Blaine froze, his whole body seizing up and tensing. Kurt's lips were warm and full, molding around his and pressing hard against Blaine's. Blaine could feel his heart give out a surprised and painful thump as Kurt deepened the kiss for a moment before pulling away a little and looking down into Blaine's eyes, his parted lips rosy and his cheeks flushed pink. Blaine's mind went blank and his jaw opened and closed a few times without enough oxygen in his lungs to utter a single sound. Kurt's half-lidded eyes searched his face, his chest rising and falling in quick spurts against Blaine's.

"Blaine," Kurt breathed, his breath warm against Blaine's lips as he leaned down and kissed him again.

Blaine's head became fuzzy and his stomach fluttered, his heart skipping a beat and freezing the air in his lungs. His lips were immobile, stuck in shock, but Kurt's burning mouth moved regardless. He sucked Blaine's bottom lip into his mouth and grazed his teeth over it, hitching Blaine's shallow breath. Kurt grazed his teeth over the sensitive flesh again, trying to get a rise out of Blaine. This time it worked.

A shiver rolled down Blaine's spine and his whole body shuddered under Kurt. He sighed into the kiss, parting his lips and moving them with Kurt's. Their lips were fast and clumsy as they sucked hungrily. Blaine's body boiled, erupting in a raging inferno and Kurt was stoking the flames with each heated kiss. Soon the flames were going out of control. Kurt's fingers found their way into Blaine's hair and were tangling themselves in his dark curls. Blaine's hands traveled from their place on Kurt's shoulder blades and clamped down on his waist, clutching Kurt impossibly tight to his body, but it wasn't close enough.

Blaine slowly sat up off the floor, dragging Kurt by the lips as he went until he was sitting upright. Kurt removed his lips from Blaine's and pulled back onto his knees, knotting his hands in the front of Blaine's shirt. He shoved with all his force against Blaine's chest until he slid a foot backward slammed against the side of the couch. Blaine grunted as he hit and reached for Kurt, his frantic hands finding his face.

Their lips came crashing together in a heated moan of teeth and tongue, hot breath rushing out and mingling in between gasps. Kurt straddled Blaine's lap on his knees and began fisting through Blaine's hair again, tickling a moan in the back of Blaine's throat. Blaine dropped his hands from Kurt's face and trailed them down Kurt's back, letting them roam over his hips. His hands traveled lower, roughly running his palms slowly over the curve of Kurt's supple ass, digging his fingers in a little. Kurt's lips fumbled against Blaine's mouth as a deep moan clawed its way up the back of his throat, the sound staking Blaine right in the chest. Blaine's lips left Kurt's and traveled down his pale neck, exploring its familiar length with a string of heated kisses, inhaling Kurt's intoxicating scent and nipping at the delicious skin.

Kurt was panting against Blaine's temple, gasping for air now that his mouth was free. He moaned as Blaine found his favorite spot on his neck, just below his earlobe. Blaine knew this spot well and paid it special attention, running his tongue over it in between turns of sucking on the spot and grazing his teeth over it.

"Do you wanna move this somewhere else?" Kurt panted breathily in Blaine's ear.

"Mmmmmm," Blaine mumbled against Kurt's neck. He placed one more kiss over the spot on as he slid off Blaine's lap.

Blaine rose to his feet, pulling Kurt up after him and fused their mouths together again once they were both standing. They began slowly dancing through the living room, but the slow and clumsy pace wasn't fast enough for either of them. Blaine grasped Kurt firmly by the hips and lifted as Kurt jumped and wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist, hooking his ankles together behind Blaine's back. Blaine slid his hands down Kurt's hips and rested them on the underside of his thighs just below his ass, supporting Kurt's weight as he slowly made his way down the hallway towards the bedroom. Kurt hands left Blaine's hair and traveled to the front of the couture shirt he wore without moving his lips from Blaine's. Kurt's shirt, which had looked great before with its chains and studs and dozens buttons down the front, grew more and more frustrating for Kurt whose fingers fumbled clumsily with the first few tiny buttons. He grumbled against Blaine's mouth in frustration.

Blaine groaned in exasperation and turned towards the wall of the hallway right before the bedroom, slamming Kurt's back against it. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth at the roughness of the move and used the wall to wrap his legs tighter around Blaine as his hands worked on his own shirt. Blaine's used the wall to support Kurt's weight and his hands traveled to Kurt's complex shirt. He began helping Kurt with the buttons, his hands fumbling as his mouth worked furiously against Kurt's. With their attention divided between the buttons and each other's tongues, they struggled with the buttons, both of them getting increasingly frustrated. Blaine tore his mouth away from Kurt's and snapped his eyes open with a frustrated grunt and gave the cursed buttons his full attention. Kurt moved his hands out of the way and rested his cheek against Blaine's forehead, panting as he waited impatiently for him to finish with the buttons.

The small buttons were slippery in Blaine's trembling clammy fingers as they hastily groped from one to the other, desperately trying to get the damn things undone as fast as possible. He could feel Kurt through his clothes and his hot breath against his forehead blowing through his damp curls, adding to his already mounting desperation. He wasn't making enough progress fast enough and the small whines tickling the back of Kurt's throat were sending him spiraling and his hands shaking even more.

"Blaine," Kurt whined quietly into Blaine's curls, his fingers twisting into the hair at the back of Blaine's neck and holding firmly. He was urging Blaine to hurry as his long fingers twisted through his hair in random patterns and he kneaded the spot and wrapped his legs tighter around Blaine's waist.

He couldn't put up with this anymore, only managing to get ten of the two or three dozen buttons down Kurt's shirt undone. This shirt was killing him, it needed to come off now. He leaned forward and glued his mouth to Kurt's again, Kurt sighing gratefully into the kiss as he tangled his fingers through Blaine's hair again. Blaine gripped the fabric on either side of the row of buttons and ripped them apart from each other, popping all the clasped buttons off Kurt's designer shirt. Kurt moaned against Blaine's mouth and untangled his fingers from the dark curls as the buttons scattered all over the floor. Blaine pulled the open shirt away from Kurt's chest and Kurt shrugged out of the long sleeves, only momentarily getting tangled in the chains on the shoulders. The shirt fell to the floor at Blaine's feet with a loud clatter and Blaine victoriously ran his open palms over the smooth planes of Kurt's naked chest. Kurt sighed into the touch and tightened his arms around Blaine's shoulders as Blaine's hands grazed over the flushed skin of his chest, the skin warm and smooth under his fingers.

Impatience won over and Kurt pulled closer and tugged Blaine's hair pointedly. Blaine got the hint and slid his hands all the way back down his chest and returned them back to the underside of Kurt's thighs. He shrugged away from the wall, holding Kurt's full weight in his hands, and headed through the doorway of the bedroom. He navigated the space using his memory of the room from the last time he was here which was difficult because the room was lit only by the dim lights coming through the window and his concentration was focused on Kurt's tongue as it dipped into his mouth again.

Finally, his knees bumped into the edge of the bed and he slowly bent his body at the waist easing Kurt's back onto the mattress. Kurt's lips never left Blaine's as he unhooked his ankles from behind Blaine's back and used his arms to slowly scoot away from the edge of the bed on his back. Once Kurt was far enough onto the bed so that only his ankles were hanging off the side, Blaine moved his lips and began trailing them down his jaw. He moved his lips down Kurt's neck and down the center of his chest, placing wet kisses all along the length of it. Kurt slid his hands up Blaine's clothed back as Blaine's head drifted lower down his flushed chest, his head falling back onto the mattress, chest heaving. Once Blaine's lips reached the top of Kurt's jeans, he stood all the way up, running his palms slowly down Kurt's thighs as he stood, massaging as he went. Blaine grabbed one of Kurt's feet and began quickly untying his knee high boots.

He gasped in huge lung-fulls of air as his fingers fumbled with unlacing the thin shoelaces of the boot. Blaine finished loosening the boot and yanked it roughly off Kurt's foot, letting it fall to the floor at the edge of the bed. He moved on to the other boot, making quick work of the second one, dropping that boot next to the first one as he moved onto the socks. He looked up at Kurt, who was still panting on his back, and removed the sock slowly, relishing the desperate look in Kurt's eyes. He did the same for the second making Kurt nearly squirm in agony, the soft lights coming through the window dancing off his pale chest. He dropped the second sock to the floor and as it fell from his fingertips, Kurt sat bolt upright and found Blaine's lips in the darkness. Blaine smiled against the kiss, almost laughing at Kurt's urgency.

Kurt began sliding backward to the center of the mattress, dragging Blaine along with his kisses. Blaine was crawling along with Kurt, his arms and legs straddling on either side of Kurt's slender body. As Blaine moved away from the edge of the bed, he kicked his shoes off, grateful his were easier to get off than Kurt's. Kurt came to a stop with his head resting on the pillows at the head of the bed. He reached his arms up and wrapped them around Blaine's shoulders, roughly dragging him flush against his body.

Their mouths moved aggressively against each other's, both men gasping and panting against the other's lips. Kurt had to come up for air first, tearing his lips from Blaine's and gulping down oxygen. Blaine trailed his lips down Kurt's neck again as Kurt caught his breath. He brought his lips down on Kurt's collarbone and bit down, eliciting a moan from the man under him. Blaine grinned devilishly against the skin and nibbled the flesh again, Kurt arching his back under him.

Unable to take it any longer, Kurt grabbed Blaine by the shoulders and rolled over so that he was on top. He leaned down and pressed a kiss onto Blaine's hungry lips before crawling down the length of Blaine's body. Blaine sat up a bit, propping himself up on his elbows. Kurt was up on his knees, straddling Blaine's lap and his chest heaving. He flicked his eyes up to Blaine's flushed cheeks and raked his body with his eyes before giving him an impish grin. Kurt slowly dragged his palm roughly over the tight fly of Blaine's jeans, watching Blaine's reaction.

"Damn it, Kurt," Blaine moaned, eyes rolling back in his head as he slumped back down into the pillows as he trembled. Kurt grinned and grabbed Blaine's shirt, roughly un-tucking it from the top of Blaine's tight jeans. Once he got the shirt un-tucked, he unbuttoned the bottom button with one hand and brought his lips down on the flesh just under his bellybutton. Blaine moaned and his hands flew into Kurt's hair as Kurt's mouth worked on that spot. His hand moved to the next button on Blaine's shirt and his lips followed its progress, kissing and biting a path up Blaine's chest. Kurt's hand unbuttoned Blaine's shirt and his lips trailing along behind it until he reached the last button of Blaine's red shirt.

Blaine sat up slightly and shrugged out of his shirt, flinging it haphazardly onto the floor. He lay back onto the pillows, taking Kurt's lips with him. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's shoulders, pressing their clammy bare chests together. Kurt's lips trailed down Blaine's jaw and neck, sucking and biting hard enough to leave dark marks, but Blaine didn't care. He was moaning into Kurt's movements, arching his neck to give him better access. It didn't take long for Kurt to find Blaine's favorite spot, the area of skin at the base of his neck just above his collar bone. Kurt grazed his teeth over the area again and again, enjoying the whines and moans that Blaine made.

Blaine could hardly take the torture anymore, Kurt was toying him now, purposefully playing on his weaknesses. Kurt bit down on the spot and a wild moan bubbled up Blaine's throat and he raked his blunt fingernails down the length of Kurt's naked back. Kurt shivered under Blaine's touch and groaned against his neck. Blaine couldn't take the thrilling torture any longer, he rolled over on top of Kurt again and began roughly kissing down his neck.

His lips trailed lower and lower down Kurt's chest, taking the path they had earlier until they reached the flesh above Kurt's jeans. Blaine dragged his fingers up the zipper of Kurt jeans and reached the button. He slowly undid the button and ran his hand seductively down the bulging fly of Kurt's jeans. Kurt's hips bucked up into his palm against the pressure and let loose a guttural moan. Blaine smirked knowingly and slowly unzipped the fly, torturing Kurt who was gnawing on his bottom lip and watching Blaine's every move. Blaine carefully pulled down the top of Kurt's jeans until just his hip bones came into view. He bent his head and placed a gentle kiss on the flesh between the bones. Kurt whimpered above him and wound his fingers through Blaine's hair again, falling back into the pillows. Blaine brushed his lips back and forth across the flesh over Kurt's left hip bone and felt Kurt shiver. He brought his lips down on the hip bone with more force and began sucking roughly on the flesh.

"Oh yes," Kurt moaned, tugging Blaine's hair. Blaine hummed against the flesh as he dragged his teeth over it. He moved over to the other hip bone and gave it the same treatment, savoring the taste and the whimpers Kurt was making above him. Unable to take any more, Kurt ensnared his fingers in Blaine's hair and dragged him up and reconnected their mouths, crashing them together with a new found urgency. Blaine tangled his tongue with Kurt's, digging his fingers into the flesh at Kurt's waist. Soon they were panting wildly again, the room feeling like it didn't have enough oxygen to breathe in.

Kurt's hips were impatient and began rubbing up against Blaine's, both men moaning into the friction. Blaine trailed his lips back down to Kurt's neck as Kurt's hands slid to the fly of Blaine's jeans, unbuttoning it and yanking down the zipper in one swift movement. Blaine's hands gripped the waist of Kurt's jeans and began slowly peeling them down, one inch at a time, all the while his lips kissing along Kurt's neck.

"Blaine," Kurt sighed, dragging his fingers down Blaine's back.

Blaine smiled against Kurt's neck and gave him a little nibble, "hmmmmm?"

"Oh God, Blaine!" Kurt moaned louder as Blaine's fingers brushed across the bulge in his boxers. Blaine ran his palm full over the swell in Kurt's boxers, Kurt's breath catching and his entire body arching up into Blaine, begging for more. Kurt was shaking as Blaine continued inching his skin tight jeans down. "I want you," he breathed against Blaine's temple, "I want you so bad. I-I, oh… I love you Blaine," Kurt panted.

Blaine froze, his lips stopped moving against Kurt's neck and his hands halted their progress on Kurt's jeans. He pulled his head back and looked at Kurt who stared back, panting and confused. "What's wrong?" Kurt gasped, chest still heaving. He reached both his hands up and pulled Blaine's frozen face back to his. "Relax," Kurt breathed against his lips before pressing them against Blaine's.

Kurt's lips moved roughly against his lips, but Blaine's were slow and clumsy, a knot sticking in his stomach. His eyes snapped open from the feeling and his gaze came to rest on Kurt's night stand, falling on a small picture frame that was dimly lit in the light from the window. Though the room was dark, it was bright enough for him to see both of the smiling faces looking back at him. It was a picture of Kurt and Glen in front of the Eifel Tower. Blaine felt his stomach roll as he became aware of the small engagement band on Kurt's finger as it pressed against his cheek.

What have I done? Blaine tore his lips from Kurt's and flung his body off the bed, zipping up his fly as he went.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked sitting up on the bed. "Blaine what's wrong?" Blaine turned his back to Kurt and crammed his feet into both of his shoes, too frantic to properly tie them. "Blaine what's going on? Talk to me!" Kurt pleaded edging over to the side of the bed and grasping Blaine's wrist.

He forcefully yanked his wrist away, Kurt's touch burning his skin like acid. Blaine looked around the room and found his shirt a few feet front of him. He stormed toward the shirt and scooped it off the floor in one movement and headed out of the bedroom. "Blaine!" Kurt cried after him from the bed.

What have I done? Blaine thrust his arms into the sleeves of his shirt as he made his way for the door.

"Blaine!" Kurt wailed, his footsteps echoing from the hall behind Blaine. He reached the front door just as Kurt made it to the end of the hall, clutching the top of his unzipped jeans to keep them from falling. He flung the door open and glanced behind him once more at the distressed expression on Kurt's face. His lips were red and swollen and a trail of pink and purple splotches shadowed Kurt's pale neck.

What have I done? Blaine's stomach rolled nauseously and a dry sob clawed its way up his throat. He stormed out of the apartment and slammed the door behind him.

He ran down the hallway and punched the button for the elevator. He waited a few seconds for it, but the doors did not open. Blaine panicked and ran through the door to the stairs, hitting the stairs at a run and clumsily stumbling down them as fast as his legs could carry him. He hit the lobby at a full sprint, his unbuttoned shirt flapping against his chest, and bolted out the front doors, nearly knocking over the janitor who was waxing the floors.

He came grinding to a stop at the curb and hailed the nearest cab as it drove by. He swung the door open and dove into the back seat, barking the address to the driver. He slammed the door and lay panting in the back seat of the cab.

What have I done? Blaine's fingers were shaking as he buttoned up the front of his shirt. He bit back the tears as a wave of crushing guilt washed over his body.

W-What have I done?

I need to forget.

The cab ride wasn't long and the instant it had stopped, Blaine flung the door open and threw money at the cab driver, not bothering to count how much. He slammed the door and ran across the street and up the stairs of the apartment. He shoved against the door to the building and headed right for the familiar stairs. He took them two at a time until he got to the floor he needed. He hit the landing and bolted down the long hallway, not bothering to keep his gasping or his footsteps quiet. He reached the door he needed and skidded to a halt. He rose his fist and banged loudly on the door. He knocked and knocked and knocked but there was no answer. He began nervously pacing in the hall in front of the door, chewing on his lip. The door handle turned and the door opened.

"Blaine?" Nathanial asked rubbing his eye. "It's 2:30 in the morning," he mumbled.

"I love you!"

"Wha—"

Blaine stepped into Nate and smashed his lips to the taller man's in the doorway of his apartment. Nate wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist and pulled him into the apartment, closing the door behind them. Nate's kisses were gentle, and he pulled back to look at Blaine in the darkness.

"Is everything alright?" he asked trying to meet his eyes in the very dim light.

Blaine lunged up and connected his lips to Nate's again, his lips quivering and moving frantically. "I want you. I need you. I love you," Blaine breathed against Nate's mouth in between kisses.

"I love you too," Nate mumbled against Blaine's lips.

Nate's lips moved slowly against Blaine's but that's not what Blaine needed right now. He pulled himself closer to Nate and began unbuttoning Nathanial's night shirt. Nate got the hint and his languid kisses grew fast and frenzied as he began roughly kissing Blaine back. He steered Blaine down the hallway of his dark apartment toward the bedroom, both men losing their clothing as they went.