Hi Everyone!

I'm sorry for the long delay. I was abroad because of an international conference and I didn't have any time for my stories. But I'm finally back, so here is the second chapter, I hope you like it.

I have to say, I'm taken aback by how many of you are interested in this story. Thank you for your support! I hope I won't disappoint you.

"No. Absolutely not."

Kurt rolled his eyes and turned around to leave Rachel in the living room. Why she was doing this, he had no idea. It wasn't like he didn't look good. Well, good enough to move out but nothing special. He really wasn't in the mood. He only wanted a peaceful night with his friends and not flirting with every men who came across. He had no idea why Rachel couldn't leave him alone.

"Rachel, I already told you. I only want to celebrate my birthday with you and the others. I don't need people staring at me" he said.

"Come on, you are 30" Rachel said as she joined him in the bedroom. "You have been alone for… how long? Two years?"

"Almost three" Kurt muttered.

"See? You have to move out, so you have a chance to meet someone" Rachel said. "I know you want that."

Kurt opened his mouth to tell her that he had decided to give up on men and focus on having a baby instead but stopped before he could say anything. Rachel wouldn't understand. Nobody would. His friends were all in relationship, they had no idea what it was like when he tried and tried again and failed every time. No. They didn't have to know, not until he was sure he was pregnant with a healthy child.

"Wear this" Rachel said suddenly as she pulled out a black shirt from Kurt's wardrobe.

"No" Kurt said with wide eyes as his eyes landed on the shirt. He had bought it years earlier for a date that had ended… Well, not the best way. He didn't want to wear that shirt again.

"But Kurt…"

"I don't want to change clothes, okay?" Kurt said in frustration. "I'm fine, Rachel. You don't have to tell me what to wear or how to act. You don't even know what I want!"

"Hey, I didn't mean to…"

"Then stop it!" Kurt almost shouted. "It's my birthday and I want to celebrate it with my friends. I don't need anything else."

"Okay" Rachel said quietly, looking away.

"Wait… How many people will be there?" Kurt asked carefully.

"Uhm… Some?" Rachel said hesitantly.

"Rachel."

"It's your 30th birthday!"

"I can't believe you are doing this to me" Kurt sighed.

"You will love it" Rachel said as she walked behind Kurt and put her hands on his shoulders. "Come on. We don't want to be late."

Kurt considered calling off the night but he knew he couldn't do that. His friends would find him wherever he went, not to mention that they had spent a lot of time preparing for this night. So he took a deep breath and decided that he would enjoy the night whatever happened.

"Okay. Let's go" he said.

"Perfect" Rachel smiled. "We're going to have so much fun."

"Sure" Kurt muttered. He really needed a drink.

It turned out that his friends invited half of the city for the night. Kurt looked around nervously. There were a lot of people he didn't even know, he had no idea what they were doing there. He needed a whole minute to find a familiar face, his stepbrother. And then Sam and Mercedes. Santana and Brittany. And that was all. He had no idea where his other friends were, maybe lost somewhere in this crowd. Damn… Rachel and her crazy ideas.

"Happy birthday, little bro" Finn said as he pulled Kurt into his arms.

"Welcome to the 30s" Santana said. "What is it like?"

"Like being 29" Kurt answered.

"It's a lot better" Sam said and pressed a drink into Kurt's hands. "This is where real life begins."

"Really?" Mercedes asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Uhm… That's what they say" Sam said uncomfortably.

"Sure" Mercedes smiled.

"Come on. I wanna dance" Rachel said as she grabbed Kurt's free hand and started pulling him towards the dance floor.

Kurt relaxed a bit as he danced with his friends, probably because of the drinks he got from his friends. He had no idea how many he had but it was enough to feel warm and happy all the time. He was careful not to get drunk, he was old enough not to do such a mistake again, but he felt relaxed and it was so good.

Well, for a while.

Time passed and his friends became drunk. Kurt soon realized that he was left alone on the dance floor with his cocktail. The others were dancing with their partners, moving slowly at the romantic song. Kurt sighed as he stepped back and watched them. He was fine being alone most of the times but he felt so lonely when they were together like this. He often found himself left out of everything because the others had their loved ones, something he was missing. It usually didn't bother him so much but now… Now he wished he had someone like them. He wanted to dance with somebody, he wanted to pull someone close and whisper to his ears. He wanted someone in his life who walked him home, someone he could invite into his apartment, have a drink with him and talk until dawn… Something he couldn't find, not even after years of dating. Maybe he was stupid to believe that such people existed.

He decided to take a walk outside and clear his head a bit. The last cocktail he had was stronger than the others and his head hurt. He needed fresh air and he wanted to get away from the loud music that made his headache a lot worse. Not to mention the people. He still wasn't comfortable with so many strangers around him. He knew that his friends only wanted the best for him but he really didn't need this. He wanted to go home and sleep, that was what he needed right now. But he didn't want to hurt the others, not when they had worked so hard to make this night unforgettable for him. It wasn't their fault that Kurt couldn't enjoy the party.

"Hello, birthday boy."

Kurt rolled his eyes as he turned around to face the other man. This night was bad enough without a stranger picking at him. He would just teach this guy that he better left Kurt Hummel alone.

But as he turned around and his eyes landed on the guy leaning against the wall right beside him, he stopped. Because the guy in front of him was hot. Not just hot, he was probably the hottest man he had ever seen.

"I see you like the sight" the man smirked.

That was enough to pull him back to reality and forget about how great this man looked.

"It could be worse" he said.

"Ouch" the man said. "Just when I thought you liked me."

"If you are searching for sex, I'm not that type" Kurt said and quickly started walking back towards the door to find his friends inside.

"Wait!" the man said as he caught up with him. "I didn't mean anything like that, okay? I'm just nervous. And when I'm nervous, I say stupid things."

Kurt stopped again and waited until the man got in front of him to take a better look of him. The guy seemed honest, somewhat desperate, and very-very sober for some reason. So not like everyone else inside.

"What are you doing out here?" Kurt asked as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I saw that you left and I came to check on you" the man said.

"Why would you do that?" Kurt frowned.

"Because you seemed upset and… I don't know. Maybe I wanted to cheer you up? It's your birthday after all. You shouldn't feel so bad" the man said.

"You are weird" Kurt said.

"That's what my friends say, too" the man shrugged.

"So how exactly want you to cheer me up?" Kurt asked, unable to hide his smile. He already liked this guy.

"I could take you to a ride with my motorbike" the man replied.

"And you think I would sit on the motorbike of someone I don't even know and is probably drunk?" Kurt asked.

"I'm not drunk" the guy said. "I didn't drink at all. I never do. And my name is Blaine. Now that you know it, I'm not a stranger anymore."

Kurt tried his best not to laugh but he failed. This man – Blaine – was nothing like the men he had met before. It was so easy to feel well with him.

"So… are you in?" Blaine asked.

"I'm in" Kurt said in the end.

"Very good" Blaine nodded.

He took Kurt's hand and led him to his vehicle, a shiny red motor parking right in front of the club. He took the helmet from the motor and pushed it into Kurt's hand.

"Take this. I don't want anything happen to you" Blaine said.

"What about you?" Kurt asked.

"I have another one" Blaine said as he took out another helmet from… somewhere. He was so quick that Kurt didn't even see where he had gotten it.

"I'm Kurt, by the way" Kurt said as he took his place behind Blaine.

"I know, birthday boy" Blaine said.

"Stop calling me that" Kurt said.

"But you are the birthday boy" Blaine pointed out.

"I'm 30. I'm not a boy anymore" Kurt said.

"True" Blaine agreed. "You should put your arms around me. It'll be safer."

Kurt couldn't believe he let a complete stranger take him away from the club and bring him somewhere but he couldn't make himself care in that moment. Maybe because of the alcohol in his system, maybe because Blaine seemed so nice, but he didn't worry about what could happen to him at all. He closed his eyes as they sped up and enjoyed the cool air, the noises the motorbike made and the warmth of the man sitting in front of him.

~ o ~

"How do you know Sam?" Kurt asked later that night – or better that morning – after they had returned and he had offered Blaine a drink in his apartment.

Being with Blaine was nice. The man had taken him to the river, they had watched the sunrise together and then Blaine had bought him breakfast before bringing Kurt home. Kurt didn't want to say goodbye, not yet. He had to get to know this man better. So he invited Blaine to his place and to his surprise, the man said yes. He offered Blaine some wine he found in his fridge but as he had said earlier, Blaine didn't drink. He accepted a coffee, though, something Kurt needed just as well, and they sat down in his living room to enjoy their drinks and chat a little more.

"We work together" Blaine said.

"Are you a model, too?" Kurt asked in surprise.

"No" Blaine laughed. "Do I look like one?"

He could have been one. Blaine's body looked amazing, he was muscular, okay, maybe a little short but that really didn't matter when he was so hot.

"You could be" Kurt said before he could stop himself.

"So you do like the sight" Blaine smirked.

"It's not bad" Kurt shrugged.

"You aren't that bad either" Blaine replied. "Especially since you spend most of your days sitting at your desk."

"I work out a lot" Kurt said.

"I can tell" Blaine nodded.

"So what do you do at the agency?" Kurt asked.

"I'm a photographer" Blaine said.

"It must be an interesting job" Kurt said.

"Well, if you like listening to the models' hysterics all the time…" Blaine shrugged.

"Don't tell me you don't enjoy being around sexy women all the time" Kurt said.

"I thought I made it clear that I'm not interested in women" Blaine said.

Kurt took a deep breath. Okay, Blaine had been flirting with him since he had found him outside of the club but still… It was different now that he said it out loud. Especially as he leaned closer to him to whisper into his ear.

"I don't like models" he said. "I'm searching for something else."

"And what would it be?" Kurt asked.

Blaine pressed a soft kiss to Kurt's neck. And then another. And another. Kurt tried to tell himself that this wasn't okay, that he barely knew this guy and he never did such things, but it had been so long since he had been with someone and Blaine was so hot and talented and...

"Tell me if you want me to stop" Blaine whispered.

Kurt closed his eyes and let the other man unbutton his shirt. Blaine moved his lips down his body, to his chest, his stomach, right until the waistband of his pants. That was the moment when Kurt decided what he wanted to do. He didn't care about the consequences anymore, he could worry about them later. Now he wanted Blaine, naked, in his bed.

"Bedroom. Now" he said.

"Show the way" Blaine smirked.

Kurt grabbed his hand and pulled him into his bedroom. He quickly shut the door behind them and pushed Blaine to the wall. He leaned against him immediately, gripped Blaine's hair and pressed his lips to Blaine's.

"Good kisser" Blaine murmured.

"You too" Kurt said.

They soon moved to Kurt's bed and quickly got out of their clothes. Kurt found himself lying in the bed, with Blaine all over him. The man had his wrists pinned down, he kept kissing and sucking on his neck and pressing his body to his. Kurt tried not to moan but he failed. It had been so long and Blaine's touch felt so great… He felt like he could lose it in any second.

"We-we should slow down a bit" Kurt said.

"Why?" Blaine asked as he leaned down to gently kiss the head of Kurt's cock.

"I-I might…"

"Relax" Blaine said gently. "Don't hold it back. Just enjoy the moment."

He wrapped his lips around Kurt's cock before the man could protest. Kurt opened his mouth to tell Blaine that he wouldn't last too long but all he could do was moan in pleasure. He hadn't realized how much he needed this, not until Blaine started to work on his cock. As he thought, he couldn't hold it back for too long. Only a few minutes later, he cried out and came into Blaine's mouth.

"God, I'm sorry" Kurt breathed. "I-I…"

"I know" Blaine said as he leaned over Kurt again and kissed him on his lips. "Don't worry, honey. I'm done with you."

Kurt didn't think he could get hard so soon again, he had never been able to do it twice without taking a break, but Blaine… Blaine was so talented. He had no idea how he had it but his body reacted on Blaine's touch almost immediately. As Blaine started kissing him again and reached between his legs, Kurt felt himself getting hard again.

"That's it, beautiful" Blaine whispered. "I know you want it."

"Lu-lube" Kurt stuttered. "Drawer."

Blaine opened the drawer and took out the small bottle of lube. He poured it onto his fingers and moved away from Kurt a little to open his legs wider. Kurt reached out to stroke Blaine's dark curls as the man slowly moved one finger around his hole before gently pushing it in. Kurt inhaled deeply at the feeling of the finger inside of him. It didn't hurt but it felt weird after so much time. He closed his eyes and tried to relax. It wasn't hard when Blaine's talented hands caressed his body, making him forget about what he was doing between his legs.

"You are ready for me, baby" Blaine said as he pulled out his fingers and kissed Kurt again. "Condom?"

Kurt opened his mouth to tell Blaine where to find them but then stopped as a crazy thought crossed his mind. It was so stupid but still… In that moment, it seemed so right. He remembered what the doctor had said at the fertility clinic, that he had to get through several tests, months of waiting, failures… He had thought that it was his only way to get pregnant, so he had accepted it. But things changed so quickly. Now here he was, sharing his bed with another man, a hot man on the top of that who was nice and funny, just what he needed. Blaine was probably healthy, too, he didn't drink and he probably eat very healthily. He was perfect.

But could he do it? Could he lie to Blaine and have sex with him when he had such secret thoughts?

Yes, an evil little voice told him. You don't know him. You don't want anything more from him. It's just one night and you won't see him ever again. He'll never find out.

Kurt made his decision.

"We don't need one" he said. "I mean… I'm clean and if you are, too…"

"I am" Blaine said immediately.

"I want to enjoy it. I want to feel you in me" Kurt said.

Blaine smirked and pressed another kiss to Kurt's lips.

"Then enjoy it, babe" he said.

He slowly pushed his cock inside and waited for Kurt to be ready. When the man got used to the feeling, he nodded, letting Blaine know that he could move. Blaine slowly pulled his cock out and then pushed it back inside. He repeated it slowly a few times, until Kurt relaxed a bit and he was ready for more.

"Faster" Kurt whispered.

He wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist to pull him closer and grabbed the back of his neck to kiss the man. Blaine moaned into the kiss and put one arm around Kurt, closing the small distance between them. Kurt had no idea how he could move like this, let alone keep up speed, but it looked like Blaine knew very well what he was doing. Yes, he certainly did. He must have had a lot of experience. It made Kurt worried for a second that he might have made a mistake by agreeing with this but he pushed the thought to the back of his mind. He didn't want to think about it now. Or anything else. He would worry later for sure but now he just wanted to enjoy the moment.

Blaine reached between his legs again and gently stroked his cock a few times, then grabbed Kurt's legs, one by one, and pushed them up a bit, so he had better access to his ass. The way Kurt moaned under him, his voice becoming louder and more desperate with every movement told Blaine that he was close. And he wanted to see him come before he joined him, too. He grabbed Kurt's cock again before he felt himself getting close and ran his hand up and down on it, fast, just as fast as he kept moving inside of him. It made the trick. It always did. Just seconds later, when Blaine felt like he couldn't hold it back anymore, Kurt cried out and came between them.

Blaine didn't need more then a second to follow him, coming hard inside of Kurt as he pressed his lips down onto Kurt's one more time, suppressing a moan.

They became silent for a while, only their heavy breathing to be heard. They stayed like that for a while, Blaine still inside of Kurt, staring into each other's eyes from close. And then, when his breathing slowed down a bit, Blaine slowly pulled out of Kurt and lay down beside him, putting his arms around the other man.

"I knew you would be incredible" Blaine said after a while. "I knew from the first moment I saw you. But this… This was better than I imagined."

Kurt kept his eyes on the ceiling, not saying anything. Blaine must have thought that he was exhausted because he remained silent after that. He closed his eyes and a few minutes later, Kurt heard him snoring quietly. He had fallen asleep. Kurt closed his eyes, too, but he knew he wouldn't be able to fall asleep, not after this. Guilt already found him, just after the moment it happened. He had lied to Blaine. He had taken advantage of him. He had taken more than what Blaine believed. But still… He felt like he made the right decision. It was the fastest way to get what he wanted and it wasn't like he would see Blaine again. He would make sure he didn't. He would tell Blaine that it was all, that he didn't want anything else from him, he would thank him for the night and then get over him.

And wait for the day he could make the test. Kurt looked down at his stomach. It was too early to tell anything but he already knew that he succeeded. He felt it. He was pregnant or at least he would be very soon. Just a few more days and he would be sure.

Surprisingly, Kurt fell asleep in Blaine's arms very quickly, guilt gone, at least for a while, only happy images filling his mind. Images of a child he had been waiting for so long.