"God!" Diane exclaimed as she fell back into her pillow, holding the sheets against her damp, heaving chest.

"Yeah," Kurt agreed with a smirk, staring up at the ceiling from his side of the bed, his breathing also rapid and laboured. Rolling his head to the side, he met her eyes as she did the same; a smile forming on both of their faces.

Diane shifted onto her side, her hands resting snugly under her head as she looked at Kurt.

"You really are very good at that," She complimented, trying to hide her smile behind her bitten bottom lip. Kurt moved his hands, folding them behind his head as he grinned proudly.

"Yeah," He agreed and Diane's eyes grew as her hand moved to slap his shoulder. Kurt feigned hurt at her smack, his eyes giving away his true feelings.

"You're supposed to say I'm good too!" She chastised in disbelief, her mouth gaping slightly. Kurt laughed lowly at her indignation, rolling to his side and scooting closer to her; his hand curling around her bare hip.

"You are very good, dear." He said huskily and Diane bit her bottom lip naughtily.

"Damn right I am!" She responded with a confident smile, ducking down to capture his lips in a slow, passionate kiss. Their tongues tangled together, exploring already memorized caverns.

"Mmhm," She moaned as they broke apart, her eyes still closed as an easy smile slipped onto her face. "How did you get so good?" She asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"Practice," He fired back with a smirk. Diane laughed loudly at that, her cheeks rosy with happiness.

"Is that so?" She flirted.

"Oh yes," He replied mock-seriously, tugging her closer to him, until their faces were barely an inch apart. "

"Hundreds of women?" She teased.

"Thousands!" He joked back and Diane giggled, the room falling silent as they merely stared at each other. Her hand came up to tuck his hair behind his ear, her slim fingers tracing over his cheek softly.

"Who was your first?" She asked quietly, dreamily. Kurt's eyebrow bounced up curiously.

"My first?" He laughed, meeting her mischievous grin.

"Yeah," She nodded.

Kurt blew out a deep breath, surprised by the question.

"Her name was Alice," He offered.

"Blonde?" Diane asked with a twinkle in her eye, knowing his preference.

"Redhead," He corrected with a smug look. Diane's mouth opened in exaggerated surprise, making Kurt chuckle. "It was after a football game - in her dad's car." Diane let out a little laugh, imagining a young Kurt fumbling around in the back of his girlfriend's father's car.

"How old were you?" Diane continued.

"Ah," He puzzled, scrunching his eyes as he thought back. "Seventeen? Maybe eighteen?" He shrugged and Diane smiled. "What about you?" He asked after a beat and Diane's eyes widened comically, her mouth falling open.

"Me?"

Kurt scoffed his smile wide.

"Yes, you." He said slowly, meeting her gaze pointedly. Diane gulped slightly.

"Would you believe I was a virgin when we met?" She tried hopefully and Kurt threw his head back in a loud laugh.

"Not with the way you bend," He fired back sexily and Diane felt herself blushing.

"Ah, okay," She shifted on the bed, moving to sit with her back against the headboard. Kurt remained on his side, propping his head up on his elbow as he awaited her story, "His name was Greg," She began hesitantly.

"How old was he?" He asked, loving her discomfort more than he should.

"Uh, twenty-something." She offered with a forced smile.

"And you?" Kurt prompted with a knowing look.

"Seventeen," she mumbled, cringing slightly at his shocked expression.

"Diane Lockhart!" Kurt said exaggeratedly, his grin wide. "An older man! I'm shocked!" Diane giggled, pressing her lips together to supress a smile. "Very scandalous." Kurt nodded seriously.

Diane shook her head, shoving his shoulder playfully as she sunk down beside him once again.

"How did you meet him?" Kurt asked after a moment, his eyebrow cocked thoughtfully.

"What?" She gulped, her eyes wide once again.

"Greg, how did you meet him?" Diane's cheeks coloured as she looked at Kurt.

"Just around," She shrugged trying to play it cool as she moved to look away from him.

"Oh yeah, sure." Kurt snarked back sarcastically. Diane deflated slightly, letting out a sigh as she met his green eyes once again.

"Fine," She said exasperatedly. "He was on my father's security detail."

Kurt's mouth dropped open and his eyes nearly fell out of his head. Diane smiled awkwardly, suddenly this fun conversation didn't seem so enjoyable.

"Your dad's security guard was your first?" He confirmed, and Diane merely nodded. "Wow." Kurt said, nodding his head as he processed the information. "Did your dad know?"

"Are you kidding?" She laughed. "My dad still thinks I'm a virgin now." Kurt laughed at that, his hand moving to her waist and tugging her toward him.

"Still a virgin, huh?" He asked with a seductive look, moving away from the topic; suddenly mesmerized by the idea. Diane rolled her eyes, shifting her body so she was pressed against him tightly. She grinned as she felt him hardening.

"Oh yes," She sighed against him. "Practically a nun."

"A nun?" He smirked, his voice low in her ear as he lowered his lips to her neck, nipping at her soft skin. Diane moaned breathily as his hand on her waist dipped dangerously low.

"A very innocent, lonely nun," She purred, her own hand dancing down his chest; happy to have left all talk of her virginity behind them. Kurt smirked, his teeth dragging across her collarbone.

"Well, we can't have that," He offered before all words died on his tongue and Diane proceeded to show him exactly how innocent she really was.