I flicked off the lights and climbed into bed. The house was quiet. My right hand clenched around a small bottle of lubricant.

Here I am.I thought to myself. Like last night… and the night before… and the night before.

I took a deep breath and focused back on the lube for a second. I'd need to buy a new bottle soon. I was running out.

I lifted my hips and tugged down my pajama bottoms, down to my ankles. I popped open the cap to the lubricant and pour some on my fingers.

Kurt's fingers would probably be nicer than mine. They're thinner and softer. They'd probably feel great inside of me considering how much moisturizer he keeps around. They'd probably crook them in all the right places. My cock twitched as heat surrounded it.

I let my hand trail down my body, allowing it to ghost over my erection, and past my balls, to my entrance. I shivered and let my eyes fall shut. Biting my bottom lip, I teased at the tight ring of muscle.

I imagined Kurt lying beside me, his body bare, his soothing voice whispering erotic hymns right in my ear, telling me all the dirty things he'd do to me.

I whimpered as I pushed a finger inside of me, up to my knuckle. Yeah, Kurt would totally be much better than me at this. I imagined Kurt planting soft kisses aimlessly along my chest, licking from there up to my lips and then kissing me passionately. I pushed another finger inside and crooked it. I took a moment before I began thrusting them in and out of me slowly. I scissored them, stretching me out. I let my legs spread a little more.

Kurt would look at me with his silvery blue eyes filled with lust and want and love and I'd probably want nothing more than to feel him inside of me. He would raise an eyebrow at me and let his hand travel down my body until his fingers grazed upon my entrance. He'd tease me, I imagined. He'd make me want it more. He wouldn't give it to me unless I worked for it. And let me tell you, I'd do anything for it. Anything.

I allowed another finger inside of me, hitting that sweet spot deep within me. I groaned and let my head fall back a little bit. I arched against my mattress. Kurt's name tumbled through my lips. I could feel a strong sensation in my stomach. I was close already.

I imagined Kurt trailing small nips along my jawline up to my ear and he'd ask me what I wanted in the most sensual tone I'd ever hear. I'd open my mouth and nothing would come out, only a mere sigh. He'd let his finger tease at my entrance once more and ask me again, more sternly now. I'd suck in my bottom lip and swallow the lump in my throat before growling the word: you.

He'd smirk and then push a finger in abruptly.

I opened my mouth and let my head fall back as I came all over my sheets in ropes. I muttered Kurt's name with a sigh as I came down from my high. I pulled my fingers out slowly and wiped them on my blanket. I was going to get up and clean myself up until I heard a faint cough across the hall from my father's room. Instead, I just pulled up my pants and turned over in my bed. I slept until morning.