Blaine didn't move to kiss Kurt this time, only stared into Kurt's eyes. as he reached for the knot in Kurt's robe and deftly undid it with one hand. Kurt swooned a little at the action. But when Blaine reached to remove the garment, Kurt stilled his hand again.

"What is it, my love?" Blaine pecked kisses around Kurt's hairline.

"It's just..." Kurt hated stammering so much. What was he so nervous about? This was Blaine, and he loved Blaine. He had just told him so. Kurt had so many doubts swirling in his head. "No one's...no one's ever seen me...naked...before, and I...you know...baby penguin..."

Blaine laughed against Kurt's skin.

"Well, I've seen this..." Blaine ran the back of his hand down Kurt's cheek.

"And I've seen this..." Blaine ran his finger's over Kurt's neck and down the front of his chest. Blaine bit his lip with a cheeky smile on his lips.

"And I've seen this..." Blaine softly cupped over Kurt's swiftly hardening cock. Kurt raised a hand and slapped Blaine's arm gently.

"And everything I've seen so far has been gorgeous..."

Kurt turned his head, blushing slightly under the praise.

"But most of all..." Blaine took Kurt's hand in his and placed it on Kurt's chest, over Kurt's rapidly beating heart, "I've seen this. And this is all that really matters. The beautiful, wonderful, amazing heart in a person who so happens to have the most incredible body I've ever seen."

Kurt bit his lip so hard he thought it might bleed. Blaine lifted up slowly and straddled Kurt's waist, looking down on him with eyes that had become an intense honey-gold. Kurt could see the love, could see the affection, but he could also see the overwhelming lust is Blaine's gaze, and knowing that look was directed at him suddenly gave him a feeling of power.

Blaine slowly eased the robe over Kurt's shoulders and gently pulled it down Kurt's arms. Blaine leaned down close to Kurt's ear.

"Exceptional," he whispered against Kurt's skin, and Kurt shivered. "Absolutely exceptional."

Kurt arched his back to give Blaine access to his neck, and when Blaine's lips touched Kurt's skin, Kurt moaned.

"Maybe." Kurt ran his hands across Blaine's broad shoulders, bringing them down his back and across the hem of Blaine's shirt. "Maybe I can undress you first. So I won't be so nervous."

Blaine grabbed Kurt's waist and flipped their positions on the bed, so Kurt was straddling Blaine's hips.

"You can do whatever you want, darling."

Kurt slowly rolled the hem of Blaine's shirt in his hands as he lifted it slowly, revealing the smooth, tan skin of Blaine's abs, and then his chest. Only then did Kurt realize he was holding his breath. He let it out slowly as he continued to gaze in unabashed awe at Blaine's body. Even only the small bit he could see of it left Kurt speechless.

Kurt began to think that maybe undressing Blaine first had been a bad idea.

Kurt looked up into Blaine's face and their eyes locked. Blaine's breaths issued from his lips in tiny, strained puffs, as if he was holding back, restraining himself from something. Blaine looked completely wrecked...tortured even.

It thrummed through Kurt again...that feeling of power.

It felt amazing.

Kurt pulled the shirt up over Blaine's head. Blaine lifted his arms to help, but then, Kurt stopped the shirt just at Blaine's eyes, pushing Blaine back on the bed and pinning his arms.

Blaine smiled.

Kurt kissed his way down Blaine's chest, stopping over each nipple to lap delicately with his tongue. Kurt listened to the reaction from Blaine's body - every slight intake of breath, every sudden hiss, every twitch of his cock in his pants. Kurt momentarily abandoned his hold on Blaine's arms to travel further down Blaine's body. Blaine obediently left them in place.

Blaine's body fascinated Kurt in how different it was from his own. Years of dance and cheerleading gave Kurt a long, lean body. Blaine's muscles were way more defined. Kurt shunned the sun whenever possible, layering his skin with sunscreen no matter what the weather. Blaine looked like he worshipped the sun. Every inch of skin Kurt could see was a deep, delicious shade of bronze. Kurt gave the skin on Blaine's flank an experimental lick to see if it was as sweet as it looked, delighting when he heard Blaine chuckle.

The more Blaine responded to Kurt's touch, the bolder Kurt became. Kurt nibbled on Blaine's hip. Blaine's unbidden moan surged through Kurt like fire. Kurt continued to nip along the waistband of Blaine's pants. He felt Blaine's breathing stop, waiting to see what Kurt would do.

Kurt had to decide exactly how brave he wanted to be. It wasn't a difficult question. Just being around Blaine gave him courage. Kurt remembered their morning on the mountainside, and Blaine's mouth on him while he watched the sunrise. The incredible feeling of Blaine giving him pleasure, expecting nothing in return. He wanted to give that to Blaine. He wanted to be good for him. He wanted to do this. He wanted to taste his boyfriend intimately, wanted to explore all those places he had yet to see.

He slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of Blaine's pants and tugged slowly, bringing them down Blaine's legs and tossed them off the bed, leaving Blaine in his black briefs. Kurt stood to look over his boyfriend's beautiful body. He felt like he should drop to his knees and thank someone, he just wasn't exactly sure who.

Kurt climbed back over Blaine's body, eager to remove the shirt that covered those amazing eyes. Kurt began to miss those eyes looking at him.

"Thank God," Blaine said, wrapping his arms around Kurt. "I was afraid you might have left."

Blaine kissed Kurt, trying to roll them over, but Kurt stopped him.

"Oh, I'm not done yet." Kurt sucked seductively on the tip of Blaine's tongue. "I just wanted you to be able to see."

Blaine swallowed, but his eyes danced, pupils blown so wide that Kurt shivered.

Blaine pushed up onto his elbows, watching as Kurt crawled back down his body, eyes locked on Kurt's gaze, unwavering, unafraid.

Kurt broke that gaze for only a moment to look over the bulge in Blaine's briefs. He bit his lip coyly, knowing that Blaine watched his every move through heavy lidded eyes.

Kurt parted his lips and ran his mouth slowly over Blaine's shaft through the cloth of his briefs, blowing hot air over Blaine's skin.

"Nnnngh," Blaine groaned as he shut his eyes.

Then Kurt scraped over Blaine's erection lightly with his teeth.

"God, Kurt," Blaine moaned. "Are you just going to tease me? Because I'm not sure how long I'm going to last if you do."

Kurt blushed.

"You said I could do whatever I wanted." Kurt lowered Blaine's briefs slowly. "If I feel like teasing you, that's what I'm going to do."

Blaine groaned.

Kurt had never really seen another man naked before, exept for a  rather traumatic experience when he was ten when he had walked in on his father dressing in his bedroom. Kurt didn't remember much except a lot of high pitched screaming, from both him and his father.

Blaine was by far the most amazingly beautiful man he had ever seen.

And he belonged to Kurt.

Kurt took a tentative lick from the base to the head.

"Oh God," Blaine moaned, trying not to buck his hips. Kurt repeated the move again and again, watching in fascination at how Blaine's body responded, listening to Blaine moan deep in his throat, how he gripped the bed sheets in his fists till his knuckles turned white. Kurt took Blaine into his mouth slowly, adjusting to the feel of Blaine's cock on his tongue, the taste of his skin, the stretch of his lips as he took Blaine in completely.

Kurt heard Blaine's breathing become shallow pants as he breathed a quiet chant composed mostly of Kurt's name and the words 'oh God'. Kurt peeked up to see Blaine leaning his head back on his shoulders with his eyes squeezed shut, licking his lips almost obsessively. Kurt nudged Blaine's knees and Blaine spread his legs open obediently.

Kurt started to move his head slowly, up and down over Blaine's length. He tried to remember the things Blaine had done, and experimented with a few things of his own.

"Look at me, Blaine," Kurt whispered. "I need to see your eyes."

Blaine raised his head and looked at Kurt. Kurt took him in slowly. Kurt didn't have Blaine's finesse, but his technique still made Blaine squirm. Blaine bit his lip, trying hard to hold Kurt's eyes, but Kurt's innocent eyes looking up at him through a fan of impossibly long lashes was Blaine's undoing.

"Kurt," Blaine moaned. "I need you now or this is going to be embarrassingly short." Kurt giggled around Blaine's cock, which didn't help matters any.

"Blaine," Kurt whined playfully. "I'm never going to get any better at this if I don't get the chance to practice."

Blaine laughed, grabbing Kurt by the arms and pulling him back up his body.

"Come on, Kurt." Blaine rolled Kurt onto his side. "I'll let you practice all you want later. Ok?" Blaine started kissing down Kurt's neck.

"Oh, Blaine," Kurt moaned, grabbing Blaine's shoulders and pulling him closer. " You're such a gentleman."

"Yeah. And right now, I'm feeling awfully under dressed."

Kurt looked down their bodies and noticed he was still wearing the pants Blaine had lent him.

Kurt looked back up into Blaine's lust blown eyes. He took a steadying breath.

"Take them off me?" Kurt hated that it sounded more like a question than the seductive command he aimed for.

Blaine smiled into the kiss he seared onto Kurt's lips.

"It would be my pleasure," he whispered.

Blaine trailed kisses and licks all the way down Kurt's body, stopping for a moment to lavish attention to Kurt's nipples. Kurt felt sure he was going to melt into the bed. He loved everything about this. He loved Blaine's weight pressing him into the mattress. He loved that Blaine's talented tongue seemed to be merciless in its exploration of Kurt's body. He loved that someone had bought Egyptian cotton sheets for Blaine's bed because he had never felt anything so soft against his naked skin, and it made the whole experience that much more erotic.

Most of all, he loved Blaine. Blaine who sucked a mark into Kurt's hipbone. Blaine who gently pulled down his pants, who stopped for a moment to move his mouth over his length, and lick down the insides of both thighs, turning him from timid and anxious to aroused and wanting.

Blaine tossed Kurt's pants to the ground, but he didn't travel back up Kurt's body right away. Instead, he took a moment to slowly lick around his ankles. Kurt's fists kneaded the sheets.

"Oh, Blaine." Kurt squeezed his eyes shut. "Remember that problem you were having a moment before?"

"Gotcha." Blaine chuckled. He lay down beside Kurt, wrapping his arms protectively around his boyfriend's naked body.

"Have you ever fingered yourself before, love?" Blaine whispered against Kurt's neck.

Kurt loved Blaine's confidence; his ability to be up-front. No fumbling, no apologies.

"No," Kurt admitted quietly.

Kurt heard Blaine's breath hitch.

"I'm sorry," Blaine said. "I don't want to presume...I didn't even ask..."

Kurt ran his hands through Blaine's hair, pulling at the curls and letting go to watch them bounce back into place, enjoying the way the soft strands tickled his neck.

"I trust you," Kurt whispered into Blaine's hair, breathing in the scent of Blaine's shampoo. "I...I want you inside me...first..."

Kurt felt his cheeks glowing red. This was the most he had ever spoken about sex, and he was doing it while wrapped in the arms of his gorgeous, naked boyfriend.

"Okay." Kurt felt the word against his neck, along with a kiss. Kurt imagined Blaine would leave him for a moment to go get whatever he needed. Blaine didn't want to stop touching Kurt, even for a moment. He rolled slightly and reached for a drawer by his bedside. Kurt heard him root around, and when Blaine shifted back to their original position, he had a small, clear bottle in his hand.

"Are you ready for this?" Blaine asked, rubbing a comforting hand up and down Kurt's back, marveling at the smooth skin beneath his fingertips.

"Tell me you love me," Kurt replied.

Blaine smiled as he kissed Kurt's forehead.

"I love you."

Blaine kissed Kurt's eyelids, one, then the other.

"I love you."

Blaine kissed Kurt's lips, sweetly, sucking gently on Kurt's lower lip before whispering against them, "I love you."

"Then I'm ready."

Kurt shivered, and Blaine pulled a blanket over them. Kurt appreciated the gesture. He felt exposed and vulnerable. Blaine seemed to know.

Kurt heard the lid of the bottle pop open and stiffened. Blaine kissed him, wouldn't stop kissing him. Kurt didn't know how Blaine had lubed up his fingers without him noticing, but before Kurt could think to be scared he felt a gentle finger slowly circling his entrance, massaging firmly, and then backing away slightly, allowing Kurt to get used to the idea.

"Please, Blaine." Kurt's voice trembled with fear and excitement, his stomach twisting into knots. Kurt felt Blaine's finger breech his opening. He hissed at the intrusion. Blaine stopped, holding his finger in place until he felt Kurt relax again. Blaine worked his finger inside Kurt, feeling his heat, feeling the tight rings of muscle squeeze him. All the while Blaine held Kurt, cradled him next to his body and kissed his neck. Kurt threw his head back against the pillow and kept still, concentrating on Blaine's sweet assault of his body with one finger, then two, and then three, all scissoring back and forth, trying to stretch Kurt, searching for some secret spot.

Kurt kept still until Blaine's fingers found what they were searching for. After that, keeping still was no longer an option.

"OhmyGodBlaine!"

It rushed out of Kurt's mouth as one word. Blaine smiled into another kiss.

"Do you like that, baby?"

Blaine did it again, just to be sure.

"Yes!" Kurt arched against Blaine, and he felt Kurt's erection brush against his own. Blaine had to hold on, think only of Kurt, go slower than he ever had in his life. Between the noises Kurt made and the excruciating slide of his swollen cock against Blaine's, Blaine's body begged to take Kurt hard and fast.

Blaine took a deep, steadying breath, then another as his fingers continued to seek out and massage that special spot that made Kurt keen in the most delectable way. Blaine's lips latched onto Kurt's neck in a place he knew made Kurt weak. Blaine felt the moment Kurt lit completely on fire frmo the inside. Kurt jolted, his entire body a live wire. His hands grabbed roughly at Blaine's shoulders, pulling him closer. The pleasure that raced through him crackled like electricity over his skin, so intensely that tears slipped from Kurt's eyes.

"Blaine." Kurt's breathless pleas came with desperate kisses to Blaine's face, Blaine's neck, anywhere they could touch. "Please, Blaine. I need you."

Blaine stopped and looked at Kurt.

"Tell me you love me," Blaine said with a shy smile. "Tell me you want this."

"I love you, Blaine," Kurt said without hesitation. "I want this. I want you. I want to remember this for the rest of my life."

Blaine removed his fingers, and Kurt hissed, but then immediately mourned the loss of that feeling inside him. Blaine put his hands on Kurt's hips, trying to turn him on his opposite side, facing away from Blaine. Kurt shook his head, surprised.

"But, I want to see you."

Blaine kissed Kurt's nose and smiled.

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course." Kurt melted against him.

"I want this to feel perfect for you," Blaine explained, his lips ghosting over the skin of Kurt's face. "I promise, this will be as intimate as you want."

Kurt swallowed, and relented. With a last kiss to Blaine's lips, he rolled over onto his side.

Kurt heard something foil ripping, and knew Blaine had gotten a condom, and was putting it on. He felt Blaine behind him, felt Blaine knead his ass gently before spreading him apart. He felt the blunt head of Blaine's cock against his entrance. Kurt held his breath.

"I love you, baby, " he heard Blaine whisper. "Just relax. Breathe."

Kurt let out the breath his was holding as he felt Blaine enter him slowly. Kurt felt a sting as he stretched to accommodate Blaine entering his body. Kurt shot a hand out and grabbed hold of the headrest, his arm tensing against the burn. Blaine stopped. He reached out and covered Kurt's hand with his, lacing their fingers together.

"I love you," Blaine repeated as he kissed Kurt's neck and shoulders. "I love you so much."

Kurt felt Blaine move again, more slowly than before. He felt Blaine's other hand find his. Blaine's arms wrapped over Kurt's arms and around his waist, holding Kurt tight against his chest, Kurt completely filled with Blaine's cock.

Blaine stayed still against Kurt's body, kissing Kurt's skin, sucking lightly. Blaine moved his hands, still laced with Kurt's, over Kurt's body, feeling over the muscular planes of Kurt's chest.

"Let me know when you want me to move," Blaine whispered.

Kurt couldn't understand how Blaine could sound so calm. Kurt was nearly a wreck.

"Yes." Kurt nodded. "Yes, God, please."

Kurt felt Blaine set a slow pace, pulling out almost completely, then pushing in as far as Kurt could take him, seeking and finding with ease that spot that turned Kurt's stomach to liquid heat. Kurt leaned his head back to rest against Blaine's shoulder, more than happy to let him push and pull in and out of Kurt's body at his leisure. Blaine pulled the blanket tighter around their bodies. Kurt melted into Blaine's touch.

Kurt didn't think at first he would like this position. It always seemed too animal to Kurt, but he trusted Blaine to make this experience amazing for him. Blaine was right. Kurt could feel Blaine all around him. Wrapped in the blanket and the security of Blaine's embrace, Kurt could not escape, even if he wanted to. All the time Blaine talked to him. told him how much he loved him, how beautiful he was, how perfect his skin, how gorgeous his cock.

Kurt blushed furiously from the praise. This was what Kurt had dreamed of. This was magic.

"Oh God, Kurt," Blaine moaned into Kurt's ear. "You feel amazing. I could do this all night with you. Tell me how you feel?"

"I..." Kurt didn't know what to say. How do you put perfection into words? How do you describe the feeling of getting everything you've ever wanted? Kurt was sure he could try, if he could form words. Even just one word would be fantastic.

"Fantastic," Kurt said. "I feel fantastic. Oh, Blaine..."

Words suddenly rushed to Kurt's throat, in a hurry to be expressed, and got lodged somewhere in his chest. He didn't know how to tell Blaine that he was close. He didn't know how to tell Blaine what he needed.

Kurt took Blaine's hand and put it on his cock, begging silently for Blaine to touch him.

"Tell, me what you want, baby," Blaine begged, needing to hear Kurt, wanting to know that Kurt was enjoying himself.

"T-t..." Kurt stuttered, trying to find his voice. "Touch me, Blaine? Please, touch me."

Blaine wrapped warm, sure fingers around Kurt's cock and pumped slowly, trying to match the rhythm of his thrusts inside Kurt's body.

Warmth surrounded Kurt all around from the sensation of Blaine's hand moving over him. Slow drags from inside and out ignited every nerve. He was confused by his own reaction. He wanted to squirm with pleasure, but he also wanted to stay perfectly still and enjoy it. He wanted to cry out with the strength of what he felt building within him, but he also wanted to bite his lips and suffer this sweet pain silently.

"God, Kurt," he heard Blaine whimper in his ear. "I'm so close, baby. I don't know how much longer I'm going to last. You're so tight...so hot..."

The more Blaine talked in that smooth, sexy voice, sounding so desperate to cum, the closer Kurt came to his orgasm. Already he felt Blaine's hips shuddering, his smooth movements become erratic.

"Oh, Blaine," Kurt moaned. "I think...I think...I'm so close. Please don't stop."

Kurt was begging, and Blaine's control slipped. He quickened his pace, eager to feel Kurt cum, for the moment when Kurt's tight heat would close in around him and push him over the edge.

Kurt could hear Blaine's beautiful sentiments turn into a single mantra of 'I love you' as he continued to move, pounding into him harder and faster. Kurt loved it. Loved knowing that Blaine's sudden drive to cum was all about Kurt. Kurt's body, Kurt's cock, Kurt's love.

Kurt felt himself unravel, felt Blaine's arms pull around him tighter, and for a moment they felt like one person instead of two, moving together, carried off on the same tide. Kurt felt himself cum, spilling warm over Blaine's fist. His muscles spasmed, tightening around Blaine's cock, encouraging him to cum. Blaine's lips were on Kurt's neck, sucking and biting at the pale skin until he came, shuddering and trembling against Kurt's back. He pushed into Kurt until he bottomed out completely and held himself there, feeling himself convulse against Kurt's body, holding them together by sheer will alone.

Blaine felt Kurt's body relax against him, felt Kurt rub his head against Blaine's shoulder.

"Oh, God, Blaine," Kurt panted, leaning his head back to look at Blaine.

It took a moment for Blaine to register his boyfriend talking to him over the sound of his own heart pounding in his ears. Blaine couldn't think of anything to say. He leaned in to Kurt and managed capture his mouth in a slightly awkward but still sweet and tender kiss. He wanted to ask Kurt how it was for him, but he felt that might be crass.

Kurt answered his question anyway.

"That was...perfect, Blaine. Thank you."

Blaine smiled and kissed his boyfriend again. Blaine knew he was never going to tire of calling Kurt his boyfriend, or of holding him naked like this in his arms.

Blaine pulled away slightly, but Kurt grabbed hold of his arms.

"Don't go," Kurt pleaded. "Don't get up."

Blaine chuckled.

"But, we're a mess," Blaine explained. "I should get us a towel...or something."

Kurt shook his head petulantly.

"No," Kurt said, his voice becoming heavy. "I want you to stay in me...as long as possible." Kurt yawned, and Blaine smiled.

"I'm in no hurry to be anywhere." Blaine managed to find an old shirt shoved beneath his pillow, and cleaned them up reasonably well. By the time he settled his arms around his boyfriend again, Kurt was already asleep.



Blaine woke from his state of euphoria only an hour later to the ringing of his phone.

"Hey, Jeff," Blaine whispered, extricating himself carefully from his boyfriend and stepping into the bathroom. "What's up?"

"Blaine." The anxiety in Jeff's voice unnerved Blaine. "He's back."