I am awful at updating. Like... awful. But I have an excuse: I have finals.

Anyway, I'm gonna wrap this story up within... 3 of 4 more chapters and maybe

an epilogue.

This chapter starts fluffy and then it's smutty smut :D

Chapter 20: Do you wanna touch me?

"So... Your place or mine, baby?"

"I have homework, Blaine. You can come over, but it'll be to watch me work."

Blaine pecked Kurt on the lips and grabbed his car keys. "Watching you do anything never gets old, Kurt. So, I guess it's your place?"

"I guess it is."

Kurt sat in the passenger seat, though he usually refused to let anyone drive his car. But if Blaine looked at him with that gorgeous smile, he'd do anything. That smile, those eyes and his sweet words... he'd really give him anything. He knew it... he was addicted to his boyfriend. Well, there were worse addictions.

Blaine looked at Kurt out of the corner of his eye. "Is watching me drive like a thing for you? Because you're... staring."

"Just like you enjoy watching me work", Kurt answered dreamily.

They continued their trip home, sharing glares and chuckles, though they were both in their little dream world. Thinking about each other.

The taller boy shook up when he saw his house. He must've dozen off for a few minutes. Blaine smiled. "Maybe you should take a nap before you do your homework? You look really tired."

"I'll nap after homework. It's just vocabulary for French, an assignment for math and I have to finish up my book report for English. It's a lot, but it's not too difficult."

Kurt stepped out the car and grabbed his bag. Blaine met him at the door, taking his boyfriend's bag and followed him into the house. Kurt went immediatly to his room to get to work.

Blaine took care of a little snack and drinks for the both of them in the kitchen. After so many visits, he knew where to find everything. He loved the Hummel house. It felt warm and homey. And everything here... everything breathed Kurt, which was the main reason why he loved it. That sweet scent of his aftershave, mixed up with the wood of the warm, dark furniture Kurt had picked out with his stepmom... He loves this place.

When Blaine got in Kurt's room, he chuckled when he saw the boy sitting at his desk, just staring at his laptop. He wasn't doing anything, he was just looking at it. Hoping the sentences would appear out of nowhere. The poor guy was too tired to even write.

"Kurt, this isn't working," he walked over to the boy and scooped him up. He laid him on the bed. When Kurt was about to open his mouth to protest, Blaine continued. "You know what? I'll do your math homework and you can learn your French tonight or tomorrow. You're amazing at French and you helped me with my homework last week, so i'm just returning the favor. And if I know you well enough, and I believe I do, that book report is already finished. You just want to make it perfect. Is it due for tomorrow?"

Kurt shook his head and stopped protesting. Apparently it hadn't been the best idea to phone each other before bed. They had been talking until 1 pm and they had spend this weekend also together. Sleeping wasn't made for when they were with each other, they liked each other's bodies too much for that.

Blaine had tucked him under and started doing the homework. He had taken calculus 2 at Dalton, so these exercises weren't too hard. Once he was finished, he could join Kurt, so he worked as quick as possible.

An hour later, the young boy woke up in the arms of Blaine. The latter had enjoyed Kurt's unconcious state to be the big spoon. "Hey sweetie. Did you enjoy your nap?"

Kurt mumbled something and turned around to be closer to Blaine. He snuggled up against his warm chest and wrapped his arms around the body. "You are warm," he looked up at Blaine and kissed him, "Thank you for being such an awesome pillow."

The smaller boy let out a laugh. "Gee, thanks, Kurt. I've always dreamed of you saying that." Kurt gave him a little slap against his chest. "Don't tease me when I'm waking up. You were really awesome in my dream."

"And I'm not anymore?"

Kurt wanted to say no, but when he saw that smile and that goofy gaze, he was lost again. The things Blaine did to him. "You're still awesome..." He rolled Blaine on his back and sat on top of him. This gave him a perfect acces to the boy's beautiful mouth. He started kissing Blaine and it was obviously that this wasn't just a kiss. Kurt Hummel wanted an epic make-out session. It had been hard to say no when Blaine was almost jumping him at school today, but now they were alone in his room. The perfect moment to make up for all of this.

Blaine got up to support himself with his elbows. This movement caused the boys' hips to get closer, both feeling the mutual excitement. Blaine started moving his hips to get more friction. This made little noises escape from Kurt's mouth. Kurt moved his hand to Blaine's shirt and grabbed it, as if he needed support. He started feeling around and rested his thumb on Blaine's nipple, starting to draw little circles around it. Even through the shirt, Kurt felt Blaine getting goosebumps and heard him shiver a little bit. So he climbed of Blaine and laid down next to him. He tugged at the shirt of his lover and pulled it over his head. This caused the boy to let out a moan. He started opening Kurt's button-down shirt and attacked his neck with fierce kisses. Kurt threw his head back and shook off his shirt. Blaine laid him back on the bed and explored the milky chest with his mouth. He trailed a path of kisses along the sharp collarbone, drew a line down to the rosy nipple and started licking around it. He sucked, licked and touched every little inch of Kurt's chest.

Kurt's pants got to tight because of his hard on, so he unbuttoned them. He slid his hand under the jeans and started rubbing his own cock through the thin fabric of his Armani boxershort. Blaine used this little moment to pull Kurt's pants all the way down. When that piece of clothing wasn't a problem anymore between them, he moved his head back to Kurt's stomach. While he ket kissing there, his hand covered Kurt's and palmed the boy's erection.

Kurt removed his own hand and put it on Blaine's hair. He felt his boxershort being removed and suddenly Blaine didn't touch him anymore. The countertenor whimpered, but his boyfriend only wanted to make sure if this was okay.

"Please, Blaine... Touch me... It hurts..."

Blaine smirked and put his hand around Kurt's shaft. He jerked it off a few times, causing Kurt to thrust into his hand. Blaine started kissing around his boyfriend's manlove and heard reassuring moans. "Oh... Blaine... mmm..."

He kissed the head of Kurt's dick and swirled his tongue around that sensitive spot. He held his hands on Kurt's hips to prevent him from bucking into his mouth. He decided to go a little further and took more of Kurt in his mouth, which lead to more moaning and whimpering from Kurt.

It did feel awesome, the boy realized. The last time Blaine did this to him, it had all been planned out, but now... This was unexpected, they were both relaxed and they were in private. Feeling the warm and wet mouth from the hottest and sweetest guy ever on him made Kurt feel like the best.

He felt his climax building up in his body, so he grabbed Blaine's hair a little harder to warn him. "I'm close." But Blaine didn't stop sucking, he just continued. Kurt was confused for... a half second, but when he felt Blaine's hand touching his balls, he was lost for what was right or wrong. He stopped thinking and couldn't stop his hips from moving to Blaine.

With one last passionate thrust into the wet warmth of his boyfriends mouth, he couldn't hold back anymore and came hard in Blaine's mouth.

Kurt fell back exhausted and Blaine joined him almost immediatly on the bed. He was still hard, but most of all he was happy to see Kurt so... at ease. Who would've thought that sex could be so awesome for the young Hummel. A year ago he had been miserable and was being bullied at school and now... here he was. Laying back on the bed after an amazing blowjob from his longterm boyfriend. This was pure happiness.

That was until his dad walked in. "Hey Kurt, Blaine, what do you want to..."

When he saw the lack of clothes on his son, he turned around as quickly as he could. Kurt heard him running down the stairs. "Oh, God... Stay calm, Burt, stay calm. You knew this was going on, stay calm. Breathe... Oh... God... My little boy..."

Blaine chuckled when he heard that, but Kurt didn't appreciate it. He gave Blaine an angry glare. "This is not funny!"

"I thought it was... It's not like he saw us during..."

Kurt, who was still only standing in his boxers, facepalmed. "No, I was just on bed. Naked. After you... That's embarrassing," he sighed and threw Blaine's shirt to him, "I think you should get dressed."

Blaine grumbled, but he took his shirt. He didn't even remember taking it off, but apparently that happened in the heat of the moment. "Do we have to go... talk to your dad about it? He lets us sleep in the same bed, so he has to suppose that we do this, right?"

"Yes, he knows about this. But you have a good imagination, Blaine. So use it."

Blaine looked confused, so Kurt explained what he meant. "Okay, you want kids one day, right? Imagine our little girl, or boy," he paused a second to watch Blaine's confusing turn into pure happiness, "Okay if you put two and two together now... Little girl or boy... Hormonal teenage boy. Like yourself."

And the utter happiness disappeared again. Blaine looked like he just had seen something horrible. "Oh... I think I'm gonna run before your dad grabs his shotgun." He chuckled nervous and grabbed his bag. "Are you gonna be okay if I go home now?"

"Yes, honey, I'll be okay. My dad just has to get over the shock. It's a good idea if you aren't here during that... process."

"Then I'll see you tomorrow, baby." They hugged each other in the hallway and Blaine gave Kurt a little peck before he stepped out. When Blaine reached his car, he was tackled by his boyfriend. "You don't think you can leave me without a propper kiss, mister Anderson?"

They chuckled and Kurt got his kiss. A deep, passionate kiss. Blaine sucked Kurt's lower lip and bit it a little bit, which made Kurt push him away teasingly with his tongue. The shorter boy's lips parted and Kurt started exploring his lover's mouth. Blaine always tasted sweet. Their tongues swirled a last time around each other before they parted. "See you tomorrow, Blaine."

The breathed harshly. "Can't wait."

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