Kurt wasn't sure where the temptation to kiss David came from, but it had definitely been there and giving into it was different than Kurt expected. He expected to have the feel David's rough lips, as they had been last time, but now they felt soft and calming. Perhaps it was because it wasn't forced this time. He certainly hadn't expected for his heart rate to increase and his eyes to flutter closed.

Dave froze beneath Kurt's embrace in shock. He pretty much stopped breathing, waiting for Kurt to pull away like he expected he would, but instead Kurt's tongue flicked out proposing that they deepen the kiss. This was the point when Dave's eyes also closed and he lost himself in the kiss. His mouth slipped open and his tongue mingled with Kurt's, both fighting for dominance.

Dave allowed Kurt to lean into him, his arms snaking around Dave's neck. Dave's own arms slipped out to hold Kurt's waist and they both fell sideways so Kurt was lying upon Dave. Dave could feel Kurt against him, chests combined, legs tangling together.

All too soon, the kiss had ended. But it wasn't Kurt that ended it.

Dave unlatched his mouth from Kurt's and pushed him back a little, waiting for Kurt's eyes to open again so he could look at him. Kurt looked confused and lost for the moment that Dave pulled away.

"S-sorry, but... why are you doing this, Kurt?" Dave mumbled. Yeah, he was enjoying making out with Kurt, but it wasn't the same if Kurt felt obliged to do so.

"I..." Kurt thought for a minute. "I g-guess I like you..." Kurt was shocked by what he'd just said. He hadn't even admitted that to himself, let alone another person.

"You... what?" Dave mumbled in surprise, his eyes wide as he stared at Kurt.

"I like you, Dave," Kurt repeated with a chuckle, but before he could say anything else, Dave reconnected their lips and they fell into a rhythmic kiss. That was all Dave needed to enjoy this to it's full potential. Kurt accepted his kiss, continuing to deepen it further.

Dave had to concentrate to stop his hands from wandering. He tried to keep them firm on Kurt's waist, but he had to resist the urge to let them explore more of Kurt's fabulous body. Kurt didn't seem to have the same idea as his hands ran down Dave's shoulders and paused on his upper arms, carefully cupping his biceps.

Although Dave loved Kurt's touch, he couldn't help a wave of self-consciousness wash over him and he suddenly felt bigger than he's ever felt before. He tried to push it away, but Kurt's hands were soon fumbling under Dave's shirt. He was waiting for Kurt's disapproval, but he just moaned into the kiss leaving Dave with some images that made him suddenly have to concentrate hard thinking of Grandma Margeret.

It really didn't help that Kurt began to bring himself further onto Dave, spreading himself so that he had one knee either side of Dave's slightly parted legs. He lowered himself so he was sat on Dave's thighs, shuffling ever closer to Dave's body.

Kurt was the one to break the kiss this time, but only to lower his lips onto Dave's exposed collar bone. He bit it gently, making Dave gasp slightly, but then began sucking on the piece of flesh. Dave let his head fall back and his arms were brought up to tangle his fingers in Kurt's hair. That's when Kurt began to rock against him.

"K-Kurt?" Dave stammered to Kurt, who hummed questioningly into his collar.

"As much as I'm loving this, not t-tonight?" Dave decided to get Kurt to stop before things got too far. Firstly, although he adored Kurt and would do absolutely anything for him, he wasn't ready for going further that they were right there. Secondly, he wanted Kurt to have some time to actually think about what he was doing. And finally, he didn't fancy his little sister wandering in on them.

Kurt pulled away from Dave's collar bone and set himself upright to look at Dave's face. Dave noticed he was smiling, which suggested he wasn't annoyed at Dave for being a spoil sport.

The singer nodded and climbed off of Dave, looking over at the clock to check the time. Apparently it wasn't a good time as Kurt immediately stood up, grabbing his messenger bag from where it had been abandoned on the floor.

"Crap! I promised my dad I'd be home for dinner. I didn't realise it was getting this late!" Kurt explained and Dave stood up to see him out.

"That's fine. I'd best start dinner too," Dave reassured him. They got to the door and Kurt slipped on the shoes which were pushed to the edge of the hallway.

"Thanks, Dave. For having me over and … y'know," Kurt mumbled, his cheeks tingeing pink.

"Thanks for coming. I'll see you soon, Kurt," Dave said back. Kurt left him with a chaste kiss on the cheek. He rushed to his car and drove away, after wiggling his fingers in Dave's direction.

Dave closed the door and leaned back against it, sighing heavily.

"I thought you didn't have a girlfriend," a small voice said from the top of the stairs. Dave looked up to see Holly, gazing down with a curious expression.

"I don't have a girlfriend..."

"Kurt just kissed you when he left. Doesn't that make him your girlfriend?"

Dave chuckled at his sister. "First of all, Holly, Kurt isn't a girl so it's impossible for him to be my girlfriend. And second of all, him kissing me doesn't mean we're dating." Does it?

"Oh, he's awesome though. Can he come around more?"

"I hope so," Dave answered truthfully, but changed his expression into one of a more serious face. "But Holly, whatever you do don't tell dad about this, okay? Don't tell anybody." Holly furrowed her brow in confusion.

"Why? Kurt's your friend, why isn't dad allowed to know?"

"Just... don't tell him, alright? Please, Hol?"

Holly mused over it for a moment, but then nodded. "Fine. But it's your turn to read to me tonight!"

Dave smiled at his younger sister. "Okay. Let's get some dinner in you first though."

Kurt got home and was positively confused. His affection for Dave was suddenly overwhelming. His kissing had never gotten that out of control with Blaine. Yet again, he'd never had the sudden overwhelming desire to make out with Blaine like that.

Blaine had been more of a fairytale relationship, with sweet kisses and gentle pecks, but nothing like hot make out sessions. And Kurt had honestly enjoyed it. He'd liked the feeling of Dave's breath mingling with his and his tongue swirling in his mouth. The taste of his defined collarbone and the feeling of his fingers twisting into his hair.

And now he missed his touch.

This is quite a short chapter and I apologise for any mistakes. I was just really eager to put up this chapter! Tell me what you think ;)