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I've been sitting listening to my Glee playlist while mapping this story out and "4 Minutes" came on, GOD that boy is underused on the show. Give me some deep, rough, tough Kurt Hummel please. I do agree with most of the other fic writers out there that if Kurt doesn't think he is sexy someone needs to sit him down for a YouTube intervention. The things I could do to that boy, forgetting of course that I am straight and old enough to be his mother.

This chapter has proved hard 'cause I am not a New Yorker, know nothing about New York and am writing and multitasking with internet research. Hope you like. Short starter because the research on designers and shops etc is making me nuts

As always – Glee not mine – too damn bad, cause then I'd be happy and rich

Blaine woke up Saturday morning to the feel of Kurt wrapped tight against his back and butterfly kisses being gently trailed along his neck and shoulders. Kurts long fingers were teasing his chest hair and following the trail down to his stomach and beyond. He gently circled everwhere except where Blaine really wanted his hands. Blaine moaned at the feeling and turned on his side to look at the beautiful boy.

"You know something baby? I can't believe you ever compared yourself to a baby penguin. You are the absolutely sexiest guy alive, and I mean even over Orlando Bloom and Jonny Depp combined." He said cupping Kurts cheek in one hand and pulling him closer for a kiss.

"You say that now Mr Anderson, but do you honestly want me to believe that you would kick either one of those two out of bed?"

"Don't put words in my mouth dummy, insane I am not, but I would honestly rather have you there, here, over hollywood sex gods." He said leaning his head into Kurt's shoulder with a sigh.

"Thank you" Kurt whispered in his ear "I could get way too used to this feeling, actually am way too used to this feeling. It's weird, you know"

"What's weird, feeling this good?"

"I was just thinking about us. You realize that out of all the gleeks, you and I are the only ones who have managed to stay together other than Puck and Lauren? I mean the two most awkward couples of all, as far as the outside world was concerned, and we are the ones that have made it this far?"

Blaine leaned in and gave him a soft kiss "It doesn't suprise me at all, even if I am biased. I mean look at the four of us. Puck found someone that was so alike and unalike him at the same time, he had to fight to get her to officially go out with him. We all took our time. All four of us started our relationships as friends first, there was more to go on then just attraction and hormones. We didn't get together to avoid being alone, to be popular, or to make someone jealous. We ended up together and have stayed together because the feelings grew at their own pace, they weren't forced. I'm sorry it took me longer to get there than you, but in the long run I'm kinda glad. I think it made us stronger"

"I love you too. You think we will be this damn sappy in 20 years?" Kurt asked and then ducked his head with a shy blush, feeling like he over stepped.

Blaine reached over and brought Kurts chin up so he was looking deep into his eyes "I plan to"

Blaine had forgotten how Kurt could shop, like olympic sport shop. It seemed like they had hit every store in the city and that was before lunch. They started at Neiman Marcus where Kurt had to try on at least 15 outfits before deciding on one white button down with lace accents. Barneys brought a pair of relaxed acid washed jeans. Nordstroms was just hell and when they hit Filene's Basement Blaine began to rethink his plans for the day.

"Baby, how many pairs of skinny jeans do you really need to try on? I can't see a bit of difference between that pair and the last 6. They all look fantastic"

"Seriously? The first pair had detail stitching that the others don't, this pair has a slimmer cut in the ankles and a lower rise, the third one has silver rivets and accents instead of copper. Honestly, they all looked the same?" Kurt almost pouted as he looked in the mirror.

Blaine stepped up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, trying to get himself out of the hole he just dug himself "Let me rephrase Mr Fashionista, they all look extremely hot on that ass and if you keep trying them on I will not be responsible if I can't keep my hands off of you."

"That's more like it." Kurt smirked "While I enjoy shopping, I may have a slight alterior motive, and it seems to have worked so far."

Blaine moaned and said "Go pick the ones you want and we'll grab some lunch. I have a couple of designer shops I want to show you after lunch where you can explore to your hearts content."

Kurt leaned in and gave him a deep kiss "Lunch then more shopping, but I am going to make sure that I find just the thing to make you lose control before we finish. Do any of them have nice private dressing rooms?" He said running his fingers along the front of Blaine's jeans.

"Go. Get. Dressed." Blaine hissed and carefully adjusted himself in his jeans. "Lunch. NOW"