This is the love-making chapter. All consensual. Very sweet. Next chapter is when dark-ass Blaine will strike so, enjoy the sweetness while you can.

Chapter 16

Burt couldn't believe what he was about to do.

But, he felt he had no choice.

As Blaine had predicted, things got out of control. Burt and Carol were practically prisoners in their own home. Finn was staying with Puck. In addition to the media, pro-gay supporters and anti-gay protesters had set up camp outside the house, yelling and clashing with each other. The police had finally cleared everyone out and, blocked off the street to everyone but those who lived there. Carol had called all the neighbors to apologize for the mess. Burt went out Saturday morning and made a terse statement before reporters. Kurt wasn't there. They had no comment. Now, please leave.

Saturday night, someone threw a brick through the front window with a note attached. God hates fags.

Burt and Carol sat at the dining room table. Holding hands. Carol was beyond worried about Burt's health. He was tired and worn out from worry and stress.

"Should we leave?"

Burt shook his head. "No. I refuse to be driven from my own home. Plus, we need to be here in case..." He trailed off but she knew what he was thinking. In case the rock through the window was just the beginning. Carol wasn't sure if it made sense to be home in case someone started a fire or to be as far away as possible.

She looked at her husband. She knew what he was thinking.

"Burt," she said quietly, "I know you want him home but, he can't come back to this."

"I know."

Burt rubbed his forehead. He had talked to Kurt everyday since Thursday. He had sounded fine. Both his and Blaine's facebook and email accounts had been hacked so, they had shut down their laptops. They had avoided the news. As promised, they were planning to head back to Lima on Sunday.

Burt called Kurt.

"Hi Dad."

"Hey buddy. How are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you and Carol?"

Burt hadn't told Kurt about the protesters and he certainly didn't plan to tell him about the brick.

"We're fine. Listen...maybe you and Blaine should stay where you are. Things are still...noisy around here. Maybe, if we give this thing a week to run its course, something else more interesting will happen to knock it out of the news and you can come home on Friday."

Kurt was suspicious. His father, telling him to stay away for a week? With Blaine?

"Dad, what's going on there? Have things gotten worse?"

"No...I just think you're safer staying away for a few more days. Let things blow over."

Kurt was quiet.

"Dad...did something happen?"

"Just the usual crazies trying to get their five minutes in the spotlight. Nothing for you to worry about. After all that begging you did to leave, you telling me you want to come home?" Then Burt had a thought. "Wait, is everything okay there? How's Blaine?"

"Things are fine. Blaine's fine. I just...I'm worried about you and Carol."

"Trust me. We are fine. You boys stay there and plan to come home on Friday. Things should be calm by Friday."

"Okay."

Blaine checked with the owner and made arrangements for them to stay the week.

He watched Kurt, in an apron, preparing dinner.

Blaine willed his body to heal faster. He might never get an opportunity like this again.

By Wednesday, Blaine was feeling 90% better. The bruises were still there but, the pain was mostly gone and with a few ibuprofen pills, it stayed gone for hours.

While he was healing, they had spent their time watching movies and reading books. They'd had no sexual contact at all, which was amazing considering how hot and heavy things were before. They were both surprised that they actually enjoyed the break. It had been nice to just lay with one another, enjoying each others warmth and scent.

But now...now they were horny.

And alone.

For at least 3 days.

In a house with a huge bed.

In the middle of the woods.

Blaine stood in front of the bathroom mirror. His eyes closed, breathing deeply. The darkness was back. Fully replenished and stronger than before. It swirled around, mixing with the sexual desire building inside him. Blaine tried to slow his breathing. He had to make love to Kurt first. He couldn't just straight fuck him immediately. He willed the darkness to calm down.

He entered the bedroom.

Kurt was standing by the window, looking out over the woods. He had lit candles throughout the room creating a warm, sensual glow. Blaine watched him, his heart swelling with love as his loins swelled with desire.

"Come here."

Kurt walked to him and, to Blaine's surprise, leaned over and kissed him passionately.

"Blaine, I love you."

"I love you, Kurt."

"Make love to me, Blaine. Now."

Blaine kissed Kurt's lips softly before moving down to his neck, kissing and sucking, leaving tiny passion marks. He backed Kurt up to the bed and gently pushed him down. He lay next to him and started kissing his chest, leaving no area un-kissed. He swirled his tongue around his nipples and bit lightly, causing Kurt to gasp loudly and let out a small cry. He continued to work his way down, licking his stomach and his belly button. He ran his tongue along the line where Kurt's leg and hip met. He purposely ignored his cock and his balls. That would come later. He ran his tongue all the way down each leg, licking the bottom of Kurt's feet and in-between his toes.

Kurt's mind melted as his body turned to jelly.

Blaine worked his way back up, stopping to lightly lick and suck Kurt's balls. Kurt dug his nails into the bed, his head rolling back and forth.

"Spread your legs wide for me."

Blaine settled himself between Kurt's legs and lightly licked his asshole. Kurt gasped and bucked his hips.

"Stay still."

Kurt whimpered under the instructions. Blaine allowed the control to flow lightly, keeping Kurt still, heightening the affect of his tongue. He lightly licked around the hot, tight hole. He slid his tongue in and listened as Kurt's moans grew louder and needier. He slid in further and began fucking Kurt with his tongue. Kurt was crying out and begging. "Please, Blaine...please...I need you..."

Blaine tightened the control, sending Kurt into a frenzy, his hips straining against the invisible force. Blaine moved his attention to Kurt's cock which was glistening with pre-cum. He slowly licked from the base to the head, swirling his tongue around the head before slowly sliding his mouth down, sucking hard. Kurt cried out.

"Blaine! Blaine, please...please, in me...now..."

Blaine continued sliding Kurt's cock in and out of his mouth. He relaxed his control and slid a finger into Kurt's ass. Kurt hollered and bucked his hips. Blaine quickly slid in two more. Kurt was pressing against his fingers, moaning and begging, feverishly. Blaine twisted his fingers, opening him, stretching him. He released Kurt's cock from his mouth and leaned forward to look into Kurt's eyes which were pleading with him.

"Are you ready, beautiful?"

"Yes, yes, please..."

Blaine removed his fingers and began to slowly push against Kurt's entrance. He moved slowly, relishing the sensation of Kurt's ass swallowing his cock. It was oh so, tight and hot, and warm and just... perfect. Perfect for his cock only. Blaine let out a loud groan as he settled inside that beautiful, tight, ass he had been dreaming about for months. Kurt was breathing fast and quietly murmuring,"yes, yes, yes, more, more, more." Blaine could have stayed buried inside Kurt forever but, he gently slid out and started moving in again. He moved smoothly, setting up a rhythm. He locked his eyes with Kurt. "I love you beautiful. I love you so much." Kurt couldn't speak, he could only moan. Blaine's cock filled him, leaving him breathless. His entire body felt full, not just his ass. It all felt so perfect and right and just...incredible.

Blaine willed his body to maintain its current rhythm. He wanted to lose control but, he refused. He would not fuck his beautiful boyfriend tonight. Tonight they would only make love.

They continued like this for what seemed like hours. Blaine, just moving in and out, savoring the feeling while Kurt moaned and writhed around beneath him. Blaine sped up just a little to increase the friction and to thrust just a bit harder. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine and Blaine buried himself in deeper as he leaned forward. He locked his eyes with Kurt's and released the control, allowing it to wrap itself around them, tying them together. Kurt wailed from the new, intensity as Blaine cried out. He kept thrusting, not too fast, not too hard, just enough to keep the passion and intensity building.

"Blaine! Blaine! I'm gonna...so close..."

Kurt screamed as his orgasm hit. Blaine's was seconds behind.

He collapsed on top of Kurt, his body still and spent. Kurt held him tightly, whispering I love you, over and over. Blaine tried to shift but, Kurt held him tighter.

"No. Stay in me. As long as you can."

So, Blaine lay still, allowing his body to relax and melt on top of Kurt's.

They remained that way all night. Completely intertwined, tied together by Blaine's control and their love.

Kurt woke up at 3 am. Blaine was still lying on him. Kurt ran his fingers lightly up and down Blaine's back. Getting no response, he decided to get bolder. He rolled them over so that he was on top of Blaine. Blaine opened his eyes, startled. It took him a moment to focus.

"Why, good morning. Is it morning?"

"Yes, three in the morning."

"Can I help you with something?"

Yes. I want to do it again."

Blaine smiled. "That sounds wonderful."

Kurt didn't move. He suddenly felt shy.

"Umm...can...can I be on top?"

This caught Blaine off guard. His preference was to be on top but, he didn't want to be selfish and, he didn't want Kurt to get sore. It would make sense for them to switch.

"Of course."

Kurt ran his tongue lightly along Blaine's lips before sliding inside his mouth. He kissed him softly, moaning into the kiss and pressing his body against him. He started to slowly rotate his hips, grinding his erection against Blaine's. He shifted and started sliding up and down, rubbing their cocks together. Blaine moaned and gripped Kurt's waist, digging his fingers into his skin. Kurt moved down and Blaine automatically spread his legs, wide. Kurt poured lube on his fingers and nervously slid one finger into Blaine. Blaine hissed and Kurt froze. Blaine whispered, "Keep going." Kurt wiggled his finger around inside of Blaine before slowly sliding in another. He felt encouraged by Blaine's deep moan so, he added a third. And then a fourth. Blaine was surprised by, Kurt's boldness but he loved it. He pushed against Kurt's fingers, encouraging him to thrust deeper. Kurt pushed a little deeper and then a little more, surprised by his own actions. He turned his hand and Blaine groaned loudly. "Kurt...please..."

Kurt was pleased to illicit such a response. He slid his fingers out and began pushing himself in. He moved so slowly, Blaine thought he was going to scream. Once inside, Kurt closed his eyes and just sat there. Wow. What an amazing feeling. After a few minutes, Blaine spoke.

"Kurt?"

"Mmm hmm?"

"Are you going to move?"

"Eventually. You just feel so nice."

Blaine smiled. "The you stay in there as long as you want."

Kurt sat there for a while longer before slowly sliding out and sliding in again, this time, a little faster. Soon, he was moving in and out with more confidence, thrilled to hear Blaine groaning underneath him.

Their love-making was hot yet, sweet and loving. Blaine held onto Kurt's hips and just moved at the pace Kurt set. As he felt Kurt getting closer, he locked his legs around him tightly, squeezing his cock inside of him. Kurt cried out and started moving faster. He came with something between a wail and a low scream. Blaine kept squeezing his legs, increasing the pressure and Kurt felt like his orgasm was never going to end. But, it did, leaving him sleepy and dizzy. He shifted his body off of Blaine's and rested his head on his chest. Blaine caressed his hair.

Kurt fell asleep in minutes while Blaine lay awake. Thinking. It was now Thursday morning. They were supposed to leave Friday. Friday was the day they were supposed to originally arrive here, before all the drama. He had planned to make love to Kurt on Friday and fuck him that Saturday night.

Blaine decided to change their plans. They would stay for the weekend. Just like they were supposed to in the first place. He would wait one more day and then claim Kurt on Friday. And then he would fuck him all weekend. Just like he had originally planned.

Blaine is about to get down, dark and dirty...