Strange And Beautiful
A/N: Yo homies! Thanks again for the reviews and alerts and favourites and keep 'em coming! The more reviews I get, the longer and better the chapters will be :) This is the chapter you've all been waiting for! Enjoy!
Warnings: A few F-bombs, very light sexual content, oh and a KLISS! Yaaay!
Blaine had never been more happy for a Friday lunchtime in his life because this Friday lunchtime, he would be getting to spend more time with the most beautiful man he had ever set his eyes upon.
He went to the deserted English classroom, waiting for Kurt to arrive. He was half-persuaded that Kurt would change his mind, despite his earlier promise that he would be there.
The boy was a puzzle, a mystery. So far, Blaine only knew six things about him: he had an amazing voice, he liked fashion, he liked Disney, he used to be in the glee club, Finn was his step-brother and something bad had happened last year with a boy named Karofsky, which had forever scarred him. Yes, Blaine thought, Kurt was a mystery. But he was growing to love the mystery.
At ten past, Kurt showed up, a bit more colour back in his cheeks and his eyes fiery. He threw his bag down onto the desk and sat down with a huff.
"You have no idea how long it took me to shake off the Cheerios."
Blaine laughed; glad to see Kurt not looking so miserable anymore.
"I ended up telling them that I had to go to the dentist."
"That's a rubbish excuse."
"Hey! It's the best I could think of at the time, ok?"
Blaine smirked and Kurt hit his arm lightly. It was the first time that Kurt had initiated any physical contact between them and Blaine inwardly squealed and did a victory dance.
"So," Kurt leaned forward, "can we forget last week and just start from scratch. I-I'm embarrassed that I broke down like that and...well...can we just start over and forget that it ever happened?"
Blaine leaned forward as well, putting himself and Kurt within kissing distance.
"Of course. But if you ever need someone to talk to...I'm here. I've been told that I'm quite a good listener and advice giver."
"By who? Your non-existent friends?" Kurt said, scornfully. He then gasped and covered his mouth. "Oh my God! I don't know why I said that. I'm sorry. Ok. Let's start over starting from now."
Blaine just chuckled and smiled fondly as Kurt blushed and facepalmed. He really was adorable as well as sexy as hell. Could those two things even go together?
The two boys continued to chatter amicably and swept through the calculus problems that Kurt had been having trouble with. Kurt was actually really bright, managing to pick the techniques up quickly and apply them. Kurt explained that the reason that he was failing was because he had missed so much class time throughout the year, that there was too much to catch up on and that he had simply not had enough time to learn it all.
Over the next few weeks, Kurt would meet Blaine every Friday lunchtime, where they would, more often than not, just sit and chat.
Kurt found himself looking forward to these meetings each time. There was just something about Blaine that put him at ease. Blaine was not judgemental and he hardly knew anything about him. Not to mention that Blaine leaning over him to check his answers was super hot.
Kurt knew that he was falling for Blaine. And falling hard. He still put on his popular cheerio front when around him but, often found himself acting natural, able to joke and goof around with him. Beneath his mask of insecurity, he was just a boy who wanted to love and to be loved. He was still having issues with the whole trust thing but with Blaine, everything was easier.
Feelings were involved. And for the first time, this didn't scare Kurt too much. He felt a strong thirst for Blaine. He wanted to touch Blaine, be intimate with Blaine, watch Blaine enter him and slowly and gently make love to him. He wanted to. But surprisingly, the thought of physical intimacy with him, was the thing that scared Kurt. For so long, sex was just meaningless and easy; a faceless string of popular guys in hotel rooms. But the idea of sex actually meaning something and being used as a way to show love to someone or to connect with another person...that scared Kurt shitless.
These thoughts were all hypothetical though. Kurt wasn't even sure if Blaine was interested in him in that way. Sure, he was often flirty with Kurt during tutoring sessions, but Kurt had always assumed that it was just the Kurt Hummel charm which was bedazzling Blaine, as it did with most of the boys in the school. To Blaine, he was probably a pretty face and a hot body. Nothing more.
Kurt shook himself. He needed to get to the empty English classroom where Blaine would be waiting for him. He had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he hadn't even noticed the bell ringing and the students filing out of the classroom. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Kurt made his way to Blaine.
"Hey!"
Blaine greeted Kurt enthusiastically as he entered the room.
"Urgh."
"What's the matter?" Blaine asked, taking in Kurt's slightly grumpy expression on his face.
"I have these amazing prada skinny jeans and yesterday, I couldn't fit into them. I've been going around the whole day wishing that I was wearing them. My ass must've gotten bigger or something!"
Kurt pulled a revolted face while Blaine immediately felt his gaze being drawn to Kurt's perfectly rounded ass, which looked particularly good in the tight material which was stretched over it. He was just so fascinated by it. It seems like a very distant possibility that he would ever actually get to touch it, but a dream was a dream. Kurt's ass was a dream.
"...Umm Blaine?"
Blaine snapped out of it.
"Were you...erm...were you just staring at my ass?"
Blaine flushed bright red and groaned. Slowly...he nodded.
"Good," said Kurt in a sultry voice, "because I've been wanting to do this all week."
He leaned forward so that he and Blaine were tantalisingly close and carefully captured Blaine's lips with his.
Oh my God, oh my God. I'm kissing Kurt Hummel, Blaine thought as Kurt's soft lips moved with his.
His lips tasted delicious, sort of like strawberries and they were so soft and wet and oh my God.
Kurt deepened the kiss and Blaine moved his hands to Kurt's face, brushing at the soft skin and holding them even closer together.
Kurt broke the kiss off, gasping for breath.
"Mmm...I liked that very much. Do you mind if I-?"
"Oh please, be my guest!" Blaine all but shouted.
Kurt leaned towards him again and this time the kiss was more desperate and passionate. Blaine felt Kurt' tongue flick out and he opened his mouth to allow Kurt entrance and suddenly Kurt's delicious tongue was doing the rounds of his mouth, exploring him and tasting him.
Kurt moved himself closer. He was now off his chair and practically sitting of Blaine's lap, straddling him. He was very aware that the only thing separating their cocks was the thin material of their trousers. This aroused Kurt and he was pleased to feel Blaine's growing erection in between his legs.
Feeling the urge to finally touch Blaine's hair, he pulled his fingers through Blaine's unruly curls and almost gasped at the feel of his soft hair. It was heavenly. Blaine broke away from the kiss this time, but only to attach his lips to Kurt's neck. Kurt groaned as Blaine buried his head into the crook of his neck, sucking and biting at the skin, trying to make a hickey. Kurt yanked at Blaine's hair to stop himself from crying out in pleasure.
Once Blaine had finished putting his mark on Kurt, he drew away, admiring Kurt's kiss-swollen lips, glistening with moisture, and his now slightly pink neck, where every inch of his skin had been kissed and adored.
"Fuck Blaine..."
Kurt let out an annoyed growl and threw himself back at Blaine, wrapping his arms round him, bringing them even closer together if that was possible and fiddling incessantly with Blaine's locks.
"...Been wanting to touch your hair for ages," Kurt whispered against Blaine's open mouth.
Blaine suddenly felt Kurt's hands sliding beneath his shirt, touching his chest and rubbing his nipples in between his fingers. Blaine swore under his breath, throwing his head back and kissed Kurt hard and sloppily, their teeth clanking together.
After several minutes of pleasure, the two tore themselves apart to catch their breaths.
Kurt shifted back, realising that he was practically cutting off Blaine's air supply by leaning so heavily on him. He was still very aware that both he and Blaine were extremely hard, as displayed by the huge bulge in Blaine's pants and his own uncomfortable tightness in his.
But they had to cool off. Kurt didn't want to end up getting caught doing something inappropriate in school.
"Well," Kurt chuckled, a little embarrassed. What do you say to someone when you make out with him for ten minutes on a whim? Except had it been a whim? Kurt was pretty sure he's wanted to kiss Blaine for ages,
Blaine was looking at Kurt, wide eyed and stunned, "that was...amazing."
Kurt leaned into Blaine but this time, it was to give him a quick chaste kiss.
"You're so beautiful."
Kurt blushed and mumbled something quietly.
"What did you say?"
Kurt blushed a deeper shade of crimson as his blue eyes met Blaine's brown ones.
"I said you're as sexy as fuck."
Blaine winked and said flirtily, "I'm not the only one."
Kurt took Blaine's hands in his and smiled at him, staring deep into his eyes.
"I'm so happy we did this."
"Me too, Kurt, " Blaine said, stroking Kurt's impossibly soft cheek, "I'm so so happy."
And the two boys weren't the only happy ones. Jacob Ben Israel was extremely happy that he had walked by the deserted English classroom when he did. This is going to cause such a scandal, he thought to himself. This is absolutely going to ruin Hummel's reputation at this school. He took a few sneaky shots of the couple on his phone and stalked off.
TBC...
A/N: Dun. Dun. Dun...This has probably been my favourite chapter yet! I loved writing this. Do tell me what you thought or ask me questions or something. I love hearing from you guys. It makes my life!
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