Day 1: Dalton
This is a super old prompt from Ryker: I think you already know what I'll ask. But how about SeBlaine's first time in the Dalton!AU? I've been craving that ever since I read your fic! And yes, I have an innocence kink. This takes place long before They Know I'm Yours and the Dalton!AU prompted drabble; this is their (quite awkward because Blaine is a huge virgin here) first time. NC-17.
Blaine knows Sebastian wants to go all the way. Blaine himself spends quite a lot of time fantasizing about it when he is at home, door closed, thrusting up into the tight ring of his fingers as he stares at the hard bodies moving against each other, imagining Sebastian fucking him. He knows the Warblers gossip about them and he knows when they finally do it Sebastian won't let it stay their secret for long. He probably won't stand up and say 'Guys, I finally fucked our co-captain, where is the standing applause?', but Blaine knows Sebastian will make innuendoes all the time, wink at Blaine cheekily, stare at his ass while licking his lips and…
"What's wrong?" Sebastian whispers against his lips. "You seem to be… not really here."
"I'm thinking." Before Sebastian could ask what exactly he is thinking about Blaine hooks his arms around his neck and draws him into a kiss. He knows how to kiss. Their lips fit together with a sweet familiarity; they kiss all the time; after brushing their teeth and between lessons in an empty restroom and sitting on the edge of the bed after they are done discussing which songs the Warblers should sing. Blaine knows the flicker of Sebastian's tongue against his lips asking for entrance, knows Sebastian likes to curl his fingers around Blaine's neck before pushing his hands into Blaine's curls – he doesn't do this when Blaine's hair is gelled, of course, because he knows it would piss Blaine off –, knows that no matter how hard he tries to, he can never swallow the little moan when Sebastian sucks on his tongue like that.
Somehow he finds himself on his back with Sebastian looming above him, smirking in a way that makes Blaine quite nervous, yet his erection is already straining against his underwear.
He had dreams like this; Sebastian above him, against him, inside him, making Blaine…
"You're thinking again," Sebastian pulls him out of his thoughts, his grin turning even more lascivious. "About something dirty, aren't you?" Blaine whimpers and screws his eyes shut, knowing there is an embarrassed blush on his cheeks. His eyes fly open when Sebastian's hand finds his groin, carefully curious instead of roughly demanding like sometimes in Blaine's filthier fantasies… "You're hard." Sebastian's expression is surprisingly sweet; Blaine knows Sebastian is as far from being a virgin as any teenager can be, but Blaine doubts that there was one man before Blaine Sebastian looked at like this while his hand was between his thighs.
"Sorry," Blaine mumbles, turning his head away and staring at the wall, his face heating up even more in humiliation when Sebastian laughs at him.
Sebastian wraps his fingers around Blaine's hand and brings it to the front of his pants. Blaine gasps loudly when his fingers brush against Sebastian's erection. He twists his hand, the outline of Sebastian's cock under his palm hot and hard even through the fabric. For Blaine. "Why are you apologizing, Blaine?"
Blaine shakes his head silently, feeling stupid, and he pulls his hand away as if it was burned. Watching porn is one thing, but to actually feel Sebastian's dick is quite different…
"Okay, listen." Sebastian is lying next to him now, not touching him. Blaine actually wouldn't mind if Sebastian had an arm loosely wrapped around his waist or his chin on top of Blaine's head. "If you don't want to fuck, it's okay. I like just kissing you and cuddling while doing homework and stuff like that. But you're always changing your mind and it's… frustrating, you know? You send me a text during History saying you are ready, then you tell me while we are making out that touching the small of your back is too much, then you're waltzing around in our room in only your tiny little towel, then you are talking about how I should be nicer to the Warblers while I'm trying to undress you, then…"
"Well, I'm so sorry," Blaine sneers, his embarrassment gone as anger starts to boil in his stomach. He sits up, glaring down at Sebastian. "I told you this is my first time and this is a big deal for me! I know you had sex with all those strangers so you don't care but I do. I wish you were a virgin too. Maybe it sounds sexy to have someone more experienced guide you but actually I hate this. I hate to be afraid I will disappoint you; I know you had so much better sex with other men. At least if you didn't know what is going on either we would, you know, find it out together but you do know and I just… I don't change my mind to piss you off, I just… I'm nervous, okay? And if you can't understand it then you should just…"
"I'm sorry, Blaine. " Blaine would be mad at Sebastian for not letting him finish his sentence if Sebastian's eyes weren't so earnest. "I didn't mean to make you feel, um, insecure. Maybe having sex isn't a new thing for me, but the whole boyfriend thing? Having sex with the boy I care about, the boy who is my first boyfriend is just as new to me as it is to you."
"It's not the same," Blaine scoffs, hugging his chest.
"Hey, we don't have to go all the way the first time." Sebastian speaks slowly, like he isn't sure which words to use to not scare Blaine away. "We could start with handjobs, for example, or stare at each other's naked body for a while. Or I don't know."
It's the first time Blaine is afraid of; he would feel the same if he was thirty. He knows that once he finally knows how it feels to have another man inside him he will stop tying himself up in knots every time Sebastian as much as kisses the back of his hand. He will be able to actually enjoy Sebastian's touch. Until then, though…
"I know, um, stuff," Blaine reassures Sebastian, smiling when Sebastian's fingers brush his cheek gently and Blaine leans into the touch happily. "I know what a lube is and I know what a condom is. So don't even think about trying to give me like a Sex 101, okay? Sometimes I, uh, I…" Blaine bites his lip, looking away from Sebastian's curious eyes. "I finger myself sometimes." The words rush out of his mouth way too quickly; like he isn't sure he wants Sebastian to understand him. "So I'm not completely clueless. I'm just not as good as…"
"You're the best." Blaine gasps in surprise and turns back, caught off guard at all the feelings swirling in Sebastian's green eyes. "The best friend, the best boyfriend, the best co-captain, the best duet partner, the best conversation partner." Blaine laughs, feeling warm joy bubble up inside his chest at the words. "So I really wouldn't be surprised," Sebastian grabs Blaine's hand and brings it to his lips, gives each fingertip a little kiss before finishing his sentence, "if you were the best shag too."
And this is how Blaine finds himself lying on his back, head resting on a pillow to be more comfortable – Sebastian's idea –, with Sebastian between his legs, both of them naked. Blaine feels his mouth go dry as he stares at Sebastian's cock – he caught a glimpse of it once in the shower and when one morning he yanked the blanket off Sebastian's sleeping form, too excited about Sectionals to wake Sebastian gently up and saw his erection tenting Sebastian's pajama pants. But this time it's there right in front of Blaine, not hidden by clothes, flushed dark, the tip wet with pre-come.
"I know it's pretty impressive but it's not the Nationals trophy, baby." Sebastian smirks and Blaine smacks his arm playfully, rolling his eyes.
"I don't want foreplay, okay?" Blaine whispers. "Um, we can do that later. I just want it to be over first."
Sebastian blinks, his hand hovering just above the bottle of lube.
"Okay," Sebastian licks his lip and this is the first time he looks actually hesitant. It makes Blaine feel a bit better. He watches as Sebastian pours a lot of lube onto his fingers, more than Blaine uses when he touches himself. Maybe Sebastian wants to be super careful; the thought tugs Blaine's lips into a giddy smile.
"Oh, um, if it would make you feel better you could open yourself up for me." Blaine shakes his head and swallows heavily as he feels Sebastian's wet fingertips touch his thighs, a few fleeting and unsure touches before they find his hole.
"Just say if it's too much, Blaine." Blaine breathes in and out as Sebastian works his fingers inside him. They don't speak or kiss, because Blaine is too busy telling himself this is nothing new, this is nothing to be worried about. But this is Sebastian twisting two fingers inside of him before pulling them out to add even more lube, Sebastian who rubs against his prostate, uncertain until Blaine whimpers at the sudden pleasure and his fingers scramble at Sebastian's shoulder as he spreads his legs wider, rolling his hips into the touch. Sebastian hums appreciatively and Blaine blushes brightly, letting go of Sebastian to throw one arm over his eyes while the other twists the sheets. When he is masturbating at home he never makes any noises – what if his parents or Cooper hear him – and he never cares about how he looks, just lets his body move as it wants as the waves of pleasure pull him closer and closer to his release. That Sebastian is watching him makes him feel insecure yet something hot curls in his stomach at the thought and he feels his whole body shiver as he continues to rock against Sebastian's magnificent fingers.
"Is this enough?" Sebastian asks, his voice breathless and impatient.
Blaine moans, lowering his arm to peek at his boyfriend. Sebastian has his fingers wrapped around his dick, moving slowly, stopping before continuing to slide against his erection, like he doesn't want to, but the sight of Blaine spread out for him and the feeling of his hole clenching around his fingers is just too much for Sebastian.
"It's enough," Blaine gasps out and he whines when Sebastian withdraws his fingers. Blaine stares as Sebastian wraps a condom on his erection with practiced movements, and he briefly wonders how many men before Blaine… He pushes the thought away; it doesn't matter.
When he feels the blunt tip of Sebastian's cock pressing against his rim he feels his whole body tense up, his hips twitching away from the touch of Sebastian's dick. It's a too foreign feeling; Blaine knew what to expect from the fingers but… Maybe he should have tried out at least a dildo before.
"Okay, uh… Let's go back to fingering. Or should we just stop altogether?"
"I'm sorry," Blaine sighs, knowing he's annoying the fuck out of Sebastian. "It's because this is the first time, okay? I need you to be slow, careful, patient with me. But I do want this. I do want you, Sebastian."
It hurts, the constant burn of Sebastian's cock stretching his hole, filling Blaine like fingers never could, and Sebastian is big, not porn star big but still so thick, and he tries to stop three times when Blaine makes a pained groan. Blaine tells him to go on, because they can't give up now.
"Is this good?" Sebastian grits out when he is completely inside, his face flushed pink and lips fallen open as he stares down at Blaine.
"I don't know." Blaine laughs at himself, knowing how utterly ridiculous the answer is, but he really doesn't know. It's uncomfortable, mostly. But he's sure that if they do this enough, if they get to know every little secret of each other's body they will have the most mind-blowing and earth-shattering sex. "You can move."
It's all awkward thrusts with no actual rhythm and Sebastian's hands wander from Blaine's hips to his shoulders and then to his stomach and then into his curls, like he doesn't know what to touch, what Blaine wants. Blaine doesn't know either. It feels too slow but Blaine isn't sure he could take it if it was faster. One day, maybe, when Blaine will be already used to the feeling of Sebastian's cock inside him. But now Blaine doesn't even know what to do, his heart beating faster than ever before as he focuses on the way Sebastian moves out almost completely before pressing inside again. He wants to kiss Sebastian, wants to have something familiar, but he can't even raise his head as Sebastian's dick finds his prostate, forcing an embarrassing little whine out of his mouth.
"Should I touch you?" Sebastian pants, halfway inside Blaine, like he just remembered to ask. Blaine blinks blearily up at him, nodding after a moment of hesitation. Blaine's hips buck up as Sebastian takes his erection into his hand and before Sebastian could even stroke him once he is coming all over Sebastian's fingers, hiding his face into the pillow, not wanting Sebastian to see him in the moment of his orgasm.
He feels Sebastian slip out of him and he hisses at the feeling.
"I'm sorry you didn't…" Blaine whispers, his voice so weak he can hardly recognize it. He's exhausted, in a way that is more emotional than physical.
Blaine Anderson is no longer a virgin.
"Actually I did," Sebastian laughs. Blaine glances up at him and oh, Sebastian really did come. His cock is soft against his thigh, the condom already gone, and it looks almost innocent. Like it didn't fuck into Blaine again and again just moments ago.
"Okay," Blaine says. He isn't sure what to do now. It is clear Sebastian doesn't know either; of course, he never actually had to stay with the guys he fucked before Blaine. Blaine smiles shakily up at him.
"Come lie next to me, Sebastian?"
Sebastian obeys with a little grin, throwing an arm across Blaine's chest.
"You okay?"
Blaine's smile widens.
"Yeah… It was… wow. I don't know. It was just…" Blaine stares at Sebastian's raised eyebrows and ducks his head, pressing his forehead against Sebastian's shoulder. "I hope we can do it a lot. I want to try so many things with you."
"Ooh, I have lots of ideas." Blaine can hear the sleaziness in Sebastian's tone and it makes him roll his eyes and shiver in excitement at the same time.
"I hope nothing that would make the Warblers feel embarrassed."
Sebastian just snorts, and Blaine tries not to feel too guilty as he grins against Sebastian's skin.
Poor, poor Warblers.
