I wasn't going to post another part of this... but since you lot like it so much, i suppose it won't hurt.
I read a review that this is kind of a sequel to my one-shot The Worst Things Happen At 2AM, it wasn't meant to be... but i guess it kind of is...
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The temptation to use the 'I'm just going to the bathroom' and run off in the other direction was becoming a little too tempting for Kurt. Sure, someone was buying him dinner and it was in some fancy restaurant, but that didn't change the fact that watching paint dry was probably a lot more entertaining than listen to what's his face, (yes, Kurt still couldn't remember his name.) Ramble on about how his mother still reads him bed time stories... Well that wasn't what he was saying but after he mentioned still living with his mother that was all Kurt could think about. Kurt wasn't sure how many times he had to slyly slap himself round the face to stay awake but when he took the bill, Kurt couldn't have got out of his seat faster.
"You alright, Kurt?" Bloke with no name asked as he tried to keep up with Kurt's fast strides. "You seem very preoccupied."
"I'm fine... I'm just trying to get over the fact you still live with your parents..." Kurt had to suppress a laugh.
"Oh! You think that will get in the way of... You know." He winked. Kurt raised his eyebrows at the fact this fully grown man couldn't say sex. "Don't worry about that, as long as I leave the door open, mum doesn't mind if I have guys over." The man smiled at Kurt. The taller boy was pretty sure his eyebrows were now part of his hair line.
"Wow. Okay, I'm going home now." Kurt almost burst out laughing.
"But I drove us?" Nameless asked, slightly confused at Kurt's actions.
"I can walk, it's not that far from here." Kurt called back as he burst out laughing. There was no way he was going to be able to go into work on Monday and look at this guy in the same way.
Kurt pushed the door to his and Blaine's apartment open to see Blaine in the exact same position as when he left. Kurt rolled his eyes at how much of a slob Blaine was, but the truth is, he wouldn't trade him for the cleanest person in the world. No matter how frustrated Kurt got when dirty dishes were just left in the sink, or the dishwasher hadn't been emptied of clean plates, yet Blaine had began to fill it again. Or when he left empty packets around, it was one of the things Kurt wouldn't change about Blaine.
"Have you even moved since I left?" Kurt asked as he folded his arms and put all his body weight onto one leg.
"Does it look like it?" Blaine asked, not even looking away from the TV.
"I honestly feel like a have a child sometimes." Kurt huffed as he placed himself in one of the arm chairs.
"That would make you an incest paedophile." Blaine winked, finally looking over at his friend. "What's crawled up your ass?" Blaine took in the pure look of boredom on Kurt's face.
"You would not believe the date I just had." Kurt giggled as he got up, remembering the look on the guys face when Kurt walked away.
"Do tell?" Kurt explained all to his friend, making sure not to miss every little detail of this guy. This was another thing Kurt loved most about Blaine, as much as he could act like an obnoxious, hormonal teenager, there were moments when he'd just sit and listen to something that Kurt had to say. He wouldn't turn anything into a euphemism, nor would he just zone out. He always had this little sparkle in his eye when Kurt spoke to him and this tiny smile that could only be noticed if you were really concentrating on his face. It was moments like this when Kurt would question his feelings for Blaine. He wasn't really sure what it was, or what caused it but in moments like this, it took everything in him to not jump on his friends lap and just cuddle with him, not do anything sexual, but just to know that he's there.
"Well that guy sounds like a hoot!" Blaine let out an effort laugh as he stood up and stretched, causing a few of his points to pop. "I'm gonna crash; I expect to be woken up with a blow job." The shorter boy winked, casing Kurt to shake his head slightly.
"You've got your hand, use it." Kurt smirked.
"Alright sassy pants, I'll see you tomorrow. Night." Blaine walked past the armchair Kurt was sat on and squeezed his knee, making Kurt jump.
"Night." Kurt said, after the boy had already shut his bedroom door.
It was just before 6 when Kurt crept into Blaine's bedroom. Being sure he didn't wake the boy, he lightly knelt on the bed, straddling Blaine's knee's. This was going to be easy since he already knew Blaine slept nude. Kurt sat back on Blaine's knees as he took in the boy sleeping before him. He looked so sweet, so innocent, Kurt didn't realise a small smile was plastered on his face as he looked at Blaine's lips. They were full and pink. They were slightly parted, just begging to be kissed. The younger boy's hair was a mess, he'd clearly been moving around a lot in his sleep since it looked like he had crawled through a bush backwards. Kurt reached up and brushed a curl away from Blaine's forehead, causing the boy to lean into his touch. Kurt's hands travelled down Blaine's toned chest, being sure to catch his small nipples as he went. Blaine moaned slightly in his sleep as Kurt's hands disappeared below the comforter. Blaine wiggled a little as Kurt pushed it down, revelling Blaine's half hard cock. Kurt smirked; it was a satisfying feeling to know that just by simply touching him. Kurt wrapped his fingers around Blaine's length, moving in slow long motions, getting Blaine fully hard.
"I knew Harry Styles liked cock." Blaine moaned in his sleep, Kurt couldn't hold in the laugh. Blaine was dreaming about a member of a boy band, half his age... Kurt got ahead of himself, forgetting Blaine had been asleep.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." Kurt laughed as he fell on top of Blaine in fits of laughter.
"Kurt... What? Oh God! I did not say that... Oh God." Blaine hid his blushing face.
"I had no idea." Kurt laughed as he brushed a tear from his eye.
"This does not leave this room." Blaine said sternly as he grabbed both of Kurt's hands and looked at him seriously.
"I can't promise anything..." Kurt looked back at him and tried not to laugh. Blaine groaned and threw his head back onto the pillows.
"Why are you in here anyway? It's 6:15 in the fucking morning!"
"You wanted to be woken up with a blow job, didn't you? Plus I have work in an hour, so let's make this quick." Kurt cocked his eyebrow, causing Blaine to moan again.
"Put your mouth to good use then." Blaine said as almost a growl.
"As you wish." Kurt winked as he wasted no time in placing a kiss to the head of his friends cock. He gently took the tip into his mouth and started sucking slightly. Blaine had his eyes tightly shut and was trying his best not to thrash his hips up into Kurt's face. The older boy used the hand holding the base to rub the bottom half of Blaine's length while he suck his mouth around the top half.
"Your mouth is fucking magic!" Blaine moaned as he looked down at Kurt. Just the sight of Kurt with his lips wrapped tightly around his was enough to make his come. With that in mind, Blaine threw his head back again, as Kurt continued to suck him. Blaine's hands managed to find Kurt's hair and grip on, after a few protests from Kurt, he gave in and allowed Blaine to fist his hair. Kurt relaxed his throat, managing to sink all around the younger boy, making him shout Kurt's name. Blaine was now thrusting himself into Kurt's mouth, knowing he could take it and Kurt did, every last centimetre or his throbbing erection. Kurt used his tongue to swirl around the tip, he could feel Blaine getting close. With the little moans Blaine was giving him, he knew he wouldn't last long.
"K-Kurt... C-close." Was all Blaine managed as Kurt's free hand began to massage his balls. That was all the younger boy needed before he was shooting deep into Kurt's mouth. Kurt continued to suck him dry before Blaine whimpered, telling him he was now over sensitive.
"Happy?" Kurt wanted to know as he sat back on Blaine's lower legs.
"Very." Blaine gave Kurt a dopey smile.
"Good." Kurt reached up and placed a quick kiss to Blaine's cheek. "I have to get to work, make sure you change your bed sheets." Kurt laughed as he looked into Blaine's mirror and tried to sort his hair out.
"Why? We're just going to mess them up again." Blaine wiggled his eyebrows.
"Just do it." Kurt huffed as he walked out of Blaine's room, hearing the boy wolf whistle as he had his back to Blaine, he grabbed his bag and was out the door, with enough time to grab a coffee before having to deal with what's his face and his mummy issues.
