Kurt groaned softly at the touch of Blaine's leg, and he ran his hands out to the sides to grip onto his biceps as his mouth trailed over his jaw and neck. He'd thought maybe Blaine had wanted to sleep -- it had been a long day, after all -- but he was more than happy with how things were starting to go. He was already half hard by the time he felt his teeth against his skin.
"With how abandoned town is, I'd say there probably aren't any salespeople to charge us," he murmured, unable to suppress the thrill that ran through him at the thought of them having rings. "Either way, we'll get them."