Chapter 18

Kurt heard a knock on his front door and hurried to open it. He already knew who it was but still, his heard skipped a beat.

He shouldn't be doing this. But he was lacking control.

The control Blaine had over him.

‘'Hi,'' Blaine grinned as the door swung open.

‘'Hi,'' Kurt said breathlessly.

They stared at each other for a few seconds and then Kurt saw Blaine's eyes turning black. He slightly furrowed his brows and the next moment, their lips were connected.

Kurt hummed and brought his hands up, twisting them into Blaine's shirt. Blaine closed the door with his foot, his hands busy with roaming all over the body of Heaven.

They stumbled around the narrow corridor, moaning and groaning. Blaine gestured with his hands and Kurt jumped, hooking his legs around Blaine's waist. Blaine pushed him against the wall devouring every inch of Kurt's milky neck. Oh, he wanted to place hickeys all over the soft skin but he resisted. Kurt wasn't his. Again. Yet.

So he just used his tongue, smiling at the fantastic sounds Kurt was making.

As much as Kurt hated himself for doing this, he just couldn't. After all, this was just for fun, right? He just pulled at Blaine's curls while he was pressing kisses all over his neck and shoulders.

He knew before this would happen and so he wore some accessible clothing. Just a tank top and sweats. He wouldn't usually wear those but just for the love of getting your clothes off as quick as possible, he sacrificed good looks for pleasure.

‘'Blaine...faster...'' Kurt whispered.

Blaine growled and grabbed Kurt's hips tighter, carrying him to his bedroom. They fell onto the bed and reconnected their lips in a very heated kiss. Blaine pulled back, quickly removing his shirt, Kurt doing the same. Blaine stood up, undid his shoes, pulled off his jeans and smiled in his head, thanking whoever was up there for not getting his zipper caught on something or some other bullshit that would just slow down everything that's perfect.

Kurt's breath caught in his throat at seeing Blaine in his underwear, fully hard. A sight he would never get tired of. But they were gone now too.

Blaine hooked his fingers in Kurt's waistband and pulled off the sweats along with his boxers. He made a made a very silent animalistic sound in his throat at the sight of a naked Kurt. Pleasure sparked down his back at the thought no one has ever seen his like this except for him. Only him. He head Kurt whine at the lack of friction so he rushed forward and kissed Kurt again. Without breaking their lips apart, he took the bottle of lube from the night stand. It was almost half empty when Blaine glanced at it and it made his cock twitch at the thought and imaginary picture of Kurt touching himself.

He lubed up his fingers and teased Kurt's hole, circling around it with his fingers.

‘'Blaine...please...just...''

Blaine smirked and pressed it in, only until the first knuckle. Kurt whimpered and tried to press against the finger but Blaine was holding his by the hip, making sure he can't do that.

‘'Blaine! Please...don't make me throw you out a-and call someone else instead,'' Blaine tensed. ‘'Or worse, finish myself.''

Blaine didn't even hear the last part, his possessive feelings returning. He knew very well that was a joke, but just the thought itself made him want to...

He pushed two fingers into the tightness, fucking them in and out very quickly. Kurt squealed in surprise but it quickly tuned into a moan.

‘'Tha-that's enough...'' Kurt said.

Blaine pulled out his fingers and pushed Kurt to the edge of the bed. This gave him perfect access.

‘'Blaine,'' Kurt whined when he felt the tip of Blaine's cock against him.

Blaine wanted to tease Kurt a little bit more but the thought of Kurt mentioning ‘someone else' again made him rage and he pushed in with one hard stroke.

Kurt moaned, almost screamed from the pleasure. Blaine's thrusts were hard and fast, slamming into his prostate with every stroke.

Before, Kurt had wanted sex to be personal. And don't misunderstand, it was. But if they still would be together, they wouldn't be in this position. Although it was perfect for Kurt's pleasure spot, it was very...detached. Blaine was so far away from him, since he was standing, and it took away the intimacy. Normally, they would kiss and be close, skin to skin.

But this is what it had to be now.

‘'Fuck, Kurt,'' Blaine moaned. ‘'So close.''

He grasped Kurt's cock and started stroking with his still slightly lubed hand.

After a few more thrusts they came and Blaine collapsed on top of Kurt, breathing heavily.

‘'And for how long had that been going on for?'' Jeff asked with a furrowed brow, sipping his iced tea.

Kurt sucked air in through his teeth. ‘'Just...one time...''

Jeff kept silent and kept sipping.

‘'I swear just once!''

Jeff made a ‘bitch please' face.

‘'Fine. Four days,'' Kurt exclaimed. ‘'Okay, yesterday was the fifth.'' He mumbled silently.

‘'You're hooking up with Blaine for almost a week?'' Jeff said a tiny bit louder then he should have.

Kurt's eyes widened and he looked around the cafe they were in, searching for anyone who heard that.

‘'Jeff, shut your mouth! The whole Long Beach doesn't need to know that.''

‘'I'm sorry, just...Jeez...Are you sure you're not together? Doesn't it mean you're together?''

‘'No. No, we're not. It's just...we're helping each other. I-I will get over him,'' Kurt stuttered, not sure if he himself believed it.

‘'I don't know. Maybe from you're side but definitely not from Blaine's. He didn't want to break up with you in the first place.''

Kurt swallowed the small lump in his throat and looked down at his own drink, wanting to change the subject.

‘'Let's...not talk about that any more. How are you? We haven't talked in a while. I've been so busy lately-‘'

‘'With doing Blaine?'' his friend smirked, playing around with the straw in his tea.

Kurt shot him a glare.

‘'Okay, okay. I'll stop.'' Maybe. ‘'I'm perfectly fine. Great actually. I'm over Nick, I think and I'm ready to move on.''

‘'That's great! Are you still friends?'' Kurt asked, curious.

‘'Of course. I'm not losing our friendship just because of my stupid crush on him,'' Jeff rolled his eyes.

Kurt knew it wasn't exactly true but didn't want to push. ‘'Anyone you've been seeing?'' He asked and smiled.

Jeff smiled at that and nodded. ‘'Not exactly seeing but...I met this guy online. He's very nice and smart. We haven't really met yet but we've been chatting and texting a lot. And he called me once. His voice was hot,'' Jeff wiggled his eyebrows.

Kurt laughed. ‘'Good for you.''

‘'Actually...'' Jeff leaned closer. ‘'We have a date tomorrow. I finally meet him.''

Kurt smiled as Jeff bounced in his seat from excitement.

‘'I'm happy for you. I really hope I can get over Blaine like that. This hooking up just needs to stop. The faster, the better.'' He sighed.

‘'What are you gonna do?''

Kurt smiled. ‘'I think I have a fun...plan.''

x-x-x-x-x

Blaine was supposed to go to the grocery store for his mom, to get some eggs. Of course, he got distracted and bored so he went shopping around, buying things he probably wouldn't need. Today was the day Rachel's cast would be removed so he thought it would be a good idea to buy something little for her as a recovery present.

He was walking down the sidewalk and then stopped. He took off his sunglasses and narrowed his eyes to examine better. And indeed, the one and only Kurt was sitting at a table at a cafe's terrace. Oh, and Jeff was there too.

So he waited. He didn't want to look weird so he backed up against the wall, leaning on his back and took out his phone, pretending to be texting someone.

He tried to tuck his head and hide behind his phone, fearing he could be seen. And he didn't even want to think about how ridiculous he probably looked. But he didn't care. He just kept glancing up from his phone and waited for the moment where he could get Kurt alone.

He waited for about five minutes and he saw them both getting up. Kurt hugged Jeff so Blaine cheered inside, hoping they would part ways. But even better. Jeff left and Kurt sat back down, reading some kind of papers. Perfect opportunity. He waited until Jeff was around the corner and then crossed the street.

‘'Look what I have the luck to stumble into,'' Blaine said cheerfully.

‘'Oh, h-hey!'' Kurt looked up at him. ‘'Are you stalking me? This is not the part of town you're usually in.''

‘'I'm no stalking you.'' That was partly true. ‘'I just came to the boutique across the street to buy my sister a gift.''

‘'Uh-huh.'' Kurt hummed skeptically.

‘'What? It's true!'' Blaine smirked. ‘'That's the place where she gets all her jewelry.''

Kurt narrowed his eyes a bit but smiled at the ridiculous situation.

Blaine grinned and took a little necklace from his pocket and showed it to Kurt.

‘'It's very beautiful,'' Kurt said. And it was. It was very dainty. A small golden chain with a little gold heart. It was truly beautiful. ‘'She'll like it.''

‘'I sure hope so,'' Blaine smiled and pointed at the papers. ‘'What are you doing?''

Kurt looked down at the page. ‘'The lyrics of our duet. Still hammering the words in my head. I was actually just leaving. Was here with Jeff and he just left so...''

Blaine nodded.

Kurt got up and folded the papers, placing them in the back pockets of his jeans.

Before he could get the hand back out from the pocket, he felt Blaine's palm on op of it. He looked at Blaine who was smirking. They stood there for a silent, unmoving moment before crashing together in a heated kiss. Just exactly what Kurt needed.

Blaine brought his hands up to Kurt's face and deepened the kiss. Kurt backed out a little. ‘'W-we shouldn't do this on the street.''

‘'My place or your place?''

Just what Kurt needed. ‘'A hotel.''

x-x-x-x-x

They barely even got to check in. They barely even got inside their room. Stumbling around the place, so caught up in one another. No matter how many times they'd do this, they would never get tired of it. Their kisses were still passionate and burning, full on longing for each other.

The next day they went to Cantare for a rehearsal and Kurt decided to keep as far from Blaine as possible. He did glance at him once but that was it. Blaine seemed pretty ignorant and Kurt tried to tell himself he wanted him to be that way.

Also, he realized he hasn't spent time with Tina for ages. The pool party didn't really count. So after practice, he convinced her and Mike to go to the cinema with him. He lied that he's saying to see The Maleficent and doesn't want to go with Jeff because he doesn't like fantasy movies. That wasn't exactly true but he decided to go with that and get out of the AAMI as fast as he could before Blaine could drag him to the nearest bathroom or something.

The movie was very good despite the medium reviews. They decided to stay at the cinema building a little longer to just hang around.

‘'Kurtsie, you could've invited Blaine as well,'' Tina told as they sat down on some puffy chairs. ‘'He seemed so lonely in practice.''

Kurt visibly stiffened at that. ‘'We...we're not together, Tina.''

Tina's eyes widened. ‘'Oh...I'm-...I just saw him coming out of our apart-Sorry to mention.''

‘'It's okay.''

Kurt sighed.

‘'Who is that?'' Mike asked very silently, leaning over both of them, gesturing to some kind of man with his chin.

There was a guy standing by the ticket registers. Just standing there and looking at the company, not letting his eyes off at all.

‘'I-I don't know,'' Tina said.

He was good looking but was too old for any of them. Gay or not. It was summer but the man was wearing all black. Even black sunglasses. Inside.

‘'L-let's just ignore him,'' Kurt suggested. Mike and Tina slowly nodded, dragging their gaze away from the man, curiosity and confusion still on their faces.

Kurt let his gaze fall over Tina's outfit and then he saw it.

‘'Oh my god,'' he took Tina's hand. ‘'Are you engaged?''

Tina and Mike smiled.

‘'Yeah,'' Tina nodded.

‘'Oh, gosh. When? How? Ohh...'' Kurt kept looking at the beautiful silver ring with a little diamond.

‘'About a week ago. The story stays secret for a little longer. I don't want to tell it when there's a weirdo looking at us.''

‘'Oh my god...I'm sorry,'' Kurt frowned and his face saddened. ‘'I'm such a bad friend. A whole week? I haven't noticed it? God, I'm just horrible.''

‘'No, no, don't blame yourself,'' Tina shook her head and Mike nodded in agreement. ‘'You were caught up in your own stuff. It's okay.''

‘'But still. That's a big thing. Why didn't you tell me sooner?''

‘'I just wanted to have a nice, little festive dinner to tell the story over by, you know? So it's special,'' Tina smiled dreamily.

‘'Okay, I can't wait. I have to go now, though. I need to finally really learn the duet song. I messed it up today,'' Kurt pouted at the memory and hugged Tina and Mike.

‘'Bye!'' Both friends waved as he exited the cinema.

Though, there was someone waiting there for him. Guess who, guess who?

Blaine freakin' Anderson.

‘'I knew you were stalking me!'' Kurt hissed. ‘'There's no you just guessed that I'm here.''

Blaine only grinned while he leaned with crossed arms across his black car. ‘'Fine, fine. I confess, I followed you here.''

Kurt sighed and shook his head, wanting to just laugh.

‘'Though, I wasn't so stupid to wait the whole time here. I went to eat, too,'' Blaine explained. ‘'Not that you're not worth waiting for.''

Kurt rolled his eyes after Blaine winked.

‘'I have a present for you,'' Blaine said in a sing-song voice.

Kurt lifted his eyebrow.

‘'It's in the backseat of my car.''

Kurt chuckled. ‘'Oh, no. I see what you're trying to do. Not happening.''

Kurt turned to the right to leave but squealed when he got picked up and pushed into the backseat of Blaine's car. Damn, the strength of those arms.

Blaine closed the door and Kurt immediately tried to open them. They were closed. Blaine had closed them with his remote. He sighed and sat up.

.....

‘'Blaine, where are we going?'' Kurt asked for what it felt like a hundredth time.

‘'Relax. My father got a new apartment and I just wanted to show do a little tour for you, my friend,'' Blaine explained. ‘'I wasn't kidding that I said I had a gift. Not just literally in the car.''

They exited the car by a very luxurious apartment building. It was really amazing. They even had a huge pool, a picnic space, gardens and a hot tub.

‘'Wow.''

‘'Like it?'' Blaine asked.

‘'Mhmm,'' Kurt hummed. ‘'Is your father home?''

From one side, he really wanted him to be home. If James was home, there would be no funny business. But from the other, it would be really awkward. He hasn't really seen James more than three times. Four max. And they never really had engaged in huge conversations. He knew Blaine's father supported their relationship or at least didn't mind so he didn't really try to avoid him if he's stumble across him on the street or something. Unlike the other parent.

They didn't talk all the way to James' apartment and when Kurt stepped in, he was pretty amazed. You couldn't even compare this place to his small place. It wasn't as modern and expensive looking as their house but for an apartment, it was totally gorgeous.

‘'So...'' Kurt dragged out. ‘'What are we gonna do?''

He was so nervous it was probably very visible, taking Blaine's grin.

‘'I thought we'd just hang around,'' Blaine answered.

‘'What is that exactly?'' Kurt asked.

‘'Well...you could make us some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches while I am going to go set up the game.''

‘'What game?''

‘'You can choose; Limbo, Call Of Duty, Sims 3, Need For Speed the very old one, though, or the good old Crash Bandicoot,'' Blaine offered.

‘'You mean video games?''

‘'What did you think?''

‘'Sports...''

‘'Nah. Not into sports,'' Blaine scrunched his face.

‘'That makes two of us.''

Blaine chuckled. ‘'So which one?''

Kurt inhaled deeply. He didn't want to play a violent game nor a car game, he didn't really want to think anything logically and playing the Sims would be kind of weird since it was a very one player game. In the Bandicoot you could at least switch the controller.

‘'Bandicoot.''

Blaine nodded and went to the direction of the TV, Kurt to the kitchen.

He ended up making two sandwiches and hot chocolate for both of them.

About a half an hour passed and Kurt could admit, he had fun. They were laughing a lot and even though the game was very frustrating, Blaine always helped him when he was about to flip. He just hates the Rolling Stones level and he hated the monkeys.

He handed Blaine the remote for a level and decided to drink his hot chocolate ‘cause until now, he didn't really have the chance to drink it yet, being so busy with the game.

Blaine was sitting next to him, leaning forward quite a bit to be closer to the screen and his muscles.

Those muscles were just so hot, every little detail perfectly visible in that dark red t-shirt. And as a dork Kurt was, he missed the mug to his mouth and basically the whole thing spilled on him.

He gasped very loudly, making Blaine look over and immediately throwing the remote away.

‘'Oh my god, are you okay?'' Blaine had gotten to his knees, looking very worried, his hands wanting to touch but afraid it would hurt Kurt.

‘'Are you hurt?'' he asked.

‘'Your father's white couch...''

‘'Fuck the couch! Are you okay?''

‘'Blaine, relax. The mug's been standing there for over twenty minutes. It's not hot anymore,'' Kurt said, looking at Blaine, finding his worried face adorable. ‘'Thanks though.''

Blaine sighed, sounding very relieved. ‘'T-the bathroom's there. You can go take a shower.''

Kurt smiled and got up. While walking, he took off the drenched shirt he had on, pouting. It definitely was ruined.

.....

The bathroom was just pure elegance and Kurt felt so glamorous taking a shower there. He basically ached to take a bath there ‘cause that would probably be so amazing but definitely not an option.

His clothes were dirty and wet, and he didn't have any in the bathroom so he went, hoping Blaine would have some of his here.

As soon as he was a few feet out of the bathroom, a very naked and very hard Blaine pulled off his towel that was wrapped around his waist.

‘'B-blaine...''

Blaine tossed the towel away and fell to his knees, gripping Kurt's ass and kissing all over his thighs.

Kurt couldn't help but glide his hands into Blaine's hair and grip the curls tightly. He should've known something like this would happen. There's no way back now.

Blaine placed hot kissed all the way up from Kurt's knee to the place where his hips met his leg, Kurt slowly becoming harder and harder, gripping the hair tighter and moaning.

Blaine kissed the tip of Kurt's almost fully hard cock and leaned back, smirking as Kurt's hips jolted forward.

‘'Blaine....''

‘'Damn, Kurt...You're so damn intoxicating,'' Blaine said seductively. ‘'Do you have any idea how hard I got just seeing you take your shirt off, flexing all those lean muscles of yours? Huh?'' He kept gazing his warm breath over Kurt's cock but didn't touch it. ‘'So hot, Kurt.''

‘'Blaine.''

Blaine swiftly got up and lifted Kurt, banging him to the wall. Kurt moaned as their bodies slapped together, Blaine taking the opportunity of Kurt's open mouth to kiss him feverishly.

They kept kissing and Blaine started grinding Kurt so their cocks would rub together, providing the perfect friction. Kurt took Blaine's hand, broke their kiss and took Blaine's fingers one by one in his mouth, slicking them with his salvia.

Blaine groaned and as soon as Kurt was finished with his picky, brought the hand down to press their cocks together harder, the glide a lot better when there's at least a little bit lubrication.

‘'I love you,'' Blaine whispered and stopped.

He looked at Kurt if he heard.

And Kurt definitely heard. But he didn't want to complicate things. So he pretended to save the trouble and frustration.

‘'Why'd you stop?'' Kurt asked, panting.

Blaine sighed a little in relief and continued.

.....

After a very amazing wall sex and the second round on Blaine's bed, Kurt went into the kitchen.

He had waited for Blaine to fall asleep, he took a robe, after sleep just didn't want to come and leaned down, resting his elbows on the counter.

Blaine had said he loved him. While they were hooking up.

It wasn't right for friends with benefits. It killed Kurt.

Tina was getting married, Jeff had found a possible soul mate online, Rachel had a sooner-or-later boyfriend, Finn, who treated her amazing. Cared for her, worried about her, loved her with an obvious love Rachel hasn't noticed yet.

It felt like everyone around him were getting on with their life. Living their best. Living their dreams.

To him, it seemed like he was the only one unhappy. He knew very well that wasn't true but for some reason he just felt it.

‘'What are you doing?'' Blaine asked.

Kurt didn't even notice he was tearing up. °

He turned to Blaine. ‘'I won't do this anymore. And I'm serious.''