Kurt and Blaine strolled hand in hand through the trees. They were in Westerville at a park they had discovered shortly after they began dating at Dalton Academy. It brought out their romantic sides to come back to these tall oak trees and snuggle in the semi privacy the large trunks provided. Even though they both attended McKinley now, they still made the occasional trip out here to be alone and enjoy each other.

"Come here, you," Blaine said, tugging Kurt behind a large oak tree.

Kurt smiled and followed him. Blaine leaned against the trunk and drew the slim young man against him.

"I love holding you," he said, stroking his hand down Kurt's smooth cheek.

"Well that is convenient because I love being held by you," Kurt said softly, leaning into him until only their clothes separated them. He stared into Blaine's deep amber eyes and tilted his head.

Their lips met in a sweet kiss, moving softly against each other in a rhythm that was familiar and full of love. Blaine's arms tightened and Kurt moaned quietly. Blaine took advantage of the tiny sound and slid his tongue against Kurt's lower lip before plunging into his mouth.

Kurt moaned louder as he gripped Blaine's broad shoulders for all he was worth. Blaine knew how to kiss a little too well. They had kept their relationship from the waist up, but at times like this, as Blaine's tongue moved against his own, sucking gently and exploring his mouth, all Kurt could think of was a bed and what it might feel like to have Blaine's muscular body against his own. With nothing between them. Kurt moved his hands up to Blaine's face and angled his head to penetrate Blaine's mouth with a swirl of his tongue. Blaine was the one to moan this time, almost in surprise. Kurt was the more hesitant of the two when it came to physical love. Lately, though, he had begun making small moves toward increasing their intimacy. Kurt couldn't seem to help himself. He brushed Blaine's neck with his hands, then pulled against his shoulders until Blaine moved, switching positions, putting Kurt up against the trunk of the tree.

Blaine pulled back for a moment, staring into Kurt's face, seeing the passionate flush on his fair skin and his glazed eyes. He made a sound, something deep and guttural before grabbing Kurt's trim waist in his hands, relishing the feel of his boyfriend. Needing more, he slowly moved his hands lower, giving Kurt time to stop him, as he explored the fit of his boyfriend's jeans.

Kurt felt Blaine's hands reach behind him and slowly massage him through his back pockets. His body responded quickly and painfully. He sucked in a gasping breath before sinking into the kiss once more, taking in every nuance of feeling they were invoking. He was new to lust and passion, but he was pretty sure he could get used to it. As tightly as they were clasped together, he knew Blaine was experiencing the same feelings he was. The feel of Blaine's aroused body pressed against his own had shocked him the first time he felt it. Now it only served to torture them both in the most delicious ways.

Blaine suddenly pulled his hands away and leaned away from the kiss, his breath coming fast and shakily.

"God, Kurt, what are you doing to me?" he panted.

Kurt rested his head against the tree, taking in deep breaths. "The same thing you are doing to me."

Blaine laughed. "Undoubtedly," he said, with a shift of his hips. They both moaned and knew they had to separate. Blaine stood next to him against the tree, taking his hand.

They stood there for several minutes, trying to gain control over their bodies. Blaine's phone interrupted the peaceful silence and he dug it out of his coat pocket and read the incoming text.

"Who is it," Kurt asked, his eyes closed.

"Sebastian, he wants to know when we can get together for coffee again," Blaine said, typing into the phone.

Kurt opened his eyes, his body going cold quickly. "Sebastian."

Blaine took in his boyfriend's icy expression. "Kurt, come on. When are you going to make an attempt to like Sebastian? He is my friend. You would like him if you gave him half a chance. He has led the most amazing life. He's lived in France and Italy. He's been all over the United States and experienced a lot more than a couple of Ohio boys," he said with a smile.

Looking at him, Kurt stepped away from the tree. "I can't be someone's friend when they are trying to steal my boyfriend away."

Blaine shook his head and put his phone away. "He is not trying to steal me away. He's lonely. Do you know he lives alone? His parents are always 'away on business'," he said, making air quotes. "They don't even care enough to be around for him."

"Or they aren't around because they can't stand him either," Kurt offered, walking away from the tree back towards the parking lot. The romantic feelings had died quickly thanks to this old topic. "Blaine, I can't believe how blind you are to this guy. He flirts with you every time he is near you. He is rude to me, insulting my clothes or talking about McKinley like it's a disease he might catch. He doesn't want to be friends with me anymore than I want to be. I could never trust him enough. He is just waiting for me to leave the picture so he can have you."

Blaine walked next to him, his head down. "I don't believe that. He is just hard to get to know. He's had to be tough in his life. He hasn't had anyone to confide in in a long time. The last time he let himself trust someone, they betrayed him."

"I bet it was the other way around," Kurt replied.

Blaine grabbed his arm and made him stop and turn towards him. "No. That is not how it was," he said angrily. "He fell in love with this guy, his first relationship since coming out. It took a while for this guy to get Sebastian to go out with him, much less fall in love. He finally had someone to talk to, someone to depend on. About six months into their relationship, he walks in on his boyfriend making out with some other guy at a party. He was devastated, Kurt. He was crying when he told me this story. So don't try to vilify someone who just needs some extra understanding. We've all been in a place where we needed someone to talk to. You were," he said almost accusingly.

Kurt didn't need to be reminded of those dark days when Karofsky was making his life hell. He refused to believe Sebastian was dealing with anything like that. Sebastian was a conniving, manipulating asshole but Blaine just couldn't see it.

"Yes, I was. Of course, I was receiving death threats and not simply dealing with a philandering moron," he pointed out. "But God knows, they are definitely on equal footing." He quickly walked away from Blaine, furious. It was a strange feeling. He could count on two fingers the times he had been angry with his boyfriend and this was the second time. But he was angry, there was no doubt.

"Kurt," Blaine said, jogging to keep up with Kurt's longer legs. "Kurt!"

"What?" Kurt asked, coming to a stop again and turning toward him.

"I don't want to fight with you. Can't you just trust that I know Sebastian and I know he is a good person? Do you trust me?" he asked.

"I don't trust him," Kurt said.

"No, I asked if you trusted me?" Blaine insisted.

"Yes, I trust you, but I don't..."

"If you trust me, than you trust my judgment. I love you, Kurt. Nobody is going to threaten that or change it," he said.

Kurt averted his eyes in response and Blaine reached out to take his chin in his hand, staring into his gray green eyes. "Kurt. I love you. Do you trust that?"

"Yes..."

Blaine cut in again before he could add anything else. "Then that is all we need to concern ourselves with. You trust me, you trust our love. You shouldn't be worrying about anything else. Okay?"

Kurt stared at him for a long moment. He would never trust Sebastian. But he did trust Blaine. He sighed. "Okay."

Blaine gave him a blinding smile and Kurt couldn't help smiling back. Blaine was never one to stay upset for long.

"Now come here," Blaine said and pulled the young man into his arms. They hugged for a long moment.

"Let's go home," Blaine said cheerfully. "Maybe we can meet Finn and Rachel for dinner somewhere."

Kurt nodded and as they turned toward the car, his smile died abruptly. Blaine didn't notice, happily chattering about a new song he wanted to try out on the New Directions. Sebastian made Kurt's stomach turn and that would never change. But he could trust Blaine and that would have to be enough.