Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's, forcing himself to pull away from the impossibly soft lips long enough to start the water. As soon as it was running, he had reattached himself to those lips and pulled them both into the shower. He pulled away once again and grabbed the shampoo. Blaine smiled and stood in front of him, letting slender fingers work through the thick curls, untangling the few knots that had managed to form during the day. The shorter boy let his eyes drift closed, enjoying the fact that they were just there, together. And then it hit him. Kurt was his boyfriend. How lucky could he be to have the most incredible person on the face of the earth as his boyfriend.
He could feel water hitting him once more and knew Kurt had finished. When he made a move for the shampoo, Kurt laughed and shook his head. "No, Blaine, we haven't quite reached the point where you can wash my hair." And he began to work through his own hair as Blaine watched with longing eyes.
"Oh yes, because me washing your hair is further into our relationship than having kinky sex until neither of us can walk," the curly-haired boy retorted, making another motion towards Kurt's hair.
"Pretty much."
"You suck."
"Only if you ask politely." The classic retort sent both of them into fits of giggles. "You know, that's all you have to do." Kurt's voice had dropped significantly, and it still sent shivers down Blaine's spine.
Once again, Blaine's cock hardened in a matter of seconds. "Please," was all Blaine could say before Kurt was on his knees and had pressed his tongue to Blaine's head. "Oh god, Kurt..."
He engulfed Blaine in one quick move, and let a moan escape when he hit the back of his throat. The vibrations almost made Blaine's knees give out, and he involuntarily thrust into Kurt's mouth, earning more encouraging moans. He thrust with more confidence, now full-on fucking Kurt's mouth. His stomach was tightening, and he gripped onto the first thing his hands could find- Kurt's hair. He pulled just a little, and the resulting moan sent him over the edge. "HOLY SHIT KURT!" he cried out as he came, unable to warn him. The younger boy greedily swallowed everything he was given and licked his lips before standing up so he could kiss Blaine again. The curly-haired boy tasted himself on Kurt's tongue and his cock valiantly tried to harden once again, so much that it hurt.
"You know, Blaine, almost all we've been doing has involved some form of sex. We should just... um..."
"Have fun? But this is fun, and this is the only opportunity we'll have in probably at least a week. But... weren't you supposed to call your dad?"
Kurt's eyes widened, and he nodded. He dashed out of the shower, hastily grabbing a towel and drying off, before hunting down his phone and calling his dad. It rang once... twice...
"Hello?" A gruff voice answered on the other end.
"Dad! Hi!" Kurt was out of breath and still drying himself off with one hand.
"Hi, Kurt. You were supposed to call me in the morning, weren't you?"
"Yeah, I got sidetracked..." He tried to be as vague as possible so as not to give himself away.
"With what?" Burt was obviously suspicious, and Kurt thought of a way to twist the events of that morning into something much less... inappropriate.
"I had to stop Blaine from burning pancakes, and then we got in a little bit of a food fight." Eh, it was almost a complete lie, but you do what you have to if you want to avoid the wrath of Burt Hummel.
"Okay... just so nothing... you know... like that happened."
"No, no, no. I did have to convince Blaine that no, Tom Felton is not the hottest person to ever live, though. That title definitely goes t-" Kurt grinned, knowing that would shut his father up.
"Okay, okay, no need to get into that. Just so you're alright, and I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, what're you guys doing the rest of the evening?"
"Um, Blaine's gonna take me to see Harry Potter after we get some dinner, and then we'll figure something out, probably. Why?" It was the only question Kurt could answer with even a little bit of truth.
"Just wondering. Love you, Kurt."
"Love you too, Dad. Bye."
"Bye." As the call ended, Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. He set his phone down and turned around, only to find Blaine standing behind him.
"Tom Felton IS the hottest person who ever lived, and anyone who says otherwise is out of their mind."
"No way, there's no denying that Adam Lambert is far hotter than Tom could ever hope to be. Plus, Adam's actually gay."
"Damn, I thought I had you."
"If I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need," Kurt sang, and he smiled as Blaine hugged him.
"You already have me." Blaine started mouthing at Kurt's neck, and the taller boy pushed him away.
"Remember the shower?"
"That was a very nice blowjob." Kurt hit him lightly on the back of the head.
"No, after that."
"Oh, you mean, with the not having sex? I don't know if I can handle that."
"Fucking nymphomaniac."
"That's what I intend you to be doing."
Kurt only raised an eyebrow, and Blaine started laughing, sending his boyfriend following into uncontrollable giggles. "We really should get some food. I'm starving."
"Yeah, get dressed and we'll go out somewhere. There's a decent Mexican place a few blocks away."
"Mexican food's all greasy and fattening and just gross. If you can't find somewhere with a salad, no sex for the rest of the weekend."
"Oh, come ON, Kurt, you can definitely afford to eat Mexican food for one night. I mean, look at you, you're perfect, and you'll be burning all those calories later anyway, if I have any say in it." Blaine wiggled his eyebrows and Kurt giggled a little.
"Fine, but if I'm fat and gross later in life, I'm blaming you." Blaine took his hand and smiled.
"Deal. Now let's go get some clothes." He pulled Kurt towards the bedroom, and they kept bursting into random fits of giggles for no apparent reason along the way. Perhaps their many orgasms have left them a little high, or perhaps it's the fact that two days ago Kurt would never have believed how much sex they'd be having over the weekend.
A/N: Sorry about their exchange, it's a little... I was rather tired when I wrote it. I swear, the next part will be SO much better. I only split Chapter 9 because I wanted to post something and couldn't think of a smooth way to transition from here. I promise more silliness in the next chapter, and I think I can make Chapter 10 very interesting... ;) If you guys have any kinks I haven't gotten to, suggest them or remind me of them because I probably forgot, and I'll include them in Chapter 10, which will be very long because I want 9 to be romantic and sweet and I can't do that for very long without either angst or kinky smut in between.
YOU GUYS ARE ALL AMAZING AND I'M SOOO SORRY FOR THIS PIECE OF CRAP I FORCED OUT! -CatCompanion09