“Is this your first time?” With Kurt

havokangel:

combining this request with another! enjoy!

kurt + “is this your first time?” + nose kiss

Dating a good Catholic boy, means that there will be an inevitable amount of ‘firsts’ in your relationship — especially, when it comes to the more physical aspect of having a relationship. Kurt isn’t one to be confident when touching you — it even took a while for you to gain his trust, just to be able to hold on to his bicep, if you were in public together. (His hand is way too large for you to hold, so now he just prefers the way you snuggle into him.)

Tonight, just happens to be one of these firsts for Kurt.

You guys have never really went past second base with each other, but somehow between the heavy kisses and low gasps, your shirt and pants are now discarded into a messy pile on his floor; his clothes follow quickly, his member hardening with every movement of your hips.

He’s practically melting, as your soft fingers run down his slender chest, only to come back up to rake your fingers through his bangs to remove them from his face. His tail wrapped around your waist a long time ago, to bring you closer to each other if that was even possible.

Kurt knows pretty much everything about you — from your family to your secrets, and even though he knows that you’ve never done this with anyone before, he can’t help but to think that in your fluid movements, that you had done this before. Kurt mewls as you detach your lips from his to kiss his neck,  your fingers moving to squeeze his bicep; the other moving to stroke the arm that is trying to push the hair out of your eyes.

He tries so hard to push that lingering thought out of his mind; because all he should be thinking about right now is the way you’re kissing him like he’s a breath of fresh air — and that he can actually feel the wetness of your arousal against his dick. But his words spill out like vomit, as he says,

“Is this your first time?”

You freeze at his neck, moving to be eye-level with your boyfriend. You can see that he’s visibly cringing at his question, as he cups your cheek (as best as he can) with his hand.

“I-I’m sorry, liebling,” He stutters out apologetically, as you bite your lower lip. “I’m just… I’m nervous.”

You huff out a sigh, lips twitching into a small smile as you turn to press a small kiss to the palm of his hand.

“Yeah, it is my first time,” you whisper, leaning forward to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. “and if you’re okay with it, I’d…” you pause, wanting to word this correctly. You take a deep breath, caressing the scars the embellish his skin. “I’d like us to be each others first, if you’ll have me. I’ll understand if you don’t, though.”

Kurt looks up at you with so much affection and happiness that you can barely process it before he’s tugging you down to his lips, kissing you with more excitement and intensity that was unlike your previous kisses. When you pull apart, his lips are curled into a small smile.

“I’ll always have you,” He says, forehead against yours. “forever and always.”