"Shirts off," Blaine said decisively, leaning away from Kurt to tug his over his head. Kurt didn't move, and Blaine twisted around to look at his boyfriend. "Kurt?" he queried. "If you don't want to-"

"Stop." Kurt took a deep breath before tugging his own shirt over his head. "I'm fine."

Blaine shifted until he was turned sideways, his shoulder against Kurt's back. He nudged Kurt gently before holding out a hand.

"Promise?" he asked.

Kurt shifted a little so he could reach Blaine's hand. "Promise," he whispered, linking their pinkies together. Blaine moved back to his original position, holding himself still while Kurt got comfortable. Blaine placed his hands on his hips, lifting himself up slightly as he slid the sweatpants down to his knees. Behind him, he felt Kurt move away slightly and assumed he was doing the same.

Blaine heard Kurt sigh behind him. "What is it, Kurt?" he asked.

"I don't…" A pause, and Blaine felt Kurt shift uncomfortably behind him before huffing out a breath. "I hardly ever do this, Blaine, and I especially don't…take care of myself when other people are around."

"Do you want me to leave?" Blaine asked softly.

"No! No, of course not…it's just." He paused again.

"Just what, Kurt?" Blaine prodded gently.

"I tend to make the most…embarrassing noises, and I don't want you hearing them."

Blaine placed a hand over his mouth, biting his lip to keep from laughing out loud.

"Kurt."

"What?" Kurt sounded exasperated and maybe a little wary.

"I'm pretty sure everyone makes those noises. They're normal." He felt Kurt tense and continued speaking before Kurt could interrupt. "In fact," Blaine paused. "I know I make them, too." He felt Kurt relax behind him, leaning his back against Blaine's once again. "Hey."

"Hmm?" Kurt responded.

"Put your left hand up, on your shoulder."

…what on earth… Kurt wondered, but he raised his arm anyway.

Blaine reached his left arm across his body until his fingers had intertwined with Kurt's. "I want to…to hold onto you. If you need to let go, that's fine, but," Blaine sighed. "I just want to touch you…if that's okay?"

Kurt leaned back; his head resting on Blaine's shoulder briefly.

"Absolutely," he replied. "Anything else you need?"

Blaine thought for a moment. Do I dare ask…

"Touch yourself," he said. He felt Kurt's body jerk behind him. "And…and tell me what you think about."

There was silence for several moments, and Blaine worried he'd pushed too far. He opened his mouth to apologize.

"You." A breathy whisper, the sound barely there.

Blaine waited anxiously, his body tense.

"I think about your hands on me, touching me everywhere." A pause as Kurt caught his breath. "And your lips," Kurt groaned, and his hand tightened around Blaine's. "You're kissing me, and it just leaves me breathless. And dizzy." Kurt groaned again, his back pressing more firmly into Blaine's.

Unable to resist any longer, Blaine reached down, wrapping his hand around his cock and beginning to stroke slowly and firmly. Vaguely, he heard Kurt continuing to speak.

"You've got me backed up against a wall, and your tongue is on that spot, right below my ear." Kurt's breath was coming even faster now, his words punctuated by sharp gasps."And it's driving me crazy, and I know it'll leave a mark but I don't care because it just feels-" Kurt paused for a moment, his breath coming in sharp pants. "It feels. so. good."The last word was spoken with a groan quickly following it as Kurt's body went rigid. For a few moments, he made no sound other than sharp, desperate gasps for air.

Blaine was close. He was so, so, so close, his orgasm just outside his reach. "Kurt…" he groaned softly.

"Yes?" Kurt sounded so content, almost sleepy; his body relaxed against Blaine's. "What do you need?"

"Kiss me."

"…Blaine, I-"

"Please. Somewhere, anywhere, just please, I need your mouth on me." Blaine knew he sounded desperate, that he might be pushing Kurt too far, but he couldn't make himself stop.

And then Kurt's lips were on his neck, sucking lightly, starting near his collarbone and slowly moving upwards. Kurt nipped at Blaine's ear before taking into his mouth and biting gently.

Blaine came with a groan, biting his lip in an attempt to keep quiet. Kurt kept kissing him, murmuring softly against his neck while he waited for Blaine to come back to himself.

Blaine leaned back, resting limply against Kurt as he tried to catch his breath. He tilted his head up, seeking Kurt's lips. As Kurt's face entered his vision, Blaine found himself struggling not to laugh.

Kurt's eyes were closed tightly, similar to the way a child closes their eyes when told to do so. "Kurt, why are you eyes closed?" Blaine tried to keep the laughter out of his voice.

Kurt's eyes remained closed. "I…" he tilted his head down, biting his lip before finishing. "I know it sounds weird, but…"

"But…?" Blaine prodded gently.

"Ididn'twanttoseeyounaked." Kurt's words rushed together as his cheeks flamed scarlet. Blaine turned away, reaching down to tug his pants back up before placing a hand on Kurt's cheek.

"Kurt. Open your eyes for me."

"…Are you clothed?"

"If I said no, would you listen anyway?"

Kurt took a deep breath before slowly opening his eyes. Blaine leaned forward, kissing him gently.

"Thank you, Kurt," Blaine whispered.

"For what?" Kurt asked, looking confused.

"For being willing to do something you weren't entirely comfortable with. For trusting me. For-"

A sharp knock made them jerk away from each other.

"Boys?" Carole called. "Are you awake?"