They had no sooner gotten through the door before Blaine had Kurt pressed against it. Blaine claimed Kurt in a passionate kiss, showing once again the depth of his love for Kurt. Kurt could feel every emotion radiating off of Blaine, and he grabbed the back of Blaine’s neck and led him over to the bed. Kurt landed on top of Blaine as they tumbled together into the middle of the bed, and Kurt used the position to his advantage. He broke the kiss and began tasting every part of Blaine’s jaw and neck that he could get to. Blaine tasted like sandalwood and sweat, and Kurt found himself more aroused.

“Kurt,” Blaine’s voice was deep. “We don’t have to do this; we can stop wherever you’re comfortable.” Blaine ran his hands up and down Kurt’s clothed back, and Kurt moaned at the lack of skin to skin contact.

“I know, Blaine, and I want to do this. I love you, and I trust you.” Kurt whispered into Blaine’s ear, making the young man groan.

“Kurt, I love you and I trust you too, but I don’t want to push you. I wa-“

“Blaine Anderson, shut up. I’m fine with this, but if you’re not then we can stop.” Kurt bit Blaine’s earlobe and ground his hips down to prove his point. Both boys gasped at the hardness they shared.

“I’m definitely fine with this.” Blaine breathed and claimed Kurt’s mouth in a voracious kiss. Blaine’s hands snuck between their chests and began to unbutton Kurt’s vest and shirt. He was having some difficulty in undressing his boyfriend, so Kurt sat up and straddled Blaine’s hips. He unbuttoned his shirts and shrugged out of them, tossing them gently onto the floor. Kurt sat for a minute watching Blaine beneath him. Blaine’s eyes were wide as he took in the sight of his porcelain boyfriend, toned but not overly muscular. His pale skin showed no sign of hair and every sign of a meticulous moisturizing routine; Blaine couldn’t help but touch. He ghosted his fingers across his boyfriends’ skin, touching only enough to cover Kurt in a layer of goose-bumps. After a second of admiration, Blaine pressed his hands into Kurt’s soft sides and ran his hands up Kurt’s chest. Kurt sucked in a breath as Blaine rubbed his thumbs repeatedly over Kurt’s nipples, and Blaine smiled. He moved his hands slowly up to trace the line of Kurt’s collarbones; Kurt caught his hands and slowly pinned them above his head.

“Keep them there for a minute.” Kurt whispered, and Blaine nodded. Kurt moved his fingers to the tie around Blaine’s neck and made short work of it. Within seconds, the tie and suspenders had joined Kurt’s shirt on the floor, and Kurt teased his fingertips up and down Blaine’s chest. His breathing slowed as he slowly unbuttoned Blaine’s shirt, finally revealing what the blazer had been hiding. His eyes moved slowly up and down Blaine’s body, drinking in the sight of the man below him. Blaine was tanned and toned; slender still with only slightly more definition than Kurt had (he supposed it was from all the football and pool parties at Dalton). Blaine’s chest was covered in a light sprinkling of hair, which faded the farther down it went, until it picked up again below his bellybutton and disappeared below his pants. Kurt held a soft breath as he leaned down and pressed several feather-light kisses leading from Blaine’s neck to his sternum.

Kurt nodded and Blaine’s hands were on him again, lightly moving, tracing, learning, and loving. Blaine’s right hand stopped on Kurt’s lower back while his left pulled Kurt down so that their bodies were almost touching. Kurt leaned down and captured Blaine’s mouth in a kiss, this one lingering and sweet. Blaine used the time to roll them over so that he was now straddling Kurt. He shrugged out of his shirt and tossed it somewhere, all the while kissing Kurt with all the passion in the world. Blaine nudged his leg in between Kurt’s and used the position to his advantage; he ground their hips together, their cocks rubbing against each other through too many layers of fabric. Kurt felt the low moan escape his swollen lips as Blaine teased kissed kisses along Kurt’s neck and behind his ear. Blaine gently sucked Kurt’s earlobe into his mouth while his hands moved deftly to the button of Kurt’s impossibly tight jeans. Kurt gasped and ran his hands up Blaine’s back, his nails digging in softly; not enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a mark. Blaine hissed and claimed Kurt’s mouth in a covetous kiss, his hands working at tugging off Kurt’s jeans.

“These are so tight,” Blaine grunted. He stood off the edge of the bed and met Kurt’s gaze. Blaine carefully unlaced Kurt’s boots, dropping them to the floor; he pulled off Kurt’s socks and admired his slender feet for a moment, before he quickly pulled Kurt’s pants off in a single fluid motion. His eyes roamed his mostly naked boyfriend laid out before him, his boxer briefs somehow looking impossibly small. “Kurt,” Blaine breathed. “Your body…is amazing. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful, so graceful, so exquisite, and so…mine.” Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt’s stomach just above the band of his boxer briefs. His eyes never left Kurt’s as Blaine traced a finger along the outline of Kurt’s erection. Kurt sighed and closed his eyes at the sensation, slowly rolling his hips up for more.

“Ohmygod Blaine.” Kurt breathed the statement heavily.

“What, Kurt? Tell me what you’re feeling; tell me what you want.” Blaine hummed from Kurt’s waist, his eyes never breaking contact.

“Feels so…like my skin is on fire…like this is so much but so little…I want…I want more, Blaine.” Kurt whispered. Blaine splayed his fingers out over Kurt’s erection, pressing his palm into his boyfriend. Blaine licked his lips at the enticing moan Kurt delivered.

“Tell me, Kurt. Tell me what you want.” Blaine’s voice dripped with lust, his eyes still shining with desire as he continued to palm his now writing boyfriend.

“Want…I want you, Blaine. Anything and everything; please Blaine.” Kurt whined. Blaine smiled and hooked his fingers under the waistband of Kurt’s underwear, pulling them slowly off and revealing more porcelain. Kurt lifted his hips slightly and Blaine wasted no time in pulling the cotton off, finally freeing Kurt’s cock. Blaine stood and took in the sight of his boyfriend, lying on his bed wearing absolutely nothing. Blaine let out a shuddering breath as his eyes moved up and down, appreciating every glorious inch. Kurt blushed and put his hands over his eyes.

“Blaine I-“

“Kurt, you look wonderful. In fact, if society weren’t so prude, I would suggest you rock this look all the time.” Blaine laughed as he leaned over Kurt, his smile breaking through as he kissed him. He felt the low laugh through Kurt’s chest as much as heard it, and Blaine took that as his signal. He slowly began to trail warm kisses down Kurt’s body, sucking on pale skin for a split second before moving on. His wicked hands mapped out Kurt’s chest, his lithe fingers tracing a soft line between Kurt’s collarbones and nipples. Before Blaine reached his intended destination, he blew gently over Kurt’s abdomen, making Kurt’s skin crawl.

Kurt thought he might pass out from need and heavy breathing when Blaine cleared his throat. Blue eyes met brown as Blaine wrapped a hand around Kurt’s cock. Blaine smiled before closing his mouth around the head of Kurt’s cock, eliciting an erotic moan from the boy. The wet heat of Blaine’s soft mouth was almost enough to make Kurt lose control. Blaine began a slow up and down motion with his head and Kurt sighed at the feeling of Blaine’s soft lips on him. Blaine moved slowly as he took in more of Kurt, and Kurt realized that he was hitting the back of Blaine’s throat. Blaine moaned around Kurt’s cock; Kurt gasped and tangled his hands into Blaine’s curls and squeezed. Blaine pulled off of Kurt long enough to run his tongue up the underside of Kurt’s cock before wrapping his swollen lips around Kurt again. He wrapped a hand around the base of Kurt’s cock and began moving his hand up and down, his wrist twisting in time with his bobbing head. Kurt writhed and moaned beneath his boyfriend, his breath shallow and hitching.

“Blaine…Blaine I’m…” Kurt stuttered. Blaine let go of Kurt’s cock altogether and slowly moved his way back up Kurt’s body. Kurt groaned at the loss of contact; he was so close and why did Blaine have to stop?

“I have more plans than just this for tonight, love.” Blaine smiled as he seemed to read Kurt’s mind. He stood off the edge of the bed and made quick work of his shoes and socks, tossing them errantly around the room. He hooked his fingers into the waist of his pants and pushed his pants and boxers off in one go. Kurt gasped softly and stared appreciatively at his now naked boyfriend standing before him. Yep, Blaine could play any sport he wanted as long as he would do it naked.

“Remember what you said about me rocking the naked look?” Kurt asked, his eyes following the trail of dark hair from Blaine’s bellybutton down to his erect cock. “Well, the same goes for you.” Kurt forced his gaze to meet Blaine’s and Blaine smiled. Gracefully Blaine climbed back onto the bed and slowly lowered himself on top of Kurt. Both boys gasped at the feeling of their skin touching in places no one had ever touched before.

“I love you, Kurt Hummel.” Blaine breathed into Kurt’s ear before claiming his lips in a soft, sensual kiss. Blaine reached into the drawer of his night stand searching for some lube while Kurt curled his fingers into Blaine’s hair.

“I love you too, Blaine Anderson.” Kurt smiled as Blaine sat up, bottle of lube and a condom in hand. Blaine blushed.

“Kurt, there actually was something I wanted to talk to you about really quick.” Blaine lowered his gaze to the items in his hand and blushed even more. “Kurt, you’ve never….done this before, have you?”

“No. You’re my first and I hope my only, Blaine.” Kurt blushed in response.

“Good and you’re my first and only as well. Since we’re both clean, then, do you…want….this?” Blaine held the condom on its own and looked at Kurt. “I’ve heard it feels more amazing without it, but we can still use it if it would make you more comfortable.” Blaine rushed.

“Blaine,” Kurt held his breath for a moment, collecting his thoughts. “Put it away. I want to feel you; all of you. Now please hurry. I need you in me.” Kurt breathed the last sentence and Blaine kissed him feverishly. Blaine threw the condom back in the drawer and smiled at Kurt.

“Kurt, lift up your hips a bit.” Blaine smiled and Kurt raised his hips slightly off the bed.

“Why?” Kurt was confused and cocked an eyebrow at Blaine. Blaine smiled and shoved a pillow under Kurt’s lifted hips. “Blaine? What is the pillow for?” Kurt watched as Blaine popped the cap on the lube and coated his first 3 fingers with it. Blaine moved his finger to Kurt’s tight hole and looked at his boyfriend with a searching expression. Kurt bit his lower lip and nodded, understanding what Blaine meant. Blaine slowly pushed his finger in making Kurt gasp. Blaine paused to let Kurt adjust to the intrusion, and when Kurt nodded, Blaine began to slowly move his finger in and out repeatedly. Kurt practically purred when Blaine added a second finger, stretching him further. It wasn’t until Blaine added a third finger that Kurt let out a broken moan. Blaine curled his fingers slightly up, rubbing a single spot harder and faster; Kurt was amazed at how glorious it felt having another person’s fingers stretching him when a shudder ran through him. Kurt cried out at the sensation.

“The reason for the pillow, Kurt, is because it makes it easier to get to your prostate…” Blaine watched as waves of lust and pleasure washed over the porcelain boy below him. “I did a bit of reading, so I hope that this is good for you; for both of us.” Blaine added a fourth finger and Kurt began rocking his hips on Blaine’s fingers, fucking himself. Kurt felt the warm familiar heat building low in his belly, the sensation somehow different.

Blaine pulled his fingers out of Kurt and grinned at the whimper the boy produced. Kurt was clutching the bed sheets and watching as Blaine slicked his cock with lube and positioned himself against Kurt’s ass. Kurt nodded before Blaine could say anything, and Blaine began to slowly push inside. Kurt drew in a sharp breath and held it as every bit of him stretched around Blaine; he could hear Blaine panting as he slid in to the hilt.

“K-Kurt…you…you’re so….tight…Ohmygod.” Blaine stuttered and gasped as he held still for a moment, letting Kurt adjust to the full width of him. After what felt like forever, Kurt let out his breath and squeezed Blaine’s bicep.

“Move…Blaine…please.” Kurt whimpered. Blaine began to slowly pull out, only to push slowly back in. Kurt winced at first, but the more Blaine moved, the more Kurt was comfortable. Kurt lifted and rolled his hips in time with Blaine’s thrusts, allowing him deeper inside Kurt. Blaine quickened his pace and every thrust was stroking Kurt’s prostate, and Kurt was panting and moaning Blaine’s name, sweat began running down their faces, and the only sounds in the room were the slapping of flesh against flesh and ragged breathing as Blaine pumped into Kurt. Blaine supported himself over Kurt with his left arm, his right hand wrapping around Kurt’s swollen cock. Blaine’s hand moved in time with his pounding hips, pushing Kurt closer to the edge with every passing second.

“Kurt…I’m close…” Blaine rushed.

“So…am…Oh god Blaine….so close…” Kurt could feel the heat building more intense than ever before low in his belly, and he dug his prim nails into Blaine’s shoulders and pulled down slightly, scratching Blaine. Blaine hissed in Kurt’s ear at the sensation and growled the low command into Kurt’s ear.

“Now, Kurt.”

“Oh fuck!” Kurt cried as he came all over his stomach and Blaine’s hand. Blaine continued to stroke Kurt through his orgasm, and Kurt’s body tightened as he came. A few thrusts later Blaine cried out as he came as well and Kurt could feel the warmth of Blaine’s come filling him. Blaine fell on top of Kurt, pressing their sweaty bodies together. They lay together breathing heavily the scent of the other, neither saying anything for a long minute. Blaine groaned as he slowly pulled out of Kurt, and Kurt wined at the empty feeling which followed.

Kurt forgot to feel empty when Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt’s swollen lips and pulled him in to a tight embrace, locking their sweat and come covered bodies together. They continued to kiss as they came down from their orgasms, holding tightly to the other.

“Kurt….a-are you…okay?” Blaine asked nervously a few minutes later. He trailed soft kisses along Kurt’s jaw line, and Kurt hummed.

“I feel…wonderful, Blaine. I’m sure in a little while I will feel differently, but that was…” mind blowing? Perfect? Epic? Kurt thought. “Amazing. If it was that good this time, imagine how good it’s going to be a few years down the line when we both can last more than 15 minutes.” Kurt laughed softly as he wound their legs together and tucked his chin into Blaine’s shoulder. Kurt took in a deep breath and smiled as he smelled Blaine: sandalwood, sweat, and sex.

They lay together for a few minutes, wrapped in each other’s warmth and breathing lightly. They could hear rain pouring outside.

“Huh. I guess that storm the weatherman mentioned is here.” Blaine laughed as he rolled gently out of Kurt’s arms, reaching into his night stand for a baby wipe. He pushed Kurt onto his back and began to rub the cold cloth over Kurt’s sticky belly. Kurt watched as Blaine did this, noticing every gentle curve and hard line of his boyfriends’ body. Blaine traced a finger lightly at the curve of Kurt’s hip and placed a kiss there. When he was finished cleaning Kurt off, Blaine sat on the edge of the bed to clean himself. Kurt rolled onto his side and propped himself on an elbow; that’s when he noticed the scratches.

“Blaine?”

“Yeah babe?” Blaine threw the baby wipes away and stretched his arms.

“Did I…hurt you, when I scratched you?” Kurt looked down at the sheets, avoiding Blaine’s gaze. Kurt was just thinking that he ought to trim his nails when he felt Blaine cup his chin and force his gaze.

“Actually, Kurt. That was exceedingly hot. I never would have guessed that would be a turn-on for me.” Blaine kissed Kurt as he lay down beside him.

“So, I know it’s still early, but should we go out to dinner with Finn and Rachel tomorrow? It would make my curfew later.” Kurt grinned suggestively at Blaine who winked back.

“Of course, but Kurt?”

“Yes babe?”

“The night is only just beginning.” Blaine kissed Kurt with passion and snaked a hand down to trace a finger up Kurt’s cock.

“Yes it is.” Kurt laughed as he rolled Blaine over onto his back. “But this time, it’s my turn to be in you.” Blaine groaned and Kurt smiled.

This was definitely the most perfect night of Kurt’s life.
~End~