They're sitting comfortably on Kurt's couch and Blaine is almost straddling his lap, trying to get closer and closer. They're exchanging sweet, slow kisses, letting their lips only meet briefly. It's the definition of relaxing. Kurt wraps his arms around Blaine's neck, sighing into his lips. After an indefinite time, Blaine decides to speed things up a little. He starts kissing Kurt faster, with short pecks on his lips, chin, and slowly moving towards his neck.
"Blaine," Kurt chuckles, "what are you doing?"
But Blaine is determined, and instead of answering he starts mouthing at the tender skin just below Kurt's jaw.
"Mmmh," Blaine exhales, brushing his lips lower, "you taste so good here."
"Blaine, that tickles!" Kurt laughs.
"Mmmh, yes," Blaine hums, then he smiles into Kurt's neck. He just had the best idea.
HIs hand starts travelling lower and lower on Kurt's body, reaching his belly.
"What a nice belly you have," Blaine giggles.
"Oh my god, Blaine, stop it!" Kurt is laughing out loud now, and even though he says so, he doesn't really want Blaine to stop.
Blaine definitely feels like he's eaten too many cookies, but Kurt's recipe is so delicious that he can't even think of not finishing the entire batch. And Kurt's batches are no laughing matter. Now though, he's probably on a sugar high.
Oh, he had an even better idea.
Blaine starts slyly, or so he thinks, moving his hand lower, distracting Kurt by sucking on the tender skin below his ear and humming.
"Oh God, Blaine," Kurt shakes his head, "you are never eating so many cookies again."
But Blaine is too focused on being sneaky to listen to him. And, little by little, his goal is achieved. His hand is now cupping Kurt's dick through his pants. It feels so nice and warm, Blaine is going to put his head there and rest for a while.
"And what are you doing now, B?" Kurt asks.
"I'm just feeling the material of these new pants," yes, you go Blaine, talking about clothes is such a clever idea. "They feel so soft, Kurt," Blaine says, caressing him slowly, "oh, wait, not so soft anymore!" Blaine giggles, proud of himself.
"Blaine! My dad is upstairs", Kurt should really make him stop, but he's so adorable that it would feel like a crime. Instead, he rubs the back of his neck, trailing his fingers between his fine hair.
Kurt is so soft, Blaine thinks. He's so strong and big, how can he be so soft at the same time? So many mysteries to solve.
"Blaine?" Kurt says, noticing that his movements slowed, "B, are you sleeping?"
But Blaine can't hear him, he's lost in his dreams, lips barely parted and head tilted on Kurt's shoulder. So there's really nothing else for Kurt to do but wrap him up in his arms and daydream about how wonderful his future is gonna be with this boy in it.