Title: Something New
Author: AoiTsukikage
Rating: NC-17 like woah
Characters/Pairing: Blaine/Kurt/Finn. Yes. Finn is last for a reason.
Chapter: 1/1
Word Count: 3105
Spoilers: Nothing specific
Summary/Warnings: From a tumblr prompt: basically Kublinn with submissive!Finn. Full prompt under the cut.
Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, do not own these characters, no matter how sad that makes me. I do, however, promise to return them when I'm done with them. :)
Prompt: Kublinn eager bottom/cock slut, submissive Finn, maybe, please? I just, really like the idea of the strong leader getting down on his knees and begging, taking orders kind of thing... >\\\\>
Something New
Blaine’s starting to regret this.
Yes, he’s secure enough in the relationship that he and Kurt share that he knows bringing in a third person won’t affect them, and he’d said yes when Kurt had first asked because Kurt had looked so excited, eyes shining and smiling so widely that Blaine couldn’t say no.
But now that Kurt’s tugging him through their condo, talking a mile a minute, telling him that the third party is in the bedroom and ‘Blaine, you won’t regret this’ and basically jumping like a little kid, Blaine’s starting to think that maybe this isn’t such a good idea.
However, it’s too late to back out, now.
So he’d best man up and see where this would lead.
“Come on,” Kurt’s pulling at him again and Blaine stops him, reeling him back in for a kiss. “Blaine?” Kurt asks, blinking. “Are you…you’re still okay with this? You don’t have to be. We can call it off.”
“No,” Blaine breathes out slowly and smiles at Kurt. “No, Kurt, I’m fine. Let’s…yeah. Let’s do this.”
“You’ll love it,” Kurt promises, threading his fingers through Blaine’s before shoving open the bedroom door, Blaine’s eyes widening at the sight of Finn…Finn…lounging naked on the bed. “So?”
“Kurt.”
“Yes?”
“I…” Blaine shakes his head as Finn sits up and smiles at him. “I…”
“He can’t even talk, dude,” Finn laughs, spreading his legs rather shamelessly and yes, he’s rather beautiful, and Blaine swallows and feels himself hardening without even meaning to. He’s never even thought about Finn like this even though he knows that Kurt and Finn have…history.
But he’d never have thought…
Kurt sweeps over to the bed, reaching to run gentle fingers through Finn’s hair and the other man arches against it like a cat, meeting Kurt’s lips when he leans to give him a kiss, yanking him into his lap and opening his mouth and yep, Blaine’s definitely hard now, watching them go at it.
Kurt’s making these little breathy grunts that Blaine knows really well, but somehow it’s even hotter this way, Finn’s hands so big they basically wrap around his waist as they kiss noisily.
“Wow,” Blaine murmurs, not meaning it to be loud but Kurt breaks away to look at him, cheeks red but he’s smiling. “Um. Okay. So how did you…how…”
“Remember when we broke up? First year of college?” Kurt asks, settling back against Finn and sighing when the taller man slid a hand under his shirt and pulled his shirt up. “Mm, Finn, behave,” he murmurs throatily.
“Yes, but…”
“Well, Rachel and Finn were taking a break at the same time and one night we just…decided to go for it. It was fun. And…well…Finn missed it. Because I gave him something no woman could,” he smirks rather impishly and Blaine’s eyes widen, because that can only mean one thing, but…
“No,” he gasps and Kurt nods as Finn kisses his neck. “You mean…he let you…”
“Only me,” Kurt nods as Finn mumbles agreement. “But…I’m willing to bet he’d let you, if you wanted. Isn’t that right?” Kurt’s tone is almost sickly-sweet and Finn’s eyelashes flutter, Kurt obviously having complete power over him and yeah, that’s hot, too.
“Yeah. Dude, if you…yeah,” Finn sighs, his entire body going limp under Kurt’s hands, and Blaine can feel his face heating up as his brain decides to supply him with a very helpful mental image of the two of them, and yes, he knows full well that even though most people looking at Kurt wouldn’t peg him as being the type of person to normally be on top, Kurt has the most incredible control of his hips and, quite frankly, Blaine rather likes to let him take charge if he can.
But this is…he’s never…he and Kurt were each other’s firsts, and there’s never been anybody else, but…
“So? Do you want to?” Kurt’s voice is pitched low as his one hand idly strokes Finn’s stomach, the other boy shivering under the light touch. “Want to be in him while he sucks me off? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he directs this to Finn, who absolutely whimpers, and Kurt turns his face to press a quick kiss to his lips. “Good boy. So? Blaine?”
“Um,” Blaine manages to articulate, and that’s about all he’s getting out at the moment so he nods furiously as Kurt smirks, anything but angelic and innocent as his hand creeps down Finn’s torso and closes around his cock, and Blaine’s not that surprised to note that he’s already hard (Rachel can’t keep her mouth shut, after all, and Finn’s…problem isn’t a secret), pre-cum beading at the tip as Kurt swipes his thumb over it and raises his hand to Finn’s mouth, Finn lapping up the fluid without any more prompting and holy Hell, that’s hot. “How does…why?”
“I think it’s because of his upbringing,” Kurt’s voice is calm, casual, like he’s talking about his day over a cup of coffee and not currently stroking his stepbrother to orgasm. “He’s always been looked upon to be a leader. In football he always played Quarterback. In Glee he was the co-captain. Even in his home life, he’s always been the ‘man of the house’ because there was nobody else, at least not until he moved in with us. So I think he likes having…moments where he can completely surrender control. I don’t think he’d do it for anybody but me, though,” he adds thoughtfully, still stroking as Finn whines, and he’s surprisingly vocal. “Shh,” Kurt kisses his cheek and splays his free hand against Finn’s chest, just resting.
“Kurt…” Finn whimpers. “I…”
“Mm,” Kurt nods in acknowledgment but doesn’t stop stroking, almost too light to be effective but Finn’s obviously feeling every one. “I’ll make you a deal, okay?”
Finn nods quickly and Kurt strokes a little quicker.
“Okay. I’ll make you come now, but you can’t again until both Blaine and I have. Or you can come whenever you want once we’ve started. Which’ll it be?” his voice is still so measured and it’s scaring Blaine and turning him on at the same time as he shifts, trying to get as much friction from his jeans as he can.
“Now…please?” Finn tries, eyes blown with lust, and Kurt sighs breathily.
“Or Blaine can do it now. Would you like that?”
Finn nods again and Kurt draws away, absently sucking his fingers into his mouth and smiling at Blaine, the shorter man realizing his throat has suddenly gone bone-dry.
“He’s yours,” Kurt informs him, walking by and kissing his cheek. “I’ll grab some supplies.”
He sweeps out of the room as Blaine swallows and looks toward the bed, Finn regarding him expectantly and still really, really turned on.
“Hey,” Finn’s voice breaks him out of his meditating and he turns to him curiously. “So. Is this majorly weird?”
“Yes, but I’m…starting to get used to it,” he swallows again, because Finn’s not getting any less naked, and he eventually heaves a shaky breath and makes his way to the bed, sitting down as Finn turns to him.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Um,” Blaine’s mouth opens and wow, he’s really articulate today, but eventually he nods and Finn smiles and leans in, huge hand cupping Blaine’s face and yeah, he’s good.
Blaine sighs and reciprocates, wrapping his arms around Finn’s shoulders and he can feel Finn smile against his lips. He reaches down, circling Finn’s cock with his fingers as Finn moans into his mouth, so receptive and needy and Blaine can see why Kurt would have gone for this.
Hell, he’d have gone for this in the same position.
“C’mere,” Finn lifts him into his lap and Blaine gasps, feeling Finn’s cock press against his jeans as he rocks his hips instinctively. “Yeah. Do that.”
Blaine complies, arms wrapped around Finn’s back and kissing him softly, grinding as Finn groans and kisses him, canting his own hips up and gasping at the friction before he shudders and climaxes, sudden and without warning and Blaine’s jeans are now wet but he doesn’t care as he hauls Finn in for another dirty kiss, Finn pushing him away after a moment and panting.
“Sorry. But…I’m going to…if you keep doing that…” he looks away guiltily and Blaine reaches to cup his cheek, stroking gently as Finn smiles at him. “Anyway. Um, thanks?”
“Yeah. That was…” Blaine shivers because that was incredible; Kurt’s always very in-control, no matter what he’s doing, but Finn just gives himself over to it and that’s really incredibly arousing.
“You boys good?” Kurt comes back in, shirt unbuttoned and Blaine’s reaching for that milky skin before he can stop himself, although Kurt merely smirks and grabs Blaine’s wrist, pulling his hand to rest against his stomach. “Mm. Finn?”
“Um, yeah?”
“Get yourself ready,” his voice is deep again as he pulls Blaine closer and they kiss, stripping each other with practiced ease as Blaine gets lost in the sweetness of Kurt’s mouth, warm and soft and they know each other so well by now, better than he could ever hope to know anybody else and he feels a slight pang of sympathy for Finn because he and Rachel get back together and then break up again every month or two.
It can’t be easy.
“Mm, babe, we’ve got company,” Kurt’s stroking his shoulders and back and pressing a tube into his hand as he looks back at Finn, legs spread and three fingers inside of himself and this is actually happening. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?” Kurt’s voice is seductive, fingers tracing tiny shivers along his spine as Blaine shudders. “He’s so responsive, too…”
“God, Kurt, stop,” Blaine laughs. “This’ll be over before it can start otherwise…”
“Can’t have that, can we?” Kurt obediently pulls back and goes over to the bed, kissing Finn briefly before straightening up again. “Are you good?”
“Yeah. It’s been a while, but…yeah,” Finn nods, hair already sticking to his forehead with sweat.
“Here,” Kurt spreads a blanket over the floor, a gesture that Blaine wouldn’t have even thought of, and steps away. “Get on the floor.”
Finn nods and complies, on all fours and leaning forward as Kurt strokes his hair, running the tip of one finger down his back as the taller man arches and shakes. “Please?”
“Please what?” Kurt murmurs, and their eyes are locked and it’s scarily intense in a way that has Blaine wishing he wasn’t in the room right then.
“Please…I need…can I…”
“What, Finn?” Kurt snaps and Finn flinches a little before whimpering. “What?” Kurt’s voice is softer as he strokes Finn’s cheek.
“I need…can I…I…Blaine? I-inside?” he tries and he looks small, so small and Blaine had no inkling that Finn could ever look that tiny, especially beside Kurt, but right now he does.
“Come again?” Kurt has a hint of a smile playing about his lips and Finn takes a shuddery breath.
“I want Blaine inside of me. Please.”
“Good boy,” Kurt turns to Blaine and jerks his head, Blaine quickly opening the tube Kurt had passed him and slicking his now rather aching cock before moving forward, placing a hand on Finn’s shoulder to let him know where he is.
“Do we need…”
“No,” Kurt says shortly. “There’s a reason I had us go for testing a little while ago, remember?” Kurt raises an eyebrow and Blaine shakes his head and chuckles, because this has obviously been in the works for a while. “Besides, he likes it with nothing. Don’t you?”
Finn nods, body tense with anticipation, and Blaine grips his hip and lines himself up, pressing in slowly as Finn groans and drops his head, still incredibly tight.
“Relax for me,” Kurt soothes, bending down so he can look Finn in the eyes. “I know it’s been a while, Finn, but relax,” he urges, gentle fingers caressing Finn’s skin, and to Blaine’s amazement the other man does, opening himself and letting the tension flow out as Kurt strokes his hair and whispers to him, Blaine sliding in until his hips are flush against Finn’s skin.
Finn’s shaking again, mouth open as he tries to keep hold of himself, and Kurt looks at them appraisingly.
“Now, Finn, is there anything else you want?” he asks silkily, still touching Finn’s hair as Finn looks up.
“You…I want to…want…” he shivers and moves his hips back, yelping when Kurt’s hand comes down between his shoulderblades.
“Tell me. And then I’ll let you move,” he hisses and Blaine groans because, yes, he’s kind of in a bad position at the moment too.
“I…”
“Kurt,” Blaine pleads.
“I want to suck your cock,” Finn’s ears are bright red but Kurt nods.
“Good. Very good. You can go now,” he tells Blaine, who gasps in relief, pulling out before slamming back in and Finn groans loudly, tongue out to lap at the head of Kurt’s cock as Kurt sinks onto the bed, almost exactly the right height as Finn’s mouth slides over his cock and wow, he’s good at this, too, and Blaine kind of wants to feel that on his own, even though Finn’s tight and hot and having this power over him is amazing.
“Kurt, I…”
“Go as hard as you want,” Kurt says, a tad breathless now as his head rolls back. “Finn’s got…mm, that’s good…he’s got a fairly nonexistent gag reflex. You can…” he stops, pumping his hips shallowly, and Blaine and Kurt are so in sync that, even with a person between them, they find a rhythm almost immediately, Kurt moaning beautifully as Finn takes him in, hollowing his cheeks and opening his throat and this is so, so strange but Blaine can’t help but love it as he snaps his hips faster, hitting Finn’s prostate as the other man lets out a muffled yell around Kurt’s cock.
“Don’t come,” Kurt grips Finn’s hair rather harshly and drives his hips forward. “Not until…you…baby?” he forces out and Blaine groans an affirmative because yes, he’s close. “I…” Kurt’s whole body tenses, back arching in a way that almost should not be physically possible as he holds Finn close, Finn sputtering a little but swallowing obediently until Kurt lets him pull off, and the sight of them both, Kurt with hazed eyes and flushed cheeks and his toned, lean body on full display and Finn, lips red and used and a tiny streak of ejaculate running down his chin, is too much for him to take.
He slams in one last time, Finn choking off a moan as Blaine’s nails dig into his back and he comes, head back and groaning as he slumps over Finn, panting, and Finn takes his weight without complaint although Blaine’s willing to bet he’s hard again.
“God, you’re so good,” Kurt finally slides off the bed and tilts Finn’s face up for a kiss. “You want to come?”
“Please,” Finn whispers and Kurt nods.
“Blaine? Could you…”
“Yeah,” Blaine reaches around, stroking Finn quickly as Kurt kisses him again, deeper, tongue licking into his mouth and Blaine feels his own cock twitch in renewed interest as Finn whines against Kurt’s lips and comes for the second time, hot fluid spurting over Blaine’s hand and Blaine goes to wipe it off on the blanket before Kurt halts him.
“He’ll clean it up,” he promises and Blaine nods, reaching around as Finn sucks his fingers into his mouth and cleans them, swallowing, tongue twining around them and yes, Blaine needs Finn to blow him now. “Good. You’ve been so good tonight,” Kurt’s cooing at Finn as Blaine slips out, staggering a little before collapsing on the blanket, chest heaving. “So? Was that such a bad idea?” Kurt raises an eyebrow and Blaine can only smile in return.
No.
It really wasn’t.
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It takes them a while to move, Kurt recovering first and heading to the washroom as Blaine flops beside Finn, a little wary in the afterglow.
“Hey,” Finn whispers, hand cupping Blaine’s hip comfortingly. “You cool, man?”
“You…” Blaine sighs and nods, moving closer. “Yeah. That was…”
“Yeah,” Finn agrees with a chuckle. “Intense.”
“To put it mildly,” Blaine leans in for a kiss and Finn obliges him happily, tasting like a blend of Kurt’s come and his own, and it’s…nice.
“Okay, lovebirds, clean up,” Kurt comes back with a warm, wet washcloth and bends down to clean Finn’s thighs and ass as Finn grumbles into the blanket and stares back at him adoringly. “You did good, Finn.”
“Yeah. Of course,” Finn winks and Blaine shakes his head as he accepts the cloth and wipes himself off. “So. I’m gonna get home. Thanks for…yeah. This was kinda cool.”
And Blaine has a sudden image of Finn slinking back to his own cold apartment and sleeping alone in his cold bed, and he opens his mouth to protest before remember that this is probably not how it works.
But Kurt’s smiling at him encouragingly so he thinks he’ll give it a try, taking a deep breath and saying, “Finn? We’d…we’d like it if you stayed.”
“You…” Finn looks shocked but he nods, looking almost awed. “I…I’d love that, dudes! Awesome!”
He scrambles under the covers and Kurt shakes his head, climbing in on one side while Blaine takes the other and Finn’s warm and smells remarkably good as Kurt reaches over his stepbrother’s chest to pull Blaine into a kiss. “So? Would you do this again?” he looks a little hesitant but Blaine knows there’s no need.
The answer’s obviously yes.
Kurt must see it in his eyes because he grins and kisses him again before pulling back, putting a hand on Finn’s chest that Blaine covers with his own. “Love you, baby,” he says and Kurt nods.
“Love you too.”
“Okay, this is just gettin’ sappy now,” Finn wrinkles his nose and Kurt pushes up enough to kiss him briefly before snuggling down, Finn’s arm encircling him almost protectively. “You’re both awesome. Love you, bro,” he nudges Kurt’s head with his nose and Kurt squawks.
“Yes, because that’s not creepy at all,” he sighs and settles back down. “You know I love you, Finn,” he whispers and Blaine’s not jealous, because he knows Kurt will always love Finn in a way, but it’s nothing like what they have.
“And…thank you,” Blaine adds. “For…”
“Of course,” Finn closes his eyes and they all get comfortable, Blaine close to sleep already even with his mind still racing.
The one thought that stands out above all others is that he looks forward to doing it again.
And he’s okay with that.
End
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