As soon as the door closes behind us, my nerves set in. I've prepared for this, but I can't remember anything right now. All I can think about is Kurt's lips and how his body fits perfectly against mine.

He's making the neediest noises and every single one of them makes my brain that much hazier.

As I finally push him back on to the bed, I know I need to take a minute and calm myself down. I step back from the bed and close my eyes. The image of Kurt, breathing heavily with swollen, red lips is very unhelpful.

"You okay, baby?" His voice is breathy and low. I should open my eyes and reassure him, but I'm not ready yet. I nod my head and take a deep breath.

As I open my eyes a moment later, I know I made the right decision. Kurt's shirt is hiked up past his belly button and his jeans are wrinkled. He's rubbing himself lightly over his jeans and that puts me back in motion.

"Sorry, I just needed a minute." I move back to push him down in to the bed, taking him by surprise. He gasps as our clothed erections rub against each other.

"You're so fucking hot." I whisper in to his neck and a violent shiver runs down his spine.

"Please, Finn."

I'm sure my brain stopped functioning after 'please' because my hands started unzipping his fly before I could really think about it. I helped him shimmy his skinnies over his sinful hips and he pulled his shirt over his head quickly while I pulled down his boxer briefs.

Before I know it, Kurt is naked under me for the first time. I have to take another minute to appreciate it properly.

I finally make it down to his cock.

I can't breathe.

I knew this would be emotional. I knew I'd likely fall even harder for Kurt, but this is so much more than that and I'm not even inside him yet.

They say that when you make love to someone they become a part of you and you become a part of them. That's what this feels like. I'm slowly being torn apart and Kurt is going to put me back together.

My knees finally hit the bed on either side of him. There's an awed smile on his face that I return as I brush the back of my hand to his cock. His whole body jumps and he sighs as my hand wraps around him.

"No, I won't last." He says as he pulls at the hem of my shirt. I take it off, suddenly feeling self conscious. Kurt is so fucking perfect. He's pale and slim and so freaking soft everywhere. There's no way I could compare to him; with my freaky nipples and gangly arms.

I think he senses my thoughts and brings his nimble fingers to unbutton my jeans.

"I love you. I love every part of you, so whatever you're thinking, stop it. I needed you naked like five minutes ago."

I pull my jeans and boxers down and step out of them awkwardly. The second I'm free of the clothes, Kurt pulls me down on top of him. I didn't expect the slide of our hip bones to feel so good, but a burn starts to build low in my stomach way too soon.

Our lips meet in a slow, burning kiss that I feel in my toes. Every time we've kissed today it's felt a little different. This one is full of promises and it gives me the courage to ask my next question.

"Lube?" I whisper against his lips. He pecks my lips one more time before stretching to open his nightstand drawer.

The way his muscles move under his skin is distracting. His arms and stomach, his pecs, they're all defined, but understated.

He pulls back with two things in his hand and eyes me wearily.

"We never really talked about whether we'd use protection, but I got some anyway, just in case. I-I don't really want to, but I thought I'd leave it up to you."

I don't think anything I say right now would come out right, so I grab the lube out of his hand and push the condoms back. He smiles and throws the box of condoms behind him.

I kiss him again as soon as his attention is back on me. I try to make this kiss as loving as possible, but also passionate. This part is going to suck. I'm pretty sure it's going to hurt, so I'm going to have to find a way to distract him.

I pull back and let him spread his legs, pulling his knees up just enough. I unscrew the bottle of lube, spreading a good amount over three fingers.

"Okay, baby, relax a bit more." I rub his inner thigh with my un-lubed hand and his shoulders fall back to the bed. His cock is still rock hard, despite both of our nerves.

As I bring my fingers to his opening and circle it slowly, I realize I never got to taste him and that would be one hell of a distraction.

I slowly slide the first finger in, making a circular motion, and duck my head down to take him into my mouth. His cry is a mixture of surprise and pleasure, but I don't hear any pain, so I thrust deeper into him.

Feeling Kurt heavy in my mouth and hot around my finger feels incredible, but I have to stay focused on not hurting him.

I set a slow, steady rhythm with that one finger and my tongue, trying to match them as much as possible, until I brush something inside Kurt.

He lets out a wail that makes me stop.

"Fuck, Finn. Don't stop. Never stop." He sounds broken in the best possible way. I realize that I've just brushed his prostate and push back in to him, adding another finger.

Kurt tenses a bit at the stretch, but continues to moan.

I focus my energy on his cock while he gets used to my fingers. I think about how he tastes for the first time. He's so clean, but there's a hint of something there. Vanilla still? Or maybe Hazelnut. Whatever it is, he's delicious.

I brush that bundle again and Kurt tenses in a completely new way.

"Fuck, Finn, I-" Is all the warning I get before my mouth is flooded with come. It surprises me and I choke, sputtering a bit of come down my chin and down his dick.

He doesn't seem care or even know that I couldn't swallow. He looks high.

"Holy shit."I hear him whisper. He seems to be coming back around, so I move my fingers again, adding another when he doesn't flinch.

The state he's in doesn't stop pain from flashing across his face or his body from tensing up.

"Finn," It's completely different from the last time he said my name. I bring my mouth back to his cock even though it's soft and covered in come. I lick his tip gently before taking him completely in my mouth. His body relaxes just a bit and I move my three fingers in an inch more.

He whimpers, but I can't tell if it's from pain or pleasure. He's slowly getting hard again in my mouth, so I just need to make it to that bundle again without causing him too much pain.

I start to suck in earnest and move a bit faster up and down him, while reaching fractions closer to his prostate.

It's pretty easy to tell when I've brushed it. He's instantly hard and he starts to thrust, for the first time, back down on my fingers. It's easily one of the hottest things I've ever seen.

Kurt's hair is plastered to his face and his skin is tinged red all over. He's gorgeous.

I meet his downwards strokes a few times before removing my fingers.

He lets out a needy whimper that goes straight to my cock. It's a damn good thing Kurt already got me off once or else I might have really embarrassed myself.

"Are you ready, baby?" He looks up at me with those huge blue eyes, so full of want and trust. I'm going to remember this exact second for the rest of my life. Every time we fight or if I ever question any decisions I've made to be with Kurt, I'm going to look back on this second and my doubt will fade away.

"Yes, please." I've never heard his voice so raw and ragged. It's fucking sexy.

"Okay," I say more to myself than him. I locate the lube and pour some more into my shaking hand. Kurt's hand wraps around my wrist to steady my hand and leads it down to my cock. His fingers stretch out behind mine to guide them around and down, making me stroke myself lightly. I close my eyes so I can focus on the way his fingers drift back and forth against mine.

Too soon, I'm properly lubed and he takes his hand away.

He scoots up the bed a bit and spreads his legs, a look in his eyes that begs me to fill him.

As I scoot closer, he lifts his feet off the bed and links them behind my back, resting them just above my hips.

"I love you, Finn." I lean down now that our faces are finally close enough and kiss him lightly. Again, this kiss is different from any other. It's reassuring and hopeful.

"I love you, Kurt." I whisper before letting my finger circle his loosened entrance and he gasps.

"Please stop teasing me now. Fuck, I-I need you." We're not just talking about sex anymore. His eyes plead with me to understand that.

"I need you too. I'm never leaving you. This is it, baby. The first time for the rest of our lives, I swear it."

I kiss the tears that have started to slowly roll down his cheeks as I line myself up with his entrance.

One last reassuring look from Kurt and I slide in to him, just the very tip. He doesn't even tense, so I push in a bit further, the swell of my head stretching his muscles. His feet bare down on my hips a little harder, but he doesn't make any sound. His eyes are screwed shut, but he's breathing pretty steadily.

I thrust shallowly again, so that the head of my dick is completely inside of Kurt. I can't hold back my moan or the overwhelming sense of right that floods through my entire body.

It's so hot and ridiculously tight around me.

"Stop. Just give me a second." His voice is strained, but it doesn't sound like he's in pain. I wait, getting lost in the feel of his body, rubbing my hands up his thighs and over his arms, across his amazing stomach. It seems to relax him, his whole body sagging into my hands, eagerly meeting my touch.

"O-okay." I tear my eyes away from his flawless skin to meet his eyes. He nods his head, tears drying against his cheeks.

"You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." I whisper in to his ear before kissing his cheek, then his lips. They're so soft and yielding.

I hope he's distracted enough as I move my hips forward, pushing slowly in to him. I pull back just an inch before thrusting back in.

The drag of Kurt's inner walls on my cock is sinful. I've never felt anything like it.

"Deeper." Kurt begs.

I pull back again, but this thrust in is much harder than the one before it, driving me deeper in to him. It's too much to watch the pleasure so plainly written on Kurt's face while I'm inside him.

I bury my face in the crook of his neck as I continue to thrust slow, but deep, surrounding myself with his smell and his breath.

Kurt starts to move his hips in time with mine and soon we've built up a rhythm.

"Faster, ah, please." I love how he says please so much during sex. I won't be able to hear him say it now without getting turned on.

I hitch his legs higher up my back, wrap my arms around his shoulders and use his body for leverage to drive even deeper in to him.

Suddenly, he wails and tightens around me.

"There, again." He whispers, panting softly.

I try my best to direct my hips in that exact direction again and am rewarded with a high pitched whine.

We're riding the line between making love and fucking now, but it's so damn good. I'm not going to last much longer at this pace, so I focus on making it as good for Kurt as possible. I reach down and softly grasp his cock.

He gasps and nods his head. I take that as a go ahead to continue stroking him in time with my thrusts.

He lets out a high pitched keen that's getting familiar and I know he's close. The sound of our bodies meeting and the hitch of his breath is the sound track to the most blissful moment of my life to date.

I've been holding out, trying to make the experience perfect for Kurt, but I can't for one more second.

"Ah, Kurt," I slam in to him twice more before completely giving myself over to the burn rolling in my gut. It spreads from my toes, up my thighs, through my arms. I've never felt something so consuming.

When I still and start to twitch a bit inside him, Kurt groans and I feel his come coat my stomach.

I wish I could have kept my eyes open through the fire to watch Kurt fall over the edge again, but the sounds he makes are enough to help me visualize it.

He's kissing me fiercely before I even pull out.

When I finally open my eyes, I see fresh tears on his cheeks and a huge, dopy smile.

"That was fucking incredible. You are incredible." He whispers against my lips. I try to pull away to clean us up, but he pulls me back to him.

"No, stay. I love how you feel inside me."

For what has to be the tenth time in the last hour, I can't breathe.

"God, Kurt, I'd stay right here forever if you let me." I nuzzle my nose in to that sweet spot on his neck again and just breathe him in. The smell of sex and sweat mingles with the vanilla, but it almost makes it better.

"I wish you could." He says into my hair.

We stay there, wrapped up in one another for a few more minutes before finally giving in to the need to move.

Kurt limps just slightly on his way to the bathroom, but turns and wiggles one finger, wordlessly asking me to join him in the shower.

I don't need to be asked twice.

Just the thought of water flowing down his already red tinted, beautiful skin makes me dizzy.

If this fluttering in my stomach, the breathless floating from minute to minute is what is in store for the rest of our lives; I can't fucking wait.

This life with Kurt is my new dream. I could do without football. I could never step on stage again as long as I get to keep that smile on his face forever.

A/N: So, I might do one last follow up one shot in Kurt's POV, but this is the end for this story. I really want to do a sequel eventually to show the glee club reaction and the school experience. I'm not sure when I'll have time at this point, but if people want to read it, I'll do my best to write it. I'm sorry for any typos! I didn't have time to edit this as thoroughly as I usually would.

Thank you so much to everyone who favorited and reviewed!

Alto