There was something about coming home to someone that was completely satisfying to Kurt. Even though he wasn't living with Blaine, he had been spending more and more time at Blaine's apartment after work and on weekends.

Most nights, Blaine finished work earlier than Kurt did and he would prepare dinner for them, something that Kurt had enjoyed the first time Blaine had done it. Blaine was an excellent cook and Kurt found that he loved feeling taken care of. He loved that Blaine was there to come home to. It was all so domestic and Kurt couldn't think of anything more perfect.

Blaine was an amazing boyfriend. They were still taking things slow but even before the first time they exchanged "I love you"s, Kurt knew that Blaine was it. There was no one else that Kurt pictured being with. Not Tobias, not other guys who had hit on him in the past. Blaine was it.

"Hey," Kurt said, stepping up behind Blaine, who was standing at the stove, cooking something in the frying pan. He pressed a kiss to the back of Blaine's neck and let his head rest on Blaine's shoulder. "What's cooking, good looking?"

"So cheesy," Blaine teased, turning his head to peck Kurt on the lips. "I'm making a stir fry."

"It smells delicious," Kurt replied. "I'll go wash up." He kissed the side of Blaine's neck and headed for Blaine's bathroom to clean up a bit.

He glanced at the toothbrush holder on Blaine's bathroom counter, noticing how his toothbrush and Blaine's own were resting against each other. As he looked around the bathroom, he noticed that more and more of his things were making their way into Blaine's living space. He wasn't sure if it was a conscious movement or if it just happened but he couldn't help the thrill that shot through him at the idea of his and Blaine's stuff being mixed together like this a little more permanently.

Kurt shook his head and caught his reflection in the mirror. "Stop rushing things, Kurt," he chided himself. "Be patient and stop picking out the wedding china."

He bit his lip, pushing thoughts of wedding china to the back of his mind. It wasn't his fault that he had to go to Tiffany's during the week for work purposes.

Kurt shook his head again and washed up before re-joining Blaine in the kitchen.

"Do you need me to do anything?" he asked.

"Mmm," Blaine hummed. "You can set the table and pour wine, if you want?"

"Consider it done," Kurt replied as he got out the plates and cutlery before opening a bottle of chilled white wine from the refrigerator. He sipped on his glass as he watched Blaine finish cooking their dinner.

Blaine served up the meal onto their plates and carried them to the small dining table he had. Kurt joined him and sat down, setting his newly filled glass on the table.

They chatted about their work days as they ate and halfway through the meal, Kurt felt Blaine's bare foot rubbing up against his own sock clad one and he smiled.

"Have I told you how much I love your cooking?" Kurt said once they had finished eating.

"Oh, just once or twice," Blaine replied with a smile, before he leaned over to kiss Kurt softly on the lips.

He took their empty plates back to the kitchen and Kurt followed, taking their empty wine glasses and putting them into the dishwasher that Blaine was loading up.

"Want to curl up on the couch and watch Real Housewives?" Kurt asked as Blaine switched the dishwasher on.

"Absolutely," Blaine replied, closing the space between them to kiss Kurt on the lips.

"I love you," Kurt said as the kiss broke.

"I love you, too."

Kurt smiled and followed Blaine to the living room. Kurt switched on the television before joining Blaine on the couch underneath the soft blanket he kept in the living room. Kurt curled into Blaine's side, settling down to watch the show.

Unknowingly, Kurt nodded off to sleep on Blaine's shoulder and he was shook awake a while later by his boyfriend.

"C'mon," Blaine said softly. "Let's go to bed."

Kurt nodded, yawning behind his hand and he headed for the bedroom. "We should shower," he said. "Together."

Blaine glanced over and smiled. "You get the water running; I'll be there in a minute."

Kurt smiled back and entered Blaine's ensuite bathroom. He stripped of his clothes and set them to the side before turning the taps of the shower on. He stepped in and let the warm water cascade over his body. Kurt sighed, rotating once so his entire body was hit by the water.

The glass door opened a moment later and Blaine stepped in, completely naked. Kurt let his gaze roam appreciatively over Blaine's body as he joined him under the shower.

"Hi," Kurt said.

Blaine grinned and Kurt leaned forwards to kiss him. Blaine's hand found its way into Kurt's hair, keeping him close. Kurt moaned into the kiss, running his own hand down Blaine's wet chest. He let Blaine push him against the tiled wall as they kissed and he rutted forwards impulsively.

Blaine dropped his hands to Kurt's hips and repeated the movement himself.

Kurt broke the kiss, panting already. "I want you," he whispered.

Blaine nodded and kissed him once more, teasingly. "I want you too."

Blaine reached over and shut off the water and opened the glass door to reach for a towel. He handed it to Kurt and then took the other for himself. They stepped out and dried off. Kurt had just wrapped the towel around his middle before Blaine was pulling him in for another kiss.

They stumbled their way back into Blaine's room, forgetting to turn off the bathroom light in the process. They collapsed onto Blaine's bed and Kurt broke the kiss with a laugh when he realised he couldn't move his legs because of the towel's restriction.

Blaine climbed off him and let his own towel drop to the floor before tugging on Kurt's own. Kurt let Blaine take it and he shuffled back on the bed.

Blaine re-joined him a moment later, straddling Kurt's thighs. He dipped his head and kissed Kurt hotly. Kurt moaned, one hand immediately sliding into Blaine's still wet hair. Blaine's tongue moved against Kurt's own in an all too familiar matter, making Kurt's stomach swoop pleasantly.

Blaine broke the away after a few long moments, trailing kisses down Kurt's neck before stopping at his collarbone, nipping gently. Kurt turned his head, letting Blaine have better access to his neck. Blaine's tongue flattened out and ran across Kurt's clavicle and dipped into the hollow of his throat before kissing it softly.

Kurt reached for Blaine again, kissing him once more. He slipped his legs out from underneath Blaine's, moving them to either side of Blaine's hips. He gently ran his foot up the length of Blaine's leg and over his thigh all the while kissing him.

"You should finger me," Kurt whispered against Blaine's lips. "Please?"

Blaine nodded and broke the kisses to reach into his bedside drawer for the lubricant and a condom.

Kurt paused and looked up at Blaine. "Are you sure?" he asked, wondering if they were both on the same page. He wanted to make sure that Blaine was ready before going any further.

Blaine nodded. "I'm sure," he replied, kissing Kurt soundly on the lips again.

Blaine left both the condom and the bottle of lubricant on the free pillow and dipped his head to kiss Kurt again. Kurt cupped the back of Blaine's neck while his free hand stroked down Blaine's back, lightly scratching his nails against the skin on the upwards stroke. Blaine shuddered above him and broke the kiss.

"That felt amazing," he said, breathing heavily.

Kurt smiled and moved both hands to Blaine's back. "I'll keep that in mind," he replied, running his hands up and down once.

Blaine reached for the lubricant and poured some into his hand, coating his fingers. Kurt settled back against the pillows and closed his eyes, waiting. He was surprised when Blaine's lips covered his own in a soft kiss. The kiss barely lasted a moment and as Blaine pulled back, Kurt opened his eyes. Kurt's mouth dropped open in a gasp as Blaine's finger traced along his entrance, making him slick with lubricant before he pushed a finger in. Kurt's body fought the intrusion automatically and he willed himself to relax.

Blaine dipped his head to kiss Kurt again as he stretched him open, taking his time. Kurt was soon shuddering under Blaine as he slipped in a second finger. Blaine's fingers found his prostate easily, carefully moving and twisting inside of him to stroke at the sensitive spot.

Kurt lifted a leg and curled it over Blaine's lower back, giving Blaine better access. He was rewarded with a nip to his shoulder as Blaine kissed his way down Kurt's chest.

Blaine's lips closed around Kurt's nipple as he kept stretching him open. He sucked on the nub until it hardened underneath his tongue. Kurt could feel the taut flesh tightening and responding to Blaine's touch. Blaine pulled off a moment later and blew cool air onto it. Kurt moaned in response.

Blaine repeated the action on Kurt's other nipple, licking and sucking until it was completely hard. Kurt panted heavily; all of the added stimulation was putting him on edge already.

Blaine shifted down his body again and he took the head of Kurt's cock into his mouth just as he slipped a third finger inside of Kurt's body.

Kurt keened loudly, arching into Blaine's mouth and trying to buck down onto his fingers at the same time. He wanted more. He needed it all.

Blaine pulled off his cock a moment later and withdrew his fingers at the same time. Kurt cried out, unhappy at the double loss.

"Shh," Blaine whispered, kissing him on the lips. "I love you."

Kurt returned the sentiment and reached for the condom Blaine had put on the spare pillow. He sat up and tore it open before rolling it onto Blaine's erect cock. He coated Blaine's condom covered cock in lubricant and kissed Blaine slowly.

"Sit back a little," Kurt whispered and Blaine immediately complied.

Kurt shifted so he was sitting in Blaine's lap and he raised himself up on his knees to guide Blaine's cock into himself. He locked gazes with Blaine's as he slowly sat himself down, taking Blaine in inch by inch until Blaine was completely sheathed inside of him.

Blaine let out a shaky breath, both of his hands going to Kurt's hips, steadying him. Kurt stayed still for a moment before dipping his head to kiss Blaine. He kept kissing Blaine until his fingers flexed on Kurt's hips, digging in a little.

Kurt took the cue and raised himself up before slowly fucking himself back down onto Blaine's cock. They slipped a few times before getting a good rhythm up together.

Kurt clenched Blaine's shoulder a little and squeezed around Blaine the moment Blaine's cock brushed against his prostate. He let out a broken moan, bucking down to aim for that spot again.

Blaine's lips were on his neck, kissing over every single patch of skin he could reach while Kurt rocked in his lap. The angle wasn't the best for much force but Kurt loved it. He felt closer to Blaine than he had ever before. He could practically feel Blaine's heart beating inside of himself.

Kurt dipped his head to kiss Blaine again, cupping his face with both hands. Blaine's tongue flicked out against his own and he moaned into Kurt's mouth. Kurt smiled and pressed his sweat damp forehead against Blaine's own, feeling Blaine's hot breath against his lips.

Kurt slipped a hand between them and started to stroke himself, despite the slightly awkward angle. He was already so close; the pressure of Blaine inside of him felt amazing. Blaine's hand joined his a moment later and Kurt let go completely, throwing his arms around Blaine's shoulders as he felt his body respond to the touch.

He kissed Blaine again, his hands running down Blaine's sweat damp back, trying to touch as much of him as possible. He broke the kiss as he felt his stomach tighten in the all too familiar way. He let out a long groan as he came, coating Blaine's fist and their chests. He panted against Blaine's lips as he rode through the aftershocks of his orgasm, his hips coming to a complete stop.

Kurt pulled back a little and wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders. "Let's lie back."

They moved until Kurt was lying back on the mattress and Blaine slipped back inside of him with ease. Kurt felt his body responding to every movement of Blaine's own, arching into every thrust of Blaine's hips.

"I'm so close," Blaine whispered against Kurt's neck, panting heavily.

Kurt purposefully clenched his muscles down around Blaine and Blaine groaned.

"Fuck," he hissed, still thrusting.

Blaine's body tensed a moment later and he orgasmed, shaking above Kurt, his hips still moving. Eventually he stilled and Kurt kept his legs wrapped around Blaine's middle, keeping Blaine inside of him.

"You are amazing," Blaine said, kissing Kurt softly on the lips.

"So are you," Kurt returned proudly.

Blaine kissed him once more before pulling out completely. Kurt couldn't have stopped the moan at the loss if he had tried.

Blaine cleaned them both up and Kurt couldn't help but marvel at how attentive he was being. Blaine quickly got up to shut the bathroom light off before shuffling under the covers around to pull them over both of their bodies. Kurt moved to lie on his side, facing Blaine and he draped his arm over Blaine's waist, stroking his back.

Their lips met again and Kurt couldn't help but just enjoy the slow, post-orgasm kisses. He slipped his leg between Blaine's own, enjoying the closeness.

"I love you so much," Blaine whispered against Kurt's lips.

Kurt smiled. "I love you too. Thank you for tonight. It was perfect."

"It really was," Blaine agreed.

Kurt ran his hand through Blaine's curly hair, fingers gently tracing the streaks of grey hair at his temple. He kissed Blaine again slowly; content to just keep kissing him until they both fell asleep in each other's arms.

~*~

Blaine woke with Kurt's nose pressed underneath his chin. It should have felt uncomfortable but it didn't. Blaine could feel Kurt's steady heartbeat against his ribs where Kurt was pressed into his side. They were completely tangled together, their legs twined and their arms around each other. It was the best way Blaine had ever woken up.

Blaine turned his head a little, glancing down at Kurt's sleeping face. Kurt looked so completely relaxed in a way that he never was during the day. Kurt's mouth was parted a little and Blaine could feel the puffs of his breath tickling his chest hair from where Kurt's head had now moved.

Kurt snuffled in his sleep and snuggled closer to Blaine. Blaine couldn't help but smile, stroking one hand down Kurt's naked back.

Last night had been perfect, Blaine thought. He knew the second that Kurt had walked into his apartment that he wanted Kurt to come home to him every night. Blaine didn't want to scare Kurt away, though, not so soon into their relationship, so he was happy to have Kurt whenever he could. Whether it was in his apartment, or Kurt's. Though, since the incident with Santana, Blaine had only stayed there one other time.

Now that they'd taken that final step and had had intercourse, Blaine didn't want Kurt to leave.

To wake up with Kurt in his arms like this every morning was something that Blaine could definitely get used to.

Slowly, Kurt woke up, his eyelashes tickling Blaine's chest as his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning," Kurt mumbled, opening one eye to look at Blaine before promptly closing it again.

"Morning," Blaine whispered back and he kissed the top of Kurt's head.

Kurt yawned and ran his hand down Blaine's side, coming to rest on his hip. "Well, you're still naked," he started. "So last night wasn't just an amazing dream."

Blaine chuckled and dipped his head to kiss Kurt on the lips. "No, it definitely wasn't."

Kurt smiled and rubbed their noses together in the sweetest gesture before laying his head back on Blaine's chest. "I'm glad it wasn't."

Blaine closed his eyes again, one hand absent-mindedly stroking Kurt's back. He didn't particularly want to get out of bed just yet. He was warm and wrapped up in Kurt. There was nowhere else he wanted to be right then.

"I need to shower," Kurt said after a few long moments of silence. "Care to join me?"

Blaine opened his eyes at that and smiled. "Will we actually get showered though?"

Kurt grinned down at him. "You'll have to come with me to find out."

Kurt leaned over and pressed a kiss to Blaine's lips before getting up off the bed and heading for Blaine's bathroom. Blaine watched his naked form walk away and immediately got out of his bed to follow. He wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind before he could step into the shower stall and kissed the back of his neck.

"Okay, we'll shower," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's skin, kissing along his shoulder, pausing to give a lingering kiss to a freckle there.

"We should stop by my apartment and see if anyone there wants to have breakfast together," Kurt said as he lathered himself with shower gel.

Blaine's gaze followed the soapy trail and he nodded. "Sounds good," he agreed.

It had been a few weeks since Kurt and Santana had blown up at each other and Kurt said they had apologised to each other and were friends again, which Blaine was grateful for since Kurt had to live with her.

He had only been in Santana's presence a few more times, once being at the Anderson and Sons office when he and Kurt had been invited to lunch with Cooper and some other associates. Santana had only been present at the lunch at Cooper's insistence but Cooper (at Kurt's request) didn't know anything of Santana's outburst; Blaine had agreed that Cooper didn't need to know. It had nothing to do with her job and she had got over it pretty quickly.

Once they had finished showering and were dressed, they caught a taxi to Kurt's apartment to find Mercedes and Sam in the kitchen, pouring themselves coffee.

"Hey, boo," Mercedes said in greeting. "And boo number two," she added with a wink at Blaine. "Coffee?"

"Please," Kurt said, pulling two mugs out of one of the cupboards.

Mercedes poured them both a cup and Kurt added sugar and milk to them. Blaine accepted his mug and took a grateful sip, letting the coffee warm his insides.

"Have either of you had breakfast yet?" Kurt asked, stepping closer to Blaine.

Blaine wrapped his free arm around Kurt's side, leaning in a little closer to him.

"Not yet," Sam replied. "We just got up."

"Excellent," Kurt said. "I'm cooking breakfast. Are Rachel and Santana here?"

Mercedes nodded over her mug. "They're in the shower."

"Good, I'll make enough for them too," Kurt said. "You two go relax; Blaine and I have this covered."

"Don't need to tell me twice," Mercedes said with a smile. She kissed both of their cheeks before following Sam into the living room.

"So I'm your sous chef today?" Blaine asked as Kurt moved to the fridge.

Kurt nodded. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not," Blaine replied. "I love cooking and breakfast is my favourite meal of the day."

Kurt smiled at him and handed Blaine the carton of eggs.

They worked together, making a breakfast large enough for all of them but with an added portion to accommodate Rachel's vegan tastes. Blaine smiled to himself when he realised that Kurt was humming and after a few bars, he joined in.

Kurt glanced at him over the fry pan and started to sing instead. Blaine joined in at Kurt's nod and they sang together as they made breakfast. Kurt set aside the bacon in the oven to keep warm and just as they started a new song, a female voice joined in. Blaine looked over his shoulder to see Rachel getting into the song, singing along with them.

Kurt paused in his cooking to reach out and twirl Rachel on the spot. She leaned up and kissed his cheek before spinning herself straight into Santana's waiting arms. Before Blaine knew it, the kitchen was filled with the six occupants, all trying to out sing each other before ending the song in happy laughter.

When the cooking was finished, they all squashed around the small dining table to eat.

"Now that we're the Von Trapp family," Santana started. "Does this mean we're going to sing as we cook every day? Because I start work early."

"I say we should," Rachel piped up. "It was fun and nothing is better than starting the day with a song!"

"I agree," Blaine said and Kurt glanced at him, an amused look on his face. "Singing is fun. It makes me happy to sing; even if it is about the foods I'm making for breakfast."

Kurt smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him softly. "You're amazing," he whispered.

"Alright, kids, not at the breakfast table," Santana chided affectionately.

Blaine smiled in her direction before finishing off his pancakes.

"Thanks for breakfast, Kurt and Blaine," Mercedes said. "It was delicious."

"We should do this every week," Rachel added. "It could be our thing."

"As long as we take turns cooking," Kurt said. "Because Blaine and I would like to be waited on too, you know."

"Of course," Rachel agreed. "So, next Sunday then?"

Blaine glanced at Kurt and nodded. He had enjoyed the morning, it was nice and relaxing. He didn't even mind doing the cooking part of things either. Especially with Kurt.

"Alright," Kurt agreed. "But maybe can we make it once every two weeks? Blaine and I are heading to Ohio next week to visit my dad."

"Two weeks it is!" Rachel said excitedly before anyone else could object.

~*~