Kurt woke on his stomach Wednesday morning to the bed bouncing and shaking. He quickly pulled his head up in sleepy confusion. For a split second he was excitedly hopeful that Blaine was doing something kinky, maybe masturbating next to him. He looked up eagerly but found his husband fully clothed and bouncing up and down on his knees enthusiastically, like a child. The nurse reached his hands down and shook the other man on the shoulders.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Kurt glared at him and let out an irritated sigh before burrowing back down in his pillow and pulling the blanket up over his head. Blaine plopped down on his stomach next to the doctor and pulled the blanket back. He placed several loud and sloppy kisses down the back of Kurt's neck.

"Wake up, baby! Come on!"

Kurt whined with his head still buried in his arms.

"Why? You're fully clothed so it's doubtful that I'm waking up to get sex. If you're not gonna do me then let me sleep." He tried to pull the blanket over his head again, but Blaine jerked it away with a laugh.

"It cracks me up that, for as much of a morning person as you are once you're awake, it's a bitch to actually get you out of bed sometimes." He grabbed Kurt's hand and pulled him up into a sitting position.

"What?" Kurt whined again. He glanced out the window and his eyes widened. "It's not even light out yet! What could possibly be so important that we need to get up this early?" He threw himself back on the bed once more. Blaine stood and snatched the clothes he had already set out for Kurt and placed them on the doctor's chest before straddling him. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his husband's lips.

"We're going to go for a run together," Kurt gave an irritated grunt but Blaine kept on talking, "and we're going to watch the sun rise and I'm going to make love to my handsome husband on the beach before it's filled with people."

Kurt's eyes popped open. He grabbed the clothes and dove out of bed to throw them on.

The husbands sank down in the sand next to each other on their private section of beach. They were breathing heavily and sweating from their short run, but feeling refreshed and invigorated. Blaine put an arm around Kurt's waist and pulled the doctor in to his side. Kurt rested his head on his husband's shoulder and they relaxed into each other as they watched vibrant colors start to spread across the sky. Blaine leaned over slowly and tipped Kurt's chin up toward him. He took his time, movingly so slowly that Kurt's breathing was almost ragged in anticipation by the time their lips connected. Blaine parted his husband's lips with his own and gently entered his mouth with his tongue. Kurt sighed in satisfaction and felt his body grow slack as Blaine deepened the kiss and slowly lowered him onto his back, rolling his hips down so that they were grinding together.

"Oh my god, Blaine," Kurt sighed again. He moved his own hips upward, desperate for more contact. He made a sound of exasperation as the nurse pulled away.

"Come on," Blaine pulled the doctor to his feet, "in the water." Kurt felt a slow grin come to his face and kicked off his trainers before dashing ahead into the water. Blaine hopped on one foot and then the other as he tried to rid himself of his own running shoes and came close to falling face first in the sand.

The water was still fairly chilly from the early morning, but heat was already radiating from the rising sun and they were still warm from their exercise so they adjusted quickly. Once they were out far enough in the water so that they were covered from the chest down, Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips and hiked him up onto his waist. He could already lift his husband without too much trouble, but in the water he was light as air. Kurt clung to him tightly with his arms and legs and they quickly started to move together, enjoying the freedom of less gravity to weigh down their movements.

"Fuck. Why haven't we done this sooner?" Blaine gasped, leaning in to suck on his husband's neck.

"I don't know," Kurt laughed, "but we're definitely going to do it again. Wait a minute." He hopped down to his feet and Blaine whined in protest, trying to draw him back in. "Patience, baby. I'm going to make this even better." The doctor slipped off his shorts and reached over to slip off Blaine's.

"What are you doing?!" Blaine whispered as he glanced around to see if anyone was looking. Thankfully the beach and water were still empty of people.

"Relax," Kurt shot him an evil little grin and he hooked both pairs of shorts around his arm before jumping back up into the nurse's arms. "No one can see us and we'll put them back on when we're done."

Blaine still glanced around anxiously, but quickly lost himself again in the amazing feeling swelling up inside as Kurt lined their cocks up next to each other and began steadily rolling in and up from his perch on Blaine's waist. The heat from their bodies and the coolness of the water made for a fabulous combination. Soon they were groaning loudly as they slid against each other and came hard over each others' stomachs. They stayed that way for a little while, kissing softly and slowly, before Kurt scooted down to his feet and they both tried to pull on their shorts. It was a little more difficult to do in the water than they anticipated. They were laughing hard as they held each other up each time they almost went under in their struggle to squeeze into the soaking wet clothing. They lazily walked back toward the beach, but stopped short when they saw a young family gathered in the shallows collecting shells. The mother was bent over, helping her small son put his finds in a bucket. She glanced at them and huffed loudly without saying a word.

"Mommy? Were those guys playing Twister in the water?" The child pulled on his mother's leg. She shot the couple a searing glare and tried to distract her son with a pretty new shell.

Both men blushed deeply and quickly made their way out of the water, still holding hands. Kurt kept his eyes steadily forward, desperately wanting to get out of there. Blaine tried to give the parents an apologetic glance, knowing how he'd feel if Addy and Elly had seen two adults having sex in the water. The woman just shot him a look of annoyance but the man grinned and held out his fist as the men passed. Blaine bumped it with a guilty smile. The man shook his head with a look of admiration.

"Props, dude."

Both Kurt and the woman rolled their eyes.

The men burst out laughing the moment they went back inside.

"I can't believe that guy practically congratulated you!" Kurt shook his head and pulled Blaine in for a kiss.

"You're hot, baby. Even straight guys can appreciate that," Blaine mumbled into his neck with a smile. Kurt laughed harder and pulled back to draw his shirt over his head.

"I'm fairly certain he was congratulating you on doing it in the ocean, not for doing it with me." Blaine shrugged and pulled Kurt to him to kiss his bare chest.

"Want to christen the other shower down here?"

"Shit, yes."

After a long shower, where Blaine pressed his husband up against the wall and languidly made love to him, they eventually made their way back to the bedroom, damp and naked. They both grabbed some board shorts and tossed them on as they went to the kitchen for some breakfast. They cooked french toast on the stove together, pausing frequently to make-out and rut against each other, slowly working their way toward another love-making session. They sat on the bar stools in the kitchen, feeding each other small bites and kissing lazily. As they finished eating, Kurt slowly ran his hand down Blaine's chest and grasped his length through his shorts. Blaine groaned and thrust his hips forward.

"Living room?" The nurse breathed.

"Yes, please." Kurt grabbed Blaine by the shirt and pulled him into the other room. They had just fallen to the couch and Kurt was pressing down into his husband when something caught his eye.

"What is that?" He sat up abruptly, leaving Blaine lying there, panting and reaching for him.

"What are you doing?" Blaine gasped. "Come here!"

"Blaine, look at this." Kurt's voice was a little incredulous sounding and it captured Blaine's curiosity. He sat up and was surprised to see a huge gift basket sitting on the coffee table. Both men smiled at each other and knelt down next to the basket, pulling away the card from that was attached to the giant bow on top.

"When was it delivered?" Blaine wondered.

"I'm guessing when we were in the water," Kurt shrugged.

They opened the card.

~Hope you're enjoying the honeymoon guys! Just a few things to make it as 'pleasurable' as possible. ;)
Love, Nick and Jeff~

"Oh my goodness! This was so sweet of them!" Kurt exclaimed as they pulled off the wrappings and found a pile of treasures. There was a bottle of champagne and two bottles of wine, fresh fruit and chocolate dipping sauce, candles and bath salts packaged separately so they didn't taint the food, and several wrapped packages. Blaine grabbed one of the packages and opened it quickly. He blushed the moment it was open though and pushed it back in the basket.

"Maybe not so sweet," his face was bright red and he refused to meet Kurt's gaze.

"What?" The doctor asked with a laugh and snatched up the package to see for himself.

"Oh." He looked up at his husband slowly and an embarrassed smile spread across his face.

"Let's open the rest of them." He whispered.

"Do you want to... um... try stuff like this?" Blaine asked him a little shyly.

"Why not? We're grown-ups. We're married. Let's be adventurous."

They scooted quickly back up on the couch and pulled the basket in between them. Kurt bit his lip and pulled out the package they had already opened. They both blushed again profusely and giggled a little as they looked at each other.

"Oh my god, we're adults! I can't believe we're both embarrassed by this! Okay, time to get over it." he pulled out the gift and examined it a little more closely. It was several firm beads on a long string with a ring on the end.

"Have you ever used anal beads before?" Blaine eyed his husband warily. Kurt snorted.

"Blaine, you are officially married to the most conservative gay man in the world. I don't think I've tried anything we'll find in this basket. Um, have you?" Blaine laughed and gave his husband a kiss.

"We're in the same boat then. This will be fun." He winked at Kurt, feeling his embarrassment slip away a bit with the knowledge that they would be experimenting together.

"Oh my gosh! You've got to be kidding!"

"What?"

"They included handwritten instructions and pointers!" Kurt buried his face in his hands and Blaine snatched the note and read it.

"I will officially not be able to look them in the eye when we get home."

They slowly went through the rest of the packages. Along with the beads they found a dildo and some light bondage gear including a blindfold, restraints and handcuffs. There was a note on the handcuffs saying that they were from Puck that read:

~Go nuts my little fairies~

Kurt buried his face in his hands again.

They went on to find even more lube and some condoms which they laughed at, saying that they now had enough to get them through the next year. Finally the found the item that both mortified them and turned them on the most. A small plug that came with a remote control to make it vibrate.

"Oh my gosh! I can't decide if I'm horny now or just ready to die of humiliation." Blaine set the basket to the side and and looked at Kurt warily. Kurt steeled himself.

"Nope, we're not gonna be embarrassed. Well, okay, we might be embarrassed, but we'll get over it." He picked up a couple of the items up and held them in the air.

"You first. What do you want to try?" He wiggled his eyebrows and Blaine hid his face in his husband's shoulder for a moment before reaching out and pointing at a box.

"Perfect," Kurt looked at him hungrily before grabbing the item and pushing the nurse back down on the couch.

"Okay, are you ready?" Kurt asked softly, in a rough voice. Blaine nodded. His body was already shaking with pleasure. Kurt had spent the last hour massaging and kissing and stroking until Blaine was both relaxed and trembling with anticipation. His achingly hard erection was already leaking and as Kurt reached out and spread the moisture around the head he groaned loudly.

"Fucking shit, Kurt! Just do it al-fucking-ready or I'm gonna come before you've even started!" Kurt let out a laugh that was low in his throat. He sat back and took the beads, covering them generously in lube.

"Here I go, babe." he carefully inserted the first bead, watching Blaine's face for his reaction. "How is it?"

"A little weird, but too good for me to care," Blaine laughed breathlessly. "More."

Kurt worked slowly to push in one more bead and then another until Blaine suddenly lurched forward.

"MMnnahh... Oh fuck!" Kurt grinned. We've found the magic spot.

The doctor took hold of the ring at the end of the beads and reached up to start stroking Blaine's twitching cock. He had squeezed a little more lube into his hand and his pumping was smooth and steady. The nurse was writhing and twisting, whimpering as his orgasm approached rapidly.

"Kurt!" He called out, letting his husband know that he was just seconds away. Just as Blaine tensed one final time and sucked in a deep breath, Kurt pulled back on the beads as he rapidly increased the rate of his pumping. The beads slowly rubbed one by one across Blaine's prostate and then pulled out of him just as he was climaxing. He involuntarily arched his back high into the air and flung his head back over the arm of the couch.

"Holy... Oh my... You can't... Ever stop... Kurt! Kurt! Kurt! KUUUUURRRT!"

Kurt laughed a little wickedly and watched with great enjoyment as Blaine melted down into the couch with his eyes closed, breathing suddenly slow and steady.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked softly after a moment of complete silence. He leaned in close to peer into his husband's face. He snickered and sat back, holding the device up in front of him to examine it appreciatively.

Husband completely passed out from intense pleasure. That would be a yes to the beads.

"How many?" The hostess looked at the two men with a smile as the walked into the Pink Pony Bar and Grill.

"Two please," Kurt smiled charmingly at the girl and Blaine watched as her face went slack for just a moment before gazing at him dreamily. The nurse smirked to himself, knowing an instant crush when he saw one. Not that he could blame the girl. He looked his husband over appreciatively.

Kurt was wearing slim fitting dress khakis and an electric blue dress shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows and the top two buttons undone, giving the smallest preview of his toned chest. He had forgone his glasses for the evening, his uncovered eyes popping with the color of his shirt. His hair was swept up in a sexy coiffure, a little more messy than his normal hospital do, but not the crazed spikes that he saved for their role playing.

"This way please," she gushed as she led them forward without looking away from Kurt. He smiled pleasantly at her and she sighed as she ran smack into the corner of a wall. Kurt's eyes widened as he reached out to steady her, placing a hand gently on her elbow.

"Honey, are you okay?" He asked in a concerned voice. Blaine knew that it was his professional, medical side coming out, but the girl only saw an incredibly handsome and concerned man with his hand on her arm. She blushed but nodded with a still dreamy look in her eye. She led them forward again, this time paying a little more attention to where she was going.

She sat them at a cozy table off to the side and handed Kurt his menu carefully while blindly pushing Blaine's toward him until it fell in his lap. When she walked away, assuring them that their waiter would be with them soon, the two men looked to each other with humorous glances.

"You've got an admirer, baby." Blaine laughed. Kurt's shoulders shook silently in amusement.

After ordering drinks and waiting until he was sure that his husband was significantly buzzed, Blaine leaned forward and slipped a small bag under the table. Kurt looked at him curiously and took it. After glancing in he snapped it shut quickly, his face turning bright red. He shook his head at Blaine frantically and hissed across the table.

"I can't! Not in a restaurant!"

"That's the point of something like this, Kurt. The risk. Makes it exciting!" Blaine leaned back in his chair and eyed Kurt eagerly.

The doctor swallowed hard as he tried to ignore how hot he felt. He bit the inside of his lip and headed to the bathroom, attempting to hide the small bag in his hand.

He returned minutes later walking stiffly. Blaine tried not to smirk. When Kurt sat down carefully, Blaine asked in a quiet and concerned voice.

"Are you okay? It's not uncomfortable, is it? You don't have to do this." He rushed to reassure his husband.

Kurt managed a small smile. "It's fine, babe. It's actually not uncomfortable at all... it's even turning me on," he finished quietly. "I just feel like everyone in here knows and is looking at me." He glanced around with a blush to his cheeks.

"No one knows, baby," Blaine grinned. "And no one WILL know... depending on how discreet you can be." Kurt looked at him with wide eyes as Blaine reached into his pocket and pressed the lowest setting button on the remote control.

Kurt let out a strangled gasp and stared straight into Blaine's eyes, desperate to keep a neutral expression on his face. Blaine turned the vibrations back off and there was the slightest sag of relief to Kurt's shoulders as he let out a deep breath.

"Okay?" Blaine whispered.

Kurt nodded slowly, eyes never leaving Blaine's.

Throughout their dinner, Blaine would sporadically play with the remote. Kurt found that the anticipation of not knowing when it was coming was almost as good as the vibrations themselves. He ended up gripping the sides of his chair and edge of the table half the time and barely touched his dinner.

As the neared the end of their meal his face was flushed and he trembled the tiniest bit. He eyed Blaine darkly. Anyone else might have thought that the doctor was mad at his husband. The nurse knew that he was begging him with his gaze not to stop... until the hostess came back to their table that is. She leaned in to talk to Kurt with stars in her eyes. Kurt shot his husband a warning glance and looked to the girl with a pasted on smile, hoping to God that she would soon leave him alone.

"So, I just wondered it you needed any tips on places you should visit while you're here with your friend?" She gave him a shy, hopeful look. Kurt was about to correct her when he felt the familiar vibrations. His cheeks flushed and he gripped the edge of the table until his knuckles were white.

"No th-" he choked and coughed, sucking his lips back into his mouth and biting them before letting out a sharp breath, "thank you. We're fine." She looked at him oddly.

"Are you okay, sir?" She asked slowly. Kurt nodded jerkily, not able to speak any longer.

"Are you sure? You look like you might be sick!" She leaned in closer and examined his face in concern.

"I have..." his eyes rolled back in his head and when he slapped both hands down flat on the table the hostess jumped in surprise. He gasped out it a harsh whisper, "I have to go." He jumped from the table and awkwardly rushed in the direction of the bathroom. Blaine stood quickly.

"He'll be fine," he winked at the waitress. "Pardon me but I'm going to go check on my husband." She looked at him in shock as he waved his left hand in the air to show her his wedding ring with another wink. He tossed some bills on the table and ran after Kurt, leaving her standing there with her mouth hanging open.

When he opened the bathroom door just seconds after Kurt, he found his husband bending over the counter, grasping the edge and squeezing his eyes shut, a tiny tear of desperation leaking from the tip of his lashes. He forced his eyes open and looked at Blaine through the mirror.

"For the love of fuck if you don't finish this right now I will kill you. Literally kill you." His voice was rough and as low as Blaine had ever heard it. Without another word the nurse grabbed his husband and pushed him into a stall, slamming the door shut. He yanked Kurt's pants down and the doctor's straining cock sprang free. Kurt grasped the sides of the stall as Blaine sank to his knees and took Kurt into his mouth. Kurt gasped and whimpered, doing his best to stay silent as Blaine hollowed his cheeks and sucked actively. He reached up a hand to trace the outside of the plug and that did it. Kurt's knees buckled and he couldn't keep himself from calling out Blaine's name as he gave in to the intense waves coursing through him. Tears were streaming down his face as Blaine swallowed repeatedly and quickly reached to turn off the vibrations and gently remove the plug, knowing that in just seconds it would stop being pleasurable and start being painful.

Kurt whimpered in relief and sagged forward into Blaine's arms, fairly certain that his legs wouldn't hold him up.

"Blaine... fu... I ca... oh my... that... you just... love... just shit," he trailed off brokenly. He put most of his weight on the nurse, hoping that Blaine could continue to hold him up until he regained his faculties. Blaine took the vibrator and remote, dropping them back in the small bag and tucking them into his pocket with a smirk.

Incoherent husband. Check. We are so getting one of these for me too.

That night they set aside the toys and made love. Blaine slipped into his husband and started a slow and steady rhythm. They kissed each other gently as they worshipped each others' bodies, moving together tenderly. All of the playing around today had been a blast but it had left them with a desire to connect on a deeper level. To simply take each other in, breathe each other in, love each other as deeply and intimately as possible.

"Kurt, you're so beautiful," Blaine spoke softly, feeling close to overflowing with an intense love for this man. Kurt gazed into his eyes and pulled him in for another tender kiss.

"So are you, Blaine. I love you so much," he spoke in a voice thick with emotion.

They kept their eyes locked on each other as they came together, whispering of their love in broken moans.

They fell asleep, wrapped together in a mass of tangled limbs. Both were thanking God for the spouse that they were lucky enough to be clinging to.