A/N: Mahal din kita, Momma. = I love you, Momma. in Filipino. Blaine's mom's name is pronounced Daa-LEE-say.
After Kurt was done in the shower, he headed downstairs to the kitchen. The aroma that filled his nostrils was terrific. "The man can definitely cook," Kurt thought. As he approached the kitchen, he heard Blaine talking to someone.
"He's so perfect, Momma," Blaine said into his phone. "I can't wait for you to meet him. Yeah, I wish he was here, too, but you'll never guess what I found when I got here! Yep, right year and everything. Don't cry, Momma. He wouldn't want us to be sad, especially when something so great is happening right now." He chuckled. "I will; I promise. Maybe he would want to come with me sometime so you can meet him."
"I'd love that," Kurt said, letting Blaine know that he was there.
Blaine beamed at seeing Kurt, knowing that he was willing to meet one of the most special people in the world to him. "Momma, I'm going to go. Our breakfast is almost finished cooking. Alright, I'll talk to him and get back to you. Mahal din kita, Momma."
"What language was that?" Kurt asked, unaware that his soulmate knew anything other than English.
"Um…it's Filipino," Blaine said, realizing that his love had no idea of his heritage. "Let's get breakfast, and I will elaborate."
They opted to eat in the dining room instead of on the terrace that morning. "So, about my family...My mom is from the Philippines, and my dad was American. Momma came over to the states for college, and that's where they met. It's always been important for her to keep that part of our heritage alive, so she taught Cooper and me the language early on."
"That's really great," Kurt said. "She sounds lovely."
"She is," Blaine replied. "She'd, um, she'd like to meet you sometime if you're up for it."
"Of course, I am," Kurt said. "When was she thinking?"
"Wow! Really? Just like that?" Blaine asked, surprised. Eric had been terrified to meet his parents, and he'd never dated anyone long enough after that to want to introduce them to his mother and brother. "I guess that makes sense. We're soulmates, so maybe it's our bond that makes us more okay with this kind of thing than other relationships?"
"Yeah," Kurt answered. "Just like that. Reasonably, I could understand why you'd think I might freak out, but there's been so much stuff going on between us since we met; meeting your mom seems like a walk in the park. When can I meet her?"
"Well, I already told you I'm heading back on New Year's Day," Blaine said. "I was planning on staying with her for a week or so and then head back to the city to get ready for my spring semester. If you wanted, you could come when you get back home. Even if it's just for the weekend. Darien, Connecticut, where she lives, is only about an hour northeast of the city."
"I'd love to," Kurt replied. "Make sure it's alright with her first, though. I know you two don't get a whole lot of time together, and I don't want to be monopolizing the little that you do."
"I'll ask, though I'm sure she will be fine with it," Blaine said. He was giddy inside at the idea of having his two favorite people in the same place.
"What's your mom's name?" Kurt asked as he finished up his breakfast.
"Dalisay," Blaine said. "It would be the equivalent to our Daisy. And my dad's name was Adrian."
"My dad's name is Burt, and my mom's was Elizabeth, though Dad just called her Lizzy," Kurt said. "When I was a junior in high school, he remarried a woman named Carole. She's wonderful and is going to absolutely adore you. When we added her to our family, we also added Finn, my step-brother. I can tell you more about him some other time, though." He shook his head, not even sure how he'd broach the topic of his oaf of a step-brother and the reason their parents were introduced.
"That's completely fine. I can't wait to meet them!" Blaine exclaimed. "Now, let's get this all cleaned up, so I can give you your Christmas present."
"You already gave me something yesterday," Kurt protested. "I have something I want to give you."
"Mine first," Blaine said. "Trust me, you're going to love it."
"Alright," Kurt conceded. "You're going to love mine as well.
The boys cleaned up, and then Blaine led Kurt upstairs to Kurt's bedroom. "Sit right here for a minute, and I'll be right back." Blaine ran to his room and grabbed a condom and some lube, glad he packed it just in case. He put them in his back pocket before returning to the bedroom. When he arrived, Kurt was sitting on the edge of the bed, fidgeting with a stray thread, seemingly trying to calm his nerves.
"So…umm…" Blaine started but wasn't quite sure how to continue.
"Actually, can I go first?" Kurt asked.
Blaine sighed in relief, "Yeah. Yes, you can." He was silently thankful that he had a few more minutes to figure out how exactly to say, "Kurt, my ass is your gift. Because that just doesn't sound romantic at all!"
"I want us to make love if you're okay with that idea," Kurt began, breathing through the nerves, adamant that he wasn't going to stammer or ramble. Blaine nodded vehemently at the idea. "To do that, though," Kurt continued, "I have to talk a little about my ex. Are you okay with that?"
"I'm here for you whenever you need to talk about anything, including your past relationships," Blaine said. He went over to sit by Kurt on the bed, placing the lube and condom he'd grabbed onto the nightside stand, then he wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist, hoping it would bring him comfort.
Kurt's confidence was bolstered when he saw what Blaine had gone after. So, he jumped right in. "When Sebastian and I first started dating," he reminisced, "we talked a lot before we did anything physical. It took us a while to kiss even. Most of it was because of me since he was my first relationship. I learned that he had been with other boys before, lots of them, actually. It didn't particularly bother me, because he went at my pace and was okay with that. When he learned about my…um…size, he said that he would only top if we ever had sex. He let me top once during our two-year relationship, and that's all. And I loved every moment of it. Bottoming was okay for me, I guess, but I never really enjoyed it as much as I thought I was supposed to. After having some time to really think about it, it all came down to trust and vulnerability. I want to give you that trust. I want to be completely vulnerable with you."
As Kurt talked, Blaine could tell that he was sincere yet nervous about taking this step in this way. "Can I say something now?" Kurt nodded, and Blaine continued. "I hate topping. Absolutely despise it. I've only had one relationship. Eric. Other than that, there have been blow jobs and hand jobs exchanged after going out on a date or two but nothing further than that ever. For me, I have to feel that connection to sleep with someone. And after everything that's happened in my life, all the times I've had to be calm and in control, I long to be the one out of control. To just let someone take care of me. So, if it's okay with you, I would love for you to make love to me," Blaine offered, gesturing to the lube and condom on the nightstand. "My ass is actually my gift to you," he grinned sheepishly.
"You know how big I am, Blaine. Are you sure?" Kurt asked hopefully.
"I do know how big you are," Blaine answered, wiggling his eyebrows. "I also know that you won't hurt me. You'll take your time and make sure that I'm well stretched and…even though we haven't known each other that long, I know you, Kurt. And I know, without a doubt, that this will be the best experience of my life thus far. Being able to connect with you like this...words won't be able to describe it." He kissed Kurt's cheek fondly.
Kurt had tears in his eyes. He knew he trusted Blaine with all of his heart and soul. But he wasn't sure until right at that moment that the same level of trust was reciprocated. "I love you," he said and leaned in for a sweet kiss that very quickly turned desperate. "Slow down, Kurt. You have to slow it down," he thought.
"Let me go grab something really quick," Kurt said. He went to his en-suite and grabbed a towel. He knew that he would need to use lots of lube and didn't want to get the sheets all messy. That would be so embarrassing for the housekeepers to find lube stained sheets when they checked out. When he got back into the room, he set the towel aside and beckoned Blaine to stand up.
Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist and brought him in for a deep kiss. While they were kissing, Kurt began unbuttoning Blaine's shirt. Blaine caught on, and once his shirt was off, he made quick work of Kurt's.
"You're so beautiful," Blaine said, hands roaming all over Kurt's pale chest.
"You are stunning," Kurt said, his hands doing the same to Blaine. "Shall we lay down?"
Blaine nodded in agreement. Kurt turned the sheets down and let Blaine crawl in first. He hovered over his soulmate's prone body, simply taking in the sight of him. Kurt started a trail of kisses that led from Blaine's forehead and traveled to his jaw, neck, chest, and down toward his very defined 'v.' Blaine whined when he got close to his waistband which encouraged Kurt to take off Blaine's pants.
Once he was no longer constricted by clothes and completely naked, Blaine sighed a breath of relief. He was letting go of everything, all of his worries and thoughts of anything that wasn't his soulmate.
Kurt felt the tension leave Blaine's body as his hands roamed over Blaine's toned muscles. He felt so honored that this man was so at ease with him. The pliability of Blaine's body and the way he willingly responded to each suggestion of Kurt's hands was another sign of the complete and total trust Blaine had put in him. The sheer magnitude of those few moments humbled Kurt. He knew that there was no gift more significant than that.
Kurt continued to place kisses down Blaine's body. He took Blaine into his mouth for a few strokes, hoping to take some of the edge off, before continuing to his final destination. Kurt asked Blaine to hold his legs up so he could get to his entrance easier. Parting his cheeks, he swiped his tongue over the rim several times, getting Blaine used to the sensation of him being there and taking in the smell. "God, I love your scent," Kurt said with a groan.
"Please," Blaine whined. "Please…" He didn't really know what else to say; he just wanted Kurt in him.
"Patience, my love," Kurt replied. "This is going to take some time."
"I know," Blaine breathed. "I just am so ready to connect this way with you, to deepen the connection that we already share."
"Me too," Kurt agreed. He grabbed the towel and slid it under Blaine before he uncapped the bottle of lube. At the sound of the cap opening, Blaine moaned in anticipation.
Kurt took his time opening Blaine up, starting with one finger and ending with four. He quickly found Blaine's prostate and stimulated it some, but not so much that it would make this all end before they could really begin.
When Blaine was sufficiently stretched, Kurt sat up, pulled his own pants off, and slid the condom on. "Rollover on your side, sweetheart," he instructed.
"But I want to see you," Blaine protested and gave Kurt his best puppy dog eyes.
"I want to see you, too, believe me," Kurt responded. "It's easier this way to start out with, though. Once you're adjusted to my size, we can switch if you still want to. I just want this to feel the best it can for you."
"You'll hold me?" Blaine asked, sounding small.
"Of course, I will," Kurt assured him. "I'm going to wrap you up in my arms and hold you close the whole time."
Blaine rolled onto his side, and Kurt spooned in behind him. "Alright, my love," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear. "I need you to lift your leg up. You can rest it on mine if you need to."
Kurt lubed up his cock while Blaine lifted his leg to give Kurt the access he needed. Taking a deep, calming breath, Kurt placed his cock at Blaine's entrance and very slowly pushed it in just a little.
Blaine winced. He knew Kurt was well endowed, but even his biggest toy at home wasn't this big. "You're so fucking big!" Blaine panted.
"Do you need me to stop?" Kurt asked, terrified he was hurting his lover too much.
"Don't you fucking dare," Blaine hissed. "I want this so badly, Kurt. Just…"
"I know," Kurt whispered. "I'm going to go slow."
And that's what he did. Kurt was utterly overwhelmed by the tightness and heat of Blaine. He was somewhat surprised it wasn't taking all of his willpower to not just start thrusting into Blaine. However, as he sat there and waited for his soulmate to fully adjust to him, he knew that the reason he wasn't struggling with his desires was because of his responsibility to take care of Blaine. Hurting him was the absolute last thing he wanted to do.
Once Blaine's body would relax around him, he'd push in just a little bit more and wait there until Blaine's muscles stopped clenching, all along whispering sweet nothings into Blaine's ear and stroking his chest and torso with the arm he had wrapped around him.
Kurt had finally, finally bottomed out several minutes later, and he just sat there, waiting for a sign from Blaine that he was okay for Kurt to move.
"Move," Blaine pleaded, grabbing Kurt's hand for an anchor. "Dear god, please move."
"As you wish," Kurt whispered and kissed the nape of Blaine's neck as he began to rock back and forth ever so slightly. As Blaine's moans became louder, Kurt's thrusts became deeper. Kurt kept his pace slow, not chancing anything that would hurt Blaine.
"Please," Blaine whimpered after a while. "Please, love. I need to see you."
"Do you feel like you've adjusted enough to my—"
"Yes," Blaine interrupted. "Please, baby."
"Okay," Kurt replied and pulled out of Blaine who whimpered loudly at the loss of his soulmate inside him.
When Kurt was all of the way out, Blaine rolled over and lunged up to kiss Kurt hard on the mouth. "I love you so fucking much, Kurt," Blaine said between kisses. "Please, please get back inside of me. I need you so much."
Kurt didn't have to be asked twice. He applied some more lube and then slowly slid back into Blaine, bracing himself with one hand as he guided himself in with the other. When Kurt was seated against Blaine's ass again, they both groaned deeply. Everything felt right in the world.
"I'm not sure how much longer I am going to be able to last," Blaine managed as Kurt began slowly thrusting in and out.
"Me either," Kurt grunted, trying his best to stave off his orgasm for as long as possible.
"Harder," Blaine plead. "Please, baby, harder. I need—"
His sentence was cut off when Kurt did as he requested, and whatever he was about to say was replaced with a guttural groan that was nothing but purely sexual. "Holy fucking shit, Blaine," Kurt panted. "The noises you're making are going to end this much sooner than I want."
Blaine could no longer speak in words. All he could do was grunt and moan, his body and mind lost in the ecstasy of the moment. He attempted to reach his hand to his cock as his balls began to tighten, and he felt the tell-tale sign of his orgasm approaching.
Kurt saw Blaine's hand move and swatted it away, taking Blaine's cock in his own hand and pumping, matching the speed of his thrusts. A few strokes later, both boys were screaming out each other's names in euphoric pleasure and seeing spots in their fields of vision from the intensity of their orgasms.
It took a full five minutes to come down from their high and their breathing to return to normal. Kurt pulled out of Blaine as gently as he could and disposed of the condom in the bathroom, grabbing a warm washcloth to clean Blaine up with. Once both boys were clean and the towel and washcloth were deposited in the hamper, Kurt went back to the bed and gathered Blaine up in his arms.
"Best Christmas present ever!" Blaine cheered in a sleepy tone.
"I would have to agree with that sentiment," Kurt said, placing a kiss on Blaine's temple. "What do you say to a nap and then a late lunch?"
"I'd say that sounds perfect," Blaine mumbled, almost asleep. "Love you, baby."
"I love you, too, sweetheart," Kurt said, placing another kiss on Blaine's forehead. "So very much. And I promise to always love you, no matter what life throws at us." With that promise, Kurt fell asleep, meeting Blaine in their dreams.
A/N: Thank you again to my wonderful beta, teddyshoney for editing all of this for me and knowing what my brain wants to say but can't find the words. Also, to DC (again, not the fandom DC) for the help with the smut...it helped so much!