After copious application of what he'd been told could never be too much lube, Blaine moved one finger towards Kurt's entrance. Blaine was transfixed by the expression on Kurt's face, the way his eyelashes brushed across his cheekbones. His breath caught in his throat as he started to penetrate the lovely creature lying on his bed.
Thank god he's taking the lead, Kurt thought. I may have no idea what I'm doing, but he always seems to hit just the right note. Perfect in every... Kurt blissfully lost his train of thought as the first knuckle of Blaine's finger slipped inside of him. It was pressure and the tiniest bit of pain, but most of all it was new and exciting and intimate. It took Kurt's breath away and he struggled to come back to the moment while he adjusted to the intrusion. The noises coming from Kurt made Blaine squirm, but he knew he had to maintain his self-control. He owed it to his love to make this night perfect after the shameful way he had acted at Scandals. He gently eased his finger forward.
Okay, this isn't so terrifying, Kurt thought. He took a moment to remind himself that Blaine loved and accepted him completely, then pressed his eyes shut and gasped as Blaine's finger penetrated him fully. "Are you still doing okay?" Blaine asked. "We can take a break, or maybe you want a drink?" Kurt shook his head. "I want to stay clear-headed tonight. And I'm fine. Stop worrying. I'm... LOVING this." Blaine simultaneously felt a pang of guilt at his memories of his own past behavior when he was less than clear-headed, and was thoroughly turned on at the sound of satisfaction in Kurt's voice. He grinned and began to nudge a second finger alongside the first.
Kurt momentarily panicked at the feeling of being stretched. That's only the second finger? Blaine, worried at the change in Kurt's expression, leaned forward to kiss his forehead. He searched Kurt's eyes with a heartbreaking combination of lust and worry. Suck it up and get over yourself, for his sake, Kurt thought, screwing up his courage. "Blaine, you're really a wonderful tease, but I want you inside of me, now! I can't wait another minute!" Blaine's cock throbbed at the thought. "Believe me, I want to. You have no idea how much. But I won't rush this, so stop being so tempting. I promised that I would never hurt you, remember? Just please try to relax and enjoy yourself."
Great, he clearly still thinks of me as an innocent baby penguin, Kurt thought. I'm spread-eagled naked in his bed and I've just offered him my ass, what else can I... Kurt's dramatic inner monologue was interrupted by the sensation of Blaine's fingers starting to gently slide in and out. "Relax, babe." Blaine said. "Kurt, don't pretend with me. I can tell you're nervous. It's okay to be nervous." "Well of course. I'm sorry if you don't appreciate my acting, but it's only going to make it worse to talk about it." "Would you like to sing about it instead?" Blaine teased with one eyebrow cocked." "Well, I did prepare a number... but for once this is not the time nor the place." Kurt smiled coyly and added, "Now get back to work, Warbler."
Let it never be said that Blaine Anderson couldn't take direction! Kurt was lost in the feeling of every nerve in his body being set ablaze as Blaine thrust his fingers more deeply while stroking Kurt's cock with his free hand. "More please!" he gasped. Blaine chuckled. That was more like it. He pressed his fingers upward, stretching Kurt further and hoping that the article he'd read online entitled "The Prostate Gland: The Male G-Spot" had been accurate. He locked eyes with Kurt and took his cock into his mouth, sucking slowly while watching Kurt's reaction. Kurt clenched around Blaine's hand, then he whimpered and relaxed further than before, allowing Blaine greater access. Blaine found this turn of events highly encouraging. He began to bob his head on Kurt's cock, excited by the feeling of it bumping against the back of his throat. He slowly drew his mouth off, sucking tightly all the way to the tip, causing Kurt to keen in delight. He lapped at the most sensitive spot, where the underside meets the base of the head, and made Kurt squirm madly. One of the advantages of pleasuring someone with the same anatomy is knowing where the sweet spots are.
Kurt began to moan steadily, increasing in volume. The combination of sensations was making him feel weak all over. He ran his fingers through Blaine's hair. "I love you... so much." Blaine responded with a loving look rather than stop his efforts. The expression of affection in Blaine's eyes contrasted with the sight of his masculine features stretched obscenely around Kurt's cock was almost too good to be true. Kurt knew he would have a hard time lasting if he kept it up. Blaine felt Kurt tensing around his fingers. "Does that feel good, beautiful?" Kurt moaned louder than ever in response, twisting his fingers in Blaine's dark locks, and guided Blaine's face up to his for a kiss. They lay like that for a moment, with skin to skin contact from their toes to their lips. The touch was electric. Kurt could taste himself in Blaine's mouth, and he could feel Blaine's cock brushing up against his own, and the feeling combined with the sudden change of pace drove him mildly insane. "Fuck, Blaine..." he panted, "I can't take much more of this."
Blaine chuckled in response to the filthy words coming from a pretty mouth. "I take it you're still feeling all right?" "More than all right. So much more. You're incredible, Blaine Warbler. Where did you learn all of that?" "Summer camp in San Francisco," Blaine snarked. Kurt sighed in exasperation. "Now who's pretending?" "You know you love it," Blaine said with a smirk. "Of course, silly, but it's not fair for you to be so confident while I'm so clueless," Kurt said. "Honestly? I'm kind of making it up as I go along." Of course he'd say that. Every inch of that boy is sex appeal. It comes so naturally to him. How am I going to follow that act? "Well, to be honest myself," Kurt said, "I want nothing more right now than to make you feel just as good as you're making me feel. I'd do anything." Kurt's voice hitched on the last words. There's nothing I could do to deserve him. "Kurt, you don't give yourself nearly enough credit. I'm having an incredible time. Besides, I look forward to lots and lots of practice with you." Kurt glowed at the compliment, and for the time being passion won out over fear. He took Blaine's hand, moved it back down to his ass, and kissed him again.