A/N: Drabble based on a dream I had after reading Dear Near Scary's Starbuck's Guy for the 4th? 5th? time...so hope she doesn't mind...
Lying on his bed watching a movie was the best idea that Kurt had, instead of their traditional movie theater outings. It really felt fantastic as Jeremiah's weight was deliciously comfortable on top of him, he moaned at the loss of those pretty lips as the boyfriend (and didn't that word still sent shivers down his spine) shifted.
We're suppose to be watching the movie –
Its nothing that we know we've both seen – several times I might add, Kurt retorted, kiss me –
And that was the end of that conversation as Jeremiah dipped his head down. Kurt happily tangled his hands in those curls, those bouncy soft curls, and tugged as Jeremiah's mouth started working on his jaw, neck, collarbones, and oh- it was so so good. Too good, as he whined and shifted his hips against the erection he could feel through the sweatpants that are just not fashionable in any way…and oh, well, that train of thought just got lost as Jeremiah sneaked a hand down to rub his cock.
God, you are aaamazing – Kurt breathed
Jeremiah responded by taking those ridiculously silken pjs that Kurt insisted on wearing, shimmying down as Kurt spread his thighs to accommodate him. Hands still in his hair, he breathes in the scent of Kurt, a muskiness that caused him to swell even more and proceeded to lick the sanguine, leaking head. It was like he couldn't get enough as he mouthed over the head, sliding the beautiful cock down.
God the view – was absolutely killing Kurt as he relaxed into the pillows, to see his boyfriend going down on him was a sight that never got old. He jerked his hips up as Jeremiah's tongue teased the underside of his cock, but hands, such wonderfully warm, big hands arrested his thrusting motions as they slid around and down his hips to his ass to his balls and back to his hips again.
Jeremiah moaned as he sucked out the precum that hit his taste buds, causing him to tongue the slit in search of more. The reverberations of his moans caused Kurt to cry out and he slid his mouth forward to deep throat his boyfriend, knowing that he was close. He shifted his left hand so his palm could cup the balls and his fingers rubbed along the perineum. Which was all it took for Kurt to completely flood his mouth.
He was still mouthing Kurt's softening cock when the door opened – it had completely escaped his notice until Kurt jerked his hands on his curls tugging hard and moving away, grabbing at his covers – and he shifted around so he could see what caused the reaction.
Standing in the doorway was Blaine.
A/N – heh…did I mention that they were at Dalton, and that it was Saturday night, and Kut's roommate was away? No? well, now you know.
A/N - and yea the shift in perspectives - I couldn't figure out what to do about that...