’s lust blown eyes, nodded and tugged Blaines’ face forwards. Their lips moved over one another rather sloppily, all teeth and tongue. Blaine brought his hips down to meet Kurt’s as he thrust up again.

“Holy fuck Blaine.” Kurt breathed out

Blaine grabbed the hem of Kurts shirt asking silent permission to take it off. Kurt just pushed Blaine off and tore it from his slender form. He turned to Blaine who was gazing down at his chest hungrily. “How much do you like this shirt?” he asked quickly, Blaine barely got out the words “Not very much” before Kurt had ripped the buttons apart, some of them realising from the seams. Kurt watched Blaine’s chest rise and fall rapidly before reaching out a tentative hand, and running it down the other boys’ torso. He felt Blaine shiver beneath his touch and pulled Blaine back on top of him. Instantly moving his hands to explore Blaine’s muscular back and arms, the two had barely touched their lips when Blaine ground his hips down into Kurts’.

“K-Kurt – oh my god.”

“Fuck” was the only response he got.

“Kurt, you don’t… not too much… too soon is it?” Blaine asked breathlessly.

“Unf-NO no, not-not too much, never. Too much, with you.”

All Blaine could do was nod slightly at this point, before letting out a moan. Bucking his hips repeatedly down into Kurts’, this was the closest either boy had been to another person. The fact that they knew it was each other made is so much more than it really was. They both knew this wouldn’t feel nearly as good if it had been with someone else, someone they didn’t care about. It hit both of them the moment they locked eyes. I’m in love with you. Blaine stopped grinding down into Kurt the moment he realized what he’d just thought.

“W-what is it? Are you alright? Blaine?” Kurt asked in rapid succession.

“I’ve never been more alright in my life.” Blaine smiled down at the other boy.

“Then why did you stop?” Kurt’s face heat up while he asked.

“I just… I think I…”

“Yes?”

“I think I’m in love with you.”