Blaine was hovering over Kurt, watching his eyes go wide and his mouth open and close. Blaine was still wet from the shower and Kurt's eyes followed the water drops as they snaked down and down and down. 

Blaine's arms were starting to tremble and he was waiting. Waiting for Kurt to respond. Waiting to breathe. Waiting to blink.

After several long minutes Blaine slid off of Kurt and sat up on his knees. “You don't….” He couldn't get the words out.

Kurt looked at Blaine, a weak smile on his face, and sat up next to him on the bed. “I don't want you to think you have to prove something to me.”

Blaine's eyebrows raised in surprise. “Prove what?”

“It's just that…I know I'm the first man you've been with, that all of this is new to you. But we don't have to…a lot of gay men never…it's not a requirement.”

A shy laugh escaped Blaine's lips as he reached for Kurt's hands. “Kurt.”

“And it's…it can be…it will hurt.”

Blaine placed soft fingertips to Kurt's lips. “I know. I know I don't have to prove anything and I know it might be uncomfortable-”

“Hurt,” Kurt exclaimed, his voice muffled by Blaine's hand.

“-but this is what I want. If it's what you want, of course, but it's definitely what I want.” Blaine moved his hand from Kurt's lips and cupped his cheek. “I love you. I love your determined spirit and your sharp wit and, fuck, Kurt, you're so achingly beautiful. Do you know that? Do you know what it's like for me to look at you? And touch you?” Blaine sighed, eyes wet, worrying his lower lip into his mouth. “I want to be with you in every way possible. I want to be as close to you as I can be. I want to feel you…inside of me.”

“Oh.” Kurt could feel his face heating up, his heart hammering in his chest. “Oh.”

“Do you…is that something you do? Or would want to do? With me?” Blaine's voice was quiet and a bit panicked. He clearly didn't think there would be a lengthy conversation once he'd made his intentions known.

Kurt cleared his throat and scooted closer to Blaine. “I wouldn't say it's something I do, per se, but I have, yes.” Kurt rubbed his hands over Blaine's forearms, could feel Blaine's hair standing on end. “And I've thought about it, with you.”

Blaine's eyes flashed, begging the question his voice couldn't speak.

“I didn't expect it to ever happen, or at least not for a long time, but I did think about it.” The memory crawled up Kurt's spine, making him shiver. “I don't know. I didn't have some wicked plan to seduce you, but I did think about it. And I would. Want to. I mean I do. Want to.”

Blaine's worried expression softened into what would have been a smirk if the moment weren't so intense. “I do, too. Want to.”

“Come here,” Kurt murmured as they both reached for each other, their lips meeting in kiss after kiss. Kissing Blaine was unlike anything Kurt had ever experienced, an instant calming effect while simultaneously setting him ablaze.

Kurt nudged Blaine's shoulder, kissing down his neck and rolling him down on to the bed.

“Kurt.”

“Mmmm.”

“I'm naked,” Blaine teased, as Kurt placed tender kisses below Blaine's ear.

Kurt smiled. “Yes, very helpful,” he said, licking under Blaine's jaw and moving to his other ear.

“Might be even more helpful…uhhnnnnn…” Blaine moaned, Kurt finding a sensitive spot on his neck, “if you were, too.”

Kurt stopped kissing him and sat up, his legs straddling Blaine's thighs. “Why, Mr. Anderson, you dirty boy. Are you asking for a show?”

Blaine smiled, a brilliant, wide smile and gripped Kurt's denim-clad thighs. “As a matter of fact, I wasn't. But since you offered.”

Kurt slowly began pulling his perfectly tailored shirt out of his pants. “I don't believe I offered. You're going to have to ask nicely.”

“Kurt Hummel, would you do me the honor of showing me your fucking fantastic naked body as quickly as possible and then lay me out and fuck me like I asked you to,” Blaine said, going for playful but his voice catching on the last word. Kurt's breathing sped up. Blaine rubbed his hands slowly up Kurt's thighs and gripped his hips, his thumbs slowly pressing in. “Please. Please show me.”

Kurt slowly lifted his hands to his shirt collar, taking his time unbuttoning one button, his long fingers lingering. “What is it you want to see?”

Blaine's eyes darkened as he raked them over Kurt's body. “I want,” he swallowed thickly, “I want to see your chiseled collar bone and your exquisite shoulders.” Kurt unbuttoned two more buttons, pulling his shirt collar wide and over one shoulder. Blaine leaned up, putting one hand on the bed to support his weight, keeping the other firmly gripping Kurt's hip, and kissed Kurt's shoulder, nosed across his collarbone and sucked a kiss into his throat.

“I want to see your chest, your perfect creamy skin and your nipples that,” Blaine licked his lips, “that make my mouth water.” Kurt could feel Blaine growing hard beneath him as be unbuttoned three more buttons and pulled his shirt open wide. Blaine leaned in again, sucking one nipple into his mouth right away and causing Kurt to cry out. They were both wound so tight; every touch, every kiss burning hotter and hotter. Blaine kissed and licked every inch of Kurt's skin he could reach. His lips were still on him when he made his next request. 

“I want to see your arms, fuck, your arms make me crazy.” Kurt shrugged out of his shirt and made a show of raising his long, toned arms out wide and then up over his head, stretching them tall, Blaine's eyes following every movement. He wiggled his hips down onto Blaine's cock as he did so, making Blaine whimper and tremble.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hip. “I want to see these hips,” Kurt pulled his leather belt through the brass clasp, “these hips that mesmerized me that first night at the karaoke bar,” Kurt pulled his belt slowly through the loops, “and I had to have you, right then and there fuck, Kurt…” Blaine surged forward, licking into Kurt's mouth and grabbing him by the neck. It felt like that night in the alley, Blaine wild and desperate. Kurt moaned into it, grinding his hips down into Blaine's lap.

“Let me see you,” Blaine growled into Kurt's skin, “let me feel you.” Blaine tugged at Kurt's pants, unfastening them and inching down the zipper with one hand.

Kurt pushed him away, making quick work of taking off his pants and pulling the towel from Blaine's lap. They both paused, breath heavy and eyes roaming, the weight of the moment coursing through their veins.

“I don't want to ruin the moment,” Kurt said, swinging his leg over Blaine's and leaning in close, “but there's a process to this. I need to prepare you before we…” he motioned towards his cock, hard and pressing insistently into Blaine's thigh.

“I know, I…” Blaine smiled, “I sort of did that already…in the shower. I'm ready for you.”

Kurt closed his eyes and moaned. “That is so fucking hot.”

“And I brought condoms and lube,” Blaine said, nodding his head towards the bedside table.

Kurt looked at Blaine, his hard, naked body spread out beneath him. He looked so vulnerable and so sexy and Kurt thought he might die on the spot. “You thought I wouldn't have the neccessaries?”

“Just wanted to be prepared,” Blaine said, looking up at Kurt through his eyelashes. Blaine wrapped his hand around Kurt's wrist and pulled Kurt's hand over his heart. “I want this. I want you. I love you, Kurt.”

Kurt loved the way Blaine pronounced his name, emphasizing the t at the end. “I love you,” he said, reaching over to position his body on top of Blaine's, their cocks brushing against each other. Kurt kissed Blaine then, slow and sweet. He let his hand wander down Blaine's side, down his hip, down his thigh. 

“Should I,” Blaine gasped, already so gone and they were just getting started, “should I turn over?”

“No,” Kurt said, wrapping his hand around Blaine's cock and gently stroking, “stay just like this. I want to see you.” Kurt took his hand off of Blaine long enough to grab the small bottle of lube and smear a generous amount on his fingers. “Can I touch you?”

“Yes. Yes, fuck, anything. Do anything you want.” Blaine's eyes were closed and his dark curls were still damp from the shower.

Kurt stroked Blaine's cock a few more times, waiting for Blaine to relax before moving down to cup his balls and tease his fingers lower. Blaine was cursing and moaning and gripping Kurt's shoulder.

“Spread your legs out for me,” Kurt asked. Blaine complied immediately, splaying his knees apart and giving Kurt access. Kurt stretched his index finger down to Blaine's hole and circled it a few times, feeling where Blaine had already stretched himself. He wanted to take his time. He wanted to be sure Blaine was ready. He pushed the tip of his finger inside and felt Blaine tense. He pulled it back out and continued to circle it around the rim. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes, it's good. It's….good.” Blaine pulled Kurt up to kiss his mouth. “Can you stay up here with me? Everything's fine I'm just…nervous.”

Kurt kissed him, sucking on Blaine's tongue as he pushed one finger inside. Blaine wailed into Kurt's mouth.

“Blaine,” Kurt said, concern on his face.

“I'm fine, seriously, it's just new. And exciting. And good, so so good. I promise if it's not good I will speak up immediately. Please,” Blaine said, his hazel eyes wide, “please keep going.”

Kurt kissed Blaine's nose, his cheeks, his forehead, his eyelids. He also inserted another finger. “You're so beautiful, Blaine, my god, look at you. I'm going to stretch you a bit more, okay?”

Blaine nodded. They kept their eyes locked on each other as Kurt slowly inserted a third finger. He was pumping them in and out now, stretching and spreading Blaine's hole.

“Kurt,” Blaine said, sweat breaking out at his temples, a tremor in his bottom lip, “fuck….that's…” His voice dropped out as his head tilted back. He was fucking himself onto Kurt's fingers, pushing his hips down to keep up with Kurt's movements. Kurt knew he was ready.

He drew his fingers out and Blaine whined. Kurt made quick work of putting on a condom and applying more lube. He pushed a pillow up under Blaine's hips. “Pull your knees back for me,” he said, pushing Blaine's calves up. Blaine grabbed both of his legs behind the knees and spread himself wide. Kurt's heart caught in his throat, the site of Blaine offering himself almost too much to bear. 

Kurt leaned over Blaine and positioned his cock at Blaine's entrance. He'd only ever done this once, and it was a memory he didn't enjoy revisiting. He was nervous. He wanted this to be good for Blaine, wanted it to mean something. 

“Kurt, please…” Blaine begged, “I need you.”

Kurt took a breath and pushed in, slowly, feeling Blaine's entire body tense up.

“Fuck, Kurt! So big!” he said, through clenched teeth, making Kurt pause. “No, keep going, keep going, just….FUCK!”

“That's the idea,” Kurt joked, making Blaine huff out a laugh and easing the tension. He pushed in further, moving his hand from his own cock to Blaine's. “Relax, it's easier if you're not tense. Look at me,” he said, Blaine's eyes flying open and finding Kurt's, “focus on me.”

Blaine let go of his knees and wrapped his arms around Kurt. They held each other's gaze as Kurt pushed all the way in. “Your cock,” Blaine said, through short staccatos of breath, “is massive.”

Kurt smiled and stroked Blaine's already leaking cock, hard as a rock in his hand. “I'm going to move now, okay?”

“Yes, fuck yes. Fuck me,” Blaine said, wrapping his legs around Kurt's waist, their bodies pressed together at every point. Kurt kissed him and began to fuck into him slowly, watching Blaine's face and feeling his body around him.

“It's…I'm…you…” Blaine babbled.

“You feel so good, Blaine, holy fucking hell. I don't to hurt you but…oh my god,” Kurt said, doing his best to hold back, to follow Blaine's cues.

Blaine raised his arms to Kurt's neck and squeezed his legs tighter around Kurt's waist. “Kurt, fuck me. FUCK me!”

Something in Blaine's eyes, the desperation in his voice, flipped a switch inside of Kurt and he let go. He let go of his worry. He let go of being careful. He let go of his insecurity, snapped his hips back and he fucked Blaine. He fucked him fast and fucked him hard. He poured out his need and want and desire and he fucked Blaine. He fucked Blaine with everything he had.

And Blaine held on. “Yes….YES….FUCK….Kurt, god, oh my god, fucking fuck nnnggghhhhhhh……”

Kurt sat up and pulled Blaine's legs over his shoulders. He used the leverage to fuck into Blaine even harder, sending Blaine into a cursing wail. Blaine's hands were twisting in the sheets and his head was thrown back, his back arching off the bed. He looked incredible.

Kurt wrapped a fist around Blaine's cock and stroked him fast, his hand a blur as he pushed them both to their breaking point.

“I'm gonna come,” Blaine shouted, “oh, oh, oh, OH, SHIT!” Blaine's orgasm hit him hard and his entire body seized up with it, his eyes squeezing shut and his mouth moving but no sounds coming out.

“So amazing, you are so amazing, so beautiful,” Kurt murmured, still buried deep inside of Blaine. He continued to thrust into him a handful of times before his own orgasm ripped through him. He slumped over, landing on Blaine's chest.

“Holy shit SHIT. Holy fucking shit.” Blaine was gasping and panting, his legs still wrapped around Kurt.

Kurt kissed Blaine's chest, his body a boneless heap. “That's good right? I never can tell with you, you have such a filthy mouth.”

“You…you and your…Kurt, I'm…wow. That was wow. You are a fucking sex god.”

Kurt laughed out loud at that, his softening cock slipping out of Blaine and raised his head up to look at him. “Thank you.”

“Thank me? For what? You're the one who just gave me what might be the most intense orgasm of my entire fucking life.”

Kurt smiled and ran his hand through Blaine's sweaty curls. “For trusting me with this. With you. For loving me and making me feel loved and, well I'll be honest, for having the hottest fucking ass I've ever seen.”

“Oh fuck, my ass. I'm not going to be able to walk straight tomorrow.”

“If I did my job right, no, you won't.”

Blaine laughed and pulled Kurt close, closer, his lips in Kurt's hair. “Are you saying you're not up for round two?”

“Oh my god.”