March 1921
Blaine
Relief is written all over Kurt's face now that Blaine has agreed to stay for the night. Blaine's gaze turns to the fireplace to watch the flames flicker on the last remnants of the logs. Thunder crackles as a bolt of lightning flashes through the dark night, as if nature is confirming that remaining at their townhouse is the right thing to do.
Kurt can use the rain outside and their date tomorrow to rationalize his extended invitation. Kurt can give him all the practical reasons in the world on why he should spend the night. Kurt can pretend that it doesn't mean anything, but Blaine knows better.
It means everything.
Messing around in front of the fireplace wasn't just about having fun, although it certainly was a delicious release of the pent-up sexual tension that had been building for weeks. It was much more than that; it was about reuniting. There is no doubt in Blaine's mind that by this time tomorrow, he'll be back at home with Kurt for good, right where he belongs.
How could he possibly leave when Kurt smiles at him like that - like Blaine is the best thing that ever happened to him, like Blaine is the most beautiful person in the universe? And dare he think it? Kurt looks hopeful that tonight will be the night where they will truly come together once again. There is no doubt in Blaine's mind that Kurt wants him, and only him, in their bed again.
Blaine stands up, a shy smile creeping across his face. He silently offers his hand to Kurt. No words needing to be said. They both know what will happen tonight. There will be a reunion of minds, bodies, and souls.
They walk hand in hand in silence, fastening the chain on the front door and turning off the lights. When they enter their bedroom, Kurt sits down on the bed, running a jerky hand through his hair. "Blaine, I just need a moment."
"Sure, I can give you that." Blaine goes to the en-suite bathroom to give Kurt some privacy to think. In some ways, he's glad that Kurt is reflecting about what tonight means. He doesn't want to put himself out there if his emotions and intent aren't reciprocated.
Blaine smiles when he sees his toothbrush in the holder next to Kurt's and two towels hanging on the rack. It's as if Kurt has been planning for this night, and he wonders how long Kurt has been ready for Blaine to return home. It's such a simple thing, but it feels huge, knowing that Kurt wants him back home and has been planning for it. After performing his night-time routine, Blaine returns to the bedroom to find Kurt still sitting on the bed where he left him.
"It means everything to me that you agreed to spend the night," Kurt admits with a shaky voice. Kurt looks down as if he's afraid that the feeling isn't mutual.
Blaine walks until he's in front of Kurt and kneels. He takes Kurt's hand and kisses his knuckles. "I want you to know how much I love you, how much I want you every single day of my life. Spending the night with you… Well, it means everything to me, too."
The atmosphere is thick with anticipation as each man considers what that means. For Blaine, it means a new promise to each other. All relationships are filled with good times, but some difficult ones, as well. No matter what, they'll work through them together, and in the end, will come out stronger than before.
Kurt's eyes well up with tears as he nods. Blaine realizes that they need to have that final conversation about him moving back. But not tonight. Tonight is about their bodies demonstrating their true emotions.
Blaine takes the initiative by slowly slipping off his sleeveless undershirt. He smiles smugly when he sees he has Kurt's complete attention. He lets his fingers dance down his chest, and hooks his thumbs under the waist of his night pants. He looks at Kurt through his eyelashes as he slowly pushes them down, making sure to wriggle his buttocks along the way. When he has slipped under the sheets, he takes out a tube of K-Y Jelly from the bedside table so there will be no doubt in Kurt's mind what he wants.
It's as if a spark ignites in Kurt. He practically rips his clothes off, tossing them any which way on the floor. When his cock springs free, Blaine notices that Kurt is already hard and wanting. By the sultry look that Kurt is giving him, he knows that Kurt wants this just as much as he does.
Kurt pulls down the sheets and blankets before diving into bed. He drapes himself on top of Blaine, kissing him with so much pent-up emotion that it takes Blaine's breath away. Blaine rolls over so that they are side by side and their hands roam reverently over each other's backs. When Blaine needs to breathe again, he pulls away.
Kurt buries his head in Blaine's neck and whimpers, "You haven't changed your mind, have you? Please don't say you have. I couldn't bear it."
Blaine is shocked that Kurt would think that. He places a finger underneath Kurt's chin and lifts his head. Kurt's eyes are wet with tears and his body is trembling. At that moment, Blaine realizes how vulnerable Kurt must feel.
Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt and kisses his head. "No, my love. There is nothing that could make me leave our bed tonight."
Kurt clings tightly to Blaine, and a puff of hot air hits Blaine's neck.
It's the first time in a long time Blaine has been with his lover; he wants this night to be perfect. He wants to make Kurt feel good and give him the emotional connection that he needs - that they both need - but in order for that to happen, Kurt must believe in their love and relationship.
Blaine pulls back so that he can see Kurt's face. "Do you trust me? Trust that I can give you what you need?"
Kurt slowly gulps and nods.
Blaine brushes his hand against Kurt's face. "Don't expect to get much sleep tonight. I'm going to worship you in all the ways that you deserve."
Blaine takes his time to kiss, nip and lick every inch of Kurt's neck. When he gets to the junction of Kurt's neck and shoulder, he sucks the skin until he leaves a bruise. As Blaine continues his ministrations along Kurt's body, Kurt's hands squeeze Blaine's biceps.
"Feels so good," Kurt whispers.
"I can't get enough of you," Blaine murmurs before sucking just below his neck so hard that Kurt lets out a wanton moan.
Blaine's tongue swirls around Kurt's areola, sucks until the nipple is an erect nub, and then concentrates on the other. Kurt gets goose pimples when Blaine blows on them. Blaine can feel the beads of precum on the tip of his cock, excited by what he has in store.
Blaine places his hands firmly on Kurt's hips as his tongue swirls around Kurt's belly button. Kurt hisses when Blaine's hand is replaced with his mouth, sucking hard on the skin. "You're mine tonight and always."
Kurt gently strokes Blaine's hair, desperately trying to stay still. Blaine slows down the kisses as he makes his way toward Kurt's hips, wanting to soak in the sensations he's experiencing. The feeling of Kurt's skin against his lips, the scent of Kurt's soap, and the mewling sounds Kurt is making. It's been a long time since Blaine has had the chance to cherish Kurt's body so thoroughly.
Blaine avoids Kurt's bobbing cock and the nearby area, but he sees a new spurt of precum seep out when he kisses and sucks on Kurt's inner thighs. With firm hands, Kurt slowly massages Blaine's shoulders, and it goes a long way to make him feel connected and relax him.
Blaine reaches across Kurt to grab the tube of K-Y Jelly, and his cock brushes against Kurt's stomach. Kurt raises himself enough so that he can give it a few gentle strokes. Blaine bites his lower lip and lets out a whimper as he brushes Kurt's hand away. "If you keep doing that, it's all going to be over before we start. And I have plans...big plans."
Kurt lets his body drop once again and turns his head so that he's squealing into the pillow.
Blaine softly tugs at Kurt's hair. "Don't act all bashful and shy like a school boy, not with me. I want to see your face and hear every noise escaping from your mouth. I want to know what you're feeling every moment, so that I know that this is good for you, too."
"Dear Lord, Blaine. You know it is. Everything so far… It's exactly what I've wanted, although there is something more I need."
"And what might that be?" Blaine teases, while placing a pillow under Kurt's buttocks and kneeling between his legs.
"I need to feel you inside me." Kurt opens his legs wide in invitation.
Blaine smirks as he squeezes a large dollop of jelly onto his fingers. "Oh, you'll definitely be feeling me inside you for a very long time."
Blaine uses his lubed finger to circle Kurt's hole before gently pressing it inside. Kurt relaxes his body to let Blaine's finger work its magic.
"Blaine, that feels so good. I need another."
Blaine slowly slips in another finger, using Kurt's breathy moans to guide him when to speed up. He moves his index finger around until he finds Kurt's prostate.
Kurt's hips lift up. "Oh, right there, Blaine." Before long, Kurt is thrusting up so that Blaine's fingers reach deep inside.
When Blaine's fingers slip out, Kurt watches him through hooded eyes, as he slicks up his fingers once again. Blaine's hand returns with three fingers inside Kurt, moving to open up his body more. Before long, Kurt chants, "Blaine… I want… I need… Blaine, please..."
"Not yet, my love. I need to make sure you really are ready for me."
While Kurt clutches the bedsheets, trying to be patient, Blaine focuses on Kurt's ass and what he's doing.
"Kurt, you look incredible. You take my fingers so well."
"I can take other parts of you well, too. If you continue with your fingers, I'm going to cum really soon. It's been so long."
Blaine pulls his fingers out and wipes them on a nearby hand towel. "I want us to climax together, and let me tell you, that's not going to be for a while."
Blaine takes Kurt's hand and squeezes some K-Y Jelly on his palm, and scooches forward so that Kurt can reach him. Kurt rubs his fingertips into the jelly to warm it, and then strokes Blaine's cock until it's once again hard and ready. Blaine tosses his head back and moans because it feels so, so good. Before he completely loses himself to the sensation, he pulls back.
"I love you, Kurt. I'm going to show you just how much."
Kurt's eyes glimmer with emotion. "I love you, too."
Blaine drapes his body over Kurt's. Without taking his eyes off Kurt's, Blaine directs his cock toward Kurt's ass, and in one slow motion enters him until he bottoms out.
Blaine squeezes his eyes shut and groans. "You feel so incredibly tight and hot around me. You're absolutely perfect for me."
"I'm so full; you were made for me, Blaine."
Blaine starts with slow gentle thrusts, and swivels his hips when he's down deep inside. Kurt's legs immediately wrap around Blaine's torso and he grabs Blaine's neck and pulls him forward into a kiss. Blaine licks Kurt's lower lip and Kurt's mouth immediately opens. Blaine thrusts his tongue inside to the tempo of his hip movements, and Kurt lets out a low guttural groan.
"Oh, Blaine, it feels so perfect to have you inside me. I need it faster...harder," Kurt whispers.
"Okay, but tell me when you're close. Remember, I want you to wait for me," Blaine reminds him in a low husky voice.
Blaine raises his upper body and holds onto Kurt's hips, pushing harder and brushing against Kurt's prostate every so often. Blaine's mind is abuzz as pleasure courses through his body.
Kurt pulls at his hair as he whimpers. Every arm muscle tenses, trying to fend off the orgasm that is building inside him.
Blaine stills.
"Kurt, I know your body better than you do. You are supposed to tell me when you're close. When you are in control again, sweetheart, let me know."
Kurt closes his eyes and slows down his breathing. It gives Blaine the time he needs to ward off his impending orgasm as well. When his body has calmed down, Kurt eagerly nods at Blaine.
Blaine starts thrusting once again, slow and deep, and his heart is practically bursting with love. He doesn't want the pleasure to end; he wants to be inside Kurt for as long as they can last. Blaine can feel beads of sweat trickle down the side of his face.
Blaine switches up the tempo - fast and hard, slow and shallow, all the while rotating his hips. "Look at you, Kurt. You're made for my body. Can you feel me deep inside?"
Kurt's head thrashes on the pillow. "I feel you all around me, inside me. Your cock is so perfect." Kurt starts to lose control and all he can do is chant, "Blaine, Blaine, Blaine…"
Blaine stills.
Once Kurt has regained control of his body, he nods. Blaine grabs Kurt's shoulders, and pulls his upper body up so that Kurt is sitting on his lap. Kurt wraps his arms and legs around him like a koala. With one hand over Kurt's heart, Blaine plants wet open-mouthed kisses along his throat. Once Blaine's heart stops racing, he begins to thrust again, slow and steady.
Kurt tries to lift up his body to help, but Blaine playfully slaps his ass. "My job is to do all the work. Yours is to enjoy it."
Blaine grabs Kurt's buttocks and pulls him forward in time with his thrusts. Kurt's nails drag along Blaine's sweat-slicked back. Their foreheads are touching and their sweat intermingles. Blaine can feel Kurt's hot breaths against his face, and can hear Kurt's quiet whimpers.
"My Kurt. There is no way I'm letting you go again. I love you."
"Oh, Blaine, I love you, too. I want this to last forever, but I'm so close."
Blaine stills.
When Kurt's breathing is even again, Blaine gently pushes him so he's on his back once more. He lifts Kurt's legs and places them over his shoulders. He starts thrusting again, hard and fast. Blaine chants, "This is where I belong; in our house, in our bed with you. You are mine, and I am yours. Say it, Kurt!"
"You are mine, and I am yours," Kurt repeats, kissing every part of Blaine's skin that he can reach. "It's always been you that I crave. Only you can satisfy me like this. Oh, Blaine, you are mine, and I am yours."
Blaine is drowning in the intensity of the moment. His thrusts become erratic, and he can't stave off his orgasm for much longer. "Cum for me," Blaine growls.
Blaine takes Kurt's cock in his hand, stroking once, and Kurt's body spasms as he tips over the edge, cum spurting everywhere. When he hears Kurt moan deeply, Blaine opens his eyes to see his lover climax with sheer ecstacy written all over his face. Blaine thrusts one more time and his orgasm slams through his body, filling Kurt up with his cum. Blaine feels as if he's floating and will never land on the ground. Blaine slowly pumps until Kurt can take no more, then collapses on top of him.
Blaine's body is absolutely boneless. He can't move a single muscle while Kurt mops the sweat and cum off both of them. When Kurt lies down next to him, there is so much he wants to say, but he can't for the life of him string two words together. Blaine throws his arm across Kurt and snuggles in close. Kurt is as sweat-soaked as he is, but he feels so solid and warm and right. Blaine gets lost in the scent that is a mixture of them both. Tomorrow, they'll have that much-needed talk, but tonight is for cuddling.
Blaine wakes up when the first rays of morning light peep through the crack in the curtains. Although his body feels stiff and sore from last night's love-making, he is content and fulfilled. It's been the first night in a very long while that he slept without nightmares taking over his dreams.
He spends the next ten minutes gazing at Kurt. He looks like an angel with mussed-up hair and a sweet smile. Blaine's toes curl thinking of their sexcapades last night. Surely they had been at it for hours, judging by how sore his muscles are. Kurt certainly left no doubt that it was Blaine that he wants in his bed.
When Blaine slowly shifts, Kurt rolls to his side and pulls him into a tight embrace. As much as Blaine loves to cuddle, he really needs to pee, and so he carefully replaces himself with a pillow. When Blaine finally gets up, he walks gingerly toward the dresser. He's so sore that he needs a hot shower to loosen his muscles. He opens the drawers until he finds some clothes, and sneaks out to use the guest bathroom. There's no need to wake Kurt up just yet.
Blaine takes a leisurely shower and makes a mental list of things they should do today. He'll call Uncle Hiram and excuse himself from the church's Easter service this morning. Instead, he'll make breakfast in bed for Kurt. Afterwards, they'll take a stroll in Central Park and go to their favorite bench by the lake. They'll talk about what last night means, and they'll agree that Blaine is now living back at home. They'll pick up a few essentials at the Berry townhouse and race back to MacDougal Alley. And the rest of the day… Well, if Blaine gets his way, they will be spending it in their bed.
Once he's showered and dressed, Blaine quietly goes downstairs to the kitchen to prepare Kurt's breakfast. He adds water to the kettle for their coffee and prepares the batter for lemon-blueberry pancakes. While the griddle heats, he squeezes oranges for fresh juice. He startles when he hears the heavy footfalls of someone running to the kitchen.
"I thought you had left," Kurt sputters. His arms are wrapped around his body and he doesn't look happy.
"I woke up early and had a shower. I'm making pancakes. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed."
Kurt tilts his head and his forehead crinkles. "I wasn't expecting you to do that."
Blaine continues, "I just want to make you feel as happy and loved as you make me. Besides, making you breakfast is sort of my thing."
Blaine looks at Kurt with concern. There are tears in Kurt's eyes and his body is trembling. He gathers Kurt into his arms and rubs his back while Kurt falls apart. Blaine can't figure out why Kurt is so upset, especially after the events of last night.
When Blaine feels Kurt's body start to relax, he lifts Kurt's chin with his fingers. "What's wrong, sweetheart? What has brought this on? Tell me what I can do to fix this."
"When I woke up this morning and you weren't beside me in bed, I thought last night was all a dream, something I made up in my head. But my stiff body told me otherwise."
Knots form in the bottom of Blaine's stomach. Did last night not mean the same to Kurt? Did Kurt really expect him to leave as soon as he woke up?
"D-did you want it to be a dream, Kurt? I'm really confused. Did you not want to wake up with me here?"
"No, no, no, Blaine. You've got it all wrong. I want to wake up with you every day. I thought you didn't want to be here with me."
Blaine finally understands. It's not that Kurt didn't want him here, it's that Kurt is worried that Blaine isn't ready to return. "Oh, Kurt, I'm not going anywhere. This is where I belong… with you… in our home… making you breakfast in bed."
"So you'll move back in?" Kurt asks in a shaky voice.
"I thought we could collect some of my things from Uncle Hiram's today. I'm back for good, if you'll have me."
Kurt swoops Blaine into his arms and lifts him up. "Have you? Are you kidding? I've been waiting for this moment for so long."
When Kurt has set him down, Blaine cups Kurt's face and pulls him in for a heartfelt and steamy kiss, and they are lost in their own private world again.
After a while, Kurt's stomach grumbles, and he pulls away slowly. "Lemon-blueberry pancakes?"
Blaine giggles and nods.
"And freshly squeezed orange juice and coffee?"
"I've got that covered, too. Why don't you set the table while I make the pancakes?"
While Kurt washes the dishes from last night and sets the table, Blaine makes quick work of making pancakes and fries some bacon. When Kurt wraps his arms around him from behind and places his head on his shoulder, nuzzling into him, a warm feeling pools in Blaine's stomach.
They are soon at the table eating their breakfast. Once the pancakes are polished off, Kurt pours them a second cup of coffee. "Blaine, there's one thing that I need you to promise me."
"Anything for you, my love."
"I want you to think carefully about this promise, because it's important to me."
"Of course. I take my promises seriously, especially to you."
Kurt takes a deep breath. "Promise me that you'll never move out again."
Blaine covers Kurt's hand with his. "I have no intention of ever leaving again."
"I'm not asking about your intentions, Blaine. I'm asking for a promise. Whoever said that absence makes the heart fonder doesn't know what they're talking about. I have plenty of experience with absences, and let me tell you that's not the way it works."
"But I've seen you at the restaurant every work day, and we've spent time together on Sundays. That has only left Saturdays when we didn't see each other."
Kurt has a faraway look in his eyes. "We went four and a half years without seeing each other. When you were declared killed in action, I held onto the hope that it wasn't true, until all the known facts forced me to accept it. I mourned your death for almost a year until I found you again. With each passing day, absence filled my heart with loneliness and darkness, and it got harder to hope for a better tomorrow. When you left last month, that loneliness and darkness returned."
Blaine can appreciate how his absence during the war must have felt, especially when Kurt had thought he was dead. The separation was hard for him, too, although in different ways.
Blaine takes Kurt's hand. "I'm so sorry, Kurt. I had no idea that me living at Uncle Hiram's would make you relive that deeply distressing experience. You should have told me sooner."
Kurt takes a sip of coffee before he continues. "The feeling sort of crept up on me. I've already experienced life without you in it, and it was a very difficult and dark time. And now that you are very much alive, I need you in my life."
"I don't ever want to do anything that would make you feel that badly. I wasn't punishing you; I was trying to find a way for us to rediscover one another."
"Blaine, I can pretty much guarantee that we'll have problems to face in the future, but I need you to promise not to leave while we work them out. It's about feeling safe in knowing that in spite of any difficulties, we will be together."
Blaine thumb caresses Kurt's hand. "We are so together, through thick and thin. I promise that I will never move out."
Kurt face lights up. "Then it's settled. You are back home for good. There's no way I'm letting you go again."
Kurt rises, picks up the used breakfast dishes, and takes them into the kitchen. Blaine trails behind with the cups and glasses, watching Kurt hobble. "Wow, Kurt. I'm sorry if I was little demanding last night. I wanted you to feel it today, but you're walking as if you're in pain."
Kurt sets the dishes down on the counter. "Nothing I can't handle. It felt so amazing. You were pretty possessive last night, and I loved every bit of it."
Kurt lifts up his undershirt to reveal his body covered in small bruises. "You were quite savage with your mouth."
Blaine's eyes darken when he sees Kurt's body. "I couldn't help myself. Seeing you, spread out for me, loving me the way you do… That does things to me."
"Anyway," Blaine smirks, taking off his top. "You were quite something yourself."
Kurt's jaw drops when he sees Blaine's back marred with red scratch marks and bruises made by his fingers. "I - I had no idea. Maybe I was a little possessive, too. Let me get something to soothe the area."
Kurt retrieves the first aid kit from a kitchen cupboard and finds salve. He peppers gentle kisses on Blaine's back before he dips his finger into the pot and carefully spreads the salve.
"Hmmm. That feels so good," Blaine purrs.
Kurt smiles. "It's supposed to. You were quite the powerhouse last night. The way you took control was incredibly sexy, but can I ask you something?"
"Anything," Blaine confirms.
"I thought that I would have to be the one that would need to demonstrate how much I love you."
Blaine turns around and pulls Kurt into his arms, holding him tight and stroking his hair. "I never for one moment doubted your love. That has never been our problem."
Using a finger under Kurt's chin, he lifts his head and kisses him softly. "I noticed all the little things you did for me yesterday: bragging about me to your pilot pals, surprising me with the air show, having a special tasty picnic dinner on hand, the imperfectly perfect invitation to spend the night, and the toothbrush and towel waiting for me in the bathroom. But most importantly, you trusted me to give you what you needed, both physically and emotionally. It spurred me on."
Kurt's loving look makes Blaine's heart swell. "Well, you definitely gave me what I needed and more. I trust you with everything I have, Blaine - mind, body, and soul."
"So, I did well ?"
"My body is still buzzing from it all. Now, stop fishing for compliments and turn around so that I can finish with your back."
Blaine does as he's told, and he can feel Kurt's gentle fingers soothe the scratches once again.
"So, what do you want to do today?" Kurt asks.
Blaine remembers the mental list that he made while showering. He's already telephoned Uncle Hiram, who was delighted by the news that he is moving back into the townhouse. It's still raining outside, so the walk in Central Park isn't practical. And which of his essential things at Uncle Hiram's could he possibly need when Kurt has everything? His cock stiffens as his mind drifts to all the things that he wants to do with Kurt, things that he's been fantasizing about for weeks.
"Hmm, I see how it is. You want to spend the day in bed," Kurt teases, palming Blaine's stiffie.
"Only if you are in it with me. I promise to be gentle. I don't think either of us are up for a major session," Blaine replies.
"Oh, that sounds like a challenge that I'm willing to accept. We'll need to switch it up. I've been dreaming about things that will make you blush and your toes curl."
Kurt grabs Blaine's hand, and they stumble up the stairs in their rush to get to their bedroom. Kurt practically throws Blaine on the bed and dives on top of him. "You know what?"
Blaine gives Kurt a questioning look.
"There is nowhere I'd rather be."
Author's notes
Many thanks to my fantastic betas - Fearlessly, Lilyvandersteen, Dblmalfunction. I made the last-minute edits and performed the final proofreading by myself, so all mistakes are mine.
I recently read "The Most Beautiful Boy" by WildHurricane, a story about shy!Blaine meeting Kurt during his college freshman year. If you like this story, I suggest you check out "Beautiful Mess" because honestly, it's one of my all-time favorites. You can find the author under my favorite authors.
I'm HKVoyage on Tumblr.
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