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We were lying on his bed well I was, he was laying on top of me. He was in all of my senses, including taste, as we had been making out for about 15 minutes. I doubt we will ever be able to stop. Well I hope we never find the will to stop. I never knew that this is what I had been missing out on. Sure I had had boyfriends in the past but those kisses were nothing compared to how expertly Blaine traced my mouth with his tongue. The way our legs were tangled together I could feel that he had the same growing problem that I did. I run my hands up his back and under his top, and can feel his muscles tensing at the touch. "I want you" he breathes.
Its then that my eyes snap open. Shit. As my brain registers its surroundings I realize that we had swapped positions sometime in the night and I was now the big spoon. The dream may not have been real but something from it was defiantly real. And it was cm away from Blaine's arse. Oh god. What shall I do? Blaine's still snoring softly, so I guess I should try to get up without disturbing him. As I move my arm away he turns and grabs hold of me in a tight hug. He's a cuddle whore. Great. Just great. And to make matters worse the way he is now laying across me not only can he feel my problem against his thigh, I can feel his. Well my problem just increased.
I lay there for what feels like an eternity and Blaine finally wakes up, his curls messy on top of his head.
"Mmm... Morning" Blaine says voice still thick with sleep.
"Morning" I choke out as my problem is still very much there and from the feel of it so is his. Which makes me wonder why he is not as embarrassed as me.
"I hope you slept well. Would you like a coffee?"
"Yes please" I whisper still embarrassed about the current situation.
"Hey, look, don't be embarrassed about wanting to be cuddled last night. As you probably found out I am quite the cuddle whore." He says with a bright smile.
"That you are." I say after a moment's hesitation. I then get up and hurry to the bathroom attempting to keep the t-shirt over my problem. "Be back in a minute." I shout as I shut the door behind me.
Shit. Shit. Shit. He knows I'm embarrassed he just got the reason wrong. I splash cold water across my face and walk back to the living area, where the smell of coffee hits my senses. Blaine is sitting on the sofa with two coffee cups in his hand, watching TV.
"Thank you." I say as he hands me the coffee. After about half an hour, Blaine turns the TV of and faces me.
"So…"He begins.
"Yeah?" I reply.
"Last night was great, I liked having you an my arms and being in yours."
"Me too" I admit quietly.
"So I've decided I want to court you. Take you on a date tonight. If you'll accept." Blaine asks uncertainly.
"Yeah, of course." I accept with a wide smile, as Blaine's face lights up.
"Awesome! Now get ready I want take you home so I pick you up later. Like its our first date, which it is but you know it is our first official date. It was a stupid idea for-" He stops rambling when I put a finger over his lips. Trying to ignore how much I wish it was my lips on his a say "It's a great idea."
"O-okay." Blaine stutters when I remove my finger from his lips. We sit there for what feels like an eternity as both our eyes switch between looking at the others eyes and looking at their lips.
"Okay" I finally say breaking the silence. "Let me just get dressed and we can go"
When Blaine dropped me off, with a promise to pick me up at 7, I was surprised to see my dad in the living room.
"How comes your not at work?" I ask.
"I took the day off because we need to talk." He replies.
"Okay, I'll just tak-"
"Now Kurt." He almost shouts.
"Okay jeez"
"Right, tell me what happened Saturday night. You went out excited as you had a big date with Chandler, and come home and tell me that you broke up and all of a sudden Blaine's on the scene."
"Well…it was mine a Chandlers 1 year anniversary so I thought we was going somewhere romantic. Turns out I was completely wrong as he took me to a Key Party-"
"A what?!" he shouts over me.
"Dad. Calm down you don't want to end up in hospital." I wait for he to calm down and indicate for me to continue. "So I broke up with him. Don't worry I didn't join in on the fun. I noticed Blaine quite early on and by chance I picked him. Anyway we went upstairs and he practically broke down because he didn't want to be there either. So I suggested we go out somewhere to eat, and he agreed."
"So where do you and he stand now? I mean you stayed over for two nights so what went on. Actually don't answer that."
"Don't worry dad nothing happened I promise. I actually came home because he knew I would want to get ready for tonight and I had ran out of clothes which he knows from our shopping trip is important to me."
"Tonight?" He asks confused.
"Oh, we are going on an official date, because and I quote 'I want to court you' is what he told me."
"Okay I best leave you to get ready."
"Oh, and I bought you a baseball cap, as yours is looking a little tatty."
I spend the rest of the day getting ready for my big date with Blaine. I shouldn't feel nervous as I have spent 2 nights at his place and have spent a lot of time with him. But I have always had trouble with guys liking me as a friend and nothing more, a few being exceptions. All thoughts like what if he doesn't like me as a date but just as a friend? What if he realizes it is a big mistake and never wants to see me again? What then? I mean I have a hard time understanding how dark, handsome Blaine can even want to go on a date with me, I'm pale, and not even close to how muscular he is. But I push all of those nerves aside to get ready. I finally decided on the jeans Blaine complimented on when I tried them on that are black and ridiculously tight, a pair of DMs, a tight white shirt with long sleeves rolled up and a few buttons undone and a silver waistcoat. My hair is coiffed to a precision that I am secretly proud of. At 7 on the dot there is knock on the door. When I open the door I am stunned at how incredibly gorgeous Blaine looks. (Not that he doesn't always look gorgeous) His hair is slightly tamed so that it still shows off his curls, he's wearing tight red trousers that are just too short so it shows his ankles, black shoes, and a tight black shirt that his buttoned to the top as he has a cute bowtie on. His hands are held behind his back and his eyes are raking my body, before he realizes he has bee caught so he presents me with the red and yellow roses that he had hidden behind his back.
"For you" He breathes as he hands them over and gives me a feather light kiss on the cheek. No matter how delicate the kiss I still felt a spark spread through. I set them down on the hallway table. "You look beautiful." he says so sincerely it makes my heart clench.
"Thank-you" I reply as I walk out to his car with him, he opens the passenger door for me, which I have never had done for me before, so I am shocked and wondering as to what tonight will bring. "So where are we going I ask as he leaves my street."
He replies with a devilish grin "That is a surprise." So we sit in silence apart from the radio, which is playing in the background. After half an hour I ask again, impatient.
"Where are we going?"
"My, aren't we impatient."
"I just don't like surprises."
"Oh, I'm sure you'll like this one."
"Oh, really, how can you be so sure."
"Because I happen to know what you do and don't like when it comes to dates, as you told me 2 days ago."
"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that."
After a half hour more of driving, we reach a restaurant called 'Wicked: The Restaurant" when we park and walk up to the restaurant I am speechless. The walls are green, but not unpleasant, and white. The staff is dressed up as various characters, and the decorations are 'Wicked' themed. Its not huge but is fairly big and extremely busy, with families and couples everywhere.
"I have a reservation." Blaine states to the lady at the stand who I assume is supposed to be Glinda.
"Name?"
"Anderson"
"Okay, this way please" we are lead to the back where it seems all couples are and surprisingly it is quieter and more excluded. She leads us to a booth and leaves after leaving two menus and a promise that a waiter will be over shortly.
"So what do you think?" Blaine asks.
"It is incredible! I can't believe I've never heard of this place before."
"Its pretty new."
"Then how did you know about it?"
"I done so research, found it on the internet."
A waiter then turns up. "Hello my names Boq what can I get you?"
"Urmmm…I'll have the 'Popular' Gammon steak with chips, and a large diet coke." Blaine says.
"And I'll have the 'Wonderful' Chicken salad with a medium diet coke." As Boq walks away, I notice Blaine staring at me. "Whats the matter?"
"Nothing. Just you didn't get a lot."
"Well I've eaten too much over the last few days so I wanted something less heavy."
"Oh, okay. So, have you spoken to your dad yet?"
"Yes, he bombarded me with questions as soon as I got in the door."
"What did you tell him?"
"About what happened Saturday night and that I was going on a date tonight with you."
"What did he say to that?"
"About Saturday?"
"No, about you going on a date with me."
"He was okay about it. He actually thought that we were together and thought the reason I spent 2 nights at yours was because we were…urmm…doing stuff." Blaine starts laughing, and when he sees my confused face he chokes out between laughs "He talked to you about sex?! I bet that wasn't embarrassing at all!"
"Oh, yeah it was incredibly. I don't even think he believed me when I said we hadn't done anything." Our food then arrives and we say thank you in unison.
The next 20 minutes were in silence as we ate.
"So was it nice?" I ask him as he leans back and rubs his stomach.
"That was beautiful. What about you?"
"It was delicious. So want a desert?" I ask jokingly.
"Hell yeah!"
"Of course you do."
"Come on I want to share the 'As Long As Your Mine' Sundae with you."
"Okay then. But separate spoons." I tell him with a pointed look.
"Okay, okay, separate spoons." He orders the sundae and when it comes hands me a spoon and starts to dig in. The moans he makes as he eats sends all the blood rushing south. He then puts his spoon in front of my face.
"Try some." He says expectantly.
"I'm sure I can use my own spoon." I state.
"Come on, Kurt. Its not gonna kill you and plus it is totally romantic."
"Fine." I huff as I eat the sundae. Wow. That is good.
"See that wasn't too bad was it?" The rest of the sundae is then split equally using his spoon. Once we are finished and he pays we walk back to the car.
"Did you have a nice time?" Blaine asks as we drive out of the car park.
"I did. Thank-you."
"No worries."
"So…where does this leave us?" I ask anxiously.
"Well, I would defiantly like to keep seeing you." Blaine says sincerely.
"Good. I mean I want to keep seeing you too." We both smile widely and Blaine reaches over and takes me hand, sending a spark through mine.
When we get back to my house. Blaine asks.
"Would it be inappropriate for me to kiss you?"
"No, I want you too." I reply. And straight away there is a mouth covering mine in a tender kiss. My hand that is not in his hand moves up to cup his cheek as his sits on my waist. The kiss deepens when I feel a tongue slide across my bottom lip, to which I open my mouth to give his tongue access. We continue to explore each others mouths whilst fighting for dominance until we are out of breath.
"Wow."
"Yeah. Wow." I repeat.
"Good night Kurt." He says once we get our breath back and I start to open the car door.
"Good night Blaine." I reply as I give him a chaste kiss and go into my house. All I can think of that night is. 'He still wants me.'