A/N: So Chapter 50 was smut, but not. So this mirrors it (because I'm cool like that)
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Blaine asked worriedly, both his arms tied to the top of the bed with thick black scarves.
Kurt grinned, his eyes dark and lust-blown from where he was busy tying down Blaine's legs. "Yep."
"You're not convincing me." Blaine whispered, giving an experimental tug at all of the ropes.
He couldn't budge.
"Kurt…"
He had disappeared into the cupboard, clad only in jeans. His torso beckoned at Blaine, but no matter how hard he struggled, Blaine couldn't move. When Kurt stood, however, Blaine was more focused on what he had in his hands.
"Kurt…you've got enough…restraints. What… are you..- oh god.. Not a blindfold. Please Kurt…"
"Stop struggling." Kurt ordered, his eyes narrowed as he advanced towards Blaine.
They had a safe word in place – 'Flamingoes' – so Kurt knew he wasn't really upset.
"Kurt, please…I don't want to be in the dark…" the pleading tone almost made Kurt cave as he straddled Blaine's torso. "I want to see you…I want to watch."
Kurt shook his head resolutely before covering Blaine's eyes with the thick scarf, tying it at the back securely.
He ran his fingers from Blaine's neck to his chest, scratching gently and planting little kisses along his jaw. His kisses continued up to his ear, sucking around it and licking up the shell, biting when he got bored. Blaine whimpered under him, struggling and trying to break free of his bonds.
"Remember that thing we talked about earlier?" Kurt hissed into his ear, and Blaine went still.
"The…"
"Yeah…that one. It vibrates." Kurt enticed, and Blaine stiffened, sucking in a breath. "Do you want it?"
"Kurt…please..."
Kurt bit sharply at his ear.
"Do you want it…?"
"Yes."
A/N: And that surprise - it won't happen until chapter 200. But don't worry, judging by the way we're going, that'll be in like...a week and a half, tops. XD And also, it's a minute until Midnight again :D