Kurt and Blaine were laid out on Blaine’s sofa. They had the place to themselves for the weekend since Blaine’s parents were on a business trip until Monday morning. Kurt had agreed to stay over because Cooper was also out of town, visiting his girlfriend and Blaine hated to be alone. They’d put on Dirty Dancing and gotten through the first 25 minutes innocently feeding each other popcorn, sneaking little kisses in between bites and sips of their shared soda.

Kurt snuggled into Blaine, his arm cuddled comfortably around Blaine’s waist as Blaine dragged the blanket from the back of the sofa over them both, settling his cheek softly on the top of Kurt’s head. His hand around Kurt’s shoulder stroked softly along his arm in a soothing pattern, Kurt sighed contently.

“I’ve missed this,” Blaine whispered, turning to kiss his boyfriend’s hair.

It’d been weeks since they’d had any time properly to themselves. Since the summer really, school has kept them both so busy and Blaine’s parents have been in town so much more than they usually are. They both loved having the house to themselves, whether it’s Kurt’s house (which is rare, considering how much Finn decides to have Rachel over, and Burt and Carole barely ever go away for the week) or Blaine’s house, which is common as both of Blaine’s parents are business people who have extremely busy schedules. Blaine’s brother Cooper has a girlfriend who lives an hour away, so whenever he gets the chance he jumps at going to spend a weekend with her, leaving the house alone to Blaine, who hates having no one around. When they started dating, Kurt quickly found out how much Blaine craves company in his house when he’s alone, how much he loves having someone there just to cuddle up with or to talk to, cook for and to just generally be with.

“Me too.” Kurt agreed. “I’ve missed you.”

He cuddled his arm around Blaine tighter, his free hand teetering down Blaine’s chest over his vest shirt. He nuzzled into Blaine’s neck, humming happily.

“Mmmm” Blaine hummed in agreement. He lifted his head up, bringing two fingers under Kurt’s chin to tilt his up too. Blaine smiled at him before leaning forward to kiss him softly. Their lips met sweetly, Blaine’s hand moving around to cup Kurt’s neck, pulling them closer together.

Moving their lips together languidly, Kurt shuffled closer, bringing his feet up under him to sit more comfortably as Blaine’s tongue dipped between his lips, forcing its way into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt sucked teasingly, feeling Blaine smile against his mouth, but they continued kissing, Kurt’s hand fisting at the top of Blaine’s shirt.

“Come here,” Blaine whispered between kisses, pulling away briefly to tug Kurt further towards him.

Kurt decided to feign innocence. “Can’t get much closer,” he whispered, a grin slipping onto his lips as he nudged his waist into Blaine’s, showing how close they were.

Blaine kissed him hard again, sucking on his bottom lip as he wrapped his hand under Kurt’s knee, dragging it over Blaine’s waist.

“Oh,” Kurt laughed, shuffling to fully straddle his boyfriend’s hips.

“Oh.” Blaine repeated, smiling. He cupped Kurt’s neck and jaw with his hand and pulled him down again for another kiss, letting Kurt take control. Blaine snaked his hands around Kurt’s waist, tugging a little on Kurt’s shirt to pull themselves together before reaching around and grabbing his ass firmly with both of his hands, forcing Kurt’s hips to roll into his own. Kurt sucked in a whining breath, and Blaine pulled away to kiss his jaw.

“Don’t do that,” Blaine whispered, nipping his jaw lightly. “We’re alone, I want to hear you.”

Blaine’s hands squeezed Kurt’s ass hard again, dragging their half-hard erections together through way too many clothes.

“Need you,” Kurt whimpered. “Want you so bad,” He rolled his hips down again continuously, rutting shamelessly against his boyfriend’s hardening dick.

“Tell me what you want, Kurt.” Blaine demanded, squeezing his ass again. He’d always loved his ass; it was his main weakness with Kurt. The one thing that made him turn to jelly. “Tell me.”

“I want-” he started, but a whine caught in his throat and he kissed Blaine hard, making him arch his back into it as he wrapped his legs around Blaine’s waist, locking his ankles behind his boyfriend’s back and grinding his hips in strong circles. Blaine whimpered into the kiss, sucking Kurt’s tongue eagerly and then pulling back to bite on his lip as they pulled away. “I want to ride you,” Kurt finally said, nosing Blaine’s cheek as he sucked onto his neck. Kurt tilted his head back to give him a better angle, and Blaine spread his lips across Kurt’s adams apple, sucking softly and licking over the flesh, keening in the way that it felt around his lips as Kurt swallowed. Kurt hummed, and Blaine whimpered at the vibrations, squeezing Kurt’s ass firmly until Kurt ducked his head back down to Blaine’s lips, playfully nipping and kissing.

“Can I?” Kurt asked, licking across Blaine’s lip briefly before panting out. “Can I ride you?”

“Yes, fuck, yes, Kurt please.” Blaine gasped.

“Upstairs?” Kurt suggested, pulling himself backwards on Blaine’s lap.

“No, no,” Blaine tugged him forward again, their hips grinding together. “Right here, ride me here, please.” He begged.

“You’re so fucking horny.” Kurt laughed, grinding his hips harder against Blaine’s. Blaine moved his hands from Kurt’s ass reluctantly, tugging his shirt up.

“Off,” he breathed, dragging it over Kurt’s head and throwing it across the floor. Kurt mirrored his actions, tossing Blaine’s in the same direction as his own went.

“We should be naked,” Kurt breathed and pulled back away from Blaine. Blaine whined and dragged their hips back together again.

“Not yet, need you” He leant forward and let his tongue drag over Kurt’s chest, sucking on a nipple when he reached it, his mouth moulding around the hardened nub. Kurt’s back arched into the touch of Blaine’s mouth on him.

“Shit, shit, Blaine.” He bucked his hips harder, feeling himself getting close. “Blaine, you need-need to stop, I’m gonna-fuck” he groaned.

Blaine grinned against his chest, and moved over to suck his other nipple.

“Don’t come yet,” Blaine whispered against his torso.

Kurt arched his back further and pulled them apart, dragging Blaine’s arms away from him so he could stand up. Once standing, his legs started to give out from under him, the sensation of what they’d just been doing hitting him. Blaine leant forward and held his waist still, and then moved his fingers around to unfasten his jeans, swiftly pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles, letting Kurt step out of them. As soon as Kurt was naked, he was back on Blaine’s lap in a second, the friction from Blaine’s jeans against his naked dick making it even more difficult for him to control himself, to stop from coming over Blaine’s stomach right there. Blaine’s hands found their way to Kurt’s bare ass, a groan escaping from his throat in a growl as he squeezed rough and hard.

“My jeans-I can take, take them off” he breathed. Kurt shook his head, their hips grinding together hurriedly.

“No,” Kurt replied quietly.

Blaine realised that begging wasn’t gonna get him anywhere, so he decided to go for a different tactic. He wrapped his hand around Kurt’s neck and tugged him down to suck on his ear lobe and his neck, Kurt rest his forehead against the back of the sofa next to Blaine’s head.

“Let me take my jeans off baby,” He started. “Let me fuck you, I want you to ride me, I want to feel your ass around me, please,”

“Tell me more.” Kurt smirked.

“I want to feel the grip of your ass sliding up and down my dick, I want to see you clenching around me, feel you make me come, watch you lose control all around me, pulling my hair until you can’t hold on anymore,” he was rambling, but it was working. “I want you to come without me even touching you,”

Kurt cut him off with a kiss, open mouthed and dirty, his tongue trying to cover every inch of Blaine’s mouth he could. He pulled away, looking at Blaine with dark, lust blown eyes.

“I’m gonna go find some lube, I want you naked when I get back.” He said simply, and then pulled himself off of Blaine’s lap, away from his possessive grasp.

Kurt disappeared upstairs towards Blaine’s bedroom, and Blaine lay still for a moment, catching his breath. He unfastened his jeans leisurely and dropped them onto to the floor with his boxers, taking a few moments to settle back onto the sofa and begin to pump his erection softly.

“Couldn’t wait, huh?” Kurt said coyly from the doorway. He walked over to a grinning, blushed Blaine and straddled his legs, removing his fingers carefully and placing the bottle of lube into his open palm.

Blaine leant forward and kissed him softly, it was gentle, loving and intimate but when Kurt pulled back and crawled off of Blaine, spreading his legs either side of him, the entire atmosphere change. Blaine scrambled back onto the sofa to kneel between his boyfriend’s legs, and he poured some lube onto his fingers, rubbing his hands together to warm it up a bit before pressing one finger to Kurt’s rim. He leant forward and pressed a kiss to his chest as he eased the finger through the muscular ring, feeling Kurt stretch around him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Kurt cursed, arching his back under Blaine’s touch.

“You swear a lot when you’re turned on,” Blaine teased. “It’s hot.”

“More,” he begged, his head thrashing from side to side, trying to force his hips further onto Blaine’s hand.

Blaine pushed the first finger in until it was buried in his ass, he twisted experimentally, admiring the way Kurt’s face scrunched up and then relaxed as the burn disappeared and pleasure wracked his body. Blaine started to pump his finger in and out of Kurt’s hole, watching in awe as sweat began to bead up down Kurt’s neck, he wanted nothing more than to reach over and lick along it, so he did. As he leant forward, his finger crooked inside Kurt and brushed against his prostate, making Kurt whine and groan, his eyes fluttering shut and his breathing deepening, making Blaine want to thrust his dick inside him and make him make more noises like that. But he simply continued to pump his finger in and out of Kurt, tauntingly slow and teasing, knowing that Kurt was whining for more fingers, for at least two or three, but Blaine wanted to drag this out, so he poured more lube over Kurt’s hole, grinning at the way that Kurt winced at the cold sensation, but he massaged it into him, his finger sliding with so much ease in and out of him, Kurt’s hips bucking onto his finger, craving more, needing so much more.

“Another finger...please...” He whined mercifully.

“In a minute” Blaine replied, he sat back and watched as his finger slid easily into Kurt’s hole. “You look so hot right now.” He wondered aloud, gazing with wonder at his boyfriend, whining and groaning above him and trying to fuck himself on Blaine’s finger. Blaine’s mouth filled with saliva at the sight and he swallowed thickly and pulled his finger out, thrusting two back in straight away. Kurt moaned loudly and Blaine leant down to suck on Kurt’s chest, leaving small hickeys across the skin.

He twisted his fingers into Kurt, brushing over his prostate on a rough thrust.

“Blaine, more, more, please, I’m begging you” Kurt cried out, his hand gripping painfully onto the side of the sofa to keep from pushing his own fingers alongside Blaine’s just to get some sort of stretch without this teasing.

“Baby just wait.” Blaine said calmly, thrusting his two fingers into Kurt at a faster pace, holding onto Kurt’s hip with his free hand so that he could fuck his boyfriend with his fingers. Kurt was meeting his thrusts on each pump, feeling himself getting closer to coming, and Blaine pulled his fingers out immediately, leaving Kurt to clench around the air.

“Blaine...” he whined.

“Shhh” He soothed, thrusting three fingers into him, twisting carefully and making sure that his pumps were long, drawn out and languid. He watched as Kurt’s face relaxed after being stretched just that little bit more, and began to thrust deeper and faster into him. He poured some more lube over Kurt’s hole to make sure his fingers were able to still slide with ease into his boyfriend.

“Almost ready for me?” He asked breathlessly, he was painfully hard, his own erection was coated with precome, waiting for Kurt to sink down on him, the thought made his mouth dry and he licked his lips shakily.

“Y-y-yeah. Now. Please.” Kurt stuttered. Blaine had had enough teasing, and pulled his fingers out carefully, and turned to sit down, dragging Kurt’s legs towards him for Kurt to straddle his legs again. Blaine lubed up his erection (they’d both been tested, discussed bare backing and decided it was definitely what they wanted) and held Kurt’s hip steadily as he lowered himself onto Blaine’s lap. Blaine pulled Kurt’s cheeks apart, and helped guide Kurt onto himself. As he edged past Kurt’s rim, he sucked in a harsh breath. Kurt lowered himself onto his boyfriend’s dick, feeling his heartbeat in his ears as the intensity of having his boyfriend balls deep inside him, underneath him overtook his control. Their skin was flush together, Kurt’s head resting on Blaine’s shoulder as Blaine pressed soft kisses to Kurt’s shoulder and refrained from thrusting up into him and taking him rough and marking him, scratching, biting, bruising.

Kurt rolled his hips onto Blaine’s crotch and Blaine whined out a strangled moan. Blaine ran his fingertips up and down Kurt’s sides and continued to press butterfly kisses to his shoulder.

“You alright?” he whispered softly, pulling his body away from Kurt’s so he could see his boyfriend’s face. He noticed how Kurt’s eyebrows were burrowed and his eyes were shut tight. “Hey, hey.”

Kurt’s eyes opened wide and he lifted his legs carefully to wrap around Blaine’s waist, the movement of his legs shifting Blaine’s dick inside him, and he bit on his lip to keep from whimpering.

“Stop that,” Blaine scolded, he reached to Kurt’s face and pulled his bottom lip from behind his teeth. “I told you, I want to hear you.” He let his thumb linger on Kurt’s lip before dragging it down his face, and leaning to kiss him sweetly instead. Once Kurt’s ankles were locked behind Blaine’s back, Kurt pulled away from the kiss and wrapped his arms around Blaine’s shoulders, fingertips digging into the skin.

“Move,” Kurt whispered, lifting himself up as much as he could to drop himself back onto Blaine’s erection, savouring the fullness he felt, and the way he could practically feel Blaine’s pulse in him.

“Oh god you’re so tight, so tight, oh” Blaine rambled. Kurt gripped Blaine’s hair with one of his hands, tugging lightly as Blaine began to thrust into him. “Harder.”

Kurt grinned but obliged, gripping tighter into his hair and pulling more and more whilst Blaine thrust into him over and over and over, angled just right to brush his prostate every few drives.

They both moan simultaneously as their thrusts both meet in the most perfect way, and Blaine settles to letting Kurt bounce on his dick, his own eyes fluttering closed, but opening sharply as Kurt drags on his hair again, grinning at him.

Kurt’s legs begin to start to burn; it’s been so long since he’s ridden Blaine. Blaine feels his boyfriend’s legs start to quiver around him and he moves his hands up to grip onto Kurt’s back, his sweaty fingertips digging into the flesh.

“Lie down” Blaine whispered hotly, nudging Kurt to lie down back where he was just a few minutes before. Kurt kept his legs wrapped and locked tightly around Blaine’s back, but let him move him onto his back, feeling Blaine start to thrust faster with simplicity.

Once Kurt was lying down fully, Blaine held onto his shoulders and began to thrust relentlessly into him, Kurt’s legs falling from around his waist, spreading his legs even wider and giving Blaine the space to be able to angle his hips just there to make Kurt growl from right in his throat.

Kurt’s body was reacting on its own, his fingers digging painfully into the sofa and his back and neck arching out when Blaine brushed against his prostate. A strangled cry escaped him as he came, hard, whimpering Blaine’s name as he rode out his orgasm. Blaine followed straight after, the tight hot sensation of Kurt coming undone around him too much, he came fast and long into Kurt, shallow thrusts keeping him buried inside his boyfriend until the sensitive awareness because too much and he reluctantly pulled away from Kurt. He collapsed onto Kurt’s chest as Kurt cuddled him up, arms surrounding his sweaty hot boyfriend. They both knew they should probably get up and clean themselves but Blaine was kissing across Kurt’s chest and all interest of leaving this sofa went straight out of his head.

Blaine licked across a small hickey he’d made earlier in the centre of his boyfriend’s torso, and Kurt’s breath hitched at the bruise. The buzz of the movie blared on in the background and Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s damp curls resting on his chest, soaking up everything perfect about this moment.

*

Blaine woke up first the next morning, some how they’d dragged themselves to his bedroom and fell asleep with Blaine being the little spoon and Kurt’s torso flush against his back. He turned over in Kurt’s grasp, and brushed Kurt’s hair back out of his face where it had fallen as he slept.

He shivered a little bit, realising how cold the air suddenly was, and cuddled further into Kurt’s arms. Kurt roused at the movement and his eyes flickered into focus onto Blaine’s face. He grinned and tugged him closer.

“Hi” he whispered, kissing Blaine’s lips softly.

“Mmm morning” Blaine replied, kissing him again before pulling away and nuzzling his way down into Kurt’s neck. “So cold” he breathed.

Kurt pulled him impossibly closer and tangled their legs together, the duvet wrapped tight around their bodies as Blaine kissed his collarbone carefully.

“How are you always so warm?” Blaine asked quietly. “So warm...” he snuggled into Kurt’s body contently.

“You’re just always freezing” Kurt countered, rubbing his foot along Blaine’s cold leg. “Try wearing socks, you’ll be surprised how warm you get.” He teased.

“Being cold means snuggling with you” Blaine mumbled, kissing Kurt’s chest.

“Ah,” Kurt grinned. “So you planned this.” He pushed Blaine over so he was on his back and Kurt hovering over him, a smile tugging on his lips.

Blaine smiled innocently and tried to lean his head forward to kiss Kurt, but Kurt pulled away.

“Hey” Blaine objected, pouting as his head fell back on the pillow again.

“Hey yourself” Kurt whispered, leaning down and pressing their lips together softly, once, twice before pulling away and falling onto his own back. Blaine scrambled over to him again, folding himself into Kurt’s arms once more. “You’re so clingy.” Kurt breathed out a laugh.

“I’m so in love with you.” Blaine smiled.