It took a lot of Blaines courage to be direct with Kurt, but he definitely didnt regret the outcome. Sure Kurt hadnt really acknowledged that he wanted more than just a couple romps in the sack, but he also didnt outright reject Blaine either. Blaine had put everything on the line, or, at least everything that mattered in that moment on the line in that instant and he came out feeling like he had won a minor victory.

Victory over what was another matter. He knew he had spent the better part of winter holidays thinking about Kurt after their drunken rendezvous, and even more time thinking about him in the week leading up to their impromptu run through the campus to have sex again just today, but when he honestly began to think about the question, he didnt know if he wanted a relationship.

Kurt. Yes. He knew he wanted Kurt. That much he had figured out by the way his dick always reacted whenever Kurt was nearby. It was like an uncontrollable homing beacon that would point towards Kurt. But a relationship?

Maybe it was the way Kurt had degraded himself, and despite it being completely disparaging, Kurt wasnt totally wrong. He was kind of an asshole, and he a reputation as someone who slept around without regret. As for his future, Blaine couldnt comment on that more than knowing that Kurt was a theater major and a finance minor. Finance must have been the back up plan for Kurt, and one he wasnt keen on given his words.

But for all those things, Blaine was sure there was good in Kurt, if only from what Santana had told him once earlier. He also knew that Kurt was probably just as stressed with his existence as Blaine felt with his own at SCU. It wasnt the college life he had hoped for.

They had gotten dressed in relative silence after the girls had burst in, and then proceeded to practice. Today Kurt was in the gym and Blaine was on the field so they parted with an awkward little wave and continued on their own paths, Blaine glancing back to see Kurt trying to walk as plainly as he could to hide any suggestion that he was the one that bottomed. It made Blaine grin just a little.

"I cant believe you." Kitty hissed towards Blaine in a whisper as he joined the Spartans and Coach Washington took her place in front of them to yell about how they could stand to "suck less" and "be less disappointing".

"Santana told you?!" Blaine whispered back a little too loudly, earning a glare from Coach Washington to which he quickly murmured "Sorry."

"Everyone does." Kitty whispered once Coach was back on her diatribe.

Blaine frowned and looked over the group. Sure enough people averted their eyes from him as soon as he looked towards them. They had been staring at him, making whispers of his own. He was the focus of the gossip.

"How the hell does everyone know already?"

"Thank the age we live in and all the social media."

Blaine huffed, avoiding hiding his face in his palms even though it seemed to him the most evident thing to do. The gossip in college was worse than it had ever been in high school.

Granted, he had gone to all all boys high school. The most gossip that happened there was when the custodians had changed the brand of toilet papers in the bathrooms and his friends with self proclaimed sensitive behinds were outraged that they no longer had two ply paper for their bathroom breaks.

The practice was more loathsome than it normally was with Blaine consistently hearing whispers at his back and Santana and Kitty both eyeing him up, Santana with a smirk and Kitty with a grimace. Why was it anyone elses business who he slept with anyhow?

He was just glad the locker rooms werent co-ed at the end of practice so he could escape all the catty women in his life for at least a while.

"Quinn and I will see you at the coffee shop in a half hour! Remember!" Santana preened as she slapped him on the back with a chuckle. What she was planning wasnt clear to Blaine, especially since everyone apparently already knew and there was nothing her or Quinn could hold over them as far as he could figure.

The guys were less interested in the details of his love life, rushing through the act of getting washed up and out to whatever social event or homework they needed to attend to and thankfully giving Blaine some much needed alone time in the locker room to try and collect his thoughts as he had a very long shower, taking advantage of the heat in the athletics building that just didnt exist in his dorm room bath.

"Anyone left from your team?"

Blaine glanced up from looking at the tiles where he had zoned out and behind him to where Kurt had cracked open the curtain and was peeking in at him.

"I… ah… no. Just me."

"Good."

Kurt swooped in then, naked and pressing Blaine back against those same tiles he had been staring at with his palms pressed against Blaines chest. It took an omph, a moment of confusion, and keeping his eyes trained on Kurt who knelt down to figure out what was happening.

"Kurt, I… Oh!"

Blaine hadnt even had a chance to get hard since Kurts unexpected reveal, but with Kurts mouth suddenly wrapped around his cock it didnt take him long to get that way. He slapped a hand back against the wall, gasping and mouthing words that didnt escape him or even filter clearly through his mind as Kurt rolled his tongue around the head of his dick, slipping it over the slit and then rubbing the rougher top against his frenulum where it was the most sensitive.

His eyes winced shut and Blaine had to remind himself to breath, doing so in shallow shudders through his parted lips as he focused on how Kurt was pushing his lips lower and lower over him, never loosening the hold of his mouth as he was buried further into a new part of Kurt. When Blaine opened his eyes again to look down, he had to hold his breath. Below him Kurt had taken most of his now quite alert cock down his mouth and throat and was looking up at Blaine through a fan of light brown lashes with those gorgeous blue-green eyes. Blaine focused on committing the scene to memory because he was sure he had never seen anything so beautiful.

Kurt purposely hummed then, the action sending a delightful vibration through his cock and sending spikes of pleasure up his body through the nerves. How long had it been since someone had done this for him?

The answer didnt matter because any of Blaines ability to form a sensical thought went right out the window as Kurt began to bob his head back and forth, one hand holding Blaines hip to keep him still and the other massaging his balls. Fingers wove around the loose skin there, grabbing and rolling with just the perfect amount of pressure - not too hard too hurt, and not too loose to make it disinteresting. Kurt knew what he was doing.

It was no surprise then that as Kurt picked up momentum, Blaine quickly reached the edge, gasping and sputtering as he inadvertently swallowed some water from the shower still spraying over him as he tried to warn Kurt. All that Kurt did though was bat his eyelashes upwards and keep going, the hand on Blaines hips coming free so that Kurt could wrap it around his own cock and jerk himself off as Blaine finally let loose a moan and banged his head back against the wall as his bucked his hips forward with the freedom and froze there, spilling out into Kurts mouth.

Kurt kept going for a moment longer, until Blaine went soft and couldnt help but chuckle at the feeling of Kurts mouth on him, so ticklish there after being so sensitive. Kurts mouth was peeled off him and Kurt stood up beside him, licking his swollen red lips with a wry grin.

"Did you…?" Blaine glanced down as Kurt nodded, noting his own cock was soft now too and he was washing his hand off in the spray of the shower. "... Jesus…"

"Move over. I need to wash."

Just like that Kurt had managed to traverse the odd space between being two-time hook-ups to being casual, intimate partners. He playfully hip butted Blaine to the side in order to get the benefit of the shower, despite there being plenty of free showers around, and used Blaines own shampoo and soap to clean himself off.

"Did I… just dream that or…." Blaine finally stammered, awkwardly trying to get himself clean as he stared at Kurt.

"Are you asking if I really just blew you in here?" Kurt queried, glancing back to Blaine. "Yeah."

"At the risk of sounding ungrateful… which Im not… can I ask what prompted that?"

Kurt smirked at Blaine. "Just felt like it."

"Just felt like it…" Blaine echoed with a small, disbelieving shake of his head.

"What? No one ever blow you before?"

"Uh… " Blaine blushed a little. "Well.. yes.. but I mean… it always came with a catch…"

"Oh?"

"Like… I get a blow job if I help them study or something…"

Kurt laughed at that, so hard he ended up snorting which led to him hiding the bottom half of his face in embarrassment. It was utterly adorable and Blaine reached over to peel the hands off Kurts face and dip in closer. "Do you need help with finance?"

Kurt shook his head, glancing at his hands which he was allowing Blaine to hold and then back up to Blaine. It was a day of risk-taking, Blaine decided, and bent his head up so he could press his lips to Kurts in a sweet, chaste kiss.

"Thank you then." Blaine murmured against Kurts chin once he broke back away, eyes flickering up to Kurts who seemed frozen in surprise.

"You…. youre welcome."

FondueForMew
Are the rumors true? Is Blaine having a baby?

KittysKorner
Guys cant get pregnant Brit…

FondueForMew
But everyone is saying he and Kurt were making babies! I know how babies are made!

AuntieSnix
Unfortunately no Brit. They used protection.

FondueForMew
Like a wall or a moat? Or kevlar body armor?

Quintessential
This one is all yours Snix.