Hi There! :D Here is a little Klaine piece I whipped up. Chapter One is the Fluff, and Chapter Two is the Smut. I am pretty sure I am gonna write Chapter Two, but I would love some ideas! Reveiws are love! ENJOY!
Thankfully, I do not own the Twilight Franchise or any of those poor souls who are a part of it. Unfortunatly, R.I.B. own the world of Glee and my beloved Klaine.
"So, how about Taylor Lautner?"
I joke for about the 50th time today. Kurt can only blame himself. It's his fault for letting me read his bucket list in the first place.
"I mean, sex in a dewy of meadows of lilacs sounds rather erotic, but Taylor Lautner…"
"BEFORE he gets fat."
Kurt blushes as he corrects my (all be it) huge oversight.
"First of all Blaine, I wrote that specific goal in 7th grade, during my God awful Twilight phase, which will never ever be spoken of ever again. But, who can blame me? I mean my only other choice was Robert Pattinson and his sparkly demon sperm."
"Just to clear this up, Robert Pattinson is way more attractive than Lautner, even if he has demonic sperm. And their skin sparkles, not their sperm….You may continue."
"Plus. it's not like you have never thought of a celebrity or said other in a less than compromising position before, Mr. Masturbation."
"Oh, trust me I have thought about many a man in many compromising position."
I taunt wiggling my eyebrows. God, the look on my boyfriend's face makes saying innuendos worth it.
"Come on babe. How do you think I get there?"
Kurt looks down at his boots, mumbling something unintelligible.
"Sorry, what was that, babe?"
"I said HOPEFULLY BY THINKING OF ME."
He practically screamed, before burying his red face into his hands. Thank God, mom and dad weren't home to hear this. I took a seat next to Kurt on my bed, gently removing his hands from his face so I can stare into his beautiful baby blues.
"Kurt, how could I not think about you like that? God, I've thought about you like that since the day we met. And trust me I tried not to. All I could think about was what little moans you would make or how gorgeous you would look under me. And now I know how sexy you look and taste like that, but I still can't get you out of my mind. I can't stop thinking about what I want to do and how good it will feel. You just make cumming so easy, Kurt. "
He looks up into my eyes, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Really, Blaine?"
"You don't know what you do to me, babe."
I whisper, gently stroking his soft hair.
"Then can you tell me what you think about…I mean what you, you know, want to do to me?"
My jaw drops in surprise. Even though we've done the deed before, (and I mean many time before) Kurt never likes to talk about sex. He still just as shy about as he was during the pamphlet incident.
"Imeanyoudon'thavetotellmeifyoudon'twanto,…"
"Wow, Kurt, take a deep breath honey."
"So, you're okay? I mean, I didn't scare you or anything?"
"Kurt, who said I wouldn't tell you? I have fantasies that will make Taylor's lilac field look tame."
I see Kurt's eye light up, as he lets out a deep sigh. Suddenly, a light bulb turns on in my head.
"BLAINE!"
Kurt yelps in surprise as I gently push him on top of my mattress.
"Maybe…"
I breathe as I straddle his porcelain hips.
"It would be easier to show you."
