It took another two days for everyone to go back to their normal schedules and for Blaine to FINALLY get some decent alone time with Kurt. They'd been making out later in the day after Blaine had woken up in Kurt's room when Finn had knocked on the door. Blaine had barely had enough time to roll under Kurt's bed before the tall boy came barging in, asking about a New Year's Eve party. They'd been too scared of being caught after that to try anything.
However, on the twenty eighth of December, at 1:28 pm, Finn Hudson's car door slammed shut just a tad too roughly and his engine roared into life. By 1:29 Kurt was thrown against the door and Blaine was devouring the younger boy's mouth. Kurt's hand shot up and twisted in his hair, pulling in the way he'd discovered made Blaine moan the loudest. They ground together, nearly coming right there pressed up against the door, but Blaine wanted to taste Kurt too badly to let that happen. With on last bruising kiss to Kurt's lips Blaine knelt and went to work on Kurt's zipper.
Kurt's fingers tightened in his hair and Blaine nearly lost it right there. "Kurt,"
"Come on, Blaine," Kurt urged.
Encouraged Blaine practically ripped open the front of Kurt's pants. He pulled Kurt's cock out and practically inhaled it in his eagerness to suck on it. He'd been thinking and thinking about Kurt in his mouth for days, fantasizing about it as he lay on his air mattress at night.
Blaine moaned at the taste and weight of Kurt in his mouth, cock hardening SO much. He'd always loved giving head, it was his FAVORITE thing to do in bed, but with Kurt he loved it even MORE. Kurt fit perfectly in his mouth, and he responded so well, gasping and twitching and digging his fingers into Blaine's scalp.
He worked Kurt over quickly, his eagerness overtaking his desire to drag this out. When Kurt came it was with a shout and a buckling of his knees. He slid to the floor right in front of Blaine and he wasted no time attacking the younger boy's mouth. Kurt moaned into his mouth and looped his arms over Blaine's shoulder, holding him in place weakly.
When Kurt finally pulled away to suck in a ragged breath he rested his head against the door. "I hope that wasn't my thank you for the harmonica, because you've already done that a lot."
Blaine choked on a laugh. "Since when are you so cheeky?" He nuzzled Kurt's cheek and kissed just behind Kurt's ear.
"Since you started sucking my brains out through my dick," Kurt answered and then promptly flushed bright red. He coughed awkwardly. Blaine laughed at him fondly.
"How about we go upstairs, we can try something else I've been thinking about if you want. Something we haven't done yet."
Kurt's eyes lit up, Blaine took it for a yes.
Blaine, Kurt noticed when they got to his room, was still hard, it kind of made Kurt's mouth water. He'd only managed to go down on Blaine that one time, he wanted to try again. There was something so intoxicating about being the one in control, the one bringing someone else to the brink and beyond. He kind of loved it.
"So what do you have planned?" Kurt asked and draped himself across his bed dramatically, getting the desired happy chuckle out of Blaine. The older boy climbed on the bed next to him and flopped down, snuggling into Kurt's pillow.
"Well, I remember our talk about different things we could do, do you?" Kurt nodded. "Well, I was wondering if your limits have changed or moved, have they?"
"Um…" Kurt blushed hotly. "I'm obviously okay with mouths now, I still don't want… I don't want the other thing."
"Okay, that's perfectly fine, don't worry about that at all." Blaine ran a sympathetic hand down Kurt's side. "Actually, I mostly figured that. Still, I'd like to try something I mentioned during our talk."
"What?" Kurt was almost afraid to ask. He'd blurred most of that talk out, too embarrassed to really retain anything. All he got when he thought of it was the shape of Blaine's mouth as he said dirty things.
"I'd like to try inter… between the thighs." Blaine's eyes lit up when he said it, beautiful.
"Thighs?"
"Yeah, remember, I told you about it…"
A vague memory of the topic came back, it had been right after the 'toy' discussion; actually Kurt was kind of impressed he hadn't passed out during that talk. Kurt nodded.
"Good, so I was thinking we could try that, if it's okay with you of course."
"Um…" Kurt's face flushed even hotter. Did Blaine want to fuck his thighs? Was that what he was telling him? Kurt snuck a glance at his thighs, they didn't look particularly fuckable, but, honestly, what did he know?
Without his permission his eyes focused in on Blaine's muscular thighs. The memory of what they looked like naked flashed in front of his eyes, then an image of his dick sliding between them. Kurt moaned.
"Kurt?" Blaine's hand cupped his cheek.
"Um…" Kurt mentally shook himself. "Who would… um, who's thighs?"
Blaine grinned. "Well, if you like the idea, and since it'd be your 'reward', you can choose which way we go. I'm perfectly fine with either way." Blaine was VIBRATING with happiness and excitement, visibly giddy with his perceived good idea.
Kurt kind of felt his OWN body shaking. Another image of his dick sliding between Blaine's thighs came to him, and with it came a flood of images. He'd been holding back these types of images the past few nights, too scared of letting them go too far, but now…
Blaine was on his back, mouth open for Kurt's tongue before he even knew he was moving.
"Well?" Blaine asked when Kurt moved to his neck.
"Your thighs." Kurt sucked hard on Blaine's neck. "How do we… how do we set up for this?"
"I can be on my stomach for one; it's the easiest position I can think of right now. Or on my hands and knees. Take your pick," Blaine answered. Then he pulled Kurt up to his mouth for another breath-stealing kiss.
AN: Sorry this is so late. I have a Final Exam tomorrow and I was doing notecards. EEK! Anyway, please enjoy!
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