Hi guys! This is a rape!fantasy... don't like, don't read. The title is from Harder to Breathe - Maroon 5 and this was inspired by Boys Should Kiss Boys More's Take It. Enjoy! ;)
Kurt was just as surprised as any other when he found out that he had a bit of a rape kink. It had been one day when he was masturbating, when suddenly his dream-Blaine got… well he got a lot more forceful. And that had led to Kurt coming the hardest that he had ever before...
Kurt looked up as his door creaked open. A smile stretched across his face. Kurt's parents were out of town, Finn was at Rachel's, so Kurt had invited Blaine over to spend the night.
"Hey," Kurt greeted, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing. Blaine didn't say anything. Kurt looked up, confused.
"Blaine?" Blaine's head turned and his eyes met Kurt. Kurt stepped towards Blaine. Blaine's face was dark and unreadable, his eyes darkened to a liquid gold. Blaine reached behind him and locked the door.
"Blaine?" Kurt repeated, stepping forward again. Blaine shot forward and shoved Kurt against the wall on his left.
"Bl-" But Kurt was cut off.
"Shut up!" Blaine hissed. Blaine pinned Kurt's wrists above his head, his grip painfully tight. Kurt sucked in a breath as a shudder rolled through his body. He fought back the urge to moan as he realized what Blaine was doing. Kurt's dick twitched in his pants as Blaine deftly undid the buttons on Kurt's shirt. Blaine tugged off his shirt and threw it on the floor along with Kurt's. Blaine's hand ripped painfully at his belt and pant buttons, and Kurt let out a whimper. Kurt's arms thrashed against Blaine's grip, as his body twisted and turned to get away from Blaine. Blaine pressed forward, his body weight pinning Kurt to the wall.
"P-Please," Kurt whimpered, and Blaine's eyes met his for a moment, and then flashed back down, his hand tearing Kurt's pants off his legs. Blaine's pants followed his after a moment and then Blaine grabbed Kurt's hair, tangling in it painfully. He tugged Kurt over to the bed and threw him down roughly. Kurt instantly got back on his knees and tried to slide off the bed. But Blaine was quicker and latched his hand on Kurt's ankle. He pulled Kurt back, as Kurt dug his fingers onto the sheet. It was no use, and Kurt was flipped onto his back. Blaine pinned Kurt's wrist with one hand again, and then straddled his hips.
"Please! No!" Kurt yelled. Blaine's hand covered Kurt's mouth in a flash, his fingers gripping painfully.
"Shut up!" Blaine hissed again. Blaine removed his hand and tugged down Kurt's boxers and then his own. Blaine's cock sprung free, thick, long and threatening. Kurt fought down the moan and shudder that threatened to roll down his body. Blaine sucked his own fingers into his mouth for a moment and then in a flash they dipped down to Kurt's entrance and Blaine roughly shoved in.
"Stop! No!" Kurt wailed, his ass clenching against Blaine's fingers. Blaine pushed in and thrusted them in and out quickly. Kurt couldn't help it; a moan tumbled out his mouth and his back arched underneath Blaine. Blaine took out his fingers and scooted up so he was perched on Kurt's chest. He thrust his hips forward.
"Suck," Blaine growled, moving onto his knees so his dick was hanging in front of Kurt's mouth. Kurt shook his head and kept his mouth firmly closed.
"I said suck!" Blaine snarled, and he used his hand that wasn't pinning Kurt's hands and pinched Kurt's nose. Kurt held for a few moments, but his need to air triumphed and his mouth opened to take a breath of air. Blaine's hand flashed and held his mouth open and he shoved his dick in Kurt's mouth. He thrust in and out quickly, Kurt breathing through his nose and stifling moans. Blaine grunted and sat back. He slid back down Kurt's body and kneeled behind him. He quickly thrusted in, the quick lubrication not enough to stifle the pain.
"Oh FUCK!" Kurt yelled, throwing his head back. His arms struggled at Blaine's grip, but to no avail. Blaine pulled out almost all the way, and plunged in again, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing around the room. Blaine reached up and curled his hand around Kurt's throat, cutting off most of Kurt's air. Kurt hissed and his hips ground down to meet Blaine's thrusts. Blaine was fucking long, deep thrusts into Kurt who was painfully hard now. Blaine's dick brushed against Kurt's prostate, and Kurt's breathing stuttered, a loud moan escaping his mouth. Kurt fought to take breaths, Blaine's grip tightening a fraction around Kurt's throat.
"Fuck!" Blaine snarled. "Take my fucking cock, look at you, helpless. You're my bitch!" Blaine yelled, accentuating it with a hard thrust. Blaine grunted as his thrusts took on an irregular pace. Blaine's grip tightened around Kurt's wrists, and Kurt was sure he was going to have bruises. Kurt felt heat coiling in his stomach, and let out a moan. He ground his hips down, meeting Blaine's thrusts, his dick throbbing painfully. Kurt's eyes watered but Blaine pushed on, his hips snapping forward. Kurt met Blaine's gaze, and saw Blaine was as turned on as he was. Kurt moaned as Blaine brushed against his prostate. He was so close.
Kurt managed one last breath of air and used it to scream as he came harder that he had ever before, howling and thrashing. Kurt went limp, as Blaine's pace speeded up. Kurt was wincing and tears were leaking out of the corner of his eyes at the oversensitivity. Blaine snarled as his thrusts stuttered and then with one final thrust, he came hard inside Kurt's ass, shouting Kurt's name. His hands tightened on Kurt's wrists and neck. Kurt fought for air around Blaine's fingers, but couldn't draw a breath. Kurt passed out.
Kurt's eyes opened and squinted at the light. Suddenly a concerned Blaine appeared in his view.
"Oh my god, Kurt! I'm so sorry! I got carried away, are you okay? Oh my god, oh my g-" Kurt shushed him.
"Blaine," he said, his voice raspy. "That was so hot." Blaine's eyes widened.
"B-but you passed out?" Blaine said. Kurt sat up from his place on Blaine's lap.
"Yeah. Except... I don't think I've came that hard before…" Kurt admitted. Blaine smiled sheepishly.
"I liked it too… Oh my god," Blaine reached forward and placed his hand on Kurt's neck lightly.
"You're going to have marks… what are people going to say?" Blaine said, a nervous look on his face. Kurt grinned.
"I have concealer," Blaine returned the grin and brought Kurt closer and kissed him.