EDIT: See chapter 1
The second they were in the door Blaine pushed Kurt up against it and pinned him with his mouth. Kurt whined, high-pitched, into Blaine's mouth and pushed his tongue between the other boy's lips. "Blaine." He whined again, managing to get the name out as he sucked in air. Blaine's hands pinned his hips to the door and Kurt wound his around Blaine's neck, pulling the shorter boy even closer to him. He almost wanted to melt into the door so it'd be easier to hold Blaine, so he could wrap his legs around the boy as well. Kurt moaned loudly, reveling in the empty house.
"Um, guys?" Fuck, ALMOST empty house. Kurt and Blaine sprang apart at the sound of Sam's voice. Kurt cursed himself for forgetting.
"Hi, Sam." Kurt waved at the blond, hoping to hell Sam didn't see the evidence of his arousal.
"Do you, uh, do you want me to go or something?"
"No," Blaine said.
"Yes," Kurt said at the same time. They looked at each other and Kurt raised his eyebrows. Blaine shrugged and grimaced. Kurt rolled his eyes and sighed. "Yes," he repeated.
"Um… that's an official 'yes'?" Sam asked.
They both nodded.
"Okay, just, um… let me get my backpack from my room then. I'll do my homework at the library." Sam trotted off to get said backpack.
Once he was out of sight Kurt looked over to Blaine. They broke out laughing. "Oh my god, I can't believe we forgot about Sam."
"So stupid." Kurt agreed, Sam had been living at his house for two weeks now, he SHOULD have remembered about him.
"This is so embarrassing." Blaine whined and stuck his face in Kurt's neck.
"You think you're embarrassed? I'm still hard," Kurt whispered into Blaine's ear. "I can't make it go away."
"Don't." Blaine pulled away, suddenly serious. "Stop trying, I want that in a few minutes, as soon as he's gone." Kurt gasped and his head fell forward onto Blaine's shoulder.
"Guys?" Sam's voice drifted ahead of him, giving Kurt enough time to back a step away from Blaine. When Sam appeared a few seconds later he had his backpack slung over one shoulder. "I'll be back later, for dinner."
"Okay, see you then." Kurt gave him a smile and Blaine waved after him. They waited for what felt like forever after the door clicked shut before throwing themselves at each other.
"Upstairs, upstairs." Blaine kissed him roughly, plundering his mouth.
They fumbled and laughed their way up the stairs to Kurt's room. Blaine pushed him against his bedroom door and the click as it closed fully was highly satisfying. It was even more satisfying when Kurt pushed Blaine towards the bed and locked the door behind them.
"Okay, how do you want to do this?" Blaine asked and grabbed onto Kurt's hips, reeling him in. He nuzzled into Kurt; his gelled hair bristled against Kurt's stomach.
"Well first you're washing your gel out, I want to pull it." Kurt ran a hand over the top of Blaine's helmet.
"Wash it with me?" Blaine looked up at him with these big eyes and Kurt couldn't say no. Instead he nodded and leaned down to kiss Blaine's forehead. He pulled his boyfriend into the bathroom.
"I don't want my shirt to get wet," Blaine said and then pulled it off his head entirely. Kurt kind of stared, taking in Blaine's toned chest and the small amount of pudge right around his waistband. It was just a little, just enough to look soft and Kurt wanted to lay his head there. "Kurt?"
Kurt tore his eyes away and shook his head quickly, clearing his mind. He turned the sink on and tapped the basin. "C'mere."
"Oh, Hairdresser Kurt," Blaine said with a smile. He bent over the sink and stuck his head under the faucet. Together they worked the gel out of his hair and Blaine didn't hold back his moans when Kurt accidently pulled on a trapped curl too hard.
When they got all the gel out of Blaine's hair Kurt rubbed at his boyfriend's head roughly with a towel, ignoring Blaine's complaints about frizzy hair. He very rarely got to see Blaine's curls; it was a treat whenever he did.
Kurt pulled the towel off Blaine's head and laughed. "You look like a poodle!"
Blaine leveled a glare at him. "See if I want to do anything with you now."
"Ah, honey, I'm sorry." Kurt pouted and pulled Blaine into his arms. Blaine nuzzled into Kurt's neck, all forgiven. "Poodle."
"Kurt!" Blaine whined and pushed the other boy gently. Kurt laughed in his ear and kissed it for good measure.
"I love you."
Blaine relaxed against him. "I love you too." They kissed softly, and the fire from early ignited in Kurt's belly again. But this time he didn't feel the need to push, or be pushed, against the nearest hard surface and devour each other. Now he wanted to go slow, to explore and look and experience Blaine. It was a feeling of peace he'd never experienced before; he hoped it rode him through what they were going to do next.
They made their way back to Kurt's bed and settled on opposite sides. Kurt pulled his shirts off to match Blaine and the calm-want in him settled lower in his stomach, wrapping around any nerves and dulling them.
"You're beautiful, Kurt." Blaine sighed and smiled dopily at him. "How do you want to do this? At the same time, or one at a time? And if we do it one at a time, who goes first?"
"Um…" Kurt swallowed. The idea of doing it together was appealing, but he kind of wanted to see all of Blaine. He didn't want his own feelings to get in the way of that. "I think I'll go first." That way he'd be calmer while he watched Blaine, so he could enjoy it more.
"Okay." Blaine nodded and held out a hand for Kurt to take. "Do you want to start right away or make out a little first?"
Kurt's eyes automatically lowered to Blaine's lips. They were tempting, as always, and Blaine flicked his tongue out to lick them. Kurt's desire boiled a little higher and his hard on grew.
"I think right away," Kurt said distractedly, still staring at Blaine's lips. "This is supposed to be how we masturbate; I don't get to actually kiss you before I do."
"Good point." Blaine bounced a little on bed, excitement rolling off him in waves. "Let's get started."