Kurt woke up early on Monday morning. He lounged lazily in bed with his eyes mostly closed before he moved. He couldn't remember the last time he had woken naturally, instead of by an alarm, his beeper from the hospital or one of the kids diving onto their bed. He suddenly scrunched up his forehead. Something else felt different. He peeked under the covers.

Whoa! I slept naked!

That was also something he didn't do on a regular basis, what with the kids loving to wake them in the mornings. He lifted the covers further and peeked over at his husband.

Mmmm... he's naked too.

Kurt scooted over and curled into Blaine's side, wrapping an arm and a leg around him to pull him close. Blaine wiggled a little and mumbled for a second, but then sighed before drifting back into a dreamless sleep. Kurt chuckled to himself. Blaine had good reason to be exhausted. His mind drifted happily to the night before.

"Come here, sweetie," Blaine whispered as he moved off of the lounge chair once it became dark and the stars were shining down. "Scoot toward me and I can carry you to bed." Kurt peeked an eye open and sighed.

"You're the sweetest, but I'm awake now. You weren't exactly smooth when you got up," he teased as he stretched. Blaine tried to look a little miffed, but ended up just smiling and offering Kurt his hand to stand up.

Kurt stood to his feet, leaned into Blaine's arms and started placing small kisses on his lips, over and over. He wrapped his arms around the nurse's waist and pulled him in, the kisses slowly growing deeper and more intense until Blaine's breath hitched and he was rubbing up against his husband where they stood.

"I thought you were tired?" Blaine panted.

"I am," Kurt responded sleepily. "I'm still a man on my honeymoon though. I'm up for all the sex I can get. You willing to do most of the work though?"

"I've been doing all the work all day!" Blaine said a little indignantly. Kurt shrugged.

"Suit yourself. Night." He leaned in and rubbed himself against Blaine's hard-on before turning and walking to the house.

"You are such a fucking tease," Blaine growled and grabbed him from behind. Kurt laughed and allowed Blaine to grab his waist roughly and pick him up so that the doctor's legs were wrapped tightly around his husband. They stumbled their way to the bedroom, Blaine only coming close to dropping him once. They fell onto the bed with Blaine whipping off their clothing as fast as he could. He spread Kurt's legs wide and pushed his ankles up by his ass. He sank down and moaned as he licked a circle around the still slightly stretched opening before skillfully sliding his tongue in and out. Kurt writhed for a minute, relishing the feelings, before blindly groping next to the bed for the lube. He attempted to toss it down to Blaine and hit him squarely in the face.

"Sorry," Kurt laughed breathlessly. Blaine just shook his head with a grin and a roll of his eyes before quickly slicking his fingers and giving his husband another stretch, starting with two fingers and quickly moving on, scissoring and stroking until Kurt was nodding his assent a little frantically. Blaine covered himself and scooted to his knees. He grabbed a pillow and pulled it quickly under Kurt's backside before grabbing his ankles and propping them onto his own shoulders. He then grasped his husband's thighs and slowly pushed in. Kurt let out a low moan and reached out to stroke the hands that were caressing his thighs. He squeezed Blaine's hand a little, which Blaine knew meant to give him a moment to adjust before moving. Blaine couldn't help but thrust forward a bit though and managed to stroke against Kurt's prostate in the process. The doctor moaned again, this time letting go of Blaine's hands and reaching behind him to brace himself on the headboard. Blaine continued to grip Kurt's legs tightly and began to thrust in and out slowly. The sight of Kurt, on his back, spread wide and vulnerable, grasping the spindles on the headboard with white knuckles as he allowed Blaine to enter him over and over was too beautiful a sight for him to handle. It didn't just speak of the lust and desire they felt for each other, which was obvious. It spoke of the unbelievable amount of love and trust they shared. There was never a moment so intimate and connecting as this. Blaine's breathing became difficult as not only his climax swelled within him, but his emotions. He began to thrust harder and faster and Kurt clung to the headboard even more desperately.

"I love you so much, Kurt," Blaine managed to choke out.

"I love you too," Kurt's eyes were closed as he met every one of Blaine's thrusts with a slight lift of his own hips. It was obvious that his orgasm was building much more slowly and he spoke up. "Go ahead, baby."

Blaine yelled out almost instantaneously and his last thrust seemed to move in slow motion as he came so hard that he collapsed down immediately, spent beyond belief. They lay just like that for a few minutes, Blaine gathering strength and Kurt rubbing his back soothingly. Eventually Kurt's need to be released became apparent and he was unintentionally throbbing and pushing little thrusts into Blaine's chest. The nurse rolled off to the side and reached down to stroke Kurt gently for just a moment before taking off at full speed, seeing as his husband was already so close. He leaned over while pumping steadily and took one of Kurt's nipples into his mouth, flicking with his tongue before sucking firmly. This was all Kurt needed. He tossed his head back in a wordless cry and flung his hips into the air as his climax ripped through him. Slowly he relaxed and sank back down before opening his eyes again to gaze at his husband. He almost snorted in laughter at what he saw.

Blaine had fallen into immediate slumber, still grasping his husband's penis.

Kurt leaned over the start pressing kisses into the crook of Blaine's neck, where he knew the nurse was the most sensitive. He pressed part of his weight down on his husband and started sucking actively. Blaine moaned a little and cuddled closer to him, but didn't even begin to wake up. Kurt sighed. If Blaine was still asleep after being given a hickey then he really did need the rest.

The doctor groped blindly for his glasses and stood from the bed. He started to reach into the still unpacked bag for some shorts to throw on but then smiled to himself.

Hell, we're on vacation... and our honeymoon. I'll be crazy for once in my life.

He left his clothing behind and walked out to the kitchen in the nude. He opened the refrigerator door and stepped back to try and decide on breakfast when he heard a gasp from behind him.

"I'm sorry, sir! Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" A young blonde in her early twenties who had been toting a cart full of cleaning supplies was standing in the doorway, seemingly paralyzed and unable to stare anywhere but at Kurt's exposed privates. His eyes widened and he did the one thing he could think of. He grabbed a gallon of milk from the fridge and held it in front of him.

"What are you doing in here?" He spoke a little more harshly then he meant to, but he couldn't really be blamed.

"I am just so sorry!" She seemed almost frantic by now. "They said to come and clean this morning but there must have been a mix-up! I'll just..." she turned quickly to leave but tripped over her cart in the process, landing to the floor with a crash. Kurt's doctor's instincts took over, despite his nudity, and he had to stop himself from rushing over. He clutched the gallon of milk to him a little more closely.

Damn, that's cold!

"Are you alright, honey?"

"Um, yeah, I think I'm fine. Just ready to die of embarrassment is all." She purposely kept her gaze pointed to the floor and rubbed her ankle as she flushed a deep red, but her voice was filled with obvious pain. Kurt sighed and shook his head in disbelief.

"Stay right there, okay? I'm going to go... make myself more appropriate... and be right back. I'm a doctor and would like to check out that ankle."

She looked up at him in surprise before unintentionally focusing on the milk jug again. She flushed once more before looking down to the ground and nodding her assent.

He glanced around for an exit and backed away through the other door before dashing down the hall and shutting their bedroom door with a slam. Blaine sat up in a jolt of surprise and stared at his husband in sleepy confusion before giving him an odd look with one eyebrow quirked.

"May I ask why you are covering your junk with a gallon of milk?"

"May I ask why you didn't tell me that you hired a maid who just walked in, saw me naked, fell in shock, twisted her ankle and is now waiting for me to treat her?" Kurt shot out in exasperation, cheeks pink as he set the milk down on the bed and reached into his bag for some clothes.

"Um, honey? I hired a maid to clean for us." Blaine gave him a sheepish smile before hopping out of bed and grabbing some clothes of his own. "I didn't think that she was supposed to show up until we specifically requested her though. Is she alright?" He hopped on one leg as he jumped into the gray running pants he found and threw on a white v-neck undershirt. Kurt slipped into his blue board shorts and a fitted black tee before they hurried down the hall.

"We'll see," Kurt sighed.

They found the girl trying to hobble toward the door, obviously not able to put much weight on her ankle. She turned when she saw them coming.

"Really, I'm sure I'm fine. Please don't go to any trouble. I can't apologize enough for this." She seemed fairly upset and the men realized that she was probably afraid of getting into trouble or fired. Kurt automatically felt sympathy for the young girl.

"Honey, it's fine. It was just a miscommunication. It could have happened to anybody. And you are not okay. You can barely walk." Kurt spoke gently as he walked up to her and bent down to glance at the ankle. "I think I can get a better look at this if you're sitting down, and you'd definitely be more comfortable. Do you mind?" He held out his arms in an offer to carry her and she nodded with another blush. Kurt wasn't the biggest guy, but he was fit and toned, so he scooped up the petite girl fairly easily.

He carried her into the living room where he set her down on the couch. Blaine followed close behind and placed a small foot stool for Kurt to sit on in front of the girl.

"What's your name, sweetie?" Blaine asked kindly as he crouched down by her side.

"Lauren," she answered a little shyly. Kurt had taken a seat in front of her and propped her ankle up on his leg.

"I'm going to push up your pants a little to take a closer look at this, okay, Lauren?" He looked at her over his glasses as he pushed up the hem of her jeans. She nodded and grimaced as he applied some light pressure.

"Does it hurt here?" He asked. She nodded quickly. Blaine moved down next to his husband and pointed to the injury.

"Look, babe. It's already swelling up. She probably sprained it pretty good." Kurt nodded his agreement.

"Yeah, I'm guessing that it's a sprain and not a fracture but we can't be sure without an x-ray."

Blaine moved back up next to the girl. "You really need to get to a hospital and get this x-rayed just to make sure, but it's most likely a sprain. Unfortunately a sprain can be just as painful as a break sometimes, though. I'm so sorry, Lauren."

"It's not your fault!" She exclaimed and looked at the couple in wonder.

"How did you get here?" Kurt asked.

"Bike," she sighed.

"Well, you can't pedal on this ankle, that's for sure. I'll call and get us a ride into town. I'm assuming there isn't a hospital on the island," Kurt looked at her questioningly. Lauren shook her head. "Do you have someone that can take you across on the ferry?" He asked.

"Yes, if I can just get to town my best friend can take me. We are both working here this summer."

Kurt looked to Blaine and his husband nodded with a smile.

"You make the call and I'll get some ice." Blaine kissed the top of Kurt's head and went to the kitchen.

"Are you both doctors?" She asked curiously after Kurt made the call, noting how they both seemed to know what they were talking about.

"I'm a doctor. My husband is a nurse," Kurt answered with a smile. Blaine walked back into the room then, holding the ice.

"You couldn't have injured yourself in a more opportune place," he told her with a wink as he gently pressed the ice to the swelling.

"Again, sirs, I can't tell you how sorry I..." Blaine cut her off.

"Lauren? Stop apologizing. You are just fine. If I had walked in and saw this man naked for the first time I'd have been flustered and tripped too." He smiled wickedly at Kurt and the doctor snorted a laugh, smacking his husband on the backside as the nurse walked past to see if their ride was there yet.

Minutes later, they heard the carriage pull up in front of the house and Kurt scooped the girl up again in his arms and carried her out. Blaine climbed in first and helped her settle on the seat, propping her foot up on his lap to keep it elevated. After lifting her up, the doctor climbed in next to her, telling her to lean back against him if she needed to get comfortable.

"Wow. You guys are seriously two of the nicest men I've ever met." She sighed and shook her head as they took off down the road. "It's true what they say. The best ones are either taken or gay. With you two it's a double whammy."

The couple burst out laughing and linked their fingers together behind the girl's head.

After leaving the girl in the capable hands of her roommate, and giving her a hug goodbye, they decided to stay in town for a bit, thinking they could eat and look around.

They wandered the quaint streets with amusement and interest. Being July, it was prime vacation time and the sidewalks were filled with families. Everywhere they looked, children were skipping along with their parents, eating ice cream and playing.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Blaine asked, as one tired looking mother, being pulled along by two rambunctious looking boys, passed them by.

"That as much as the kids would love this I am soooo glad it's just the two of us?" Kurt shot him a sideways glance with a smirk. Blaine laughed out loud and kissed his husband's cheek.

"Exactly."

They continued down the sidewalks for a bit taking in the atmosphere. No cars were allowed on the Island so everywhere they looked there were bicycles and carriages. Along the main stretch there were several places to rent bikes. They looked into it and found that they could rent bikes for the duration of their stay and not always have to rely on a carriage to take them back and forth to town. They decided to rent the bikes when they were ready to return to the house.

It was nearing noon and they hadn't eaten yet, so they entered a small restaurant called Village Inn. The food was home-cooked and delicious. Kurt had their whitefish and Blane ordered their three-cheese chicken penne. They enjoyed sharing bites of their food and left feeling contentedly full an hour later.

"So, we are half-way through the second day of our honeymoon and have yet to have sex today." Kurt stated casually as they strolled down main street.

"I highly recommend that we remedy that then." Blaine replied, guiding them straight to a bike rental shop.

As they neared their place, Blaine surprised Kurt by pulling his bike off to the side of their private section of woods rather than toward the house. The doctor followed him curiously. They parked their bikes just outside of the woods.

"What are we doing?" Kurt asked as Blaine grabbed his hand and pulled him into the thickest part of the trees. Blaine kept walking and answered without turning around. He fished in the pocket of his pants and pulled out another small bottle of lube, holding it in the air above his head.

"You wanted to be able to say that you've given road head over a bridge? I've always wanted to be able to say that I've been thoroughly fucked in the woods."

Kurt tripped on the root of a tree and only the hold Blaine had on his hand kept him from falling on his face.

They found the perfect spot minutes later. They were just far enough in that no one would be able to see or hear from the road, and as long as people obeyed the private property rules they were safe from being found. The grass was mossy and soft in a small space surrounded by trees with thick branches and leaves. They felt like it was a spot made just for them. They glanced at each other with a smile the moment they happened into the little opening. Blaine turned and threw himself into his husband's arms, thrusting the bottle of lube into Kurt's hand.

Kurt gathered Blaine to him and breathed in deeply as he played with his husband's lips for a moment with his tongue. He could never get over how moist and soft they were and they always tasted amazing. He felt sure it had something to do with the constant lip balm Blaine applied and he loved it. He sucked the nurse's lower lip into his mouth and worked his tongue so that he could taste him completely. Blaine melted into his arms and gave in to being ravished.

Kurt lowered them both to the ground and set the small bottle off to the side for a moment. He put all of his weight onto Blaine and the nurse groaned with pleasure at the feeling of being pinned down and grinded into by his husband. Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist and dug his heels into the doctor's ass, pulling him as close as possible. They both moaned softly as they started to thrust lightly into each other. It grew heated fairly quickly and Kurt stopped with difficulty, his breathing heavy.

"Here, get up," he panted as he sat back and pulled Blaine into a sitting position. He quickly turned his husband around so that he was on all fours and grabbed the bottle of lube before pulling his husband's pants down to his knees. He quickly wet his fingers and traced down Blaine's backside, placing kisses down his spine before slipping his fingers down completely and slowly pressing one in, then quickly working to drag it in and out.

"Mmmhhh... god, yes, Kurt..." Blaine fast adjusted to the small stretch and thrust himself back on Kurt's hand, asking for more. The doctor scooted up on his knees and bent over his husband, rubbing a hand down his back and kissing him everywhere as he stretched and stroked until Blaine was practically fucking himself back on the fingers inside of him.

"Now..." Blaine groaned. Kurt quickly pulled himself out of his shorts, giving himself a couple of pumps with his lubed up hand before grabbing either side of Blaine's ass and slowly pushing in until he was fully sheathed. He gave his husband a moment to adjust to the fullness, but was almost shaking from the tension of being so completely enveloped and not being able to thrust like his body was screaming at him to do. He grunted loudly in relief when Blaine gave his head a quick nod. He pulled back out, grasping Blaine's hips roughly and pushed back in until he bottomed out once more.

"Oh... fucking shit, Blaine... so good..." he picked up his tempo as he lunged in repeatedly.

"Kurt, touch me," Blaine called out in a thick voice, "so close!"

Kurt pulled away a hand from Blaine's hip that was now tacky from dried lube. After hesitating for just a moment, he spit into his hand and reached it around to take hold of his husband's fully hard dick and pumped him quickly. Blaine started to quake and crumple after just a moment and Kurt threw his own thrusts into hyperdrive. Kurt came just moments before Blaine. He could feel the nurse's orgasm approaching as the muscles started tightened around his cock and it completely pushed him over the edge. Blaine followed a split-second later.

"Shit! Shit! Fucking shit!"

"Sweet fucking hell!"

Kurt gave one last simultaneous thrust and pump before wrapping his other arm around his husband's chest. He held him there as he lay down and rested his cheek on the nurse's back. Blaine's arms finally gave out and he sank to the ground on his stomach. Kurt pulled out as he started to soften and rolled to the side so that he could pull Blaine in and spoon him from behind. Both lay panting for a moment before Blaine reluctantly sat up and pulled his pants back into place with a look of distaste.

"Next time I'm going to make sure and throw some condoms in my pocket along with the lube. Now I have to walk back to the house with your cum leaking out of me." He spoke in an annoyed voice but he smiled back at Kurt anyway. Kurt just grinned up at him with a lazy smile. He was still lying on his back and exposed, not yet having the energy to tuck himself away. Blaine reached down with smirk and did it for him before helping him to his feet. The nurse reached down and grabbed the small bottle that had fallen to the ground and tucked it back into his pocket. Kurt wrinkled up his nose.

"That bottle can be thrown away when we get back. It got all tacky at the end."

"Hmmm," Blaine pulled it back out to look at the brand then shrugged. "No worries. I've got more." Kurt let out a small laugh.

"Yeah, I noticed that they keep appearing. How many did you buy?" Blaine shrugged again and kept walking as he linked his fingers with his husband's.

"About fifty."

After reaching the house they hopped into the shower, where Kurt sank to his knees and sucked Blaine off with relish. After collapsing back onto the shower wall to catch his breath Blaine reciprocated with a magnificent hand-job.

Still damp, they slipped into their swim trunks and headed out to the beach, lazing around on blankets before wading in the water as they strolled hand-in-hand. As they walked, Kurt noticed that Blaine grew quiet and was gradually gripping his hand tighter.

"Honey, are you okay?" Kurt finally ventured, reaching out with his free hand to touch Blaine's shoulder. Blaine seemed to be jerked out of a daydream at his husband's voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just... I don't know. Walking down the beach like this... it gave me a little flashback to mine and Alex's honeymoon. Just... really strange mixed emotions. Ya know?" Kurt gave him an understanding smile and leaned in to place a small kiss on his cheek. Kurt didn't need to say anything. There was nothing to say. That was a part of Blaine's package and moments like these, here and there, were to be expected. He just needed to be there.

Blaine glanced up and smiled at two middle-aged women who were sitting in beach chairs. All he received back though were glares and looks of disgust. He sighed and made to pull his hand away.

"Except for he and I were in an exotic place where no one really cared that we were gay. Why did we stay so close to home again?" Kurt looked up for a moment in confusion before seeing the problem. He refused to let go of Blaine's hand though and even leaned in to place another kiss on the nurse's cheek.

"Because, while I am all for an exotic vacation, I refuse to form my vacation plans around homophobes." Kurt stated loudly enough for the women to hear. Blaine laughed to himself, personally loving when Kurt's bitchy side came out.

The doctor glanced around to make sure that there were no children within view before he looked pointedly back at the women and made an elaborate production of pushing his glasses further up on his nose with only his extended middle finger.

After grilling their dinner on the deck and enjoying an outdoor meal, Blaine filled the jacuzzi tub in their bathroom.

"I don't know about you, but I am covered in sand," he laughed to his husband as he pulled down his shorts and brushed himself off. Kurt did the same and grimaced at the filth covering their floor.

"Please tell me that there is someone to replace the injured girl and clean for us?"

"Yup, I talked to them when you were grilling. They apologized profusely but I made sure they knew that it was just a mistake. I hope she doesn't get into trouble." Blaine bit the inside of his lip a little anxiously as he sat on the edge of the tub to check the water temperature. Kurt reached down and placed a kiss on his lips.

"I love how much you care about people," Kurt carded his fingers through the curls lovingly. Blaine closed his eyes at the touch.

"Mmmm, I love how you TAKE care of people."

"I love your curls."

"I love your blue eyes."

"I love your abs."

"I love your dick."

"Would you like to become more closely acquainted with it?"

"Oh, god yes."

Kurt sank down into the tub with a grin and reached for Blaine. The nurse climbed into the water on top of his husband and straddled him, playing with and stroking him until he was completely hard. Kurt sighed and sank down a bit in the water. He opened his eyes to see Blaine grab another little bottle of lube from the side of the tub. He barked out a little laugh at the sight and Blaine smiled seductively.

"Told you I had plenty more."

Kurt didn't even get a chance to respond as Blaine slicked up his fingers and quickly thrust them into himself. He was up on his knees in the tub over Kurt, eyes closed, head tossed back and moaning. Kurt swallowed hard as he watched his husband finger himself and reached out to stroke Blaine's semi hard-on, causing the moans to increase. Soon, the nurse pulled his fingers out and sank down onto Kurt in one move.

"Gah! Oh my... fuck, yeah!" Kurt choked out. He tried to continue stroking his husband but the angle was a little awkward because of how they were sitting in the tub. Blaine let out a breathless laugh.

"It's okay... you don't... I'm gonna..." he rose up and sank down hard again, "Shit, Kurt! Yes!"

Kurt knew he meant that he would come without the extra help so he sank back once more and enjoyed the ride. The doctor watched with hooded eyes as his husband rose and sank down repeatedly on his shaft, riding him faster and faster as white, hot heat boiled up inside both of them. He struggled to keep his eyes open so that he could watch the change on Blaine's face. A flush crept up the nurse's neck and cheeks and his breath started coming out in short pants. His forehead wrinkled and a look of absolute pleasure came across his face. Kurt dug his fingers into his husband's waist, desperately trying to hold his climax at bay until the nurse came.

Blaine cried Kurt's name with every hit to his prostate, repeated jolts of pleasure coursing through him.

Kurt finally gave in, clutching Blaine so tightly that he was sure to leave bruises. He let out a strangled cry and felt overwhelmed by the fact that his peak seemed to hang on and surge even higher as his husband continued to slam down on him.

Eventually the nurse began to slow and they continued to move together at a gentle pace, helping to work each other through the aftershocks. They finally stopped moving and Blaine pulled off with a sensitive grimace, settling down in the water and leaning against the opposite side of the tub, facing Kurt.

They smiled at each other and the doctor sighed in contentment. He reached out to rub a hand over Blaine's leg but stopped short when he glanced over the side of the tub. They had succeeded in splashing out half of the water onto the floor and it had mixed with the sand, forming a minor disaster.

"Can we just stay in here until the maid comes tomorrow to clean?"

"We already sprained one maid's ankle, honey. Let's not give this one a heart attack."