Hey everyone! Sorry I haven`t updated in so long. I`ve been working on writing my own book! It`s in-progress and it`s posted on Wattpad- It`s called Transcendence Over Failure. It`s based on a true story of one of my best friends, and the Main character is Zene Connery; the book focuses on how poisonous societal standards can be. If anyone`s interested in reading it, let me know and i`ll send you the link? Or if i get enough interest i`ll post the link to it on my profile (: Let me know? :D

Anyway. With TOF in progress, school being crazy, studying for exams, work, choir concerts, piano, BLEH, everything`s a crazy ass mess! Also, something scary is happening within my household rightnow... And It`s really hard on me, my mom was mad the other day and I don`t know if she was serious but she basically said she was thinking about leaving my dad. I don`t even get along with my dad but it`s still really disheartening for me.

But yeah, I should be okay. I always have been. Anywho. Here you go! Sorry the update is taking so long. As explained above, crazytimes right meow!

P.S. Just a forewarning, before anybody gets all high-horse about this chapter- It's CONSENSUAL. Blaine wants this, he wants to be distracted and forget for a while, and Kurt is doing this for him. Because he wants to make Blaine happy somehow, in any way he can. Just so you're all aware that something is gonna happen, but Blaine wants it. So before anyone goes all "Blaine doesn't need that right now-" remember that. Kurt asked Blaine. Thank you for your consideration.

`Kurt?`

`Yes, Blaine?`

Blaine looked over at Kurt who was reading at his desk. Blaine laid on his back on their bed, fiddling with the pocket watch his grandfather had left for him. Kurt`s eyes looked up and away from the words on the page, staring into his boyfriend`s hazel eyes, smiling softly. Blaine smiled back warily, blinking slowly at him.

`Will you cuddle me..?`

Kurt smiled again, putting his book down and walking over to him, laying down on the bed, smiling as Blaine flopped onto his side, and scooted back into Kurt`s embrace until his back was flush against Kurt`s chest. Blaine tucked his head under Kurt`s chin, humming softly to himself in a pleased manner. Kurt kissed the tip of his ear, laughing.

`Better?`

`Of course.`

Kurt closed his eyes, slithering his hand up to rest over Blaine`s heart. He sighed softly as he felt it pound against his chest, and he could almost feel his own heartbeat begin to match that of the beautiful boy before him. He vaguely noticed that Blaine had been speaking, and he immediately chastised himself.

`I`m sorry, what?`

Blaine laughed gently, but it broke soon enough.

`Do... Do you think Grandpa really loved me?`

Kurt tightened his grasp on Blaine, pulling him closer, kissing his mop of curls.

`I don`t see how anyone couldn`t love you.`

`Dad doesn`t..`

`Your dad is a tool.`

Blaine chuckled under his breath, flipping around so he could face Kurt, leaning up to kiss his nose.

`Sadly, he`s not. Tools come in handy, and I don`t think he does.`

`This is true...`

The two laid in silence for a moment, perfectly content to just be. Blaine glanced up, his eyes locking with Kurt`s and he felt his heart thud against his chest as he swallowed. He wanted to ask, so badly, so very badly, but he didn`t know if Kurt would want it...

`What`s wrong?`

`What?`

`Blaine, you always start sucking on your lower lip when you`re upset or thinking too much. What`s wrong?`

Blaine blushed and glanced down, snuggling into Kurt`s embrace. Kurt stroked his back lovingly, waiting for him to answer. Blaine swallowed thickly, opening his mouth to speak.

`Kurt, have you... Have you ever considered... Um... T.. Topping..?`

Kurt`s soothing movement halted and Blaine cringed, fearing the worst. He looked up and saw Kurt`s eyes blown wide, dark with lust, cheeks flushed. His jaw had fallen slack and he looked undoubtedly aroused. He licked his lips, staring down at Blaine`s.

`... Are you serious?`

Blaine slowly nodded and Kurt blushed harder, nodding slowly as well.

`You.. You have?`

`God, so much, Blaine...`

Blaine shivered as his voice dropped a few octaves and he let out a soft whimper. He pulled on Kurt`s shirt, clenching it in his fists as Kurt grabbed his hips, grinding them against his own. Blaine let out a breath as he felt Kurt`s hard length against his own through the fabric of their jeans.

`Is that what you want, Blaine?` Kurt`s breath trailed down along Blaine`s ear, skittering down his neck, hot and heavy and Blaine whimpered again, bucking his hips, causing Kurt to smile.

`Say it, Blaine. Tell me what you want.`

`Kurt, Kurt... I... I want...`

Kurt thrusted his hips against Blaine`s again and Blaine moaned, throwing his head back.

`Ohgodplease, fuck me!`

Kurt`s eyes fluttered at the sound of that, Blaine broken and begging. His subconscious quickly reprimanded him for getting so turned on by the idea of Blaine being submissive but he pushed it aside.

Because god was it sexy.

`I think I figured out one of my kinks...`

Blaine`s eyes opened, looking up at Kurt who crawled over him, his legs on either side of his hips.

`What is it?`

Kurt leaned down, raking a hand into Blaine`s curls and clasping his fingers around the hair, causing Blaine to gasp, the sensation going straight to his cock. Kurt bit his lower lip, smirking.

`You being all submissive and needy for me while I dominate you.`

Blaine whimpered again, his eyes closing tightly.

`O-Oh, oh god...`

Kurt placed a hand on Blaine`s chest, slithering it down to brush across his nipples through the thin fabric of his shirt, trailing it down until he cupped his hand tightly around Blaine`s hard cock, a soft moan sliding between his lover`s lips.

`Does that turn you on, Blaine? It seems like it does.`

`Oh, Kurt! Yes!`Blaine bucked into Kurt`s hand, and Kurt felt his own jeans quickly becoming too tight. He leaned down, kissing Blaine`s lips lovingly before pulling back. He stared into Blaine`s eyes with concern.

`I don`t want to hurt you.`

`Well, it`ll hurt but we can`t help that.`

`No, I mean with the whole.. Dominance thing. I don`t think either of us is ready for anything super heavy or... Kinky or anything...`

Blaine smiled, reaching up to caress Kurt`s cheek.

`So we won`t. You do whatever you think both of us is ready for, and if I get uncomfortable I`ll say... Um... Coffee.`

Kurt smiled gently.

`So, coffee is the safe word?`

Blaine nodded gently, smiling again.

`I trust you, Kurt.`

`I love you.`

`I love you too.`

Kurt captured Blaine`s lips in a kiss quickly before pulling back, stripping himself of his own shirt. Blaine licked his lips hungrily as he watched Kurt's skin slowly become unveiled, every ivory inch taunting him. He lifted his hands, running them up along his sides, then back down, roughly squeezing his hips, causing Kurt to moan and buck his hips forward, creating delicious friction.

"Oh, Blaine," Blaine shivered as Kurt moaned his name so wantonly, "I want you so bad..."

"Fuck, Kurt..."

Kurt smirked, leaning forward and pressing a firm hand against Blaine's chest, holding him down to the bed. He moved in close, licking a long stripe up Blaine's nefck and biting roughly.

"Fuck? I intend to."

Blaine whimpered, grabbing Kurt's hair in his hands and pulling gently, and Kurt bit down harder, sucking on the abused spot on his neck. He slithered his hands up Blaine's sides, moving his shirt along with it. Blaine got the hint and sat up, allowing the shirt to be shucked off and thrown across the room in a lustful daze. His hands snaked down to unbutton Kurt's jeans but he gasped in surprise as he was pushed back rather forcefully into the mattress. He saw Kurt, glaring down at him, a sly smirk on his face.

"Did I say you could touch?"

Blaine moaned brokenly, bucking his hips. Kurt patted his cheek lightly, smiling still.

"Well, Blaine?"

"No... No... You didn't..."

"Exactly." Kurt got up off the bed and sauntered away, leaving Blaine delirious and confused on the bed, and ridiculously turned on. He sat up, staring as his boyfriend started going through papers on the desk like nothing had happened.

"Kurt... I- What?"

Kurt's glare snapped back over his shoulder, the sheer force behind it nearly knocking Blaine back.

"Did I say you could talk?"

Blaine bit his cheek, supressing a moan. He couldn't understand it, why Kurt commanding him, owning him- why it was so ridiculously sexy.

Blaine meekly shook his head, letting out a shaky breath. Kurt walked back over, adding extra sway to his hips, which Blaine's hungry eyes happily followed. They soon stopped before him and Blaine looked up at him, flushed and panting. Kurt slid his fingers down Blaine's arms, grabbing his wrists to lift his hands to Kurt's hips. Kurt smiled down at him as he watched Blaine stare at the unmistakeable bulge in his jeans, licking his lips.

"You want it?"

Blaine nodded slowly, a soft moan coming from the back of his throat. Kurt smirked, raking a hand through Blaine's curls.

"Get it, then."

Blaine moaned brokenly, leaning forward, pulling Kurt's hips towards his mouth by placing his hands on Kurt's ass, squeezing hard. Kurt moaned deep in his throat, his head tilting back in pleasure as Blaine mouthed at the head of his cock through his tight jeans. Kurt unbuttoned them, hissing in relief as some pressure was let off, letting out sharp, shaky breaths as Blaine pulled his jeans down. He watched him in wonder, how needy he was for this. He watched Blaine for some time until he realized Blaine was just looking up at him, and Kurt still had his boxers on.

"Kurt?"

"...Blaine?"

Blaine blushed, his eyes sparkling and wide, his mouth opening and closing as though he wanted to say, or ask something, but couldn't. Kurt gently stroked his thumb across his cheek lovingly, smiling at him.

"What's wrong?"

Blaine swallowed thickly, looking down at the ground.

"I... I..." He seemed to curl into himself more as his next words came out broken and soft, "I like it when you talk dirty to me."

Kurt groaned, bucking his hips forward and Blaine laughed to himself a little, holding firmly onto him. Kurt looked down, breathing heavy again.

"Blaine... I... What- What are the boundaries for this. I want to know what not to say."

Blaine smiled up at him, but quickly rubbed the back of his neck.

"Um... Don't... Don't call me dumb.. Or... Or fat... Nothing bad about appearance, Kurt, I-" He was silenced as Kurt had fallen to his knees, pulling Blaine into a heated kiss, speaking between kisses.

"God, Blaine, no, I couldn't do that even if you wanted me to... What are some things you want me to say?"

Blaine blushed, covering his face.

"Don't judge me..."

"I wouldn't. Ever." Kurt kissed his hands where his nose would be, and Blaine spread his fingers, peering out at him.

"I... I'd really love it if... If you called me... A.. A c..."

"Blaine, if it'll make you feel good, I want to know. Please, Blaine."

"A cockslut!"

Blaine's head ducked down into his hands again and Kurt's eyes fluttered closed, his mind relaying images of Blaine sucking his dick, Kurt telling him how much of a cockslut he is...

"Your whore... Your cockslut... That I like taking it, taking it only from you..."

Kurt smiled at that last bit.

"Well, I would hope so."

Blaine smiled up at him, his face still a fiery red. His eyes flickered away from Kurt's, a nervous habit.

"So... Um... Do... Do you..."

Kurt kissed his lips quickly, placing his hands sweetly on either side of his face.

"I'll try. Just remember, if i ever go too far, or hurt you, or anything, say-"

"-Coffee." Blaine cut him off, smiling nervously, but his eyes sparkled with love and desire. Kurt`s lips curled up into a smile, and he leaned in, kissing Blaine`s soft lips lovingly. He pulled back, standing up and clearing his throat, mesmerized by how Blaine sat wide-eyed, his fingers twitching as he waited for the green light to touch him. Kurt brought his hand up to Blaine's curls and nodded and Blaine made quick work of removing Kurt's boxers. They soon slid to the floor and Kurt stepped out of them, pushing them aside with the ball of his foot and he moaned as he felt Blaine roughly grab Kurt's hips, holding him in place as he sucked lazily on the tip of Kurt's cock. Kurt groaned roughly, pulling on Blaine's hair, causing him to moan around his head.

"God, Blaine..."

Blaine sucked harder, taking more of Kurt's length into his mouth, his cheeks hollowed, dark eyelashes fluttering happily against his cheeks as he swallowed around Kurt's cock. Kurt licked his lips, taking in a shaky breath.

"Such a dirty cockslut..."

Blaine's hips stuttered forwards, his fingers flexing around Kurt's hips, a guttural moan erupting from his throat, vibrating in the best ways all around Kurt's cock. Kurt tried to buck his hips forward, but Blaine held strong, so his attempt failed.

"Harder, Blaine, take it."

Blaine whimpered, taking in Kurt's cock until his nose was pressed against his abdomen. He reached back, massaging Kurt's ass, and Kurt bucked into the heat of his mouth. He pushed Blaine back a bit, and Blaine whimpered, trying to chase Kurt's cock, and Kurt laughed under his breath.

"You'd suck it all day if you could, wouldn't you? I bet you're as much of a cumslut as you are a cockslut..."

Blaine moaned, shivering under Kurt's scrutiny in the dark. Kurt stared at Blaine's wet, slick, lips, covered in saliva and his own precome.

His come.

Kurt growled, leaning forward and kissing Blaine hard, swiftly removing Blaine's jeans, along with his boxers. Blaine's cock sprung free, and Kurt immediately squeezed the base of it hard, leaning down, biting on the dark bruise forming on Blaine's neck. Blaine moaned, throwing his arms over Kurt's back, digging his nails into the skin and pulling.

"You are not allowed to come until I say so, got it?"

"Yes, Kurt, Yes!"

Kurt let go of Blaine, sitting up a bit and reaching across the bed towards the table, opening the drawer of it and pulling out lube and a condom. He threw the condom on the table, popping open the bottle of lube, slicking up his fingers. He felt butterflies begin to form in his stomach as the realization that he'd never done this to another guy hit him. He swallowed thickly, trying to keep up with this, this part he was supposed to play. He felt a hand on his thigh and smiled as he saw Blaine looking up at him, love, adoration, and desire in his eyes. He grinned, his white teeth crackling as they were unveiled and Kurt felt his heart skip.

"I didn't know what I was doing either."

Kurt smiled weakly, leaning down, kissing Blaine's lips lovingly. He always knew.

Always.

Kurt pulled back, letting out a deep breath, spreading Blaine's legs apart. Blaine kept his gaze on Kurt, refusing to look away as Kurt slid his hand down, his finger reaching out and rubbing gently along the tight rim of his ass. Blaine gasped, his body bucking towards the new sensation, and Kurt smiled, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

"Blaine.."

"Y-Yes?"

"Have you ever done this before?"

Blaine blushed, nodding slowly and Kurt smiled again.

"So, you've stretched yourself out on your fingers, wishing it was a thick, long, juicy cock?"

Blaine's head tipped back as he felt one of Kurt's fingers press in. He pushed against the intrusion, wanting more, so much more.

"More, Please, Please Kurt..."

"Hmm, I don't think you want it enough..."

"Please," Blaine's voice was wrecked and broken, coming out almost as near-sobs, "I want to feel you! I just want you, I don't want you to use a fucking condom, and no more stretching, I want my ass to burn when I walk, I want to feel this for days! God, please, Kurt!"

Kurt groaned, pulling his fingers out, adding more lube to his palm. He reached down, slicking up his cock, pumping his fist tightly around his cock and Blaine licked his lips, whimpering softly at the sight. Kurt ran his hand up his side, playing with his nipple for a second before trailing it back down over his thigh. Blaine felt his cock jump at the show Kurt was giving him, and he couldn't take it much longer. He needed to feel Kurt inside. He needed it.

"So you really need it, Blaine?"

Blaine groaned, cover his face with his hands.

"I can't believe I said that out loud..."

Kurt leaned down, nipping at Blaine's lower lip.

"That's okay. You are my cockslut, after all..."

Blaine growled, bucking his hips up, and Kurt leaned back again, taking a pillow with him. Blaine lifted his hips as Kurt slid the pillow underneath, making sure there would be enough comfort for him. Kurt moved closer, shuddering as he felt the tip of his cock against Blaine's tight, hot ass. Blaine threw his arm back behind his head, the other reaching out and fisting the sheets. The image before him made Kurt's cock harden even more. He pushed gently, cringing as Blaine gasped, a broken shriek of pain emitting from his mouth, but the boy pushed back anyway, causing Kurt to go halfway in suddenly. Blaine's eyes were wide and frantic and Kurt forced himself to freeze, his breaths shallow and needy.

"Blaine, I... I... Is it too much? I can pull out, I can-"

"Don't leave me!'

Kurt looked down at Blaine, with his wide, teary brown eyes, full of love, lust, fear, and want.

Fear?

"...Blaine?"

Blaine's bottom lip quivered and he pulled Kurt down so he could hug him quickly.

"Please keep going... I want this... I need this... Don't leave..."

Kurt shook his head...

"No.. No, never."

Blaine watched Kurt as he pushed in, sheathing himself completely, and Blaine breathed out softly, that one word he'd been dreaming of saying.

"...Move."

Kurt pulled back, pressing back in, slowly picking up the pace, going faster every time Blaine told him to, and soon enough their hips were snapping together at an alarming rate of lust-driven passion.

"Oh, Oh, Oh- Kurt- Kurt!" Blaine's voice was gravelly, broken and wanton, and Kurt growled at the sound.

"You take it so well baby, I love it- I love that you only take it from me."

"Just you," Blaine whimpered as Kurt hit his prostate, "Always you!"

Kurt pulled Blaine's hair gently as he pounded into him.

"So pretty, perfect... My perfect whore..."

Blaine's body shuddered, and Kurt knew he was holding back; after all, he did say he couldn't come until he told him so.

"Blaine?"

"Y.. Yes..."

"Come with me."

Blaine groaned, his mouth opening and closing again, the same way it always does when he wants to say something but is too afraid.

"Say it, Blaine. Say it!"

"Kurt, come on me!"

Kurt moaned, pounding into Blaine's ass as he felt Blaine begin to orgasm, setting himself over the edge, and he pulled out, his seed spraying over Blaine's cock, abdomen, chest, and even some of it went on his face. Kurt was about to pull back but Blaine grabbed his wrist, pulling him back down.

"Kurt.. I loved that, so much, I did.. It was perfect, but... Could you... Stay... For a while?"

Kurt took a moment to think about what Blaine was asking of him, and soon enough, he was sure he knew. He leaned forward until his tip was pressing against Blaine's moist, stretched opening, looking to Blaine for confirmation, and Blaine nodded, blushing, his eyes fluttering down. Kurt crawled behind Blaine, pressing back into Blaine, hissing gently as he was oversensitive, but Blaine wanted this. If Blaine wanted this, he'd do this.

If it made Blaine forget, even for a second, he'd do this.

He pulled the blankets up over them, and Blaine snuggled back against Kurt's chest, and soon began sobbing. Kurt felt his heart break as he knew that, yes, he had distracted him.

But only for a short while.

That had been what he wanted but, he just wanted to make Blaine smile.

He wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist tightly, kissing the back of his neck, rubbing his hips and sides lovingly, trying to soothe him.

"Why? Why, Kurt, I don't get it... Why can't my dad just love me... Why couldn't he love me..."

Kurt just held on to him as tight as he could, his eyes shut as tears threatened to slip past as he listened to Blaine, Blaine's inner turmoil that no one ever saw.

No one but him.

Okay, and there you go. I'm so sorry if this isn't the greatest. I'm still getting used to Dominant!kurt, but i felt like Blaine really needed that right now, just to forget for a while.

and be clouded by a haze of lust.

yaaaay!

I made Kurt&Blaine sims and they're dating now... but they wont kiss anymore or anything... i'm worried they want to break up. :c NOOOOO!

That thought inspired a story idea. Huh.

-Echo.