A year ago today, I uploaded the first chapter of T&C. Since then , we have gone through birthdays, reunions, fallings out, falling back togethers, workmates hooking up, Warbler mayhem, Nationals, failed proposals and so much more. Thank you for coming on this journey with me.

To thank you, I've given you smut. Well, it's borderline. I have been constantly tired recently, but I tried my best to get this as good as it can be. If you don't like the sex side of things, then just skip this installment. It will make no difference to the story when I come back on Tuesday.

After that, I still have a few things I want to do, but T&C should be completed by the time I hit 50 chapters. This has been such an incredible journey, and the people I've met have helped me through so much. Once the Tears & Cookies journey ends, I'll be making a start on Smiles & Biscuits, the sequel. I've found friends for life on this website, and I'm never saying goodbye to you.

Anyway, sex. Have fun ;) I love you.

-*T&C*-

It was half nine when Blaine woke up again, blinking against the blaring light from the television. Kurt's hair was tickling his neck which made him smile as he woke slowly. He raised a hand to stroke it back, leaving it on his head. He knew how much his boyfriend hated it when his hair was a mess, but Blaine thought it looked adorable. Slowly, he lowered his lips to kiss Kurt's forehead gently, smiling into it as Kurt muffled a yawn as he awoke.

"Hi," Blaine whispered, now awake enough to fully appreciate the blurry blue eyes beneath him.

"Hi," Kurt replied, blinking sleep away. "What time is it?" he asked.

"I think it's about half past nine. We haven't been out long."

Kurt nodded and then snuggled closer into his boyfriend. Somehow, in the short time they'd been asleep, he had ended up almost on top of Blaine's lap, cuddled in close. He loved sitting here. He remembered the early days of their relationship when they'd watched films together, often finding each other entwined after a couple of hours. They had always tended to gravitate towards each other.

A particularly loud advert came on the television and they both jumped, eyes moving to the box. The screen showed a bed, and people jumping on it. Even though the figures looked nothing like a high school glee club, Blaine's mind went immediately to the video he had watched what felt like years ago but was in reality only a couple of weeks.

Kurt seemed to be thinking the same. "You know when we were in Lima? And we went to Mattress Land. And I promised that I'd find the video again when we got back here."

"I promised I'd tie you to the bed and fuck you so hard that you couldn't move for a month." His eyes darkened. "Can you please find the fucking video now, please?"

"So polite," Kurt teased, his voice slightly hoarse. "I'll find it," he promised.

"Hurry," Blaine urged. He let his boyfriend shuffle free, taking a moment to swallow back his desire as Kurt's ass sashayed away from him. As soon as his boyfriend left the lounge, Blaine leapt up, like a red-hot poker had been used to brand his ass with the words 'property of Kurt'. He flew into their bedroom, heading straight for his tie drawer. Amongst the masses of bowties, he managed to locate three ties. He pulled out the longest one; it was black and skinny and he'd had it for years and never used it, even for its intended use. He pulled on it tightly. It didn't rip.

He clambered up onto the bed, swallowing. He looped it behind the rails of the bedpost before remembering he couldn't put it in place until Kurt arrived. Blaine pushed his curls of his forehead. They could wait.

"Where have you g- Oh, there you are." Blaine's boyfriend walked into the room, laptop open in his arms. "I've found it," he informed him. Blaine nodded dumbly as Kurt walked into the room and dropped the computer onto his bed. He looked at Blaine, pupils already darkening. "H-how do you w-w-want to do this?"

Blaine smiled at his boyfriend. He could tell that he was nervous. "Come here," he murmured, patting the space beside him on the bed. Kurt swallowed and nodded, letting his boyfriend wrap his arms around his waist and hook his chin over his shoulder. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

Kurt shook his head. "I do," he promised. "I... I just..."

"We'll go as slowly as you want," Blaine said, making his own promise. Kurt nodded, and leant forwards to press play on the video.

" Ba! Ba! Ba ba ba baa da ba ba ba da..."

Blaine swallowed, his eyes on the screen. His boyfriend, as a boy, was jumping about in his pyjamas, bouncing on bed and wearing a cheeky grin. It affected him just the same as it had done when they'd watched it back in Ohio. Then his boyfriend beckoned him from the screen and Blaine couldn't take it any longer.

He leant into Kurt's neck, breathing him in. He licked his lips before he licked the smooth skin there, smiling as he heard Kurt gasp. He licked a little more before nibbling gently at that spot on the back of Kurt's neck which made him turn to jelly. Kurt moaned, and Blaine's eyes darkened. He nibbled a little more, making a dark bruise on the spot, gradually turning Kurt to putty.

"Please. Blaine. Please."

Blaine smiled. He lifted Kurt up by the waist and span him around so that he was lying on the bed, looking up at Blaine who had managed to position himself on top of him. Blaine lowered his lips and captured Kurt's, who kissed him back with fervour. They panted into each others mouths, and Kurt clawed at Blaine's back. When Blaine felt him, he pulled back and shook his head with a wicked smile.

"Up," he commanded, sitting back on Kurt's hips and thus freeing his chest. Kurt struggled to sit up, but made it, and as soon as he was vertical, Blaine started playing with his shirt buttons. He managed to undo them after a couple of minutes, the delay mainly because he could not keep his lips off his boyfriend's mouth and collarbone. When he finally managed to get the buttons undone, he shed Kurt of the material then pushed him back down again. "Hand ups," he ordered. Kurt obliged, and Blaine worked at tying his hands to the headboard, Kurt moaning and begging for him to hurry up.

Blaine then trailed his hands down Kurt's body. He paused on his chest and drew patterns, mainly to keep his own desire down in order to draw this out for as long as he could.

"Tug it," he ordered. Kurt obliged. He couldn't budge. He whimpered, and was rewarded with a kiss before Blaine dipped his hands under Kurt's pants.

"Uhhh..."

Blaine bit his lip as he smiled. Sweat was starting to tickle at his collar. He was too hot. He had too many clothes on. He returned his lips to Kurt's collarbone, the image of him beckoning him running in his head as he tugged his own shirt over his head, forgoing the buttons; it just took too long. He started working at his own belt, flicking it open as quickly as he could, pulling it out of the loops and throwing it across the room, the noises that Kurt was making spurring him on. He undid the button and tugged on the zip, groaning as he made the mistake of opening his eyes and saw Kurt staring at his hands... or at least in their general direction. With as much willpower as he could muster, he stood from the bed, leaving Kurt behind. He put his fingers in his belt loops and tugged the denim down his thighs. His boxers followed soon after.

He climbed back onto the bed, smiling as he saw Kurt watching him, mouth open and little whimpers escaping. Blaine decided to play dirty. He lowered his mouth to Kurt's crotch and mouthed a little at the area before using his teeth to undo the trousers. "Christ, Blaine," Kurt tried to say, but his desire made it come out "ChriBlaAAH..." Blaine had the trousers off as quickly as he could.

"Lube." The word escaped his lips before he could remember that he wanted this to last. His mind was fuzzy and now all he could think about was Kurt's erect cock sitting under just a single layer of fabric. A layer of fabric which was almost see-through. He leapt towards the drawer, causing Kurt to keen as his thigh hit Kurt's sensitivity, pleasure ricocheting around his body.

Blaine retrieved the lube and whooped, popping the lid off the bottle. He was going to work Kurt open. He was going to move his fingers and claim his territory. He was going to listen to Kurt begging him to touch him, to lower his lips around his length and suck, to tell him to "just hurry up already". He was going to hear Kurt's little moans and grunts, every expletive turning him on even more. He was going to enter Kurt, the older man begging him to move more quickly. Then he was going to listen to the slapping of flesh on flesh, feel Kurt's legs wrapped around his waist. He was going to see fireworks as he came deep inside his boyfriend, then lick Kurt's off his stomach. He was going to untie him and kiss his wrists, and use the tie to wipe away the remaining come.

Blaine took a breath and opened his eyes, locking them with Kurt's. He smiled.

Thank you again for an incredible year.

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