"Blaine," Kurt started warningly, pulling back from his boyfriend and giving him an even look. His lips were swollen from rough kissing.

They'd been at his house all of ten minutes before Blaine had pulled him up to Kurt's room and started kissing him as soon as the door closed. Blaine had pushed him against the door roughly and his hands had begun to roam over Kurt's body.

Blaine barely paused, kissing a trail along Kurt's jaw down to the junction where neck and shoulder met. He wasn't fighting fair-he knew that was one of Kurt's weak spots. Kurt groaned and bit his lip, considering just letting the other boy continue, but then one of Blaine's roaming hands squeezed his hip a little too tight and he got his head on straight again, pushing his boyfriend away with a little more force.

"Blaine," he said, more stern this time.

Blaine sighed softly, keeping his face against Kurt's skin.

"Blaine, what's going on with you lately? It seems all you want to do is make out anymore," Kurt said, brow creasing in confusion.

Blaine pulled his face away from Kurt's neck, but didn't meet his eyes immediately, instead looking down for a few seconds before looking up at him. "Nothing. I just…. I just love you, that's all. You drive me crazy, you know," he said and a smile ghosted across his lips. It had been a while since Kurt had seen Blaine genuinely smile, teeth and all. This was no different.

Kurt frowned and kept his gaze even for a moment before sighing in defeat. "Okay, okay," he said, smile touching his lips. He kissed Blaine chastely on the lips, sure to pull away quickly. "But let's cool off for a while, alright? Let's go watch a movie or something," he suggested.

Blaine frowned for a fraction of a second, then nodded. "Alright," he said, another faith smile touching his lips and they went back down to the den.

Later that night, as Kurt prepared for his shower, he noticed a purple blotch on his hip and tried, in vain, to figure out what his boyfriend was keeping from him.