Chapter 18
When Kurt went to his locker at the end of the day to get rid of his books and pick up his duffel bag he found Blaine lounging against it. He was drumming him fingers against the grey metal and clicking his tongue piercing in a corresponding rhythm. Kurt fiddled with the lock and opened the door, pulling some of the books from his bag and put them into the locker, looking stern. "What's the matter babe?" Blaine noticed the boy's expression. Kurt gave him a scathing look.
"Do you know how many people asked me about my neck? That wouldn't have happened if SOMEONE hadn't stolen my scarf!"
"Oh, sorry I just couldn't resist taking it this morning, I didn't mean to upset you," he said placing his hand on Kurt's shoulder, Kurt looked at him and Blaine drew him into a hug, sliding his hands into the back pockets of Kurt's jeans. "I just wanted everyone to know that you're mine before anyone else tries to take you. I mean from the looks of it they already have because I don't remember having white paint on my hands," he said running his hand over Kurt's ass.
"Oh haha," Kurt replied sarcastically, but his expression lightened. "Shall we go then?" He asked as he pulled out of the hug and began to walk towards the front entrance while Blaine walked next to him, still with a hand in his one of his back pockets.
As they walked out of the doors Blaine glared at anyone who gave them a second glance, that was until Kurt stopped abruptly and he nearly walking into him. "Blaine... where's your car?" Kurt asked the question with a nervous edge to his voice as he stood staring a black motorbike. Blaine chuckled, "don't worry, I brought you a helmet," he said, walking over to the bike and pulling a two helmets out of his bag. He handed one to Kurt who looked at in distaste before closing his eyes a pulling it on. "You're going to pay for this," he mumbled and Blaine grinned, putting his own on. He straddled the bike and looked at Kurt who hadn't moved. "Well come on them," he grinned again as Kurt carefully got on behind him, looping his hands around the boy in front. "Ready?" Blaine asked but he wasn't expecting an answer as Kurt squeezed himself closer and he kick the bike to power. They rode out of the lot and down the streets at such speed that Kurt thought Blaine might just be showing off. He pressed his head into the back of the boy in front, closed his eyes and didn't opened them until he felt the bike grind to a halt on the gravel of Blaine's driveway.
"Err, Kurt, you can get off now," Blaine's voice seemed on the edge of laughter but he refrained. Kurt let go of Blaine and stumbled slightly as his feet connected this solid ground. "Whoa there gorgeous," Blaine's hands shot out to catch him before he fell and Kurt leaned onto him to steady himself.
Blaine kept a hand on him as they walked up to the front door and he pulled out a key to open it. As they went inside Kurt looked around. Even though he'd been here before, he didn't realise how grand it really was. He looked over at Blaine who was closing the door behind them. "Can you give me a tour?" Kurt asked him and he nodded glumly. Kurt didn't really know why. He thought back to when he had mentioned the cost of the car and how reclusive Blaine had become at that moment. Actually, thinking about it, he recalled that pretty much every time he had mentioned the price or cost of something Blaine had gone quiet. Kurt didn't know if the fact that he had money made him feel awkward or something along those lines but he got the feeling that Blaine didn't like living here, even if it was a massive house which he had all to himself.
About an hour later, Kurt and Blaine were standing in the cinema room scanning the hundreds of titles for a movie they wanted to watch. After being shown the giant kitchen, dining room, library, sitting room, living room, games room, swimming pool, hot tub and gym along with the eight bedrooms, six bathrooms and garden, they had ordered pizza and Kurt had settled in front of the giant television mounted on the wall. He let Blaine pick the film because there were too many to choose from so he gave up, his only rule being: not a porn film.
Blaine picked out a DVD at from one of the shelves and put it in the player. "What are we watching?" Kurt asked from the love seat. "She Hate Me," he said click a button on the player. "I'm pretty sure it's about sex but I can't really remember so you can't say no," he grinned and walked over to where Kurt was sitting. "Get up," he said and Kurt complied, looking confused. As soon as he was standing Blaine sat down the chair he had just been in. He smirked and Kurt pouted like an infant, folding is arms. "Ok, ok," Blaine said, holding open his arms and moving up to make enough space for Kurt to snuggle into his side.
It turned out that the movie was basically just sex. Kurt couldn't really see any plot to it other than a guy going round and having sex with lots of women as a way of donation sperm. There pizza came five minutes later and they ate while they watched.
About half way through the film, they had finished their pizza and Kurt had begun to lose interest in what was happening on the screen. Blaine was still watching so Kurt took the opportunity to snuggle closer and breathe in his strong aroma of peppermint, tobacco and something that was just Blaine. He started to play with the hem of his shirt, fiddling it between his pale fingers. He leaned up to gently kiss the edge of Blaine's mouth and the curly haired boy looked at him. From there, Kurt began to place more gentle kisses to Blaine's mouth. After the fifth, Blaine caught Kurt's lips between his teeth to stop him from pulling back. He sucked on it as he moved on top of Kurt before letting go and taking his lips into a zealous kiss.
Movie now completely abandoned, Kurt kissed back feverishly as Blaine griped the fabric of his shirt and popped the buttons open one by one. He spilled it off the boy's shoulders and kissed his way down his chest until he reached the waist band of his jeans. Kurt inhaled quickly as Blaine licked the strip of pale skin about the top of the material before unbuttoning them and pulling the fly down slowly while Kurt's cock ached beneath it. Once the zip was open he pulled down the material with the same strickening pace causing Kurt to beg a little. "Please Blaine," he suddenly bucked up as Blaine pressed the palm of his hand onto his crotch through his underwear.
Blaine pulled down his underwear in one motion, causing Kurt's hard member to fall back onto his stomach after it's sudden realise from its previous restrictions. Blaine mouthed at the tip, licking the pre-cum that had gathered at the top. He wrapped his hand around the base as he slid his mouth down the shaft of Kurt's hard cock. He sucked around him as he slid his lips up and down, watch Kurt's eyes roll back in his head as the bliss hit him. Blaine used his free hand to gently rub one of the boy's balls, making him moan loudly.
He began to hum around Kurt's member which made the brunette throw his head back in pleasure and moan louder still. He felt the pool of heat rising in his stomach and gripped onto Blaine's hair tightly to try and warn him. Instead of pulling off though, Blaine began to suck harder, and rutted against the side of the chair as he willed Kurt's orgasm forward. "Fuck Blaine, yes, oh yes yes yes," his yells could have probably been heard throughout the house but he didn't care because there was no-one here but him and Blaine. When he reached is climax, he spilt his seed inside Blaine's waiting mouth and forced his eyes to stay open as he watched the boy in front of him swallow every last drop.
When he had finished, he collapsed back in the loveseat, completely naked and happy. Blaine crawled up to join him and kissed him deeply on the lips, pushing his tongue into Kurt's mouth. For a moment, Kurt wondered why Blaine suddenly tasted different to before, and then he realised that he was actually tasting himself in Blaine's mouth. He groaned at the thought and if he hadn't just come he would be getting hard again. "D'ya want me to..." he gestured at Blaine's crotch and the boy chuckled. "No, it's ok, just watching you did it for me," he winked and Kurt's cheeks pinked.
"Let's go upstairs," he said getting to his feet, smiling, "you look tired." Kurt pulled his Calvin Klein's back on and stood up too, "I guess that just what happens when you get an awesome blowjob," he commented casually and stretched his arms as Blaine grinned.