Kurt woke up with a huge smile on his face as he felt Blaine's arm around his waist. They were still tangled up in each other; just like they'd gone to sleep. Gently he pressed small kisses to Blaine's chest, kissing his way up his neck and jaw.

"Mhmm, morning," Blaine mumbled sleepily, letting out a soft chuckle as he felt Kurt's kisses.

"Morning," Kurt grinned and Blaine let his hands run up and down Kurt's sides softly. "How'd you sleep?" The younger one asked and rested his head back on Blaine's shoulder.

"Amazing. Couldn't have slept better with you by my side," The 25-year-old smiled and pressed a kiss to Kurt's cheek. "And of course because of what we did last night," he teased.

Kurt pouted and smacked his chest lightly. "Aw, I knew it was just because of the sex," he laughed and sighed softly as he heard a knock on his bedroom's door. "Ugh," he groaned and quickly reached for his boxers and tugged on Blaine's hoodie he quickly grabbed from his bag.

Blaine pulled the covers back over him to cover up his naked body as Kurt went to unlock and open the door. "Good morning boys, had a good time last night?" She grinned and raised her eyebrows as Kurt gasped softly.

"What are you talking about?" The 22-year-old asked as a blush formed on his cheeks and he glanced back at Blaine for a moment.

"You can consider yourselves lucky that Burt was already asleep when you two decided to have a little fun." She said and bit back a laugh as she noticed how uncomfortable Kurt seemed.

The younger one cleared his throat and ducked his head a little, "Uh... Did you... well, stupid question. But- have we really been that loud?" Kurt asked, biting his lip nervously as he glanced back up at his stepmother.

"Remember that our room is right over yours, darling? We moved from the old bedroom into the new one, so... But your father doesn't know."

Kurt exhaled a long breath and nodded. "Good, and please... please, don't tell him." He said with a small sigh and ran a hand through his hair.

"I won't, I promise. I left you some breakfast, but I really need to get to work now; your father's already at work as well." She smiled and pecked Kurt's cheek sweetly, "I'll see you both later. And even though you're to yourselves now... Maybe you should go out or do some activities," she chuckled and walked off with a wave of her hand.

"Alright, see you later Carole." The 22-year-old said with a small blush as he closed the door again and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment.

"That was embarrassing," Blaine breathed out and groaned as he fell back against the pillows, covering his face with one as Kurt walked back over to him.

"Oh really?" Kurt rolled his eyes and laid back down next to him, burying his face in the crook of his neck. "I'm so glad that dad didn't hear us. I swear to god he would've given us a long talk. He even used to say 'No sex under my roof for you Kurt, you can do that in your own apartment when you have one'." He chuckled and sighed softly.

The older one smiled and lifted Kurt's head up again, pressing their lips together shortly. "He really said that? I mean, I understand that he doesn't want you to have sex with him around... but no sex at all? That's torture." The curly haired man said with a small gasp.

Kurt laughed and shook his head. "God, you're such a dork," he sighed and bit his lip as he sat up a little. "But... talking about sex..." he started, "Last night was amazing," he smiled softly and turned his head around to look at Blaine.

The 25-year-old smiled and nodded, "It really was. I'm glad you liked it," he grinned and nudged Kurt's side gently before wrapping his arms around him again. "And I think I have the perfect idea what we can do today," he said with another bright smile.

"Oh? And what would that be?" Kurt asked curiously.

"I was thinking about discussing baby-names. It's just something I wanted to do from the day you told me about him, even though it would've been a waste of time since we didn't know the gender back then," he shrugged lightly.

"I'd love to." Kurt agreed with a small nod, "Then how about we talk about that over breakfast? I'm pretty hungry actually," he blushed lightly and stood up from the bed again.

"Aren't you always?" The older one asked with a teasing smile as he put on his boxers and sweats before reaching out to take one of the shirts.

"Don't... Don't put a shirt on. We're alone remember?" Kurt grinned, "And I want to be able to run my hands over your chest or stare at it if I feel like it," he said with a small chuckle as he pulled Blaine closer to him and kissed his cheek sweetly.

"You're the boss." Blaine smiled and took Kurt's hand as they made their way upstairs and into the kitchen. They sat down at the kitchen table and Kurt handed Blaine one of the bowls and a spoon.

The older one sighed as he poured himself a bowl of cereal and added milk before glancing back up at Kurt. "Alright. Have you thought about names yet?" He asked.

Kurt shrugged lightly, "Not really, but I have some in my mind already." He smiled softly before taking a spoonful of his own cereal. "You?"

Blaine nodded and grinned widely. "Yes I have. Okay... I'll tell you three names I've been thinking about, alright?" The 22-year-old nodded and continued on his cereal.

"Okay, first, it's kinda a double name, but I always thought it's pretty cool," Blaine said and took a small spoonful, "Jake Tyler," he smiled.

"That sounds good, I like that one." Kurt agreed with a small nod.

The older one chuckled and nodded as he continued, "Okay, then second. What about Aiden? Or, um... Thomas?" He asked, "Oh! Or what about Brian?" He added quickly.

Kurt's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly. "We can talk about Aiden and Thomas, but Brian? No. Definitely not. I suppose you've watched Queer as Folk, right?"

Blaine just nodded and chuckled softly. "Oh, I get it. You don't want to name him after the Brian Kinney right?"

"Exactly!" Kurt exclaimed and glanced down at his cereal. "I mean, Brian's just... I don't like the name. It's like... we'd name him Ben and then I'd always have to think about the song Michael Jackson sang about this rat... that's just... no," he shrugged lightly. "But... What do you think about Scott?" Kurt pushed his bowl aside after he'd finished his breakfast and walked over to Blaine, also pushing his half finished bowl aside before sitting down in his lap.

The 25-year-old grinned and wrapped his arms around Kurt and kissed his neck gently. "I love Scott," he nodded and bit his lip in thought. "And Elijah?"

Kurt raised his eyebrows and nodded eagerly. "And... what about Elijah Scott?" He asked and wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, tugging softly on his curls. "I mean, wouldn't that sound amazing? Elijah Scott Hummel-Anderson." He grinned widely.

Blaine smiled and nodded his head. "I think we've just found the right name," he said softly before he pulled Kurt in for a small kiss.

"That went quick. I've expected it to take hours or even days," he laughed softly before he leaned in to kiss him again. He heard Blaine humming against his lips which he took as a yes and just continued kissing him.

Blaine grinned against Kurt's lips as he felt the younger one deepening the kiss. When Kurt shifted in his lap, the 25-year-old felt how turned on Kurt already was. "Mhm... Where's this leading to?" Blaine asked as he pulled away from his lips, brushing a stray of hair out of his face.

"You'll see," the 22-year-old grinned and stood up from his lap, taking his hand and pulling him back downstairs.

"Oh.. I think I have the slightest idea what we're going to do," Blaine smirked and bit his lip to keep from staring at Kurt's ass too much.