So, as stated in the summary, this was a commissioned work for the lovely Jessica. She graciously decided to share with everyone and this is the final result! We hope you all enjoy and thank you once again to Jessica! Thank you for the wonderful idea! It was so much fun! May it give you all the feelings.
Also, Finn is alive in this because we can do whatever we want lol
Warnings: cursing, explicit sex scene that includes some light bondage (everything is consensual), blowjob, and dirty talk.
"Kurt Hummel-Anderson. Get in the car."
"But are you sure-"
"They will be fine!" Blaine opened the car door for his husband and all but shoved him in before checking his watch. Good. They would have just enough time if the left right now, which they could not do if Kurt drug his feet any more.
Blaine rounded to the driver's seat and climbed in. He buckled his seat belt and ignored the heated stare he felt being aimed his way. He could see Kurt's arms crossed out of the corner of his eye, but he refused to cower. He deserved this night.
"I am not being ridiculous," Kurt snapped. "They are my children. I am allowed to worry about their well being. In fact, it's frowned upon to not worry about them. They have not been away from us for months, so excuse me if I am a little hesitant to leave them."
Blaine sighed and finally looked at his husband. He was dressed impeccably as usual in one of his well-fitted suits. Blaine always loved when he wore that particular one because of the way the navy and grey color of it made his eyes stand out beautifully. His hair was artfully tousled as usual, but his mouth was twisted in a frown and he was glaring across at his husband in stark contrast to the put-together look he had going. However, due to all the years of knowing him, Blaine noted the shininess of Kurt's eyes and how his lip trembled slightly. All signs he was about to break down. He softened immediately and reached over to cup Kurt's jaw.
"Hey, it's okay. Look, your feelings are valid, but sweetie, it's been months since we had a proper date night! I really want to spend some time alone with you when we aren't having to clean up messes or worry about work or do chores. Finn is going to take good care of the kids. It will be fine."
"But he can be so daft!" Kurt sniffed. "You didn't know him during Baby-Gate in high school, but he thought he got someone pregnant with a hot tub!"
"That was high school," Blaine replied, stroking Kurt's smooth cheek. "He's responsible for a room full of teenagers all through the week. They have pizza and all our numbers and they are going to have a blast with their Uncle Finn. I promise it will be fine." Blaine leaned over and pressed a tender kiss to Kurt's lips. "You are such a good dad to our children, but I really want to spend time with my sexy husband. Please?"
Sniffling once more but cracking a small smile, Kurt nodded. "Okay. I'll try to relax."
"Okay." Blaine gave him a dazzling smile and another kiss, firmer this time. He started the car happily and backed out of Finn's driveway.
Kurt gave one last look at his step-brother's small house and faced forward, eyes on the road in front of them. Although he was still nervous about leaving his kids, Kurt could acknowledge it had been too long since they had some time to themselves. He patted his pocket, the contents making him feel a bit ridiculous. He wasn't sure anything like that would actually happen, but he was prepared just in case he got the chance to sneak away with Blaine.
The whole school year had seen them in nonstop meetings, school activities, and holidays with the kids. They finally had gotten an opportunity to come to Ohio to spend time with Burt, Carole, and Finn when they got the call about the reunion. Blaine had been so excited when he heard they were rebuilding Dalton after the fire. While they couldn't replace everything they had lost at the historic school, they had done their best to restore it to its former glory.
Kurt glanced over at Blaine who had turned on music, casually bouncing to the beat of some popular song on the radio and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. His heart swelled in his chest at the sight as he remembered how he had begged Kurt to go with him.
"Kurt! You're technically alumni too, so of course you're welcome!"
"But I didn't even go a whole year!"
"Once a Warbler, always a Warbler. The guys loved you!"
Kurt had scoffed. "Probably not after I stole their lead singer away."
"They understood that I was in love. Still am." Blaine had tipped Kurt's head down so he could kiss him. "I have a plus one anyway, so no one can say anything. Pleeeeease go with me?"
Of course, Kurt had relented. No one could resist Blaine Hummel-Anderson when he pulled out his secret weapon: the puppy dog eyes. Kurt would never forgive him for passing those down to their daughter. She would be spoiled rotten.
They thought their plans had been dashed when Carole got the call that morning that her sister was in the hospital. They were close and she immediately wanted to leave to go be with her. Burt knew she shouldn't be driving with the emotional state she was in. They apologized profusely, but Kurt insisted they go and let them know as soon as possible how she was. Thankfully she was all right, but Blaine was upset he was going to have to go alone no matter how he tried to disguise it.
Finn had been over, eating a disgustingly large bowl of Fruit Loops after devouring a stack of pancakes and had immediately volunteered to watch the kids.
"I appreciate what you are trying to do, but it's not necessary. I'll stay here and Blaine can go visit with his friends," Kurt had informed him firmly as he began to tidy the kitchen. Burt and Carole had gone upstairs to pack and Blaine was puttering around despondently in the back yard. He had excused himself after Kurt had told Carole not to worry about watching the children.
"Look, I know I haven't been around the kids all the time, but I really want some quality time with my niece and nephew. Come on, I can do this!"
"Finn…"
Then their daughter had turned her traitorous eyes on him. "Let us stay with Uncle Finn, daddy! Pleeease?" A dark curl had twisted out of her pony tail and stuck to the syrup coating the side of her face.
"Yeah, don't you want us to spend quality time with our Uncle?" his son agreed. One of the few times he actually agreed with his sister. His blue eyes that mirrored his own glowed back at him and he showed all his teeth in a devious smile. Well, the teeth he had left. There were several gaps. "It's important for our emotional growth to build other familial relationships outside of you and daddy."
Kurt reminded himself to restrict his son's access to the library. He was getting too crafty for his own good. A few weeks ago, he almost lost his shit when the boy had sat Blaine and himself down for a power point presentation as to why they should be allowed to get a dog.
"I am sure it will be fine," Blaine chimed in from the back door. Apparently he had been listening. Kurt arched an eyebrow and Blaine rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I have faith in Finn."
"See?" Finn grinned widely and gathered up the Hummel-Anderson children who giggled at his squishing. "One night away will be fine!"
Kurt took in all the hopeful faces and sighed, exasperated. "Fine. You can stay with Finn."
Cheers went up as Finn gave Kurt a reassuring grin. "Don't worry! We can play games and- ooh! I'll teach them how to play drums!"
"You absolutely will not."
Of course Kurt had relented since they were all begging him. It had seemed very important to Blaine and he did miss date nights with his husband.
Blaine was singing softly now. Kurt smiled and curled his fingers over Blaine's hand resting on the console. He looked confused at first, but beamed when he realized Kurt was holding his hand. He lifted their joined hands and kissed Kurt's knuckles. He determined to have a great night and relax. They deserved it.
After parking and appreciating how much the new outside looked similar to the old one, they made their way through the front entrance and greeted a few old classmates with friendly waves. Blaine's face rivaled fireworks in the night sky as they walked through the corridors hand in hand.
"Oh Kurt! It's Mr. Smith's room! Well, it was. Remember we had English together in there and we got in trouble passing notes?" Blaine peeked into the room before tugging Kurt along in excitement. The action caused him to feel a sense of déjà vu as he smiled at his giddy husband. "Look! There is the cafe where I took you after catching you being the worst spy in existence. Ow!" Blaine rubbed his arm where Kurt had playfully punched him.
"Hey, I was going through a lot."
"You were so adorable."
Kurt rolled his eyes and caught sight of a doorway that led to another place that made his heart thump faster.
"Babe, can we go to the stair-"
"Blaine! Kurt! Oh my god! It's so great to see you!" Both men were hugged simultaneously by Wes who was dressed sharply in a sleek back suit.
"Dr. Montgomery!" Blaine squeezed Wes while still holding onto Kurt's hand. "How are you? How's the other Dr. Montgomery?"
"Oh, Sara's great! We're great. She's in there with everybody else." He motioned for them to follow him and they did.
"God, David did such a great job with the rebuild," Kurt said, still eyeing everything in sight. "It looks so close to the original. I keep thinking it is."
"He was so excited when he got the job," Wes replied, nodding. "He took it very seriously. He poured over the original blueprints for almost a month trying to get every detail perfect. He wanted everything exactly how it was before with a few minor upgrades."
"Well, he did it."
As they approached two crisply painted doors, Kurt could hear the buzz of many voices behind it mingled with laughter and the clink of dishes. He took a deep steadying breath before walking through, Blaine's hand in his.
Several cheers went up at the sight of Wes, Kurt, and Blaine. A short, dark haired woman in a simple, but elegant red gown made her way through the crowd to plant a light kiss on Wes' cheek. "Hello, boys! It's so nice to see you again! I'm sorry I wasn't much fun the last time we all got together."
Wes tucked her into his side. "Dear, no one can call you a wet blanket after delivering quadruplets on the end of a twelve hour shift."
"Yes, we definitely understood," Blaine put in with his effortless charm.
Kurt nodded in agreement. "It's nice to get to see you though. I love your gown."
Her lovely smile spread even further as she pulled away from Wes and did a little spin. "Thank you! I barely had any time to shop, but luckily I found this."
"You looks stunning," Kurt agreed.
"Makes you wonder what she's doing with Wes."
David strolled up and clapped a hand on Wes' shoulder which he smirked at.
"I could say the same for Evelyn," Wes retorted before accepting one of the drinks David had brought him. He handed the other to Sara.
"Oh please. I look amazing." He glanced up at Kurt and Blaine and broke out into a wide grin. "As do you gentlemen! Hey everyone!" he yelled. "Kurt and Blaine are here!"
Cheers and hoots were called out all around the room and the couple waved back.
Another woman who they recognized as David's wife glided up to his side and he immediately wrapped an arm around her waist. She was a few inches taller than David and her forrest green gown set off her eyes like hazel jewels. She greeted everyone warmly and sipped from her glass.
"David, you really outdid yourself," Blaine said as he gestured to his surroundings. "Kurt and I were saying how much it looks like the original."
The corner of David's mouth lifted and he did a little bow. "Why thank you. I wanted to be just right."
"He's not lying," Evelyn purred. "I felt like I lived with a ghost while he was working on this." She made a faux pouty face that David kissed off. She continued. "It was worse than the time David and Wes got that drone they played with for days! You remember that Sara?"
Sara nodded and everyone laughed.
The conversation moved on to David's latest project and Kurt surreptitiously checked his watch. "I'm going to call and check on the kids," Kurt whispered to his husband. Blaine responded with a sweet kiss to his jaw.
"Let me. Tonight I don't want you to worry. Just relax and catch up with everyone, okay?"
Kurt nodded and watched Blaine disappear back into the hallway they arrived in. He decided a drink was in order and happily grabbed a glass of champagne off of a passing server's trays. It was delicious. It figured somewhere as fancy as Dalton would serve expensive champagne at a class reunion. He would have to be careful since champagne made him quite tipsy.
"Kurt! Oh wow, man! It's so nice to see you!" Kurt almost spilled his drink as a blond whirlwind galloped over and attacked him with a bone-crushing bear hug.
"Hey Jeff," Kurt wheezed while trying to keep his glass upright. "How are you?"
Jeff pulled back so Kurt could see the dazzling grin on his face. "Oh just great! I've been working at my dance studio, but I love it so it's barely like work. Nicky here has been killing it at his job too! Haven't you, babe?"
The brunet nodded, always the quieter of the two and gave Kurt a much less painful hug.
"I heard about your Webby," Kurt said. Nick's cheeks went a little pink.
"He's just that amazing," Jeff bragged proudly. He nudged Kurt with his elbow. "You aren't doing to shabby yourself I hear. Congrats on your clothing line. A designer as well as a fantastic actor. Look at you go."
Kurt preened a little at the praise and realized his glass was now empty. He frowned at it as Jeff started going off on a rant about how someone at Nick's work tried to sabotage him. The empty glass was whisked from his hand and replaced with a full one. Kurt gave Nick a questioning look and he smiled back.
"You look like you need this."
"How could you tell?" Kurt asked before taking a sip.
"I get nervous too," Nick responded quietly.
"Anyway," Jeff decided to wrap up his tirade. "Where is your lovely husband? Please tell me y'all are still together or I won't believe in love anymore!"
"Babe," Nick chided fondly. "You're being a tad dramatic again."
Jeff shrugged and grinned widely. "Excuse me! They were always my favorite ship!"
"The ship is fine," Kurt replied with a shake of his head. "Blaine went to check on the kids. My brother is watching them."
Just as Jeff was about to respond, a smarmy voice interrupted.
"Why, if it isn't Snow White the Wonder twink! Have your balls dropped yet?" Sebastian Smythe strolled up with a half glass of champagne and a nasty smirk. "I guess they invited everyone who even breathed the air here to the reunion. You were only here for what, ten weeks? Eh, who cares. Where's Frodo?"
Kurt drained his glass. "Hello, Sebastian. Doing well and not choking on your drink I hope?" Kurt remarked dryly.
A barking laugh erupted from Sebastian's chest and he smacked Kurt on the back the way his dad or Finn might. Kurt Hummel did not appreciate it, however, and he scowled at the other man.
"Relax, Hummel! I'm just trying to get a rise out of you! Like old times!" His eyes danced with a mischievous light as Kurt moved out of his reach. "I'm not as big of an ass as I was in high school. Although I wouldn't say no to a threesome with you and the sexiest dwarf in existence." He glanced around, looking for Blaine. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Like, me and Blaine, but you outside the room. With the door closed."
Kurt accepted another glass from Nick and drained that one as well. Jeff slung an arm around Sebastian's shoulders.
"So, Seb! I hear you've been working with your dad?"
When a kiss was dropped on his cheek by a pair of familiar lips, Kurt turned into Blaine's arms. "How are they?"
"Fine, sweetheart." Blaine linked his hands around Kurt's waist. "They were playing Twister with Finn and only cheating a little bit. Have you been drinking?" He brushed a finger along Kurt's cheek. "You're all pink."
Kurt only grinned and kissed Blaine's lips. The sounds of gagging caused them both to look over at Sebastian.
"Ah! Thanks for finally noticing others in the room. It's nice to see you, Anderson!" He gave Blaine a hug, which the shorter man returned, but he did have to smack Sebastian's hand away from his butt.
Kurt glared at Sebastian who blinked back innocently.
"It's Hummel-Anderson now, Sebastian," Blaine informed him as he gave Kurt a look of adoration. Sebastian waved away his explanation in favor of sipping more champagne.
Jeff clapped his hands together as several other Warblers began to congregate together.
"Okay! Time to liven this party up! I say we do some shots!" Jeff glanced around for approval.
"Do we even have anything to do shots with, babe?" Nick said gently. Jeff frowned and then snapped his fingers. "How about we just get more champagne and play a drinking game! We can look up old Warbler videos and take a drink every time Wes uses his gavel or Blaine jumps on the furniture!"
Wes' eyes thinned at Jeff's idea and Blaine sputtered indignantly. "I did not jump on the furniture that much!"
"Oh please. You were like an untrainable puppy when it came to the furniture."
"Oh yeah!" Blaine retorted. "Let's take a drink every time Jeff makes eyes at Nick and he doesn't notice." Kurt snorted into his glass.
A few of the others laughed. It was no secret that it took Nick awhile to even realize Jeff was flirting with him. Nick's cheeks pinked in embarrassment.
"Whatever," Jeff said and pulled Nick closer to his body. "I have him now so that's all that matters. He wasn't the only oblivious doofus though, I think it's worth mentioning."
It was Blaine's turn to scowl at Jeff who grinned mischievously. "Come on guys! Let's go! There's a TV in the old Warbler room!"
"It's the new Warbler room now," David said with a puffed out chest. "Exactly the same as the old one, but with more modern conveniences."
"Let's do it!" Sebastian chimed in and wrapped an arm each around Blaine and Kurt. They traded slightly annoyed glances and all followed David to the Warbler room.
Things escalated quickly from there.
A few Warbler videos turned into drunken judging of other show choirs they found on YouTube until Jeff excitedly hopped up only stumbling a bit.
"Oooh! Hey!" Jeff slurred. "I know! Let's get our Warbler blazers and ties on and put on a show! I still remember all the choreography!"
"But we don't have any," Wes frowned, blinking slowly. "My old ones are at home in my-" he hiccuped. "Closet."
"Ooooh!" David shot up from his seat. "I know where they keep them! I built it, duh!" He beckoned them to a closet down the hall. A few giggles and titters followed as they all donned the new blazers and ties.
Blaine didn't miss the way Kurt's eyes lit up when he wound the tie around his neck and the heated drag of his husbands eyes down his chest as he took in the complete look. He distinctly remembered a conversation about how hot Kurt had found his prep boy look when he was younger…
"Lookin' sexy, Anderson." Sebastian winked sloppily and swayed a little. Apparently he had a lot to drink as well. "Oops, I mean Handerson. How about you and me go find an empty classroom and play teacher and naughty student?"
"Sebastian, Sebastian." Kurt clicked his tongue. "When will you realize he's mine and will never be yours? The only one that will be punishing Blaine is me." His eyes blazed as he grabbed Blaine by the tie and yanked him from the room. Blaine went willingly, definitely wanting to do things to his husband away from prying eyes. The others were distracted because they were arguing about what song they would re-enact, so Kurt and Blaine slipped away easily without questions.
The next thing Blaine knew, he was shoved into an empty classroom and followed by Kurt who shut and locked the door. He then turned, slowly undoing his tie from his throat. Blaine watched every move his nimble fingers made intently, getting more and more excited every second. They had sex regularly, of course, but most of the time they were limited to how loud they could be since their daughter was a light sleeper most and extremely curious. Sometimes they would go to hotels or let the kids spend the night with friends, but lately things had been kind of crazy. Blaine licked his lips as Kurt pulled the tie from his collar, the silk whispering against his shirt. They could be caught any moment and the thought made Blaine's heart race. He had to try and keep his cool.
"What are you doing?" he asked even though he knew good and well what Kurt had on his mind. They had done things like this occasionally in the past. Blaine blinked slowly, his eyes widening at the tie Kurt was running through his fingers.
"Oh, I think you know exactly what I'm doing," Kurt said firmly. He finally looked up from his tie and Blaine went a little weak in his knees at his scorching gaze. Kurt slapped the tie against his palm. "Why don't you tell me?"
Blaine swallowed hard and backed up into a desk. He fell back against it as Kurt slowly came towards him, still slapping the tie against his hand. "You think it's a good idea to have sex here?" Blaine whispered. Kurt was so close now and an excited smile slipped before he carefully fixed his face again. Kurt caught the smile and grinned back before his eyes went hard.
"What I think is that a good fuck might loosen you up? Wouldn't it, baby?" Kurt stroked Blaine's cheek with the tip of the tie and then slid it down to his lips. Blaine shivered as the soft tie tickled his skin and his husband drew closer to his face. "Answer me, baby."
Blaine nodded hard and Kurt chuckled darkly. His lips were so close to his that he could feel his hot breath against them. Blaine closed his eyes, waiting for Kurt to claim his mouth with a bruising kiss. But nothing happened.
"Say it out loud, Blaine. Tell me exactly what you want."
Blaine opened his eyes and almost whimpered at how Kurt was looking at him, like he could set him on fire with just his eyes. This was going to be amazing. Kurt dug into his pocket and slipped out a bottle of lube and a condom and Blaine almost blacked out. He had thought ahead it seemed. God, he loved him.
"I'm still waiting, Blaine. And you know how much I hate waiting."
"Fuck me. Please, baby."
Finally, Blaine was grabbed by his hair and his head was tilted back a bit roughly so that Kurt could seal his mouth over Blaine's. Blaine felt his knees go to jelly and he kissed Kurt back just as dirty as he was getting. He accepted Kurt's tongue as it thrust in and out of his mouth and he sucked on it, drawing a moan from Kurt which shot straight through him. He felt his husband's hands slip from his hair and slide down to his collar, deftly unbuttoning his shirt and pulling off his own tie. Blaine pulled at Kurt's blazer, his hands shaking a bit in anticipation as they continued to suck each other's lips and tangle their tongues together. The next thing Blaine knew, he was completely topless and his pants were being unbuttoned. He tried to do the same for Kurt, who was down to just his open shirt and pants, but his wrists were snatched away in a vise-like grip.
"Naughty. I think you need to learn who's in control right now," Kurt teased into his next kisses. Kurt's tie was wound around his wrists and tightened just enough to where he couldn't get away. He whimpered into Kurt's mouth and nipped at his lips.
"Why don't you show me instead?" Blaine challenged and enjoyed the wicked grin that spilt Kurt's face. He was kissed deeply once again before Kurt's mouth left his lips and began to travel down his neck and chest. He whined sharply as his nipple was nipped and then soothed over with a lick. "Please fuck me. Kurt, baby, please I need you."
"Shhh, I've got you. But you are getting too loud…" He grabbed Blaine's tie from the desk, stuffing it into his mouth and tying it behind his head. Blaine whimpered into the gag and bit down on the slick surface. Kurt traced his finger over the tie and down Blaine's chin, then up his jawline. "Comfy?" He said it in the same tone he had been using, commanding and bossy, but Blaine knew he was making sure Blaine wanted to carry on with this little game. He nodded vigorously, definitely enjoying himself. As if Kurt couldn't see the effect he was having on him.
As if he could read Blaine's mind, Kurt's gaze slid to his tented dress pants that were partially undone and smirked. Kurt was still wearing his shirt open and his pants, but Blaine hoped they would be coming off soon too so he could enjoy the sight of his husband's glorious body.
"I think we should do something about this," he taunted as he squeezed Blaine through his pants. Blaine grunted in response and ground into Kurt's hand, but it was quickly removed. Blaine growled.
Suddenly, it made sense why Kurt had left his pants on as he hit his knees and slowly dragged down Blaine's pants and underwear. Blaine watched with eager eyes, making a strangled sound when his erection popped free and was licked from the base to the tip. Kurt pushed him farther onto the desk and then scratched down Blaine's thighs. It stung a little, but the way Kurt kissed each side had him melting. With another hungry look, Kurt sucked the tip of his dick into his mouth and gently caressed his balls. Blaine could only clench his bound wrists and bite his gag at the feeling of entering Kurt's tight, warm mouth. Kurt swallowed him down expertly, using his tongue to stroke the shaft up and down as he continued to suck the tip. Blaine made happy little noises behind the tie and relaxed under the attentions of his husband who had slowly removed his shirt and was balling it up. Blaine didn't realize what he was doing until the shirt was shoved behind his head and he was pushed backwards onto the desk and he was laying completely flat. Kurt licked up his dick once more and slid off, much to Blaine's dismay, he was about to plead with his eyes when Kurt spread his legs apart and clicked open the lube.
"I need you to relax for me," Kurt said as he dripped some of the lube onto his fingers. He slicked the glistening fluid along his fingers, causing Blaine to wriggle with impatience. "My, someone is demanding. Are you going to be good for me and let me open you up?"
Blaine agreed readily, his words muffled by the tie which drew a devilish giggle from Kurt as he lowered himself to his knees again. "Such a good boy," he whispered against Blaine's stomach before kissing it and sinking down on his hard cock once again. Blaine moaned appreciatively at the continued attention and then arched up off the desk with pleasure as a slick finger was eased into him. Kurt pushed his arms back when he tried to wind his fingers in Kurt's hair while the other hand worked magic. He started out slow, excruciatingly slow, but bobbed up and down on Blaine's dick so that he almost could forget the teasing. But soon Kurt slowed down his head movement too until only the tip of his tongue was tracing the vein along his dick.
Blaine tried to meet Kurt's thrusts with his own, but the arm holding his wrists moved to pin down his writhing hips as well. Blaine growled again and Kurt chuckled at his obvious frustration.
"What's wrong, baby? Am I not going fast enough for you?" He leaned over Blaine's sweaty body and tugged the tie from his mouth. The finger inside him stilled, but stayed where it was. "Tell me what you want, Blaine."
Blaine thought of all the things he could ask for. His desperation subsided a little and love flipped his stomach. It might be silly to get all gooey at this moment in the middle of their little game, but he just couldn't help it. He was just so madly in love with this man that he could only ask for one thing. "Kiss me?" His voice was slightly hoarse from an the noises he had been making. Kurt's stern expression slipped a little at the request and an equally sweet smile replaced it.
"Of course," he said softly before pressing his lips to Blaine's. This kiss was different. This one was tender and gentle and full of all the love they had been sharing over the last several years. Kurt pulled away from Blaine and then pressed his forehead to his. "We can stop this if you want," he said, indicating his bound hands with his chin. "I'm having fun, but if you'd rather-"
"No!" Blaine almost shouted it, but quieted himself at the last second. He grinned a bit sheepishly at Kurt. "Sorry. No, I want to keep going. Just wanted a kiss first."
Kurt closed his eyes and smiled at him before giving him another sweet kiss. "I love you," he murmured against his mouth before all the sudden nipping Blaine's bottom lip. The stern, commanding look had returned as the tie was shoved roughly back into Blaine's mouth. Blaine had yelped at the bite and was one again moaning into the gag as Kurt slid his finger in and out once again. "Now, I'm going to give you two fingers since you've been so good for me. Would you like that?"
Blaine nodded and bit down on the tie as two fingers were thrusted into him. Kurt's eyes glowed with hunger as he watched Blaine twist on top of the desk. Once Blaine realized Kurt was enjoying himself, Blaine put on a bigger show for him, staring him in the eye as he spread his legs wider and panted against the gag.
Kurt bit his lip and moaned, his hand snaking down to rub himself through his pants. "God, you sound so pretty. I think you deserve a reward for that, don't you?"
Before he could answer, Kurt was swallowing his dick again, hollowing out his cheeks and blowing him steadily all while he continued to finger him. Blaine bucked into every plunge and felt himself creeping closer to the edge. He had been getting more and more turned on the longer they went, which was Kurt's specialty. He really liked to take his time and make sure Blaine was about to go crazy with want before he let him come. He closed his eyes, just feeling everything when a third finger was added and then the warmth of Kurt's talented mouth was gone. He blinked up at his mean, mean husband and scowled at the grin he was getting.
"Now, now. Don't be upset. You can't come yet." Kurt fingered him faster, feeling how Blaine was relaxing for him. His free hand stroked up Blaine's slick thigh and then across his stomach. "I want to bend you over the desk, just like I used to fantasize about when we were in school together."
Blaine mumbled something that sounded a lot like, "You're going to kill me" into the tie and Kurt chuckled lowly.
"Don't tell me you didn't think about that too," Kurt replied as he twisted his fingers a certain way that had Blaine shaking and pleasure shooting through his body. "I know you wanted me to suck your dick during Warbler practice or fuck me in your dorm, didn't you?" He continued as he stretched Blaine a little quicker. He knew his husband wasn't going to last too much longer and he would be lying if he said he wasn't about to die from the lack of friction as well. "Maybe you fantasized about this. Maybe you wanted to tie me up with your tie and have your way with me."
"Mmph," was all Blaine could respond with. His eyes fluttered and he strained against the tie at his wrists.
Kurt pinched Blaine's nipple and rolled it in between his fingers, the answering cry making him palm himself again. After a little more stretching, Blaine was on the verge of sobbing and Kurt stood up. He pushed down his pants and underwear in one go, Blaine watching the entire time and enjoying the newly exposed skin if the way he stared was any indication.
Kurt opened the condom with his teeth and rolled it onto his throbbing dick. Blaine spread his legs wider scooting as close to the edge of the desk as he could. They both said a prayer that it was sturdy. Kurt flipped Blaine over and lined himself up carefully before slowly easing into him. His husband bent over as far as he could and gasped in relief as he finally got what he had been wanting. Kurt laid his chest flush against Blaine's sweaty back as he wrapped his arms under Blaine's arms, grasping his shoulders. Once he was in position, he jerked his hips into Blaine's and the man screamed in pleasure. He panted muffled things into the tie and Kurt fucked him hard and fast, giving them both what they needed after drawing it out so long. Blaine clutched the edge of the desk as Kurt's thighs slapped against his and Kurt's breath blew hot against Blaine's earlobe and neck. Kurt shifted slightly making Blaine shake in pleasure as he hit the perfect spot.
"I know baby," Kurt rasped into Blaine's ear. "You're so good for me. You look so beautiful like this. You can come for me."
He screamed silently for what felt like forever as he came all over the desk and then Kurt's hand as he stroked him through it. The desk squeaked precariously and wobbled as Kurt fucked Blaine faster, chasing his own release. Blaine was a panting mess, but he clenched over Kurt's dick as hard as he could and that was all it took for Kurt to dig his nails into Blaine's shoulders and thrust erratically. He muttered incoherently as he came into the condom, his hips finally slowing until they stopped and he shakily let go of Blaine.
They both slid into the floor in a sweaty, sticky heap on top of their clothes. Well, sort of. Blaine noted a little absent-mindedly that they had apparently scooted the desk quite a ways. He also had kind of forgotten the ties in his mouth and around his hands until they were being gently undone and pulled off. He lifted his head tiredly and gave Kurt a weak smile.
"Thanks. I don't know about you, but I feel better now." He gestured vaguely at them amidst the disheveled room.
Kurt huffed out an exhausted laugh and draped a sweaty arm over his eyes. "You're welcome. I needed this too. It's been so long since we did something that spontaneous."
Blaine scooted over to Kurt and snuggled into his side, burrowing his face into Kurt's rapidly cooling neck. Kurt threw his other arm over Blaine's shoulder and twisted his fingers into his curling hair.
"I know right? I've missed it." He kissed Kurt's neck, then his cheek. "We are always so busy, but coming back here just reminded me of how everything started."
Kurt hummed in agreement. "Me too. It wasn't too much was it?"
"No," Blaine sighed happily. He lifted his head to look into Kurt's eyes. "That was amazing."
They smiled into the next kiss, but jumped up as the door was shoved open. Jeff fell into the room, stumbling back up again as Blaine and Kurt grabbed at their clothes to try and cover up.
"Hey! There you guys are!" He smiled drunkenly, his tie askew and hair ruffled. He blinked and finally noticed the scene around him and his smile turned into a cheeky grin. "What have you been up to, eh?"
Kurt sighed, exasperated as Blaine tried to cool his rapidly heating face.
They would never hear the end of this.
After they made Jeff leave the room and set it to rights, Kurt and Blaine replaced their clothing and silently agreed to have the ties and blazers they used dry cleaned or just outright buy them. A glint in Kurt's eye made Blaine decide the second option would be more fun in the long run. Maybe he could do the tying up next time…
When they went back to the Warbler room, they got a few knowing looks and lewd comments, (mostly from Jeff and Sebastian) but surprisingly everyone had dissolved into drunken shenanigans. A few were using a karaoke machine and serenading each other or their significant others while David had declared that it was time to play hide-and-seek.
"Okay, here's how it's gonna go," he said as he propped a leg up on a coffee table like he was Captain Morgan or something. "We all turn the lights off-"
"But how will we see?" Jeff interjected.
"Um, if you have questions, please raise your hand," Wes reprimanded.
Jeff raised his hand and David nodded to him. "Yes Jeff?"
"If we turn the lights off how will we see?"
David stroked his chin for a second, then snapped his fingers. "We need flashlights!"
"There isn't going to be enough for everyone," Nick put in. After getting a look from Wes, he raised his hand.
"Let's hide and THEN turn off the lights!" Sara exclaimed after raising her hand. Everyone clapped as her suggestion.
"That's my wife!" Wes grinned. "She's got one sexy brain!"
"Okay, okay. So we've established how we are going to hide, but who's going to be it first?" Jeff asked.
"I vote Blaine go first and be blindfolded. I'll take my pants off and he can seek me with his hands," Sebastian garbled as he leered at Blaine.
Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose, his husband hiding behind him so Sebastian couldn't get him.
David shushed them all. "It's my game so I'm it first! Now, go hide. Sebastian, keep your hands to yourself."
"Ugh. Fine."
They had a good time until one guy almost broke his ankle and then they all decided it was time to sober up. Wes brewed some coffee and they all sat around, reminiscing about the old days.
When they realized how late it was getting, they said their goodbyes and exchanged promises to not go so long without seeing each other again. Kurt was waving to Evelyn when he felt familiar fingers wrap around his own and Blaine pulled him towards an empty hallway.
"Where are we going? I'm pretty sure we came in that way."
"Just follow me."
"Babe, I don't have the stamina I once did. You're gonna have to let me rest before we go again."
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Oh my god, you pervert. I want to go one more place before we leave."
"It's so late," Kurt whined as he allowed his husband to lead him along. "And I'm so tired. The kids have probably buried Finn alive by now."
"We'll be quick," Blaine replied with a knowing smile.
It wasn't long before Kurt realized where they were going and gave Blaine a soft look. Blaine ceremoniously opened the door and bowed like a proper gentleman. Kurt stepped through in awe.
"Baby. It's the staircase."
"Yes it is," he agreed and grabbed Kurt's hands in his own. "Well, not the staircase. But it's the replica."
Kurt smiled as Blaine kissed his hands. "It's a damn good one. It looks exactly the same!"
"Yeah." He glanced around, admiring the work. "Wow, David really did it."
They stared at it fondly, Blaine leaning his head on Kurt's shoulder with Kurt resting his head on top of his hair. With a little gasp, Blaine bounced excitedly and hurried towards the steps.
"What are you doing?"
"Just wait here!" Blaine indicated the top of the steps with outstretched palms and jogged down.
Kurt shook his head, knowing exactly what he was about to do. He leaned an elbow against the banister, his coat hooked over his other shoulder by a finger. "You were going down too, dummy!"
"Hush, Kurt!" Blaine called back up to him. "Let me be romantic!"
Kurt let out a long-suffering sigh and began to descend gracefully. He tried to keep the smile from his face, but his lips seemed like they had a mind of their own as he made his way down to where Blaine was waiting and practically hopping on the balls of his feet. As Kurt approached the bottom, Kurt placed a hand on his hip.
"Now what? Am I supposed-"
Blaine turned his back to Kurt suddenly and then spun back around dramatically, acting like he was seeing Kurt for the first time. Kurt snorted. It was ridiculous and cheesy and he loved it.
He widened his eyes at Kurt in a universal, go ahead gesture.
"What?"
Blaine looked away annoyed. "Your line is, 'excuse me? Can I ask you a question? I'm new here.'"
Kurt narrowed his eyes at him. "I don't sound like that nor do I bat my eyes-"
Blaine cleared his throat and Kurt rolled his eyes. "Fine. Excuse me. Can I ask you a question. I'm new here." The corners of his mouth twitched as Blaine swooned before sniffing and arching an eyebrow dramatically. Kurt tilted his head to the side. Blaine could be so silly sometimes, but he was also quite romantic.
"Name's Blaine," Blaine said, purposely dropping his voice to a gravelly level.
"You didn't act like that."
"Fine!" Blaine resumed his earlier posture and looked up at Kurt with big heart eyes. "Then you asked me about the Warblers and I flirted with you-"
"You did not! I fell in love with you waaay before you fell in love with me! Need I remind you of the Gap Attack?"
Blaine finally dropped all his pretenses and took Kurt's hands once again. He traced a finger along Kurt's wedding ring and smiled up at him, almost shyly. "No. I was in love with you from the moment I met you. I just hadn't realized it yet. Remember what I said when I proposed?"
Kurt stepped down so they were level and combed his fingers through Blaine's now messy hair. "Of course I do, but I still don't believe you. It's okay though. All that matters is now. We have a wonderful life together and a beautiful family." He glanced at his watch. "A beautiful family I would like to get back to before dawn. Take me home, please."
Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist and smacked a kiss on his cheek. "Okay. Let's go, beautiful."
