"I knew there was something screwy with that guy." Puck said. " But he's for sure dead?"

"Yeah, they took him away when I was still at the house."  The doctor came back about an hour later with no new news about Kurt. His lungs were resting  meaning he had to be on a respirator for God knows how long.  The only thing they could do was to wait.

Kurt felt at real peace. He was on a beach in the warm summer sun and felt its warmth. He felt someone grab his hand and he took it gracefully, without hesitation. He looked over and saw Blaine propped up on his elbow facing Kurt. God was he gorgeous. He was wearing old rolled up velvet red skinny jeans, no shirt and his pink sunglasses he wore everywhere. His hair was in large chocolate colored curls, perfectly sitting in his face. He was smiling at his love with huge white teeth and a lop-sided grin that was just beautiful. The white sand was so warm and inviting. Blaine's guitar was behind him lying on its back on the spare towel. Blaine leaned in for a kiss and Kurt returned it.

"Want to go swimming, the waters warm, babe?" Blaine's voice was almost as beautiful as his body was.

"Of course I want to go swimming with you." Kurt stood up with Blaine's hand still intertwined with his and ran for the water. They immediately went in waist deep and started splashing each other. Blaine stopped and walked up to Kurt so they were almost touching.

"Where is everyone?" Kurt asked smiling a real smile.

"Baby, don't you remember we are on this island for a whole week alone meaning we can do whatever we want." Blaine closed the gap and started touching Kurt's back.

"Oh. Blaine." Blaine was kissing his whole bod/y. Starting from his lips, to his shoulders, arms and fingers. Licking the salt water off Kurt's body.

"Oh Kurt, you're delicious and you're all I ever wanted."

Kurt gasped at the light touch of Blaine had and put his arms around his neck to have something to hold on to. He took Kurt in his arms kissed him everywhere he could reach.

Blaine was holding Kurt where their cocks were touching making Kurt and Blaine moan simultaneously. Kurt rolled his hips to get as much friction but Blaine's jeans weren't helping. Kurt slipped his hands from Blaine's neck and put them between his legs to get to Blaine's button.  Blaine was moaning an animalistic sound from his lips. Kurt slipped his hand inside Blaine's boxers and touched Blaine's throbbing cock.

"KURT... OH. MY.GOD." Blaine's voice was scratchy and sexy from his lust. The sound was sent straight to his own throbbing cock. Kurt jumped out of Blaine's arms and grabbed his hand and led him to more shallow water and got on his knees. Blaine's pants were hard to take off because they were wet. When he managed to get them down to his thighs he showed Blaine what he was made of, not just some small helpless little boy. By the time Kurt was down Blaine had comed twice, breathing go deeply he sounded like a racehorse after it won the championship race and so week in the knees he almost couldn't stand up. Blaine started to get to his knees after catching his breath but Kurt grabbed his hand.

"Blaine, you don't owe me anything, that was me showing you how much I love you."

"How about you come sing me a song? I would love that also."