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The fondest of smiles pulled at Dave’s lips at the question, because it was nice to feel appreciated and to have his own feelings considered by someone as incredible as Blaine. He wanted to make sure that he was okay to kiss him first, even going as far as to ask if it was okay. It was a strange thing for him to think, it was a strange thing to be a part of, really. 

Blaine was something else entirely. The good kind, obviously. He was amazing, thoughtful and careful. He always made sure to check on other peoples’ feelings before his own. He was such an incredible human being and Dave was left wondering how he’d managed to get someone so amazing to find him attractive or to even like him for that matter. 

Cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink at the first kiss and he leaned into it easily, into the second one even quicker. It felt so brand new. It felt so … good. Dave pressed back into the kiss with ease, cheeks hot and sucked in slightly.

Kissing Dave felt so different.  Brand new and breathtakingly so.  The initial nervousness wore off past the first split second their lips touched and Blaine let himself melt into the sensation as he explored what this actually felt like. He’d taken his time and feeling himself floating away made him wonder why.  Logical Blaine would rationalize he wanted to make sure he was ready for it when it happened.  In the moment and fully invested into how Dave drew him in and made him want to nudge their lips apart (which he did)?  Logic could find somewhere else to call home.

Only the sliver of a taste and he felt himself shudder.  His breath heavy as he pulled back only far enough to catch a glance of Dave’s hairline and temple, the shell of his ear close to his mouth as he whispered.  “Was that okay?”  It’d been months for him and he felt a small rock form in his throat after the question.  The finality of one part of his life and he swung his last foot through the threshold into something new, something unplanned but wanted, needed, ached for kept pent up was begging to be let out.

“Tell me it was..?”  And then do it again.