Kurt's eyes twitched open; he tosses his left arm over his face to block the pale light streaming in. The back of his hand falls to his shoulder, the feeling of metal against his skin shocks him slightly. He looks at his hand to see the cause of this. The night before comes back gently.

An engagement ring.

Kurt suddenly becomes aware of Blaine breathing against his ribs. He looks down to be met with Blaine's soft gaze," Morning." Kurt's sighs, he gets this forever.

"I love you," he says, pulling Blaine up to kiss him, "So much." Blaine hums against his lips, smiling. He starts kissing down Kurt's jaw, to the creamy expansion of his neck. "I love you too," he says before sucking lightly at the sweet spot at the juncture of Kurt's neck and shoulder. Kurt's hips thrust up lightly on their own as Blaine repeats the motion.

Kurt can feel their skin getting hot and flushed, and as much as he loves this, he really just wants to be close to Blaine. Teasing and playing can wait until later, Kurt know that he just needs Blaine in him now. He reaches a hand out to the bed side table, glad that the no longer needed to hide such useful things as lube and condoms.

"Blaine, please," he begs, letting his legs fall open slightly. Blaine flicks the tip of his tongue over a nipple. "Yes?" he teases.

"Please. I just- I need you. I need to be close to you now," he looks wide-eyed down at Blaine, who just nods and takes the lube.

He put a generous amount on his fingers, rubbing them together to warm it. Blaine kissed his way back up Kurt's body before sliding in a single finger. He closed his eyes, feeling Kurt. Stroking inside of him, going deeper after a few minutes. When Kurt panted out a request for more, he added another finger.

Kurt feels loved. Blaine's hot breath against his neck, a hand rubbing down from his ribs and side to his hip bone and back up again, as he spreads his fingers and pushes in deeper. It's already enough to make him writhe and his breath heavy. But he still needs more.

Kurt snakes a hand down his own body, between them. He by-passes his leaking cock, instead pushing two of his own fingers in next to Blaine's. Blaine eyes go wide and he gasp when he feels Kurt inside with him. It is probably one of the hottest things he has ever felt. Blaine leans up and kisses Kurt. He keeps his eyes closed, feeling Kurt moving next to him. Their slick fingers rub against each other, pressing into the ring of muscle and past it.

Kurt pushes deeper, his fingers more slender and longer than Blaine's. They find that bundle of nerves first, and he fucks himself down on their fingers harder to get another spark of absolute pleasure. Blaine can feel Kurt's broken moans as he kisses his way back down Kurt's body.

Blaine gives a simple swipe of his tongue at the head of Kurt's cock, collecting the precome. He moans at the taste, perfectly Kurt. "Are you ready for me, baby?" he ask gently. Kurt nods, mouth hanging open as he fights for even breaths. "Keep fucking yourself while I get ready," Blaine says, pulling his own fingers out.

He sits there a few seconds, watching as Kurt slowly fingers himself. His hole clenching around his fingers, waiting for more. Waiting for him. Blaine groans and reaches for the lube again and a condom. Kurt's other hand grabs his wrist. "No- no condom. Please. I just need you," Kurt says, almost pleading. As if he's afraid Blaine would say no. Which he might have another day, messes weren't nice. But he was going to marry Kurt, and this would be the first time they forgo a condom. It wouldn't be a mess, it'd be them just feeling.

Blaine nods and drops it somewhere, lacing his fingers with Kurt. His free hand pours lube lightly over his flushed erection, coating himself. He leans up and kisses Kurt, slowly pushing inside of his, next to Kurt's fingers. He can feel Kurt stop breathing under him as he presses in all the way. Kurt has tears in his eyes, his mouth hanging open. Blaine kiss his jaw in concern.

"Too much, too much," Kurt sobs lightly, breath uneven. As gently as he can, Blaine pulls out. "It was my fingers and you.. It was just to much," Kurt explains, pulling his fingers out and wrapping them around Blaine's cock. He guided Blaine back to his entrance. Blaine was hesitant, tightening his grip on Kurt's hand. He felt the ring pressing between his fingers.

"I love you so much," Blaine says sweetly, sucking on Kurt's neck as he pushed back in. Kurt is impossibly tight, he can feel everything this time. Kurt's tight muscles, smooth and constricting against him. It feels so good to just feel flesh against flesh. So right. So perfect.

Kurt wraps his legs around Blaine's waist and pulls him further in. Blaine gives lazy, slow, thrust. He peppers every inch of Kurt's collarbone and throat and face with light kisses. Kurt's breathing stutters on each impossibly deep thrust, that are far and few in between. Blaine choosing a slow and easy pace. He doesn't want this to end. This their first time as fianc�s.

Kurt can feel absolute ecstasy dangling right in front of him. He feels himself tremble; his legs loosening, his chest shaking. Blaine feels it too, he moves a hand between them. He pumps Kurt a few times, that's all it takes. Kurt is soon coming, tightening around Blaine and shouting out his name. Blaine swears Kurt hits musical notes every time he comes, but there was no doubt about it this time.

Blaine follows right after Kurt, pushing himself as deep as he can inside. Then they just breath. Blaine stays inside of Kurt, not wanting to move. They needed the closeness. It didn't feel disgusting, it felt perfect. Kurt kinda loved the feeling of being filled with Blaine. They were never using condoms again, he decided. He was sure Blaine wouldn't have a hard time agreeing.

"Kurt?" Blaine whispered against his neck. Kurt hummed an acknowledgment. "We're getting married!" Kurt could feel Blaine's grin, and he couldn't help his own. "I know! I love you, Blaine. So much," he kissed the top of his head. "I love you too, Kurt." Everything was perfect.