Chapter 3- Unchained Melody
Hello! When I got an email to say that someone was readng my story it really made my day! So Thank you! Anyway here's chapter 3. Just to warn you there is some light smut in this chapter but nothing to make anyone blush. So I hope you enjoy!
Blaine woke up in the middle of the night to find Kurt's side of the bed empty and cold which told him that Kurt hadn't been there for a while. He noticed that a light was on in the other room because the glow was coming into their bedroom. He all of a sudden started to worry. What if Kurt was sick? That was the only reason he could think of to explain why his fiancé was up at 2.00am in the morning. He threw back the covers and followed where the light was coming from, which once he got out of the bedroom he could tell it was coming from the room in which Kurt had made his art studio, where he would make his sculptures without making a mess anywhere in the apartment. The door was open half way which allowed Blaine to peep in.
Kurt had his back to him, sitting on a stool using his potter's wheel. Blaine noticed he had put on a pair of old sweat pants, but apart from that he had nothing else on. Blaine couldn't help but notice the way Kurt's shoulder bones moved as he worked his hands on the clay. He stood in the doorway just watching his sexy fiancé gently make the clay into a pot of some sort revelling over how gorgeous he looked in this dull, soft light. He noticed that Kurt had the radio on very low, which was currently playing the beetles. He walked in the room, trying to be as quiet as he could, not wanting to disturb Kurt and his 'masterpiece' he was currently in the middle of. He was so intent in watching Kurt that he didn't notice the tray of paintbrushes that were on the floor and tripped over them, landing on the cold floor. Kurt jumped in surprise which made the clay pot, which was starting to have a bit of height, fall in a heap.
"Shit!" Blaine cursed, sitting up whilst rubbing his arm. He noticed Kurt had turned to look at him and was giving him his famous bitch stare.
"Blaine, you are so clumsy, look at my pot it's ruined." Kurt said pointing to his pile of clay.
Blaine looked up with his puppy dog eyes. "It's not going to work Blaine Anderson! After 8 years you become immune to those eyes." He stated, turning back around and putting his foot on the pedal once again and working his hands around the clay trying to get it back to its rounded shape. Blaine got up from the floor and stood deciding whether he should go back to bed, after all he did have work in the morning; however he didn't want to go bed knowing that Kurt was mad at him. He walked up behind Kurt and leaned down placing a soft kiss on his head. When Kurt didn't complain he worked his lips down to Kurt's neck which made him throw his head back to allow Blaine to have more access. "Move up so I can sit behind you," Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear. He instantly moved to the front of the stool allowing Blaine to sit behind him. Blaine put his legs either side of Kurt and pushed up right against his back resting his chin on his shoulder and wrapping his arms around his waist. Kurt continued with his pot, tapping his foot gently on the pedal not wanting the clay to flop again. In the background the beetles finished playing and on came a song they both recognised. They had both danced to this at Sam and Mercedes wedding.
The soft notes of Unchained Melody started playing. Blaine smiled into Kurt's neck, kissing the soft skin and feeling Kurt's pulse quicken underneath his lips. Blaine moved his hands and placed them over Kurt's. He let Kurt's hands move underneath him as Kurt softly stroked the pot, sometimes lifting one hand to get water and continuing with stroking the clay. Blaine laid a hand onto the pot and let it spin against his palm. They both had their hands on the clay, which was now starting to get a height again. Kurt dug his two thumbs into the top to allow a hole to form which Blaine did also. Their hands worked in unison, allowing their fingers to ghost over each other's and the clay. Blaine pushed his cheek up against Kurt's and closed his eyes, enjoying the smell of Kurt's skin and listening to the song. He moved his lips to Kurt's ear and sung softly.
"Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered for your touch
a long lonely time,
and time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love,
I need your love
God speed your love to me.
Kurt closed his eyes and relaxed against Blaine, resting his head against Blaine's cheek.
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea,
to the open arms of the sea, yeah!
Lonely rivers sigh "wait for me, wait for me"
I'll be coming home,
Wait for me.
Blaine lifted one hand away from the pot and stroked Kurt's cheek with his thumb, leaving a thin line of clay on his smooth skin. However Kurt just continued to close his eyes listening to Blaine's soft voice.
Chorus:
Oh my love, my darling
I've hungered,
Hungered for your touch
A long lonely time,
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love, I...
I need your love
God speed your love to me
It was only when Blaine had sung the last line did Kurt open his eyes. Blaine rubbed his cheek against Kurt's, which made him turn his head and kiss Blaine on the side of the lips. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and spun him around, making Kurt take his foot off the pedal and the pot fall in a flop once more. However this time it lay forgotten, Kurt now had other things on his mind. Blaine got up off the stool and picked his fiancé up, which Kurt instantly secured himself by wrapping his legs around Blaine's middle. Their lips crashed together causing Blaine to back up against the nearest wall so he could lean against it. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, Blaine's arms wrapped securely around his middle.
Blaine moaned into the kiss, enjoying the friction that this position was causing between them. He opened his lips slightly letting Kurt's tongue enter his mouth and let him take over, enjoying Kurt's experienced tongue wrap it's self around his. Kurt's lips moved to Blaine's neck which caused Blaine to moan once again. He turned his head to one side allowing Kurt to suck at the skin on his collar bone, which he was sure would make a bruise. He was thankful he wore high necked shirts for work as it would have been noticeable. Kurt moved his lips to Blaine's ear and whispered breathlessly "Lets continue this in the bedroom." Blaine just nodded his head unable to form any words; he was finding it hard to keep a grip on Kurt. However he managed to steady himself and carry Kurt to their bedroom, laying him on the bed and instantly taking Kurt's sweat pants off. He kneeled in-between Kurt's open legs and lowered himself against his body, kissing Kurt's lips and continuing with the kisses until he got his waist band.
"God Blaine, just….. Please." Blaine loved how he was able to covert Kurt into a blethering mess. Blaine instantaneously let his hands fall to Kurt's boxers and pulled them off, throwing them to the floor. In one swift movement he also removed his boxers, leaving them both at their most vulnerable; however ever since their first time they no longer felt embarrassed and instead enjoyed each other's exposed body.
Their first time was full of awkward touching and unsure strokes. Inexperienced hands touched where no one had touched before but after 8 years of getting to know each other's body they felt completely comfortable and had complete trust in one another. Even now as Blaine prepared Kurt with the most gentlest fingers Kurt never felt uncomfortable but instead gloried in Blaine's experienced fingers. When Blaine was finally inside of Kurt Blaine always made sure that Kurt's face showed no discomfort and only quickened his pace when Kurt said so. As they both came to their climax they gripped onto each other's hands looking into one another's eyes and released themselves together screaming each other's name.
Blaine collapsed onto Kurt's sweaty body and lay his head against Kurt's pounding heart. Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's head and stroked his fingers though his fiancés ungelled curls, smiling at their unruly state. When they had children in the future he wanted them to have Blaine's curls as he just found them adorable. Blaine rolled off of Kurt and moved so he was on his side facing him, which Kurt did also. Their breathing was starting to return to a normal rhythm, however a pink glow graced its self across their cheeks and soft beads of sweat covered their bodies. They entwined their fingers with one another's and wrapped their legs together, wanting to still feel some connection. Kurt smiled and leaned in to softly kiss Blaine's lips and instantly pulled away so he could continue staring into Blaine's beautiful eyes.
"I forgot to ask you, why were you up so early?" Blaine whispered.
"I couldn't sleep. I woke up from a dream and it got me thinking." Kurt answered.
Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek with his hand. "What was the dream about?" He asked, slightly worried that it may have been a nightmare. Kurt used to have them most nights, but the last couple of years they hadn't been as frequent.
"It wasn't a nightmare." Kurt said looking into Blaine's worried eyes and squeezing Blaine's hand. "It was great actually."
"Well are you going to tell me?" Blaine questioned.
"It was me and you Blaine and we had children. We had a girl and a boy, both with your dark curls and your warm honey eyes. We were so happy and we looked like a proper family."
"Well that will be us one day Kurt, we always said we would have children." Blaine said stroking Kurt's cheek.
"Blaine it really got me thinking."
"What are you trying to say Kurt?" Blaine said sitting up and leaning against the head board of their bed.
"I'm ready to have children Blaine; I want to start a family." Kurt replied, sitting up and putting a hand on Blaine's thigh. When he got no reply from him he continued. "Blaine, moving to New York is another thing ticked off our list. We are getting married soon and my life would be complete if we had a family. It's not like we can't afford children. You have a well-paid job and my art is selling for hundreds of dollars and I can work at home when the baby is born." Blaine still wasn't saying anything; he was looking straight ahead, hardly blinking. "Blaine, honey, please say something."
Blaine turned to look at Kurt and saw his concerned expression. He had always wanted children; he and Kurt had talked about it numerous times however he never thought Kurt would want to start a family so soon. It had taken him by surprise and he didn't know how to respond.
"Kurt, you know I want children right?" When Kurt nodded he continued. "Don't you think it's too soon? I mean we've only just moved and we still have to get used to New York's way of living." Blaine saw Kurt's face fall and instantly felt bad that he wasn't able to share Kurt's excitement. "Baby, look at me." He said whilst lifting Kurt's chin so he would look at him. "I'm not saying no; just let me think about it."
Kurt smiled and moved so he could put his head against Blaine's chest, whilst rubbing his hand over his perfect abs. "Thank you Blaine. It would really mean the world to me."
"I know, sweetie, I know," Blaine said kissing Kurt's the top of Kurt's head. "Let me sleep on it ok?"
"Ok, I suppose you can't really decide at 4.00am in the morning." He chuckled.
Blaine lifted the covers up and covered both his and Kurt's naked bodies and slid down so his head was resting on the pillows, Kurt's head still resting on Blaine's chest.
"Goodnight baby," Kurt whispered, already falling asleep.
"Goodnight future husband." Blaine smiled. Kurt responded by lifting his head and kissing his neck softly and then laying his head in the same position.
As Kurt drifted off to sleep Blaine lay awake thinking of what he should tell Kurt tomorrow. He really did want children but he couldn't help but wonder if now wasn't the best time. He didn't know why but he had a gut feeling that things were going to change soon which would put all of their plans on hold.
So there's chapter 3! I hope you enjoyed it! See you next chapter!
