It was Saturday afternoon, and Kurt was lounging on his bed, reading the latest issue of Vogue when his cell phone began to ring. He saw the name on the caller I.D and smiled. Blaine.

"Hello?" He said, answering immediately.

"Hey."

"Hey, honey. What's up?"

"Nothing really. What are you doing?" Blaine asked.

"Oh, just reading Vogue. Did you see the article in here about Ka-"

"Hey, listen." Blaine interrupted. "Mom and dad just left, and I was wondering if you wanted to come over."

Kurt knew what Blaine meant. Of course he did. They had been having sex for months now. But he still got butterflies in his stomach every time Blaine asked him to come over.

"Sure." he replied, a little breathlessly. "When?"

"Um....Now? I kind of have something I wanted to....Suggest."

"Oh? Do tell."

"Just wait until you get here, okay, babe?"

"Fine." Kurt said, with a huff. "You're no fun."

"Oh, I think I am."

Kurt could practically hear Blaine winking when he said that. He rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. Be there soon."

"Okay. See you then. Love you!"

"Love you, too, Blaine."

Kurt hung up, grabbed his keys, told his dad and Carole where he was going, and headed to Blaine's.

He arrived at Blaine's house ten minutes later, and went up to knock on the door, but before he was even able to knock once, the door was opened, and Blaine was pulling him inside. He shut the door quickly behind them, before shoving Kurt against it, and taking his mouth in a hungry kiss. After a few seconds, Kurt pulled away, panting slightly.

"Not that I mind," he said. "But...What exactly are you doing? Hi, by the way."

"Hi." Blaine replied.

"That didn't answer my question. I'm not used to being shoved into my boyfriend's front door, and then being assaulted by a pair of lips. Again, not that I mind. As long as the lips are always yours." Kurt said, with a cheeky grin.

"Just come up to my room." Blaine replied, taking Kurt's hand in his.

"A little eager, are we?"

"Not so much eager, as determined."

"Determined? Blaine, it's not like you have to be determined to get me to have sex with you. We kind of do that on a regular basis." Kurt laughed, softly.

"True. But what I have planned for today is just a little different from what we normally do."

"....Okay."

"Just trust me."

"I do. You know I do."

"Good." Blaine said, pulling him up the stairs, to his room. Once inside, he turned on the light, and led Kurt over to his bed, and they sat down next to each other.

"So, this plan of yours?" Kurt questioned.

"Kurt, you know you're sexy, right?"

"I....Yes, Blaine, we've been over this." Kurt replied, slightly nervous now.

"I know. But I don't think you really believe it."

"Look. Blaine. I believe it. Let's just..."

"No, Kurt. We're not changing the subject here. We need to discuss this. Because, when we're together, Kurt. You know, like, together together, you're just about the sexiest, most beautiful thing I've ever seen. But I just get the feeling that you're still not entirely comfortable in your own skin. I know you like having sex, and you want to do it, otherwise you'd tell me you didn't, right?"

"Of course. You know I would." Kurt said, looking at his hands which were folded in his lap.

"Good. Just thought I'd check, before I kept going." Blaine said, with a soft laugh. "But anyways...I just feel like you need to be more self confident, and I thought of a way to maybe help with that."

"Blaine," Kurt said, with a sigh, "I don't need help with that. Just....I'm just...You can't tell me that you don't even feel the slightest bit awkward when we...." Kurt was blushing now. He knew Blaine never felt awkward. That Blaine was completely and totally okay with letting Kurt in. Letting Kurt see all of him. And Kurt felt that way with Blaine, too. He was comfortable with Blaine seeing his body. He just wished he were more comfortable looking at his own body.

"Shh." Blaine soothed, sensing Kurt getting flustered. "Shh. Just listen to my idea, alright? You can say no if you really, really want to. But just consider it, please? For me?"

"What is it, Blaine?"

"I think we should try having sex in front of my mirror."

Kurt just stared at him blankly for a moment, mouth open in shock. Had Blaine just said what he thought he just said?

"Kurt? Say something? Anything?"

"I don't see how watching myself be uncomfortable is going to make me feel any more comfortable, Blaine." Kurt said, exasperatedly.

"Because, you'll get to see yourself exactly how I see you. And the Kurt that I see, not just when we're having sex, but everyday, is a strong, powerful, beautiful, loving, sexy, caring man. If you look in that mirror and can see the Kurt I see, you'll never doubt yourself again. So try? For me? If it makes you feel too awkward we'll stop right away."

"I....Okay." Kurt sighed. "Okay. I'll try. But this just seems entirely too kinky, and not at all as romantic as you just managed to make it sound."

"But I did manage to make it sound romantic, eh?" Blaine asked, wiggling his eyebrows a little.

"Yes, Blaine. You managed to make it sound romantic. But you manage to make everything sound romantic." Kurt replied, rolling his eyes playfully.

Blaine leaned forward, then, and connected his mouth to Kurt's in a deep kiss. Kurt tangled his fingers in Blaine's hair. This was one of the main reasons Kurt liked weekends anymore. Blaine never wore his hair gel on the weekends, and Kurt just couldn't get enough of his dark curls. Blaine ran his tongue along Kurt's bottom lip, and Kurt parted his lips, allowing Blaine entrance with his tongue. Blaine ran his tongue along the roof of Kurt's mouth, and it tickled. He let out a soft sound that was a cross between a giggle, and a moan.

He pulled away then, and smiled softly at Blaine, whose eyes were slightly darker than before.

"Okay. Come here." Blaine said, standing up, and pulling Kurt up off the bed, and over to stand with him in front of the mirror.

He took Kurt's face gently in his hands, and pulled him in for a slow kiss. He then began swiftly unbuttoning Kurt's shirt. Kurt moaned into his mouth, and pulled him slightly closer. He finished with the buttons on Kurt's shirt, and slipped it off his shoulders. He then broke the kiss briefly, and pulled his own shirt over his head. Kurt leaned in, reattaching his lips to Blaine's as soon as his shirt was removed.

They kissed lazily for a few moments, before Kurt was frantically undoing the button on Blaine's jeans, unzipping them, and sliding them down. Blaine kicked them off, and to the side, out of the way. He then undid the button on Kurt's jeans, and Kurt unzipped them, and removed them hastily.

Blaine attached his lips to Kurt's collar bone, and began sucking lightly. Kurt sighed, and Blaine felt him half hard against him. He reached down, palming Kurt through his briefs. Kurt's head flew back, as he moaned Blaine's name.

Blaine then ripped off Kurt's briefs, as well as his own, tossing them into the pile with their other discarded clothes. He turned them so that his back was to the mirror, while Kurt was facing it, and kissed him again.

Kurt deepened the kiss, pulling Blaine as closely as he could. Blaine removed his lips from Kurt's, and began trailing them down his neck and chest, stopping to take Kurt's right nipple in his mouth, and suck on it lightly, before continuing to trail kisses down his torso, stopping just below his navel. He then pulled away, looking up at Kurt and smiling warmly, before placing a gentle kiss to the tip of his cock. Kurt took a sharp intake of breath, and closed his eyes.

"Nope. Eyes open." Blaine said. "And I know you love watching me when I do this, but this time, I want you to watch yourself. I'm sure you're much nicer to look at anyway."

"I beg to differ." Kurt said with a smile.

Blaine just laughed softly, before dropping his head again, and licking up Kurt's shaft.

Kurt swallowed hard, trying not to look away from the mirror, but getting uncomfortable already. This wasn't how things were supposed to be. He shouldn't be able to SEE himself...

But then Blaine took the head of Kurt's cock into his mouth, and circled his tongue around it a few times before licking the slit, and Kurt was no longer able to worry. No longer able to feel awkward or uncomfortable, because he was lost in the feeling of pure pleasure coursing through his veins.

Blaine sunk down, taking Kurt's entire shaft into his mouth, and hallowing out his cheeks, before pulling back, sucking hard. He bobbed up and down, all the while, watching Kurt through his long eyelashes to make sure he didn't take his eyes away from that mirror. So far, he hadn't. Blaine could taste the precome that was gathering on Kurt's cock now, and decided it was time to pull off. He didn't want him to come yet. His plan wasn't completed.

He pulled off with a faint pop, and stood up, taking Kurt's face in his hands.

"Do you see? Do you see how beautiful you are, Kurt?"

"Yes." Kurt breathed. "At least, more than I did before."

Blaine nodded, smiling.

"I just....Blaine, I-"

"What, Kurt? What do you need?"

"You."

"Of course."

Blaine reached into his desk drawer, and grabbed out the lube, and a condom.

He slicked up his pointer finger, and brought it down, slowly circling Kurt's hole.

"Oh, God, Blaine. Please."

Blaine pushed in gently, sheathing his finger up to the first knuckle. Once it seemed like Kurt had adjusted, he thrust in and out a few times.

"More." Kurt pleaded.

Blaine slicked up another finger, before pushing back in with two. Kurt moaned, and Blaine crooked his fingers just so, hitting Kurt's prostate, causing the slightly taller boy to emit a guttural moan.

"More. Blaine, I just....I want all of you. Now."

"Are...Are you sure?"

"Yes, Blaine. I'll be fine. Just...Please."

Blaine pulled his fingers out of Kurt's ass, causing him to whine slightly at the loss. He tore the condom open before rolling it on his dick. He squirted some lube into his palm, and warmed it a bit before spreading it over his cock.

"We've never done this standing up before." Kurt stated.

"I know. Did you want to-"

"No, Blaine. It's fine. It's just....new. But I'm beginning to like new things." he said with a smile.

"Okay. Yeah. Good." Blaine replied.

He lined his cock up with Kurt's entrance and pushed forward slowly, until only the head of his cock was inside. Kurt moaned, softly, his head falling back onto Blaine's shoulder.

"You can move, Blaine. I'm fine." He whispered.

Blaine thrust forward, just a little.

"Kurt. You're not looking at yourself."

"Haven't I looked at myself enough?"

"No. We're not finished yet. When we're done, then you can look away."

Kurt said nothing, just lifted his head so he was looking directly at himself in the mirror again.

Blaine pulled back, and then thrust forward until his cock was fully sheathed in Kurt's ass. He moaned, and grabbed onto Kurt's hips.

He took Kurt's earlobe into his mouth, nibbling and sucking on it. Kurt sighed breathily, using every bit of willpower he had not to close his eyes and relish in the feeling of it all.

He understood now, though, why Blaine had wanted him to try this. Seeing himself come undone like this, it really was like seeing a whole new person. He felt sexy. He felt like he finally understood who Blaine was talking about whenever he talked about 'His Kurt'.

"Faster." he whispered.

And Blaine complied. Thrusting in and out of Kurt faster and faster. They locked eyes in the mirror, gazes dark, and filled with lust. Blaine smiled at him, and then began sucking on his neck. Kurt's hips bucked forward slightly, the sensation becoming too much. He knew he was going to come soon.

"I'm close."

"Okay, Kurt. I want you to jerk yourself off, now. But don't stop looking in that mirror."

Kurt did as he was told, wrapping his hand around his leaking cock, and pumping slowly. Blaine moaned, the sight bringing him closer to his own orgasm. He began thrusting even faster than before, and Kurt sped up his fist, pumping quickly over his painfully hard cock.

Blaine felt a familiar heat coiling in his stomach, and dug his fingers into Kurt's hips. There were sure to be bruises there tomorrow, but neither boy cared.

"Come for me, Kurt." Blaine whispered in his ear. "Come for me, and look at how beautiful you are."

And that was all it took. With one last pump of Kurt's hand on his cock, he ran his thumb over the head, and came, shouting Blaine's name. Never taking his eyes off himself in the mirror. He watched as the come came spurting from his cock, covering his chest, and hand. He moaned, low and long, and then Blaine was coming, too. His hips spasming as he thrust into Kurt.

They stood there for a moment, breathing heavy. Blaine then pulled out his softening cock, before removing the condom, tying it, and throwing it into the trash.

He grabbed a few tissues, and walked over to Kurt, wiping him off before the come got a chance to dry.

He then looked him in his bright blue eyes, and leaned in for a soft, sweet kiss. Kurt pulled back, a huge grin on his face.

"Think you'll be any more comfortable with your own body from now on?" Blaine asked.

"Definitely." Kurt blushed.

"And yet you still blush." Blaine teased. "I guess some things never change."

"I need to think of some sort of payback for this, Blaine Anderson."

"Kinky payback?"

"Oh, we're all into kinks now, are we?" Kurt questioned. "Just because we had mirror sex does not mean this is turning into some super kinky adventurous sexual relationship. We have plenty of time for all of that in the future."

"Hey. You loved the mirror sex."

"No, I merely-"

"Mmp. Nope. No arguing, Mr. Hummel. You loved it, and you know it."

"Fine. So maybe I did. Still doesn't mean we have to be the kink-couple."

"But we could be."

"Yes, I suppose we could."

"So, about that payback?" Blaine winked.

"Oh, I'll think of something." And with that, Kurt sauntered over to the pile of clothes, and began getting dressed again.