So our boys are going on a date! We get to learn a little about what happening in their lives outside of each other and Kurt fills us in on who Mark is to him.
There is a song in this chapter and I hate to spoil it but if you haven't seen this particular video of Darren singing "Bring It On Home To Me" you should watch because A) it's fucking HOT & B) you'll understand Kurt's thinking a little better. So go watch it first. Search "Darren Criss Bring it on home to me" It's the first one that pops up at the Hotel Café.
Kurt & Blaine- still not mine
Chapter 10
He takes Kurt to a quaint little restaurant. It's simple and casual and has a simi-private table in the back where they can't be bothered. Blaine orders them a bottle of merlot and they place their orders.
He can see that Kurt looks just as nervous as he feels. Hopefully after some more wine they can relax and be comfortable again. You can feel the tension in the air. It isn't bad tension, just he can tell that they still have a lot to talk about. Blaine's not sure if Kurt wants to just get it all out of the way now or just enjoy the dinner with casual, safe conversation.
He doesn't have to wait long. As soon as the waiter leaves them with a bottle of wine, Kurt breaks the ice, "So. Tell me about Dallas. How did you meet him?"
"Um…" he takes a savoring sip of wine and gathers his thoughts. That is not the question he thought would start this dinner conversation. He proceeds to give the rundown version. "Well, we met about three years ago. He's originally from Texas. He came to New York after hurricane Sandy to volunteer. He's a fire fighter."
"Man in a uniform. Nice." Kurt interrupts with a wink. This could have been really awkward but Kurt is making him feel comfortable and he cannot be more grateful.
"Yeah…" he laughs. "Anyway, we met, dated for a year or so and moved in together. Things were comfortable and it was nice."
"It sounds perfect." Kurt says. There is no hurt or sarcasm in his voice at all. Blaine doesn't know if he could possibly love this man more.
"Parts of it were. We never really fought. We'd argue here and there but nothing serious. The biggest issue was that he never, and I mean never, showed affection in public. He wasn't ashamed or anything but he was from a small town in Texas so being openly affectionate in public with your gay boyfriend was not something he was comfortable with. And I just kind of accepted it."
Kurt puts down his wine he was sipping and reaches across the table to grab Blaine's hand. This was all still new to the curly headed man, affection in public and his heart soared!
"That's sweet that you made that sacrifice Blaine. Very selfless I must say. Being from small towns in Ohio I think we get that, but Blaine… I'd be honored to show you affection in public. I'd want everyone to know just who I'm with. I'm not saying I'd bend you over the table for everyone to see but I'm going to hold your hand and kiss you." Kurt looks so serious, he doesn't bat an eye.
Blaine just about chokes on his wine when Kurt mentions bending him over the table because, yeah those are nice images in his mind. He feels the blush rise to his cheeks and a little twitch below. It's quite possible that he groans a little out loud because Kurt is smirking at him and giggling.
"So what now? How did you guys leave it?" Kurt asks, seeming genially interested to know.
"Well it seems he has been spending some time this past week, and I suspect even longer with that guy Mark. The one who, uh, was with him that day… yeah, um… but, well they are both talking about moving back to Texas. I'm happy for him."
Those blue eyes got wider at the mention of Mark's name and he remembers that in the middle of that horrible afternoon, it seemed Mark and Kurt knew each other. "I dated Mark!" he laughed, "Small world huh? I mean it was only like three or four dates. He was looking for something way too serious and I had just turned twenty. I wasn't ready for that, plus he wasn't the best kisser, so… yeah."
Blaine laughs so hard. It is amazing how easy this is for them. The tension from earlier is completely gone. He gets his giggles under control and decides to change the conversation. As much as this conversation has been refreshing and air clearing, he doesn't want to really hear about Kurt being intimate with others. Especially since the wine is making him warm and the visuals in his mind from early are still very much there. But he did wonder if Kurt was a top or bottom? He bet he was a great top, so strong and powerful and controlling in all the right ways; plus Blaine was such a natural bottom he just loved the thoughts of Kurt making him his.
"Ok. Ok…" Blaine starts, still laughing and he sees Kurt laughing too, "change of topic. How's school?" He listens as the man tells him about getting a chance at an internship at . Those blue eyes light up as he talks about focusing his business degree toward running a fashion house someday. Kurt tells him that if the internship works out it could lead to something more permanent at Vogue.
"I think that's what I want Blaine. I mean, I've always loved fashion. Obviously I have impeccable tastes. Since meeting you though, I've just felt that drive to really plan for my future. It's like you inspired me." He smiles at Blaine with a shy smile. Blaine almost cries at how happy the man is. He can just feel the way Kurt talks about fashion and his future. And he feels positive that Kurt's future includes him. Because his own future definitely includes Kurt.
"Kurt, baby that is amazing! I'm so proud of you!" He squeezes the man's hands as the pet name falls out without a second thought. Just then the waiter arrives with their food. Kurt asks him how his school is going and Blaine tells him about an interview he had at a local performing arts high school. They are looking for a new musical theatre teacher and he thinks the interview went good.
"Oh my god Blaine! That is perfect! I'm so proud of you! Everything just seems to be falling into place and I know we have been through complete hell but I'm, um… really excited to begin this new chapter of our lives together."
They continue to eat and talk about Thanksgiving. It seems they both are planning to stay in the city but go to Ohio for Christmas. Blaine asks Kurt if he would be willing to come meet his family. Kurt tells him of course, right after he comes to meet his.
Dinner winds down and after the second bottle of wine, Blaine pays the check. He isn't ready for the night to end and he can feel the tension rising again. He knows how he wants the evening to end but he isn't sure they are quite ready for that yet. It's a little soon to worship Kurt's body and make him feel every pleasure Blaine knows how to give and then some, but that's what he wants.
Kurt looks a little reserved too, twisting his napkin on the table. While Blaine is signing the check, the other man speaks, "Blaine, I'm… I'm not ready to go home yet. Do you think maybe we could go somewhere for more drinks… I'm not ready for this night to end."
The curly headed man stands up and pulls Kurt up towards him planting a chaste kiss on his lips.
"After you."
Kurt is so relieved that Blaine doesn't want the night to end either. They end up at Tequila Bay. It is becoming a significant place for them.
He's feeling good, the wine has made him warm and happy and a tiny bit horny if he's being honest. But he's pretty sure that could be just because of Blaine, he doesn't need a buzz to be physically attracted to the curly haired man. He hadn't been kidding about showing the man affection in public and he is so ecstatic to be able to do just this.
The bar is busy and the couple finds a small table just off the center of the stage area but close to the bar. Blaine goes to get them drinks while Kurt holds the table. He really just wants to stare at the other man's ass in those jeans because, damn. He really likes looking at Blaine's ass and it is looking especially nice tonight. And tonight there is nothing in the way of him being able to touch it if he wants, and he wants to, very much. In fact, before the night is through he should touch it, for science.
Blaine turns around and now instead of checking out his ass he is now looking at his crotch and oh, that's nice too. Damn this man knows how to wear some pants…oh, shit. He realizes quickly he is still staring at the man's crotch and he quickly looks up hoping not to have been caught but the smirk on Blaine's face tells him that the man knows Kurt was checking him out.
When Blaine approaches the table and hands him his drink he leans in to ask him, "See something you like, Kurt?" Why does the way Blaine says his name just do things to him? People say his name all day, but something about the way this man rolls the 'r' and the crispness of the 't'… just, yeah.
"Um, yes. Very much so," he answers. "This table has a great view." He leans forward and kisses Blaine. The couple has shared a few kisses like this tonight. No deep passion, no exploring tongues, just lips pressing and moving together. Very appropriate for public displays of affection.
They pull back grinning at each other. Everything with this man just seems so easy. They fit together and for a brief moment it scares him. Technically this is their first date and Kurt knows that if he lets himself he wouldn't hesitate fucking Blaine into the mattress if the man said the word. But the lovely voice of reason tells him to slow down. His fear must have been showing on his face because Blaine asks him, "Hey… Are you ok?"
"I-I'm fine. I'm more than fine actually… I want to be completely honest with you Blaine. I love you. I love everything…" he looks at the sexy man in his sexy fucking jeans up and down,"…about you. And as much as my heart and my body tells me to show you just how much, my mind tells me we should take this slow. Date. Get to know more about each other… outside of the bedroom." He is so thankful the wine from early, plus his martini now, has already flushed his skin because inside he is on fire. A fire of desire mixed with fear that Blaine will bail because he wants to take this slow.
The curly headed man pulls him into his arms and puts his hands on the small of Kurt's back. He leans forward and wraps his arms around the man's neck and his fears are calmed immediately. This is what Blaine does to him, makes him feels so calm and safe.
"Kurt, I want you to be comfortable. And if that means I spend the next year becoming well acquainted with my right hand, I'll do it for you. You're in control. I know I hurt you so bad and I do not want to push you into doing anything you are not ready for." Blaine pulls back slightly and scans down Kurt's body from head to toe, "But know this Kurt. You are sexy as hell and when you are ready, you will not have to ask me twice."
Kurt leans in for another sweet kiss, "You really are my prince Blaine."
The man smiles so big, "Your prince wants to sing a song for his prince. I want to sing for you and only for you." Kurt laughs as Blaine grabs his scotch and heads up to the stage. There is a full band with horns and everything and he cannot wait to see what the man does.
The sexy man approaches the band and if he didn't know better, he'd say the man seems to know them pretty well. He talks with them for a bit and then addresses the crowd, "Good evening everyone. I need to sing a song tonight. Please forgive me, I've been a little self-indulgent but I'm on a date with the love of my life. So Kurt baby, this is for you."
He has never been one for pet names but that is the second time tonight Blaine called him baby and it just fuels the lust he is trying to control. The band starts to play and he watches Blaine come alive. Completely in his element. Dancing on the stage with his scotch in his hand. He belongs there and Kurt knows this so far is his favorite way to see the man.
Now if you ever change your mind
About leaving, about leaving me behind
Oh-oh bring it to me
Just bring your sweet lovin
Bring it on home to me yeah, oh yeah
Oh fuck! Kurt definitely is not expecting this. He wants to bring everything to that man. Blaine is the sexiest thing ever and the arousal is burning hot and his already too-tight pants just got even tighter.
I'll buy you jewelry (I will), I'll give you money too
Now that's not all, no that's not all I'd give to you
Oh just bring it to me
Bring your sweet love
Come on baby, bring it on home to me (Bring the horns), yeah, Yeah, yeah
When Blaine pointed at him, Kurt almost got out of his chair. And then when the man beckons him with his hand as he's singing, Kurt has to restrain himself. He almost went up there and pulled him off that stage. The man was making love to the song, to the mic, to the audience and Kurt wants to be next.
Cause you know I laughed (Ha!) that day that you left
But I'm sorry baby cause now I only, I only got myself, only got myself
Oh-oh so just please promise me one thing,
that you're gonna, you're gonna bring your sweet lovin
Bring it on home to me yeah, yeah, yeah (come on bring the horns right here)
The man has so much passion when he performs. He doesn't just sing a song, Blaine performs. He wants to promise so many things. The way the man dances and moves his hips. SO many things Kurt wants to promise to do to those hips. When the horns start to play he's not sure if he can make it through the rest on the song. He uncrosses and re-crosses his legs to um adjust the pressure. He needs Blaine now. He needs the sexy, curly headed man to take him home and make him his. Kurt has never craved being had. He is always the one to take but right now he needs Blaine to take him.
And oh, look at how cute the man is trying to clap. Blaine must really be tipsy because who can't clap? But Kurt doesn't care because he still looks sexy as fuck.
You know I always, I will always be your slave
Oh till I'm dead, till buried in my grave
I swear to god, just promise me one last thing
You're gonna bring it to me
Oh bring your sweet lovin
Gonna bring it on home to me, one more time, I said one more time
Oh that dip in Blaine's voice, yes Kurt would very much like to make the man his slave.
Now if you ever, if you ever change your mind
About leaving, leaving me behind
Oh-oh you got to bring it to me
Oh bring your sweet lovin
Bring it on home to me yeah, yeah, yeah
Just bring it to me, bring your sweet love
And bring it on home to me.
Oh fuck the dip, that falsetto. He would love to hear Blaine sing that note as Kurt makes him cum. Oh how sweet the sound will be. By now Kurt is completely aroused, full of burning desire and never knew he could be this turned on just from watching someone sing.
The bar goes crazy. Blaine bows and jumps up at the end of the song ending his performance. He gets to their table smiling, sweating, and full of energy. Kurt grabs him and kisses with all the passion they had been holding back on. He licks at Blaine's lips and the opens them willingly, sucking Kurt's tongue into his mouth. Kurt licks at the roof of Blaine's mouth and then sucks the man's tongue back into his own mouth. Thank god they are in a dark, crowed, busy bar because this kiss is not really appropriate for public display. Kurt pulls back and places kisses along the other man's jaw, nipping at his skin with every other kiss. He reaches Blaine's ear and licks around the shell of it and he hears the man moan. He pulls the lobe between his teeth and now he feels Blaine shudder. Kurt presses his now achingly hard cock up against the other man's hip and he feels that he isn't the only one who got aroused by the performance. Kurt groans at the small relief he feels from the pressure and the slight friction of being pressed together but he needs more.
He whispers in Blaine's ear while still placing kisses along his neck and jaw from one side to the other, "Take me home. Take me home Blaine and make me feel your love. Make me your slave."
"Are-are you-you sure? You… you said…" Kurt loves that the man can barely speak. He loves that he has reduced Blaine to incomplete sentences.
"Fuck what I said. I need you Blaine. I need to feel you. I've dreamt of you and I need to feel you inside me Blaine."
"Oh baby…but… but," Blaine is moaning and Kurt starts sucking a spot just below the other man's left ear on his neck. The man bucks his hips forward just as he slides his own hands around and grabs a handful of that ass just like he wanted to all night.
Kurt pulls off of the spot after licking it with his tongue, "Blaine?"
"Yes Kurt?"
"Take me home. You said I wouldn't have to ask twice and I just asked. Twice."
"Fuck baby… Ok, let's go."
Bring it on home to me- Sam Cooke
Warning- this fic is about to earn it's M rating…