Their weekend in Lima turned out to be pretty amazing. Kurt had taken Blaine around the town, showing him the spots that he remembered enjoying as he grew up. He showed Blaine his first house and had recounted the story of his mom's passing. Blaine had held him close during that. They had visited her gravesite as well and Kurt put fresh flowers down before telling her that he and Blaine were moving in together and that he couldn't be happier.

Kurt had also insisted on showing Blaine his dad's shop and Blaine looked around, impressed. Kurt had shown Blaine where he had changed his first tyre and where he had learned all he needed to know about cars, things that Blaine had no idea about.

They flew home on the Monday morning and had climbed into bed together; neither had been ready to face reality.

Kurt had yet to tell the girls that he was moving out and moving in with Blaine. There hadn't been any times where they had all been together, so he had texted each of them in turn and asked them to be home so he could talk to them.

"What's up, Kurt?" Mercedes asked when they were all seated in the living room.

Kurt looked at them all and took a deep breath. "Blaine asked me to move in with him."

Rachel reacted first and squealed loudly as she propelled herself at him, knocking him back with the force of her hug. "That's so great!" she said.

"Thank you," Kurt replied, glad she had taken it so well.

"That's awesome, Kurt," Mercedes said with a smile. Thankfully, her hug wasn't as forceful as Rachel's but it was no less passionate. She held him close for a few long moments before sitting back down.

Kurt glanced over at Santana.

"So it's pretty serious then?" Santana asked and Kurt nodded.

"Pretty serious," he echoed. "Are you okay with it?"

Santana sighed and glanced up at him. "Of course," she replied with a sincere smile. "Besides, this just means I get your room for closet space."

Both Mercedes and Rachel started to protest, claiming that they wanted Kurt's room for their own things and Kurt rolled his eyes affectionately. It was going to be scary, moving out of the apartment he had lived in since he had moved to New York to move in with Blaine.

The entire idea was nerve wracking.

He knew what this meant, about him and Blaine, and it was petrifying but it was beyond exciting at the same time.

Kurt couldn't wait to be living with Blaine but a small part of him still had doubts. He didn't want to mess things up with Blaine at all. He loved being with Blaine and he loved spending time with him but he didn't want to throw that all away, or mess it up, by moving in with him.

Those fears weren't enough to stop him from wanting to do it, though. He knew that the small fears he had couldn't compare to the utter joy he had felt when Blaine had asked him to move in.

It was going to be different, he knew that, and it would take some time to adjust to living with someone he was in a relationship with but he knew it would be worth it.

"You're thinking too much," Rachel said a while later as Kurt packed some of his things into boxes. He needed to get it started so he could move into Blaine's apartment over the weekend when they were both free.

Kurt gave her a small smile and set the box on the floor. "Maybe a little," he replied.

Rachel climbed up onto his bed and Kurt sat down next to her. She reached over and took both of his hands in her own. "It's okay to be scared," she said. "This is a big step for you. You've never lived with anyone you've dated before."

"I know," Kurt said. "I just don't want to screw it up."

"You're not going to screw anything up," Rachel said, squeezing his hands a little. "Kurt, I've known you since we were fourteen years old, probably even before that. And I've never seen you this happy before. Ever. And you deserve to be happy. If Blaine makes you happy then I say you grab the bull by the horns and just go for it."

"Please never say 'bull by the horns' again," Kurt said.

Rachel laughed and swatted his arm. "Bull by the horns," she repeated with a grin.

Kurt poked his tongue out at her and rubbed his arm where she hit. It didn't hurt but he wanted to tease his best friend a little. "Speaking of things with horns," he started. "How are things with Santana?"

Rachel smiled. "They're really good," she said. "And it's not just the sex, either, which is amazing."

"TMI," Kurt said and Rachel rolled her eyes.

"This is different than anything I've ever felt before," Rachel continued. "I guess this is what love feels like."

Kurt reached over and pulled Rachel into a tight hug. "Even though it was awkward at first, I'm glad you have her," he whispered. "Because you deserve love, too."

Rachel buried her face in Kurt's shoulder and sobbed. "Oh, you suck," she muttered. "You haven't even left yet and I'm already blubbering."

Kurt laughed wetly and pulled back, wiping the tears from Rachel's face with his thumbs. "I'm not leaving town. I'm just moving into Blaine's apartment."

"His gorgeous penthouse apartment," Rachel corrected.

Kurt grinned. "Yeah, it's pretty amazing."

Rachel hugged him again and Kurt closed his eyes, committing the moment to his memory.

By the time Saturday arrived, Kurt only had a few boxes left to take to Blaine's apartment. He had taken things over during the week so that their weekend wasn't too busy with moving.

Kurt had no idea what to do with his bed and Mercedes suggested to leave it behind for when they had guests stay over. Kurt agreed and that made one less thing to take to Blaine's apartment.

It felt good, seeing his stuff intermingled with Blaine's. He had unpacked almost everything, save for a few knick knacks and some other things, by dinnertime.

Blaine had insisted on ordering out, claiming they would be too tired to cook. Kurt agreed, glad that his boyfriend had thought ahead and had ordered them Thai food for dinner.

"So," Blaine said as they ate dinner, sitting on the living room floor because they could. "How are we going to celebrate our first night together?"

Kurt smiled. "Well," he started. "Is it really our first night together if I've been sleeping over for a while now?"

Blaine grinned. "It's the first official night," he replied. "One where you get to stay in the morning and not have to go back to your apartment for a change of clothes."

Kurt sighed happily at the thought. "This is pretty amazing, isn't it?" he said and Blaine nodded in agreement.

"It really is." He leaned over and kissed Kurt soundly on the lips. Kurt put his fork down and cupped Blaine's face with his hand, curling his fingers into the hair at the nape of Blaine's neck. "I can't wait to wake up next to you every single morning," Blaine whispered, staying close. "And to curl up to you every single night."

Kurt kissed Blaine again, imagining what Blaine was saying. It made his stomach swoop pleasantly to know that he and Blaine would be able to do that from now on. Would be able to fall asleep in each other's arms and wake the same way. It was exciting and Kurt couldn't wait to start their life together.

~*~

Blaine woke up on Friday to a warm, wet pressure on his cock. He blinked open his eyes and looked down to see Kurt's mouth around him. Blaine groaned and Kurt's gaze flicked up to meet his. He pulled off Blaine's cock and licked his lips.

"Morning," Kurt said, voice rough from sex or sleep, Blaine wasn't sure, but it sounded amazing.

Blaine barely had a chance to respond before Kurt's mouth sunk back down around him. He fisted the sheets with one hand and let the other rest on the back of Kurt's head, stroking his fingers in the hair at the nape of Kurt's neck.

Kurt moaned around Blaine's cock, sending the vibrations straight through him. He wanted to arch into the touch but Kurt had an arm across his hips, holding him down. Kurt sucked harder and Blaine groaned. He knew he was close and he wondered just how long Kurt had been sucking him off while he slept.

Blaine spread his legs as far as they would go when Kurt shifted, popping the cap on the lubricant to squirt some out. He felt Kurt's finger tracing his opening and he immediately bucked down into the touch.

Kurt pushed a finger inside of him, wriggling it until he was embedded to the knuckle. Blaine moaned again, torn between bucking down onto Kurt's finger or bucking up into Kurt's mouth.

Kurt crooked his finger, finding Blaine's prostate and he massaged the spot. Blaine rocked down onto Kurt's finger, eager for more friction. He gripped the sheets tighter in his hand and groaned loudly as he came, Kurt's mouth working him through his orgasm.

Blaine panted heavily as Kurt licked him clean before coming to lie down next to him in the bed. Blaine glanced over at Kurt and frowned.

"Why do you have clothes on?" he asked, voice still thick from sleep.

"I have to go to work," Kurt replied as he leaned over to kiss Blaine. "I have to fix my hair first but I have to go. Isabelle wants me in early."

"Stay?" Blaine asked. "I just want to sleep in today."

"We can tomorrow," Kurt replied with a grin. "Tomorrow is Saturday and we can stay in bed all day, if you want."

"Mmm, sounds perfect," Blaine said, loosening his hold on Kurt. "Fine, go to work. I suppose I'd better get up and get ready too."

Kurt kissed him again, stroking his cheek gently. Blaine nuzzled into Kurt's hand, kissing his open palm. "I love you," he said softly.

"I love you too."

Kurt got up off the bed and straightened his clothes quickly. He went into the bathroom before coming back around to Blaine's side of the bed. He leaned down and kissed him once more.

"Happy birthday, Blaine."

Kurt disappeared a moment later and Blaine blinked his eyes open.

It was his birthday.

He was forty-four years old now.

He groaned and rolled over, burying his face in Kurt's pillow. It was still a little warm and it smelled like Kurt as Blaine tugged it closer, curling himself around it.

A part of him just wanted to stay in bed all day but he had an appointment with Hayley first thing that morning and he didn't want to disappoint her.

Blaine pouted for a moment before realising how utterly childish that was and he got up to get ready for the day. He was a little upset that Kurt had to go into work so early, especially on his birthday.

Blaine got up and showered before heading into the kitchen to make himself something quick for breakfast. He saw a post-it note stuck to the coffee machine and smiled at Kurt's handwriting wishing him a happy birthday.

He folded the note over and put it in his pocket to keep with him for the day. Blaine spotted something glinting on the coffee table in the living room as he passed through and stopped. He looked at it closer and saw that his name was on the little card stuck to the outside. With a smile, Blaine opened his gift.

It was a book that he had heard good things about but hadn't got around to getting for himself yet. Blaine grinned and flipped open the book to see another post-it note stuck inside the hard cover.

Blaine, it read.

Just a little something to start off your day.
I'm sorry that I had to go to work so early.
I promise I'll make it up to you.

Love Kurt.

Blaine smiled to himself and took the book, and the note, and put them into his leather messenger bag. He glanced down at his watch and realised that he was going to be late for work if he didn't hurry up.

By the time Blaine arrived at work, he barely had five minutes to spare. He switched his office lights on and opened his laptop to boot up for Hayley's appointment.

She knocked on his open office door and leaned against the frame. "You're never late," she said in lieu of greeting.

"I think I can be on my birthday," Blaine replied with a smile. "Come in and have a seat."

"It's your birthday?" Hayley asked and Blaine nodded in response. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you," he said and he sat down across from her, ready to start their session.

The hour passed quickly and just as they were finishing up, there was a knock at the door. Blaine frowned, not expecting anyone, and stood.

"Sorry, Hayley," he apologised. "I'll only be a moment."

He answered the door and was greeted by a large bouquet of red, pink and white roses. He grinned and accepted them from the delivery person, setting them on his desk.

"Wow," Hayley said, impressed. She leaned over to smell the roses and Blaine just smiled. "Whoever sent you these must be rich."

Blaine shook his head. "Not really rich, just well-connected," he replied. "My boyfriend works at Vogue. They know a lot of people there."

"Man, when I get older, I hope I have a boyfriend who's even as half as awesome as yours is," Hayley said, taking another sniff of the flowers.

"I'm sure you will," Blaine replied. "You'd better go though, if you don't want to miss your next class."

Hayley nodded and swung her bag onto her shoulder. "Have a great birthday, Mr Anderson."

Blaine waved to her before she left and turned back to the flowers, feeling a little giddy at the sight of them. He plucked out the card from the middle of them and read the little verse.

A petal for every single moment I have loved you.
Happy birthday.

Blaine paused and glanced over the sheer volume of flowers. Kurt had really outdone himself. He sent Kurt a text message to thank him for the flowers. He didn't expect one back as he knew how busy Kurt usually was at work.

An hour later, there was another knock on Blaine's door and he answered it, to be greeted by another large bouquet. This time, it was cookies and Blaine laughed. He accepted the bouquet off the delivery guy and thanked him before taking the bouquet to his rapidly crowding desk. He sat down in his chair and stared at the individually wrapped cookies, each of them with words written in icing. There was a massive cookie, right in the centre, that simply said Happy Birthday Blaine on it, while some of the other smaller ones had writing like I love you and I cookie you on them.

Blaine pulled out his phone and snapped a photo of the bouquet and sent it to Kurt in a text with I cookie you too. He received a text message back half an hour later with a smiley face.

The lunch bell sounded and Blaine took one of the smaller 'I cookie you' cookies from the bunch to have and he headed to the staff room. He was immediately greeted by Tina enveloping him in a large hug.

"Happy birthday!" she exclaimed, kissing his cheek. "How has your day been so far? Did Kurt get you anything nice?"

Blaine grinned. "Yeah, he did," he replied and then told her about the flowers and the cookie bouquet.

"Sounds like someone is enjoying getting spoiled," Tina teased as they ate lunch together.

He was about to respond when a voice called out his name.

"I'm Blaine Anderson," he said. He looked over to see another delivery person holding a huge box in his arms.

Blaine glanced at Tina who shrugged and grinned at him and he accepted the box from the delivery person. He opened it to see a large confetti fruit cupcake edible arrangement, complete with 'Happy birthday' glitter pieces littering the bottom of the box.

"Wow," Tina said. "He is really taken on you. Mike has never done anything like this for me before and we've been married for over twenty years."

Blaine was speechless. He asked Tina to hand out the fruit sticks and confetti fruit cupcakes to the other faculty members, who were all looking on with envy, as he pulled out his phone.

He stepped out into the hall as he dialled Kurt's number. It picked up on the fifth ring and Blaine blurted out 'I love you' in greeting.

"I love you too," Kurt said.

Blaine could hear wind in the background and he felt guilty for calling Kurt at work. "I got the edible arrangement," he said and he stepped into his empty office. His gaze immediately went to the two bouquets sitting on his desk. "You didn't have to go to so much trouble for everything, Kurt, the book was more than enough."

"So you mean I should have stopped after the blow job?"

Blaine grinned. "Well, I didn't say that exactly."

"I want to," Kurt replied. "I like making you happy. Making you happy makes me happy. And it's your birthday – our first birthday as a couple. It has to be special."

"It was special just to wake up next to you," Blaine said. "Well, that technically didn't happen but the sentiment still counts."

Kurt chuckled and Blaine felt it right down to his toes. "I'm sorry I can't be there to spend the day with you. I tried so hard to get the time off work but I think Isabelle was about to fire me for asking."

"No, it's okay," Blaine said. "It's more than okay. Everything you've done so far has been... perfect."

"I'm glad," Kurt replied. "I'll be home tonight, I promise. We can order in, take a relaxing bath together, drink wine and make love into the night."

Blaine closed his eyes, his mind already picturing it. "That sounds wonderful."

"Good," Kurt said. "I have to go but I'll see you when I get home. I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine replied. They disconnected the call and Blaine sat down in his desk chair and just smiled to himself.

Kurt really had outdone himself, Blaine thought as he walked back into the staff room. Tina smiled at him and handed him a plate that she had put aside with some fruit skewers and one of the confetti fruit cupcakes on it.

"Here you go, birthday boy," she said brightly.

Blaine gratefully took the plate and thanked her. He sat down next to her and picked at the fruit to eat.

"Does Kurt have anything planned for you for tonight?" Tina asked, picking another fruit stick to eat.

"I have no idea," Blaine replied. "I didn't even know he was doing this. He had to go into work early this morning so we didn't really get a chance to talk. But he's sent me flowers, the cookie bouquet and now this? I'm a little overwhelmed."

"Don't be," Tina said, patting Blaine's arm soothingly. "He's completely in love with you, let him spoil you."

Blaine smiled and nodded. "He's definitely spoiled me today."

"You deserve it, Blaine," Tina replied. "After everything with Dale, you deserve to be spoiled and to be happy."

"I am," he said. "I really, really am."

"Good," Tina replied. "Now, I want to pinch one of those cookies before you leave."

Blaine chuckled and told Tina to stop by his office for one. The end of lunch bell sounded and Blaine got up to return to his office. He glanced at his schedule and saw that a new addition had been made to his calendar.

He pulled one of the cookies off the bouquet for Tina and then opened his notebook to a fresh page for his next student. He didn't recognise the name, so it was a completely new student that he would be seeing. Blaine had just written the date on the blank page in front of him when there was a knock at the door.

He crossed the room to open it and came face to face with Kurt. Blaine beamed and immediately threw his arms around Kurt in a hug.

"Hi," he said and he pulled back enough to give Kurt a kiss on the lips.

"Hi," Kurt replied and he kissed Blaine again.

Blaine's eyes fluttered closed and he was about to lose himself in the kiss when he realised that he had a student due to see him any moment.

"I... I can't, I have work," Blaine blurted out.

Kurt just grinned. "Yeah, that appointment is me," he replied. "I wanted to make sure you had the afternoon free so I could steal you away. I've already spoken to your boss."

"Y-you have?" Blaine asked, a little stunned.

Kurt nodded. "I have," he replied with a smile. "And you're free to come with me for the rest of the afternoon."

Blaine smiled and pulled Kurt in closer. "What about you? I thought you had to work all day?"

Kurt pressed a soft, quick kiss to Blaine's lips. "I may have stretched the truth there," he replied. "I had to sort out some things at the office but I've been spending the day organising things for your birthday."

"You are one very sneaky guy," Blaine said affectionately. He leaned up and kissed Kurt again, thankful that he had closed his office door behind Kurt so they could have some privacy. "Wait, organising things for my birthday? You mean the deliveries weren't it?"

Kurt shook his head. "Nope," he said, reaching up to cup the back of Blaine's neck with his hand, his fingers stroking along the nape in Blaine's favoured way. "The deliveries were just one small part of your present."

"So, when do we get to go home?" Blaine asked.

Kurt chuckled and kissed Blaine slowly in response. Blaine moaned against Kurt's lips, torn between wanting to wait until they got home to have sex and just ravaging Kurt on his desk. He knew he would get fired if he had sex in his office, so he figured he'd better wait until they got home.

"I guess we can go home now," Kurt said. "I have you to myself tonight but Cooper insisted on throwing you a birthday party tomorrow night. He said he couldn't let his baby brother's birthday go unnoticed."

Blaine chuckled and nodded. "That sounds like Cooper."

Kurt grinned and kissed him again. "I have a car out front that can take us home. I didn't think we'd want to carry these things home with us on the subway."

"Sexy and smart. I knew there was a reason I kept you," Blaine teased as he kissed Kurt once more. Kurt laughed and pulled back.

"C'mon, let's go home," he said. "I have a surprise for you there."

"More surprises?" Blaine asked as he passed Kurt the bouquet of flowers to take.

Kurt nodded. "Yes, more," he repeated. "But if we don't get home, you won't find out what they are."

Blaine grinned. "I could get used to this," he said as they stepped out into the corridor. He locked his office door behind him and on the way out of the building; he waved to the administration staff and smiled when they wished him a happy birthday.

They arrived home a short while later and Blaine's eyes immediately landed on a large, wrapped box sitting on the coffee table in the living room. He started for it but stopped when Kurt spoke.

"Let's put these down in the kitchen first," Kurt suggested and Blaine nodded. He followed Kurt, setting the cookie bouquet next to the flowers. Kurt took his hand and led him to the living room. "I hope you like it."

"I'm sure I will," Blaine said, feeling as excited as a five year old on Christmas morning. He carefully unwrapped it, piece by piece, until the paper fell away, revealing an olden style record player. Blaine gaped at it and turned the box on the table so he could read the packaging properly. "Holy shit," he uttered. "This is... wow, Kurt!"

Kurt grinned. "Do you like it?" he asked softly.

Blaine nodded. "I do. Of course I do!" he gushed.

"Well, in that case..." Kurt reached underneath the couch for something and pulled out another wrapped present.

"Wait, still more?" Blaine asked incredulously.

Kurt nodded. "Last one, I promise," he said. "Well, until dinnertime. And then bedtime."

Blaine grinned and unwrapped the gift in his hands. His mouth dropped open as he stared at the small pile of vintage Roxy Music records that Kurt had given him. "...Kurt," he breathed. "I... You... Wow."

Blaine glanced over at his boyfriend, who had his bottom lip between his teeth and a worried look on his face. He set the records down on top of the boxed record player and pulled Kurt in, kissing him slowly. He felt Kurt relax underneath his touch as they kissed. He kept Kurt close, not wanting to break the magical spell they had surely been put under.

"Thank you," Blaine whispered eventually, barely breaking the kiss. He brushed his lips against Kurt's own once more and Kurt sighed happily.

"I was so scared you wouldn't like it," Kurt said softly. "I spoke with Cooper and he said that growing up, you loved listening to Roxy Music but your dad wanted you to get a part time job to earn enough to buy them and–"

Blaine cut Kurt off with another kiss. "It's perfect," he said, unable to stop smiling. "I can't believe you asked Cooper what I would like. Dale never did that. Shit, sorry, forget I brought him up."

"It's okay," Kurt replied. "He was a big part of your life; you're allowed to mention him. I just get to hate him on principle."

Blaine laughed and took Kurt's hand in his own and laced their fingers together. "This has been the best birthday ever."

"Ahh, Mr Anderson, the day isn't over yet," Kurt replied. "I have dinner reservations for us and then, I figured we could come home, take a nice, relaxing bath together and then we could make love until the sun came up."

Blaine closed his eyes briefly, imaging it and nodded. "Sounds perfect," he said, opening his eyes again. "But, I want to change a couple of things."

"Change what?" Kurt asked.

"Well," Blaine said. "For one, let's put on one of these records and turn it up loud and dance a little."

Kurt grinned. "I like that idea," he replied.

Blaine pulled the record player out of the box and set it up while Kurt moved the couch out of the way to give them a space to dance in. Blaine put on the first record and pressed play. He did a slow spin on the spot before pulling Kurt into his arms. He smiled at Kurt and danced with him all around the living room.

They didn't have any set rhythm going, they were just moving to the beat and after a while, Kurt ended up behind Blaine, slowly grinding his pelvis against Blaine's ass. Blaine reached behind him and grabbed at Kurt's own ass with his hand and he ground back against Kurt a little harder.

"We should... bedroom," Blaine whispered and he tilted his head to the side to look at Kurt a little better.

Kurt nodded and he pressed a kiss to Blaine's neck before pulling back from him.

"Leave the music on," Blaine added and Kurt smiled at him.

"As you wish, birthday boy," he replied with a nod.

The moment they stepped into their room, Blaine pulled Kurt close. He still thrilled at the idea that this was now their room. He tilted his head up to kiss his boyfriend, immediately sliding his tongue against Kurt's own. Kurt moaned and gripped his hips a little harder.

Blaine reached up and hastily started to undress Kurt, feeling the urge to touch as much of Kurt's skin as possible. Their shirts fell to the floor and they both reached for each other's belts at the same time, scrabbling to get their clothes off.

They fell onto the bed, their pants around their ankles and Kurt laughed. He sat up and kicked off his own pants before reaching for Blaine's. He then reached for Blaine's underwear, pulling them down as well. Blaine sucked in a breath when Kurt's lips met the join where hip met thigh before he pulled back completely. Kurt climbed onto the bed again and moved to lie down next to Blaine.

Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt softly on the lips. "This is going to sound completely cheesy," he started. "But make love to me?"

Kurt grinned. "So cheesy," he agreed. "But you're the birthday boy, whatever you want, I shall do."

"Is that so?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.

Kurt nodded. "Well, within reason, I don't see why not."

Blaine dipped his head and kissed Kurt again. "Well, in that case," he whispered. "I want you to fuck me until I forget my name."

"Now that I can definitely do," Kurt replied. He leaned in and kissed Blaine hotly. He pushed Blaine back onto the mattress and settled on top of him as comfortably as possible.

Kurt kissed down Blaine's chest, lips closing around one of Blaine's nipples and Blaine automatically arched into the touch. He had wanted Kurt since he had woken up to Kurt giving him a blow job that morning. He had wanted nothing more than to spend the day in bed with Kurt but this was a perfect alternative.

Blaine closed his eyes and allowed himself to just enjoy Kurt's mouth and hands on him. Kurt kissed down and over his ribs, lingering with every few kisses to suck a little harder on the skin.

Kurt reached his hips again and sucked a little longer. Blaine knew it was going to leave a mark that would last for days and the idea excited him, knowing that Kurt had done that to him.

"Roll over," Kurt requested softly and Blaine complied immediately, folding his arms up under his head to rest his forehead on them.

Kurt shifted and pressed a kiss to the back of Blaine's neck. He kissed across his shoulders and gently kneaded one of Blaine's ass cheeks. He pressed back into the touch, wanting more. Kurt's lips trailed kisses down his back, pausing at random spots to kiss harder. Blaine could feel Kurt's teeth dragging across his skin and he let out a low groan, feeling the touches go straight to his rapidly hardening cock.

Blaine felt Kurt's tongue dip into the dimples just above his ass and he groaned again and arched back into Kurt's mouth. Everything felt extra sensitive with Kurt's mouth on him. It was amazing.

Kurt nudged Blaine's thighs apart and Blaine felt Kurt settle in behind him, his mouth still on Blaine's back, his tongue dipping into the dimple. Kurt moved off after a few long moments and pressed a kiss to Blaine's ass cheeks one at a time. Blaine smiled to himself and turned his head to look down at Kurt.

He groaned loudly when he felt Kurt's hot tongue lick a stripe over his entrance and his head fell forward against his folded arms. Kurt pressed in more, his tongue working over Blaine until he was a quivering mess.

Kurt held his ass cheeks apart and Blaine keened when Kurt's tongue slipped inside of him, teasing him open. Blaine pushed back onto Kurt's tongue as much as he could, wanting more of the sensation. Kurt pulled away a moment later and Blaine heard the click of the bottle of lube being opened. He closed his eyes again as Kurt slipped a finger inside of him.

Blaine lifted his hips to give Kurt a better angle to work with. He could feel Kurt moving his finger constantly, stretching him open. Kurt added a second finger after a while and Blaine bit his lip. It had been so long since he had properly done this with anyone before (discounting the finger Kurt had slipped inside of him during his birthday blow job that morning). Sure, he still fingered himself or used toys when he and Dale had split but there was nothing better than someone else fingering him open.

Blaine whined and bucked back into the pressure. Kurt's fingers brushed over his prostate and Blaine's mouth dropped open in a silent cry of pleasure. Kurt's lips pressed to the base of Blaine's spine and kissed him again.

"I'm ready," Blaine said a long while later, three of Kurt's fingers stretching him completely open.

"Okay," Kurt said.

Blaine rolled back over, putting his legs on either side of Kurt's hips as Kurt reached for a condom. "No condom," Blaine said.

Kurt glanced up at him and quirked an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Blaine nodded. "We're both clean and I want to feel you," he replied. "Plus, it will be nice, I think."

"Okay, but it's going to get messy," Kurt pointed out.

"I know," Blaine said. "I want the mess."

"Alright," Kurt nodded and reached for the lubricant again instead. He slicked himself up and Blaine hitched a breath in anticipation.

Kurt's gaze locked with Blaine's own and Blaine nodded and whispered 'yes' before Kurt pushed into him. Blaine whimpered a little; the stretch was a little more than Kurt's fingers had been but it felt amazing. Kurt stilled once he was completely inside of Blaine and Blaine reached up to kiss him.

Blaine slipped his tongue into Kurt's mouth, kissing him dirtily as Kurt pulled out and thrust back into him hard. Blaine groaned and gripped onto Kurt's shoulder tightly like an anchor. Kurt kept up the momentum and Blaine moaned with every thrust. He could feel Kurt's hot breath on his neck and the sloppy kisses he pressed into the skin every few moments.

Blaine cupped the back of Kurt's neck with one hand and pulled him in for another kiss. It was completely dirty, all tongues and barely any lips touching but Blaine loved it. The air in the room grew hotter with every breath they exhaled and every movement they made. Blaine could feel the sweat forming on his skin and he could feel Kurt's own underneath his hands. He ran his hand down Kurt's back and gripped at Kurt's ass.

"Fuck," Kurt groaned, dropping his forehead to rest on Blaine's shoulder. He reached between them to grab Blaine's cock and stroked it a few times.

Blaine bucked down hard onto Kurt's cock, wanting more of everything. He could feel his orgasm pooling in his stomach with every thrust Kurt made.

"So close," Blaine whispered and Kurt started to stroke him harder and faster, his own thrusts slowing down in the process.

Blaine's toes curled as he came, groaning and panting heavily. His whole body shook from the intensity of his orgasm. He moaned again when Kurt thrust into him again and he lifted himself onto his elbows to kiss Kurt again.

Kurt's thrusts grew sloppier and more erratic and a few moments later, he bit down onto Blaine's clavicle as he came hard. Blaine could feel Kurt's come filling him and he wrapped his legs around Kurt to keep him there.

Kurt half collapsed on top of Blaine, still completely inside of him. His back was sweaty everywhere that Blaine could touch and he was breathing heavily, clearly unable to move at all.

"Wow," Kurt mumbled. "Sorry, I think I bit you there."

"It's okay," Blaine said, his voice a bit gruff. "I liked it."

Kurt lifted himself up enough to kiss Blaine again. Blaine stroked Kurt's cheek before tangling his hand in Kurt's hair, his fingers massaging Kurt's scalp.

"Mmm, that feels amazing," Kurt mumbled against Blaine's lips as he broke the kiss.

Kurt seemed to realise that he was still inside of Blaine and he went to pull out but Blaine tightened his legs around Kurt's middle instead. Kurt glanced up at him and cocked his head curiously.

"Stay," Blaine whispered. "Just for a few more moments."

"Okay," Kurt replied with a nod and he leaned forwards to kiss Blaine once more.

Kurt peppered kisses along Blaine's jaw line and to the spot where he had bit down as he orgasmed. He soothed over it with his tongue before pressing the softest of kisses to it.

Kurt eventually slipped out of him and Blaine could feel the come trickling out of his ass. He moaned softly at the loss and let his legs drop from around Kurt's middle.

"So messy," Kurt muttered.

"Mmm, I know," Blaine replied. "I don't care though."

Kurt kissed his hip before shifting to lie down next to him. Blaine turned on his side to face Kurt and wrapped his arm around Kurt's middle.

"Thank you," Blaine said. "For the best birthday I've ever had."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine again. "You're welcome," he replied, slipping his hand between Blaine's legs. His fingers dipped back into Blaine's loose hole and Blaine closed his eyes and moaned, enjoying the touch. He was still wet from the lube and Kurt's come and he felt completely over-sensitised as Kurt's fingers moved slowly inside of him.

"Is this okay?"

Blaine nodded. "More than okay," he replied. "It's perfect."

"Good," Kurt whispered as he dipped his head to kiss Blaine slowly.

"Hey, my record stopped," Blaine pointed out a few moments later as he noticed the complete silence in their bedroom.

Kurt laughed and removed his fingers from Blaine's ass. "I'll go put another one on."

"No, no," Blaine said, hastily wrapping his arms around Kurt's middle to keep him there. "Stay. We can put another one on later."

"As you wish, birthday boy."

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