I tell Blaine to leave and then I immediately want to take it back, I just can’t talk to him about this, I can talk to him about anything, I know that. I’ve been more then taking advantage of how comfortable we’re getting with each other but this? This is in a whole other realm of conversation, one I’m not sure I want to enter in to. Yes my ego is bruised, I feel like I’ve been making a fool out of myself trying to be sexy and then we go from talking about being sexy to sex and I know I brought it up but now I’m regretting I ever did because I can’t quite shake the feeling that this time Blaine can’t quite understand where I’m coming from.

He’s getting up but he’s not walking to the door, instead he’s walking towards me and I don’t know what makes me do it but I take a step back, and another, and another and with each step I take back he takes one towards me. My back hits the wall and I don’t have anymore space to walk backwards. Blaine stops right in front of me, he puts his left hand on the wall behind me and he's almost blocking me in, only his right hand isn’t on the wall. He’s pressed against me now and I suddenly know where his right hand got to, because it’s gripping my hip. I try to say his name, as a warning, a plea, something but my breath catches in my throat and for a second it’s like I can’t breathe, because Blaine just kissed me on the cheek.

I expect his lips to stop there but they don’t, my eyes fall close as he presses his lips against my jaw, soft and slow and all I can think about is the fact that Blaine’s lips are on my skin and I’d pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming about him again but this feels too real. But I can’t seem to remember when I went from keeping my hands away from him to clutching his shoulders and maybe I’m squeezing too tight but right now my hold on him and the feel of his lips are the only thing anchoring me.

His lips move up and he nips at my earlobe and I know he can feel me hard against his thigh and if I hadn’t have been hard before I’d have no chance against him whispering my name against my skin. I’d be mortified about my evident hard on except for the fact that I’m sure, I can feel him hard against me and I can’t quite explain the thrill that gives me. His lips land on my neck and I almost let my head fall back before I realize there’s no room for me to. I hear myself moan Blaine’s name only I’ve never heard my voice sound like that before.

His teeth scrap against my neck and I push my hips forward, I can feel him grin against my skin and then his lips are gone and I’m left wondering why, but only for a second because he’s in looking at me and the hand that was holding my hips so close to his trails up over my waist and over my chest and I force myself to keep my eyes open. Blaine cups my jaw, his thumb running over my bottom lip. His lips asking a question I almost don’t hear. “Can I?” His voice, as if I could ever tell him no when he asks like he needs to kiss me. “Yes.” I’m sure it only takes a second before he’s moving closer and then Oh, His lips are on mine and I freeze for a second before I just let myself feel.

My eyes closing as I try to mimic what he’s doing, my lips opening underneath his and then it’s amazing, I know I’m never going to want to forget how this feels, what he tastes like and I don’t think I ever want this to stop. Only it does, what seems like all too soon he’s pulling his lips away from mine, I want to ask why but he already knows what I’m about to say because his thumb is rubbing over my lips, his smile gentle and his face caring. “Kurt, One day you’re gonna realize exactly how much someone wants you and when you do? I want you to be ready.” His thumb leaves my lips and I run my tongue over them because they feel dry. “That someone’s going to be you isn’t it?” Blaine smiles and instead of saying anything he leans forward kissing me almost chastely and I know I’ve got the answer I wanted. He takes a step back and he walks over to the bedroom door and he smiles at me before the door shuts behind him and I almost want to give in to the urge to let my knees go and sink to the floor and sit on the carpet but I don’t instead I walk over to the bed, I sit down and then I can’t help but smile.