Blaine nodded, letting Kurt reluctantly push him against it until he lay on the sheets.

"So," Kurt began while he started unbuttoning Blaine's vest, "Do you know what you want?"

"Hm?" Blaine hummed, distracted from the way Kurt's long, deft fingers slowly peeled his vest and shirt off, moving towards his pants.

"Have you thought of this?" Kurt repeated, this time unzipping Blaine's pants and taking them down to his ankles, "How we're going to do it."

"I-I've seen-" Blaine stuttered, his breath hitching as Kurt's hands ran down the inside of his thighs.

"Porn?" Kurt offered, looking amused and maybe a little appalled.

"Yeah." Blaine breathed, his hips rocking forwards inadvertently as Kurt's hands cupped his balls and started massaging them softly.

"With whom did you identify?" Kurt continued, laughing slightly at his choice of words.

"With whom did I-" Blaine's voice trailed off, "Oh, you mean if I wanted to-

"Let me phrase that differently." Kurt cut him off again, this time taking off his underwear in a painfully slow manner. "Have you fingered yourself?"

"Once." Blaine mumbled under his breath, his face flushed.

"Did you like it?" Kurt said, his hands on Blaine's cock the moment the underwear were tossed on the floor.

Blaine moaned when Kurt's cool hands grabbed his cock, surprised that it was already hard and leaking with precum.

"Hey," Kurt brought him back to reality by squeezing his cock. Painfully. "You didn't answer my question."

Blaine's eyes threatened to roll in the back of his head as Kurt started pumping his cock up and down in fervor, his grip getting harder by the minute.

"Did you like it?" he repeated, his hand moving faster.

"No." Blaine chocked out, "I-It was okay, I think." he continued, his voice uneven as he started panting. "But nothing special."

Kurt hummed in agreement, seizing the movement of his hand temporarily. "So, I'll take it you're topping." he said, trying to sound casual. He hadn't bottomed in a long time but hell, the kid was worth it. But still, they were gonna use lube. Lots of lube. No matter how miguided would Blaine's expectation be. I mean, he had obviously seen porn. Ew.

"Thank you." Blaine gasped, his hips still rocking forward though Kurt had stopped stroking him. "I mean, yeah. I'm topping." he quickly corrected himself.

"Alright." Kurt enhaled deeply, preparing himself. "Where's the lube?"

"The-what?" Blaine repeated confusedly. Oh, no ...

"Oh! Yeah, sorry. Forgot." he jumped off the bed surprisingly fast for someone who was on the breach of orgasm from receiving a handjob just a few seconds ago.

Teenage hormones, Kurt thought.

"Here." Blaine said, scrambling back on the bed, holding a small bottle in his hand.

"Nice." Kurt noted, taking the bottle in his hands. "Nuru?"

"Japanese." Blaine explained. "Wes-

"I get it." Kurt cut him off, "Let's just ... continue, shall we?"

"Of course." Blaine agreed, taking a step back. "Will you lie on the bed?"

"No, I'd rather do it myself." Kurt replied, "Sit down."

Blaine pouted. "You know, you're really bossy for someone I paid."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Please, Mr. Anderson. Sit back on the bed and let me please you." he mocked, his voice tainted heavily with sarcasm.

"Fine, fine. I will." Blaine said, settling back on the pillows.

Kurt smiled, coming towards him, his legs on each side of Blaine's thighs as he slowly uncupped the bottle. Placing a finger on the inside, he carefully covered it with lube. He then dived in to kiss Blaine softly on the mouth as his hand moved towards his perinium, tracing patterns around the gradually heated flesh.

Blaine cupped Kurt's face with his hands, deepening the kiss as the other boy slowly let himself get used to the feeling. As Kurt pushed his finger inside his hole, he broke the kiss with a whimper. God, he had forgotten how good that felt.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked, his face searching Kurt's for any signs of discomfort.

"M'good." Kurt mumbled, his finger now moving swiftly in and out of his hole, scissoring and loosening the tight muscle. "Feels good."

"Can I-" Blaine hesitated.

"What?"

"... Can I watch?"

Oh.

"I'm sorry, so sorry." Blaine backtracked, "I shouldn't have asked that, this is private. I'm sorry, forget it." he shook his head, mumbling under his breath. "Stupid Blaine."

"Hey," Kurt said, "If you want to watch, I don't mind." finishing with a wink. A wink. And where the hell had that come from?

"Kurt?" Blaine said, "Are you okay? You kinda ... froze."

"I'm fine." Kurt whispered.

This night was getting better and better.