I know I'm not talking much, but really the story explains it self!'
Oh and this is like real long!...(like Blaine and Kurt's diiiiick!) lol sorry
I own nothing! But if I did, you know what I would do (;
Chapter 7:
'Hey, do you mind if Blaine comes to the party with you?-J'
'Uh, I won't be going. Rachel wants me to go see a movie with her.-F'
'You're gonna be ball-less, dude XD-J'
'Oh well. But just ask Kurt. I'm pretty sure he's going. You know him. Never skipping free beer and smokes. Besides we won't be gone the whole night. I want to see the big news Puck has in store.-F'
'That's rude. I'm telling him.-J'
'It's the truth! :D-F'
'I gtg, Rachel is calling. Later.-F'
'Fucking love birds(; bye, Frankenteen-J'
Jared threw his phone over, deciding to ask Kurt later when Blaine arrived. Speaking of which, where was he?
"I'm not wearing gel, I'm keeping it straight!" Blaine yelled at his dad who was leaning in Blaine's bedroom doorway.
"Blaine, if you don't, you aren't going on that date." Mr. Kiniper said, running his hand over his perfectly gelled hair. Blaine smirked. His so called 'date' was actually a party at Puck's house.
"How come Leo doesn't have to? Why can't I just wear my hair straight?" Blaine buttoned his plaid shirt, shaking his head.
"Because Leo is a kid, Blaine. And if you straighten it and then you sweat it just goes back those curls."
"Well it's does that when it's gelled. And I doubt I'm going to do something to make me sweat. Now, I'm just gonna go like this." Leo came in and hugged Blaine's legs.
"Go where, bubba?" Blaine smiled.
"Hmm... I'm going somewhere with a friend!" He picked him up and stared into his electric blue eyes. He knew someone with blue eyes. He smiled at that. He then put Leo down and grabbed his sweatshirt. He pulled at his loose jeans, needing to buy a belt soon. He walked past his dad who let him go with a sigh.
"Will you at least be back tonight?" Louis asked.
"I- no. I don't think so." He ran down the stairs and out the door. Louis ran his Han down his face and sighed loudly.
"What's wrong, dada?" Leo asked, looking up at his dad.
"Just don't grow up so fast, okay, kid?" He smiled and smoothed his sons hair out his face before walking down the stairs, his blond boy on his heels.
"So i'll be at the party later on. I have to go talk to Shue for a while." Blaine gave Jared a confused face. "Our manager.
He gets us gigs. Well, he's supposed to. We haven't has any yet." Blaine swung their hands up and down once they entered the Hudson-Hummel yard. Just then Finn was leaving, his hands in hi pockets.
"Sup Finn, Kurt here?" Jared said stopping at Finns car. He looked up and smiled.
"Yeah, he's upstairs in the shower. Fixn' to leave though. See you guys tomorrow at practice." He waved and jumped in his car.
Once he left he looked over at Jared. "Why was Finn here?"
"He lives here, Blaine." Jared opened the door.
"Why?" Blaine said letting go of his hand.
"...because he's Kurt's brother?" Jared laughed. Blaine face palmed. Of course. That explains them always leaving together and coming to practice together.
"Well Kurt's dad and Finns mom got married a long time ago so.." Jared said They entered the empty house and Blaine slumped on the couch. Jared smiled over at him. He went behind the couch and ran his fingers through Blaine's straight hair.
"You're so perfect..." Jared whispered. Blaine sighed and reached his hand up to stop him.
"No... I'm not." Jared frowned an bent down to kiss him. Blaine sighed into it. Kurt came bounding down the stairs in just underwear, humming a song before he stopped.
"What the fuck are you two doing in my house and why the fuck are you making out?" Kurt had a disgusted face in glancing at Blaine.
'Thank god, Kurt.' Blaine thought.
"Oh, I was just dropping him off. I have to go-"
"Dropping him off why?" Kurt crossed his arms over his bare pale chest.
"Damn I forgot to call. Uh he's going to the party with you. Gotta go now, bye guys!" Jared ran out the house slamming the door.
"Listen I didn't know about this." Blaine turned around to look at Kurt, but then turned back around, blushing because he was half naked. Kurt noticed.
"You've seen me naked before, we fucked." Kurt rubbed his hands down his chest winking at Blaine. Blaine mentally moaned.
"Uh, when are we leaving?"
"Whenever, babe."
"Don't-"
"Shut up, Blaine." Kurt found a lighter and lit a cigarette he left on the table. He took a long drag before walking over and throwing himself on the couch opposite of Blaine.
"You smoke in your house? Is that even healthy?" Blaine coughed a little. Kurt finished his cigarette before he answered.
"Nope, Blainey Boy. First time parents aren't here." He got up and stretched. He went over to Blaine and got in his face. "You are still cute even without your curls." Kurt breathed. He flipped his hair to the side, still wet from his shower. He noticed how Blaine shrunk back and he rolled his eyes. "Are we still gonna be awkward around each other, or what?" Kurt stood up and smirked.
"It was just your breath. Ugh, I don't wanna be awkward around you Kurt, it's just that I-"
"You have a boyfriend. I fucking know that. But I can't help it. You know that. Your so cute. I just- I just wanna kiss you." Kurt leaned in so he was nose to nose with Blaine. He smiled slightly when he noticed Blaine blushing. He kissed him for half a second before pulling away and checking the time. He told Blaine he'd be back and ran up the stairs.
Blaine just sat there, still blushing. He'd had sex with Kurt, yet he felt a jolt of electricity when they kissed. He wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing. But he oddly liked it when Kurt was all flirty with him. It was cute.
He was cute. Everything about Kurt. His eyes where so blue with green and gray he didn't know how that was possible. His hair was always perfect. So brown. And it wasn't just brown. It was chestnut colored. His ass...Blaine absolutely loved Kurt.
Woah... 'Love' was a strong word. Blaine shook his head, but he smiled.
"AY! Ay! Yes! PAAAAAAAAARTY HARD!" Puck started dancing on the table with two bottles of alcohol in each hand. He chugged at one before passing it over to a blond headed girl. She looked at it before giving it back.
"Sorry, I don't think drinking will make me human again." She said before stripping out I her clothes and started dancing on the wall. Puck watched her, smirking when another blond came up and hit him.
"Quinn, babe, Brittany is lesbian! Nothing to worry about." Quinn glared at her boyfriend before getting pulled away by a guy in a wheel chair. The two started dancing and making small talk. Puck smacked his lips. He turned around finding Mercedes and Sam were making out in a corner. Next to them on the couch were Mike and Tina, talking to each other with heart eyes.
Santana was spotted overfilling her glass while staring at Brittany. "Hey, watch what you are doing, Satan." Puck yelled over the loud music. She stuck up her middle finger before going over to her girl friend. Puck finished both bottles and stumbled off the table into the kitchen. "Woah there!" Puck winked, obviously drunk.
"Ugh Puck, leave." Kurt looked over at him and flicked him off.
"I can't stay and watch you two have sex?" Puck pleaded. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"We were just talking. I-I think?" Blaine drank the rest of what ever mixture was in his cup before falling back on the island. His hair was already poofy with curls. And you can tell by his eyes that he was long gone.
"Puck. Leave." Kurt pointed him out and Puck threw his hands up in surrender.
"I just came for another bottle!" He reached for the one that was by Kurt and ran. Kurt didn't care. He was far too high and drunk to even move right now.
"Blaine- hey. I need to finish my- my story." He smiled and grabbed him by the collar.
"What?" Blaine asked confused. But he was right. Kurt an Blaine were just talking, they had not physical contact yet that night that included maybe a kiss on the cheek.
"SPIN THE BOOOOOTTTLE!" Puck shouted.
"Let's go, Kurt!" Blaine grabbed his hand and they jumped off the island and into the room.
"I'll go first!" Mercedes shouted. She gave it a spin and it landed on Sam. They both laughed before meeting each other half way. They kissed only shortly before Puck reached in and spun the bottle. It landed on Santana and he huffed. She rolled her eyes and leaned in, taking Puck from behind his neck. Quinn glared at the two, crossing his arms.
"Um, you two can stop now!" She stated, pretty annoyed. Puck pulled away, gazing into the Latinas eyes. Quinn rolled her eyes before leaving and sitting next to Tina on the couch. It was Kurt's turn and he cautiously spun the bottle, hopping it would land on Blaine.
The bottle spun twice before it landed on Blaine. Kurt mentally smiled, but kept a bitch face on in the outside world. Blaine blushed, before looking around the room.
"Go on. Show us whatcha got." Puck said nudging Blaine in his side. He cleared his throat and sat on his knees. Kurt reached forward, hands going for his curls. Blaine forced his lips on Kurt's, and automatically thrusted his tongue into the elders mouth.
He heard Kurt moan, which made him moan, and kiss harder. He forgot where he was or if he was surrounded by people or not. His lips were on paradise and really to him that's all that mattered. He began to pull Kurt over before he heard someone clear their throat. Blaine bit Kurt's bottom lip before he pulled away. He looked up to see who had interrupted them.
"What's this?" Jared said.
"You need to calm the hell down! We were playing a game, Jared."
"You were swallowing him whole. Blaine, I know you are drunk right now, but I know you aren't drunk enough to go making out with someone behind my back!" Jared and Blaine were outside underneath a tree. Jared slumped down on the tree, sighing. Blaine just rolled his eyes.
"I don't know why you are upset with me."
"Is there something going on between you two? Because if there is, I- I need to know so I can leave."
"Leave? What are you-"
"Answer the fucking question!" Jared punched the tree. "Answer it Blaine. A simple yes or no."
"I- yes... We..." Blaine stumbled over his words.
"You fucked him.. Didn't you?" Jared was looking off into space, eyes threatening to leak.
"Jared, it was a mis-" Blaine tried but Jared grabbed him by the shirt collar.
"You have feelings for him. Just admit. You love him more than me. Well guess what?" Jared let Blaine go. Blaine began shaking his head. "You can fucking have him. Tell everyone I'm done. Fuck everyone!" Jared pushed past Blaine and started running in the direction of his home. Blaine stood there, not knowing what to do.
His high became a low, and he was sobering up. He was finally free, yet he felt pained. Blaine did love Kurt.
Damn.
Liked Kurt. He laid down on the wet grass and closed his eyes. "Kurt's mine." He whispered.
Kurt watched as Jared stormed away and Blaine lay down. He saw Blaine's mouth move, but didn't know what he was saying. Kurt shook his head and drank the rest of his beer before wabbling out the door and towards Blaine. He fell next to Blaine, breathing in his scent. He curled into the boys side, nuzzling his face in the boys curls.
Blaine laid there in silence, loving the comforting silence between them. He wouldn't jump right into a relationship with Kurt, just because Jared dumped him. Blaine wanted Kurt, and he knew he wanted him back, by the way he was rubbing the boys arm.
"So.. What happened?" Kurt asked, breath full of alcohol.
"If I told you, you'd forget it tomorrow." Blaine stated. He looked up at the tree branches, watching the leaves sway in the gentle breeze.
"I'm not that drunk, Blaine." Kurt rolled the 'r'. Blaine chuckled and turned towards him. He saw a sincere look in the elders eyes. His cheeks were pink and his lips still swollen from their kiss. Blaine squinted and sighed when he turned back to his back.
"Jared and I broke up... Because he knew something was going on between us."
"Shit! Blaine- I- this is my fault. I shouldn't have screwed-" Blaine cut him off with a wave.
"Nah... It wasn't your fault.. It wasn't anyone's. We did what felt right. And, when we.. Had sex, that felt right. It felt better than Jared."
Kurt sat up and smirked at the boy. "Wanna go for a swim?"
"I didn't bring anything though."
"Get your ass up Blaine. I swear you ruin moments." Kurt laughed pulling Blaine to his feet. He began to take off his shirt when Blaine realized what they were doing. Kurt held himself as he walked into the cold water, shivering when he was shoulder deep.
Blaine grinned and jumped in making a big splash. Kurt glared at him when he resurfaced. Blaine's now curled hair bouncing. Blaine swam over to Kurt and threw his arms around his waist. Kurt pulled them closer together, both moaning softly when their cocks touched.
Blaine went in for a kiss, but Kurt stopped him.
"I'll kiss you first." He winked and kissed Blaine on the nose. Blaine complained before being shushed with a kiss on the lips. Blaine kissed him back, pushing Kurt on the pool wall. Kurt bit Blaine bottom lip before peppering kisses in the boys jaw line and neck. He began to suck on Blaine's soft spot just behind his ear. Blaine moaned and thrusted onto Kurt. Kurt sucked harder, marking a spot on his skin.
Blaine started to grind on Kurt slowly, moaning with pleasure. Kurt gripped Blaine's curls, yanking them while grinding back on Blaine. Kurt turned, making Blaine on the wall and him in front. He winked and sunk down in the water.
"What.. Where's he... Ung!" Blaine looked down when he felt Kurt sucking him. Blaine smiles but it instantly turned into an 'o' shape as he felt Kurt go all the way down.
Kurt sucked at the tip of Blaine's cock before resurfacing for air. He was instantly caught by Blaine's mouth. Blaine licked the bottom of Kurt's lips asking for entrance. Kurt let him in, and sucked on his tongue.
Blaine's hard on was running against Kurt's and they both panted.
"Ah..Blaine... Please... Fuck me! Ung!" Kurt moaned.
"I want you.. Inside of me."
Kurt stopped, making Blaine whine like a puppy.
"Honestly I haven't.. Topped.. Before." Kurt looked away, pretty embarrassed in their situation.
"I'm sure you'd be amazing, babe- Kurt" Blaine caught himself. Kurt heard it, but pretended not to.
Blaine swam over to the stairs, motioning for Kurt to follow.
"Okay-"
Kurt kissed Blaine real hard. Blaine was startled by it but kissed back. Kurt pulled away with a smile before lining himself up in Blaine's entrance.
"T-tell me if I hurt you." Kurt said staring into the hazel eyes of the boy he loves.
Woah. Kurt loves Blaine?
No, likes.
"Okay." Kurt pushed himself into Blaine slowly, stopping when he heard Blaine wince. When he told him it was alright he went in further until he couldn't.
"Oooh, fuck!" Kurt panted. He held on to Blaine's waist, shutting his eyes as the heat surrounded Kurt's cock. He started to breath harder. Blaine looked up at him, his hazel eyes, now a dark brown almost black. He bit his lip, wrapping his legs around Kurt's waist. Kurt opened his eyes as he rubbed his length up Blaine's chest. Both of them moaned when Kurt pulled out a little them plunged right in.
Blaine pushed at Kurt's chest, stopping him. Blaine hasn't bottomed in a while and he wasn't even stretched so he was getting used to the burn. Kurt looked down into the brown swirls, noticing they were darker than before. Kurt knew he wasn't going to last if he was just staying in there. The heat was getting hotter, consuming him.
Blaine smiled up to Kurt before pulling him down for a kiss. This was what he didn't want to happen. He didn't want to jump into a relationship right now, but he really wanted Kurt. Kurt kissed him back, desperately, moving in and out if Blaine slowly.
Blaine dug his nails into Kurt's back as he controlled the kiss and the speed they were going. As Kurt kissed him sloppily, Blaine was throwing himself on Kurt's cock.
"I- fuck! B-blaaaaaaaaaine." Kurt moaned into his lips. Blaine could sense that he was close, and he himself was too. Kurt took one of his hands off Blaine's chest and started to pump Blaine, trying to match the rhythm he was going at. With out any warning though, Blaine came hard into Kurt's hand, shooting in both of their chests. Just like a timer, Kurt came right afterwards, inside of Blaine. They both laid there, Blaine lying on the top stair and Kurt halfway inside the pool. Kurt laid on top of Blaine when he gently pulled himself out. Both of them breathing hard, Kurt found Blaine's hand and intwined their fingers together.
"Y-you know we can't stay like this forever, right?" Blaine said looking up at the stars.
"Yeah I know." Kurt said in the most angelic like voice ever. He shivered, standing out of the pool and stretching... His arms... Before walking towards his clothes. He bent over right when Blaine came behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"Wanna sleep in a tent tonight?" He said motioning towards the random tent by the edge of the house. Kurt blushed and nodded, grabbing both of their clothes. He walked over and found a towel in there. He grabbed it and wrapped it around his waist.
"I'm gonna go get blankets, ba- Blaine." Kurt mentally face palmed before walking off into the house.
"Puuuuuck! Where are your blankets?" Kurt pulled on the mohawked kids shirt. Puck looked down at him, aggravated that he couldn't finish his drink. "Blankets?"
"This way, Lady Hummel." Santana said, walking over an grabbing his arm. She led him up the stairs and into Puck's room, grabbing all his blankets and pillows on the bed.
"Thanks, Satan. I mean Santana."
"Yeah yeah. So tell me.. Where are you and curly sleeping?"
"Who?" Kurt said, already walking away towards the door.
"That Anderson kid! I saw you two making love."
"Wha-"
"Don't even try to deny it!" Santana said, crossing her arms. She was seriously getting on his nerves. Kurt started to walk away again, before getting hit upside the head with a chair cushion.
"What. The. Hell. Satan,"
"You two goin' out?"
"No! Just... Ugh- why do you care?"
"I don't. Just need information to tell Jared." Kurt turned around when she said that.
He rolled his eyes. "Don't bother, they broke up. Now can I please go?"
"Whatever, Goldie Cocks, but you're telling me everything tomorrow. Full detail. And I mean everything!"
"W... Never mind okay." Kurt rolled his eyes, walking out the door.
"Wanky!" Santana said behind him. He was about to turn around and flick her off, but he looked down and saw his towel had came off.
Kurt dropped everything in the tent, grabbing himself a pillow and laying down in a corner of the large tent. Blaine had asked what had taken him so long, but apparently he didn't want to talk about it. Blaine covered them both up, wrapping an arm around Kurt's side, his cock accidentally rubbed against Kurt's thigh.
"Are we.. Together?" Blaine asked quietly.
It took a few moments for Kurt to answer. "I- only if you want to. I mean I'm not of fan of being in a relationship, but with you, I-I feel like it could work."
"Okay." Was all Blaine said, before falling asleep, his fingers intwined with Kurt's. Kurt tensed up after hearing that question, staying like that the rest of the night.
OMG THAT WAS LONG! You don't know how many fucking times I had to delete, retype, delete an redo! I never thought it would take that fucking long. Oh and it took me a while for the sex scene because I fucking suck ass at those motherfuckers... Anyways..'next chapter won't be as long. I promise!