A/N: Me and my bestie TanquillityofPassion are currently on vacation in freaking Narnia BUT, we found an old laptop of hers and thought we'd write something together. So here's "Cash or Credit" aka5 times Blaine came in his pants and 1 time Kurt did.
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Title: Cash or Credit (inspired by Lonely Island's "Jizzed in my pants")
Warnings: ... frequent ejaculation?
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Humour, Romance, Smut.
Spoilers: Seasons 1,2.
1.
That was it. That was the moment. The moment for which he shall not cower. He, Blaine Anderson would get in there and kiss the boy senseless. He would do it. He had a few words prepared for the occasion, anyway.
Well, it didnt go exactly as planned. He certainly forgot half the things he meant to say but he couldn't have been all that bad. I mean, they were pretty much kissing right now.
And that was a problem. A one-sided problem perhaps since Kurt didn't seem to mind all that much, forcing his tongue inside Blaine's mouth while his hands tagged on his gelled hair.
"K-kurt mmmm...I-" Blaine tried to interject in between Kurt's constant attack on his mouth. Kurt seemed to misunderstand him, forcing his tongue deeper while he trapped Blaine's lower lip between his teeth, biting at it gently.
Blaine whined into the kiss, his face flushing bright red as he felt his cock harden at Kurt's surprisingly passionate treatment.
Kurt's hands moved from where they were cupping his face, now resting on his thighs , dangerously close to his fully erect cock that was now straining his pants, begging to be touched.
"Kurt please." He begged against Kurt's lips.
Kurt had to stop otherwise he would come within seconds, his cock unbearably hard in his pants, precum staining his underwear.
Damn, those were some expensive underwear!
Kurt's palms trailing up and down his thighs as well as his mouth that has now moved from his own and started sucking on his earlobe made Blaine realize that Kurt probably took his begging as an encouragement rather than a plea to stop.
Blaine started picturing dead puppies in his mind in an attempt to stop himself from coming in his pants, an action that was far too embarrasing to be willing to survive from when a moan ripped out from deep within Kurt's throat and Blaine positively lost it.
His cock twitched uncontrolably as come filled the inside of his underwear. He groaned, his head falling limply on Kurt's shoulder as the other boy seized his movements.
"Uh? Blaine? Why did you stop? Is there something wrong?" Kurt asked timidly.
"N-nothing!" Blaine stuttered, "I have to go."
10 minutes later [Warblers practice]
"Kurt-
"I'm not talking to you!"
"But-
"But what?"
"Um... I had to pee?"
2.
"Kurt, we have to go back." Blaine gasped, his hands tugging Kurt's undershirt, his jacket long gone and thrown carelessly on top of the choir room's piano.
"Give me two minutes, you're still wearing too many clothes." Kurt mumbled, his deft fingers swiftly unbuttoning Blaine's vest.
"Gosh Kurt, where did my baby penguin go?" he pouted, his eyes widening at Kurt's wild, predatory look.
"It reincarnated." Kurt responded off-handedly, resuming to his previous actions of sucking on Blaine's lip while his hands wandered downwards, reaching for the other boy's bulge.
The moment Blaine felt Kurt's hand palming his clothed erection, he let out a loud moan.
Blaine's responded by letting his hands roam on Kurt's back before resting on his ass cheeks and bringing Kurt's body flashed against his own.
With this newfound closeness he felt something hard probbing against his thigh. And that wasn't only a penis but exceptionally large one as well.
Well, you can't blame him for coming in his pants at the thought of what this penis could do alone.
"Oh my God Blaine, are you okay?" Kurt asked anxiously when Blaine slumped against the piano, his eyes screwed shut.
"Hey guys where the hell were you? The show's already started!" Finn's voice came from the door.
Kurt immediately straightened up, fixing his hair as he said: "We'll be right there"
"Oh, cool." Finn commented and left the room.
"Up we go!" Kurt turned, looking at Blaine who was bend over the piano, "Um ... is everything alright?" he added, noticing Blaine's hand curled protectively around his abdomen.
"Nah, I'm good." Blaine mumbled through gritted teeth. Fuck my life ...
tbc
