Kurt sat in his favorite recliner and looked at Lita. She was sleeping in his favorite Armani shirt. His eyes traveled to her stomach and his insides filled with pride. His baby. He sighed contently and got comfortable in his chair. He leaned his head and looked back at Lita. Her fiery red hair partially covered her face as she breathed quietly. He shook his head. He never thought, in his wildest dreams, that he'd be here. With Lita, of all people. But here they were. Lita's whimper roused his out of his thoughts. She moved a bit restlessly in her sleep. Kurt got up from the bed and knelt beside Lita. He saw that tears were coming out of her closed eyes. "Shhhh. It's okay, darlin'. It's okay." He softly stroked her hair. Lita's brow furrowed and her eyes slowly opened. They were slightly glassy from the tears but clear on what was in front of her. Kurt was comforting her. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. "Kurt…" She said quietly. Kurt swallowed and put his hand at the back of her neck. His lips hovered over hers. They kissed almost. Lita closed her eyes as she felt his breath so close. She shivered but didn't move. His lips barely grazed her as his hands gently ran through her hair. Lita wanted so much to just take control but she didn't. His mouth moved to her neck and he kissed her there. His lips swept across her cheek and back to her lips. He moved his head back and looked at her. Lita opened her eyes--they suddenly felt heavy. His eyes spoke to her in that instant before his lips completely captured hers. Lita pulled him hesitantly back on the bed. They laid side by side exploring each other's mouths. Kurt quickly discarded his shirt and leaned over Lita, kissing her breathless. Lita moved to unzip his pants. Kurt grabbed her hand and broke their kiss. "No…" He said gently. "Just let me kiss you…" His hands unbuttoned the silk shirt. "Let me kiss you everywhere…" Lita was helpless. So many things were going through her. This was Kurt. Kurt! But she knew if he stopped now she might die of anguish. Her hands gripped the sheets of the bed and let herself go. She let Kurt kiss her…everywhere.
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There was silence now. Quite the contrary of moments before. Kurt held Lita in his arms as they lay on the bed. Her head rested on his chest as her fingers lazily made circles there. She wanted to look at Kurt, to see his face. But she was scared to look. Kurt looked at Lita. He wanted her to look at him--to see her face. But he wasn't sure what he'd see there. "Li…" He began. "Shhhh." She said quietly. She kissed his chest and put her ear against it. "Shhhh…I want to hear your heart." Kurt looked at her. "But what if I want to hear yours?" Lita took his hand and put it on her chest. "You can feel it--it'll tell you everything if you feel it." Kurt let his hand feel her rhythmic heart beat while his other hand rested along the side of her face. They were quiet for a long moment. And when Kurt was on the verge of sleep Lita spoke. "Do you feel it?" Kurt nodded dreamily. "I do. I feel it."