The drive wasn't too long, just light traffic where the streets of New York where usually stuffed with cars.

Blaine stayed in his lap the whole time, pressing close and working on Kurt's neck. Kurt had tightened his arms around the other man, keeping him from moving too much with the motion of the car, enjoying the weight on top of him.

When they reached Blaine's building they nearly fell out of the car, as Blaine refused to lose his hands and lips on Kurt for just one second.

But something changed on the way up the stairs to Blaine's apartment. Kurt could practically physically feel it. Blaine took a long moment to open his door, fumbling with his keys nervously before succeeding in opening the door.

He held it open for Kurt and with a small smile and wide eyes he motioned for Kurt to enter.

The main room of the flat was big, with stone walls and big windows, a door leading to a balcony. There was a kitchen on one side with a counter and a couple of mismatching barstools.

There was a piano in the corner and Kurt wondered fleetingly if Blaine played. Besides that there were a lot of cupboards with books, a large TV and different gaming stations and a huge, very comfortable looking couch with cushions.

The walls were lined with posters of bands and movies, photographs and even two or three paintings which, even though surely not worth millions, were obviously not bought at the next street corner.

It looked sort of high class second hand and even though it looked very boyish and certainly like the home of a student, it stuck to a color theme and spoke of the hands of someone who knew how to fit a room together, something that Kurt could appreciate.

He looked back at Blaine, who was nervously chewing his lip, like he was awaiting a judgment and it occurred to Kurt that he indeed was.

"It looks really nice, Blaine. Sort of cozy student chic?"

Blaine chuckled at that.

"I am living here with two friends from high school, which both study in New York as well. We share and well they are sort of rich so they could afford something way better and their rooms are sort of onlychic... but I didn't want them to pay for me. I get by and they understood so we kept our living-room/kitchen in my budget as well."

He flushed lightly when admitting not being as wealthy as his roommates but Kurt just smiled back. He was the son of a self-made shop-owner, a working class-child. Providing your own education wasn't foreign to Kurt, rather something he could admire.

"You should have seen the place I moved in when coming to New York with Rachel all the way down in Bushwick." He laughed and Blaine smiled at him adoringly... too adoringly, reminding Kurt suddenly of the cause he had really been on.

Quickly he moved in, crowding Blaine's personal space and moving him back against the counter. He placed his hands on the counter of both Blaine's sides. His voice dropped when he spoke again.

"Well then, Blaine. Why don't you show me how nicely you did by decorating your room?"

It was just a whisper, a gush of hot air against Blaine's ear. Blaine shivered and Kurt smirked.

A moment later, strong hands were framing his face as Blaine lightly nibbled at his bottom lip, swiping over it with his tongue to smooth the reddened skin. Kurt opened his mouth slightly, inviting Blaine in and as soon as he felt his tongue moving along his the heat and urgency of the cab ride returned.

With a growl Kurt grabbed Blaine's thighs and lifted him on the counter. Blaine's breath hitched in surprise but he only slung his legs around Kurt's waist and his arms around his shoulders, pressing him in close, seemingly unable to let Kurt's lips slip from his as he continued to kiss him feverishly.

Blaine whimpered and moaned into his mouth as Kurt started to suck on his tongue and all the pretty sounds went straight to Kurt's steadily growing erection. The tightness of his pants was becoming unbearable!

Experimentally, he pressed in closer, rubbing his clothed cock against Blaine's crotch. Instantly Blaine pushed back, his body shuddering, as he dug his heels into Kurt's back to pull him in closer.

It was too much and absolutely not enough.

Reluctantly Kurt pulled back. He noticed how Blaine chased his lips, eyes still closed and his eyelashes creating long shadows over his cheeks. He was beautiful!

"Bedroom. Now." Kurt rasped his chest suddenly very tight while his cheeks got even hotter at the sight in front of him.

"Second door. Left." Blaine sounded breathless, his eyes still closed and a smile on his lips as his chest heaved heavily with ragged breaths.

Kurt quickly untangled Blaine from around him, leading him into the bedroom, not even looking around before pushing Blaine onto the bed.

He quickly pulled off Blaine's shoes, snickering as he saw that Blaine wasn't wearing socks, before exposing of his own boots and socks.

He straddled Blaine's lap, gazing down for a moment at the man that was his for the night and grinned happily. Blaine's hair was loosening from his gel cage, softly curling at the edges and it looked so soft that Kurt just wanted to bury his hands in it. His strong chest was heaving, while the muscles under the tanned skin of his arms were flexing like he couldn't decide if he should just pull Kurt down or wait for him to make a move. Blaine's pupils were blown but around the black of the iris a golden shine of the iris was still glowing. He looked perfectly debauched and as Kurt's gaze went south he grinned wider, noticing the promising bulge in Blaine's tight slacks.

Quickly Kurt pulled off his grey tee, exposing flawless milky skin to Blaine's adoring eyes. Kurt had learned long ago that his fabulous look of many layers and shirts was as unfunctional for clubbing and setting out to get laid as were his knee high boots, so he normally opted for something simple, which was easy to dispose of on nights like this. Only his skin tight jeans, this pair of flaming red, wasn't something he could compromise on.

Blaine's eyes were flickering, taking in the naked skin, roaming up and down, only stopping for a second on his nipples, his hands twitching, clearly indicating what they really would rather be doing.

Slowly Kurt leaned down, placing one elbow right next to Blaine's head while the other lightly graced the fabric of his bow tie.

"You know, Blaine ,this bowtie really does not make sense to me at all." Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear, while lightly tugging at the bow.

"You look oh so preppy in it and then you move and dance and smile and you're just teasing Blaine, working me up with how hot you are." Kurt bit lightly into Blaine's earlobe as he untied the knot and Blaine gasped, his hips jerking lightly.

"And then you kiss me, Blaine and you get all hard for me because I know you are..." As to prove his point Kurt moved his hand south from the bow tie and cupped Blaine's erection but providing nearly no relief at all as Blaine started to press against him. A desperate whimper escaped his lips and Kurt only continued to nibble at his earlobe, occasionally dipping into his ear.

"It makes me wonder Blaine" he was practically purring by now, his hand still stroking Blaine, "about how dapper you will be when I ride you, your nice cock buried deep inside me. Will you still be so dapper by then or will you just take what I give you, moaning my name?"

"Anything you want." Blaine rasped, his voice thick with lust.

"Mhh... I think you really want to touch me don't you?" Blaine's hands were clutching the sheets, his breath ragged while his hips were still searching for friction against Kurt's palm but he still managed to nod jerkily.

"Then do it, Blaine."

In an instant Blaine's hands were roaming Kurt's back, scratching, exploring and leaving goose bumps in their wake.

Kurt shuddered, his hand moving up lightly to finally unbutton Blaine's pants, his lips sucking and biting the skin of Blaine's now open collar.

Blaine's hand wandered south, leaving his lower back before cupping his ass and squeezing hard, eliciting a deep moan from Kurt, muffled against the skin of Blaine's neck.

And then, something changed. Kurt couldn't exactly say what and why but suddenly strong hands on his hips flipped him over and soft lips attacked any patch of skin they could find.

Blaine kissed and sucked at his stomach, moving up, swirling his tongue around one nipple while his hand tweaked the other. Kurt gasped, eyes closing as his hands shot up to bury themselves in Blaine's hair, trying to keep his mouth close to his skin.

Blaine sucked and bit all over his chest, stopping just a moment to lean back, pulling his polo off to cover Kurt's naked chest with his own, while he rested between Kurt's thighs. A small voice in Kurt's head screamed at him to regain control! That it was his,Kurt's, to take and that he shouldn't like Blaine leading the way.

But he did. Blaine on him, invading his senses was heavenly and he whimpered and moaned with every new lick, with every new caress of Blaine's hands over his stomach and with every new grazing of teeth at sensitive skin. He was hot. He was sweating and for the first time in forever he was just letting go, enjoying without thinking.

Not thinking about hickeys or how to best sneak out in the morning. Not about his job or life outside these four walls.

He just accepted what Blaine gave him, floating on the steadily building pleasure in his belly.

Blaine was back at working over his nipple, nibbling biting and then soothing the peaked nub in an endless circle. Kurt felt overloaded, every motion creating new sensations. Blaine went on until Kurt felt unable to even moan or whimper anymore, his hips jerking with every slide of Blaine's tongue, rewarded with the friction of Blaine's clothed cock against his.

"Please Blaine. Please. I need you." His own voice sounded unfamiliar in his own ears but the growl that greeted him vibrated around his nipple and made him arch of the bed.

"What do you need, baby?" Blaine stopped, his warm breath ghosting over Kurt's abused nipple, making him shudder again.

"Need you to fuck me. Please, Blaine." Kurt Hummel was begging and he didn't care. He just needed to feel Blaine.

With a moan Blaine attached his lips to Kurt's again, cutting of another moan as he started to work Kurt's jeans open.

He tried to tug them off but the tight material was practically glued to Kurt's skin and with an annoyed huff he pulled back, leaving Kurt's lips tingling.

It was a difficult task but he worked quickly to get off both their pants and finally skin met skin everywhere, their naked cocks rubbing, precome mixing as Blaine pulled Kurt close again.

"You feel so good, Kurt. So beautiful." Blaine mumbled against Kurt's lips but Kurt was beyond responding, reveling in the relief that the friction of their cocks gave as they began moving together. He was positively throbbing by now, being turned on and teased for what felt like hours, his erection so neglected while Blaine had played every other part of his body like an instrument.

All he could do was whine and spread his legs wider in hope that Blaine would understand without more unnecessary talking.

Luckily, Blaine did and his hand left Kurt for a moment only to drop lube and a condom on the bed.

Eagerly Kurt bent his legs, planting his feet apart on the mattress to give Blaine a better angle as he slicked his fingers up with the liquid.

Blaine moved his finger to Kurt's hole quickly, lightly massaging it, while his mouth found Kurt's lips again, nibbling and sucking at them.
Kurt felt up everywhere, his eyes scrunching in anticipation as Blaine dipped just the tip of his index finger in his ass.

It wasn't enough. It was too slow and Kurt couldn't take the teasing anymore, his hips moving down, trying to take more of Blaine's finger.

It seemed like Blaine was finally done teasing because as soon as Kurt moved down, he met him with his finger, sinking all the way in, in one smooth motion.

Kurt was tight, his inner walls clenching around the digit but taking it eagerly. Kurt always thought that the first was the best. The first intrusion, a promise of more, filling, but just a fleeting sensation and the anticipation of what was to come.

Blaine moved his finger quickly in and out of him, one hand on Kurt's hip controlling his movement as he tried to push down more. Blaine's breath was a faint gush of air against his ear as he murmured praise and compliments against it but all Kurt really concentrated on was the feeling of the finger moving inside him.

"More" he pleaded after a moment and Blaine was quick to comply, putting two fingers tightly together before pressing in again.

Kurt sighed happily and Blaine started sucking on his right nipple, distracting Kurt from the wider stretch, as he began to move his fingers again, not missing a beat before steadily scissoring Kurt.

Kurt couldn't remember the last time sex had felt so good. When he hadn't felt the urge to just get off and then be gone. This was different. Every touch of Blaine set fire to him and even though he was aching with lust and the need to come he enjoyed the slow and languid pace Blaine set for them.

The next finger came without warning, just slipping in with the other two and Kurt cried out in pleasure at the sudden stretch. Blaine was moving faster and Kurt could hear that his breath was coming out more ragged than before.

Another thrust and Kurt thought he could see stars as pleasure erupted in him, washing over him and making his fingers and toes tingle.

"There, Blaine. Please." He moaned loudly as Blaine rubbed his pleasure spot over and over again.

By now Kurt was just a shaking mess, the ever new waves of pleasure rolling over him, cutting off every coherent thought beyondneed Blaine now.His cock was flushed hard on his lower abdomen and he ached for Blaine to finally take him into his hand. Even more he wanted to take Blaine, with his hand and then with his hole, engulfing him and feeling him everywhere.

Just the thought nearly pushed him over the edge. With a heavy hand he grabbed Blaine's arm, stopping his fingers inside him and hadn't he been so lust driven he might have seen a glimpse of insecurity in Blaine's eyes at the action.

"Now." Kurt rasped, searching for the condom on the bed. Blaine beat him to it. He quickly rolled the latex over his erection and slicking himself up, before he glided back between Kurt's legs.

Blaine carefully bent Kurt's legs back, exposing his hole further as Kurt's thighs came to rest on his chest.

Kurt could feel the slight nudge of Blaine's cock against his hole, biting his lip in anticipation.

The stretch was heavenly. Kurt threw his head back as Blaine pressed into him, opening him up even further. He went slowly but in the position Kurt was in, Blaine lying on top of him, Kurt's ankles crossed behind Blaine's head, Kurt was in no position to go faster.

When Blaine was all the way in he stopped, his face a mask of pure bliss, eyes closed in concentration.

"Blaine." Kurt whimpered, pleadingly. Blaine looked at him, bending further down and Blaine's cock inside him moving even deeper, their lips nearly touching.

"You're so perfect, Kurt. So perfect around me. So tight." And with that Blaine began to move.

Kurt gasped as Blaine pulled nearly all the way out only to fuck back into him. He didn't slow down, his hips moving steadily and hard into Kurt, leaning down and kissing the remaining breath out of him. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth as he could feel himself approaching his orgasm.

Blaine was filling him up completely, stimulating his prostate with every hard thrust into him. Blaine's weight held him down as he was literally fucked into the mattress, the bed moving with them.

He tangled his hands into Blaine's sweaty curls, holding him there and kissing back as hard as he could.

It didn't take long from there. Both men had been so worked up and soon Blaine broke away from their kiss, as his body shuddered and his thrusts became erratic.

Kurt could thought he couldfeelBlaine pulsating inside him when he came, working his hips through his orgasm. It was like the heat from Blaine coming inside him spread through his whole body, escalating when Blaine bit into his shoulder to muffle his moans and with a cry Kurt came too, nearly untouched.

He might have fainted, because when he opened his eyes again, his breathing was already evening out. His stomach felt a little damp but no cum was covering it, so he must have been cleaned up already.

There was a noise at the bedroom door and a curse before Blaine tried to sneak in, freezing when he saw that Kurt's eyes were open.

"I-I... thought you were sleeping." He whispered, like he still tried to not wake Kurt up.

Kurt just shook his head. He didn't know what to say. Was it about time to leave? Get a cap and then never see Blaine again? It was so cozy here in this bed but now that his need was satisfied...

There was still something in Blaine's eyes. They were glowing, bright and happy, despite his nervous (and still very naked) fidgeting. Kurt couldn't place it, concluding that he must wear a similar content look, considering his mind blowing orgasm.

"Do you maybe just want to stay? It's already really late and I don't want to... kick you out?" Blaine offered, moving closer to the bed.

Kurt considered it and nodded. He was way too tired and boneless to move, the warmth and content he felt already lulling him in.

Blaine sighed happily beside him, as he climbed into the bed and slipped under the covers beside Kurt. He lay perfectly still for a moment before tentatively moving in closer and snuggling into Kurt's side. Blaine's curls tickled Kurt's naked chest and he giggled, making Blaine freeze again.

Instinctively Kurt reached out and pulled Blaine closer so that Blaine's head rested on his chest completely. Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist and made this content sigh again that made Kurt smile.

When their legs tangled together Kurt was already sleeping.