Kurt:
Kurt felt warm and secure as he snuggled into Blaine's comforter. Here he was, lying in bed with the love of his life… that was still just his best friend. And honestly, it was frustrating! It was a Friday night and he and Blaine had decided to have a Disney movie marathon, again. He'd originally planned on going back to his room when it was over, but Blaine wrapped an arm around him, and Kurt couldn't help but cuddle in a little bit. Before he knew it, his eyelids were sagging as unconsciousness overcame him. His last conscious thought was of how gorgeous Blaine looked with the light of the TV making his eyes sparkle and skin glow…how warm and muscly his body felt against his….how hot he looked…
In his dream, Blaine was kissing him. And it felt good. Kurt could feel his dream self really getting into it, literally. And then Blaine's hands were trailing down his back, his slightly calloused fingertips making soft tender circles, slowly sweeping lower and lower. And now his mouth had also started descending, down to his neckline, trailing little wet kisses. Blaine suddenly nipped at the skin of his neck, and Kurt's hips couldn't help but thrust up. Blaine took it as encouragement and continued to lower his mouth and hands to grip his ass while Kurt's hips kept thrusting, searching for friction.
Blaine:
Blaine chanced wrapping an arm around Kurt's shoulders, hoping he wasn't being too obvious that he was hopelessly in love with this beautiful boy. He couldn't help but glance down at Kurt, whose glasz eyes were fluttering shut. Smiling to himself that he could cuddle with Kurt all night now presumably, Blaine looked back up at the screen and softly hummed along to the song playing. Until he heard a quiet little moan coming from Kurt. Blaine froze and ever so slowly lowered his eyes to look down at Kurt, who moaned again, this time a little louder. With the next moan, Kurt turned his body and latched onto Blaine, thrusting onto Blaine's thigh. And oh wow Blaine can feel Kurt's hard on against his leg, and it feels so good. Kurt keeps thrusting and letting out these sexy little pants and moans and Blaine is now hard himself. The rational, less horny part of Blaine realized that he should wake Kurt up. Kurt didn't feel the same way about him after all. So gently he shook Kurt's shoulders and said, "Kurt, wake up!"
"Mnnnhm"
"Kurt! Kurt, you need to wake up, you're having a dream!" Blaine begged. Suddenly Kurt froze and Blaine could tell he was awake. His face turned a lovely pink color, and very slowly he opened his eyes to look at Blaine.
"Oh my god, Blaine! I'm so, so sorry!" Kurt quickly let go of Blaine and scooted to the other end of the bed where he promptly tucked his knees up to his chest with his head between his legs and arms wrapped around himself. Suddenly Kurt's shoulders started to shake with silent sobs and all Blaine wanted to do was wrap him in his arms and never let anything hurt him again. So he did. He wrapped both arms around Kurt and tried his best to make him feel better.
"Shhh, Kurt. It's alright. There's nothing to be embarrassed about!"
"Hah!" he barks, "You try having a wet dream about the guy you love and have him find out about it! Now everything is ruined!" Kurt sobbed even louder.
Wait, Kurt loves him too? Kurt was dreaming about him? As in he, Blaine Anderson! "Kurt, look at me, please."
Kurt lifts his tear stained face to look at Blaine, and suddenly their mouths are connected for a few glorious seconds until Blaine pulls away, eliciting an embarrassing whine from Kurt. Slowly, Blaine lifts up the blankets to reveal his own erection. Kurt's eyes go wide and Blaine simply says, "I love you too."