AN: Thank you so much for all the kind words! I hope you like the ending, and thank you for taking the time to read this! Smut at the end. Thanks again! :)
Epilogue
Blaine was spending Thanksgiving with his family, well the first part of it; he'd made plans with Kurt for the Friday and Saturday after. He was nervous about meeting Kurt's family, but Kurt said it'd be completely fine and he shouldn't worry. How he'd do that, Blaine had no clue. As it was he was now helping his mom clean up after their family dinner. It had been a quieter affair than normal, Cooper not being there this year, due to filming a movie in Canada.
He'd been so surprised when he'd gotten the call from Cooper telling him he was going to be in a film, and not just one for a festival but an actual Hollywood blockbuster. He'd only be playing a tour guide, but Blaine was proud of him either way. That had been two weeks after Blaine had been shot, and he was still exceptionally sore from it, he'd not told anyone in his family about actually being shot. He would have told Cooper, but he didn't want to distract him from his movie, so he'd waited.
Blaine had done away with the sling to come see his parents, not wanting questions, he still had to be careful with it, but it was mostly healed, and the sling wasn't that necessary anymore. Kurt had wanted him to wear it, but had given in when he realized Blaine would have to explain what happened to his parents and why he hadn't called them.
Telling the proper people at work had been relatively easy, but telling Dani and Mike, that had been difficult. Both had been upset that he hadn't called while he was in the hospital, and that he had basically fallen off the grid for a week. He hadn't contacted anyone from work for that whole week, worried they'd just be able to know, it hadn't been easy. Dani was a great friend and he hated lying to her, but he couldn't just tell her, because while he didn't think she'd turn him in, it'd have to be a secret and that'd be a burden to ask of her.
His mom interrupted his train of thought. "Blaine, honey, you've been staring at that dish for ages, something wrong?" She asked her tone with a touch of worry.
Blaine shook his head, both in answer and to remove the thoughts. "No, just thinking too hard." He said with a smile.
She smiled sweetly. "Okay, thinking about tomorrow?"
Blaine shrugged. "A little."
"You don't have to worry Blaine, you're a charming man, I'm sure you'll win them over. Just like I'm sure we would have loved Kurt, if you'd have invited him over." She said pointedly.
Blaine smiled sheepishly, he hadn't really thought about Kurt meeting his parents, at least not yet. So when he told his mom about going over to Kurt's she'd been disappointed that Kurt wasn't coming over here. "I'm sorry about that, but I told you we'd come over during Christmas time."
"I know, I guess I'm just disappointed we don't get to be first."
"I'm sorry." Blaine said sadly.
"You're not like ashamed of us are you?"
Blaine's face dropped in guilt. "Oh mom, no of course not! Kurt had just thought of it first, and then I figured you wouldn't mind waiting a little longer."
She nodded. "Alright, I just didn't want you to think that because we don't ask about your love life, it's not because we don't approve, it's just talking is hard."
Blaine laughed. "Yes mom, I know, both of you don't talk very well with family, let alone strangers. It's a wonder you have the jobs you do."
His mom smiled. "It's different with work, they know I'm in charge, but meeting someone in a personal way, it's a little harder."
"Okay, you know you don't have to meet him yet, if you're not ready, dad too."
She shook her head. "No, Blaine I will and can, and your father will be just as fine. We have time to prepare, which in a way I'm secretly glad you waited, because I do need time to prepare."
Blaine nodded. "I figured as much. He's really nice though, and just as nervous about meeting you guys as you are him. So really you don't have to worry that much."
"Okay. I trust you, you'll have to tell me more about him though, all you've said was he's perfect, and I'm not sure, but it's hard to picture a perfect man." She said, giggling.
Blaine grinned. "I will."
They finished up washing and then Blaine spent the rest of the day talking with his parents, topics ranging from jobs, Kurt, if his mom was planning a new video, and his paternal grandparents. They had chosen to spend their holiday at a ski resort, Blaine hadn't minded in the least.
Around eight thirty Blaine received a text from Kurt. Do you think we could talk tonight, I miss you already :( -Kurt
Blaine smiled sadly at that, he missed Kurt too, though they'd seen each other Tuesday, they'd agreed to not talk until after dinner on Thanksgiving. It had been an extremely rough couple of days. Kurt had been even more possessive of him and over-protective since Blaine had been shot. He wasn't complaining at all though. He'd really enjoyed having Kurt over for two weeks, and had been sad when he left.
Of course, I was going to go up to bed soon, call whenever you want :) –Blaine
He sent the text and then told his parents he was going up to his room, they said goodnight and went back to their own conversation. Blaine went up the stairs to his bedroom, he enjoyed visiting because his parents had never changed anything in his room, and it was always nice to feel like a kid again.
He went to his dresser and pulled out something to wear to bed; he preferred actually wearing pajamas when he was home. He sat his phone on the dresser and changed into some pants with turkeys on them, he liked being festive, then just a plain black t-shirt. As he was walking to the bathroom to brush his teeth, his phone rang. He turned back around to pick it up and answered.
"Hello."
"Blaine, it's so good to hear you finally. Why on Earth did we decide to not talk?"
Blaine giggled. "I really don't know, but I'm glad to hear you too."
"Well, it wasn't our brightest idea, I've been worried, and it doesn't even make any sense, but I can't help it."
"Kurt I've been perfectly fine, no pain at all, promise." Blaine said with a smile.
"I know, well I didn't but like I didn't think you'd be in pain and not tell me. But I can't help but think of it, you're too far away." Kurt said, sounding like he was pouting, which he probably was.
"Kurt I'm only an hour and a half away. Nothing is going to happen to me, you know that."
"I know, but this is the first time we've really been apart since it's happened, and I can't say I really like it."
Blaine half-smiled, he understood Kurt completely. "I know, I feel the same, but there's nobody here that's going to ask me to do anything strenuous, so no worries."
Kurt huffed. "You'd think that, but what if Nick came back and asked you for something else, like the horrible little shit he is."
"Kurt!" Blaine chided, though only a little seriously.
"What? I still think you let him off too easily. I mean you didn't even take the money and you fixed the hard-drive thing too! Blaine you're too good." Kurt said it like it was bad that he was so nice, which to him it might be.
Blaine laughed. "Kurt, really? I told him I would, and I wasn't going to back out, he could have died."
"Could have died? That wouldn't have been a bad thing." Kurt said, and Blaine could feel the eye-roll through the phone.
"Kurt."
"I'm not apologizing; he deserves at least some pain." Kurt said, clearly wishing Nick had been more hurt during the whole thing.
"I know you think that, and that you won't apologize, but I would feel bad if he'd gotten hurt."
"But why?" Kurt whined.
Blaine laughed. "Because he's still a person."
"If that's what you think, though personally I'm not so sure."
"Kurt, stop."
"Okay, fine. I'll talk about something other than that evil excuse of a human being. How was your dinner?"
"It was good, it was actually really quiet though, because it was just me and the parents, Cooper doing that movie, and my grandparents not being here."
"That's good, quiet it nice sometimes, mine was mostly the same, though there was a never-ending conversation about tomorrow. Though I'll admit some of it was really my fault. I hope I won't be distracted shopping tomorrow, are you planning any shopping?"
"Not as early as you are, but I might get out. I prefer to shop in the city though."
"I know, I get most stuff there, but for my parents it's just as well I shop here and save a little. They don't care so much about designer as Santana does, and now you. Oh Blaine I get to buy you Christmas presents, how did I not realize this before?" Kurt said in glee.
Blaine laughed. "I don't think I had thought of that either, that puts a lot of pressure on me now though, on finding the perfect gift for you."
"Oh I know, but no worries okay, I'm sure I'd love it no matter."
"Okay, but I probably still well."
"Yeah me too, but that just means we care. Should we put a price limit on it, because I have a feeling I might go overboard."
Blaine knew he would, in the two and a half months they'd been dating; Kurt had already gotten him loads of gifts. First for being shot, because obviously a gift will make you feel better Blaine. Then because they'd been dating a month, that'd been a lot bigger of a deal then Blaine had thought it'd be. It had been just after he got the stitches out, and Kurt went overboard to say the least. Then there were surprise gifts, just because Kurt had seen something and then the two month anniversary. Not that Blaine hadn't been the same, Kurt just tended to buy more quantity, and Blaine thought that was due to him loving to shop though.
"Yes, we need one. I'll let you pick it and then tell you yes or no." Blaine said.
"How is that fair?" Kurt whined.
"Because you'll probably put like fifty grand up at first, and be completely serious."
"Blaine, don't be ridiculous, I wouldn't spend that much! That'd be like for a one year anniversary, or your birthday, or valentine's day-"
"Kurt, do you see?" Blaine interrupted him, because he would keep listing things, with Kurt there was a never-ending supply of holidays.
"Okay. I'll be fine, how about ten grand?"
"Really?" Blaine asked incredulously that had to be too much. "You do realize my birthday and Valentine 's Day are both in February and that's only two months after Christmas."
"I know! But it's Christmas Blaine! What if I don't get you as much on your birthday?" Kurt suggested hopefully.
"No, because I know you'll just try to change my mind. Five grand at the very most Kurt, and I think you should budget my birthday and Valentine's together."
"What? No, that doesn't even make any sense. Because you'll be getting me something too, and then you have my birthday in May. You should get a budget too."
"I don't have a problem with buying too many things though."
"I don't have a problem, I just like to give people things, is that really so wrong?" Kurt said innocently.
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Kurt don't I know you, you just want to shop."
"Are you insinuating that I wouldn't buy you things if I didn't love shopping?"
That made Blaine pause; he hadn't meant it like that. "No! I just meant that you spend more than is necessary sometimes. I love everything you get me, and I know you put thought into each thing, I just wish it wasn't all on me."
"Oh Blaine, I know you didn't. I probably do have a problem, but shopping!"
Blaine laughed. "I know, just please five?"
"Fine, but I want more for February." Kurt demanded, though not unkindly.
"That's fine. Sometimes I wonder how you afford all this though."
"I invested a lot and got extremely lucky. Plus my job does pay really well."
"Okay, so what time tomorrow?" Blaine inquired.
"Well, did you need me to come and pick you up?"
"Oh no, that'd be too much to ask, I can rent a car." Blaine hadn't actually thought about it, he hadn't rented one when he arrived, because his parents had just picked him up at the airport.
"I have one, so really it'd be cheaper if I came and got you, besides Carol has been arguing with me about who was going to cook. I made dinner today; we take turns for each major holiday."
"That's interesting, but wouldn't it be a hassle to come and get me?" Blaine asked, thinking it'd take too long.
"You are never a hassle. I want to come and get you, I miss you more than you realize." Kurt said, his voice softening quite a bit.
"Oh, Kurt, I miss you too, and I'd love to see you as soon as I could, I just don't want to be any more trouble."
"Like I said, you never are, I'm quite happy to."
"Okay."
…
Blaine spent Friday morning with his parents, since he'd be staying with Kurt the rest of his time in Ohio. Kurt had insisted they book a hotel room after they had dinner with Kurt's family, and Blaine sure wasn't going to say no.
Kurt sent him a text that he'd arrive around four, maybe a little after. Blaine had packed everything up by three and was in the kitchen with his mom waiting.
"If Kurt's coming to pick you up, are we going to meet him?" She asked nervously.
Blaine looked up from his coffee. "You could, but it's not necessary if you're not ready."
His mom sighed. "I feel like I should, I mean I don't want him to think we're rude or something like we don't approve."
"Oh no, mom, don't worry about that. He won't, I've explained to him, mostly."
She glared at him. "Explained what exactly?"
Blaine shrugged. "Just that you're shy, not anything else."
She stared at him for a moment. "Alright, I suppose that's fine, I just don't want him to think we are insane or you know, those things people say, what do people say?"
Blaine chuckled. "Mom, really he wouldn't think that, even if I told him everything. He's a good person, and you're not insane or anything close to it."
She shrugged. "I know, but people, you know?"
Blaine smiled indulgently. "I know."
His mom said that a lot, he used to think it really weird, and sometimes he doesn't get it, but that was his mom. "Do you want me to explain more, I think he'd be more understanding if he knew everything?"
She thought about it. "If you want, I'm not sure why I'm making a deal out of it. He seems nice, and if you trust him than it's alright, though I don't know if I should believe that, you trust everyone."
And Blaine did, his mom, dad and Kurt thought he trusted too easily, Cooper probably too. "I just try to think the best of people."
"Well that's just weird." His mom said, rolling her eyes.
Blaine laughed. "If you say so." Blaine looked at his watch then, it'd only been ten minutes, and this hour was taking forever. He sighed.
"Do you want to make some cookies, might help the time go by faster?" She offered.
He nodded and got off the stool.
They quickly mixed up a batter for snicker doodles, it being Blaine's favorite. They only took twelve minutes to bake, so there'd be some for Blaine to take with him, if not most of them. By the time the first batch was done and cooled off enough to box up, the doorbell rang. Blaine grinned knowing it was Kurt and almost ran to the door. He opened it quickly and his smile grew upon seeing Kurt.
Kurt opened his arms and Blaine practically flew into them. "Blaine." Kurt said with a sigh and squeezed him tighter. "You smell so good, were you baking?"
Blaine tried to pull back so he could answer properly, but Kurt wouldn't let him. "Yes."
"You can't leave yet, I've just got you." Kurt said, and Blaine wasn't sure if he was being sincere or not, but he was completely happy where he was. If not a little cold, but Kurt did help with that.
They stood there for a few minutes breathing the other in happily, until Blaine started to shiver, because it was the end of November in Ohio.
"Oh, baby, I'm sorry, I wasn't even thinking." Kurt said, running his hands up and down Blaine's back to warm him up. "Did you want to go inside?"
Blaine pulled back. "We can, I'll have to get my stuff to go, but stay in the foyer please?" Blaine felt bad for asking, but he'd respect his mother's wishes.
Kurt was frowning but he nodded. "Okay."
They walked inside and shut the door; Blaine hugged Kurt one more time and then turned to go up the stairs. Kurt watched for a moment, and then once Blaine was out of sight he looked around.
"Stay there." Blaine said from the top of the stairs, having come back to look around the corner.
"I will." Kurt said exasperated, if not a little guilty.
"Okay, just sorry, but please."
Kurt nodded, not knowing why, but he went with it.
Blaine was back a few minutes later with his suitcase in tow behind him, Kurt walked forward to grab it from him and Blaine let him.
"Why'd I need to stay in foyer?" Kurt asked curiously.
"I'll explain in the car." Blaine told him, he then remembered the cookies. "Oh I'll be back in just a second."
Kurt nodded, so Blaine turned and went back into the kitchen. His mom was in there, she was sitting at the table, furthest from the door, with the plate of cookies in front of her.
"Oh mom, he's not left the foyer, don't worry. I've come to get the cookies, if you haven't eaten them all." Blaine said jokingly.
"It's alright Blaine, I'm okay. And I've left the tin on the island."
Blaine looked over and saw it, and then walked over to give his mom a hug and kiss. "Bye mom, where's dad?"
"Not sure, he was reading earlier."
Blaine nodded. "Okay, tell him bye for me?"
She nodded. "I'll miss you sweetie. Have fun though."
Blaine smiled and leaned down to kiss the top of her head, and then turned around to leave, picking up the tin on the way out. When he got back into the foyer Kurt was trying to look around, obviously dying to see the rest of the house.
"Hey."
Kurt jumped and turned around. "I haven't left, promise."
Blaine grinned. "It's fine, I know, let's go though."
Kurt nodded and they both walked out of the house and got into the car, Kurt putting Blaine's suitcase into the back. Once they were in the car, Kurt started it and then drove around the loop in front of Blaine's house, and pulled onto the street.
"So you said you'd explain?" Kurt asked, briefly looking at Blaine.
"My parents, I told you they were shy, you remember?"
"Yes."
"Well it's a little more than that, my mom has social anxiety pretty bad, my dad too, but it's not as rough for him. He just doesn't talk as much. Sometimes my mom will have panic attacks, around people she doesn't know."
Kurt frowned. "But didn't you say she taught classes?"
"Yes, she does, but I guess it's different, because it's mostly the same people. She does always get really bad before a new class starts, but her job is something she knows, so it's easier for her to do. Going to crowded places or meeting new people is harder for her. She doesn't mean anything by it, just; well I wouldn't say she's scared really, just anxious."
"Okay, um, honestly I don't know what to say to that." Kurt said.
"Its fine, you don't have to say anything, just understand."
"Okay I can do that, and I do by the way. Does she want to wait for a while? To meet me."
"Well, she said Christmas was okay, but I mean sometimes she does change her mind."
"Okay, whatever works for her, I don't want to make her more nervous than necessary."
"Thank you." Blaine said.
"Of course." Kurt smiled at him, and put his hand on Blaine's lap.
They spent the drive, talking about mostly mundane things, Kurt trying to keep Blaine from getting nervous about meeting his dad. When they finally made it to Kurt's house, it was almost six.
"Okay, so don't be nervous, and well just leave your suitcase in here." Kurt said to Blaine, hoping to ease his worries.
Blaine nodded, though he was nervous, it'd be impossible for him to not be.
Kurt got out of the car and walked over to Blaine's side, opening the door for him, Blaine didn't move, causing Kurt to laugh lightly. "Come on, baby. It'll be perfectly fine, I promise." Kurt reached into the car and pulled on Blaine's hand to get him to move, which he did, though slowly.
"Sorry." Blaine mumbled once he was out of the car.
Kurt smiled. "Don't apologize, I get it, but come on, I'll be there the whole time."
"You won't leave me?" Blaine asked voice needy.
Kurt turned to face him, and pulled him close. "Blaine, of course not, you can even go to the bathroom with me."
Blaine laughed, and then paled. "Please don't go to the bathroom."
Kurt chuckled. "I can't promise that but I'll try."
"Okay, I'm ready, I think. You said he's nice though?"
Kurt nodded. "He's as nice as I am." He answered as he started walking, pulling Blaine by his hand.
"Oh Kurt, that's, well you're nice, but it's a type of nice you grow accustomed to."
Kurt turned to look at him, raising his eyebrow. "Oh really?"
"Kurt, you know how you are."
Kurt stared hard at him for just a moment, and then laughed. "Okay, that may be true, and I suppose my dad is similar, but I'll protect you."
Blaine nodded, knowing he really didn't have a choice. "Okay, let's go."
And they walked the rest of the way to the door, Kurt reaching for the knob, but Blaine stopped him. "Don't you need to knock?"
Kurt raised his eyebrow. "Do you knock at your parent's house?"
Blaine nodded. "Yes of course, I don't live there anymore."
"Blaine, sometimes your politeness really astounds me." Kurt said, turning the door knob and pushing it open. They walked in, Kurt letting Blaine ahead of him. There really wasn't much of a foyer in Kurt's dad's house, so you could see into the living room from the door. This meant that Burt could see them as soon as they stepped inside the house, Blaine paled when he saw him. Blaine had imagined him to be similar to Kurt, but he wasn't, Kurt must take after his mom.
"Dad, this is Blaine, Blaine this is Burt my dad." Kurt said from slightly behind Blaine, he felt Kurt put his hand on his lower back, and he relaxed into it.
Burt had walked over to them, and held his hand out; Blaine quickly moved to shake it. "Nice to meet you, sir."
"You too, heard a lot about you." Burt said, smiling.
Blaine looked up at Kurt quickly. "That's good, I hope."
"Of course it is Blaine, like you've ever done anything bad." Kurt said indignant, he sounded completely serious too.
Burt chuckled. "Yes, all good, how's the arm?"
Blaine couldn't help but look to his arm. "It's much better now, no sling needed anymore."
"Good to hear."
Blaine nodded, not knowing what else to say. It was silent for a moment and then Kurt spoke up.
"How's dinner going?"
"I don't know Carol's in the kitchen if you want to check it out, Blaine can sit in here with me." Burt answered.
Blaine's eyes widened slightly, and he unconsciously leaned back into Kurt.
"No." Kurt said, staring his dad down. "I don't trust you, but we will go check on dinner."
Burt just shrugged with a smile and walked back to sit in his chair. Kurt led Blaine through the short hallway towards the kitchen. Carol was at the stove stirring a pot of what Kurt knew was Alfredo sauce; he cleared his throat to get her attention.
She turned slightly and smiled at him, then saw Blaine, her smile widen. "Oh this must be Blaine! It's so lovely to finally meet you; Kurt's talked about you so much." She gushed, walking over to them, and reaching for Blaine's hands.
Blaine smiled kindly at her. "I'm glad to meet you too, I've heard a lot about you too."
Carol laughed. "I doubt as much, oh and thank you for helping Kurt with the gifts. They were all so lovely!"
"You're welcome; Kurt did most of the work though."
Kurt paused his adoring look at Blaine to interrupt. "Don't let him lie to you, he helped a lot."
Blaine blushed, ducking his head.
"Oh you are adorable!" Carol said with a giggle.
Kurt laughed as Blaine's blush deepened. "Don't tease him too much."
She smiled. "Sorry, sorry, I'll leave you alone. Unless you wanted something Kurt?" She turned her attention to Kurt.
"Not really, just wanted to introduce Blaine and check on dinner."
"Okay, well dinner will be done in just a few minutes. You can sit the table if you want?" Carol prompted.
Kurt nodded. "Sure, Blaine go sit down."
Blaine hesitated, wanting to help, and Kurt knew that.
"No, go, you'll be fine." He said both to appease his worry about being left alone, and also about wanting to help.
Blaine nodded and went to sit at the table. The kitchen and dining room was open, so you could see from one end to the other, but it was still a relatively big room. Blaine watched Kurt get the plates from the cupboards, and then the silverware, and napkins. He brought them over to the table and started placing them properly.
"Baby, are you okay?" Kurt whispered.
"Yeah, think so, just a little nervous still, but it's not too bad." Blaine said with a smile.
"Good, if everything goes smoothly we can enjoy tonight." Kurt said, winking.
Blaine flushed, it'd been too long since they'd been together, and Blaine missed it. He shouldn't think about that stuff now though, not at Kurt's parent's house. "Kurt, not here."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Blaine really, you don't think I've not done anything here?"
"But it's your parent's house." He said, shocked.
Kurt shrugged. "I don't know if you remember, but I was a teenager at some point, and it's not like I lost the urge just because I became older."
"Well…" Blaine trailed off, not knowing what to say.
Kurt took pity on him. "Don't worry about it, just get through dinner, and I'll take care of you."
Blaine watched him walk off then, into the living room. Blaine took a deep breath, he just needed to get through dinner, really that wouldn't be too hard at all.
….
Blaine made it through dinner alright; it wasn't nearly hard as he'd thought, though he did let Kurt talk more often than most. There was a slight interrogation but Kurt only let it get so far as three questions, of which involved his job before he put a stop to it. Blaine liked them though, and from what Kurt said on the way back, they had liked him too, so he counted tonight a success.
"Finally!" Kurt said as they walked through the door of their hotel room. It was a pretty nice room, though they hadn't gone all out. It only had the king size bed and the bathroom, Kurt had wanted the suite, but Blaine had insisted it wasn't really necessary, since they were only staying till Sunday.
Blaine smiled at him. "It hasn't been that bad."
"That's not what I mean. I mean, finally we get to be alone, and actually do something, because I've missed you like crazy." Kurt said, walking towards Blaine, and backing him up to the bed.
Kurt pushed him slightly so that he'd sit down. "Oh."
Kurt smirked. "Yes, oh." Kurt got onto the bed, straddling Blaine. "I don't know if you've realized but it's been over a week since I've been inside you, and really that's just not right."
Blaine gulped and shook his head. "No."
"No what?" Kurt asked, tilting his head to the side, he leaned down and started kissing the side of Blaine's neck.
"Um, no, it's not right, I think." Blaine answered, though he was getting distracted, Kurt's hands were now unbuttoning his shirt.
"I see." Kurt breathed against his neck. He finished unbuttoning the shirt, and spread it open, moving his mouth down and kissing along Blaine's collar bone. "I'm not sure if you should be thinking right now, I'd rather you just enjoy this."
Blaine moaned, the feel of Kurt's mouth on him, he wasn't even sure what Kurt had said. "What?"
Kurt pulled away, and smirked at him. "Nothing, baby, just lay back for me?"
Blaine nodded, and laid back on the bed, he pushed himself towards the top when Kurt had moved off of him. Kurt stayed where he was and started working on undoing Blaine's pants, the belt coming off, and then the buttons. As he did this he kissed along Blaine's chest, and then licked down the center, and circled his belly button with his tongue.
Blaine's pulse quickened from the sensations and the anticipation of were Kurt's hands would soon be. Kurt pulled Blaine's pants down, just under his ass, and then the underwear followed. Blaine was already hard, and he could feel that Kurt was too.
Kurt didn't tease him too much, of which Blaine was thankful, and had started kissing along the base of his cock. He started licking up and up until he was at the head, and licked around it, sucking on the head for a moment. It felt so hot and wet, and Blaine already wanted to come. Kurt started using his hand then, squeezing at the base, and sucked hard on the head, making Blaine thrust his hips upwards. Kurt pulled off then, his lips wet and bright red, Blaine moaned.
"Baby, you're going to come this way, and then I'm going to fuck you, and you're going to come again. And then I'll keep fucking you until you're hard again. Then I'm going to pull out and fuck you in the mouth and then if you can, I want you to come for me. Can you do that you think?"
Blaine moaned, loving how Kurt talked to him and everything that he was saying. He whimpered and nodded.
"Tell me." Kurt said as he licked a stripe up Blaine's cock.
"Yes, please, Kurt." Blaine whimpered out.
Kurt smirked. "Good." Then went back to sucking Blaine's cock, he sucked down to the base and hollowed his cheeks. Blaine let out a whine at the amazing feeling. Kurt knew exactly what to do to make Blaine come quickly, if that's what he wanted. Kurt moved his mouth slowly back up, moving his tongue the whole time, and stopped at the head. He used just the slightest bit of pressure from his teeth at the slit and Blaine screamed. He loved that more than anything, the small slice of pain, how utterly sensitive it was there. Kurt pressed his tongue hard against the slit and then Blaine came. Kurt swallowed it, and then leaned back, licking his lips and watching Blaine breathe heavily.
He was a gorgeous sight, lying there with his shirt open, and pants just down far enough to see his dick, panting heavily and sweating. Kurt loved it, and he wanted more, he always wanted more.
He stood up and pulled Blaine's pants off the rest of the way, pausing to take his shoes off first. He dropped the pants on the floor, and then moved back to the bed, so he could pull Blaine's shirt off. Blaine let him manhandle him, just watching him like he was the only important thing in the world.
Once he was done, Kurt stood back up and stayed at the end of the bed, just admiring the picture of Blaine right then.
"What about you?" Blaine asked voice soft and wrecked.
"Hmmm." Kurt said, and then looked down at himself. "Oh you mean my clothes?"
"Yes." Blaine said, nodding.
Kurt licked his lips. "Well I've just had this thought, and let's say I don't take my clothes off, maybe I can just fuck you like this. Unbutton my pants, pull my dick out and just fuck you, how about that?"
Blaine blinked, thinking, that could work. Actually that could really work, Kurt being fully clothed still and fucking him, like he didn't have the time to take off his own clothes. He wanted Blaine that bad, Blaine felt himself start to harden again, and it hurt just a little. "Yeah, we can do that."
Kurt grinned smugly. "Good."
Kurt moved away, to get the lube and condom out of the suitcase; he came back and tossed the condom onto the bed. Blaine looked at it with a frown. "Why?"
"Can't do what I want without it, now can we?"
Blaine had to think for a moment, trying to remember everything Kurt had said, and then yeah. "Oh."
Kurt raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Yeah oh." He kneeled back on the bed, opening the lube that he still had, and spreading Blaine's legs further apart with his knees. "Now I don't want you to touch your cock, okay?"
Blaine nodded, even though he knew it'd be difficult not to, Kurt would take care of him. Kurt liked to do this sometimes, make him come completely undone, to where he couldn't think of anything else but Kurt. Blaine liked it that way really, he'd rather not think of anything else besides Kurt.
Kurt moved his fingers to Blaine's thighs, squeezing them and then moving them and spreading them far enough that he could see Blaine's hole. He circled the rim slowly with his finger, staring at Blaine and watching his reaction. Blaine was watching him with a wanton look on his face; Kurt smirked and pushed his finger in deep. Blaine moaned loudly, spreading his legs wide subconsciously.
Kurt enjoyed this part probably the most, how Blaine reacted to him, just the smallest touch and he'd just react. It was a breath-taking sight. Kurt leaned down further, and started to kiss Blaine's ass then, getting closer to his rim, he licked the edge lightly and then pulled back to see Blaine. He had his eyes closed and was pressing down on Kurt's finger. Kurt added another finger, and then moved back, pressing his tongue alongside them.
"Kurt, please, more." Blaine moaned.
Kurt stuck a third finger in pumping them slowly. "What do you want, baby? My mouth or cock?" Kurt asked seductively.
Blaine whimpered, wanting both really, but he knew he'd have to choose. "Cock." He moaned out, as Kurt thrust his fingers in deeply.
Kurt smirked, and pumped his fingers in and out, until he felt Blaine was stretched enough. When he moved for the condom, Blaine whimpered at the loss.
"Kurt."
He glanced up at him, pausing when he saw the desperate look on Blaine's face. "Baby, you okay?"
Blaine nodded, but then shook his head. "I want to do whatever you want, but I." He paused, not knowing how to express what he wanted.
Kurt frowned and stopped what he was doing to lean over to Blaine, so that he was on top of him. "What is it baby?"
"I just want to be close to you." Blaine said, he loved when Kurt fucked him, did he ever, but sometimes he wanted something more.
"Would you rather we go slower?"
Blaine licked his lips and nodded. "Yes, if you don't mind."
Kurt smiled softly at him. "Of course I don't mind, I want to do everything with you. Not every time needs to be like a porno."
Blaine laughed slightly, glad that Kurt understood.
"If were slowing this down though, do you want me to be naked then?"
Blaine thought about it and nodded. "Yeah, please."
Kurt smiled and kissed him sweetly on the mouth and then got off the bed. He took his clothes off, and then crawled back on top of Blaine. He kissed him long and deep, wanting to make this more intimate, because that's what Blaine wanted. They kissed for a few moments before Blaine started to get impatient, thrusting upwards into Kurt.
"Okay, okay." Kurt mumbled in-between kisses.
He pulled back and sat back on his knees, pushing Blaine's legs apart again. He put more lube on his fingers and pressed them back inside Blaine. He was stretched enough, so Kurt moved forward so that he could press into Blaine. Once fully inside Kurt leaned down to him, and kissed him again.
They breathed each other in, enjoying the closeness of being together fully. The pace was slow and languid, Kurt not rushing, but making sure Blaine felt amazing on every thrust.
Blaine enjoyed the feeling of Kurt inside him, and the slowness of it, how he would kiss him deeply every time he pushed in deeper. It was like they were connecting in a different way, and Blaine couldn't get enough of it. When they came it was quiet and slow. Kurt stayed still for a long moment, not wanting it to really end, he eventually moved though.
Kurt stayed on top of Blaine, kissing him on the neck and jaw, not really wanting to move far away from him at all. No matter that there was come on his stomach, he was content to just lay this close to him. "You alright?" He murmured.
"Yeah." Blaine breathed out. "That was amazing."
Kurt smiled in satisfaction. "Yeah?"
"Always." Blaine said grinning.
"Good, I do try to make it magical every time." Kurt said jokingly.
"It is though, you're perfect." Blaine said, voice taking on a serious note.
Kurt sat up and looked into Blaine's eyes then. "Yeah?"
Blaine nodded.
"You too. Blaine I don't even know how to explain how much you mean to me." Kurt said wistfully.
Blaine bit his lip to keep from grinning like an idiot. "I love you."
Kurt paused, shocked, but then smiled. "I love you too, and Blaine I think that might be the best explanation you've ever given."
Blaine laughed, pressing his face into Kurt's neck and hugging him tightly.
"I want you for always Blaine, you get that don't you?" Kurt said seriously, as he hugged Blaine tightly to him. He felt Blaine nod against him.
"Always."