"Where are we headed?" Kurt asked, right before getting soundly thumped in the face by a branch that Blaine had just let go of.

"Frick!" Kurt doubled over, clutching his face.

They had been slowly winding their way up a steep hill on a little used path that was overgrown with trees and undergrowth. Blaine had been clearing the way, sort of.

"Oh my gosh, Kurt! I'm so sorry!" Blaine was trying to hide his laughter as he leaned in to check his boyfriend's face. Kurt stood up with blood trickling from his nose, wearing a death glare. Blaine's amusement died away quickly.

"Shit. I'm really, really sorry!" The curly haired boy quickly reached into his backpack and pulled out an emergency ice pack. After wringing it in his hands, he gently pressed it to his boyfriend's face.

"Here, tip your head back a bit," he instructed the taller boy. Kurt winced at the pressure on his sensitive nose.

"So Casanova, what other incredibly romantic plans do you have for this date?" Kurt mumbled through an already stuffy nose. "You gonna toss me into a thicket of thorns? Go swimming in the lake and get me covered in leeches?"

"Don't be such a downer!" Blaine shot out defensively, feeling more than a little guilty.

"Can you blame me, Blaine?" Kurt eyed him skeptically over the ice pack. "The first time we met you almost made me wet myself. During capture the flag you jumped me and tackled me to the ground. Our next galavant in the woods led to you getting your hand stuck in my pants. Like, literally stuck." Blaine pouted a little, feeling put out. "Finally, and foremost of our adventures, I fell on top of you and kneed you in the family jewels, you tripped and knocked me into the mud, and we ended with getting caught in a compromising position by our boss. We don't exactly have the best track record, darling." Kurt closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, scrunching up his forehead at the discomfort. After a moment he noticed that Blaine was completely silent. He peeked open an eye to see his boyfriend staring at him with eyebrows raised and mouth hanging open slightly.

"What? It's the truth!" Kurt felt a little bad for his negativity but he was in pain and annoyed.

"It's not that..." Blaine trailed off and took Kurt's hand. The brown haired counselor looked at him curiously.

"What is it then?" He finally offered up a small smile. Blaine was suddenly looking shy and it was adorable.

"You called me darling."

Kurt paused in shock. It had been so automatic. He bit at his lip and laughed softly. "I guess I did."

"I'm going to kiss you now." Blaine pulled the ice pack away and stepped close.

"Okay," Kurt whispered.

Blaine leaned in, parting his lips for a soft kiss. He breathed Kurt in and pressed closer for a deeper kiss.

"Blaine?"

"Yeah?"

"You're really hurting my nose."

"This was totally worth the journey and the injury." Kurt sighed with contentment as he rested his head back on Blaine's lap. The curly haired boy smiled and ran his fingers though the brown hair. He loved his boyfriend's hair. It was soft and silky and always smelled like coconuts. His own hair was usually a crazy, frizzy mess that he attempted to tame with vast amounts of product.

Kurt nuzzled into his hand. He loved having his hair stroked as much as his boyfriend loved to do it. He felt close to purring with contentment.

"So, you're not mad at me anymore for giving you a bloody nose?" Blaine leaned down to rub the tiniest eskimo kiss onto his boyfriend's still puffy nose.

"I had forgiven you, but I will quickly change my mind again if you don't leave it alone." Kurt smacked the other boy's face away and shot him a look of irritation. Blaine just grinned and leaned back on his palms, looking up at the blue sky.

"You're always so cheerful." Kurt stated softly, turning on his side so that he was facing out toward the gorgeous view.

They were near the edge of a cliff that overlooked the lake at Camp Arborwood. The side of the water that the campers used was directly below them, so they were unseen and had an amazing view of the lake and surrounding forest. It was if they were completely alone, encompassed by the beauty of nature.

"Is that a bad thing?" Blaine resumed playing with the other boy's hair. Kurt laughed a little.

"Not in the slightest. It just takes some getting used to... in a good way. I can tend to have a negative outlook sometimes... or just get plain bitchy." It was Blaine's turn to laugh.

"I know."

Kurt snorted. "Way to return the compliment, babe." Blaine gently grabbed his boyfriend's shoulders and turned him so that they were looking at each other.

"I love that about you, Kurt." The prostrate boy quirked an eyebrow.

"You love the fact that I can be a bitch?"

"I love the fact that you are full of fire. I love the fact that you are full of passion and determination." Blaine trailed a finger down the other boy's face lovingly. Kurt looked at him with wide eyes, feeling his heart start to race. No one had ever said anything like that about him before. He sat up and looked Blaine in the eye, reaching for his hand.

"I love the fact that you are so optimistic. I love the fact that you always have a kind word to say about everyone. I love the fact that you care so much."

Both boys stared at each other for a moment, not daring to breath or say another word. They both had one thought on their minds but they didn't dare voice it out loud.

I love you.

"We kind of, balance each other out, huh?" Blaine slotted their fingers together and gazed into Kurt's eyes a little nervously.

"Yeah." Kurt smiled and leaned in for a kiss.

Slowly, they lay down together and started to kiss deeply. Before they knew it they were writhing and rubbing against each other, still reveling in the newness of the feelings. Blaine pulled back and stopped.

"What?" Kurt breathed under him heavily. "We're in a private spot. No one is going to walk in on us."

"No, I know. I'm not stopping completely." Blaine smiled and leaned down to place gentle kisses on Kurt's neck. "It's just, last time we did it like this we ended up with a... sticky situation." Both boys blushed. "I was thinking that we could... maybe... try something different." Blaine watched Kurt for his reaction.

"What did you have in mind, exactly?" Kurt pushed himself back into a sitting position and eyed Blaine cautiously.

"Well, what if we, um, did to each other what we... you know... normally do by ourselves." Blaine trailed off, feeling mortified.

"What do we 'normally do by ourselves'?" Kurt looked at him in confusion.

Blaine gave him an exasperated look. "You know!"

Kurt just shook his head, looking at Blaine like he was crazy. "Um, no. I obviously don't. Explain it to me. What do you 'normally do by yourself'?"

Blaine just gaped for a moment before burying his face in his hands, trying to figure a way out of this conversation. Kurt suddenly burst out laughing.

"Oh my gosh! You should have see-hhee-heen your face!" The brown haired boy flung himself back on the ground and rolled in laughter. He was clutching his side, trying to catch his breath when Blaine grabbed a handful of leaves, ground them up and stuffed them down his shirt.

"Hey!" Kurt yelped, still laughing hard. He pulled out the hem of his shirt and shook out the leaves before crawling over to Blaine and kissing him lightly.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. You were so freaking embarrassed. You made it too easy." Kurt grinned and pulled his boyfriend in for another kiss, parting the boy's lips with his tongue so that he could taste him. Blaine sighed, forgetting his irritation at being made fun of and enjoying the feeling of his boyfriend's tongue sweeping through his mouth.

"Yes, Blaine. I jerk off at home, as do you. I think it's a great idea." Kurt smirked into his boyfriend's mouth. "We still have a mess at the end though, what are we going to use to..." Blaine gave him an embarrassed glance and pulled a pack of wet ones from his bag. Kurt giggled.

"I see that you came prepared."

Blaine shrugged.

"Okay, so how do we do this."

"I don't know. I guess, you scoot over here... yeah, like that."

"Would it help if I put my leg... oh crap, I don't think I can bend that way."

"Wait, wait. I know. You move right here and let me..."

"Oh yeah, that's better. This'll work."

When they were finally settled into a comfortable position they sat and looked at each other.

"I don't know about you, but I feel ridiculously awkward now." Blaine spoke up.

"Yeah. That was definitely the most awkward beginning to sex in history." They both laughed.

"You still in the mood?" Blaine questioned softly.

"I'm a seventeen-year-old guy. I'm always in the mood, Blaine." The curly haired boy grinned.

"Just making sure." He reached over and slowly unzipped his boyfriend's jeans. "Do you want to do this at the same time or..." Kurt was already breathing heavily.

"Let's try for the same time." He reached to unzip Blaine's pants.

Blaine swallowed hard as Kurt reached into his boxer briefs. He reciprocated right away. Slowly they started to pump, occasionally giving a little twist or rub under the head. They fell into a steady rhythm and scooted closer together as they stroked each other until they were both achingly hard. Kurt could feel himself trembling slightly and saw a tiny bead of sweat break out on Blaine's face.

"Blaine, I'm gonna... I can't..."

"Go ahead, baby."

Kurt threw his head back and let go, a loud moan escaping his lips. He tried his best to keep stroking Blaine while riding out his own high but it wasn't easy. Blaine helped by thrusting hard into his hand. He was soon letting out his own moan and Kurt felt something warm squirt across his hand and arm. After a moment they were both breathing heavily and looking at each other with goofy grins.

Once their breathing had slowed and they started to feel the need to clean up, Blaine reached with one hand and grabbed the wipes out. Kurt grimaced.

"Um, I'm suddenly overly aware of the fact that you are still holding onto my dick."