Chapter 25: Happy New Year


"You're looking awfully pleased over there," Kurt teased with a smirk. They were lying in bed moments away from falling asleep for the night after another rousing round of sex.

Blaine hummed and his eyes fluttered open. "I'm just really happy." "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Blaine nodded. He inhaled deeply as he turned on his side, his arm tucking underneath his head. "I've never been happier in my entire life."

Kurt smiled, a slight flush on his cheeks, and turned his body to face Blaine. "Me either." Kurt reached for Blaine's free hand and intertwined their fingers. "I'm going to miss this when you're gone," he said just above a whisper.

"Don't think about that right now," Blaine spoke gently. "Let's just enjoy the time we have together."

"But I have to think about it, Blaine," Kurt whined with a pout. "The reality is that once we get home, our privacy will be completely gone. We're not going to be able to have days like this where we could just lay in bed naked. We're not going to be able to enjoy the serenity because either Finn or Tana are going to be barging in without warning. Then I'm going to go back to school and before we know it, you're going to be leaving." Blaine frowned at the crack in Kurt's voice. "I'm going to miss you so much more now that we've bonded. What are we going to do? How are we going to survive?"

Blaine leaned closer and captured Kurt's lips in a sweet kiss, letting go of Kurt's hand to cup his cheek. "We'll survive because our love is too strong not to," Blaine said as if to remind him. "It's going to be hard and I'm sure there will be days where all we're going to want to do is cry. But love, we can do this. I know we can. It'll only be like 3 months. We'll see each other during Spring Break, I'll come back for your graduation, and then you'll join us on the last month of our tour. If you think about, in the grand scheme of life, it's really not that long."

"I know," Kurt sighed deeply. "It's just going to really suck being away from you."

"It is. But we're going to be ok," Blaine promised gently. "Let's not think about that right now," he said, scooting his body closer. "Let's think about something else."

Kurt closed his eyes and tilted his head back as Blaine's lips suddenly attached themselves to his neck. "Like what?" he questioned, his worries already slipping away.

Blaine hummed against Kurt's skin, his arm snaking around Kurt's lower back. "Like the fact that I'm going to make love to you all night long."

"All night, huh?" Kurt asked with a smirk, though his body was on fire. "We've had a long day, Blaine. Don't you think we should take a break?"

Blaine pushed Kurt on his back and swung his leg over Kurt's body. "Definitely not," he said with a grin, leaning forward and swallowing Kurt's giggles with a kiss.

It was late morning when Blaine finally awoke to an empty bed. He stretched his limbs, his body sore from the previous two days. He smirked proudly to himself. Sebastian would be impressed with him for the amount of sex Kurt and he had during the last forty-eight hours. Their first day had started off by rolling around in bed until their stomachs were desperate for food. They ate and then they tried several different positions in the kitchen, including Kurt holding himself up on the counter with his legs in the air as Blaine pounded into him. From the kitchen they migrated to the hot tub, the living room, the laundry room where Blaine sat on the washer while it was in spin cycle, the bathroom, back to the kitchen where Kurt's body was sprawled out over the table, the bathroom again where Kurt sat on the shower bench and Blaine rode his cock, and finally back in bed where they made love until late into the night.

They spent the second day having sex in every room of the cabin, marking each other's bodies with bites and scratches, and finally playing an intense game of Hide N' Go Seek. The winner was crowned the master for the rest of the day and the loser was his slave. Blaine's cock throbbed at the memory of all the things Kurt did to him, the way he took control of Blaine and the punishments that he received. The way Blaine saw it, he was the true winner.

But today was not the day for another sex marathon. It was New Year's Eve and they had a full day planned before announcing Kurt to the world. With a roll of his neck, Blaine finally sat up and got out of bed. He dressed quickly and walked towards the main patio. He stood by the window and smiled. Kurt had been awake for hours already working in the snow.

"We used to make these really cool snow villages when we were little," Kurt had told him. "But as we got older and Cheerios took over, it was hard to find the time to do it. But it's always been my favorite part about winter."

Blaine had offered to help but Kurt wanted it to be a surprise for him so he stayed in bed and slept for a little while longer. He couldn't see exactly what Kurt was crafting but his face was scrunched in concentration and his cheeks were pink from the cold. Blaine glanced around and saw what he guessed represented their future home. He smiled at the thought. He couldn't wait to go house hunting with Kurt.


Thirty minutes later, Blaine stuck his head out of the patio door and shouted for his love. "Kurt, come eat some lunch before you freeze to death!" he smirked.

Kurt looked up from his Blaine snowman and smiled. "I'll be right in," he yelled back and brought his attention back to the bowtie he was trying to perfect.

"It'll be there when you're done," Blaine called out. "Come eat with me. I miss your beautiful face."

Kurt looked back up with the intention of giving Blaine a, do you really think that's going to work on me, look, but Blaine's pouty smirk melted him from the inside out. With a sigh, Kurt nodded. "Alright, alright. I'm coming."

Blaine grinned from ear to ear and waited by the door for Kurt to make his way up. "I knew you couldn't resist my pout," he teased as Kurt walked past him.

Kurt turned to glare at him but again, the look on Blaine's face won over his. "Whatever," he grumbled as he took his coat off and continued to the kitchen. Blaine chuckled and followed after him.

"So what exactly are you building out there?" Blaine wondered as they sat at the table.

Kurt hummed, taking a bite of his sandwich. "Can't tell ya. It's a surprise," he sang.

"I can help you know," Blaine offered once more. "I'm sure I'm not as skilled building snow people like you obviously seem to be but I take instructions well."

A devilish grin spread across Kurt's face and at the realization of his words, Blaine's cheeks flushed bright red. "Oh, I know you can take instructions well," Kurt purred and Blaine lowered his eyes, a smirk on lips. "But, no thank you. It's a surprise. Don't ask me about it again or I won't finish it."

"Yes, sir," Blaine replied cheekily. Kurt bit his lower lip to keep the arousal at bay. He loved it when Blaine called him sir. "What are your plans for the rest of the day then? Once you finish?"

"Well, I'd like to get some cleaning done and I gotta Skype with Dad but that's it. What about you?" Kurt asked him. "All you have to do is talk to Eric and the guys right?"

Blaine nodded as he took a sip of his water. "Yeah, and I'd like to get in touch with Perez if I can. I'd call my mom but I'm sure she's busy with last minute party planning for tonight so I'll just email her."

"Mk, so then after all the calls are made we'll have our movie marathon?" Kurt asked excitedly.

"Yep. We'll start with the Disney classics, work our way through a few timeless romantic comedies, and then finish off with Moulin Rouge," Blaine grinned.

Kurt smiled with a nod. "Perfect."


After eating lunch, Kurt turned his laptop on, connected it to the Wi-Fi, and signed into his Skype. As much as he enjoyed the time away with Blaine, he'd be lying if he said he didn't miss his family at least a little. He could only imagine how crazy his girls were driving his father or how much they were torturing Finn without him there to keep them from misbehaving.

Burt answered the call and Kurt smiled widely. "Hey, Dad!"

"Hey, son," Burt answered a bit cautiously though he wore a smirk. "How's everything been?"

Kurt's smile grew impossibly wider. "Everything's been great. Perfect actually."

"Yeah?" Burt questioned with a raised brow.

Kurt blushed a little and nodded. "Yeah. It's been amazing."

"Well, good," Burt said with an approving nod. "I'm glad to hear it." Kurt continued to smile and Burt could only smile along with him. All they shared was a simple greeting and yet Burt could see the difference in his son. His little boy was bonded. He was officially a man. The pride Burt felt nearly brought a tear to his eye. "So, why you calling me if everything is so perfect?" he teased in a dreamy voice.

Kurt rolled his eyes though the smile on his face remained. "I just wanted to let you know that we're officially announcing me tonight so be prepared."

Burt waved his hand dismissively. "No worries, we are all set up. The guys at the shop have been informed that it'll probably get pretty chaotic for a while there. I ran them through the protocol and they are ready to go. They all say Congrats by the way." Kurt preened with pride. "The New Directions will be spending the night here tonight, they figured they'd bring in the New Year's together, so they'll be here when the madness happens. I'll call the security guys right after I get off the phone with you so they're ready to go, and uh yeah, we're good to go."

Kurt let out a sigh of relief. "Alright, good. Just remember, don't talk to the paparazzi when they bombard you. They'll end up twisting your words. Just say exactly what-"

"What we rehearsed," Burt cut him off with amusement. "I got it, son. 'Blaine's incredible, we couldn't be happier to have him in our lives, his money is certainly a nice bonus'," Burt joked on the last one and Kurt's eyes went wide. "I'm kidding, Kurt. Relax," he laughed. "Everything's going to be fine. We've been preparing for this for months. Hell, we have our own security detail renting the house down the street. We're good."

"Aren't you at least a bit nervous?" Kurt wondered.

"Nope," Burt said confidently. "I'm actually pretty excited. I feel like I'm in a James Bond movie or something."

Kurt snorted a laugh. "Ok, Dad. I'm gonna let you go. Blaine's got a few calls he has to make too."

"Alright. Happy New Year's son. Enjoy your last day of freedom," Burt tried to tease but faltered at the end. Kurt's smile fell and his shoulders slumped. "Hey, turn that frown back upside down, son. Everything's going to be alright."

"I know," Kurt nodded with a small smile and took a deep breath. "I'll call you tomorrow to check on things. Happy New Year's, Dad. Love you."

"Love you too."

Kurt ended the call and looked up to see Blaine leaning on the wall watching him with a soft smile. "Everything ok?"

Kurt nodded as he stood from the chair. He walked over to Blaine and wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist, resting his head in the crook of Blaine's neck. Blaine closed his eyes, his arms wrapping around Kurt's shoulders and inhaled deeply, turning his head to kiss Kurt's cheek. "Yeah, everything's ok."

"Were you going to use the landline to call your voicemail too?" Blaine wondered as they parted though they kept their arms around each other.

"Nope. I'm sure it's full of Tana bitching about Finn and Finn bitching about Tana so I'll wait," Kurt said uncaringly. "I'm headed back outside. Meet me out there when you're all done?"

"Will do," Blaine promised. Kurt pecked Blaine on the nose and walked away.

Blaine took a seat at the desk and picked up the landline first to call his voicemail. He had two from Eric and several from the guys, including a false alarm on Katherine going into labor. He had one from his mother and his brother, and the one that interested him the most was from Sebastian. He Skyped with Eric first and together they got in touch with Perez. He then called the guys in a group chat where they inevitably teased. And finally, he called Sebastian, the one call he was most anxious for.

"Well, well, well," Sebastian said in greeting when their call connected. Blaine grinned with excitement and relief when his best friend answered. "Look who's taking a break from his super-secret magical vacation."

"Hey, Seb," Blaine chuckled happily.

"So, where are you? The Swiss Alps?" Sebastian asked with a smug grin.

"Actually, we're in the Rocky Mountains," Blaine replied and Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Of course you are. You'll take him to the Swiss Alps for your ten year anniversary," Sebastian teased and Blaine knew that he was right. "So, what's up? What's going on? Did you two...?"

Blaine looked down with a bashful smile and nodded. "Yeah, we did," he answered, raising his hand to show Sebastian his uncufffed wrist. Kurt's name was darker and bolder, and there was a line in the shape of a figure eight just underneath it.

Sebastian smiled with pride. "Congrats bro. I'm really happy for you," he said sincerely.

"Thanks, Seb," Blaine replied. "It's been an amazing trip. It was an incredibly breathtaking experience," Sebastian raised a curious brow and Blaine looked away, seeming more like his 16 year old best friend than the man he grew to be. "It came to us, Seb," Blaine said just above the whisper. "The Mira came to us."

Sebastian's face lit up like a Christmas tree and for a moment, they were teenagers back at Dalton.

"Dude, you have to be like, way epic for The Mira to come see you," Blaine said with awe, his nose in his soulmate book. "Did you know that it's so rare for The Mira to visit souls that the last time it happened was in the 1700s? As far as we know anyway. I mean, other people may have been visited but they haven't come forth about it. Although, I don't know why they wouldn't. It's such an honor! Why wouldn't they tell everyone! Then again, maybe no one wants to come forth because it's such a deep and private affair," Blaine turned to look at Sebastian with wide eyes. "Can you just imagine it? I bet those souls have the most breathtaking love of all."

"You're such a sap, Anderson," Sebastian teased as he continued to work on his Economics homework. "With your luck you'll get visited by The Mira and be disgustingly cute."

Blaine scoffed and turned away. "Yeah, right. You gotta be amazing, Seb. Like truly amazing. I'm just some kid whose parents can't even accept that he's gay. You have to have a pure soul and you have to have this connection with your soulmate that's untouchable. You can't be tainted or broken. There's no way I'm even on the same playing field as those souls. There's no way I'd be pure enough for The Mira to even consider me."

Sebastian picked up his tennis ball from the desk and threw it at Blaine's head. Blaine shouted in pain and turned to scowl at Sebastian. "Don't be stupid. You're Blaine Anderson; you're sex on a stick and you sing like a dream," Blaine rolled his eyes and Sebastian continued. "You're kind and generous, and you would do anything to ensure the happiness of others. You're genuine, truly so. If anyone is going to see The Mira, it's you."

Blaine pouted, tossing the tennis ball back before getting up from his spot on the floor and sitting on his bed. "You didn't have to throw that at me," he grumbled, rubbing the back of his head.

"I've already told you, anytime you're being self-deprecating, I'm going to throw this at you," Sebastian said firmly. "And I'm being serious. You're incredible, Blaine. Don't let your parents get in your head. You're better than that." Blaine looked away and shrugged. "Besides, even if The Mira doesn't come to you, you'll still be sickeningly adorable with whoever your soulmate turns out to be. You'll probably serenade him the moment you meet him."

Blaine smiled a little. "Probably. But it's whatever. I have two more years before I even need to think about it. Unlike you who officially has less than six months to go," Blaine sang.

A flush crept up Sebastian's cheeks but he kept his eyes on his textbook. "Do your damn homework, Anderson."

"I told you The Mira would come to you," Sebastian teased gently. "You should know never to doubt me."

"Yeah," Blaine chuckled. "I still can't believe it happened."

"What was it like?" Sebastian asked curiously. "The whole bonding experience?"

Blaine shook his head slowly. "Honestly, I don't even know where to begin. It was magical," Sebastian nodded, looking away for a moment. Blaine offered a sad smile. "It's worth the wait though. I can promise you that whatever you and Hunter are going through, the end result, you two bonding and becoming one, will be worth every second of heartache."

"If we ever get there," Sebastian mumbled and shrugged.

"You will," Blaine assured him. "It's just going to take some time."

Sebastian shook his head vigorously. "I don't want to talk about that right now. When you get back to the states and we have time to actually talk, then we will. But not right now. I have to be on set in like ten minutes. I can't have Hunter on my mind," Blaine nodded with understanding. Sebastian didn't mention that Hunter was always on his mind. "Tell me more about your trip. How's the sex been?" he asked with a smirk.

Blaine bit back a smile, glancing around to make sure that Kurt wasn't around. "I call him sir," he shared and Sebastian's jaw went slack. "And he really likes to tie me up."

Sebastian threw his head back in laughter. "Blaine Anderson you kinky little pervert!" Blaine shrugged, a proud smirk on his lips. "I never pegged you for slave and master kind of man."

"I didn't either," Blaine laughed. "But for Kurt, I'd do anything."

"Oh yeah? Like what?" Sebastian questioned. Blaine pursed his lips and shook his head. "Oh come on, B! Give me some details here."

"Nope."

"I can't believe you're holding out on me. You are an awful, awful friend," Sebastian said with faux sadness.

Blaine simply laughed. "You'll get over it. Although," Blaine paused, looking around once more before getting closer to the computer screen to whisper. "I will say this. Kurt has a very, very hungry appetite."

"How hungry?"

"Let's just say that he likes to try every position imaginable and remember he's a cheerleader. He's extremely flexible," Blaine winked as he sat back.

Sebastian nodded his approval. "Nicely done, Anderson. The four of us will have to get together one day and swap stories."

The words fell out of Sebastian's mouth of their own accord and his face dropped. Blaine smiled softly though. Sebastian could deny it all he wanted, but Blaine knew that deep down, Sebastian knew he and Hunter would be ok. "That sounds like a perfect plan, Seb. You and Kurt can discuss all the ways you drive Hunter and I crazy while we discuss all the ways we love to tease you two."

Sebastian chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah. Sounds like a plan." Sebastian's trailer door opened and a crew member told him they were ready for him. "I gotta get going, B. Call me when you're home. We have a lot to talk about."

"I will," Blaine nodded. "Happy New Year's bro."

"Happy New Year's, B." Sebastian half smiled and ended the call.

Blaine drummed his fingers on the keyboard in contemplation before quickly signing into his email. He could hear Wes' voice telling him to leave things alone but that didn't stop him from emailing Hunter.

Hey Hunter,

I know I shouldn't be emailing you about this, but I spoke with Sebastian. He's doing well and he looks good. But he misses you. We only spoke of you for a moment but the longing in his eyes was clear as day. I don't know how often you two talk, but be patient with him. He won't say it, but he's terrified of losing you. He loves you Hunter, truly and deeply. Please don't forget that.

I hope you have a happy New Year's.

You friend, Blaine

Blaine sent the email with a satisfied smile and logged off the computer. He checked the time and was relieved to see that it was only three in the afternoon. Kurt and he still had plenty of time to enjoy each other before announcing him. With a stretch of his arms, he stood up and went to grab his coat to meet Kurt outside.


"Kurt," Blaine spoke with awe. Kurt looked over his shoulder to see Blaine walking up behind him and smiled. "There is no way you did all of this by yourself. You must have hired tiny elves to do this."

Kurt laughed as he made his final touches to his Kurt snowman and stepped back. He built a perfect replica of Blaine and himself, a mailbox, a flowerbed, and a path that led to the snow house. "I know the house is small but with the angle of how we'll take the picture, it'll look perfect. Do you like it?"

"It's incredible," Blaine said. He stepped closer to the snowmen to inspect. "Your eye for detail is phenomenal."

"We used to compete and Dad would judge the best snowman," Kurt told him. "If you think I'm good, you should see Britt. No matter how hard Tana, Q, and I worked on our snow people, Britt's would always blow us out of the water."

"When we have our house and we have kids, we are totally going to do this," Blaine said with a giddy smile.

"Oh yeah," Kurt nodded with agreement. "Come on. Let's take some pictures."

Kurt hurried over to the bag he had and pulled out the camera. Blaine grabbed the tripod and followed after him. Kurt took some pictures of just the snowmen first and then a few of the house. He looked through the camera as he stepped away until he found the perfect angle. They then set the camera up on the tripod, set the timer, and quickly walked over to their snow selves. Blaine stood straight with his hands in his pocket and Kurt linked his arm through Blaine's. He rested his head on top of Blaine's shoulder and crossed one leg over the other. With Blaine resting his head on top of Kurt's, they were posing exactly like the snowmen. They smiled as the camera took multiple pictures. At one point, Blaine lifted his head to look at Kurt, an adoring smile on his lips. He truly was luckiest man in the world.

"I think it's done," Kurt said as he pulled away from Blaine. "Let me set it up one more time just to be sure. I'll set the timer for longer so we can walk around while it takes the pictures."

Blaine nodded and watched him go. As Kurt reset the camera, Blaine stealthily picked up some snow to make a snowball. He kept his arm hidden behind him as Kurt walked to his side. The moment Blaine heard the shutter of the camera, he pulled his arm around and smashed the snowball into Kurt's chest.

Kurt gasped, his eyes wide. "You did not just do that!" Blaine shrugged innocently as he backed away from Kurt, bending over to grab more snow. "Oh it is so on, Anderson!" he shouted and Blaine booked it.

Blaine ran towards the snow house as snowballs were suddenly being pelted at him. He threw the one in his hand and went to grab another, but Kurt was quick on his feet and was by his side in no time. They chased each other throughout the yard, tossing snow and laughing jovially. Blaine turned on his heel too quickly and found him on the ground with an armful of Kurt. Instead of getting up though, he wrapped his arms around Kurt's back and brought their lips together. Kurt melted into Blaine's arms and kissed him back sensually. They stayed on the ground for a little while, simply kissing and enjoying being in each other's arms. With the cold wind blowing in however, they finally parted, grabbed the camera, and headed back inside.

"So, I was thinking that after our movie marathon, we could go through the photos we just took and choose one to post tonight after you tweet about me, but from my account," Kurt suggested. "What do you think?"

"Yeah, we can do that," Blaine nodded, his body shivering slightly as he removed his coat and gloves. "Are you going to change your name and icon too?"

"Mhm, and I already know which picture too. I'm going to use one from my birthday," Kurt smiled.

"Awesome. I'll change mine to one I took backstage at our last show," Blaine said as he wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. "But for now, why don't we go take a shower to warm up," he said low and suggestive.

Kurt bit his lower lip and nodded. "Sounds good to me."


Showering with Blaine was Kurt new favorite pastime. There was something so incredibly erotic about having another man wash his body, and Blaine was very diligent. Blaine took such good care of him, his lathered hands scrubbing Kurt's chest while their eyes stayed locked. Kurt could feel himself getting hard and by the smirk on Blaine's face, he was too. As Blaine's hand traveled lower, Kurt couldn't help but look down. Watching Blaine touch him, seeing Blaine's hand wrap around his cock and slowly stroke him was the best part of all. Their lips met in a heated kiss, Blaine's arm snaking behind Kurt's back and down his ass. Kurt held onto Blaine's neck, his fingers interweaved into Blaine's curls. He tugged roughly, sucking on Blaine's lower lip and biting before releasing him. Blaine's eyes were dark with want, the golden amber captivating Kurt completely. Blaine walked them backwards to the shower bench. He took a seat but kept Kurt standing. Kurt watched with his jaw agape as Blaine kissed his torso and down the V of his abdomen. Blaine looked up through his lashes and took Kurt fully into his mouth.

"Fuck," Kurt muttered, his fingers running through Blaine's curls. "I could watch you suck me all damn day."

Blaine smirked as he pulled back. "I'm pretty sure you did that yesterday, sir," he said lowly and Kurt groaned. Blaine slid his hand in-between Kurt's thighs and nudged. "Open up for me, baby," he said sweetly and Kurt happily obliged. "Just like that," he said lowly. "Come closer," he instructed.

Kurt took a step closer, his legs on each side of Blaine but didn't sit down. Blaine inserted two fingers into his hole and took Kurt's cock into his mouth once more. Kurt moaned out with pleasure, his eyes glued on Blaine as his head bobbed back and forth. Blaine sucked him off slowly while he stretched him, but not once did Blaine hit that spot. Kurt danced on the edge but resisted every urge to orgasm. Blaine's mouth felt too good around him to let go just yet. Blaine pulled off of Kurt and without a word, Kurt was sitting on his lap, Blaine's throbbing erection penetrating Kurt's hole. Kurt rolled his hips slowly, Blaine's fingers digging into his thighs. Their foreheads were pressed together, their breathing labored as they moaned into each other's mouths.

Blaine kissed up Kurt's jawline, his lips sucking in Kurt's earlobe. "I could do this for hours," he spoke gruffly into Kurt's ear. "You on top of me, riding my cock like the good boy you are."

"Blaine," Kurt whispered, his eyes closed, his face pressed against Blaine's head.

"You're so responsive to my voice," Blaine continued, slowing down their movements. "I could make you cum just by talking, couldn't I?" Kurt nodded but said nothing, unable to produce the words. The slower Blaine went, the closer to the edge Kurt got. Kurt may be the one who becomes the master, but all it takes is for Blaine to talk to him while fucking and he becomes a puddle of goo. "You're so fucking sexy like this. You want it so bad but you don't want it to end do you?" Kurt shook his head vigorously. "What do you want from me, Kurt? You want me to fuck you harder?" Blaine bucked his hips hard and Kurt mewled, shaking his head no. "Or do you want it nice and slow? You want me to hold on to you and fuck you for hours, slowly and deliberately?" Kurt nodded, desperate to catch his breath. "That's what I thought. You love this torturously slow pace. You love to feel me inside you."

"So much, so fucking much," Kurt breathed out.

Blaine rotated his hips hard, moaning into Kurt's ear, his fingernails no doubt leaving claw marks. "Just wait until tonight. After I tell the world you're mine, I'm going to take you to bed and fuck you from behind so slow that you'll think you're losing your mind. I'll be inside you for hours, longer than we ever have before, and by the time I'm through with you, you won't be able to move."

With a final thrust of Blaine's hips, Kurt came hard, his body quivering from the release. Kurt grabbed Blaine's face and kissed him with fervor, bouncing up and down on Blaine's cock until Blaine came inside him. They didn't move right away, their hips moving to a gentle rhythm as their bodies came down from the orgasmic high.

Kurt finally lifted himself off Blaine but didn't move away. He ran his fingers through his hair, chuckling softly. "You are way too good at that?"

Blaine smirked, his thumb caressing the bottom of Kurt's back. "At what?" he asked entirely too innocently.

"Talking," Kurt said with a shaky breath. "I could listen to you talk all night."

Blaine kissed him sweetly, their noses brushing. "Remember that tonight when you're so desperate to cum but can't."

Kurt sucked in his lower lip and closed his eyes, moaning softly as Blaine's lips kissed his neck. "I can't wait."


They watched two movies after their shower, cooked dinner together, and then watched another two before calling it a night. They sat together on one of the couches in the closed in private patio and had both of their laptops open on the coffee table. They went through all the pictures they took earlier and chose two to share; one where Blaine was looking at Kurt while Kurt posed, and one of them during their snowball fight. They each signed into their twitter accounts and wrote the tweets but saved them in their drafts. They then responded to a few DM's while waiting for midnight.

"Are we going to sit through the riot or immediately log off?" Kurt asked as he sent KlainesArmy a message.

"Immediately logging off," Blaine answered easily. "Let them riot without us. We have better plans," he whispered the last part into Kurt's ear and Kurt blushed. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Kurt said though his eyes were still on the computer screen. When Blaine didn't ask anything, Kurt turned to him. "What's up?"

Blaine reached for Kurt's face and caressed his cheek with his thumb. "I was just wondering, how many kids would you like to have?" he asked curiously. "We've been talking about our kids for the past few days but neither of us have yet to say how many."

"Um, I don't know. At least two," Kurt said and Blaine smiled. "How many do you want?"

"At least two, maybe three," Blaine told him. "I guess it'll depend on how hectic our lives become."

Kurt nodded with agreement. "I do have one request though," Blaine raised an inquiring brow. "I really want Quinn to be the biological mother of our first."

"Quinn? Really?" Blaine said in surprise. "Not Tana?"

"Oh god no!" Kurt said in horror with his hand over his heart. "I could not handle a combined mini me and Tana. But Q, despite all of her craziness and her drama, is really amazing. She's incredibly smart and has a much bigger heart than people give her credit for. Besides, she and I would make beautiful babies. Not that I've brought it up to her, but it's what I want."

"If that's what you want then ok, I'm on board," Blaine smiled. "I'd like to adopt our second and possibly third child though. There are a lot of kids out there in need of a good home, a good family, and we could provide that easily."

Kurt leaned forward and kissed Blaine softly. "That sounds like a plan."

The alarm on Blaine's phone went off and they jumped in surprise. It was officially one minute until midnight. They looked at each other with eager excitement. It was time. They curled up close, their heads resting on each other. They didn't look at the time again, not worried about counting down, but simply held each other and waited. When the fireworks went off behind them, they turned and kissed deeply, Blaine cupping Kurt's cheek.

"Happy New Year, Kurt," Blaine whispered against his lips.

"Happy New Year, Blaine."

Kurt rested his head back on Blaine's as Blaine went into the camera on his phone. He took a picture of them, the fireworks in the background and a soft smile on their lips. He signed into Twitter through his phone while Kurt sat up and grabbed his laptop.

"You ready?" Blaine asked him once the tweet was written.

Kurt looked over his shoulder and nodded. "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine grinned.

He hit send on the tweet then quickly moved to his laptop.

WarblerBlaine: Happy New Year from us to you. [picture]

KurtHummel: *WarblerBlaine Today was perfect. I can't wait for our future together. [picture]

WarblerBlaine: *KurtHummel Our first family tradition will be to have massive snow fights. You better be prepared. [picture]

KurtHummel: *WarblerBlaine It's on, Anderson! ;-) Happy New Year my love. :)*

WarblerBlaine: *KurtHummel Happy New Year my darling. It's our first of many. :)*