Kurt closed his eyes and willed himself to relax. It had been so long since he'd had sex. Dating after Blaine had been difficult. Kurt's self-esteem had plummeted when his high school boyfriend had left him while they were in college, encouraging him to seek psychological help with his 'frigidity'. There had only been two men since then that he'd gotten to this point with, and he'd learned from stinging comments during the breakup with the first to give some encouragement and not just lay there 'like a dead fish'. So he rocked back against Elliott's fingers and let himself gasp audibly at the strange sensation. He didn't want to fake a lot more interest than he had, but he really liked Elliott and hoped that maybe this could be more enjoyable with him.

He listened and waited while Elliott rolled the condom on and slicked himself, then worked a bit more into Kurt.

"Okay?" Elliott asked breathlessly.

"Yeah...yeah," Kurt panted.

Elliott stroked Kurt's back after he slowly pressed in, waiting a bit before he started to move.

Neither made much noise. Occasionally a hard thrust would huff a grunt out of Kurt, and Elliott moaned a couple of times. Kurt pushed back to meet Elliott's hips and clenched off and on, understanding that it would feel good for his partner.

Elliott went for the reach around and Kurt blocked him with his own hand, cringing a little at the additional deception as he moved his arm a little like he was stroking an erection that wasn't actually present. Elliott gripped his hip instead.

It didn't hurt, not like it sometimes had in the past, but Kurt just wasn't turned on by it at all. He simply waited for it to be over.

"Ngh! Oh, Kurt..." Elliott groaned as he finally came. His body shook and he leaned hard on Kurt for a few seconds before he pulled out. Kurt moved away with a quick squeeze to Elliott's shoulder and a murmured explanation that he was going to clean up and he'd be right back. He didn't want it to be obvious that he hadn't come, but he didn't want to discuss it, either.

Kurt returned quickly with a warm washcloth. Elliott smiled and kissed him. He'd already disposed of the condom, but he seemed grateful the chance to wipe up the excess lube. Kurt threw the cloth in the hamper and they slid together under the covers.

Kurt was glad it was over. It hadn't been bad, just rather...boring. He wondered how long he could wait before they had to do it again, but tried to push that thought away and just be present in the moment. He hugged Elliott closely. This part he actually enjoyed; being held, drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.

"You're wonderful, Kurt," Elliott murmured sleepily. Kurt kissed his chest and smiled.

"You are too. Sleep well."