Sooo…..I hope you like this chapter. You've all waited patiently. I wrote it; blushing as usual, and listening to "Tonight, I'm loving you" on repeat track. More fluffy chapters to come! As a mothers day gift, I think you should leave me a review. (No, I'm not a mother. But I think it's what your mother would want you to do!...especially if she ships Kurtofsky!)

Kurt couldn't believe his own daring.

He'd just arranged a romantic assignation in the middle of the school day.

In the choir room, of all places.

What had he been thinking?

To be honest, he hadn't been thinking. At least not with his brain.

He'd been waiting in the choir room for two minutes and the cold, wet blanket of reality was starting to settle over him.

When he'd spoken to Dave, he hadn't been thinking. Hadn't been thinking about how the choir room was hardly a romantic location for a secret meeting. Where would they sit? The hard edged brown chairs? The piano bench? The floor?

Would they even need to sit? What if Dave wanted to lie down? God, where would they lie down? Was he ready to lie down with Dave? Even if he was; did he want to lie on the cold linoleum? What if anyone walked by?

Sure, they could lock both doors and pull the shades, but the teachers had keys. What if they didn't hear the door being unlocked? How would Dave react to being caught? What was Dave expecting from him, anyway? What if he wanted to…Kurt swallowed nervously…go all the way? Did they have time for that? How long did "it" take anyway?

This was a bad idea. A horrible idea. Whose idea had this been? He wasn't ready to lose his V card in the choir room during lunch. He had to get out of here, before something bad happened. He would wait for Dave outside and explain that he hadn't been thinking when he'd asked him to meet here. He'd...

All of Kurt's frantic escape ideas came to a stop. The door was opening. Oh God. He was here, at exactly the five minute mark.

Oh God, oh God, oh God.

Taking a deep breath; Kurt forced a polite smile on his face; prepared to be open and honest. Explain his concerns to Dave. And get the hell out of there.

Whatever he planned; whatever words he'd had on the tip of his tongue, they faded away. Seeing Dave stand in the doorway; his expression both hesitant and longing, it made the whole world fall away for Kurt. The hard seats, the possibly of being caught, the utter lack of romantic ambiance, suddenly it didn't mean anything. Being with Dave...it was all he needed. It was all that mattered.

Dave hadn't moved. Kurt sensed that he was waiting for some signal from him, some sign that this is still what Kurt wanted.

Kurt smiled; his eyes lowered, his voice hesitant.

"You didn't change your mind, did you? Because I didn't…change my mind, that is…ummm…I mean, I really like you, and I want to…if you want to…I would like…oh God…this is harder than I thought. The movies make it look so easy…I...ummm…"

Kurt couldn't remember the last time he'd been at a loss for words. He was always the one who had a witty remark or a suave way of saying things that impressed everyone. Something about this boy, this moment…it made his heart race; his palms sweat, and his brain completely short circuit. Taking a nervous breath, he licked his lips and prepared to try again. Except that he didn't have to try again. Because Dave was locking the doors and pulling the shades. And walking towards him. And talking.

"Kurt. I would be lying if I said that I didn't want this to happen. That I haven't dreamed of it a hundred times over…"

Kurt's eyes began to burn with unshed tears. Something about Dave's comforting tone of voice and the words that he was speaking; they made all of nerves fade away. Dave now stood directly across from him; close enough to touch. He was still speaking, and Kurt strained to focus on his words. But it was hard to not get caught up in his eyes, or to get lost staring at his beautiful mouth.

"I...I have spent too much time making you feel uncomfortable and fearful. I promised myself that when you came back that I would never cause you another moment's fear. And that includes now. Nothing means more to me than you feeling safe, and comfortable, and ready. "

Ducking his head; Dave mumbled the next few words,

"After what I've put you through, I wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to…ki...kiss me and..."

He didn't get a chance to finish what he was saying.

Grabbing the bigger boy by the lapels of his letterman jacket Kurt walked him backwards. Slowly. Locking his bright blue gaze with the other boy's dazed hazel one. Until Dave's back hit the wall. Then; throwing the last of his doubts and fears to the wind, Kurt leaned up to whisper in Dave's ear.

"I know this isn't the lockers, but if you'd like to kiss me until I can't breathe, I'm ok with pretending..."

With an agonized whimper, Dave gathered the other boy as close as he could; until they were pressed together from head to toe. Kurt angled his head to one side; his rushed breath intermingling with Dave's harsh breathing. It was all the invitation Dave needed.

One kiss and they went under.

The moment their lips met; they both stilled. Kurt had heard of 'electricity' before; but he hadn't realized that fusing his mouth to Dave's would send a shock through his whole system. One that Dave seemed to feel as well. Growling, the bigger boy turned them both, their mouths still frantically engaged in kissing, so that Kurt's back was to the wall. Forming a bracket with his arms, he surrounded Kurt with his body, his scent, his taste. God; who knew that Dave would taste so good?

He hadn't known. Hadn't known he could feel so much pleasure from the simple act of joining his lips with Dave's. He felt like he was drowning, falling, and looking straight into the sun all at the same time.

Dave broke their lips apart; sliding his mouth down Kurt's neck; and running his lips and teeth along that sensitive surface...and, oh God, was that his tongue?

Yes, it was.

Kurt hissed in a shocked breath, pleasure surging through his body in renewed waves. He couldn't hold back the words that tumbled from his kiss swollen lips.

"Oh my god, why did we wait to do this? I can't…I…can't think. What are you doing to me? God, that feels so good. I can't; Dave, I can't stand, my knees are weak...oh my God, I didn't know that really happened…"

Dave's low chuckle against his neck sent another wave of sensation through his body; further weakening his knees. He sagged against the wall; eyes unfocused, one arm locked around Dave, the other running through the bigger boy's hair.

Dave's arms came around him; supporting him, and kissing his way up Kurt's neck, his jaw line, until his lips hovered over Kurt's mouth.

It was Kurt's turn to whimper.

Frantically he tried to lure Dave's mouth down to his; wanting to feel the electricity racing through his body again, wanting to taste the unique, almost sweet taste of his lips. But Dave was pulling back even more; was talking.

"Kurt; baby, lunch ends in 2 minutes. We have got to stop. God; I've got to stop while I still can. Kurt; dammit..."

Kurt had discovered that; if he stood on his tip toes, he could easily run his lips along Dave's neck. Which he promptly did.

The other boy stopped talking the minute Kurt nipped his skin with his sharp teeth; quickly laving the area with his tongue. Then following that with a few seconds of playful suction.

Kurt hadn't heard a word Dave had said; so intent was he on his goal.

And Dave wasn't trying to talk anymore. Instead his breathing had gotten steadily harsher; and Kurt could feel his heart beating erratically all along their entwined bodies. He could also feel Dave' hips jerk forward with every pull of his mouth along Dave's hypersensitive skin. And just like Kurt; he seemed unable to stem the flow of passion drugged words that spilled from his now glistening mouth.

"We have to go…oh my God, that's it, baby…who the fuck taught you this? …no, no don't do that, it's too much...it's too much...oh God, never stop. Never, ever stop..."

Kurt was getting drunk on the other boy's words, and the uncontrollable feelings that were scorching their way through every surface of his body. Suddenly the cold linoleum was looking more and more inviting. He didn't care about anything. He just had to get closer. Had to…

RING! RING! RING!

The lunch bell reverberated like a gunshot through the choir room; resulting in the boys instantly jumping apart. Then staring at each other in a shocked stupor.

"Oh my God..." Kurt muttered, his voice disbelieving… "We've been in here for 20 minutes" It had felt like only a few seconds.

Dave smiled that sexy half smile that Kurt loved so much.

"I tried to warn you, Hummel"

Something about hearing Dave call him Hummel; after they'd just spent the better part of half an hour locked together in a passionate embrace, struck Kurt as hilarious.

He started laughing; which started Dave laughing. They laughed for a solid minute. That minute of laughter gave them the chance they needed. The chance to catch their breath. To refocus their dazed eyes. To tidy mussed hair, and tuck in rumpled clothing.

To try and pretend that the world hadn't just tiled on its axis. That everything wasn't different now. That they wouldn't be leaving this choir room different men then they had entered.

Grabbing his backpack; Kurt shuffled to the door; his eyes and smile suddenly shy again. Hesitant.

"Call me tonight, Karofsky?"

Dave; grabbing his bag and preparing to leave a few seconds after Kurt; smiled back, his eyes dancing.

"You looking for some phone sex, Hummel?"

Kurt couldn't hold back his laughter, one foot out of the opened choir room door.

"You are such a pervert, Dave….ummm, about today…I know I'm not good at this kind of thing...I mean…I've never…." Kurt didn't know why, but he needed some last minute reassurance. Something tangible and reassuring, which would tell him that this wasn't all one sided.

The crowds were starting to pour through the halls. They needed to leave now.

Dave smiled gently, his beautiful hazel eyes looking into Kurt's anxious blue ones. Leaning in, he whispered in Kurt's still sensitized ear, his gravelly tone sending chills up the smaller boy's spine.

"You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. Those were the 20 most amazing minutes of my life. It's taking everything in me to walk away right now, when all I want to do is touch you; have you touch me. I want your hands in my hair, your lips on my mouth, your legs wrapped around mine. I want to taste you; feel you, smell you, and be so close you won't know where you end and I begin"

Kurt's breath, which had been under control, was racing again. Desperately he looked at Dave; unable to make himself leave the other boy. Dave look equally affected, his hazel eyes locked on Kurt's lips.

Shaking his head, as if to clear it, he put a hand on Kurt's backpack, careful not to touch his skin.

"I'll talk to you tonight"

Giving Kurt a gentle shove into the hall, he grabbed his own bag and headed in the opposite direction.