Author's Note: I'm sorry. I know its been ages since I updated this fic. I had major writer's block with this particular fic, and wasn't sure where to take it. I always intended to finish it. Without further ado, and I apologize for the wait, here's the next chapter of Hearts on Ice.

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Finn was outside gathering more firewood. He wanted to make sure they had plenty on Christmas Eve, which was that very night. Kurt hadn't exactly envisioned their spending the holiday up here snowed in, but they were happy. He'd never been more overjoyed at having Finn in his life. He hoped nothing would change after all this, feeling a small rush of doubt. He went into the kitchen to make hot chocolate, so as to distract himself. No Finn wouldn't do that. They'd made incredible love together. He poured the chocolate into their mugs and stepped out onto the porch.

"Finn!"

His stepbrother came running across the snow onto the porch. Kurt handed him a steaming mug of his favorite, hot chocolate.

"Thanks," Finn smiled, sipping it carefully.

Kurt smiled back, but his thoughts returned to his earlier doubts.

"You okay Kurt?"

"Yeah I just... " his face fell a little more.

Finn placed his mug of chocolate aside and placed both hands on Kurt's shoulders.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked softly, giving a little smile.

That smile went right to Kurt's heart.

"I'm scared Finn. I'm scared that once this is all over you'll decide you don't want me."

"That could never happen," Finn whispered, eyes sincere. "I meant it dude. I want it to be you. You make me really happy."

Kurt smiled and Finn hugged him.

"Okay I fell better," Kurt laughed a little into his ear. "I just needed that reassurance."

"Not a problem," Finn told him, pulling back from the hug and grinning. "I meant it Kurt. I love you."

"I love you too Finn," Kurt replied softly.

The two of them shared a short yet heartfelt kiss. Kurt's lips moved with his, brushing gently before they pulled away.

"That's enough firewood I think," Kurt told him. "I need you to come help me make Christmas dinner."

"Yeah you're right," Finn nodded. "I don't think we're getting out of here. There's supposed to be more snow tonight according to the radio."

"Well I suppose we'll just have to make do up here all by ourselves. I'm sure we can think of ways to pass the time."

Kurt gave him a small wink and made a point of swaying his hips as he walked back into the kitchen. Finn felt his hardness tent the denim of his jeans.

Kurt had just opened a cabinet to grab the boxes of stuffing he'd made sure to grab from Barney's store. Finn was looking at him strangely, mouth slightly open.

"What is it Finn?"

"I think," Finn hesitated, thinking of those hips swaying, that ass. "I want to fuck you. Like right here."

"Hm," Kurt smirked. "I think that can be arranged. Fuck and then dinner?"

"Hell yes."

Finn stepped toward him, grabbing his shoulders, going in for a heated kiss. Kurt moaned and parted his lips, tongues falling in together heatedly.

Yes he wanted Finn so bad! He gripped his stepbrother's shirt between his fingers, moaning when those lips kissed down to his neck, nipping at the sensitive flesh.

Kurt could envision them doing this every day.

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Author's Note: Don't worry. I'll be updating this until its finished. You will just have to read and see. ^_^