This was different.
This was going to be different.
To be completely honest, Kurt was surprised that his dad had believed the Rachel and Mercedes sleep over thing. Then again, Kurt was eighteen. Maybe his dad knew he was lying but just chose to go along with it for both of their sanity.
And he also couldn't believe that he was going to spend the night at Blaine's house.
Spend the night at Blaine's house.
It was the end of September and they had now been dating a little over six months. Had they explicitly said they would be having sex at this little sleepover? No. But it felt different. There had been several sleepovers at Dalton but those had been different. At those, Wes and David were always there, making kissy and sucking noises as Kurt and Blaine cuddled on Blaine's bed.
But, no. This sleepover was not going to be like those. There was no Wes and David to be there. To keep things from happening that wouldn't have happened before, but were much more likely to happen now.
After all, their last two visits hands had been granted access below the equator… and that had been amazing. He had never thought it could feel that good but Blaine was apparently some hand job God or something. After the initial shock and partial anxiety attack (Blaine Anderson was touching him, for God's sake!) had worn off, it had literally been one of the most amazing feelings ever.
And hearing the noises that Blaine had made when Kurt had touched him. That had just been something else entirely and it was almost scary how much power he'd had over Blaine in those few minutes. How amber Blaine's eyes had been, how he tilted his head back and had made those noises for him.
Kurt was ready, though. He wanted to have sex with Blaine. It wasn't about the fact that Blaine had lost his virginity three years ago when he was fifteen while Kurt was still stuck on Virgin Island. It wasn't even about how Kurt wanted to feel more of that kind of pleasure—not that he didn't want to feel it, of course! It ran deeper than that, though.
He and Blaine had grown closer and closer. Kurt had been afraid when Blaine moved in August that they would instantly grow apart and that Blaine would end things. Instead, it had brought them closer together. The time they did get to spend together was cut drastically, but it made the times together all that much more special. Not to mention the fact that it was impossibly hard to date Blaine Anderson and not think about things like that when he had those messy curls(maybe Kurt liked them more than he'd admit, even if they weren't easily tamed without the help of half of a gel bottle) and those hazel eyes and that sweet smile. He just wanted to love Blaine.
He did love Blaine, but he wanted… more. He wanted to go to that next level with Blaine. He knew for a fact that Blaine would never hurt him. Blaine was a perfect gentleman who probably would have waited for five years if Kurt had asked him too. Blaine would never force or pressure him to do anything. In fact, the words that Kurt were hearing more and more often lately were, "I want to make sure that you're comfortable… so I can be comfortable."
He was ready, though. In fact, he had probably decided that two weeks ago when he and Blaine had last… Could you call it fooling around when no actual sex had been involved? Not to mention the amount of masturbating he had done since the hand jobs started was getting a little out of hand and he couldn't help but think it was because he wanted more.
When had Kurt gone from not wanting to talk about sex to masturbating multiple times a day, lying to his father to have a sleepover at his older boyfriend's house, and planning to lose his virginity? To be honest, Kurt couldn't remember.
It didn't matter, though. He just knew he was ready.
…
Kurt woke up comfortable and warm, Blaine's arms wrapped tightly around him. He stretched, wincing just a bit, and shuffled closer. They had really done it. Kurt and Blaine had had sex. They had had sex and fallen asleep, legs tangled together and happy.
And now he was waking up next to Blaine. It was the most amazing feeling ever. Maybe he was a little sore but it really wasn't as bad as he thought it would be—they had gone really slow and Blaine had been very gentle, of course. The soreness was alright though, because the before, during, and the after of the night before had just been… amazing.
"Mmmh." Blaine moaned, nuzzling Kurt.
"Are you awake?" Kurt whispered, carefully sitting up and looking down at his boyfriend. Sometimes it was still hard to believe that they were together. That Blaine wanted and loved him and not Jeremiah Gap Guy or Thad—because Blaine was the only person in the world to not realize that Thad was gay.
"Now I am." Blaine said, slowly opening his eyes and giving Kurt a small, sleepy smile. "How do you feel?"
"Great." Kurt said, smiling back somewhat nervously. Was he allowed to say that? He did feel great. But what if Blaine was having second thoughts? Or what if Blaine thought he was horrible in bed? "How do you feel?"
"Wonderful." Blaine pushed himself into a sitting position and bit his lip, trying very hard not to keep from grinning.
Kurt's smile grew and he shuffled closer, moving so that he was sitting next to Blaine with his head rested on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine sure didn't seem like he'd had a bad time. And if the noises he'd been making the night before were symbolic of anything, it was definitely not boredom.
"Are you sore?" Blaine asked quietly, looking down at him.
"A bit. It's not bad." Kurt blushed.
"Good. I was trying to be gentle. I didn't want to hurt you." Blaine bit his lip. "Sorry you're sore at all."
"I think it's to be expected, isn't it?" Kurt asked, smile still plastered on his face. How was it possible to be this happy?
"Are you… do you…" Blaine said slowly. "I mean… You don't wish we'd waited?"
"Not at all." Kurt said instantly and firmly.
Blaine let out a relieved sigh and moved them into a laying position, arms going around Kurt. "I was afraid you might…" he admitted.
"I could never regret anything that involves you." Kurt whispered, leaning his forehead against Blaine's and reaching his hand down to take one of Blaine's hands.
Blaine smiled, raising their hands and kissing Kurt's knuckles. "Good. I could never regret anything involving you either, Kurt."