So, the last chapter of this mini-fic! I hope you will enjoy this smutty adventure of bunny Kurt and Blaine! If you liked this one, please check out my other work! (my AO3 account "Tarabotti" has some fanart/crossover fics that I couldn't publish here)
It was betaed by amazing hkvoyage
Epilogue
Blaine's 19th birthday celebration has already started in the early morning in his bedroom.
"Kurt..." The curly-haired boy murmured, shifting his body on the sheets. As he wakes up, he's slow to work out what was making heat pool inside him.
There was a giggle coming from the foot of the bed as a response, and Kurt went back to his interrupted activity – licking Blaine's cock. The swipes of the bunny hybrid's sandpaper tongue were as much torture as they were a pleasure.
"You are killing me," Blaine groaned, more and more awake with each wet lick.
Kurt ignored Blaine's complaints with a wicked smile. He added his fingers alongside his tongue, fondling the delicate skin of Blaine's cock and balls. The hybrid hummed with appreciation as the pre-come started mixing with saliva on his lips.
"I need more..." Blaine looked for the word in his scrambled mind. "...friction. Use your hands... please, Kurt!"
"I have a better idea," Kurt smirked and gathered the ears that had been hanging down from his head. The hybrid kissed the tip of Blaine's cock one last time and proceeded to wrap his long bunny ears around its length.
"What the...?" Blaine lifted his head to see what Kurt was up to. "What are you- uhmmm..."
The velvety ears slid easily. Their fur half-tickled, half- scratched him. Blaine didn't know where the hell Kurt got that idea, but the novelty of the sensations was driving him insane. His cock burned, draped so tightly. Blaine could not stop his hands from shooting forward and grasping at the long rabbit ears. He kneaded their roots and the fine hair around them. The rhythm of Blaine's petting corresponded with bunny ears' movement on him. As soon as the shorter boy started to get used to their pace, Kurt decided to surprise him again. He shifted a bit, and the smooth ears were now rubbing the root of Blaine's cock and his balls.
"I swear, I can feel your cock pulsing, ready to explode," Kurt smirked, but clearly he had a 'problem' on his own. "Could you free me for a bit? I need some space."
Blaine loosened his hold on the ears as Kurt started panting, jerking himself off.
"Wait for me!" The hybrid tightly wrapped his hand around Blaine's cock. It acted like a cock ring, supressing Blaine's need to explode. Kurt worked his cock desperately now.
"Kurt! It's my birthday!" Blaine protested.
"Just a moment, babe!"
The curly-haired boy clenched his teeth. His erection was almost painful now from the need of a release.
"Kurt...!" Blaine begged, arching his hips to free himself. To his surprise, Kurt let go of him at that moment, and Blaine came with a throaty yell. While his body was still twitching from his high, he felt a warm splatter on his stomach.
He saw Kurt on his knees above him, milking himself onto Blaine.
"You came on me?"
"You came on me, first," Kurt flipped his ears – both them and hybrid's hair were covered in translucent white streaks.
"Sorr-" Blaine's apology was cut off when Kurt dove to kiss him. The hybrid's lips were still moist from Blaine's pre-come, but that only made the kiss hotter. Both boys hummed into each other's mouth, not caring about the current mess on their bodies.
"Happy birthday," Kurt whispered as soon as their lips parted.
Jeff and Nick groaned, seeing Blaine jumping energetically into the cafeteria again.
"You don't need to rub your blooming sex life in our faces," Jeff berated their hyperactive friend. "Some of us might not be that fortunate to have a Duracell boyfriend."
Blaine smiled with superiority.
"What you should be jealous of instead is a loving boyfriend. However, in my amazing generosity, I decided to share some of my happiness with you today."
He took out his homemade lunch box. Both Jeff and Nick started drooling when they saw all the delicacies stuffed inside, including a frosted mini-birthday cake.
Jeff made grabby hands at the food. "You have it too good, Blaine. I'm starting to regret giving you that advice on how to change your innocent bunny into Playboy bunny."
"Oh please, all you told me was what you did with your girlfriend you both forgot to bring condoms for your weekend in the cabin."
"Still – advice is advice," Jeff shrugged and stuffed his mouth with a chocolate cookie.
"So, Blaine, do you expect another gift this evening?" Nick waggled his eyebrows.
Blaine shook his head.
"There is no rush. Just because I'm celebrating doesn't mean I'd want Kurt to unnecessarily rush into something he doesn't want yet."
His friends groaned.
"Booooring."
Blaine only shrugged and with a knowing smile, he dug into his lunch box.
While Blaine didn't expect anything new this evening, Kurt still gave him absolute reign over what they'd do. And that's how the hybrid ended splayed on his back, knees bent, with Blaine reciprocating this morning's blowjob.
The longer the curly-haired boy teased the hybrid writhing underneath, the bolder he got. Blaine's tongue outlined Kurt's balls and explored his body further down. The hybrid's thighs jerked, and Blaine had to hold them down before they would close around his head in the excitement.
"Blaine- I c-can't..." Kurt moaned, squirming on the bed.
"Just a bit more, Kurt."
The hybrid sighed and spread his legs as much as he was able to. Blaine shifted Kurt's hips to angle them upward until the white tail started peeking from underneath. The shorter boy licked his lips and leant back down to taste more of his boyfriend. His wet tongue teased Kurt's ticklish perineum, before stopping just at the pink hole by the tail's root. The tight ring of muscle contracted as if begging him for the attention. Blaine circled the hole, moistening it with his tongue. Above him, Kurt grabbed a pillow and buried in it his face – most likely blushed burning red - though Blaine could still hear his muffled whimpers.
"If you do something there I don't- I don't know what I'm going to do," Kurt's weak voice sounded both needy and scared.
Blaine gulped. He would need to be very careful now. His hands landed on Kurt's thighs to feel if they tensed too much - the first sign of Kurt's discomfort. He leant, tongue getting back to work on all of Kurt's sensitive spots. He was going back and forth between the tightened balls and the tail, feeling everything starting to relax under his touch. As the skin was so slippery with his saliva, Blaine's tongue suddenly breached the hole by accident, but Kurt was relaxed enough to not mind. Blaine's tongue was only half inch deep inside, but still – it slid easily in. Kurt cried out from the new sensation, and his entrance squeezed around Blaine's tongue.
That was when Blaine realised what had just happened. For a change he was the one suddenly freaked by this.
"Oh my god!" he exclaimed, jumping back.
Kurt looked at Blaine confused, his eyes fogged with pleasure.
"What's wrong?"
"I... I think I just rimmed you," Blaine blurted out.
Kurt's wide eyes matched now Blaine's. "You WHAT?! But...you managed to... how?" He was completely perplexed as his body was only able to register immense pleasure from the act. Was his body becoming so accustomed to Blaine's that it finally did not treat him as a threat?
For a moment, they were looking at each other, a silent conversation flowing between them. Then – without another word, Blaine surged back between Kurt's thighs. The hybrid welcomed him with a strong grip on his curls, hands cradling Blaine's head closer.
The shorter boy once again slid his tongue inside Kurt, tenderly tasting and exploring. With every millimetre deeper of the gentle penetration, the hybrid seemed to just want more of it, pushing his hips forward. When Blaine added a finger, Kurt barely noticed it, screaming out encouragements.
After a while, with already three digits massaging and stretching his hole, the bunny-hybrid's awakened desire couldn't wait any longer. Blaine saw tears in Kurt's eyes and was ready to just stop everything entirely – it would be difficult, but he'd do it – but then his boyfriend spoke, sniffling.
"I can't... I need more... Blaine, I need your cock... "
Blaine scrambled for the lube, and after slicking himself, he lined his eagerly hard cock with Kurt's stretched entrance.
As if he had never been afraid before, the bunny-hybrid greeted the intrusion with a relieved moan, sinking into the bed.
Then, with surprising strength, Kurt locked Blaine's hips between his thighs.
"K- Kurt..." Blaine gasped, trapped. "You okay? Does it hurt?"
The hybrid took a few breaths and looked at his boyfriend.
"I'm... good..."
Blaine nodded. He leant to plant his hands on the sheet next to Kurt's shoulders. He took in the sight of the hybrid underneath him – strung out from the foreign fullness inside him, but otherwise not hurting. With a small hip roll, Blaine started thrusting into Kurt.
It was all new for both of them, and Blaine perhaps was too careful – keeping the tempo slow and thrusts shallow. Impatient, the bunny hybrid moved his own hips. His pace became faster than his boyfriend's best tries, and soon it was Kurt impaling himself on Blaine's cock instead. The mattress started squeaking underneath them as their rhythm increased.
Blaine panted, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Ku... oh God, slow down a bit..."
As if possessing an unlimited energy, Kurt pistoned even faster, rolling his hips like his life depended on it.
"Blaine!" he whined, and the curly-haired boy felt himself almost coming at just how Kurt's voice still sounded so sweet and innocent, how his ears adorably flopped up and down.
And fuck, the hybrid didn't seem even tired, his body glowed with energy. Blaine had to admit that Jeff hit the mark with the 'Duracell boyfriend' comment. Or perhaps that was just another of Kurt's 'primal instincts' that he inherited from his soul animal.
Thank god they were both male and did not have to worry about acquiring a litter of little hybrids from all this.
Blaine's biological musings were literally slapped out of him by Kurt's butt. Blaine had to grab the pale hips in front of him to not fall off the bed and tried to catch up. His mind abandoned any more thoughts as he focused his everything on the movement of their bodies – coiling around each other, bouncing at every impact.
And, most importantly, how amazing Blaine's cock felt inside Kurt, the violent friction making it ready to burst.
Had he been able to think at all, he would think of checking on Kurt first, but frankly, he didn't have much choice or strength to stop himself from coming. His body arched, strained to its limits, and Blaine cried out at his release. Kurt just clenched tighter around him and rolled his hips fast, milking Blaine as if he was thirsty for the cum inside him.
Barely there, Blaine almost collapsed as his pleasure started to fade. He circled Kurt's cock – all blushed, swollen – and started tugging at it. Finally, his bunny boyfriend was also coming with a scream that was probably heard by the whole student dorm.
As if forgetting human speech, Kurt couldn't utter a coherent word for a while. He was panting and whimpering, and his hands were searching around the sheet until they found Blaine's arm to latch on.
"Hey sweetie," Blaine smiled at him – tired, but happy. "You good?"
Kurt stared at him, human thoughts filling his head again. His butt was on fire, and his muscles were sure to be useless tomorrow, but overall yes, he was very good.
"I'm peachy. It was worth waiting..."
"Yeah... You think your instincts will be okay with a repeat someday?"
Kurt's smile was like a ray of sunshine.
"Certainly... and I think that I might actually try topping soon as well."
Blaine suddenly remembered the devilish speed and power of the bunny-hybrid's hips and gulped. He needed to start seriously working out his body or Kurt would break him.
THE END
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