A/N: I'm not even going to bother with excuses, or an apology. I'm just late and feel bad. :\
We're coming close to the end though, and I'll attempt to write a majority of my new story BEFORE I start posting it.
Anyway… I love all of you who have stuck with me and this story, despite everything!
"Kurt," Blaine's gravelly, on-edge voice huffed out, shakily, "Your dad is d-downstairs."
Kurt hummed a response, continuing his light biting and kissing on Blaine's neck, eliciting a small moan from the curly-haired boy's parted lips.
The two boys had been watching Aladdin in Kurt's room when Kurt had quite suddenly attacked Blaine's lips. Now, Kurt sat, straddling Blaine's lap, as the other boy sat propped against the headboard.
"K-Kurt! This is not appropriate to be doing in front of a children's movie!" Blaine managed to get out.
Kurt unlatched his mouth from Blaine's neck and met the boy's eyes. Kurt's usual bright blue eyes were now lust blown, and almost completely black. Upon seeing this, Blaine let out a low growl of defeat and roughly smashed their lips together. The kiss was a mix of teeth and tongue, and the two boys barely took time to breathe as their tongues battled for dominance.
"Boys—"
The sound of Carole's voice calling them from behind the door made the boys jump apart, Kurt landing flat on his butt on the floor with a loud thump.
"Shit, Kurt! Are you okay?"
"Boys, is everything okay in there?" Carole asked.
"Yeah! Everything's just fine!" Kurt called back, getting up and dusting off his jeans.
"Okay… Well, Burt and I are running to the store, is there anything either of you need?"
"No, we're fine. Thanks, Carole," Kurt called, adjusting his now extremely tight pants.
"Okay, we'll be back soon!"
The boy's listened as the sound of Carole's footsteps continued to get softer and softer until they could be heard no more. When they heard the door slam and the car start, Kurt groaned.
"Dammit! Why do they always do that? Every single time they go and do that! It's like they know!" Kurt yelled angrily before plopping down on the bed.
Blaine chuckled and shook his head, "I'm more concerned with the fact you somehow got all hot and bothered while watching a Disney movie," Blaine said, only partly joking. "I mean, who does that, Kurt?"
Kurt punched Blaine lightly, "Shut up. I mean, can you blame me? We haven't had any... "alone time" since you've been here, Blaine! I'm getting frustrated!"
"We're alone now…" Blaine said, beginning to advance on Kurt.
"No we aren't. Finn's in his room," Kurt pointed out.
Blaine rolled his eyes, "It's Finn."
"Exactly, it's Finn. Just last week he walked in on us and your hand was—"
"Okay! Point taken!"
Kurt groaned and fell onto his back, "I'm so tired of this. We can never get a break!"
"Well, what if we made a plan?"
Kurt perked up a bit at this, "Continue…" He urged, looking interested.
"We could set up a date night for Carole and Burt, say we think they need a night out. They could go for dinner and a movie, or dinner and a night at a hotel," Blaine suggested.
"And Finn?"
"We could ask the guys to plan an all-nighter and invite him," Blaine shrugged. "Then we'd have the whole house to ourselves. We could do whatever we want," he grinned.
"Blaine, you're a genius!" Kurt replied, attacking the boy's lips once more.
"Honestly Dad, we'll be fine," Kurt said for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, as he ushered his father and step mom through the door.
"I don't know Kurt, it's just—Blaine just got here, and I think it might be best if we—"
"Nope," Kurt cut his father off, "Blaine's fine. I'm fine. Everyone's fine. Take a vacation, Dad. You and Carole need one! You two have done so much for both of us; you deserve this!"
Burt rolled his eyes, "It's our job, Son." Burt eyes watched Kurt thoughtfully before he sighed in defeat, "Fine, fine! We'll go. But no parties, or drinking, or drugs, or—"
"Dad! Calm down, we know the rules," Kurt chuckled, "Now go have some fun! The hotel has a Jacuzzi in the room…" Kurt said, attempting to persuade Burt out of the house.
"Okay, okay, we're going." Burt said, holding his hands up in surrender. He pulled Kurt into a hug, "I love you, Kid."
Kurt pulled out of the hug and smiled, "I love you too, Dad."
Burt nodded slightly before looking to the couch where Blaine lay, spread out watching TV. "I'll see you tomorrow, Blaine! Watch my son, got it?"
Blaine looked up from the TV and sent Burt a mock-salute, "Yes Sir." The small statured boy jumped from the couch and ran over to the three at the door.
"Have a great time, you definitely deserve it. And… thanks again… for letting me stay with you, and just—just thanks."
Burt pulled Blaine into a hug and patted his back, "Anytime."
Blaine smiled at Burt as they pulled away from each other.
"Oh, Sweetie we're so glad to have you! And thank you boys for setting this up, Burt and I appreciate it," Carole beamed, pulling both Blaine and Kurt into a hug. The two boys laughed and nodded.
"No problem Carole," Kurt smiled.
"It's the least we could do for you two," Blaine nodded.
"Well, alright boys… behave. We'll see you guys tomorrow!" Carole patted both boys once on the shoulder before she turned and grabbed Burt's arm, "Now come on Burt, we'll be late for out reservation."
With that, the pair made their way outside, Burt carrying the suitcases while Carole steered him by the arm. After packing their things in the car, the two were off. When the car was out of sight, Blaine closed the door, making sure to pin Kurt against it after doing so.
"Behave. Yeah, right," he whispered huskily into Kurt's ear, his hot breath causing goose bumps to pop up all over Kurt's pale skin.
Kurt grabbed at the back of Blaine's neck, crashing the boy's lips to his and allowing his hands to roam around freely. As Blaine's tongue made its way into Kurt's mouth, Kurt's hand found the bottom of Blaine's shirt, and shimmied under it. Blaine let out an audible moan as Kurt's hand came in contact with the skin under his shirt, making its way slowly up his back and pulling his shirt with it.
"Hey dudes did—AGH!"
The two boys against the door jumped apart immediately, both wearing a look of annoyance and shock.
"Finn!" Kurt screeched.
Blaine's shoulders slumped and he let his head fall on his boyfriends shoulder, "So close."
"I'm sorry! I just—I'll go and… and I didn't even see anything. No, it's all good. Sorry—just. Ugh!" Finn babbled as he covered his eyes with his giant hands and attempted to walk out of the room, only to bump into the door frame. "Sorry," He said once more before finally making it out the door and bounding out of the room.
Kurt groaned, "That idiot!"
Blaine chuckled at his boyfriend, who put his head on Blaine's shoulder, "Aw, come on! He didn't mean to," Blaine too was frustrated, but he kind of felt bad for the big lug.
"No! I don't even care! Every single time we're in the middle of something he ruins it! I'm so sexually frustrated that I actually want to pull out my hair, and I never want to pull out my hair. It's too amazing to be pulled out, but I want to so bad!" By the time Kurt was done speaking his head was off of Blaine's shoulder and his face was red with anger.
Blaine put his hands on his boyfriend's shoulders, "Babe, calm down. We'll have the place all to ourselves tonight," he practically sang the words, and he felt Kurt's shoulder sag a small bit in relief. "Then we can do whatever we want." Blaine winked and watched Kurt blush. It still amazed Blaine how one moment Kurt could be completely fine with the mention of sex, and the next he was all blushing and stuttering. He found it quite endearing though, "You know, you're kind of hot when you're pissed too."
Kurt rolled his eyes and pushed at Blaine playfully, "I thought I was always hot?" He quirked an eyebrow, challenging the other boy with his eyes.
"Well, of course you are, but especially when you're angry. Or when you're wearing pants like those," he snaked his arms around the perfectly coiffed boy's waist and pulled him close before his hands slid down to the other boy's ass and tapped it lightly.
"No funny business, Anderson. Who knows when the damn T-Rex will appear."
Kurt had never given too much thought about how he'd lose his virginity, mainly because the whole Idea of sex in general freaked him out. Of course, as a teenager with hormones practically oozing from his body, it's not like he never thought about sex, just not often. Sex was always the one subject Kurt ignored when it came to friends, parents, and even Blaine; the subject that, when brought up, received what many called "Five-Year-Old Kurt," which meant that Kurt ran around the room with his fingers in his ears, humming whatever song was on his mind at the time to block out the words of the other person. But lately things had changed. Now it wasn't just brief thoughts, it was an over powering yearning for it. Sure, Kurt wanted romance, but now he also wanted fiery passion. It was definitely a new feeling for Kurt.
Kurt and Blaine had had plenty of heavy make out sessions, and they'd definitely ventured below the waistband a few times, but they'd never actually had sex. Kurt knew Blaine had already had sex twice, he'd remembered Blaine telling him around the time they'd first met. Later after the two boys had started dating, Blaine explained what had happened.
It had been his sophomore year, and he had just switched schools because the bullying at his previous school had gotten out of hand. At his new school there were actually a few different out gay kids and it was nice because Blaine finally had people to relate to. He befriended some of them, one better than any; his name was Luke. Luke was a senior who had come out his freshman year. Blaine and Luke spoke a lot; Luke was Blaine's first real gay friend, so Blaine asked Luke a lot of questions and advice. The two became very close over the next few months, and near the end of the school year they started dating. Blaine wasn't Luke's first boyfriend, he had dated one guy from the school, and a few others from around the area; in other words he didn't lack in experience.
One night, only about two months into their relationship Luke invited Blaine to his house for a date night. They had watched a movie, Luke had made dinner, and following dinner Luke told Blaine that he loved him and he wanted to have sex. Although he was nervous and unsure, Blaine said yes. A week after they did it Luke broke up with him, telling him that he had never actually loved him and that it never would have worked out because he would be leaving for college.
Blaine's second time was that weekend when he went to a party and drank his sorrows. He and the other guy had been drunk, and after it happened they agreed to never mention it and the two never spoke again.
Needless to say, Blaine's experiences with sex hadn't been all that great. But now he was with someone he loved that truly loved him back, and he knew that if there was anyone he wanted to do it with, it was Kurt. Kurt definitely agreed with Blaine, there was no one else he could imagine having his first time with.
So, after the two sent Finn on his way they had dinner, and went to Kurt's room. At first the air was awkward between them, both a bit unsure of themselves and nervous, but eventually their nerves were replaced with lust and love and need. Clothes were shed, skin was touched, and sighs filled the air.
"I love you, Kurt," Blaine said as they cuddled up underneath the covers. Blaine played the role as the big spoon, holding Kurt tightly against him, his neck buried in the dip of Kurt's neck.
Kurt let out a content sigh, "I love you too."
Both boys' hearts swelled. In this moment, everything was blissful; a moment that could never be forgotten only cherished for the rest of their lives. The two boys fell asleep that night wrapped up in each other's embraces with small smiles on their faces.
A/N: So, I think I've mentioned before that I suck at smut. If you've been expecting more than epic make outs, and I just crushed your hopes of smut, then I'm sorry, but that's about all you'll get when it comes to sexy times. I am the female Kurt Hummel guys. Sex is… awkward. I blushed hardcore just writing that.