This… wasn't exactly how I'd planned the chapter. I was thinking 'talking and confessing' and such but as usual I didn't have a say at all (because guess who listened to Come What May the entire time she wrote this? Oops). I hope you'll enjoy it nonetheless – oh and for those who doesn't like smut: this is where the M-rating really kicks in, so, um, beware? See you on the other side!

"Blaine?" Kurt called softly. He got no answer except for the quiet rustle of clothes moving over skin. He'd driven Blaine's car home, seeing it as the only place his boyfriend would go to. The only place he had. The brunette had taken a few moment to himself to absorb the new information he wasn't even sure he was allowed to know. Blaine wasn't just private; he was downright closed off. And poking at old wounds was never a good thing. Kurt sighed and moved towards the noise. In the living room by the window, huddled together in an old hoodie sat Blaine. He was smoking, but Kurt didn't have it in him to say anything about it. "Hi," he whispered instead and stood behind him. Blaine didn't say anything for a long while. "I–"

"He doesn't even know her," Blaine interrupted in a quiet voice. There was a long break, but then he kept talking. "He doesn't know that her heart rhythm goes steady when I play her the music she likes. He doesn't know that she almost woke up last year. He doesn't know anything."

"I know," Kurt murmured and started gently kneading his fingers through Blaine's soft curls.

"She's gonna wake up one day and I want to be there when she does."

"You will be."

"He won't let me."

"You've never let that stop you before." There was a beat where Kurt actually thought Blaine was about to laugh, but instead it was filled with a ragged breath and a broken voice.

"Will you please stay with me?" Kurt's heart nearly broke. He'd never heard Blaine sound so small and defeated before.

"Of course. I'll be here as long as you want me to stay." Blaine blew away the last inhale of smoke and turned to bury his head in Kurt's stomach; wounding his arms around his middle.

"Then stay forever." Kurt's breath got caught in his throat as Blaine nuzzled even closer; rubbing his face against Kurt's shirt, possibly staining it with tears, but Kurt couldn't care less. This was the most of Blaine's feelings he'd ever gotten to see; maybe he wasn't really as closed off. Calm down, he told himself. He's just upset.

"I'll be here as long as you want me, honey," Kurt murmured.

"I always want you." It wasn't much, but there was a hint of Blaine's normal self underneath the sentence and it made Kurt let out a small huff.

"I know. Pervert," he said in a quiet voice; afraid Blaine wouldn't take the bait to change the subject and that he'd only made everything worse. But normally he could give Blaine a break from his troubles by letting him get a little bit of what he wanted. What they both wanted.

"You like it," Blaine mumbled into his stomach, and maybe it wasn't the smartass way he would say it any other day, but at least he said it. And Kurt could feel his smile against his stomach so that seemed like a good sign.

"I'm afraid so. You've ruined me, Mr. Anderson," he said as he ran his fingers through Blaine's hair one last time. He loved touching the soft curls, but he couldn't keep doing it the entire day. As he tried to take a step back though Blaine tightened his grip and Kurt was forced even further forward; almost bending over Blaine's body.

"I want you," Blaine said quietly.

"Blaine?" Kurt questioned. It was like the curly haired man was talking to himself, but Kurt was pretty sure he'd heard him correctly and he felt the butterflies flutter around in his stomach.

"I always do, but I– right now, Kurt, I want you so much. I just want to be close to you, melt together with you forever." Maybe it was his emotional state, but Blaine was rambling and Kurt could feel his face get red with embarrassment, yes, but also something else. Something that an emotional Blaine could make him feel a little bit more than a cold, smartass Blaine could.

"Let's do it then," Kurt whispered before he even realized he was thinking it. It wasn't exactly how he'd imagined he'd tell Blaine he was ready, but the situation seemed right enough.

"No, no, I don't want it to be because of– because of that, I want it to be like you want it, and I–" Blaine started pulling away and falling over his own words. Maybe his rambling had been more to himself than anything else, but Kurt had heard him.

"Blaine, sweetie. Look at me. Do I look like I'm doing this out of sympathy? Am I that kind of person?"

"No," Blaine whispered.

"You're the most important person in my life, Blaine," Kurt said softly as he held a hand to Blaine's cheek; making their eyes connect. He took a deep breath.

"I –"

Blaine could see it before Kurt even opened his mouth.

He knew the next words out of the brunette's mouth would either kill him or make him cry of joy. Maybe a bit of both. So he did the only thing he knew how to.

He rose from his seat and crashed their lips together.

Kurt made a surprised noise in the back of his throat, but he soon relaxed into the kiss and wound his arms around Blaine's shoulders. He pulled back for air after a moment.

"Blaine, I–"

"Schh," Blaine interrupted quietly. "Don't talk. Just… let me." Kurt closed his mouth and searched Blaine's face for… something. He seemed satisfied after a few seconds of staring and then he nodded with a small smile.

"Bedroom?" He asked and stepped backwards towards the bedroom. He wasn't exactly thinking Blaine would say no. He wasn't disappointed.

"God yes."

"Are you becoming religious?" Kurt teased as he pulled Blaine just a little bit closer.

"Fuck you."

"Planning on it."

"Fuck, I really have ruined you," Blaine laughed. They reached Blaine's bedroom and for a moment they just stood there in silence. Kurt took Blaine's hands in his own and then they were kissing again; still soft and short, but filled with the promise of so much more. Kurt balled his hands up in Blaine's shirt and led him to the bed before sitting down.

"How do you want this?" The brunette asked. Blaine looked down at his boyfriend and the tense feeling he'd felt in his chest tightened slightly at the open and honest look on his face.

I love you. "However you want it."

"Good answer," Kurt smiled and pulled him down; connecting their lips again and leaning back so they were lying down on the bed.

"We're not gonna talk about it first?" Blaine asked as he trailed a hand over Kurt's chest and down his stomach; only to push his shirt up and feel his warm skin.

"Do you want to?" Kurt pushed the thoughts and questions about Blaine's mother to the back of his mind. He could always ask later. Blaine hesitated for only a moment. "No," he mumbled and leaned down to let his lips trail Kurt's jaw. There was the slightest of stubble and Blaine had to suppress a small shiver; he'd have to make Kurt promise him not to shave at least for a couple of days. Maybe he could take him on a trip and hide his razors… He bit his lip. Too many thoughts of the past and the future were floating around in his head and he sighed before shoving them back. He didn't want to think right now, he just wanted to feel.

Kurt, totally obvious to Blaine's inner troubles, leaned his head back onto the pillow to give him more room. Feeling Blaine's soft lips on his skin made him hot all over and when the curly haired man sucked lightly at his neck, Kurt's eyes rolled back in his head.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

"Blaine, we're in bed about to have sex, I'm pretty sure you can trust me with a secret," Kurt laughed. The laugh died quickly on his lips when Blaine leaned close to his ear to whisper, "I really want you inside me."

"You want me to…?" He trailed off. He'd always been pretty sure Blaine was the type to take control, not to give it away freely. Not that he hadn't thought about it when he was alone in his bed at night; even the distant memory of his fantasies made him shiver.

"So bad," Blaine murmured as he slowly straddled Kurt's lap. He purposely pressed his ass against Kurt's hard dick. "Get that gorgeous body working under me."

"Blaine," Kurt whined.

"What? You are."

"You're an idiot."

"And you're gorgeous."

"Shut up."

"Will do," Blaine smirked and leaned down to kiss the lips he felt so addicted to. "But you better help me, don't you think?" He teased and unbuttoned Kurt's jeans. It didn't take them long to shred their clothes and throw them all over the floor. Being naked together wasn't exactly new for them, but both men still felt the excitement of something else, something new happening.

There was teasing.

"Wow, do you fantasize about this a lot, honey?" Kurt chuckled as he pulled out a half-empty bottle of lube and Blaine almost had the decency to blush. Almost. Instead he crushed their lips together again.

"Well, wouldn't you, if you were thinking about having this," he grabbed Kurt's erect cock and stroked it once, twice before letting go. "Inside your ass?"

"I think I would be too busy enjoying my ass if I were you."

"You're obsessed with my ass."

"Duh." The 'who isn't?' didn't need to be said out loud.

There was a bit awkwardness.

"I'm not sure…"

"Another finger would be good first," Blaine panted. "I taught you this once before, didn't I?"

"And how well did that go, Mr. Anderson?"

"When I took over, you seemed to enjoy it."

"Exactly! I'm not even sure I know how to make it… good for you," Kurt finished awkwardly. It was true that it wasn't the first time he'd used his fingers; but that time it was on himself and Blaine had helped him through it. Maybe it just wasn't supposed to be this way.

"Hey," Blaine said gently; sensing his boyfriend's despair. "It's okay."

"But I'm–"

"Amazing," Blaine interrupted with a kiss. "And nervous. You're shaking," he pointed out. "Let me help you." And Blaine braced his knees on either side of Kurt before reaching behind and spreading himself open. "Slowly babe, just like I taught you."

There was reassurance.

"Is this okay?"

I love you. "Yea," Blaine breathed and pushed down on the three fingers in his ass. It was so okay. "Just oh, pull out, I want, god, I want your cock."

Kurt pulled his fingers out and a bit awkwardly dried them off in the sheets. He grabbed the condom and rolled it on with shaking fingers. It wasn't that he was scared of ruining it all, not really, he was more scared he'd hurt Blaine in some kind of way. He still clearly remembered how awful it had felt to have something pushed into his… He shivered and bit his lip. But Blaine had said it was different when you prepared the other person. So it had to be. That didn't stop his hands from shaking as he grabbed Blaine's thighs and tried to breathe evenly.

"You–" He cleared his voice. "You'll tell me if I hurt you, right?" Blaine just looked down at him with the softest expression in his eyes and the gentlest smile on his lips. He reached behind himself to line Kurt's cock up with his still slightly open entrance and then said very quietly, "You'd never hurt me." And then he pushed down and didn't stop before he could feel Kurt's hipbones against his upper thighs.

"Oh my god," Kurt moaned loudly and had to force himself not to thrust up. Time, Blaine had told him. You needed time to adjust.

Blaine himself didn't seem like he needed time though; he had his head thrown back, mouth slightly open and eyes glazed over in pure ecstasy. He was moving his hips in torturously slow circles, as if he could make Kurt go deeper inside him if he just worked long enough for it.

Kurt's hands were on Blaine's thighs; still slightly unsure what he was supposed to do. He felt an incredible need to just thrust up, but he was pretty sure that wasn't really needed with the way Blaine was moving his hips.

"Blaine," he panted, already forgetting what he was about to say when Blaine lifted up on his knees and slammed down.

"I really wanna kiss you," Blaine mumbled out through moans and grunts. Kurt wasn't sure how that was supposed to work, but then he remembered that this was Blaine. His Blaine, who would be honest with him if he did anything wrong. So he lifted up on his elbows and then pulled himself the rest of the way up until he was sitting upright with Blaine in his lap. This time he placed his hands on his boyfriend's hips and leaned forward until their noses were brushing together.

"I can help you with that," he whispered and tilted his head to the side to make their lips fit together perfectly. Blaine was moaning into his mouth even though he couldn't move much from his position. Kurt sneaked an arm around Blaine's waist and began moving his own hips as much as he could. They were moving in perfect sync when Blaine's thighs started burning from exhaustion and he slumped down a bit; leaning over and placing his arms around Kurt's shoulders and holding him close.

The brunette used the new angle to thrust up harder and faster and judging from Blaine's loud moans, he was hitting just right.

"Kurt," Blaine moaned long and brokenly; arms tightening around Kurt's neck.

I… "Love you. Fuck, oh my god, I love you," Blaine panted and his words seemed to drive Kurt closer and closer to the edge, judging by the way his thrusts kept gaining speed and force. He hadn't meant to say it out loud but once the words were out, he didn't seem to be able to stop saying them. "I love you, love you so much, o-oh my god."

"I love you too, Blaine," Kurt mumbled and tightened his grip around Blaine's waist. The curly haired man moved his arms so he was holding Kurt's back and gripping his shoulders instead. Ignoring his burning thighs, he met Kurt in every thrust and buried his face in the brunette's neck.

"God, fuck, I'm gonna come, gonna come," Blaine whined as he felt the heat in his stomach coil and then spread to the rest of his body, as his muscles tensed and tensed and tensed until they couldn't anymore and then everything in him snapped and he came up both his own and Kurt's chest with a low moan; mostly muted by Kurt's shoulder and neck.

The clenching of his boyfriend's muscles around his cock made Kurt grunt and bite his lip to keep from making too much noise, but his hips stuttered in their rhythm as he felt his own orgasm get nearer and nearer. The thing that pushed him over the edge was Blaine's ragged breath in his ear, whispering the words he'd been trying to swallow down over and over.

"I love you."

If Kurt had thought it would slightly awkward after, he might've been right. But the sweet kisses and the careful way Blaine moved after was enough to make him smile through the cleaning up and the change of sheets (who knew you'd sweat that much during sex?) and the whole 'do I just throw the condom in the trash bin or?' situation. They showered together because keeping their hands off each other was never really an option.

When they snuggled up to each other later, Kurt couldn't stop himself from asking, "You love me?" Because he'd never thought Blaine would say it out loud. He was quite positive he'd know at some point, but not really with direct words. And especially not with Blaine saying them first.

Instead of answering Blaine leaned up and kissed him gently on the lips before moving even closer; as if he could mold their bodies together as much as they'd been only twenty minutes before. He placed his head on Kurt's chest and the brunette felt a soft smile settle on his face as his eyelids started sliding shut.

They'd talk when they woke up. Right now it didn't matter what Blaine's dad or Blaine's mom had or hadn't done. Because right now they had each other, and that was all that mattered.

Kurt fell asleep with his arms wrapped around Blaine's warm body.

xxx

When Kurt woke up, Blaine was nowhere to be found. The blankets were cold and Kurt rubbed his eyes sleepily before walking around the apartment, calling out for his boyfriend. There were no notes and his clothes were gone from the floor. Kurt felt a cold dread settle in his stomach as he wrapped the sheet tighter around himself and searched through the apartment a second time.

But Blaine was gone.

He was gone and Kurt was panicking in his apartment all alone.

What had gone wrong?

So that… was… um… yea.

Tell me what you thought? (sorry it's a bit short) Thanks for reading guys!

Oh, and that time Blaine 'taught' Kurt: I'm thinking of actually finishing that scene and uploading it as a silly little one shot, would you guys like that?

K, bye!