Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, obviously. Although I'm very happy that the creators are giving both Samuel and Damian a chance. And that we get to see Brittany try to figure out what the hell Damian is saying…
A/n: Hmmm… smut, anyone?
The house was just as Kurt had said it was – deserted. Which was exactly what Blaine had been hoping for. The two of them hadn't really had a chance to be really alone since before his father's drunken outburst, and that had been almost two weeks earlier.
"Do you want to watch a movie or something while we drink our milkshakes?" Blaine shrugged, taking a sip of his own drink. He walked over to the couch and sat down on one end, patting the empty fabric next to him in the hopes that Kurt would sit close. Kurt sat, but not nearly as close as Blaine would have liked. So instead of trying to get Kurt to move closer, Blaine moved towards him until their hips and legs were pressed close to each other. Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, letting his head gently rest on Kurt's shoulder for a moment before he leaned in and pressed a kiss against the boy's neck. "Blaine…"
"I want you…" Blaine whispered. He gently nuzzled Kurt's neck, slowly turning himself so that he could pull Kurt into his lap.
"And I want you, too… but you're still recovering. If I hurt you, I would hate myself." Blaine shook his head, leaning in and pressing more kisses along Kurt's neck.
"You won't…" Blaine whispered. He closed his eyes and relaxed against Kurt, pressing kisses over every inch of bare skin he could find. Blaine let one arm rest across Kurt's lap, smiling slightly when he felt the proof that his attentions were working.
"You're making it really difficult for me to refuse you on this one, Blaine."
"Don't refuse…" Blaine felt Kurt gently lifting his head away from Kurt's neck.
"I have to… I don't want to hurt you, Blaine. I want you so badly, but I just can't risk hurting you. You've been through so much…"
"You want it… I need it…" Blaine whispered. "I'm in love with you… I want to be loved by you. Really loved."
"What is it you want?" Blaine could hear that Kurt's voice had lowered a bit, and he was glad that he wasn't the only one in the room that felt that desperate need for relief.
"You. Touching me. Doing more."
"My bed. Not here on the couch… there's just too much risk that we could ruin it." Blaine nodded, letting the taller boy pull him to his feet and lead the way to the bedroom. It wasn't as if Blaine hadn't been there before; he'd just always felt more comfortable letting Kurt invite him into the room. Bedrooms were sort of sacred to Blaine, the private place everyone had that was theirs. And Blaine had no desire to just walk into the room unless Kurt wanted him there. Which at this point was most definitely the case.
Blaine sat on the bed gently next to his boyfriend. As badly as they wanted each other, both boys knew that they had to take it easy. To be gentle. Blaine was still healing, and no matter how much he tried to deny it he was still in some pain when the meds wore off or he wasn't careful enough. It started with soft kisses and gentle caresses, hands roaming on top of clothing for a few moments until they found skin underneath. Kurt gently nipped at Blaine's bottom lip before he let his mouth move lower, down to the boy's neck to continue spreading kisses and the occasional bite as they slowly became more familiar with each other's bodies.
"I have condoms. And lube. My dad…" Blaine nodded, understanding exactly what Kurt meant. Burt had wanted Kurt to be safe when this eventually happened. Blaine had always respected Kurt's father, but at this point he couldn't help but love the man. It made things easier, because they didn't have to worry about stopping themselves from going further than they were materially prepared to go.
Blaine pulled Kurt's shirt out of his waistband, slowly unbuttoning it and starting to push it back down the boy's arms. The undershirt was a bit more difficult, but it definitely went much faster. Kurt had Blaine's tee shirt off just as quickly, and Blaine closed his eyes and hummed in anticipation as Kurt gently pushed him back so that he was lying across the bed. Both boys kicked off their shoes quickly to make sure that nothing would get in the way.
Hands fumbled with the buttons on jeans and it took some time for either of them to get free from the denim. Blaine's jeans and underwear came off much more easily than Kurt's skinny jeans, but Blaine didn't take as long as he thought he would need to get them off Kurt's thin frame. And then they lay there for a few moments, just looking at each other and carefully memorizing the way their bodies looked to one another. Blaine smiled slightly at the soft planes of Kurt's pale skin, the obvious rounding off his ass that Blaine was only beginning to see, and the beauty of Kurt's half-hard cock as it grew and hardened without even the slightest of touches.
Blaine couldn't help himself as his hand slid down his body to his own erection and he started with slow, lazy strokes that were just enough to give him some small amount of relief. He watched the way Kurt smiled at him before his hand has gently pried away. "No. If we're going to do this, it's going to be done right. I'm going to touch you." Blaine nodded, letting his hand move away so that Kurt's could take its place. Again there were slow, languid strokes. Fingertips pressing gently against the vein on the underside and the nerves near the head. "I'm going to fuck you, and then I'll suck you off if that's what you need." Blaine felt the twitch run through his entire body at Kurt's words. "I see you like it when I talk dirty."
"It's sexy," Blaine replied softly. He moaned as Kurt's stroking became a little harder, but whimpered as Kurt's hand moved away so that the taller boy could get their supplies. Blaine was a little surprised when Kurt stopped what he was doing and looked back at Blaine.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Kurt asked. Blaine shook his head, raising an eyebrow. "You whimper like that in your sleep, when you're in pain."
"You sure I'm in pain?" Blaine asked. "I dream a lot. Mostly about you." Blaine reached up and gently pulled Kurt's head down towards his face, pressing soft kisses across every bare bit of skin he could get to.
"Okay… I get it. But let me get the supplies, okay? I promised my dad that when I did this, I would be careful." Blaine nodded, letting go of Kurt. He still wasn't all that happy about the fact that the boy wasn't touching him any more, but Kurt was back quickly with his hands all over Blaine's chest once Kurt had dropped the items onto the bed next to them. Blaine closed his eyes as Kurt started pressing soft kisses against his lips again, enjoying the feeling of having his boyfriend pressed against him so closely.
Blaine's eyes shot open as Kurt started drifting to Blaine's left, closer and closer to the bruising and stitches on the side of his face. "Kurt…"
"I promise you, I'll be gentle. I just want to love you… every inch of you." Blaine reached up and pushed a strand of hair out of Kurt's face before he relaxed and let the other boy continue. Kurt was just as gentle as he promised, his lips barely brushing over the injured skin until he reached Blaine's earlobe, which he gently nibbled at for a moment. "See?"
Kurt's hands were busy the entire time he was kissing, stroking all over the lower half of Blaine's body and sending shivers of excitement through him. Blaine let out a shuddering breath as Kurt finally reached down to touch his cock again, this time almost as if he were petting it.
"If I hurt you, you have to tell me, okay? That's the last thing I want to do…" Blaine nodded, doing his best to relax as Kurt started getting everything ready. He was nervous, of course; no matter how much Blaine understood theoretically about sex, he didn't have any real experience in these things. He'd touched himself before, of course – let his fingers wander into the unknown depths of his body to discover what felt good. But to have someone else touch him that way, to use something other than fingers to touch himself that way – it was completely foreign. Blaine was so lost in thought he didn't even really notice that Kurt had slid a pillow under his back. It wasn't until he felt slick fingers touching him, gently massaging the puckered entrance, that Blaine realized that Kurt was ready.
Lips pressed softly against each other as Kurt gently pressed forward with a single finger. "Mmmm…" Blaine moaned. It stung a bit more than he had anticipated – Blaine hadn't done this for himself in a while, and he didn't remember it being quite this bad.
"Am I hurting you?" Kurt asked, starting to pull back.
"Stop. Give me a minute…" Blaine took a couple of deep breaths to relax himself before he nodded for Kurt to continue. It was almost painfully slow this time, but soon enough Kurt's finger was buried all the way up to his knuckle and Blaine smiled slightly as the taller boy wiggled his finger around just a little. It felt so much better having someone else do this. "More… please…" Blaine couldn't help but whimper as Kurt withdrew his finger, squirting a little more lube onto his hand and spreading it to cover more fingers.
The tip of the first finger slid back inside fairly easily, and Kurt gently massaged the whole area for a moment before he started to press in a second. Again it was a slow process, Kurt inching his fingers up into Blaine's body so that there was plenty of time for Blaine to adjust to the intrusion. Blaine simply did his best to relax into what was happening, forcing himself not to tense up despite the discomfort. But soon Kurt's finger were buried deep inside, the pads just barely brushing against an area that sent shocks of pleasure through Blaine's entire body. Kurt chuckled at the sounds Blaine made and the way his body moved on its own to make Kurt's fingers brush that spot over and over again. "I see I've found your prostate there… you're falling apart and I'm not even trying to get you there yet."
"Just keep going… please." Blaine hadn't intended to sound so desperate, but the truth was that he needed Kurt to continue. Blaine wasn't sure how much more of this teasing his body could handle. Kurt seemed to understand as he started gently moving his fingers to stretch the puckered muscle just a bit more, trying to make what was coming as painless as possible. Both boys instinctively knew that this would hurt, but Kurt just wanted to make it a little more bearable for Blaine because he wanted the boy to enjoy himself. More than anything, Kurt wanted Blaine to be happy with their first time.
Blaine barely noticed a third finger being added because Kurt had paid so much attention to stretching him out already. But Kurt was starting to move faster, stretching him out as though it was urgent – as though Kurt had to have Blaine – and Blaine had to admit that despite his discomfort it felt amazing. The pain and the pleasure had sort of morphed into one mind-blowing feeling that Blaine probably could have come from if he didn't want to feel Kurt inside of him so badly.
"I'm ready… please, Kurt…" Blaine didn't have to ask twice. He whimpered as Kurt's fingers disappeared, leaving him feeling empty for a moment until he felt the head of Kurt's penis pressing gently into him. He closed his eyes and focused on breathing in and out as Kurt slid into him. He could feel his body stretching and filling up with Kurt. The other boy slid all the way in without stopping, until he was finally buried to the point that his hips were pressed against Blaine's ass.
"Are you okay?" Blaine nodded, reaching up to take one of Kurt's hands. He intertwined their fingers and squeezed gently. "Sit up…" Blaine raised an eyebrow, wondering what Kurt intended to do. "I just want to change positions… I want you on top of me." Blaine nodded, wrapping his arms around Kurt's torso as they moved together until Kurt was kneeling with Blaine sitting on his lap. The change in position felt so good, especially since Blaine's body weight meant that Kurt's dick was pressed up against his prostate.
Blaine held onto his boyfriend for dear life, humming softly because he couldn't moan. His dick was caught between them, leaking precome simply because the sensations running through his body were so intense. And then Kurt started gently rocking back and forth, holding Blaine to himself just as tightly. It was a slow build in intensity, but Blaine loved it. Kurt was being so gentle and loving… it was the closest Blaine had ever felt to the boy. And if Blaine hadn't been sure before, there was no way that he could have doubted how much he loved Kurt.
The two boys stayed that way for a while; it was as if time didn't matter any more, because they were so physically close to one another and it just felt so right. Blaine whimpered as the sensations got to be too much. "Coming…" he whispered, groaning as he spilled out over both of their chests. Kurt wasn't far behind, and Blaine could feel him shuddering inside him. Blaine sighed in contentment as he lifted himself off Kurt.
"You didn't have to move… I was fine." Blaine half-smiled through heavy-lidded eyes.
"I did." Blaine gently pulled Kurt so that they were laying down on the bed and wrapped his arms around the other boy. "I love you…"
"I love you, too."
