"Always," Kurt breathed out, bringing his hands up to cup Blaine's face, leaning in and kissing him. It was tender, but definitely wanting, the way their lips pressed together. His thumbs stroked against his cheeks lightly as he turned them, nudging Blaine back against the bed before pulling back to kiss his jaw and gently push him down so he was sitting, then laying, on the mattress.
He ran his hands up his chest, his fingers catching in his shirt and causing it to rake up a little, and he ducked his head down to press a brief kiss to the bit of his belly that had been revealed.