WARNING: Beginnings of smut
(KPOV)
While playing I started thinking about how to talk to Blaine. I originally planned on talking while we played, but he was so absorbed in the game that he didn't hear me. To get his attention I turned the game off, then he started yelling at me, which didn't help calm my nerves at all. I started crying, not something I wanted to do. After I calmed down I told Blaine I wanted to go to my room and talk, so here we were, sitting in my bed, me with puffy eyes from crying, him with a worried look on his face.
I was smack dab in the middle of my bed, sitting 'Indian-style' with my hands in my lap, still unsure as to how I was going to start this conversation. Blaine was perched on the edge of the bed, which wouldn't do, I needed him near me, I wanted to be able to judge his reaction.
I reached over and grabbed his hand, and whispered, "Come closer, please." And Blaine did just that. I suddenly had a mop of curly dark hair in my lap, puppy-dog eyes looking at me and a silly grin plastered on his face. "Well, hello" I said quietly.
"Hi. So, what's up? You were scaring me a little back there." Blaine said, the smile fading slightly.
I gave him a small peck as a sighed to begin. "This week I had a lot of free time. And as I said before, I spent a lot of it talking to Finn. While we didn't go into detail, we got on the topic of love and sex." I could feel the heat rising up my neck as I said this, and I saw Blaine's mouth twitch a little, trying to conceal a smile; this was my cue to keep going.
"I was worried that if I took the initiative to go further it might seem as if I was wanting to make sure you weren't leaving me because of my accident." I saw Blaine start to form a word to cut me off, but I kept going,
"And Finn told me that was silly. He reminded me that you've already stayed with me up to this point; you wouldn't leave as my voice was getting better. I know that, I knew it then, but I was still worried that there was some other reason I wanted to push our relationship forward. Then Finn got really insightful again, he summed it up to love and trust." I laughed before continuing the story.
"Finn's words, and I kid you not, 'It seems to me that because of you losing your voice, you learned that you could trust Blaine. He proved to you that he loves you, no matter what, so you now feel like it's ok to give part of yourself to him.'" I knew my face had to be bright red at this point, but I didn't care, I just wanted to know what Blaine was thinking. I looked down at him, still laying in my lap and waited for him to say something.
The puppy-dog eyes had turned to dark, powerful eyes, and there was no hint of a goofy grin, just a half-smile that made my heart start thumping harder. Before I could say something Blaine managed to sit up, capture my mouth with his, and flip us over so I was now pinned under him.
Blaine's eyes had gotten even darker. I was enamored with them, so caught up that I barely heard the low guttural growl that came from Blaine, "You're wanting to take the next step?" That voice, oh that voice. I wanted to answer him, but I was stuck on just how hot he sounded.
"Kurt? Are you really ready?" The lower voice had disappeared and it was just Blaine now. I nodded, and breathily said, "Yes, I think I am."
Warmth returned to Blaine's eyes as he stroked my face gently. "You do know there's a lot between kissing and full blown sex right?"
I nodded again, and figured I needed to be honest with Blaine as to what exactly Finn and I discussed. "I know that there's more than just sex. I couldn't bring myself to look online and the pamphlets Dad brought me weren't enough, I needed to know more. So, I asked Finn. It was a little weird, but he told me the kinds of things that he and Puck want from their girlfriends. I figure two guys won't be much different, right?"
Blaine's eyes turned dark again. "If you think you're ready, I'm ready to take the next step." He started kissing me fiercely, and moved his hand from my face down my body, stopping at the small but growing erection.