Written for Klaine Hiatus Madness week! Link: drblaine*tumblr*com/post/53261995281/klaine-hiatus -madness-week-june-24th-to-june
Day five (and the last)- Fandomception!
Uh, so I couldn't do Twilight or Harry Potter- both for evident reasons- and other books/movies/shows all seemed so… overdone and boring?
So I turned to smut, obviously. What's a better way to end the Klaine Hiatus Madness week?
There you go, then: Klaine watching Queer as Folk… and having sex. Voila!
Oh yeah, this title, man! It definitely sucks. Woohoo! (Okay that was seriously no pun intended, I noticed it only while editing!)
Note: this is set few weeks after TFT. Shh I imagine them getting comfortable very quickly.
Queery
Blaine has been worrying his lower lip between his teeth for the past ten minutes. They were sitting on Kurt's couch, watching TV- Queer as Folk, for Kurt's request. He didn't usually watch things of the sort, but somehow Brian and Justin just… got to him. He got hooked, and was now marathon-ing through seasons.
Blaine, though, seemed peculiarly anxious.
"What's wrong, honey?" asked Kurt, looking away just as Brian began fucking Justin against the kitchen counter.
Blaine shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, then looked at Kurt and smiled timidly. "Nothing, nothing. Um. Do you like… watch this… regularly?"
Kurt punched his shoulder. "Shut up, you know I watch it for the actual plot."
Blaine nodded. "Sure."
"I do, come on-" he leaned in to tickle Blaine for his comment- and came across something that wasn't as fluffy as his tummy. "Oh. You're really hard."
Blaine swallowed and nodded, staring straight forward without seeing.
"You weren't watching for the plot, now, were you?" Kurt licked his lips, settling on top of Blaine's thighs. He brought one hand down to squeeze Blaine's cock tightly through his pants. He whimpered.
The sounds in the background made Kurt flush, but he still leaned in and sucked on Blaine's adam's apple- he just couldn't resist. Blaine's hips jerked up, his erection bumping into Kurt's.
"For, oh, for the record, I wasn't thinking about… them," muttered Blaine, his shaky hands quickly unbuttoning Kurt's shirt. The silky skin he found underneath was marvelous; he nibbled on it, making Kurt sigh contently.
"What w-were you thinking about, then?"
Blaine stretched up to kiss him briefly, then giggled. "Dumbass. I was thinking of you."
"Oh yeah?" Kurt was looking right into his eyes, his pupils so dilated that is was hard to see his eye color.
"Mm. You were Brian."
Kurt lifted his head to look into Blaine's disarmingly beautiful hazel eyes with a smile. "Does that mean I get to fuck you into the mattress tonight?"
Blaine blushed, but smirked anyway. "If we manage to get to the bedroom, that is."
Kurt pecked his lips. "I'll race ya."
Wow, I am… out of my own character today. Sorry.
I was actually quite happy this morning, then I got dreadfully sad, and now I cheered up again.
Guess it's time to sleep, huh?