Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Kurt and Blaine would have been together much sooner. I don't own the song L.O.V.E., Frank Sinatra does. I do however own Victoria Anderson/Walker, Ben Walker, Blaine's parents, Grandma Mel and little Anika :)

Kurt and Blaine needed more stories, here it is. :)

Dedicated to: my friend Rachel :)

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Blaine, Kurt

Kurt and I sat in the back of my father's jeep with our hands linked together, squeezing tightly. I breathed in deeply as we drove down the road towards the church. As we drove into the parking lot I peered out the window at the large white building in front of me. Climbing out, I rushed over to Kurt's side, grabbing his hand once again.

As I squeezed his hand I slipped behind my dad, taking hold of his shirt with my other hand. He turned around and took my hand in his, whispering in my ear, "It's gonna be okay Blaine. We'll get through this together. I'm not thrilled about this either."

The three men took a few short breaths before they stepped into the church. Mel took her seat in the second row of the church with the other three following behind her, Kevin sitting next to her, with Blaine next to him and finally Kurt. Waiting anxiously for the priest to enter and start his sermon I twitched in my seat, squeezing Kurt's hand tighter and tighter.

I heard a soft whimper leave Kurt's mouth as I began to almost cut off the circulation in his hand. He turned his head towards me and whispered in my ear, "Honey, I can't feel my hand."

"I'm sorry. I'm just so worried." I whispered back.

"Nothing bad is going to happen, I promise. We're going to get through this together; you, me and your father."

I just sighed and smiled softly at the beautiful boy sitting next to me. Knowing he was with me made me feel better. Even if something did go horribly wrong I knew Kurt would never let me get hurt. I bit my lip gently as we watched the priest enter the church and stand up at the front. He smiled down at everyone, "Welcome everyone. It's a beautiful day outside and I'm glad you could all join us today."

I could feel my eyes flutter closed for a moment as I took in a deep breath looking up at the priest who let out a soft smile. He kept that smile, as he looked over at all the people in this church. As I watched him prepare himself for his sermon I tried not to hyperventilate. Just by looking into his eyes I had an idea of what this weekend's sermon was about.

"I'd like to once again welcome you all here. Today's topic of discussion is homosexuality. In the eyes of God, it is a sin. However this can be forgiven through Christ if repentance is shown. We must reject this as a lifestyle as it is a manifestation of depraved nature and an abomination in the eyes of God. Do you really want your children to be like this? The answer is no. And you can change them. They chose to like members of the same sex. However this can be fixed through extensive prayer and begging for forgiveness. If you have a son or daughter that is homosexual, bring them here, bring them to me, and we'll help rid them of this horrid sin."

I turned to look at Kurt scrunching up my nose and narrowing my eyebrows before whispering in his ear, "Are they fucking insane?"

Kurt just nodded before he leaned over me to poke my father in the leg. Kevin looked over at Kurt, leaning over me, so that all three of us could talk, "I'm so sorry boys. I had no idea."

"Mr. Anderson, this is insane. I can't sit here and listen to this." Kurt whispered.

"Dad, do they not realize that it's not a choice. It's not something you can fix." I interjected.

"I know. I'm so sorry. I didn't think it'd be this bad." Kevin replied as he pursed his lips, thinking of a solution. A smirk fell across his lips, "I've got it. Just come up with an excuse to leave, and we'll get out of here."

"Dad! That's not going to help. Grandma Mel will kill us." I responded.

"He's got a point Blaine. If we pretend we're sick I'm sure she won't say too much." Kurt explained.

"Well then you two can try explaining to her why we left in the middle of a homosexuality sermon. She'd start saying we left just to get out of it and not because we were actually sick." I said trying to reason with them.

"He has a point Mr. Anderson. Is there any way we can get out of here?" Kurt asked softly.

Kevin sighed and sunk into his spot before sliding up quickly with a smirk on his face. He turned to the two boys, "Make a big scene. That's the best way. Make it as huge as you can make it."

"Are you out of your mind?" I whispered sternly.

"Do you want to get out of here?" Kevin responded.

Kurt and I nodded. Kevin smiled and stood up, looking out at the entire church, "This is preposterous. How can you stand up there and say shit like that knowing there may be a homosexual in this church with you? Do you not have any dignity at all?"

I looked up at my father shaking my head. That was not the smartest thing he could have done. He took stepped over Kurt and I reaching out his hands for us, "The three of us will be going, as these two are indeed gay and are proud of it, something you will never be. Enjoy your sermon, you horrid bitches!"

I turned to Kurt, dropping my jaw, shocked at what my father had just done. A small smile fell across Kurt's face as he grabbed hold of my hand, pulling me up with him. Linking his fingers with mine, he swung our hands along as we followed my father out of the church, grinning brightly. Once we were out I threw my hands up in the air in victory, "HOORAH!"

"That was pure torture." Kurt said scrunching up his nose.

"You're telling me." I responded before turning to face my father, "Dad, can we like never go to church or speak to Grandma Mel again? I'd really appreciate it."

My father threw his head back in laughter, "Oh you bet buddy."

We all grinned and headed back to the house. I waved to my father before pulling Kurt up the stairs and pushing him against the wall. Pressing my lips against his, I kissed him passionately. Ripping his shirt off I ran my hands down his chest as he deepened the kiss. His hands were in my hair gently pulling at my curls. I moaned with pleasure and flinched at the sudden vibration in Kurt's pocket.

Kurt let out a small laugh as he pulled his phone out, looking at the message.

From: Mercedes

Kurt, you, Blaine, me, Britt, Santana, Puck and Finn are going to dinner at Breadstix tonight, seven. Be there. xox.

"Baby, we're going to dinner with the gang tonight. That means we have to leave in the next hour. Are you okay with that?" Kurt asked running his hand along my jaw line.

"That's totally fine. We just have to let my dad know."

I took Kurt's hand dragging him down the stairs. We stopped in the middle and leaned over the edge. I called out to my father, "DAAAAD! Come here."

Kevin poked his head out of the kitchen, "Yes?"

"Kurt and I want to meet some friends for dinner, so we'd have to leave within the next hour. Is that okay?"

"Oh. Yeah, that's fine. Just lemme know when you're leaving. I've got a present for the two of you to take back. "

I tilted my head to the side as I wondered what he was talking about. He wouldn't tell me but there wasn't any harm in trying to stare into his eyes and figure it out. When he walked away I huffed and pulled Kurt back up. Within twenty minutes all of our clothes were packed up and we were lying on the bed curled up in each other's arms.

I ran my hands through Kurt's hair, playing with it, loving that he let me. He tilted his head up looking at me, smiling softly. I kissed his lips softly, "What honeybunch?"

"You called me honeybunch. I sound like the cereal Honey Bunches of Oats."

"That's my favorite cereal and you're my favorite person. Besides who doesn't love names like that?"

Kurt giggled, "Can I sing a song for you?"

"Always."

"You're my honey bun, sugar plum, cupcake, snookum snookum, you're my sweetie pie. You're my cuppycake, gum drop, you're the apple of my eye."

I sat there for a moment to take in what he'd just said. Taking his face in my hands I kissed him passionately, as my hand grazed his jaw line, "I just love you."

A few moments later I groaned as I realized we should have been leaving for Lima within the next twenty minutes. I wanted to get on the road now, so we wouldn't hit rush hour. Scooping Kurt up into my arms I pushed him over to the edge of the bed as I climbed off and threw both our duffel bags over my shoulders and grabbed my car keys.

"Come on baby, we should head out, I don't want to hit traffic."

Kurt climbed off the bed, leaving the room, holding the door open for me. As we headed downstairs I called for my father. He came a few moments later and handed Kurt an envelope. It looked flat but something was protruding out a bit. Giving my father a confusing glare. He smirked gently as he opened the door for us.

"Come back soon son, we'll find some more fun stuff to do, hopefully without your Grandmother. I'm really very sorry for everything that happened while she was here."

I nodded and hugged my father, smiling, "Thanks for helping out Dad. I really appreciate it."

"Anything for you Blaine, anything."

Blinking, I stared at my dad, slightly shocked at what he'd just said. Since when would he do anything for me? I knew he realized he should care about me and try to live with the fact that I was gay, but since when was he being so nice? It wasn't that I didn't appreciate it, I really did. It just wasn't anything I thought I'd ever hear my father say.

I threw our bags in the trunk and climbed up into the driver's seat. Kurt hopped up next to me with a smile on his face, "You ready for another epic road trip adventure with your super sexy wonderfully awesome boyfriend?"

"Oh yes sweetheart." I responded as I leaned over kissing him softly.

I turned the car on and drove out of the driveway. We switched on the radio, cranking up the volume as we rocked out. The ride over consisted of lots of Katy Perry and Lady Gaga. Occasionally we'd stop to ask each other a question or mention something we deemed important.

"Kurt?"

"Yes Blaine?"

"You know, I'm slightly afraid to have dinner with your friends."

Kurt couldn't help but chuckle, "Why's that?"

"Don't you remember what happened the last time we hung out with your friends?"

"Ah, yeah, that. I don't remember anything except waking up the next morning in Rachel's basement wondering what I'd done." Kurt laughed.

As I turned onto the highway heading to Lima I smiled at him, "Exactly. Can we make sure we don't drink?"

"You bet."

For the next hour or so we told jokes and laughed. We rocked out to songs on both the radio and our music players. As we drove up the driveway to Kurt's house I sighed happily, "Finally, can we just collapse on the bed for a bit?"

Kurt giggled as he climbed out of the car, "As long as we can cuddle."

I poked my head around the car glaring at Kurt, "Baby, seriously, do you even need to say that?"

Smiling he bounced over to the other side hugging me from the back. He kissed the back of my neck, as he nuzzled on my ear, whispering in my ear with his raspy voice, "Hurry Blaaaine, hurry."

"Kurrrrt, stop that. You know when you whisper in my ear it turns me on. We can't do this out here."

Kurt just moaned into my ear as he pulled me closer to him, "Why not?"

"People will see."

"I don't care." He said as he began sucking on my ear.

"Dammit Kurt!" I cried before I turned around.

I took hold of Kurt's waist and pushed him up against the side of the car. Sliding my hands up his body I cupped his ass with one hand and his face with the other. Pressing my lips to his, I kissed him passionately. My tongue was in his mouth, dancing with his as I squeezed his ass. He moaned into the kiss running his hands through my hair.

Pulling away for a short moment I pushed my body up against his, grinding onto him a bit as I whispered in his ear, "Inside. Upstairs. Now."

Kurt turned that strawberry red I loved so much. I took hold of his hand as I pulled him to the back of the car with me, popping the trunk. As I tried to reach for our bags Kurt wrapped his free arm around my waist, holding me close as he kissed me passionately. I moaned into it kissing him back.

Ending the kiss I slung the bags over my shoulder before pinching Kurt's gorgeous ass and dragging him up to the front door. I wanted nothing more than to push him up against the door and kiss him again, but we had to get inside. It was much safer. Stuffing his hands in his bag he pulled out his keys and unlocked the door. He yanked me in and shut the door behind him, "Hello?"

No answer. A smirk fell across his face as he dragged me upstairs to his bedroom. The door was shut and the bags dropped onto the floor. I pushed him up against the wall, grinding up against him, hard. He moaned and closed his eyes, "Ohhh Blaaaine."

I pushed his hair out of his face and nibbled on his ear, "There's something I want to do."

Kurt's voice was raspy and soft, "What's that?"

Pulling him over to the bed, I pushed him down onto his back. Climbing on top of him, I sat gently on his knees as I fiddled with his pants. Yanking them down I threw them to the floor. Leaning down I kissed his cock through his boxer shorts gently. I pulled them down, throwing them in the general direction of his pants. I slid his shirt up over his head before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

I slid my shirt over my head and threw it on top of his clothes, "Turn over gorgeous."

Kurt rolled over onto his stomach. He looked over his shoulder up at me, "Whatcha gonna do Blaine?"

I placed my hands on his ass. Kissing his spine I giggled, "You'll see."

Placing open kisses on his back I occasionally licked him. Licking down his spine I let my tongue run down to his ass cheeks and over his hole. He let out a loud moan as he closed his eyes, breathing heavily. Flickering my tongue around his entrance I smiled in pleasure as I occasionally sucked and kissed him. I let my tongue slide into his ass as he groaned, grabbing hold of the sheets next to him.

"Blaaaaaaaine, FUCK! Oh shit, don't… don't…. stop. Don't stop. OH FUUUUUUCK!"

I continued to lick up and down his ass, loving how he was groaning with pleasure. His breathing escalated to the point where he was having trouble breathing. I lifted my mouth off his ass and climbed on top of him, lying on top of him gently, "H-Hey baby."

"B-B-Blaine, you…you're….A-AMAZING!"

Chuckling softly I kissed his cheek, "I see you enjoyed that."

"W-What's it c-called?"

"That was rimming." I whispered as I nibbled on his ear.

He giggled, "We're gonna have to do that more often. And you have to let me try it on you."

"Definitely sweetheart."

…

Blaine and I arrived at Breadstix to find everyone else already there. As we walked over to the table Finn perked his head up, "KURT! Hey! Hey Blaine, how goes it?"

The two of us just snorted, remembering our moment about an hour ago. I just chuckled as we sat down across from Puck and Mercedes. Puck smiled brightly, as he smirked, obviously read to tease Blaine and I about something, "Yo wassup Kurtsie? I sure hope your little hobbit's giving you something here."

"PUCK!" I glared at him.

"Oh believe me I am." Blaine laughed.

I scrunched up my nose, "Ew, can we not talk about my sex life?"

"Oh you know you like it." Santana piped up.

"Soooo, how was your weekend?" Mercedes asked trying to change the subject.

Brittany looked up at Blaine and I, smiling brightly, obviously not realizing we had been there, "Hi dolphin and Kurtsie's babyyy dolphin."

"Don't make fun of Sir Hobbit Von Gelsalot." Santana said looking at Brittany.

"Stop being mean." I responded.

"I'm not. Have you seen the amount of gel that goes in his hair? You could probably grease ten babies with that mop."

Blaine snorted at Santana's comment, "At least I'm proud of who I am."

Perking her head up and tilting it to the side Brittany looked over at me, "Why are we moping babies? Can you do that? I wanna mop a baby."

"Brittany, honey, no." Santana just laughed, "So just shut up Anderson before I go all Lima Heights on your ass!"

"You wouldn't dare." Blaine shot back.

"SANTANA! STOP IT!" I stated ready to hit her even though I never would.

Santana scowled at me and sunk into her chair. I smirked and sat proudly up in my seat. Reaching down next to me, I grabbed hold of Blaine's hand, intertwining our hands together. He smiled softly as he began to rub is thumb along my hand. I turned bright red before Puck interrupted my moment.

"Sooooo, tell us some dirty details. Been raunchy? Dirty? Tied down? Oh! Have you been r—"

"NOAH PUCKERMAN! SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW!" I shouted at Puck, not wanting anyone else to hear the last one.

Blaine giggled and nibbled on Kurt's ear stating really loudly, "I'm so turned on right now."

I blushed and curled my toes in my shoes shifting closer into Blaine. Squeezing onto Blaine's hand I tried not to let anyone notice. I bit my lip and let out a soft giggle. Across the table Finn blinked and almost choked on his water.

"Puck, dude, that's my little brother." Finn said dropping his head into his hands.

"Shut it Frankenteen. I want to hear. So tell us lovebirds." Puck said leaning forward.

"Yes. Yes. Yes and yes." Blaine answered confidently.

"Good to know you're treating him right Anderson." Puck giggled.

Mercedes tilted her head to the side, "What are we talking about?"

"Nothing." I stated quickly.

Puck leaned and whispered into Mercedes' ear. She covered her mouth and let out a loud shriek. Brittany giggled and clapped her hands together, "Are we talking about rabbits? Because I love rabbits."

"Yes, boo, yes." I responded.

"They're fucking like rabbits, it's creepy." Finn responded.

"Rabbits are fluffy! Fluffy! Fluffy! Fluffy!" Brittany giggled.

"Oh honey." I said softly.

Changing the subject Mercedes asked the dreaded question, "So, how was the uh… you know?"

"Well… I for one fucking hate Baptists." Blaine said glaring at the table.

Kurt looked over at his boyfriend, "You and me both sweetheart."

"That bad?" Puck asked scrunching up his nose.

"Oh you have no idea. They kept saying it was a choice and that we could be fixed." I responded.

"THOSE FUCKING IDIOTS! I SWEAR I'M GONNA HURT THOSE SONS OF BITCHES!" Santana responded raising her voice.

Kurt and Blaine are adorable. And you know, I missed the New Directions :)

- xActDanceWritex