"You all packed, beautiful?" Blaine called into his bedroom from the kitchen.
"I am always packed days before you even start, and you know it," Kurt shot back.
"I know. I just wanted a chance to slip that you're beautiful into a casual conversation."
Kurt popped his head out, now trying to hide his grin. "We weren't even having a conversation."
"Guess I just couldn't hold it in any longer," Blaine said with a cheeky grin.
Kurt sauntered over and pulled him into a long, lingering kiss. "Thank you," he whispered into his lips before pulling away.
Blaine was having none of that and hooked his finger into Kurt's belt loop pulling him back in. "You know, I haven't seen you in jeans this tight since high school," Blaine said as he admired the view.
"Well I figure since we're going back to Lima might as well show them what they're missing," Kurt said, pretending to not notice the suggestive tone.
Blaine leaned in and rested his chin on Kurt's shoulder, ghosting his lips over Kurt's skin. "If they weren't smart enough to appreciate you back in high school. They probably never will be."
Kurt, however, was no longer hearing a word Blaine was saying because he had begun running his tongue along the side of Kurt's ear. "Uh huh," Kurt said pretending to listen. Blaine slipped his tongue inside his ear causing Kurt to gasp.
Blaine pulled away and walked behind Kurt before rubbing his shoulders. "You've been so tense the last week. How about I give you a nice long massage when we get to Ohio?" Blaine said kissing the back of his neck.
Kurt hummed in appreciation. "That sounds nice."
Blaine snaked his hand around Kurt's waist and cupped him through his jeans and turned Kurt head around to kiss him slowly. Kurt moaned into his mouth.
"No," he said suddenly, pulling away. "We need to leave soon or we'll miss our flight."
"Damn," Blaine muttered, "I thought I was doing something right to make you forget about your punctuality like that."
Kurt pulled him in for one last kiss. "I promise," he said against his lips, "you were doing everything right. And there will be plenty of time for that tonight."
"We're going to be in your house with your parents, Kurt. It's not exactly an ideal time to fool around."
"Never stopped you before," Kurt said with a wink picking up his luggage and walking out the front door.
Blaine groaned in frustration but followed anyway.
When they got on the airplane, Blaine immediately rested on Kurt's shoulder and closed his eyes.
"Cuddle whore," Kurt muttered.
But when Blaine peeked over at Kurt he was smiling.
"See you in Ohio, baby."
"Go to sleep, Blaine."
"Wake up, Blaine," Kurt seemed to be saying moments later. Blaine smiled to himself. It was always so easy to fall asleep with Kurt next to him. "My dad and Carole are picking us up here at the airport. Are you ready?"
Blaine sighed dramatically. "Suppose so."
"Don't be such a baby. It's just my dad. You've dealt with him before."
"Kurt, your dad is terrifying."
Kurt grinned. "I know. Look at it this way, it can't be anymore awkward than the time he found out we were having sex."
"All that does is remind me of another reason for your dad to hate me and that ridiculously awkward conversation."
"I kind of just wanted to see your face."
"Very helpful."
"You picked me knowing perfectly well how I am," Kurt shrugged.
"Give me a thousand chances and I'd never do it any differently."
Kurt shoved him lightly. "Shut up, cheeseball. Let's go."
When he finally spotted Burt and Carole, Blaine stood back several feet to give them some space to get reacquainted with Kurt. He ran up to his rather and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug. After a few moments, he turned to Carole and hugged her as well.
Blaine wandered over awkwardly and held his hand out in greeting to Burt. "It's good to see you again, sir."
"This how it is going to be?" Burt asked shaking his hand. "You going to revert back into the overly respectful kid you were when you first started seeing my son?"
"I - "
"What's past is past, alright?" Burt said looking him in the eye.
Blaine nodded. "Thank you, sir," he said softly.
"Enough of that too. It's Burt."
"Okay, Burt."
"Hello, Carole," he said holding out his hand once again, but she pulled him into a hug.
"It's good to see you again," Blaine said genuinely.
"I always knew you two would find your way back to each other," she whispered.
Blaine's nerves quickly faded away, and he suddenly felt very light. Carole always knew exactly what to say.
During the car ride over, Kurt asked question after question about things going on in their lives as though Lima, Ohio was suddenly the most exciting place in the world to him. Blaine wondered if he was trying to avoid the topic of their relationship, which was strange, considering that was the entire reason they had come to Ohio in the first place. At one point, Finn called to check in, and when Carole mentioned Kurt was in town he asked if they wouldn't mind if he stopped over for dinner.
As they pulled up in front of the house, Carole suddenly decided that her original dinner plans were not extravagant enough for the circumstances.
"The whole family is going to be together again! And I certainly don't have enough food in the entire house to feed just Finn alone! I'll have to go to the store, of course…" she rambled.
"I'll go with you," Burt offered. "I'm sure Kurt and Blaine are exhausted from their flight over, so they can use the time to settle in. We can discuss whatever it is you came here for over dinner, alright?" he said giving Kurt a pointed look.
"Okay," Kurt squeaked.
When they reached Kurt's old room and set all their stuff down, Kurt pulled Blaine into a lazy kiss. "Going to finish what you started earlier, Anderson?"
Although the offer was tempting, Kurt looked completely exhausted.
"Are you okay, Kurt? You look pretty tired."
"I didn't sleep much on the plane. Or this week at all for that matter," Kurt admitted. "You know it's been a long week for me at work and I just haven't been able to relax much."
Blaine nodded. "I know, love," he said reaching out to rub his cheek lovingly with his thumb. Kurt closed his eyes and relaxed under the touch. "How about that massage?" Blaine offered.
Kurt's eyes lit up with appreciation, but he thought better of it and quickly tried to brush it off. "You don't have to worry about that now, baby. I know it's been hard for you this week, too. I've so busy. I've barely even touched you let alone had it go anywhere –"
"Kurt," Blaine stopped him. "Lie down."
Kurt quickly obliged not having the energy to argue further.
Blaine gently rolled him over onto his stomach then pressed his thumb into Kurt's neck rubbing light circles.
Kurt moaned at the touch.
Blaine laughed. "I've barely even started."
Kurt moaned at that, too.
Blaine lowered his hands down to his shoulders and began rubbing. He leaned down and pressed him lips to Kurt's ear.
"Just relax, beautiful. Forget about everything on your mind. Just be here and focus on you. You're always worrying about everyone else. Just worry about yourself for once."
Blaine worked his way down his back and started working at the knots.
"How do you even breathe with all this tension, gorgeous?"
Blaine finally found the spot that had Kurt so high strung and as he rubbed it, Kurt moaned.
"God, Blaine. Right there."
Blaine grinned at his reaction and pressed down harder.
"Your fingers are fucking magic. Oh god, yes," Kurt purred.
Blaine's semi hard-on he had been sporting since they started was now rock hard which was a little hard to hide considering he was straddling Kurt's back. Not wanting to distract from Kurt's pleasure, he raised himself up a little higher on his knees.
Kurt simply pulled him back down. "I noticed a while ago, Blaine. Don't worry about it."
Blaine finally worked the knot apart completely, and Kurt turned over on his back without Blaine having to move slightly from his position. "Thank you, baby."
"Anytime, my love," Blaine said getting up. Kurt pulled him back down, so Blaine fell flush on top of Kurt.
"You didn't really think that was my entire thank you, did you?"
Kurt kissed down Blaine's body and Blaine's breath hitched. By the time Kurt reached his waistband, Kurt was the one on top of Blaine.
When did that happen? Blaine wondered.
Kurt pulled down Blaine's jeans and boxers in one motion, freeing his erection. Blaine sighed in relief.
Kurt kissed his inner thigh teasingly.
After a moment, Blaine was already frustrated. "No sex for a week and you're going to tease like that," Blaine whined.
"You're right. I'm sorry, baby," Kurt said.
Before Blaine even knew what was happening, his cock was hitting the back of Kurt's throat.
"Shit, Kurt. That's not exactly what I meant."
Kurt's only acknowledgement was to suck harder.
Blaine groaned.
Kurt pulled off with a pop, and Blaine whimpered at the loss. Kurt licked up his slit causing a shiver to run up Blaine's entire body.
Kurt sunk back down on his cock and hummed in pride causing Blaine to groan even louder.
Blaine fisted his hand in Kurt's hair and Kurt picked up his speed.
"Kurt, I'm gonna – " Blaine began in attempted warning but he was already coming down Kurt's throat. Kurt didn't miss a single drop.
"Blow jobs certainly have the least clean up," Kurt said grinning up at him.
Kurt pulled up to kiss Blaine with force.
"How do you still have…energy?" Blaine panted.
"Tired you out already?" Kurt teased. "And I was doing all the work. Guess we can't all have the stamina of a teenager forever," Kurt said, a grin still plastered across his face.
"We're home!" Carole called into the house in warning, not wanting to have to deal with finding the two of them fooling around, or worse, Burt being the one to walk in on them.
"She knows us too well," Kurt grinned hopping up.
"No," Blaine complained and made a lazy attempt to pull him back down. "Stay."
"If we stay up here my dad will think that we're fooling around. He probably already thinks it, but we don't need to make it any work. Just because we're adults and allowed to do whatever we please doesn't mean I want my dad to have any clue what we do when we're alone."
Blaine groaned in surrender.
"Why don't you stay up here and take a quick nap while I go help Carole with dinner? They know traveling makes you sleepy," Kurt offered.
Blaine glowed with appreciation. "I love you so much, Kurt. So much," Blaine said sleepily.
"Yeah, yeah."
Blaine pouted.
Kurt smiled at his immaturity and leaned down to plant a lingering kiss on his lips.
When he pulled away, Blaine had a dopey smile on his face.
Kurt giggled. "I love you too, Blaine."