Title:Summer Harmony
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: R overall
Characters/Pairing: Finn/Kurt/Blaine
Chapter: 9/?
Word Count: 2796
Spoilers: Let's say everything to be safe :)
Summary/Warnings: Sequel to 'It All Started With A Question,' 'Lucky' and 'Feel This Good'. They're going to work through this. It may not always be easy, but they've got the whole summer to figure themselves out.

Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)

Summer Harmony

Consonance

"Out," Kurt pushes him out the door, trying not to listen to Finn's protests. "Spend time with your girlfriend. I need to spend time with my boyfriend," he winks and closes the door before Finn can reply, turning to the room and raising an eyebrow as Blaine collapses on the couch laughing.

"He's hard to get rid of, is he?" he chuckles again and Kurt rolls his eyes.

"Yes. But, as you can see, he's gone."

"That he is," Blaine's already stripping his shirt off and Kurt quickly sheds his own, falling into Blaine's arms as their mouths connect. "God, why did I take that job?" Blaine gasps as Kurt kisses his neck, tipping his head back to give the other boy better access.

"You needed to. It's a wonderful opportunity."

"Yes, sure, but you…"

"We're coping," Kurt decides, slowing down a little, and Blaine suggests they move this to the bedroom as Kurt tugs him over, both of them taking off the rest of their clothes before laying on the bed.

"Kurt?"

"Mm," Kurt's still kissing at Blaine's neck, one hand stroking the hard planes of the other boy's stomach, and Blaine lays a hand in the small of his back to get his attention. "What is it?"

"I have…something I want to tell you. But I want you to…" he sighs and pauses before continuing, "I want you to keep…touching me. Anything. I just…I don't want to ruin this with a serious story but…"

"You can tell me anything," Kurt hoists himself up and strokes Blaine's cheek softly. "Really."

"Okay," Blaine breathes out as Kurt's hand snakes down his body, fingers lightly stroking his cock and Blaine sighs and gives the other boy a smile. "You keep that up and I'll have a hard time talking."

"Let me," Kurt insists. "We've never…not with just the two of us, and I think you're afraid that I won't if Finn isn't here. I'm proving you wrong," Kurt kisses him lightly, fingers still just barely touching, and Blaine groans and pushes his hips up. "But I want you to finish your story."

"You drive a hard bargain," Blaine chuckles. "But I'll try."

"Go, then," Kurt goes back to working on his neck, ignoring Blaine's protests about 'I can't have a hickey at work!' and moves down to suck at his collarbone, his mind churning a little.

Yes, he's worried as to what Blaine might say, but he really can't imagine the other boy revealing anything that'll change them.

"Okay. Okay, I'll just get this out of the way: I'm not a virgin."

Kurt pauses for a moment, inhaling Blaine's scent and resting his forehead against the other boy's shoulder. It's not a horrible surprise. After all, Blaine was the one who tried to talk to his father about sex and the topic has never seemed to unnerve him, so having experience in that field makes sense. "I'd suspected," he finally admits. "You're far too comfortable with all of this…plus your idea to go straight for the handcuffs and your rather unnatural knowledge of sex toys…"

"I get it. So you're not…you're not mad?"

"Of course not," Kurt snorts and starts stroking him again, a little more fiercely than he'd first intended to. "You think I would care so much about something so trivial? I don't mean to sound like a jealous boyfriend but…do I know him?"

"No," Blaine laughs and Kurt strokes him a little more firmly, causing the other boy to cut off his laugh with a gasp. "No, he was…it was foolish of me. I was…under the…ah, Kurt…mistaken impression that…babe, stop, I'm…"

"No, you won't," Kurt looks at him through lowered eyelashes, smirking. "Or do I need to get that cock ring?"

"When did you get so…ah…domineering?" Blaine doesn't look perturbed by Kurt's actions, though; quite the opposite.

"Got it from you," Kurt replies archly, raising an eyebrow before he shrugs. "Continue."

"Right…I thought that I'd never meet anybody else willing to…to be with me, especially in high school in Ohio, so when he offered to be my…experiment I accepted. And we did…pretty much everything you could think of. Up to and including penetrative intercourse," he throws his head back and bucks his hips up. "Kurt…Kurt, I can't…"

"I don't understand how you can use such giant words when you're turned on," Kurt has to laugh at Blaine's predictability. "Where is he now?"

"No idea, really. His parents moved over the summer so he transferred, but…are you angry?"

"No," Kurt says honestly, because he's not. "Yes, I would have liked the fairy-tale giving-each-other-our-virginity dream, but I knew all along it wasn't quite realistic. And I'm not angry with you for not telling me sooner because, let's face it, with my attitude towards sex in general it would have only scared me off."

"I figured that…" Blaine groans and bucks again. "But that's it…I'm…Kurt, please…"

"Mm," Kurt slides his hand torturously slowly as Blaine writhes and gasps and all but begs before leaning down to nip the other boy's ear lightly, whispering, "Come for me," and Blaine just does, shaking as he succumbs to the orgasm and Kurt holds him, whispering into his hair as Blaine clutches as his shoulders and back, finally calming down enough that he flops back on the bed and laughs, tugging Kurt close in a joyful kiss.

"I need to stop teaching you things, babe. That was…"

"Too much?"

"No! Really, really it wasn't," he promises, and his eyes are bright as he rolls Kurt onto his back so he's straddling the taller boy, just looking at him. "But I think I've ruined your comforter."

"Please. This is Finn's," Kurt snorts. "Blaine Anderson, do you honestly think I would have a comforter with footballs on it?"

"It seemed suspicious," Blaine agrees, reaching to stroke Kurt's erection, and of course Kurt is incredibly turned on after watching Blaine. "What do you want?" he asks, kissing Kurt teasingly.

"This is fine," Kurt nods, one arm hooking around Blaine's neck as he keeps the kisses light and playful, hips moving gently in time with Blaine's hand and in a matter of minutes it's all over and his orgasm isn't intense and exhausting like Blaine's but rather rolls over him in a lazy wave; he's content and sated and safe becausehe knows Blaine will never hurt him, and it's just sort of nice.

"Can I tell you something?"

"Anything, babe," Kurt pushes some of Blaine's curls out of his eyes, loving the rather wild look of the other boy when he lets his hair go naturally.

"I just…I know your dream of us having a perfect first time is kind of ruined, but I wanted you to know that…I don't want that for you. So answer me honestly, and I swear I won't be offended because I know how this must feel for you. My first time was ruined because I was hasty and I'd take anyone, but…"

"Just spit it out," Kurt urges, really not seeing where Blaine is going with this.

"If you want it to be Finn…"

And Kurt's breath catches at that, because of course he's been imagining Finn…having him like that, being his first, for years, and now to have it offered…. "Finn would never…"

"He's closer than you think," Blaine says with a tiny smile. "I know he is. And if…would you…"

"I don't want to make you feel unwanted…" Kurt strokes the other boy's cheek as Blaine shakes his head.

"You won't. And I know Finn's first time was just because somebody offered, too, so I think it would be good for both of you to have this. I'd only ask one thing in return," he kisses Kurt a little more deeply, breaking away to stare into Kurt's eyes.

"Anything," Kurt breathes, because he knows at this point he will give Blaine anything.

"The first time you're inside of anybody? It had better be me," Blaine's voice is low, his eyes dark, and Kurt feels himself nearly harden again just at the words.

He's always known that he needed a relationship of equals; he's sure being on the bottom is pleasurable but, let's face it, he's not going to take it all the time. And to know that Blaine's willing to do that for him…that he wants to do that for him…is flattering and sends an overwhelming surge of lust through his body. "Of course. Only you," Kurt promises after a minute spent marvelling over the announcement, and he kisses Blaine tenderly to seal the pact.

"Good," Blaine snuggles against him, sighing happily. "Sleep now?"

"You probably need it," Kurt agrees with a nod. "Sleep."

000

"Dudes, you totally ruined it!"

"Sorry?" Kurt doesn't look particularly apologetic, Blaine thinks, and Finn looks livid. "Finn, really, my comforter cost me an insane amount of money and is made out of the finest materials available; materials I am not even going to name because you won't have any idea what they are. Yours cost $10 at the thrift store."

"Um," Finn shuffles his feet and Kurt barks a startled laugh.

"Wait. It honestly cost $10 at the thrift store?"

"Yeah," Finn mumbles and Kurt sighs and quits laughing, clearing his throat.

"I am sorry about the comforter, Finn, but it isn't the one you use anyway," he has to point out and Finn eventually just nods.

"It's cool. Mom's been bugging me to get rid of it for, like, years now, and this time I'll actually do it," Finn looks at it and grimaces. "But, um, could one of you like, get it out to the garbage or something? I'm not touching that."

"It didn't bother you the other day," Blaine points out, sharing a knowing glance with Kurt.

"That was…um…yeah," Finn scratches the back of his neck. "I don't know what that was. I mean, thinking about it now, it's totally grossing me out but when I was doing it…wait. How do…Kurt, why'd you tell him about that, man?"

"Because, Finn, you're not straight. And the sooner you accept that, the better."

"Dude, I know that. I'm pansexual," he looks rather proud of himself and Blaine has to laugh at that.

"Yes, but pansexual or not, there are things you say you aren't comfortable with and then you go and…and…" Kurt pauses, blushing, and Blaine thinks that both of them are so much shyer out of the heat of the moment. "And lick ejaculate off of me."

Finn makes a sound that seems to consist of 'erk' and shakes his head, eyes going wide. "I mean, yeah, I…ew."

"Nothing about sex looks as glamorous after the fact. Take it from somebody who knows," Blaine rests his palm against Finn's chest, noting the way the other boy's breath hitches at the simple touch, and curls his fingers into the fabric of the taller teen's pullover. "It's nothing to concern yourself about. Hormones do funny things to people, make us do things that, when we think about them rationally, seem incredibly stupid and unlike us. It happens to everybody."

"Um. Okay," Finn shrugs like he believes him but Blaine's willing to bet the truth is closer to Finn just not understanding quite what he said.

"You're normal," Blaine tries, forcing Finn to meet his eyes.

"Yeah, but dude, normal guys don't…do that," Finn shifts uncomfortable. "I mean, if I asked all the guys I knew, none of them would have done that…"

"Finn, sweetie, none of 'they guys you know' would have been naked with another guy while their fingers were up his…"

"I know, I know!" Finn cuts him off before he can finish, turning a rather endearing shade of red, and Blaine smiles at him.

"As long as you do," he moves his hand up to Finn's shoulder to squeeze it before withdrawing and standing beside Kurt again. "And we'll take care of your comforter. It's the least we can do."

"Good. Because, um, I…kind-of-accidentally-spilled-Coke-all-over-that-sweater-you-had-out-Kurt-and-I…"

Kurt stops, stares at him, and then absolutely shrieks, "Finnegan Christopher Hudson, that sweater is cashmere and cost me $300 and you are paying for the dry cleaning!" before chasing after a swiftly retreating Finn.

Blaine sighs and gathers up the comforter, going to look for a garbage bag when he's done.

The two of them really do act like brothers sometimes.

000

"Rachel and I are going shopping tomorrow," Kurt tells them later that night, the three of them on the couch as his and Finn's parents are out for dinner, and Kurt has his head in Blaine's lap and his legs slung over Finn's knees, feeling rather comfortable.

"You're telling us this why?" Blaine asks, rubbing Kurt's head with his fingertips as Kurt sighs and presses into the touch, and the only reason he's accepting Blaine mussing his hair is because he won't be going out any more tonight.

"Because you and Finn are going to have the house to yourselves all afternoon and I expect you to…get to know each other," he says knowingly, seeing Blaine's eyes widen and Finn look mostly confused.

"Dude, we've seen each other naked. That's pretty much 'knowing each other,' isn't it?" he wrinkles his nose and Kurt jabs his thigh with his toes. "Hey!"

"You'll be getting to know each other without me around," he clarifies and Finn shrugs.

"Cool. We can watch football replays or…"

"Finn Hudson, sometimes I swear you do this on purpose," Kurt goes to rub his temples in exasperation but Blaine's already there, and the calming touch soothes him.

"He means we should fool around," Blaine explains and Finn thinks about this for a moment before shrugging. "You're okay with that? After this afternoon?"

"I don't really get it, but okay. Yeah," Finn sighs and closes his eyes for a moment before opening them again. "Like I said, when I'm doing stuff, it feels great. I just need to, like, not think about it ever again when it's done."

"That seems unhealthy," Kurt wiggles his feet and Finn looks at him cautiously like he thinks the other boy is going to poke him again. "Regardless, I still believe myself to be the reason this is happening at all, and as that isn't the foundation for a healthy relationship either, I'm trying to fix that."

"Babe, this can hardly be called a 'healthy relationship,'" Blaine says and Kurt shushes him.

"Right. Regardless, look at us. The two of you aren't even touching and here I am, bridging the gap between you. I think you both like each other, in a way, and you both find each other attractive, so I'm hoping that if I leave the two of you to your own devices you'll be more comfortable even if I'm not around to be the focus of your attention," he smiles at them both before snuggling farther into their bodies. "And you both know I appreciate said attention, but let's face it, if we're all comfortable with each other this will go a lot better."

"True," Blaine admits, still scrubbing Kurt's head with his fingertips as Kurt lets out a rather gusty, happy sigh. "Okay. I'm up for it. Finn?"

"I already said 'yeah', dudes," Finn skims his hand up Kurt's leg and Kurt swats at him ineffectually. "I'm…working on it. I am."

"Great," Blaine reaches across for Finn's hand and the other boy raises it so Blaine can grasp it.

"Yeah. Great," Finn's mouth twists in a half-smile and Kurt sits up and drapes his arms around Finn's neck, kissing him gently as Finn noticeably relaxes under his touch.

"It'll be fine. You'll enjoy it," Kurt promises, stopping after a moment as he realizes something. "Or…is that what you're afraid of?"

"Maybe. I dunno," Finn kisses him again, surer this time, and Kurt lets him do what he will, arms wrapping around Kurt's back and hoisting him up so he's straddling the other boy's legs, face pressed between Kurt's neck and shoulder as he holds him tightly.

"Finn," Kurt sighs and hugs him back, looking to meet Blaine's eyes as Finn clutches at him.

"I'm okay," Finn promises. "I…I just…"

"Shh," Kurt urges him, one hand cupping the back of his head. "Whatever you want. Whatever you're comfortable with. I'll stay home tomorrow if you want me to…"

"No. This is cool," Finn sniffs and pulls back enough to look straight in Kurt's eyes and Kurt smiles at the conviction he sees there.

Finn's getting there.

And maybe one day he'll be able to look back on what they've done with something other than disbelief.

And as Finn tugs Blaine over, wrapping an arm around him as Blaine curls close into his side, Kurt's starting to think that day might not be as far off as he'd originally thought.

Notes:

1. Apologies for the wait on this one! I had a prompt-blitz over at tumblr and took far too many which set back my normal writing, but I'm finished with all those now :)

2. Consonance is a term used for two or more notes struck that, when played together, produce an harmonious effect. Since harmony is what Kurt's trying to create between all of them I thought it was a good choice :)

3. So, there'll definitely be some Blaine/Finn stuff in the next chapter, which I know some of you have been asking me about. It's coming ;)

4. Um…that's about it. Comments/reviews/what-have-yous are always appreciated and loved, so don't be afraid to let me know what you thought!