The blanket was moved back, and a warm body moved in behind Kurt.
Arms snaked around his waist, and legs curled around his.
He felt lips on the sensative spot under his ear, and reached his hand back to run his hand through curly hair.
"Baby, why're you back so late?"
No answer came, but his TShirt was slid off his body and the lips kept at his neck.
Breath caught in his throat, hands made their way down to his pelvis.
"B-b-blaine, what time is it? ... Blaine? Say something to me... Blaine?"
Kurt turned around, opened his eyes and shivered with cold sweat.
Suddenly he was fully awake, bright morning sunlight blaring through the window.
No one was there.