Snippet of Chapter 6! ABWTFIL - Game time!
Okay, so, I have finals coming up soon, and this week/weekend is going to be too crazy to finish the update (I'm really sorry, guys). But hey! I have this really lame idea that you might like!
***GAME***-- So, this is a section from Chapter 6. Obviously, it is from Kurt's point of view. If, in the comments (users only, sorry anons. Feel free to guess, though!), you can guess the following:
1. Is this: A dream or just him thinking?
2. A) If it's a dream, where did he fall asleep? Who did he fall asleep with, if anyone? or B) If it's him thinking about it now, where is he thinking about it and what is he doing? (Answer A or B only.)
If two people guess correctly, I will post another part of the chapter. If no one guesses correctly or comments, then I will look like a douchebag. So, you should do this, because you're all awesome, and I'm terrible and can't write the chapter fast enough.
If you only have Tumblr or just prefer using Tumblr, feel free to put your guesses in my ask box.
LJ users in the comments only. No anons, sorry bbs. You're welcome to comment and give other people ideas, though!
*I won't be telling you if you're right or wrong until 11/20 (I won't be able to go on LiveJournal Friday night or Saturday). Talk with each other to decide and what not!
Rating: R; Warnings: angst, Kurt!sadness, mean!Blaine, blow job
Kurt wakes up from a bad dream, realizing quickly that there's no one actually slamming him into any lockers or running after him, because he's in the safety of Blaine's house now. He's in Blaine's bed.
That's right. They had a sleepover last night, and it's Saturday morning, so there's no school. However, Kurt's woken himself up accidentally at seven in the morning out of habit, and Blaine won't be up for hours.
He doesn't feel anywhere near comfortable going downstairs to talk with Blaine's parents over breakfast, so he's doomed to just lie in bed for at least three more hours until Blaine's up. They stayed up late watching Heath Ledger movies, so he doesn't want to force Blaine to get up just because he is. This sucks.
Kurt wonders for a moment if Blaine tells Scottie about their sleepovers. Does Scottie know how close they are? Has Blaine left out the part about Kurt being completely infatuated with his friend? If Blaine's boyfriend only knew the half of it, then he'd sure as hell be pissed that Kurt's over right now, sleeping in Blaine's bed with Blaine. But then again, Blaine doesn't even care. He's got the AV club, plenty of solos in New Directions, and half the boys on the soccer team inviting him every weekend to hang out with them. He's got everyone, and he's got Kurt to lust and love after him. He doesn't need to want Kurt in return. He's already got him forever.
Kurt frowns at his reoccurring thoughts and tries not to get emotional in Blaine's bed of all places. He knew that they were supposed to go downstairs and sleep on the couches, but it's December, it's cold, and Blaine's bed sounded much more comfortable than the sofa to both of them.
His eyes focus on his peacefully sleeping friend, feeling the urge to try something he never has before. Blaine's just so soft looking. Most people would call Kurt the soft one just because of his pale, creamy skin, but Blaine's skin is always so warm. Kurt wants to be warm, too.
He carefully scoots closer to him, hoping that Blaine doesn't wake up. Maybe when Blaine wakes up, he'll think for a moment that Kurt is Scottie and will hold him closer or even touch his side. Kurt will die.
He gently rests his head on Blaine's chest, trying with every fiber of his being to make his heart stop racing so hard. Blaine could definitely feel this if he wakes up. Kurt knows it's a little creepy that he's purposely resting his head on his friend's chest, but when will the opportunity to do this ever come again? Kurt can easily pretend to be sleeping, and Blaine will just have to simply assume that Kurt naturally clinged to him it in his sleep. Maybe Blaine would even feel for a moment that cuddling with Kurt like this is comfortable and fun, and maybe they could do it more often. Maybe Blaine will pull him closer just for a moment because he loves his best friend so much.
As soon as Kurt is able to close his eyes with his head on Blaine's chest, thinking he got away with cuddling without waking Blaine up, he feels a hand slip around his waist, pulling him closer. He smiles to himself, reaching his hand up to lightly trace small circles on Blaine's chest. That's still friendly touching, right?
However, when he does this, Blaine's hand goes further down his waist only to let his fingers slide under Kurt's shirt. Kurt freezes, feeling like if he lets one breath out that Blaine will stop. What if he's actually still sleeping and he thinks Kurt's Scottie?
His hand firmly ghosts over Kurt's stomach as he tries to rest his head higher up on the pillows. "Mmmm, Kurt. I always knew your skin would feel this smooth. Come closer."
Kurt's brain is momentarily trying to focus on Blaine's words, but the south side of him is much more interested in figuring what his hand's doing. He knows it's Kurt for sure--he just said his name--but does he know what it's doing to Kurt?
Biting his lip, Kurt complies by getting on top of him, not sure how he can get any closer than this. Blaine smiles up at him and puts his hands on Kurt's hips as he goes to straddle Blaine's waist. This is surreal. They must still be on the couches downstairs, dreaming, with the DVD menu of Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl still lit up on the TV screen.
But Blaine's hands lifting Kurt's shirt up is most definitely real. Blaine feeling Kurt through his pajama pants, rubbing him, telling him that he wants to feel him get hard, is a real occurring event.
Blaine takes both of their shirts off and then asks Kurt if he's ever thought about him naked. "Well, now you don't have to think anymore. You can just see."
Kurt gets off him temporarily so Blaine can take his boxers off, and when he does, Kurt can't help but stare. However, Blaine can see that he is. Now, he can't help but blush.
Blaine smiles slightly and asks him what he's thinking about.
Kurt thinks carefully about this one. "Can you kiss me?" Not will you, but is it mentally and physically possible for you to want to kiss me back?
Their lips fit together like missing puzzle pieces, and even though Kurt's heart is beating out of his chest, Blaine doesn't stop kissing him. They kiss until air is necessary for survival, and then what Blaine says next makes Kurt's heart plummet.
"Is this okay, Kurt? Can we be like this and not tell Scottie? He really likes me."
But I really like you, too. Kurt hides his frown from Blaine by kissing his stomach and scooting himself down the bed to take Blaine in his mouth.
He'll never get anything more than this though, right? The person he feels closest to in this world doesn't want to be the closest with him. Not in the way Kurt wants, anyway.
Blaine wants to use him? That's fine. Kurt has always used Blaine to feel false happiness and security, so why can't he return the favor in a more physical way? It's what Blaine wants.
He feels the tip of Blaine's cock pressing harder up against his lips. "Take me in your mouth, baby. It'll feel really good for me."
Kurt doesn't nod, but lets Blaine fuck his mouth. When Blaine's hips start bucking harder, Kurt feels like his jaw is going to fall off--he just wants a moment to relax it, but Blaine doesn't give him one. However, when Kurt continues gagging--no, give me a second, I really can't take this--Blaine lets him pull his mouth off, and to think he's helping him, Blaine just rubs his jaw, trying to encourage him to continue. Not much later after Kurt re-takes him in his mouth, Blaine's telling him that he's about to come, and when he finally releases, Kurt feels empty.
He didn't want his first blow job-giving to be like this, but it was with Blaine. What more do you want?
Maybe Kurt Hummel isn't meant to have a boyfriend. Maybe he's just meant to fawn over Blaine and be loved by his friends. He can survive this way and hold in any feelings of crushed hope he ever has again. Any boy he takes interest in, he can convince himself that he just wants to be their friend, so that when the moment comes when he realizes they like someone else, he won't have to be so hurt. He can be happy for someone else. "Just take good care of him! He's a real catch!"
Blaine smiles lazily and pulls Kurt up to lie with him for a while. He waits for Blaine to say something, but when he doesn't, Kurt knows that they're just supposed to leave it that. Never talk, just do.
Still, he feels like he's supposed to say something, just to acknowledge that Kurt still has Blaine's taste in his mouth and he didn't just imagine the whole thing.
His jaw hurts, and Blaine's room just feels foreign to him now. Things that never happened in here before just happened, and Blaine doesn't seem to care. He'll never go to sleep at night, wishing for Kurt to tell him that all he's ever wanted to do was be with him. Blaine will never hug him from behind and ask him to just watch the fireworks.
"Thank you," Kurt mumbles out quietly, hoping it's not too much to lie his head back on Blaine's chest. Blaine got what he wanted out of him, why would he want to be near him anymore? Kurt's disgusting.
Blaine laughs slightly and tilts his head down to look at him. "For what?"
How's Kurt supposed to say it? 'Thank you for helping me accept that I'll never be loved specially by you. Thank you for letting me know that this is all our relationship will ever be, and I never need to stay up at night hoping.'
"For the experience."
Kurt swallows down the tension in his throat, and when it stays in his chest, he inhales and exhales slowly to make it go away. He can do this. He has to.
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Game time! Again, sorry that I can't write the whole thing fast enough. ('Cause I'm an asshole and think quizzes and polls and unnecessary shit is exciting. Jenny told me it'd be fun, so shhh.)
***GAME***-- So, this is a section from Chapter 6. Obviously, it is from Kurt's point of view. If, in the comments (users only, sorry anons. Feel free to guess, though!), you can guess the following:
1. Is this: A dream or just him thinking?
2. A) If it's a dream, where did he fall asleep? Who did he fall asleep with, if anyone? or B) If it's him thinking about it now, where is he thinking about it and what is he doing? (Answer A or B only.)
If two people guess correctly, I will post another part of the chapter. If no one guesses correctly or comments, then I will look like a douchebag. So, you should do this, because you're all awesome, and I'm terrible and can't write the chapter fast enough.
*I won't be telling you if you're right or wrong until 11/20 (I won't be able to go on LiveJournal Friday night or Saturday). Talk with each other to decide and what not!
Rating: R; Warnings: angst, Kurt!sadness, mean!Blaine, blow job
Kurt wakes up from a bad dream, realizing quickly that there's no one actually slamming him into any lockers or running after him, because he's in the safety of Blaine's house now. He's in Blaine's bed.
That's right. They had a sleepover last night, and it's Saturday morning, so there's no school. However, Kurt's woken himself up accidentally at seven in the morning out of habit, and Blaine won't be up for hours.
He doesn't feel anywhere near comfortable going downstairs to talk with Blaine's parents over breakfast, so he's doomed to just lie in bed for at least three more hours until Blaine's up. They stayed up late watching Heath Ledger movies, so he doesn't want to force Blaine to get up just because he is. This sucks.
Kurt wonders for a moment if Blaine tells Scottie about their sleepovers. Does Scottie know how close they are? Has Blaine left out the part about Kurt being completely infatuated with his friend? If Blaine's boyfriend only knew the half of it, then he'd sure as hell be pissed that Kurt's over right now, sleeping in Blaine's bed with Blaine. But then again, Blaine doesn't even care. He's got the AV club, plenty of solos in New Directions, and half the boys on the soccer team inviting him every weekend to hang out with them. He's got everyone, and he's got Kurt to lust and love after him. He doesn't need to want Kurt in return. He's already got him forever.
Kurt frowns at his reoccurring thoughts and tries not to get emotional in Blaine's bed of all places. He knew that they were supposed to go downstairs and sleep on the couches, but it's December, it's cold, and Blaine's bed sounded much more comfortable than the sofa to both of them.
His eyes focus on his peacefully sleeping friend, feeling the urge to try something he never has before. Blaine's just so soft looking. Most people would call Kurt the soft one just because of his pale, creamy skin, but Blaine's skin is always so warm. Kurt wants to be warm, too.
He carefully scoots closer to him, hoping that Blaine doesn't wake up. Maybe when Blaine wakes up, he'll think for a moment that Kurt is Scottie and will hold him closer or even touch his side. Kurt will die.
He gently rests his head on Blaine's chest, trying with every fiber of his being to make his heart stop racing so hard. Blaine could definitely feel this if he wakes up. Kurt knows it's a little creepy that he's purposely resting his head on his friend's chest, but when will the opportunity to do this ever come again? Kurt can easily pretend to be sleeping, and Blaine will just have to simply assume that Kurt naturally clinged to him it in his sleep. Maybe Blaine would even feel for a moment that cuddling with Kurt like this is comfortable and fun, and maybe they could do it more often. Maybe Blaine will pull him closer just for a moment because he loves his best friend so much.
As soon as Kurt is able to close his eyes with his head on Blaine's chest, thinking he got away with cuddling without waking Blaine up, he feels a hand slip around his waist, pulling him closer. He smiles to himself, reaching his hand up to lightly trace small circles on Blaine's chest. That's still friendly touching, right?
However, when he does this, Blaine's hand goes further down his waist only to let his fingers slide under Kurt's shirt. Kurt freezes, feeling like if he lets one breath out that Blaine will stop. What if he's actually still sleeping and he thinks Kurt's Scottie?
His hand firmly ghosts over Kurt's stomach as he tries to rest his head higher up on the pillows. "Mmmm, Kurt. I always knew your skin would feel this smooth. Come closer."
Kurt's brain is momentarily trying to focus on Blaine's words, but the south side of him is much more interested in figuring what his hand's doing. He knows it's Kurt for sure--he just said his name--but does he know what it's doing to Kurt?
Biting his lip, Kurt complies by getting on top of him, not sure how he can get any closer than this. Blaine smiles up at him and puts his hands on Kurt's hips as he goes to straddle Blaine's waist. This is surreal. They must still be on the couches downstairs, dreaming, with the DVD menu of Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl still lit up on the TV screen.
But Blaine's hands lifting Kurt's shirt up is most definitely real. Blaine feeling Kurt through his pajama pants, rubbing him, telling him that he wants to feel him get hard, is a real occurring event.
Blaine takes both of their shirts off and then asks Kurt if he's ever thought about him naked. "Well, now you don't have to think anymore. You can just see."
Kurt gets off him temporarily so Blaine can take his boxers off, and when he does, Kurt can't help but stare. However, Blaine can see that he is. Now, he can't help but blush.
Blaine smiles slightly and asks him what he's thinking about.
Kurt thinks carefully about this one. "Can you kiss me?" Not will you, but is it mentally and physically possible for you to want to kiss me back?
Their lips fit together like missing puzzle pieces, and even though Kurt's heart is beating out of his chest, Blaine doesn't stop kissing him. They kiss until air is necessary for survival, and then what Blaine says next makes Kurt's heart plummet.
"Is this okay, Kurt? Can we be like this and not tell Scottie? He really likes me."
But I really like you, too. Kurt hides his frown from Blaine by kissing his stomach and scooting himself down the bed to take Blaine in his mouth.
He'll never get anything more than this though, right? The person he feels closest to in this world doesn't want to be the closest with him. Not in the way Kurt wants, anyway.
Blaine wants to use him? That's fine. Kurt has always used Blaine to feel false happiness and security, so why can't he return the favor in a more physical way? It's what Blaine wants.
He feels the tip of Blaine's cock pressing harder up against his lips. "Take me in your mouth, baby. It'll feel really good for me."
Kurt doesn't nod, but lets Blaine fuck his mouth. When Blaine's hips start bucking harder, Kurt feels like his jaw is going to fall off--he just wants a moment to relax it, but Blaine doesn't give him one. However, when Kurt continues gagging--no, give me a second, I really can't take this--Blaine lets him pull his mouth off, and to think he's helping him, Blaine just rubs his jaw, trying to encourage him to continue. Not much later after Kurt re-takes him in his mouth, Blaine's telling him that he's about to come, and when he finally releases, Kurt feels empty.
He didn't want his first blow job-giving to be like this, but it was with Blaine. What more do you want?
Maybe Kurt Hummel isn't meant to have a boyfriend. Maybe he's just meant to fawn over Blaine and be loved by his friends. He can survive this way and hold in any feelings of crushed hope he ever has again. Any boy he takes interest in, he can convince himself that he just wants to be their friend, so that when the moment comes when he realizes they like someone else, he won't have to be so hurt. He can be happy for someone else. "Just take good care of him! He's a real catch!"
Blaine smiles lazily and pulls Kurt up to lie with him for a while. He waits for Blaine to say something, but when he doesn't, Kurt knows that they're just supposed to leave it that. Never talk, just do.
Still, he feels like he's supposed to say something, just to acknowledge that Kurt still has Blaine's taste in his mouth and he didn't just imagine the whole thing.
His jaw hurts, and Blaine's room just feels foreign to him now. Things that never happened in here before just happened, and Blaine doesn't seem to care. He'll never go to sleep at night, wishing for Kurt to tell him that all he's ever wanted to do was be with him. Blaine will never hug him from behind and ask him to just watch the fireworks.
"Thank you," Kurt mumbles out quietly, hoping it's not too much to lie his head back on Blaine's chest. Blaine got what he wanted out of him, why would he want to be near him anymore? Kurt's disgusting.
Blaine laughs slightly and tilts his head down to look at him. "For what?"
How's Kurt supposed to say it? 'Thank you for helping me accept that I'll never be loved specially by you. Thank you for letting me know that this is all our relationship will ever be, and I never need to stay up at night hoping.'
"For the experience."
Kurt swallows down the tension in his throat, and when it stays in his chest, he inhales and exhales slowly to make it go away. He can do this. He has to.
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Game time! Again, sorry that I can't write the whole thing fast enough. ('Cause I'm an asshole and think quizzes and polls and unnecessary shit is exciting. Jenny told me it'd be fun, so shhh.)