As Mercedes was leaving, Blaine slowly reached for the half empty bowl of popcorn and stood awkwardly hiding his straining erection with the bowl. He wanted to jump on Kurt like a dog on a piece of meat but with great effort he kept control of himself. As Kurt said his final goodbyes to Mercedes at the door, Blaine made a silent escape to the kitchen.

He heard Kurt shutting the door so he quickly called out, "Hey Kurt, I'm just grabbing some more popcorn go ahead and play the movie I'll be over in a sec."

"Okay Blaine, but hurry!" Kurt replied excitedly as he began to unbutton his sweater.

Blaine let out a sigh of relief as he turned on the kitchen sink splashing cold water on his face. He couldn't get rid of images of Kurt doing dirty things with his tongue so he kept splashing more and more water, until finally his erection had gone down.

'Okay Blaine, keep yourself in check. Just go out there and finish watching that movie, it's only about an hour or so longer. I just have to make it to one hour. Then I can say I'm tired and turn in early, I can do this. Just as long as Kurt doesn't try anything else. Fuck, why does he have to be so hot its fucking torture. I know he's doing this on purpose. There is absolutely no way he is going to win, I have enough self control. Maybe I should just surrender, if he really does want to do this. No. This is all my fault, I pushed him to have those sexual thoughts and now he feels that he has to please me but I just want him to be happy and comfortable not forced. Why can't he understand that? Why does he have to be so stubborn.'

Meanwhile in the other room Kurt had just finished taking off his white under shirt the one covered with cherry red blotches, he threw it to the side and started putting his sweater back on without a shirt underneath.

'This is it Kurt, if this doesn't work nothing will. I'm practically half naked. He can't possibly turn me down now, can he?'

Kurt was still buttoning up the buttons on his sweater when Blaine entered the room and froze. Kurt's neck was fully exposed and he could see his bare chest as Kurt continued to cover it up behind the sweater. He had never seen Kurt with his shirt off. A simple glance at the bit of milky white skin that was showing and Blaine was immediately hard again. One second he was frozen on the spot holding onto a bowl of popcorn and the next he was grabbing onto Kurt driving him back onto the couch.

He kept pushing Kurt's body further until he was lying across the couch. He hovered over his body as if searching for the strength of mind to pull back but when he locked eyes with Kurt, so trusting and filled with hope, he finally gave in. Desperate to satisfy his longing desire, he assaulted his neck.

"Fuck, Kurt you look..." He kissed along his collar bone, flicking out his tongue along his neck as he continued talking in a deep breathy voice. "mmm...taste so fucking good."

He continued to kiss his way back up to Kurt's neck pausing briefly when Kurt let out a few soft moans. He was panting against Kurt's neck relishing in the feel of Kurt's pulse beating against his lips with each new kiss. He watched as his neck was turned a bright red shade, hickeys already beginning to form. He guided his lips along Kurt's chin reaching his lips and capturing his tongue in his mouth, tasting the sweet cherry flavor the popsicle left behind.

As the kiss turned into a hot wet mess, his hands worked the rest of the buttons open so he could reach the smooth expanse of skin underneath.

When he got the sweater open, he couldn't stop his hands from caressing down his chest to grab at his hips and automatically thrusting his erection roughly against Kurt's.

Kurt had been expecting Blaine to come into the room see Kurt nearly shirtless and sigh, perhaps talk about sex and hopefully they'd be able to take this relationship to the next step in his bedroom. He'd expected Blaine to maybe excuse himself to the bathroom. He had expected many reactions from Blaine, what he never anticipated this reaction.

Blaine was a needy mess and Kurt finally understood what it meant to push someone to the breaking point. He didn't mind one bit. Blaine was on top of him and kissing every inch of exposed skin. Each kiss on his neck sent a shiver through his body. Each touch was an electric shock straight to his dick. His pants were already tight enough as it is.

Blaine was roughly trying to unbutton his sweater and oh fuck why had he decided to even put anything back on, he should have remained shirtless. Part of him was worried about the status of his favorite sweater; he really hoped that Blaine didn't rip any buttons off. The other part of him was disheveled and he was reduced to soft whimpers of pleasure because this was absolute fucking bliss.

He felt the last button on his sweater open revealing the rest of his chest and before he had the chance to feel any shyness or feel the slightest bit self-conscious Blaine hands were on him touching him. His body was on fire, the heat was everywhere. He need more, so much more. Just as that thought passed his mind Blaine was suddenly clutching at his hips and rutting against his erection with such urgency.

Kurt seized at Blaine's shoulders as a chorus of very loud moans escaped his lips. They had only ever kissed and held hands, but now suddenly their erections were rubbing against each other and Kurt's mind went blank. He could only feel. Feel the weight of Blaine above him. Feel the beads of sweat that were forming. Feel Blaine's hard dick, hard for Kurt that was grinding into his.

At the sound of Kurt practically screaming, Blaine started pounding into Kurt even faster. All his fantasies pooling together into reality. He knew this was real because his fantasies could never compare to the real thing. He could feel Kurt's grip on his shoulders tighten. He had his eyes locked with Kurt's but when he started going faster Kurt threw his head back whining and gasping for air.

"Kurt, I-I.. ah fuck.." Blaine was groaning as he tried to get Kurt to meet his eyes but when he felt Kurt shuddering and tensing beneath him he knew Kurt was close.

Kurt's head was still thrown back on the couch, his eyes half lidded as he elicited a mixture of moans and Blaine's name. He could feel his body responding without his consent. His hips were moving in rhythm with Blaine's. He felt the heat in his abdomen and his body began to tense.

"Blaine, Blaine, Blaine," Kurt was moaning his name when suddenly everything was too much. His senses heightened. He was on edge, so close to letting go but he held on just a little longer.

Hearing Kurt moan his name, Blaine's hips jerked forward a few more times and he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. He had been hard for too long, he was desperate to come.

"Fuck! Kurt, I can't. Ah. I need." He couldn't form a coherent sentence but Kurt recognized the unspoken words.

"Let go Blaine," Kurt whimper as he trembled from the pressure of holding back. He pulled Blaine closer, wrapping his arms around his neck as he groaned in his ear. "Come with me."

A light shudder ran down his spine at Kurt's words. "I l-love you, Kurt." He gasped out. He felt his dick twitch as he thrust once, twice, and finally on his third thrust down, he was coming hard. He let loose a variety of curse words jumbled with Kurt's name.

Kurt's hips arched up off the couch and his eyes rolled back as he came with Blaine, whimpering a stream of Fuck and I love yous.

They both collapsed into each other breathing heavily, the air between them intense and passionate. Neither one of them spoke, it was a peaceful silence. The calm after the storm.

Blaine lazily kissed along Kurt's cheek while Kurt drew idle circles onto Blaine's arms, which were now wrapped around Kurt lovingly.

Kurt was beginning to feel drowsy and based on the indication of Blaine's soft breathing, so was Blaine. He lightly nudged Blaine's curly head with his chin.

"Hey Blaine, let's go upstairs." He could feel the stickiness in his jeans and it was starting to annoy him, he wanted to change but he was tired and didn't want to go through the hassle.

Blaine shook his head softly, "I like the sound of your heart, it's very soothing." He mumbled sleepily against Kurt's chest. "Also, I would like very much not to move right now."

Kurt laughed softly. He reached for the remote to the TV that still had the movie paused, he hit the power button and the room was suddenly dark.

He sighed with content as he slowly drifted off to sleep. He was going to regret sleeping on a small couch, he was going to bitch about his dirty jeans but he could save that for tomorrow. For now he was going to enjoy the company of his boyfriend.


AN: Yes, yes I know this one's short but hope you like the content! I'll try and update again soon but I have to get lots of hours in at work so I can have money to see Darren Criss on the 22nd. Thanks for reading, I love you guys!