Finally. Kurt had been waiting, not so patiently, for this day and now he thought he might throw up. As Blaine removed his shirt, Kurt wondered at the lack of urgency. Everything was done slowly, lovingly, and with complete consideration for their partner. It was everything he had dreamed it would be when his Dad had first told him to use sex to connect with someone. Well, he'd never felt more a part of another person.

The burn that accompanied Blaine's fingers was a welcome distraction from just how overwhelming it all was. He knew there were tears rolling down his cheeks and he knew they were there for all the right reasons. They had nothing to do with pain or regret. It was all love. Looking up into Blaine's eyes, everything he felt was reflected back at him and he knew they'd been right to wait.

Blaine's first tear didn't fall until he entered Kurt slowly, kissing him softly and resting their foreheads together. Kurt marveled at Blaine's control and was hit with another wave of rightness. It did hurt, a lot, but the pain was almost overshadowed by the boy moving above him. The hint of awe in every "I love you" that passed through his lips. It made everything else fade away. No other words were shared. It felt like anything more would break the fog of perfection that had fallen around them.

As Blaine started to move in earnest, Kurt's breath caught. Their movements were still slow, but had shifted into something more deliberate and needy. Their kisses became deeper, but were still in no way rushed. Kurt could feel Blaine getting closer, could literally taste it in their kisses.

That was when he knew that he wouldn't be coming. As breath taking as the experience was, he wasn't close. Maybe he had spent too much time focusing on Blaine's eyes and not enough time on his own pleasure, but he was strangely ok with it. The look on Blaine's face when he came was worth absolutely everything.

"I'm sorry, Kurt." Blaine whispered raggedly, his face hidden in the curve of Kurt's neck. He refused to meet Kurt's eyes and tried to move away, but Kurt held him in place, kissing the top of his head and his cheek.

"You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for. That was the most beautiful thing I've ever done." Kurt whispered. Despite the awkwardness of their current situation, the fog hadn't lifted. It felt wrong to let it dissipate so quickly, so he held Blaine in him, soaking up the love that was rolling off the other boy in waves.

KBKB

A few moments later, Blaine limply withdrew from Kurt and looked at him properly for what felt like the first time. This boy was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, especially in this moment, tinted red form excursion. He wanted, so much, to tell Kurt just how amazing he was, but thought better of it. He'd never expressed himself in that way to Kurt. There was just no way to describe the effect that Kurt had on him. When he tried to explain it, the words sounded shallow and terse. He hoped that Kurt could see it, that the inefficiency of his vocabulary didn't keep Kurt from knowing.

A/N: This is my first story in a very long time and my first ever Glee fic. Breathe Again is the first part of a 4 part series that starts Kurt/Blaine. This section does not have a happy ending, unfortunately, you've been warned. Reviews are love.