Gleemspe – Glee glimpse.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor Glee, nor do I make any profits from posting this fanfiction.

Summary: After numerous upheavals Harry isn't happy about his husband forced them to attend McKinley especially since that school is so different to Hogwarts and Dalton.

Pairings: Established BZ/HP, Klaine, Finn/Rachel, Tina/Mike, Santana/Brittany, Schuester/Pillsbury.

Warnings: Slash, hints of fem!slash, het, slightest hints of domination, bullying, swearing, some English slang insults. Mature scenes will be dotted through the fic, I shall not mark where they begin as I am warning you now – do not read if under-aged or if male/male intercourse offends your delicate sensibilities.

Gleempse – Chapter 2

By the end of the day I was completely and utterly exhausted. I barely acknowledged Blaise and Blaine explaining there was a glee meeting after school so Blaine would make sure Blaise got home okay. I just went out to the car to go home. I turned it on the car and slowly pulled away to go home. Once home I didn't even make it up to bed, I just threw my bag to the floor, tossed off my coat, kicked off my shoes and flopped myself onto the sofa to fall asleep.

The exercises and tests in physical education were the last straw on my tired muscles and body. I was already tired, completely and utterly exhausted, before school. Now I was nearly catatonic with exhaustion. I should get a pepper up potion from the cupboard under the stairs but after my nap…after…I'd make dinner too…screw my homework.

"Harry. Harry…wake up Harry. Come one Harry. It's half six, you need to get up for dinner." I stirred heading Blaise's voice and tried to open my eyes. I tried to say something but it didn't come out clearly, just a slur.

"Bllmmm…"

"Come on golden boy, wake up." I sighed and rubbed my eyes to help them be stimulated into opening. Finally they did and I looked up into Blaise's face. He smiled down at me, his white teeth a brilliant contrast to his chocolate skin. I smiled and raised my hand to his cheek still feeling muzzy.

"Hey…happy?" I murmured and he pressed his lips to my wrist with a smile.

"Yeah. Come on though, you've got to get up so you can eat then we can go to bed if you like." I shrugged and sat up, Blaise moving back so I had room to move. I looked up at him and took his offered hand to help me up. He pulled me to my feet and supported me till I got my balance.

"You get accepted into glee?" Blaise nodded with a smug smirk and I chuckled half-heartedly. "Of course you did. So does that mean we aren't going to be moving again?"

"No. We won't move again. They felt like a better bunch than the Warblers did, I think I'll fit in there better." Blaise leaned his forehead against mine and I closed my eyes just breathing. This…this was…perfect – perfect!

"Hmm."

"Harry, I'm sorry for being an arse this last month. But thank you for putting up with it. I know it was awful for you." I nodded and pulled my head back to look at him. It wasn't often my strong slytherin apologised, he normally stuck with his alpha male attitude even when he got things wrong so I'd enjoy this apology as much as I could. Blaise seemed to know what I was doing so he rolled his eyes and gave me a brief kiss before continuing. "I was a right arse alright? You didn't deserve it and me feeling out of my depth was not a good excuse to push you around, dictate your life and just take what I wanted. In my defence, you never outright stopped me and I know you could have."

"I know I didn't. Because in the grand scheme of things my school and stuff didn't matter, we're just passing time here till we're twenty one. I just hated that in one fell swoop my life was upturned and relocated. Again I could have stopped it if I wanted to so I shouldn't bitch about it like I have been but you were so upset and that transferred over the bond and I just did as you wanted and raged about it after."

"So…sorries all around then." He smirked and I tsked at him but he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine once more. The bond heated between us as he kissed me, overriding my senses completely until the marriage bond tightened and vibrated between us. I turned away quickly, his lips going to my ear since he couldn't kiss me anymore.

"Hey…no…too tired." I tried, his tongue slipped into my ear then he sucked my ear lobe and my knees buckled. I grabbed him as I nearly fell and he breathed out a chuckle, strong arms grasping me against him so tightly I could feel his rising interest against my stomach. "Blaise…food. You said something about dinner."

"Ah but I'm not hungry I'm horny." I arched as he found a point on my neck that had me seeing stars. I tried to catch my breath to say something to stop the onslaught for a while.

"Dinner first…bed-bed after ah!"

"How about, sofa first, dinner after then bed after that?" My eyes rolled back into my head as his lips attached to my neck once more and his hand slid down my trousers. I tried to wiggle away once more but he was persistent. I grinned. What the hell, we deserved this after the last month of nothing but rushed, rough sex.

"Hmm." I hummed, moving my hands to his belt and zip. He grinned against my neck and I opened his trousers up and shoved them down. His hands did the same to mine and then he pressed me back down to the sofa kissing me again. He pressed his body between my legs till I opened them to make room for him. He used one hand to tilt my neck up so he could dominate the kiss completely. I wrapped my arm around his neck holding him to me and slid my other hand up his chest searching out his nipples. I found one, Blaise shuddered as I rubbed it then he jerked as I tweaked it. He gave me a scorching look and I grinned at him. HE growled, the noise vibrating through his body and straight to my groin. I jerked my hips up into him and rubbed, pressing my erection against his stomach to get pressure.

"Hands above your head now." He demanded, grabbing my wrists and pushing my hands above my head. HE force his lips against my neck, the pressure hinting at teeth then the open mouth confirming teeth as he bit me on the junction between neck and shoulder.

"AH! Yessssss!" I hissed, raising my hips to rub again. He grunted and one hand grabbed me under the knee lifting my leg and bending it. His body undulated once, twice then his cock surged against my balls the stimuli making me hiss again and nudge his head from my neck with my chin. He lifted his head, looking at me with glittering eyes and I heard a whine pass my lips as I tried to stretch up to kiss him. I could feel the curve of his lips as he allowed the kiss. His body undulated once more then surged against me again and again the friction delicious. I gasped, he groaned. I licked at his lips then teeth, he opened his mouth to me but thrust his tongue inside my mouth before I could enter his.

His body surged harder, pressing so hard into me I felt squashed. Thrust, thrust of his hips then he pulled back creating a gap.

"B-blaise!" I gasped as his hand grasped me through my underwear. His large hand held me and himself so when he thrust this time his movement caused us to rub in his hand. White shot across my vision and I felt a sound spill from my lips. I blinked free of the white and pressed my body up as much as I could. I licked his chin, sucked his neck.

"Ah…so good Harry…ah ah ah!" Blaise jerked sporadically against me then and white skidded over my vision again. I slammed my head back into the sofa and shut my eyes.

"Yesssss!" I hissed again and came against him just after he soaked my underwear with his come.

"Ah…ah so goooood Harry." Blaise collapsed on top of me, his dead weight incredible but not uncomfortable. I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at his face lying next to mine. I kissed the nearest bit of skin to me, his cheek then nuzzled and kissed his lips over and over, little sipping kisses that I know he loves. He smiled and joined in after a while. A hint of tongue joined in once or twice but the kisses were brief, just teasing and loving. Then I yawned and had to turn my head away. He laughed, juddering my body.

"Come on then. Dinner then bed." I sighed and we moved together to stand up.

"I'm not getting it up again, I'm telling you now." I murmured, stifling another grin. Blaise gave me a cocky grin and I summoned my wand to me.

"I'm sure with some persuasion you could."

"Yeah then it really will be a petite mort. I could sleep for a week as is, I don't need yet another reason to sleep." Blaise ignored me so I cast the cleaning spell on our groins and wiggled back into my trousers.

"Do you know what we've got to eat?" I shrugged in answer and wandered passed him to go to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and scanned its content. There wasn't a lot. We could have steak, carrots, peas and beans though. Or chicken and veg. Actually we had some Kiev's there that could be eaten up…thankfully not garlic because that would be disgusting.

"Your choices are beef steak, chicken or chicken Kiev's." Blaise came up to stand behind me, pressing against my back and wrapping his arms around my neck and shoulders.

"What has least prep for you?" My heart fluttered and I smiled.

"Kiev's."

"Kiev's it is then." Blaise reached over and grabbed them from the shelf. He carried them over to the counter so I turned on the oven and fetched the baking tray. He helped me sort dinner out and, despite there not being much to prepare, I loved him all the more for it. Kiev's in the oven for twenty minutes, Blaise insisted on having frozen veg because they would just need a few minutes microwaving to be ready so I could have a rest. Once it was all prepared and waiting for the time to go by so they'd be cooked, I went over to Blaise and wrapped him in a hug. He returned it and I sank into him, closing my eyes and just enjoying behind with him rather stress free.

We didn't get quiet loving moments very often. Hell it had taken us a while to have any form of affection let alone love. We only got together out of convenience, marriage being the only way we could escape becoming wards of the ministry till we were twenty one. The ministry had brought in a law shortly after the war whereby every orphan under the age of eighteen would have to be taken into the ministry's care till they were twenty one and therefore legally an adult not just a legal young person like they were at age 16years after OWLs. The ministry had said this was so that they would have time to educate their wards, who were most likely to be children of death eaters whose families were killed in war or taken to prison. The ministry could educate the people it took into care on 'light' magic and not becoming 'dark' wizards. Of course, for those who were light already it was just a bonus. And for the ministry to become guardian of Harry Potter, Saviour of the Wizarding World, it was a real boon.

When we heard of the new law I had researched like crazy trying to find a way to become a legal adult in wizarding law to escape the ministry's clutches. I had bumped into Blaise while researching the area and we had researched desperately together only to have no success until it was unearthed that bonding in the Old Ways was still regarded as a marriage which let its participants become legally adults and capable of handling all their own affairs as they were married. So Blaise and I set about finding someone to bond in the old ways. I had thought about Ginny, she'd even agreed albeit reluctantly as she had found out what bonding meant. However, two days before the end of term I had found Blaise in a rage. When I confronted him I discovered that Blaise didn't have anyone to bond to. I had finally stopped the angry tirade by stating we'd bond together and that Blaise had better calm the hell down because I wouldn't do it if Blaise wasn't calm.

The Old Ways bond had required the giving of blood to each other and to soak a pure white cloth with which they had to tie around their chests, down their left arm and then onto the other person's left arm then around their chest. The cloth would symbolise the bond, the blood to symbolise us and it had to be tied around us to represent how closely we would be tied. We had vows similar to an Unbreakable Oath, the only difference being that the bond could be broken later. We had included five years as the duration of the bond which would leave us both well in the clear from the Ministry. Then we had to seal the act with a kiss then intercourse. The outcry from that had been tremendous so we had run to the United States because there wasn't a magical government in the USA so we'd be safe there.

Somewhere between sacrificing ourselves to each other for five years to escape the ministry's control, and on our running away journey we had fallen in love and it was something I wouldn't ever want to give up, despite not realising I was gay or bisexual. Blaise was rough, demanding, unbelievably possessive but absolutely devoted and loving. If it wasn't for the withholding and the poking people into causing a scene he could sit back and watch, I wouldn't have thought Blaise could have been a Slytherin.

"Hey, veg needs to start cooking." Blaise whispered into my ear. I stepped back quickly.

"Oh god I'm so sorry. I didn't realise we'd been standing there for so long." Had fifteen minutes really gone by? I had been to absorbed to notice. Blaise ran his hands up and down my arms a few times with a soft smile on his face. I turned to put the veg in the microwave and he stayed close to me still touching all the time.

"It was fine, I didn't mind honestly. It was nice, like post-coital cuddling." I gave him a quirky grin.

"You don't like post-coital cuddling though." Blaise scoffed.

"It depends whether the sex was good enough to deserve it. I always enjoy it with you…last week not included because I was an arse last week." I couldn't help it, I laughed and leaned back against the worktop. Blaise stood in front of me, towering over me and leaning me backwards as he leaned down to kiss me again. "Besides…post-coital cuddling with you often leads onto more."

"Hah…get of you crazed man." I slapped his chest lightly but closed my eyes as he kissed me, savouring the feelings floating around us.

The microwave beeped then, followed only a split second later by the oven so we broke apart and I pulled plates from the cupboard while he gathered cutlery from the drawers. I served up, we ate, spelled everything clean and away then went upstairs to shower and go to bed. It was early sure but by the time we actually went to sleep it was nine o'clock.