"I love when you look at me like that." Kurt barely whispered.

Blaine nodded, eyes darting down to Kurt's lips. He felt Kurt's hand slip over his and then suddenly they were very close and before he even had time to process what was happening he found he was standing, kissing his boyfriend. Kurt's lips slid over his and he pressed back, sighing into the kiss. I could do this all day. Kurt pushed on him a bit and he found himself backing up as he lost himself in Kurt's mouth, until finally his back relaxed against the solid wall near the entryway to the kitchen. It wasn't often that Kurt took the lead but God. He felt Kurt's fingers squeeze his shoulder, and then tap against his face. They pulled away from each other in the same moment, half an inch, maybe- looking each other in the eyes as they both came up for air. Kurt caressed Blaine's face as he stared back, breathing heavy. His silky thumb pressed just so on jaw line, holding his mouth open before returning, full of wet heat. I really am sweaty and gross how does he even- Blaine ceased to be able to put his thoughts together when he felt Kurt's tongue brush insistently against his. His body ached a little at the new sensation and his hands fell down against the wall behind him as if he needed to hold himself up in the face of all this... incredible.

"I could do this all day." Kurt confided and Blaine nodded quickly and whimpered, going back in for more. He tried to regain his composure, his hands wandering back to grasp at Kurt's arms. His arms. Fuck. I love the way he feels. Kurt responded in kind, his fingers tickling along up and down his back as he kissed. This. This. This. I love you. This. Blaine came up for air again, squeezing Kurt's shoulders and pulling him even closer. He wanted to touch every part of him, to feel his body against his. He closed his eyes and tilted his head, smiling as he felt Kurt's tongue teasing his, Kurt's arms tightening around his shoulders, his chest against his, his stomach, his-

Blaine's eyes flew open suddenly, locking with Kurt's. Oh. He felt momentarily frozen, trapped between really, really liking this sensation and oh-god-we-need-to-stop. But I really don't want to stop- please? Shivers were going up and down his body, from his groin to his extremities and back. His jeans felt so tight, he couldn't believe this was happening. I'm hard. And I can feel him... That means he can feel... me. Fuck this is amazing.

Kurt pulled away first and Blaine's body protested- nooo- just as his brain kicked back in. He suddenly didn't know what to do with his hands and he crossed his arms, trying to slow his breathing down.

"God. Kurt. I'm so sorry- I got carried-"

"You weren't the only-"

"I should have-"

"It's okay- I – I started it, remember?" Kurt blushed.

Blaine smiled. "We said we'd talk before we-"

"Yeah." Kurt leaned against the island, probably trying to think about baseball as much as Blaine was. Blaine desperately wanted to know what was going on in Kurt's head but he figured he wasn't going to start. He took a breath.

"I... It... felt good."
Kurt nodded, unable to look Blaine in the eye.

"But it was... too much?" Blaine ventured, studying Kurt.

Kurt shrugged, appearing to be very interested in the Anderson's kitchen tile at the moment.

Blaine's eyes narrowed a bit. "Kurt, if we can't talk about it-"

"I'm trying." Kurt blurted.

Blaine bit his lip. "Okay."

There was an awkward pause. Blaine was pretty sure he was still half hard and began feeling a little self-conscious about it at this point. He nervously rubbed his hands together and then crossed back to the other side of the island, pulling up a stool next to Kurt.

"What are you thinking?"

Kurt traced a finger along the ridges of Blaine's hand. "I liked... that."

"Yeah?...All of it?"

Kurt nodded still not making eye contact. Blaine smiled. "It was hot."

Kurt looked up at Blaine, blushing, then rolled his eyes.

"Come on. It was!"

Kurt sat down, smiling.

"Yeah. Just- I'm not ready to... go further right now though. I mean someday, for sure, but-"

"Hey. It's okay." Blaine soothed. "We can wait until... the right time, alright?"

Kurt nodded. "So. We're hands above the waist still then?" he asked, smirking.

"Scout's honor."