Prompt Post #11
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Pairing - [Spoilers if any] - kinks or [FILL], in reply to a prompt
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Blaine’s mouth almost fell open at the blatant challenge in Kurt’s tone. He swore under his breath and unbuckled his belt with shaking fingers.
He was apparently taking too long because Kurt spun around, batting Blaine’s hands away and taking over the task.
“Do you have any lube in that make-up case of yours?” Blaine asked. He watched as Kurt’s fingers nimbly ridded him of his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. There was something incredibly beautiful about the moment - the two of them with their heads bowed close together, working on something as simple as getting Blaine’s pants off. The moment clenched hard at Blaine’s chest and he grasped Kurt’s face between his hands, lifting his head and pressing their lips back together.
Kurt gasped into his mouth, surprised by the sudden movement. His hands blindly shoved Blaine’s pants down before he wrenched off his shirt and spun around to face the door.
Blaine ran a finger down Kurt’s spine. “Lube?”
Kurt shook his head. “Already taken care of.”
For a moment, Blaine was vaguely confused - he continued to trace his finger down Kurt’s spine and along the cleft of his arse until he reached his hole. Kurt wasn’t lying, he was slick.
Blaine slid his finger inside letting Kurt’s moan wash over him. “Whoever you did this for,” Blaine whispered harshly in Kurt’s ear, “you never do it again. Understand?”
Kurt nodded, eyes fluttering closed as Blaine’s finger was replaced by two fingers, then three. “I won’t,” he promised.
“Good.” Blaine kissed Kurt’s shoulder and slipped on the condom before he positioned the head of his cock at Kurt’s hole. He pushed inside, moving into the tight, incredible heat inch by inch. Kurt panted, pushing back and squeezing his muscles, the only real movement he could make when he was pinned against the wall.
“When we’re done here,” Blaine said into Kurt’s ear when he was buried to the hilt. “You’re going to go back onto that dance floor, you’re going to say goodbye to your admirers and then you’re coming home with me.”
Kurt let out a breath and moaned quietly. “Yes.”
With that word, Blaine thrust deep inside and pulled almost all the way out before thrusting in once more. Kurt grunted and breathed heavily.
Blaine pistoned his hips forcefully into Kurt’s tight heat, panting for air and biting his lip in a effort to keep quiet. He grabbed one of Kurt’s shoulders for better leverage as he worked his arse.
He never wanted this to end - he wanted to stay right here forever, locked in this stupid little stall. Of course, he was about to come. Blaine stopped moving for a moment, willing his body to obey him as he sucked in air. When he was back in control, he rocked his hips forward again, plunging in and out of Kurt’s arse.
Reaching back, Kurt took Blaine’s hand and placed it on his hard cock as they writhed together. Their other hands twined together against the wall beside Kurt’s head. Blaine stroked him rapidly, jerking Kurt’s cock in tandem with every thrust of his hips. Kurt squeezed down with his arse, and then he was shaking as he came with a groan muffled against his arm.
The pressure and heat on his cock was intense, and struggling to keep quiet, Blaine fell over the edge, closing his eyes as his orgasm rocked his body. He collapsed into Kurt, both of them breathing hard.
“Don’t move,” Kurt whispered as they both came back to earth. “Just stay here for a second.”
Blaine did, letting his hands slip down over Kurt’s torso to clutch at his hips.
“I never stopped loving you,” Kurt murmured after a moment. “Did you know that?”
Blaine kissed his shoulder, lips lingering against the clammy skin. “I never stopped loving you either.”
Kurt reached a hand behind Blaine’s head and pulled him close for a long, slow kiss.
“Take me home, okay?” Kurt whispered.
“I will.”
END
Thanks for reading everyone :) Twas a great prompt. I'll get this up in my journal in full form (and beta'd) soon :)
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I love a possessive and jealous Blaine and you did him justice... in just enough control to still be the Blaine that we know and love, yet harsh enough for a touch of danger...
I really loved how it ended with them admitting their feelings for each other. Uber sweet!
Thank you! Please do continue to write more (in general). You're a great writer!
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My favourite parts:
- “You see the thing is,” Blaine began softly, grabbing some paper towel and folding it into a square. “I realise that the Kurt I know is under there somewhere. I just can’t see him yet.”
- Kurt looked over his shoulder and met Blaine’s eyes. “Why don’t you show me how wrong I was to even consider that.”
Can you stay in the Klaine fandom foverer? Please?
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