Three weeks passed and Blaine was definitely feeling so much better. He hadn’t felt this close to Kurt in such a long time. He’d really missed the mornings where he could wake up, snuggle further into Kurt’s arms and feel kisses being pressed softly to his neck. They’d both been trying to help Blaine be more comfortable with being intimate again, it was something he missed and been trying to get Kurt to try with him again, but Kurt insisted he wasn’t going to push. He was going to wait until Blaine was comfortable, and that was what Kurt had made him agree on. He wasn’t going to ruin this; he wasn’t going to make Blaine feel wasted and unwanted. Being intimate was something that meant something to the both of them; they’d been each other’s firsts in everything. It was never going to be rushed or forced or anything it shouldn’t be – and Kurt didn’t want that to change.

Blaine had his arms wrapped around Kurt, who was sat inbetween his outstretched legs. They sat in content silence, Kurt’s fingertips running along Blaine’s arms draped tightly around him.

“Kurt,” Blaine mumbled into Kurt’s hair.

“Yes?” Kurt replied, tipping is head backwards a little bit.

“I love you” he muttered again, pressing a kiss into Kurt’s hair.

“I love you too” Kurt replied, squeezing himself tighter into Blaine’s body.

Blaine hummed in happiness and began running his fingertips up and down Kurt’s torso. Kurt sighed and let his hands drop to Blaine’s legs, holding his calves and tipping his head to the side to nuzzle into Blaine’s neck.

Kurt sighed again as Blaine’s fingertips ran slightly lower, pulling his shirt up a tiny bit to run warm fingertips along the stretch of revealed skin above his waistband.

“Blaine...” Kurt warned.

“Shhh” he replied, kissing his boyfriend’s hair again. "Please”

Kurt didn’t reply he simply began moving his hands up and down Blaine’s calves, showing Blaine that he was relaxed.

Blaine smiled and kissed his head once more. Kurt kissed his neck, sucking gently when he felt Blaine’s hand slip under the elastic band, into his underwear. He was already half hard – having his boyfriend run his fingers along his waistband after months of nothing just did things to Kurt – and when Blaine wrapped his warm hand around Kurt’s erection, he sucked in a harsh breath and then began sucking harder and nipping at Blaine’s neck. Blaine’s hand pumped steadily and shakily, Kurt pulled back from his neck and whispered to him.

“You-You don’t have-fuck-you don’t have to Blaine.”

Blaine shook his head and tightened his hand on Kurt’s dick, pumping harder, faster and surer. Kurt moaned loudly and turned back to suck harsh bruises onto Blaine’s collarbone, knowing how much neck’s drove Blaine wild.
Blaine’s hand pumped heavily onto Kurt’s dick, his own cock hardening at the sight of the boy writhing and gasping in front of him.

Kurt’s hand moved from his leg to tightly hold the other side of Blaine’s neck whilst Kurt’s hips thrust up into Blaine’s hand. Blaine removed his hand from Kurt’s erection and quickly encouraged Kurt to lift his hips as he pushed Kurt’s underwear down. Not wearing pants in bed was definitely something they should keep. Within an instant, Blaine’s hand was back on Kurt’s dick but he wrapped his palm around lightly, and whispered huskily into Kurt’s ear.

“Fuck my hand”

Kurt groaned and thrust up immediately, reeling in the way that Blaine’s hand tightened around him on each movement. He panted breathlessly, Blaine gripped a firmer hold on his erection and palmed rapidly, making Kurt through his head back and moan. Blaine’s nibbled on his boyfriend’s earlobe and whispered into his ear between bites and licks.

“Come on baby”

“Ngh-h-Bla-nuhh”

Blaine chuckled, the hot air running right over to cold area where Blaine had licked and sucked below Kurt’s ear.
It made Kurt shiver. Blaine made his strokes shorter, faster, harder and tighter, giving everything he’d been waiting to give to him for months. Kurt moaned over and over, stomach coiling with a hot tight strained feeling that sent waves of pleasure through every single nerve ending in his body, making him shake with bliss. He came over Blaine’s fist and his own stomach, breath coming down briskly as Blaine continued to slowly stroke him as he came down from his high.

Kurt leant his head and kissed his Blaine’s neck.

“Are you okay?” Kurt breathed into the crook of his neck, pressing small kisses.

“Yeah, are you?”

Kurt breathed out a laugh. “Oh, yeah. I’m fantastic.” He reached over for the spare blanket they sometimes had on their bed, and wiped himself and Blaine’s hand clean, tucking himself back into his underwear before twisting around onto his knees so he was facing Blaine.

“Hmm?” Blaine grinned.

“Mmm.” Kurt agreed, leaning forward and kissing him, bringing his hand to cup Blaine’s neck. Blaine leant into the kiss, his hand running lightly down Kurt’s arm, humming softly into the kiss. Kurt brought his hand down to Blaine’s waist, never once breaking the kiss as both of his hands carefully pulled Blaine’s underwear down, moving to Blaine’s side so he could remove them completely before sitting back inbetween his naked boyfriend’s legs. Blaine sucked in a sharp breath when Kurt’s fingers were suddenly teasingly tracing down his stomach, slightly off-centre, just so that when they reached his hips they dipped down by his leg.

“Kurt-” He whined.

Kurt leant forward, pressing their lips together and then pulling back so their lips were only just touching. Blaine felt Kurt’s finger brush up against his entrance, making him tense a little.

“Is this-is okay? Is this okay?” Kurt asked breathlessly.

Blaine burrowed his eyebrows and shut his eyes for a second and Kurt brought his hand up to cup his cheek.

“Look at me baby, it’s me...” Blaine opened his eyes slowly and his face softened immediately at the look on Kurt’s face. He looked so...calm, his eyes were piercing and Blaine wanted to drown in them, no matter how cheesy that sounded in his head. “We don’t have to,” Kurt whispered, pressing another kiss to Blaine’s lips and climbing to Blaine’s side so cuddle him.

“N-No. No. I want to. I want you to,” Blaine gripped Kurt’s hand, dragging it towards his waist. “Please?”

“Blaine” Kurt whispered, but Blaine interrupted him before he had a chance to talk properly.

“Kurt. Please.”

Kurt kissed him again and whispered okay, climbing back between his legs after reaching out to grab a bottle of lube from the bedside table drawer.

Kurt watched as Blaine threw his head back and shut his eyes, and Kurt reached up and cupped his neck with his hand, pulling Blaine’s head forwards again.

“Look at me, Blaine. I want you to know that it’s me and I love you.”

Blaine nodded shakily and Kurt clicked the bottle open, coating his fingers with lube and then pressed a finger to Blaine’s entrance, circling slowly as he pressed a firm kiss to his lips.

“Kurt-” Blaine whined again and then Kurt pushed the finger slowly into Blaine, through the rim, holding still until Blaine was bearing down on his finger, literally panting for more. Kurt slowly moved his finger in and out, painfully slowly actually. Blaine whined in the back of this throat and pushed himself harder on Kurt’s finger. Kurt stopped moving and Blaine froze too, looking his boyfriend straight in the eye, a million questions on his lips.

“Kurt are-”

“S-Sorry.” Kurt stuttered. “I just-Is this okay? Are you sure? I don’t-don’t want to...rush you.” He said softly.

Blaine didn’t reply, he clenched his ass around Kurt’s finger and whined again. Kurt grinned and kissed him hard, slipping a second finger in alongside his first and thrusting in deep and hard.

“Come on Blaine,” he whispered, watching a bead of sweat roll slowly down his lover’s face.

Blaine pushed himself onto Kurt’s fingers, clenching every few seconds feeling himself come apart. It’d been so long since he’d been intimate with Kurt. Been so long since he’d felt love through doing such an intimate act and everything around him had disappeared, in this moment it was him and Kurt and nothing else mattered.

Mutterings of Kurt’s name and cursings flowed from his lips as he toppled over the edge, coming over his stomach.
He let his head drop backwards and eyes droop shut as he felt Kurt lightly clean his stomach before turning and cuddling in next to him.

“Are you okay?” Kurt asked, voice laced with worry.

Blaine turned and blinked hard at him. “Thank you.” He smiled.

Kurt’s faced flushed a little and it made Blaine grin.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Kurt repeated.

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist and pulled him close.

“I’m fantastic.”