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Oh also I should probably mention that this is now a bp!Kurt fic because that's what my dear reviewers wanted. Thank you guys!
Eh does temperature play require a warning? If yes then this is your warning.
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Blaine catches up to him just as Kurt reaches his office. He leans against the doorframe while he waits for the door to be unlocked and Blaine hurries to deliver. His hands are shaking as he rummages around in his pockets and Kurt isn't helping. He's a major distraction, looking irresistible with his long legs on display and that teasing glint in his lust-blown eyes and where the fuck are his keys?!
Eventually Kurt becomes impatient and comes to his rescue. He pushes off the door and crowds against Blaine, invading all his senses. He takes Blaine's hand and places it on his small waist, and Blaine stops fidgeting immediately when Kurt trails his fingers under the low neckline of the v-neck he'd donned for practice and fishes out the lanyard and the key on it.
The Cheerio clicks his tongue in disapproval but he still uses the lanyard to pull Blaine's face close so their noses are almost touching, their lips — Blaine's parted in a silent gasp — only a whisper apart.
That means he isn't too offended and is still willing to go through with his plan, Blaine thinks triumphantly. He also makes a mental note to never wear a lanyard around Kurt ever again and to maybe switch to ties in the future because Kurt pulling him close like that? His cock approves.
Then he realizes that while his libido loves this turnout, his conscience does not agree with the plan his student somehow managed to wheedle him into. His mood turns somber because this is wrong. This should not be happening.
If Kurt notices he obviously doesn't care enough to stop and Blaine isn't surprised in the least. Even though this is only the second time they're doing this, he knows that once Kurt gets turned on he stays that way for a while. Knows that he needs the relief, needs to get fucked, taken by a real man.
Now there's a thought...
No longer hesitant, Blaine unlocks the door and pushes it open while a needy Kurt sucks on his neck and squirms in his arms like he can't hold still.
He probably can't, Blaine muses.
The door falls shut behind them and Kurt brushes papers and other miscellaneous stuff to the floor before laying down on top of the desk and spreading his legs wide.
Blaine will be angry at him later because those papers were important but right now his brain is short-circuiting because Kurt has flipped his skirt up and his left hand is tugging his — lacy, holy hell — panties to the side while he pushes both his middle and pointer finger off his right hand into his wet pussy.
"You little slut, Jesus, Kurt." he gets out, wincing when his cock gets even harder, still confined in his tight jeans.
Kurt whines and scissors his fingers, putting that gaping cunt off his on display.
"Like what you see, Coach?" he purrs, adding a third finger.
Blaine can only nod, fumbling with his button and zipper. He tugs his pants off, then removes his underwear and finally wraps a hand around his aching cock.
Kurt moans loudly at the sight, unashamedly staring as Blaine starts pulling on his large erection to take the edge off, spreading his precum over his length.
Blaine goes to just stick his dick in Kurt's pussy and fuck him until he's limping for real but then he stops, a thought entering his mind.
Really, Kurt is making this too easy. His shameless slut act is a huge turn-on as it is. But Blaine knows that he can get so much more than just a quick, meaningless fuck out of his.
He can make this a drawn out, meaningless fuck. And that's just what he intends to do.
"You said you needed ice, didn't you?" he asks the flushed teenager fucking himself on his fingers on his desk and Kurt looks up in surprise. Surely he's made it clear enough that it's not ice but a nice, big cock he needs?
He merely raises his eyebrow, looking at Blaine like he's lost his shit. Blaine is undeterred though.
With his hard cock out and bopping up and down with every step he takes, he strides over to the small freezer he keeps in his office in case of actual accidents and retrieves a bag of ice.
Taking out several ice cubes he walks back over to Kurt and pulls Kurt's fingers out of his own cunt. He ignores Kurt's protests while he briefly contemplates sucking his wet fingers clean. He opts to place Kurt's hand around his dick and encourages him to start stroking instead.
His knees buckle and he has to steady himself by leaning on his desk because Kurt really is too good at this, that little slut. But once he has himself back under control and doesn't feel like he's going to cum prematurely, Blaine returns to his plan.
"You asked for it, so ice you're gonna get." he warns him half-heartedly before pushing an ice cube into Kurt's hole, taking sick, sadistic pleasure at Kurt's surprised yell.
Kurt might have initiated this, but it's his rules they're playing by.
"Oh my god!" Kurt yells as his whole body shudders and twitches. "Fuck you!"
Blaine chuckles and leans down so he can whisper in his student's ear.
"No, baby. I fuck you." he licks around the shell of Kurt's ear before softly biting down on his lobe. "And that is no way to talk to your coach. Understood?"
The cheerio nods frantically. "Yes coach, please!" he begs and he's such a pretty thing, young and innocent looking though Blaine knows first-hand that his looks are deceiving.
Blaine decides to have mercy.
He pulls what is left of the ice cube out of Kurt's pussy. It's not much as most of it melted in that hot cunt. He feels around Kurt's pussy, dipping his fingers inside. The boy is completely soaked and not from the ice. He's sitting in his own sticky juices, smearing them all over Blaine's desk as he writhes on the smooth surface.
Unable to wait any longer, Blaine replaces his fingers with his cock and fucks him hard right from the start.
He knows how much Kurt likes it rough and his enthusiastic screams only reaffirm this.
After only a few minutes Kurt starts tightening around him and sobs as he comes, squirting around Blaine's cock who comes when he is pushed out of Kurt by the fluid gushing out of his hole. He shoots his load all over Kurt's fucked out cunt, and there's so much of it he completely coats his lips in white, then rubs it in with his cockhead.
When he starts to go soft he pushes back inside and fucks his come into his student before he pulls out and leaves Kurt completely wrecked, laying on his desk in a boneless and deeply satisfied heap of teenage boy.
I feel like I could leave this as it is but if I get enough reviews saying that I should continue this I will. Thanks for reading and reviewing and everything :)