Kurt blushed. He never really thought about how he could excite his brother in that way. It seemed almost impossible, but clearly, it wasn’t. 

“That feels really good,” he said with a sigh, his eyes closed and allowing his brother to wash his hair. It was so relaxing, really relaxing. The only other time his brother had done something like this was in their slushie days in which Kurt would haul himself into the girl’s bathrooms with Rachel and Tina to clean himself off, within no time, Cameron would always appear to help out. At least, he’d help Kurt. Kurt was unsure as to whether Cameron liked Rachel or not. “Dinner? Why, aren’t you a charmer,” he teased, whining to himself when the older boy pushed him forward. 

Kurt was debating with himself, wondering how on earth he was going to cope with the two of them being boyfriends now. It was something he wanted, and he wanted it more than anything, however, Kurt wasn’t used to some of the emotions he was experiencing. He had this with Blaine but they were on a much lower scale. The emotions Kurt was feeling in regards to Cameron were overwhelming, twice as strong and even more powerful. “Mm, no no. I’ll get out first, I take longer to dress,” he laughed softly, “um… can you cover your eyes?” he asked, cheeks pink and embarrassed of his own body. With that, he stood and let the water drip off of him, climbing out and reaching for a towel to wrap around him. He kept his back to his brother, not liking how he suddenly missed the boy’s body, his warmth. Nevertheless, Kurt smiled to himself and made way to his bedroom.

He dried himself off in no time, singing as he dried and styled his hair. Kurt rummaged through his wardrobe for a good fifteen minutes before deciding on a pair of black skinny jeans, a Moschino Trim Dress Shirt and a faux fur gilet. Topping it off, Kurt opted for his white Dr Marten boots and gave himself a few sprays of Rain by Marc Jacobs, his favourite fragrance. “Cammy?” he called (after almost forty five minutes of changing). “Are you ready to go?”

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“You deserve to feel this much happiness,” Cameron replied with a whisper, leaning in and nuzzling close before he relaxes, just letting Kurt settle in his arms. He wants so much for his brother, he wants to do a thousand and one things to make his life good and perfect and wonderful but there’s only so much he can do and it breaks his heart. He might never be able to take Kurt out on a date or marry him or give him those romantic landmarks but he wants to try to be enough, try to give him everything. He loves Kurt, so fiercely and so passionately and so much that it breaks him inside just to think about the years they went not having this. Not being together and being in love when they both wanted each other, were both desperate to have each other in their arms and kiss until they’d had their fill (until eternity, really, because Cameron would never get enough of his boyfriend, not ever).

He tightens his grip around Kurt before he breathes out, trying not to get over-emotional about this - about the pain Kurt has been hiding, even if he was open about other things. “I didn’t keep you safe enough. You shouldn’t have ever had any scars or bruises or had to change your clothes. I tried so hard - I fought them and I made them so scared of me but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to keep you safe.” Cameron nuzzles into Kurt, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to breathe evenly, trying not to cry. “I’d do anything for you, Kurt. Anything you ever needed, ever wanted, I’d do it. If it made you happy I’d bend over backwards for you. You deserve - you should be happy, loved.” He leans in, cupping his brother’s cheek awkwardly and kissing him again, hard and needy, shivering as he feels the skin-on-skin slide under the water. “You kept my heart safe. That’s enough for me.”

“Shhh,” Kurt cooed softly, leaning in to his brother and now wishing that they weren’t in the bath together so that he could hold him close and tell him everything was alright - which it was now. Now that they were together Kurt knew nothing could stop him, ever. Kurt moaned softly into the kiss, the echo of their kissing echoing off of the bathroom walls. Once it broke with a soft noise, Kurt looked into Cameron’s eyes and knew he had to make today a good day - not just for himself but for his brother. One thing Kurt hated was seeing his brother upset, and Kurt knew how hard Cameron tried to hold things in, to be strong; but Kurt could see his strength whether he was crying or not. “Mm, you should wash my hair before the water gets cold, then I can wash yours and we can get some breakfast,” he smiled, trying to change subject. “We can even listen to your music in the car if you want to, I’ll make an acception for that.” Kurt winked, then softened again and pressed a kiss to Cameron’s jaw. He wanted to tell his boyfriend everything, to let Cameron know just how much he kept Kurt safe and to reassure him that he’d done an amazing job, which he had. Who on earth would take on Dave Karofsky in such a manner? Of course, the guys in the New Directions had stood up to him times before, they made their point clear that he wasn’t going to touch Kurt and then Sam; who took a punch for that reason. None of them were like Cameron. Cameron would physically chase people who made fun, he’d push them off of his brother and he really was Kurt’s hero. His knight in shining armour.

“Smile, honey,” he pressed another kiss to Cameron’s jaw, “you have one of the most handsome smiles I’ve ever seen. You should do it more often.”

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Cameron made a quiet, pleased noise as he slipped into the bath behind his brother, drawing Kurt against his chest and wrapping his arms around his waist for a moment. He could see Kurt’s little scars, scratched over his back, and he had to physically resist the urge to let his fingers trace them, to kiss them and touch them and try and make them go away with his love. He knew that was impossible but he wanted to, so badly, to erase all the pain and suffering his brother had been forced to endure for so long. There was only so much protecting Cameron had been able to do - and this was something he couldn’t fix. Shifting, he squeezed Kurt with his arms before nuzzling into his neck, enjoying the warmth and the peace of the moment, the brush of their skin - and the sudden remembering of the fact that they were both naked. He breathed out a little, kissing at Kurt’s neck and the little area of his back that he could reach before he laid back, drawing Kurt with him and just holding him.

“Of course you’re impressed. I’ve been planning our first date together since I was eight years old, Kurt Hummel, and I know you better than anyone else in the world. I know exactly what’ll get you all tingley and happy, don’t I?” He smiles, leaning in and nuzzling at Kurt, squeezing him again before he settles back, closing his eyes and just imaginging their outing. A breakfast together where he could nudge Kurt’s feet with his own, holding hands in the park - because twins held hands anyway, who cared? - coming home and sharing amazing, secret little kisses under their duvets and between moments… It was going to be perfect.

“Were you ever going to tell me about these?” Cameron asks quietly, moving a hand back to nudge Kurt’s shoulder and touch at his back before moving around again, twining his fingers with Kurt’s. “It hurts to see you hurt, Kurt. I just want to look after you, but…” Lifting his free hand, he turns Kurt’s face so he can lean in for a kiss, sweet and innocent, before he closes his eyes and breathes out. “I can’t always keep you safe, huh?”

Cameron’s kisses had suddenly gone from being something totally unknown to one of Kurt’s favourite things in such a short space of time. Whether it was kisses on the lips, to his forehead, his neck, just knowing his brother was doing that made him feel loved; and that was something he never had expected, not like this. Kurt blushed, turning his neck once his brother had sat behind him and smiled softly to himself. His brother’s arms enveloped him in and Kurt was surprised as to how perfect his hold was, and how he seemed to fit perfectly into them. He lay with his brother, listening closely and shaking his head, Cameron, so humble and yet so sure of himself at the same time. “Mm, you do. That’s true—like right now, I feel tingley and overly happy,” he said with a sigh at the end of his sentence. They both went silent; Kurt didn’t know whether to speak or leave the blissful sound of nothing lingering in the air- it wasn’t awkward, no. Never awkward, but it was as if the two boys didn’t have to speak in order to hear each other’s thoughts and feel each other’s love for each other.

Were you ever going to tell me about these? Kurt’s heart thud hard into his chest with a strong heartache passing over him, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to tell Cameron about the few scars but he didn’t want to mention it. He felt ugly with them there, and they could disappear over time, they could go away with scar oil but it was incredibly expensive. He didn’t speak, leaving the question in open air, he didn’t want to answer his brother but only because he could hear a change in Cameron’s voice.  After the kiss, Kurt looked deep into his brother’s eyes and swallowed inaudibly, his eyes filling with tears just from listening to his brother and how he felt that he couldn’t keep him safe when in actual fact, Cameron had saved him so many times. “…Don’t say that,” Kurt whispered, looking at his brother and pressing a kiss to his jaw. “You always keep me safe- those are- they could’ve been worse, Cam. They could’ve been much worse but you intervened. You fought off Karofsky and you kept me safe. You let me cry to you when I had no one else and you’d let me stay in your room when I couldn’t sleep at night. I don’t know anyone who’s taken a punch for me,” he looked down at Cameron’s arms and remembered some of the bruising that used to be there. With a sigh, Kurt relaxed against Cameron and let a tear fall, “you always keep me safe, I just wish I could do the same for you…”

hummelcest:

In which Kurt really wants to sing a duet with Cam, and Cameron’s just not having it. 

camjhummel:

“I’m not bad at them. I had to get good at them on myself to work out the kinks and stitches and stuff from hockey - I’m not sure if it’d feel as good on you, but I can give it a good go, can’t I? If I can make you feel good then I want to do it, really.” Cameron smiles before he moves, pressing into the kiss with a pleased, needy noise, lifting his hand to cup the back of Kurt’s head to deepen the kiss a little before he lets his twin break the connection, taking a deep breath to try and calm himself down. His brother was naked right in front of him and he was still so hard and a little desperate for things he couldn’t rush into just yet - because Kurt deserved love and romance and good, amazing things, not a half-rushed first time as a result of seeing each other naked for the first time since they’d gotten together. He wanted to give Kurt the love and romance and gentleness that he deserved and had, probably, dreamed of for years. He laughs at Kurt’s comment, shaking his head and running his fingers through his twin’s hair tenderly. “I’d love to keep you company all the time, trust me. There’s no job I’d rather have in the entire world.” Leaning in, Cameron presses another quick kiss against Kurt’s mouth before he leans back, adjusting himself in his seat to try and get comfortable again.

It was so hard to not move in and crowd his twin, touch him and tease him and make him make those noises Cameron had been given a taste of earlier - because he was there, bare, naked in the bath, hidden only by soap, and Cameron wanted, desperately. He hadn’t felt this way before, so needy, almost to a disgusting level, and he had to breathe out hard to try and relax himself a little. It wasn’t fair to push Kurt just because he was a horny teenager - really, he had more self-control than that. He smiled at his twin, letting his finger brush over Kurt’s cheek before he looked down at the space in the bath with a nervous eye.

“I would love to get in with you, Kurt, but…” Cameron worried his lower lip before he breathed out, shaking his head and forcing himself through his sudden shyness. “I didn’t… Really take care of my problem and seeing you all… Naked and just - there - I don’t want to scare you off or make you feel pressured and I think I might, right now. So, maybe next time when I am less of a ridiculously stereotypical horny teen… if you still want me to join you then, of course.”

Kurt couldn’t help but giggle when he heard that Cameron still hadn’t exactly fixed his problem, and he felt somewhat flattered that he’d also made it a little worse, “don’t worry,” he nodded, smiling and understanding nevertheless, “do you want to… um, sort out— your problem and then come back or should we just leave washing my hair?” In all honesty, Kurt just wanted to do whatever was quicker for the both of them so that they could hurry and go wherever they wanted to be. Kurt really didn’t know what to expect from their day ahead, they’d never really hung out as a couple considering they’d hid their feelings from each other pretty much their entire lives, not only that, but it would look pretty odd if you saw two identical people walking down the street and holding hands, kissing and acting like a couple. Kurt didn’t see what was wrong with that, at all. He didn’t see what was so wrong with loving someone, loving a person - regardless of who they were and what they did in their life. Everyone was equal.

He understood why Cameron was being so careful around him, granted, Kurt probably wouldn’t appreciate being pressured into anything but right now - he didn’t feel pressured. He didn’t feel forced and if Cameron really wanted to make love to Kurt, he would. There was just one problem and that was the fact that Kurt would rather it just happened between them. Romance was one of Kurt’s favourite things in the world. He didn’t collect wedding magazines for no reason afterall, and though he knew that would never happen with Cameron, he still knew that somehow he’d be able to marry him. Cameron was the one, he always had been. He always would be, the younger boy was sure of that. “ Baby it’s you, you’re the one I love, you’re the one I need; you’re the only one I see. Come on baby it’s you; you’re the one that gives your all. You’re the one I can always call. When I need you make everything stop; finally you put my love on top,” he sang, looking his brother in the eye as he washed down his arms, his shoulders, feeling more confident in front of his brother the more time they spent together. “So, where are you taking me for breakfast?” Kurt asked, humming the rest of the song softly to himself as he waited for Cam to answer.

camjhummel:

Kurt really had no idea how gorgeous he was, and that was something that Cameron had vowed to fix as soon as he could. His twin was beautiful, handsome, perfect in every single way and there wasn’t a day where he hadn’t thought so - he’d just never been able to say it aloud without worrying about being hated or judged. Now, however, he was allowed to have that honour; the joy and privilidge of showing his brother how hot he was, the things they could do together and the things they could enjoy. He knew that he had been with Blaine in some way but he had no idea the extent to which they had been together - and it wasn’t a topic he wanted to dwell on. He wants Kurt to be his, heart and soul.

“Yes, ravish. Completely. But, yes, I - go ahead and get your bath. We wouldn’t want to get distracted and spend all day in bed, now, would we?” The small smirk on his lips was evidence enough that it wouldn’t really bother Cameron if they did, but he knew his brother was a little overwhelmed and needed some time alone to calm down. As soon as Kurt had shut the door of the ensuite, Cameron flopped back into the bed and groaned. He was so desperately hard and it was almost torture - because he knew he only had a little bit of time to deal with it before Kurt would come out and want to be with him again. Breathing out, Cameron shifted on the bed and let his hand move down, pressing into his erection gently before he swallowed. Eyes closed, he could imagine Kurt’s kisses better, the touch of his hand, his beautiful face and amazing, red lips - and it was all helping, it really was. He was close and if he came as fast as he expected to he would be able to go and clean up before Kurt was done… But before he could finish he heard his name being called from the bathroom. Whining, Cameron forced his hand away and pushed himself up from the bed, walking slowly over to the bathroom and pushing the door open.

“Hey, gorgeous,” Cameron smiled as he walked in, grabbing the chair and settling himself down happily. He was doing his best to angle himself away from Kurt’s eyes, thankful for the robe he’d picked up and shoved on before he walked into the room - he’d been so close and it felt like he was harder than he’d been when Kurt was in the room, if that was even possible. Breathing out, he looks over with grin before he reaches out to touch Kurt’s nose gently. “I’m here to keep you company. Do you want me to wash your hair for you? I wouldn’t mind if you did, you know. It might be fun for you to get a little scalp massage.” He grins before he leans close and lets his expression soften a little, eyes roaming down to look at Kurt’s chest. “… I think I should keep you company every time you have a bath.”

Kurt could feel his cheeks flushing from the warmth of the water and the compliment from his brother. Underneath the water, Kurt pinched his arm just to check that yes, this was not a dream. Cameron really had flirted with him, they were really together and yes – moments ago he was turned on by his brother (and still was, not to mention that the warmth of the water wasn’t exactly helping much.) “Are you good with massages?” he asked with a slightly surprised tone, a good surprise, of course. He didn’t realise that Cameron could do that. “I’d be grateful, it’d be relaxing and I really need to— unwind right now.” He watched his brother lean close and exhaled softly, his eyes gazing right into the stunning glasz hues in front of him, it was then that Kurt leant close and pressed a wet kiss to his brother’s lips. He wanted them both to be close, to be closer and to be able to share their love like any other couple – and more now that they were actually together. He didn’t want to pull back, he didn’t want their lips to part and he just wanted Cameron’s arms wrapped tightly around him and never let go. He’d never let his brother or anyone see him naked before, he wouldn’t even allow Cameron to see him with his shirt off; the last time Kurt could remember doing that was when they were younger and they went swimming with their Mom. “You should keep me company all the time, I love the attention,” Kurt joked as he parted their lips, their foreheads pressed together with Kurt laughing softly.

Cameron was so beautiful, he was. They looked exactly the same though there were a few differences, for example, Cameron styled his hair differently and Kurt had a scar on the side of his neck from when he was younger, he also had a few scars on his back that he didn’t like thinking about because they were given to him from being shoved into lockers. Yet, even when they both knew that they looked alike, Kurt still found Cameron was the better looking twin, he was the handsome one. He was so perfect.

He pulled his legs up to his chest, thankful that the soap covered the majority of his body up, “are you sure you don’t want to climb in? There’s plenty of room-” he whispered, timidly and still not understanding why he was suggesting this at all. The image of Cameron being sat behind him and holding him close as they bathed together was a little romantic quirk that made the younger Hummel smile to himself.

camjhummel:

Cameron swallowed a little before he smirked, grabbing Kurt’s hand and kissing the fingers. “I know I’m hot stuff. Hockey team jock - I have all the girls after me.” Rolling his eyes he shook his head; most people had already guessed that he was gay, not that he was hiding it, and the ones that hadn’t were too scared of his rough reputation to even consider coming and asking him out. Lying here, beside his twin, was perfect, Cameron decided. There was no one in the world that could compare to Kurt Hummel, and he belonged to him - they were together, for the rest of their lives if Cameron had his way. He hums happily, only moving back when Kurt speaks again, asking to leave the warm coocoon of their blanket covered bed to go and bathe. 

“Yes, you can go and have a bath if you want, Kurt, you don’t have to ask.” Cameron laughs before he shifts, pressing Kurt down onto his back and shifting to straddle him. “But I want to say good morning properly before you go.” Leaning down, Cameron presses his mouth against Kurt’s, giving him a long, drawn-out, deep kiss, cupping his cheek and letting his over hand brush down his arm before he sits back, licking his lips a little. “Mm. Better. Okay, I would join you, but I’m afraid I’d ravish you if we were naked together right now… And I have a bit of a problem to take care of.” He shifts, pressing his erection against Kurt a little before he falls to the side, kicking the duvet away from their bodies.

 Kurt whimpered softly as Cameron straddled his hips. He almost wanted to bat his hands away but he couldn’t do it, and his brother wasn’t exactly helping the fact that he was incredibly turned on right now. The kiss was bliss and much more, it made Kurt’s heart flutter and swell with a beautiful warmth, his heart suddenly pining for more. The boy moaned softly into the kiss, finding himself too deep in love and somewhat smitten, when Cameron pulls back, Kurt’s still lost in the sweet sensation of their lips touching, the way they were touching and God, could Cameron not feel that? They were so close. It made Kurt want to wriggle and squirm around, unable to free himself of this want growing within him.

“R-ravish?” Kurt repeated, his lips parting in shock, his heart pounding hard into his chest. He’d thought about this before; obviously it was something he’d never admit to, but right now, God, he’d kill to have Cameron ‘ravish’ him. The other half of his heart argued, he wanted their first time to be special - if they were to have a first time. Kurt’s eyes were fully dilated, his cheeks flushed with a soft pink. He didn’t understand what lust was until now, and the more Cameron lay in front of him, the more he wanted something. The more he wanted him. He wanted sex. “I—,” he paused, whimpering once again when Cameron pressed himself against his brother. It felt so good, and that was just a touch. “I’m so turned on,” he whispered to himself, pursing his lips and looking at his brother. He blinked, looking at Cameron and his stupid little smirk. If Cameron and Kurt weren’t related or they’d never met in their life they’d probably hate each other, though Kurt didn’t ever think that was possible at the same time. It was just his stupid smirk with that stupid hair and his stupid gorgeous body, his stupid voice and stupid everything - it made Kurt picture things he’d never admit to, ever. “I-I should start getting ready,” the boy stuttered, making his way out of the bed, quickly pressing a kiss to Cameron’s lips and hopping out of the bed and to the on suite bathroom.

He stood in the bathroom cringing to himself, wishing he could go back and take control of himself. He held the towel around him, sitting on the stool by the bathroom window and watching the steam rise from the bath. He could hear the sound of his own voice echoing off of the walls as he hummed softly, a shy smile on his face as he thought about his brother and how wonderful he was, how Cameron was his world. When he decided the water was the right height, he let the towel drop and climbed into the bath, the soap covering his body as he sat down and washed his arms, still humming. It was crazy, but he just wanted Cameron there. So he called for him, “Cam? Can you come here?” he asked - not even thinking that his brother was probably trying to ease his little problem, “I want company. You can sit on the chair on keep me company.”

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“I would never, trust me. I’m not going to risk my life in that fashion, thank you very much. I like being alive to be able to give you cuddles.” Cameron leans in, nuzzling into Kurt before he follows his gaze and looks down at the brusie on his arm. He didn’t remember if that was a hockey wound or the result of a fight but, really, he didn’t care - people fought with him because of how overprotective he was. Slushies, name-calling, slurs - he fought back against them all and people didn’t like it.

Swallowing back a pleased little noise as Kurt presses into him, Cameron breathes out and squeezes his eyes closed before he looks up at his brother. “Hey, shh. It’s alright - I’m sure you can feel…” He thrusts up against Kurt a little before he makes a choked off little noise, reaching to squeeze at Kurt’s arm gently. “It’s a natural thing. You’re hot, Kurt, so I’m going to have a… A reaction.” Leaning in, he kisses Kurt gently and nuzzles into him, wrapping him close and letting them press together - and, fuck, there was only a little bit of fabric between them. He lifts his hand, brushing it over Kurt’s cheek before he taps his nose, smirking. “It’s also a completely natural reaction to being in bed with me. I know I’m hot stuff, it’s okay. I don’t blame you.”

Feeling Cameron press up against him like that made Kurt inwardly whimper and blush. This was both awkward and adorable in some crazy way, not to mention slightly comical; they’d only just got together and already they were turned on by each other. Kurt looked at Cameron and listened carefully, laughing and shaking his head at his brother’s words, “I forget that you have that effect on people,” he retorted, smacking his brother’s chest lightly. It was then that Kurt didn’t really feel like cuddling and it was only because he could guarantee that he’d be getting plenty more of those later on in the day, and with their Dad at work, they could probably cuddle wherever they wanted to in the house. Before they did anything else, Kurt wanted a little time to freshen up for their day ahead.

“Do you mind if I take a bath?” he blushed, not even knowing why he had to ask that question. “I won’t be long, I just want to glitz myself up for later.” Kurt was taking all of this incredibly seriously. He wanted to be his best for his brother, he wanted Cameron to be proud to be with him - and this was only their first day together. “You can join me if you want to?” he laughed softly, joking - yet wondering what it’d be like to bathe with Cameron deep in his mind.