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The sun had set while the boys were lying on the bed, holding on to each other. It was getting pretty dark in the room, so that eventually Kurt got up to light a few candles and turn the lights on on his little beauty desk.
Blaine was grumbling at the loss of his boyfriend's warmth against his body. When Kurt plopped down onto the mattress, the grumbling turned into a groan of pleasure and he sat up to hug the chestnut haired boy around the waist.
"Come here, you," he said and dragged Kurt with him, excited at catching a squeal of surprise from the tall boy. He landed on top of Blaine, back to chest, hip to hip, and the curly haired boy moaned into the touch.
Kissing his boyfriend's neck, Blaine was beginning to stroke Kurt's chest and stomach, possessively running his fingers over as much skin as he could reach. Kurt's head fell back onto his shoulder, stretching his neck and giving the curly haired boy more space for his lips to work on.
He let out a moan as his boyfriend lightly ran his tongue up towards his ear, biting slightly into the sensitive skin. Beneath him, he could feel Blaine becoming hard again and wow, this was so hot. How could he have ever been so reserved about.. it?
"God, Kurt, I love you. You're so hot like this," the curly haired boy uttered into the milky skin. "You have no idea what you're doing to me.."
Kurt moaned again as he, blushing heavily, reached behind him and cupped Blaine through his jeans. Why was he still wearing these? "Not the slightest," he murmured playfully into Blaine's ear.
The curly haired boy gasped at the sudden friction and ground his hips into Kurt's hand. He let his hand wander down his boyfriend's naked torso and beneath his navel. When Kurt moved his hips further against Blaine's front, he couldn't withhold anymore and, without asking for permission this time, grabbed him needily through his boxers.
"Oh my God.. oh God, Blaine," he gasped into Blaine's neck, leaning into him as much as possible. "Pants off. Now!" Kurt whispered huskily into his boyfriend's skin, pecking it hungrily. Blaine tilted his head to capture his lips into a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue easily into his boyfriend's mouth, exploring him like it was the first time. He took his hands off of Kurt's hard-on and started to unbutton his own jeans. As soon as Kurt heard the zipper, he turned around and, after running his hands over his boyfriend's exposed torso, pealed the tight fabric off his strong legs.
Oh my Gosh, I'm really doing this.. Don't you overthink! ...Wow, how can someone be this hot? Kurt was about to lower his mouth onto Blaine's naked self, feeling his boyfriend's hand brushing softly through his ruffled hair, when they heard a loud noise downstairs. His head snapped up immediately.
"KURT? You here?" Finn's voice sounded from the hall. Damn, our stuff is still down there.. He'll know. "Kurt?"
"Shit! Sorry, honey, but you need to dress! Like, right now!" They heard steps on the staircase, when Kurt decided he needed more time. "Yes, I'll be down in a minute!" he yelled back. He hopped off the bed and threw Blaine's clothes at him. Swiftly wiggling himself into his tight pants and putting on a random sweater, he went to his mirror, actually caring much more about the sex hair he was sporting than his outfit. Blaine was fully dressed within half a minute, grabbing a comb and running it through his own hair.
"You look fine," he told Kurt, pecking his cheek affectionately. "More than fine, obviously." He winked at him and left the room with a smile on his lips.
"Hey, wait for me!" The chestnut haired boy was up and gone within the second and followed his boyfriend outside, giggling and taking his hand as soon as he caught up with him.
Finn was standing in front of the oven, eating half-baked biscuits. Two bags of groceries were lying on top of the counter. "Ohmhey," he greeted the boys, his mouth completely full. Kurt rolled his eyes whereas Blaine couldn't help but grin.
"Finn, those aren't done yet. You might get salmonellae from the eggs!" he told his half-brother. "Spit that out!"
"Nah, it's fine," and with that the tall jock had already swallowed the piece of dough. "Can you bake those for later? Rachel's coming over tonight for dinner and she'll love 'em." The boys could see that Finn was thinking about something. He had this confused look on his face. "Is it okay to have biscuits for dinner?"
Blaine had one arm wrapped around Kurt's waist who was now mentally facepalming himself. He took a deep breath before he answered. "Maybe not, Finn."
"Well, whatever, man." The tall boy was busy spreading his groceries. A sight, that Kurt's rather not endure for much longer.
"You're going to clean that afterward, right?" Finn wasn't even listening to him. Kurt sighed and leaned his head against Blaine's. The curly haired boy pulled him a little closer, pecking him on the cheek again. "Don't get upset," he whispered softly against his boyfriend's neck. "I'll clean if you want.. I may even strip before I do," he said in a low voice and wiggled his eyebrows. Seeing a crimson blush creeping up Kurt's face, he smirked at this achievement.
"Blaine!" Kurt hissed at him, still too low for Finn to hear. He had to concentrate really hard to not jump his boyfriend right then and there.
"Hey, Kurt! Where are the spice-thingies?" Thankful for the distraction, the chestnut haired boy left Blaine's side and showed Finn the spice rack. And after that some pots, the kitchen scales, platters and, for good measure, the fire extinguisher.
"Thanks, man. But.. could you, like, leave now? I know, it's kinda rude since it's your house too, but.. Believe me, you don't wanna be here, okay?" Kurt eyes were widening, shooting Blaine a look from the side. Eww. He really didn't want to hear this or get the mental image.. Oh my God, there it is. Thanks a lot, Finn!
Blaine was wrinkling his nose too. Although Kurt wasn't quite sure if he got the implications of this conversation. "You guys wanna go out to dinner?" Finn asked them quickly. "On me."
Blaine's face lit up instantly. "Hell, yeah!"
Kurt had the feeling of facepalming himself for real this time. Or Blaine maybe, he'd deserve it. Well, what the hell.. It's none of his business anyway, Kurt told himself. And he for sure didn't want to stay here when his brother and Rachel were going to.. ugh, bad mental image! "Okay, let's go then."
Before Kurt went through the front door, he motioned a "You owe me" in Finn's direction. He had an apologetic expression on his face, but looked also extremely excited. God's gift to women.. The chestnut haired boy wagged his head.
Once in his car, Kurt threw his hands in the air. "I can't believe this! I'm getting kicked out.. Out of my house, so that I won't "disrupt" Rachel Berry and my brother doing.. having.."
"Sex?" Blaine added casually, trying to be helpful.
On the drivers seat, his boyfriend blushed at his nonchalance. "You got that?"
"I'm not that oblivious, Kurt. It's pretty obvious what your brother is doing in there. Or rather.. preparing." The curly haired boy took his boyfriend's hand and laced their fingers together. "Come on now. I'm hungry!"
To be continued.
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