They kissed slowly at first, testing, learning. Sam's lips were soft and uncertain against his, moving with careful hesitation like she was afraid of doing it wrong.
Kurt guided her gently, his hand sliding up to cradle the back of her head, fingers threading through her dark blue hair.
Sam sucked on his lower lip, tentative at first, then harder, more confident. She pulled back just enough to catch his upper lip between hers, and when Kurt's tongue slipped past her parted lips, she let out a breathy moan that vibrated against his mouth.
"Mmn~"
Kurt's hand drifted down from her hair to her chest, and the moment his palm pressed against the fabric of her blouse, his fingers sank into the generous softness beneath.
Sam gasped into the kiss, her body trembling slightly, and Kurt felt her heartbeat racing beneath his touch.
