Okay, um. I had this saved in my drafts, but I couldn't figure out if I've already finished and posted it, so if I have… sorry?
Oh! Also, tomorrow's drabble will most likely be posted super-early, and the one the day after tomorrow will most likely be posted late. Going out of town and stuff, ya'know how that is.
The S Word
Blaine was gasping into Kurt's neck, crying out loud and unashamed when Kurt thrust in particularly hard. It was hot, so hot, and Blaine's nails were scratching deep, red marks into Kurt's pale back while Kurt whispered things in his ear. Bad things, things that would've made Kurt blush and cover his ears if they weren't in the bedroom, things neither of them would've let themselves think about a year ago.
But Kurt spat one word out thoughtlessly to swallow in Blaine's skin, he froze. As soon as he realized what he had said, he disentangled his limbs from Blaine's- not pulling out completely, though- and stared at him, shocked.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered. "It was an accident, I didn't mean that! I don't ever, ever think you're a slut! You're my boyfriend and I love you and-"
Blaine kissed him. "Kurt. Relax. I get it."
"Really?" he asked doubtfully. "I'm sorry, I am so-!"
"Kurt," Blaine said his name carefully, calmingly. "It's okay. It was actually kinda hot."
"Really?"
"Mmhmm."
"Really."
"Yup."
"But like… really?"
Blaine rolled his eyes and darted up to kiss him. "Yes. Really." And then, without any warning, he flipped them over and leaned back, feeling Kurt's dick sink deeper into him- they both groaned at the feeling. "Now shut up and let me make you come."