Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of these characters… if I did, Karofsky wouldn't exist anymore, Jesse wouldn't have been such an asshole (albeit one I believe legitimately fell for Rachel), and there would be a LOT more Blaine.
A/n: So I decided that it would be best to go ahead and upload two chapters at once, because the last one was kind of just filler. For the record, this chapter is the reason the rating has been increased! Oh, and it's from Kurt's perspective rather than Blaine's. But don't worry, Blaine's perspective will be back next chapter.
Kurt looked down at Blaine, who had fallen asleep in his arms less than ten minutes into the movie. Blaine hadn't even stayed awake long enough to eat any of the popcorn. The movie was almost over now, and Blaine had barely moved the entire time; apparently the way to make Blaine lay still while he slept was to wear him out.
Kurt turned off the TV as the movie went into the credits, starting to move so that he could clean up the popcorn and put the movie away. Blaine's room was almost cleaner than his own, and Kurt didn't want to leave a mess for the older boy to clean up later. Kurt shook his head as Blaine rolled over onto his stomach, sliding down just enough that his head wasn't on the pillow. Once he'd finished cleaning up, Kurt walked back over to the bed and started to lay down next to Blaine.
Something dark on the older boy's back caught Kurt's eye. Kurt let his fingers graze across what looked like a birthmark, sliding over the scar that cut right through the mark. Kurt hadn't ever seen this before, mostly because he'd never really paid attention to Blaine's back when they'd been shirtless. Kurt had always been a little distracted by the other things that were going on.
Kurt moved his hand when he noticed Blaine starting to move like he was going to wake up; he didn't want to freak the older boy out. Kurt lay down on the bed, letting his arm wrap loosely around Blaine's waist and scooting as close as he could to Blaine's body. Kurt smiled as the older boy blinked a few times, slowly opening his eyes.
"Did I sleep through the whole movie?" Blaine asked. Kurt nodded, leaning in to press a kiss on the older boy's forehead.
"You were out before 'Summer Nights' even started. I'm pretty sure I ended up eating all the popcorn."
"Oh. Sorry…"
"Don't worry about it. How are you doing?"
"Okay… do you want to watch another movie?" Kurt shrugged. He didn't really know whether or not Blaine had any other movies; normally when they watched a movie it was something Blaine had gotten from Netflix. Kurt felt Blaine take his hand and intertwine their fingers.
"Not to sound nosy, but what did you do to your back?" Kurt asked. He watched as Blaine's face contorted in confusion. "There's a scar." Kurt freed his fingers from Blaine's grip and moved his hand so that his fingers were resting over the scar he'd found earlier. As soon as Kurt's fingertips found the birthmark, he saw a look of recognition pass over Blaine's face.
"Oh… that. Promise you won't freak out?"
"Why would I freak out?"
"Because pretty much everyone does," Blaine explained. Kurt moved his hand back and took Blaine's again. "I had to have surgery when I was a baby… I was born with something called spina bifida. It's not a big deal, though."
"I thought that people with spina bifida were in wheelchairs."
"Not always… only when there's nerve damage. I was lucky. I've only ever had one major issue." Kurt let Blaine move his hand up into Blaine's hair, resting the younger boy's fingertips over a thin, slightly raised scar that was covered by his dark, curly hair. "I've had a shunt pretty much since I was born… it's just a drain, basically, so there's not too much pressure on my brain. I've had to have a few surgeries to replace it as I've gotten older, but that's about it." Kurt just nodded, taking it all in.
Kurt felt Blaine put an arm around him and smiled slightly. "You're freaked out, aren't you?" Blaine asked.
"No, just… trying to take it all in. I figured it would have been from an injury or something like that." Kurt leaned in and pressed a soft kiss onto Blaine's lips. "It's not like it changes things." Kurt let his hand twine into Blaine's hair again, this time noticing as his fingertips grazed across the scar.
"It doesn't freak you out? That I'm not normal, I mean…"
"When were you ever normal?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow jokingly. He watched as Blaine smiled, before the older boy leaned in and kissed Kurt again. Kurt kissed him back, pulling their bodies closer together until they were pressed right up against each other. Kurt was a little shocked when Blaine wrapped an arm around his waist and rolled over so that Kurt was lying on top of him. Kurt hadn't been prepared for that, so he hadn't been able to shift his weight so that it wasn't all on top of Blaine.
"You're heavier than you look," Blaine muttered, smiling slightly. Kurt shifted his weight slightly so that he was at least partially holding himself above the other boy rather than actually lying on top of him. He smiled as Blaine started moving his hands under Kurt's sweater, the older boy's fingers tracing patterns over his stomach. Kurt shivered slightly as Blaine's thumb ran over the skin just below his navel towards the button on Kurt's pants. Kurt shifted his weight again so that Blaine could have better access to the button and zipper. The older boy's fingers stopped just above the button, playing with the spare little bit of denim.
"You can keep going… I'm not going to stop you."
"I don't want to push you. We're going too fast… we're not prepared for all of this," Blaine replied. Kurt smiled as the older boy reached up and ran his fingers through his hair. Kurt closed his eyes and sighed.
"I want you." Kurt leaned down and pressed his lips against Blaine's again, slightly more forcefully than before. "I want you so bad."
"I've noticed." Kurt whimpered as one of Blaine's hands cupped over the bulge in Kurt's skinny jeans, effectively cutting off any possibility that they might get into that particular Beatles song. "I want you, too. But if we're not prepared… someone's going to get hurt."
"For the record, you're not helping things by touching me there," Kurt commented, moving away from Blaine slightly, until he was laying next to the older boy instead of on top of him. He could see that Blaine was having a similar problem as Kurt leaned in and started kissing along the older boy's jawline, his hand slowly pulling the other boy's shirt out of the waistband of his jeans until his hand could stroke the skin of Blaine's stomach. His hand was getting way too close to the waistband of Blaine's jeans, but he didn't really care.
"Keep that up and I'm going to need a very cold shower to stop myself from fucking you into next week," Blaine muttered. Kurt let his hand slide further down towards Blaine's crotch. "Kurt…"
"Please…" Kurt whispered. He fumbled with the button on Blaine's jeans until it was undone, his fingers moving to the zipper. Kurt smiled as Blaine turned his head and started kissing Kurt back, his tongue gently pressing against Kurt's lips. Kurt opened his mouth and let the older boy start French kissing him. Kurt slowly unzipped Blaine's jeans as they kissed, until he felt Blaine pull away for a moment and move so that Blaine was on his side as well, facing Kurt. Kurt could feel Blaine's hand messing with the button of his jeans again, this time actually undoing the button and pulling down the zipper torturously slow. Kurt started tugging on Blaine's shirt, pulling it up towards the older boy's hair. When he couldn't get the shirt off easily, Kurt sat up and pulled off his own shirt, helping Blaine off with his own when the older boy started to follow his lead.
"We're going too far," Blaine warned as both boys laid back down. Despite Blaine's comment, they started kissing again, pressing their bodies closer to one another. Kurt let his hands move down Blaine's chest again. Kurt gently bit down on the older boy's bottom lip, making him whimper.
"Do you want me to stop?" Kurt asked, pulling back just enough to ask the question.
"No." Kurt leaned in and started kissing along Blaine's jawline again, this time slowly moving down to the older boy's neck and then his collarbone, as Blaine's hands worked on pushing their jeans further and further down. Kurt eventually gave up on kissing and started helping Blaine remove their jeans, until they were just wearing their underwear as they kissed. Kurt hooked a thumb in the waistband of Blaine's boxers, pressing against the older boy's hipbone as he continued kissing the older boy. "Oh God, Kurt…"
Kurt moaned as Blaine's hand slipped under the fabric of his own boxers and the older boy started touching the overly sensitive skin of Kurt's penis. "Ohhh…" Kurt pulled down on the older boy's waistband, finally managing to pull his boxers out of the way. Kurt wrapped his hand around the older boy's dick, gently stroking.
"Oh my God… get out, get out, get out." Kurt pulled away from Blaine, turning his head towards the door as it closed rather suddenly.
"Oh shit…" Kurt began, trying to find something to cover up with.
"That was Wes and David, wasn't it?" Blaine asked, pulling the blanket from the end of his bed over their midsections to hide their very obvious erections.
"I think so." Kurt closed his eyes and sighed. "God… I think we need to start checking to make sure the door's locked before we start making out." He opened his eyes as he felt Blaine press a kiss into his cheek.
"We should probably put our clothes back on…"
"I think I might need to go take that cold shower."