Kurt sighed and slumped against the door, they were finally alone, his eyes slide shut and he smiled as he felt Blaine moving in close.
"Don't you think we should wait until we're sure they're gone", Kurt chuckled, allowing Blaine to pull him close.
"Right now, I don't think I'd even care if they walked back in", Blaine, grinding his hips forward for emphasis, eliciting a gasp from Kurt.
"Oh", Kurt moaned feeling where Blaine was pressed against his thigh, still hard from their interrupted make out session earlier.
Blaine rolled his hips forward again, pressing them even closer together, drawing moans from both of them this time as he kissed his way down Kurt's neck. Kurt let out a needy whimper when Blaine latched onto his jugular, sucking and nipping at the tender flesh as their hips picked up a slow and dirty rhythm, the two of them moving in unison until Kurt was backed against the door. Kurt slipped his arms around Blaine, hands squeezing at his firm ass and drawing him even closer as they ground together, their erections straining at the denim separating them. They moved together, reveling in the sweet pleasure provided as their hips met as they met in a battle for dominance, Blaine winning out as he pinned Kurt against the door, slamming his hips forward, rolling and grinding their erections together, whining as he felt the pre-come dampening his briefs.
"Blaine", Kurt's voice came out high and broken as their hips slide together once more, "Bed room", He panted, rolling his hips up to meet his boyfriends.
He could feel Blaine nod from where his head was buried against Kurt's neck but neither of them made any attempt to move from their current spot as their rhythm picked up, hips slamming together furiously. Somewhere in the back of Kurt's mind he realized that he would be bruised tomorrow but as their hips lined up perfectly, erections grinding together sinfully, he just couldn't bring himself to care as he felt the tale tell heat begin to coil at the base of his spine.
"So close", Blaine whined against Kurt's ear, their hips stuttering and slamming together once more as stars began to burst across his vision.
Their hips met once, twice more and then Kurt was whimpering, back going rigid against the door as his hips bucked wildly into Blaine. The sensation of it all pulling Blaine over the edge as he went slack against Kurt, hips still rolling weakly against his boyfriends as they slid down into the floor, reduced to a heap of tangled limbs as they panted against one another.
