A/N—this is the final chapter for my story "Prelude". The next story, a continuation of "Prelude", will be coming shortly—if you'd like. Let me know your thoughts.

Kurt picked up his pants, and looked at Blaine for more of an explanation of his last statement.

None came.

"Perhaps I heard wrong...but did you just refer to me as your "live-in boyfriend?"

"I did. It has a nice ring to it, no?"

"It absolutely does. But I think we're glossing over one specific issue. We don't live together."

"Well, not yet. But my offer to your Dad still stands. You move in here"—Blaine's smile was always disarming-"and life will be perfect."

"I think this night is almost becoming more than my brain can handle at once." Kurt said with a laugh. "You do understand that we can't live here together. It's…too small."

"Not really. I mean, we'll obviously be sharing the bed, and we have the living area here," Blaine looked around.

"My assumption is that we will be so caught up living on love that food will no longer be an issue, and therefore we don't need a kitchen."

"Well…come on Kurt, it's just a minor detail. Think about it. Waking up every morning together…spending every night together". Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt to complete the sentence. "It will be amazing. Lets go tell my parents."

"Whoa…Blaine, I've never even met your parents, and the first thing we're going to do is tell them we are going to be living together...on their property? Don't you think we should allow them some time to warm up to the delight that is me?"

"You don't want to live with me." Blaine sat on the arm of the couch, crestfallen.

Kurt walked over to him and put his arms around his neck.

"Of course I do. But there are things that need to be worked out first. I mean, can you see the look on my Dad's face when I say to him "Listen, you can have that rec room that you've always wanted because I'm going to be living with Blaine". He's had health problems. I don't want to be responsible for a relapse."

"Burt likes me. Or, I think he does. Things have been a little blurry on that front lately."

"Besides, there's the whole school issue. My parents really can't afford Dalton right now, even without the board fees. I'm going to have to stay at McKinley at least until the end of the year".

"Fine." Blaine got up and walked into the bedroom. He finished getting dressed without saying another word about it.

"Ok, what is this, the silent treatment? I'm not saying no, Blaine. I'm just saying that we need to work it out…realistically, not on a whim. And, you know…we don't have to do this just because of what happened between us earlier."

"Wow…so you think the only reason that I would want us to live together is so that I can get a little piece of Kurt Hummel whenever the mood hits me".

"When you put it like that, it's almost too hard to resist" Kurt answered sarcastically.

"Come here." Blaine put his arms out for Kurt, who happily stepped into his boyfriend's embrace. "Let's do this-we'll grab something to eat…. come back here…and we'll talk about it"-Blaine kisses Kurt along his collar line "and we'll talk about it. Ok?"

"Ok. But remember, we need to be adult about this for it to work out." Kurt looked around. "We may need to put an addition on. My wardrobe is extensive."

"What are you hungry for?".

"Oh, honey…what a loaded question. Come with me."

Kurt took a moment to change the sheets using a set he found in the closet. "There, better".

"See, you're becoming my little Hausfrau already."

"Do me a favor and get in bed. I need you to do something with that mouth besides talk". Where on earth did that come from, Kurt thought to himself as his cheeks flushed.

Blaine complied with his boyfriend…. now lover…and climbed into the bed. He started chuckling when he realized that they were still half dressed. Kurt has never fully gotten his pants on, and Blaine's shirt was nowhere to be found. "You know, if there's some kind of emergency and we need to flee in a hurry, things could get a little sketchy".

"Take off your pant's Blaine". Kurt looked at his sexy partner and couldn't wait to see him naked again.

"Take off your pants Blaine—what?" He loved it when Kurt pouted and said please.

"Take off your pants Blaine…now".

"Yes, dear". Kurt resisted the urge to hit Blaine with a pillow.

"Can I ask you something?" Kurt suddenly turned serious.

"Kurt, you need to stop asking if you can ask me something. Just say it".

"Do you promise that you've never done this before with anyone?"

"If my memory serves me, I believe you and I did this earlier. Or was it so unremarkable that it's slipped your mind?"

"Oh, no…it has not slipped my mind. Actually, it's all I can think about. I just don't want to be compared to someone else…with more experience".

"What is it going to take for you to understand there has been no one else? No one has ever touched me in places that you have, and I will tell you without question that I have not done to anyone else what we did earlier. And I never will. It's you, Kurt. Only you. Now come here".

Kurt took his shirt off and climbed into bed next to Blaine. He has barely pulled up the blanket when Blaine kisses him hard, almost to the point where Kurt couldn't breathe. Not that he minded. Blaine's kisses were amazing.

"I want you so much", Kurt looked at Blaine, his heart melting at the mercy of those eyes.

"I'm yours Kurt. Just tell me what you want to do".

"I want to do this"—and Kurt took some of the pillows and put them underneath Blaine, lifting him slightly off the bed. "I want to look at you when I'm making love to you. You're so beautiful". Blaine reached his hand out to touch Kurt's blushing face. "Then we'll do this the way you want to Kurt. However you want".

Kurt wrapped his fingers around Blaine, and could feel the immediate reaction. "Do you like this?" Kurt was looking at Blaine with those big blue eyes as he spoke.

"I do...you know I do". Blaine watched as Kurt teased him with his fingers, then his tongue. "How about this?"

"Kurt, I should probably tell you that I will not be able to handle that for very long."

"Good…then how about this?". and Kurt wrapped his mouth around Blaine, pulling tightly as Blaine began to move his hips slowly. God, Kurt is amazing, and how could he ever have thought for a second that he wasn't sexy. This was driving Blaine insane.

Blaine tried to focus on Kurt's face, but could not keep his eyes off of what Kurt was doing to him. His sweet, innocent Kurt who knew exactly what he was doing. Kurt let go of Blaine, and pulled Blaine's hand up so that he was touching himself while Kurt prepared to give Blaine what he had given Kurt earlier. All of him.

Kurt opened the tube and covered his fingers, then watched Blaine's eyes close as he slid inside of him, getting him ready. "Blaine, look at me. I love you so much". Kurt began to breathe harder as he struggled to control himself, grabbing Blaine's legs and pulling him higher onto the pillows. "Tell me you want me".

"Kurt, please…I want you…" Kurt made sure that he had covered himself enough, and looked into the eyes of his partner as he slid inside of him, holding onto Blaine's legs, wrapping them around him as he went deeper, then sliding his fingers around Blaine as he moved in and out slowly, tears running down his face as he watched Blaine go over the edge. "I love you, Kurt" Blaine cried out, causing to Kurt to follow right behind him.

"I don't want to move", Kurt said, looking down at Blaine. I want to stay inside of you forever."

"You know", Kurt said later, cuddling up with Blaine, "my father said that once I started having sex, I wouldn't want to stop".

"And?"

"I think my father is a very, very smart man." Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine's curls, which were wet from sweating. "We need a shower".

"Give me two minutes, Kurt. I don't think it's humanly possible for me to stand right now."

Kurt thought for a moment, a smile creeping across his face. "Ok. Let's do it".

"Dear God, Kurt…are you trying to sex me to death?".

"No…live together. Let's do it".

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