The hall suddenly gushed in a brief chill. Maybe. At this point, Blaine couldn't tell if it was just his nerves or his actual surrounding environment. Quick inhales were the only things that filled in the empty voids of creeping silence that rained around him and made this long hall seem slightly claustrophobic all of a sudden. "Wow..." A quick spur was spoken from Blaine's paused figure as he stared at Kurt. The boy was pale, lean, and perfectly quaffed hair. He was beautiful.
"Thanks...I get that a lot." Kurt quipped, making Blaine swallow a large lump in his throat. "Let me guess...this is...your first time." Blaine nodded as he was about to take off his coat, making Kurt laugh. "Look, um. We don't have to get naked...yet. Why don't you sit down? So we can talk first." Kurt gestured to an empty chair across the room. Blaine thanked his greatly with a nod but just decided to keep standing. "Did...Jason already tell you my name...or?" Blaine shook his head. "Good, I've always preferred introducing myself." Blaine gulped again as the man got up from the bed and walked to him, holding out his hand. "Kurt." Blaine gripped his hand in a handshake. Nerves sparking everywhere.
"Blaine." Kurt smiled and sat in a chair next to him.
"Look, I'm gonna offer something I never offer, ok?" Blaine nodded. "We do not have to have sex. Not until...you are ready. Whether that's tomorrow or in a year. I will wait." It was a kind suggestion, but Blaine just kind of wanted to..."rip the bandage off", so to speak.
"No...I-I just want to get it over and done with..." Blaine spoke swiftly.
"Are you sure?" Kurt asked. "Your first time is-"
"Something that should be special...so that you'll always look back on it in fondness." Blaine angerly mocked as Kurt just listended as he sat back on the bed. "When I look back on my first time...I don't want it to be something that I look back in sadness because it was with an Ex-Boyfriend. I just want it to be something I get over with." Kurt gulped. "Sorry, I-" Kurt just nodded, offering a spot next to him. Blaine reluctantly took it.
"Look, can I be brutally honest?" Blaine nodded. "I don't think you should...lose it tonight," Kurt advised carefully. "And before you barrage me again about your ex...I'll explain why," Kurt continued. "My first time...I'm not proud of it. At all. It was this...really old guy, my first client here. I was 18 and I was naive and...rejected from the college of my dreams. But I came to New York anyway. I came here...to try and stick it to that school. And I found myself here. Young and dumb...and I took this opportunity. I could live in a nice apartment for cheap. Meal provided by the company. So what if I had to fuck strangers for it...it was still a living. But...when it happened, it just...not special. Not what I always wanted. I'm a true, deep romantic at heart and that night...my first...killed the dream for me." He looked up at Blaine. "I want you to get to know me...think of this kind of like...Pretty Woman." Blaine laughed.
"I'm a successful business man who finds a hooker-" Blaine asks, only to be corrected.
"Escort."
"-Escort...and I'll fall in love-" Kurt stopped him again.
"I never said anything about falling in love. I don't believe in it anymore. We can be close friends...at most. But I want you to truly think if you-"
"I want to." Kurt looks up.
"Are you-"
"Yeah...I just...I...I really don't want to think about rosepettles and candles after..." Blaine trails off, "I just...want to know what it's like." Blaine concluced.
"Ok." And after a few beats of silence, they closed the tiny space between them with a lingering kiss.