A/N: This is the short fic that 'concludes' my story Endgame which was my attempt to story arc Klaine in season 5. I would recommend reading Endgame first because I'm not sure how much of this will make sense if you don't. Just sayin'. This presents part of the mature heart to heart that we (the viewers) haven't gotten to see from Kurt and Blaine. And...sexy times.
Spoilers: This story contains spoilers for Season Four (and one oblique reference to Season Two). If you haven't watched Season Four and don't want your viewing contaminated, please skip this story for now. Come on back after you've watched though. We'll save your space in line.
Warnings: It's rated M for a reason. Klaine sexy times are contained in this story. If that's not your thing, please hit the back button now.
Disclaimer: I own a lot of debt. I don't own Glee or its characters. I have borrowed several characters from the sandbox and will return them at the end of the story somewhat happier and with typical wear and tear.
Tuesday
"Did you wear comfortable walking shoes?" Kurt called over his shoulder as he finished arranging items in the back of his Navigator.
Smiling as he walked up the driveway, Blaine reached Kurt just as he was slamming the trunk door shut. "Yeesss. See?" He modeled his entire outfit for Kurt: tight purple t-shirt, black Bermuda shorts, and tan hiking boots that were obviously broken in.
Kurt took a moment to take it in. "You look," he licked his lips as he tried to find an appropriate word, "fantastic."
"You're not so bad yourself," Blaine said admiring Kurt's dark grey, button down short sleeved shirt and cherry red linen shorts that looked tailored made for his ass. Blaine reached out his fingers and dipped them in the front of Kurt's shorts, tugging him closer. "Kiss me," he asked hoarsely.
Kurt leaned forward until their lips were barely touching then kept going until he could whisper into Blaine's ear. "Get in my car, Blaine Warbler," his own voice husky from the sexual tension between them.
"Kurt," whined Blaine holding tightly to Kurt's hips.
Sighing, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, pulling him close. "We both know what happens once we start kissing, B. You and I will end up naked in my bed, seeing how fast we can make each other fall apart, and then how long we can make it last for round two." His hand may have ventured down to feel the firm flesh of Blaine's ass at that point, drawing a deep groan from the shorter teen.
"Not really seeing a problem with that, Kurt," remarked Blaine who'd reached a hand up to unbutton the top two buttons of Kurt's shirt and was currently nuzzling his face into the opening.
"Shit, Blaine," hissed Kurt as his collarbone was attacked by a pair of amazing lips that knew exactly how to play his body. "Heart to heart, remember sweetheart? Our talk? The one we promised each other?" he managed to push passed his tight throat before a high moan escaped as Blaine's teeth bit playfully against his neck.
Blaine battled with himself, finally pulling away from Kurt's body. "You're right," he admitted, head dropping down on his chest. "Sorry."
"Don't be," Kurt commented, rubbing Blaine's back soothingly. "I'm not saying I don't want this…that I don't want you, because you know I do. I just want us more. And you and I both agreed that we won't happen until we lay everything on the line and finally get past – the past. So do us both a favor, and get that ass into my car before I stop taking my own advice and rip those shorts off of you and show you how much I've missed you in the middle of my driveway," Kurt advised.
"Damn, Kurt. Why do you say stuff like that?" complained Blaine with a shy smile, moving around to the passenger side and climbing in.
Once Kurt had climbed in and fastened his seat belt, he eyed Blaine, letting his desire show in his gaze. "Because I want you. And I want you to know how much I do still want you. But I want all of you. And I'm not gonna get all of you until we have this talk. So slide over here, and get your kiss and then we'll go, okay?"
Blaine hesitated a moment before carefully sliding closer and raising a hand to cup Kurt's face gently bringing their lips together. If they happened to lose themselves in the kiss for too long, well, it was summer. It wasn't like either one of them had anything better to do at just this moment in time.
End Note: It's completed. 9 parts. 11,700+ words. Thank you for reading, following and favoriting. Thank you most of all for hitting that reply button and letting me know what you liked the most. Happy belated Canada Day, and an early Happy 4th of July. I'll be posting the next couple parts on Saturday...unless there's a sudden demand for more, sooner. Stay safe. -K8