As Kurt felt himself stir the next morning, he burrowed deeper into the warmth that surrounded him. Waking up more, he realised that he was tucked in against Blaine, his head fitting under Blaine's chin. They were lying chest to chest, and both of Blaine's arms were around him, holding him close.

Kurt tilted his head up, placing a soft kiss to Blaine's collarbone. He felt Blaine begin to awaken in response. As Blaine's eyes blinked open, Kurt shuffled further up the bed, his lips meeting Blaine's in a good morning kiss.

'Well, that's a nice way to wake up,' Blaine croaked, as Kurt pulled away slightly. Kurt smiled in reply, watching Blaine's eyes, getting lost once again in their liquid amber. The two of them just lay there, taking each other in. Blaine removed a hand from Kurt's waist, lifting it instead to his face, familiarising himself with every inch of Kurt's skin.

That was how they were when Wes and David both woke up, the two immediately leaning over to check on their tentmates. On seeing the way they held each other, and the adoring looks they were giving, Wes and David began teasing them.

'Aww, aren't they just so cute Wesy?' David commented, celebrating internally when Blaine buried his face in Kurt's shoulder, embarrassed.

'Try sickeningly sweet,' Wes retorted. 'I can actually feel cavities coming on.'

'I think you're right. What do you say? Should we go brush our teeth and leave these two lovebirds in peace?' The two slipped out the tent door, toothbrush and toothpaste in hand.

'It's safe now Blaine, they're gone,' Kurt told him, kissing him gently on the forehead.

Blaine lifted his head to look back at Kurt. 'Good,' he murmured, 'that means I can do this.' And Kurt felt Blaine's lips on his once again, no signs of Blaine's sleepiness remaining. The kiss was heated and passionate, and they both got caught up in it. Neither one broke away until they heard a sharp cough from outside their tent. They feigned innocence for the several minutes that Wes and David were in there, before continuing on from where they left off.

Breakfast was long over by the time they finally left the tent. They were rather relieved that no one was around. Both knew that their classmates would be very suggestive in their teasing, especially after they'd just spent a whole morning in each other's company.

As they grabbed something to eat, they tried to plan their day. 'We should go swimming in the lake,' Blaine suggested, getting excited at the prospect.

'I think it might be a bit too cold, babe,' Kurt told him, as Blaine pouted in response. Kurt couldn't help but think it was adorable, so leant forward to kiss him gently, sucking Blaine's bottom lip into his mouth.

By the time they pulled away, Blaine's fake pout had been replaced by a wide grin. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. 'Maybe we could just go sit on the jetty, then. Put our feet in the water.'

Several minutes later, they were sitting on the edge of the jetty, pressed together, shoulders, hips and knees touching. Their hands were entwined between them, and their feet dangled off the edge. They talked quietly together, discussing everything and nothing at the same time. As they sat there, Kurt realised that – after so many nights away from his bed – he was actually quite tired. Suppressing a yawn, he rested his head against Blaine's shoulder, snuggling into him.

Blaine smiled down at him, laughing when Kurt yawned loudly. 'Tired?' he asked. Kurt nodded sleepily in response. 'Why don't you lie down then?' Kurt just nodded again, before scooting along the edge, lying down with his head in Blaine's lap, their fingers still entwined.

As Kurt drifted between sleeping and waking, he noticed Blaine playing with his hair. He figured he should be annoyed, but it felt far too nice and he was far too tired to do anything about it.

After some time had passed, Kurt began to feel uncomfortable. He was lying along the edge of the jetty, and it was digging into his back. He shifted around carefully, trying to get more comfortable. But as he shifted, he rolled too far to the side. He felt himself lose his balance, and the next thing he knew he was falling. He hit the hard surface of the water, and was immediately aware of just how cold the water was. As he resurfaced, coughing and spluttering, he heard a loud splash next to him. With their hands still connected, Kurt had accidentally pulled Blaine in after him.

Kurt began struggling to keep his head above the surface. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt from behind, supporting him. They stayed like that for several moments, Blaine nuzzling his nose into Kurt's neck, before he started to swim them both to shore.

Both feet safely on solid ground, Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine, thanking him silently before beginning to speak. 'Come on, let's go get changed out of our wet clothes.'

As Kurt began to walk away, Blaine grabbed his hand, pulling him back in place. Kurt raised his eyebrow in question, confused. 'Let's just lie out here for a bit, dry off that way.'

Kurt nodded in agreement before watching in slack jawed amazement as Blaine peeled his shirt from his body. Kurt couldn't get over how toned Blaine was; the muscles in his stomach, his chest and his arms rippling. Blaine seemed to be talking to him, a bemused expression on his face when he realised that Kurt wasn't taking a single word in. Blaine stepped forward, tugging Kurt's own shirt off him, before pulling him down to lie on the grass side-by-side, Kurt still not offering any resistance.

After several moments, Kurt emerged from his shocked state, rolling over to his side to watch Blaine. Cautiously, he allowed one hand to trail gently over Blaine's chest, nervous at first before gaining confidence. As he explored every dip and curve, Blaine leaned up, capturing Kurt's lips in a blistering kiss. Kurt allowed his whole body to get lost in the kiss, hands continuing to roam over Blaine's exposed skin. Losing his breath, Kurt pulled away from the kiss, his mouth joining his hands in their exploration. He trailed kisses over Blaine's neck, his collarbone and his shoulders, pausing occasionally to suck at his skin. He wasn't really sure what he was doing, but judging from the noises – the moans and soft whimpers – that were slipping out of Blaine's mouth, he figured he was on the right track.

Xxx

As the afternoon wore on, Kurt and Blaine could hear voices coming from their campsite, a clear sign that everyone had returned from their day's activities. Reluctantly, they also returned but not before putting their shirts back on and fixing their hair.

On their return, they discovered that Puck had procured alcohol. Kurt was sure that everyone would have been scolded by Rachel about this, but since then they'd successfully managed to get her drinking. Most people were already well on their way to getting drunk, and Kurt and Blaine were quick to grab themselves drinks to join them. Kurt was a bit apprehensive about drinking after past experience, but Blaine didn't seem to have the same concerns; he was quick to catch up to the others.

Kurt had to admit that he could see why Blaine chose to drink. Gradually, as his blood alcohol level rose, he began to relax, he began to chat more freely, and he began to get louder. Kurt watched as Blaine marched over to Rachel – who by this stage was definitely drunk – a determined look in his eyes.

'So Rachel, is it true that you're dating Finn?' he asked. She nodded in response, watching him with big round eyes. 'So what the hell's going on with Thad, then?'

Rachel seemed surprised that someone would speak to her like that. 'Well, umm, well, he was so charming and dapper when I met him. And he must be talented, to be Warbler captain. And I do need a man who can keep up with me vocally. And it doesn't hurt that he's cute.'

Blaine paused for a moment, as if he was considering what she was saying. 'You do realise that none of those reasons are good enough to lose Finn over, right? Cos that really is a risk the way you're going. Not to mention that Thad's really not interested in you.'

Rachel watched Blaine for a moment, taking in what he was saying. Suddenly, she was rushing over to Finn, clinging to him and being overly attentive, as if she was trying to make up for lost time. Blaine, seemingly pleased that his job was done, returned to Kurt's side but not before he'd grabbed another drink.

As the two of them snuggled together, Kurt looked around at the others, amused at the way that most of them had paired off. David and Mercedes were sitting together, Finn and Rachel, Tina and Artie, Santana and Brittany. Kurt wasn't surprised to notice that Trent and Quinn were hanging together, as were Nick and Jeff. The remaining five guys were hanging in a group, although Kurt noticed that Wes wasn't looking particularly enthused. So it wasn't a shock when several minutes later Wes announced a giant game of Truth or Dare.

Everyone gathered around in a circle, and Wes began the game. Kurt didn't pay too much attention, preferring to focus his attention on his boyfriend who seemed to snuggle even more when he was drunk. But he did find himself getting distracted when Matt was dared to do a body shot off of Mike. Because, damn did that boy have some abs.

When Matt had successfully completed his dare, he chose Kurt for the next turn. Kurt was quick to choose truth; he didn't really want to do anything too embarrassing.

'Ok, umm,' Matt was thinking aloud. 'Who's a better kisser? Brittany or Blaine?'

'Definitely Blaine,' Kurt didn't even need to think about it. He noticed the Warblers – especially Blaine – regarding him with curiosity though, so he was quick to explain his straight phase. With his explanation finished, he picked David next who also chose truth.

Kurt already knew what he was going to ask. 'Including games like this, how many times have you and Wes kissed?'

'Never,' David told them adamantly. When everyone made sounds of disbelief, he continued. 'Look sure, we may be snuggle buddies, but we're both completely straight. We've never, ever kissed.'

David moved on quickly. Nick was next and he was dared to spend the rest of the game wearing just his boxers. Then Nick, sending a sly smile to Kurt, picked Wes. Another dare.

Nick's grin was wide. 'We have a situation we need to rectify. Wes, I dare you to kiss David for at least five seconds.'

Wes leaned towards David – who he'd managed to sit next to – placing an awkward closed mouth kiss to his lips. Kurt felt Blaine's breath on his ear. 'You know, our boy kisses are a lot hotter than theirs.' Kurt laughed at this, Blaine clearly was drunk.

As the game continued on around them, Kurt's attention was back completely on Blaine. Realising this, after several moments, Blaine continued to talk, his breath tickling the shell of Kurt's ear. 'I dreamt about you the other night.' Kurt swallowed, the memory returning to him. 'The things you were doing to me in my dream, Kurt. That dream it was –'

'It was hot,' Kurt told him, suddenly caught up in sharing that memory. 'Seeing you dreaming about me was so hot, Blaine. The way you were moaning, and saying my name.' Kurt couldn't quite believe that he was saying this out loud. But seeing the way Blaine's eyes darkened, he couldn't help but continue. 'I could feel what it was doing to you, and Gaga, you felt so big Blaine. Are you really as big as you felt?'

Blaine looked at him through his lashes, trying to be seductive. 'I could show you, if you want.' Blaine's hands were at his fly, undoing the button and Kurt could already see a bit of a bulge. Kurt really, really wanted to see for himself, but part of him knew it wasn't a good idea with so many people around. For the life of him though, he couldn't work out how to explain it properly.

Fortunately for Kurt, Thad was sitting on the other side of Blaine, and had decided to remain sober. He had seen what was going on, and decided as a result that it was Blaine's bedtime. He led Blaine off, lecturing Kurt on not going to the tent until Wes or David were also going.

Kurt spent the remainder of the evening feeling uncomfortable, a direct result of his conversation with Blaine. He tried to participate with the rest of the group, but he was rather relieved when it was finally bedtime. Making it back to his tent, he wasn't overly surprised to find that Blaine was already fast asleep.