Interlude: The Conversation
August 17, 2034
Kurt led Blaine into their bedroom by the hand; he walked backwards slowly so that he never had to tear his gaze away from Blaine's fiery, golden hazels. The room was dark but Blaine's eyes seemed to glow. It was the same bedroom they had always shared but it somehow felt brand new. Kurt stopped at the edge of the bed and tugged Blaine closer to him.
Blaine followed Kurt, happily. He walked slowly into the room as he gazed into those deep pools of blue – this man is mesmerizing. The pounding in his heart was proof of that, as was the tightness in his pants. Kurt pulled him closer, and he went willingly. He all but swooned at the way his husband was looking into him. "If I didn't know better, Mr. Anderson-Hummel, I would think that you're trying to seduce me," Blaine's voice was soft but heated.
"Seduce you? Never, I'm just trying to have a conversation." Kurt watched the corner of Blaine's mouth lift into a gentle grin. He leaned in and kissed him there – a soft, barely-there kiss. His mouth lingered on Blaine's cheek. It was rough. Kurt loved it when Blaine didn't shave, probably because it didn't happen very often but mostly because – it's so, so hot. Kurt's mouth trailed upward to Blaine's ear. He slid his hands up Blaine's arms to caress his biceps. His voice was slow and steady as he whispered very quietly into Blaine's ear, "unless… you prefer to be seduced?"
Blaine's entire body was on fire. Kurt always made him lose his mind but tonight – tonight it's different. He stifled a small whimper as he felt Kurt's breath on his face then his ear. There was not much more of this teasing he would be able to take. He was being seduced in every way possible and he loved every exquisite second of it. Then he felt it – Kurt's hot, wet mouth on his neck. Blaine closed his eyes and placed his hand on the back of Kurt's head. He shivered as Kurt suckled his flesh and a moan was jolted out of him when he felt the palm of Kurt's hand rub along his bulge through his pants. Sweet Jesus, Kurt.
This man is driving me insane, Kurt thought as he lapped Blaine's neck. It took everything in him to not rip all of Blaine's clothes off. What's wrong with ripping his clothes off? His hand slid up from Blaine's thick bulge and under his shirt. His fingertips caressed the heated flesh there. He felt Blaine squirm and that was all he could take. His mouth moved urgently to Blaine's mouth. His tongue darted in as he took a hot wet kiss. Both of his arms wrapped around his husband's shoulders and pulled him close. He felt his bulge against his own. Holy fuck.
Blaine grasped Kurt's hips possessively; his arms snaked around his waist. His hand slipped up under his shirt to feel his flesh. It had been way too long since he caressed his husband's skin. His mouth was hot on Kurt's but he broke the kiss because he couldn't go another second without professing his love. "Kurt, I love you so much," he gasped. "And I need you right now."
"You have me. You have me forever."
It didn't take long for them to undress, yet they took their time to revel in it. Blaine couldn't help but touch every inch of Kurt's body. His fingertips caressed every curve, every edge, and every crevasse as he laid him down onto the bed. His lips followed his fingertips, tasting Kurt's sweet, flesh. "You drive me crazy, baby," he murmured, letting his breath caress wet flesh and trail down … down, down until he reached Kurt's perfect cock. It was ready for the taking and he took it.
"Oh...my…God," Kurt lifted his hips and pressed Blaine's head down as he tugged on his curls. "Take it all. I know you can take it all." Kurt whimpered and thrust into Blaine's mouth. His entire body shivered … no, shook with intense lust for his man.
The feeling of Kurt's hand in his hair drove Blaine over the edge. He slid his mouth down over Kurt's cock and sucked hard. His moans were muffled as he devoured the entire length … his lips tightened around the girth, his tongue lashed against the rigid shaft as he brought his head up, tasting, devouring. He slammed back down. He wanted more of Kurt's cock in his throat – needed more of his cock in his throat.
Kurt matched Blaine's rhythm thrust for thrust. He could feel the tip of his cock hit the back of Blaine's throat and he didn't know how much more he could take. "I want to fill your belly," he yelped. "I love you so much; I want to give it all to you."
Muffled, Blaine begged, "give it to me, Kurt." His hand pressed to taut heavy balls. He palmed them, and weighed them in his hand, warming the seed. He lifted to his knees to give himself more leverage. His head bobbed on Kurt, up and down, taking every inch then letting it pop out of his mouth before slurping it back in, greedily. His hands gripped his hips to hold him down, he loved feeling Kurt writhe and squirm beneath his hands.
Kurt felt Blaine's hands pin him down. All he could do was moan and squirm. He lifted to his elbows to watch Blaine work his cock – God, I need to cum, he is so hot. "So hot - so hot, baby. Don't stop. Blaine, take it all," he chanted then bucked up hard into Blaine's throat and exploded. He felt Blaine gag around his wet spurting tip. His hand darted out to hold Blaine down so that he could feel him swallow. He grunted, "I love you so much," then collapsed back down onto the bed. His body convulsed as he tried to draw air into his lungs.
"I love you more," Blaine gasped as he hovered above Kurt's mouth. "I love you so much that I'm willing to share the wonderful treat I just got," he leaned down to kiss him, letting him taste. "Mmm," he moaned, and then trailed up to whisper into Kurt's ear. "You did such a good job of seducing me, baby."
Kurt pressed his lips to Blaine's shoulder … then his teeth as he bit down gently and listened.
Blaine hissed, "you turn me on so much. I want, no, I need to fuck you."
"Against the wall?" Kurt bit down harder.
Blaine growled and lifted his head. His gaze burned into Kurt's. His eyes flickered slightly as he thought about the wall and what it would do to Kurt. He stood up quickly. "Get up."
Kurt loved it when Blaine got bossy. It didn't often happen but when it did it could coax him out of the deepest sleep, the saddest mood, or the most preoccupied state. Those two words – get up – were enough to make Kurt's cock stand at attention again – though he knew that's not exactly what Blaine meant. He sat up and found himself face to cock with his husband's perfectly bobbing erection. His breath hitched as he leaned forward, taking it into his mouth for the first time in far too long.
Blaine moaned loudly into the room. Kurt's mouth on his aching cock felt like heaven. He slid both of his hands into Kurt's hair to guide him – not that he needed it. Kurt had become an expert at sucking his cock. He knew what he liked, what he loved, and what would make him lose his … mind. His hips fell into rhythm with Kurt's mouth – and his hand – oh, that's his hand. His cock was being tugged and stroked while Kurt's mouth worked on his tip, lapping it, suckling it, kissing it. Kurt's breath was intoxicating, it sent shivers up … and down … Blaine's spine. His breath was ragged as he looked down and watched this perfect man blow him. "Don't stop," he begged. Then, as if Kurt flipped a switch, he looked up and gave Blaine a glance of his eyes. The image of Kurt's beautiful wet mouth on his cock and his gorgeous blues looking upward at him, mixed with the intense pressure in his balls, was too much for Blaine to handle. He gripped Kurt's hair tightly as he grunted repeatedly and released thick white ropes of cum into Kurt's hot working mouth. He thrust forward lodging himself into his husband's throat as he squirted, feeding him.
Kurt's hands gripped Blaine's perfectly toned ass tightly as he pulled him forward. His moans were smothered by Blaine's intense orgasm. He swallowed down quickly; his mouth was being filled and he didn't want to waste a single precious drop. He felt Blaine tense and lodge himself into his throat. He gagged around it but Blaine held his head tight to him. His lips were sealed firmly around the cock's base, his nose crushed to his midsection, his chin nestled to his balls. All he could do was swallow – all he wanted to do was swallow. He took everything Blaine had to give – every last drop of warm sticky seed.
When Blaine was finally able to relax, he released Kurt's head. Kurt slid back immediately and gasped for breath, coughing. Although that sound sent fire straight to Blaine's core, he was a little alarmed. He kneeled down in front of Kurt and took his face in his hands. "Are you ok? Was that too long?"
"Not long enough," Kurt sputtered then pressed his sticky lips to Blaine's mouth. Their kisses were always filled with so much passion – but this kiss felt different. It felt like their souls were literally connecting. It felt like there was no way they could possibly be any more intimate than they were in that moment.
Blaine kissed along Kurt's jawline to his ear – that was his favourite path to lose himself on. He whispered, "I was serious when I told you to get up, you know."
Kurt growled and gently stood then before he knew it, Blaine was up and pressing him back against the wall. His shoulders were pinned and he felt Blaine's teeth on his chest – his nipples, his neck. He lifted a leg onto Blaine's hip and felt Blaine's hand hold him there – then it happened – Blaine's cock pressed against him … into him. Kurt yelped and pressed his head back onto the wall. Oh My God!
Urgently, "Blaine…"
"I love you, Kurt". Blaine lifted onto his toes and penetrated. Kurt's ass felt incredible – tight and warm. His mouth grunted against Kurt's throat as he fucked him. The rhythm was deep, hot, grindy, and deliberate.
Kurt matched his slow rhythm. His hips rolled and bucked. His own cock leaked and slid against Blaine's stomach.
Urgently, "Blaine…"
"Baby, you are so hot." Blaine picked up the pace. The truth is, Kurt was driving him mad. He was losing control – all he wanted to do was cum … cum inside his husband. He pressed Kurt's shoulders into the wall and gazed directly into his eyes. He gasped and moaned out the words, "you…are…mine."
"Yours," Kurt squealed.
Their bodies moved in unison. Their voices filled their bedroom as they vowed incoherent love to each other. Kurt's back thumped into the wall to the beat of their hearts. Their cocks were rock hard and ready to explode at any moment.
"Fuck."
"Jesus."
Tears sprung into Blaine's eyes. It was too much – all too much. He buried his sweaty wet face to Kurt's throat and came with a loud feral groan. He squirted and exploded into Kurt's ass. "Holy fuck." He couldn't stop thrusting – every movement was like pins and needles on his spurting cock. All he could concentrate on was filling Kurt up. His voice was whimpery and thick on Kurt's skin. "I love you, I love you, I love you".
Kurt closed his eyes and tilted his face upward. His breath caught in his throat as he felt Blaine explode into him. His body shook and trembled – it was all too much. The sensation drove his cock to twitch and spill onto Blaine's stomach. He felt the tears slide onto his cheeks from the sheer emotion of it all. He opened his mouth realizing that he wasn't breathing. He gasped and clutched Blaine's body to his, "you are everything, Blaine. Every. Thing."
Blaine moved back a little – only enough to grasp Kurt's hand and lead him back onto the bed before his legs completely gave out. They were a heap of sweat and stickiness. They laid together, clutching each other's bodies and gasping for breath.
Kurt couldn't remember the last time he felt so exhausted yet so revitalized. He leaned into Blaine still breathing heavily. He gently moaned at him, no words were necessary. All that mattered, all he needed right in this moment was Blaine's regard - his expressive beautiful eyes on his. He pressed his forehead to his and pecked at his lips. "Love you."
Blaine's head was swimming. He didn't quite know where he was. All he knew was that the love of his life was beside him and that's all that mattered. He gathered Kurt close to him and heard him moan. He tilted his head so that he could gaze into his eyes – he's so beautiful – He caressed his cheek. "Love you more."
Kurt felt some blood filter back into his brain. He shifted under the covers – he was suddenly so sleepy. "Come here, love." Blaine tucked himself under the covers and close to Kurt. They laid together gazing into each other's eyes and pecking soft kisses.
"Do you remember our first time," Blaine spoke softly.
"Of course I do."
"We were pretty clueless but what I remember most was not what we did but how we did it. It was all fueled by love. Even back then – even-though we were in pure lust – the main focus of our first time, the reason why our first time happened was because we were so deeply in love."
"And we love each other just as much – and dare I say – even more now."
Blaine smiled and took Kurt's hand. "Sleep with me." He kissed his knuckles then his lips. "We need to rest so that we can pick up our two beautiful boys early tomorrow."
Kurt sighed happily, draped himself around his husband and closed his eyes.