Disclaimer: I don't own any Glee characters. Except in my mind.

Note: This one's a bit longer! And finally, they are together! Yaaay!

Present Day

"That was probably one of the most awkward conversations I've ever had," Artie said, shaking his head. "I can't believe you actually asked me that."

"Whaaaat? It's a CLASSIC Truth or Dare question, Artie!"

"Oh, really, Mr. 'Harry Potter Can Play Quidditch with Me Anytime'?"

Kurt blushed. "Only I can make Quidditch sexual, right?"

Artie laughed. "Kurt, you could make a fucking plastic baggie sexual".

"They do make good emergency condoms," Kurt said. Artie hung his head, shaking it and suppressing his laughter.

"Do I even want to know how you know that?" Artie asked.

"Oh, trust me, you don't," Kurt giggled mischievously. "What's the furthest you've ever gone with a girl, anyway?" Kurt asked Artie.

"I've…neverbeenkissed," Artie blurted out.

"I thought you liked Tina Cohen-Chang," Kurt said, confused.

"Yes…but she likes that Other Asian. She turned me down flat."

"Oooh, Artie. I'm sorry."

"Why?"
"Because…she's missing out on a really great person."

Artie blushed. "Kurt, do you mind getting off my lap now? I kind of want to lie down. My back's hurting a little."

"Oh, sure," Kurt said, hopping down to the floor. "Do you need help getting in bed?"

"Yes, please," Artie said. Kurt carefully picked Artie up, and Artie wrapped his arms around Kurt's neck. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Kurt made his way, slowly, to the bed, where he gently laid Artie down.

"Thanks," Artie whispered.

"You're welcome," Kurt breathed. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Artie…can you feel this?" he asked, gently pressing down on Artie's ankles.

"No," Artie said, curious as to where this was going.

"How about this?" Kurt asked again, touching Artie's knee.

"No, I can't feel that," Artie said, daring to let go of the breath he'd been holding.

Kurt inched up the bed towards Artie. Close, closer, closer still he went, until his face was only two inches away from Artie's.

"What about this?" Kurt asked once more, before gently pressing his lips to Artie's. Artie's eyes fluttered closed as he enjoyed the feeling of Kurt's lips on his; his very first kiss, ever. Oh, God, it felt so good, so natural, so…right. After a few moments, Kurt broke away. "There," he said. "Now you've been kissed…and so have I."

Artie's eyes widened. "That was your first, too?"

Kurt smiled shyly. "Yeah," he said. "It was."
"So do you like me, then?" Artie asked, hopeful.

"Yes," Kurt admitted. "I really do. I've liked you for years, Artie. I was hoping…maybe…"

"I like you, too," Artie said.

Now it was time for Kurt's eyes to widen. "You do? I mean…you're gay, Artie?"

"I think so," Artie said, looking down. "Remember how I said I had that wet dream about a girl?" Kurt nodded. "Well…it was really about you, Kurt. I just…was afraid to admit it at the time. I thought you'd be freaked out."

"On the contrary," Kurt said slowly. "I find that incredibly sexy".

Two months later

Kurt and Artie were making out heavily on Kurt's bed. Thankfully, Burt was away for the weekend, and, not knowing that Kurt and Artie had been fooling around for the past two months, had allowed Artie to stay over to keep Kurt company.

"Artie?" Kurt asked between kisses.

"Yes?" Artie said, gasping for breath.

"Can I talk to you about…sex?"

Artie broke away from the kissing hurriedly. "What do you mean?"

"My dad never really talked to me about sex. I mean, I know how babies are made and all, but we were never able to talk about…you know," Kurt said, embarrassed. He'd only recently come out to his dad, and Burt wasn't completely comfortable with talking about sex with his son.

"Well," Artie said, leaning back against the pillows. "Look in my duffel bag. I think there's something in there that might help you."

Kurt leapt off the bed and rummaged around in Artie's bag, coming across a book.

"The Complete Guide to Gay Sex?" Kurt cried.

"It's…errr…research," Artie said quickly. "You know how I love science…"

"…this is amazing…" Kurt said, rifling through the pages. He suddenly turned beet red. "Is this really…OH MY GOD."

"What? Oh, did you see the picture on page 69?" Artie asked smugly.

"Um…yes…is that…SWEET JESUS!" Kurt yelled.
Artie laughed. "I know, I know. Interesting, isn't it?"

"…I'll say," Kurt gasped in awe.

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, you can't tell me that YOU'RE embarrassed about sex!" Artie said. "You, Mr. Sexual Innuendo!"

Kurt blushed. "Well…yes, I'm a little embarrassed."

"Aww, it's okay," Artie said reassuringly. "I was, too, at first. But I found that the more research I did the more comfortable with it I became."

Kurt brought the book over to the bed and sat down. "Will you…do some research with me?" he asked shyly, feeling his face heat up once more.

"Of course," Artie said, smiling. "We can start with this book, if you want, or we can fire up my laptop and look up some things there."

"Well, let's start with the book for now, while it's here. Then later, we can look up some things on the Internet."

"Deal. And Kurt?"

"Yeah?"
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, you know."

"I know…I'm just…worried."
"About what?"

"If we ever did…you know…"
"Have sex?"

Kurt flushed. "Yeah…that it would…"
"Ruin our friendship?" Artie supplied for him.

"Mm-hmm." Kurt nodded.

"I've thought about that, too," Artie admitted. "But we can take it slow, if you want. I'm willing to wait for you, Kurt…I…I love you."

"You…you love me?" Kurt squeaked.

"Yes. I love you." Artie said firmly and confidently.

"I love you too," Kurt whispered, leaning in to gently cup Artie's chin in his hands and kiss his lips softly.

Two weeks later

Kurt and Artie were in the halls at school. They were on their way to New Directions rehearsal, and were now secretly dating. Kurt limped alongside Artie; he'd fallen on his ankle during gym class, and it was bothering him.

"Want me to give you a ride?" Artie asked his boyfriend.

"Oh, please and thank you!" Kurt gasp-sighed, climbing into Artie's lap. He snuggled up to his boyfriend's chest, throwing his arms around Artie's neck and kissing him on the cheek. Artie kissed Kurt's forehead, and began rolling the two of them down the hall.

"Your arms are so…strong!" Kurt breathed. "They're so…sexy!"

Artie grinned. "I've had years of practice to build them up."

"I can tell!" Kurt said.

"Thanks," replied Artie. "Kurt," he began. "Should we tell them?"

"Them?"

"New Directions. Should we tell them that we're…together?"

Kurt paused. "Yes," he said, after a moment's thought. "I'm ready."

The two rolled into the choir room, where everyone else was waiting for them.

"Well," Mr. Schuester began. "Now that we're all here…"

"Excuse me, Mr. Schue, but Artie and I have something to say first," Kurt interrupted, getting down off Artie's lap to stand beside him.

"Oh, well, go right ahead," Mr. Schue said, while the rest of the group looked on curiously. Kurt and Artie each took a deep breath.

"We're dating," they said in one collective breath.

There was a moment's silence, and Kurt and Artie held their breaths, waiting for an answer. It came:

Rachel: Oh, my God.

Finn: Well…well…that's, uh…
Mercedes: Congrats, guys! I'm so happy for you, Kurt!
Tina: …is this because I rejected you, Artie?

Brittany: So you guys are like…a couple couple now?

Finn: They're Kartie now. That's their couple name. Just like how Puck and Rachel were Puckleberry, and Santana and Brittany are Brittana.

"Hmm…Kartie. I like it," Kurt said. "Sounds like a new, exciting designer."

"So do you guys accept us?" Artie asked, not daring to look anyone directly in the eye.

"Of course we do," Mr. Schuester said. "Right, guys?"
"Of course," they all murmured. Kurt clapped his hands. "Right, then! I think we should start thinking about Sectionals, how about you, Mr. Schue?"

"Kurt's right; Sectionals is only a month away. Let's get started."

Later that night

"Do you really accept us, Mercedes?" Kurt asked, on the phone with his other best friend.

"Of course I do, Kurt. How could I not? You're my best friend. And you know I think Artie's a really sweet kid, even if he lacks a certain diva quality."

"Oh, trust me, Mercedes. Artie can be a diva if he wants. He nearly staged a riot the day he found out they were discontinuing his favorite brand of suspenders…"

"Tina, are you mad at me?" Artie asked, on the phone with Tina.

"Why would I be mad at you, Artie?"

"Because you rejected me for Mike, and then I started dating a gay guy."

"Oh, right. People are going to think I turned you gay or something. Which isn't true…is it? Because if it's true, I'm going to feel like an idiot."

"No, it's not true. I'd had feelings for Kurt for years, but I wasn't completely sure about my sexuality yet. I really did like you, Tina. But I think I was just suppressing my…gay sexual urges for a little bit."

"I understand," Tina said. "Next time, just be honest with me, Artie."
"I will; I promise," Artie said.