Hi wow you guys are still insane. Now this will be the last daily update because its the last chapter I have pre-written. Next update should be in a day or two.
Kurt wakes up long before Blaine does. It's not the heavy arm wrapped around his waist, or Blaine's hot breath sliding down his neck that wakes him though. It's Blaine's dick pressing into his lower back. Kurt lies still, his eyes wide open as he tries to think of an escape plan that doesn't involve waking Blaine. Before Kurt even has an idea, Blaine's hips shift, and a small moan slips from the other boy's lips. Kurt grips Blaine's arm, trying to pry himself free but Blaine just holds on to Kurt tighter.
"Mmm, fuck Kurt." Kurt stills, turning his head to see if he can see Blaine's face but all he's met with is curls. Kurt feels Blaine grow harder which is causing Kurt to have the same issue.
"Fuck. Blaine, you have to wake up. Blaine, wake up. Wake up!" Blaine moans loudly in Kurt's ear and he's realized this whole time he's been trying to wake Blaine, he's been practically wiggling. Kurt feels Blaine's hips shift again, and this time, Blaine's dick is right against Kurt's ass. "Blaine, wake the fuck up if you do not want to loose you dick."
"What makes you think I'm asleep Hummel?" Kurt gasps, gripping Blaine's arm until Blaine finally lets go of him. The second he does, Kurt is out of the bed, glaring down at the dark haired boy.
"How long where you awake for?" Blaine smirks, rubbing his head.
"Right before you woke up." Kurt glares harder, watching Blaine look him up and down before licking his lips. "You know, I wouldn't help you before but I'd love to help you now."
"Oh no. No way in hell Blaine. We still need to talk about yesterday and how you where so drunk off your ass last night." Blaine groans, rolling onto his stomach to smother his face in Kurt's pillows. Kurt walks quickly into his bathroom, double checking the lock before turning on the shower, the temperature freezing cold.
When Kurt finally leaves his bathroom, he finds Blaine still sprawled across his bed, face still in the pillows.
"Blaine, wake up. We need to talk now." Blaine rolls over, looking at Kurt. He sits up, patting the bed which Kurt walks over to, sitting on the edge.
"Exactly how drunk was I?" Blaine hooks his chin over Kurt's shoulder, wrapping his arms slowly around Kurt's waist. Kurt smiles slightly, but then remembers he's mad at the other boy.
"You called me drunk. Then, when I arrived there and found you, well, you where leaning over the railing vomiting into the grass. Don't ask me why or what you where doing there because you never told me." Blaine starts to press open-mouth kisses down Kurt's neck and he shivers slightly. Blaine smirks against Kurt's neck as Kurt finally lets Blaine wrap himself around Kurt.
"Kurt, I'm sorry. I'm sorry about the bathroom thing yesterday. I'm sorry about getting drunk at that party and calling you. I'm sorry for trying to hump you to death this morning. Is there anything else I need to apologize for?" Kurt finally smiles, turning his head to look at Blaine. Blaine lets go of Kurt's waist, moving himself to sit right next to Kurt. His eyes flitter back and forth between Kurt's bright blue-green eyes to his pink lips. He watches Kurt bite his bottom lip, worrying it between his teeth. Blaine reaches out, his hand cupping Kurt's cheek. Kurt gasps and Blaine leans forward, lips connecting with lips. Kurt slowly closes his eyes, his hand flying up to Blaine's face.
Blaine slowly pushes Kurt back till he's on his back on his bed. The break apart, Kurt panting underneath Blaine as he straddles Kurt's hips. They stare at each other for less than a second before Blaine's leaning back down, pressing his lips against Kurt's again. He barely runs his tongue against Kurt's lips when there's a knock at the door. Blaine barely releases Kurt's lips when Burt walks though the door.
"Anderson! Get downstairs now!" Blaine gives Kurt a small peck on the lips before running out the room. Kurt sighs, sitting up as his father walks in the room. "What is he doing here? Why was your door closed?"
"Dad, Blaine got drunk and-"
"He's drunk?" Kurt watches his father take off down the stairs. Kurt runs after him, making it to the living room right after his father. "How dare you come into my house drunk! How dare you try to take advantage of my son! I ban you from this house! Don't you dare ever come back!"
"Dad! Please don't!" Kurt's gripping Burt's shirt, trying to pull his father away from the other boy. Blaine's standing in the middle of the living room, staring at the two males.
"Kurt, it's fine. I'll respect your father's wishes." Kurt stares at Blaine as he inches his way to the front door. Kurt's hands drop his father's shirt as Blaine slips out the front door.
"Dad what the hell?"
"I know he's your…he is your boyfriend right?" Kurt rolls his eyes, wrapping his arms around his own torso.
"Yes. He is my amazing boyfriend. He got drunk last night and called me to come get him so he didn't drive home drunk. That's why he was here." Kurt turns to walk up the stairs to his room, stopping at the top. "And he wasn't taking advantage of me, I was letting him kiss me."
Kurt hears a tap on his window later that night. His father is already in bed, giving Kurt a long speech that ended in Kurt being grounded for a week and Blaine not being allowed in his house for six months.
Kurt hops off his bed, leaving his homework behind to look out his window. Outside is Blaine, throwing what must be rocks at Kurt's window. Kurt grins, running out his bedroom door, and down the stairs as quietly as possible. He throws open the front door, running out on his lawn. Blaine grins, opening his arms, and all Kurt can think is how cheesy this must look but he really doesn't care.
"Did I get you in a lot of trouble?" Kurt rolls his eyes, wrapping his arms behind Blaine's neck. Blaine's hands are around Kurt's waist, thumbs rubbing in circles where Kurt's shirt rose up on his back.
"Do you really care about how much trouble I'm in?" Blaine grins, pressing his lips to Kurt's. Kurt grins, pulling away from Blaine. "So, remember when you said that you'd be a little bit good if I was just a little bit bad?"
"Why, Mr. Hummel, what are you implying?" Kurt smirks, grabbing Blaine's hands. He looks back at the house before dragging Blaine to the side of the house where there isn't many windows. He presses Blaine up against the side, biting his lip before leaning in and capturing Blaine's lips. Blaine grins, grabbing Kurt's shoulders to push Kurt against the wall. He peppers Kurt's neck with kisses and bites. Kurt bites back a small moan which makes Blaine laugh. "Kurt, let it out. I want to hear you."
Kurt shudders as a moan slips from his lips. Blaine slides his hands up Kurt's shirt, finger tips barely brushing against Kurt's skin. Blaine kisses Kurt one last time before dropping to his knees on the grass. Kurt gasps as Blaine hooks his fingers in Kurt's pajama bottoms, but right before he pulls them down, Kurt grabs his wrists.
"Blaine, you don't-"
"I want to Kurt. Please let me do this for you." Kurt blinks, slowly letting go of Blaine's wrists. Blaine presses a kiss to Kurt's lower stomach as he pulls the pajama bottoms down slowly. Kurt gasps the second he feels Blaine grip his hips, hard enough that Kurt hopes there are bruises tomorrow. Then there's Blaine's tongue, trailing up the length of Kurt's dick and if it wasn't for Blaine's tight grip on Kurt, he's pretty damn positive that he'd be falling straight down to the ground. He soon feels extremely wet heat and he looks down to see Blaine hollowing his cheeks and that's all Kurt can take. He frantically scratches against the paneling on the outside of the home, searching for something to hold on to. Blaine reaches up with one hand, pulling Kurt's hands to his hair, something he never lets anyone do. Kurt lets both hands tangle themselves in the thick curls, feeling the dark locks wrap around his fingers.
"Fuck Blaine. Fucking…Blaine…I-"
"Kurt, come on. Just let go from me just this once?" Kurt nods frantically as Blaine sinks back down over him. The second Kurt feels Blaine's tongue basically begin to lap him like a popsicle, Kurt moans loudly. His fingers begin to curl, gripping Blaine's hair hard. Blaine hums and Kurt just falls apart, coming to pieces in Blaine's hands. Blaine pulls off of Kurt's dick with a loud obscene pop. He grabs the waist of Kurt's pajama bottoms, pulling them up from where the rest on his thighs, up to his waist. Kurt finally untangles his hands from Blaine's unruly hair, blushing when Blaine pats his head.
"Sorry if I pulled or something." Blaine laughs, leaning his head on Kurt's shoulder. "Oh, oh god Blaine what about you?"
"Don't worry about me." Kurt turns his head, looking at the other boy. Blaine grins, pressing his thumbs back into the spots on Kurt's hips they where previously. "I kind of already uh-"
"Oh dear god did you come in your pants?" Kurt sees a blush begin to form on Blaine's neck, creeping up to the tips of his ears. Kurt tries to stifle his laughter by pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek. "Poor baby."
"Shut up. I won't blow you again if you mention it to anyone." Kurt just laughs.
"Well, I found out one rumor was false." Blaine stares at Kurt, confusion written all over his face. Kurt grins, pressing a kiss to Blaine's cheek. He leans into Blaine's ear, smirking. "You swallow."
Blaine shoves Kurt away, laughing.
When Kurt arrives to school the next day, his boyfriend is at his locker, shoving something through the metal slats. Kurt laughs quietly, running up to the boy. He slips his arms around Blaine's waist and hooks his chin over the shorter boy's shoulder.
"Breaking into my locker Anderson?"
"Was just about to. You are early, too early." Kurt laughs again as Blaine turns around, pressing himself back into the lockers. Kurt looks around quickly but everyone is caught up in their own thing. He presses his lips to Blaine's, earning a small moan. Blaine quickly tries to push the kiss further, trailing his tongue along Kurt's lips. There's a loud slam next to Blaine's head which causes Kurt to jump almost all the way across the hall from Blaine. Hovering over Blaine is Karofsky. "The fuck do you want?"
"Stop spreading your homo shit all over school. Fucking fairy." Blaine shoves Karofsky, sending the other boy to almost falling flat on his ass. "Anderson! I will fucking cut you. Don't put your fucking hands on me."
"Funny, you didn't say that the other day when I was on my knees." Blaine almost wants to kick his own ass. Kurt just standing there, staring at Blaine with an unreadable expression. Blaine grabs Kurt's wrist, pulling him down the halls till they end up near Blaine's music class. "Kurt, fuck, I shouldn't have said that."
"It's fine." Blaine sighs, kicking a tree near the entrance of the classroom. Kurt just stares at him, watching Blaine beat himself up. "Blaine. Blaine just stop. Please Blaine! Stop!"
"What? Fucking sh-" Kurt runs up to Blaine, gripping Blaine's slender hips like Blaine did the previous night to him. Without even looking around, Kurt just leans forward, pressing his lips hard against Blaine's. Blaine groans, pulling Kurt with him as he walks backward, his back hitting the wall of the building roughly. There's a mixture of pressure and tongue and teeth and finally, Kurt pulls away. He gasps for breath, not even looking up at Blaine's eyes, just staring at his lips. "If you shut me up like that every time-"
"Shut up Blaine." Kurt presses his lips again to Blaine's, who is trying so hard not to smile.
Kurt is finally done with his lunch when Blaine finally comes around. He's carrying his math book in one hand, his other hand clenched in a tight fist.
"Blaine? What's wrong?" Blaine shakes his head at Kurt, opening the door to the library and gesturing Kurt enters. Kurt gathers his belongings, walking in with Blaine right behind him. Kurt heads to the table they normally sit at but instead Blaine grips his wrist, dragging him to a secluded corner. Kurt opens his mouth to speak but Blaine just pushes him against the bookcase. Some of the books are digging into Kurt's back as Blaine kisses him. It takes all Kurt has to shove Blaine off of him. "Anderson, you're going to tell me what the fuck is wrong right now."
"Rumors." Kurt blinks. He hadn't heard any new rumors about the either of them today, but then again he really wasn't listening. Blaine sighs, leaning against the bookcase across from Kurt before sitting on the ground. "The party? You know where I was drunk? There's been a few photos surfacing around school and apparently I did some pretty stupid shit."
"Oh no. No, can't we just ignore them or something?" Blaine shrugs, moving to sit next to Kurt. He places an arm around Kurt's shoulders, pulling the boy close to his side.
"I'm sorry I keep fucking things up." Kurt smiles, placing his head on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine cocks his head to the side, placing it on top of Kurt's.
"We'll just figure things out one day at a time Blaine." Blaine grins, sliding his hand down to be around Kurt's waist, fingers spreading out over Kurt's hip. Kurt makes a noise, causing Blaine to sit up slightly. "Sorry, you're fine. I just have a few bruises on my hip from this boy."
"Oh really? Why on your hip huh?" Kurt blushes, looking over at Blaine. Blaine gives him his trademark smirk, which just causes him to get hit on his chest.
"Wipe that look off your face Anderson or you'll never get farther than just…jobs." Blaine arches his eyebrow, trying to stifle his laughter. Kurt gives him a hard look but it fails because of the faint blush on his cheeks.
"You can say blowjob Kurt. It won't kill you to say the word." Kurt hits Blaine again, which causes Blaine just to laugh again. Kurt huffs, sliding away from the other boy.
"I hate you." Blaine just grins before leaning into Kurt's personal space, pressing his lips against the other boy's.
"Nah, you like me."
