A/N: People! I'm in the process of writing chapter 10 of This is my life but it's gonna take a while and I can't not write another smut story. It's only really small, and not too exciting, but I just needed… something. So here you are, my darlings, and please review :D
Okay, so it wasn't like Kurt meant it to happen like this. He meant for it to be sweet, with those scented candles and some romantic music. He was going to ask his boyfriend over for dinner, a movie maybe, then perhaps they could get a little naughty but hell, not this naughty.
At the moment, Blaine was thrusting into Kurt and Kurt was scratching at his boyfriend's back uncontrollably, telling him harder and faster and anything else that came to mind along the lines of oh my god, this is insane. But, not being able to put together a coherent sentence, it came out a little jumbled.
"Blaine.. unngh, hard…" he moaned and his back arched as Blaine's cock brushed against a spot that made his vision blur and the tightness in his stomach get that much tighter. I mean, if that was even humanely possible.
"Oh, god… yes…" he moaned as Blaine reached around his front and pumped his member a few times. Kurt remembered that come stained things like clothing and bed sheets but it was too late because, with a shudder, he came all over Blaine's hand and his expensive bedding. A few seconds later, with Kurt's name falling from his lips, Blaine came too. Kurt groaned as Blaine mumbled, "Hold still," and pulled out of his hole gently. Kurt collapsed on his stomach, and all over the sticky mess on his bed. He cringed as the substance came in contact with his stomach and sat up again to see Blaine tie the condom off and throw it in the bin. With his back to Kurt, Blaine stretched, and Kurt bit his lip as he saw the muscles in his boyfriend's back ripple. Blaine turned around, ruffling his curls, and smiled when he caught Kurt's gaze.
"That was really unexpected," he said, walking over to Kurt's bed and sitting down next to him. Kurt looked at Blaine and rested their sweaty foreheads together. The taller boy stared into the gorgeous hazel eyes of his boyfriend.
"Are you complaining?" he asked, their lips inches apart. Blaine moved forward an inch to brush his lips oh-so-softly against Kurt's.
"Not at all," he whispered. Kurt was in bliss, until he realised he was still sticky and horribly sweaty. He looked down at his stomach and made a face. Blaine chuckled and stood up, pulling Kurt along next to him, until they reached the en suite in Kurt's bedroom. Once they were inside Blaine turned the shower on, and Kurt stepped inside. Blaine followed, hissing as the hot water came into contact with his skin. Without saying a word, Kurt pushed his lips to Blaine's once or twice, just lingering pecks, as the water washed them clean.
A/N: My friend asked me once, why I wrote in third person but leaned it more onto Kurt's side. It took me aback actually, and I read all my other smut over, and realised that's exactly what I do. Then the answer came to me, and it's kind of embarrassing. I suppose it's because I wish I was in Kurt's position. Well, except for that fact that I'm not gay OR male… then again, I guess I just don't know why.
And hey, just because this fic is really small, doesn't mean you cant review. *laughs* You guys are amazing, you know, and your reviews make me smile all day. So make me smile by reviewing and I'll make you smile by uploading more smut and chaptered fics. It's a win-win situation! :D Love you guys .x