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Continued fluff and a little smut. Still set during "The First Time."
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It was about one hour later when Kurt slowly regained his consciousness. A movement underneath him caused the disruption as two hands started to lift him gently and placed his head on the pillow. Kurt felt a chill run down his spine from the sudden unexpected lack of warmth. All he wanted was to go back to sleep. He opened his eyes nonetheless, trying to focus. The drowsy boy concentrated on the shape in front of him.
Blaine was on the move.
"I can't believe you're up first," Kurt said quietly, his voice thick with sleep. He raised his head and watched his boyfriend crossing the room. Blaine laughed lightly, but didn't turn around to face Kurt.
"I really need to use the bathroom," and with that Blaine was gone.
Kurt let his head fall back into the pillow and breathed out a deep sigh. He should get up as well, it was time to go home. Just because his dad and Carole were out canvasing for the week did not mean that he could stay out all night or, even worse, stay with his boyfriend in his boyfriend's bedroom, like, all night, on a school night. With his half-naked boyfriend, that was. Well, that was only "even worse" according to his dad.
Reluctantly, he got out of bed to gather his things. He put his boots back on and was about to remove Blaine's shirt from his body as the door behind him clicked shut. He continued lifting the white fabric as his boyfriend stopped him by holding the shirt in place from behind.
"You can keep it," he said huskily into Kurt's neck. Kurt shuddered and, in response, Blaine kissed the sensitive skin below his ear. The tall boy closed his eyes, savoring the moment.
"It suits you," Blaine said between kisses. "And.. I really like seeing you in my clothes." Wow, this was so hot.. Kurt had second thoughts about leaving.
"So, you'd rather I have your clothes on," he replied, his breathing uneven. "Or, preferably yours?"
"Rather none at all," Blaine mouthed into his skin, tasting his boyfriend with his tongue, teasing back.
At the thought of no clothes, Kurt was instantly reminded of his scantily dressed boyfriend from only an hour ago. His imagination quickly moved on to their heated bodies, sweating, panting, moving together. The picture of a naked Blaine on top of him forced itself into his mind and he shuddered again. The warm feeling of desire spread through his body and Kurt turned around to capture those torturing lips with his own.
He cupped Blaine's face with both of his hands, drawing him into a hard and longing kiss. The curly haired boy hadn't moved, so that his hands were still touching his boyfriend, but now from the other side. He grabbed Kurt's hips tightly and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. Kurt had wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck to leave as little space between them as possible. It was.. intense.
When Kurt finally pulled away to catch his breath, he leaned his forehead against Blaine's.
"You are incredible," he breathed. "I'm.. full of concupiscence and carnality."
Blaine reclined his head to look into those glasz eyes, a quizzical look on his face. Kurt smiled sheepishly, a faint tint of red crossing his cheeks.
"I mean.. you pretty much turn me on," he explained. "Big time."
Blaine's eyes widened in shock at his boyfriend's directness, but then his gaze grew dark and hungry. He smirked and leaned in for another kiss. Kurt, however, only settled for a peck and withdrew from their hug. He went to his pile of clothes to get on with what he'd been doing before that pleasant interruption. Namely, getting dressed to go home. Better not get distracted again.
"Hey, wait," Blaine pouted. "You can't tell me something like that and then just leave me here!"
"Well, actually," Kurt said, while putting on the first sweater. "I can," his head popped up through the collar, "..and I did." He turned to the second one, trying to hide the crimson blush on his face. He totally just told his boyfriend that he desired him, wanted him. And that straight in the face. Since when am I game enough for that?
Kurt laughed lightly. Of course..
Since Blaine happened.
It was Blaine who helped him feel comfortable with himself, who gave Kurt the courage to be himself. To speak boldly and also feel free to be, like, horny or something.
"You little tease," Blaine said, grinning widely. He took the leopard print tie from the ground and began to tie it around Kurt's neck. When he was done, he rested his hands on his boyfriend's chest, watching the breathing movement underneath. He just wanted to rest his head there and listen, but he knew that Kurt was on the go and couldn't be stopped. It was late, anyway.
Blaine looked up into those beloved eyes. "I love you," he said. It was as simple as that.
"I love you too," Kurt answered matter-of-factly, and kissed a loose curl hanging in Blaine's face. "Bring me to the door?"
"Of course."
The next morning, Blaine woke from a pleasant dream that caused him a rather unpleasant problem. Maybe not that unpleasant, but definitely inconvenient on a school morning.
After what had happened, Blaine's mind kept itself busy remembering the sensation of a special tongue outlining his neck, the feeling of soft hair petting him as that tongue explored him further. He kept retracing the touch of the corresponding hand. On his chest, then lower on his stomach, pelvis, lower and lower.. Touching him and, oh, it had felt so good..
There was no way he would not want to experience that again. So Blaine's recollection laced with a little imagination distracted the curly haired boy for the rest of the night, and when he finally fell asleep, his dreams focused on the like. They obviously had. Because right now, his morning glory was throbbing beneath the covers, begging for attention. Damn you, Kurt.
Well, and damn my filthy mind as well.
Blaine stumbled out of his bed and headed for the shower. He had no time to get rid of his problem in the way Kurt had the day before, so cold water it was. What a waste.
He quickly undressed and watched his body in the bathroom mirror. Kurt had left a few dark bruises on him. He had marked him as his territory. That's kind of.. cute? Blaine thought again. Kurt had labeled him as his own. Once again, he felt lust taking over his body only from remembering the process. They belonged together and everyone could see it. Now more than ever. No, it wasn't cute, it was devastatingly sexy.
Maybe I could.. If I spend less time on my outfit and breakfast...
Blaine stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water. He squeezed his eyes shut as the liquid ran through his messy curls, slicking them down and stuck them to his face. The warmth felt so good. Swiftly, he shampooed the brown bird's nest and, in the course of washing it out, he began stroking his demanding length. Taking the matter into his own hands, so to speak. Blaine rested his left forearm on the tiled wall, leaned in and, while the water ran down his hot body, he moaned with pleasure.
He quickened his pace and his breath did likewise. Blaine thought about how his beautiful boyfriend had touched him for the first time. How good it had felt, how natural. He thought about doing this to Kurt as well, doing other things to him. Touching him, tasting him, pleasing him. He panted heavily, mouth hanging open and eyes still closed. Blaine felt a familiar heat rising and all too soon he jacked off a few final times before he spurted his load all over the shower wall.
He felt so relaxed afterward. Also dirty and breathless. As he'd redeemed himself and stepped out of the shower, he sported a radiant smile that lasted the whole morning. Better not tell Kurt about this, although he personally found it kind of hot and flattering that he knocked one out over his boyfriend. Blaine wouldn't mind, if Kurt did that too. But they'd probably disagree on that one. Most probably.
Blaine sighed.
He changed into an all gray outfit, making sure that his collar was buttoned up all the way, so that his hickeys weren't that obvious. He didn't mind them, but his parents might freak out. Besides, he liked to dress like this. His body belonged to Kurt, no need to show off too much. He added a nice bow tie and was on his way to school just then.
To be continued.
Wow, guys... I nearly freaked out while writing this... I wrote like half a chapter and then I realized that I'd made a huge continuity error.. I almost cried. I cannot use any of it at all. At least not in "BC". That text will be the starting point for a whole new story. I hope you still enjoyed the chapter I came up with instead...
See you around!
As always, mistakes will be corrected as soon as I find them. ;)
