Kurt opened his eyes slowly, blinking several times before he could manage to keep them open. He tried to get up, but there was an arm around his waist keeping him on the bed. It took him some time to recognize where he was and, mostly, with who.

“Babe?” Blaine yawned, rubbing his eyes.

“What time is it?” Kurt glanced around, groping around for his phone.

“6:30 am.” Blaine growled, pulling Kurt to his side. “Go back to sleep.”

“I can’t. What if Rachel notices I’m not there?” He tried to stand up but Blaine tightened the grip on his hand.

“Kurt, you came to my room in the afternoon and haven’t left ever since. I think she already noticed.” He pointed, though it didn’t keep Kurt from setting his hand free from Blaine’s. “C’mon Kurt,” He pouted. “Your body is so much warmer than these blankets.”

“I have to moisturize.”

“Your skin looks perfect to me.” Blaine sat up and put a hand on Kurt’s arm, squeezing it lightly. “Can’t you do it later?”

“You know, my skin only looks like this because of my routine, and, since I didn’t do it last night, I, most certainly can’t do it later.” Kurt leaned, kissing Blaine’s cheek. “I’ll be right back.”

Blaine rested his head on the pillow, pulling the blankets up as he grabbed Kurt’s pillow and pressed against his face, the bed much colder without Kurt’s body.

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“You’re impossible, Blaine Anderson.” Kurt said as he sat next to Blaine, taking the pillow of his face.

“It’s not even 8 am, Kurt.” Blaine groaned, reaching out for Kurt’s hand. “Let’s sleep.”

“Let’s do something.” Kurt said, excitedly. “We have to enjoy our moments together, you know they’ll be rarer and rarer.”

“But I’m sleepy.” Blaine pouted.

“Well, I think I know how to wake you.”

Kurt smiled as he leaned to kiss Blaine, running his tongue through Blaine’s lips until he felt Blaine’s tongue brushing on his own.

“Awake?”

Blaine licked his lips, smirking as he grabbed Kurt by the waist and rolled them, so he was sit on top of the brunette, his knees firmly pressed on the mattress as they pressed the offside of Kurt’s thighs.

“Not yet, but,” He leaned over, nibbling the skin of Kurt’s neck. “Keep kissing me like that and I will.”

“Hmm, I plan to.” Kurt replied before bringing Blaine’s lips to his, parting Blaine’s lips with his tongue.

The kiss was sweet, but it wasn’t long before both of them had to pull back to breath. Kurt ran his index finger through Blaine’s spine, the boy moaning lowly in his mouth at the touch, pressing his body harder against Kurt’s. He found Blaine’s lips again, kissing him eagerly as his hand slid through Blaine’s abs, the trail of hair, which disappeared on the waistband of his pants, sending shivers down his spine.

Taking a deep breath, well, at least as deep as he could whilst kissing Blaine, he lowered his hand, feeling Blaine’s bulge on the palm of his hand. Ok, you can do this, Kurt. You can do this, he told himself at the same time that Blaine jerked his hips upwards and then there it was again. That feeling on the pitch of his stomach that told him that there was something wrong, that made him freeze and shut himself to everything and everyone. He tried to ignore it, but, as Blaine continued to jerk his hips, he saw himself pushing Blaine off him.

“Fuck, Kurt!” Blaine’s breathing was heavy and his entire body sweaty. “Why did you do that?”

“Because I don’t wanna have sex with you?” Kurt rolled his eyes, as if the answer was obvious. It was only when he saw Blaine’s hurt expression that he understood what Blaine had understood. “No, I mean, not now.” He cleared his throat, blushing as he looked for the right words. “I want to, you know, do it.” He tore his gaze away from Blaine, sitting up and grabbing the pillow. “I want to, but not now.”

“I didn’t mean to push you.” He sat up, intertwining his fingers with Kurt’s. “But it’s hard to control myself when you do things like that.”

“Sorry.” Kurt mumbled, feeling his cheeks heating again.

“Don’t be.” He smiled at Kurt. “It’s not your fault that you’re so good-looking. And hot.”

Kurt snorted, though Blaine could see he was fighting a grin. “Yeah, you’re ok too.” Kurt smirked, running his fingers through Blaine’s hair.

“Just ok?” Blaine pouted, letting go of Kurt’s hand to wrap it around the boy’s waist and bring him closer. “Then why are you with me?”

“Because I like to do charity?” Kurt murmured, grinning, his lips brushing on Blaine’s.

Blaine smiled before closing the gap between his and Kurt’s lips.

“Blaine,” Kurt slid his hand from Blaine’s hair to his chest. “We should cool off a little bit.”

Blaine groaned though still taking his hands off Kurt.

The room was completely silent for a few minutes, until Blaine reached out for Kurt’s hands and broke the silence. “Come here.”

He spread his legs apart and Kurt crawled to sit in the middle of them, resting his head on Blaine’s chest. Blaine wrapped his arms through Kurt’s waist, intertwining their fingers and resting their hands on Kurt’s stomach. 

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Look, I don’t want you to get me wrong, but,” He tightened the grip on Kurt’s hand. “Why don’t you wanna have sex?”

“I told you, I’m not ready.”

“This excuse is getting old.”

Kurt turned so he was face to face with Blaine, staring at him in disbelief. “I beg your pardon?” He crossed his arms. “You’re the one who stopped it yesterday.”

“You weren’t willing to do it because you wanted to.” Blaine pointed. “Look, babe, I,” Blaine chewed on his bottom lip, looking for the right words. “That came out terribly wrong, I’m sorry. What I meant is that sometimes I get the feeling that you’re already ready and that you don’t wanna do it for another reason.” He stared into Kurt’s piercing blue eyes, bringing Kurt closer and intertwining their fingers. “I need to know. Please.”

“It’s silly.”

“I bet it’s not.” He kissed Kurt’s neck softly. “It’s bothering you, I can see it.”

“I’m not ready, I know that, but there’s something else…”

“I’m all ears.”

“You have a lot of experience on, you know,” Kurt cleared his throat, avoiding Blaine’s eyes, though he could still feel them on him setting his skin on fire with the intensity of it. “That.”

“Kurt, I only had one boyfriend.”

“And how many one night stands?” Blaine smiled shyly, ducking his head to the side, ashamed. “Not that you should be ashamed of any of it, but, is just… I don’t wanna disappoint you.”

“Kurt,” He rose his hand to cup Kurt’s cheek. “You could never disappoint me.” Kurt didn’t look convinced as he nodded. “I swear.”

“Can we change the subject?”

Blaine laughed, but nodded, pulling Kurt closer. “I’m hungry. I’ll go downstairs prepare a nice breakfast for us.”

“I’ll do it.” Kurt sat on his knees and leaned to kiss the tip of Blaine’s nose. “I love you, but you really can’t cook.” Blaine pouted, looking much like a puppy. “But I’d love to have your company.”

“I’ll be there in a minute. I’ll just put a shirt on.”

Blaine watched as Kurt left the room. He had to bit his lip to avoid letting out the groan that was stuck in his throat since he had seen Kurt wearing his usual tight pants that left nothing to imagination.

“God, he really shouldn’t wear this pants.” He mumbled to himself as he finally managed to get out of the bed.