Dislaimer: Glee belongs to FOX, the writers, producers, actors, etc. I am making no money from this, and no copywrite infringement is intended. All quotes were found online and are attributed to their authors if I could find them.
AN: And now we have a much longer one. Why do my stories always get longer when I get to the smutty parts? And how sweet and adorable can Klaine become until it's just too much?
Rated M for sexual situations between two males, although I don't get nearly as descriptive as many of the fics I've read.
Reference: After the first "I love you" confessions in "New York"
Fade Into You
By Lady Callista
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"Love is giving someone the power to destroy you and trusting them not to." -Unknown
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Chapter 5: Love and Trust
I love you.
I love you, too.
The words echoed through their heads for a long moment as their eyes held once Mercedes and Sam wandered away. Kurt could swear they echoed through the very air itself.
"I really wish I could kiss you right now." Blaine whispered huskily.
"I'm almost willing to risk it," Kurt breathed back. "But my house should be empty."
They beamed at each other as they rose simultaneously, hands linking and cheeks heating as they walked out of the coffee house, shoulders brushing as they headed up the street.
The short walk over to Kurt's house was silent, yet filled with stolen looks. His hand felt cold the instant he dropped Blaine's to get his keys from his pocket, and his heart stuttered when he felt Blaine's hand brush over the small of his back,
"Anyone home?" He called out as he stepped inside, holding his breath for a long moment, butterflies in his stomach when he was greeted with silence.
He spun to face Blaine as the younger boy closed the door behind them, raising both hands to cup the face that had become so precious to him. Half because he just wanted to hear the words again, and half because he couldn't contain all the love flowing through him, he whispered, "I love you, Blaine."
Blaine's eyes misted slightly, and he was back to looking at Kurt as if he had hung the moon. "I love you so much."
Their lips met then, as they wished they could have earlier, hands caressing over faces and backs as their mouths slowly opened, tongues tangling and teasing.
Kurt was the one to finally break away, breathing harshly from how passionate the kiss had become. "I wish we could just stay like this forever."
Blaine's smile was adorable, but his eyes twinkles with mischief. "I can think of something even better."
Kurt cocked his head curiously, eyes widening as Blaine took his hand and began to slowly move them towards Kurt's bedroom. His voice shook with anxiety. "Blaine…"
"I'm not…" Blaine trailed off, instead turning his head enough to give Kurt a reassuring smile. "Just trust me."
Kurt smiled back, nodding automatically even though the butterflies were still fluttering in his stomach. He did trust Blaine implicitly, had in fact never trusted anyone more in his entire life. And from the very beginning, Blaine had never pushed him into anything he wasn't ready for. In fact, the phrase baby penguin steps had become somewhat of a running joke between them.
Blaine released Kurt's hand at the entrance to the bedroom, stooping automatically to pull his shoes off as they always did in Kurt's room. Kurt echoed the movement, and then Blaine had his hand again and was pulling him towards the bed. Despite his trust, he was about to question Blaine again when the boy spoke softly as they sat side by side on the bed.
"Do you remember the night I slept here, with you?" Blaine asked quietly.
Kurt nodded, face heating as he remembered dragging the drunken boy from Rachel's party, and the long debate he'd had in his head on the drive home.
There had been no way he was going to bring Blaine back to the boy's own house, knowing his parents would react very badly if they woke up. Not that Burt would have been happy to discover Kurt had been at a party with alcohol either, but he had hoped if he got caught that his dad would give him credit for staying sober, as well as making sure his friend didn't drive drunk.
"I almost had you sleep on the couch, but the bed is big enough, and I figured it would be more comfortable." Kurt answered, nearly exactly the same words he had said to Blaine that morning that seemed so long ago.
"I remember waking up at some point during the night, and I wasn't sure where I was or how I had left the party. I was confused, and a little scared, and… And you… I could feel someone curled up against my back, and an arm around my waist. I…" Blaine said softly.
Kurt's eyes widened as he blushed. Blaine had never mentioned that before! "I didn't mean to…I must have been asleep, and…"
"I could smell your cologne." Blaine continued softly, as if he hadn't been interrupted and wasn't interrupting in turn. "And as soon as I realized it was you I stopped being scared. I knew you wouldn't have let me do anything too stupid, and well, it was nice. It was nice to be close to someone like that. I just fell back to sleep."
The reason Blaine had brought them here was suddenly clear, and Kurt felt his heart melt at the sweetness. He slid back unto the bed with a smile, holding a hand out and feeling the spark when Blaine took his hand, moving up beside him. "I wish I had woken up that night." He offered, blush fading . "That was the first… the only time I've ever slept in the same bed with someone."
"Well I doubt either of us will fall asleep, but…" Blaine trailed off with a wink as he lay down, turning onto his side with his back to Kurt.
"I've never told anyone I love them before, I mean besides my family." Kurt admitted as he cuddled down behind Blaine, sliding his lower arm under the pillows while his top one wrapped around Blaine's waist. Blaine caught the hand in his own, bringing them up to rest over his heart. "And I've never meant it more."
"Me either, and me too." Blaine mumbled, realizing with a belated smile that Kurt was probably the only person that would understand that.
"You were right, this is better." Kurt said softly after they had lain there in silence for several minutes. Before he could second guess the impulse he shifted his head slightly, laying a gentle kiss on the back of Blaine's neck.
Blaine let out of soft sigh of pleasure, whispering, "You could do that again," even as he tilted his head down slightly to kiss Kurt's fingers.
Kurt obliged, peppering the back of Blaine's neck with soft, slow kisses. Blaine let out another sigh, clutching Kurt's hand tighter and shifting his body slightly backwards on the bed, wanting to eliminate the last inch of space between them.
Kurt's lips froze as Blaine's ass wiggled back against him, and he felt his body take an immediate interest.
Blaine stopped moving, almost stopped breathing, as he felt Kurt grow against his ass. Hormones flashed as his own body responded, yet he kept himself motionless by sheer willpower, not wanting to spook Kurt, and definitely not wanting him to move. He would have smiled if it wasn't for the tension he suddenly felt from his boyfriend. "It's okay." He breathed, tilting his head again to lay more kisses over the back of Kurt's hand. "It's normal."
"I know it's normal, but not from… from just this." Kurt whispered back, very nearly mortified.
"Then we're not normal together." Blaine's voice was patient, and after weighing the possible consequences Blaine began to move his hand down his chest, pulling Kurt's along with him. He moved slowly, giving Kurt time to hopefully figure out his subtle words and realize his intentions.
Kurt remained motionless, yet allowed Blaine to move his hand, as he realized the implications of the words. Blaine was saying that he was also…
"Don't freak out, okay?" Blaine breathed as their hands skimmed over the buckle of his belt.
Kurt swallowed harshly as he realized Blaine's intent, yet before his brain could process the fact that this was several steps, and ones rather larger than normal, his hand was over Blaine's hardness, and all other thoughts flew from his head.
It was Blaine's turn to be motionless now, although he couldn't stop his body from jumping at the initial contact. He heard both the shock and fragility in Kurt's gasp, and carefully didn't press further. He wanted friction, wanted to rub against the hand, or at least know what if felt like gripped around him. Instead he carefully removed his hand, sliding it behind his back to rest lightly on Kurt's outer thigh because that was all he could reach.
Kurt took a deep breath, feeling a sudden surge of heat flow through him, making him grow even harder. He gasped as he felt Blaine twitch under his hand, and quickly slid his hand back up to rest on Blaine's slightly rounded stomach. It took everything he had to not slide his own hips back, but the warmth settling in his belly, and the solid heat of the boy in his arms, slid over the fear and shock until he realized the real problem.
He said it out loud almost as soon as he thought it, "It's scares me, how much I want you." Blaine had tensed the instant he moved his hand, and now he felt him relaxing even as their fingers linked again. "I dream about moments like this and I want them so much, but then we're actually here, and I still want to but then I get scared."
"Scared of what?" Blaine asked gently, his thumb running soothingly over the back of Kurt's hand.
"Of…, well, of exposing myself to someone this way, for one." Kurt confessed, and even the act of admitting that fear took a certain amount of courage. "Because every step we take, it seems like I fall more in love with you. I'm afraid of giving you everything, letting you see all of me, and then losing you somehow. Or of hurting you, or you hurting me. I'm also afraid that if you ever do push I won't be able to say no. And more than anything I'm afraid that even knowing that, part of me wants you to push."
"I'm a little scared of some of those first things too, but I love you and I trust you. I have to believe that no matter what, our hearts will always be safe with each other. And you know I won't push." Blaine replied immediately. "It has to be right for both of us."
"Blaine, you just put my hand on your…" He couldn't even say it out loud.
"I didn't mean anything more by it than…" Blaine trailed off, trying to explain the action to Kurt. He started over, "I wanted you to know it really is okay. And that just because… because that happens, it doesn't mean that we have to go further. I don't want you to be embarrassed that our bodies react to each other."
How did I get so lucky? Kurt asked himself as he felt the tension in his body release at the sincere words, cuddling back in. A few more layers of the denial and fear about this kind of thing faded away, because it really didn't feel strange or wrong, just new and maybe a little exciting. Someone loved him this much, trusted him this much, to be this vulnerable with him.
Instead of mocking Kurt for his embarrassment, or pushing him beyond his comfort zones, Blaine had instead turned things around, showing that he was just as affected by their simple nearness. It was okay that their bodies reacted to each other, because it was just an extension of how their hearts and souls had already joined.
Kurt almost chuckled at the corny thought, although the fact that he was still the tiniest bit disturbed that he had just had his hand on his boyfriend's… cock, he made himself think it, caused him to ask quietly, "I'll try to stop being embarrassed about it, but can we, umm…"
Blaine rolled over until they were facing each other, their arms automatically shifting to wrap around each other, giving Kurt a soft kiss before whispering, "We can do whatever you want."
"Can we keep our hands above, um, above the waist?" Kurt managed to steady his voice, comforted by the easy acceptance and understanding shining in the hazel eyes that were gazing adoringly into his own.
"Whatever you want." Blaine repeated softly, a mischievous glint coming into his eyes again. "What about…" Blaine kissed him softly once more, sliding the hand on Kurt's back up and down gently before slipping his fingers under the shirt, trailing slightly rough fingers over the slight bumps of Kurt's spine. He felt Kurt shiver against him, but when he neither broke the kiss nor voiced a protest Blaine deepened the kiss, nibbling lightly on Kurt's lower lip before their mouths opened and their tongues began to gently caress.
Kurt sighed his way into the kiss as Blaine's hand flattened out on the small of his back, his existence narrowing to the heat of the hand on his back and the heat of the slightly chapped lips under his own. He let his own fingers crawl under Blaine's shirt, his touch feather-light against the other boy's side, tracing over the smooth skin with something akin to reverence.
"Okay?" Blaine breathed a long moment later, when they separated just barely enough to catch their breath.
"More than okay." Kurt breathed back, his hand still resting on Blaine's bare side, fingers gracefully tracing small circles. "It feels like my skin is humming when you touch me like that."
Blaine took the hint, his fingers once again gliding up and down Kurt's back. Such a simple touch, but it seemed he would never grow tired of it. "So can we just lay here kissing, and touching above the waist, until someone else gets home?"
Kurt grinned at the teasing tone that Blaine's voice took on when he specified where they were touching, and knew if he hadn't loved him long before this moment he would now. He had definitely fallen deeper in the last five minutes. "How did I get so lucky?" His mouth stayed slightly open in shock on the last word, realizing he was not only repeating his earlier thought, but that he had just spoken it out loud.
Blaine's heart stuttered, and he felt his eyes widen at the surge of love that went through him at the tender question. His response wasn't an answer, but an honest confession. "I ask myself the same question every time I look at you."
Then leaned in at the same time, lips brushing gently as their hands resumed careful explorations of each other's backs. Slight pressure on Blaine's part brought Kurt in the last few millimeters that kept their chests from pressing against each other, and as the kiss grew their hips naturally slid together as well.
They rubbed softly against each other for a few seconds, and then Kurt gently shifted back. He didn't freeze up, nor did he stop kissing or touching, but he also didn't repeat the erotic touch.
Blaine accepted that without reservations; he always treated every tiny bit Kurt blossomed sexually as the gift it was. It was a gift that made them both incredibly happy; Blaine because it showed just how much Kurt loved and trusted him, as well as allowing him to show him own love in return, and Kurt because every new step he took was another thing to got to share with Blaine, another way for them to express what they meant to each other.
This time it was Kurt that tightened his arms, pressing their chests together even more firmly.
Blaine grunted slightly in surprise at the casual yet surprising show of strength, but the sound was lost in the increasing passion of the kiss.
When Kurt shifted their chests apart again after a minute or an hour, Blaine didn't even have time to worry before he felt Kurt's hand sliding up his bare stomach, and the catch of the fabric on his sides as the shirt slowly bunched and pulled up. And this time it was him who broke the kiss, gasping when Kurt's slightly cool fingertip got high enough to brush against his nipple.
Kurt shifted back then, rising up onto his elbow and gazing down at his slightly disheveled boyfriend with adoring eyes. The shirt was rucked up all the way to Blaine's armpits, and Kurt eyed the honey colored flesh with something akin to wonder as he let his fingertips trace over Blaine's pectoral muscle, grinning in fascination when it twitched under his fingers. Which reminded him of other things twitching under his hand, and caused his face to heat. But he concentrated on the warm, smooth skin under his fingers, until finally another muscle twitch caused the heat of embarrassment to shift to desire.
Kurt pushed lightly against a shoulder, and their eyes locked again as Blaine rolled fluidly to his back, his eyes widening and then dilating to burning flames in the space of a second. Kurt shifted on the bed, using his lower arm and hip to move himself down until his breath blew warm over Blaine's side.
Their eyes were still locked, the unspoken question in Kurt's being seen and answered in a very encouraging way, and then Kurt leaned up, bracing a hand on either side of Blaine's torso, his hips shifting to press into the bed as he leaned down to softly drop a kiss in the middle of Blaine's chest.
"Kurt…" Blaine breathed in wonder, his hands moving to slide under Kurt's shirt again and grip his waist with hands deliberately forced to gentleness.
Kurt repeated the caress, lips moving delicately and slightly higher than before. Blaine made a sound he had never heard before, and that he could only describe as somewhere between a moan and a gasp, and suddenly everything else slid away. His only goal was to make his boyfriend make that heady sound again, because it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.
He let his lips continue to trail light kisses up Blaine's chest, and had almost reached a peaked nipple when he froze at the sound of the front door opening. Kurt pushed back at once, flopping onto his back beside Blaine and trying to think of the most horrible thing that had ever happened to him to get himself back under control.
What Blaine was thinking he couldn't guess, but their eyes stayed locked on each others as they heard Burt call out upstairs. "Be up in a few minutes, Dad." Kurt called out, surprised that his voice sounded relatively normal.
"That was…" Blaine looked stunned. "Wow, Kurt… just, wow."
"I really liked that." Kurt admitted, licking his lips slightly and enjoying that he could still taste Blaine on them. "And I think you did too."
Blaine heard the hesitant wondering in the second sentence, and this time he was the one who leaned up on his elbow, fingers tracing lightly over Kurt's cheek before he traced just his pointer finger over slightly swollen lips. "You're amazing."
"So are you." Kurt breathed, holding eye contact for a long minute, their lips just about to meet again when a clatter from upstairs caused them to spring apart guiltily.
"I'm not complaining in the slightest, but what brought that on?" Blaine asked as they both sat up, and he reached out automatically to smooth Kurt's hair into place.
"I don't know." Now that the hormones were fading, Kurt had no idea what had made him daring enough, well, daring for him anyway. But he certainly didn't regret it. "It was just what I wanted to do."
Blaine's eyes softened even more, and he couldn't help saying it again, now that he was free to he felt like he wanted to say it at every opportunity. "I love you."
"I love you." Kurt answered, squeezing Blaine's hand before letting it go. They got out of the bed on opposite sides as a reminder to keep their hands off of each other, carefully and automatically straightening clothes before they both headed for the stairs.
Kurt couldn't resist catching Blaine's hand before he opened the door, pulling him back for a short but achingly sweet kiss, whispering the words again. He couldn't believe they had waited so long to say them.
