"Hey, kiddo."

Kurt smiled. "Hi, Dad," he said, adjusting his cell phone in his hand so that he could hear his dad properly. "You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice."

"Rough week, huh?" Burt asked.

"Rough month, more like it," Kurt started. "It's Fashion Week and everyone is running around like they're headless chickens and it's making the office a very stressful place to be right now." He paused, puttering around his bedroom, trying to sort things out with one hand while he vented to his dad. "I have been working twelve hour shifts all week and I'm about to collapse. Isabelle fired someone at nine o'clock this morning."

"Wow," Burt replied. "You're not in danger of getting fired, are you?"

"Not in the slightest," Kurt said, relieved to even just say the words. "Isabelle needs me and she knows she does. No one else can do my job as well as I do."

"Glad to hear it, kid."

It really was good to hear his dad's voice, Kurt thought as he laid out yet another potential outfit for his and Blaine's date. He only had an hour to get ready and he still had to shower but he desperately wanted to hear the sane, comforting voice of his father. "I am too, believe me. I haven't even had time to see my boyfriend in the last two weeks, let alone been able to breathe or do anything else considered fun."

"Rewind a second there, Kurt. Boyfriend?" Burt's curious tone filled Kurt's ear, emphasising the word 'boyfriend' like it was a new concept to him.

Shit. He had completely forgotten to tell his dad that he was seeing someone.

"Um, yeah," Kurt said, setting a skinny tie down with his outfit. He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and bit back a sigh before leaving the tie to focus on the conversation. "I'm seeing someone."

"And why are you just telling your dear old dad now?"

"Fashion Week made me forget?" Kurt tried. "I'm sorry, Dad, I honestly thought that I'd told you."

"You can tell me about him now," Burt said. "Starting with his name."

Kurt smiled and folded his legs underneath himself as he settled into a more comfortable position on his bed. "His name is Blaine," he started. "He's... incredible. He's a counsellor at a high school. Not like a guidance counsellor, but like a shrink for teenagers, but on campus. He's amazing, Dad. I really like him."

"It sounds like it," Burt said.

Kurt grinned and laid his shoes down next to his bed as well to complete his outfit. He swapped his cell phone to the other ear so he could have his right hand free to choose cufflinks. "I'm sorry for gushing."

Burt laughed. "It's okay. I'm your dad; I can take you gushing over a guy. As long as he deserves it, that is."

"He really does," Kurt replied, feeling his stomach flip flop happily.

"And how do you feel about him?" Burt asked, sounding genuinely curious.

"I think I love him, Dad," Kurt replied, feeling giddy to finally say it out loud to someone. "I've known him for a while now and it took us forever to get together but I feel... complete when I'm with him."

"So," Burt started. "Do I get to meet my future son-in-law or shall I wait for the wedding invitation?" he teased.

"Dad!" Kurt exclaimed, covering his face with his free hand, despite the big grin on his face. "I was hoping to bring him home for you to meet him after Fashion Week."

"Good," Burt said. "He sounds great, Kurt. I'd like to meet him first, so I can pass proper judgement."

"Of course," Kurt replied. "I'll ask him if he'll come home with me in a few weeks to meet you."

"Good," Burt said. "And, Kurt?"

"Yeah, Dad?"

"You sound happy."

Kurt welled up despite himself. "Thanks, Dad," he replied softly. "I'll talk to you soon."

Kurt ended the call and left his phone on his bed side table, smiling all the while. He checked the time and got up to go shower. He and Blaine had a date, the first one in two weeks, and he was eager to see his boyfriend.

As Kurt showered, he wondered what Blaine meeting his dad would be like. His dad was the most important person in his life and his opinion was the only one that truly mattered to Kurt. He just wanted Blaine and his dad to get along well.

He didn't see why they wouldn't – Blaine had a lot in common with his dad, and not just the sporting events he liked to watch and participate in. He couldn't stop thinking up scenarios of how the two men meeting would happen.

Burt could welcome Blaine into the family with open arms, something that Kurt secretly wished for. He wanted his dad to approve of Blaine and he wanted Blaine to love his dad just as much.

He knew the age difference was going to be awkward. Blaine and Burt were only a few years apart in age and Kurt was dating Blaine. He wanted more with Blaine as well. He knew that Blaine was The One and he didn't want it to be awkward for his dad and Blaine to meet.

It was going to be a risk, them meeting, no matter what.

Kurt bit his lip as he rinsed his body off. He couldn't think like that. His dad would love Blaine. He had to keep telling himself that or he wouldn't be able to face his dad and Blaine meeting at all.

Once he had finished in the shower, Kurt headed back to his room to dress. He had carefully chosen an outfit that would not only accentuate his best features and be extremely fashionable but would also capture Blaine's attention the second he saw him. Even though Kurt had him now, even though they were dating, he still wanted Blaine's attention on him, noticing him and only him.

Kurt's phone buzzed on his night stand as he was moisturising his face and he glanced down at the text from Blaine, saying that he was leaving his apartment and that he would be there soon. Kurt smiled and quickly tapped out a reply with his thumb, being mindful not to get any cr�me on his phone.

He had planned their date tonight. Blaine had been the one to organise the last couple they had and Kurt wanted to take him out this time. They were going to see a Broadway show, one that Rachel had a small part in. Kurt hadn't told her that they were coming; he wanted it to be a surprise.

She had successfully landed herself a role in Bring It On: The Musical and it wasn't her first choice, not by a long shot, but as Rachel said, it was a foot in the Broadway door and she wasn't going to give it up for anything. Even though she only had a minor role, it was a stepping stone and Kurt was proud of her.

Rachel had been desperate to get onto Broadway for as long as she could say the word "Broadway".

He knew it was only a matter of time before she was taking the Broadway world by storm; it was inevitable.

Kurt gathered his belongings and left the apartment building with enough time to get outside and meet Blaine. Blaine pulled up a few moments later in a taxi and Kurt slid in next to him.

"Hi," Kurt said, leaning over to press a quick kiss to Blaine's lips.

"Hi," Blaine replied with a grin. He took Kurt's hand in his own and they remained silent for the rest of the cab ride.

They pulled up outside of the theatre a short while later and Blaine slipped the driver some money before Kurt could protest.

"I'm taking care of things tonight," Kurt admonished as they stepped out onto the pavement.

Blaine slipped his arms around Kurt's waist. "I'm sorry," he said and Kurt couldn't help but smile a little, knowing that Blaine wasn't sorry at all. "I can't help myself."

Kurt hummed and kissed Blaine softly. "I've missed you," he said as they parted. He wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders and pulled him in for a long, satisfying hug. He had missed Blaine's presence in his life during the last few weeks. They had seen each other a few times but Kurt had been so busy with work that it was bordering on impossible to actually spend any quality time together.

"I've missed you too."

Kurt kissed Blaine again, a thrill going through him at the realisation that he could do this freely now. "C'mon, we should go inside."

Blaine nodded and they broke apart. Kurt felt Blaine take his hand again and they headed inside the theatre to find their seats.

The show started and Kurt found himself completely entranced by the beauty that was the Broadway experience. He was glad that he had someone like Blaine to share it with.

Rachel came out on stage and Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand excitedly.

"That's my room-mate," he hissed to Blaine, who smiled at him.

"She's good," Blaine replied.

Kurt fell silent again, watching Rachel capture the complete attention of the audience. Kurt was so proud of her and he couldn't wait to find her after the show to tell her so.

He then realised that if he went to find her, she would be the first person in his life to meet Blaine. He wasn't sure if he wanted her to meet Blaine before his dad but he knew it was going to be hard to get to Ohio to see his dad before the next few weeks were over.

Kurt loved Rachel though. She was one of his best friends and he felt ready for her to know who Blaine was; the man he was completely smitten with was. The man whom he was falling in love with.

The show ended and Kurt applauded loudly, whistling through his fingers specifically for Rachel. He wasn't sure if she knew he was there but he wanted her to know that was from him.

When they got into the lobby, Kurt turned to Blaine. "I'd like you to meet Rachel," he said.

Blaine nodded. "I'd love to," he replied, stepping close to Kurt as a couple pushed passed them.

"I told my dad about you," Kurt added, feeling his cheeks heat up a little. "He wants to meet you but I said I can't get home for another few weeks at least. I'd... I'd really love for you to meet him." He bit his lip, waiting for Blaine's response.

Blaine slipped his hand into Kurt's and lifted it to his lips, kissing the back of it. "I want to meet him too," he replied. "I'm really serious about this, about us, and I want to meet him."

Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you." He knew it was probably awkward to be having that conversation in the middle of a crowded lobby but Kurt needed Blaine to know before he met Rachel.

"Also, I have to warn you," Kurt started as the lobby began to empty. "Rachel is a bit of a hurricane. She's a tiny person but she's a force to be reckoned with."

"Noted," Blaine replied with a chuckle. "I just want you to know there's nothing to be nervous about." Kurt glanced back at Blaine from his search for Rachel. "I'm going to love your friends, Kurt," he said. "Because I love you."

Kurt was stunned. Blaine's expression remained the same and Kurt could clearly see the affection in Blaine's eyes. He let out a shaky breath before wrapping his arms around Blaine's shoulders and kissing him.

"I love you too," he whispered back before pressing another kiss to Blaine's lips.

Kurt didn't care that it might be too soon to say those words back to Blaine, having only been officially together for a couple of months but they rang true to him. He felt them with his entire being and he was positively ecstatic that Blaine felt the same way.

They eventually broke the kiss and Kurt flushed as he looked around the now mostly empty lobby. He turned to look back at Blaine and smiled brightly, feeling giddy and excited.

"Stay with me tonight?" Blaine asked softly.

Kurt nodded before he even registered what Blaine had asked. "I'd love to."

Blaine's lips brushed against his own once more before they were interrupted with a female voice calling out Kurt's name.

Kurt turned to see Rachel walking towards them and he beamed at her. "Rachel, you were fantastic."

Rachel grinned widely. "Thank you," she said, enveloping him in a hug. "I can't believe you're here, you little sneak! You should have told me."

"And ruin the surprise?" Kurt teased as they parted. "I'd never pass up that kind of opportunity."

Rachel smiled and then her gaze flicked to Blaine. She cleared her throat and blinked up at Kurt in such an obvious way that he wanted to laugh.

"Rachel," he started, bouncing a little in his excitement. "This is Blaine, my boyfriend."

Rachel smiled and shook Blaine's outstretched hand. "It's so good to finally meet you," she said in a rush. "Kurt kept hiding you from me and the girls but now that I've met you, I'll be able to tell the others that you really do exist."

Blaine raised his eyebrow at that. "I didn't exist?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Santana," he said. "No one exists in her mind until she meets them properly."

"Ahh, I see," Blaine replied.

"Anyway," Rachel interrupted. "Are you coming back to the apartment now? Santana should be home and so will Mercedes, we can have a girly night and we can all meet Blaine properly!"

Kurt shook his head. "Not tonight, Rach," he replied. "Blaine and I haven't had any time together in a couple of weeks; I'm spending the night at his place."

"Oh," Rachel said, looking a little put out. "How about Sunday? We could all have breakfast together! Or brunch!"

Kurt glanced at Blaine who gave him a single nod. "Alright," he said. "Sunday for breakfast or brunch."

Rachel squealed happily and grabbed Kurt in a hug, followed by Blaine, before she left them alone once more.

"I see what you mean by hurricane," Blaine commented once they were alone.

Kurt grinned. "C'mon, let's go," he said, slipping his hand into Blaine's own so they could leave the theatre for Blaine's apartment.

Kurt was excited at the idea of spending the night with Blaine.

Since their little sexual compromise at Blaine's house, they hadn't done anything more with each other. Blaine still wanted to wait to do anything more sexual and Kurt had agreed. Now, though, he wanted Blaine more than anything.

Hearing Blaine admit that he loved Kurt was the most amazing feeling in the world. He had wanted to be with Blaine for so long and to finally have him, finally hear those words, was like a dream come true.

Blaine was absolutely everything Kurt could ask for in the person he wanted to share his life with.

When they got to Blaine's apartment, Blaine poured them both a glass of wine and they took it to the living room. Blaine turned the television on to some bad reality TV show and Kurt smiled as he got comfortable on the couch next to him.

"I had a good time tonight," Blaine said.

Kurt looked up at him from where he was tucked into Blaine's side. "I did too," he replied softly. "Thanks for coming with me. Even if the musical wasn't my first choice."

Blaine grinned and kissed Kurt on the lips. "It was perfect."

Kurt's breath hitched and he set his wine glass down on the coffee table so he could shift and kiss Blaine freely. Blaine set his glass down as well and moved to hold Kurt's waist with both of his hands.

Kurt tilted his head for a better angle and Blaine moaned into his mouth. Kurt broke the kiss with a smile and gently stroked his thumb over Blaine's bottom lip before kissing it softly.

"Do you..." Blaine cleared his throat. "Do you want to go to bed?"

Kurt nodded and stood up off the couch, holding his hand out to Blaine. "Oh, wait," he said. "I don't have anything to sleep in... Or a toothbrush for that matter."

"Well, the toothbrush I can supply," Blaine said as he stood and he moved to wrap his arms around Kurt's waist. "But I was hoping maybe we wouldn't need to sleep with clothes on?"

Kurt inhaled and nodded. "I... yes... definitely," he agreed with a smile.

Blaine leaned forwards and kissed him again. "Good," he replied. "C'mon, I'll get you that toothbrush."

Kurt grinned and picked up their wine glasses to put in the dishwasher before following Blaine to the bathroom. Blaine handed him a brand new toothbrush, still in its box, and Kurt took it gratefully. They stood side by side in Blaine's bathroom, brushing their teeth and Kurt couldn't help but notice how oddly domestic it was. His mind immediately supplied that he wouldn't mind doing this every day (twice a day) for the rest of his life, but he knew it was way too soon to be thinking like that.

Kurt caught Blaine's gaze in the mirror and couldn't help but smile around his toothbrush. Blaine winked and Kurt chuckled before rinsing his mouth out.

Once they were both done, Blaine switched off the bathroom light and they headed back into Blaine's room.

Blaine caught Kurt's wrist gently and Kurt turned straight into Blaine's arms, accepting the offered kiss.

"Mmm, minty fresh," Blaine commented and Kurt grinned again.

Blaine gently rubbed his nose against Kurt's own in a small stroke before brushing their lips together. Kurt felt his lips part automatically at the touch. Blaine's hands moved from his waist to unbutton Kurt's shirt. Kurt sucked in a breath the moment Blaine's lips came into contact with his skin and sucked lightly. He gripped at Blaine's shoulder, torn between wanting more and wanting to throw Blaine on the bed and have his way with him.

"Bed," Kurt mumbled after he was sure Blaine had left an impressive hickey on his neck.

Blaine kissed Kurt's jaw and nodded, unbuttoning his own shirt as he walked around the bed. Kurt followed suit, taking his shirt and undershirt off but leaving his pants on. He debated between taking off his belt or not and hastily undid it when he saw Blaine stepping out of his own pants. Kurt followed suit, taking off his own pants as well, leaving them on the bedroom floor.

Kurt climbed onto the bed and sat, waiting for Blaine to join him. Blaine slipped onto the bed next to him a moment later and took Kurt's face in his hands, kissing him deeply. Kurt moaned, automatically leaning into the kiss. He went where Blaine guided him, settling half on top of Blaine, his leg pressed between Blaine's own.

"Take off your underwear?" Kurt asked between kisses.

Blaine nodded in compliance and they parted enough to take off their underwear. Blaine kicked back the covers and slipped under a sheet, pulling it over Kurt as well. They moved to lie on their sides, facing each other and Kurt snuggled in close. He stroked Blaine's cheek, running his fingers over Blaine's stubble. He kissed Blaine's cheek, feeling the sharp little grey and black pricks of hair underneath his lips.

Blaine captured his lips again guiding Kurt back on top of him. "Like this," he said. "Just like this."

Kurt nodded and shifted to a better position. Their cocks pressed together, trapped between them and Kurt's eyes fluttered closed at the touch. He automatically thrust down, making both of them moan.

Blaine's stroked one hand through Kurt's hair, bringing him in for another kiss, his other hand trailing down Kurt's back and cupping his ass. Kurt pushed back into the touch and then thrust forwards again.

They set a rhythm together, moving, thrusting and trying to kiss the entire time.

"You look so gorgeous like this," Blaine whispered.

Kurt flushed at the compliment and dipped his head, kissing down Blaine's jaw to the juncture of his neck. He let his bottom lip drag over the flushed skin before flicking out his tongue. He could taste Blaine's sweat on his tongue, tasting the saltiness of it on his skin. Kurt sucked a small kiss into the spot before nipping at Blaine's shoulder, thrusting down all the while.

"So close," Blaine said.

Kurt slipped a hand between them, wrapping it around their cocks, keeping his gaze locked on Blaine's the entire time. Blaine's hand joined his a moment later and Kurt groaned at the added pressure.

Blaine came a moment later, pulsing over their hands and Kurt followed suit, panting heavily. He kept moving his hips, working through his orgasm. Blaine reached up with his free hand to push Kurt's hair away from his sweaty forehead and he kissed him on the lips again.

"I love you," Blaine whispered.

Kurt smiled, sleepy and sated. "I love you too."

Kurt rolled off Blaine, onto his back and Blaine reached for a tissue to clean them up

"Your bed is gorgeous," Kurt said. "Seriously, I feel like I'm lying on a cloud."

Blaine chuckled and the sound warmed Kurt down to his toes. He shifted over, lying on his side, his head propped up on his arm, looking down at Kurt. "Comfort is a necessity when sleeping," he said, gently laying his hand to rest on Kurt's stomach.

Kurt looked over at Blaine and reached up, pulling him in for a kiss. Blaine shifted so he was hovering over Kurt a little and Kurt automatically arched into his touch.

They broke the kiss and Kurt tangled his fingers with Blaine's that were still on his stomach. He kissed Blaine softly and they shifted to lie down comfortably. Kurt snuggled into Blaine's side, curling around him immediately. He sighed contently and smiled when Blaine pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

"Good night, Kurt," Blaine said softly.

"Night, Blaine."

Kurt drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face and his heart beating in sync with Blaine's own.

~*~

"I can't believe you have horses. Wait, no. Of course you have horses."

Blaine laughed and shook his head, reaching up to stroke his horse, Daisy. After waking up in Kurt's arms that morning, Blaine had been on cloud nine all day long. He had wanted to show Kurt more of his life, watch him experience things for the first time and watch the enjoyment on Kurt's face as he did. The horses had been an unexpected idea. He had planned to take Kurt ice skating before the last of the ice melted, giving away winter into spring, but the plan had fallen through.

That was how they wound up in the stables that held the Anderson family horses. His mother was a horse fanatic. Every weekend, Blaine remembered coming out to the stables, learning to ride and how to care for horses. He had won many competitions involving the horses. He was an excellent polo player and for a while in his teen years, he'd seriously considering being a jockey. He was small enough to be able to pull it off when it had been determined that he'd stopped growing after his teen years, he'd considered it again. In the end he chose not to, but still competed in show jumping until college got to be too much.

"My mom loves horses," Blaine replied. "Have you ever been riding before?"

Kurt shook his head. "No."

Blaine smiled. "Good," he said. "That means I get to teach you."

"This is going to be another one of those activities where my ass gets hurt but not in the good way, isn't it?"

Blaine laughed and shook his head. "Only if you let it."

Kurt flushed a little and nodded. "Alright, cowboy," he said. "Show me your horse whispering ways."

"Alright," Blaine said, reaching for Kurt's hand. "This is Daisy." He moved Kurt's hand up to touch her mane, moving his own hand away a moment later. "She's getting a bit older now but she's still good to just walk around a little. Perfect for you to start on."

"Is she yours?"

Blaine shook his head. "Daisy is Audrey's horse," he replied. "My horse is Gypsy. Would you like to meet her?"

Kurt nodded and Blaine led him a few stalls down to where his completely black horse, Gypsy, was. He opened the stall door and stepped in, waiting for Kurt to join him. Blaine reached up to stroke Gypsy's mane before running a hand over her nose and feeding her a carrot from his pocket.

"There's my girl," he said softly as she chewed noisily on the carrot.

"She's gorgeous," Kurt breathed from next to him and Blaine beamed.

"She is. The staff here take really good care of her and she gets good exercise with the classes that are held here for beginners."

Kurt reached up to stroke her and Blaine watched his face carefully, taking in the sheer joy that had crossed his face as Gypsy turned into his touch, letting out a soft neigh, indicating her happiness. Blaine smiled and quickly snapped a picture of Kurt on his phone. Kurt turned at the sound of the click and Blaine smiled.

"I couldn't help myself," he said. "You look stunning right now."

Kurt flushed a little. "I'm in the worst outfit possible, Blaine," he protested. "And I'm covered in dirt already."

"You still look beautiful," Blaine replied and Kurt fell silent, a small smile on his lips.

"So I can't ride Gypsy then?"

Blaine shook his head. "It's better that you start on Daisy," he said. "Gypsy is a little forceful at times and since you've never ridden, she might scare you a little."

"Oh," Kurt said, taking a step back from the horse. Gypsy followed him, clearly wanting more attention and Blaine reached over to give her a pat, soothing her.

"C'mon," Blaine said, leading Kurt from the stall. "When you've got the hang of riding on Daisy, you can ride Gypsy. Promise."

Kurt smiled and nodded. "I'll hold you to that."

Blaine grinned and opened Daisy's stall door, guiding the horse out. He saddled her up, securing the bonds correctly as he chatted to Kurt about proper horse maintenance. Kurt was extremely attentive and asked questions that Blaine hadn't heard in a long time, but he was more than happy to answer his boyfriend's questions. From what horses ate every day, to how to properly braid a horse's tail or mane. Blaine was quick to recommend not braiding a horse's tail or mane because his family's horses, at least, didn't like it.

Once Daisy was ready for Kurt, Blaine helped Kurt up onto her.

"Tuck your knees in a little," Blaine said. "There you go. Perfect."

"I feel like one wrong move and I'm going to fall off," Kurt said, tone worried.

"You're fine," Blaine assured him. "Everyone feels like that their first time."

He patted Kurt's knee and Kurt glanced down at him, his nervousness clearly written on his face.

"Okay," Blaine said. "I'm going to lead you around the paddock a little. We'll go slowly, so try not to worry too much, okay?"

Kurt nodded, posture impossibly straight. Blaine bit back a sigh, knowing that Kurt was going to be incredibly sore unless he relaxed a little.

Blaine led him around the paddock once and then walked alongside Daisy while Kurt held onto the reigns. After their second lap, Blaine noticed that Kurt had relaxed significantly. He was glad for it, because Kurt's muscles would hate him for being so tense for so long.

"How do you feel about staying on while I go get Gypsy?" Blaine asked after a while.

Kurt glanced down at him. "...Good. I think."

Blaine chuckled. "Keep doing what you're doing," he said. "Daisy really likes you."

"Yeah?" Kurt asked.

"Yeah," Blaine repeated. "How could she not?"

Kurt smiled and Blaine felt his stomach flutter at the sight. "Okay."

"I'll be back in a moment, okay?"

Kurt nodded and Blaine headed back to the stables to saddle Gypsy up. He rubbed a hand down her mane once he had climbed up on her and he led her to where Kurt and Daisy were still slowly dawdling around the paddock. He smiled and guided Gypsy to fall into step with Daisy but keeping enough of a distance so that neither of the horses got upset.

"This is fun," Kurt said as they kept riding.

"Wait until you're galloping," Blaine replied. "Nothing beats running with a horse. There's just something so... primal about it. It's why I used to ride so much as a kid."

Kurt glanced at him; a strange look crossed his face before disappearing completely. "Maybe when I'm a little more confident."

"Of course," Blaine nodded.

They kept talking about Blaine's family's horses as they rode around the paddock. Blaine told him the tales of his mom's enjoyment riding and how when he was six years old, he rode a horse for the first time.

"When I fell off, I broke my arm in two places but I still wanted to get back up on the horse," Blaine said. "Mom refused to let me ride again until my arm had completely healed."

"At least one of you was sane in that situation," Kurt teased.

Blaine grinned. "It's in the blood, what can I say?"

They dismounted a short while later and Blaine led Gypsy back to her stall before helping Kurt off Daisy. He was a little wobbly on his legs after being on the horse for so long but Blaine kept a secure arm around his waist until he regained his balance.

"That was fun," Kurt said once they were on the way back to Blaine's apartment.

"I'm glad you liked it," Blaine replied.

Kurt curled into Blaine's side in the backseat of the taxi and stayed there until they were at Blaine's apartment.

"You can shower first, if you want?" Blaine offered when they were inside. Kurt nodded and headed for Blaine's bathroom.

Once they were both showered and in fresh clothes, Blaine curled up on the couch with Kurt in his arms, a movie that neither of them were watching playing in the background.

"You could stay at my apartment tonight," Kurt said, shifting his head from off Blaine's chest to look up at him. "That way you can meet the girls tomorrow morning when everyone's home."

Blaine smiled and pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips. "I'd love that."

Kurt's apartment was empty when they arrived a few hours later. Kurt showed Blaine around, pointing out how small it was compared to Blaine's penthouse apartment.

"It's perfect," Blaine assured him with a kiss.

They had ordered dinner while they were at Blaine's house and Kurt explained that his friends were likely to be out until sometime during the middle of the night.

Kurt's room was cosy, Blaine thought. It was big enough for one person but Kurt immediately said how sad he was that he didn't have a bigger closet space. Blaine laughed and stepped up behind Kurt, pressing kisses along the back of his neck. He tugged at Kurt's collar a little to get better access to the soft skin hiding there and Kurt let out a breathy little sigh.

Blaine loosened his hold on Kurt and moved so he was in front of him.

"Hi," Kurt whispered, licking his lips.

"Hi," Blaine returned and he leaned forwards to capture Kurt's lips in his own. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist again, holding him close while Kurt draped his arms over Blaine's shoulders in an all too familiar hold.

Kurt sighed as Blaine caressed the small of his back over the top of his clothes. Blaine slowly manoeuvred them to Kurt's bed and stopped when Kurt's legs hit the edge. The kiss broke and Kurt looked at him with a thousand questions in his gaze. Blaine pressed a chaste kiss to his lips before asking Kurt which side of the bed was his.

"Oh," Kurt said. "This side."

He sat down and Blaine pulled off his sweater before joining Kurt on the bed and set his black framed glasses on the bedside table.

"Are we...?" Kurt left the question hanging in the air.

Blaine shook his head. "Not tonight," he replied. "But I would love to suck you off if you're okay with that?"

"I... yes. Y-yes! Of course," Kurt stuttered, his cheeks flushed red. "I... Wow, I am so nervous."

Blaine took Kurt's hand in his own. "Don't be," he said. "We don't have to do anything. I loved falling asleep with you in my arms last night. If we end up like that again, I'll be a happy man."

Kurt glanced at him, his affection clearly on his face. "We can definitely end up like that."

Blaine smiled softly and they both moved, meeting in another kiss. Kurt's mouth immediately opened under his own and Blaine moaned the moment Kurt's tongue brushed against his own. They lay back, still kissing, Blaine hovering over Kurt, much like the previous night.

Blaine broke the kiss to move over Kurt, straddling his thighs. He slowly unbuttoned Kurt's shirt, leaning forwards to press a kiss to his chest above his undershirt once all of the buttons were undone.

Kurt sat up and shrugged out of his button down shirt and his undershirt, throwing them over the side of the bed and Blaine kissed him again, running his hands down the smooth, pale skin of Kurt's torso. Kurt's hands fell to his waist, tugging at Blaine's own shirt until it came untucked from his pants. Kurt's fingers worked quickly, unbuttoning Blaine's top. He shucked out of that and his tank top, letting them both drop to the floor near Kurt's own.

Kurt's fingers immediately tangled in Blaine's curly hair as they kissed. Blaine gently pushed him to lie back down, covering Kurt's body with his own. He broke the kiss to look at Kurt. He took in Kurt's pink; kiss swollen lips, shining at him, enticing him. Kurt's eyes were hazy with lust and Blaine felt a thrill go through him, knowing that look was for him and for him alone.

He gave Kurt a small smile before kissing down Kurt's jaw and to his neck. He sucked softly, waiting for a response from Kurt before continuing. Kurt's hand found its way back into his hair, tugging every time he let out a happy sigh or a passionate moan.

Blaine kissed his way down Kurt's chest, stopping the moment Kurt's breath hitched in pleasure. Blaine mouthed his way over Kurt's ribs, nipping at them and then caressing them with his tongue.

Kurt breathed heavily above him and Blaine couldn't help but kiss him again. Kurt was so responsive to his every movement, every touch, and Blaine found it completely intoxicating. He thrust his hips down and Kurt moaned, clinging to Blaine a little tighter.

Blaine nipped at Kurt's bottom lip, tugging it a little as he broke the kiss. Kurt immediately chased the movement and settled back in a pout when Blaine didn't close the gap between them.

He kept his gaze on Kurt's face as he reached down to cup Kurt over his pants. Kurt's eyes fluttered closed at the touch and he tilted his head back a little. Blaine leaned forwards, unable to help himself, and he sucked a kiss into the pulse point of Kurt's neck, flicking his tongue against the smooth skin.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed. "Kiss me."

Blaine complied, kissing Kurt again slowly. Kurt tasted amazing. He always did whenever they kissed but Blaine was always pleasantly surprised when he got a reminder of how Kurt tasted. He let his tongue move against Kurt's own, letting Kurt set the pace while he slipped a hand between them to undo Kurt's belt.

"You'll need two hands for that," Kurt said. "It's a little complicated."

Blaine sat back, using both hands to undo Kurt's belt. He flicked open the button of Kurt's pants while he had his gaze on it and undid the zipper before tugging down. Kurt lifted his hips, letting Blaine pull his pants off completely. His erection was clear through his boxer briefs and Blaine dipped his head, mouthing at Kurt's cock over the material.

Kurt whimpered and arched into Blaine's touch. Blaine pulled away a moment later, a shock of arousal going through him as he took in the damp spot on Kurt's grey underwear. He moved back, pulling off his own pants and kicking them to the floor before hooking his thumbs under the elastic of Kurt's underwear and pulling down.

Kurt's cock was gorgeous. There was no other way that Blaine could describe it. It sat heavily against his stomach, flushed from arousal and leaking at the top. Blaine licked his lips at the sight, unable to help himself.

He nudged Kurt's legs open and settled between them. He pressed open-mouthed kisses to the insides of Kurt's thighs until Kurt was quaking underneath him.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed. "Please."

Blaine didn't need any more encouragement. He licked a stripe up Kurt's cock before guiding it between his lips and sucking. Kurt keened and arched his hips off the bed. Blaine settled one arm over Kurt's hips, pushing him back down and waited until Kurt had settled before taking Kurt's cock back into his mouth.

It sat heavily on his tongue. The taste was heady and familiar. He ran the flat of his tongue up the underside of Kurt's cock, taking in every ridge, bump and smooth patch of skin he could.

It had been so long since he had had a cock in his mouth and Blaine had missed it. He ran his tongue over the slit, lapping up the precome that had pooled there and he swallowed automatically.

Kurt moaned again, his hand finding its way into Blaine's hair once more.

Blaine pulled off Kurt's cock to glance at his boyfriend, taking in how incredible he looked. Kurt was completely open right then and Blaine wanted Kurt to be that way with him forever.

He kissed the tip of Kurt's cock again before taking as much of it as he could into his mouth. Kurt's cock was the thickest cock that he had ever seen and Blaine loved the way his mouth stretched around him. He sucked eagerly, his hand coming up to close around Kurt's cock where his mouth couldn't reach.

Kurt groaned, his fingers tightening in Blaine's hair as he tried to arch off the bed again. Blaine pulled off Kurt's cock a bit, sucking on the head while he jerked Kurt off with his hand.

"Fuck, yes!" Kurt exclaimed. Blaine glanced up at him from his position and saw that Kurt had thrown an arm across his face and was panting heavily.

Blaine turned his attention back to Kurt's cock, flicking his tongue across the slit again. Kurt whined loudly and he tugged on Blaine's hair once more.

"I'm close," he finally managed to say.

Blaine smirked as best as he could with Kurt's cock still in his mouth and he took as much of Kurt into his mouth as possible before Kurt shuddered underneath him and orgasmed. Blaine swallowed down Kurt's come, slowly licking his cock clean until Kurt hissed from over-sensitivity.

Blaine pulled back, letting Kurt's cock slip from between his lips. It rested against Kurt's stomach, twitching at the cool air of the bedroom. Blaine couldn't help but press a soft kiss to the underside of it before moving to Kurt's side, lying down on the bed.

"I... Wow," Kurt breathed.

Blaine turned his head to glance at Kurt, taking in his profile. Kurt's cheeks were flushed and his hair was in disarray. Blaine felt his own cock twitch at the thought of Kurt's fingers being in his hair, tugging and messing it up from lust.

Blaine sought out Kurt's hand with his own, lacing their fingers together. Kurt half-heartedly curled his fingers around Blaine's own but it was clearly too much of an effort for him.

"Give me a minute," Kurt said eventually. "I just had my brain sucked out through my dick."

Blaine laughed and rolled over. He kissed Kurt's bare shoulder before making his way up Kurt's neck. He shifted, lying on his side, head propped up on his hand as he gently stroked Kurt's stomach.

"That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had," Kurt said after a few more minutes. His breathing seemed to have finally gone back to normal and he turned his head to look at Blaine, cheeks still flushed a little.

"That wasn't even using my best skills, either," Blaine replied, tracing his finger around Kurt's bellybutton.

"It wasn't?" Kurt asked, eyes widening.

Blaine shook his head.

"Holy shit, you're going to kill me when we have penetrative sex, aren't you?"

Blaine chuckled. "I hope not," he said, dipping his head to kiss at Kurt's neck again.

Kurt shifted onto his side and wrapped his arms around Blaine before kissing him properly. He moaned into the kiss and Blaine felt the noise go straight to his own erection.

"Now," Kurt started. "I'm nowhere near as good as you but I still want to suck you off. Despite, y'know, having such a high standard to follow."

"Kurt," Blaine said fondly. "I'm sure I'm going to love whatever you do to me."

Kurt smiled and they kissed briefly again. "Just keep that in mind, okay?"

"Okay," Blaine replied, holding Kurt close as they kissed once more.

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