Prompt Post #19
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Kurt has never done anything kinky before and is blown away by all the new information and possibilities. Blaine is very direct and unashamed as he explains how everything is used. Kurt finds himself getting turned on and embarrassed but trying to be dignified and treat it as an ordinary sales transaction.
It's up to the author who the current and past relationships are (or if they're original characters). It's also up to the author whether Kurt and Blaine actually get together, but I don't want there to be cheating. Maybe Blaine and his boyfriend break up because they're incompatible, (in which case I don't want Blaine to be heartbroken over it) or maybe they decide not to be monogamous. I don't want there to be a focus on breaking up or arguing or angst.
Do want: Sexual tension, embarrassment, inappropriate hard ons, hot descriptions of kinks and sex acts, innocent!curious!Kurt intrigued by the idea of domming, open and honest Blaine totally unashamed by his submissive/bottom tendencies.
Some objects Blaine could be selling (whether lightly used, still in package, or thoroughly boiled/cleaned): anal insertion toys, cuffs/collar, ropes, animal costume, chastity device, blindfold, ball gag, lingerie/nail polish/heels, flogger, paddle, diapers, fisting gloves, enema kit...
Do not want: Boypussy, supernatural elements (animal hybrids, wings, tentacles, bug cock, fairies, etc), kinks that involve blood or injury, unsafe sex practices like sharing plastic anal toys, urine or scat in the mouth, heartbreak/angst/arguing, cheating.
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This will be updated on my Tumblr blog too if it's easier to keep up to date with on there. http://agent-girlsname.tumblr.com
And yes, I am setting this up for eventual Klaine, of course I am ;)
Kurt took a deep breath as he stepped up to the front door of the address that he had written down on the scrap of paper in his hands. It was a New York City apartment block, identical in most ways to every other apartment block in the city. He pressed the buzzer for the apartment he needed and waited for the buzz so he could open the door.
His heart began to pound as he walked up the stair to the fourth floor, wondering what on earth had possessed him to do this. He had always thought that he was a rational person, definitely not one to react to the results of a coffee table magazine quiz. In answer to the question 'How kinky are you?' He had scored almost the lowest point possible, despite his many bondage-esque accessories apparently he was about as vanilla as they came. That had shocked him a little, he had always thought of himself to be more risqué, he did after all take the lead in bed, telling his partner what to do and once even using one of their ties to secure their hands to the bedpost. That had to be a little kinky didn't it?
But the wine had made Kurt determined to show the quiz it was wrong and had immediately begun searching the internet for bondage gear and sex toys. He had honestly only intended to buy a pair of fluffy handcuffs and maybe a studded harness or something that could be worked into an outfit but somehow he had ended up looking at an advertisement for a large collection of sex toys, bondage gear and generally kinky things for sale in the City. Feeling bold he had responded to the ad.
Now it was two days later and he was on his way to collect what he had bought. The wine and its confidence had long since left him and now he was nervous at having to meet the person selling it and pretend he knew what the hell he was buying.
He reached the apartment and knocked on the door, listening to the light footsteps heading towards him from inside the apartment. The door opened and Kurt bit back as gasp as he locked eyes with the young man who appeared before him.
He was about Kurt's age and dressed casually in dark jeans and a pale green cardigan, his dark hair was slicked down against his head and his eyes were shining bright as he looked at Kurt.
'Hey, you must be Kurt.' He smiled, holding his hand out for Kurt to shake. 'I'm Blaine.'
'Hi Blaine.' Kurt smiled back, feeling ridiculously formal for what he was here to buy.
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'Wow, this is quite a big space.' Kurt couldn't help but notice.
'It must be quite expensive for this part of the city.
Blaine smiled, his eyes crinkling as he did so. 'It is, actually
I'm quite glad my boyfriend is moving in with me, the rent is hard to keep up with. At least with two pay checks it'll be easier. In fact that's kind of my I'm selling all of this, he's not really into any of it and he's not comfortable with having it around the apartment.' He shrugged and looked away from Kurt as if it didn't matter, but Kurt could sense something behind those words.
'Oh?' Was all Kurt could manage to say. He had only just met this guy and all of a sudden they were talking about his sex life. Then again he was here to buy sex toys off of him, so maybe it was to be expected.
'Yeah, we did try it once, he wanted to, for me. But he really isn't the dominant type and I don't think he would ever want to be submissive either. So I guess our sex life will remain vanilla as ever, but we're in love so that's all that matters.' Again there was a slight edge to the statement, but Kurt decided not to dwell on it. It really wasn't his place.
'Um, so, are you a Dom? Or a Sub?' Kurt asked. He was oddly curious and some sort of line had already been crossed that he felt it would be ok to ask. Besides, Dom and Sub were about all he knew of the kinkier aspects of sex.
'Oh I'm a sub, one hundred per cent.' Blaine grinned. 'I love it, I really do. There is nothing better than just letting go and letting someone take complete control over you, leaving everything up to them and just enjoying it.'
The fervour in Blaine's voice as he spoke gave Kurt goose bumps and he watched as Blaine's eyes darkened with lust.
'Uhm.' It wasn't really a word, more of a noise that Kurt couldn't keep in as he felt a thrill run down his spine.
'So what about you?' Blaine asked.
Kurt blinked at him, taking a second to realise Blaine was repeating his question back at him.
'Oh, I'm not too sure really. I mean, I've never tried it with anyone. But I think I would be a Dom, I'm usually the one to take control in bed after all.' Kurt blushed under Blaine's intense gaze as he described a part of his life he rarely spoke about with anyone.
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'Yeah, I've decided to broaden my horizons and see what else is out there.' Kurt replied, realising suddenly how true that was. Sex for him had always been fine but missing a certain spark he could never put his finger on. He had always put it down to the guy he was with, but maybe there was more to it after all?
'Excellent, if you want to come with me into the bedroom I'll show you everything.' Blaine brushed his hand lightly over Kurt's shoulder and headed towards the door at the back of the room.
Oh, ok. Kurt stood motionless for a moment, feeling the heat of Blaine's momentary touch burn into his shoulder before shaking himself out of it and following the young man to his bedroom.
Kurt's eyes widened as he walked into the room and took in several large cardboard boxes stacked in the corner.
'Oh my God, is there that much of it?' How drunk had he been to buy several boxes of sex toys?
Blaine glanced over to where Kurt was looking and barked out a laugh.
'No, no, that's my boyfriend's stuff. He's already moved some boxes in. No, it's over here.' He bent over to reach under his bed to pull out a medium sized trunk and place it on the bed. Kurt couldn't help but stare at the tightness of Blaine's pants as he bent over, giving Kurt a perfect view of his ass. He tore his gaze away as Blaine turned to face him, hoping his cheeks weren't too noticeably red.
Blaine opened the trunk and started to lay out the contents on the bed.
Kurt's eyes grew wider and wider as more objects were laid out in front of him. Handcuffs, collars, riding crops, dildos, vibrators, small clamps Kurt assumed were for nipples, blindfolds, a small red ball attached to some leather, a metal object that looked like it could fit over a flaccid penis and many items Kurt couldn't place.
'Oh wow, that's a lot.' Kurt gasped, feeling his cock twitch in his pants. He might not know what half of it was but he obviously found it all very exciting.
'Uh huh, I built up quite a collection and enjoyed it all often. I'll be sad to see it go.' And Blaine did look sad as he looked over the array of sex toys and paraphernalia. But Kurt barely noticed, all of a sudden he was picturing all of these objects in relation to Blaine and how he would look in them.
'So, do you want me to talk you through them?' Blaine asked, pulling Kurt out of his fantasy.
Kurt nodded, his mouth suddenly dry.
'That sounds perfect.' He answered, suddenly wishing he had worn looser pants. This was about to get very interesting.
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This will be updated on my Tumblr blog too if it's easier to keep up to date with on there. http://agent-girlsname.tumblr.com
Five minutes later Kurt was sure his eyes were bulging out of his head. Blaine had taken him through the various toys spread across the bed, all still in sealed packaging, never used. They had been bought for fun times with an adventurous ex who had left before they could use them but Blaine had experienced them before so knew how they all worked.
The last one was of particular interest to Kurt. It was a dildo, light blue silicon, with a pump attached to it. Taking a cue from Kurt's curious expression Blaine took it out from its packaging and placed it in Kurt's hands.
'This is one of my favourite toys. It's a shame I didn't get to use this one actually.' Blaine grinned.
'It feels a bit soft to be a dildo.' Kurt said, blushing a little as he ran his fingers over the phallic object. He couldn't help but notice Blaine's eyes following the movement of his fingers almost hungrily. The dildo wasn't exactly soft but the material was more pliable under his fingers than the other's had been.
'Oh, but it needs to be a bit more flexible you see.' Blaine said reaching over and taking hold of the pump dangling from Kurt's hands. He gave it a few squeezes, the small bladder deflating and inflating under his firm grip. Kurt gasped as the dildo began to grow in his hands, becoming thicker and thicker with each pump.
'Whoa! How big does it get?' Kurt stroked a hand over the dildo as Blaine turned the small dial and let the air out.
'Oh Kurt, the fun is finding out! I've always come before I've found out though.' He winked and leaned over to bump shoulders with Kurt and in the instant they touched Kurt swore his heart skipped a beat.
Blaine took the dildo from Kurt's hands and placed it back down on the bed.
'Now then, what's next?' Blaine searched the objects on the bed, finally deciding on a small wooden paddle.
'Oh this one is good for a spanking.' Blaine's eyes were gleaming as he held out the implement for Kurt to see. 'It's light so you still get a good swing on it but still quite solid so it delivers a sharp smack.' He swung the paddle, bringing it firmly against his palm. Kurt watched as Blaine's bicep flexed under his tight cardigan and the way his eyelids fluttered at the smack, his lashes sweeping gently against his cheek.
Kurt had never thought he would be into spanking, but the sharp sound that rang out as the paddle hit Blaine's palm and the sheer delight in the man's eyes made Kurt's stomach swoop with excitement and he wondered if he had been missing out. He thought back to when
Blaine had bent over to retrieve the box from under the bed and wondered how the firm round buttocks would look and feel spread across his lap, red and warm from a spanking.
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'Here are a few different collars. They have rings on them for leashes if you're into that but I've only used them for aesthetic reasons. I just love the way they feel around my neck when I'm with someone. The feeling of ownership and giving yourself completely over to someone else.'
Once again Kurt noticed a strange look pass over Blaine's features. It was a queer look of desire and arousal but heavily tinged with an edge of sadness and loss, as if he was once again coming to terms with what he was giving up. Kurt hoped this boyfriend was worth it.
'And each of the collars has matching cuffs.' Blaine said a little too brightly, picking up a set of black leather cuffs edges with red piping that matched the collar that was already in his hands.
'They can be linked with a chain as well.' He latched a chain to the collar and then attached the cuffs, spreading them out on the bed. 'And they can be chained to the nipple clamps.' Two small clamps were placed between the cuffs, right where Blaine's torso would be if he was lying down where the collar and cuffs indicated.
'And to a cock ring.'
The ring completed the picture and in Kurt's mind Blaine was spread out on the bed, the collar firmly around his neck, the cuffs securing his hands to the bed frame and the clamps pinching small brown nipples into little pink nubs. Kurt felt his mouth water and his cock begin to stiffen in his pants. He crossed his legs quickly and mentally scolded himself. He really shouldn't be thinking of this man like that, he was almost a stranger! And Blaine had a boyfriend.
'Uh, the- that there. Does that go with them?' Kurt stuttered, trying to move the conversation on and pointing out what looked like a gag and a blindfold in the same black leather and red piping as the collar and cuffs.
'Oh, uh-huh.' Blaine grinned almost deviously. 'I always had to wear the gag, I'm such a screamer.' He winked at Kurt and Kurt felt the heat flood to his face. 'The amount of times the neighbours complained before I invested in this.'
Kurt opened his mouth to respond, but he couldn't seem to form any words.
Blaine picked up a length of thick leather straps. 'If you prefer the tying part of tying someone up these are fun.'
Blaine's words began to fade out as Kurt watched him absent minded wrap the firm leather straps around his hands, clenching his hands into fists to strain against them. The black leather creaked slightly in Blaine's grip and all Kurt could think of was wrapping them around Blaine's wrists, securing them against each other before binding him to the bedpost and putting his new found knowledge of the toys spread out on the bed to use.
He shook the thought from his head again. He was just here for the toys, he told himself.
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‘Candles?’ Kurt asked, picking up a shrink wrapped pack of four tall, thin candles in different colours. Deep royal blue, vivid yellow, rich green and dark red glittery tapers all nestled together in the pack Kurt held in his hands. ‘Are these to set the mood for the spankings?’
Blaine grinned, his eyes almost twinkling with amusement as he took the candles from Kurt and looked at them wistfully.
‘Ah, no, not quite.’ There was a hint of laughter in Blaine’s voice, but it was friendly, not in any way mocking Kurt’s ignorance of the items spread across Blaine’s bed. ‘They’re for wax play.’
‘Wax play?’ Kurt asked. He had spilt wax from candles on himself before; he couldn’t imagine it being used for fun.
‘They’re special candles used for playing.’ Blaine explained. ‘They don’t burn as hot as normal candles but it still stings when the wax drips on to you.’ Once again Kurt noticed Blaine’s eyelids flickering in pleasure as he recalled a time when he had used these. ‘The wax burns for a second, but it’s not the searing pain you get with a normal candle. It’s quite pleasurable really. And you can burn more than one colour so you can make patterns across your partner’s body. It’s quite an art form really.’
Kurt picked up another pack of candles, a selection of purple, light blue and pinks. Something poked out from underneath the pack and Kurt turned it over curiously. He gasped and dropped the candles back on the bed in surprise.
Stuck to the back of the candles was a photo, obviously printed on the cheaper quality photo paper that meant it was printed at home, and as Kurt looked at it he realised why. It wasn’t the kind of picture you would want a stranger developing.
The man in the photo was undoubtedly Blaine. His hair was free of gel but some of the thick curls stuck to the back of his neck with sweat. In the picture Blaine was lying on his front, his arms stretched above his head secured to the headboard with thick leather straps and a firm looking chain. He was completely naked, his tanned skin flush with arousal and shining with a sheen of sweat. Kurt ran his eyes over the firm muscles of Blaine’s arched back and down to the swell of his butt.
Bright lines of crimson wax streaked across the broad planes of Blaine’s shoulders, the deep colour standing out beautifully against his skin.
Along the line of his spine were several pools of royal blue wax, small tendrils of wax running down Blaine’s ribs before they dried.
Interspersed with the blue were several spots and streaks of yellow and pink, all overlapping and entwining, the colours dancing across each other using Blaine’s back as a canvas.
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