"Please Blaine... Come home with metonight.. Please," Kurt breathed. The words weren't what he'd planned on saying, but everything he wanted.


"Yes," Blaine whispered without hesitation, "yes, I'd love to."

******

The first thing Blaine noticed as he eventually pulled away from Kurt was the confused faces of Sam, Jeff and Nick all looking at him. He'd completely forgotten they were here.

"Um, guys," Blaine said brightly, sounding alot more put together than he felt, "let me introduce my amazing boyfriend, Kurt." Blaine silently hoped they were definitely 'boyfriends' now after the kiss they'd shared. He reached for Kurt's hand, squeezing it gently. "I know you probably recognise him from his coffee shop, but I don't think you've been properly introduced."

Blaine's college friends hadn't said a word at this point. They were still looking at Blaine incredulously as he spoke. "Kurt. These are three of my oldest friends, Sam, Nick and Jeff." Blaine gestured to each of them as he told Kurt their names. We were at high school together, and then were all lucky enough to get into NYADA."

Kurt smiled at the shocked boys, trying hard not to look as scared as he felt at the glares he was getting. "It's good to meet you all. You're all part of the band that's just got the regular gig at that great new bar, right?"

Sam was the first to break out of their silence. "Yeah that's us. We were really lucky to get that gig.. It's only once a week at the moment, but it's a start," he stated, with a slightly wary smile. "Um, it's good to meet you too..Kurt." Sam held out his hand to shake hands with Kurt, "Blaine's spoken of you.. But I hadn't realised you two were an 'item'..."

Kurt looked coyly at Blaine, his heart rate rapidly speeding up, before turning back to Sam, "..It's quite a new thing for us, actually.." Kurt smiled, squeezing Blaine's hand, still looking at Sam.

Blaine was relieved Kurt was tactful enough not to tell his friends that their 'new' relationship was actually only about five minutes old. After all, they may have only shared their first proper kiss a few minutes before, but the sexual tension between them had been building, basically since he first started working at the coffee shop, and as for their phone call last night.. Blaine's stomach swooped at the memory, squeezing Kurt's hand tighter as he recalled crying out for Kurt to touch him. Kurt gave Blaine a quick sideways glance, feeling the squeeze on his hand, noticing Blaine looking a little flushed, and decided to bring his present conversation to a close.

Kurt quickly gave Nick and Jeff a courteous greeting, promising they'd return and talk more when he and Blaine had got themselves a drink. Blaine gave them all a small wave, saying, "see you in a minute guys," as he and Kurt headed off towards the bar.

Kurt had spent most of the day with a half hard erection, unable to get his and Blaine's phone call out of his head, and after their conversation at the shop this morning he was pretty sure that Blaine felt the same. Now, on top of everything, they'd virtually made out in a bar full of people and ideally he and Blaine just needed some time alone. Much as he loved his friends, and he was sure Blaine loved his own friends, they just needed some time to themselves.

"You were amazing up there," Kurt told Blaine as they waited to be served at the bar. He kissed him gently on the cheek. "Really good.." He laughed lowly, "I'm sure you know how much I loved it..and I know we need to be sociable for a bit longer, but I really want us to get away from here so I can tell you some more how much I loved it."

Blaine smiled broadly, drinking in Kurt's bright blue eyes. "I'm glad you liked it Kurt. I wasn't sure if it'd be your sort of thing, but.."

"It was perfect," Kurt interrupted, tilting Blaine's chin up towards him and kissing him soundly on the lips. "As is kissing you..and now I've discovered it I can't stop," he smiled.

Kurt ordered their drinks as the bartender came over to them. After he'd paid, swatting Blaine's hand away as he tried to get out his own wallet, he glanced over to where Blaine's friends were chatting. "I don't think your friends trust me," Kurt said quietly, turning back to Blaine. "I'm sure I'm not being paranoid.."

"They are quite protective of me, you know, with my parents not being all that supportive and stuff, plus," Blaine gave a small chuckle, "Kurt Hummel, you do have a bit of a reputation that goes before you.."

"Mmm, I am aware," Kurt acknowledged, blushing. "It's not something I'm proud of." Kurt pulled Blaine in closer looping his arm round Blaine's waist. "But really, I'd honestly never hurt you, and they need to know that. I mean, it's good that they're looking out for you, but you've nothing to worry about..I swear."

"They don't know you like I do," Blaine whispered to Kurt. "But when they do...they'll be fine." Blaine paused momentarily, worrying his lip. "Kurt. When you said about going back to your apartment with youtonight.... I'd love to of course.." Blaine looked down. "..It's just that I'm not as experienced as some people..." he whispered. "I know that's ridiculous at my age, but I haven't had alot of boyfriends.."

"Of course I meant it, if you'd like to, that is..." Kurt said softly. "Blaine.. Even if we just talk..Rachel's staying at Santana'stonight...it'll just give us a bit of time on our own. No expectations," he added.

Blaine looked up at Kurt under his long lashes. "It's been a while since..well since I've been in any type of relationship. I'm definitely not a virgin, but it has to mean something before.."

"Blaine, it's fine. I promise you we're on the same page," Kurt assured him. "We don't need to rush into anything...I just want an excuse to spend more time with you, if that's what you'd like too." Kurt played with a small curl of hair that had sprung up from Blaine's hair, as he spoke.

Blaine pulled Kurt in for a hug, speaking quietly as he did so. "It doesn't mean I don't want to do anything..because I do. I'm just not the sort of guy who... Uh you know...oh god .." Blaine sighed in despair as sensible conversation failed him. "Oh why you'd think a dork like me would ever go around behaving like a stud, not that I'd even want to.." Blaine took a breath. "I want to do everything with you Kurt..I'm just not sure I'm ready yet... I think that's what I'm trying to say."

Kurt chuckled quietly at Blaine's ramblings. "I love it when you're nervous," he said close to Blaine's ear. "You really are adorable...and I promise you we really are on the same page with everything."

"Now," Kurt continued, "we should go and be sociable for a while before we leave." He gave Blaine a slow languid kiss, leaving Blaine feeling dizzy with happiness, as they picked up their drinks and headed back to their friends.

They were surprised to notice that Santana and Rachel were laughing and chatting with Sam, Nick and Jeff. They all looked like they'd been friends for years. Blaine laughed, "I don't think they need us,

"Well, that's a relief." kurt smiled. "At least it'll save any more awkward introductions, and trust me I've had enough of those for one evening."

Rachel broke from the small group as she spotted Kurt and Blaine. "Blaine, you were fantastic." She kissed him on the cheek. "I hope you don't mind, but Santana and I introduced ourselves to your friends." She laughed lightly not waiting for Blaine to answer. "It turns out, Santana went to see their band play just last week..that's what comes of writing for a New York lifestyle magazine, I guess. She obviously has to have her ear to the ground.." She laughed again. "Oh, and," she lowered her voice, "I'm so pleased to see you two have got your act together at last."

It turned out that Rachel and Santana had done such a good job of singing Blaine's praises, and explaining about their friendship with both Kurt and Blaine, that most of Blaine's friends' doubts seemed to have been lifted. By the time Kurt and Blaine had joined the rest of the group, Santana had arranged to go and see the band again, promising to drag Blaine and Kurt along for company. Unfortunately Rachel wouldn't be able to come as performances were due to start for her show soon. Santana had suggested she do an article on the band, in the 'what's new in New York' section of her magazine, and the boys were delighted, grateful for some publicity for their band.

They all stayed talking for another hour or so, everyone firmly of the opinion that none of the other performances that had come on after Blaine were anywhere near as good as his. Blaine felt heady with the way the evening had gone - so many good things had happened. He was pretty much overwhelmed by the compliments that everyone had made about his singing. He was also happy to see that Nick and Jeff were getting on well with Kurt, and although he knew all three of his friends probably still had some reservations that they'd be sure to mention when they got him on his own, this was more than he could have hoped for for a first meeting.

The best bit of the evening for Blaine though was that his relationship with Kurt seemed to have moved on to a whole new level. First there was the kiss. And then,Oh my god. He was going home with Kurttonight. He wanted to share everything with Kurt at some point, but even if they only kissed and fell asleep in each other's armstonight, he would die a happy man.

Now, as Blaine watched Kurt, Rachel and Santana integrating with his friends, he realised that his and Kurt's lives were slowly and surely becoming intertwined, and if that didn't give him a great feeling..he just knew this was something that he wanted for a long time to come.

*****

Eventually Santana and Rachel had sent the two of them off into the cool night air, after Kurt and Blaine had found their way together again. They'd been drawn into another heated kissing session, and it was when they started moaning into each others' mouths that the girls had pushed them out the door, telling them to go home.

They called in to a late night diner a couple of blocks from Kurt's apartment, on the way home, buying coffee and curly fries to share. They sat opposite each other with their feet tangled together, lovingly giggling and feeding each other. They berated the coffee, both agreeing that the coffee at Kurt's shop was far superior, but they drank it all the same. Curly fries dipped in ketchup, not something Kurt would normally choose, but he would do pretty much anything for the amazing man sitting opposite him...and if it meant eating food he might not normally eat, then he'd do it.

Blaine couldn't take his eyes off of Kurt, as he sat facing him. He could hardly believe this gorgeous, stunning man was his boyfriend. Blaine couldn't resist sliding round to Kurt's side of the table when he maybe on purpose slipped with the fry he was feeding Kurt, getting ketchup on his nose. He ignored the napkin Kurt offered him, instead leaning in to kiss the ketchup off of his nose, earning a low groan from Kurt. "Kurt," Blaine whispered, leaning in to kiss him again, this time on the mouth, "I'm just so in love with you."

As soon as the words were out of Blaine's mouth, he wondered if he should of said them. It wasn't that he didn't mean them, he most definitely did. He just worried it was too soon to be making great declarations, but judging by Kurt's reaction he quickly realised the feeling may be mutual. Kurt pulled Blaine towards him with a force Blaine hadn't felt before, fisting his shirt as he kissed him hard. Kurt ran his thumb along Blaine's jawline, forcing him to open his mouth wider to allow his tongue into Blaine's mouth. Blaine whined helplessly.

"I thank god every day for the fact you walked into my shop looking for a job, Blaine. You mean everything to me," Kurt told Blaine breathily as they came up for air, their foreheads pressed together. "I, um..think it's time to go.., don't you?"

Blaine nodded against Kurt mutely, his heart feeling like it was pumping outside his chest. Kurt threw some money down on the table to cover the bill, before dragging Blaine back off into the night.


********

Kurt slid his big apartment door closed, immediately crashing Blaine against it, kissing him fiercely. "Blaine," Kurt cried desperately, pinning Blaine's hands against the door, high above his head, leaving him whimpering as Kurt pressed his body flush against Blaine's. They kissed frantically, their tongues duelling together, Blaine almost on the tips of his toes with how high Kurt was holding his hands above his head.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered, as they pulled apart, "bedroom."

Kurt breathed heavily, his eyes dark with desire."Yes...bedroom." He lowered Blaine's hands from where he still had them above his head, suddenly acutely aware of their erect cocks touching between their flush bodies. "Bedroom," Kurt said again, grabbing Blaine's hand and dragging him through the curtain to his bedroom area, making sure to close the curtain behind them.

Gone was the hurried frenzy of when they first came in the apartment, now replaced by slow, careful movements. Kurt stepped towards Blaine, pressing their lips together gently, which while less frantic was a hundred times more sensual. Blaine cried out Kurt's name as the sensation of the kiss thrummed through his whole body, his throbbing cock making his pants painfully tight. "Kurt," Blaine cried, as his cock rutted against Kurt's. Blaine reached to unbutton Kurt's shirt at a tortuously slow pace, running his thumb across Kurt's nipple as the shirt fell carelessly to the floor. Kurt arched into Blaine at the treatment his nipple was having, making them both gasp at the friction of their cocks rubbing together.

"Blaine," Kurt cried as Blaine moved onto his other nipple. Blaine gently mouthed it after bringing it to a peak with his thumb. "Oh Blaine," Kurt sighed. "Oh.."

Blaine was so turned on at the noises coming from Kurt. Seeing him come undone in front of his eyes, all because of him, made Blaine want to do more and more things to Kurt to get him to make more of those beautiful noises. Blaine made quick work of his own shirt, revelling in the feeling as he pressed both their bare chests together. He ran his fingers lightly down Kurt's back, with a feathery movement. "You're beautiful, Kurt," he soothed, slipping his fingers just below the waistband of Kurt's pants at the back. The moan Kurt made was something Blaine wanted to hear again and again. Blaine repeated the action just to hear Kurt make that sexy sound, this time dipping his fingers a little deeper so he was skimming the swell of Kurt's ass.

Blaine moved to undo the button on Kurt's pants. "Is this okay?" He asked Kurt gently. "We can stop if it's not." Blaine looked down at Kurt's straining pants, strangely excited at the pre come which had soaked through to make a small wet patch near where his other hand was hovering above Kurt's zipper.

"Yes..oh...please. Oh please Blaine," Kurt begged. Blaine really could do nothing but oblige as Kurt begged so nicely, releasing the pressure on Kurt's cock as he opened his pants toreveal tightly fitted boxer briefs clearly outlining his erection. Blaine pushed Kurt's pants down over his hips, swiftly palming Kurt through his underwear before running his hands inside Kurt's boxers to caress Kurt's ass.

Blaine removed his own pants and briefs in one go, his cock springing up tall the moment it was released from its confines. Kurt groaned at the sight of Blaine, desperate to touch his own cock. He palmed himself a couple of times before slipping his hand inside his briefs. "No," Blaine said gently, slipping Kurt's underwear off, and moving him to sit on the edge of the bed. He knelt on the floor in front of Kurt. " I think that's for me to do.....is it okay if I touch you?"

"Yes," Kurt breathed. "God, yes." Blaine grasped Kurt's cock in his fist, running his thumb over the slit, Kurt unable to stop himself thrusting into Blaine's welcoming hand. Kurt moaned long and loud as Blaine repeated the action several times.

"My god, that's so sexy," Blaine sighed as he began to run his hand expertly up and down Kurt's shaft, his own cock throbbing.

Kurt tilted his face up to capture Blaine's lips, both of them moaning into the kiss. "Can I touch..you as well?" Kurt asked, his voice hitching.

Oh. "Please....yes...Kurt, touch me," Blaine breathed. "Please."

"I'll take that as a yes then," Kurt smiled. He was trying to sound nonchalant, but his cock wasn't really allowing it. Kurt moved to the middle of the bed, sitting with his legs spread wide. Blaine crawled over towards him, not being able to resist kissing the tip of his cock before getting himself into position.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist," Blaine giggled nervously, as he sat facing Kurt between Kurt's spread legs, sitting with his own legs over Kurt's thighs and hooking them round the back of Kurt. They laughed at their antics, stopping abruptly as the tips of their cocks touched as they shuffled to get into position. Kurt touched Blaine first in their new position, cradling his balls in one hand and running his hand up and down the full length of Blaine's cock with his other hand. "Kurt," Blaine cried out, gripping Kurt's shoulder for support. He desperately hoped he wasn't going to come before they'd even got started, it was just that the sight of Kurt, erect and wanting, and taking him in hand, was almost too much to take. Blaine took hold of Kurt's cock, giving a small twist of his wrist on each up stroke, causing Kurt's thighs to clench shakily.

Blaine could hear moaning. He had no idea if it was him..he could barely remember his own name. The only thing he could think of was the name he wanted to cry out. "I want to see your face when you come," Blaine panted, speeding up his hand on Kurt's cock, and staring darkly into Kurt's equally lustful eyes. Kurt sped up his fist on Blaine's cock, matching Blaine's speed. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck...oh Kurt..oh god Kurt," Blaine cried out, teetering on the edge, trying to wait for Kurt so they could come together. Kurt rolled Blaine's balls in his fingers, and Blaine, unable to stop himself, came hard into Kurt's waiting hand, chanting Kurt's name. Kurt followed quickly after, at the sight of Blaine spilling over, desperately crying out for Blaine.

They stared in wide eyed adoration of each other as they both came breathily down from their orgasms. Blaine looked down at his hand which was still limply holding Kurt's softened cock, and looking back into Kurt's eyes he slowly removed his hand to languidly lick off every bit of come that had landed there. Kurt gave a long low groan, pulling Blaine in for a deep kiss. "Oh my god..that's hot.." Kurt growled, feeling his softened cock already twitching back to life. "Blaine...you make out like you're this innocent...I don't know what. Then, oh my god.."

"I just wanted to taste you..so much," Blaine smiled coyly.

"My god, Blaine. That was just so sexy...you're just so sexy.."

"Only for you." Blaine smiled, nuzzling Kurt's neck. "Only for you.."

Kurt's cock twitched again. "We should clean up. Do you want to shower?" he asked moving to reach for the box of tissues next to the bed. He grabbed a big handful, passing them over to Blaine, before getting some for himself.

"So, do you want to shower first or shall I?" Kurt questioned after they'd thrown their tissues in the bin.

Blaine leaned over, holding Kurt's wrist gently, pulling him into a tight embrace. "Cuddle first. Shower later...together." Blaine pouted.

"I suppose I could agree to that," Kurt conceded, climbing into Blaine's lap, "even if I do feel a bit gross at the moment."

Blaine lay down on the bed, pulling kurt with him to snuggle against his chest. "I think we deserve a nap after that," Blaine laughed, his chest vibrating under Kurt's face. He ghosted his hands over Kurt's bare body, loving the feel of his soft pale skin. He could never have enough of this.

"Kurt?" Blaine kissed the top of Kurt's head.

"Mmm?" Kurt lifted his head, reaching to press his soft lips against Blaine's. Blaine held him in place, teasing Kurt's bottom lip with his tongue.

"Can we do that again?" Blaine asked, raising a quizzical eyebrow.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Oh my god," he smirked jokingly, "I can tell you're probably a fan of 'all nighters'. Despite initial appearances, you now seem like that type of guy."

Blaine laughed, his chest vibrating under Kurt again. "Sleep first," Kurt said sleepily, snuggling back into Blaine.

"Okay.."

******

Blaine blinked awake, momentarily forgetting where he was. Two more blinks, and he noticed the beautiful pale, naked sleeping body that was draped over him, and his heart soared. He slowly remembered what he and Kurt had shared last night and his stomach gave a little flip of delight.

Blaine had had his heart broken quite badly when he'd first come to New York. He'd been caught up with the excitement of moving to the city of his dreams, and not being used to having handsome guys begging to take him out, he'd fallen for the first boy who'd charmed him. When, a few months later, Blaine had been unceremoniously dumped, he'd already given his heart away. It had taken him many painful months to repair himself and to mend his broken heart, and if it hadn't been for his friends, Blaine didn't think he would have survived. If it seemed as if his friends were a little over protective of him, it was with good reason. They had seen him at his lowest, and that was definitely a place where Blaine never wanted to be again.

After that Blaine had vowed never to make himself that vulnerable ever again. He would date, yes, but he would never completely give his heart away. He was a romantic, and it hurt to think that he would have to be guarded in any relationship he had. Blaine now realised that this was how it was in the adult world, and he'd learned the hard way that he had a lot of growing up to do.

Of course all this was before Kurt...and maybe, Blaine realised now, if the right person came along, there was a chance of finding real love again. Having sworn off of getting too involved with anyone again he now just wanted to wrap up his heart and give it to Kurt, without a second thought. He just knew Kurt would take good care of it.

"I can hear you thinking you know," Kurt's muffled voice brought Blaine back to reality, as he spoke into Blaine's chest.

Blaine gave a small chuckle, moving to press his lips against Kurt's. "Am I that obvious? I didn't realise you were awake."

"I think it was your brain ticking over that woke me up. What you were you thinking about?"

Blaine took a big breath. "You...you and me..you know.."

Kurt was more awake now. He moved so he was laying on his side next to Blaine, his eyes trained on Blaine's face. "And..everything okay with that?" He asked as nonchalantly as he could.

Blaine rolled over to face him. "Perfect," he smiled. "Really good." Blaine moved closer to Kurt, leaning in for another kiss.

"M..morning breath," Kurt mumbled beneath Blaine's lips, "and we never had that shower.."

"Morning breath doesn't matter," Blaine said softly, "and as for that shower..no point."

"No point?" Kurt sounded genuinely confused at first.

"No point," Blaine repeated before kissing Kurt again, this time swirling his tongue against Kurt's, eliciting a dirty moan from Kurt as he kissed him back. Kurt arched into him as Blaine's hand glided over his body. "We'll shower after round two," Blaine said smiling against Kurt's lips.

*******

Things were a little less relaxing when Blaine woke up for a second time that morning. Whilst the first time had probably been ridiculously early, it now felt pretty late. On top of everything there was a loud echoey banging noise ringing through the apartment. What was that noise?

As Blaine became a little more alert, he listened carefully. That noise had to be someone banging on the door. He pictured the big metal sliding door to Kurt's apartment - that must be it. In the distance he realised he could hear someone calling Kurt's name, probably a man..or perhaps a woman, actually maybe both. "Kurt!" Blaine shook the sleeping man's body. "Wake up! I think there's someone at the door...and it sounds important."

Kurt shot out of bed the instant Blaine woke him. He grabbed clothes from anywhere, finally working out what was going on. "That sounds suspiciously like..my dad." Kurt pulled on his boxers, going out near the front door to tell his dad he wouldn't be a minute. "God, has the man not heard of the phone, or even texts," Kurt mumbled as he threw on other clothes. "Sorry about this Blaine. Please help yourself to any clothes you need...but please don't stay in here." Kurt leaned in to give Blaine a quick chaste kiss on the lips, as he sat on the bed, flabbergasted at the commotion that was going on around him. "Lucky my dad's seen me with bed hair before," Kurt smirked running his fingers through his hair as he looked briefly in the mirror. With that he was gone, closing the curtain tightly behind him, leaving Blaine all alone.