Moaning softly at the feel of Kurt's fingertips moving over his legs, Blaine's hips pressed upward again in need, hands pressing flat over Kurt's back, sliding over the skin as if unable to touch him enough. He loved how warm Kurt felt against him, and the press of his body over Blaine's. He gasped at the incredibly sensations his mouth and tongue were creating against his nipple. Blaine wondered if it was this way for all couples--how just a touch from your partner could make you come undone.
Blaine was so wrapped up in feeling good (it seemed like forever with everything that had happened that day) that it took him a moment to realize why Kurt was tapping at his hip. Smiling sheepishly as he understood, Blaine lifted up, allowing Kurt to pull his pants down from his hips and thighs. "Sorry, I was lost in the feel of you," he murmured.