I rolled over on the bed, dragging some of the sheets with me. Kurt wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled tight against his chest. He was warm. His skin was soft. We lied there for a moment in silence before something made me flip around and fix myself on top of Kurt, our noses touching.

            "Kiss me." Kurt whispered. I felt his hot breath on my face. Kurt tilted his head up in time with me tilting down. Our lips touched and Kurt's mouth parted, so I dipped my tongue inside his mouth, exploring inside. Kurt's arms ran up and down my back, massaging as he went. I jolted a bit at the sensation when Kurt's fingers touched the bare skin on the small of my back. I could feel a smile on his lips. My body shivered with pleasure as Kurt's hands found my ass. He smiled into our kisses again when I let a small moan escape from my throat.

            "Mmmmm." I groaned as Kurt's hands searched my body. I love Kurt. I love Kurt more than anything. I love the way he makes me feel when he's around. And I love the way he touches me. I love his kisses and I love the way I can hear his heartbeat when my head rests on his chest. I love this. Simply lying on his bed with him, kissing and holding him. I love the how simple our relationship can be; yet how complex it is the next. And most of all, the only this I could ever want is for Kurt to love me the same way. I know he does.

            I parted my lips from his, but reattached them to Kurt's neck, kissing and nipping the soft, pale skin. His hips bucked up ever so slightly and I looked up into his eyes, smiling, then continued to kiss Kurt around his neck and chest. Suddenly, Kurt nudged me a bit, then flipped over, his body now resting on top of mine. I refused to move my lips from his neck, for the little moans and groans leaving his mouth were too sensual and sexy to stop. Kurt leaned his head closer to mine, so my face was now buried in the crook of his neck. I felt his heavy breathing against my ear and he began to whisper, making pleasure build up inside of me. 

            "Blaine..." He began softly, slowly, his voice lower than usual. He nipped my earlobe, and then lapped the skin behind my ear with his tongue. "I love you, Blaine, mmm." I nearly yelped as he spoke. His voice growled in my ear and his hands were tucked underneath him, pressed against my chest. My hands were entangled with the hair on the back of his head. His hair was so soft. "Blaine..." Kurt muttered again, steadily, "Touch me, Blaine." I obliged at once, my hands running all over the parts of his body that I could reach. Kurt is beautiful. Every inch of him is beautiful. From his warm, loving face, to his lean, pale body, and his legs that intertwined with mine perfectly. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, our bodies molding into one as we kissed.           

            Kurt began to rock his hips against mine, and I moved in time with him. "Ohhh...Blaine." Kurt said, dragging out his words as long as possible. I wanted to make Kurt feel good. I wanted him to be shaking with pleasure. I wanted him to feel me. I held him tighter, closer. Kurt's lips found their way to my neck this time, and his sucked the skin hard, probably leaving a mark, but I didn't have the time to even care. This moment had me caught up in its perfection. Pleasure built up inside of me without a single article of clothing being shed. It just goes to show what kind of things this boy makes me feel. His body on top of mine alone made me smile giddily, but with all of the touching, and kissing, and nipping; well that just intensified the effects. Kurt drove me crazy. In the best way possible. When I look at him, my thoughts go fuzzy and my knees weaken. I'm so lucky to have him. So unbelievably lucky...          

            "Kurt..." I growled into his lips, taking my time to hold out his name as long as possible. He quickened his pace kissing me, and I mimicked his movements. Our heads and necks worked in sync with each other, tilting and pressing just right. Kurt's tongue twisted around in my mouth, and his lips sucked mine. I bit his bottom lips gently, and his let out yet another tiny moan. Our teeth clashed together, but I didn't care, the sting felt strangely nice. Though our movements were now quick and hasty, everything was still wonderful.

            Maybe we did do things like this. But doing things like this was strictly our business. No one else needed to know what Kurt and I do on our own. And that's what I love about it. The feelings I get when Kurt touches me are for me, not for anyone else besides Kurt to know. Our physical relationship wasn't public, and I like that. It makes it so much more special, like our little secret. Our kisses are secrets, and our feelings are for us. When we do have sex, that's our knowing and our knowing only. I like that Kurt and I have this simplistic relationship, but when we're together alone, we go so much deeper into each other's hearts. 

             Now, with Kurt rocking on top of me, I felt pure ecstasy flood through me. He was panting from the kissing and all of the movement, but for now, he didn't seem to care. He still kissed and bit the skin on my neck and chest. He kissed my nose and my forehead, his hands raking through my hair as he did so. I was breathing hard and my body shook softly. Kurt collapsed on top of me, then rolled off onto the other side of the bed. 

            The sheets were extra rumpled now, and the two of us were trying to slow our heart rates and breathing. Kurt's arm was lying out in the middle of the bed. I reached out and took his hand in mine. They slid together like a key slid so smoothly into a lock. I smiled warmly at my boyfriend, who was grinning widely.

            "I love holding your hand." I said simply, and Kurt's face lit up as I spoke. I know how much a simple touch of the fingertips meant to him. Kurt ducked his head, blushing as I gazed into his sparkling eyes. Sometimes, I can't even fathom that he's real.

            "I love it too." Kurt said in reply, squeezing my hand tighter. "You can't possibly be real, Blaine Anderson." Kurt joked, giggling a bit. It's like he read my mind. 

            "Huh, I was just thinking the same thing about you." I laughed. We were quiet for a moment, merely looking at each other. "I'm so lucky to have you, Kurt." I blurted out, staring at Kurt, who looked like he was about to cry.

            "Any more comments like that and I think I'll melt right before your eyes, Blaine." Kurt said, blinking away the water that welled in his eyes. I smirked and he moved over to my side of the bed, adjusting himself in my arms once again. Once he was comfortable, he took my hand again, and held it with his, but pressing it against his cheek. "I'll love you forever." Kurt said, and my heart swelled to fifty times its size. That's all I ever needed to hear. "Oh that sounded cheesy, didn't it?" Kurt laughed.

            "It's sweet. I'll love you until my dying day." Kurt lightly kissed my hand that still rested upon his cheek. "Now we're even with the cheesy proclamations of love." I joked, kissing the top of Kurt's head.

            I wanted to live in this moment forever. Have Kurt in my embrace, and tell him I loved him over and over again, for the rest of my life.