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Moving or Making (Out)
They were supposed to be planning the wedding.
Supposed to.
It wasn't Blaine's fault this time- Kurt was the one to bring up the honeymoon again, and, well, one thing led to another and soon enough Kurt was lying on top of Blaine and kissing him senseless.
He sucked a little on Blaine's lower lip, and Blaine moaned, groping his ass.
"God, Kurt," he whimpered. Kurt hmm'd in response, nuzzling Blaine's cheek and licking his lips- Blains darted up to catch Kurt's tongue between his teeth, and Kurt gasped.
"Guys, can you stop making out for a second?" said Rachel on the other side of the curtain.
Kurt separated his lips from Blaine's with a loud noise, but didn't pull away, staying close enough to feel Blaine's warm breath spilling out on his upper lip. "No."
"Kuuurt, come on! I need help with my outfit for the Funny Girl rehearsal!"
Kurt closed his eyes. Blaine was very still under him, but not rigid. "It's in two days, Rachel. There's no need to do it now." He breathes deeply through his nose, opens his mouth-
The curtain is pulled open suddenly, and he feels Blaine's head turning towards Rachel. He doesn't move an inch.
"Rachel. I swear to god, as much as I love you, if you don't close that curtain right now, tomorrow Blaine and I are moving out."
She huffs angrily, but he hears her pull the curtain back to its place.
He smiles, opening his eyes to Blaine's amused face. "Don't start, B. Just kiss me until she bothers us again."
"Hey!"
Kurt rolls his eyes, and closes them again as Blaine's lips meet his, and he sinks back into the warm familiarity of kissing his fiancé.