Chapter 8:

 They stumbled through the apartment, lips locked on lips, fingers clutching, searching out each others pulse, heartbeats crashing together as they filled the air with gasps and stuttered moans.

 Kurt slammed Blaine against the door, grinding his hips against the other man's jeans. His leg slotted between Blaine's, nudging against his straining cock in a slow deliberate rhythm. A guttural keening sound was wrenched from Blaine's lips and promptly swallowed by Kurt's greedy mouth.

 The air crackled as Blaine fumbled for the hem of Kurt's t shirt, clawing his nails against the smooth skin beneath his hands and gasping out his urgency.

"Kurt...I...we...." his words were lost under the administrations of Kurt's tongue licking fire down his throat and he hissed in a gasp as he felt teeth bite gently at the pulse point behind his ear, sucking lightly.

"please..." he moaned, not knowing what he was begging for but needing more, anything. He grabbed at Kurt's waist again, taking control and pushing the other man backwards towards the bed.

The cloud of need, want, heat that had fogged Blaine's brain during the initial lust that surged through them both was now starting to clear and he knew they needed to slow down; that Kurt needed to 'feel' every part of this. He drew back slightly, swaying with dizziness and panting for breath.

" Kurt....wait...I..." he breathed heavily. Locking eyes, both men steadied themselves.

Apart from the desperate moans and growls that had been torn from Kurt's throat during the scramble to the bedroom he'd remained wordless, seeming to want skin and blood and muscle to speak for him. Now though, he looked up, eyes blown with lust and pleading with the man before him.

"Fuck...Blaine." he growled, the voice headily musky in the silent room. His eyes implored him again

"fuck... I... Blaine. I want this. I need this. Make me feel alive" he said again, exasperated, clawing at Blaine's belt buckle.

Grasping both the other man's hands in his to still them, Blaine knelt down in front of Kurt and pulled his fingers to his lips, kissing them before drawing each one into his mouth slowly, eyes trained on Kurt's the whole time. Kurt sat, transfixed. "Fuck..." he breathed again, losing all eloquence under Blaine's tongue ghosting over his palms.

"I'll give you everything Kurt." Blaine whispered against his knuckles. But...you need to be patient." he paused, searching the other man's face for understanding.  "I want to take my time. I want to worship you."

Blue eyes once again pooled with tears at Blaine's words and the other man leaned forward to lick them into his mouth, gliding his lips over the pale, soft skin of Kurt's cheeks. Silently Blaine reached down and pulled the t shirt up, tugging it over the other man's head and casting it aside, all the while holding his gaze steady and calm.

The sight of Kurt's almost translucent, ghost pale, muscular chest and slender arms made his breath catch and all semblance of control dissipated with the discarded clothing.

"God Kurt....you're beautiful" he whispered in reverence.

Kurt looked up at him again, the vulnerable and open face trembling slightly under Blaine's shameless scrutiny.  Blaine leant forward and covered Kurt's collarbone with his mouth, sliding his tongue along the sharp contours and breathing cooling breath over each path drawn. He watched as the skin goose bumped and trembled with each ragged pant rasped from Kurt's parted lips. Dipping further, he kissed a line downwards and mouthed over Kurt's nipple, drawing the sensitive skin between his teeth and biting gently.

"Shit.. Blaine"  Kurt's hips thrust upwards and his back arched under the hot mouth as Blaine moved to flick his tongue over the other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. Blaine smirked slightly,

"Sensitive?" he teased.

"Fuck you" Kurt growled out between his teeth only to drop his head back and moan wantonly as Blaine swiped his tongue over the hot skin again.

 "Later" he growled between bites, his own voice unrecognisably dark. 

 "shit... Blaine. God.. Please" His cock was straining painfully against Blaine's stomach, the borrowed sweatpants doing nothing to hide Kurt's aching want. Blaine eased the other man back against the pillows, dragging him fully onto the bed and laying over him.

The minute their hips slotted together, Kurt bucked up underneath him, moaning at the longed for friction and making Blaine acutely aware of his own desperately hard cock.

"Jesus Blaine. Too many clothes..." Kurt stuttered, writhing against him again and making them both gasp at the pressure on their still trapped erections. Blaine surged forward, catching Kurt's bottom lip between his teeth and tugging on it slightly before clamping his mouth over the other man's again and plunging his tongue into the searing heat.

Scooting backwards, Blaine stroked his fingers down Kurt's sides, following the slender line of his hard torso until he reached the waistband of his sweatpants. Kurt's cock was straining against the fabric, already leaking pre-cum which had formed a dark outline on the grey material. Blaine unconsciously licked his lips, his throat dry with the thought of wrapping his mouth around Kurt's hard length and tasting him.

Taking the waistband in both hands, Blaine eased the material down, watching with lust blown eyes as Kurt lifted his hips to allow Blaine to slide the pants over his cock. It sprung back hard against Kurt's stomach and Blaine heard himself moan wantonly. Removing the pants altogether, Blaine settled back between Kurt's legs and kissed along his inner thigh, feeling a twinge in his own cock at every whimper escaping from Kurt's mouth.

"Blaine..." Kurt panted. "why are you still dressed?" he whined, lifting his head off the pillow and attempting to drag the other man up his body again. Finally seeking some relief for his own discomfort, Blaine slipped his shirt over his head and stood up to remove his pants, his erection finally freed from it's confines. Kurt watched him, splayed our against the white sheets and reached for him, pulling him down again.

"Where the hell did you come from?" he whispered against Blaine's mouth, 
holding his face between his hands and staring into his golden eyes which were now dark with lust.  Blaine quirked an eyebrow at him and swiped his tongue across his lower lip.

"I found you remember. You were the burglar nymph in my shower" he smiled against his mouth, starting up his path down Kurt's body again until he was ghosting kisses and hot breath across the tip of his cock.

Kurt's breath hitched as Blaine teased his tongue around the head, flicking over the leaking slit and tasting Kurt's pre-cum as he licked his way inside slightly. Kurt writhed against him, twisting his hips in an attempt to get more.

"Blaine, shit....come on. Please.." Blaine smiled again as Kurt begged, his face smashed into the pillow. In one swift movement Blaine, wrapped his lips around the leaking head of Kurt's cock and swallowed him down into the tight heat. Kurt screamed. Actually emitted a guttural, animal scream as he was encompassed in the wet fire of Blaine's mouth. He bucked up, fucking into Blaine involuntarily feeling himself hit the back of the other man's throat and forcing himself in further.

"Shit...sorry..fuck sorry Blaine" Kurt panted, trying to pull himself back slightly, concern flashing across his face as he tried to ease the pressure on Blaine's throat. Instead of choking however, Blaine flicked his eyes up to Kurt's face, emitted a decidedly ungodly moan and swallowed him down further, hands reaching around to clutch Kurt's arse and pushing him in and out.

"Shit, fuck..Jesus. Blaine!" Kurt gasped. "You want me to...?"

Blaine only hummed around his cock further, the vibrations making Kurt's hips buck again and he started a slow rhythm of fucking in and out of Blaine's hot, wet mouth.

Blaine was rutting shamelessly against the sheets now, his own neglected cock aching to be touched; he closed his eyes, giving in to the sensations of Kurt filling his mouth and the delicious moans he was making above him.

God he could listen to those all night he thought and his cock twitched again at an image of Kurt, splayed beneath him whimpering while Blaine fucked into him. It was enough to nearly send him almost over the edge as he felt the familiar coiling in his stomach but he forced it away, hollowing his cheeks to suck harder on Kurt.

Kurt's breaths had become more erratic and rasping and he felt a tug in his curls as the man gasped out above him.

"Shit, Blaine stop....you have to...too close....I don't want to yet..." he moaned as Blaine continued to devour him. Sliding off with a sinful wet sound, Blaine looked up at the beautiful wrecked man beneath him.

"Let it go baby..come for me." his voice was deep and dripped with need. "I want to taste you before I fuck you."

His words seemed to stir something inside of Kurt as he groaned. Head flung back, mouth open, he plunged himself back into Blaine's willing mouth, fucking into the other man's powerful sucks. It took only a few more thrusts before Blaine felt Kurt's stomach contract, and Kurt was coming forcefully down his throat, crying out into the pillow he was biting on and watching Blaine swallow him down greedily.

Moving up his body again to lie on top of him, Blaine crashed their lips together, sliding his tongue into Kurt's still gasping mouth, making the other man taste himself. Kurt pushed his tongue against Blaine's, revelling in the heat and salt he could still detect there. They lay together panting, Blaine's forehead pressed to Kurt's chest and Kurt's mouth hovering in his hair

"I want you to fuck me" Kurt breathed into Blaine's ear.

The other man pulled back slightly to look at Kurt, both men's eyes dark, pupils blown wide.

"You're sure?" Blaine whispered, concerned about pushing too far after the nights events. Kurt simply captured his mouth again, reaching down between them to wrap his fingers around Blaine's achingly hard cock. The action, sent Blaine's head thumping back down onto Kurt's chest and he panted against his pale throat.

"I want you to fuck me." Kurt said again, more forcefully this time. "I need you to fuck me Blaine. I need you."

Raising his eyes, Blaine kissed him almost softly; a gentle, sweet kiss that gradually deepened as tongues danced together again and Kurt's fingers clenched around him firmly.

"Do you have anything?" Kurt asked, a slight nervous quiver in his voice now that they'd reached this point.

Blaine dragged himself over to the side of the bed and rooted around in the unpacked box that lay there until he found what he was looking for. Returning, he positioned himself between Kurt's legs and squeezed some lube onto his fingers, sliding them together to warm it up.

"Go slow." Kurt whispered. "It's been a while."

Blaine's eyes leapt to the other man's face again and was momentarily startled by the wide open vulnerability but trust that greeted him.

"It has for me too" Blaine said quietly. "I promise I'll make this feel good Kurt."

He stroked a finger against Kurt's balls, trailing down lower to slide circles around his clenched opening. Kurt's breath stuttered out as Blaine gently eased his middle finger into the tight, searing heat. The muscles automatically clamped around his finger and Blaine tugged gently on Kurt's rapidly growing erection to help him relax.

"Are you ok?" he asked, concern playing across his face as he gently slid his finger out only to push back in again softly. Kurt's face was scrunched up and Blaine couldn't tell if it was with pleasure or pain but the other man grabbed at his wrist, holding him inside him.

"It's good...ah...it...Blaine...fuck..another one." he groaned.

Blaine pulled our slightly, spreading more lube on his fingers before moving back in with two this time, watching in awe as Kurt stretched around him, clamping down on his fingers and trying to fuck himself on them.

"Jesus Kurt...you're so tight. You're so beautiful." Blaine breathed, leaning forwards to claim his lips once again. As he moved he gently curled his fingers upwards, searching out for the bundle of nerves he knew would make Kurt go crazy.

"Fuck. Jesus. Shit. Fuck" Kurt screamed as his body bucked up at the slide of Blaine's fingers across his prostate. Blaine smiled, crooking them again and watched the other man writhe and come undone beneath him.

"More Blaine! please... just...I need more"

Scissoring his fingers to stretch him further, Blaine moved back in with three and stilled as Kurt hissed at the intrusion. Blaine knew how complex that feeling was; the pain of the stretch contrasted with the unbelievable sensation of being so full was a heady mix and he was gentle when he moved his hand again.

Kurt was thrashing around on the bed now, grinding his hips downwards to fuck himself on Blaine's fingers. Needy whines and moans were dragged out of his throat with each thrust and every time Blaine curled his fingers to graze across his prostate again, Kurt screamed in complete abandon.

"Now....fuck Blaine. I need you. Please....ungf....please" Kurt begged.

Scissoring his fingers once more, Blaine withdrew them, smiling slightly at the desperate whine that Kurt emitted as his hole clench around the empty air.

"Be patient baby" Blaine soothed, groaning himself as he slid the condom down his painfully hard cock. He lay down over Kurt again, feeling the surging heat of his body press against him.

"It might be easier if you turn over" Blaine breathed into his ear, wanting to make this as pain free as possible for him.

"No!" Kurt shook his head. "I want to be able to see you. I want to watch you while you fuck me." He wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist, pulling the other man closer and feeling his cock bump against his hole. Both men stilled as the held each others gaze. Achingly slowly, Blaine pushed gently into Kurt's burning heat.

It took all of Blaine's self control not to just bury himself in to the hilt in one fluid thrust such was the unbelievable feeling of Kurt stretching around him but he knew he needed to take it slow. Kurt's face was scrunched up, half in pain, half contorted in ecstasy as his mouth hung open in a silent moan.

"God Kurt. You're so tight." Blaine gasped as he finally felt himself nestled against Kurt's hips, sheathed all the way in. He stayed still for a moment, allowing Kurt to relax under him and get accustomed to the stretch. They locked eyes again and Kurt strained his neck up to press an urgent, needy kiss to Blaine's parted lips. They held each other, Blaine's arm muscles quivering under the self control he was exerting.

 Eventually, Kurt whispered into his mouth the order to "move Blaine...please" and Blaine drew his hips back gently, till only the tip of him remained inside before thrusting back in smoothly. Kurt arched up to meet his thrusts, the painful tightness of the initial stretch easing slightly with each glorious drag of Blaine's hard length.

The room was filled with the sounds of broken gasps and skin slapping wetly against skin as Blaine fucked slowly into Kurt. Neither was in a hurry, both wanting to feel every slide and thrust of each other. Kurt's head was thrown back and he looked completely wrecked beneath Blaine.

Sliding one of his legs over his shoulder, Blaine reached forward to press gentle kisses against Kurt's lips. The change in angle sent Blaine's cock even deeper inside of Kurt and the tip brushed against his prostate again. Kurt screamed into Blaine's mouth, the sound swallowed up by the other man.

After that, Blaine's thrusts became harder, each one sliding over the bud of nerves and sending Kurt into spasms of pleasure which rippled through his body. Blaine looked down at the beautiful man beneath him and struggled to remember how they'd got to this point. He felt like he'd known him forever, like he was always meant to be slotted together with him in this way. His missing puzzle piece.

"Blaine...arg...so close Blaine" Kurt moaned, startling Blaine out of his dreamlike movements.

"Me too." he panted, his thrusts having become erratic and stuttered as he felt heat coiling in his belly and his nerves tingling. Reaching between them, Blaine grabbed Kurt's straining cock and pumped it firmly. Kurt's breath was staggered and ragged. Little whimpers were panted into the air as Blaine slid his thumb across the head of Kurt's cock.

"Oh fuck....shit Blaine. Right there. Fuck"

A string of expletives poured from Kurt's lips as he exploded against their chests, strings of white spattering their skin as he came with a shuddering force. Blaine watched his face contort in release thinking he'd never seen anything more beautiful before he dove back in more firmly to reach his own relief.

Kurt's hole had constricted with his orgasm and Blaine could feel him clenching around him as he fucked hard into him, chasing his own end. It only took a few more thrusts before Blaine saw white, spilling into him, coming harder than he'd ever before, crashing his mouth over Kurt's and feeling him swallow his moans.

They collapsed together, a mess of sweat and come but neither caring. Blaine's rapidly softening cock reminded him painfully of the tight clench of Kurt's hole and both men hissed as he slid out, tying off the condom and throwing it into the trash.

He lay down beside Kurt, both still panting for air, legs and arms still intertwined. The air hummed around them and real life sounds seemed to seep back in from the world outside. Neither spoke, both lost in their own thoughts and recovery.

 Eventually, Blaine shifted off the bed, moving to the bathroom to collect a washcloth. Kurt watched him go silently. Returning, Blaine gently cleaned Kurt, careful to brush lightly over his sore hole and then wiped at his own stomach and chest. His eyes remained on Kurt who had still not spoken, just watched Blaine care for him with cloudy eyes.

 Settling back against the pillows beside him, Blaine sighed with relief when he felt Kurt curl up into his side and cling to him tightly. He could feel wetness against his chest and realised that Kurt was crying silently, his thick lashes fluttering against his still sensitive skin. He didn't say anything; understanding. He just held the crying, fragile man in his arms and kissed his hair gently.

"Thank you" Kurt breathed.

Blaine let the weighted words drift into the darkness, closing his eyes to anything other than the feel of the man in his arms and the rapidly diminishing night.