"Blaine..! Blaine, c'mon!"

Blaine grunted lightly, as he kept on sleeping deeply. Kurt sighed. Blaine was such a difficult thing to wake up. Even if a bomb exploded next to him, he would probably be still peacefully lost in his dreams. It was unbelievable.

Kurt glanced at the clock on the bedside table: it was already 6.50 AM and he needed Blaine to open his beautiful hazel eyes, even though waking him up when he looked so angelic it seemed the worst sin ever. Unfortunately, it was a matter of life or death.

If Last Friday Night at its loudest volume hadn't worked, the only thing Kurt could do was using the heavy artillery. Which meant heavy cuddles session.

He leaned forward to his sleepy boyfriend's face and started rubbing gently his nose against his left cheek, a little scratching for the stubble.

Kurt mentally made a note to tell Blaine he needed to shave.

"Blaine.." he called, in a sweet whisper. "Babe, wake up.."

He pressed his lips onto his boyfriend's mouth, pecking it quietly. When Blaine groaned and wrinkled his nose, stretching lazily his arms, Kurt smiled at himself, knowing his boyfriend was about to open his eyes. He kissed Blaine's lips one last time and then lifted his head up, just in time to avoid his awful morning breath, as Blaine yawned.

"Good morning, sweetheart."

"'morning.." Blaine mumbled, rubbing his left eye with his hand. "What's the time?"

"Seven o'clock."

"Seven—what? It's late!" Blaine tried to stand up, but Kurt pressed him again on the mattress. "Where are you going, babe?"

"I-I have to go to work.." Blaine stuttered, suddenly enchanted and at the same time fearful of his boyfriend's look. Kurt had this mischievous smile on his lips that made him shiver, his eyes darker and locked in his.

"Did you really forget that it's your first day of vacation?"

Blaine's eyes widened as he realized the information. In a second, the rush he had felt of getting out of bed dissolved. Kurt smirked, as he straddled on top of him and quietly started to leave light kisses on his chest.

"I have some ideas of how I want to spend the rest of the day.."

Blaine swallowed hard, feeling that something between his legs was growing harder.

Kurt sucked with dedication on that spot next to Blaine's Adam's apple, capable of making the curly-haired boy go crazy. He knew they had to get up, but in that very moment the idea of leaving the bed wasn't very appealing. If they were late for a few minutes, nothing would have happen, anyway.

As Kurt rocked lightly his hips against his, Blaine groaned.

"Do you want to know them?" Kurt sexily whispered on Blaine's sensitive skin.

"You're such a tease" Blaine panted, letting his hands wander on his boyfriend smooth skin until they slipped under the waistband of Kurt's boxers and grabbed his perfect round ass, squeezing it.

Kurt moaned and kissed him hard on the mouth, tongues starting immediately to fight for dominance in a sensual dance, teeth colliding every now and then. They rocked against each other for a few, the kiss more and more messy as the time passed.

Then, Kurt broke the kiss in search of air; he let his fingertips caress lightly Blaine's sides, savoring the little sobs that escaped from his boyfriend's mouth. His hands sneaked between their bodies to cup the bulge in his boxers. He smiled mischievously against Blaine's lips, as he massaged the hard erection under his touch. "So, do you want to know them or not?"

Blaine literally growled. "Yes! Yes, I want to know.."

Kurt suddenly sat back on his boyfriend's lap and smiled like the Cheshire Cat. "We should go shopping!" he exclaimed, "Sales start today!"

Blaine needed a few seconds, before his neurons started working again. His head was completely blank, as he stared at his boyfriend like he had slapped him right in the face. Blaine was pretty sure his expression screamed a big, fat 'what the fuck', as Kurt looked back at him expectantly and hopefully.

His cock was demanding relief, his skin still tingled where Kurt had touched him and every cell of his body was literally shouting at him to jump on him and devour him.

If Kurt really thought he would get out of the bed – and let him get out of the bed – at seven in the morning on his first day of holiday with an aching erection to go shopping, he was completely wrong.

Kurt's hopeful smile faded away, his blood starting to boil again in his veins, as Blaine's look changed from shocked to fucking hungry. He swallowed hard and cleared his throat.

Blaine's right hand slowly but firmly started to stroke his side. Kurt shivered, closing his eyes and letting himself enjoy the feeling of Blaine's caresses. He was pretty sure that was a revenge.

With a hand on his thigh, Blaine started tracing invisible patterns on his skin with the other one. First, on his hip, then around his nipples, and then down to tickle his bellybutton. His fingers lowered more, slowly setting on fire anywhere they touched. He rested his hand on Kurt's inner thigh, and Kurt felt like he was about to cry, because he was so turned on – more than before – and Blaine's hand was so close, so close..

"Blaine.." Kurt whined, and Blaine lost it. With a quick move, he switched position, finding himself on top of his boyfriend, as he attacked their lips in a needy kiss. Kurt looked so beautifully broken without even being touched and he was so sexy, oh so so sexy, that Blaine almost came in his boxers, just staring at him.

"So" Blaine said between kisses, breathing "you still want to go shopping?" He grinded against Kurt's crotch and Kurt hissed.

"Now that I think about it," Kurt panted, meeting Blaine's thrusts, "first day of sales is always chaotic in the morning..we should-ah!" Blaine bit his shoulder "we should go later to the mall.."

Kurt felt Blaine's lips spreading in a smirk on his skin. "If I let you out of bed."