Here we are (about a year late. Sorry about that!) at the last chapter. Thank you so, so, so much for following this story all the way to the end. I can't say how much it means to me, especially when life got really hard for me and I slowed down to more than a crawl in updates. (I also blame getting addicted to Supernatural, too, but more life than anything) I hope that this is the ending that you were waiting so long for. If it's not, the good news is that it's left open enough that I can pick up with a sequel if I want to. I'm not sure how soon that will be. It's really hard for me to write right now with how life is, and when I do it's easier to work on one-shot/drabble type things. Still, thank you so much for sticking with this this story until the end. Words cannot express how much it means to me that you have supported this story!
For the first time in weeks Kurt's alarm sang shrilly though that air, urging, not so nicely, for Kurt to get up. He groaned, fingers searching for the off button. It was summer. He didn't want to get up early. Not when he knew he could sleep in- without having to worry about school and being late.
Long, pale finger connected with his alarm and he successfully silenced it, sigh leaving his mouth. He gave in, finally sitting up, rubbing this eyes and pulling his covers back. He took a moment to orient himself, already used to sleeping in, before Kurt stood up, ready to start the day.
Blue eyes landed on his clock. Eight in the morning. It was too early for Kurt's liking, but he knew why he was up. Today was Blaine's big appointment. The day he went to the doctor, had his exam, and hopefully was told that everything was fully healed. Fully and completely. And even though Blaine had told Burt, Carol, Finn, and Kurt he would go on his own, Kurt had refused. He was going to go with Blaine, and that was that.
Kurt made his way into this bathroom, starting his process of getting ready- letting his mind wonder. It was already the end of June; summer was in full swing. Kurt was enjoying his time out of school, being able to visit friends when he wanted. Blaine and him were allowed to go to movies and out for coffee or lunch whenever they wanted. There was no more fear of not studying enough or balancing social and academic lives. Just fun, freedom, and all the fresh air Kurt wanted.
Kurt got to enjoy his summer before his senior year started. My senior year I get to spend with Blaine, Kurt thought as he finished up in the bathroom. He started out to his closet, thoughts still going. Blaine was now fully moved in with the Hudson-Hummel's. Since they moved into the new house, giving Finn and Kurt their own separate rooms, they no longer had a basement. Still, Finn gladly agreed to share his room with Blaine. Finn's come along way, too, Kurt thought, since he voluntarily gave up half his room. Kurt would have gladly done so, but Burt didn't give anyone time to entertain the idea. It was rooming with Finn or on the couch- to which Carol objected, now that Blaine was part of the family.
It didn't take long for them to get another bed in and then get Blaine situated. A week later, it was as if Blaine has always lived with them. Kurt was glad that Blaine was finally out of harms was. Now it was all about summer fun. and once school started up Blaine would join Finn and Kurt at McKinley- hopefully join the Glee club. And as seniors they would try again to Nationals- and Kurt was sure they would win this time.
Putting the finishing touched on his outfit, Kurt glanced in to the mirror. He slipped on a blue tie, the same light blue as his jeans, over his cream colored t-shirt. It wasn't fancy but he still looked nice. And Blaine has always loved these jeans. Kurt grinned at himself in the mirror- that was reason enough to like this outfit- and then went back to the bathroom to fix his hair.
A couple minutes later and Kurt was bounding down the stairs and into the kitchen. Burt and Carol were already off at work by now, and the pale boy had no doubt in his mind that Finn would still be asleep. That just left Blaine, and Kurt wasn't sure where the- now- exWarbler would be at.
Seconds later, his question was answered. As he grabbed a bowl of cereal, poured in his milk, and made his way to the table Kurt took in the sight of Blaine sitting there. Hair disheveled and night clothes still on/ The curly haired male's bowl was empty- Kurt guessed he must have just finished eating.
Kurt had to grip his bowl tighter to stop from dropping it. He felt the air catch in this throat before he could stop it, his heart thudding rapidly in his chest. After a second he reminded himself to breathe, and he finished making his way to the table. He wasn't sure if he would every be able to get used to seeing Blaine like this- hair messy, eyes still bright with sleep, clothes rumpled from a good nights rest. Even after all these weeks Kurt wasn't adjusted to it, but he wouldn't trade it for anything. Seeing Blaine like this had quickly become one for his favorite things.
"Good morning." Kurt chirped, sliding into his spot across from Blaine. When it was just the two of them, they preferred to sit across from one another, where they could see each other. Though normally they sat side by side. Kurt honestly didn't care as long as he was with Blaine.
"Morning." Blaine smiled.
"Are you ready for this?" Kurt asked between bits of his breakfast.
Blaine looked as if her were considering Kurt's words. Or perhaps he was falling back asleep, Kurt wasn't sure which, but then he was speaking. "Yeah. I think so. I mean, everything feels like it's healed, so I hope that's the case."
"We'll find out for sure in a little while." Kurt told him.
"Yes we will." Blaine agrees getting up from his spot and grabbing his bowl. He placed a kiss on Kurt's cheeks as he made his way to the sink. The clinks of the dishwasher being loaded his Kurt's ears moments later, and then Blaine's footsteps on the stairs told Kurt he was going to finish getting ready. The chestnut boy turned back to his food so he could finish doing the same.
Kurt sat in the chair across from Blaine- who was made to sit on the exam bench- watching him kick his feet impatiently. He could almost see little Blaine, eight or so, sitting there as the doctor tried to figure out what was making him feel bad. But this time it wasn't because Blaine was sick. Now they were here to see if Blaine was fully healed.
The doctor has already been in and talked with Blaine, asking questions about his pain and other typical questions doctors had to ask. All his vitals were taken out of necessity, and then the doctor did a quick examination of Blaine's face and ribs before telling both boys he felt fully healed.
"But the only way to be sure would be to take x-rays."
Then Blaine and doctor left to do so, while Kurt waited in the room. When they were done Blaine came back and the two boys waited for the elder man to return with the results.
So here they were0 Blaine loosing patience the longer they waited. Kurt closed the magazine he had long forgotten on his knees and sit it back on the table. He opened his mouth, about to tell Blaine they would be able to leave soon, but the door to the room opening prevented that.
Blaine instantly brightened and his impatient feet swinging stopped as the doctor shut the door behind him.
"Well?" Blaine blurted. Kurt couldn't help but grin at how impatient his boyfriend was.
"Well," The doctor started, clicking on a light over a counter. He set up the pictures of the x-rays that were taken of Blaine's ribs and nose then dimmed the overhead lights. The light shone through the pictures, highlighting bones so Kurt and Blaine could see them. "It looks like everything is completely mended. Everything healed like it was supposed to."
The man in the white lab coat pointed out where Blaine's fractures had been on his nose and ribs, explaining and showing how they healed. When he was done, he turned back to Blaine. "You're fully healed, but if you start having pain come back and let us know."
With Blaine's agreement, the two boys left the doctor's office, both beaming ear to ear. Kurt pulled open the door and slid into the passenger side- Blaine had insisted on driving- while Blaine got into the drivers side, starting the engine up.
Kurt's blue eyes slid over to Blaine, grin not faltering any. He thought it might be a little while before it would fade. Blaine was completely healed! Blaine's hazel eyes met with Kurt's, and without thinking about it the two boys leaned in, pressing their lips together. Their combined happiness and excitement fueling the kiss.
When Kurt pulled back, lashes fluttering as he opened his eyes, his grin turn sly. Blaine quirked an eyebrow in silent question.
"You know," Kurt whispered, his ordinarily high voice pitching lower. He didn't miss the way it made Blaine suppress a shiver. "The doctor gave you the all clear. You're one hundred percent healed."
"He did." Blaine prompted, voice urging Kurt to continue with his words.
Kurt's sly grin didn't falter. "I can think of a couple ways to celebrate."
Kurt watched Blaine's eyes widen in surprise as the realization of his words sank in. His cheeks tinting with pink. Obviously he hadn't been expecting Kurt to say what he did. Hadn't been expecting Kurt to be so bold, but hazel met with blue and Blaine smiled. His hand snaked over to Kurt's and gave it a gentle squeeze before returning to the wheel so he could back out of the parking space.
"I think that's a yes." Kurt stated even though he knew what Blaine's hand movement tried to communicate.
The two boys made their way back to their home as quickly as Blaine possibly could. Bot the most part they were silent, sharing only smiles and quick looks. It wasn't until they were almost back to the house that Kurt spoke.
"I really am glad you're alright. And maybe it's my selfishness, but I'm glad you live with us. That you're away from your parents. And that you're going to go to school with me."
Blaine's eyes slid over to Kurt's briefly and he grinned. "I don't think you're being selfish. I would have wanted the same things if everything were reversed. Because I would know you were safe and with me."
Kurt felt his cheeks heat up. Blaine had a point. Living with the Hudson-Hummel's made Blaine safe, and that was what he needed to be. Still, Kurt knew it was at least partially selfish because he knew Blaine would be going to McKinley- knew he wouldn't be seeing the Warblers very much. And he didn't feel bad. He was excited even though he knew Blaine was leaving long time friends.
"But the Warblers," Kurt started.
The blue eyes boy watched as Blaine turned into the driveway, pulling into his spot and shutting off the car. Then the exWarbler turned to face Kurt, not allowing the countertenor to speak further. "I'll still see them, Kurt. They understand. I'm safe and happy. That's what matters, right?"
Kurt met Blaine's gaze with a grin. "Yeah."
Blaine opened his door and climbed out. Kurt did the same- Blaine helping him out once he got to Kurt's side of the car. Hand in hand they made their way to the front door and then inside the house.
As soon as the front door clicked closed, Finn peaked his head around the corner. Kurt quickly noticed that he has managed to wake up and get dressed in the time him and Blaine were at the doctors. The tall football player wore one of his typical polo shirts and jeans. Still, without him having to announce his plans Kurt knew he was going to go out with Rachel. There wasn't any other reason that he'd be up before one pm.
"How was the appointment?" He asked from his place at the kitchen counter as Blaine and Kurt joined him in the kitchen.
The clinking of glass and china met both Kurt's and Blaine's ears while Finn put the contents of the dishwasher up. Glasses went in the shelf closest to the sink. Bowls on the center shelf of the middle cabinet and plates underneath. The silverware in a drawer across from the sink. Pots and pans in the cabinets underneath that.
"I got the all clear." Blaine announced excitedly. "Full healed. no breaks or bruises left."
"That's great, man." Finn said excitedly. Kurt knew he meant it, too.
Finn finished emptying the dishwasher and then closed it. Kurt watched his eyes widen then, like he just remembered he was supposed to be doing something important.
"Crap," He told no one in particular. "I've got to go and meet Rachel. If I'm late she'll be mad at me."
Kurt suppressed a laugh as Finn grabbed his keys out of his pocket and rushed to the door. He heard a thump and knew that his less than graceful step-brother probably hit the corner of the couch. Then he heard the front door open.
"Enjoy your date with Rachel." Kurt called before the door clicked shut again. Seconds later Finn's vehicle roared to life and thundered down the driveway.
With Finn gone the house was completely empty, save for the couple. Kurt turned to Blaine with a smile. Leaning forward Kurt pressed a kiss ton Blaine's soft lips, feeling the heat from their earlier kiss return. The taller boy welcomed the sensation before pulling back.
"We have the house to ourselves." Kurt whispered. He was the shiver race down Blaine's spine, hazel eyes lighting up. "I think that means can celebrate now."
He wasn't sure if the excitement was that caused Blaine's speechlessness or Kurt' words. Regardless, all Blaine could get out was a groan of Kurt's name. Grabbing Blane's hand and linking their fingers Kurt led them both upstairs and into Kurt's room.
It wasn't the first time the two boys had been in Kurt's room since Blaine moved in. In fact they both spent a lot of time together in Kurt's room. But someone was always there or doors had to stay open or Burt was finding excuses to come in and talk to them or pull one of of the room. Or Mercedes or Rachel was over, never giving the two boys time for themselves. Kurt let the door click closed behind him enjoying the satisfying click he wasn't able to hear much anymore. Then he turned back to Blaine, who hadn't moved from his spot in front of Kurt. Kurt managed a grin before Blaine closed the distance between them- making the most of their free time. Blaine's full lips melded seamlessly with Kurt's Tan hands cupped Kurt's face while Kurt's fingers twisted into the fabric of Blaine's shirt, low on his back. Lips moved together with a clam passion of ocean waves lapping against the shore. Nothing in the world could distract them because they were the only two that existed in the moment.
Tongues lazily explored well memorized area, dancing together or daringly darting out to run along a bottom lip. Kurt's fingers pulled Blaine's shirt higher allowing his pale hands to rest on the soft expanse of a bare back. With a playful tug of Blaine's lower lip- pulling a groan of approval from the other male- Kurt moved away.
"Bed?" He asked, mischievousness sparking in his blue eyes.
Blaine connected their mouths once again. Kurt could feel the smile against his lips, taking that as silent agreement. It only took a second to become lost in the kiss. Their tongues dancing together sending sparks up Kurt's spine. The chestnut haired boy was so caught up in Blaine he didn't notice their small, slow spin, turning Kurt back to the bed.
Kurt however did feel his tie as it was loosened- taking the opportunity while Blaine was distracted to suck his his bottom lip into his mouth, nipping lightly before letting go. Kurt was rewarded with the temporary clinch of his clothes before Blaine was continuing. The blue tie slid free of itself easily and fell to the floor like a rubber snake. For once Kurt was immensely glad that he chose to dress down.
The next couple of minutes were a blur or fabric, lips, tongues, and teeth. Shirts were slowly removed, becoming abandoned material heaped in the room. Lips, teeth, and tongues mapped and memorized and marked as much as they could. Hands explored, not for the first time. But to Kurt it still sent electricity up his spine.
They only broke away when Kurt's legs hit the bed. If Blaine moved a little more they would both go toppling, and Kurt had been so caught up in removing clothes and kissing that he had been oblivious to the move. But Blaine's grin told him it was planned. Kurt matched his boyfriend's smile.
He let the pressure of the bed fold his knees, dropping backwards. His hold on Blaine causing the other boy to topple down on top of him. A small 'oomph' left Blaine, but he quickly recovered when Kurt's mouth found his once again.
Mouths explored and lips caressed while fingers roamed over uncovered skin. Blaine could feel Kurt's soft, pale skin against his own as they moved, sparking sock after shock down his spine and through his nerves. Each breath for the boys meant more skin brushing. A small whimper escaped Kurt's mouth as his back arched off the mattress.
From this position it was easy to feel each other completely. Their jeans meeting one another deliciously as the moved together, rutting slowly. Panting and gasps and sighs filling the room as the two boys discovered and rediscovered each other.
Blaine's mouth made its decent, slowly treating each inch of Kurt's body like an irreplaceable treasure. Kissing, licking, nipping, savoring Kurt from his jaw to his shoulders while Kurt's own hands explored their own playground.
When Blaine started nipping at Kurt's chest, sucking marks only the two of them would know about onto his pale skin, Kurt couldn't help his wiggling. The noises that left his kiss swollen lips made Blaine buck involuntarily, the friction wonderful. Their slow movements increasing as the friction from their jeans became less satisfying- the need for more multiplying.
Kurt gave a sharp cry of Blaine's name as the other boy pulled a nipple into his mouth. Kurt's nails scraped over Blaine's back, enough for Blaine to feel even with Kurt's blunt nails. Satisfied with Kurt's reactions, Blaine moved to pay attention to Kurt's neglected bud, tongue circling around it before pull it into his mouth. Kurt's reactions was in instantaneous thrust of his hips.
"Blaine," Kurt whined, fingers already making their way down to Blaine's jeans.
Blaine didn't need more prompting; they both wanted- needed- this too much to try and turn back. With a pop, Blaine released Kurt's nipple, Kurt announcing his pleasure with a long drag of his hips giving both boys frictions before dropping them again. Instantly, Blaine's fingers were working Kurt's pants open the same way Kurt had begun with Blaine pants.
Together they removed the denim fabric of each others jeans. It wasn't as elegant as Kurt would have liked it to be, but when Blaine's eyes scanned his mostly unclothed form before connecting their lips, Kurt didn't care. Even with the ungracefulness of the first time, this was perfect. Being with Blaine was perfect. Kurt couldn't say it enough.
The two boys broke apart long enough for them to take each other in. Blaine was always strikingly beautiful. Kurt thought that as soon as he saw him in his Warblers uniform, but now, curly hair messed up from Kurt's fingers, hazel eyes blown wide, tan body strong and glistening with the first coat of sweat, and blue boxers pulled tight with his covered arousal, now Blaine was flawless, second only to a fully naked Blaine.
Kurt saw Blaine's Adams apple bob as he swallowed, eyes dilating more. Kurt knew Blaine found him just as breath taking. He shifted onto his elbows so he would press his lips to Blaine's.
With that gesture the mood segued into something more- keeping the love and fondness they held, but also encompassing their burning passion. The subdued flames from earlier erupted once again, bigger and hotter. Just like that, both boys here back to not being able to get enough of the other. Not that wanting him every goes away, Kurt's thoughts reminded him.
Hands groped and moved over the fabric, pulling out whines and moans and groan of the others name. Kurt's hands slid boldly around to Blaine's ass, cupping then squeezing, resulting in a broken moan and Blaine ending their heated kiss. Kurt gave the other boy a satisfied grin when hazel eyes locked with his.
"Kurt." Blaine warned, telling the other boy that the semi-clothed teasing was too much. They needed to move on. Kurt was all too happy to agree with his boyfriend. He gave a curt nod, and Blaine's fingers were hooking into Kurt's boxer-briefs and yanking them down. Without taking the time to look, Blaine tossed them behind him. At the moment Kurt wasn't able to scold him, not when Blaine's burning eyes took him in- all of him- for the first time.
"You're beautiful." He heard Blaine mumble before the other male was placing kisses all over Kurt's stomach, tickling him with soft lips. Kurt couldn't help his gleeful giggling.
Normally he would tease Blaine. Tell him that he always thought Kurt looked good, but now, he wasn't able to so so. Maybe he'd give him hell got it later, but not was the time to let cheesy comments slide.
the sudden sharp nips on Kurt's hipbone brought his attention back to Blaine fully. His blue eyes looked down watching Blaine place a mark there, dragging an involuntary whine out of Kurt's throat.
"This time it's my turn to make you feel good." Blaine told Kurt with a grin, looking up into the other boy's face between placing kisses on Kurt's hips and across his stomach. Kurt automatically knew what Blaine was referring to. Weeks ago now when Kurt had given Blaine a blowjob. It seemed so long ago, but it seemed to leave enough of an impression on Blaine that he wanted to try, too. And Kurt wasn't to to deny his boyfriend anything.
Hazel and blue briefly collided, giving Blaine silent permission to go on. That was all Blaine needed it seemed because his lips found Kurt's skin again, kissing his was down to Kurt's arousal. '
Kurt wiggled against the teasing kisses, but didn't have time to protest anything. Blaine was taking his cock in a satisfying grip, pumping up and down quickly. The tight friction felt incredible, yet the friction of only Blaine's hand left Kurt wanting more.
Without anything more, Blaine was sinking down, lips stretching around Kurt's cock as he took him into his mouth as far as he could. The sudden wet, tight heat enveloped Kurt quickly ripping a moan- high and loud in the room- from the taller boy. Kurt's hips have an involuntary surge upward wanting nothing more than to fuck Blaine's mouth senseless. However, Blaine seemed to know what was coming- knew Kurt too well- and panned his hips down, stopping Kurt mid thrust, controlling Kurt's movements.
A whine slipped out of Kurt's parted lips just before Blaine started moving. cheeks hallowed he bobbed up and down on Kurt providing the other boy with spikes of pleasure. Blaine flattened his tongue against the underside of Kurt's cock, allowing him to slide Kurt deeper until he hit the back of his throat before pulling back only to repeat.
Kurt's fingers twisters into his comforter, messing up his cleanly made bed, gripping until his knuckles turned white. Unconsciously his eyes slipped closed as Blaine's mouth worked his cock, turning the rest of his body into a conduit of pleasure. Hot flames licked at his blood until this brain wasn't able to process anything anymore. The only thing he knew was white hot feeling and Blaine.
"Blaine." Kurt moaned, breath coming out in pants.
blue orbs opened briefly, long enough to look down at Blaine's face. His lips stayed stretched tight, cheeks hollowed as he bobbed up and down Kurt's cock. Blaine moved purposely slow as Kurt watched, letting him take in the full sight.
Kurt felt his hips stutter again. But the action was thwarted by hands on his hips- ha had forgotten completely about that, too lost in the feeling overloading his senses. A second later he felt Blaine pull off, lips making a popping sound. Kurt vaguely thought he should ask if everything was okay, but Blaine tossed him an earth-shattering grin, short circuiting Kurt's already foggy brain. And then Blaine was pumping his fist up and down Kurt's length.
A gasp fell from Kurt's lips at the same time his eyes snapped shut once more. Blaine seemed to have a skill for unraveling Kurt. The countertenor was pretty sure there was nothing Blaine couldn't do.
He felt his body rapidly building to release with each pump of Blaine's fist. Then Blaine tongue was darting out to circle around the head of Kurt's cock- causing a shiver to electricity to race up Kurt's spine- before sinking back down all the way onto Kurt's length. Instantly Kurt knew that it wouldn't be much longer until he was reached the tipping point.
"Blaine," Kurt whined. "I'm close."
Blaine didn't reply, just let his tongue slide against Kurt's length as his head bobbed a couple more times. Kurt's already tight grip clenched down even more in the comforter, and then Blaine pulled off, for the last time.
Kurt's lids slowly separated to reveal his blue eyes once again He was greeted with Blaine's cocky, triumphant grin and couldn't help the playful swat that landed on Blaine's shoulder. "This has gone straight to your head, hasn't it?"
"It actually went straight to my cock." Blaine answered cheekily.
A laugh bubbled out of Kurt's chest. "Guess we both need to finish sometime soon, huh?" Kurt asked. "Before we both explode."
Blaine chuckled before leaning down to claim Kurt's lips in another fiery kiss. Their tongues danced together until their need for release got to be too much and had both boy breaking apart.
"Ready?" Blaine asked.
Kurt smiles softly. Still through everything Blaine wanted to make sure he was okay. To make sure he hadn't crossed a line too quickly. Kurt's hand found Blaine's face, and let his thumb slide across his cheek as he nodded. "I'm ready, Blaine. I want to be with you."
With that Blaine was peeling himself away from Kurt, standing to fetch his jeans. His fished into his front pocket until he pulled out a blue wrapper. A condom, Kurt immediately noted. Then Kurt pulled himself up, reaching for the drawer at the bottom hos his nightstand. He grabbed the small bottle out, flashing it at Blaine. The lube so Blaine wouldn't have to go and find the one that Kurt knew what hidden in this things.
Kurt placed the bottle on the nightstand while pulled the condom out of it's wrapper, letting the foil fall to the floor. Quickly he slide the condom down his length, letting out a shudder, muscles quivering at being touched for the first time in a while. Kurt adjusted himself up with the headboard instead of their previous horizontal position.
Fully sheathed inside the condom, Blaine joined Kurt back on the bed, crashing this lips into Kurt's swollen ones. Tongues danced, eyes slid closed until the need for oxygen from them apart, breathing heavier than before.
Blaine caught Kurt's eyes one more time before he was reaching over to grab the bottle Kurt set out. He applied a liberal among, warming the cool substance for Kurt as best he could. Kurt watched briefly before he was moving, shifting, parting his legs, bending at the knee, allowing Blaine access. Hazel eyes automatically traced Kurt's body, groan leaving his lips.
And then he was placing a finger at Kurt's entrance, ready to work him open. Slowly he pushed in, past the tight ring, making Blaine pant, tight heat wrapping around his finger immediately. He felt Kurt tighten, muscles contracting before relaxing, allowing Blaine to move thrust his finger in and out, beginning to stretch him. Kurt let out a small whimper of need. He subconsciously let his legs fall open more.
Blaine took the queues, adding a second finger, letting his digits slowly stretch Kurt open more and more. Blaine started to scissor his fingers apart, stretching Kurt more. When Kurt let out a pained whine, feeling the burn, Blaine crooked his finger instantly hitting Kurt's bundle of nerves. Blue eyes opened wide and his lips parted in a silent cry. Blaine felt a satisfied grin spread across his face as he worked Kurt open.
When he added his third finger, he felt Kurt tense around him, resisting.
"Kurt, you have to let me stretch you. Otherwise I can really hurt you." Blaine told him gently.
"I know." Came Kurt's reply, voice lace with pain. Kurt felt Blaine's lips kiss along his thigh, relaxed as much as he could, allowing Blaine to slip in further. And the Blaine was hitting that special spot with three fingers. Kurt couldn't help his cry of pleasure, all the pain ebbing away with a couple stokes of his prostate. Blaine finally able to finish stretching him, making sure to stroke his prostate every few thrust of his fingers.
Kurt's eyes fluttered open again- When did he close them again? "Blaine, please. I need you now." Kurt let out in a breathy whimper- catching Blaine's look, added, "I'm ready, I promise."
Blaine never needed to be told twice. He wasted no time withdrawing his fingers, automatically reaching for the bottle of lube. Kurt felt the emptiness instantly, already missing the feeling Blaine's fingers inside him. his muscles clenched around nothing, resulting in a loud groan from Blaine- whose hazel eyes seemed unable to look away from the sight of Kurt stretched open, waiting.
A wiggle of Kurt's hops set him back on track, and he aligned himself with Kurt's entrance, pushing in slowly. Kurt felt pain flair up again, this time worse than before, but he kept himself as relaxed as possible, glad Blaine has stretched him as much as he did. He let out a small whimper as Blaine settled all the way inside him. Blaine stilled, allowing Kurt time to adjust, even though he wanted to move. Luckily, Kurt's hips were shifting a moment later, giving Blaine the okay to move.
"Blaine, please." Kurt sighed.
A loving smile graced Blaine's features, and he leaned down to place a quick kiss on Kurt's lips. Then he was pulling halfway out only to thrust right back in. Kurt's high keen hitting his ears, sounding better than any song. Blaine quickly set up a rhythm after a few disjointed thrusts into Kurt.
"Kurt you have no idea how good you feel." Blaine managed to bite out in a groan, choking off when he felt Kurt's hips tilt upward. He immediately felt himself sink deeper.
Kurt's head fell back in a silent scream as the small shift caused Blaine to hit his prostate, over and over. Again and again he felt the assault of wave after wave of pleasure until he was sure he was going to explode.
Both boys felt the liquid fire in their veins and electricity in the spines. The pleasure that built up inside of them was both too much and not enough. Kurt wished it could have lasted forever but ached for release at the same time. Kurt knew neither of them would last much longer.
Blaine's rapid pace quickly became something more erratic and disjointed. Over and over he moved in and out of Kurt, making sure to hit his prostate every time. Kurt's fingers scratched down Blaine's back, spurring him on. He knew they were both close to the edge.
Suddenly Kurt felt Blaine's hand wrap tightly around his cock, stroking fast. It only took a couple pulls from his boyfriend's hand to have Kurt releasing across his stomach, Blaine's name leaving his lips.
His orgasm rippled up though his body, muscles tightening around Blaine. pulling the other boy into the start of his own release. Blaine pulled out and pushed in one more time, feeling the fire flare in his stomach, his own release trapping itself in his condom, before he stilled, Kurt's name leaving him in a breathy moan.
Blaine managed to pull out, discard his condom- he never had been more thankful that Kurt has a small waste basket beside his bed- before he collapsed beside Kurt.
Blue and hazel slowly met and breathing evened as the minutes passed in quiet blissfulness. Eventually, once bot boys were back to their regular breathing, Blaine opened his mouth to speak, but before he was able to get any words out, Kurt's lips were on his, tongue slipping past his lips.
When they broke away a giggle slipped out of Kurt's mouth. "I really an glad that you're better. And that you're coming to McKinley this year. Everyone already loves you." Kurt paused looking into Blaine's eyes. "Are you sure you're not nervous about it?"
"No." Blaine told him with a shake of his head.
"Good." Kurt told him. "Because this the beginning of the rest of our lives."
Blaine's reply was to pull Kurt down into another kiss, happier than he had been in a long, long time. Kurt was right. This was the start of their forever.