This is just a short lemon I wanted to throw in here, so enjoy!

SPOV

While Blaine and I are working on our homework, there's a knock at the door. Julie pokes her head in. "Hey boys. Dad and I are going out for a while. We'll be back later tonight. Call if you need anything."

She closes the door behind her, and Blaine kisses me softly. "Now?" I ask, slightly nervous.

He nods and smiles. "Now. Don't worry. Everything is going to be great. You can take it at whatever speed you want, and when you're ready I'll walk you through it. Just relax."

I kiss him back. "Okay. But don't let me hurt you."

"Of course."

I lead him over to the bed, tugging at his shirt. He raises his arms so I can pull it off. I push him onto the mattress, kissing down his neck. I kneel between his legs, covering his skin with kisses as I tug open his belt. I pull his jeans and boxers down, licking at his hip. He gasps softly as I experimentally lick up his shaft. I grin and quickly swallow his length, feeling his shudder. His moans grow louder as I continue until he's almost ready to blow. "Okay," I murmur, "How do we do this?"

He reaches out and grabs a small bottle off the nightstand. Taking my hand, he squeezes some of the contents onto my fingers, coating three of them thoroughly. "Slowly," he replies. I help him place a pillow under his hips, and he pulls his knees up, opening himself to me.

"Okay. Tell me if I should slow down." He nods eagerly. Lightly stroking his thigh with one hand, I slowly circle his entrance, feeling the muscle quiver slightly. He takes a deep breath and relaxes as much as he can before nodding to me. I gently press forward. He gasps as my finger slips through, and I freeze. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I ask nervously.

He smiles. "I'm fine. It didn't hurt. Keep going."

I slowly push deeper, smiling as a soft moan escapes him. My finger slowly explores his smooth walls. As it brushes against something deep inside him, Blaine shudders and whimpers. "Sorry!" I apologize quickly.

He shakes his head, laughing. "Don't be. That feels really good." I do it again, drawing a low moan from him. His face twists for a moment as I slowly slide a second finger in next to the first, but the expression passes. He moans softly as I gently stretch him, stroking his cock slowly with my free hand. After a while, he whines. "Sebastian, hurry up!"

I chuckle at his impatience. "You told me to go slowly."

"And now I'm telling you to go faster!" he mutters, exasperated.

"Okay, okay," I murmur, sucking on his collarbone. "Condom?"

"Nightstand," he groans, undoing my pants and removing them. I grab the package, sliding a third finger into him. He moans, his fingers moving along my length. I quickly tear the foil and roll it on, gasping as his hand continues to move along my shaft, making sure I'm well lubricated. I slowly remove my fingers, positioning myself at his entrance. I kiss him hard before slowly pushing forward. He whimpers softly into the kiss as the head of my cock slips past the resistant ring of muscles.

I pull back slightly. "Did that hurt?" I ask worriedly.

He shakes his head. "I'm okay," he murmurs. "Just stay still for a few minutes."

"Okay. Let me know when you want me to move." I deepen our kiss, careful not to move, though the feeling is intense and threatens to break my concentration. After a few minutes of adjusting he relaxes.

"Okay," he murmurs, "Go ahead." I slowly slide a few inches deeper, then pause. He nods. "I'm okay. Keep going." I continue until my hips are flush with his, almost losing it at the feeling of being inside him.

"Blaine…" I moan against his chest.

He strokes my hair. "I know," he pants heavily. When I've gotten somewhat used to the heat and tightness inside him, I slowly pull back and thrust in again, and we moan together. "More…please!" he begs. And who am I to deny him? I speed up, thrusting harder into him, kissing him more fiercely. He moans, his fingers clawing at my back. I stroke his cock quickly in time with my thrusts until he's gasping for breath. "Sebastian," he gasps, "Gonna cum…"

I nod, kissing along his jaw. "Cum for me baby."

He cries out as he lets go, making a mess on his stomach as I continue to pump him. His body contracts around me, squeezing my cock, and that's all I need to cum myself. I collapse on top of him, completely spent. Our shallow breaths mingle in the small space between us. His fingers gently knead my muscles as I relax against him. "Wow," I murmur once I've gotten control of myself again. "That was amazing…"

He chuckles, kissing my neck. "Yeah, it was pretty great from this end too. Did it help you feel better about this?"

"Yeah, it did. Thank you."

He grins. "Don't thank me. You did most of the work. But I understand. And I promise to be just as gentle and patient with you as you were with me." Thinking about it, all my worries about this disappear. Of course Blaine would never hurt me. He won't push me into something I'm not ready for. I know that.

I shift slightly, and Blaine gasps sharply. "Are you okay?" I ask worriedly.

He smiles. "Fine. It's just that you're still in there, and I'm a little over-stimulated."

He gives a little squeeze and I see that he's right. "Oops. Sorry." I slowly slide out of him, smiling at his soft moan.

"So what do you think about it now?" he asks as we cuddle together on the bed.

I kiss his cheek lightly. "I think I want to get started as soon as possible."

He smiles at that. "As you wish."

I really love writing lemons. Let me know what you think!

~TheSongSmith