Hey guys. I've decided, yes. I will be doing a sequel to 'On Hold' with our favorite boys in New York. Anyway I wanted to do a little something before I got swamped with that. I feel this is something glee defiantly should have done, or at least touched upon. Well on with the one-shot.
Kurt woke up, sun streaming brightly through the window in front of him. His mind tried to process the sudden awakening, but found it difficult considering he was not in his normal surroundings. Suddenly it dawned on the still half-asleep Kurt, that he was at Blaine's house. In his bed. Being cuddled by him. Naked. The memories of the previous night flooded his more awake head and he smiled at the thought. He'd lost his virginity to his true love. He grinned even wider and his heart fluttered as Blaine gripped him tighter in his arms.
"Hello beautiful.", He whispered in Kurt's ear. Said boy turned over and looked deep into Blaine's eyes.
"Hey….you smell good.", Kurt said sweetly, breathing in the smell of his lover. They both just stared at each other for a few moment's before anyone spoke.
"I love you.", Kurt whispered, as he stroked Blaine's face.
"I love you too.", Blaine replied, gently griping Kurt's chin and pulling him forward till there lips met in a kiss full of nothing but love for one and other. It dawned on Blaine for the first time how close he'd been to Kurt the previous night. As close as physically possible.
"We w-….Kurt we.", Blaine stuttered, at a loss for words for the unimaginably beautiful thing they'd done.
"Made love. There's no other word for it.", Kurt said with ease. He knew exactly what they'd done and that's what it was, making love. There was no cussing or screaming at each other. Nothing dirty, or ridiculous like in those movies. It was nothing but gentle thrust's, kind words, and soft moans. Absolutely perfect. Blaine smiled and nodded in response. They laid in each other's arms' for hours, knowing no one could disturb them. Just being in each other's company. Kurt thought back to when he stopped that boy on the staircase. How if he hadn't he wouldn't have this perfect moment. He decided he'd go through all the bullying, the helplessness, the gut wrenching sadness, just to get where he was at that moment. In Blaine's arms.