A/N

Hi guys, so this is my first fanfiction. I would love any feedback you'd be willing to give.

- M rating is for later chapters, boy x boy this chapter, but it's Klaine so i guess i don't really have to tell you that. Possible spoilers for season 2 of Glee and film Moulin Rouge. I don't own Glee, I'm just borrowing my favourite charcters for a while.

Stolen Kisses

So Kurt and Blaine have been dating for three months. Things have pretty much been like any PG romance film with a lot of chaste kisses and holding hands. Blaine is fine with this, of course. He loves Kurt more than he can say and if a small peck on the lips now and then is all Kurt is willing to give then Blaine is willing to take it. What they are doing right now, however, is decidedly un PG.

It started out innocently enough with Blaine and Kurt watching a movie, Moulin Rouge, on Kurt's bed. Something they had done many times before, even previous to their relationship upgrade. Blaine's back was pressed comfortably against the headboard and Kurt was resting in the older boy's lap, cradled between Blaine's outstretched legs. As Christian and Satine serenaded each other on-screen Blaine surreptitiously slid his hands under the hem of Kurt's shirt, gently stroking his boyfriend's silky smooth flesh. Usually Kurt flinched and pulled away, but today he relaxed further into Blaine's embrace, a soft sigh escaping from his lips.

A smile quirked the corners of Blaine's lips. He was glad that his Kurt was finally beginning to relax when it came to more intimate physical contact. Ever since Burt's sex talk Blaine was worried Kurt had been scarred for life. He knew Kurt was more into the romance side of relationships, but that didn't mean everything physical had to be off the table, did it? Blaine mused that maybe if he could show Kurt just how good the physical stuff could be, Kurt might be a bit more willing. Sadly Blaine has so far had no luck. Every time he deepened their innocent kisses, or touched the younger boy too freely, Kurt would pull away.

As the elephant medley finished with a declaration of love in the form of Whitney Houston's I Will Always Love You, Kurt shifted almost imperceptibly in Blaine's lap, rubbing just slightly against the area through which all Blaine's teenage hormones were fuelled. A small moan escaped Blaine's lips. He hoped that Kurt hadn't heard this, but no such luck. Kurt sprang out of his lap with the look of a startled colt. Blaine thought he was going to bolt for the door.

Eyes shining with what appeared to be embarrassment, Kurt made to stand up. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hands to prevent his hasty exist and reeled him in, pressing a kiss to Kurt's rosy lips. All of a sudden Kurt's body language changed. Instead of gently extracting himself from Blaine's embrace like normal, he threw himself into the kiss with enthusiastic gusto. Blaine let out a chuckle of surprise as Kurt broke the kiss, ashamedly looking down.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me."

Blaine wasn't having any of that. He raised a hand to the younger boy's face and tilted his chin until blue-green eyes met hazel.

"Sweetie, look at me." Blaine requested as Kurt tried to pull away. "I love you. I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you more than anything in this moment actually. You look so beautiful." Kurt blushed, his cheeks turning a delicate pink, endearing Blaine all the more.

"I just – I'm not good at this. I – I don't know what to…" Kurt trailed off.

"Do?" Blaine supplied.

Kurt nodded.

"Is that what you've been worried about. You didn't want to get physical in case you did it wrong?" Blaine burst out laughing. I was so ridiculous and so like Kurt that he couldn't help it.

Kurt roughly pulled out of his arms and Blaine's laughter died instantly. "Well there's only so much you can learn from pamphlets," Kurt said indignantly. "Not all of us can be perfect at everything, Mr Dapper."

"I'm far from perfect, Kurt." Blaine subtly adjusted his shirt, tugging his sleeves down so they fully covered his wrists before sitting on the bed.

"Regardless, you know so much more about this stuff. I don't want you to leave when you find out how bad I am at it."

Blaine huffed out an incredulous breath at Kurt's last sentence. "Kurt, firstly, I barely know more about any of this then you. Let me remind you of the GAP store incident. Secondly, if you think I would leave you just because you were bad at kissing or whatever, you don't know me at all. And thirdly –"

Blaine cut himself off, lunging at Kurt and pulling the squealing boy into a long deep kiss. "Our first kiss was magical, made of awesome. I loved it and you know I loved it. It was perfect. How could you think you did a bad job?"

"I –"

Blaine raised a questioning eyebrow urging Kurt to continue.

"Okay, maybe I'm not that bad. But that was a heat of the moment thing. All passion and no finesse."

"That's what made it such a great kiss."

"I've been silly haven't I?" Kurt blushed again, this time at the realisation of his own stupidity.

"You have," Blaine chuckled. "And now – " he continued with a suggestive smirk, " – that you've stopped being silly, can I please kiss my boyfriend?"

"Yes."

Still in each other's arms, Blaine tilted his head up slightly to press another kiss to his boyfriend's luscious lips. The kiss soon became heated again, and this time Kurt didn't pull away. Kurt's lips parted slightly and Blaine licked an inquisitive tongue along Kurt's plump bottom lip, begging for entrance. Kurt complied and they began an awkward exploration of each other's mouths before settling into a steady rhythm.

Still fused at the lips Blaine guided Kurt toward the bed again and toppled them backward. They hit the mattress with a bounce, Kurt's slender body pressed against Blaine's from top to toe. They kissed for a good five minutes before the necessity of oxygen broke them apart. Kurt rolled off of Blaine, snuggling into his side as they regained their breath. After a few minutes Kurt broke the pleasant silence.

"Okay, now I feel really silly. We could have been doing that the whole time?" Kurt blushed again and Blaine nuzzled against his pink cheek.

They began kissing again. Slower this time, more gentle. Blaine placated at the fact that the boy in his arms was not going to run away again. After an indeterminable amount of time Blaine finally broke away, summoning a small whine from Kurt at the loss of contact, and answered Kurt's question.

"Don't worry, we have all the time in the world."

Kurt smiled as on-screen Christian sobbed, clutching a dead Satine in his arms.