"Are you feeling alright?" Blaine whispered, his head pressed against Kurt's and their breath mingling in the short space between them.
Kurt looked into his eyes and there was a pause before he found the courage to speak.
"Yes." It came out as a whisper.
Truthfully, his stomach felt like it was bursting with nerves and he was worried that Blaine would be able to hear his heartbeat through his chest. It was their first whole night together with absolutely no interruptions from his sister or their parents. They could do whatever they wanted and it was that which frightened Kurt the most. He knew exactly what he did want and that was Blaine. Plain and simple. But he had never shared a bed with anyone before, at least not in this setting, and he didn't know exactly what was expected of him.
Blaine ran his hands down the backs of Kurt's arms, comforting him and bringing him back to the now. His face broke out into a huge grin and Kurt's breath hitched at how uninhibited and beautiful he looked. Blaine truly was the most attractive man he had ever seen, there was no doubt about it. His eyes were shining with the same happiness as his mouth, there wasn't a part of his face which was untouched by it.
Kurt reached a hand up between them and very slowly moved a stray curl off of Blaine's forehead. He brought it down to rest gently over his cheek and Blaine closed his eyes and leaned into the touch. Kurt could feel the softness of his cheek and how it became rougher as he traced his hand down his face and reached the stubble that caressed his jaw. Kurt had found that he really liked when Blaine's facial hair started to grow in; it grew extremely quickly but his mother always made him clean it up right away, much to Kurt's disappointment.
Kurt took the opportunity while Blaine's eyes were closed and leaned in to place a soft kiss to his lips. Blaine was taken by surprise and his eyebrows raised a fraction before he smiled into it. He reached both of his hands up and placed them on the back of Kurt's head, threading his fingers into his hair. Blaine opened his eyes and they stared at each other longingly, their arms crossed as they held each other's heads, before they were kissing, and kissing, and kissing.
Kurt hadn't even registered when he had hit the bed but suddenly he was on his back and Blaine was everywhere. His hands were all over his body, his mouth was all Kurt could taste, even in his own bed surrounded by his own things Blaine was all he could smell. He felt intoxicated by it and he allowed himself to surrender to his lover's actions.
Blaine kissed down his chest, opening one button on Kurt's shirt at a time and taking it with him as he went. He threw it to the floor not even looking where it ended up and dove right back in to Kurt's collarbone, peppering kisses along its expanse while Kurt writhed beneath him, his eyes rolling back in his head.
He loved the way Blaine seemed to worship every part of him when they were together like this. The older man always had to lay claim to each inch of his skin with a kiss, a caress or even just a look. He made Kurt feel wanted and any insecurities he had about how Blaine felt about him just fell away. He ran his hands down Blaine's naked chest – he barely registered that he had no idea when Blaine had taken his own shirt off, he was so far gone - and loved the feeling of the coarse hair beneath his fingertips. Blaine leaned down and pressed his body heavily onto Kurt's and both boys could only groan in response to the skin-on-skin contact.
Kurt could feel that Blaine's breathing was becoming staggered already. The older boy had yet to finish lathering Kurt's neck and collarbone in kisses. It didn't seem like he was even going to come up for air any time soon. Kurt tried to watch him, fascinated by how obsessed he was with tasting his skin in any way he could, but he couldn't keep his eyes open long enough to. He could feel tiny shockwaves lighting up his body with every press of lips and he was finding it difficult to do anything right then but just close his eyes and sigh.
He heard a muffled sound against his neck and giggled before grabbing Blaine's head and angling it upwards so he could hear him properly.
"What was that?" Kurt asked smiling down at him. Blaine saw that Kurt's eyes were blown with lust and his insides did a small celebration at the thought before he got his wits about him again to repeat himself.
"I said, are you alright with me doing this?" Blaine gestured to his hands which were resting gently on the waistband of Kurt's trousers, just above the still closed button.
Kurt wanted to tell Blaine he was perfectly fine with absolutely anything he wanted to do to him if it was all going to feel this good, but instead of gushing he just nodded his head and blushed before looking away shyly. Blaine bit his lip at how sexy Kurt was without even trying to be. There was no effort needed, no overthinking necessary, Kurt just was and the perfection of his every move came naturally.
Blaine knew that Kurt was nervous about showing him his own body. He was more than comfortable with Blaine's by now, but Blaine had yet to properly witness the beauty he knew lay beneath Kurt's seemingly never-ending layers of clothing. He was so wound up with need he had to force himself to hold back every time they were alone together because he would never push Kurt into anything he didn't want. Blaine just wanted to worship the rest of his body the way he did his collarbone… and his neck… and his lips… and maybe his ears too because he loved the way Kurt would keen into him when he would flick his tongue across the lobe…
"Blaine?" His own name startled him out of his reverie. Why on earth was he simply daydreaming about such things when he was in prime position to actually do them?
"Sorry," he smiled sheepishly. "I can't help but just look at you sometimes and I tend to get carried away."
Once again, Kurt blushed a beautiful shade of cherry red that Blaine just adored. He kissed both of his cheeks and the tip of his nose before catching his bottom lip between his own. Kurt whimpered and the sound hit Blaine head on and drove him forward. He plunged his tongue into Kurt's willing mouth and the younger boy's long, low moan was enough to let Blaine know he felt.
Blaine began to slowly work Kurt's trousers open, fumbling with the button from his position above the boy, and then worked them slowly down to his thighs. Kurt was suddenly very onboard with the idea of even more skin-to-skin contact and he took Blaine by surprise by helping him yank them down to his feet and kicking them off the end of the bed. He was left in nothing but his underwear and his eyes immediately cast over to Blaine still clad in his trousers in an obvious plea to get him to remove those too. Blaine obliged quickly, almost losing his balance and falling to the floor in his haste.
Before they knew it, they were lay flush against one another with their twin erections straining to get at each other through their last thin layer of modesty. Kurt lifted his head to reach Blaine's lips himself without needing to be prompted at all by Blaine now. He kissed his top lip and then his bottom while the older boy just allowed him to take what he needed from him. Kurt's arms found their way around Blaine's neck and he pulled him down and even closer to him until there wasn't a breath of air between them. The rather large room was known for always being slightly draughty but neither would have known it with the way their skin had heated up, causing perspiration to drip steadily down Blaine's back.
Their cocks brushed together deliciously and Blaine stifled his groan deep into Kurt's shoulder so as not to alert anyone in the room's next to them. Now he was staying in Kurt's room he was further down the hall from his parents than before, but he was directly next to Rachel's room. He certainly didn't want to nurse that headache should she decide to come snooping again and find them like this. He didn't know how much more the girl could actually take before she broke in some way. Blaine had a lot of things to say about the young girl, and none of them were nice, but he had to give her credit that she had kept their secret for so long.
Blaine wanted more of that fantastic feeling and so he pressed down into Kurt's body. He thrust upwards and Kurt gasped in response, encouraging him to keep going. Blaine started up a rhythm that was torturously slow, he would pull back and then slowly push up Kurt's body making sure to run his hands over his torso and press his crotch hard into Kurt's. Each time the younger boy would have to bite his lip hard so he too could keep from moaning out loud which disappointed Blaine greatly.
On his sixth time doing this, he made sure to catch Kurt's nipples with his thumbs on the way back down his body. Kurt shuddered and he couldn't quite keep the involuntary noise at bay this time. He cried out into the dark room and threw his arm up to cover his mouth but it was too late. Blaine surged up and took his right nipple into his mouth, rolling the bud around with his tongue and sucking hard. Kurt was shaking and he placed his hands on the back of Blaine's curls to steady himself against this sudden onslaught of pleasure. He never touched his nipples himself, and Blaine had only done it once before, but this time there was a real sense of urgency there.
When Blaine had finished giving his right nipple the attention it deserved he pulled off with a wet smacking sound. He admired his work – Kurt's once rosy bud was now a deep dark red and it was glistening in the candlelight thanks to his saliva. He quickly moved on to the left one and again Kurt had to cover up his pleasured moan by pressing his face into his pillow. His head was at an awkward sideways angle but he didn't care.
"Blaine…" His voice was wrecked and Blaine relished in the sound of him so utterly at his mercy.
"Yes?" Blaine asked, dragging his lips over his nipple one last time before looking up at him in wonder.
Instead of giving him a spoken answer, Kurt suddenly surged up and flipped them so he was straddling Blaine's thighs from above. He ran his hands down Blaine's torso just like the older man had been doing to him but when he reached the waistband of his underwear he didn't stop. He hooked his fingers underneath and swiftly pulled them off. Blaine watched as they cascaded down to the floor from the rather high bed and then looked back to Kurt, his mouth formed into a little 'O'.
Kurt giggled at his face and placed his hand softly over Blaine's member. He curled his fingers around the middle and took a moment, as he always did, to weigh it in his hand. Blaine was already leaking quite copiously due to his prior teasing of Kurt's body and it gave Kurt quite a thrill that he could make him feel like this so easily. He swirled his thumb through the liquid, using it to slicken up his hand before moving it up and down slowly. He made sure to twist his wrist every time he got close to the head in the way that always made Blaine's legs quiver.
Blaine's breath stuttered as Kurt began to pick up pace and he closed his eyes against the image above him. He knew that if he continued to watch Kurt sat on him and working his cock like that he would explode and he definitely did not want this night to be over so soon. He hadn't even gotten Kurt naked yet.
Almost as if he had read his mind, Kurt suddenly stopped and climbed down off the bed to stand next to where Blaine lay. He looked down at him before he breathed deeply to collect himself and lowered his underwear in a flash. Blaine almost missed his hands pulling them off he did it with such a flourish, one second they were there and the next he was staring at Kurt's very hard member for the first time. He tried not to stare, knowing well that Kurt was probably feeling very self-conscious right now, but he just couldn't tear his eyes away from him. He reached out to grab Kurt's thighs hungrily but he didn't manage to get a grip on them before Kurt launched himself back onto the bed and on top of Blaine again. He had his hands perched in front of his crotch as if he was trying to hide himself and Blaine scoffed in amusement. He placed his hands on top of Kurt's and tried to pull them away but Kurt resisted.
"Move your hands," Blaine said, as gently as he could while trying to be assertive.
"I feel embarrassed," Kurt whispered with his head angled down so far, he was speaking into his chest.
"You do not need to. You are breathtaking, Kurt."
He said it with such conviction that Kurt faltered for a second but that was more than enough time for Blaine to move his hands away. He took each of his hands into his own and threaded their fingers so he couldn't escape. Kurt looked down shyly as Blaine finally got a look at his body.
Blaine was staring, no he was transfixed. His mouth was open in awe and he couldn't seem to choose just one place to look. His attention moved from Kurt's face to his chest to his hips to his newly exposed cock.
"Blaine…" Kurt said breathily. He felt like his whole body was aflame.
"Please do not ever feel ashamed in front of me. I have never in all my life seen anyone as perfect as you. I could not bear the thought of you thinking negatively about yourself."
Kurt lifted himself up slightly higher so his cock was hovering just above where Blaine's lay hard against his stomach. His legs were either side of Blaine's hips and from below he looked stunning, an angel come to absolve Blaine of all of his wrongdoings. Because this was not wrong; in fact, nothing in either of their lives had ever felt so right.
Kurt brought his hand again to wrap around Blaine's member, grateful that it was still as slick as before, if not more due to seeing Kurt's body. He pumped up and down, remembering again to twist at the top, before a brilliant idea struck him. He lowered himself so that their bare cocks were touching for the first time ever. They both let out little hisses at the warmth of the sensation and Kurt had to resist the urge to just rut over and over when he felt the smooth slide of their mixed juices.
Kurt grabbed his own cock with the same hand that grasped Blaine's, holding them both solidly in his grip. His hand was just big enough to stretch around the two but he could feel a slight pull in his fingers at the effort to do so.
He didn't know whether it was best to move his hand or to just thrust into this new vice he had created for both of them but when his leg twinged and he fell forward slightly, he couldn't hold back and overthink things any longer. He pulled back and snapped his hips forward again, tightening his grip even more and Blaine moaned in a way that was positively filthy to Kurt's ears. But Kurt didn't stop; not to look at him, or even to check himself on what he was doing. He was beyond self-consciousness now and could only focus on that budding feeling in his stomach that was steadily getting more intense the longer he continued.
Blaine's hands came up to grasp at Kurt's hips. He was digging in so deep he was sure to leave bruises there in the shape of his hands by morning and that thought went through Kurt so hard he almost came right then. Blaine tried to assist Kurt by thrusting up to meet him and pretty soon the younger boy was rolling his hips frantically and repeating Blaine's name over and over. His head was thrown back and he was nearly sobbing with the effort to keep his voice down.
Blaine had never seen anything so erotic in all his life. Even through everything he had done with Jeremiah, he had never felt his heart soar in his chest like this while watching his lover fall to pieces before.
Soon enough Blaine felt the tell-tale sign of his approaching climax and he tried to hold back, he really did, but one more glance up at Kurt and he was gone. He came harder than he ever had before, his eyes squeezed shut tightly and his jaw clenched with the effort to not just let loose and scream his lungs out. Kurt kept up his punishing movements which were now made even easier thanks to the added lubrication of Blaine's cum. The younger boy lost his balance and he threw his hand out to steady himself, landing it on Blaine's shoulder and holding himself upright.
Blaine could do nothing but watch as Kurt thrust once… twice… three times and then he was cumming all over his hand and Blaine. He let out an incredible high-pitched gasp which went straight to Blaine's cock and he wondered if it was even possible for him to become hard again so soon?
As Kurt came down from his high Blaine caressed his thighs lovingly, knowing that after straddling him for so long he was probably aching. Kurt sighed with his eyes still closed and angled his head up towards the ceiling. He tried to focus on his breathing and centre himself again after the mind-numbing pleasure he had just experienced. His limbs felt like jelly and he wanted nothing more than to climb beneath the sheets and cuddle up to Blaine forever and ever. He made to do just that when Blaine stopped him with a chuckle.
"You do not want to do that just yet."
Kurt huffed in indignation and the sound just made Blaine smile again.
"Let us get cleaned up first or you will regret it in the morning," Blaine suggested and Kurt reluctantly gave in.
Blaine got up and collected two rags from Kurt's drawer, dampening them in the jug of water left for them both to drink in the night should they need.
"This might be a little cold," he warned and Kurt tensed when he pressed the rag onto his stomach. He wiped away the mess making sure to go gently around Kurt's now sensitive looking organ, and then he focused on the mess on his own body. He was much worse for wear having been lay underneath both of their climaxes and even he felt the need to blush at the streaks up and down his torso. He smiled and bit the inside of his cheek to stop from giggling like a little girl.
He placed the rags on the table and tucked himself beneath the covers, wrapping his arm around Kurt's waist and pulling him close. Kurt murmured sleepily and placed his hand over Blaine's arm to keep him there. Blaine breathed in Kurt's scent where it was strongest at the nape of his neck and placed a kiss there before sleep overtook him and he went peacefully.