Blaine sighed but still smiled politely. He had just technically agreed to not touch, grope or dry-hump Kurt within the confines of the Hummel-Hudson household, and definitely no more making out. “Burt” His smile weakening as his face began to ache from the (hopefully) reassuring look of ‘No sir I promise I will never lay a hand on Kurt again without your permission’ but it had probably come out looking like ‘I’m just gonna agree with you then go fuck Kurt senseless in the car on your driveway’

“Okay, we’re done here. Don’t forget what I have said though, that goes for you too Kurt” Burt turns serious, looking at Kurt.

“Um, yeah dad, okay. We’re gonna leave now.”
“Yeah okay, be home by 12 please Kurt” Burt walked into the kitchen, waving his hand at them as they walked towards the front door.

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“Blaine, where are we going? I thought we were going out to a restaurant?”
“We are” he smiled, taking Kurt’s hand in his free one as he steered with the other, slowly winding down the road in the dark.
“Well I’ve never been this way towards a restaurant before, I didn’t even know there were any around here, actually- where the hell are we?”
“Stop asking so many questions and just relax,” Blaine stroked his thumb across the back of Kurt’s hand, and Kurt settled back into his chair, Blaine knew exactly how to calm him down. “We’ll be there soon”

Sure enough, they arrived shortly at Blaine’s house.
“Um-Blaine?”
Blaine just grinned, stepping out of the car and running around the front to Kurt’s door to open it for him, taking his hand and pulling him out. Kurt decided to remain with his eyebrow raised at him as Blaine pulled him to his front porch.
“Blai-”
“Shh” Blaine whispered into his ear as he placed both of his hands over Kurt’s eyes.
“Blaine what the hell is going on?!”
“Stop asking questions, just trust me”
Kurt remained silent and felt himself behind guided through Blaine’s hallway, through his living room and into the dining room. He was lucky that he had been in Blaine’s house so many times he has things memorised, making it easier to remember where things were so he didn’t trip over them.

Suddenly Blaine pulled his hands away and rested them on Kurt’s waist, hooking his chin onto the taller boy’s shoulder. “Okay, open”

Kurt opened his eyes to a dimly lit room, the table was set with two plates opposite each other, and two red candles sat in the middle of the table. There was a candle on almost every surface, there sat a wine cooler and the smell of tomatoes drifting through from the kitchen, Kurt’s favourite pasta, he soon realised. Blaine had worked hard on getting only vanilla smelling candles because he remembered how Kurt had talked before about how the smell of them relaxes him and makes him feel more comfortable. Kurt glances over at the shelves that are on the wall, where they once contained pictures in frames from various family holidays, there now sat pictures of Kurt and Blaine. One of them at Dalton, in their dorm on Kurt’s first day, Blaine had his arm around Kurt’s shoulder, Kurt’s around his waist in a friendly pose; Kurt smiled timidly as Blaine smiled a big cheesy grin into the camera whilst Wes snapped the picture. Another picture was a picture of them together before prom, cheeks pressed together smiling and then another one the same size with Blaine pressing a kiss to Kurt’s blushing cheek. Red and white seemed to be the theme; it was as if Blaine had re-decorated the whole house just to make it romantic for Kurt.

“B-Blaine, you didn’t have to do all this!”
“I wanted to” he kisses Kurt’s neck, taking his hand and pulling a chair out for him at the table for him to sit down at, enjoying how awestruck the look on his boyfriend’s face was.
“H-how did you- Your parents?”
“Are in Miami for four days” Blaine half-smiled, Kurt knew how little Blaine’s parents seemed to care about him sometimes.
“But-Blaine! This is-”
“Shh- I wanted to. Just enjoy it, okay?” He went into the kitchen leaving Kurt awestruck in his seat, and returned with two glasses in one hand, pulling his chair out and settling down into it grinning widely at his boyfriend.

A few hours later-Plates and bowls were stacked in the sink, wine abandoned and two boys were strewn across the sofa watching a film.

“Blaine?” Kurt looked up at Blaine who had his eyes on the screen, absent-mindedly pressing kisses to Kurt’s neck and the hair on the top of his head.
“Yeah?”
“What was all of this for?”
Blaine’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked down at his boyfriend “I just wanted a special romantic night with my boyfriend, we don’t get to spend much time alone without at least one person around so I thought...” he shrugged, trying to understand why Kurt’s face was so hesitant. “W-why? What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, no tonight’s been perfect!-Well, almost perfect” Kurt inwardly sighs to himself.

“What more do you want baby?”

Blaine questions, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow at Kurt who is gazing full force at Blaine’s lips.

“What more can you give me?” Kurt leans up to whisper in his ear in a silky seductive tone, sending shivers down Blaine’s spine as he tilts his head and meets his lips with his boyfriend’s needily. The movie seems to be forgotten as they find themselves intertwined on the sofa.

Both the boys break away for air after a while, and when Blaine can feel himself getting hard embarrassingly quickly he blurts out, “K-Kurt, if you don’t want this going too far I think we should stop now”

Kurt just groaned “Shut up” and fisted Blaine’s red polo shirt, pulling him back to their kiss. Blaine moaned, loving the new sense of control that was pulsing through his boyfriend, he felt himself getting harder in his jeans. Kurt groaned back at him, clawing at Blaine’s shirt and grasping his hips, seeking the friction the both needed. They pulled away gasping for air and Kurt sucked Blaine’s earlobe into his mouth, biting and hissing as Blaine groaned when his hips snapped forward to meet Kurt’s uncontrollably.

“S-shit Kurt”
“Mmm I love it when you curse” Kurt grinded his hips up to rub their erections together through the material, making Blaine writhe above him.
“a-agh, fuck! Kurt, I hate to be a kill joy but-”
“Don’t you dare pull away now Blaine” he growled, kissing Blaine more forcefully.
“No! No I wasn’t going to, I was just-it’s-can we move this somewhere else? I’m kinda falling off the couch” Blaine smiled sheepishly and stood to hold a hand out to him.

Both of the boys’ erections became blatantly obvious as soon as they were stood up, both of their faces were flushed pink with embarrassment as they made their way to Blaine’s bedroom.
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“Blaine!” Kurt gasped when he felt Blaine’s lips trail lower down to the waistband of his boxers.
He began to lick along and underneath the waistband and press kisses to his hipbones.

“Kurt, are you ready for more?” Blaine asked nervously, lifting his head to look into his boyfriend’s eyes. Kurt bit his lip anxiously and nodded.

“Yeah-but-n-not all the way” He stuttered “yet”

Blaine’s face broke out in a grin, and he leaned up to press a kiss to Kurt’s soft lips, which quickly turned into a passionate one..

Kurt reached down with shaky fingers to Blaine’s shirt, pulling it over his head and then doing the same to his, Blaine stood and fumbled with his belt, sliding his jeans down his legs and onto his bedroom floor, and then returning to Kurt on his bed, lying down next to him.

“Are you sure Kurt?”

“Positive”

“Okay, just let me know if you need me to stop”

Kurt nodded and then brought his lips to Blaine’s instantly, the touch of skin as their chest’s met and their bodies grinded against each other felt like fire, it felt like burning. Kurt swallowed back his nervousness, trailing his finger down past Blaine’s perfectly toned abs and down to the waistband of his boxers. He hesitated and lifted his eyes to see Blaine’s burning lust-filled hazel ones staring back at him, jaw hanging open, and fuck-he looks sexy Kurt thought to himself, and before he could stop his movements he was palming Blaine’s cock through the thin material.

Blaine choked with pleasure and gasped out Kurt’s name, along with a few ‘Oh my god’s and ‘don’t stop’s.

Blaine lunged forward; he was tired of sitting and being turned into putty in his boyfriend’s hands from just one touch. He pressed his now less clothed erection against Kurt’s and realised the reason he was whining was because he was still confined in his jeans- that needs to be sorted Blaine thought, and reached hastily to remove the skinny jeans with much struggle.

“Fuck how the hell do you get these off?” Blaine whined but Kurt reached down impatiently to undo them himself and slide them off.

The two boys lay on Blaine’s bed, mouths hanging open, breathing heavily, just staring at each other.

“Hi” Kurt breathed, smiling as Blaine reached out to place a hand on his cheek.

“Hi”

They wasted no time- lunging forward to crash their lips together again, grinding against each other even more now they were less confined and clothed, moans erupting and filling the room as Blaine began to grind harder and faster into his boyfriend.

“Blaine! I’m not gonna last”
Kurt was close, writhing underneath Blaine and biting into his neck.

Blaine pulled away immediately, only to bring his hands back to Kurt’s boxers, looking up to him quickly with dark eyes and then pulling them down. Blaine slid down his body.

“Fuck Kurt, you’re beautiful” Blaine gasped, his face was about 3 inches away from his boyfriend’s cock and this was a little awkward, until he brought his lips down...kissing the head and licking experimentally on the underside, making Kurt moan.

“Oh my god! Blaine!-Nghh”

Blaine took Kurt’s dick in his mouth, swirling his tongue and hollowing out his cheeks to suck harder, his hand wrapped around the base, his thumb stroking soothing patterns into Kurt’s cock.

“Blaine-Blaine! I’m agh, I’m close”

“Let go baby” Blaine bring his head up to grunt out, before going back to eagerly sucking on his boyfriends cock.
Blaine slid his hand up Kurt’s chest and back down, making him shiver, looking into his eyes with a dark and naughty look and that was it, he was gone. Coming hard down Blaine’s throat who swallowed eagerly, not really sure of what he was doing but he was just lost in the moment.

Blaine continued licking and caressing until Kurt became too soft and sensitive in his mouth, and slid off of him.

“That was...wow, just-wow Blaine” Blaine laughed and moved up the bed to lie down next to Kurt and snuggle up to him. “Wait wait,” Kurt looked down at Blaine’s throbbing bulge in his boxers, feeling guilty immediately “you’re still-”
“It’s fine” Blaine said sleepily, just wanting to cuddle his boyfriend-Kurt realised that he was a post-orgasm sleeper, even if he didn’t have an orgasm. However Kurt ignored him and his hand shot forward to reach into his boyfriend’s boxers, and fitting his hand around Blaine’s throbbing length.

“K-Kurt! I-I’m- you don’t-nnngh-you don’t have to”

“Blaine” he growled, pushing him back further into the bed. “Will you stop going by the rules and live a little dangerously for once?” he complained into his ear, and started moving his hand and twisting his wrist skilfully-Kurt had never had the pleasure of tossing someone other than himself off, but Blaine was usually involved in his thoughts whilst he was doing so.

After a minute of whining, moaning, passionate kisses and heavy breathing, Blaine’s body tensed-and Kurt could tell he was close. Their eyes met briefly, both dark and filled with lust and want, both boys realising that this has taken way too long...all this sexual frustration and want, dirty thoughts and mini daydreams about each other when one of them is shirtless for just so much as 6 seconds. Realisation hit and all of the hormones that had been driving them insane over the past month and a half seized and exploded as Blaine orgasmed, spilling over Kurt’s hand as they both moaned and kissed through the thrills that were running through both of their bodies.

Blaine ran into his on-suite bathroom to get the washcloth, wiping himself down and throwing it to Kurt for him to wipe the evidence from his hand. They stole a quick awkward glance at each other and then lay down next to one another, absorbing the new and exciting vibe that hung in the air.

“Blaine?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we do that more often?”

Blaine scoffed, turning on his side. “We can do that whenever the hell you want”

Kurt just smiled, putting his arms behind his head and glancing at the clock on the wall, they still had 45 minutes left to bask in the glory of their amazingly perfect night. They had both reached a milestone together tonight, and there was no going back now.