TAGS: Kneeling, face fucking, barebacking, anal sex, subspace, fingering


"No, aking Hari," Blaine said desperately. "I'd very, very much like you to ride me."

"Good," Kurt replied. "Strip me."

Blaine didn't answer. He stood up and started to undo the buttons of Kurt's shirt. Once it was off, he folded it and put it on the chair in his room. He then did the same to Kurt's undershirt, pants, socks, and boxer briefs. With each newly exposed section of skin, Blaine resisted laving kisses on it. That wasn't part of the command Kurt had given him, and he would be damned if he would get his first punishment tonight. Not when the stakes of his reward were on the line. When Kurt was completely naked, Blaine knelt back in front of him, waiting for his next instruction.

Kurt was hard. Blaine had followed his command so perfectly, and he was so, so pretty on his knees. Deciding that he wanted to add in a little something, Kurt laced his fingers through Blaine's hair and tilted his pliant subs head back a little.

"Before we get to that, I want to try something new," Kurt explained. "It is on the soft limit list, so I wanted to talk about it before I just went for it. And, if you decide you like it, the next time I want it, I'll take it, just like any other limit we try and like. I'd like to fuck your mouth. Not hard-though at some point I'd like to work up to that-just to take the edge off a little."

"Please," Blaine whimpered. "Please, aking Hari. Use me however you'd like. I can take it, and if I can't, I'll tap your thigh twice or safeword."

"Open up, aking prinsipe," Kurt commanded.

Blaine dropped his jaw and looked into Kurt's eyes, communicating all of the trust he could through his gaze. Kurt fed his cock into Blaine's mouth as much as he was willing to. He knew that he was larger than the average man, and he wasn't about to choke his sub.

"Now suck," Kurt commanded.

Blaine hummed and started to suck Kurt as best as he could. The barbells of his piercing felt amazing on his lips and tongue. He felt so loved at this moment. It was hard for him to really wrap his mind around, honestly, how being used like this could make him feel protected and safe and loved. He redoubled his efforts and opened his throat as best as he could to allow Kurt to push in as much as he could before Blaine's gag reflex kicked in.

Kurt pulled out for a second to allow Blaine time to catch his breath before repeating his actions again. He was pleased to see that Blaine was able to get him further in his mouth this way, with him being in control of the angle and depth, than he was when Blaine had blown him.

"Your mouth is perfect, aking prinsipe," Kurt moaned. When he felt those tell-tale signs that he was getting closer, but not too close, he pulled out and got on the bed on his back, holding his legs up so his ass was on display. "Up here, aking prinsipe. I want your tongue and fingers to get me ready for your delicious cock."

When Blaine crawled up on the bed, he noticed that there was lube laying beside Kurt, ready for him to use when it was time. He spent no time at all diving in to lick at Kurt's perfect hole, and he moaned loudly at the first taste of it. Kurt seemed to like it, too, if the groan he emitted was any indication.

Blaine spent about five minutes licking, sucking, kissing, and stretching Kurt out. When Kurt was sufficiently stretched, he spoke again.

"Two more decisions to make, aking prinsipe," he husked out. "Do you want a cock ring, or can you control your orgasm? And, do you want to do this bare or not?"

"Ring, yes. Bare, yes," Blaine mewled after he came back into himself enough to answer the questions. He was already starting to float, loving being at his Doms mercy and serving him. He honestly wasn't sure he'd be able to hold back on his orgasm if he took Kurt bare, and he really wanted to take Kurt bare.

From under the pillow, Kurt produced a cock ring. He gave Blaine a few strokes before he lubed up the ring and put it on his sub.

"Back against the headboard, aking prinsipe," Kurt whispered in his ear.

"Yes... aking... Hari," Blaine panted out.

Once Blaine was in position, Kurt straddled him and grabbed his cock, holding it in place, ready to lower himself onto it.

"Hands out to the side," Kurt commanded. When his hands were laying atop the pillows beside him, Kurt started to lower himself onto Blaine.

"Oh… my… god…" Kurt panted out. "Fuck you feel so fucking good."

Blaine was holding in his noises, and Kurt noticed.

"I want to hear you, aking prinsipe," he commanded.

"You… oh fuck… you feel… so hot and tight, and holy fuck, I feel like I could cum through this ring," Blaine growled.

"You better not, aking prinsipe," Kurt warned as he fully seated himself. He took a moment to wiggle around and get used to having someone inside of him. Kurt honestly didn't do this very often at all, and he wasn't fully sure why he chose this as Blaine's reward; but fuck was he glad he did. It felt like they were made for each other, like they fit together perfectly like a puzzle.

"Please, aking Hari. Move," Blaine pleaded.

Kurt tweaked Blaine's nipples at the same time. "I decide how this is going to go, aking prinsipe."

"Yes, aking Hari," Blaine replied. "I'm sorry. Please, do with me what gives you the most pleasure."

"That's right," Kurt replied. "And right now, I want to ride this cock."

And, ride this cock he did. There was no build-up either. Kurt started as fast and hard as he could and continued until his thighs were burning. He loved watching Blaine struggle, too.

Blaine was gritting his teeth, seriously worried that he was going to cum through the ring or break it, chanting the word, "fuck" over and over again. He sobbed when Kurt grabbed his cock and started stroking it in tandem with his movements. When Blaine wasn't sure he could go much longer, he felt Kurt clamp down on him, and the warmth of his cum hit his chest and belly.

When Kurt recovered from his orgasm, he saw that Blaine's eyes were closed, and he was mouthing the word "please" over and over. Kurt lifted himself off of Blaine and then captured his lips in a deep and passionate kiss.

"Open your eyes, aking prinsipe," Kurt commanded with a whisper.

Blaine's eyes opened, and Kurt could see how close to flying he was. This is going to be so good for him, Kurt thought.

"I'm going to take the ring off, and then, I'm going to stroke you five times," Kurt said. "You can cum anytime after that, aking prinsipe."

Blaine nodded, afraid to say anything at all.

Kurt lubed up his hand and took the ring off. He wanted to make this the best orgasm Blaine had ever had, so he slowly but firmly stroked Blaine's cock five times, loving the sobs his sub was producing on each upstroke. After the fifth stroke, Kurt began to pump Blaine's cock quickly. It only took three more strokes for his sub to scream. With that scream, Blaine came harder than he ever had in his life… and he flew.

Thirty minutes later, Blaine started coming back to himself. He felt Kurt beside him, fingers slowly dancing on his skin and soft words being spoken.

"Kurt?" Blaine mumbled out.

"I'm right here, Blaine," Kurt replied. "Are you still floating?"

"Mmmm," Blaine hummed. "Little bit."

Kurt kissed his cheek and then his lips. "Take all the time you need, aking prinsipe."

It took another five minutes for Blaine to fully return to consciousness. "That was amazing, aking Hari. Thank you. Can we do that all the time?"

Kurt chuckled. "We can do it as often as we can, aking prinsipe. Though I'm not sure if all of the time is feasible. I have a piece of chocolate here for you, as well as some water. Open up for the chocolate, please."

Blaine opened his mouth, and Kurt placed a piece of dark chocolate on his tongue. He moaned at the taste and savored it while it melted. A couple of minutes later, he asked for a drink of water, which Kurt provided for him.

"I'm going to clean us both up, and then, let's go to sleep," Kurt said once Blaine's eyes were clear. Well, as clear as they were likely going to get tonight.

Blaine nodded and allowed Kurt to take care of him. "Can we amend the contract tomorrow, aking Hari?" Blaine asked once Kurt crawled back into the bed.

"How so?" Kurt asked. "I'm not opposed; I just want to understand."

"I think I'd like to move some of the things from the soft limits list to the enjoy list," Blaine explained. "I'm glad you asked me before we tried anything tonight, but it was close to taking me out of my headspace. There are things I know I like or I'd be okay with, and I'd rather just have you command me or do them without having to discuss them first."

"We can look at it in the morning, aking prinsipe," Kurt said. "For now, let's sleep, my gorgeous boy."

"Mmmmm, thank you, aking Hari," Blaine said sleepily, almost asleep already.

"Good night," Kurt whispered and kissed his lips softly before turning off the bedside lamp and holding this boy who was becoming one of the most important things in his life.

The next morning after they had eaten a healthy breakfast, Blaine wanted to approach something he had been thinking about since waking up. He really hoped that it was the right move and that Kurt would be on board with it.

"Aking Hari?" he asked tentatively once the breakfast dishes were in the dishwasher.

"What is it, aking prinsipe?" Kurt asked.

"Could we maybe talk about last night?"

"Let's go to the couch," Kurt said and then held his hand out for Blaine. Once they were settled on the couch, Kurt asked, "What's on your mind?"

"Well, do you think that maybe… Well, would it be okay if we…" Blaine stammered out. He took a deep breath and felt Kurt squeeze his hand, letting him know that he was there. "I was wondering if we could change the limits on the contract, aking Hari? Li-like I asked last night?"

"We can," Kurt replied. "Can I ask again why you want to, and then, we can look at it together?"

"Of course," Blaine answered, thankful that his idea hadn't been completely shut down. "I loved everything we did last night. And, I think I could have loved it even more had we not had to stop and talk about some of it. There are some things on the list, I realized, that I know I enjoy, so when we talk about them while we are playing, it almost takes me out of the headspace. Am I making any sense?"

"You are," Kurt answered. "Thank you for asking for this, aking prinisipe. Let's look the contract over together and then see what we can move to the "Enjoy" list and what needs to stay on the "Soft Limit" list."

They spent the next 45 minutes talking about each item on the current "Soft Limit" list and the rationale for wanting to move what they decided to.

"Now that we've moved things around," Kurt said, "do they look better now?"

SOFT LIMITS

Bondage
Chasity
Double penetration
Erotic dancing
Exhibitionism
Gags
Hot wax play
Ice cubes
Impact-soft, crops, paddle
Milking-prostate
Nipples-clamps
Outdoor scenes
Punishment
Roleplaying-agreed upon scene
Spanking-crop, hand, paddle, wooden spoon
Spreader bar
Videotapes-watching, recording for personal use
Voyeurism

ENJOY

Anal plugs
Anal sex
Barebacking
Biting/being bitten
Cock ring
Collars-worn in private
Cuffs-leather
Dildos
Edge play
Facefucking/Deep throating
Fellatio-giving, receiving
Fingering
Hair pulling
Kneeling
Massage-giving, receiving
Masturbation
Modeling-erotic photos for personal use
Nipples-pulls, tugs, twists
Orgasm-control, denial, forced, ruined
Phone sex
Prostate stimulation
Rimming-giving, receiving
Scratching-with fingernails
Sensory deprivation-blindfold, ears/sound
Swallowing-ejaculate
Switching-bottom, top
Teasing
Vibrator
Worship-ass, body, cock, licking

"Yes, aking Hari," Blaine husked. "That looks much better. I trust that you will ease me into some of the ones I haven't really played hardcore with yet and that we might find some things down the road that we want to add to the list. I must seem so 'vanilla' to you."

"No," Kurt sternly replied. "I don't want you to compare yourself to anyone else who you perceive I've been with or with whomever you are picturing yourself up against in your mind. You are aking prinsipe, and my experiences with you are all I'm worried about. This won't work if you're constantly trying to measure yourself up against someone else, Blaine."

"I'll try," Blaine replied. "Could we, um, could we add that into the rules somehow? It's just, I've been compared to someone my whole life, so it's sort of ingrained in my brain. And, I hate it, aking Hari. I don't want to be like this anymore."

"If you think it would help, we can add it in," Kurt replied and kissed Blaine's temple.

Comparing: The submissive will not compare himself to anyone else in regards to his behaviors and actions. He is unique and is perfect just the way he is. If he begins to question his importance at any time, he is to immediately bring it up to his dominant so they can work together to resolve his insecurities.

"How's that?" Kurt asked.

"It's perfect. Thank you, aking Hari," Blaine responded.

"Should this one have a specific punishment if you break it? I'm asking you on this one since you asked for the rule."

"My therapist made me recite affirmations when I used to do it," Blaine replied. "Since I moved to the city, I just haven't started seeing anyone new. I honestly didn't even realize the old habits creeping back up."

"Thank you for telling me that, aking prinsipe," Kurt said. "Do you want me to tell you what the punishment will be now, or do you want me to tell you if and when it happens?"

Blaine thought for a moment before answering, "When it happens, please. Aking Hari, it will happen. I'm not naive enough to believe it won't. This is something I've struggled with almost all of my life, and maybe your punishment will help me finally start to change my way of thinking."

"Okay," Kurt replied. "We won't have a punishment this time because the rule wasn't in place when the infraction happened. Now, we are supposed to go to Ruby tonight. Is that something you still want to do?"

"Yes, please," Blaine said. "I need to finish up my membership stuff anyway."

"Here's what I'd like to do until then," Kurt said. "I'd like you to get a cushion and kneel at my knees while we watch a movie. You can lean your head on my legs if you'd like. Before we get to Ruby, I'd like to get you into the right headspace, because I have something special planned for us."

"Yes, aking Hari," Blaine responded and got up to get the cushion from his bedroom that he had used the night before. When he was back in the living room, he set the cushion down beside Kurt's feet and knelt on it.

Kurt already had the TV on and was searching Netflix for something to watch. By the time he'd settled on Schitt's Creek, Blaine's head was laying on Kurt's knee, and Kurt's hand was already carding through Blaine's curls.

They watched four episodes before there was a knock at the door. This broke Blaine out of his reverie.

"'m not espectin' 'nybody, aking Hari," Blaine all but slurred out.

"I ordered lunch, aking prinsipe," Kurt replied as he got up off of the couch to pay for their lunch. When he came back to the couch, he was carrying a bag with two containers in it. "I tried to get your attention a couple of times, but you were pretty deep. I ordered some salads from the deli down the street. There's a chef and a Cesar; which would you prefer?"

"Chef, please," Blaine answered, a little more alert. He had honestly thought of apologizing, but it didn't seem like Kurt was upset about him slipping so deep.

"This is really good, aking Hari," Blaine told him after his first couple of bites. "Thank you for lunch."

"You're very welcome, aking prinsipe."

After their lunch, they spent a few more hours how they had that morning, watching Schitt's Creek, Blaine kneeling at Kurt's feet. When it was time for them to start getting ready to go to the club, Kurt tugged on Blaine's hair and bent down to kiss his forehead and temple as he ran his hand up and down Blaine's arm and shoulders.

"Aking prinsipe, come back to me," Kurt coaxed. It took him about ten minutes, but Blaine was finally present, the dopiest smile on his face.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi. Can you take a drink of this for me?" Kurt asked, holding out a bottle of water.

Blaine drank the water and then ate the square of chocolate that Kurt held out for him afterward.

"I'd like you to go shower and get dressed in whatever you'd like. We will eat at the club and then go to Room 3," Kurt instructed.

"Yes, aking Hari," Blaine responded and headed to the shower. Afterward, he got dressed in something comfortable yet sexy. He honestly didn't anticipate keeping his clothes on long after they ate. Before he left his bedroom, he grabbed his phone and his wallet and then headed to the living room where Kurt was sitting on the sofa.

"I'm all ready, aking Hari."

"You look beautiful, aking prinsipe."

"So do you, aking Hari."

"Shall we go?"

"Yes, please."

Once they got downstairs, Kurt led Blaine to a sleek town car with heavily tinted windows.

"Your chariot," Kurt said as they approached the car.

There was a niggling in the back of Blaine's mind as he entered the car. He couldn't figure out what it was trying to tell him, and the car was so beautiful it distracted him from it. They arrived at Ruby 30 minutes later.

Kurt and Blaine went to the entrance to get their bracelets, red for Kurt and blue for Blaine, and for Blaine to pay his membership fee. However, when Blaine went to pay, the man at the computer told him it had already been paid. The niggling feeling was back, and again, he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"I don't understand," Blaine said. "I know I didn't pay for it, so who did?"

"I did, aking prinsipe," Kurt said as he led him into the club and to a table so they could eat. "I wanted to get you something as a gift for accepting my claim, and this was what I came up with."

"Aking Hari," Blaine started. "I appreciate the gift; I really do. I don't need anything, though. I just want you. You've got me."

"Thank you for telling me, aking prinsipe," Kurt said. "I love to give gifts, especially when my prince is such a good one like you are. It might just have to be something you get used to."

"I'll try, aking Hari," Blaine replied. It was bothering him so much that he couldn't figure out what it was that he was feeling. Still, it wasn't quite enough to safeword yet. He'd go home and think about it, and once he figured it out, he would tell Kurt.

The couple ate supper and then went to Room 3 for some much needed time together, especially since they'd updated their contract earlier that day. Blaine needed desperately to be taken out of his over-thinking mind and just let go.

Once they got into the room, Blaine's knees hit the floor. Kurt had never been more thankful that the floors in this room were padded. He knew that some subs, and Doms, too, liked the hardness of a wood or cement floor. Kurt, however, was not one of those people, and it seemed that Blaine wasn't either.

"You've been distracted since we left the apartment. Why?" Kurt asked.

Blaine whimpered. He sees me like nobody else does. "There's something that's bothering me, and I can't figure out what it is, asking Hari. I promise you, I'm not keeping something from you, and once I figure it out, I'll tell you. I just… I need to not think right now. Please…"

"What are your safewords, aking prinsipe?"

"Dilaw to pause; pula to stop."

"Stand up," Kurt commanded. As Blaine stood, Kurt could see a ripple of excitement go through his body as the tension he was holding slowly trickled away.

Kurt took his time undressing Blaine, lavishing kisses and little nips over his naked body. Once Kurt had Blaine naked, he issued his next command.

"Now, undress me."

Blaine whined and undressed Kurt, quicker than Kurt had undressed him but not as fast as he wanted to. He bestowed kisses and licks every once in a while, needing to be close to his Dom. When Blaine had the last piece of clothing off of Kurt and had folded it up, placing it on the chair, he stood in front of his Dom, eyes cast to the floor, waiting for instruction.

Kurt put two fingers under Blaine's chin and said, "Look at me, aking prinsipe." Blaine did, and Kurt looked deep into his eyes, finding all the information he needed for tonight. He saw that Blaine had been telling the truth earlier, that something was most definitely bothering him, though he had no idea what it was. At that moment, he knew exactly what he wanted to do.

"I want you to go lay down on the bed, on your back, and close your eyes," Kurt instructed. Blaine followed the instruction and once he was in place, Kurt continued speaking while he got what they would need prepared. "I want you to envision a place where you feel happy, calm, or safe. It can be real or imaginary. What does that place look like, aking prinsipe?"

"It's a library. Only, it's not just a library; there's an apartment above it, too. The whole place feels like home."

"What does it smell like?"

"It smells like books and love and family. It smells like a hot cup of cocoa on a winter day, curled up by the fire with your favorite book."

"When you look around, what do you see?"

"I see a lot of books. And, pictures of a happy couple. Of me and… I can't tell who, but it's definitely me."

"What does it feel like there?"

"It feels… it feels safe. It feels like I can be whoever I want to be there. It feels like a hug from an old friend, letting me know that everything here, where I am right now, is going to be okay."

The bed dipped down and Kurt sat down beside his sub, trailing his fingertips up and down Blaine's torso. "Color, aking prinsipe?"

"Berde, aking Hari."

"You can stay in your happy/safe/calm place for as long as you'd like. I want you to know that you're safe with me, aking prinsipe."

"I know I am."

"Your only orders, until I tell you otherwise, are to feel and not cum. That's it."

"Yes, aking Hari."

Kurt then grabbed a pair of leather cuffs and buckled them to Blaine's wrists, attaching them to a ring at the head of the bed. He then hooked Blaine's ankles into cuff's as well before raising them, one at a time, to hook into something above him.

"Mmmmm," Blaine moaned at being so open. He began to think about what it was that his Dom was going to do to him, and then, something told him to just be in the moment and let all of the other thoughts he was having, that weren't what he was feeling, wash away. So, that's what he did. At the first touch of Kurt's tongue on his rim, he moaned louder and tried to arch his body toward the perfect wetness. He found he couldn't move, though.

Kurt was keeping an eye on Blaine, especially when he found he couldn't move. He knew it could go one of two ways: either Blaine would panic because he couldn't move, or he would relax into it, making what he felt even better. Kurt was pleased that he had read the signs right when he looked into Blaine's eyes and that he had relaxed even further into the bed.

With the knowledge that his sub was content, safe, and relaxed, Kurt really got to business with Blaine's ass. He licked, sucked, and probed as much as he could with his tongue, loving the taste and smell of his beautiful prince. Before long, he was inserting a lubed finger in Blaine, followed quickly by another one. As he scissored Blaine's hole, he stuck his tongue in, needing more of the taste. It was all the perfect setup for Blaine to start begging to cum.

"Please, aking Hari," Blaine said. "I need… I need… Please!"

Kurt moaned, tongue still deep in Blaine's ass, fingers brushing up ever so slightly against his prostate. He wanted to see just how much control his sub had.

"Please! Please! Please!" Blaine chanted, never once safewording and working like hell to stave off his orgasm.

After another two minutes of Blaine's chanting and Kurt's playing, he lifted his head and commanded, "Cum!"

Blaine yelled as he came long ropes of cum all over his chest. Kurt didn't stop his playing; their night was far from over. He did, however, bring his head up and start cleaning Blaine up with his tongue. When he got to Blaine's nipples, he sucked and nibbled at them, causing his gorgeously strung-out sub to scream in pleasured pain as he was also relentlessly fingering Blaine.

With one hand, Kurt grabbed the lube and slathered his own cock in it, with the other, he grabbed Blaine's and started stroking it. As he started to push into his sub, he leaned his face down and kissed Blaine, swallowing his moan at feeling his Dom enter him for the first time.

When the first barbell pushed in, Blaine made the most amazing sound Kurt had ever heard, and it took all of his willpower to not cum right then and there. Greasy hair, frumpy clothes, mismatched clothes, matchy couple's ensembles when it's not called for. Ok, now I can proceed. With each new barbell that accompanied Kurt's cock into Blaine's warm heat, his sub made that same delicious noise again.

After Kurt was all the way seated in Blaine, he took a moment to just feel. It felt right, like nothing ever had before. He didn't want to fuck; he wanted to love this man. Holy shit! Where did that come from? Not the time for these thoughts, Hummel. Take care of your prince. And, that's exactly what Kurt did. He started with shallow thrusts, letting Blaine get used to his piercing moving in and out of him.

If there was a heaven, Blaine was there. Kurt's cock was so big that it hit his prostate with every push inside of him, his piercing adding only pleasure to the whole experience. The only sounds he could make were grunts, moans, and growls. He was lost in pleasure, and then, the pleasure doubled when a firm grip started stroking his again leaking cock. In the corner of his mind, he heard, "You can cum whenever you'd like, aking prinsipe."

When Blaine finally came, he screamed in pleasure, and then, everything went silent. It was as if he were floating on a cloud, knowing that he wouldn't fall through, that he was safe and loved. Loved... He wanted to be loved. His soulmate would love him someday, when and if ever he found him. "I wonder if that was my soulmate in the picture on the wall," he mumbled out loud as he was floating, not seeing the look of panic in his Dom's eyes at the thought of losing this amazing man to his soulmate.