Author's Note: Yay! Another Chapter :)
I started this a while ago and never finished it, but I finished it today and decided to upload it.
Thankyou to my wonderful friend Shannon for beta-ing it :)
Warnings: Mentions of sex, slash, kissing, excessive amounts of fluff. Like... it's so sweet you'll have to go to the dentist.
Disclaimer: I don't own the the characters unfortunately, but the story is mine :)
"Hey you." Blaine said, arms winding around Kurt's waist.
Kurt looked over his shoulder and swatted at Blaine's hands.
"Blaine, we're at school." He hissed.
Blaine stepped back, looking at Kurt apologetically. Kurt noticed the white rose and red envelope in his hand and immediately felt guilty.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped." He said, stepping closer to Blaine and touching his arm.
Blaine let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Kurt.
"I, uh... I brought you something." Blaine reached out an arm hesitantly and Kurt took the rose, smelling it quickly and putting it in his locker before taking the envelope from Blaine.
Blaine brought a hand to rub the back of his neck nervously as Kurt opened the envelope quickly.
"Blaine, what is this?" Kurt said, almost breathlessly.
"It's... it's a picture of my parents' vacation house. They bought it a few years ago and got it furnished but no one's ever had a reason to use it." Blaine said, still obviously nervous.
The hall was almost deserted now, most kids having gone to their classes. Blaine grabbed one of Kurt's hands and Kurt looked up from the photo, staring at Blaine looking both confused and excited.
"It's... very nice. But why are you showing me this?"
"Well. I know we've been talking about it a lot and we've both decided we're... we're ready." his tone hushed slightly. "I thought that maybe we could go away... this weekend. I talked to your dad about it the other day when I dropped you off. I made sure you were in your room before I discussed it with your dad. He's fine with it. He did mumble something about a shotgun but I think it's okay. I just thought it'd be nice... We don't have to if you've changed your mind or whatever but I thought it would be cool to get away. We don't even have to do anyth-"
Blaine was cut off by a pair of lips on his. He sighed happily and kissed back, arms wrapping around Kurt's waist. Kurt broke away and immediately pulled Blaine into a tight hug.
"I love you." He whispered into Blaine's ear, a tear slipping off his cheek and onto Blaine's grey fleecy jacket.
"I love you too." Blaine smiled wide and squeezed Kurt tightly.
"So," Kurt let go of Blaine but stayed close. "This weekend?"
"Yup." Blaine smiled proudly and Kurt who giggled and ducked his head, only just realising how much he must have been blushing.
"How on earth did you get my dad to agree with it?" Kurt asked, shutting his locker door and making his way down the hall.
"Mr. Hummel. I love your son very much, and I'm sure you noticed that he's been extremely stressed lately. I feel a weekend away would do him good, if you are amenable. I promise to take very good care of him and not pressure him into anything." Blaine said putting on a dapper, overly-polite voice.
The two of them giggled, walking to English. It was the only class they had together besides History, and Kurt praised Blaine internally for choosing a day where their first class was together.
000
It was Tuesday morning when Blaine told Kurt about his plans for the weekend. It was now Friday afternoon, and Kurt had never been more nervous in his life.
He was going to have sex with Blaine.
No. He was going to make love to Blaine.
It wasn't like he didn't want to, and he knew that Blaine thought he was attractive so he didn't have to worry about Blaine rejecting him. In fact they were quite familiar with each other's bodies.
He was worried about messing up.
Yes, he and Blaine had spoken about it before, and Kurt wasn't the baby penguin he used to be, but he couldn't help but worry that he was going to do something stupid or say something stupid or make a stupid noise. He really didn't want to ruin his first time almost as much as he wanted to avoid ruining things for Blaine.
Kurt was freaking out, to say the least.
000
It was Tuesday morning when Blaine told Kurt about his plans for the weekend. It was now Friday afternoon, and Blaine had never been more nervous in his life.
He was going to have sex with Kurt.
No. He was going to make love to Kurt.
It wasn't like he didn't have a plan, and he knew Kurt was a hopeless romantic, so he would appreciate what Blaine had planned. In fact, he was quite proud of it.
Yes, he and Kurt had spoken about it before, and Blaine knew enough about the mechanics of it to get by, but he couldn't help but worry that he was going to do something stupid or say something stupid or make a stupid noise. He really didn't want to ruin his first time almost as much as he wanted to avoid ruining things for Kurt.
Blaine was freaking out to say the least.
000
Kurt heard Blaine's special knock on the door, shot off the couch and sprinted to the door. He'd been buzzing with excitement and nerves all day. Blaine had insisted that he pick Kurt up that afternoon so he could go to the vacation house and clean up some stuff beforehand.
"Hi." He said, shamelessly looking Blaine over and making a small noise of approval.
Blaine was dressed in a white fitted t-shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of red converse sneakers. Simplicity at it's finest Kurt thought.
"Hey." Blaine beamed up at Kurt, handing him a bunch of white roses like the one he gave him the other day, but these had red at the tips of the petals that faded into the white.
"Thanks." He blushed and sniffed them delicately. Blaine smiled and felt relieved that Kurt like them. He did some research, and apparently red and white roses signify unity. An insignificant detail to most, but at least Blaine understood.
"You ready?"
"Yeah, I'll just grab my bags."
"Allow me." Blaine said, trying to sound gentlemanly but failing to completely hide the nervous shake in his voice.
The boys loaded Kurt's bags into Blaine's car and Kurt said goodbye to Burt, Carole and Finn. Blaine thanked Burt and Carole extensively for letting Kurt come out for the weekend. With one last hug to everyone, including an especially awkward one between Blaine and Finn, the two were off.
000
"So, how far away is this place?" Kurt asked, breaking the almost-silence. The only other sounds were the tires on the asphalt and the radio playing softly in the background.
"Uh, well from here it's about an hour, but if the traffic stays as good as it is now, we should be there in forty-five minutes." Blaine smiled and read a hand over the centre console to squeeze Kurt's.
Kurt squeezed back and moved their hands so they were resting on Blaine's knee.
The rest of the car ride was filled with the boys singing along to radio, trying not to let the nervous tremors in their voices show.
000
"Well, here we are." Blaine said, pulling up a dirt road into a long driveway.
Kurt looked out the window in awe at the wide expanse of grass and trees.
"You... you own all of it?" Kurt asked, gobsmacked.
Blaine just laughed nervously and nodded. The driveway was fairly long, and Kurt just stared out at the horizon, sun slowly setting and casting a slightly orange light on everything.
When they got to the end of the driveway Blaine stopped the car and came around to Kurt's side to open his door and help him out. Kurt recognised the house from the picture Blaine had given him the day he had asked Kurt to go away for the weekend.
It was fairly big and made of a light, cream coloured brick. There was a patio out the font with a couch-swing and Kurt thought he could spend all weekend just sitting there looking out onto the lake that was at the side of the house.
"Like it?" Blaine asked, walking around to the trunk of his car to grab Kurt's bags.
"Yeah." Kurt smiled, but then looked at Blaine and cocked his head in confusion. "Where are your bags?"
"Oh. I already brought mine. I came to set some stuff up before."
Blaine shrugged and laughed nervously, ducking his head to try and hide the blush that was developing on his cheeks, thankful for his tanned skin.
Blaine led Kurt up to the door, putting the bags down quickly to hold the door open and let Kurt in. Kurt took a few steps and looked around, vaguely hearing the door click behind him and his bags being put down on the floor.
He stopped to look around, and felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist.
"Do you like it?" Blaine asked softly into Kurt's ear, placing light kisses to Kurt's neck.
"I love it." Kurt said, leaning his head to the side to expose more of his neck to Blaine.
Kurt turned around in Blaine's arms, arms wrapping around the shorter boys neck, and kissed him tenderly.
"And I love you." He looked into Blaine's eyes and made sure Blaine knew he meant it.
"I love you too." Blaine said, pecking Kurt on the lips before grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him down the long hallway and stopping at a door. It was getting darker outside and Kurt could feel his stomach rumbling.
"Stay here for a second." Blaine said before slipping through the door.
Kurt heard some shuffling from behind the door and smiled. This was probably the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for him.
Kurt was startled when Blaine slipped back through the door.
"Come here." Blaine said softly, taking Kurt's hand. He pulled Kurt in front of him, facing the door, and put a hand over Kurt's eyes.
Kurt smiled. So he has a surprise for me?
He heard the door open and he and Blaine took a few steps forward.
Blaine removed his hand and Kurt's eyes opened, Kurt immediately freezing with shock when he saw what was left out.
There was a small table in the middle of the large room with a vase of white roses and some candles of different sizes in the middle of it.
"Blaine, I..." Kurt was speechless. Blaine just smiled and led him to his seat, pulling it out and then pushing underneath Kurt when Kurt sat down.
Blaine walked over to the kitchen, pressing play on his iPod which was sitting on a dock on the bench on the way, and grabbed two bowls of spaghetti.
"I know that you really like my spaghetti... it's your favourite dish that I make, so I thought I'd make some tonight." He said setting down the bowls on the table.
"Thank you." Kurt said, catching Blaine's hand as he pulled it up and squeezing it.
The boys ate in mostly silence, the playlist Blaine had put together just for Kurt the only sound. Kurt couldn't help smiling at every new song. Blackbird, Candles, Defying Gravity. One after another songs played that reminded him of different parts of their relationship.
Every now and then one of them would give a shy smile over the table and occasionally their hands would brush, but they stayed silent.
When both of them had finished Blaine stood and took the bowls into the kitchen.
"Would you, uh... Would you like some sparkling cider?" He asked nervously.
"Sure, I'll have a glass or two." Kurt said
Blaine smiled, pulling out two glasses and a bottle and passing them to Kurt.
"Take these out to the living room... please." He said, pecking Kurt on the lips and then pointing to a doorway on the far side of the room.
Kurt walked through and saw that there was a mattress on the floor that had white sheets on it, surrounded by red and white rose petals. There were candles in different sized coffee jar scattered around the room, flickering and casting a shadow over the whole room. Kurt really couldn't believe his eyes.
He moved over to the bed and sat down, putting the glasses and bottle on the table before laying down and closing his eyes. He could still hear music playing softly from the other room, the smell of rose petals was in the air and the candles were flickering behind his eyelids. He didn't even notice when Blaine slipped through the door into the room until the mattress dipped next to him and a kiss was pressed to his cheek.
He smiled and sat up, eyes flickering open slowly. Blaine knelt up and turned to the table behind them, pouring them a glass of champagne each and handing one to Kurt before grabbing a plate from the table and putting on the bed between them.
The plate was full of strawberry's and there was some sort of chocolate sauce in a bowl in the middle.
"I love you... So much." Kurt said to Blaine, leaning over the platter to give him a kiss.
Blaine smiled and grabbed a strawberry. He dipped it in the sauce and let the excess drip back into the bowl before bringing it up to Kurt's lips. Kurt wrapped his lips around the end of the Strawberry, taking a small bite and pulling back to chew it.
Blaine just stared at Kurt wide eyed for a while before bringing the rest of the strawberry to his own lips and popping it in.
Kurt licked the chocolate sauce of his lips and hummed in approval. He reached behind him and grabbed the glass of sparkling cider. He let the liquid run down his throat, tilting his head back and shutting his eyes.
Oh My God Blaine thought, staring at the way Kurt's adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed. The slight smile on his face with his eyes closed and head tilted back... It was such an innocent action, but Blaine couldn't help his body's reaction.
When Kurt opened his eyes he looked at Blaine, who was sitting still, eyes lust-blown and mouth gaping at Kurt.
"What?" He asked, cheeks going a deep shade of crimson.
"Uh... nothing." Blaine said nervously, shifting his legs to try and hide the bulge that was forming in his pants.
The boys ate most of the strawberry's and chocolate sauce just listening to the music coming from the kitchen and revelling in the feeling of being so close to each other.
Kurt smiled. If you had of told him a year ago that he would be sitting with his gorgeous, amazing, sex-on-a-stick boyfriend, feeding him strawberry's and mentally preparing himself for the night ahead, he probably would have laughed at you and then given you his best bitch face.
But here he was, Blaine biting into the strawberry the Kurt was holding up for him, totally and completely at ease.
Once most of the Strawberries were gone Blaine picked up the plate and put it back on the table.
He didn't have time to plan his next move before a pair of lips were attacking his, sweet and tender, but still affirmative. Blaine moaned as Kurt's tongue swiped over his bottom lip and he opened his mouth. The two kissed for a long time, tasting each other's mouths. They knew there was no rush; they had all the time in the world.
"Kurt." Blaine said, slightly breathless. "Just, wait here for a second. OK?" He brushed his thumb across Kurt's cheek tenderly before standing up and crossing the room.
When he returned and sat on the bed he was holding a black guitar.
"I... this is, I guess, the song that reminds me the most of you. I owe it and the artist a lot, because I sang it to you the first time I ever met you, the day on the stairs. I knew then and I know now that you are the most beautiful, gorgeous, sweetest, amazing person I that has come into my life. You... you're my teenage dream." he laughed breathlessly and reached over to squeeze Kurt's hand quickly. "I love you."
Kurt smiled, but before he could reply Blaine had started playing.
You think I'm pretty, without any make-up on,
You think I'm funny, when I tell the punch line wrong,
I know you get me, so I'll let my walls come down, down.
Kurt felt tears prickling behind his eyes. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.
Before you met me, I was a wreck,
But things were kinda heavy, you brought me to life now,
Every February, You'll be my Valentine, Valentine.
Let's go all the way tonight,
No regrets, Just love.
Kurt blushed at this, and Blaine fought back a giggle and kept singing.
We can dance until we die,
You and I,
Will be young forever.
You make me feel like I'm living a,
Teenage Dream, the way you turn me on,
Kurt's blush darkened and he ducked his head, looking up at Blaine through long lashes. That look alone made Blaine decide that he would cut the song short.
I can't sleep, let's run away and don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back, No.
My heart stops,
Blaine paused for a little longer than necessary.
When you look at me,
Just one touch, now baby I believe,
This is real, Let's take a chance and don't ever look back,
Don't ever look back.
The last chord rang through the room, and the two looked into each other's eyes for a long time.
"I love you too." Kurt smiled, laughing when Blaine stumbled, putting his guitar away.
He walked back to the bed, careful not to spoil the rose petals beneath his sock-clad feet, and knelt in front of Kurt.
Blaine leant down, and Kurt craned his neck, the two meeting halfway in a tender kiss. It started off slow, one of Blaine's hands moving to cup the back of Kurt's head. Kurt sighed into the kiss, opening his mouth to accommodate Blaine's tongue which had slipped out to lick at Kurt's mouth.
They stayed that way for a while, just tasting and exploring, but then Blaine began to move forward, pushing Kurt onto his back.
"You're definitely sure about this? You can still back out."
Kurt just shook his head and crashed his lips into Blaine's.
"No regrets, just love." He whispered, barely audible.
000
Kurt nuzzled into Blaine's neck, heart-beat slowing and breathing returning to normal. Blaine smiled at the action and made a content noise, squeezing Kurt's naked body against his own with the arm that was draped around the countertenor's waist.
"I love you Blaine." Kurt mumbled into Blaine's neck.
"I love you too Kurt."
000
Maybe they had used too much lube, and maybe Blaine had taken a lot longer than necessary preparing Kurt. Maybe Blaine was so nervous he broke the first condom while he was opening it and he had to get another one. Maybe it hurt, and maybe it was messier than they expected.
But nothing could compare to the feeling of being totally and completely had become one person, been as close as is physically possible.
So, maybe it wasn't perfect, but neither of them would have had it any other way.
I think my teeth are going to fall out after that.
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