Thanksgiving weekend was coming up and it’d been almost 3 months since Kurt had left for New York. No doubt about it that Blaine was beyond proud of Kurt for using the past summer to apply and interview and visit schools in New York until he’d finally been admitted to Parsons to start in the fall. But it had been almost 3 months since the two of them had seen each other face to face, since they’d been able to hug and kiss and hold hands and just be in the presence of one another. 

So this weekend had been on Blaine’s mind since the day Kurt had boarded his flight out of Ohio. All of the arrangements had been made, and Blaine had been saving up from numerous previous jobs for the airfare to and from New York. He was scheduled to leave Lima the night after school let out for the long weekend and was expected to make it to Parsons past midnight, but he had his vision set directly on the front door of Kurt’s dorm and nothing else wasn’t going to stop until he was there. 

* 

Blaine had barely knocked on the door twice before it swung open, a flushed, grinning familiar face greeting him on the other side. 

“Hi,” both of them breathed at the same time after a moment of silence, their eyes locking immediately. Blaine laughed and sighed heavily, just taking in the sight of his boyfriend standing in front of him, hair slightly tousled, his oversized sweater sitting crooked on her shoulders and exposing his bare collarbone, and his baggy yoga pants slim-fitting enough that they outlined his toned thighs wonderfully. Even when dressed in sweats at one in the morning, Kurt was still the most beautiful thing that Blaine had ever seen. 

After a minute of taking each other in, Kurt grabbed Blaine by the arm and tugged him inside, taking all of his bags and quietly towing them over to his bedroom as to not wake his roommate up, Blaine tiptoeing close behind. Once they were in the privacy of his room with the door quietly shut, their arms were wrapped around each other, Blaine’s lips immediately attaching themselves to Kurt’s and both of them whispering hurried and desperate I miss you’s and I love you’s and I can’t believe you’re here in between kisses. They walked backwards together towards Kurt’s bed and fell down onto the mattress together, their limbs still entangled with no intention of unlatching from each other. 

“Your shirt…” Kurt whispered breathily, his hands sliding up his boyfriend’s sides and tugging his sweater off once Blaine was straddling Kurt’s waist, hovering above him. 

“Yours too,” Blaine whispered back against Kurt’s lips as he leaned down to kiss him again, his voice low and husky. He reached down between them to start undoing his pants, Kurt’s sweater quickly coming off and tossed clumsily onto the floor near the pile of clothes that had already been disposed of. 

Once they were both completely stripped out of all their remaining clothes, there was nothing but hands on hips and chest against chest and skin on skin and lips on lips. It was already fairly cold out in New York during November, but the heat now emanating from both boys’ bodies was enough to keep them more than warm for the night. 

“God, Kurt… I missed you so much… I missed you so much it hurt…” Blaine whimpered, his body pressed down on top of Kurt’s, the other boy’s legs hooked around Blaine’s waist, holding him close. Kurt had a hand tangled in Blaine’s now loose curls, his other hand gripping Blaine’s shoulder tightly, his fingers kneading into his skin, needing to feel him and not ever wanting to let go. 

“I missed you too, baby… I missed you every single day that I’ve been gone…” Kurt whispered against Blaine’s neck, pressing kisses all along the skin there and up to his jaw. “I need you, Blaine…” Kurt pleaded, their bodies already impossibly close. 

That was all it took for Blaine to know that the passion he felt for Kurt was still as strong as ever and was exactly what Kurt felt for him. Through all of their rushed, hungry, raw want for each other, both of them were already painfully hard and Kurt was already keening for Blaine to be inside him, his hips pressing up to meet Blaine’s, needing the friction. But in the moment that Blaine pulled back slightly to rest his forehead against Kurt’s and kiss him deep and slow on the lips, nothing had ever felt so close and so intimate, not since their first time together. 

Blaine leaned over Kurt to reach for his nightstand drawer, fumbling through the contents before pulling out a condom and a small bottle of lube. He sat back on his haunches slightly to rip the package open before Kurt took it from his hands and pulled it out, looking up at Blaine with big, warm eyes, his expression soft. 

“Let me,” he said. Blaine swallowed softly and simply nodded, taking the bottle of lube instead and popping it open. He waited for Kurt to slip the condom on himself, watching him as his long, lean fingers slid down the sides of his cock along with the condom. He licked his lips subconsciously before gently spreading Kurt’s legs wider and squirting some of the lube out onto his fingers and then pressing them at Kurt’s entrance, eliciting a soft moan and a needy push of his hips. 

Blaine had positioned himself back on top of Kurt, their bodies pressed close together again. He slowly pushed in until he’d bottomed out, pausing for a moment to let Kurt adjust to the stretch before warranting a desperate ”Move, Blaine…” from Kurt when he was ready. 

He went steadily at first, pressing his hips forward and burying his cock inside Kurt, fucking him deep and slow. Kurt’s hands had made their way around to the back of Blaine’s shoulders, his fingers sliding up to the nape of his neck. He whimpered at each thrust of Blaine’s hips as he gradually picked up speed and pushed into Kurt deeper and harder. 

“B-Blaine… Oh god, Blaine!” Kurt yelped at a particularly hard thrust. His fingers dug into Blaine’s back and the reaction caught Blaine off guard, causing him to stop suddenly, his hips stilling and his chest rising and falling against Kurt’s with his now labored pants. 

“Oh god- oh shit, Kurt, I-I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” Blaine sputtered, instantly pulling back to look Kurt in the eyes, his face now scrunched up with concern. ”Did I hurt you? Should I - ”  

“Blaine,” Kurt cut him off. “…Again.” 

Kurt’s pupils were blown with lust and Blaine let out a breath when he felt Kurt clench around him. 

“Please…don’t stop. Please,” Kurt whispered, his own heavy pants causing the warm puffs of air against Blaine’s chin to send shivers down his spine. Kurt readjusted as Blaine nodded slowly, then started pressing his hips forward again, Kurt’s moans only encouraging him to thrust in and out faster. 

Their bodies were now damp with sweat, Blaine’s muscles straining under Kurt’s touch as he supported himself on both forearms on either side of Kurt’s head. The sound of skin slapping against skin was now echoing around the room as Blaine’s thrusts increased speed again. 

Kurt reeled with pleasure each time Blaine fucked him harder, hitting his prostate over and over again. “Oh, god Blaine… Blaine! I’m gonna…I-I’m gonna - ” Kurt whined, his voice raising higher and higher as he neared his climax. He reached down between them to grab his now aching cock and started pumping hard, his fist sliding up and down easily. 

It only took a few more swift strokes before Kurt was coming hard all over his stomach, his hips arching up off the bed as he threw his head back into the pillows and moaned loudly. He slumped back down into the mattress, lazily stroking himself through his orgasm as he came down from his haze of pleasure, humming softly and licking his lips as he let Blaine continue to fuck him. 

“Come on, baby… Come for me,” he coaxed, rubbing his free hand up and down Blaine’s back and using his legs wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist to pull him closer, willing Blaine to come inside him. 

Blaine felt the familiar heat start to pool low inside his abdomen, his entire body tensing as the sensation quickly intensified and spread immensely and finally shot through him like a spark. He stuttered his hips forward and groaned against Kurt’s neck as he came, eyes shut tight and mouth dropped open in a breathless “o”. 

Kurt let out a breath and then felt Blaine’s body go slack, the weight of him pressing down on top of him somehow being much more comforting than heavy or burdening. The two lay together like that for a minute before Blaine gingerly pulled out of Kurt, tying the condom off and tossing it into the trash can beside Kurt’s bed, and then flopping down next to him in an exhausted heap. 

Their legs were still tangled together and Blaine had his arm around Kurt’s middle, his nose nuzzled in the crook of his neck. Kurt hummed softly, his entire body quickly drifting off to the deep slumber that would surely take him away soon.

“I love you so much…” Blaine whispered against Kurt’s shoulder as he pressed soft kisses on his warm skin there. Kurt had his arms around Blaine and kissed the side of his head, reaching up to brush Blaine’s sweaty curls off his forehead.

“I love you too, sweetie… I missed you so much. I’m really happy that you’re here,” Kurt whispered back into the darkness, feeling Blaine relax completely into his touch. He smiled to himself and sighed contently, both boys curled up together under the blankets. Making love was something that Kurt and Blaine cherished, and it was something that would always be just as passionate and exhilarating and full of love as the very first time that they were able to share themselves with each other.

The last thought that was on their minds before Kurt and Blaine both eventually drifted off was the comforting warmth radiating between them that they shared and how, no matter where they were or how far they’d go, home would always be in each other’s arms.