A/N: Enjoying your present so far? Yes...the present is 10 chapters of smut. TEN. Omg. How did we do it? Don't ask. Claire started most of them...I just helped and finished some. She was like, possessed this one night and just wrote all this smut. It was amazing.

Rating: Smut.

"Are you sure this is a good idea…?" Blaine asked hesitantly, hovering over Kurt, his hand a warm, almost-pressure on his throat.

"Just do it." Kurt gasped, writhing under Blaine, wanting more, and waiting for Blaine to increase the pressure.

"I don't want to hurt you…" Blaine whispered, nuzzling Kurt's face.

"Blaine…that's why we have a safe word."

"Kurt, are you sure this is what you want?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, thrusting his hips up against Blaine.

"For the last time, Blaine. Yes!"

Blaine sighed, increasing the pressure on Kurt's throat minutely.

Kurt welcomed Blaine's gentle thrusts, meeting them with his own body, pressing his throat further into Blaine's hand.

"Blaine." He whined, and Blaine bent to kiss him, making it even harder for his breath to escape.

He moaned into Blaine's mouth, trying to encourage him to move faster, to put more pressure on his throat, something – anything.

Blaine rolled his hips, thrusting into Kurt with more force, increasing the pressure on his throat again even as he pinched at a nipple.

Kurt wheezed as he fought for breath, still trying to get Blaine to use more pressure – though he knew he'd probably pass out if he did.

Blaine's hand moved off his throat for a moment – grabbing at Kurt's hips and pulling them flush against his own.

Kurt drew in a breath and in a moment his hand was back around his windpipe – and Blaine was hitting his prostate with every thrust, and Kurt knew it was too much.

"Blaine…" he choked out, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he came – squeezing around Blaine and the pressure made him come as well.

Blaine leant his forehead against Kurt's chest, his hands slipping to hold Kurt's waist as he slid out of him.

"Kurt…you okay?" he asked worriedly.

"Mm." Kurt replied, opening his eyes and smiling at Blaine dreamily. "Can we do that again?"

Blaine laughed, kissing Kurt gently.

"Maybe."

"Please?"

"Can't we do one of my kink's instead?"

A/N: I've always wanted to write a breath play fic :D Jacky is sleeping, as normal people should at 2:30am. And Mel is here too.