Despite the Talk with his dad, Kurt still wanted to go through with his earlier plan. At eleven he sent Blaine away and did his moisturizing routine. Then, once he was all fresh and ready for bed, he pulled the lube out of his drawer and put it under his pillow. His hand caught the pamphlets while he was in there and - curiosity took hold. He'd only had Blaine talk to him about sex before. He looked at all the titles and picked the one that seemed least horrid to him, and then settled down in his bed to figure out if he could read it.
It was about five minutes before he finally dared to open it.
Strangely, it turned out he'd managed to pick the one pamphlet that just had illustrations and a lot of non-scaring words. It honestly read more like a Cosmo article than the overly clinical theme he'd been expecting.
Actually, after he'd identified the three sections he needed to avoid at all costs, it was kind of alright. He hadn't known before that prostate stimulation was actually really pleasurable. Whenever he'd thought about anal all he could imagine what else that orifice was used for and he had to stop. But, apparently, it could be decently clean if done right.
Then he realized he was treating the pamphlets his dad gave him like sex tips and threw the thing back in his drawer and out of sight. He didn't need to think about that anymore.
He pulled up YouTube one more time, determined to put those thoughts out of his head. He needed to get it up for Blaine later, he wouldn't be able to if all he could think about was pamphlets.
Blaine was dead to the world asleep when his bedroom door opened and closed softly. He didn't hear the lock being engaged and he didn't hear the soft, easy footsteps coming up to his bed. In fact, Blaine didn't know anything was happening until he was being tipped off his air-mattress and a musical laugh was filling his ears.
"Wha?" he asked sleepily.
"Shh, you have to be quiet," Kurt siad softly, warm breath sliding over Blaine's ear. "You didn't think I'd let you go without saying a proper farewell did you?"
Blaine's brain was still sleepy, he didn't understand. He simply repeated, "wha?"
Kurt chuckled at him and rolled him completely off the air-mattress. Before Blaine's brain could catch up to the move Kurt was straddling him, hot and heavy on his abdomen. Blaine's cock understood before he did.
Kurt groaned back against it. "That's right."
Then Blaine got it and it groaned hotly. Kurt leaned down and swallowed the noise with his mouth. "We have to be quiet. They already think something's up, I don't want them to find out exactly what."
Kurt ground back against Blaine's cock again before he could ask anything about that. And really, Blaine sort of didn't care. He reached up and wrapped his hand around the back of Kurt's neck to pull his boy in for another kiss.
The electric shook of Kurt's mouth against his own woke him. "I want you, Kurt," Blaine whispered.
"You can have me." Kurt kissed him quickly and then attached his neck. Kurt's soft hands traced up under Blaine's pajama top. "I want you too."
"Take me," Blaine whined and forced his lethargic hands to start undressing Kurt.
Kurt was, for once, in something simple. It was so nice to push the soft fabric up and have nothing but Kurt's beautiful skin underneath it.
They were shirtless quickly, pressing their bare chests together with quiet moans. "Kurt," Blaine whined. He wrapped his arms tight around Kurt's back, want racing through him so strongly it felt like drowning. He'd never felt this before. It was thrilling and terrifying and Blaine didn't know what to do with it.
"Shh, it's okay," Kurt said quietly into his ear. "I've got you."
Blaine buried his face in Kurt's neck and kissed it gently, more a press of lips than a real kiss.
It fell to Kurt to divest them of pants. "I want to try the between-the-thighs thing again." Kurt gasped into Blaine's mouth when they were finally naked and pressing all over.
Blaine wanted it, SO BADLY, but the more desperate part of him didn't want to be in the same position as before. He didn't want to face away from Kurt, he wanted to SEE him, HOLD HIM.
"Kurt, I want to see you." Was all Blaine could say in protest.
"I was thinking about it, you can if you just lay down with your legs together fully." Kurt shifted until he was straddling Blaine's thighs again. "This way we can look at each other."
Blaine nodded quickly, pressing his legs together instantly.
"I have to lube you up first, silly," Kurt said and kissed his nose.
Blaine let out a breath laugh. He wanted to talk, but he was afraid of what might come out. He was sort of drowning in emotion and that had never happened to him before. He didn't know how to handle this.
Kurt got the lube from - somewhere and squeezed some into his palm. He warmed it before pressing his palms to the inside of Blaine's thighs as he knelt beside him.
"It's so soft here," Kurt said. "It's hot."
Blaine smiled at him and squeezed his thighs together to catch Kurt's hands. Kurt gave him a smoldering look in return and then slipped his hands further down Blaine's thighs until the tips of his fingers reached Blaine's ass. It made Blaine shudder pleasantly. Kurt could seriously touch his ass whenever he wanted.
"Thanks for the permission," Kurt said and pressed his fingers further. Blaine let out a too loud moan and his thighs fell open. "You want me to touch you." Kurt hummed and let his hands wander. Blaine pulled his knees to his chest so Kurt could explore more easily.
"Kurt." Blaine bit his lip to keep from saying more as Kurt's hot, soft hands cupped his ass cheeks.
"Blaine, you're sensitive down here aren't you?" Kurt asked and ran his thumbs over Blaine's crack, just over his hole. Kurt pushed his thumbs in more and Blaine whined. Kurt's mouth descended on Blaine's inner thigh, above where the lube had been spread. Blaine let out a noise that was MUCH too loud.
Apparently Kurt agreed because he pulled his mouth away and smoothed his hands up Blaine's outer thighs. "Enough of that for now." Kurt pulled Blaine's legs back against the floor and then threw his own over Blaine's body so he was straddling him again.
Blaine grabbed onto Kurt's shoulders and pulled him down for an invading kiss. "Kurt."
Kurt curled his fingers in Blaine's hair and pulled slightly, making Blaine moan again. "I'm going to miss this."
Blaine resolutely didn't say anything and instead latched onto Kurt's neck. He was afraid of the words fighting against his throat.
"Are you ready?" Kurt asked and Blaine nodded quickly. Kurt fisted himself a few more times, spreading lube onto his perfect cock, and then lined himself up. He needed to scoot a little farther back for it to work, but the height difference was just enough that they could still comfortably kiss.
Kurt pushed between Blaine's thighs, until his stomach came into contact with Blaine's cock. They both moaned at the feeling. Kurt thrust forward at the same time that Blaine strained up.
Soon they were lost in the movement. Sliding and thrusting against each other, pressing sloppy kisses to lips and faces and necks.
When Kurt shifted his weight onto one elbow and reached his other hand down to cup Blaine's ass Blaine nearly lost it. He felt so - secure when Kurt held him there. The eye of Blaine's emotional storm came upon him as Kurt kneaded the flesh under his hands and thrust strongly between Blaine's thighs.
'"Kurt," Blaine whined when he couldn't hold his tongue any more. "Kurt, I want you. I want you so much."
Kurt shushed him with a kiss. Blaine came then, with Kurt all around him and pressing him into the floor. Kurt swallowed his moan, thrust quicker and more sporadically, until he too came.
Blaine clutched Kurt to him tightly, heart pounding and body locked. Kurt didn't try to make him let go for a long time.