Of Scarves And Winter: A Drabble


Blaine tugs lightly on the ends of Kurt's scarf.

"So…" He purses his lips. "Will these be making an appearance all winter?"

"Depends on why you ask." Kurt raises an eyebrow, "Care to enlighten me?"

"Because," Blaine tugs again, pulling him within inches of rosy red lips, "I can do this." A light peck. Blaine pauses to smile softly at the boy in front of him.

"But more importantly;" He tugs the scarf lose on one side of Kurt's neck.

"I can do this," He bites and sucks and licks until a slight bruise is forming, "without worrying." Another smile, and a sweet kiss to that same spot on his neck.

Kurt grins impishly. "I guess the scarves are a definite."