Kurt swallowed loudly, his body burning up from the inside out. He took the box from Blaine's hand and opened it up, removed the instructions, and placed them on the bed next to Blaine. Kurt then stood up, box in hand, and started to head out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Blaine looked from the instructions to Kurt, clearly confused.

"Well, I'm assuming you don't want factory sweat inside of you, so I'm going to wash this - thing," Kurt answered, holding himself with as much dignity as he could muster. While a necessity, talking about doing the wash-rinse-repeat with a purple vibrator wasn't exactly seductive. "Why don't you read the instructions?"

"Kurt, it's a vibrator, not a stereo system!" Blaine called after Kurt as he walked away.

Once safely behind the bathroom door, Kurt took a good look at the vibrator. He was glad to have an excuse to spend time alone with it. If he was going to do this, he was going to do it with the skill of a seasoned professional. Or at least someone who knew how to turn the damn thing on.

Kurt carefully washed the vibrator and dried it, setting it down on top of a washcloth on the countertop. He took the batteries out of the packaging and inserted them carefully, not wanting to break anything before they even got started. He paused for a moment, looked at the door, and then pushed the button at the base of the toy.

The vibrator came to life in his hand with a dull buzz. Kurt pushed the button again, and the vibrations became stronger. He was able to increase the intensity of the vibrations three more times before it turned off. He was surprised at how powerful the last two settings were, and his cock began to stiffen as he thought about how it would feel inside of him. Or, better yet, how Blaine's body would respond to it. Curiosity got the best of him, and he turned the vibrator back on to the third setting. With only a mild flash of humiliation, he pressed it to his cock through his pants.

Kurt's body jerked and he clamped his hand over his mouth to muffle his groan. He slowly moved the vibrator up and down the outline of his cock before moving it away. It was definitely better than he expected. He turned off the vibrator and left the bathroom, nervous and overwhelmed by what was to come, but more confident since he now had an idea of how to operate their new toy.

Kurt stopped in his tracks as soon as he walked back into his room.

Blaine was already naked, lying back on the bed with one knee bent, slowly stroking himself.

"What took you so long? I was starting to get worried," Blaine beamed at Kurt as he spoke, obviously amused by his gaping boyfriend.

Kurt blinked a few times and began to walk toward Blaine slowly. He drank in the sight of him, his heart starting to beat at an increasing rate with each step. Blaine was gorgeous naked, tan skin stretched over firm muscle. He took care of his body and it showed in how toned he was everywhere except for the small, soft, rounded spot on his lower abdomen. Blaine frequently complained that he couldn't get rid of it, but Kurt secretly loved it and how comfortable it was to rest his head on.

"I, uh, see you got started without me."

Kurt placed the vibrator at the end of the bed and slowly started to pull off his cardigan. He took his time removing the rest of his clothes, drawing it out as much as he could. He watched Blaine the entire time, watching his eyes darken and listening to his breath hitch with every new piece of skin revealed. Blaine was looking at Kurt like he was the most breathtaking thing he had ever seen, and the lust in his eyes made Kurt weak in the knees. He knew how Blaine felt about it him, but it was always amazing to see him respond physically to the sight of his body.

Kurt knelt between Blaine's legs and leaned down to kiss him, placing both of his hands on either side of Blaine's head. He started slowly, barely touching their lips together. It was a tease, he knew, but that was the point. They had a few hours, so there was no need to rush. Kurt planned on making this last as long as possible. He wanted to see how desperate Blaine could get, wanted to see him squirm and writhe under his hands and mouth - and, eventually, the vibrator. He began to press his lips more firmly to Blaine's, loving how soft they were and how incredible they felt sliding against his own.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's shoulders, trying to pull him closer. He needed to feel him, needed the warmth of his body against his. To his disappointment, Kurt had other plans. He used his arms to keep himself at a greater distance than Blaine would have liked, but it was necessary to keep them both from forgetting themselves and just rutting against each other until they were sweaty and spent.

Kurt continued to kiss Blaine slowly and gently, flicking his tongue out at Blaine's lower lip randomly to keep things interesting. Kurt's cock was now fully hard from the anticipation and the feeling of Blaine's mouth and skin. Without warning, Kurt rocked forward, capturing Blaine's mouth in a hard, fast kiss. Blaine moaned into his mouth when he felt Kurt's tongue slide against his.

Kurt grabbed both of Blaine's hands, intertwining their fingers, and used them to pin Blaine's arms to the bed. Blaine tried to cant his hips up to meet Kurt's, desperate for some kind of friction. He was frustrated to find that Kurt was hovering just outside of his reach. He was close enough to feel the heat from Kurt's body, but it wasn't enough.

Kurt stopped kissing Blaine just as suddenly as he started.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, Blaine," Kurt whispered, his mouth barely an inch away from Blaine's.

Blaine could feel Kurt's hot breath against his lips and tried to lift his head up to kiss him again. Instead, Kurt lifted himself up so that he was once again kneeling between Blaine's thighs. He danced his fingers up Blaine's legs, his nails lightly scratching at his inner thighs. He brought his hands up to Blaine's hips, giving them a squeeze.

"Are you ready?"

Blaine whimpered and nodded eagerly, not trusting himself to speak. His body was thrumming with nervousness and excitement, and he wasn't quite sure what to do with his hands. He wanted to grab at Kurt, to feel his skin and his muscles underneath the tips of his fingers, but he knew that wasn't an option. He settled for letting them rest at his sides, holding onto the blanket lightly.

Kurt reached into his night stand drawer for the lube. He returned to his kneeling position and bit his lip, suddenly nervous about what he was about to do. He decided to stick with what he knew for a moment, placing the lube - which was regrettably unflavored - next to him. He leaned down over Blaine, peppering soft kisses up his torso. Blaine's entire body shuddered when he felt Kurt circle his tongue around his nipple, and he let out a soft moan and jerked a bit when Kurt began to suck on it. Kurt moved to give the other side the same attention, adding in soft bites among light kisses.

Kurt continued to kiss and nibble at Blaine's body, not leaving an inch of skin untouched. He ran his mouth along Blaine's collarbones, dipping his tongue into the shallow groove between them. He ran his hands up Blaine's ribs, counting them as if they were a new discovery. Kurt was very familiar with Blaine's body at this point, but every time they did this, he couldn't help but be amazed by how beautiful his boyfriend was. Kurt loved everything about him and how responsive his body was. Blaine twitched when Kurt kissed just below his navel, and he let out a symphony of soft noises as he felt Kurt's tongue travel up the crease of his thigh.

Kurt loved the way Blaine tasted. As he worked his mouth over his thighs, the salty sweat and hint of soap mixed beautifully in his mouth. He pressed one last kiss to Blaine's knee before reaching forward, needing to feel Blaine's mouth on his. He needed to feel grounded, and kissing Blaine was like coming home. He pulled back with one final peck before working his way back down, a line of wet kisses left in his wake.

Blaine lifted his head in time for Kurt to meet his eyes. Kurt winked - winked - and sucked a hard kiss to the head of his cock. Blaine's back arched off the bed. He was so hard already, so close to falling apart from the love that Kurt was pouring onto every part of him. Kurt continued to lick and suck down Blaine's shaft, loving the way the velvety skin burned under his tongue. He sucked one of Blaine's balls into his mouth gently, causing Blaine to keen.

Kurt stopped for a second to look up at Blaine.

"Blaine, I need you to promise me you'll tell me if you need me to stop."

Blaine was panting, his eyes barely open as he looked at Kurt through his eyelashes.

"I will. Just, please, Kurt, do something."

"Patience is a virtue," Kurt sang teasingly, smiling devilishly up at Blaine. His mouth continued his exploration, running his tongue down Blaine's balls and to his perineum. He flicked his tongue back and forth across the thin skin, causing Blaine to groan and bring one hand down to thread his fingers through Kurt's hair.

"Kurt, oh-ohmygod, K-Kurt, you're going to have to s-stop if OH FUCK!"

Blaine threw his head back as Kurt began to run the flat of his tongue up and down the skin around his entrance. Blaine loved when Kurt did this, loved the feeling of Kurt's mouth moving across the sensitive flesh. It wasn't something he did often, but when he did, it was always mind-blowing.

Kurt continued to lap at Blaine's hole, spit dripping down his chin and onto the pillow wedged beneath Blaine's hips. He grabbed Blaine's gorgeous round ass and squeezed, rolling it upward and spreading his cheeks further apart to allow for better access. Kurt shook his head as he moved his tongue, the quick jerky licks making Blaine let out a string of high-pitched moans. After a few moments, Kurt began to move in small circles around the rim with the tip of his tongue. He brought his head closer until had his whole face against Blaine's ass, sucking at his hole hard before spearing his tongue and starting to work it inside.

At this point, Blaine thought he would lose his mind. His grip on Kurt's hair got tighter and tighter, and he wanted so badly to bring his other hand to his cock, which was lying impatiently against his stomach, a thick line of precome running down from the head. Instead, he gripped the blanket underneath him, twisting it around his fingers. This was the best kind of torture, and Blaine knew there was a lot more to come.

Kurt continued his assault on Blaine's ass, switching from long, drawn out licks to bobbing his head up and down, pressing the tip of his tongue inside of Blaine in quick jabs. He was completely immersed by the taste and smell of Blaine, and he couldn't get enough of it. His face was a mess, saliva smeared onto his cheeks and chin, and he did not care one bit. Blaine was practically sobbing at this point, panting out shallow breaths blended together with loud, broken moans. His face was scrunched up in pleasure and flushed, the red tint spreading down to his chest.

Kurt knew he could easily make Blaine come like this. All it would take was a few strokes of his cock, and he would be done. Not this time, though. The bright purple vibrator was tapping at Kurt's leg with every shift of the bed, a reminder that they still have a ways to go before either of them would be finished.

At that thought, Kurt pulled back suddenly and wiped his face with one hand. He moved so quickly that the hand that was gripping onto his hair was still raised in mid-air, its owner looking both confused and completely debauched.

"Oh my god, Kurt, what - why - what the hell was that?" Blaine choked the words out, clearly struggling to understand why Kurt had stopped.

Kurt began to dance his fingers up and down Blaine's crack in long, fluid movements. He hummed softly and looked up at Blaine, schooling his face into an innocent smile.

"Well, I have to open you up somehow, don't I?" Kurt said playfully, continuing with the motion of his fingers, only barely touching Blaine's skin. "I just thought I would start with my mouth."

Blaine let out a shaky breath and tried to relax his body. He was afraid to move, positive that if Kurt even breathed on his cock he would come right then and there. His whole body felt on edge and he briefly considered calling this whole thing off and demanding that Kurt's face get back between his legs where it belonged.

Blaine wasn't one to be rude, though, even under such desperate circumstances.

Kurt placed his palms underneath Blaine's ass and pulled up a bit, then brought his hands up behind Blaine's thighs, spreading him open. This was Blaine at his most vulnerable, a part of him that only Kurt knew. Blaine's stomach flipped when he realized what was coming next, but there was no fear behind it. The nagging voice in the back recesses of his mind told him that it could be too much, but he pushed those thoughts away. Blaine felt loved, cherished, and needed. Kurt was the only one to make him feel so exposed and so safe at the same time.

"You, uh," Kurt stammered a bit, eyes flickering from Blaine's flushed face to his spit-slicked hole, "can you hold your legs for me, like this?"

Blaine managed to whisper out a ‘yes' before grabbing himself underneath his knees, pulling his legs up as far as they could go.

Kurt couldn't help but stare for a moment until Blaine started to squirm under his gaze. He grabbed the lube and poured some on his fingers. He leaned down to place a light kiss just below Blaine's entrance before he brought one slick finger up to tease at the puckered skin. Blaine whined a bit at the contact, trying to make his legs stretch further apart and his hips lift up to chase the contact.

Kurt spread the lube around before adding more pressure, just enough to allow for the tip of his finger to slip inside. Blaine was still slightly stretched from Kurt's tongue, and he could have pushed in further, but instead he paused to just feel the heat of Blaine as it tried to draw him in. He worked the tip of his finger in and out, each thrust in going deeper until his finger was all the way in. He began to move his hand in circles, pressing the base of his finger around the rim, listening to every delicious noise that fell from Blaine's lips. He pulled his finger all the way out and then pushed back in with two, continuing until he had three fingers knuckle deep.

Blaine's moans began to get louder as Kurt worked him over. He needed more. He needed Kurt.

"Kurt, please, c'mere, kiss me."

Kurt moved to lie alongside Blaine, making sure that his fingers remained buried in the constricting heat of his body. He kissed Blaine without much finesse, messy and desperate, tongues sliding over lips and chins. Kurt crooked his fingers and started to jerk his hand in quick, upward motions. Blaine practically screamed, letting go of one of his knees and bringing his hand up to clutch at Kurt's shoulder, back, neck, hair - anywhere he could reach, whimpering when Kurt resumed his slow, in and out pace.

As the slide got easier, Kurt realized it was time. He gave Blaine one final kiss, sucking on his bottom lip as he pulled away. He withdrew his fingers and picked up the vibrator.

Blaine's eyes widened. This was the first time he had gotten a good look at it, other than the picture on the box. It wasn't particularly long or wide, but the promise of what it could do made a shiver run down his spine. Kurt guided his legs up and out, and this time Blaine held on even tighter, holding his breath and bracing himself as Kurt poured more lube onto his fingers and rubbed it over the toy.

"Blaine, I need you to relax, OK?" Kurt started slowly, the vibrator still turned off, rubbing it over and around Blaine's stretched hole. "I don't want to hurt you."

Blaine released a shaky breath, wanting to come so badly already. He felt the vibrator against his skin, and he noticed that it was much cooler than he was used to, harder and unyielding. The sensation was unusual, but definitely not unwelcome. He was wound up so tight he would have gone along with anything to feel release, and he was not above begging if he needed to.

"Kurt, just do it already," Blaine's voice sounded high and whiny, but he didn't think he could be blamed for that.

"Yeah, okay," Kurt started to push the vibrator inside of Blaine as slowly as possible, gaping as it was swallowed by Blaine's clenching hole. He made sure he had the angle right, curve facing up so that it would be easy to rub against Blaine's prostate. He stilled it once it was in up to the base. "Okay, um, just try to stay still."

Blaine breathed in through his nose and bit at his lip. He had no idea how intense the vibrations were going to be or how they would feel inside of him. The toy itself felt pretty good, the thicker end of it rubbing lightly at his inner walls as Kurt started to gently thrust it in and out. All Blaine knew was that he wanted whatever Kurt would give him, and he really hoped he would get it soon.

"I'm going to turn it on now. Just relax," Kurt fumbled for a few seconds, struggling slightly to get a comfortable grip on the plastic of the toy.

Kurt took a deep breath and pushed the button.