They ended up at the Lima Bean. It was a nice little coffee place, not as good as the ones in Columbus, but alright. "It's so good to be out." Blaine sighed.
"Yeah." Kurt agreed a bit distractedly.
"How can I help you?" The barista asked.
"A grande non-fat mocha." Kurt ordered; the same as the last time they were in the coffee shop.
"And a medium drip for me." Blaine offered and dug out his wallet.
"That'll be six twenty eight." The barista rattled off.
Blaine held out his card immediately. He got frequent flyer miles every time he used this card, it was SO worth it.
"Blaine…" Kurt's voice was really quiet.
"What?" He turned to the younger boy to ask as his card was swiped.
"You just… you didn't have to do that." Kurt fluttered.
"Do what?" He made a face. Really, what did he do?
"Pay. For me." Kurt was turning red. God, it looked adorable.
"I wanted to." Blaine shrugged. "Come on," He took his receipt from the barista, "let's go get a table."
Blaine was so… confusing. He kept telling Kurt they weren't going to date, but then… the rest of the week made Kurt's head spin. When Kurt got home they'd make out and explore each other, not even making it to the bed sometimes. Blaine's body was just… Kurt had no words for how wonderful it felt to touch another man like he was able to touch Blaine, and to be touched back in exactly the same way? It was amazing. Seriously, no words.
But then, after they'd finished, Blaine would beg to go somewhere, which usually ended up being the Lima Bean and they'd just… talk. Blaine was amazing, body AND personality. He talked about music all the time and agreed to a Project Runway marathon with him on the weekend. Blaine finally gave him an outlet for all the gay political things he'd never had the nerve to talk about with his straight friends. Blaine just kept offering up more and more reasons to hang around with each other, Kurt didn't even have to try.
But then, when he'd realize he was saying something that could be taken the wrong way, he was so quick to rephrase himself. He never seemed to notice when he was physically too close, just conversationally.
Today was one of those days, their second Friday together since they agreed on the deal. Blaine only had two more of them left and they were holed up in Kurt's room rocking against each other for all they were worth, shirts discarded by the door, pants thrown almost violently against the wall, underwear… somewhere. Blaine's hands were all over him, smoothing over every inch of reachable skin. "Kurt," he moaned into Kurt's ear.
He nipped the lobe and then began working his way down Kurt's neck. "So damn hot, I want to keep you in bed forever."
"Yes." Kurt sighed. That sounded so good. "Blaine." Kurt was gripping Blaine's hair tightly, pushing on his head every few seconds; he wanted Blaine's mouth lower, lower. Blaine followed Kurt's silent instruction.
"I wouldn't tie you up though." Blaine whispered into his clavicle. "I wouldn't have to; you'd just stay all by yourself." Kurt whined, pushed a little harder on Blaine head. Something different from the usual tightness was boiling in his stomach, he needed… something. "We'd never have to leave for anything, not even food. We could just stay here, forever, together in your bed."
"Blaine." Kurt whimpered, not even caring at the moment how it made him sound. He pushed Blaine's head down. The older boy sucked a spot right above his belly button and Kurt just about howled.
"Forever." Blaine whispered his voice so low and gravely and then his mouth was around the tip of Kurt's erection and Kurt shouted.
"Blaine!"
Then his mouth was gone and Kurt wanted to cry. "No, no, no." he whimpered. "Go back, go back, go back. Please," There were actually a few tears in the corner of his eyes; he dug his fingers in Blaine's hair.
"I… Well, I was going to apologize for breaking our rules but… Kurt, are you alright with this?"
"Go back." Kurt pleaded, frantically pushing on Blaine head. "Please."
"Okay." Blaine agreed easily, dipping his head back down and sucking Kurt back into his mouth. Kurt moaned louder than ever before.
"Blaine!" Kurt gasped and his hips rocketed up, further into the warmth of Blaine's mouth.
"Chill, Kurt." Blaine pulled off to say and laid an arm across his hips. Kurt barely heard him, his brain was completely gone. Blaine sucked him in again and Kurt whined, trying to push his hips again. He was so wrecked.
Blaine's tongue wrapped around the head of his cock, dug into the slit and then pressed into the underside. Then Blaine was bobbing up and down on Kurt's cock and Kurt was NOT going to make it. Blaine pulled off mostly and sucked hard at the head and Kurt screamed and came without any warning.
He was floating higher than he ever had before, laying on clouds that felt like tempurpedic mattresses topped in silk and it felt beautiful. He felt clean, like the freshest spring water was running all over his body and it wasn't cold at all.
Kurt opened his eyes to find Blaine hovering over his face. "Hi." He smiled; his beautiful face with the golden brown eyes and achingly tempting dark hair inches from Kurt's.
"Hi." Kurt murmured, surprised that his voice came out so hoarse when his entire body felt SO good.
Blaine leaned down, pressed the softest kiss to Kurt's tender lips. "You're beautiful." Blaine whispered on his mouth.
Kurt pealed his eyes open again, wondering vaguely when he closed them. There was a little bit of something on Blaine's cheek, a tiny speck of something that seemed huge to Kurt's disoriented mind. "You have something on your face." Kurt said mildly.
"I know." Blaine nodded. "You have a lot of come for somebody getting regular orgasms."
"What?" Kurt asked, confused.
"You got some on my face, lucky I like that." Blaine laughed quietly. He leaned back in, placing another kiss on Kurt's lips. "Are you back to earth yet?"
"Um…" Kurt blinked. Then it hit him, he just came on Blaine's face. "Oh fuck, I'm sorry."
"It's alright, Kurt. I told you I like it." Blaine shrugged, which was a bit impressive in his push up position. "Besides, I'm the one to be a bit sorry. I should have asked you before I did that. We agreed no oral and I went and did it anyway. And I kept saying those things," Blaine blushed. "I'm sorry they came out a bit creepy, I, apparently, get intense when I'm close."
Blaine rolled off him and Kurt whined, immediately rolling after the warmth of Blaine's body. He hooked a leg over Blaine's, dimly noticing that the older boy wasn't hard anymore. Kurt wondered when he came.
"It's okay." Kurt nuzzled. "I liked it, both things."
"I'll try to keep the dirty talk, well, INTENSE is a better word, anyway, I'll try to keep that to a minimum. It's a bad idea to say that stuff." The more Blaine talked the more it ruined Kurt's fabulous high.
"Shh, I'm tired. We'll talk later." Kurt shushed him and shifted closer and closer until Blaine wrapped an arm around him. "I set the alarm for four thirty."
"Okay." Blaine let go of a deep breath and his entire body relaxed.
AN: To those of you who are wondering: YES, there is a method to the madness and NO, Blaine will NOT get away with being an asshat.
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