"I kind need you to show me where to go. I've never been here before," Blaine said, smiling that stupid, gorgeous smile.

"O-okay, hold on." Kurt grabbed his satchel from the back seat, got out and locked the doors. "This way," he said, leading Blaine toward the large, 4 story building.

"Which floor do you live on?" Blaine asked, making light conversation. He seemed a million times calmer than Kurt felt at the moment and he didn't understand why. Oh yeah, because Blaine didn't come here with any ulterior motives and wasn't currently trying to hide the cause of his ever tightening pants with his satchel.

"Ground floor," Kurt said a bit harsher than he meant to. Damn it.

"Oh," was all Blaine said. He wondered if he did anything wrong but quickly distracted himself with the notion that they were currently walking to Kurt's room. Where he lived. And slept. In a bed. They were going to be in a room with a bed. Blaine seriously hoped that Kurt had a roommate.

"I don't have a roommate, in case you were worried about privacy. I know you said all that stuff about not going to your house because your parents would be there, so this sort of...works out," Kurt said as nonchalantly as he possibly could.

Fuck.

"Well that's...just perfect," Blaine said. Kurt didn't say anything and they continued walking down the hall in strained silence. "It must be nice to not have to share a room with someone," Blaine said after a few moments, when he was able to hide the slight tremor of nervousness in his voice. How did he get himself in this situation?

"Well I've only had to share a room with one other person in my life and still, that was only for about a year. So it's pretty nice," Kurt said as he unlocked the door. Kurt walked into the room and dropped his satchel next to the door. Blaine followed after him and looked around at the small space. It was a nice sized room for one person. There was a tall white dresser in the corner, against the wall opposite the door. A small, twin sized bed was tucked into the corner covered in a light bluish-gray bedspread. There was a small couch, a desk and a door that seemed to lead to, what Blaine guessed, a small bathroom.

"You have your own bathroom, too? How'd you get that lucky?" Blaine asked lightly, hoping his nerves would calm once they started talking.

"I have no idea. There was a mix up when they were assigning students to rooms and I ended up in a two-bedroom with two other people. So I went to complain about it and they moved me here. I thought someone else would move in eventually but no one has yet and it's the middle of the semester. I'm hoping it stays that way," Kurt said as he took off his coat.

Blaine had to hold back a groan when he saw Kurt's outfit. Sure, he had already seen him earlier but Kurt had been wrapped up in a bulky, but fabulous, black pea coat, but now...wow. He was wearing a lavender shirt, that hugged his chest and shoulders perfectly, and the tightest black skinny jeans he had ever seen on a person. It was glorious. The pants defined his toned thighs and the curve of his ass amazingly. Blaine turned away from Kurt for a moment because he needed to remind himself how to breathe.

Blaine turned back around when he heard Kurt mutter something about 'freshening up for a minute' and escaping to the small, en suite bathroom. The moment the door closed, Blaine let out a huff of air he hadn't realized he'd been holding and sat down on the bed. Wait, he should probably sit on the couch. Okay, so now he sat on the couch wondering what the hell he was even doing here. He's never done anything like this before. He knows nothing about Kurt except for the fact that he's gay and Blaine totally embarrassed himself in front of him. Kurt could be a serial killer for all he knew. He just shouldn't be here. Blaine decided to leave while Kurt was still in the bathroom so as to avoid embarrassing himself further. And it wasn't like he would be breaking Kurt's heart. He's a beautiful guy and Blaine was sure that he could take his pick of any of the hot college guys he wants. Wow, that idea shouldn't offend him as much as it does. Blaine sighs and just as he's about to turn the door knob to leave, Kurt walks out and the butterflies return and the blush creeps back up his neck. When did it get so hot in here?

Kurt didn't seem to notice that Blaine was making to leave and headed straight for his mini-fridge. "So I don't entertain often, but I have some Diet Coke in here, if you want," Kurt said, crouched down in front of the mini-fridge and searching for anything else he could offer Blaine. He grabbed two cans of soda and closed the fridge. As he turned to face Blaine, he was surprised to find Blaine very much in his personal space, but was utterly shocked when Blaine placed his hands on his face and pulled him in for a kiss.

I-I'm sorry...I just - I don't know why I did that. I just wanted to get that out of the way,I guess. I shouldn't have -" Blaine began to say but was cut off by Kurt pressing his lips insistently back on Blaine's. Kurt let the cans drop out of his hands and threw his arms around Blaine's neck, pulling him closer. Blaine let out a small squeak of surprise and started kissing back as soon as his brain began working again.

The kisses were hard and crushing and there was too much teeth but neither of the boys had ever felt anything like they were feeling right now. That hot desire to touch and taste and take. Blaine backed Kurt up against the desk and moaned as both of their growing bulges rubbed against the other. Kurt took advantage of this moment by sticking his tongue in Blaine's mouth and licking inside, sliding his tongue along the back of Blaine's teeth. Blaine started pushing his own tongue against Kurt's and eventually Kurt accepted both of them into his mouth. Kurt moaned at the wet heat of Blaine's tongue in his mouth. Then Blaine pulled away for a second and Kurt whined at the loss of warmth Blaine's mouth provided.

"Wha -"

"Bed. We should...bed," Blaine said, blushing even more.

"Oh, right," Kurt choked out.

Blaine's hands were suddenly guiding Kurt's hips to the bed until the back of his knees hit the bed and Blaine pushed him down. Blaine crawled on top of Kurt and held himself up over Kurt. He was just staring, admiring Kurt's perfect face. Really, that was the only word Blaine could associate with the flawless man below him. His beautiful skin, pert nose, adorably rounded cheeks that were tinted pink with excitement and arousal, his lips completely red and kiss swollen and not hiding anything Kurt used them for in the past 10 minutes. And his eyes - oh, his eyes. The perfect combination of blue, green and gray were now almost blackened by lust blown pupils. Blaine didn't think Kurt's eyes could get anymore beautiful but that was before he saw this. He could sense Kurt becoming a bit uncomfortable under the scrutiny of Blaine's gaze and squirmed beneath him. He opened his mouth to ask Blaine why he was just staring but couldn't get a word out before Blaine's mouth was back on his. Blaine lowered himself onto his elbows and licked into Kurt's mouth. Kurt was now moaning out loud, either unaware or not caring about how loud he was being. Blaine pulled back and went straight for Kurt's neck, sucking and biting and licking every inch of skin there. Kurt stretched his neck out to offer more skin to the other boy and Blaine practically growled as he latched his lips onto a spot right below Kurt's ear.

"F-fuck," Kurt stuttered out as Blaine kept sucking on that sweet spot. Kurt was practically shaking at the contact and Blaine smirked against his neck, loving the reactions he was getting out of Kurt. Kurt sucked in a harsh breath when he felt Blaine quickly nip at the spot and then sooth it with his tongue. The sound sent a jolt of heat straight to Blaine's cock and he realized that if he didn't get Kurt naked right now, he just might die.

Blaine began unbuttoning Kurt's shirt, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses as he revealed inch by glorious inch of Kurt's perfectly toned chest. When he reached his stomach, lightly sprinkled with soft, brown hair that led into his pants, Blaine ran his fingers down the trail and made to unbutton Kurt's pants when Kurt stopped him. "Your turn," Kurt whispered in a husky voice that made Blaine groan.

Kurt sat up and pulled Blaine up with him. Kurt kissed him as he started unbuttoning Blaine's shirt. Blaine pushed Kurt's oped shirt off his shoulders and trailed his hands down Kurt's arms until it was completely off. Kurt tossed his shirt on the small couch as carefully as he could and returned to removing Blaine's. When Kurt finished with each agonizing button, Blaine shucked off his blazer and white button up all in one go and tossed it on the ground. They pulled apart, breathing heavily and staring at one another's bare chests. Each of them could only think of how beautiful the other was. Kurt was blown away buy the broadness of Blaine's shoulders and his strong, tanned chest. Kurt had never found chest hair particularly attractive but at this moment, he couldn't think of anything more beautiful. Blaine's chest, slightly covered in hair that led down to his belly button in a trial of hair that became thicker as it disappeared into Blaine's pants. Suddenly, the overwhelming heat came rushing back and they launched at each other, falling back onto the bed. "Take off your pants," Kurt mumbled against Blaine's mouth, already working on his own zipper. Blaine made quick work of removing his gray slacks and black boxer briefs. He surprised himself with how okay he was with being naked in front of Kurt. All he wants it to feel Kurt's hot skin against his own and he is not going to have any shame about that.

Kurt was in the process of pulling of his skin tight jeans while Blaine finished undressing so he was still in his own underwear when he looked up at Blaine lying there completely naked, his cock hard and flushed against his stomach. Kurt's eyes trailed along the veins on his shaft, some thicker than others, and loved how it pulsed with Blaine's every breath. Kurt could make out the shiny slickness of precome at the head and resisted the urge to bend down and taste it.

The moment of shamelessness Blaine had was over when he realized that Kurt was just staring at his bare naked body. Now it was Blaine's turn to squirm under Kurt's gaze. Kurt let out a low groan as he ripped off his underwear and reached out for Blaine's cock. Blaine sucked in a breath as Kurt gripped the base of his cock, slowly dragging his hand up the shaft and swirling precome with his thumb as he reached the head.