I'm not even sure if people still read fanfiction...do they?
Inspired by the Spah! Dalton Academy Verse, but you don't have to have read it to follow this story!
Big big thanks to infraredphaeton for creating the Spah! Verse, aka one of my favourite stories in the whole of the Glee fandom.
Honestly, these stories are totally random. I'm mostly writing them for myself to get the ideas to stop swirling in my head, but a friend once told me that you should never deny the world a little piece of creativity, so here you go.
I hope anyone who reads this enjoys my madness. And if you have any questions/suggestions/reviews/critiques, I would love to hear them.
Thank you!
Kurt and Blaine were not desperate. They were not. But when you lived in a house full of teenage boys, none of whom seemed to be able to understand personal space or just be able to take a dam hint, you relished every opportunity you had. So when Wes and David spent the entirety of their last class together rambling on about how excited they were to go see their respective girlfriends that afternoon, a silent conversation was all that was needed between the couple for them to decide how their evening would be spent.
So that is how, no more than five minutes after class ended, Blaine found himself leading Kurt through the halls to his dorm room, both of them giggling as they continually stopped for soft kisses or fleeting touches. Reaching Blaine's door, Blaine pinned the taller boy against it, kissing his jaw and neck as Kurt fumbled to turn the handle. it finally clicked open, and Kurt pulled Blaine inside by his tie, the door slamming shut just as Liam turned the corner, blissfully unaware of what he almost interrupted. Once inside the kisses turned harder, giggles became moans, and blazers were quickly shed with no regard to where or how they landed.
"Blaine, I...ah...I, I 've missed this so much." Kurt gasped, Blaine yanking off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt so he could place wet kisses along Kurt's collarbone. "Blaine..." Kurt continued, "I- I can't tell you how much I enjoy thi-" Kurt was cut off mid sentence by Blaine's lips, warm and soft against his, but needy and yearning for more.
"Shh!" Blaine demanded, "Less talking, more kissing!" he said before kissing Kurt again, and this time Kurt kissed back. Blaine swiped his tongue along Kurt's bottom lip, making Kurt moan and pull Blaine closer into the heated kiss.
Kurt wasn't exactly sure when his shirt became unbuttoned, but when Blaine began rubbing his hands over Kurt's chest and stomach, he gasped, throwing his head back and tugging slightly at Blaine's hair. Blaine moaned deeply in response, hands slipping around Kurt's waist to feel more of his skin. Moving his hands down Blaine's back, Kurt decided he didn't like the shirt that Blaine was still wearing anymore, and tugged it free from his waist band as he nipped at Blaine's neck again, making Blaine pull away from his kiss to groan loudly by Kurt's ear. Making quick work of the buttons, Kurt pushed Blaine up so they were both on their knees and he was able to watch with lustful eyes at the way Blaine's biceps flexed ever so slightly as Kurt slid his shirt off his shoulders, quickly replacing his fingers with his lips.
Yes, Kurt thought as he pulled Blaine down on top of him again, relishing in how good Blaine's skin felt against his, this is much better. Both boys were breathing hard against each other, feeling the others' chest rise and fall quickly as their movements quickened and his gripped harder – nails hard enough to leave marks. Kurt didn't even care about marks as Blaine bit gently at the crook of his jaw, moaning in appreciation when Blaine licked the skin after.
"Kurt...this is amazing...you are amazing...I can't believe how sexy you are..." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear frantically as the other boy hooked his legs around Blaine's, pulling their hips together hard.
The two of them were moaning and gasping so much, excited by all the sensations, that they failed to notice the loud greetings from down the hall, or the sound of approaching laughter. They didn't even register the sound of the door opening until...
"Sweet Jesus!" Wes exclaimed, eyes growing alarmingly wide as he realised what he had walked in on. Wes stood in the doorway, gripping his ice cream cup hard enough to squash it, took in the sight that lay before him. Blaine hovered over Kurt shirtless, a hand on either side of his head, and looked shiny with sweat as he passionately kissed Kurt. Kurt, although still (mostly) dressed, had his legs hooked around Blaine's and Wes could positively see his thigh muscles clench with the effort of pulling Blaine toward him. Wes just couldn't seem to look away, almost mesmerised by his two friends as they kissed on Blaine's rumpled bed.
"Wes, what's the ma-..oh...OH." David joined him in the doorway, doing a double-take as he took in the room, expression mimicking that of his friend. "Well...I guess double-oh adorable just became double-oh sexy!" David quipped, grinning regardless of the glaring awkwardness of what was about to happen.
Meanwhile, the shock of David shouting positively terrified Blaine. At the sound of the other boys' voices, Blaine jerked and bit down hard on Kurt's lip, making the other boy yelp in response and push Blaine away. Apparently harder than Kurt realised. Reacting, in what he would later go on to say is a "completely normal thing to do when someone's jaw clamps down on your lips Blaine!", Kurt shoved Blaine so hard he toppled off the bed and landed unceremoniously in a heap on the floor.
There was a momentary silence as the four boys in the room stared at each other in shock, none of them exactly sure how to react. After what felt like a lifetime, Wes and David reacted, simultaneously slapping a hand over the other's eyes and began fumbling over their words. "Shit, s-sorry guys...we, um.." Wes began, twitching nervously.
David continued for him, "The girls had to- um, we came back early and, um, didn't think to, ah...knock...".
"You think?!" Blaine reacted, trying and failing to come off as furious as he possibly could while sitting on the floor, still shirtless.
"Sorry..." Wes and David mumbled together, but were as of yet to actually move.
"Why are you two still here?!" Blaine demanded, "Get out!" he yelled, managing to at least stand up.
Suddenly realising moving would be a good idea, Wes and David turned to leave together. However, being the Wes and David that they were, still kept a hand over each other's eyes. Blaine rolled his eyes and huffed in annoyance as David fumbled with the wardrobe door, presumably thinking of it as the door out of this worsening situation. Kurt, unlike himself, stifled a laugh at the two before him. "Guys...just open your eyes. This will all be over much faster that way."
Peeking from behind their fingers, the two boys slowly lowered their hands, and turned to leave – properly this time. But before they left Kurt was positive he heard them exchange muttered words, "Going to have to go burn my eyes out now..." one said, the other retorting, "I didn't even realise they were at that dam stage...I hope we aren't going to have 'the talk'...". The voices became more muffled as Wes closed the door quietly behind him, and that same awkward silence from before returned.
Watching Blaine carefully, Kurt releases the breath he didn't even realise he was holding when Blaine's shoulders visibly relax, all the tension leaving with the other two boys. When he turns to face Kurt, Blaine looks at him sheepishly and climbs back up on the bed next to Kurt.
"Those two sure know how to make an entrance." Kurt quips, pulling Blaine against his chest. Blaine only hums in response, happily melting into Kurt's embrace. The silence that falls over them is not uncomfortable, but Blaine feels like he needs to address the elephant in the room.
He turns his head toward Kurt, ear to his chest and asks, "Mood sufficiently gone?" and Kurt just has to laugh at the tint of hope he could hear in Blaine's voice as he responded, "Yes, Blaine. Mood is sufficiently gone." He feels Blaine sag in his arms in response, and leans down to kiss his cheek, wincing at the slight throb on his lip where Blaine had bitten him.
Feeling Kurt's slight tensing, Blaine turns his head and meets Kurt's gaze, the tips of their noses brushing lightly. "I'm sorry," he breathes, leaning in to kiss gingerly at the sensitive skin on Kurt's lip, "But I'm sure I can kiss it better." Kurt smiles and kisses Blaine back before pulling Blaine into a better cuddling position, sighing happily as the two of them snuggle comfortably.
Kurt was just drifting off to sleep when he heard Blaine grumble, "Wes and David...the biggest cockblocks in the entirety of Dalton. And that's saying something...". Deciding not to respond, Kurt simply smiles against Blaine's soft skin and pulls him a little tighter, sincerely hoping he wouldn't have to live through 'the talk' with Wes and David – as amusing as that would be.