As Long as You're Mine 3/3
Title: As Long as Your Mine Chapter 3
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5200+ (This Part)
Warnings: Explicit sex (blowjobs, fingering, anal)Language
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer:Glee is not, never has been, nor ever will be mine.If it was, it would be the Klaine show, and it would be on HBO, so we could have the smut. :)
Summary: Kurt and Blaine's first overnight trip together without Parental supervision. Oh what will the boys do?
This Chapter - Kurt had wanted to kiss Blaine senseless ever since they left the theater, but seeing as Blaine did have to drive them back to the hotel, Kurt had sufficed with keeping Blaine's right hand entwined in his own. The moment the hotel elevator door's closed however, Kurt's lips were on Blaine’s.
Author's note: Hummelson!verse. Take's place Christmas/late January of their Senior year of High school. This is my version of the Boys' first time...There's not much plot this chapter...but that's what the other two chapters were for :)Incidentally, this story pops my smut cherry! woohoo! I'm hoping that there will be more to come, and that now that i have this out of the way it will be easier to write...All the blame thanks for the existence of this story goes to my fabulous beta callmerayray who would not leave me alone till I wrote the boys having sex. My thanks to her as well for helping me keep this from being completely awkward.
If you missed it - Part 1 and Part 2
And, if interested, you can find the rest of the Hummelson!verse here on my masterlist
Chapter 3
Kurt had wanted to kiss Blaine senseless ever since they left the theater, but seeing as Blaine did have to drive them back to the hotel, Kurt had sufficed with keeping Blaine's right hand entwined in his own. The moment the hotel elevator door's closed however, Kurt's lips were on Blaine’s.
He backed Blaine against the wall and kissed him as Blaine let out a grunt of surprise. He brought a hand up to tangle in Blaine’s hair, which had considerably less gel in it than normal, bringing Blaine closer as his other hand tugged at Blaine’s hips.
Blaine responded eagerly, once he got over the initial surprise, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s waist and letting a hand sneak up the back of Kurt's shirt. Kurt shivered in pleasure, relishing the feeling of Blaine's hand on his bare skin. He moaned into Blaine's mouth as their tongues danced around each other, totally unconcerned with the idea of someone catching them like this. He was vaguely aware of the elevator coming to a stop and the doors opening but he was too busy plundering Blaine’s mouth with his tongue to really care.
Blaine however, must have had a little more coherency than Kurt because he pushed Kurt away suddenly. Kurt didn't even have time to be disappointed though, before Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and yanked him out of the elevator and down the hall at top speed. Once they were outside their room, Blaine tugged on their entwined hands and pulled Kurt into another fiery kiss, turning the tables and pushing Kurt up against the door.
Kurt moaned into the kiss and once again entangled his hand in Blaine’s hair, while Blaine fumbled in his pocket for their room key, his lips never leaving Kurt’s.
Blaine held Kurt steady as he slid the key card through the lock and opened the door. Kurt felt himself being backed up, and heard the sound of the door being kicked shut as they both started to rip the others jacket's off, discarding them haphazardly onto the floor. Kurt started to protest the maltreatment of his Marc Jacob's jacket, but then one of Blaine's hands found it's way to his ass, and all coherent thought or words left him. They toppled onto the closest bed, and Blaine was immediately hovering over him, kissing him deeply as Kurt slid himself across the bed into a more comfortable position before laying back, pulling Blaine with him and feeling his weight on top of him.
Kurt gasped a little when he felt Blaine's erection press against his and involuntarily jerked his hips up at the sensation. Blaine moaned into Kurt's mouth and ground his hips down into Kurt's. They rutted against each other, slowly, just enjoying the feel of their bodies moving together in a gentle rhythm. They kissed long, slow, and deep, every once in awhile letting their mouths wander down across the others jaw, down their neck, before returning back to the others mouth again.
Kurt wasn't sure low long they laid there like that, lost in each other, but eventually the slow grinding of their hips which he usually loved just wasn't enough anymore. He wanted so much more. This wasn't like every other time they'd fooled around together. Those times were stolen moments in the back of one of their cars, parked a couple of blocks down before they went their separate ways from dates, or rushed, hurried hand jobs during study sessions before their parent's came home from work. There was always the rush and fear of being caught and interrupted, and never really enough time to just explore and admire each others bodies. Not like tonight. Tonight there was no fear of being interrupted. There was nothing keeping them from being together.
“Bl..Blaine...” Kurt breathed as Blaine's mouth trailed down to his jaw, placing soft, sucking kisses along his jawline. Kurt pushed a little at Blaine's chest.
Blaine pulled back, and Kurt couldn't help but whine a little at the loss of contact. Blaine chuckled softly at Kurt's neediness and ducked his head down to kiss Kurt softly, before pulling back up slightly to stare into Kurt's eyes. Kurt matched his gaze and wondered at the lust and wanting that he saw there as Blaine looked down at him and caressed his cheek. Kurt licked his lips as he watched Blaine do the same, his gaze falling to Kurt's mouth.
Kurt recognized that feeling of need and want in Blaine’s face, but there was something else there as well. There was love, respect, and trust and it was those things above everything else that made Kurt's heart beat faster.
He slowly sat up, pushing gently on Blaine's chest with both hands so that they were sitting up on their knees facing each other. He slid his hands up Blaine's chest and wrapped one around his neck, the other grazing Blaine’s cheek.
Blaine turned his head and caught Kurt’s palm with his mouth, kissing it gently, and brought one hand up to hold it in place, trailing kisses from the palm to Kurt's wrist, gently sucking when he reached the pulse point.
Kurt's eye's fluttered closed for a second and his fingers flexed against the back of Blaine's neck, tangling into Blaine's disheveled hair, and tugging gently.
Blaine smiled against Kurt's wrist, bringing his eyes up to look into Kurt's. Kurt couldn't help but feel like he was being worshiped. It was an amazing feeling. His mind started to wander to what other part's of his body Blaine could be worshiping, and his cock twitched at the idea. Almost grudgingly, because Blaine's mouth was truly wonderful, Kurt gently pulled his hand away and moved to take off Blaine's tie.
Kurt slid the tie over Blaine's head and started to unbutton Blaine's shirt as Blaine kissed him once again, soft and slow, but with plenty of passion. His fingers shook slightly as he worked, for a reason that Kurt didn't fully understand. It wasn't like he and Blaine hadn't done things together, but maybe it was the realization that tonight would be, was different than how it had been before.
Blaine's hands returned to his waist, softly stroking his sides as they slowly, passionately kissed. One hand made it to the hem of his sweater and pushed under, gliding over Kurt's stomach gently, slowly making it's way toward his ribcage, making him shiver in pleasure. Blaine's other hand joined the first underneath his clothing and snaked it's way around his back.
Kurt broke the kiss, breathing out in frustration as the combination of Blaine's hands on his bare skin and his tongue exploring his mouth was distracting him from his goal of removing Blaine's shirt.
“This,” He said tugging on the collar of the shirt. “Off. Now.”
Blaine smirked and removed his hands obligingly to help Kurt with the rest of the buttons, then let Kurt slide the shirt off his arms. He reached down and pulled his undershirt over his head, tossed it haphazardly across the room, then immediately moved to tug Kurt's sweater off as well. Kurt raised his hands over his head to help with the process.
Kurt closed his eyes in anticipation of feeling Blaine against him, but when he expected Blaine's mouth to meet his again, or to feel Blaine's roaming hands over his chest, he instead felt the bed shift as Blaine's presence moved away from him.
Kurt's eyes snapped open to glare at Blaine, and opened his mouth to protest, but was stopped in his tracks when he realized that Blaine had gotten off the bed to hang up his sweater along with his jacket that had been carelessly discarded earlier. His heart melted. The fact that Blaine took time and care with Kurt's precious clothing made him fall in love with him even more. Blaine was truly the perfect guy.
He smiled at Blaine as he joined him back on the bed, letting a had run up his chest, letting himself revel in the feel of the light dusting of curls there before he brought the hand up to cup Blaine's cheek.
“How are you so amazing?” Kurt asked as he slid his other hand up Blaine's chest, his gaze dropping to follow the trail of his fingertips.
“Funny,” Blaine said, tipping Kurt's chin up so that they were looking into each others eyes. “I was gonna ask you the same thing.” Blaine's smile grew before he crashed their lips together again. Kurt gripped at Blaine's hips, moving him backwards till Blaine leaning against the headboard, and he was straddling his lap. Blaine moved his hands so that he was gripping Kurt's ass, causing Kurt to whimper slightly against Blaine's mouth.
Kurt moved his hands over Blaine's chest as they kissed before moving them to the side and pressing their bare chests together, deepening the kiss as their hands roamed over each others skin, sending shivers of pleasure through both of them.
Kurt pulled back just enough to slip a hand between them and palm Blaine's erection. It was Blaine's turn to whimper into the kiss and the hand that was still on Kurt's ass tightened, giving a little squeeze. Kurt smirked a little before letting his mouth wander down Blaine's neck to his collar bone and across his chest, placing soft sucking kisses along the way, moving his hand off of Blaine's cock to work at Blaine's belt buckle. Blaine groaned at the loss of contact, but Kurt just continued to work , pulling back to concentrate on the task at hand.
Kurt's hands shook as he clumsily fumbled with the belt buckle. It was ridiculous actually. With as acquainted as they were with each others bodies by now, there should be absolutely no reason for him to be so nervous. It wasn't as if he'd never removed Blaine's pants before or touched his cock, or even gone down on him before, but something in him told him that is was wholly different than before. It wasn't just about going slow or taking their time exploring. He was ready. He was completely ready to give all of himself to Blaine. He wanted it, needed it with his whole being. Now if only his nerves would get the message.
He let out a shaky, frustrated breath when he couldn't calm his hands enough to undo the belt buckle. Blaine’s hands came up to try and help him and Kurt was surprised, but somewhat calmed, by the fact that Blaine's hands were shaking as much as his.
Finally, between the two of them, they managed to get the belt undone as well as Kurt's although not without awkward fumbling, and their head's colliding several times, sending the boys into small fits of nervous laughter.
They lazily kissed some more as Kurt awkwardly reached back to remove his own shoes and socks breaking the kiss to gently set them on the floor beside the bed. He noticed when he did that Blaine had also removed his shoes, kicking them off with his feet and letting them fall where they may. He was now trying to kick his socks off in the same manner. Kurt chuckled, finding Blaine quite adorable in that moment, and took pity on him, removing himself from Blaine's lap so that Blaine could properly remove his socks. Blaine hastily chucked the socks off and immediately turned to attack Kurt's lips with his own again, pushing Kurt down against the bed, laying half on him.
Kurt let out a grunt of surprise but eagerly returned the kiss. He wrapped his hands around Blaine's waist, letting them wander down until he was palming his ass, earning a guttural moan from Blaine as his mouth wandered across Kurt's jaw to pay special attention to that spot just below his ear.
Kurt brought his hands to the waist band of Blaine's pants and gave a tug, trying to tell him without words that they needed to go. Because words? Words were not possible when Blaine was gently sucking the skin below his ear like that. They just weren't.
Blaine gave a nervous chuckle and sat up enough so that they could undo the fly of his pants. As soon as the button was undone Kurt shoved the pants off of Blaine's waist. Blaine for his part lost no time in removing the offending clothing the rest of the way, flinging them across the room, ready to pounce on Kurt once more.
Kurt stopped him with a hand on his chest though, to give himself a chance to look and savor. Because while he wasn't completely naked yet, the sight of Blaine, with his curls mussed and his lips bruised and swollen from the kissing and in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs left Kurt completely breathless.
“Has anyone ever told you how gorgeous you are?” he breathed before tugging on Blaine's arm to bring him towards him once again.
Blaine chuckled lightly as he placed a soft kiss against Kurt's lips. “No, you would have that distinct honor.”
“Hmm, “ Kurt hummed kissing him again. “Well it's true. You really are.”
Blaine sat up, moving to straddle Kurt's legs as he worked on the complicated button's of Kurt's too tight pants. “Well the same thing could be said about you, baby.” His fingers fumbled against the fabric and Blaine swore under his breath.
“Seriously, Kurt, why do you have to wear such complicated clothing? I shouldn't have to go through so much just to remove your pants.”
Kurt tried to laugh at that, but it came out as more of a strangled cry when Blaine's hands slipped and brushed against his erection.
“Trust me, I'm seriously regretting the outfit choice right now,” Kurt answered, sitting up slightly in order to see to help Blaine with the snaps. Once they were undone, Blaine slowly, painstakingly slid the tight pants off of Kurt's legs, causing Kurt to growl in frustration.
Blaine just smiled somewhat evilly as he bent over, placing a few kisses on Kurt's stomach before kissing Kurt's erection through the cloth as he continued to pull the pants down past Kurt's knees and and finally off, letting them fall forgotten to the edge of the bed as he turned his full attention to Kurt's erection straining against his underwear.
Kurt's hands flew to Blaine's hair, tangling in them as Blaine mouthed his dick through the cloth, letting out a little whine as he did so, his back arching slightly. Blaine just continued his onslaught on Kurt's erection, slowly working it out of Kurt’s underwear and taking it in his mouth, alternately licking and sucking as he held a gentle but firm grip on Kurt's hips.
Kurt's hands fell to the bed, gripping the comforter, trying to force his hips to stay still, in order not to hurt Blaine. He propped himself up onto his elbows, so he could watch as Blaine worked. Their eye's met after a few moments, and Kurt ran a hand lovingly through Blaine's curls, before flopping back down onto the bed to try and gain some composure.
Kurt's mind was flying at a million miles per second as he felt his orgasm slowly build inside of him. As much as he loved what Blaine was doing, (Gaga, did he love what Blaine was doing) he knew that if he wanted to do more Blaine was going to have to stop. Kurt wasn't sure how long he'd last otherwise.
“Blaine...” Kurt moaned. Blaine hummed around him in answer, which caused Kurt’s hips to buck up involuntarily. Thankfully for Blaine he had a fairly strong grip on Kurt’s hips to keep him from thrusting into his mouth too deeply. Blaine just continued his onslaught on Kurt's cock.
Kurt had planned on making a whole speech about being ready and wanting to go farther, but Blaine's mouth on his cock was thoroughly distracting him, so that when he meant to say “I want you to make love to me,” it came out as “Condoms?”
Blaine pulled off of him then, looking up at Kurt questioningly. “Are...are you sure, Kurt? We, we don't have to... I'm fine just doing this...” He trailed off.
The horribly disguised eagerness in his answer to Kurt's suggestion told Kurt that Blaine was just being a gentlemen and would love to do more than just giving him a blow job.
He sat up and touched his hand to Blaine's cheek. “Blaine, I'm sure. I love you, and I...I want this”
Blaine smiled before kissing Kurt gently and getting off the bed, taking Kurt's forgotten pants with him, folding them, and laying them down on the chair next to the other bed.
Kurt was just about to tell Blaine that he had some condoms and lube tucked away in a compartment in his suitcase (just in case) when Blaine pulled out both items from his own bag. Kurt burst out laughing.
“I'm surprised you had those, considering how adamant you were that we follow my dad's rules.”
“Well, I didn't want to get caught unprepared just in case things got a little heavy,” he explained with a sheepish grin, placing the items on the bed-stand and rejoining Kurt on the bed. “Better safe then sorry.” He kissed Kurt lightly on the lips before pulling away, looking Kurt in the eyes, suddenly concerned. He glanced over at the condoms questionably before returning his gaze to Kurt's.
“Did you want to be, or did you want me to...” He trailed off.
“I want to be the bottom,” Kurt said certainly. He had thought about this a lot after all. “At least this first time, if that's okay with you.”
“Yeah, of course! Of course it's alright, Kurt.” Blaine reassured. “I'm good either way, I just...I want this to be so good for you, baby.”
Kurt smiled and snaked a hand around Blaine's neck and pulled him down next to him. “My first time is with you, love. It's going to be good no matter what, just for that simple fact.” He smiled gently at him before he pulled him in for another kiss. It started off slow and gentle, but it quickly deepened and got more frantic as their hands roamed across the others body. They turned onto their sides, clutching at each other, their legs tangling, one of Kurt’s legs thrown over Blaine's hip.
Blaine dropped his head to the crook of Kurt's neck and sucked gently at the skin there. Kurt's breathing quickened as Blaine worked, and he dropped his leg from Blaine's waist in favor of pushing his hands underneath Blaine's boxer briefs and gripping his ass.
Blaine groaned and rolled them over so that Kurt was on his back. He placed a few kisses on his lips before he reached back and placed his hands over Kurt's, guiding them till they were at his sides and pulling the offending piece of fabric away. As soon as Blaine's underwear was off he was grabbing at Kurt's.
As soon as they were both naked, the boys paused, Blaine hovering over Kurt, the hand that wasn't supporting his weight gently grazing down across Kurt's arm as his eyes raked over his body, taking him all in. Kurt turned his head away, blushing slightly, embarrassed under the scrutiny of Blaine's roaming eyes. It was after all, the first time they had been completely naked in front of each other. They had never had the time to bother getting rid of all their clothes before, the chances of getting caught were always great, and the less they had to put back on in a hurry the better. As much as Kurt wanted to look at Blaine as well, he was struck suddenly shy and started to worry that Blaine wouldn't like what he was seeing.
“Hey,” Blaine said and tugged at Kurt's chin with his free hand, forcing Kurt to look at him. “None of that. You're stunning.”
Kurt gave a wavering smile, finally let his eyes wander down across Blaine's body, his own body trembling slightly as it hit him that this was actually going to happen. This was real.
“So are you, love,” Kurt returned as he reached up a trembling hand to Blaine's neck and pulled him down flush against him, pressing their lips against together. Kurt's breath hitched and came out in shaky waves as the sensation of their naked bodies pressed together washed over him. Try as he might he couldn't stop the trembling his nerves were causing him.
He gave a strangled cry as he pulled his lips from Blaine's, burying his head in Blaine's shoulders, holding him there, trying to calm down. “Sorry, I'm sorry, I just...” Kurt tried to explain shakily.
Blaine just held him close, kissing the side of his face as he whispered in his ear.
“Shhh, it's okay. I'm nervous too. It's okay.”
Kurt was somewhat relieved to hear the trembling in Blaine's own voice reassuring him that he wasn't the only one overtaken by nerves at the moment.
They laid there on the bed for awhile, just holding each other, their hands stroking the others back or arms softly, allowing them time to calm down a little. When the shaking calmed to manageable levels, Blaine sat up, placed a quick kiss to Kurt's lips before reaching over to grab the bottle of lube on the counter, pouring out a generous amount onto his fingers, and warming the lube up a little before he leaned back over Kurt, gently spreading his legs and poising his hand over Kurt’s entrance.
“You ready, baby?” he asked, his free hand rubbing soft comforting circles over one of Kurt's knee's and down his thigh.
Kurt closed his eyes, and took a deep shuddering breath before opening them again and caught Blaine's eyes, his gaze steady.
“Yes.”
Kurt was surprised at how composed his voice was when the rest of him felt like it was going to fall apart it was shaking so badly, but then he supposed that it was a good thing he could respond so steadily. Blaine should know that he was completely ready for this, and that he wasn't doing it out of a sense of duty. He wanted this, wanted Blaine.
Blaine must have been reassured by Kurt's unwavering gaze and steady reply, because the next moment he was gently inserting a finger into Kurt's entrance.
It was a weird feeling, not wholly uncomfortable, but strange for sure. Blaine was gentle though and eventually the slow pumping of his finger started to feel good. Blaine slowly worked a second finger in and then a third, stretching him little by little, rotating his fingers in gentle circles as he worked. His fingers brushed against his prostrate and Kurt sucked in a breath at the pleasure he felt.
Blaine smiled at that, and crooked his fingers against it again. Kurt's breath became less and less steady as the pleasure built inside of him, getting stronger with every brush of Blaine's fingertips. It felt great, amazing even, but it wasn't enough.
“Blaine!” Kurt cried, his hands clenching the comforter beneath him. “Now! I need you in me now.”
Blaine nodded and pulled his fingers out of Kurt, reaching for a condom and the lube. Kurt whimpered at the loss. He watched as Blaine's shaking fingers removed the condom from the wrapper and slid it on himself, before hurriedly slicking himself up with more lube.
Kurt spread his legs wider as Blaine positioned himself over Kurt,holding there for a minute, breathing deeply. He placed a kiss on the inside of Kurt's thigh before slowly pushing in. Kurt's eyes snapped shut at the feeling of Blaine inside him, and his grip on the comforter tightened.
“Fuck...” Blaine breathed and Kurt could tell by the trembling in his voice with that one word that he was trying desperately not to lose control. Kurt exhaled a shaky breath and tried to relax.
“Kurt, baby, you okay?” Blaine asked, holding precariously still above him.
“Yeah, I'm...” Kurt took a deep breath. “I'm okay.”
“Kurt, are you sure? You're...you're crying, baby.”
It wasn't until then that Kurt was aware of the tears that were leaking from his still tightly shut eyes, but it made sense in a weird way, that he would be crying. Not that it hurt exactly, but he was so overtaken by the onslaught of emotions rushing through him at finally having Blaine in this way that the only way he could deal with the myriad feelings he had was to release it through his tears.
“It's fine, Blaine, really. I'm just...overwhelmed. It's...it's a little uncomfortable, but nothing I can't handle.” Kurt reassured. “Just move, Blaine. Slowly. Please.”
Kurt felt Blaine slide slowly in the rest of the way, and was surprised when he felt the angle change, Blaine suddenly hovering over his chest, his lips gently kissing away the tears that were sliding down his cheeks. It was such a sweet, simple gesture, but that one move on Blaine's part calmed all his nerves and centered all his focus on one thing: Blaine. He had never felt more loved, more treasured than he did in that moment, and he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt in that one moment that Blaine would always take care of him, always love him, and never hurt him in a way. Kurt slowly opened his eyes, locking them on the boy, no, man, this beautiful, wonderful man hovering over him.
“I love you,” Blaine whispered,.
“I love you too,” he breathed back, and then Blaine started to move.
Kurt tried to keep his focus on Blaine, struggling not to feel overwhelmed again, as they rocked together slowly, gradually picking up speed, though they were obviously struggling to find a steady rhythm as they worked. It didn't really bother Kurt though; it was their first time, and he knew that even if this first time they didn't get it exactly right, that eventually with practice, they would find their rhythm. It didn't change the fact either, that Blaine was inside Kurt and that was a sensation that he didn't think he would ever tire of. Perfect rhythm or no, it was his first time with the man he loved, and that in and of itself made it perfect.
Blaine's eyes locked onto Kurt's as he rocked, reaching in between them to stroke Kurt's cock. Keeping Blaine's gaze, Kurt released his grip on the comforter and joined Blaine's hand in pumping his cock, slowly taking over so Blaine could concentrate on his thrusting.
Their breathing became ragged and heavy, Blaine's movements more and more erratic as he thrust. Sensing Blaine's desperation, and needing his own release, Kurt sped up his movements on his cock, pumping furiously till with a cry he was coming across his stomach and Blaine's chest, his body clenching around Blaine's cock as his orgasm washed over him.
That was all it took for Blaine to come with one last hard thrust into Kurt, his body trembling as he road his orgasm out. Blaine collapsed on top of him, and Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, clinging to him, wanting nothing more than to stay like this forever.
After several long moments however, Blaine finally moved his weight off of Kurt, pulling out, to dispose of the condom.
Kurt hissed at the loss.
“Sorry! Are you okay?” Blaine asked, turning back to Kurt and running a hand through Kurt's hair, brushing away the strands that hand fallen across Kurt's forehead.
“Yeah, I'm okay. “ Kurt said rubbing Blaine's arm. “That was...” he trailed off giggling a little, unsure of how to express everything he was feeling.
Blaine chuckled as well. “Yeah, that was...good. Really good.”
Kurt smiled at the understatement. “It was.”
Blaine's eyes narrowed slightly. “You don't have to say that just because I did, Kurt. You can tell me I was awful.”
Kurt laughed. “You weren't awful. It was perfect. It was with you, of course it was perfect.”
Blaine blushed and leaned down to press a lingering kiss to Kurt's lips before pulling away and off the bed.
“And where do you think you're going?”
Blaine laughed heading for the bathroom. “I figured you'd want to clean up rather than lie covered in cum.”
Kurt conceded the fact and after a few moments of consideration, got up, wincing slightly (he was going to be sore in the morning) and joined Blaine in the bathroom where he was running a washcloth under warm water. He walked behind him, resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder as he reached around and took the cloth from Blaine's hand, gently wiping away the cum smeared on his chest. Blaine turned his head around and captured Kurt's lips in a kiss, before taking the washcloth back and cleaning Kurt up as well, kissing him every so often.
Kurt hummed appreciatively against Blaine's lips before pulling away, lacing their fingers together and leading Blaine out of the bathroom. Instead of bringing him to the first bed however, he steered them around to the second, forgotten bed, pulling back the covers and climbing in, pulling Blaine to follow, not bothering getting dressed into his pajamas. They seemed so unnecessary now.
Blaine climbed in next to Kurt and pulled the covers over them. He tugged Kurt closer so that their legs were tangled up together, Kurt's head and arm resting against Blaine's chest, his arms wrapped tightly around Kurt's waist.
After a few moments of lying there like that, Blaine suddenly started to laugh.
“What's so funny?”Kurt questioned, slightly alarmed at his boyfriend's sudden outburst. He was a little worried that Blaine had suddenly decided that their love making was more funny than it was sweet.
“We're in the second bed.” Blaine said through his laughter.
“Well yes, I wasn't going to lie in the mess we made if I could help it,” Kurt huffed, still not seeing what was so funny about the situation.
“So technically we did use both beds per your father's instructions.”
Kurt burst into laughter as the realization hit, hiding his face in Blaine's chest.
“Somehow I don't think that's quite what he intended when he laid down that rule!” he gasped out.
“I don't think so either, but at least we can truthfully say that they were both used if he asks!” Blaine said still laughing.
They laid there laughing for a few more minutes until their giggles finally died off, and exhaustion took over. Kurt snuggled deeper into Blaine’s side feeling complete in that moment.
“Love you,” Kurt whispered into his chest as his eyes grew heavy and started to close.
“Love you too,” came Blaine's soft reply.
And with Blaine's admittance echoing in his mind, and the feel of Blaine's arms around him, Kurt drifted off to sleep, content.
The End
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 5200+ (This Part)
Warnings: Explicit sex (blowjobs, fingering, anal)Language
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer:Glee is not, never has been, nor ever will be mine.If it was, it would be the Klaine show, and it would be on HBO, so we could have the smut. :)
Summary: Kurt and Blaine's first overnight trip together without Parental supervision. Oh what will the boys do?
This Chapter - Kurt had wanted to kiss Blaine senseless ever since they left the theater, but seeing as Blaine did have to drive them back to the hotel, Kurt had sufficed with keeping Blaine's right hand entwined in his own. The moment the hotel elevator door's closed however, Kurt's lips were on Blaine’s.
Author's note: Hummelson!verse. Take's place Christmas/late January of their Senior year of High school. This is my version of the Boys' first time...There's not much plot this chapter...but that's what the other two chapters were for :)Incidentally, this story pops my smut cherry! woohoo! I'm hoping that there will be more to come, and that now that i have this out of the way it will be easier to write...All the blame thanks for the existence of this story goes to my fabulous beta callmerayray who would not leave me alone till I wrote the boys having sex. My thanks to her as well for helping me keep this from being completely awkward.
If you missed it - Part 1 and Part 2
And, if interested, you can find the rest of the Hummelson!verse here on my masterlist
Chapter 3
Kurt had wanted to kiss Blaine senseless ever since they left the theater, but seeing as Blaine did have to drive them back to the hotel, Kurt had sufficed with keeping Blaine's right hand entwined in his own. The moment the hotel elevator door's closed however, Kurt's lips were on Blaine’s.
He backed Blaine against the wall and kissed him as Blaine let out a grunt of surprise. He brought a hand up to tangle in Blaine’s hair, which had considerably less gel in it than normal, bringing Blaine closer as his other hand tugged at Blaine’s hips.
Blaine responded eagerly, once he got over the initial surprise, wrapping his arms around Kurt’s waist and letting a hand sneak up the back of Kurt's shirt. Kurt shivered in pleasure, relishing the feeling of Blaine's hand on his bare skin. He moaned into Blaine's mouth as their tongues danced around each other, totally unconcerned with the idea of someone catching them like this. He was vaguely aware of the elevator coming to a stop and the doors opening but he was too busy plundering Blaine’s mouth with his tongue to really care.
Blaine however, must have had a little more coherency than Kurt because he pushed Kurt away suddenly. Kurt didn't even have time to be disappointed though, before Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and yanked him out of the elevator and down the hall at top speed. Once they were outside their room, Blaine tugged on their entwined hands and pulled Kurt into another fiery kiss, turning the tables and pushing Kurt up against the door.
Kurt moaned into the kiss and once again entangled his hand in Blaine’s hair, while Blaine fumbled in his pocket for their room key, his lips never leaving Kurt’s.
Blaine held Kurt steady as he slid the key card through the lock and opened the door. Kurt felt himself being backed up, and heard the sound of the door being kicked shut as they both started to rip the others jacket's off, discarding them haphazardly onto the floor. Kurt started to protest the maltreatment of his Marc Jacob's jacket, but then one of Blaine's hands found it's way to his ass, and all coherent thought or words left him. They toppled onto the closest bed, and Blaine was immediately hovering over him, kissing him deeply as Kurt slid himself across the bed into a more comfortable position before laying back, pulling Blaine with him and feeling his weight on top of him.
Kurt gasped a little when he felt Blaine's erection press against his and involuntarily jerked his hips up at the sensation. Blaine moaned into Kurt's mouth and ground his hips down into Kurt's. They rutted against each other, slowly, just enjoying the feel of their bodies moving together in a gentle rhythm. They kissed long, slow, and deep, every once in awhile letting their mouths wander down across the others jaw, down their neck, before returning back to the others mouth again.
Kurt wasn't sure low long they laid there like that, lost in each other, but eventually the slow grinding of their hips which he usually loved just wasn't enough anymore. He wanted so much more. This wasn't like every other time they'd fooled around together. Those times were stolen moments in the back of one of their cars, parked a couple of blocks down before they went their separate ways from dates, or rushed, hurried hand jobs during study sessions before their parent's came home from work. There was always the rush and fear of being caught and interrupted, and never really enough time to just explore and admire each others bodies. Not like tonight. Tonight there was no fear of being interrupted. There was nothing keeping them from being together.
“Bl..Blaine...” Kurt breathed as Blaine's mouth trailed down to his jaw, placing soft, sucking kisses along his jawline. Kurt pushed a little at Blaine's chest.
Blaine pulled back, and Kurt couldn't help but whine a little at the loss of contact. Blaine chuckled softly at Kurt's neediness and ducked his head down to kiss Kurt softly, before pulling back up slightly to stare into Kurt's eyes. Kurt matched his gaze and wondered at the lust and wanting that he saw there as Blaine looked down at him and caressed his cheek. Kurt licked his lips as he watched Blaine do the same, his gaze falling to Kurt's mouth.
Kurt recognized that feeling of need and want in Blaine’s face, but there was something else there as well. There was love, respect, and trust and it was those things above everything else that made Kurt's heart beat faster.
He slowly sat up, pushing gently on Blaine's chest with both hands so that they were sitting up on their knees facing each other. He slid his hands up Blaine's chest and wrapped one around his neck, the other grazing Blaine’s cheek.
Blaine turned his head and caught Kurt’s palm with his mouth, kissing it gently, and brought one hand up to hold it in place, trailing kisses from the palm to Kurt's wrist, gently sucking when he reached the pulse point.
Kurt's eye's fluttered closed for a second and his fingers flexed against the back of Blaine's neck, tangling into Blaine's disheveled hair, and tugging gently.
Blaine smiled against Kurt's wrist, bringing his eyes up to look into Kurt's. Kurt couldn't help but feel like he was being worshiped. It was an amazing feeling. His mind started to wander to what other part's of his body Blaine could be worshiping, and his cock twitched at the idea. Almost grudgingly, because Blaine's mouth was truly wonderful, Kurt gently pulled his hand away and moved to take off Blaine's tie.
Kurt slid the tie over Blaine's head and started to unbutton Blaine's shirt as Blaine kissed him once again, soft and slow, but with plenty of passion. His fingers shook slightly as he worked, for a reason that Kurt didn't fully understand. It wasn't like he and Blaine hadn't done things together, but maybe it was the realization that tonight would be, was different than how it had been before.
Blaine's hands returned to his waist, softly stroking his sides as they slowly, passionately kissed. One hand made it to the hem of his sweater and pushed under, gliding over Kurt's stomach gently, slowly making it's way toward his ribcage, making him shiver in pleasure. Blaine's other hand joined the first underneath his clothing and snaked it's way around his back.
Kurt broke the kiss, breathing out in frustration as the combination of Blaine's hands on his bare skin and his tongue exploring his mouth was distracting him from his goal of removing Blaine's shirt.
“This,” He said tugging on the collar of the shirt. “Off. Now.”
Blaine smirked and removed his hands obligingly to help Kurt with the rest of the buttons, then let Kurt slide the shirt off his arms. He reached down and pulled his undershirt over his head, tossed it haphazardly across the room, then immediately moved to tug Kurt's sweater off as well. Kurt raised his hands over his head to help with the process.
Kurt closed his eyes in anticipation of feeling Blaine against him, but when he expected Blaine's mouth to meet his again, or to feel Blaine's roaming hands over his chest, he instead felt the bed shift as Blaine's presence moved away from him.
Kurt's eyes snapped open to glare at Blaine, and opened his mouth to protest, but was stopped in his tracks when he realized that Blaine had gotten off the bed to hang up his sweater along with his jacket that had been carelessly discarded earlier. His heart melted. The fact that Blaine took time and care with Kurt's precious clothing made him fall in love with him even more. Blaine was truly the perfect guy.
He smiled at Blaine as he joined him back on the bed, letting a had run up his chest, letting himself revel in the feel of the light dusting of curls there before he brought the hand up to cup Blaine's cheek.
“How are you so amazing?” Kurt asked as he slid his other hand up Blaine's chest, his gaze dropping to follow the trail of his fingertips.
“Funny,” Blaine said, tipping Kurt's chin up so that they were looking into each others eyes. “I was gonna ask you the same thing.” Blaine's smile grew before he crashed their lips together again. Kurt gripped at Blaine's hips, moving him backwards till Blaine leaning against the headboard, and he was straddling his lap. Blaine moved his hands so that he was gripping Kurt's ass, causing Kurt to whimper slightly against Blaine's mouth.
Kurt moved his hands over Blaine's chest as they kissed before moving them to the side and pressing their bare chests together, deepening the kiss as their hands roamed over each others skin, sending shivers of pleasure through both of them.
Kurt pulled back just enough to slip a hand between them and palm Blaine's erection. It was Blaine's turn to whimper into the kiss and the hand that was still on Kurt's ass tightened, giving a little squeeze. Kurt smirked a little before letting his mouth wander down Blaine's neck to his collar bone and across his chest, placing soft sucking kisses along the way, moving his hand off of Blaine's cock to work at Blaine's belt buckle. Blaine groaned at the loss of contact, but Kurt just continued to work , pulling back to concentrate on the task at hand.
Kurt's hands shook as he clumsily fumbled with the belt buckle. It was ridiculous actually. With as acquainted as they were with each others bodies by now, there should be absolutely no reason for him to be so nervous. It wasn't as if he'd never removed Blaine's pants before or touched his cock, or even gone down on him before, but something in him told him that is was wholly different than before. It wasn't just about going slow or taking their time exploring. He was ready. He was completely ready to give all of himself to Blaine. He wanted it, needed it with his whole being. Now if only his nerves would get the message.
He let out a shaky, frustrated breath when he couldn't calm his hands enough to undo the belt buckle. Blaine’s hands came up to try and help him and Kurt was surprised, but somewhat calmed, by the fact that Blaine's hands were shaking as much as his.
Finally, between the two of them, they managed to get the belt undone as well as Kurt's although not without awkward fumbling, and their head's colliding several times, sending the boys into small fits of nervous laughter.
They lazily kissed some more as Kurt awkwardly reached back to remove his own shoes and socks breaking the kiss to gently set them on the floor beside the bed. He noticed when he did that Blaine had also removed his shoes, kicking them off with his feet and letting them fall where they may. He was now trying to kick his socks off in the same manner. Kurt chuckled, finding Blaine quite adorable in that moment, and took pity on him, removing himself from Blaine's lap so that Blaine could properly remove his socks. Blaine hastily chucked the socks off and immediately turned to attack Kurt's lips with his own again, pushing Kurt down against the bed, laying half on him.
Kurt let out a grunt of surprise but eagerly returned the kiss. He wrapped his hands around Blaine's waist, letting them wander down until he was palming his ass, earning a guttural moan from Blaine as his mouth wandered across Kurt's jaw to pay special attention to that spot just below his ear.
Kurt brought his hands to the waist band of Blaine's pants and gave a tug, trying to tell him without words that they needed to go. Because words? Words were not possible when Blaine was gently sucking the skin below his ear like that. They just weren't.
Blaine gave a nervous chuckle and sat up enough so that they could undo the fly of his pants. As soon as the button was undone Kurt shoved the pants off of Blaine's waist. Blaine for his part lost no time in removing the offending clothing the rest of the way, flinging them across the room, ready to pounce on Kurt once more.
Kurt stopped him with a hand on his chest though, to give himself a chance to look and savor. Because while he wasn't completely naked yet, the sight of Blaine, with his curls mussed and his lips bruised and swollen from the kissing and in nothing but a pair of black boxer briefs left Kurt completely breathless.
“Has anyone ever told you how gorgeous you are?” he breathed before tugging on Blaine's arm to bring him towards him once again.
Blaine chuckled lightly as he placed a soft kiss against Kurt's lips. “No, you would have that distinct honor.”
“Hmm, “ Kurt hummed kissing him again. “Well it's true. You really are.”
Blaine sat up, moving to straddle Kurt's legs as he worked on the complicated button's of Kurt's too tight pants. “Well the same thing could be said about you, baby.” His fingers fumbled against the fabric and Blaine swore under his breath.
“Seriously, Kurt, why do you have to wear such complicated clothing? I shouldn't have to go through so much just to remove your pants.”
Kurt tried to laugh at that, but it came out as more of a strangled cry when Blaine's hands slipped and brushed against his erection.
“Trust me, I'm seriously regretting the outfit choice right now,” Kurt answered, sitting up slightly in order to see to help Blaine with the snaps. Once they were undone, Blaine slowly, painstakingly slid the tight pants off of Kurt's legs, causing Kurt to growl in frustration.
Blaine just smiled somewhat evilly as he bent over, placing a few kisses on Kurt's stomach before kissing Kurt's erection through the cloth as he continued to pull the pants down past Kurt's knees and and finally off, letting them fall forgotten to the edge of the bed as he turned his full attention to Kurt's erection straining against his underwear.
Kurt's hands flew to Blaine's hair, tangling in them as Blaine mouthed his dick through the cloth, letting out a little whine as he did so, his back arching slightly. Blaine just continued his onslaught on Kurt's erection, slowly working it out of Kurt’s underwear and taking it in his mouth, alternately licking and sucking as he held a gentle but firm grip on Kurt's hips.
Kurt's hands fell to the bed, gripping the comforter, trying to force his hips to stay still, in order not to hurt Blaine. He propped himself up onto his elbows, so he could watch as Blaine worked. Their eye's met after a few moments, and Kurt ran a hand lovingly through Blaine's curls, before flopping back down onto the bed to try and gain some composure.
Kurt's mind was flying at a million miles per second as he felt his orgasm slowly build inside of him. As much as he loved what Blaine was doing, (Gaga, did he love what Blaine was doing) he knew that if he wanted to do more Blaine was going to have to stop. Kurt wasn't sure how long he'd last otherwise.
“Blaine...” Kurt moaned. Blaine hummed around him in answer, which caused Kurt’s hips to buck up involuntarily. Thankfully for Blaine he had a fairly strong grip on Kurt’s hips to keep him from thrusting into his mouth too deeply. Blaine just continued his onslaught on Kurt's cock.
Kurt had planned on making a whole speech about being ready and wanting to go farther, but Blaine's mouth on his cock was thoroughly distracting him, so that when he meant to say “I want you to make love to me,” it came out as “Condoms?”
Blaine pulled off of him then, looking up at Kurt questioningly. “Are...are you sure, Kurt? We, we don't have to... I'm fine just doing this...” He trailed off.
The horribly disguised eagerness in his answer to Kurt's suggestion told Kurt that Blaine was just being a gentlemen and would love to do more than just giving him a blow job.
He sat up and touched his hand to Blaine's cheek. “Blaine, I'm sure. I love you, and I...I want this”
Blaine smiled before kissing Kurt gently and getting off the bed, taking Kurt's forgotten pants with him, folding them, and laying them down on the chair next to the other bed.
Kurt was just about to tell Blaine that he had some condoms and lube tucked away in a compartment in his suitcase (just in case) when Blaine pulled out both items from his own bag. Kurt burst out laughing.
“I'm surprised you had those, considering how adamant you were that we follow my dad's rules.”
“Well, I didn't want to get caught unprepared just in case things got a little heavy,” he explained with a sheepish grin, placing the items on the bed-stand and rejoining Kurt on the bed. “Better safe then sorry.” He kissed Kurt lightly on the lips before pulling away, looking Kurt in the eyes, suddenly concerned. He glanced over at the condoms questionably before returning his gaze to Kurt's.
“Did you want to be, or did you want me to...” He trailed off.
“I want to be the bottom,” Kurt said certainly. He had thought about this a lot after all. “At least this first time, if that's okay with you.”
“Yeah, of course! Of course it's alright, Kurt.” Blaine reassured. “I'm good either way, I just...I want this to be so good for you, baby.”
Kurt smiled and snaked a hand around Blaine's neck and pulled him down next to him. “My first time is with you, love. It's going to be good no matter what, just for that simple fact.” He smiled gently at him before he pulled him in for another kiss. It started off slow and gentle, but it quickly deepened and got more frantic as their hands roamed across the others body. They turned onto their sides, clutching at each other, their legs tangling, one of Kurt’s legs thrown over Blaine's hip.
Blaine dropped his head to the crook of Kurt's neck and sucked gently at the skin there. Kurt's breathing quickened as Blaine worked, and he dropped his leg from Blaine's waist in favor of pushing his hands underneath Blaine's boxer briefs and gripping his ass.
Blaine groaned and rolled them over so that Kurt was on his back. He placed a few kisses on his lips before he reached back and placed his hands over Kurt's, guiding them till they were at his sides and pulling the offending piece of fabric away. As soon as Blaine's underwear was off he was grabbing at Kurt's.
As soon as they were both naked, the boys paused, Blaine hovering over Kurt, the hand that wasn't supporting his weight gently grazing down across Kurt's arm as his eyes raked over his body, taking him all in. Kurt turned his head away, blushing slightly, embarrassed under the scrutiny of Blaine's roaming eyes. It was after all, the first time they had been completely naked in front of each other. They had never had the time to bother getting rid of all their clothes before, the chances of getting caught were always great, and the less they had to put back on in a hurry the better. As much as Kurt wanted to look at Blaine as well, he was struck suddenly shy and started to worry that Blaine wouldn't like what he was seeing.
“Hey,” Blaine said and tugged at Kurt's chin with his free hand, forcing Kurt to look at him. “None of that. You're stunning.”
Kurt gave a wavering smile, finally let his eyes wander down across Blaine's body, his own body trembling slightly as it hit him that this was actually going to happen. This was real.
“So are you, love,” Kurt returned as he reached up a trembling hand to Blaine's neck and pulled him down flush against him, pressing their lips against together. Kurt's breath hitched and came out in shaky waves as the sensation of their naked bodies pressed together washed over him. Try as he might he couldn't stop the trembling his nerves were causing him.
He gave a strangled cry as he pulled his lips from Blaine's, burying his head in Blaine's shoulders, holding him there, trying to calm down. “Sorry, I'm sorry, I just...” Kurt tried to explain shakily.
Blaine just held him close, kissing the side of his face as he whispered in his ear.
“Shhh, it's okay. I'm nervous too. It's okay.”
Kurt was somewhat relieved to hear the trembling in Blaine's own voice reassuring him that he wasn't the only one overtaken by nerves at the moment.
They laid there on the bed for awhile, just holding each other, their hands stroking the others back or arms softly, allowing them time to calm down a little. When the shaking calmed to manageable levels, Blaine sat up, placed a quick kiss to Kurt's lips before reaching over to grab the bottle of lube on the counter, pouring out a generous amount onto his fingers, and warming the lube up a little before he leaned back over Kurt, gently spreading his legs and poising his hand over Kurt’s entrance.
“You ready, baby?” he asked, his free hand rubbing soft comforting circles over one of Kurt's knee's and down his thigh.
Kurt closed his eyes, and took a deep shuddering breath before opening them again and caught Blaine's eyes, his gaze steady.
“Yes.”
Kurt was surprised at how composed his voice was when the rest of him felt like it was going to fall apart it was shaking so badly, but then he supposed that it was a good thing he could respond so steadily. Blaine should know that he was completely ready for this, and that he wasn't doing it out of a sense of duty. He wanted this, wanted Blaine.
Blaine must have been reassured by Kurt's unwavering gaze and steady reply, because the next moment he was gently inserting a finger into Kurt's entrance.
It was a weird feeling, not wholly uncomfortable, but strange for sure. Blaine was gentle though and eventually the slow pumping of his finger started to feel good. Blaine slowly worked a second finger in and then a third, stretching him little by little, rotating his fingers in gentle circles as he worked. His fingers brushed against his prostrate and Kurt sucked in a breath at the pleasure he felt.
Blaine smiled at that, and crooked his fingers against it again. Kurt's breath became less and less steady as the pleasure built inside of him, getting stronger with every brush of Blaine's fingertips. It felt great, amazing even, but it wasn't enough.
“Blaine!” Kurt cried, his hands clenching the comforter beneath him. “Now! I need you in me now.”
Blaine nodded and pulled his fingers out of Kurt, reaching for a condom and the lube. Kurt whimpered at the loss. He watched as Blaine's shaking fingers removed the condom from the wrapper and slid it on himself, before hurriedly slicking himself up with more lube.
Kurt spread his legs wider as Blaine positioned himself over Kurt,holding there for a minute, breathing deeply. He placed a kiss on the inside of Kurt's thigh before slowly pushing in. Kurt's eyes snapped shut at the feeling of Blaine inside him, and his grip on the comforter tightened.
“Fuck...” Blaine breathed and Kurt could tell by the trembling in his voice with that one word that he was trying desperately not to lose control. Kurt exhaled a shaky breath and tried to relax.
“Kurt, baby, you okay?” Blaine asked, holding precariously still above him.
“Yeah, I'm...” Kurt took a deep breath. “I'm okay.”
“Kurt, are you sure? You're...you're crying, baby.”
It wasn't until then that Kurt was aware of the tears that were leaking from his still tightly shut eyes, but it made sense in a weird way, that he would be crying. Not that it hurt exactly, but he was so overtaken by the onslaught of emotions rushing through him at finally having Blaine in this way that the only way he could deal with the myriad feelings he had was to release it through his tears.
“It's fine, Blaine, really. I'm just...overwhelmed. It's...it's a little uncomfortable, but nothing I can't handle.” Kurt reassured. “Just move, Blaine. Slowly. Please.”
Kurt felt Blaine slide slowly in the rest of the way, and was surprised when he felt the angle change, Blaine suddenly hovering over his chest, his lips gently kissing away the tears that were sliding down his cheeks. It was such a sweet, simple gesture, but that one move on Blaine's part calmed all his nerves and centered all his focus on one thing: Blaine. He had never felt more loved, more treasured than he did in that moment, and he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt in that one moment that Blaine would always take care of him, always love him, and never hurt him in a way. Kurt slowly opened his eyes, locking them on the boy, no, man, this beautiful, wonderful man hovering over him.
“I love you,” Blaine whispered,.
“I love you too,” he breathed back, and then Blaine started to move.
Kurt tried to keep his focus on Blaine, struggling not to feel overwhelmed again, as they rocked together slowly, gradually picking up speed, though they were obviously struggling to find a steady rhythm as they worked. It didn't really bother Kurt though; it was their first time, and he knew that even if this first time they didn't get it exactly right, that eventually with practice, they would find their rhythm. It didn't change the fact either, that Blaine was inside Kurt and that was a sensation that he didn't think he would ever tire of. Perfect rhythm or no, it was his first time with the man he loved, and that in and of itself made it perfect.
Blaine's eyes locked onto Kurt's as he rocked, reaching in between them to stroke Kurt's cock. Keeping Blaine's gaze, Kurt released his grip on the comforter and joined Blaine's hand in pumping his cock, slowly taking over so Blaine could concentrate on his thrusting.
Their breathing became ragged and heavy, Blaine's movements more and more erratic as he thrust. Sensing Blaine's desperation, and needing his own release, Kurt sped up his movements on his cock, pumping furiously till with a cry he was coming across his stomach and Blaine's chest, his body clenching around Blaine's cock as his orgasm washed over him.
That was all it took for Blaine to come with one last hard thrust into Kurt, his body trembling as he road his orgasm out. Blaine collapsed on top of him, and Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, clinging to him, wanting nothing more than to stay like this forever.
After several long moments however, Blaine finally moved his weight off of Kurt, pulling out, to dispose of the condom.
Kurt hissed at the loss.
“Sorry! Are you okay?” Blaine asked, turning back to Kurt and running a hand through Kurt's hair, brushing away the strands that hand fallen across Kurt's forehead.
“Yeah, I'm okay. “ Kurt said rubbing Blaine's arm. “That was...” he trailed off giggling a little, unsure of how to express everything he was feeling.
Blaine chuckled as well. “Yeah, that was...good. Really good.”
Kurt smiled at the understatement. “It was.”
Blaine's eyes narrowed slightly. “You don't have to say that just because I did, Kurt. You can tell me I was awful.”
Kurt laughed. “You weren't awful. It was perfect. It was with you, of course it was perfect.”
Blaine blushed and leaned down to press a lingering kiss to Kurt's lips before pulling away and off the bed.
“And where do you think you're going?”
Blaine laughed heading for the bathroom. “I figured you'd want to clean up rather than lie covered in cum.”
Kurt conceded the fact and after a few moments of consideration, got up, wincing slightly (he was going to be sore in the morning) and joined Blaine in the bathroom where he was running a washcloth under warm water. He walked behind him, resting his chin on Blaine's shoulder as he reached around and took the cloth from Blaine's hand, gently wiping away the cum smeared on his chest. Blaine turned his head around and captured Kurt's lips in a kiss, before taking the washcloth back and cleaning Kurt up as well, kissing him every so often.
Kurt hummed appreciatively against Blaine's lips before pulling away, lacing their fingers together and leading Blaine out of the bathroom. Instead of bringing him to the first bed however, he steered them around to the second, forgotten bed, pulling back the covers and climbing in, pulling Blaine to follow, not bothering getting dressed into his pajamas. They seemed so unnecessary now.
Blaine climbed in next to Kurt and pulled the covers over them. He tugged Kurt closer so that their legs were tangled up together, Kurt's head and arm resting against Blaine's chest, his arms wrapped tightly around Kurt's waist.
After a few moments of lying there like that, Blaine suddenly started to laugh.
“What's so funny?”Kurt questioned, slightly alarmed at his boyfriend's sudden outburst. He was a little worried that Blaine had suddenly decided that their love making was more funny than it was sweet.
“We're in the second bed.” Blaine said through his laughter.
“Well yes, I wasn't going to lie in the mess we made if I could help it,” Kurt huffed, still not seeing what was so funny about the situation.
“So technically we did use both beds per your father's instructions.”
Kurt burst into laughter as the realization hit, hiding his face in Blaine's chest.
“Somehow I don't think that's quite what he intended when he laid down that rule!” he gasped out.
“I don't think so either, but at least we can truthfully say that they were both used if he asks!” Blaine said still laughing.
They laid there laughing for a few more minutes until their giggles finally died off, and exhaustion took over. Kurt snuggled deeper into Blaine’s side feeling complete in that moment.
“Love you,” Kurt whispered into his chest as his eyes grew heavy and started to close.
“Love you too,” came Blaine's soft reply.
And with Blaine's admittance echoing in his mind, and the feel of Blaine's arms around him, Kurt drifted off to sleep, content.
The End