Kurt rubbed his nose against Melody’s, picking her up and setting her down on his lap. “Is that what you want? You want to go to sleep with your daddies?” he said softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead as she curled up against him. “If that’s the case, then I hope Papa doesn’t mind sharing tonight.”
Blaine chuckled a little bit and kissed Kurt’s shoulder. “I don’t mind, if you don’t mind. Maybe it’s because she doesn’t want to sleep in another room” he suggested since they weren’t really at home and Melody was pickier than Emmy was. “That just means someone has to sleep in the middle, do you have any idea of who that might be miss Melody?” he cooed.
Kurt shook his head, looking over at Blaine. “Yeah, no, there’s no way I’m going to explain to my dad about this.” he told him, crawling over to sit next to Blaine, reaching his hand out to take Melody’s hand. “That’d be an awkward conversation I don’t need to share with my father.” he murmured, guiding Melody towards him. “Why don’t you want to go to bed, missy?” he said to her, pressing a kiss to her nose. “You want to stay up with your daddies, huh?”
"Well I had a conversation I wasn’t even half expecting" Blaine teased him, resting his head to Kurt’s shoulder once he was close enough for him to reach. He laughed as Melody started babbling since they were both in eye view she was once again trying to keep their attention. "Well, tell him it could be that she wants to keep up with the both of us. Or is it because you want us to go to bed with you?" he cooed, tickling under her neck when she kept babbling.
Kurt nodded, understanding the fact that they just got here. “I know, but it’s just we haven’t been able to be all that intimate since the twins were born, and I’m sorry, I’ve missed feeling close to you like that. I miss being able to do those things with you.” He murmured, picking at the tips of his fingers.
Blaine smiled a little, playing with Melody’s hair as a distraction. “I understand that completely honey, it’s only your dad who you’ll have to explain that too” he said softly, picking her up and standing her on her feet so she could try to balance herself as he talked to Kurt. “I think would understand you a lot more instead of your ranging hormoned fiance” he teased slightly kissing Melody’s head.
Kurt scrunched his nose up, setting the ball over to the side once Melody tossed it back at him, groaning loudly as he rubbed his hands over his face. “I can’t believe he heard us.” he said softly, looking over at Blaine. “I really didn’t think I was being that loud.” he mumbled, pursing his lips out slightly. “So, no more sex while we’re here? We have to wait until we go back home? If that’s the case, then I won’t make it.”
Blaine kind of laughed a little bit, he was the one who had to go through the embarrassment of a talk with Burt, the least Kurt could do was wait till they were home. “I thought we were staying here for a mini vacation sweetheart, do you want to stay somewhere else during the evenings?” he questioned. It was going to be weird one way or another since they had the girls with them and he didn’t want to pawn them on Burt and Carole, but he wasn’t exactly ready to go back either. “We just got here sweetheart.”
Kurt was sitting on the floor in the living room, rolling a ball over towards Melody’s direction, making her squeal as she rolled it back. He looked up when he heard Blaine walk into the room. “She refused to go to sleep.” he told him, studying his fiancés face. “Are you okay? What happened when I left? Please, don’t tell me my dad threaten you in someway.”
Blaine smiled as soon as Melody squealed. “Hey baby girl” he said softly sitting on the floor behind her. He gave Kurt as small nod, kissing Melody’s head before looking back up to him. “I’m alright, I mean that was probably the most awkward moment of my life but I think I might live” he said honestly as he played with the ball, then handed it back to Melody. “Don’t worry, I’m able to keep my huevos, but let’s just say we shouldn’t be using them in this house, they tend to make you loud.”
Burt tapped his finger against the table and pursed out his top lip. “All I’m trying to say, is that I don’t need to hear the sounds that I heard coming from my son and his fiancé’s mouths, while they got it on upstairs, I’m pretty sure Carole doesn’t either.” he told him, taking his baseball cap off for a second to run his hand over his bald head then put it back on. “I don’t care if it’s been a while since you two have been intimate with each other, there’s a time and place where you can do that, but not while you’re in my home.”
Blaine blushed dark red, he swore they’d been loud but Kurt said it was fine. Clearly it wasn’t as quiet as his fiance had swore. “Well, yeah, no you’re not going to have to worry about it anymore while we’re here.” he rambled quickly, now unable to even focus on Burt anymore since he was glaring at Kurt, trying to burn holes in the back of his head, just for being as blunt as he was. “I can promise that, you only need so many grand children up and running around the house” he caught himself and started blushing once again. He really needed to just shut up. “I’m going to go help Kurt now” he excused himself from the table, silently cursing himself for opening his mouth.
Kurt shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, I mean, I can go do that, or at least try to.” he said, getting up from the chair and pressing one more kiss to Blaine’s cheek before he walked away and headed over to where the girls were with Carole. Burt cleared his throat, leaning against the back of the chair. “You both know about the rules that I have set for the two of you. Why do you have to break them?”
Blaine gave Kurt a look when he seen him getting up from the table by himself. There was no use in rushing to get up with him since Burt clearly had something to say to him. His hand moved to the back of his neck while he looked up to his soon-to-be father-in-law. “Well I, you know-” there wasn’t any reason he had to beat around the bush, they had Melody and Emmy. “It was the first real moment we’ve had alone together since the twins were born. So we went for it, it’s not like we plan to have sex” as soon as the word left his mouth he was covering it. “I don’t mean to come off as rude, I’m just saying, it happened once. We’ve still got to plan our wedding so there’s no margin to do it again.”
Kurt looked up at Blaine and gave him a soft smile, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “Love you.” he murmured, leaning his head down onto his shoulder and linking his arm around Blaine’s, looking over at his dad then glancing over at Carole. “Last time we checked, Emmy was asleep and Melody was playing with some toys,” she answered, looking over at Blaine.
"Love you too" Blaine replied with a small smile. He leaned back in his chair as if he was going to be able to see the girls in the other room, when clearly Carole had set them up so they weren’t bothered. "Do you want to tell them goodnight, or at least Melody so she’ll get the idea it’s time for her to go to bed?" he asked Kurt, pressing a kiss to the top of his head.
Burt cleared his throat, folding his hands down on top of the table. “Actually, Kurt learned how to cook most of the things he knows how to make from his mom before she passed.” he said, keeping his eyes fixed on Blaine. “But, yes. He is an excellent baker, I’ll give him that.” Kurt smiled softly and rested his head down on top of Blaine’s, wrapping his arm over his shoulders.
Blaine nodded awkwardly, not meaning to cause any trouble. “I must say, she was an excellent cook” he said softly, pressing his nose against Kurt’s cheek before kissing it. “One of the many reasons I love him actually” he smiled, looking down at the remainder of his food. He cleared his throat, trying to rid the lump that had formed in the back off it. “Are the girls already down for the night?”
Kurt could actually feel the states being drawn on himself and Blaine, he knew that talking about what they did upstairs, but it’s also not like Carole and his dad already knew that they did these things. He hummed softly around his fork and scooping some more food into his mouth, nodding his agreement with Blaine. “Yeah, it’s really good.” he said, eating more of what was on his plate.
Blaine didn’t argue it, and was happy that Kurt actually had went with what he’d thrown at him. “I’m taking a wild guess this where Kurt got his little cooking streak.” he gushed trying to hide his smile when he looked up to Kurt. His hand lowered and looked up to Carole with a half smile, hoping it was working for both her and Burt. “Though when it comes to baking that’s all Kurt, which I’m looking forward to with this wedding” he rambled, resting his head to Kurt’s shoulder.