Prompt was: Breasts.
Rachel had just gotten out of the shower and was brushing out her hair in the mirror when she felt Kurt's presence at her shoulder. She smiled a little to herself. It was nice to be able to be intimate relationship with Kurt. With Santana moving into her own place with Brittany, she had the freedom to walk around anyway she wised, provided they didn't have company. Which she took to her full advantage. She had picked out their tiniest towel to walk to the bedroom with. Kurt had been in the living room when she came through and kissed him on the cheek. She knew she had given him an eyeful. The towel had barely covered her breasts, much less the bottom of her butt cheeks. She felt hands on her hips before sliding upwards across the fluffy surface.
"You're trying to make the towel fall off, aren't you?"
"You mean this isn't your skin?" teased Kurt after he had kissed her neck.
"You of all people should know better than that," she said she sat down the hairbrush. She loved seeing them like this in Kurt's full length mirror. He pulled closer and wrapped his arms around Rachel.
"Sometimes I have to wonder about my life and how I've gone from admiring the female form from afar to being attracted to yours."
"I thought you were in love with my soul," said Rachel, giving him a look in the mirror. He laughed softly.
"You are beautiful Rachel, inside and out." He tugged on the towel with a quick tug. The sudden coolness of the air made Rachel shiver a little. Kurt's hands left little trails of excited nerves as he caressed her skin. From her neck to her shoulders to her hips and thighs. She felt him brush his fingers against her nipples and she closed her eyes.
"Can I take you home with me?" she teased.
"What's the living situation?" he asked as he rubbed the underside of her breasts.
"You in my bed, doing that every night," she whimpered.
"Every night?"
"Mmhmm," said Rachel. "Every night."
"So what do I get out of it?" asked Kurt, raising an eyebrow. She laughed at his expression. She loved their little games.
"Sexual satisfaction and the comfort of a lover?"
"Hmmm… no deal."
"Cookies?"
"I like them, but every night?"
She pinched him hard.
"Ow!"
"Well?"
"No deal."
Rachel gave him the full mock pout. She squealed when she found herself being lifted off her feet. She was promptly deposited on Kurt's bed. He was straddling her knees.
"I thought there was no deal," she said as she helped him pull his shirt out of his pants. Kurt continued to get undressed.
"There isn't," he said as they settled together, body against body. "I'm taking you home with me to my bed. At least here we can include some daytime in with those nights."
Rachel smiled at that as Kurt kissed her earlobe before going down her jawline.
"We really should get rid of one bed."
"We should," he said muffled from between her breasts. She pulled him back up for kisses. As much as she loved him nibbling and stroking her chest, kissing Kurt Hummel was oh so much better.