By the time Blaine had come down enough to realize what happened Kurt was already returning from the bathroom, face clean and a puzzled expression on his face.

Seeing him walk in Blaine realized he'd left in the first place. Immediately he sat up to spew his apologizes. Kurt, however, cut him off before he could start. "Blaine, shh."

Blaine shh'd.

"So... next time could you warn me a little better? I REALLY didn't like that getting on my face," Kurt said.

"Of course, Kurt. Of course." Blaine nodded quickly. "I'm SO sorry."
"You don't have to be. Just, next time don't alright?" Kurt's face scrunched up adorably.

"I promise." Blaine WAS really sorry, but if Kurt wasn't willing to let him apologize well - there was no use forcing it on him. So instead Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt's nose. He let a hand snake forward to Kurt's cock "Do you want help with that?"

Kurt huffed and rolled his eyes. Then he pulled away a bit so Blaine wasn't touching him anymore. "As lame and somehow still enticing as that offer was, I... You just... I wanted to say I'm sorry for touching you - THERE." His eyes got big and he ducked his head when he said the word. "I didn't mean to."

"What?" Blaine had no idea what Kurt was talking about. He just wanted to be touching Kurt, not thinking.

"I touched your..." Kurt made the face again. "You know. Where we decided not to go."

Comprehension dawned on him. "But that's what made me come." The words were out of his mouth before he could think about them.

Kurt narrowed his eyes at him. "What?"

Now Blaine's eyes were the wide ones. "I... Um..." He cleared his throat. "I liked it. I like being - touched there."

"You - do?" Kurt asked slowly, eyes narrowing even further.

Blaine REALLY hoped he hadn't said the wrong thing. He hadn't meant to bring this up yet. He nodded sheepishly, it was already out anyway, might as well own up to it.

"You - WANT me to touch you there?" Kurt asked.

Blaine nodded again.

"You like it." It wasn't a question this time, and something in Kurt's voice changed. Blaine looked up at him.

Kurt was staring at him intensely. "And it doesn't hurt you?"

"Not if I do it right. When I did it to you I didn't stretch enough and there wasn't enough lube," Blaine shrugged.

"You do it to yourself? You touch yourself there at home when you're all alone?"

Kurt's stare made something hot stir in his belly. Blaine nodded. Kurt gasped.

Kurt was turned on.

Blaine's mouth watered and his own arousal spiked drastically. The idea was freaking Kurt out. "I pretend it's you."

"Oh," Kurt said.

Then Blaine was on his back and Kurt was pressing a fierce to his lips. "Fuck, Blaine. I'm SO hot for you right now."

Blaine moaned and preened under the attentions of Kurt's mouth. He rutted up, pressing his half hard cock against Kurt's full hardness. Kurt ground right back, moaning and even growling in his arousal.

"You want me to fuck you," Kurt growled into Blaine's neck, accompanying his words with a particularly hard grind.

"Oh my god, Kurt. SO MUCH." He felt like all his dreams were coming true with just that one sentence.

"I need lube and a condom before I can fuck you, Blaine." Kurt bit down gently just above one of Blaine's nipples.

"In - my bag. I - thought I should - be prepared - just in case." Blaine panted and pushed his chest up higher. He wanted Kurt on his nipples.

"Stay right there, don't touch yourself," Kurt said. Then he licked over Blaine's nipple harshly and got up. Blaine whined at the loss of contact.

"I'm getting our supplies," Kurt assured him. He brushed back Blaine's hair and pressed a kiss to his temple. "Just lay back and wait for me."

Blaine lay back and stared at Kurt's ceiling. Happiness, anticipation and so many other good emotions were flying through him. He couldn't help the little giggle he let out. He wanted this SO bad.

"You're cute and sexy at the same time, I don't know how that works," Kurt said and the bed dipped with his added weight. "But let's worry about it later, alright?"

"Kurt, c'mon," Blaine complained. He spread his legs for Kurt to get between.

"I love you." Kurt shuffled until he was kneeling between Blaine's thighs. He leaned down and sucked at the hickey he'd left before. "So, you're going to have to help me out here, I don't want to hurt you."

"Put WAY more lube than you think you should, then go really slow, one finger at a time. I'll let you know when I'm ready for more." Blaine took a deep breath to calm the happy, nervous fluttering happening in his stomach. Then he bent his knees and spread them as wide as he could and still be comfortable.

He should feel exposed like this, but he was too excited too. And this was Kurt looking at him, Kurt had all of him already, it wasn't nerve racking to let the older boy see.

Kurt crawled up him and kissed him gently. "Really, don't hesitate to say if you don't like it."

"Really, Kurt, I don't think NOT liking it will be my problem." Blaine laughed and ran his fingers through Kurt's messy sex hair. "I might even come too soon."

Kurt smiled fondly and kissed him gently again. "Alright, let's see."

Kurt shuffled back on his heels and took a deep breath.

When Kurt put the first finger in he was surprised by the heat of it. Someone doing this to himself didn't feel as hot, not that he'd really gotten far enough with himself to compare.

Blaine moaned and shifted back onto his finger, face already coloured with pleasure. "Kurt, you've gotta move. Please move, Kurt. PLEASE."

Blaine begging was super hot, check. Tentatively Kurt moved his finger out and then back in. Blaine sighed with relief and rocked his hips down more. "Harder, Kurt. I can barely feel that."

Except Blaine's expression contradicted that. He felt it just fine, the greedy boy just wanted more.

A thrill ran through Kurt as he realized that Blaine truly liked this. It wasn't hurting him and he wanted MORE of it. Kurt thrust his finger in and out of Blaine harder and faster, several times in a row and then stopped.

Blaine practically cried in frustration. "No, no, no, Kurt. No, please, PLEASE don't do that. No, you have to go, move, please. PLEASE, Kurt."

Kurt couldn't help the somewhat evil smirk that lit up his face. He bit his lip to keep his evil giggle in. Instead he started up again, even faster than before. Blaine sang in relief.

"Kurt, more, more, please. Another finger, two, I really want two, Kurt. Please."

Kurt pulled his finger out despite Blaine's protesting noise, squirted more lube on it and spread it over another finger. He spread it a few times so it hopefully wouldn't be too cold.

Pushing two fingers into Blaine was harder than one. One finger slipped right in, but two required Kurt to push. One of Blaine's hands flew up to the headboard and pushed against it so Blaine's body slid down the bed and onto Kurt's finger.

Kurt's groin pulsed almost painfully. Fuck, it was SO hot. He might come before he got inside Blaine.

Inside Blaine.

Kurt's head fell forward onto one of Blaine's knees. "Blaine." Kurt moaned.

He pushed his fingers in harder this time and Blaine shouted. It was beautiful. He did it again, faster. Blaine howled. Kurt LOVED Blaine's noises.

"Scissor - them. Spread your fingers out." Blaine managed to speak between all his variations of a moan.

Kurt, ever the fast study, did as told.

The result made Kurt REALLY glad that the house was empty. He would have DIED of embarrassment if Blaine shrieked like that with other's present.

"More, Kurt. More." Blaine sounded so wrecked, so hot.

Kurt pushed a third finger in, enjoying the way Blaine's body opened up for him.
When it got a little easier to thrust his three fingers in Kurt spread them like he'd done with two.

"Fuck me, Kurt, fuck me I'm ready." Blaine pushed hard against the headboard and Kurt's fingers went even deeper.

"Okay," Kurt said. He kissed Blaine's knee. "In a minute. I want to play with you first."

Blaine made a strange but somehow hot combination of a sob, a moan, and a growl.

Kurt removed all three fingers and then pushed two back in. "I haven't found your prostate yet. I hear that's supposed to feel really good."

He let his fingers press up and down, looking for the elusive gland. He'd kind of forgotten about it's existence until just then, but he was completely willing to pleasurably torture Blaine a little bit so he could see the reaction and fully appreciate it. If he was already inside Blaine Kurt didn't think he'd have the brain capacity to notice it as well.

After a few sweeps Kurt found it. Blaine tensed and then screamed. He'd never screamed before. It made Kurt's blood boil and his brain short circuit. Forget teasing, he was going to die if he wasn't in Blaine in the next five seconds.

He fumbled with the condom and couldn't get the fucking thing open. His fingers were too slippery from the lube.

"Kurt either get that fucking thing open right now or throw it across the room, just GET IN ME!" Blaine growled.

Kurt threw it. He spared a second to get some more lube on himself, fisting his cock a few more times than he probably should have. The contact made his eyes roll back into his head and his toes curl. He'd never been so turned on before.

"Kurt," Blaine whined.

Kurt didn't wait any longer. He hooked his arms under Blaine's thighs and hoisted him up. Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt's waist, freeing up his hands so he could line them up.

The first press in made Kurt white out and made Blaine make his loudest, longest noise yet.

He'd meant to be nice, to let Blaine adjust to the feeling, but Kurt couldn't stop his hips from moving. He pushed in until he was fully sheathed and then nearly collapsed.

His breath was stolen and he could hardly see straight. SO GOOD. The pressure around his cock was delicious. He never wanted it to end.

"Kurt, don't move," Blaine rasped below him and the sound of his voice brought Kurt back down to earth enough that he could see Blaine instead of white.

"Okay." Kurt's breath was short and high. "This feels so fucking good, I have no idea how you stopped before."

Blaine laughed and that did AMAZING things to the way he was clamped around Kurt. "You were crying. That's an amazing boner killer."

"Oh my god, don't talk about bonerkillers to me right now. I need those to still work later and if you talk to me right now all I'll be able to think about is this." Kurt groaned and hung his head. He was kind of amazed at himself, he still hadn't moved. Although he REALLY wanted too.

"Kurt, I think... Move REALLY slowly." Kurt barely heard it, too caught up in his own feelings.

Still, he tried his best to comply, even though what he really wanted was to pound Blaine into the mattress. He thrusted slow and shallow for a little while, trembling the whole time. Only the effort to not hurt Blaine was keeping him from coming.

Blaine was forcing himself to breath steadily and that was AMAZING around Kurt's cock. He was SO close to just losing any second.

"More, Kurt. I want more," Blaine said finally. The noise Kurt let out was victorious and embarrassing as hell. He didn't give a fuck!

His hips let go, moving faster and harder, sliding his cock in and out of Blaine deliciously. Blaine grunted and his legs tightened around Kurt's waist. "Kurt, too fast, too fast."

But Kurt's control was gone, he TRIED to stop his hips but they wouldn't. Blaine's legs slipped down to curl around Kurt's hips and the angle changed.

Suddenly Blaine's heels were digging into Kurt's ass and lower back and Blaine's head slammed back against the pillow. "Oh fuck, right there. Oh fuck!"

It only encouraged Kurt to move faster.

He wanted Blaine's prostate he thought suddenly. He WANTED it. It had been more down than he'd thought it was going to be and... Kurt tried shifting the angle, pulling Blaine's body the way he wanted him.

No.

He pulled him a little more.

Blaine SCREAMED!

Found it.

He managed one more thrust, dead on, before Blaine's entire body constricted and the younger boy was coming. Kurt couldn't hold on anymore. Just that little bit of tightening and he was gone.

Blaine passed out. He'd never passed out during an orgasm before. He'd been dazed and sleepy, but never full on passed out.

He woke up to Kurt collapsed on his stomach and laughing lightly. Before Kurt realized he was awake the older boy nuzzled into Blaine's stomach and kissed it wetly.

"Kurt."

The boy in question looked up at him, eyes bright and happy. "Welcome back, sleepy."

Blaine groaned. "I love you." He could barely feel embarrassed, he was too sated.

"I love you too."

Kurt pulled himself slowly into a kneeling position. The movement alerted Blaine to the fact that they were still connected.

Kurt winced at the movement, no doubt oversensitive. Slowly he pulled out and Blaine couldn't help but whimper at the loss. He felt so empty now without Kurt in him.

Kurt managed to lift himself up enough to flop down next to Blaine at eye level. "I am so tired."

A yawn burst through Blaine. "Me too, clearly."

"We can sleep a little I think." Kurt's eyes slid closed and he hummed contently.

"You don't even care that I'm covered in come do you?" Blaine asked although, truthfully, he didn't care right then either.

"I brought you - a washcloth before." Kurt said between yawns, still with his eyes shut. "On the nightstand."

Blaine REALLY didn't want to move, but he also didn't want to wake up covered in come. With energy he didn't know the source of, Blaine retrieved the washcloth, cleaned up his stomach, and then laid back down next to Kurt. He couldn't really do anything about the come still inside him.

Blaine's eyes popped open. "Oh my fucking god. We just had sex bareback."

Kurt hummed in his sleepy state. "Shh, sleep now. Talk later."

He was so cute like that. "Okay, but we NEED to talk about that when we wake up."

"Okay." Kurt hummed again and nuzzled into his pillow. Blaine shifted so he was closer to Kurt and the older boy reached out with sleepy grabby hands.

They woke up twisted up in each other, still completely naked, and content.