Chapter 9

Blaine hugs me tightly and kisses my neck. “You know, I was so freaking nervous and scared that you would slap me in the face or kick me in the junk or something.”

“What? I have manners, Blaine. I would have punched you in the gut.” I cackle and Blaine laughs out loud.

“It's late, darling. Do you want to go to bed? And show me your awesome moves?” Blaine waggles his eyebrows at me and I just stare at him incredulously.

“You've got to be kidding me. I'm tired and we had sex a few hours ago. Are you horny again?” I shake my head and Blaine throws me a pleading look.

“Baby, you make me horny all the time. And I promise that you don't need to do anything. Let me do the work and just enjoy me worshiping you, okay?” Blaine nearly begs at this point and strokes my thighs and then higher and higher until he reaches my groin.

I gasp audibly and Blaine pushes my shirt a bit higher to kiss my abs and my stomach with featherlight kisses. I sigh happily, close my eyes and get comfortable when my phone rings again. I groan out loud and grab the frustrating thing.

“It's Tommy. Family phone time done for the day then, right?” I grin and pick up, “hey baby-boy.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaad. Really now? I'm an adult. Please don't call me baby-boy anymore.” Tommy sounds a bit annoyed but I know my son.

“Stop moaning. I know that you love it when I call you that. What's up?” I ask and put him on speaker.

“Oh nothing much. I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you and papa. How are you?” Tommy says and I can hear voices in the background.

“Aw Tommy. We miss you too. So much. Not necessarily right at this point but in general.” I grin and he sighs.

“Okay, let me guess. You are alone with papa and you're having sex right now. Shall I call you later? Or tomorrow?”

“No! Don't worry. We will have time for that later. Tell me how you and Patrick are doing. Are you both all right?” I ask and Blaine sits back on the couch next to me.

“We're doing great, dad. Listen. I was wondering if you wanted to visit us next weekend?” Tommy's voice is a bit unsure and I start to worry.

“Tommy? Please tell me what's going on? You are on speaker and your papa and I worry.” I say and grab the phone tightly.

“No, please don't worry. It's nothing bad. I really need to talk to both of you face to face, but it's nothing to worry about. So please don't think that. I promise. It's just that Patrick and I would like to see you if you can manage a visit next weekend.” Tommy sounds a bit surer now and I can practically see him running his fingers through his dark curls. He looks so much like Blaine. My handsome darling-boy.

I look at Blaine and he nods his agreement.

“Sure. We'll visit you next Saturday then? Would that be okay?” I ask and I practically hear Tommy grin on the phone.

“Yes! Great. We look forward to your visit then. Thank you both and see you Saturday! Love you both so much. Give papa a kiss. Bye!” And with that he ends the call.

“Well, well, well,” Blaine says. “I think there is an engagement coming our way.”

“What?? No way. They are much too young to think about such a commitment.” I huff and cross my arms over my chest defensively. “And don't tell me that we were young too when we got engaged. That's totally different.”

“It's not and you know it.” Blaine replies with a smirk.

“Let's wait and see, okay? Maybe it's something totally different.” I stand up from the couch and carry our glasses and plates to the kitchen.

Blaine follows me, wraps his arms around my waist from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder. “Honey, we won't lose him. You know that. He's still our little boy and you know how much he loves us and his sisters. Don't worry too much. I can see you getting scared. Don't. All will be okay. I promise.”

“I know that,” I sigh and put my head back onto his shoulder and close my eyes to let Blaine just hold me and sway me for a moment. “I'm scared and I can't believe he's already nearly 21 years old. He was just a baby with amber eyes and brown curls a few days ago.”

Blaine snickers and kisses my jaw. “Kurt, you are ridiculous. Don't let him hear that. You have to let go at some point. He's an adult and the twins will be too in a short time. That means we have the house to ourselves again and that's not all bad, right? You're getting melancholic and I understand that. But think about it. In a few years we will be granddads and then our children will be happy to visit and let their children have a sleepover here to get some alone time. And you can gush over the babies again like you did when ours were that age. But this time we can give them back. Ha! That's a nice bonus. We will have an awesome time!”

“Hm,” I whisper, “that thought is actually pretty nice.”

“Thought so,” Blaine grins and kisses along my neck until I squirm.

“Okay, mister. You promised me worshiping. You can start that, now. I'll be waiting for you naked on our bed. Don't take too long or I'll be sleeping already.” I chuckle and run towards our bedroom when Blaine yells after me.

“You mean you'll be snoring if I'm too late.”

“I don't snore, Blaine. Don't say that all the time. It's not true and you know that.”

“It is true and YOU know that my darling.”

“If you don't stop saying that I won't let you do anything to me again tonight, Blaine. Your choice.”

“Fine! You don't snore. You just breath really loud. Better?” Blaine says and I hear him running towards me.

“Another word and you'll sleep on the couch. I mean it, Blaine. Don't tease me. You know I'll stick to it when I'm being pressured.

“Come on. I was joking. Get naked and I'll be with you in a minute.” Blaine states and I hear him rummaging in the bathroom.

“Okay, but hurry. I'm really freaking tired.” I get rid of all my clothes and lie back on our bad face down on my pillow with my arms crossed underneath.

A minute later Blaine enters the bedroom and gets comfortable sitting on my thighs. He's not entirely naked because I can still feel his boxer briefs on my skin. A delicious smell fills my nose and I immediately recognize our massage oil. I'm thrilled at the prospect of getting a nice massage from my husband and relax even more into my pillow.

The first touch of Blaine's hands is on my shoulders. He must have warmed the oil beforehand. It's awesome and I sigh happily.

“Relax, darling. I will ease your tensions from the day and the events from this evening. Just let yourself go for a bit and enjoy.” Blaine murmurs and plants a kiss on my right shoulder.

“Oh you bet I will. Thank you, honey.” I whisper and let Blaine do his magic.

He strokes my shoulders with little pressure, increasing it when he feels knots in my back muscles and caresses the same spot afterward to ease it again. I'm totally relaxed when he reaches the small of my back and changes the position to massage from my thighs to my ankles. I moan a little when he starts on my toes. I definitely don't have ticklish feet, otherwise I would probably already have kicked him in the face. Blaine doesn't touch my butt and moves towards my biceps and forearms.

“Do you want me to massage your front too, honey?” Blaine asks with a low voice and I lift my head to look at him.

He's still in his underwear and I can see the bulge in his briefs. I turn around on my back and watch him as his eyes get darker while he rakes his eyes over my body as if it would be the first time he sees me naked. The thought gets me going really fast and I feel myself harden on the spot.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Kurt. I still can't believe you're mine.” Blaine says in awe and places himself on my thighs again.

He lets his oiled hands glide over my chest and I close my eyes for a moment. I feel his fingers squeezing my nipples and gasp. Blaine's hands glide over my abs and he positions himself between my parted legs to start with featherlight touches on my thighs. I can't help myself and start to moan lowly.

I open my eyes again as I feel Blaine leaving the bed. He watches me with heavy lidded eyes and removes his underwear.

Then he crawls back on the bed, I grab him around the waist and we roll around for a moment, kissing passionately and hungry.

When we settle again and gaze lovingly into each others eyes, Blaine turns me on my front again and starts to caress my butt. I spread my legs a bit and he checks how open I still am from earlier. After he got us both ready he lies on top of me and enters me slowly.

“Oh god, Blaine. I love you so much.”

“I love you too, baby. Are you feeling good?”

“Yes, I'm feeling awesome. Don't stop.” I moan and throw my head back a bit.

“Wouldn't dare,” Blaine groans back and picks up the pace just a bit.

We move together for what feels like hours until I can't hold back anymore.

“Blaaaaine, I'm close. Please... move faster. Make me come.” I cry out and Blaine hammers over my prostate until I scream and come for the second time this evening.

Blaine thrusts another three times into me until he's buried as deep as possible when he lets go and comes too.

“Oh god. Can I pass out now?” I ask breathless and Blaine giggles.

“I'll clean us up and then you can sleep, darling.” Blaine pets my butt and climbs from the bed.

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When I wake up it's still dark outside. The perks of getting older are that you don't need as much sleep as you did with 20.

Blaine lies on his back and I am snuggled against his side, head on his chest. After a soft kiss on his peck he slowly opens his eyes.

“Good morning, handsome. Did you sleep okay? You were already sleeping when I came back from the bathroom.” Blaine says with a sleep-filled voice and rubs his eyes.

“I did and I was, I guess. Thank you for yesterday. For taking care of me and being there when we read through my diaries. It felt good to read it together and discuss some of the entries with you. Do you want to go on after breakfast?” I yawn and stretch when I sit upright on our bed.

“I'd love to if you want. Let me get some breakfast for us and we can eat in bed. Shall I bring the diary?” Blaine gets up and is already on his way to the kitchen.

“Yes please. And get no. 3 too. I think we're nearly at the end of no. 2.” I get up and take a quick bathroom break and brush my teeth before I head back to bed.

I hear Blaine rummaging in the kitchen and a delicious smell of scrambled eggs fills my nose. My tummy growls.

After another couple of minutes he enters the bedroom with a tray of food, OJ and coffee. I never loved my husband as much as right now in this moment. No, that's not true but in this moment it could be.

“Here comes the breakfast, honey. Get yourself comfortable and I'll get the diaries.” Blaine sets the tray on my side of the bed and hurries back to the living room before he's back with the two diaries.

We eat in relative silence and share some glances and a few sweet kisses during breakfast. When we're done I place the tray on the floor and we snuggle back against the headboard of our bed and I flick through the pages until I find the next one.

December 2013

Dear diary.

OMG.

OMG.

OMG.

So much for taking it slow....

Um. Let's just say that Blaine's and my feelings match each other. And we are still very much compatible sexually...

Well. After a night of incredible sleep and a heavenly breakfast with my girls and parents and Finn I relaxed until Blaine's and my date in late afternoon. First we went for coffee in the same shop. We met up in front of it and kissed briefly but so sweet in greeting. After an hour of fun and just talking and laughing we took a cab to a nice restaurant, where Blaine had reserved a table for us. Dinner was great and it's so funny that we fell just into our normal routine with each other. It wasn't awkward or strange or something. It felt like we never were apart at all. Well. Of course we were and we need time to ease the pain we felt for over a year but I'm positive that we'll get there again. I want to make it work and Blaine seems to think the same way. After this delicious dinner I asked him if he wanted to take a walk and after another hour of strolling through Central Park hand in hand we stood in front of Blaine's hotel. He asked me if I wanted to come up and I agreed. We shared shy glances in the elevator and light touches. When we entered his room all shyness fell off of us and we hungrily attacked each others mouths. Not even 5 minutes later we were naked on his bed and I bottomed for the first time in over a year again. Wow. It felt like the first time again. It was amazing. Loving and hungry and desperate. When we cleaned up in the shower I fucked Blaine against the tiles and I have no idea how often we got each other off the rest of the night. I can't think of a time where we did it this often and so long. In the middle of the night we passed out and when I woke, Blaine was draped over my body and I felt at peace for the first time in so long. I was a bit scared that Blaine would retreat again when he woke up and that he would tell me that it was just a hookup for old times sakes but he assured me that we would make it work. He had a plan but he wanted to wait to tell me until the new year because he wasn't sure if his plan would work out and he didn't want to make me sad in the end if it didn't. I could live with that and he promised me that he would definitely visit me for spring break latest if he didn't get the chance to come over sooner. Unfortunately my income wouldn't allow me to fly over to San Francisco anytime soon. So I really hope he'll stick to his plan. We will Skype and call each other of course. But meeting up is so much better, if possible. Well, let's face the music when it starts playing. Right now, in this very moment where I am alone in my room after a lovely “see you later, honey” from Blaine when I left his hotel room I am incredibly happy. I could cry. Maybe I did. Um. Well. Okay, I did. But we'll see each other later again and Blaine will be over at our apartment. The whole bunch of the family (and yes, I see my girls as family too) will be here and we will have a nice night in with board games, movies and football. Ugh. I already told Finn that I appreciate his concern regarding Blaine, Rachel too, but that I am a grown up and I am sure of our relationship and that I beg them to give Blaine a chance. Otherwise I will get bitchy with them and they hate it. So, tonight will be interesting. I don't think dad will make a scene. He loves Blaine like his third son and apparently they already talked everything through without my knowledge. I can't wait for our future. I still have 2 days with Blaine before he has to go back and I intend to make use of it as much as possible. Duh. Obviously. Of course I had some kind of walk of shame this morning when I came back home. Rachel bitched that I was so stupid to fall right into bed with Blaine again, Britt was happy and asked me how many babies we made and Santana just asked if Blaine's dick had a growth spurt unlike himself... Holy fuck my girls are nuts. And you know me, I gave little or no answers to any of them. After a nice hot shower I fell into my bed and slept for another couple of hours. I hear banging on the door. Must be dad, Carole and Finn. Have to get ready. See ya, Kurt xo