Blaine rubs Kurt's wrist gently with the pad of his thumb.

"You're sure?" Kurt just nods.

“And you’re sure?” Kurt asks. Blaine also nods. They look into each other's eyes. Kurt can see his own nerves are reflected back at him in his boyfriend's eyes.

"I love you, Blaine." Blaine smiles, swallows nervously. Kurt almost never says I love you first.

"I love you, t-" He's cut off by Kurt's lips on his mouth. The kiss is slow and gentle, lips moving against lips. It's passionate but not desperate. They move closer together, and without any words spoken between them, Kurt spreads his legs for him and Blaine wedges his leg between them. Kurt rocks his hips forward slowly, experimentally as their kissing gets a little more frantic. Kurt's tongue is sliding in and out of Blaine's mouth and they're both making soft moans.

Blaine slides a hand down Kurt's back, slipping it underneath his shirt and running it over his smooth skin. Kurt lets out a soft gasp against Blaine's lips. His hand is so warm and his touch on his skin is making Kurt feel like he's on fire. He rocks a little faster against Blaine's leg now, his face flushing with embarrassment at how quickly he's become so hard.

Blaine just groans, letting Kurt rock against him. His hand traces slow circles over Kurt's spine and he loves how just this touch is making Kurt fall apart.

And then Kurt's hands move to the bottom of Blaine's shirt. But not so he can slide his hands underneath. No, Kurt is much greedier than that. He tugs at Blaine's shirt, tugs til Blaine gets the hint and lifts his arms up so Kurt can pull it up and off, throwing it to the ground.

Blaine returns the favor for him, and they both take a moment to stare at each other before pressing back together. They both moan at the feeling of the skin on skin contact.

Blaine presses their lips together again and their kissing is a little bit more desperate this time. Kurt's leg wraps around Blaine to pull them closer together. He gasps when he feels Blaine's erection pressed against him and they slowly start to grind together, soft gasps and the moaning of one another's names escaping their lips.

Kurt feels the heat build in his stomach and he pushes Blaine away. Blaine looks confused, hurt, scared for just a moment until Kurt gets on top of him, straddling his waist. Blaine relaxes again, but then his nerves return full force when Kurt looks down at him and ever so shyly begins to palm him over the tight white pants he's wearing.

"Please," Blaine moans, needing to get out of the pants. Kurt seems to understand and he pops the button. When he unzips his pants he does it slowly, putting pressure on Blaine's cock as he moves down, making Blaine whimper. They both are flushed, both from their embarrassment and need.

Kurt pulls Blaine's pants down and off before leaning down to kiss him. They start rocking together again, Kurt's cock straining hard against his tight designer jeans. Blaine's hands wander down to Kurt's ass and he slides his hand into his back pocket.

"Can I?" Blaine asks and Kurt nods. He pushes back from Blaine so that he can lift himself partway off of him. Blaine's fingers fumble gracelessly over the six buttons that are keeping Kurt's pants closed. He lets out a small gasp and licks his lips.

"You're not wearing any underwear," Blaine breathes, as if Kurt could possibly be unaware of this fact. Kurt blushes scarlet but Blaine doesn't see because he's staring at Kurt's cock. He pushes Kurt onto his back, pulling his own pants and underwear off before removing Kurt’s last bit of clothing. They take in the sight of each other's bodies, breathing heavy, both cocks leaking precome.

Blaine surges forward, kissing him desperately now. He positions himself fully on top of Kurt and they both moan as their cocks rub together. Kurt tangles his hands in Blaine's curly hair, pulling him back down for another kiss as they grind together. Kurt starts thrusting his tongue in and out of Blaine's mouth until Blaine is a whimpering mess. He feels the heat flood in his stomach and he's about to come, when Kurt goes still underneath him.

"Stop," Kurt pants and Blaine is immediately filled with dread. He's not ready, I pushed for this too much, he regrets it, he hates me, he doesn't like my cock. All these things run through Blaine's mind before he looks into Kurt's eyes and sees that none of this is true.

"Get the lube," Kurt whispers softly.

Blaine opens his mouth to say something but thinks better of it, reaching in his nightstand and grabbing the bottle he had hidden deep in the drawer.

"Do you want to...I mean, which one...who's going to?" Blaine fumbles over his words because how awkward is this, trying to ask if he wants to top or bottom, but Kurt just smiles softly at Blaine, loving him even more in that moment.

"Blaine. I want you inside me." He blushes again from his boldness and Blaine does too, but he looks relieved. He leans back down to kiss him sweetly before flipping the cap on the bottle of lube and pouring some over his fingers. He hopes all the "research" he did on the internet will help him now.

"I love you," he says again as he spreads Kurt's legs slowly, giving him plenty of time to tell him to stop. But Kurt doesn't say anything, just looks down at him, his eyes a little hazy from pleasure and just the overwhelming intimacy he feels with Blaine right now.

Blaine runs his slicked up fingers over Kurt's entrance, watching with delight as Kurt moans and fists the sheets. He takes this as a sign that's he's doing okay and gently presses one finger just barely inside Kurt. Kurt gasps and Blaine freezes, but Kurt jerks his hips forward, wanting Blaine to continue. Blaine gives him a shaky smile and presses his finger all the way inside him very slowly. He presses kisses to Kurt's thighs, once even boldly sucking on Kurt's balls. But Kurt clenched hard around his finger, so Blaine didn't do that again, not sure if he liked it or not.

When Kurt starts grinding down on his finger, Blaine starts thrusting it in and out slowly. He bites his lip to distract himself so he doesn't start grinding down on the mattress.

"More," Kurt demands, his voice high pitched and needy.
Blaine groans softly, looking up at Kurt as he writhes on the bed. He carefully begins pressing a second finger inside Kurt, biting back a loud groan as he feels the tightness surrounding him. Kurt scrunches up his nose from the feeling; not painful, just uncomfortable. He lets Blaine inch his fingers all the way inside him, trying to relax around him. If he feels this full with just two fingers, how will Blaine possibly be able to fit his cock inside him? He groans as Blaine starts to wiggle his fingers, stretching him before he starts that slow thrusting again. Blaine crooks his fingers and Kurt's toes curl from the pleasure as he arches halfway off the bed.

"Blaine!" Kurt's voice is ragged from pleasure.

Blaine smirks, doing that a couple more times until Kurt cries out.

"S-stop. I'm going to come!" His already flushed face gets a little deeper red as he admits this. Blaine stills his fingers, kissing his inner thighs. He waits for Kurt's breathing to even out a little before he starts pushing the third finger in.

"Oh god," Blaine can't help but moan. His cock twitches with need and arousal. Kurt lets out a soft whimper from the slight burn of the third finger.

"Give me your hand," Kurt whispers, holding his out. Blaine brings his free hand up, linking their fingers together and Kurt squeezes his hand painfully hard as Blaine continues pushing inside him. Once fully in, he lets Kurt adjust before he starts moving again, crooking his fingers in just the right way so that the pain begins to mix with pleasure and Kurt turns into a writhing mess beneath him once more.

"Please, baby, please!" Kurt cries out, now grinding down hard against his fingers. His grip on Blaine's hand has loosened as the pain faded, but their fingers were still laced together. Blaine thrusts his fingers a couple more times inside him before he looks up at Kurt.

Blaine’s usually wide, innocent eyes are a few shades darker, the blush on his cheek spreading down to his neck. He pulls his fingers out of him and begins to quickly slick up his cock, careful not to touch himself too much. He doesn't want to get too close. His left hand doesn't let go of Kurt's the entire time. He spreads Kurt's legs further, lining himself up, the head rubbing against Kurt's hole.

"You're sure?" Blaine breathes. Kurt nods.

"Completely." Blaine takes a deep breath, pushing slowly inside. Kurt winces and squeezes Blaine's hand again.

Blaine leans down to kiss him softly, carefully inching inside him. He brings their linked hands up to Kurt's head, moving to kiss the back of Kurt's hand.

Kurt lets out a pathetic whine, eyes screwed shut against the pain. Blaine stops moving inside him, just gently placing kisses over his face.

"Should I stop?" Blaine whispers and Kurt shakes his head.

"N-no. Just...give me a second." Blaine nods, closing his eyes to get the willpower to stay still as Kurt clenches around him. He moans loudly and finally what seems like an eternity later, Kurt tells him to start moving again.

Blaine slides the rest of the way inside him, perhaps faster than he should have, but he just can't help it. Kurt is so hot and tight and it's better than anything he's ever felt before. Kurt lets out a soft whimper, his free hand moving to Blaine's back, nails digging into his skin. Blaine grunts, head lolling forward onto Kurt's shoulder. His breathing is heavy and his body is trembling with need, but he won't move until Kurt tells him to. Kurt lifts Blaine's head back up so he can kiss him sloppily before he whispers "Move."

Blaine starts moving, slowly pulling out of him and pressing back in. What he really wants is to starts thrusting deep and fast, fucking him raw. But there will be other times for that, he's sure. Right now it's about making love, not fucking. About going slow and feeling everything their bodies have to give each other.

They both make soft moans, soon muffled when Blaine covers Kurt's lips with his own. He starts a slow and steady rhythm, his free hand moving down to Kurt's cock to pump him in time with his thrusts. Their hands that are locked together squeeze each other alternately. There are whispered "I love you"s and names gasped as Blaine starts to pick up the pace a little.

Kurt feels his orgasm building and he starts grinding down on Blaine's cock, encouraging him to move faster, harder. Blaine does, also speeding the pace of his hand. Kurt's cry catches in his throat as he looks up at his beautiful, perfect, wonderful boyfriend. Blaine's honey colored eyes are warm and full of love as he leans down to kiss him once more.

Kurt moans against his lips and as Blaine sucks on his tongue, Kurt falls over that blissful edge, mind spiraling with pleasure as he comes hard over Blaine's hand and his own stomach. Blaine follows quickly after him as Kurt clenches tight around his cock. He comes hard, deep inside Kurt, hips stuttering forward. He pulls back from Kurt's lips to look into his eyes.

"I love you, Blaine Anderson."

"I love you too, Kurt Hummel."

Blaine leans down to give him another gentle kiss before he pulls out of him and flops down next to him, still holding his hand. They don’t care that they’re both sweaty and covered in come. All they care about is being there with each other, holding on to each other, loving each other. They fall asleep in each other’s arms, not letting go the entire night.