AN: So spoiler alert. Don't read this author's note unless you have seen last night's episode. How could they not tell the police? Blaine had to get surgery. I was so pissed that all they did was sing MJ at Sebastian. Urgh. Sorry. I needed to rant. Anyways, enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 33

The two stayed in that position for a while, Blaine rubbing Kurt's pink cheeks and Kurt boneless over his lap. After a few minutes, Kurt asked. "Blaine?"

"Yes, babe?" Blaine answered back, still soothing Kurt's cheeks.

"Can we go eat?" Kurt asked.

Blaine laughed and gave Kurt a small slap on the butt. "Yes. Go get dressed."

Kurt yelped at the swat and got up, rubbing it with a mock pout. He grabbed his pants from the night before and put them back on before going to steal one of Blaine's shirts.

Blaine watched amusedly as Kurt browsed through his closet for a shirt. He pulled on some clothes of his own and left Kurt to choose while he went downstairs. He started scrambling some eggs and was just about done by the time Kurt came down and sat at the table.

"I love seeing you in my clothes." Blaine said, putting a plate down in front of Kurt.

Kurt answered back absentmindedly. "Don't get used to it. It is way too hard to find something remotely fashionable enough for me in that closet." He took a bite of his eggs.

Blaine put his own plate down on the table and remained standing, giving Kurt a look. Kurt looked up from his plate and stared back wide-eyed. He swallowed and said quietly. "Sorry."

Blaine sat next to Kurt but continued giving Kurt a stern look. "For?"

Kurt looked down. "Being rude about your clothes."

Blaine stared for a moment longer before grabbing Kurt's chin and raising his head so he was making eye contact. "I forgive you." He gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then released his chin and started eating his breakfast.

Kurt continued looking at Blaine for a moment and turned back to his own plate with a small smile on his lips, a shudder running through him. It should have seemed condescending, but the best thing about this whole discipline thing was the feeling he got when Blaine told him he was forgiven. With the smile on his face, he continued eating his breakfast.

The two boys finished and did the dishes. Once they finished, Blaine turned to Kurt. "Pull down your pants."

Kurt sputtered a bit and blushed. "What? You can't just tell me to pull down my pants."

Blaine just raised an eyebrow and Kurt looked down, grumbling even as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down. "Good boy. Now bend over the counter."

Kurt gave Blaine a wide-eyed look, wondering what he had done. He walked to the counter and bent, leaving his bare butt highly visible for anyone there. Like Blaine, who was standing behind him, staring.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked after a few seconds of just lying there.

Blaine walked up behind him and rested his hand on Kurt's bare cheeks. "Yes?"

"What are we doing?" Kurt asked quietly, his butt warming just from the feeling of Blaine's palm.

Blaine didn't answer. Instead, he just pushed Kurt's shirt up and moved Kurt's legs further apart so he was exposing his hole. He then pulled lube out of his pocket and put some on his fingers. Without warning Kurt, he quickly inserted a finger into Kurt, crooking it into his prostate.

Kurt jumped at the sensation, groaning at the slight burn, his cock coming alive at the sensations. Blaine lightly rubbed at Kurt before adding another finger. He continued moving them, Kurt pushing his hips back to get more. Blaine added a third, Kurt hissing at the stretch. His erection grew even more at the slight pain.

Blaine moved the three fingers for a minute. He then pulled out completely. Kurt whined and pushed his butt back and Blaine gave his ass a quick smack as he opened his pants and rolled a condom on his own erection. He lubed himself up and pressed against Kurt's hole.

Kurt moaned at the sensation, trying to push back to take Blaine in. Blaine held his hips still and moved slowly in. Both of them groaned as Blaine pushed himself all the way in and stopped. Blaine stopped to catch his breath, the tightness around his erection already getting him close to coming.

Kurt panted beneath him, the burn just enough to make him want more. His erection pressed against the counter under him and he moved a bit to get friction. Blaine took this as a sign to start. With a quick warning to Kurt to hold on, he pulled back and snapped forward at a quick pace, aiming directly for Kurt's prostate.

Kurt had just enough time to grab hold of the edge of the counter before Blaine started. As the thrusts continued, Kurt moaned, each movement hitting his prostate. His cock was leaking and he wanted to grab it and finish but he couldn't let go of the counter. Blaine held onto Kurt's hips and continued thrusting at a fast pace.

Kurt made a sound at the back of his throat as he felt himself getting closer. "Blaine?" He pleaded, his voice breaking as Blaine hit his prostate mid-call.

Blaine gave one more hard thrust before answering back. "Come."

Kurt groaned loudly and he came, shooting across the counter. Blaine came a second later as Kurt's muscles squeezed around him. He stood fully inside Kurt as he came, holding himself still until both of them had come back to themselves. He pulled out and gave Kurt's butt a smack. "Stay here babe. I'll be right back."

Kurt mumbled out something vaguely sounding like a yes sir and Blaine went to throw the condom away and get a tissue to clean Kurt. He came back to find Kurt in the same position. He cleaned up all the come he could off the counter. Giving Kurt another smack, he said. "Come on babe. Let's go get cleaned up."

Kurt stood, rubbing at his butt. "This fascination of yours with hitting my butt all the time is so weird."

"Weird good or weird bad?" Blaine asked jokingly as the two walked upstairs.

Kurt blushed as he answered. "Weird good. Just remember, you can't do it in front of anyone."

"I won't babe. No worries." Blaine answered, giving Kurt a kiss on the cheek before taking his clothes off.

Kurt watched Blaine strip as he took his own clothes off. As the two walked into the bathroom, Kurt asked. "So why did we do that on the kitchen counter?"

Blaine just laughed. "Can you imagine how pissed my parents would be if they knew?"

Kurt laughed and shut the door behind them.

AN: So thanks for the comments last chapter. I have quite a bit stockpiled and I honestly have no idea where I'm going with this fic but it's not ending for a while. Review please!