I'm getting angry at Glee. I LOVED the Prom Queen episode… But WHY THE FUCK don't they let Kurt and Blaine kiss or hold hands or hug or even fucking slow dance? It's like we got ONE AMAZING kiss, and now they'll never touch again! GAH! Anywho – My apologies for the lateness of this, BUT I made it extra long, filled it with angst, fluff, smut AND comedy (hopefully) so I'm hoping it makes up for it? :D
Thanks for all the amazing and in-depth reviews! I REALLY love them all, and you guys are so amazing and kind and lovely! In case anyone is wondering about my vauge-ass timeline for the ban, it began on a Thursday and I think that this is the following Wednesday? OR Thursday… too tired to work it out now :P But it's one of those :P Basically they are one week in :D
After dinner (which Kurt stayed for – Apparently he had gotten a call from Oscar asking him to come over to be part of Blaine's surprise) the three of them retired to Blaine and Rachel's room, under the guise of watching a movie. It came as no surprise to anyone, however, that Kurt pushed them both in the room and crossed his arms, looking at them expectantly for an explanation.
"Kurt, it wasn't how it looked, and you're being paranoid," Rachel said exasperatedly.
"Rachel, I have a very good memory, sweetheart," Kurt hissed, "Believe me, I remember you going after him back when we weren't together, even though you knew how I felt about him, why would it be any different now? You've gotta be lonely without Finn chasing after you, but believe me, Rachel, everything I told you back then is still true. You won't ever have that kind of chemistry with Blaine, mainly because you don't have a dick, but also because, hey! He's with me! So back off, Rachel. You can live with him, and laugh with him, and play happy families all you like, but if you ever try anything more, it won't end well for you, okay?"
Blaine was gobsmacked.
"Kurt, that is totally unfair!" He tried to keep his voice low, but he was furious with Kurt right then. Rachel had tears in her eyes, and she looked like she'd lost her best friend in the world.
"If you recall, Kurt, I was the one touching Rachel. There's nothing sinister going on here! I don't know why you suddenly think you can't trust me! I'm gay, Kurt! Believe me, without being crude; you of all people should know that!" Blaine hadn't felt this angry at Kurt ever. Actually the last time he had felt angry at Kurt like this had been about Rachel too… huh…
"I trust you, Blaine, I don't trust Rachel!" Kurt said, but Blaine could see him wavering. He knew he was overreacting, but if there was one thing Kurt loved, it was a good fight, even if he was wrong.
"Do you want to know why I was touching her at all?" Blaine retorted, "I was trying to get her to tell me why you were ignoring me at lunch today! Why were you really with Sam, huh? Something's going on, Kurt, you're a dreadful liar. Why did you lie to me? What are you covering up?" Blaine's voice was breaking. He'd thought he could get through this conversation on self-righteousness and anger alone, but apparently his tear ducts had joined the party.
Kurt shot a look at Rachel.
"Oh, my god, this is ridiculous," he whispered and threw himself on Blaine's bed next to Rachel who was crying silently into one of his pillows.
"I'm so sorry, Rach," Kurt said, pulling her into him to hug her. "You know I didn't mean any of that, right? You've been so great to me and now to Blaine, I really couldn't thank you enough, honey." Kurt whispered to her. "You know I get jealous of how close you and Blaine are because I have to share him, and I have to share you, but honestly, I love you both so much. I'm sorry I got mad and said such awful things, Rach," Kurt looked so sad, and angry with himself.
Blaine just stood there watching the two of them cuddling in his bed.
"I'm sorry," he finally said, "I'm glad Rachel's forgiven, but I still have questions that need answers, Kurt."
Blaine was getting mad. Kurt wasn't even looking at him, instead he was still looking pleadingly at Rachel. Rachel was clinging onto Kurt, and just staring at him.
"Guys!" Blaine tried to interrupt, "Tell me!"
Kurt couldn't help but smile at the ridiculousness of it all.
"Please, Rachel?" He asked her, "Believe me, he'll be completely obnoxious if we don't," he whispered loudly. Rachel just nodded.
"Blaine?" Kurt spoke softly and opened his arms to invite Blaine to cuddle into him. Blaine was still angry, but there was no way he was passing up an opportunity to lay in bed with Kurt, even if it did include Rachel. Blaine slipped his body next to Kurt's and waited.
"Rachel's throwing you a welcome party, baby," Kurt smiled sheepishly. "I'm sorry we didn't come up with a very good cover, neither of us can lie for peanuts!"
Rachel smiled at Blaine, her head resting on Kurt's shoulder. Blaine reached across to hug her.
"So that's what this was all about?" he asked slowly, "Kurt isn't cheating on me with Sam, and you're not lying and covering up for him?"
Kurt slapped him playfully.
"You idiot! Did you really think I would do that? Or that Rachel would cover for me if I did?" Kurt actually looked a little hurt.
Blaine pulled his face towards him and kissed him softly until Rachel started to squirm.
"I didn't know what to think. I couldn't understand why either of you would lie to me, so my head went to some pretty awful and overdramatic places. Thank you for the party, Rachel! When is it?" Blaine suddenly had that excited puppy look on his face, and Kurt and Rachel both laughed at him.
"This Friday," Rachel beamed at him as he stretched to plant a kiss on her forehead.
Blaine's eyes shot straight to Kurt. This Friday? The ban would still be in place. It wasn't over until the following Thursday. Blaine didn't think this party was going to be much fun with those kinds of restrictions. His face fell.
Rachel looked at the two boys and kissed both of them on the cheek before wriggling out of Kurt's grasp and making her way to the door.
"I'm gonna leave you guys alone for a little bit, okay?" She gave them a little smile and left.
Kurt spun to lie facing Blaine and put up a hand to weave through his hair.
"I'm sorry I made such a big deal about Rachel. I just really hated being reminded of that. I love you, and I do trust Rachel so I'm really sorry, Blaine," Kurt hung his head a little and he ached to tuck his head into that favourite spot on Blaine's neck. Blaine smiled at him.
"I'm sorry I didn't just trust that you were lying about something I shouldn't know yet. I just got worried because you've never kept secrets from me, Kurt, and I don't want either of us to start now," Blaine tugged on Kurt's shirt (gently, he knew better than to manhandle Kurt's outfits) and pulled him so he was lying on Blaine's chest.
"I'm sorry I didn't at least lie better so you wouldn't have worried your pretty little head," Kurt laughed and finally snuggled his way under Blaine's chin and both boys sighed with contentment at the familiarity.
They hadn't shared a bed since Blaine had moved out, and they certainly hadn't cuddled in one since the ban. Kurt's body felt firm and pressed into Blaine in all the right places, and he couldn't seem to help his body's response to finally having Kurt next to him.
"Kurt?" Blaine mumbled as Kurt kissed his collarbone.
"Mmm?" Kurt whispered, the sound drifting deliciously against Blaine's throat.
Blaine ran a hand around Kurt's neck and cupped his head, gently bringing him up to look him in the eye.
"I'm gonna use my pass now," Blaine whispered and pressed their lips together sweetly. They played with each other's lips for a few moments before Kurt, suddenly hungry for more, opened his mouth to trace Blaine's lips with his tongue.
Blaine loved Kurt so much. He often felt like he might explode from loving him so much, and that was usually why the ban was such a restriction to him. He wasn't allowed to even express that love, it just built up and up until Blaine became so pent up that he made bad decisions. But now, lying here with Kurt, languidly and romantically, with just that touch of desperate need, Blaine felt so complete and in control of his life; of their lives.
Blaine let out a contented little whimper and threaded his fingers through Kurt's hair (the only time he could ever get away with touching Kurt's hair was while he was kissing him senseless) and Kurt suddenly became frantic.
"Blaine!" Kurt pressed himself against his boyfriend, half hard and so needy. "Fuck, I love it when you make that noise," Kurt breathlessly panted as he flung a leg over Blaine's hip. Blaine felt himself grow hard almost instantaneously as he felt Kurt's arousal press against his thigh.
Kurt definitely noticed Blaine's erection straining his zip and he was cupping him with his hand and stroking him through his pants before he knew what he was doing.
"Kurt!" Blaine gasped as he felt his self-control spiral out the window along with his sanity. "Kurt, Rachel!"
Kurt gave him a look and merely undid his top button to give his mouth better access to his neck.
"Kurt," Blaine tried again a little fruitlessly, "Rachel and Oscar and Christopher are home! You know how much I want you right now, but… fuuuuck!" Blaine let out a profane groan as Kurt stuck his tongue in the dip at the base of his throat and at the same time thrust his hips against Blaine so that both of them felt the insane rush of feeling.
Blaine was so confused and conflicted. Sure, he loved what was happening, but why had Kurt suddenly decided that all bets were off when Blaine had been behaving himself perfectly?
"Kurt?" Blaine almost sobbed into Kurt's ear as Kurt continued to thrust against him and rub him furiously, all the while making that gravelly sound in his throat.
"Kurt, the ban?" Blaine tried to think about the least sexy things he could to try to calm down.
Kurt looked Blaine right in the eyes.
"You were right." He said, but his words seemed to drown in the way he kept thrusting against Blaine, "We should have two of those super-duper pass things."
He was seriously groaning between words, "This is mine," he thrusted.
Blaine let his head fall back and pulled Kurt on top of him properly.
"You're mine," Kurt growled and thrust again.
Wait… if this was an extra emergency pass… that meant anything goes, right?
Blaine was undoing Kurt's pants and sliding them off, Kurt helping him by lifting his hips momentarily, only to crash them back down to meet Blaine. Blaine was nervous about trying this, but Kurt had mentioned it before. And this was his pass.
Blaine let one of his hands sneak under the waistband of Kurt's underwear and gripped his ass firmly. Kurt began to rock harder.
Blaine suddenly realised he couldn't do this dry. He'd tried it on himself dry, once when he was younger, and it had been unbearable. Blaine suspected strongly that Kurt had never tried this on his own though. Blaine brought his fingers to Kurt's mouth.
"Suck," he said firmly, and pressed them inside. Kurt's eyes widened with realisation at the request and Blaine felt him shudder a little before he began to tongue Blaine's fingers. Once Blaine deemed that they were wet enough he moved them to meet his other hand at Kurt's ass.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked softly, "Is this really what you want?"
Kurt nodded frantically, struggling to wriggle so that Blaine's hand would meet his hole sooner.
Blaine let his middle finger stroke around the soft skin, relishing in the gasps and breathy little moans Kurt started to let out.
"Okay, baby," Blaine said softly, and began to press his finger gently but firmly into Kurt. Kurt began to hiss, and Blaine felt him tighten around his finger and nearly came in his pants right then.
"You okay?" Blaine asked softly as Kurt tensed a little. He didn't get an answer but Kurt lay down on his chest, kissing his neck softly. "I'll stop if it's hurting you, Kurt. We don't have to do this now," Blaine whispered and prepared to pull his finger back, but Kurt threw out an arm holding him still.
Kurt slowly slid down a little, taking Blaine's finger slowly until there was no more to be had. Then he lay still.
Blaine simply lay still trying desperately to control his urge to plunge his fingers into Kurt and thrust against him again. Kurt felt so hot and wet, and tight around his finger. Blaine didn't know how his cock was ever going to fit in there.
Kurt knew it was going to hurt. He'd known that. He knew that after a while it wouldn't hurt much and he could maybe bear to take it.
He hadn't expected to love it.
It was painful at first, yes, and around his opening was still too tight and virginal, but having Blaine's finger inside him filled an emptiness he hadn't known he'd had. Blaine was too still.
"Fuck, Blaine," Kurt whined, "Move!" he ordered and pressed back against Blaine's fingers, making sure their cocks were still touching.
Blaine curled his finger tentatively, knowing he had to find Kurt's prostate, and having a fair idea of where to find it because of the times he had done this to himself.
Kurt began to press down against Blaine rhythmically as Blaine's finger began to slide in and out a little as he searched.
Kurt suddenly keened in his throat and thrust hard against Blaine.
"Found it!" Blaine grinned at him and began to rub the small spot inside of Kurt.
Kurt felt himself loosen around Blaine's finger at the opening. His finger was a lot more free to move, and Kurt wanted more.
"More, Blaine," Kurt gasped as Blaine pressed into him. Blaine looked up at Kurt. He was falling apart. His hair was completely dishevelled and his cheeks were pink and blotchy.
"Fuck, you're beautiful," Blaine groaned, thrusting up his hips as another finger edged its way into Kurt.
Oh, Kurt thought, as he realised that it was still painful. He'd kind of thought and hoped that the worst was over. Fuck he felt full. Blaine was watching him carefully and Kurt moved on his fingers, beginning to fuck himself on them, waiting for the pain to leave again and waiting to really enjoy it.
Blaine groaned watching Kurt and began to thrust his hips almost unconsciously with the timing of Kurt's. Kurt would press his ass down to swallow more of Blaine's fingers and Blaine would thrust up, pressing them together.
Kurt suddenly felt himself start to lose it. Whatever it was, the combination of Blaine thrusting, Blaine's fingers, whatever Blaine was doing to his prostate right now, and just plain Blaine, was setting Kurt on fire. It had never been like this. He'd come with Blaine before, and he had never been shaking, and gasping and clutching onto him as he fell apart.
For Blaine's part, letting go was relatively easy. Feeling Kurt clench tightly around his fingers and feeling him push down hard and his cock spurting frantically was all Blaine needed and he was sailing over the edge himself, his come seeping through his pants a little to mix with Kurt's as Kurt collapsed on top of him.
"Kurt," Blaine whispered frantically in his ear.
"Mmmm?" He mumbled. His limbs all felt disjointed and he felt like Blaine was the only thing holding his body together.
"Oh, thank god!" Blaine exclaimed, "Baby, I'm trying not to gloat here, but you just passed out for about a minute," he laughed a little.
"Your fingers are gone," Kurt pouted a little as he wriggled into Blaine's neck, "And my pants are back on," he continued forlornly.
"Hey, Kurt?" Blaine whispered as Kurt almost drifted off again. "Just wait for my emergency pass," Blaine chuckled as Kurt took a shuddering breath.
There was a small knock on the door.
"Um, guys? Is it actually safe for me to come in yet? I need my toothbrush at the very least," Rachel called from the door and Blaine went bright red.
"Of course it's okay, Rach, come in!" She tiptoed in with a hand over her eyes jokingly, but removed it when she saw Kurt asleep on Blaine's chest fully clothed. Blaine thought it was lucky she couldn't see the front of their pants.
"Sorry, Rach," Blaine said quietly so as not to disturb Kurt, "I'll wake him up in a minute, he just looks so peaceful," he smiled.
"I'm awake!" Kurt muttered still half unconscious. "Next time, I'm gonna put my fingers up your…"
"Kurt!" Blaine practically shouted, not daring to catch more than a glimpse of Rachel's terrified face, "Time to go home! Rachel wants her room back!" Blaine plastered a desperate smile on his face praying desperately that Rachel hadn't heard that.
"I'm choosing to ignore that, and lets never speak of it again, agreed?" Rachel said softly as Kurt stirred quietly.
"Please?" Blaine agreed desperately as a semi-awake Kurt had started kissing his neck.
Rachel cracked a hint of a smile and gathered up her pyjamas to head off to the shower.