WARNING: SMUT
Tell me something, I need to know
Then take my breath and never let it go
If you just let me invade your space
I'll take the pleasure, take it with the pain
And if in the moment I bite my lip
Baby, in that moment, you'll know this
Is something bigger than us and beyond bliss
Give me a reason to believe it
'Cause if you want to keep me, you gotta gotta gotta gotta got to love me harder
And if you really need me, you gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta got to love me harder
(Gotta love me harder)
Love me, love me, love me
Harder, harder, harder
-Ariana Granda ft. The Weekend
Chapter 3
"Call me when you get to the hospital. If I'm busy, I'll try to get away so I can be there with you." Blaine told Kurt over breakfast.
It had been a few weeks since the shooting, and Blaine was still staying with Kurt and Jeff. Not because Kurt and Blaine were a thing. No, they were just friends who happen to be having a kid together.
But Kurt didn't mind when Blaine decided to have a sleepover in his room. Nor did he mind the kissing or the touching or the fucking. Nope, he didn't mind one bit because they were just friends.
"You don't have to come to this appointment. It's just a check-up to make sure little porcelain is growing right."
Blaine laughed softly. "You named our baby after your drag persona?"
"Not necessarily. But let's be honest, this child is gonna come out pale just like me."
"Is that how you got your drag name? Because of your complexion?"
Kurt sipped his tea, smiling slightly. "Yes and no. When I was in high school, my principal called me that. And it just stuck as I continued through school. My ex called me that and so did a few friends. So when I decided to start doing drag, I thought my name had to be personable to me. I'm a porcelain goddess, but I didn't want goddess in my name. That's too cocky, I think anyway. So that's why I came up with queen. Plus, I truly do think I'm the queen of my castle."
"Queen and not king?"
"Nope. I'm still looking for my king. Especially now that I have a little princess or prince growing inside of me." He put his hands on his belly and smiled.
Blaine reached over, putting his hand on Kurt's. He cleared his throat and looked into Kurt's eyes. "What if I can be that for you?"
Kurt gasped softly, biting his lip. "Y-you...what?"
"I've been staying here for almost a month. We've gotten so close over that time. I'm sure you know more about me than I know about me. And I know the feelings I have for you are mutual. And it helps that Kacey is already crazy about you. So yeah, I want to be your king."
Kurt looked down at their hands, sniffling. "Your husband just died..."
"My husband tried to kill my son. Even if he had survived, I would have taken Kacey and left. I know this is what I want. And I think you want it too."
Kurt slipped his hand away from Blaine's, placing it on his face. "I don't think I've ever met a man like you..."
Blaine leaned forward and kissed Kurt softly. "Me either..."
Kurt wrapped his arms around his neck, moving closer. He smiled against his lips before pulling back. "You have to get ready for work..."
"I can be late." He picked Kurt up, placing him on the kitchen island.
Kurt laughed, blushing profusely. "We're not having sex on the island. People eat here."
"Fiiiiine. Maybe you can bend over for me in my office." He said, helping Kurt down.
"Maybe. You go get ready for work, and I'll call my moving guys to get you and Kacey moved in here."
"Are you asking me to move in?"
Kurt blushed again, biting his lip. He put his hands on Blaine's chest, moving them down to his waist. "I think I am... You can move into my room, and then Kacey can have the room to himself."
Blaine smiled, wrapping Kurt up in his arms and kissing him deeply. "I would love that."
Kurt giggled against his lips before pulling back. "Good. You'll be all moved in tonight. Now, get ready for work babe."
Blaine pecked his lips before going upstairs.
Kurt walked into New York Presbyterian with Jeff by his side, going to the elevator. He pressed the button for the tenth floor.
"I can't believe he's moving in with us. And that you are officially dating a fucking doctor." Jeff said as they got on the elevator.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I think you're just mad that you can't fuck me anymore."
"That's a big part of it. But seriously, I'm happy for you. Just don't put him before me or Moulin Rouge."
Kurt walked off the elevator, going over to reception. He signed in, going to sit down. "I'm not. I'm actually performing tonight."
Jeff's eyes lit up. "Does Blaine know? Why didn't I know?"
"I wanted it to be a surprise. I've been working on some costumes to accommodate my growing belly. I'm going to perform for as long as I can."
"Do you think your doctor will let you?"
"As long as I don't do any death drops or jump into the splits anymore, I should be good. But to make you happy, I'll ask."
"I just don't want you or the baby to get hurt. But this might get you bigger tips."
Kurt rubbed his belly. "That's what I'm counting on."
"Kurt Hummel?" A nurse called from the doorway.
Both men for up and went over to him. The three of them walked to an exam room. The nurse handed Kurt a thin paper white sheet. "Everything from the waist down off. Dr. Duval will be in shortly." He said and then left.
Kurt stripped out of his pants and underwear, going to sit on the bed. He covered his junk with the paper sheet.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before." Jeff murmured.
"If I wanted flirting, I would have had Blaine join me."
"But flirting with you is the best thing ever. Now that you have a man, does that mean I have to stop?"
Kurt giggled softly. "Only if you want to. I'm pretty sure Blaine knows how deep our friendship is."
Jeff laughed loudly. "What gave you that idea? Was it the time he walked in on me blowing you or the time he saw you fucking me into oblivion?"
Kurt blushed profusely, covering his face with his hands.
A knock sounded on the door before it opened. A handsome doctor, maybe late 20s early 30s with black hair walked in.
Jeff's jaw hit the ground. "Got damn. Are all the doctors in the hospital so fucking hot?"
Dr. Duval blushed, closing the door. "Well thank you."
Kurt shook his head. "Please ignore him. He's my best friend. The baby's father couldn't make it."
"Oh? Will he be joining us for other appointments?" Dr. Duval asked.
"He should. I just didn't want him to miss work today. It's kinda his first day back full time since that whole shooting at the mall."
"Wait, are you talking about Blaine Anderson? Is he the father of your child?"
"Yeah, it's kinda a long story."
Jeff scoffed. "Not really. Blaine saw a sexy drag queen, meaning you, you brought him home and let him fuck. Boom, here we are with a baby in ya."
"This is your last appointment Jeff."
Jeff whined. "But your doctor is so hot."
"Which one? My boyfriend the doctor or this sexy guy right here?"
Dr. Duval blushed. "Alright. Let's get on with the exam." He walked over to Kurt and grabbed the gel. He poured some on the belly and grabbed the wand. "Is this your first child?"
"First one I'm keeping, not first pregnancy."
"Miscarriage?"
"Abortion. I was sixteen when I got pregnant the first time and the other father and I weren't ready to be parents."
Dr. Duval nodded. He moved the wand around Kurt's belly, the screen making a wooshing sound. "Um, are you sure you don't want Blaine to be here?"
Kurt turned his head towards the screen and gasped. "Um, yeah I think he needs to see this."
Dr. Duval grabbed his phone and dialed a number before putting it to his ear. "Um, yeah Blaine, it's Nick. Your boyfriend is in my exam room getting an ultrasound and I think you'd rather see this in person than on a picture...yeah room three." He put the phone down and looked towards Jeff. "So you're his friend?"
Before Jeff could answer, the door opened and Blaine rushed over to Kurt. "Is something wrong with the baby?"
Kurt grabbed his hand, squeezing and smiling. "Our babies are perfect..."
Blaine gasped, looking up at the screen. There were two sacs but one sac had two little blips in it while the other only had one. "We're having...holy fuck..."
Nick smiled at them. "Congratulations Blainers, you've gone from the father of one to a father of four! You're the only one of us who's done so."
Kurt looked up at Blaine. "Are you okay with that? I'll understand if you don't. But whatever you decide, I'm keeping them. All of them."
Blaine kissed his forehead and smiled, a tear hitting Kurt's head. "I told you this morning that I wanted to be your king. I'm all in. It could have sextuplets in there and I'd still be here."
Kurt squeezed his hand again. "Kacey is going to be so excited. He's going to be the big brother to three babies!"
Blaine kissed him softly. "Yeah he is. I can't wait to tell him."
In the midst of this, Nick and Jeff sneaked out of the room and stood in the hallway.
"So Kurt is the guy he had the one night stand with?" Nick asked.
"Yep. And lucky me walked in on them that night." Jeff laughed.
"Its good to see that Blaine is finally happy."
Jeff cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean. He was married, is still married just a widower."
"This last year of Blaine's marriage was horrible. I don't know entirely why, but he went to the bar almost every night after work. He hardly ever went home and when he did, it was only for Kacey. Hey, you said he met a drag queen. Kurt's a drag queen." He tapped his lip with his forefinger. "And so are you! Holy fuck! You're Bombshell Blondie! I love your act!"
Jeff blushed, stepping back some in shock. "You know who I am?"
"Know who you are? Blaine and I are practically paying you and Kurt's drag salaries." He scratched behind his head, looking kind of sheepish. "Um, this might be weird. But would you like to get coffee sometime? I'm free after five today if you are."
Jeff gasped softly. "Seriously?"
"Yes, I would love to get to know you more."
Jeff nodded, pulling a card our of his back pocket. "Here's my number. Call me to remind me." He said, going back into the room.
Back in the room, Kurt and Blaine were in the throes of steaming, hot sex.
Jeff screamed, covering his eyes. "Every fucking time! I told you, thongs on the door." He yelled and walked out.
Kurt blushed, moaning as Blaine hit his prostate forcefully. "We're going to have to invest in a lock for our door at home."
Blaine rocked into him a few more times before spilling his seed inside. He kissed Kurt softly, smiling. "Or you could just put a thong on the door handle." He pulled out, looking down at the mess coming out of Kurt.
Kurt moaned softly. "You gonna clean me up, Dr. Anderson?"
Blaine moved down on his knees, throwing the sheet to the floor. He grabbed Kurt's cock, stroking him quickly as he licked at his leaking asshole. He licked and stroked in the same rythym, making Kurt cry out as he came all of his chest. Once Blaine was satisfied with with his ass work, he got up and licked all the come off of Kurt's chest.
Kurt groaned, digging his fingers into Blaine's shoulders. "Holy fuck. I haven't had an orgasm like that in...I don't even know how long."
Blaine smiled, fixing his clothes. "Well get used to them."
Kurt smiled, sitting up. "Oh, I plan on it." He hopped off the table, putting his clothes back on. He wrapped his arms around Blaine, kissing him softly. "You should have a great rest of your day now that you've gotten laid."
"I most certainly will. You go home and look beautiful for me."
Kurt giggled. "Of course. Something you're gonna have to get used to."
"And what's that gorgeous?"
Kurt kissed him softly, moving his lips up to Blaine's ear. "Being my test subject for my lingerie line..." And with that, Kurt walked out of the room.
He found Jeff down the hall talking to Nick. "Time to go Jeffy." Blaine was right behind him.
"Fiiiiine." He got up but turned back to Nick. "Instead of coffee, how about you and Blainers come to the bar tonight. Both of your favorite drag queens are performing..."
Blaine grabbed Kurt gently by the waist. "You're performing tonight?"
Kurt looked over at Nick. "As long as my doc says I can."
Nick smiled. "You know your limits. But, because you are carrying triplets, I don't want you to do anything dangerous. Death drops, jumping into the splits, flips. None of that."
Kurt nodded. "I can do that."
Jeff grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the door. "See you boys tonight."
Kurt walked into his building and went up to his floor. The Porcelain Kids fashion show went off without a hitch. The sales for those clothes were through the roof and Kurt couldn't be any happier. This was exactly what he needed going into fashion week.
He walked through the design studio, and saw all of his students hard at work sketching. Today was the day he was going to give them their new assignment. He went to the front of the room and sat on his desk. "Can I get your attention?"
Pencils and pens dropped as eyes looked up. So many eager faces waiting to hear what their great teacher was going to tell them.
"So, as you all know I am pregnant. But what you don't know is that, I'm pregnant with triplets. As extra credit, I would like you all to design and sew anything, anything at all you want for them. I don't know the genders yet, but whatever you guys decide to do, I'll be happy with."
Whispers broke out among the students, excited for this opportunity to actually make something for Kurt. A dream come true to most of them.
Kurt offered extra classes at Hummelingbird. It wasn't like he didn't have enough on his plate as a fashion designer and drag queen. No, he had to add extra things to it. Like being a world renowned teacher. He had a waiting list of thousands of students who wanted to be taught fashion design by him.
But he loved it. It's the reason he purchased a thirty-five story building. Top ten floors were strictly for his business. The bottom twenty-five had classroom and dorms. A full fledge college with accredited professors.
Kurt was an incredible business man, and he was going to succeed no matter what.
"There isn't a deadline as of yet, for this assignment. So get back to your garments for fashion week. It's quickly approaching, just a few more weeks. The best designs will be added to my collection."
The students smiled, going back to their sketches.
Kurt went up to his office, going to sit in his chair. Jace walked in with a cup of tea and a donut.
"Your boyfriend called. Mint tea with honey and lemon as well as a custard filled donut with chocolate glaze."
Kurt smiled, shaking his dead. "Don't date a doctor. And if you do, make sure he's not a baby doctor."
Jace laughed. "Speaking of doctors, I hear Jeff has a doctor boyfriend."
Kurt grabbed the tea, sipping it. "Mm, he made this at home and sent this over. Um, yes Jeff is dating my boyfriend's best friend."
"So does that mean I can't fuck him anymore?"
"That's between you and Jeffy. I've stopped fucking him. Only because Blaine doesn't like to share."
"So, does he let you top?"
"No, but I'm okay with that. Besides I'm a huge power bottom and I love the way he fucks me."
Jace blushed. "I guess I have to find a boyfriend now that Jeff's off the market."
Kurt shrugged, eating his donut. "Holy fuck this donut is amazing. So, um, yeah. You're young and hot. Try to get one of my students."
Jace shrugged. "Maybe. Anyway, you have a meeting with Marcus Ross at eleven and meeting with Johnson Lee at two."
"Okay. Thanks. I'm thinking Chinese for lunch. Pull up the menu from that one place we love so much."
Jace nodded, leaving the office. Kurt grabbed his laptop and started going through emails. He had a full day, might as well get started now.
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