You never know what's behind these eyes

Sam cleaned up nicely. Kurt knew that of course, but every time he saw Sam in a three piece something made him fall just a little bit harder for him. The compliment made Kurt blush, though he cursed his telling skin for its ability to blush at any little thing. He leaned into Sam’s kiss, wishing for something deeper but knowing that they couldn’t get too riled up. They had a gala to go to, after all. 

After returning the kiss, Sam listened to Kurt’s apology.  Realizing he had taken things more harshly than he needed to, Sam shook his head.  “You don’t have to apologize.  In fact, it kind of makes me feel better about it that you didn’t even think of the fact that you had been with him so it wasn’t something you were thinking about...if that makes sense.” He didn’t know if he was saying what he wanted to say.  “But the important thing is that we talked about it and we can move forward.  Because your past with him has nothing us.” He said.

Kurt blushed at the ‘incredibly body’ compliment, but accepted it happily along with Sam’s kiss. But at the ‘stunning’ comment, he had to allow himself a little room to object. “Now you’re just spoiling me. Don’t be an ass-kisser, Samuel.” Kurt paused, considering his words. “Unless we’re in the bedroom. Then feel free to kiss my ass all you want.” 

Sam shivered as he thought about tasting Kurt’s delicious body and he had to take a breath to settle down.  “Don’t get me excited for something that won’t happen til later.” And now he planned on taking time later to taste every sweet inch of Kurt’s body.  Running a hand through his hair, Sam got up and went to take a shower so he could get rid of the messed up hair and stickiness he felt like he had from the plane trip.

Kurt smiled against Sam’s lips, more than grateful that he wasn’t hung up on the ‘ex-boyfriend’ thing. Though Kurt was still cursing himself for forgetting the tidbit and neglecting to bring it up until now. “I am all yours,” he said, leaning in to give Sam another soft kiss. “As long as you’re mine too. I don’t have to worry about any hot french models scooping you up, right?”

Sam was still slightly stung that Kurt never told him about Sebastian, but honestly, he didn’t want it to affect what they had.  They were together and that was the important thing.  Kurt needed him to trust him, it was one of the key things in a relationship as his mom would tell him.  Smiling as he stroked Kurt’s cheek, Sam nodded his head.  “Nope, no hot models.  The only hottie I’m interested in is this incredible designer with the most perfectly shaped body I’ve ever seen.” He said, dropping another soft kiss onto those smooth lips.

It killed Kurt to see Sam’s reaction. He wasn’t just sad, he was betrayed. Kurt needed to resolve this immediately or he would never be able to forgive himself “I’m so sorry, Sam, really. You have to understand, I would have told you if I had even thought about it,” Kurt began. Shit, this is going to ruin our first trip to Paris together, Kurt thought. “I mean, it was so long ago I barely think of it anymore. I promise, I don’t associate Sebastian with the fling we had. We’re partners in business now. I swear, there are no lingering feelings.” 

While Sam listened and knew what Kurt was saying was likely the truth, it was still hard to come to grips with the fact that he would be seeing someone Kurt actually had been with.  It wasn’t like he could wave a wand and make anyone who so much as touched his boyfriend disappeared.  All Sam could really do now was trust that Kurt was telling the truth.  He just looked at Kurt without saying a word for a moment.  He honestly didn’t trust his own voice.

Kurt pulled Sam out of the elevator, slapping his hand away from his ass now that they were in the hallway. “Oh, well, I…” A pause. Kurt had already ‘made love’ in Paris. A few times actually. He was at a loss, not sure how to break it to Sam. “Look, our rooms!” He said, successfully avoiding the subject and opening his door. “See you on the other side!” He called, hopping into the room and shutting the door quickly. 

Sam was seriously confused when Kurt just abruptly went to his room without answering.  He thought they were having fun and then Kurt began acting weird.  So he just went to his own room and left the adjoining door open in case Kurt wanted to come in.  He had just gotten a few of his good modeling clothes out onto hangers when he heard the door open.

Paris was Kurt’s absolute favorite city. New York was wonderful, if not a tad grungy and dirty, but Paris was his home. Paris was where his heart was. He’d visited often and even spent an entire semester in Paris during college, but he never got to experience it with his boyfriend. (Blaine was too frightened to fly.) Now he would get to show Sam everything. And they had the perfect alibi. Kurt needed to be with Sam for the whole trip, because he didn’t speak a word of French. 

Sam remained cool as a cucumber once he remembered they were still in public. “You’re the most beautiful creature I have ever seen,” He whispered before they had to be good. Of course the twins got them adjoining rooms and Sam had to bite his lip to keep from laughing.  However, just before Mason left, Sam mouthed ‘Thank you’ when he was sure that Kurt didn’t notice.

When Sam removed his shirt, Kurt took a second to admire his muscular chest, as he always did, before moving in to bite and kiss at his torso. Sam’s chest was probably Kurt’s favorite thing about him. Kurt was just obsessed. Kurt allowed himself to shift onto the desk, leaning back and lifting his hips so Sam could take his pants off. Until he heard a familiar female voice, that is. The sound of Madison (and by extension, Mason) entering the room caused Kurt to nearly jump out of his skin. “Oh my God!” He cried, pushing Sam away from himself and scrambling off of the desk.

Sam had never gotten his clothes back on as fast as he was now.  As he tucked his shirt back in, he winced at the harshness in Kurt’s tone when he spoke to the twins.  It occurred to Sam that he had never gotten this type of anger directed at himself and he gulped as he made a mental note never to make Kurt that angry.  It was definitely terrifying, and yet somehow it turned Sam on to hear the fire in his voice.

“We can’t make a habit of this,” Kurt mumbled, lips still pressed against Sam’s. He was sitting on his desk - in his office. Even though this was technically breaking the rules, it was also a form of celebration. They had just finished the designs for the fall line and they deserved a break to commemorate all of their hard work. Plus, Kurt had been so busy that they hadn’t done much sexually in a while. The sooner they were satisfied, the better. 

Sam was completely and totally intoxicated with what was happening between him and Kurt.  After working hard for so long and coming up with ideas, they finally finished Kurt’s collection and were in the mood for celebrating.  In the time they were working, not much had been happening between them, but Sam had so many countless nights where he wished he could make love and now here they were.  He didn’t even care that they were in Kurt’s office.

“I’m happy too,” Kurt replied, giving Sam a kiss before peppering a few more kisses down his jawline. “Ridiculously happy, in fact.” He wrapped his arms around Sam’s neck and gave him a deep kiss. “I kinda forgot what all this was like. Having a boyfriend, late night rendezvous. I’m glad I get to remember it with you.” He smiled at how cheesy he sounded and gave Sam another kiss. 

“Good.” He ran his hands across Kurt’s waist, happy that he was the one who made him feel the way he was feeling.  Returning the kiss, Sam sighed in content as he stroked Kurt’s cheek.  “It’s going to be great.  Late night movies, talking for hours, maybe a little stargazing, if you want?  I love to see the stars at night.  Maybe we can make a date out of it one evening?” He smiled into the kiss.

Kurt smiled at Sam’s response, pulling Sam into a close embrace. Sam was so… affectionate. And vocally, too. Kurt had never really been one for speaking on his emotions. He was fine with words, but when it came to expressing his feelings it was one of his struggles. “Your post-coital bliss is endearing,” he joked, pulling away and giving Sam a light kiss. “And if I’m amazing, you’re fantastic.” 

Sam had always been a romantic at heart and even previous people he dated noticed how he always had a compliment for them.  It didn’t seem like Kurt was that kind of person to be outwardly romantic and that was okay.  Just the way they kissed, touched, and looked at each other told him how Kurt felt.  “What can I say, I’m just happy.” He laughed before tenderly kissing him once more.  “Thank you.”

Kurt happily accepted Sam between his legs, locking his ankles together behind Sam’s back to push them even closer together. “I definitely like this side of you. I like every side of you, actually.” He happily accepted Sam’s kiss, loving the taste of Sam’s lips mixed with the sweetness of the ice cream. Before they pulled apart, Kurt tugged on Sam’s bottom lip lightly with his teeth, loving the feeling of Sam’s full lips between his own. 

Sam felt a tinge of red on his cheeks and he pecked Kurt’s nose, reveling in the closeness they were sharing.  “It’s funny, I feel the same way about you.” He moaned softly when Kurt tugged on his lower lip.  After the kiss ended, Sam reached up to stroke Kurt’s cheek.  “I really like how I feel when I’m with you.  It’s amazing.  You’re amazing.” He just couldn’t believe he could be so lucky and he wanted to hold onto Kurt for as long as he could.

Kurt let out a squeal when Sam grabbed his ass, reminding himself of a pig. He flushed a bright red and smacked Sam on the arm, playfully. “Samuel Evans I never expected you to be so dirty,” Kurt exclaimed, popping the lid off of the pint of ice cream. He decided it’d be best if they stayed in the kitchen, at least he wouldn’t have to worry about cleaning bedsheets, so Kurt hopped to sit on the counter and reached to move Sam in between his legs. 

He laughed before leaning in to peck his lips. Sam hoped he didn’t mind his behavior, but he didn’t act this way all of the time.  Something about being with Kurt like this just brought something out of him.  “I’ve never seen this side of myself either.  I guess it’s what happens when I meet someone as sexy as you and I just want to be as close to you as possible.” He moved in between Kurt’s legs easily, putting one hand on his thigh while the other hand worked on the ice cream.

After an amazing first part of the night, Sam was completely enthralled in holding Kurt and just reveling in the step they just took.  However, he realized he was hungry and happily followed Kurt into the kitchen.  He couldn’t help but squeeze Kurt’s butt while they walked and he smiled as Kurt got the ice cream.

Kurt let Sam take hold of his cock. The thought momentarily occurred to him to grab a condom, but he was too distracted by Sam teasing the hell out of him. His hips arched up to try and follow Sam’s tongue, but Sam had already pulled away. Kurt looked down at Sam’s full lips, glaring at him. “You know I want more,” he said, slightly embarrassed that Sam was making him beg. “I want… to see those lips around me.” 

“As you wish.” Sam said, deciding to hold back any further talk and instead, going for what he wanted.  He took some time to suck Kurt, giving him as much pleasure as he deserved before pulling away after a while.  Soon enough, he went up to kiss Kurt passionately on the lips before pulling away once more.

Kurt’s breath hitched when Sam flipped their positions. He loved the feeling of Sam taking control and overpowering him. It was a thrill, and if it was a power struggle Sam wanted it was a power struggle Kurt would gladly give. At the prompt, Kurt took a moment to think, absentmindedly lifting his hips to allow Sam to remove his pants. “I… There’s so much…” Kurt moved his hands to run over Sam’s chest as he thought. “Fuck it, surprise me.” 

A breathy moan left Kurt’s lips as Sam worked on his neck, letting Sam unbutton his pants happily. When Sam pulled away a small whine left his throat, but it was suffocated by Sam kissing him once more. “I swear to God there was one point where I was going to push you against the wall and ravish you,” Kurt growled. 

A sly smile crossed his lips as Sam leaned in to gently bite Kurt’s lip.  “There’s plenty of time for that.” He promised as their kisses became more heated.  Every part of his body was on fire as he all he wanted to do was be as connected to Kurt as possible.  Licking his lips, Sam gazed hungrily at Kurt’s torso before looking down as his own shirt was ripped.