Both of their shirts are clumsily pulled up and off before Kurt’s even able to kick the door closed behind him and shove Blaine down onto his bed, then quickly following and climbing on top of him. They’re a mess of tangled limbs and desperate, breathy kisses, but neither of them care because Kurt’s been in New York interviewing for fashion schools and Blaine’s been busy finding summer jobs in Ohio and god, it’s been at least a month since they’ve been able to touch each other like this. 

“Pants. Off. Now.” Kurt manages between kisses, his lips trailing along Blaine’s jawline and down to his neck. 

Blaine forces himself to let go of Kurt’s waist and pull away just long enough to awkwardly lift himself up off the mattress and shimmy out of his jeans. Kurt leans off of Blaine to simultaneously work on undoing his own pants, successfully unbuttoning them and shrugging them off until he’s left only in his underwear. Blaine gets one of his pant legs stuck on his ankle and Kurt snorts in amusement before he slides down to the foot of the bed to help Blaine untangle himself. 

“Here, silly,” Kurt teases and looks up at Blaine, giving him a fond smile and helping Blaine tug his jeans all the way off before tossing them onto the floor next to his previously discarded polo. He bites his bottom lip teasingly and slowly crawls back up Blaine’s body, his boyfriend’s warm hands returning their firm yet gentle grip on his waist. 

“God, Kurt… You don’t even know how sexy you are,” Blaine says lowly, his gaze catching Kurt’s and fixating on the way their eyes meet. 

Kurt’s cheeks flush as he takes in the compliment and feels his entire body tingle under Blaine’s touch. He straddles Blaine’s waist and then leans down to start pressing kisses across his chest, admiring the way Blaine’s toned muscles strain beneath him, his broad shoulders framing his lean, sculpted body. 

“You should really see yourself right now…” Kurt replies, loving the way Blaine is responding to Kurt’s hands roaming across his front and sliding down his torso. “Sexy doesn’t even begin to cut it.” 

Blaine lets out a raspy breath as he drops his head to see Kurt scoot further down his body, watching him with puckered lips and lust-blown pupils. “Kurt…” is all he’s able to muster before he sucks in a tiny gasp when he feels Kurt’s fingers dip into the waistband of his boxer-briefs and tug them down swiftly. 

Kurt begins pressing kisses all along Blaine’s abdomen, his hands rubbing down his abs and his lips finding their way across the soft, tanned skin of Blaine’s hip bones. He stops to admire the clearly noticeable ‘V’, as well as the light dusting of Blaine’s happy trail, leading down further into his briefs, and then smirks up at Blaine. 

“Someone’s been working out while I’ve been gone, hmm?…” Kurt growls, kissing up along Blaine’s ribs and then back down to his hips where he starts sucking and nipping at the skin. 

Blaine gasps softly in response, his hands going to tangle in Kurt’s hair. He arches his hips up slightly as he feels Kurt’s teeth graze across his skin before his tongue flicks out to soothe where he’s just marked. 

“God, Kurt… your mouth…” Blaine whispers, subconsciously licking his lips while he watches Kurt work his way down towards his crotch. 

“Well, now that you seem to look more amazing than you’ve ever looked, I better make sure everyone knows that you’re already taken. We don’t need any other guys throwing themselves at you, do we?” Kurt purrs playfully as he scoots down even further, pulling Blaine’s underwear down with him and then off completely. 

Blaine nods slowly, loving how sexy and in control Kurt is. He notices the skin near his hips reddening slightly already and smirks to himself, knowing that by the time they’re done, they’ll both have plenty more marks on themselves to let everyone know that they’re only allowed to do this to each other.