REALLY LONG AN:
Hi guys!
So first thing's first I haven't forgotten this story and to prove my point, I'll be updating tomorrow and two days after that until I finish the story. So for everyone who's been patiently waiting here are the reasons why I couldn't update any sooner.
1. I lost a dear family member and that just destroyed my muse
2. Uni is kicking my ass and I've barely made it to the Dean's Lister
3. I've decided to finish drafting everything so I'll just post them. (YES, I'm QUITE DONE WITH THE STORY, JUST NEED TO EDIT A FEW STUFFS TO SATISFACTION.)
4. KLAINE BREAKUP momentarily killed me
5. NO summer and term breaks. =((
So there, BUT I'LL BE UPDATING TOMORROW ,So no need to fear, tezu's here!
As compensation for not posting today, I've decided to give a little background preview of what happened during the past chapters because I'm pretty sure you're all wondering what this story is even about.
CHAPTER 1-4 SUMMARY
Kurt and Blaine are originally paired with Mercedes and Sam respectively. One night, Agent Blaine was sent on a mission where he crossed paths with a seemingly brunette woman who just happens to be Kurt on a cross mission with Mercedes against Blaine's team.
From then on, Schuester decides to combine Kurt's pair with Blaine's pair and at first the two hated each other to the bone but then when one mission failed because of their fights and Sam had been taken by the main antagonist, they've been forced to collaborate together without the help of the agency who decided to draw back on their support of the mission to help Sam.
On their second time of trying to save Sam, they failed but how will the group cope after this failure?
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Flashbacks are in italics
As promised, here's chapter 5!
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anon: thank you so much for caring, and I have been very busy these past few months and honestly without a muse, I could not continue writing this.
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macy: samcedes coming up but not in this chapter though
Chapter 5
10:58 pm November 30, 2012
Wang Shi Hua Estate, Beijing China
"Don't move!"
Kurt's hand paused in the middle of unlocking the handrails from the magnetic cable cord.
"Hands above your head"
Turning around, Kurt was not at all surprised with what he saw in front of him. At least ten huge men, all pointing a moderately sharp enough gun at him. Slowly, he placed his hand up in the air and calmly estimated how much time he could take the idiots down.
"Kurt!" Kurt's eyes landed on Sam. Sam who is currently held by two gruff men with Mr Wang next to him.
Seeing Sam, Kurt thought that maybe it would be easier to get away from here. He just needed to get the ten guards distracted then maybe Sam could help him out and they could safely leave this wretched mansion. Hopefully Blaine doesn't come in too late.
"Agent Kurt Hummel" Mr Wang's voice sounded appeasing and sarcastic at the same time
Kurt's eyes shifted to the old man "You know Mr Wang, I don't get your motive here. Why hold Sam? We plan on leaving just as soon as we got him, you know?" Kurt said confidently before adding "Don't you think it'll be better for both sides if everyone leaves unharmed?"
"Ahh but it's too late for that now Mr Hummel." Mr Wang answered coughing a little in the process
"Kurt he's trying to buy nuclear missiles from Saudi Arabia and use it to attack the government by-" Kurt watched as Sam visibly tensed and a burly-looking Chinese man grinned behind him.
Mr Wang said a few words in Chinese and a few men hurled Sam before bring out a tape and wrapping it across Sam's mouth.
Five men came and Kurt was forced to drop the gun he was hiding. They went behind him and brought out a gun, pressing it to Kurt's face. "Why?", he asked.
The smile that Mr Wang presented was notorious and conniving. "That isn't any of your business, Agent Hummel"
"It is if it involves my country" Kurt retorts
Mr Wang's next move showed a very dark smile before he ordered his men to get inside the copter along with a protesting Agent Evans
Kurt was pushed by the Chinese man behind him and he walked towards the copter when he heard the zipping sound from behind him
Blaine
He took advantage of the state of surprise from the man behind him before knocking him to the ground and taking the gun. He fired three shots and was lucky to hit both Sam's captor and the person driving the helicopter they rode.
-end flashback
1:00 am December 1, 2012
Hyatt Hotel, Beijing China
Kurt's thoughts cut short when he heard three knocks on the door to his bedroom. A second later, a mass of curly black hair appeared and soon he was faced with one Agent Anderson. "Mind if I come in?"
Kurt shrugged before turning his back to Blaine. He's currently at the small balcony of their hotel. The view isn't that good especially since they only got a cheap hotel but Kurt liked it. He could still see the moon and it was nice seeing some of the lower houses here and there.
Something cold touched Kurt's left cheek and Kurt turned to see Blaine holding up a can of diet coke. At least, it looked like one, except it was in Chinese.
Kurt was amused. Without a word, he took the offered beverage arching one perfectly shaped eyebrow at the man next to him.
"Mercedes said you liked those" Blaine laughed at Kurt's expression "I wasn't really sure if they sell those here but when I got to the nearest convenient store, lo and behold its sitting perfectly still in one of those crazy vending machines"
Kurt couldn't help the smile that slid past his face. This was definitely a good change of everything that happened. He popped open the can and held it up to Blaine's can of energy drink before a soft 'clink' sound signaled the touch of the two drinks.
It was until a few comfortable seconds of silence that one of them spoke.
"So what's up?" Kurt commented as if they've known each other for a long time
Blaine produced a pathetic laugh before looking at Kurt "Not much, just trying to get a friend back"
Kurt silently sipped his coke before turning his body full faced towards Blaine, a look of discernment on his face. "A friend…" he repeated "And how long have you known this friend?", he added.
"Not long, but he was really close to me" Blaine answered
With eyes fixed onto the black-haired man next to him, Kurt's lip twitched ever so slowly upwards "How does one define as a 'close friend' Mr Anderson, if I may ask" Kurt questioned, liking the way Blaine grinned at the name. Though it was just his name, Kurt wasn't sure why Blaine felt it funny but somehow seeing the other man smile, brought unusually weird flips to his stomach.
"Well…" Blaine started, eyes shifting from the buildings found outside Kurt's balcony "for me, a close friend is defined as someone who I enjoy spending my time with"
"Even if that person doesn't want to spend time with you?" Kurt's eyebrow raised teasingly
Blaine grinned a little before bumping his shoulder to Kurt's arms "Don't be a bitch, I'm trying to say something inspirational here"
Kurt's laugh rang out softly though Blaine's ears. And really? Why does Blaine feel like that sound is the best thing he's ever heard in his entire life? Blaine's eyed Kurt, noticing a few highlights in his hair. In Blaine's opinion, it looked amazing and just perfect for Kurt. And his eyes, oh god don't get him started with Kurt's eyes. It looked so blue tonight, as if all of the moon's reflection suddenly radiated through those sea blue eyes. Now Blaine can't stop looking at Kurt's lips. Why do they have to look so soft? And full… Ugh, this was not the time to fall for someone!
"Well?"
Kurt's voice snapped Blaine from his daydream. He shook his head a couple of times in an attempt to clear his thoughts before answering "A friend…A really close, really great friend is someone who I'd be happy to share a lot of things with"
"Fair enough" Kurt nodded
"I'm actually talking to a close friend of mine, right now" Blaine continued, his eyebrows moving up and down in a teasing manner.
"Oh really?"
"Yup"
"Tell me more about this close friend of yours…" Kurt sipped his coke again before looking up at Blaine, unable to keep his the smile that threatened to spill from his lips.
Blaine gulped, he wasn't normally an easy target kind of guy but Kurt's smile had suddenly made him feel vulnerable. As if he would gladly give up everything to see that smile everyday for the rest of his life. So… Blaine wants nothing more but Kurt Hummel as of the moment but hey, he was beautiful in every damn way so sue him.
"You know, one of the reasons why I came to this industry was because of my friends" Blaine confessed, eyes trained back to the energy drink he's holding
Kurt's interest heightened. Blaine has this energy inside him that just makes Kurt want to know everything about said person. He just radiates all things happy and right now, Kurt admits that that is what's missing in his life right now…Maybe learning a two from Blaine's past might make Kurt feel that Blaine isn't the perfect super happy and careless guy he's thought of.
"Go on" Kurt said, a little disappointed because of the sudden change in topic but nonetheless interested.
"We had been kind of the typical best of friends" Blaine smiled fondly at the memory "I was always with him, we were completely inseparable and just hung out wherever we want" Blaine sighed, those days were gone "I initially wanted to be a music teacher, he was the one who wanted to be in this industry you know?"
Kurt looked appraisingly at Blaine, "So what happened? Is he the music teacher now?"
Blaine breathed a sigh of humor at that "It would've been better if it went that way" The couple of year's events went by in Blaine's thoughts quite smoothly, as if it had only happened a couple of months. "I was at my first teaching class … and he was doing his job, much like what we're doing. He…He called me at the middle of the night crying and telling me to tell his family everything and that I was the best of friend one could ever hope for"
Blaine's eyes glistened with unshed tears and Kurt instinctively reached out but held back at the last minute.
"I didn't believe at first. Thought he was crazy for calling at two freakin am in the morning and I told him to sleep. But before I hung up on him, he told me that he finally made his dreams and that he didn't regret anything. I haven't heard from him in the next few days and until now, they still haven't found his body"
"Then, what made you decide to try this industry?"
"Curiosity, I guess?" Blaine laughed pathetically at himself, even for him, his answers were vague and simply stupid. Maybe he wouldn't be having any problems if he stayed to his music career… "Then when a few years back, before I was partnered to agent Evans, I had another close friend. We did practically every mission together and we were pretty good with all of them"
"What's his name?" Kurt asked, he might be able to help Blaine out a little bit just because he was in the industry longer.
"His name's David. He and I suddenly hit it off after our first mission. And truthfully, I never expected him to be the one to die. Between the two of us, he was the veteran and I was the newbie."
"And the mission?"
"We weren't able to finish it. He was taken as hostage, the agency told me to abort the mission and I did. Now he's dead"
"Bodies?"
"None found"
"Then you can't be sure that he really is dead, Blaine. What if he was just-"
"It's done, okay?" Blaine snapped, hands finding their way to his sea of dark curls and dragging down to his face. "It's been ten years, Kurt. I've lost too much of my friends. I can't afford to lose another one…" his voice sounding guilty from the sudden outbreak of emotions.
Kurt came face to face with Blaine's eyes and held back his breath at the emotions that ran amok the shorter agent's features.
Blaine's voice cracked ever the slightest bit as he reached one hand to touch Kurt's face. That was when it hit Kurt like a burst of meteor shower all across a vast ocean. Blaine wasn't just afraid to loose Sam, but based on what Kurt is seeing right now - the way Blaine's eyes burned with passion as he gazed towards Kurt – he didn't want Kurt to leave.
Kurt's heart raced as Blaine's fingers skimmed through his hair, traveling down his jaw line and pulling him close. Suddenly, they were looking at each other's lips and the gravity that urged and pulled them together could no longer be stopped.
In an instant, when their lips touched, a spark of something addictive rushed through them.
For a few seconds their kiss was chaste, just a simple touch of their lips. Then finally, when Blaine's tongue swiped eagerly across Kurt's closed lips, Kurt moaned before granting Blaine's tongue access.
Touching. Their hands wouldn't stop touching, everywhere and everywhere either one of them could reach they would touch and caress.
Kurt moaned softly as Blaine's fingertips found their way underneath Kurt's shirt. He shivered as the cool breeze that drove through the window rolled onto the little patch of skin that Blaine's fingers exposed. Blaine must've felt it too because his oh so glorious tongue stopped outlining the pad of Kurt's mouth and pulled back.
Kurt's eyes slowly opened before coming face to face at the burning hazel eyes of the black-haired agent. "Bed" he whispered, mouth barely moving and sound barely reaching Blaine's ears.
"what?" Blaine whispered back, momentarily dazed by Kurt's features that was considerably heightened by the moon's rays.
"We should…" Kurt mumbled, suddenly feeling uncomfortable and licked his lips unconsciously before continuing, "We should move this to the bed"
Blaine blinked once before gulping "yeah- Yeah, we should" Hesitantly, he held out his palms and silently offered his hand to Kurt – who took it slowly then tightened his grasp around it – before guiding him to the direction of the bed.
Without another word, their lips found each other and this time, they let their hands find its way on each other's clothes and a game of pull and tug went between them.
Kurt found himself slightly short-breathed as he pulled off Blaine's shirt. Of course he expected the near-combat styled fighter to be slightly more muscled than he is but wow, he didn't expect to find himself in front of an entirely too handsome too manly sort of guy. It's as if the poor lighting in the room only enhanced the shades and tones of Blaine's body – the way the shadows of Blaine's muscles only made them look heavier and firm had Kurt salivating on the sight in front of him.
It wasn't long before they've completely discarded all their clothes and Kurt's back met the soft mattress. Blaine hovered over his body and started nipping and kissing the length of his neck. A sharp intake of breath unconsciously graced out of Kurt's lips as Blaine took hold of his cock and lazily started pumping it.
He didn't understand how Blaine could make him feel like this – like he was some sort of teenage boy who was currently in the process of losing his virginity. Nevertheless, he loved the feeling. He embraced it willingly and accepted the heat that curled around his chest. With the way Blaine was looking at him, he felt loved and cared for. In his eyes he could see – see the way Blaine hungrily rakes over his body making him feel like he was an endangered angel that fell graciously on Blaine's arms.
It drove Kurt dizzy thinking of the way Blaine all but worshiped his body, trailing kisses down his shoulder blades to his chest momentarily sucking on his nipple and making him gasp before traveling further down to his already weeping cock.
Blaine gave an experimental lick at the head of Kurt's cock before taking all of it down deep his throat, causing one of Kurt's hands to slide towards the pillows and the other clutching tightly onto the bed sheets.
In a few seconds, Kurt is eagerly thrusting his hips towards that hot cave that is Blaine's mouth.
He got lost in the throes of pleasure that he barely registered that lone finger that started circling his hole before pushing knuckle deep inside of him.
It felt so good that he whined when Blaine suddenly stopped and he groaned, eyes flying open before he adjusted his position so half of his body arched from the bed with his elbows on either side serving as the weight-carrier.
"Blaine…"
His cock twitched at the sight of Blaine sucking eagerly at his two fingers before slipping them inside Kurt and making the latter moan, arching his back further in an arc.
"Blaine!" Kurt cried out as Blaine's fingers undoubtedly just brushed Kurt's prostate. Then he kept rubbing it and Kurt's legs automatically spread open, inviting more of Blaine's fingers.
"Urt…Kurt!" Blaine's fingers stopped its scissoring motion and Kurt glared accusingly at him. "I don't have the materials." Blaine continued.
Kurt's brows furrowed at the statement before realizing what that meant. He rolled his eyes reaching for the wallet on top of the bedside table and pulling out a condom he kept for emergency before opening the bedside drawer and throwing a half used sachet of lube and the condom at Blaine.
Said man raised his eyebrows at Kurt and the latter merely rolled his eyes before waiving his hand in a dismissive manner.
Blaine shrugged, opting to find out later about the materials Kurt carries with him, before he slipped the condom on, poured some lube on and stroked his cock a few times knowing fully well that Kurt's staring right at his actions.
It was obvious to Kurt that Blaine was teasing him. How can he just kneel there, between Kurt's legs and pleasure himself when he knows fully well that Kurt's hole had been dying to have something inside.
"UGH! Blaine just fuck m – AHH!" Kurt screamed as Blaine suddenly plunged inside his thankfully lubed enough hole.
Blaine waited for Kurt to adjust for a few seconds before finally moving.
Kurt's nails found their way across Blaine's back and stayed there.
They moved in a synchronized motion as Blaine pulled and pushed inside him while Kurt fucked himself on Blaine's cock.
"Oh god….there! THERE!" Kurt's nerves felt numb at the pleasure cursing through him. Blaine was leaving more marks across Kurt's neck and collarbone as he practically nailed Kurt's prostrate with a fast and deep pace.
It wasn't long before Blaine's movement started getting desperate and Kurt was practically wailing at the pleasure of it all. Blaine maneuvered Kurt's jaw before kissing him and a battle of tongues began.
Kurt's moans were muffled by Blaine's mouth as he took the brown-haired agents cock and started stroking it in time of his thrusts.
When they came, Kurt pulled off of Blaine's kiss and all but screamed his name as he felt the hot coiling sensation at the pit of his stomach explode, coming all over his stomach. He barely registered it in his mind that Blaine also came with Kurt's name on his lips as he plunged balls deep inside of Kurt and groaned in ecstasy at the tight tight grip around his cock.
Kurt lay limp after that. He rolled onto his side, wincing at the empty feeling when Blaine pulled off. As much as he wants to clean up, he couldn't lift a finger, much less move out of the bed. So cleaning up would have to wait until he's rested.
He felt the bed dip next to him before Blaine's arm wound itself around his waist, wash cloth in hand as he silently cleaned Kurt up.
"Thanks" Kurt mumbled, eyes already falling
"No problem" Blaine answered as he tossed the wash cloth somewhere when he finished cleaning Kurt. "hey.."
"Hm?"
"Why do you have lube in your drawer?" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear as he moved to situate himself behind Kurt, lazily leaving kisses across Kurt's neck
Kurt wanted for Blaine to see him roll his eyes at him but sighed. "I was masturbating yesterday okay? What else do you wanna know?"
"Were you thinking of me?" Blaine grinned, gently biting Kurt's neck where he's sure to have left marks…plenty of marks.
Kurt smirked, "You wish!" was the last thing he remembered saying before falling in a fitful sleep missing Blaine's reply back
"I do…"
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