Blaine's hands tangled in Kurt's hair, and pulled slightly. This caused Kurt to sigh, parting his lips and granting entrance of Blaine's searching tongue.

Kurt grappled to pull Blaine closer, body screaming FINALLY!FINALLY!Sparks of adrenaline shot through Kurt's veins at the sensation of skin on skin contact. Their smooth chests slid together, legs tangled up, but Kurt wanted more, more. It wasn't enough.

Blaine rolled them over, pinning Kurt under him. He broke the kiss and started mouthing at Kurt's neck. Kurt arched so Blaine could get better access, moaning softly.

Kurt's eyes fluttered shut as Blaine scraped his teeth ever so slightly against Kurt's stubbly jaw. Kurt scratched his fingernails down Blaine's back, causing him to shiver, and then slipped his palms under Blaine's boxers to squeeze his ass. Blaine groaned, bucking into Kurt.

"Oh my god, I can't believe we waited so long," Blaine hummed between kisses on Kurt's collarbone. Blaine swiped his tongue down Kurt's chest, until he reached a nipple. He sucked lightly at the nub, causing Kurt to writhe in pleasure.

"We?" Kurt inhaled sharply as Blaine bit down on his nipple, and started traveling down his navel. "This is all your fault you know, guhnng..."

Blaine was nuzzling Kurt's hip while stroking Kurt's straining erection through his pajama bottoms.

"Fuck, Kurt. You feel so good, taste so good, smell so good," he sighed. "Everything about you is perfect, I can't-"

Kurt pulled Blaine up and started kissing him with fiery passion. Their teeth clashed and their tongues battled for dominance as they moaned brokenly into each other's mouths.

Blaine's hand slipped under Kurt's loose pants, and grabbed his cock firmly by the shaft.

"Please," Kurt begged, breaking the kiss and thrusting into Blaine's palm.

"I've got you," Blaine said breathlessly, as he slid down Kurt's frame once more.

He pulled Kurt's bottoms all the way off, and Kurt felt his erection spring free. In record time, Blaine grabbed him, sliding his thumb through the pre-come pooling at the head.

Kurt became a whimpering mess when Blaine started pumping him lazily, his hot breath ghosting over his cock. Blaine seemed to take pity on him, because he started to mouth lightly at the head.

Blaine sunk down agonizingly slow, until he reached his fist, and started working them together. On each upstroke, Blaine's tongue swirled around the head, and then tickled the underside, before hallowing out his checks and sinking down once more, sucking, slurping. Blaine was excellent at sucking cock, and Kurt reveled in this.

"Yes, fuck," Kurt groaned, resisting the urge to thrust up into Blaine's hot, wet mouth. He settled for fisting Blaine's sweaty black curls, following his bobbing movements.

Without warning, Blaine pulled off and started kissing down Kurt's inner-thighs. Kurt spread his legs, and then Blaine sucked a hickey into the junction between leg and hip, nuzzling the inflamed flesh afterward. Kurt whined because he was so close, yet still so far away.

"Why did you stop," Kurt asked, his voice breathy and high-pitched.

Blaine didn't answer, but started mouthing even lower, until he tongued Kurt's balls ever so slightly. Kurt's breath hitched, and he spread his legs even further apart.

Blaine hummed, gripping Kurt's thighs, and lifting him just a fraction off the bed. Blaine swiped his tongue over Kurt's entrance a few times, causing Kurt to pant.

"Is this okay," Blaine asked, words ghosting over Kurt's exposed skin. Kurt shuddered and managed to squeeze a "yes" through his lips.

Blaine's licked expertly over Kurt's hole again, trying to relax the muscles before sliding in. Kurt shouted in pleasure, screwing his hips down to get Blaine deeper.

Blaine withdrew. "You really like this don't you?" He looked up at Kurt who was nodding frantically, his pupils dilated so wide that his irises were just a thin blue outline.

"I thought you wanted to fuck me, not the other way around," Blaine teased, smirking slightly, playing with Kurt's testicles.

Kurt's eyes clouded even darker with lust. "Yeah, you're right."

And with that, Kurt heaved himself off the bed, and started digging through his nightstand drawer. He pulled out a fistful of condoms and a half-empty bottle of lube, and threw them onto his pillow.

"There's a reason why I rarely bottom," Kurt shared.

Blaine lounged out on Kurt's bed, rubbing his hard on through his briefs, eyeing Kurt's lean form. "Why is that?"

Kurt crawled on top of Blaine until they were flush against each other. He kissed Blaine deeply, rutting into him before pulling back to growl, "because I'm really good at fucking people senseless."

Blaine let out a long, breathy moan. "Then get to it!"

Kurt obliged by ripping Blaine's boxer-briefs off, and then pushing his legs wide apart. Seeing Blaine spread out and waiting like this made Kurt impossibly harder.

"God, Blaine. You're so fucking sexy like this," Kurt groaned, squirting lube onto his index and middle finger, rubbing them together to warm it up.

He teased Blaine's entrance before slipping one finger in, letting Blaine get used to the intrusion. Blaine threw his head back, pushing down onto Kurt's finger. "More," he grunted.

"Already?" Kurt was surprised. "You're a cockslut, aren't you Blaine?"

Kurt slipped in another finger, scissoring slightly. Blaine groaned again and started to fuck himself deeper with the fingers inside him.

"No," he disagreed, panting. "I'm just impatient right now because I can't wait for your cock to fill me up, guh, Kurt!"

Kurt shoved a third finger in roughly, causing Blaine to shout. It has been so long, for both of them and Blaine just reveled in the pain and pleasure of the stretch.

Kurt leaned in close, and nibbled on Blaine's earlobe. "You like it rough don't you," he whispered. Blaine shivered, still screwing his hips down.

"Now, Kurt, please," Blaine whined.

Kurt withdrew his fingers, and ripped open the wrapper with his teeth and his non-slippery hand. He rolled the condom on impatiently, watching Blaine positively writhe with anticipation.

Kurt crawled on his knees and lined himself up against Blaine's entrance, and leaning over Blaine, hand splayed next to his hair. Blaine wrapped his legs tightly around Kurt's waist, pulling him down for a heated kiss.

They both pulled away, gasping for air as Kurt started to slide in. Once Kurt was fully sheathed, hips pressing against Blaine's ass cheeks, they stayed like that for a few moments, just breathing.

Kurt pressed his sweaty forehead to Blaine's.

"Sotight," he whimpered.

Blaine fisted one hand into the sheets, and the other squeezed Kurt's hip. "C'mon move!"

Kurt pulled all the way out to the tip, and then snapped his hips forward, eliciting loud groans from both of them.

"Yes," Blaine whined, throwing his head back against the pillow. The veins in his neck popped out, and Kurt acted on impulse, biting him.

As Kurt picked up his pace, Blaine's grip on him was nearly painful. Kurt knew there would be bruising, but he didn't care. He just wanted more. He wanted it faster. He wanted it hotter, tighter. The only sound in the room besides their exclamations of pleasure was the delightful slapping of wet skin against skin.

Before no time, Kurt was slamming into Blaine, causing the bed to shake and creak with each thrust. At one point, balls deep, Kurt grabbed Blaine's muscular thighs, grinding himself in as far as possible.

Blaine shrieked, and Kurt knew he was on the right track. He took one of Blaine's legs from around his waist and placed it on his shoulder, testing Blaine's flexibility.

It was not in vain, because this new advantageous angle had Kurt brushing against Blaine's prostate with each thrust.

"Sofuckinggood," Kurt ground out before he was coming hotly into Blaine's ass. His hips stuttered, and his eyes rolled into the back of his head from the force of his incredible orgasm.

Once he had come down from Cloud 9, he slipped out of Blaine, pulling the condom off, and he gently pushed Blaine's leg off his shoulder.

"Kurt," Blaine whispered affectionately, making grabbing hands. Kurt got the hint, and with shaky limbs leaned down to kiss Blaine slowly. Their tongues slid together smoothly, lips moving together in perfect synchronization.

Fatigue settling in, Kurt finally collapsed onto Blaine's sweaty chest, huffing out the deep breath he was holding.

However, he jerked his head up in surprise. Blaine was still completely hard between them, dick pressing insistently against Kurt's stomach.

"I didn't make you go?" Kurt inquired, shocked.

Blaine laughed quietly. "What can I say, I have a stallion's stamina."

Kurt couldn't tell if he either felt a blow to his ego, guilty for not getting Blaine off, or thankful that he wasn't with a boy who came right on the get go.

"Here, let me get you," Kurt insisted.

Blaine pressed on Kurt's back, not letting him get up. "No, I'm okay, really."

"But-"

"Kurt, that was the most amazing fuck ever," Blaine sighed happily. "Rest a little, I'm already ridiculously lucky, let me bask in it."

Kurt really didn't know what to say. He had never met anyone so patient for their orgasm, but also so thankful to be fucked thoroughly by him.

Kurt got up on his elbows, kissing Blaine softly. Blaine cupped his face, and when they pulled back, they stared intensely at each other.

Even in the dark bedroom, Kurt could could see Blaine's sparking eyes never wavering, just looking intently back. He stroked Kurt's cheek, rubbed his shoulder blades. Kurt couldn't look away. It was like a gravitational pull was keeping him there, something so otherworldly that he had never experienced before.

And just like that, without thought or reason, Kurt's carefully built walls crashed around him. For the first time in his life he was stripped bare in front of another person, but Blaine still didn't look away. In fact, Blaine saw this change in Kurt and his eyes widened.

In that moment, Kurt knew that he had finally done something right. He felt so vulnerable, that any prick to his skin would sear deep. However, he wanted Blaine to see everything. He wanted to give everything to Blaine. He wanted to share his life with Blaine.

This overwhelming epiphany brought tears to Kurt's eyes. And the next thing that came out of Kurt's mouth, he couldn't filter. This was exactly what he felt. He was so honest, raw and true that it made the whole world disappear except for them.

"I think I'm falling for you."

The words floated around them. Blaine inhaled deeply, his eyes suddenly glassy.

"Oh, Kurt." Blaine's voice was full of pure emotion. When he blinked, a few tears escaped. Kurt's tears followed suit down his nose, and dripped onto Blaine's cheek.

"Blaine, make love to me."

Blaine's mouth opened in surprise. He was completely at loss of words.

Kurt pressed the bottle of lube insistently in his hand after blindingly reaching for it. "Blaine, please." His voice was barely above a whisper.

Blaine sniffled and nodded, letting Kurt squirt lube onto his fingers. He stretched his neck up to kiss Kurt as his hand reached around, and dipped between Kurt's ass cheeks.

He circled Kurt's tight, hot entrance before sliding his fingers in, preparing Kurt slowly and carefully. Blaine took his time, wanting to concentrate on kissing him romantically.

Once Kurt was sufficiently ready, Blaine asked, "Condom?"

Kurt didn't move to grab another one from the pillow. He leaned down and started kissing Blaine's neck affectionately.

"Is it okay if you don't use one," he whispered shakily in Blaine's ear. Blaine nodded, swallowing the lump of emotion in his throat.

Blaine understood. Kurt wanted this to be symbolic of giving himself wholly and completely to Blaine. They had barriers between them for weeks, but now, in this perfect, beautiful moment, Kurt didn't want any at all.

This was going to be real. Face to face and utterly trusting.

Kurt straddled Blaine's hips, grabbing the base of Blaine's cock, lathering him up with lube before easing himself down.

Kurt leaned forward onto his forearms so he could look into Blaine's eyes and kiss him whenever he wanted to. Blaine bent his knees so the front of his thighs would cradle Kurt's bottom with each thrust.

Blaine stroked Kurt's hair as they panted into each other's mouths, breathing each other's air. Blaine fucked into Kurt slowly, pulling his body as close as he could, relishing at the feel of their naked bodies being one.

Kurt's knees tightened against Blaine's sides as they picked up the pace. Kurt let his head fall into the crook of Blaine's neck, feeling tears prickle at his eyeballs because this was just so much. It was like all of what they were feeling was coming out of their pores and floating into the air between them. So full of meaning, and very powerful.

Kurt felt his heart pump irregularly against Blaine's. Every inch his body was being touched by Blaine, and he wouldn't wish it any other way. Kurt didn't want to back up to pump himself to orgasm, because that would mean less direct contact.

Blaine came, and the noise that erupted from his mouth was the most beautiful thing Kurt heard in his life.

Kurt's cock slid against Blaine's slippery stomach a few times before he toppled over the edge once more. Kurt was instantly aware that this orgasm was different from all the rest he had ever experienced. Along with sparks of pleasure through his nerves, a gorgeous warmth swept through his veins and to his chest, which he felt like was bursting at the seams.

Kurt moaned and cried, feeling words flooding to his throat, but he couldn't say them. The world turned white, and then he floated back, feeling Blaine heaving against him.

"I've never felt like this before," Blaine said. "I can't even explain it."

Kurt could tell Blaine was crying too, and it was okay. Because Blaine knew what Kurt wanted to say without saying them. They were feeling the exact same thing. It was the most remarkable thing in the world.

Blaine stayed inside of Kurt, despite the mess dribbling out. They held onto each other desperately, letting their feelings explode around them.

As they kissed, they could taste the salt of their happy tears. They touched each other all over, making sure the other was real. Eventually their desperation turned to bliss, and they drifted off to sleep.

Since the death of his father, Kurt finally didn't feel like was all alone.