Blaine giggled softly at the touch of Kurt's hands and mouth over his belly--it tickled just a little bit, but in a good way. The sensation made him happy for a moment, which he needed more than anything, so he kind of loved it, even if the feeling of being tickled kind of sucked. He loved watching Kurt move down his body the way he was, touching him and looking at him in ways Blaine had never imagined possible.
The giggles faded away quickly though, as Kurt reached his hips. Blaine bit his lip as Kurt pushed his legs up, anticipation roiling in his belly and a soft gasp escaping at the feel of Kurt's mouth against the tender skin of his inner thighs. There would be marks, Blaine knew, and he felt himself growing harder at just the thought.