Chapter 11

The next day...

“Santana, can't you drive a bit faster? My grandmother drives faster than you.” Kurt sat in the passenger seat of Santana's car and nervously jiggled his legs.

“Cut the crap, Lady Lips. Stop thinking with your dick and calm the fuck down. You can bend your Hobbit over the couch and pound into his cute butt in an hour tops.” Santana huffed and slapped her steering wheel.

“That's SO NOT what I meant, Satan. I need to feel him in my arms and smell him and kiss him until we both can't breath anymore. The last couple days were pure horror. And you shouldn't be so impertinent. You have a whole lot of making up to do to both of us. So think about Spa-days or dinner invitations for months!” Kurt grinned and clapped his hands at the idea.

“We'll see about that. Tell me, have you thought about how you will go on after the summer?” Santana asked curiously.

“Hm, not intensely, no. But I will look for a job in New York. I can't do the whole long-distance-shit. It's just not me. I need to see my boyfriend every day and fall asleep in his arms or he in mine. Call me hopelessly romantic, but I'm sick of being alone and sleeping alone. First I'll have to talk about all this with Blaine later. Hear what he has in mind. And I talked to my dad and Carole last night. They want to meet Blaine. Preferably for Thanksgiving or Christmas. Well, I'm not sure how we will manage that. First things first. But they are happy for me and they support any decision I make.” Kurt said with a soft smile on his face.

“Ah Papa-bear. He's the best daddy anyone can hope for. You're damn lucky, Hummel! You know that, right?” Santana sighed.

“Oh I do. I don't know where I would be without him.” Kurt smiled and a lonely tear ran down his cheek.

“Why the fuck are you laughing and crying at the same time?” Santana looked incredulous and slapped him on the thigh.

“I don't know. It's just I'm so happy and I'm so thankful.” Kurt laughed out and slapped Santana back.

“Ow! Spare that shit for Thanksgiving. My oh my Hummel. You are a worse sap than before. I don't think Blaine is good for you.” Santana grumbled and shot him a smirk.

“Don't you dare say something like that. If you hadn't felt guilty about what you did, Blaine and I would be apart and never have the chance to actually talk things through. So shut the fuck up, Tana.” Kurt hissed and resumed to look out of the window.

“I'm sorry. I was joking. Fuck Kurt you know me pretty well by now after all this time. You know I didn't mean it like that.” Santana squeezed Kurt's knee and sighed.

“Yeah. But next time think about what you say. Sometimes these things can hurt pretty bad and you of all people know this best.” Kurt huffed and shot her a bitch-glare.

“We're nearly there. OK, you'll stay in the car until I text you to come up. Stay in front of Blaine's apartment door with your flowers until I get you. Are we clear?” Santana asked.

“Crystal...” Kurt grinned back.

“Good, I'm going in now. Cross your fingers that he won't kill me. It would ruin the surprise.” Santana left the car and entered the apartment building.

“Hurry!” Kurt shouted and tapped his thighs impatiently.

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Blaine sat in his kitchen, surrounded by his closest friends who were earlier than expected when someone knocked on his front door. He got up and hurried to the door to find Santana on his doorstep.

“Hello Santana.” He greeted her with an icy look on his face. “How nice to see you again. Come in please.” He waved her inside and escorted her into the kitchen.

Taken aback by the amount of people all staring at her she got defensive.

“If it's a bad time right now, I can come back later.” She said and made a move to get back to the door.

“No! The time is great actually. My friends here know about everything. Don't be shy now. It doesn't really suit you. What you have to say to me, you can say in front of them.” Blaine grinned and pointed towards his friends to introduce them.

“This is Sam, my best friend, then we have Jamie, his fiancee, Thad and his husband Trent - I still can't believe you eloped, you morons – sorry, I got carried away. These are Sandra and her girlfriend Jacky, Tina and Mike and over there is Lindsay. So, you wanted to talk to me, I suppose? Go ahead.” Blaine said and sat back on his chair.

The group watched Santana, said a polite hello and waved at her.

“Um... yes. Well, I wanted to apologize for my unforgivable behavior and I know what I did to you and Kurt was mean and even for me totally out of character. I feel very bad for what I caused and I'll make it up to you. I promise. Do you want to hear the whole story?” Santana wiggled her hands uncomfortably at her sides.

“Not now, no. I got the story and I know how all this started, so for now, I don't need any more explanations. I accept your apology but let me say that if you do something like this ever again, I will seek revenge in one way or another. All this drama could have been averted, if you hadn't acted like a kid who is mad because someone stole their favorite toy. It's not my or Kurt's fault that Brit left the resort earlier than planned and you broke up with her! So maybe you should talk to her and get your own shit right. Got it?” Blaine watched her intently and waited for her reaction.

“Yes, got it.” Santana grabbed her phone and sent a quick message to Kurt. “And I'm really sorry for all this shit I caused. Because of that, I have a present for you. Would you follow me to the door?” Santana grabbed Blaine by the hand and pulled him towards his entrance.

“Whoa, go slow. I'm on my way.” Blaine slowed her down a bit until they stood at the door. Santana opened it and Kurt was standing there with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and next to him was... Brittany.

“Kurt...?” Blaine whispered.

“Brit...?” Santana nearly broke down.

Kurt and Brittany entered the apartment and jumped into their partners arms.

“Oh my god, Kurt?” Blaine mumbled and kissed Kurt frantically. All teeth and tongue and warmth and... Kurt.

“Can we go somewhere to talk?” Brittany asked Santana after they ended their embrace.

“Yes, let's go to my car. We really need to talk.” Santana pulled at Brittany's hand and they gestured to the elevator.

Kurt and Blaine separated for just a moment and nodded at them, immediately returning to kiss and touch each other in the middle of the hallway of Blaine's apartment.

“God honey, I missed you. Let's never do such a thing ever again.” Kurt pulled back a little to look into Blaine's eyes and handed him the flowers.

“Thanks for the flowers. They're beautiful. I missed you too, baby. And never again. These were the worst 3 days ever. Can we go back to kissing, please?” Blaine grinned against Kurt's lips, cupped his cheek with his free hand and stroked his cheekbone lovingly.

“Yes, please.” Kurt grinned back and dove into the kiss.

“Okaaaaaaaaaaaaay lovebirds. Can you at least give us a minute to leave before we have to witness you two jumping each other here?” Sam grinned and came into the hallway with the others on his heels.

“Oh my god, you have company. I didn't know. This is embarrassing... Blaine? Why didn't you say something?” Kurt blushed like a tomato and ducked his head into Blaine's neck and whined a bit.

“Hey, it's OK baby. I told them about you and they want to get to know you. Shall we make a quick introduction and then they will leave until the next time?” Blaine stroked Kurt's hair softly.

“Uh-hu... OK.” Kurt mumbled and lifted his head to look at Blaine's friends. “Hi, I'm Kurt. I'm Blaine's boyfriend.” He smiled at the others.

“Hi Kurt. I'm Sam. Blaine's best friend. It's so nice to meet you.” Sam introduced the others and smiled at him. “I'm so happy you're here and you can talk everything through. I couldn't stand Blaine crying and weeping. It was horrible.”

“Thank you, Sam. It's nice to meet you all too. Sorry for the interruption. I didn't know Blaine had you over. Well me being here was supposed to be a surprise.” Kurt smiled at Sam and wrapped his arm around Blaine's waist.

“No problem. We were done eating and will leave you two alone to... talk or whatever you're up to.” Sam smirked at both of them.

“Yeah, they will totally talk...” Thad laughed out loud.

“Leave the boys alone.” Tina said and shot Kurt a warm glance.

“See you around, Kurt.” The others said in unison and patted both Blaine and Kurt on the shoulder when they left.

“Thanks for coming, guys. It was great to see you!” Blaine turned around to his friends.

“Bye, Blaine. Enjoy your boyfriend.” Trent called from the front door.

All the friends started to snicker and whoop when they finally left the apartment.

“Finally alone.” Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear. “How long will you be here, baby?”

“Until tomorrow. I have to go back in the afternoon.” Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine soundly on the lips when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Kurt saw that he had gotten two messages. One from Cooper and one from Santana.

Cooper: 'Hey baby bro's boyfriend. How is it going? Are you already down to the dirty stuff?'

Santana: 'I'm going to Brit's place. We need to talk and my girlfriend and I have to make up. Several times. Will look for a job in New York, too. Go back to fucking. Won't disturb you until tomorrow.'

Kurt rolled his eyes at both messages and shook his head. He thought he'd better answer both real quick before they started to harass him.

Kurt: 'We're doing great Cooper, thank you. I don't kiss and tell so stop texting. We're busy.'

Kurt: 'Sounds great, Tana. Good you are back together. You were more of a bitch than ever before and Brit calms you down. No comment to the fucking. You are horrible. Have fun. See you tomorrow.'

Kurt pocketed his phone and watched Blaine watch him.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” Kurt asked startled and touched his face.

“No, your face is perfect. Are you hungry? Thirsty?” Blaine smiled and stroked Kurt's cheek.

“Yes, but not for food...” Kurt growled and attacked Blaine's face with kisses.

“Kurt... Let's move this to the bedroom. Come on.” Blaine pulled at Kurt's hand to guide him to his bedroom before he remembered the flowers in his hand and ran to the kitchen to put them into water.

On the way to the bedroom they pulled at each others shirts to remove them, still in the hallway. When they arrived at Blaine's room they were already down to their underwear. Blaine's knees hit the edge of the bed and when he fell backwards he pulled Kurt with him who landed on him with an 'oof'.

“Do you want to talk first? About what happened?” Blaine stopped kissing Kurt and looked him straight in the eyes.

“Can we maybe talk later? I just want to feel you first. I promise, we will talk about everything you want but I need you.” Kurt sighed and caressed Blaine's face with the palm of his hand.

“OK. But we will talk afterwards, all right?” Blaine asked and kissed Kurt on the tip of his nose.

“Yes. I promise. What do you want, honey?” Kurt asked in a husky voice an licked a stripe from Blaine's collarbone to his left ear.

“Will you make love to me, baby? Nice and slow?” Blaine smiled and softly stroked over Kurt's back.

“Of course! How do you want me?” Kurt asked and kissed his boyfriend with fervor.

“Will you spoon me?” Blaine let his hands glide from Kurt's back into his briefs, softly grabbing his butt cheeks until Kurt moaned loudly.

“Yeah, yeah. I can do that. Turn on your side.” Kurt whispered hotly in Blaine's ear.

Both removed their underwear frantically and Kurt laid himself behind Blaine, kissing his neck and his shoulders, while caressing his whole body. Blaine's hands searched for the lube and the condoms in his drawer and he laid both items on his pillow. Kurt's cock was already poking at Blaine's cleft. Kurt reached for Blaine's cock and started to pump it a few times until Blaine panted and moaned.

“Will you lift up your leg for me, honey?” Kurt asked and stroked Blaine's left thigh until Blaine bent his leg to expose his most private part.

Kurt groaned at the sight, grabbed for the lube and coated his fingers. He rubbed his forefinger in slow circles over Blaine's hole until Blaine got impatient and tried to swallow his finger in one go. After the initial uncomfortable moment Blaine relaxed and fucked himself on Kurt's finger, begging for more. Kurt obliged and added another. When they were up to three and Blaine couldn't take it anymore he shouted.

“Kurt baby please I need you. Can't wait any longer. Please please fuck me.”

“Shhhh honey, I've got you.” Kurt soothed him and removed his fingers. After rolling on the condom and lubing himself up, he lifted Blaine's leg even further up and entered him slowly.

“Oh god, you are so big...” Blaine moaned.

“Did I hurt you? Shall I stop?” Kurt panicked and tried to pull out.

“No! No... It's perfect. Go slow for now. Baby your cock is perfection.” Blaine babbled and rocked back a bit to get Kurt deeper.

When Kurt was all the way inside him, both panted like crazy and stroked each other on every part of the body they could reach.

“M-move please...” Blaine sighed and bucked his hips.

“OK.” Kurt kissed Blaine's shoulder again and started to move his hips. Pulling out until only the head was inside and then pushing back in. Smoothly and slowly, finding a perfect rhythm for both of them. After what felt like hours Kurt felt the heat coiling in his stomach, sending him the message that he was close. He grabbed Blaine's cock and stroked him in the same rhythm as his hips slapped against Blaine's butt. Blaine keened and moaned out loud. He grabbed behind himself to pull at Kurt's hips to get him to move faster. Kurt obliged and their movements became sloppy and uneven. The only sounds in Blaine's bedroom were their moans and mewls, whispered names and endearments and skin slapping against skin. Blaine bent his torso a bit to change the angle when Kurt slammed his cock against his prostate. One last shout from Blaine send them both over the edge and Blaine came over Kurt's hand and Kurt convulsed into the condom, deep inside of Blaine. Kurt wiped his hand on the sheet, planted a loud kiss on Blaine's neck and pulled out slowly. He removed the condom and threw it into the trash can next to Blaine's bed.

“Oh my god...” Blaine panted erratically.

“You could say that.” Kurt smirked and fondled Blaine's stomach.

“Baby would you freak out if I told you now that I love you?” Blaine asked with a nervous voice and turned on his back to look Kurt into the eyes.

Kurt arched an eyebrow and smirked at Blaine. “No I wouldn't. Because I love you too.” They crashed their lips in a passionate kiss with their arms and legs tangled together.

After a while of cuddling and kissing Blaine said “Kurt, we need to talk about what happened and what we plan to do next. What will we do? How often can we meet?”

“Well, I already thought about this. I can't do the long-distance thing and you are still in college for a while. So I have to stay in the resort until the end of summer before I can quit my job there and look for work here in New York. Would you be interested in that?” Kurt grinned and pecked Blaine on the lips.

“Wow. You would quit your job for me? And move back to New York? I don't know what to say, Kurt. I hope you really want that, because I don't want us to fight about this in the future. That I made you come back, you know?” Blaine furrowed his brow, deep in thoughts.

“No honey. I want this. I want us and you're here so there is no way to stay there. And the reason why I left New York was the breakup with Adam. I love New York and I miss it! I will start to look for jobs here tomorrow morning and we'll see how this goes.” Kurt stroked Blaine's chest and planted a kiss on his sternum. “And Santana wrote me earlier that she wants to move to New York too.”

“OK, if this is really what you want, I might have an idea. But no promises. Let me check this tomorrow and let's get up to eat something and later a movie?” Blaine grinned and patted Kurt's butt.

“Don't wanna. Want to stay here and cuddle.” Kurt pouted and wiggled a bit on top of Blaine.

“We can cuddle on the couch too. Come on. Get up.” Blaine giggled and tried to move Kurt over to the side to get up.

“Only if you promise to fuck me later. Hard.” Kurt said hotly and his eyes were glowing with want. Blaine felt himself getting hard again.

“I can definitely do that. Later. First talk, then eat and movie, then sex.” Blaine cackled and got up to get his boxer briefs back on.

Kurt grumbled but obeyed. He put his underwear on too and Blaine handed him a pair of sweatpants and a shirt. When both boys were casually dressed they went over to the living room and Kurt eyed Blaine's DVD collection to find the perfect movie for them to watch.

They talked about the insanity that happened back in the hotel with open minds and Kurt explained Adam's kiss and that he had been the one who texted Blaine and later deleted the messages and Blaine's number from Kurt's phone. They talked about them being sorry for the mistrust and the hurt that was caused because of that. They cried and laughed in unison and promised to talk more in the future, which they both hoped they had.

A small snack and half a movie later Kurt was bent over the couch naked and Blaine pounded hard into him, holding Kurt by the hip and the shoulder, both boys yelling obscene profanities in their ecstasy.

After this intermezzo they were in desperate need of a shower, where Blaine had his legs wrapped around Kurt's hips while he was fucked against the tiles.

Totally exhausted from their sex marathon, they fell into bed, bodies entwined and touching from head to toes.

“I love you, Blaine.”

“I love you too, Kurt.”

Their breaths evened out and both boys were sleeping soundly...