a/n:This is for a prompt on the glee kink meme: .?thread=23892962#t23892962 This story is going to include boypussy!Blaine, rough sex, blood play and initial dub-con. Please do not read if you don't like any of those things.
Kurt is very much in love.
More than that though, he's a teenage boy very much in love. He's a seventeen-almost eighteen- year old, teenage boy, very much in love. Whatever reservations he used to have about sex, they pale in the face of his very attractive boyfriend, and his apparently fully functional teenage boy hormones.
Blaine is also a teenage boy very much in love. (At least Kurt is assuming so seen as he was the one to say it first for fucks sake) A sixteen -almost seventeen and come on being younger surely means his hormones are more uncontrollable right?- year old teenage boy, who's never seemed to have reservations when it comes to sex seen as he was so willing to talk about it (and admit to watching porn, and talk to Kurt's dad about it) when they were still friends.
That's why Kurt doesn't get why he appears to be reluctant to actually get naked and act on his teenage boy hormones.
They're lying on Kurt's bed kissing frantically, Kurt on top, pressing as closely to Blaine as he physically can. They're all alone in the house, bedroom door shut, with several parent and Finn free hours stretched in front of them.
"You're sure no-one's going to come back unexpectedly?"
Blaine mumbles out, lips still slightly pressed against Kurt's, lips dragging together. Kurt kisses Blaine deeply before transferring his mouth to the slightly stubbly jaw and neck in front of him, answering in-between sucking and nipping at the warm flesh.
"I'm very sure. Carole is out of town, dad and Finn are at work, and I've blackmailed Finn into making sure he texts when they're about to leave."
He drags his tongue up to Blaine's ear and bites at the lobe, smirking at the delighted shiver his boyfriend gives at the action.
"We're all alone for hours."
Blaine noses at the underside of Kurt's chin and bites the soft skin there, causing Kurt to inhale sharply, before laving his tongue over the reddening spot to sooth the sting.
He presses his smile into the spot humming softly. "What on earth could we do with all that time?" Kurt opens his mouth in order to say something along the lines of 'get naked so I can stick my cock in your ass' but instead lets out an undignified squeal when Blaine flips them so he's on top, knees either side of Kurt's hips, hands pressing Kurt's wrists into the soft pillows with an insistent pressure as he leers down at his flushed wriggling boyfriend.
"I have the perfect idea."
Kurt opens his mouth again to argue that seen as neither of them appear to be getting naked and it doesn't look as though his cock is going to be in Blaine's ass anytime in the near future he highly doubts it's the perfect idea at all, before he can begin to form words, however, his mouth is filled with Blaine's tongue and Blaine's (clothed) ass is settling on top of his (clothed, god damn it why clothed?) erection, grinding down and moaning into their kiss. And ok, Kurt can be on board with this plan; Blaine sucks on his tongue and cants his hips so he's rubbing along Kurt's cock just right
(ok, maybe he can do more than just being on board with this plan, this plan is brilliant) making him groan into the hot mouth on his. The angle must be good for Blaine as well, judging by the broken whine he releases as he presses closer and harder.
Soon they're writhing against each other mindlessly, too worked up to kiss, just panting into each other's mouths as their hips work desperately.
Blaine's pace soon goes erratic as he gets close, forehead pressed against Kurt's, eyes squeezed closed, face flushed with arousal and exertion. His breath hitches, his body tenses, he releases a broken whine as he shudders through his release.
Blaine's slack, blissful face and the feel of his body as he comes pressed so close is enough to push Kurt over the edge. He moans out his release as Blaine peppers kisses across his over-heated face, finally releasing Kurt's wrists in order to flop down half on Kurt, left arm splayed across his boyfriends torso, hand resting lightly on Kurt's right pectoral, face tucked into a slightly sweaty neck with a sigh of contentment.
Kurt brings his arms down with a slight wince as his muscles protest after spending a while in the same position. His left hand worms its way into the hair at the nape of Blaine's neck, scratching slightly, earning him a hum of approval and the warm press of lips against the juncture between neck and shoulder. His right hand strokes over Blaine's left shoulder and arm until he's clasping the hand resting on his chest. He shift's slightly to stretch his legs out more, wincing again at the cooling wetness in his boxers. He thinks vaguely of cleaning up before seeing if he can get another, slightly more naked round in with Blaine before his Dad and Finn get home, but Blaine grumbles slightly, shifting impossibly closer before Kurt feels his deep even breaths fanning across his neck. He sighs and presses a kiss to the curly hair tickling the sensitive skin under his jaw and chin before drifting into sleep himself.
Kurt's jolted awake by his phones text message tone. He scrubs at his eyes, runs a soothing hand across the shoulders of a stirring Blaine and winces at the stiffness of his boxers before grabbing his phone and opening the text from Finn.
just leavin now plz don b nakd!
Kurt snorts out a laugh and hands his phone over to Blaine when he makes and inquisitive sound. He eases his way out from underneath his boyfriend, who flops back with a groan.
"Finn's going to be awkward when he gets back isn't he?"
Kurt snorts again before replying as he searches for clean underwear and a pair of skinny jeans that look enough like the ones he's already wearing for his dad not to notice they're different at all.
"Finn is always awkward."
Blaine makes a vague sound of affirmation and Kurt, having found what he needs, leans against his bed to stroke a bare ankle, receiving a hum of approval from his still prostate boyfriend.
"Besides, it's not like I did get to see you naked, so any awkwardness that he brings with him will have no effect on us."
He says it breezily, as though it doesn't matter to him either way, when it does, and he knows Blaine knows it bothers him when he feels him tense slightly, relaxing almost instantly, only noticeable at all because Kurt's touching and knows him so well.
He drags his fingers once more across the delicate bone before glancing up to find Blaine looking at him with a soft, sincere expression.
"I really want to see you naked Kurt."
Kurt huffs and looks down, smiling slightly, because it's ridiculous, and so Blaine and, in all honesty, exactly what he needed to hear.
"I really want to see you naked too."
Blaine shifts onto his knees and kisses him softly, just once, breathing a quiet next time across his lips, making him shudder with the promise of it, and the curl of anticipation that settles in his gut.
He pulls away reluctantly and smiles, rubbing the thumb of his free hand across against the slight stubble on his boyfriends jaw.
"I'm going to go clean up, set up downstairs and then take your turn?"
Blaine nods and slips of the bed and to the door, where he pauses and turns back, opening his mouth before hesitating, huffing out a breath and closing it again. He locks eyes with Kurt and leans against the door frame, smiling softly.
"I'm so in love with you."
Kurt tilts his head to the side smiling softly back.
"I love you too."
"I mean, I really can't imagine ever stopping. Can you?" the 'can you?' comes out almost desperately, while Blaine breaks eye contact and stares at the floor frowning slightly, so Kurt makes his way over to him, lifting his head up with a finger under his chin, and kisses him gently, and thoroughly. Once the shorter boy is slumped breathlessly against him, he pulls away slightly and murmurs a never against kiss swollen lips.
Kurt steps back, smoothing his hand down his boyfriends slightly flushed neck, before pulling away completely. "Now, hurry up and sort downstairs out, my underwear is sticking in places it really shouldn't be, and I imagine yours is too." Blaine's flush works its way upwards and he stumbles out of the room and thumps his way downstairs. Kurt shakes his head fondly at the noise before heading into the bathroom, pulling at the front of his jeans with a slight grimace.
When Burt and Finn get home ten minutes later, Kurt and Blaine greet them from where they are curled up together on the couch, half way through a movie, several other DVD cases, some open, some with the discs on top of their closed case, are scattered in front of the TV.
They look as though they've had a lazy day watching movies and cuddling.
Burt greets them both cheerfully before wandering into the kitchen, while Finn shuffles awkwardly, glancing between the couple and the TV where Spock is ordering his crew to get Kirk off the ship.
Kurt can almost hear Finn firstly wondering if they've had sex on the couch, and then wondering why they're watching Star Trek. Kurt rolls his eyes in exasperation and shakes his head causing his step-brother to relax slightly and flop down on the other side of Kurt.
"Why are you watching Star Trek?"
Burt voices what Finn was obviously thinking as he slumps into the armchair, beer in one hand, pizza take out menu in the other.
"Blaine's choice. Apparently, no matter how much he appreciates a good musical or rom-com, he can't go an entire movie marathon without watching aliens trying to kill each other or something."
Kurt rolls his eyes, but smiles as Blaine digs his fingers into his hip.
"Please tell me we're not ordering pizza." Finn perks up and instantly starts calling out which toppings he wants, Blaine joining in while Kurt complains about clogged arteries and carbs until Blaine smiles up at him, head tilted, eyes soft and whispering that a few carbs won't change how beautiful he is. Kurt sighs and relents, flushing slightly, warmth settling in his chest as he murmurs that there better be some vegetables on it, and he won't be eating more than a few slices. Blaine just smiles and curls in closer.
His dad is ordering pizza, and Finn and Blaine are engrossed in Spock trying to kill Kirk, and Kurt wants so acutely that his heart skips a beat.
Kurt is going to see this boy, that he loves so much, naked. And they are going to have sex, because Kurt has a plan.