It’s as if time stood still on top of that Ferris wheel. Blaine and Kurt were attached to the hip, literally, lips pressed together tightly. The kiss was filled with meaning and a million hidden promises. It was sweet. Pulling back, both boys smiled and looked away bashful. It was adorable how shy Kurt and Blaine were when it came to showing their feelings for each other. Sure they had their confident moments but there is always a fear of rejection.
Kurt let out a short laugh while turning his face back to Blaine. “Ca- Can I kiss you again?” Blaine’s head quickly turned back to Kurt, his bottom lip stuck in between is teeth. “Remember how you told me I didn’t have to ask for permission to kiss you?” Kurt slowly nodded in agreement as one of Blaine’s fingers slipped its way under Kurt’s chin. Blaine licked his lips and placed his lips perfectly in front of Kurt’s.

“Kurt, you never have to ask.” With that, Kurt took the initiative and seized forward, capturing Blaine’s lips hard. This kiss was more intimate. It was more… hungry and Blaine definitely didn’t have a problem with it. His hand moved to the back of Kurt’s neck, holding onto it firmly but lovingly. He used his grip to take control of the kiss, which was a little shock to Kurt at first but he got over it quick. He liked Blaine taking control. It was possessive and overall sexy.

He liked having Blaine’s hand on his neck, it just felt right. It felt even more right when Blaine’s tongue eased its way in between his lips, searching for contact with Kurt’s tongue. He wasn’t sure how he knew how to ‘french kiss’ as everyone called it. He never french kissed before this moment, not even when he ‘went out’ with Brittany. But for whatever reason, his tongue knew exactly what to do. And it was awesome to say the least. If Kurt thought the kisses he shared with Blaine before were great, this was on a whole other level.

It was needy and heated. The kiss turned up a notch once their tongues collided. Kurt didn’t know what powered him to do so, but as their tongues occupied themselves, he rested his hand on Blaine’s inner thigh and began running his fingertips along it slowly. That was sexy right? Touching is sexy, don’t worry. Kurt’s mind assured himself that this was okay. Or his mind thought so until Blaine broke the kiss. If Kurt wasn’t about two seconds away from a panic attack, he would have noticed how breathless and flustered Blaine was.

“We can’t do this here.” Blaine removed his hand from the back of Kurt’s neck and to his shoulder. Kurt was trying so hard not to jump conclusions, like he normally would, so instead of flipping immediately he just let his heart sink into the bottom of his stomach. “W-Why not?” Blaine placed his hand over the hand of Kurt’s that was still placed high on his thigh.

“One, we’re about to get off the Ferris wheel.” While they were so swept in each other, neither boy realized the wheel had spun around a few times, letting other passengers off. Good thing Blaine pulled back when he did because they were up to get off next. “And two,” Blaine’s cheeks flushed with pink and his voice lowered to a whisper. “If you keep rubbing my thigh like that, we might have a problem.” Kurt sat there with a confused look on his face for a minute. He only understood what Blaine meant when Blaine’s eyes wandered down to his lap.

“Oh,” was the only thing Kurt managed to say because within that second of realization, he was lost deep in his thoughts. Blaine’s sensitive on his thighs. Holy shit, Blaine was sensitive there! He was about to get a hard on right on this Ferris wheel if I didn’t stop. Wait, I almost made him hard. Me? Mental note: attend to Blaine’s thighs later. Kurt would definitely attend to Blaine’s thighs later if it was the last thing he did.

Blaine ran his hand through his curls, a tad bit embarrassed. Almost getting a hard on in front of Kurt on the first date, no big deal, right? He let out a nervous laugh as their cart came to a halt. They were let out, Blaine picking up Kurt’s new stuffed animal, before they both stepped out. Kurt fell to Blaine’s side automatically, this time wrapping his arm around Blaine’s waist. He pulled him close, their hips touching as they walked throughout the carnival ground.

Kurt was then thankful for their height difference. Being an inch or two taller than Blaine had its advantages at times like these. He lowered his hips to Blaine’s ear, whispering into it. “We could always pick up where we left off anyway.” Yes Kurt Hummel was this shy boy when it came to romance. Romance and relationships are scary. But the physical activity of it all wasn’t that scary to Kurt. He had been shy about their first few kisses, yes. But who wouldn’t be?

What went down on that Ferris wheel though… that was anything but shy. What was there to be shy about anyway? It was Blaine, his best friend. The guy who pretty much knew him better than himself was just sucking his face off a minute ago. The boy who basically brought him to the safe haven of Dalton brought him out on this date. Clearly, they both had feelings for each other. So Kurt thought if they were going to do this whole dating thing, he might as well get into it now.

As Kurt pulled back, he was sure he heard a gasp escape from Blaine’s mouth. And Blaine did gasp of course. He wasn’t expecting Kurt to be that forward or for him to even want something like that from him of all people. His Adam’s apple bobbed and his eyebrows shot up when he faced Kurt. “Really?” Kurt teased him, releasing his grip on Blaine’s waist. “Unless you don’t want to, I mean we could go on more rides or…” Kurt was cut off by Blaine’s fist colliding into his shoulder. “Don’t tease! You know I want to.” Still playing the tease act, Kurt clutched his shoulder. “Jesus Blaine, break my frail little body why don’t you?”

Blaine grabbed Kurt’s hands and pulled them back to a halt. Stepping in front of him, Blaine captured Kurt’s lips in a fierce quick kiss. Pulling back, Blaine let his lips linger for a second. Speaking in a low, mischievous tone, Blaine smirked. “Don’t tempt me, Kurt.” Oh dear god, take me! Kurt’s mind shouted at him, his face burning with excitement. Blaine could not say things like that to him. He couldn’t sound that desirable. It shouldn’t be legal! But then again, Kurt wanted to hear Blaine only speak like that for the rest of his life. He sounded so promising, so sexy. Kurt enjoyed this side of Blaine, his flirtatious side. He always has. Not saying Kurt didn’t like the gentleman well put together side of Blaine, because he did. He just loved how Blaine could make his heart race with that sentence alone.

Kurt didn’t know why Blaine’s words excited him so much. Well he sort of did. He is a teenage boy after all. It’s not like he lives in a congregation. He’s had those thoughts before. Particularly he’s had those thoughts and they’ve involved Blaine. So why should he pass up this opportunity? He wouldn’t dare. He wasted no time, grabbing Blaine by the front of his shirt he pulled him away from the surrounding carnival goers and to Blaine’s car. Thankfully it wasn’t too far from where they were and thankfully there wasn’t anyone around.

Then, he went for it. He released Blaine’s shirt and pushed him up against the driver side door. A cheshire-like grin splayed across his face as he brought his hands up to rest on Blaine’s shoulders. That’s when he went in for the kill. He placed a needy kiss on his lips. Blaine immediately dropped the stuffed animal he was carrying to the floor and placed his hands on Kurt’s hips.

Kurt wasn’t sure if Blaine would be totally comfortable with him throwing himself at him but he didn’t seem to mind at all. They melted into a heated kiss, it deepening every second. Tongues collided, hands roamed, and Kurt couldn’t believe this was real. Just a couple weeks ago he was pretty sure he was just a blip on Blaine’s radar. Yes there was flirting deemed meaningless, Kurt was sure of it. But in the middle of the hot make out session that was going on, Kurt was sure all that flirting was so meaningless now. Where was this Blaine a few weeks ago? Oh yeah, serenading Jeremiah, that’s where. But that didn’t matter now. Jeremiah didn’t matter; all that mattered was Kurt and Blaine right now.

And right now, Kurt removed his lips from Blaine’s and started leaving a trail of kisses down his jaw line. “Kurt” was all that Blaine managed to say before he pulls him close. Kurt’s body pressing Blaine into the driver side door now when he reaches for Blaine’s hands and tugs them upwards, pinning them above his head. He continues to leave little kisses down Blaine’s neck, a little wetter now. He can tell Blaine is enjoying it too. He’s shivering, and it’s not from the cool night air. With all his might Blaine’s biting down on his lip, muffling any moan that’s dying to escape from his lips. But it’s all becoming a bit too much to contain because Kurt finds his target and latches onto Blaine’s neck, sucking on it gently.

Blaine almost wines his name. “Kurrrrt!” By the sound of it, Kurt knows he can’t take the teasing anymore, he can feel it. So he kisses his way back up his neck and presses a hot, wet kiss on that little patch of skin just below Blaine’s ear. "Yes?" Kurt answers almost too innocently. "I want you. I want this… so bad but not out here.” Blaine admitted, hoping his voice wasn't as shaky as it felt. “Then let’s move this party elsewhere.” Kurt released Blaine’s hands that he was pinning and took a step back. “Unlock the car, Blaine.” He didn’t have to be told twice. Blaine quickly reached for the keys in his pocket and unlocked the car.

Kurt took the lead once again, this time grabbing Blaine by the hem of his shirt. He opened the car door and piled into the backseat, pulling Blaine along inside too. Once the car door shuts, they lips meet again. Shortly after, Kurt’s hand meets Blaine’s thigh again. Blaine can feel himself become hard within seconds but he has other plans. He breaks the kiss for a moment only to suggest, “This would work better if I was on top of you.” Kurt’s mind goes blank and his eyes go wide. He isn’t ready for sex. Well, he thinks he is but not on the first date.

Blaine can read Kurt’s shocked expression and quickly elaborates on his last suggestion. “I mean this.” Blaine slowly hooked a leg over Kurt’s lap and slowly sank onto it. Straddling Kurt’s hips he wrapped his arms around his neck, looking down at him. Sitting on Kurt’s lap gave him the height advantage now. “Is this okay?" Blaine asks his voice shaky with anticipation. "Definitely," Kurt assures him quickly before he tilts his face up, meeting Blaine in a deep kiss. Their tongues begin to duel, sliding wetly against each other.

Soon this becomes too much for Kurt. He though he was ready for this. He was positive he was a few minutes ago. But everything is getting hotter and hotter and he’s boiling from the way Blaine feels on top of him so his hips experimentally roll up. This causes Blaine to pull back and stare widely at him. And all Kurt wanted to do was die from embarrassment. Kurt was hard and not just hard, really hard. And if Blaine didn’t feel it before, he did with that thrust.

“I’- I’m so sorry.” He closes his eyes as if that would make him disappear and sink into the backseat. But of course, he’s just jumping to conclusions like usual because before he knows it, Blaine is speaking. “Do that again.” Kurt’s eyes shot open in shock. “W-what?” Blaine seized his bottom lip, taking it in between his lips. “Do. That. Again.” He smirked, pecking at his lips lightly. Kurt could only comply with Blaine’s wishes, so he rolled his hips up.
Without thinking, Blaine licked his lips and his head flung back. “Oh God.” The contact felt amazing and Blaine wanted more. This make out session soon turned hot shortly. They’ve both lost control. Blaine is rocking him into the back seat so hard that Kurt has to gasp for breath every time thrust that comes at him. As their hips grind, Blaine meets Kurt thrust for thrust. Both couldn't stop rocking forward and couldn’t grasp why they haven’t done this sooner.

Why didn’t they? This could have happened a long time ago. The whole date thing, this kissing, the rutting, the everything. It didn’t matter though. They were doing it now and they were never going back