"Wow, I didn't know people could have a fat allergy," Carole said as she dabbed her mouth with a napkin.
Blaine chuckled as he played around with the meat on his plate, waiting for the item to get cold. He normally didn't like his meat hot, or even warm, "It's rare yes, but I just have trouble breathing if I consume any type of meat fat. Which is why I brought some chicken with me. I hope it doesn't offend you," he looked up at Burt and Carole.
"No, no of course not!" Carole waved her hand at Blaine as Burt shook his head, "I want to make sure you're able to eat."
Blaine smiled, teeth baring, "Thank you."
Kurt smiled to himself as he watched Blaine charm his parents. He actually thought Blaine was kind of cute doing so. He saw his dads and Carole's reactions to Blaine and was relieved to see that they thought nothing of Blaine being a little different than other boys. They were impartial to his nice clothing, carefully worded sentences and well manners. Surely, they would've thought that this was strange coming from a teenage boy, or maybe they were just hiding their inner thoughts?
Nonetheless, Kurt was happy that everything was going smoothly. Even with Finn around. He normally points these things out faster than anyone else. They finished with a large swiss roll that Carole handmade earlier that day, and in respect, Blaine took a slice for himself. The family discussed where Blaine went to school, his family, any extracurricular activities he took part of and anything else that sparked their interests.
Blaine kept calm and collective when answering all of the questions being tossed to him. He mentioned that he's been at Dalton Academy since his freshman year, he previously played soccer for a few years but stopped. He still plays occasionally with friends though. He joined the Warblers in his sophomore year and has been in ever since. The Warblers have taken up all of his extra-curricular activities.
"So wait," Finn's head snapped up from his plate, "If you two are from different schools, how'd you meet?"
"Ooh!" Carole sat up and smiled, "That's interesting!"
The two boys chuckled and smiled. Kurt started, "We met at a sectionals sign up. Remember when Mr. Shue sent me to sign New Directions up?"
A quick, "Oh!" from Finn slipped before Blaine leaned into Kurt, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shue?"
Kurt looked over at Blaine, "Our teacher," Blaine nodded and took bites of his cold meat.
"And just to think if you two wouldn't have met!" Burt clinked his fork onto his plate.
"I know!" Kurt smiled and looked over at Blaine.
The family finished their meals and Kurt's parents granted Blaine to stay until 8:30, in order for him to get back to his house tonight. Kurt checked the clock and saw that it was only 7. As soon as Kurt and Blaine got up to Kurts room, Blaine unfurled a paper from his pant pocket.
Hearing the crinkle, Kurt turned to Blaine, "What's going on?"
"I have a plan," Blaine walked over to Kurt's desk and spread the paper. On the sheet was a list of people's names, some that Kurt recognized.
"Blaine," Kurt said, "I would love to just have a night with you, if possible," Blaine gave Kurt a sharp look, his eyes squinting, "But we... we could cross of the victims on your list... tomorrow?" Kurt sighed and began walking towards the other boy, "I mean to say, is that all we ever do is go after people, but I actually want to spend quality time with you."
Blaine looked back and forth from his list to Kurt, "Tomorrow?" he stared at Kurt.
Kurt smiled and nodded, "Tomorrow, I promise."
"Okay..." Blaine folded up his list and put the paper back in his pocket, "I just had new ideas I wanted to try. Like, to blame the Mothman, or to go to the near by couple's hangout. That cliff that overlooks Lima Heights Ad-"
"Blaine!" Kurt stopped him, "What did I say? Not tonight."
"Oh," Blaine slumped onto Kurt's bed, "Sorry," he leaned over towards Kurt and laid his head on the other boys shoulder, batting his eyelashes to make the point across.
Kurt looked away from Blaine and sighed, "Not working on me."
Blaine slowly wrapped his arms around Kurt and gave a gentle squeeze. Kurt smirked a bit and then quickly tucked the little smile away.
"Did I see you-"
"No," Kurt quickly stopped Blaine his tracks.
"No, I think I saw you smirk-"
"No!" Kurt folded his arms and turned away from Blaine.
Blaine thought Kurt was being cute and while Blaine liked that, he wanted something else from Kurt... He quickly got the idea to get his sttention back, he gasped, "Kurt!"
Kurt jumped back towards Blaine, bewildered, "What?"
He was quickly interrupted by Blaine's lips smashing into his. The collision was so hard, that Kurt fell backwards onto his pillows. A creak from the springs underneath the boys went through the room loudly. Blaine better positioned himself on top of Kurt, straddling him as he held Kurts face. Blaine kissed Kurt deeper, wanting penetration.
Finally, after a minute of sweet kisses, Kurt opened his mouth a little more. Tongues collided, heat grew, tastes were tested. Through closed eyes, both boys found each others hands and grasped firmly, Blaine moving Kurts arms above his head.
Kurt moaned Blaine's name into the other boys mouth. This just felt so right to him. After so long, he finally had a companion to share this emotion with and he was glad it was Blaine.
Blaine himself ran his hands down Kurts chest and slowly began sliding his shirt off of his torso. Their kiss only broke to fully take off his shirt. Kurt began doing the same for Blaine. Pulling his tucked shirt out of his pants and only breaking kiss to fully pull over the item over Blaine's head.
Blaine lowered his body even more into Kurts hips. Kurt arched his back and ran his arms all over Blaine's back in response. Blaine just held Kurts face and rubbed small circles with his thumb, only pausing his kisses to catch his breath or to wet his lips.
Once Blaine actually stopped to stare at Kurt. His eyes were closed and his breath was uneven. Slowly growing with a dewy sweat, his moaned unevenly and buckled his hips. Blaine looked at their touching hips and quickly back up to Kurts face. Eyes still closed, Kurt smiled.
Kurt moved up towards his headboard and began reaching out for his lover. Blaine without thought buried his face into Kurts chest and began giving him kisses again. Kissing and nibbling and full bites and sucking. His actions getting lower as the minutes passed.
As Blaine got to Kurts belly button, Kurt chuckled a little bit and covered his mouth with his hands, "I'm sorry!"
"Ticklish much, Hummel?" Blaine smirked.
Kurt tried his best to hide his laughter, "No! No, not at all!"
"Something is telling me that you're lying," Blaine's smirk turned into a full smile as he subconsiously wrapped his fingers around the top of Kurts pants.
Blaine grabbed Kurts hips and squeezed. Kurt howled with laughter, rolling around on his bed along with Blaine. That is until they heard a familiar voice, "Kurt!" his dad called, "Are you alright up there?"
"Oh my, God," Kurt whispered, "Blaine, put your shirt on! My dad'll be here any second."
They scrambled and as if they were in the nick of time, Blaine tucked his shirt in and both boys stood. Blaine immediately started pacing and Kurt went over to his desk and hunched over.
Burt opened Kurts door and looked at both boys, "You two doing alright up here?"
"Yeah," both of them would look at each other and nod, "We're doing great!"
"Okay," Burt nodded, "I prefer to have your door open when guests are around, alright, Kurt?"
"Yes, dad," Kurt nodded back.
"Alright," Burt looked at his watch, "Blaine you have twenty minutes before I want to see you off to home. Don't think we don't care about you, but I just don't want your parents worrying."
"Yes, sir," Blaine gave a nod.
Accepting the fate that Blaine would always call him, 'Sir,' he left towards the living room.
"Well," Blaine shrugged, "Tomorrow, we'll talk about what I've been thinking recently? I want to know if I should tell the Warblers or not. I want to run it by you first," he looked up at Kurt hopeful.
Kurt smiled again, "Okay, tomorrow. Lima Bean? Corner booth?"
"It's a deal!" Blaine went to hug Kurt, "I guess I'll get going since they opened the door and it's about to get way too dark."
As Blaine went downstairs, Kurt heard his dad offer Blaine a ride. Well, more like demand, "Alright, Blaine. It's getting too dark out there for you to be walking home yourself. I'll be driving you."
"Sure, sir!" Kurt smiled to himself again and fell to his bed.