"Come here then Snuggle-bear," Blaine yawned as he fell backwards onto the bed, his hair still damp and in a pair of roughly pulled-on dusty-green colored sweatpants.
Kurt smiled and finished towel drying his hair before he grabbed a pair of old gray shorts out of the draw and pulled them on.
"Kuuuuurt," Blaine complained, "Come ooooon."
Kurt just rolled his eyes this time and lay down next to Blaine who pulled him close immediately, burying his face in Kurt's bare chest and hooking his leg lightly over his husband's hip, "Hmm. That's better."
Kurt blushed a little and slid his hand around Blaine's shoulders, playing with damp curls at the nape of his neck, "Mmm," He hummed in agreement.
"God you always smell so good," Blaine mumbled against the warm skin on Kurt's chest.
Kurt laughed, "You're crazy."
"No, no you smell like sunshine, unicorns and rainbows and..."
"Okay, you really have to high on something right now," Kurt giggled, holding Blaine closer to him affectionately.
"High on you," Blaine replied softly, his hand brushing back and forth across Kurt's abdomen.
Kurt shivered and rested his head on top of Blaine's, inhaling deeply, "I love you so much."
"I love you too," Blaine whispered; Kurt could feel Blaine's lips turn up in a smile against his skin.
Kurt let out a content sigh and let his eyes slip closed.
"Kurt?"
"Hm?"
"I wasn't joking you know, you smell so good," Blaine told him, "You smell like home to me, as long as your there I'll always be at home."
Kurt gulped at the knot of emotion suddenly in his throat and his eyes opened; his arms tightened around his husband even more, "You're my home too."
"I know sometimes you don't feel as manly as other guys. But you've always been the strongest man I've ever known. You've seen you fight and battle through so many things, everything life's thrown at you and you just come out of it even tougher. My big strong man, you make me feel so safe," Blaine whispered quietly, "And you just smell so masculine and musty and I just...God, I can't get enough, it turns me on so much. I just want to lick you all over cause you taste just as good as you smell."
Kurt smiled softly with a hint of blush across his pale cheeks.
"And by all over, I mean everywhere," Blaine looked up at Kurt through his lashes with a twinkle in his hazel-eyes before he started lapping at the pale skin under his lips.
"Blaine," Kurt squeaked at the images that were suddenly rushing through his head.
Blaine chuckled and licked a stripe over the center of Kurt's chest were his head was still resting.
"I don't think we should," Kurt protested, "The kids..."
"We'll be quiet," Blaine bargained looking up at Kurt through dark-hooded eyes.
Kurt blushed, "Wasn't our office exploration enough for you?"
"I can never get enough of you," Blaine replied simply, "And besides, it just made me so horney all day, sitting in the exact same chair and working at the exact same desk."
Kurt blushed even deeper and whimpered when Blaine started licking at his skin again before pull it into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could, determined to make the deepest and largest bruise possible.
"AH!"
"Shh," Blaine chuckled, "I'm just getting started."
"Oh! B-Blaine, aren't you tired? Shouldn't you be-fuck-sleeping?" Kurt got out as Blaine licked teasingly back and forth over his collarbone before sucking a mark there too.
"Nope. I'm not sleepy in the slightest," Blaine shook his head before moving back down and sucking each of Kurt's nipples in turn until they were both hard and a pinky-red.
"Blaine," Kurt shuddered, his hands curling in Blaine's damp hair.
"Hmm?" Blaine hummed against the left bud, making Kurt's hips try and jerk up as his abdomen twisted in arousal.
"Ngh," Kurt let out as Blaine traveled lower, running his tongue over each of Kurt's ribs and sucking a mark on each of his hips. He trailed his tongue across the slightly podgy tummy that Blaine loved more than anything in the whole world and pulled Kurt's shorts down to his thighs, before he licked at the 'V' shape coming down from Kurt's hips, breathing in deeply as the scent of Kurt got stronger nearer his half-dark dick.
"Baby," Kurt whimpered, tugging slightly on Blaine's curls, "Please?"
"Not yet," Blaine replied, pulling Kurt's shorts all the way down, skipping past Kurt's obvious arousal and paying attention to his thighs, legs, knees, calves and even his ankles until Kurt's pale body with shimmering with sweat and saliva and was covered in slowly purpling marks.
"Blaine, Blaine baby, please," Kurt whined, his cock now standing at full attention and leaking onto his abdomen.
The shorter man just smiled and rested his head on Kurt's hip, inhaling deeply and obviously, "Hm, Honey you smell sooooo good."
"Ugh," Kurt's head fell back against the cushions as he realized Blaine wasn't going to be giving him what he wanted anytime soon, "You're such a tease."
Blaine laughed, his hot breath hitting Kurt's twitching erection, "But you love me."
"Of course I love you."
"That's all I need," Blaine replied, his hand brushing back and forth over one of the many purple marks on Kurt's skin.
Kurt sighed lightly at the gentle touch, letting out a whimper when Blaine's hand trailed down, over the neatly trimmed hair around the base of his dick, playing lightly with his balls before it stopped.
"No, no Blaine," Kurt shook his head, feeling his body start to shake slightly, "Please don't stop."
Blaine chuckled and moved down the bed, lifting Kurt's legs up so they were on each of his shoulders and exposing Kurt to him completely.
Kurt sighed lightly, falling back into the all too familiar position and leaning back against the cushions with an odd sense of comfort as Blaine's fingers ran over his thighs with nothing but care.
"You're so beautiful, Baby," Blaine cooed, leaning down and licking the insides of Kurt's legs where his hands hand been before.
Kurt moaned lightly, his calves tightening slightly around Blaine's neck, "Blaine..."
"I've got you gorgeous," Blaine comforted, inching further up Kurt's thighs and feeling his husband tense more in anticipation the higher he got.
"Mmmn," Kurt bit his lip to muffle a groan, "I'm going crazy, Blaine please," He whimpered as Blaine started moving back down again.
Blaine smiled against warm skin, "Okay," He whispered softly, licking a long strip back up the now-damp skin and lapping at the sensitive skin behind Kurt's sac.
"Ah," Kurt whined, "Yes Baby."
Blaine chuckled lightly before kissing up Kurt's shaft, hearing Kurt let out breathy little whines at each press of his lips against the hot skin.
"God, you smell so...Kurt," Blaine breathed, his lips kissing the head before he let his tongue dart out to gather to pre-come that had smeared onto his lips.
Kurt laughed a tiny bit at the phrase, but it was soon cut short when Blaine licked a hot, wet stripe from the base of Kurt's dick to the head, "Blaine! Please stop teasing me, please," his voice quavered as he shuddered.
Blaine smiled, rubbing his hand soothingly back and forth across Kurt's soft hip, "I'm just enjoying the beautiful view."
"Blaine, I swear to God I will hide all of your hair gel if you don't-AH!" Kurt clasped his hand over his mouth the second the yell left his mouth, "Shit, shit Blaine," He groaned more quietly, on hand fisting in the mattress and the other tangling into Blaine's curls.
The brown eyed man had swallowed Kurt's dick whole and was currently sucking around it with hollowed cheeks like it was his only remaining life source.
"Oh God, Oh God, Blaine," Kurt whined, fighting to keep his hips down as Blaine swallowed and hummed around his throbbing erection eagerly.
Blaine's lips dragged up to the head and sucked fervently, moaning joyfully at Kurt's bitter taste on his tongue before he slid back down and hummed again at the hot, raw member's weight.
"So good, so good, f-fuck," Kurt's will lost the battle and his hips plunged forward into the heat of his husband's mouth.
Blaine froze for a second, making a small choked sound before he took a deep breath through his nose and relaxed his throat. His head began bobbing up and down, alternating between showering Kurt's head in broad strokes of his hot tongue and licking a firm trail along the path of the vein on the underside.
"Hmm, nnghh, F-fuck," Kurt's pathetic attempts to quieten his exclamations of pleasure only spurred Blaine on more, working over his husbands cock at an even faster pace and stimulating his ball with his free hand that wasn't still braced on Kurt's hip.
"H-Honey, Shit, shit, shit, Blaine. So close," Kurt warned, tugging on the shorter man's hair, "Fu-uck, so close so...please, please Blaine I need..."
Blaine's hand moved from Kurt's balls and stroked down before he found his goal and let his index finger tease lightly around Kurt's entrance, his dry finger barley dipping inside but the action made Kurt tense and suddenly he was letting out a whine of Blaine's name into his hand as he released heavily down Blaine's throat in long, powerful spurts. Kurt's back arched off the bed and his eyes rolled the back of his head as he came, his toes curling and his fingernails digging painfully into the palm of his free hand to try and remain as quiet as possible while every nerve of in his body was set alight in pleasure.
Blaine continued to suck and lick gently at Kurt's softening cock after he'd swallowed everything Kurt had to offer eagerly, Kurt slumped back against the bed and batted him away half-heartedly with floppy, jello-like limbs when he was too sensitive.
Blaine pressed one last kiss to Kurt's spent dick before he crawled but up the bed and lay down next to his husband, quickly gathering him protectively in his arms.
"Baby, are you okay?" He asked softly, brushing the sweaty hair back from the older man's forehead.
Kurt nodded, nuzzling into Blaine's chest, "You are the best husband in the whole world," he mumbled dozily, still buzzing in the afterglow in the shorter man's arms.
Blaine chuckled softly and held Kurt close to him like a small child, "Because I gave you a blowjob when I'm meant to be asleep?"
"Uh-huh," Kurt confirmed, his eyes slipping closed.
Blaine just chucked again and kissed the top of Kurt's head, "I love you Honey."
"Love you too," Kurt managed to say, though the words were too close together and slurred with sleep.
Blaine smiled and settled back against the pillow, grabbing the comforter with one hand and pulling it up roughly over them, "Goodnight Beautiful."
However Kurt was already dozing peacefully in the safe home of his husband's arms.

The phone.
Kurt's eyes opened for a short seconded before they closed again, pulling the cover over his head with a grumpy moan. The loud ring of the phone penetrating his dreams and waking him from his slumber like a tank crashing across a peaceful field. He sunk back into the warm covers and refused to answer it's annoying call, but after the twentieth ring (Kurt had counted bitterly), he threw his comforter of himself, pulled on his discarded shorts from last night, and marched into the living room to yell at whoever had woken him.
"Hello?"
"K-Kurt?" A small, scared voice echoed from the other side of the phone. So broken Kurt had to strain to hear it.
Kurt froze immediately, "Blaine, honey?"
"Kurt," Blaine repeated, his voice shaking.
"Baby? What's wrong, are you hurt?" Kurt asked, his eyes landing on a quickly scribbled note on the coffee table.

Good morning beautiful,
Have a wonderful day. Thank you so much for such a perfect night, it was exactly what I needed. I love you so much, I can't wait to have another like it.
With all the love in my heart.
Blaine
X

"I-I-I'm not..." Blaine stuttered, his mood shifting from teary to nervous.
"Blaine, where are you?" Kurt tried, sitting on the edge of the couch and screwing up his nose a little as he caught sight of his messy appearance in the reflection of the TV screen.
"My office," Blaine replied weakly.
"Do you need me to come there?" Kurt asked calmly, looking at the time to see if Rachel would be able to look after the kids. It was eleven in the morning already? Why hadn't the kids pounced on him at eight?
"No! No don't, it'll only make things worse," Blaine burst out before Kurt heard a sigh as though he was sinking back in his chair.
Kurt stood up and bit his lip, "Okay," He agreed, walking over the kid's room and opening the door, "Honey, you need to tell me what's going-SHIT!"
"What? What's wrong, are you okay?" Blaine's voice hit a much higher pitch in his panic.
"Where the hell are the kids? Please tell me you—"
"Sh, relax it's okay. I told Rachel to come get them ready and pick them up so you could have a day off," Blaine reassured him quickly.
"Thank Fuck," Kurt let out a relaxed breath and walked back into the living room where he collapsed back on the couch, his heart still beating manically in his chest.
"She didn't leave a note?" Blaine asked with a frown set deep in his voice.
"No. but I'm pretty sure I left my heart around here somewhere," Kurt said as he melted back against the cushion and tried to relax.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to panic you," Blaine apologized.
"Not your fault," Kurt shook his head and sat up again, "Now. What's going on Sweetie?"
"Ngh, Kurt. How could we have been so stupid?" Blaine hissed, there was a loud thump that indicated Blaine had collapsed his head on his desk.
"What do you mean?" Kurt frowned, his eyebrows perfectly shaped eyebrows shoot up in worry.
"Everyone knows. Honey, how did I not think that it would get back to my boss?" Blaine asked in a low whisper.
"Knows? Knows what?—Oh," Realization hit Kurt like a train and stream of curses left his lips, "Blaine, I'm so sorry, I didn't even...I shouldn't have...I swear I didn't think-"
"Stop, it's my fault. I suggested it," Blaine recalled bitterly, letting out a long sigh, "I'm sorry Kurt."
"No. No I went along with it, I agreed to it I...crap Blaine, has he said anything?" Kurt asked in a grave voice.
"Not yet," Blaine replied in a pained toned, "But he wants to see me in his office at lunch to 'talk'. Which basically means I'm being fired."
"Crap," Kurt moaned, "I should come. Tell him it was all my idea and all my fault and then maybe..."
"No, no way there's no way I'm letting him anywhere near you," Blaine growled protectively, "He is not a nice man, Kurt."
"I'm not a child," Kurt defended, sounding a little hurt.
"I know you're not. Strongest man I know remember?" Blaine reminded him softly, "But I still love you and care about you, and I'm going to protect you from the horrible experience that is Mr. Harris if I can."
"Well you can't. I'm coming and I'm going to give that man a peace of my mind..."
"No, no Kurt you can't. We freaking had sex, very loud sex I might add, in my office during lunch. Do you really think you're going to win this battle?" Blaine exasperated, "Besides he is rude and mean and snobby. It's impossible to get him to change his mind."
"Well he's never had an argument with Kurt Hummel-Anderson as he?" Kurt said firmly.
"Please. Please I know you're trying to help but please just don't," Blaine begged, "What if it just makes it worse?"
Kurt let out a long breath, "Fine. Here's what we're going to do."
Blaine paused for a second before he gave a cautious, "...Okay?"
"You're going to go and talk to him at lunch. We don't even know what he's going to say so let's not jump to conclusions, right?" Kurt planned.
"Right."
"And if he doesn't fire you...well let's just say public sex is officially off the table," Kurt told him, "But if he does then I'm allowed to go and scream at him until his shakin' in his little boots, because I can't make it any worse can I?"
"....really? Off the table completely?" Blaine asked, sounding a little disappointed.
Kurt pursed his lips for a second, "We'll talk about it later....But just, good luck okay? And don't panic, we can work this out either way. I promise."
"Okay, thanks Kurt, you're amazing," Blaine sighed, sounding a lot more relaxed now.
"I know," Kurt teased with a light giggle, "I'll talk to you later Sweetheart."
"Yeah. I love you."
"Love you too."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"...."
"..."
"You need to hang up the phone, Kurt."
"No you do."
"No you."
"No you hang up."
"You do it."
"You."
"You."
"Blaine!"
"Kurt!"
"Together okay?"
"Okay."
"Ready? One."
"Two."
"Three."
"..."
"..."
"I love you."
Kurt laughed, "I love you too, goodbye Baby.
"Bye."

Kurt hung up the phone and shook his head a little in disbelief before he lay back against the couch and grabbing the remote for some crappy day time TV when he got a text.
)-: You hung up on me.....;)- Blaine.

Kurt laughed once again and put his phone on the coffee table, hugging his knee's to his chestlightly.