Kurt always took pride in the fact he wasn't like anybody else. Despite past turmoil, he was proud to be a man who had exquisite taste in fashion and decor, was a sucker for pure, chaste romance, excelled in French and wasn't constantly bombarded with teenage sex hormones. That was until he met Blaine.
Although Kurt was inexperienced in the seduction department, Blaine must have been really stupid not to realize that he was constantly flirting with Kurt before they had become a couple. Kurt wasn't sure if he was either just really naive, or just way too much of a gentleman to really express his true desires.
Kurt only knew how to be sexy in one sense: when he knew how to dress tastefully. Other than that, yes he was a baby penguin. Blaine was classically sexy, like a Disney Prince or a Greek God.
Before they had become a couple, Kurt was mortified at the thought of discussing sex with Blaine, because he knew it would hurt too much to see it not follow through with them. However, once it started leaning in the other direction (oh that KISS) Kurt studied the pamphlets his father gave him more closely. Kurt wanted Blaine to be the one he shared himself with for the first time; when he was ready. Blaine mattered.
Kurt was never going to tell a soul that once he finished his pamphlets he did more research online, formulating plans for the future with Blaine. He sometimes would blank in class or in Glee Club imagining these things; and it really didn't help when Kurt could just look over and see Blaine smiling lovingly at him.
Once they got used to the whole, being each other's first boyfriends thing, everything else went very smoothly. Being with Blaine was easy, and their relationship was just as natural as their friendship was.
Kurt was taken aback when Blaine said "I love you" first; when Kurt always thought he would be the one to slip. For Kurt, it was love at first sight.
However, it soon became more apparent Blaine that was a lot more forward than Kurt in some aspects, so he was secretly hoping that Blaine would make the first move eventually as weeks of bliss wore on. No such luck.
Kurt could tell that Blaine didn't want to make him feel like they were rushing things in the physical department, so he was always reserved once their making out became heated. This frustrated Kurt to no end, but he never expressed it in case Blaine was the one who wasn't ready.
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Blaine was a patient man, but that certainly didn't mean he wouldn't reach the end of his rope every so often. Being Kurt's boyfriend was the most exhilarating feeling in the world, however it came with a cost: Blaine found himself to be constantly frustrated sexually by Kurt.
Blaine almost regretted that when they first met, he only sought friendship and to be a mentor of sorts to Kurt. True, Blaine always knew and noticed how beautiful Kurt was, but he never really saw him until that day he sang Blackbird. He always reasoned, however, that the foundation they built with each other is what makes them such a strong couple today.
Blaine never really expected himself to be the horny type, but in the midst of their post-I love you-honeymoon phase, he was starting to get antsy.
He surprised himself deeply one day, when he found himself watching Kurt bend over in the choir room at McKinley to pick up fallen sheet music. Kurt was wearing those really tight pinstriped pants that hugged his buttocks in all the right ways. Blaine had to suppress a moan when he started daydreaming about all the things he would do to that ass.
Besides a knowing look from Santana that made him blush deeply, nobody but Blaine and his hand later that night, in the confines of his dark room,knew exactly what he was thinking about doing to Kurt that day.
Blaine being the dapper gentlemen he was, kept this part of himself from Kurt because he knew all too well how Kurt would react. It would probably be a worse reaction to that of when Blaine tried to talk to him about sex. Thankfully, Burt did the job for him. But to Blaine's disappointment Kurt never mentioned their father-son talk, so Blaine was curious from time to time what was discussed specifically.
One evening alone in bed, Blaine reflected on that day, remembering how embarrassed and awkward Kurt was when he admitted that he had watched those movies. Blaine remembered his groin twitched in interest when Kurt said that. So, that was the day that went down in history; the day Blaine finally became interested sexually in Kurt. It was an intense realization, on top of how not much later Blaine realized he was also in love with Kurt too.
As he pleasured himself, Blaine wished so badly that someday they could watch those movies together, or try out the things they saw in them. Blaine just thought it was sinful the way Kurt's mouth looked sometimes; ruby red and waiting, no begging for Blaine to shove his-
Blaine's orgasm racked his body at that moment, soiling his briefs, seeing stars. Blaine lay there breathing heavily for a few moments, body tingly and twitching in pleasure, when his iPhone beeped. It was Kurt.
Can't fall back asleep, just woke up from a really vivid dream... you still up?
Yeah. Is everything alright?
Of course, I guess my unconscious mind was just reminiscing about your old Dalton uniform..
Blaine was confused; everything was hazy after he just came his brains out. What do you mean?
My dream. We were in Glee Club and you were wearing your tie and blazer. Nothing else.
Blaine snapped out of his haze, staring at his phone in shock. Before he could think of a response, his phone vibrated again.
You were taking me on the piano.
Blaine's mouth had gone dry. This was so unexpected, but it was what Blaine had been dreaming about for weeks. From the excitement of it all, Blaine was miraculously getting hard again.
Blaine was shaken from his revere of just re-reading the texts over and over; making sure this was real life when his phone vibrated again.
Blaine?
…
Shit I'm sorry, forget I said that. I was half asleep when I sent those, Night.
In a frenzy, Blaine started dialing Kurt's number with shaking fingers. It barely rang once when Kurt picked up and immediately started babbling
"Oh my god Blaine, I'm sorry that text was widely inappropriate.. It's just been one of those days..." Kurt kept making excuses for himself.
"Shh Kurt, it's okay. We can talk about it, if you want," Blaine whispered, careful not to wake his parents in the room over.
"I'd rather not, we can just go to sleep and wake up tomorrow and things can go back to normal," Kurt half-panicked. "I'm already embarrassed enough as it is."
Blaine lowered his voice, not surprised when it came out sultry and alluring. "Don't be."
Blaine heard a choked off whine at the other end. This was Blaine's chance.
"Jesus, fuck. Kurt. You don't have any idea how long I've been waiting for you to say something like that."
"..R-really?" Kurt asked breathlessly.
Blaine groaned deeply in his throat, starting to stroke one of his nipples.
"Oh god yes…. In fact. I was just touching myself, thinking of you, before you texted me…" Blaine trailed off.
"W-were you? I- how often do you think of me Blaine.. when you touch yourself?" Kurt's voice was higher an octave.
"All the time…" Blaine sighed, hand trailing down his stomach, stroking himself gently, imagining Kurt was next to him, doing it himself.
"Oh," Kurt squeaked. Blaine heard shuffling on the other line.
"Kurt?" Blaine's voice was pure lust. "Are you touching yourself?"
Kurt moaned. "Y-yes, oh Blaine I woke up so hard…"
Blaine bit his lip, wanting to run over to Kurt's house and take him then and there more than anything he had ever wanted in his life. He wanted to make Kurt scream…
"Tell me about your dream, Kurt." This would have to do… for now. Blaine slid his hand under the waistband of his briefs and grasped his sensitive, leaking cock roughly.
"Oh god, Blaine. It was amazing," Kurt murmured. "You had me bent over the piano. Sweat…glistening on your abs.. You, ungh… so demanding. The school was deserted.. It turned you on so much knowing that only we would share that dirty secret…"
Blaine nearly choked. He never knew Kurt's mind was dirty like that. Blaine groaned loudly at the thought of that dream becoming reality. "Kurt… I want you so bad right now..." Blaine started stroking himself in harder, faster motions.
"Blaine, I'm close. I want you to come with me," Kurt whispered.
Blaine was on the brink. "Fuuuuckk, just tell me more…" Blaine growled.
Kurt was panting on the other end. "Uhmg.. You were.. were just slamming into me, our voices were echoing off the walls.. I knew that you were going to make me feel it for weeks…"
Blaine came for the second time that night, a strangled, pleasure filled cry flying from his mouth. Kurt was shrieking Blaine's name, followed by some obscenities soon afterward, and it took several long minutes for their breathing to finally slow down and their ears to stop buzzing.
"That was…" Blaine began.
"Amazing… Blaine. I hope I didn't wake up Finn…" Kurt chuckled softly.
"Not a chance… but I might have been too loud. So I'd better go."
"Okay," Kurt mumbled sleepily. "I love you."
Blaine sighed contentedly. "I love you, too."
They both sat silent on the line for a few seconds until, "Kurt?"
"Yes, Blaine?" Kurt asked dreamily.
"I can't wait to see you tomorrow.. There are so many things I'm planning for us right now."
"Ooh, sounds like a fun time!" There was a smile in his voice. "Like Six Flags? The pool?" Kurt was being coy.
"No, I want to make your fantasy real," Blaine replied saucily.
"Well I can't wait," Kurt giggled.