I hadn't seen this movie yet but I wasn't interesting in watching it anyways. The volume was lower than it usually is so I had a feeling he was thinking the same thing I was. He has the most comfortable couch in his living room, one of those that curve in the corner. I always steal the corner seat before he gets a chance, I snuggle into a little ball and he joins me. He has this way of bringing out the kid in me, making me suddenly more carefree and silly than the moment before. I don't know how we get there, but he ends up finding a way to put his arm around me so I'm perfectly cuddled into his chest and holding his body in my arms. He started caressing my arm and it gave me the chills. When he noticed he held me closer and giggled, grabbed a blanket to put over us, and then gracefully went from lounging to laying down with me. The movie seemed to be muted because all I could hear was my heartbeat next to his as we looked at each other. When he looked into my eyes, I felt like he could see and understand everything about me. He would always stare deeply; I wasn't as good at keeping eye contact as he was. I got butterflies quicker and I was always more nervous than him so all I could do is look into his eyes for a moment, then look down and smile. Each time I looked back up, he was always still staring at me. He had this way of making me feel like the most special person in the world. We didn't have time alone like this often, but when we did it felt like the only thing that mattered. The way he would rub my back and accidently slide my shirt up just enough to feel his fingertips on my lower back was as intimate as could be, and it was all I needed to feel close to him. His eyes started to close and I cuddled in closer.

"Blaine,"

"Hm?" he said, almost humming.

"I love you."

He slowly opened his eyes and a smile grew on his face, "I love you."

He put his hand on my face softly and leaned in to kiss me. He kept his face close to mine, our noses brushing. He sighed, as if breathing in the moment. "...so much."

Something in my heart jumped, something in my eyes lit up, something in my head said nothing could be more perfect than this moment. No one could be more perfect for me than this boy. Blaine relaxed again and instead of following suit, my body became a little tense and I leaned up and held his face in my hands, surprising him with another kiss. I felt him smile. He giggled a little bit and our lips parted. He held my wrist gently and kissed me again, again, and another time. His smile faded and his hand left my wrist, moving down my arm, to my lower back, pushing me closer to him.

"Mmm."

Blaine opened his mouth just a little more than before and let his tongue slide over my bottom lip. My hands moved to the back of his head and grasped his hair and pulled him closer. His grip on my back just got tighter.

A mixture of nervousness and excitement overwhelms me, even though we've been intimate before it does not happen often so I can't help but question what will happen next. Neither of us ever knows. I think that's what makes us special; everything we do is genuine and heartfelt because there's no other way to go about it. He knows how to make me feel special, and I know how to love him. He makes it so easy.

I move my leg around him, lifted so that my thigh is straddling his hip. Blaine whispered my name and I think that's a good thing, so I don't stop. I pull away from his lips and kiss his cheek, his ear then down to his neck. All I could hear was Blaine's staggered breathing, and all I could feel were his arms around me keeping my body close to his. I turned to lie on top of him and continued kissing his neck. I bit his neck soft, then hard, and then sucked on the skin there for a few seconds.

"Kurt, oh my god." He grabbed my hair in his hands, pushing my body right on top of his. I could feel him hard beneath me which only encouraged me further.

"Baby, where is this coming from?" I kept biting and sucking on his neck, then kissed over the place I was sure I had left a hickey, kissed up his neck and bit his ear. I couldn't help but smile, I didn't know where this was coming from either. I just knew I loved him and he was looking particularly sexy in his comfy-movie-night-with-Kurt sweats.

"Mm... nevermind, this is quite nice," he said through the smile on his face. I brushed his hair back and gazed in his eyes.

"Let's go in your bedroom."

I love him so much. I trust him. I matter, he knows I matter. I love him. I can see it in the way he looks at me.

Softly, he replied, "Okay."

We walked into his room and he pushed me against the wall, grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me. He kissed me fast and hard and with his tongue and I kissed him back just the same.

"I love you so much," He reminded me.

We kissed and he walked me towards the bed, I fell backward on the mattress and lay my head on the pillow, staring up at him.

"Hey," I said, tugging at his sweater. He smiled and pulled it over his head. Every time I see his body my eyes light up, I am with the most beautiful boy in the world. He looked down at me and scrunched his nose, looking into my eyes; I pulled off my shirt as well because I knew that's what he wanted.

It still amazes me how each time I am alone with Blaine, all my insecurities seem to fade away. I know he takes me as I am and embraces it and loves it and that makes me want to share myself with him. I know he doesn't take me for granted and with every chance he gets, he reminds me how lucky he feels to have me. I'm the lucky one.

He pulled the sheets back for us to lie underneath the blankets, we cuddled underneath the blanket with our noses brushing, giggling, and sneaking in kisses on each other's necks, shoulders, chests, and everywhere we wanted. Blaine leaned over and started kissing my neck, giving me the indication he was going to pay me back for the hickey I'd given him ten minutes before. He kissed my neck and thrusted his body against mine, making me moan louder than I'd admit to. He sucked and bit my neck and I pushed my body close to his in response.

"Mmm, honey. Oh.." My hands drifted from pulling his hair, to his chest, to the top of his pants. I felt his body jolt when I held him in my hands. He pulled away from my neck and moaned my name. He was half-facing the pillow moaning every few seconds and I began to stroke him over his sweatpants. Blaine pressed a kiss to my lips then slid off his sweatpants, then his boxers. I kissed his chest, down to his belly, then slid my tongue along him.

"Kurt, o-oh.." he grasped my hair in his hand gently guiding me. I stroked him as I kissed his inner thigh, then his tip, then began to suck him off. I started off slow, then gradually going deeper and faster until Blaine was thrusting himself into my mouth. He then pushed himself up, tensed his body, and I felt him pulsate in my mouth. I kept going fast and deeper until he released in my mouth.

"O-oh... God... Kurt," He moaned as I finished him off. I kissed him, up his stomach then on his cheek. I relaxed next to him as I watched him collect himself.

"Baby.... God, you're amazing." He put his arm around me and held me closer. I rested my leg over his.

"Thank you," I whispered, almost too innocently. He looked down and smiled at me, in his eyes I saw him saying 'you are so cute' but, of course I would never just assume that. We were quiet for a moment, embracing each other, every few seconds he'd hold me a little tighter. I held his hand that rested on his chest and kissed it.

"I am so lucky." He whispered.

"Yes, you are."

"Is that right?" He said, getting closer to my face and turning his body to lean on top of mine.

"Nuh-hu, not this time," I said, as I pushed his body down on the bed and straddled on top of him. I kissed his nose. We looked at each other for a moment.

"I want to be with you... inside you." Blaine's eyes lit up and his mouth opened just a little bit, probably in surprise of how forward I was being.

"I want to be inside you, Blaine."

He leaned up and kissed me, his hand grabbed my jeans and unzipped them, tugging them down. He looked up and me and squinted his eyes as he caressed my chest. I pulled down my jeans and then my boxers. I leaned over to grab the lube Blaine always keeps in the drawer next to his bed, then I lay down on my back. I turned to look at Blaine, "... Sit up."

He did without question, though I'm sure he had one. He whispered 'okay' but I think he was talking to himself, telling himself he could do this. "Turn around."

"Like this?" Blaine asked as his hands were on either side of me, with his back facing me and his legs laying on the outside of mine.

"Yeah, honey... just that like." I said as I guided his body up, then he took the lead. He slowly let me into him. I rubbed his back hard with one hand as I grabbed his hip tight with the other. Blaine let more of me in and I thrusted into him unable to help myself. He moaned and lost himself in it, all of me was inside him. He began to move faster up and down with his head falling back out of pleasure. I couldn't stop touching him, my hands were all over him, from his lower back to his stomach caressing up to his chest. I pulled him back so he was almost laying on top of me.

"O-oh, Oh... babe, c-can I turn around?" I hummed positively.

He turned around and held my hands above my head. His face was close to mine as he thrusted up and down around me. "Oh god, Blaine. Oh... don't, d-don't stop." He smiled and breathed heavily, thrusting harder. His hands were tight in mine, I leaned up and shared a sloppy kiss with the gorgeous boy above me. As he pulled away, my mouth opened and various words escaped my mouth with the subtle moan of Blaine's name.

"...I-I'm close." I threw myself into Blaine as he moaned and oh, oh my god.

When I finished, he lay down close next to me with his arms around me, caressing my cheek and kissing me all over as I relaxed. I sleepily kissed him and smiled.

"What are you smiling about, sweetheart?" he asked. I gazed into his beautiful honey-colored eyes and felt my heart beat out of my chest as I tried to catch my breath.

"I'm the luckiest boy in the world."

Blaine smiled and held me closer as I fell asleep in his arms.