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Pairing - [Spoilers if any] - kinks or [FILL], in reply to a prompt
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Kurt flicked his clit once, twice, thrice, before Sebastian caught his hand without thinking and sucked his two dripping fingers into his mouth. Kurt whimpered helplessly.
“Bas.” He whispered, eyes a touch wet from where overwhelming pleasure had caused him to tear up. He slipped his fingers from Sebastian’s mouth and touched them to his lips. “Please.” He trembled softly.
Sebastian jerked against the side of the piano, suddenly one hundred percent aware of his own throbbing cock and how it had until then gone ignored. Shuddering, he clasped Kurt’s thighs and brought them up to rest firmly on his shoulders. That way, with some of the weight taken off of his arms, Sebastian was free to reach around and delicately prod at Kurt’s other hole. His gently spasming rim was slightly moist from all of the saliva and cum dripping down Kurt’s cunt, so with only a little addition lubrication (via Kurt, of course), Sebastian dipped his pointer finger in up to the first knuckle.
Kurt moaned deeply, struggling to arch back into the unexpected touch as well as Sebastian’s incredible mouth.
Sebastian withdrew his lips from Kurt temporarily, taking a few heaving breaths and looking at the clock on the wall. Time really wasn’t on their side at the moment, so as much as he would have loved to keep Kurt on this mind-numbing pleasure trip for the next hour (and oh god, he could), the site of his boyfriend, flushed all over and bleary-eyed, was not something he was going to allow others (especially Blaine, he’d lost his chance) to see.
“Hang tight, babe.” He murmured against Kurt’s thigh when the other teen reached for him questioningly with one hand. He kissed the soft skin just below Kurt’s cunt, before getting back to business.
One of Sebastian’s great prides in life was the knowledge that he was a superb lover. Though most of his ex’s would scoff at the notion, and sure enough Kurt had rolled his eyes the first time Sebastian had mentioned it as well, it was the absolute and unavoidable truth.
And now, now that he had only one lover to focus all of his skills and techniques on, Sebastian was quite confident in declaring that he knew how to get one Kurt Hummel off with little more than the touch of their fingertips and his words alone.
He also knew how to drive Kurt to the very brink of bliss and leave him there for an extraordinarily long amount of time, but that was another story entirely.
At this very moment, Sebastian needed to bring his boyfriend off like it was the last thing he ever did.
And if New Directions caught them, it very well could be. His boyfriend was a bitch.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god.” Kurt chanted, thrusting madly into Sebastian’s mouth as the taller teen went to town. His pointer finger was still prodding lightly at Kurt’s rim, tugging and plunging inside intermittedly.
Suddenly, his skin on fire and the muscles in his legs and neck grown taunt, Kurt’s pleasure crested and he screamed.
Sebastian moaned loudly, sucking for all he was worth as Kurt’s juices filled his mouth and drenched his face. His cock, which was surely leaking inside of his trousers, was pressing painfully against his zipper. Taking half a mind to wait a few seconds for Kurt to come down, Sebastian slowly lowered Kurt’s legs before unbuttoning his pants, gently easing his dark, heavy cock out into the air.
Kurt hissed in sympathy when he saw it, still panting on top of the piano like there wasn’t enough air in the entire room to bring him back to his senses. Carefully, he slid off of the piano and onto wobbly feet, ignoring how ridiculous he knew he looked with one boot on and his pants all scrunched up around one leg.
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