A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the delay, school is weighing me down. But… here's another one-shot! I don't know when I'll update next. They're gonna be coming in pretty sporadically. Hope you enjoy this! Review, Like, Follow, and Prompt.
Title: Don't You Want Me?
Rating: M
Warnings: Handjob, Boy on Boy action, Cuss words, and awkwardness
Spoilers: Season 2
Prompt: From: Oliwia2310:

"Both boys (early in their relationship) have troubles communicating and telling each other what they really want to the point they cannot stand it. When that moment happens, very much unscheduled make out session occurs."

…

Kurt Hummel watched the boy sitting across the table from him, pretending to be on his IPhone. He would usually not do this much, this stalker-ish starring. He would catch himself, avert his eyes away, and blush tomato red. But, now, he doesn't have to. Now, that captivating boy he couldn't bring himself to turn away from, was his.

That's right, Kurt Hummel finally had a boyfriend. An honest-to-God, gorgeous, handsome, and every other good adjective in the Queen's English, boyfriend. And, who cares if he had to wait for him to come to a decision about his feelings, while he sat in the wings, with such strong feelings? Blaine Anderson, the perfectly dapper boy, was his, and his only.

And he's never been happier or felt so perfect. Well… almost perfect.

You see, most people would look at Kurt and immediately think "Virgin with a Capital V". Which he was, but that doesn't mean he exactly wants to… stay that way. And, even though he wasn't ready for full on penetration, a little more than sweet kisses and hand holding would do. It makes him blush to say it, but Kurt was ready to go further in the physical aspect of his and Blaine's relationship. Like, really ready.

But, the only problem was that he couldn't get the words out. Every time he would try and explain this problem to Blaine, he would just clam up, lose his voice, and blush until he passed it off as a Glee Club predicament, which would immediately catch Blaine's attention.

He needed more confidence, more… more courage. Kurt chuckled a little at his little joke. Blaine looked up at him, smiled and shook his head, returning back to his studies. Kurt was so cute. And super-hot.

I wish that chuckle was a moan. Ugh! Why can't he just come over here and let me devour him! Come over here and let me kiss you until you're a pool of mush under my hands… Great! Now I have a boner. Now what?

He cleared his throat. "Um, I'm getting pretty tired of studying. My brain hurts."

Kurt got the hint. "Do you want to go my room and… watch Disney movies?" He said in a rush. He mentally cursed himself. He chickened out again.

Ugh! He always does this! Why can't he just realize I want to make out!

"Oh, uh, sure thing. Just let me get packed up and I'll meet you up there. You still have the key I gave you, right?" Blaine said.

Kurt's heart warmed slightly at the memory of when Blaine gave him that. It was even more romantic than his boyfriend remembering his coffee order. He nodded and hummed affirmative, stood and walked out the door with a "See you in a minute".

…

They had both made it up to Blaine's dorm room, unloaded their things, and started the movie (Aladdin) and were cuddling on the bed. Kurt was laying his back onto Blaine's chest, resting his head on the boys shoulder, and his hands on his boyfriends, which were on his stomach.

This was a practically comfortable position for the both of them, well it would have been if not for Blaine's boner between them. Of course, Kurt hadn't noticed, or he would've spoken up, but Blaine sure did know about it.

It all went to hell when Kurt tilted his hips back an inch, trying to find a way to get comfortable. Blaine groaned deep in his throat at the friction between his cock, jeans, and Kurt's ass.

Kurt gasped and froze. What was that?

'Oh. My God. This is so embarrassing. Ugh, it felt so good though. Oh no, he's gonna hate me.', Blaine thought.

"Blaine?" Kurt said turning his head slightly for Blaine could hear his quite voice.

"Yeah?" His voice came out in a squeak.

"Is that a roll of pennies in your pocket?"

"Um… not really."

After a moment of silence, Kurt let out a breath and turned around fully toward his boyfriend. "um… was it me that… ya know?"

Blaine nodded slightly, still not looking in Kurt's eyes.

"Would you look at me?" Blaine looked up, "It's, uh, it's fine. We're both teenage boys, we both have feelings and hormones. Don't feel embarrassed, it natural, you can't help it… but I don't think I made that happen."

Blaine scoffed. "It was definitely you. You are so beautiful. Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your skin, everything is so perfect. How could I not be attracted to you? Ugh, don't even get me started on your ass- not that I look at it in a pervy way, but-"

He was cut off by Kurt leaned in and crushed their lips together. It took Blaine a second to get over the shock, but as soon as he did, he participated equally in the kiss.

Kurt pulled apart with a breathless whine, "Stop blabbing and let me take care of that problem for you."

He chuckled when Blaine moaned and leaned back over his boyfriend, laying them both down, Kurt on his side next to him.

He crashed his lips onto Blaine's, letting their lips move sensually on each other. Blaine licked Kurt's bottom lips, searching for entrance, which, of course, Kurt gave to him. Their tongues touched. Groaning and moaning, Kurt circled and played with Blaine's tongue with his own as he trailed his hand down Blaine's body from his cheek, where it was once resting.

He pinched Blaine's nipples, earning a groan for the boy. Kurt trailed kisses on Blaine's neck, marking him with a purpling bruise. They continued kissing sloppily until Kurt's hand reached his boyfriends' pants zipper. He looked into Blaine's eyes questionably, earning a wanting look from him. Taking it as a yes, he unzipped it slowly, then unbuttoning them gently. He pulled the jeans and boxer briefs down at once, eyeing the hard cock that popped out from underneath the cloth. Blaine let out a sigh at the release of pressure.

Kurt curled his hand around the length, giving it a few test strokes, tugs, pulls, and squeezes, seeing what worked the best and gave Blaine the most pleasure. Once he got the hang of it, Blaine withering in pleasure beside him, Kurt continued kissing him, nibbling at his bottom lip and feeling proud of himself for all of the pleasured sounds coming from his lover.

He rubbed some of the collected pre-cum he got down the shaft. He grinded his own hard on onto Blaine's thigh, moaning at the friction.

"Kurt- ugh- I think I'm gonna- ugh!" He spurt out long ropes of white cum onto Kurt's hand and his shirt. Kurt followed soon after with a scream and collapsed half on Blaine, half on his bed.

Blaine lazily put an arm around his boyfriend, ignoring the mess on them both. Kurt cuddled close onto Blaine's chest. They both smiled. They got what they wanted.