Kurt grinned as he pushed Blaine down onto the bed and straddled his hips as he sealed their lips together again; the older one's hands already pushing up Kurt's hoodie in attempt to get it off.

"A little eager, hm?" Kurt grinned as he pulled the hoodie over his head and let it fall to the ground as he placed small kisses down his neck and began sucking a small hickey on his collarbone.

"I'm eager?" He laughed as he let out a small moan, his mouth hanging open slightly and he closed his eyes, relaxing as Kurt began sucking and licking on his collarbone.

"Mmhm," The younger one chuckled as he pulled away, quickly tugging off Blaine's sweats before hooking a finger under the waistband of his boxers. "May I?" He asked with a small smirk to which Blaine quickly nodded his head and bit down on his bottom lip.

"Oh god, you're so sexy in control," Blaine breathed out, licking his lips slowly. "So sexy," He practically purred.

Kurt also stripped out of his own underwear before he crawled back on top of Blaine, pressing their chests together. The 25-year-old let out a small gasp as their erections brushed together, placing his hands on Kurt's ass and squeezing the soft flesh, kneading it firmly under his palms.

"You're going to be the death of me," he breathed and the younger one started to roll his hips down against Blaine's. "Fuck, Kurt," he whispered.

The 22-year-old smirked as he sat up a little and reached into his drawer to get the small bottle of lube. "I think I'm still prepared enough since you stretched me so well last night," he teased and opened the bottle, squeezing some of the lube into his hand. He reached out to stroke Blaine's cock, spreading the lube before he lifted himself up and sank down around him with Blaine's help to his luck.

"Oh god," The younger one took a deep breath, letting himself adjust as the 25-year-old pulled him down for a kiss to distract him from any pain. "Feels so good," Kurt mumbled against his lips before he sat up straighter again, slowly starting to move his hips. His hands were on the older man's chest, keeping him from falling over.

"You should see yourself right now," Blaine grinned, his hands keeping a firm hold on Kurt's hips as he started to thrust upwards, meeting Kurt's movements.

The 22-year-old let out a breathy laugh, his head falling back as he shifted and Blaine's cock hit his prostate perfectly. "Ah- god, Blaine!"

Kurt's high pitched cry of pleasure wasn't unheard by Burt of course, as he entered the house to look for his spare keys. He frowned, not exactly sure what was going on down there, even if he could guess what it was.

Carefully he walked over to where the stairs led down to Kurt's room, deciding to go check on them as he heard a something crashing into the ground, most likely a vase or something since it made a loud cracking noise.

Burt opened the door of his son's bedroom, shocked by what his eyes saw. Kurt was on top of Blaine – both of them naked. Burt's eyes went wide, his mouth hanging open as Kurt shrieked and covered himself with a blanket as he got up from the bed, Blaine covering himself with a pillow.

"Dad! What are you doing here?" The 22-year-old blurted out, his face as red as a tomato and his eyes wide.

"I came back for my keys..." Burt said slowly as he glanced down at where a broken vase was lying in front of Kurt's drawer. "And because I heard that-" he pointed at the glass on the floor, "-and I wanted to check what was going on."

Blaine bit down on his lip hard, not daring to say a word. "I- I'll um... I'll clean that up later," Kurt mumbled and swallowed thickly as his dad looked back up at him. Could this get any more awkward? No, definitely not.

"Well... I think I'll better leave you alone," Burt said as he looked over at Blaine who tried his best to not meet his gaze.

After Kurt's father had disappeared Kurt turned back around to Blaine; both of them obviously still shocked. Did this really just happen?

"Compared to Carole earlier, I think this was definitely more embarrassing." Kurt whispered as he sat down on the edge of the bed, looking over at Blaine.

"Definitely." Blaine agreed with a small groan. "God, I think I'll never be able to look at your father again," he sighed.

The 22-year-old nodded, still clutching the pillow in his hand he'd used to cover himself. "So... what do we do now?" He asked quietly.

Blaine glanced down at where his cock began to soften again. "Take a shower maybe? Your dad even scared little Blaine!" He said with a small chuckle, shaking his head as he stood up from the bed, careful not to step on the glass.

"Little Blaine? I'd call him big Blaine." Kurt smirked and smacked the older one's shoulder lightly. "I mean like-" he trailed off and frowned to himself before he quickly rushed off into the bathroom.

"Kurt?" Blaine called after him as he followed after him, seeing him vomiting harshly into the toilet bowl. "Oh honey," he sighed softly and sat down next to him, rubbing his back soothingly.

The 22-year-old quickly flushed the toilet and scrunched up his face. "Ugh. Being pregnant could be so amazing without this stupid sickness," he mumbled and leaned back against the wall.

Blaine let out a soft chuckle before he helped Kurt to stand up again. "How about we both take our shower now then go lay back down and take a small nap?" He asked and pressed a small kiss to Kurt's shoulder as he guided him under the shower and turned it on with a smile.

"Sounds like a wonderful plan. Will you wash my back?" He asked softly, handing Blaine the soap as he turned his head to give Blaine a small pout.

"Of course, baby," the 25-year-old grinned and squeezed some of the soap onto his hand, spreading it over Kurt's back and gently rubbing it into his shoulder, massaging him gently. "Okay like that?" He asked with a laugh as he heard the younger one moan softly.

"Mhm... Much," Kurt smiled to himself as he closed his eyes, relaxing as Blaine's hand rubbed along his sides and then to his back again. "It feels amazing, you know?" He chuckled quietly.

"Hoped it would," he replied as he guided Kurt under the stream of water to wash off the soap. "Actually... it feels a little weird. We just... well, we've had sex and I hadn't even had the chance to... y'know," he laughed and rolled his eyes to himself.

Kurt laughed and nodded, "I know... I hate my dad for interrupting us like that. I didn't know that he'd come back, I mean... geez, he could've waited with that." He sighed and shrugged lightly. "Well, we still have a little time before they get back from work though," he chuckled.

Blaine hummed and turned Kurt around to him, pressing a small kiss to his lips before wrapping his arms around his slim waist. "I love you," he mumbled against his lips.

"I love you too," Kurt smiled brightly.