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Chapter twelve
3rd July 2022
Being married to Blaine was indescribable.
Kurt wished there was an adequate adjective but there was none. It was amazing, perfect, brilliant, incredible…but none of those words seemed good enough.
The only problem was, Kurt didn't have a huge amount of time to enjoy it. For example, now. He could never sleep when he knew he'd have to get up in a matter of hours. It was currently 3:37am and the alarm would go off at 4:30, signalling that he had to get up to go on yet another business trip. Luckily, this one was only a few states away and within driving distance. His hatred of planes still hadn't dispersed.
Kurt sighed and rolled over, turning to face Blaine. He was surprised to find that his husband had one eye open and was looking at him sceptically. Well, as sceptically as you could through one eye.
Blaine reached out an arm to loop around Kurt's waist and pull him closer. Kurt rested his head in the crook of Blaine's neck, smiling against the skin.
"Don't wan' you to go," Blaine mumbled, sleepily.
Kurt sighed again, sliding his own arms around Blaine's middle. "I have to, hun. I'll be back in a few days, though. You won't even notice I'm gone."
"That's a lie. I think I might notice when I try to have sex with the mattress and realise it's not you." Blaine replied, eliciting a snort of laughter from Kurt. "And when I wake up in the morning and the most beautiful man in the whole world isn't lying next to me," he continued, letting out a mournful sigh.
"Oh Blaine," Kurt's voice wavered, "you know saying stuff like that makes it all the more difficult for me to go."
"Then don't," Blaine whined, pulling his husband closer.
"I have to, baby," Kurt whispered, kissing Blaine's neck tenderly and smiling when the older man moaned slightly.
"How long do we have?" Blaine asked, his eyes falling closed.
"Just under an hour," Kurt replied softly against the skin of Blaine's neck.
"I'm sorry, what?" Blaine's eyes shot open. "Why didn't you wake me sooner? Why are we talking?"
Kurt giggled as Blaine smothered his mouth with a passionate kiss. He cupped the back of his husband's head, pulling him closer and smiling when Blaine's path continued down Kurt's neck and onto his bare chest. They both slept naked and Kurt was increasingly more grateful for this when he felt Blaine's body press against his.
"Mmm, Blaine," he moaned, ducking his head to capture Blaine's lips again. He pressed the older man back against the pillows and moved to straddle him, pressing their half-hard erections together deliciously.
"Oh God, Kurt," Blaine whined, pulling him down and reconnecting their lips. He let his fingers fall to tracing patterns down Kurt's back, clutching desperately at the porcelain skin when Kurt began to suck on his neck. He moaned again, moving his fingers down to rub against Kurt's entrance and this time, it was Kurt who moaned.
"Blaine, I want you so much," Kurt whispered into the shell of Blaine's ear, sucking on his lobe gently.
Blaine gasped, blindly reaching for the lube they kept on their bedside table. He found it quickly and wasted no time in slicking his fingers with it and pushing them inside of Kurt, who moaned deeply, all of the noises going straight to Blaine's cock.
"I love you so much," Blaine murmured against the skin of Kurt's shoulder before biting down on it roughly, making Kurt cry out with want.
"I love you too," he gasped. Kurt loved that their lovemaking could be rough and needy and desperate but still had a deep undertone of love and passion. It would never just be sex with them, it was always love making. The physical consummation of their deep love for each other.
Blaine's fingers were working Kurt open and rubbing against his pleasure point deliciously. With his free hand, Blaine was slicking himself up. "B-Blaine," Kurt managed to say, "I'm ready. I want – oh God – I want y-you."
It only took a second for Blaine to wriggle up the headboard and pull Kurt onto his lap. Kurt sank his hips down onto Blaine's, the older man entering him in one, swift movement. Both men cried out at the sensation, falling against each other and kissing passionately, pausing only to gasp and moan at the immense feeling.
Blaine began to rock his hips, thrusting up into Kurt and the younger man was pushing his hips down to meet Blaine's every thrust with a practised synchronisation. They moved in perfect rhythm, knowing exactly what to do to make the other feel good.
It lasted a long time, both wanting to prolong the time they could spend together in their own world before having to return to the real world and the fact that Kurt had to leave.
Blaine was growing increasingly close and clutched at Kurt desperately, making his thought vocal. Kurt nodded, indicating that he too was close but unable to form words at this precise moment as Blaine hit his prostate every time and he screamed at the amazing sensation.
Kurt reached down to touch himself before realising that he didn't need to. With a final snap of his hips, Blaine was coming deep inside of him and simply watching his husband come undone like that was enough to finish Kurt off and he came, hard, across both his and Blaine's chest.
He came down from his high to realise that Blaine was licking Kurt's chest clean and the sensation alone was enough to want to start round two. But right at that moment, the alarm went off, signalling that it was time to go.
They parted with sentiments of love and the same words as ever:
"Drive safe."
"I promise."
Being married to Blaine really was indescribable, Kurt concluded from behind the wheel of his car, wiping sleep out of his eyes and stifling a yawn.
It made it harder and harder to leave every time. He knew that it was only for a few days at a time but he'd waited years for Blaine and never wanted to leave his side.
But while his world had turned full circle and was now the most perfect it had ever been, the real world was still turning and it wouldn't wait for him. He had to keep up with everyone else to survive in his industry.
The hard work would be worth it. He loved his job…he just loved Blaine more.
Having sex with Blaine right before leaving had definitely not been a good idea. Feeling heavily sated and in no mood to drive, he'd left their apartment and now he was growing increasingly more tired with every bend he turned.
He could keep going, of course he could. He had to meet this deadline; he had to be at this fashion show. He knew how crucial it was. He couldn't let exhaustion get the better of him.
He wasn't tired.
He wasn't tired.
He wasn't.
He flicked the radio on for some light entertainment and smiled when he recognised the song instantly. Hey, Soul Sister. His first year at Sectionals with the Warblers. Blaine had been breath taking. Kurt had been a ukulele in the background, but that didn't matter.
Kurt allowed himself to drift back into memory. How beautiful Blaine had looked, young and in his Dalton uniform. How beautiful he still was, and how lucky Kurt was to have him. How much he loved Blaine. How much he wished he'd told him one more time before he left.
But Blaine knew he loved him. How could he not?
It still amazed Kurt, the magnitude of their relationship. How they'd survived against all odds and defied the odds that were stacked against them. How their love remained eternal, no matter what.
It was with these thoughts that Kurt drifted off.
He didn't see the approaching car. He didn't feel it hit him. He didn't feel the car roll off the road. He didn't feel his body break. He simply fell asleep, dreaming of Blaine.
Blaine awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. Glancing at the clock before answering, he realised it was only 6am. There was no way Kurt was there yet. So who was calling?
He took the call quickly, pressing the phone to his ear as he sat up in bed. "Hello?"
"Mr Hummel-Anderson?" The voice was unfamiliar, but it sounded like a woman.
"That's me,"
"I'm afraid I have some bad news regarding your husband, Kurt." Blaine's body went numb. "He was in a car crash and has just been brought into our hospital. He's still alive, but in a critical condition. We're doing everything we can but you need to come down to the hospital as soon as possible."
Blaine's mind shut down. He could only think one thing: He promised…
Kurt had to be alright. He just had to.
TBC…
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