Okay, so most of us saw Episode 8. The boxing scene? Oh. My. God. So, I needed to write this. I don't know how long it's going to be, but it'll be decent, at least. Not the first Glee fic I've written, but it's the first one I've uploaded. Also the first smut that I've ever written, so be nice.
Spoilers: Episode 8, pretty much. Although it was only a passing comment, so not really that big of a deal. Also Episode 5, I suppose.
Summary: When Blaine gets a call while hanging out with Kurt, he is offered a chance to return to the club that was the one place he didn't have to worry about being in control. Upon learning that Sebastian will be there for the first time, Kurt is eager for Blaine to go. Rated M for sex, some violence. Male/Male. NC-17.
"Hey buddy. We're meeting up this week. Same time as usual. It's Sebastian's first time," the voice said over the phone, which was balanced in between Blaine's shoulder and ear.
"But I'm not at Dalton anymore. I can't."
"Once a Warbler, always a Warbler. Bring Kurt if you want. He never seemed interested in it though. It's all up to you, man."
"I'll think about it. But, if I do end up going…"
"Yeah?"
"I want to be his first," Blaine said firmly, pressing the end button on his phone and tossing it onto his desk.
"Who was that?" Kurt asked from the bed.
"Nick. They're having a meeting on Friday. Want me to go," Blaine murmured, running his hands up Kurt's flawless pale skin.
"Are you?" Kurt asked breathlessly.
"I don't know yet."
"Well, why wouldn't you?"
"Because. I don't really need it anymore. Now that Finn and I worked everything out, and you and I are perfectly happy, there isn't really anything that's making me angry enough to want that."
"Oh, what was this about being someone's first?" Kurt asked.
"It'll be Sebastian's first meeting. If I'm there, I want to be the first person to-"
His sentence was suddenly cut off by Kurt's mouth on his, their naked chests rubbing together, pert nipples tugging against each other.
"Do it. Go. Please." Kurt gasped, feeling blood rush south.
"Wha- God, Kurt. Why?" Blaine gasped.
"So sexy. Thinking of you being so aggressive. Shit."
Groaning at Kurt's language, Blaine leaned back in to the heated kiss with renewed fervor. Running his tongue over Kurt's smooth bottom lip, Blaine was quickly granted entrance. Tongues battled for dominance as their hips began to frantically rut against each other.
"Blaine. Please."
"Please, what, baby?" Blaine's voice was low and gravelly, shooting sparks all through Kurt's body.
"Bl- God- Please!"
"Tell me what you want," Blaine said, sucking and biting at Kurt's collarbone, moving back momentarily to appreciate the dark red against the pale skin.
"Want you inside of me. Rough, please," Kurt was practically begging by this point, his hands grasping blindly at the sheets beside him, balling them into his fists.
"You sure you're not too sure from earlier?" Caring Blaine was momentarily back, his lust blown eyes locking with Kurt's.
"Positive."
Smirking, Blaine leaned down to take one of Kurt's nipples in his mouth, gently flicking it with his tongue, teasing. His right hand trailed from where it had been resting on the pillow besides Kurt's head, caressing his cheek, brushing over the scar on his neck, spreading fire with his fingertips.
"Now, Blaine," Kurt grunted out, hips bucking into the air.
Giving one final flick, Blaine detached his mouth from Kurt, gazing in wonder at the boy spread out before him. Long legs, bent at the knees, showing off his perfectly round ass. Graceful fingers, already pale, now completely white at the knuckles from grasping the sheets so hard. Usually immaculately coiffed hair, out of place and clinging to his sweaty forehead. The lips that were usually a soft pink, now an angry red from the force of their kissing. All his for the taking.
With a new sense of urgency, Blaine grabbed the lube from the nightstand next to the bed and reached inside the top drawer for a condom. Placing the condom next to Kurt on the bed, Blaine popped the cap on the lube and spread some onto his first two fingers. After grabbing Kurt's knees and pushing them towards his chest, Blaine trailed his slippery fingers around Kurt's puckered hole, still slightly stretched from their first round earlier that afternoon. Knowing Kurt could take it, Blaine pressed both fingers in at the same time, pushing past the slight resistance he met. Kurt's wild gasps spurred Blaine on, urging him to move his fingers faster in and out, scissoring them and crooking them towards himself, looking for Kurt's prostrate.
"God, Blaine, THERE!"
After rubbing over the sensitive spot several more times, leaving Kurt wildly bucking down onto his fingers and begging for more, Blaine slipped out just long enough spread more lube, warming it quickly before placing three fingers into Kurt's tight ass.
"Kurt, how are you still so tight?" Blaine gasped, thrusting his fingers in and out even faster now, getting ready to add a fourth.
"Blaine. I nee- SHIT- need you in me NOW," Kurt cried, digging his nails into Blaine's biceps.
"You're not stretched all the way, baby. I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't care. Inside, now. I want to be able to feel you on Friday. Know that you're out beating Crab to a pulp and that you'll be back after to make me feel it all over again. Please. Now." Kurt urged, holding the shiny wrapper out to Blaine who was hovering over Kurt, shock and arousal etched clearly on his face.
"Fuck, yes." Blaine growled out, ripping the condom wrapper open with his teeth and rolling it onto himself before spreading a generous amount of lube onto himself, his head dropping back from the pleasure of his slicked hand pumping up and down.
"Turn over."
Eagerly, Kurt rolled onto his hands and knees, thrusting his ass into the air in front of Blaine, grabbing onto the rails on his bed, his body trembling in anticipation.
"You're so perfect, Kurt," Blaine murmured, holding Kurt's cheeks in his hand, spreading them gently to see his hole, stretched and begging to be filled.
Pushing inside of Kurt gently, Blaine resisted the urge to simply snap his hips forward. Kurt, however, had other ideas. Using the headboard as leverage, Kurt slammed his hips backwards onto Blaine, a high keening noise escaping from his mouth.
"Kurt, you can't just do that," Blaine whimpered, shutting his eyes tightly to hold it together. The sudden tightness around him already the tight heat pooling, waiting to snap.
"Blaine, please move."
After taking a deep breath, Blaine began to slowly thrust his hips in and out, building up to a gentle pace.
"Harder, please."
Gripping Kurt's hips tightly, Blaine's hips snapped against Kurt's ass harder, the sound echoing through the empty room and mixing with the surprisingly low moans spilling from Kurt's mouth.
"God, yes, Blaine. Fuck, so good," Kurt whimpered, meeting Blaine's thrusts. Suddenly, Blaine changed the angle of his thrust and thrust firmly against his prostrate, nearly causing Kurt's knees to give out. Desperate for release, Kurt reached down and firmly took himself in his hand, thrusting in time to Blaine's thrusts.
"Kurt, I'm, Oh, I'm so close. Shit." Hearing Blaine curse was what finally sent Kurt over the edge, his cum splashing hot over his hand and ass clenching tight around Blaine. With a shout, Blaine followed shortly after, collapsing onto Kurt. A few minutes later, after Blaine had regained use of his legs, he stood and unsteadily made his way towards the bathroom, peeling off the used condom on the way. Returning a minute later with a warm, damp washcloth, Blaine wiped off his blanket and Kurt as best as he could, throwing the washcloth onto the floor when he was finished. Laying behind Kurt, Blaine wrapped a muscled arm around Kurt's tiny waist, pulling him firmly against his chest, sighing in contentment.
"So, you want me to go on Friday?"
"Mmhmm. Wanna watch," Kurt mumbled, hovering on the edge of sleep.
"I'll think about it. Sleep well, Kurt. Love you," Blaine whispered, placing a kiss to the crown of Kurt's head.
"Love you," Kurt answered before sleep claimed him.
With Kurt asleep, Blaine's mind was free to wander. As much as he missed the meetings, he really didn't feel the rage that was necessary for him to truly enjoy them. Maybe it was time to finally give them up. Reaching across Kurt slowly as to not wake him up, Blaine set an alarm on his phone and followed Kurt into a peaceful sleep.
A/N: I'm not going to sit here and beg for reviews. The way I see it, if you like it enough to read it, that's enough for me. Don't judge the poor attempt at smut. Like I said before, it was my first try. I'm about to be in Finals, so I'll post the second chapter as soon as it's written, but I have two papers I need to write by tomorrow night. Constructive criticism is appreciated, but no flames please
