So, yeah. There weren't many Missed Opportunities in "The First Time" – I think they covered everything – so this is going to be a continuation chapter of a moment that I thought was adorable (can you guess from the title?).
But if anyone did catch a Missed Opportunity, then prompt it and I will write it!
Oh, and though I'm sure everyone knows which scene this is, I feel as though I should warn that this chapter contains mentions of adult themes (NOT smut, I swear) and if you aren't comfortable with that, then I highly suggest skipping this chapter.
PS: I'm kind of sad that I haven't gotten many reviews for the last two chapters. Come on people, I'm only 27 (at last count) away from 600. I know we can do it!
Here's Chapter Fifty-One: Layers
Kurt lay on Blaine's bed, watching his boyfriend dance to some 70s music that was unfamiliar to Kurt. "God. Roxy music makes me want to build a time machine just so I can go back to the 70s and give Brian Ferry a high five." The words were barely registering with Kurt because the way Blaine was moving his hips was… very distracting, to say the least. It made him just want to… well, it made him want to jump his boyfriend.
But they hadn't gotten to that point yet and Kurt couldn't help but wonder if it was starting to frustrate Blaine as much as it was him.
But that wasn't just something you could…
"Do you think I'm boring?" he asked and then vowed to have a conversation with his tongue and brain later about thinking words over before they came tumbling out of his mouth.
Blaine, apparently, didn't seem to understand what Kurt's words meant because he started to laugh. "Are you crazy? You are the single most interesting kid in all of Ohio." Well, that wasn't exactly hard considering most of the kids in Ohio were cut from the same Stepford mold.
"I mean like… sexually," he explained, though he wasn't exactly sure why. Seriously, Blaine was oblivious to what was going on, which gave Kurt the perfect opportunity to drop the topic. But his brain and tongue seemed to be out to get him today. So he sat up and kept talking because he was in too deep not to. "I mean, we are playing it very safe by not granting our hands visas to travel south of the equator."
Blaine continued to dance, which was not helping Kurt's current situation. "Oh. I-I thought that's what we wanted."
"It is." Blaine looked at him with an "okay, so what's your point?" kind of look. "I'm just wondering, have you ever had the urge to just rip off each other's clothes and get dirty?" Like I want to right now, he didn't add out loud.
There was a short pause, during which Kurt was sure he'd said the wrong thing and freaked Blaine out. "Uh… yeah." Wait… what? Did he just say… "But that's why they invented masturbation." Again… what? There was no way that his boyfriend – his very dapper and gentleman-y boyfriend – had basically just admitted that he masturbated.
And that set off a bunch of images in Kurt's brain of Blaine… doing that and it made him want him all that much more.
Kurt could feel the blush creeping onto his cheeks and to try and cover up the fact that he'd just been thinking about Blaine like that, he played it off as him being uncomfortable with the idea of anything sex-related. "It's so hot in this room. Could we – could we open up a window?"
Blaine laughed again and Kurt was very impressed with his acting skills. Well, it was either that or Blaine was even more oblivious that Kurt thought. It was probably the second one, but Kurt was going to pretend it was the first – his ego could use the boost. "Hey, I'm serious," he said, finally putting an end to his distracting dancing and climbing into the bed next to Kurt. "We're young. We're in high school. And, yeah, we have urges," Oh, you have no idea, "but whatever we do, I want to make sure that you're comfortable. So I can be comfortable." Well, that was extremely sweet. When Blaine said things like that, it just reminded Kurt of how much he loved him. "And besides, tearing off all of your clothes is sort of a tall order."
Kurt smiled. "Because of the layers?" he asked playfully, going back to the first time he and Blaine had gone shirtless. "God, Kurt. Why do you have to have so many layers?" Blaine had asked in frustration as he attempted to make Kurt as shirtless as he already was.
"Because of the layers," Blaine responded, smiling. He took Kurt's face between his hands and gave him a quick, chaste kiss that sent a rush of adrenaline through Kurt's already hormone-filled veins.
He wanted more.
"So," Blaine continued, not knowing what he'd just done to Kurt. He sat back on his feet and looked at Kurt, smiling like a perfect little angel. "What do you want to do now? I was thinking that we could… umph."
Kurt didn't let him finish his thought because he couldn't stand being this close to Blaine and not be kissing him any longer. Blaine hesitated for only a second, but started to kiss Kurt back hungrily.
Blaine pushed him back against the headboard, straddling him. Kurt moaned into the kiss, which Blaine took as an opportunity to force his tongue into the older boy's mouth. While Blaine explored Kurt's mouth, the other boy started to toy with the hem of his t-shirt, tracing his boyfriend's abs lightly. Blaine shivered under the touch and Kurt smiled into their kiss – he loved it when he could get Blaine all vulnerable like this.
Blaine started to fumble with Kurt's tie, his nonverbal signal for "these shirts need to go". Kurt quickly complied, tugging Blaine's shirt over his head. He stared at the very familiar, yet so very breathtaking expanse that was his boyfriend's upper body.
It was that sight that pushed Kurt over the edge. He attached his mouth to Blaine's neck, biting and sucking, wanting to leave a mark so the whole world knew that this near-perfect boy was taken and that he was all Kurt's.
"Kurt," Blaine breathed and Kurt pulled back, looking at him. "As… wonderful as that feels, it is a bit distracting." He motioned downwards and that was when Kurt realized that he was still wearing his shirt, though his tie was a bit askew.
He laughed and said, "You want some help?" before unknotting his tie and throwing it aside while Blaine worked on the buttons of his cardigan.
"God, Kurt," Blaine repeated, just like every time they did this. "Why do you have so many layers?"
"It's the price I pay for fashion."
"Fashion sucks," Blaine mumbled, concentrating on Kurt's button down.
"What was that?" Kurt asked, his tone indicating that if Blaine said anything other than what Kurt wanted him to, then he would put all of his clothes back on and walk out of that door.
"…I love you?"
"Good boy."
Blaine finally managed to undo all of Kurt's buttons and he shrugged out of the shirt before pressing his bare chest to Blaine's. They went back to kissing, hands running over chests, abs, and back, constantly moving.
But then Blaine's hands got a little adventurous and started to travel closer to the waistband of Kurt's jeans. Kurt, who wasn't ready for that just yet, reached out and captured Blaine's hands in his own. "Sorry to be such a cockblock, but… I – I'm just not ready for… that yet." He was starting to come off the high that came with Blaine's kiss and he was a bit shaken.
"Don't apologize for that. Ever." Blaine climbed off of Kurt and leaned up against the headboard. "Seriously, Kurt. I meant what I said before – I'm not comfortable unless you're comfortable." Kurt smiled and leaned into Blaine, his ear pressed against his bare chest, listening to the soothing sound of his heartbeat.
There was a slightly awkward, yet totally comfortable silence that was only broken when Kurt said, "So, what do you want to do now?"
Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist and pulled them even closer together. "Can we just lie here?" Kurt tangled their legs together, wanting to make them one person.
"Sounds good to me." Then it was quiet again, Kurt listening to the steady rhythm of Blaine's heart while Blaine had his chin resting on the top of Kurt's head.
As they lay there, Kurt started to doze off, since he'd had such a long day and Blaine was so comfy. Right before he fell asleep, he heard Blaine say, "Oh, and by the way, I love your layers."
"Of course you do," he mumbled before slipping into a dreamless sleep.
So it's 3:22 AM EST and I'm beyond tired, so I'm not even sure what this is, but all I know is that it's as close to smut as you're gonna get from me.
Remember, if you have any prompts from "The First Time" – or any prompts at all – leave them in a review.
Next up, my "Mash-Off" chapter. One word: Dodgeball.
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