Fic: Great Romances of the 21st Century (College AU) (9a/9b)
Title: Great Romances of the 21st Century (College AU) (9a/9b)
Rating (overall): NC-17 (R for this chapter)
Spoilers: Mentions up to 2x15
Warnings (overall): College AU, some Kurt/Warbler Nick, Jeff/Nick, Blaine/TA, language, sex, blow-jobs, dirty talk, masturbation, underage drinking, angst
Word Count for this chapter: 6,123
Summary: Kurt and Blaine have always just been friends. Now, they have graduated high school from McKinley and are roommates in college. When Kurt finds a new love interest (Nick), Blaine thinks he might now be falling in love with his best friend at the wrong time. Consequently, a lot of feelings are felt and many actions are acted on.
Chapter Summary: New Directions and some of the Warblers have a fun-filled winter break, Nick talks to Burt finally and about horses, and Blaine practices riding.
A/N: Kind of a sequel to One-Eighty By Summer, but you don't need to read it to be able to understand this.
And a million thanks to my betas, teaboytoaliens and star55 who are the Jeff to my Nick, which means to say they are amazing and flufflove.
Songs to consider for this chapter:
"Put the Lights on the Tree" by Sufjan Stevens for Klaine Christmas times
"Mistletoe" by Colbie Caillat for fluff Klaine
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Blaine's extremely tired as he drives to Kurt's for Christmas dinner.
It's most likely due to the fact that he's stuffed from his own family's dinner that ended early at 4pm (he was right, his parents didn't care if he left afterward), but then again, he always feels exhausted after being around his parents.
They like Kurt enough, but Kurt's been Blaine's best friend for three years now, and his parents haven't even shook his hand, let alone ask him to come over for dinner once. Blaine would ask if Kurt could some time, but he feels uncomfortable enough as it is at his own family dinners. The only things he can talk to his dad about are football and golf.
Blaine really hates golf.
Except, one time, Kurt made Blaine go putt-putt golfing, and Blaine actually did enjoy that. The only problem was that he couldn't go home and enthusiastically tell his father, "Hey, dad! I played putt-putt with Kurt and it was a jolly good time! We should go, you know, as father and son!"
Luckily, Blaine has Burt.
Don't get him wrong, Blaine loves his dad and knows he's not a terrible man, but he's never given Blaine what he wants--what he feels he desperately needs at times--approval.
Love doesn't always feel like love when you don't give it with a smile.
However, Blaine's tired eyes automatically crinkle and his laugh lines start to show when Burt's opening the door to let him in, pulling Blaine into a warm hug with a "Merry Christmas, kiddo."
It's enough to make Blaine leave his depressing thoughts out in the cold. He is very thankful for the Hudmels this year (and every year). They make him understand what it means to have a real family, and he wouldn't even call them a 1950's perfect TV family, because he knows that the Hudmels have had their down faults. He knows that Finn has been rude to Kurt, knows that Kurt and Burt have had their difficult conversations, and he knows that Carole struggles to get Finn to open up sometimes.
They make it work, though. They try with their best intentions in mind--it's a simple thing that really makes a difference. Every member of this family has a big heart.
Of course, Blaine has a big thing for the youngest heart.
~*~
"So, it's official now, huh?" Burt gives Blaine his famous Burt Hummel eyebrow raise.
Though Burt's known since the beginning of December that Kurt and Blaine were now a couple, he hasn't seen Blaine since early September, so this is a nice reunion for the two. Blaine is like his third son, despite the awkwardness that comes from that thought, since you know, Blaine and Kurt are going out now.
...Yeah, Burt will just stop thinking of Blaine that way then.
Blaine smiles, placing his hat and scarf on a hook by the door. "Yeah, I finally lucked out."
It's not what Burt was expecting to hear from his son's best friend, but then again, Blaine always did surprise him with how highly he thought of Kurt.
"Well, that's good to hear. We're glad to have you with us tonight, Blaine. Kurt's in the living room with Finn and Rachel. You go on in there and wake him up, I think he's sleeping." He winks and then leaves Blaine to walk into the living room to witness his boyfriend sprawled out on the floor by the fire, Kurt's mouth hanging slightly open as he sleeps.
Rachel and Finn are absorbed in the movie that they're watching, but they say hello and give Blaine hugs before laying back down on their shared couch. Rachel is, of course, in one of her big fuzzy sweaters, and Blaine's not sure why she would even pay for one, but on this particular day, he's actually happy to see it on her. It's not a crime to want to dress cozy. Of course, he would never say that out loud with Kurt in the room.
Blaine grins and sits down by the fire, lying himself down near the sleeping boy. It's warm next to the fireplace, and Blaine has no trouble getting comfortable next to Kurt on the carpet. A few moments later, he thinks he might have woken him up, but the taller boy just instinctively wraps an arm over Blaine's side.
Kurt's warm and his arm feels protective around Blaine, and when he presses himself a little closer to him, Blaine can feel Kurt's chest breath in and out softly. It makes him feel. It's one of those rare moments he has every now and then when he's able to reassure himself that Kurt is all he wants. He'd even go as far to say that he needs this--needs Kurt to sleep next to him.
Best friends feel that way, right? Right.
Eventually, Blaine's full stomach overpowers his desire to be awake in this moment forever and his eyes shut with ease. Listen to the fireplace roar...
Soon after Blaine falls asleep, Burt and Carole poke their heads in the room to see all four teenagers sleeping peacefully. They step back into the kitchen, exchange knowing smiles, and then try to finish preparing supper before the four wake up.
Burt thinks back to what Blaine said barely twenty minutes ago. He would definitely say that Blaine lucked out and thinks that so did Kurt this time.
(Except exactly who is this Nick kid? Burt wants to know pronto.)
~*~
"Blaine, I believe that this is far too massive to ride. Just look how hard it is! We'll die if we both get on it and then crash!" Thad says worriedly, walking closely behind Blaine who's holding the long, red plastic sled.
Blaine continues walking up the large sledding hill, his black snow boots getting stuck in the obnoxious full foot of snow.
Finn and Blaine wanted to go sledding, so they invited all of New Directions and some of the Warblers that Blaine had stayed close with to a park in Lima with a large sledding hill. Some of the Warblers wouldn't be there for thirty more minutes, but Thad had made it early to see his beloved ex-soloist.
"Blaine! Please hold my hand! I feel I will tumble backwards at any moment!"
Blaine reaches behind to grab Thad's hand, guiding him up the hill.
From down at the bottom of the hill, Kurt's looking up at Blaine and Thad with an unreadable expression. Puck watches him, thinking Kurt's jealous and says, "looks like that pretty boy has the hots for your own boy, Hummel."
Kurt rolls his eyes and tightly wraps his white scarf around his neck. "I don't mind. It's nice having reassurance that your boyfriend is attractive. It makes me a lucky bitch."
Puck smirks and nods his agreement but walks away after he puts on his manly mittens to go tackle Lauren in the snow, leaving Kurt to feel lame standing in his snow gear by himself.
Kurt fucking hates snow pants. They make his ass look huge.
It makes him hope that the sexy Warblers will just forget to come (and maybe Thad can stop flirting with his boyfriend and leave, kthx).
As he's thinking all this, Nick comes up from behind Kurt to hug him. "Sneak hug!" Nick says quickly, crushing the younger boy with a tight hug. It's nice though, this feels right. He can really call Nick one of his best friends--a best friend that he has seen naked and enjoyed it ever so.
Not anymore, though.
Kurt turns around to look at Nick properly and smiles at the boy's red knitted cap with ear flaps. He thinks Nick pulls off black and red very well.
"Hey, guess what?" Nick says, the grin on his face making Kurt mentally picture Nick bouncing up and down in excitement.
"What?"
Nick hugs him tightly again, even managing to pick Kurt up for a moment. "Jeff initiated sex last night! It was... awesome."
Kurt laughs and puts his hands on Nick's cheeks, feeling the boy's smile stretch the entire width of his face, showing his perfect white teeth.
Dammit, where are you, Blaine? Nick's already making you look bad by just telling me about having sex with his boyfriend. This isn't good.
"Kurt! Kurt! Come on! Sam, Artie, Mike, and I are gonna build the biggest snowman EVER! You gotta help!"
Kurt watches in sudden annoyance as he sees Blaine run towards the other guys, hearing his snow pants violently go "swish, swish, swish" until he plops down by the spot where the first layer of the snowman will be made. Mike and Sam have finished making an epic seat out of snow, and so now they run over to the sidewalk to pick Artie up to bring him to his snow throne.
"We should name him The Professor," Sam suggests, getting laughs from the other three.
"Yo, dawg, I'll get behind that. The Prof needs a carrot nose, though, y'all," Artie says, flinging his hand in the air to do some strange gangster sign that Kurt never found amusing.
Twenty minutes later, Wes and David pull up in David's parent's car, and Thad runs to meet his Warbler alumni, slipping on black ice in the process.
Kurt's about to crack up, but then he looks back over at Blaine and Artie who are looking way too pleased with themselves to not be doing something idiotic. Unless Blaine's singing, his grinning is not usually a good sign.
What the--
Blaine turns to look at Kurt, enthusiastically pointing at his snowy masterpiece.
They gave the poor, helpless snowman a huge erection. Just great.
Blaine high fives Mike and Artie, patting the snow down to make sure the snow penis doesn't fall off. Sam comes over to see it and cracks up, high-fiving the snow man that now has a second layer and sticks for arms.
Kurt comes over to yell at him, but before he can, Blaine's cat-calling at him.
"Hey, Kurt! The Professor has a Nude Erection for you! This snow is hard."
"...It's good packing snow." Sam chimes in.
I hate all of you. I'm so glad I'm going back to school in two weeks.
Kurt just gives Blaine a look, and then walks away to join the girls who are still sledding and making their own erection-less snowman.
Yeah, so as I was saying... forget about Nick, YOU make yourself look bad.
----
Turns out David's an ace snowboarder and Wes is the best man to have on your team for a competitive snow ball fight. Dalton has taught these boys well.
Eventually it gets too dark to continue sledding, so everyone plans to meet up again soon. After much convincing on Blaine's part, Thad says that his house is open for a New Year's Eve party since his parents won't be home. The next get-together will be on the 31st.
After long goodbyes, Finn, Kurt, and Blaine go back to the Hudmels for hot chocolate, and to Blaine's surprise, Burt gives him a flannel plaid shirt for Christmas. It's long-sleeved, blue and black, and to Blaine's extra surprise, Kurt says it doesn't look that bad on him. In fact, Kurt thinks it makes him look pretty delicious. Maybe it's because it makes Blaine's shoulders look broader and the dark blue brings out the nice brown in his eyes.
That must be it. Kurt would not approve of flannel otherwise, because it's giving him too strange of urges.
"Dad," Kurt says after dinner, having been thinking about things throughout the entire meal. "I need to give Blaine his present, may we be excused? It's in my room."
"Sure, Kur--Hey! No, wait. You two are goin' steady now... I don't think I can let that happen." Burt says proudly, grinning a little because he almost forgot that Kurt and Blaine were going out.
He needs to keep an eye on Blaine from now on. His son finally has a boyfriend he can try to intimidate (he still hasn't met this Nick kid).
However, unfortunately for Burt, Blaine doesn't feel intimidated by Burt anymore. He's already gone through the awkward period of trying to impress him when Kurt and Blaine were in the early stage of their friendship.
"Burt, it's me. I need to give Kurt his present anyway, which is actually in my car, so I'll go get that," Blaine says, picking up his plate to put in the sink after telling Carole and Burt how delicious supper was.
Burt watches as Kurt rushes up the stairs as soon as Blaine's gone out the front door to go to his car. He shakes his head and looks at the other two members of his family, silently trying to decide how much leniency he should be giving Kurt and Blaine.
Why does Kurt have to be dating his best friend? It makes things that much more confusing to control as a parent of a teen you already struggle with understanding enough as it is.
----
"These are all the clothes I want you to start wearing. You can keep the flannel my dad bought you, but I'd prefer it if you wore these more slim-fitting tops I bought you. That way it's much easier to imagine licking your chest when I'm being forced to study or something," Kurt nods happily.
Blaine stares absent-minded at the three V-neck t-shirts, the two pairs of pants, and the scarf that Kurt has laid out before him on Kurt's bed. This is a controlled wardrobe more than a cheerful Christmas present. How fun.
"You don't like my movie t-shirts and gray sweatpants look? It's comfy..." Blaine teases.
Kurt shudders, even though he's half-kidding. Blaine knows it looks bad, but he didn't think Kurt cared that much. Why didn't he just take him shopping?
"I just thought we could spend less time actually shopping, since you'd pick out all the wrong things anyway. Now, instead, we can use that extra time to have sex, and I won't have to want to vomit when tugging down your disgusting sweatpants. Neat, huh?"
Blaine watches Kurt bite his lip, noticing the way Kurt's eyes slowly drift from Blaine's face down to the ground. It's not Kurt's sad look, that's for sure.
Otherwise, Blaine would have probably started crying. He can't handle sad Kurt. His heart already bursts into tiny fragments of joy when he gets Kurt to really smile--he's not sure what crying would do to him, now that he gets to kiss that sad face all over whenever he so chooses.
Why can't he figure out what Kurt's thinking? He feels like it's a potentially serious issue, but he doesn't have the right words to say what would make Kurt willingly talk right now.
He once thought that seeing Kurt cry was a breakthrough in their friendship. He didn't realize there was breaking that couldn't get fixed, at least, not with anything Blaine could do. Kurt will have to realize certain things on his own.
"I love it. All of it. Thank you, Kurt."
I'm sorry I don't say the right things.
He manages to get Kurt to smile, and with a tilt of his head, Kurt skillfully lets his facial expression change to something more pleasant for his audience. Blaine wishes Kurt would realize that Blaine is the only one in the room, that Kurt doesn't have to act for him. He wants Kurt to be able to tell him what's wrong.
Blaine lets Kurt unwrap the keyboard he got him after the tension in the room lights up a little. It's a pretty nice quality keyboard enough to not sound like shit, anyway.
After Kurt stares at the rectangular instrument in confusion for a few moments, Blaine realizes he should probably explain his reasoning for getting Kurt the damn thing.
"It's so we can play shows together back at school in the spring. Most of the songs I've been learning on guitar are pretty simple to play, so we can just... find out what chords would sound good on piano and we'll be an unstoppable duo!"
Blaine's "I'm trying to be a good boyfriend" grin is contagious, and without a second thought, Kurt pulls him into a hug, thanking him for the gift. Kurt Hummel has thought about playing piano and singing live, so this could be fun. He'll give it a nice try.
"You already booked a show, didn't you?"
...If you enhance the beaming on Blaine's face to forty percent, then you've just witnessed a bunch of puppies running around a double rainbow.
Blaine shrugs off the question and takes Kurt's hand to lead him to the bed.
----
They've been cuddling for a couple minutes, and Kurt has been stroking Blaine's curls while Blaine's head rests on his chest. They both have silently agreed to switch up every now and then who gets to be the cuddler and who's the cuddlee.
The door's open, so they can't do much else. Blaine has felt Kurt's hips shift a few times, which usually means he's at least thinking about doing something, but Kurt's dick will just have to wait.
"Hey, you know what I like about you?" Blaine says quietly, placing a hand on Kurt's chest to lift himself up to look over at his boyfriend's face.
Kurt's already blushing, but Blaine wants him to take him seriously.
"No! Kurt, don't give me that look. I want to tell you that you're beautiful, like really amazing, Kurt. Sometimes, I can't even breathe easy around you, and that's... strangely awesome... in a nerve-wrecking, life-ending kind of way."
Kurt just gives him a blank expression before choosing to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. "Maybe you have asthma then. We should get that checked out..."
Blaine wishes Kurt would let himself be appreciated. "Fine. Don't take my compliments. But I hope you secretly took what I said to heart. I mean it, Kurt. Every word."
Kurt smiles softly. "No, I got it. I just like giving you a hard time."
"You know what other kind of time you could give me?"
"Sexy time?" Kurt guesses.
"Mind reader."
Kurt lifts Blaine off him and laughs. "Yeah, I also know that you want more mashed potatoes now, even though you're full because you look pregnant."
Blaine's bottom lip sticks out as he pouts, lifting up his shirt. "I do not! Look."
Kurt rubs his hand over Blaine's stomach and then leans in to kiss right above his belly button.
"This isn't enough sexy times."
Blaine smirks, taking his shirt off with Kurt's face still close to his stomach.
Kurt snaps his head up. "Are you nuts? My dad's going to walk in!"
Blaine rolls his eyes, momentarily in the process of taking his pants off.
"Oh, please. He'd give us at least a warning. And I doubt your dad would cock block me, anyway. He loves me too much."
Kurt laughs softly, putting his hand on his cheek to worry over the sight of Blaine's lack of clothing. "It's sad, but you're probably right."
"I know. I am also a mind reader."
Kurt bites his lip as he sees the outline of Blaine's cock through his boxers.
Maybe they could get away with doing things up here...
"Okay mind reader, what am I thinking about right now then?"
"...You want to get me mashed potatoes?"
"Fuck you."
"...Christmas sex?"
"No, you ruined your chance."
Kurt gets up and storms out of his room, leaving Blaine to stare at the door with a "what the fuck?" expression.
However, then he hears Kurt call something from downstairs. "Hey, Dad? Blaine and I are going to watch a movie on my laptop. Are you guys just going to watch the animated Rudolph film then? ...Oh, okay well--huh? Um, The Lion King... Yup. Okay..."
When Kurt gets back in his room, blushing, Blaine quickly invites him under the covers while laughing quietly. "Lion King? Really?"
"Shut up. It's the only movie I could remember that I have on DVD up here. Quick, put it in. We'll just put it on medium volume and that way we can still hear them coming up the stairs if they do."
Blaine smirks when Kurt straddles his waist, looking up at the boy that is now desperately grinding down on him.
"Mmm, baby, I just can't wait to be king..."
Kurt stifles a laugh and just groans softly, putting his hands on Blaine's shoulders.
"Shut the fuck up and get hard for me."
12-29-13
Things are good with Kurt.
I know I'm supposed to be writing in my journal for this "platonic" Kurt talking business, but you're over on the floor, composition notebook, which is way too far for me to want to reach right now. I'm trying to finish the book, but it's kind of hard to want to think of an ending. I still have a couple chapters left, but once you know the ending the fun kind of leaves.
Now that I'm thinking back to Christmas at his house, we shouldn't have had sex. It was extremely difficult being quiet. I was full as fuck, so that kind of sucked, but Kurt always feels amazing, so that was fine. But I don't think he even wanted to let me fuck him, he does this thing where he gets all nervous right before.
I wish he wasn't so sarcastic, because then I could tell him to just stop if he wants to, but he's so demanding. Maybe he's still weird about us having sex or thinks that this is the only reason I want him. This sounds ridiculous, but I really hope he's in love with me. I don't think he is, but that's alright. Maybe he is in his own way, but I don't know if I even deserve that yet. He has a problem with us that has to do with SOMETHING, but I don't know, laptop. I just don't. He won't fucking tell me.
Nick and I are heading over to Kurt's tomorrow for a movie night. I'm going to try to make us have a threesome. If Kurt says yes, then I know for sure that he's a sex addict. If he says no, then there's still something wrong, but at least we have one less issue to worry about. Not that a threesome with Nick wouldn't be the mother fucking bomb of all bombin' things, but the Kurt I know wouldn't want it.
It sucks not sleeping in the same bed as you. You know I can't sleep without you.
xoxo Bln ndrsn
~*~
The trio are having their movie marathon the night before Thad's New Year's Eve party, and Blaine has insisted that he cuddles in the middle of Nick and Kurt.
They're in Kurt's bed, watching The Princess Bride, and Blaine still has every intention of mentioning the threesome idea.
"I wonder if we'd now have an abundance of horses if cars never got invented. What if we just bred horses on an assembly line or something?" Kurt says.
"Aw, man, that'd be so sad. I love my horses." Nick frowns playfully, smiling and staring back at the movie after a moment.
Kurt and Blaine have both stopped watching and are now staring at Nick.
"Wait... You have horses? What the fuck?" Blaine says.
Nick looks over at them and smirks softly, blushing. "Yeah? I have three--er, six, actually."
I'minlovewithyouohmygodcanIhaveahorse,Nick?
"Why do you need six? And why the hell did you not mention this before?" Blaine continues, eyes bugging out of their sockets.
Nick laughs, sitting up on Kurt's bed. "I don't know, Blaine. It's just not something you say when you first meet someone, like, 'hi, my name's Nick. I have horses, aren't you jealous?' The subject never got brought up before, so I didn't think it was necessary."
"It's always necessary to bring up horses, Nick. Do you have a barn attached to your mansion? A yacht, too, perhaps?" Kurt asks.
Nick continues blushing, scratching his hair. "No, I do not have a yacht. My dad's brother does though, and we--" He watches as Kurt and Blaine start glaring at him.
"--We sometimes go on it in the summer? I don't know? ...Guys! Stop looking at me like that! Can we watch this movie? I've never seen it."
Blaine clears his throat dramatically and rolls on top of Nick, smiling over at Kurt. "Sorry, Kurt, but I think we need to break up. Nick wants to take me on a romantic horse-back riding date along the beach in which we will then go on his uncle's yacht and have sex on the beach afterward."
Nick laughs as he puts his hands on Blaine's hips, both boys smiling over at a glaring Kurt.
Blaine decides now is a perfect time to mention the threesome.
"Hey, Nick, you know what we should do? ...Have a threesome with Kurt."
Before Nick has a chance to reply, Kurt is jumping out of his bed and crossing his arms, glaring down at the two in his bed. "No."
Blaine laughs. "Why'd you stand up? Come lay back down."
Kurt continues glaring with his arms crossed. "No. You know how I feel about threesomes."
Kurt Hummel will never have a threesome. Especially not with two people as gross as Nick and Blaine.
"...What if I sexed you and Nick sucked you off?"
"...No. Stay out of my mind." gsfglkjs;kjsigjtraek
Nick laughs and slowly pushes Blaine off him finally. "No, hey, guys, I can't anyway. Jeff would get sad. Sorry."
Blaine frowns and cuddles back into Nick. "It's okay, Nick, I understand. Just take me on a horse ride and then get me drunk and fuck me on your uncle's yacht. I'll forgive you..."
Kurt scoffs. "Fuck both of you. Neither of you ever deserved to have sex with me. I'm calling Jeff and telling him about your love affair."
Nick and Blaine both gasp, holding each other tightly.
"You can't keep true love apart, Kurt," Blaine grins, nuzzling his head into the crook of Nick's neck.
"You guys can come over this summer and we'll go horse-back riding on the beach, Kurt. Sound good?" Nick smirks.
"...Will there be a beach picnic with green grapes and sparkling cider?"
"Yes," Nick says confidently.
"Okay. I can live with this."
Blaine cheerfully rolls off Nick to pull Kurt back on the bed and then forces them all to cuddle extremely close as they continue watching the movie. Kurt's still annoyed with both of them, but Blaine rubs him through his jeans in secrecy for a few minutes until Kurt's pressing himself against Blaine's ass, letting him know he's hard now but not that he forgives him for being annoying.
They'd tell Nick to leave, but Nick has horses.
They must not let Nick think they're using him for his horses by telling him to leave so they can have sex.
Fuckdammit.
Instead, Blaine just enjoys pressing back on Kurt's hard-on, biting his lip to keep from moaning. Kurt shoves his hand down Blaine's pants to feel his ass, and he quietly unzips his pants to reduce the built up tension by his crotch.
Of course, Nick's here. That's a problem.
Is it, though? Kurt thinks.
He feels drunk in wanting sex so badly right now, he figures Nick will understand.
To his luck, Nick suddenly yawns, stretching as he sits up. He doesn't turn around, just says he's going to go downstairs to meet Kurt's dad finally, since Kurt mentioned earlier that Burt probably wants to interrogate Nick for being the unknown first boyfriend of his son.
"...I'll be gone for quite sometime. In fact, I might just leave after I talk to him. I'll tell him you guys are watching some chick flick. Ciao."
Blaine says "bye" as best as he can, but without warning, Kurt's tugging Blaine's pants and boxers down and is already out of his own clothes.
Iloveyouandyourhorsesforever,Nick Kurt takes a moment to say in his head.
After Nick quietly shuts the door, Kurt grabs hold of Blaine's side and starts grinding his erection into Blaine's ass, making sure to not accidentally press into him without warning. Though, he's sure Blaine would forgive him if he did.
"So, you've been talking so enthusiastically about riding horses, how about you practice riding something else..." Kurt whispers seductively into Blaine's ear.
Blaine laughs, turning around to face him suddenly. "Kurt, I'm sorry. You're hot, and yes, I want you, but don't relate horses to having sex with me. Your kink is just not my kink."
Kurt blushes and punches him in the arm. "Shut up! I'm not good at dirty talk. Shut up. Get on top of me, or Nick leaving will have been for nothing."
"Yes, Nicholas Owens, the Un-blocker of Cocks, may he live long and prosper," Blaine says.
He sighs, lifting up the covers so he can see which part of Kurt he's about to straddle, aiming mainly for his waist. He looks down to see Kurt's already extremely hard and bites his lip to suppress a moan.
He really dislikes having to keep quiet. He's been taking their dorm for granted.
College may be good for education and whatever, but Blaine now will believe its main purpose is to encourage loud, uninterrupted sex. Obviously.
He pulls his shirt off once he's straddling Kurt's waist and is now completely naked.
While Kurt's busy reaching over to get lube and a condom, Blaine thinks back to around Halloween when he desperately wanted to be with Kurt.
Honestly, he didn't think Kurt would be acting like this.
However, once Kurt starts kissing over his neck and chest, it's ridiculously impossible to want anything else. He just wants.
...Unfortunately, Blaine Anderson is also in love with this guy, so he can't just want sex from Kurt. He wants Kurt.
He bites his lip, looking to Kurt's window for help on how to say this.
"Hey, Kurt?" He says quietly, kind of hoping Kurt doesn't hear him.
"Yeah?" Kurt stops, slowly realizing Blaine's not as enthusiastic as he was a moment ago.
"Um, no, never mind. Sorry."
Kurt furrows his eyebrows, trying to make himself not sound annoyed with Blaine for cock-blocking. Now, Kurt needs to know what he was going to say or he won't be able to enjoy himself as much.
He puts a hand on Blaine's cheek and gently turns Blaine's head to face him. Kurt frowns when he sees Blaine about to cry.
"Whoa, Blaine... What's wrong?"
No, you're going to laugh at me.
Blaine bites his lip and just kisses Kurt's cheek, leaning down to grab Kurt's dick to be able to lower himself down on him.
Kurt frowns and pulls Blaine's hand away quickly, gently pushing Blaine off his lap. "Bear... What's wrong? Tell me now."
Before winter break, they started getting tired of saying each others name all the time, so they decided to give each other animal nicknames. Blaine's is bear and Kurt's is lion since Kurt needed courage as did the lion in The Wizard of Oz. They're clever, eh?
Blaine just shakes his head and rubs Kurt's thigh before Kurt picks his hand up and just holds it.
"No, I can't. I'm sorry, fuck, I don't know why I'm getting sad. It's... stupid Christmas time... Let's just have sex."
Kurt frowns harder and squeezes Blaine's hand to make him look at him. "No. I'm not going to fuck you if you're sad. God, Blaine, don't think that low of me."
Blaine frowns and continues sitting in silence. He doesn't want to ask Kurt if he loves him. Don't be ridiculous, that'd make the boy way too vulnerable.
However, Kurt Hummel is a mind reader.
"I love you, Blaine."
Despite his heart leaping out of his chest, Blaine just smiles softly and wipes a tear from his cheek that has rudely fallen without invitation to do so.
Kurt kisses his cheek and smiles, continuing to lean in to rub the other tears away with his thumb. "Hey, Blaine... Hey, hey, Blaine... I looove youuu..."
Blaine laughs finally and pushes Kurt's shoulder lightly to make him lean back against the head rest.
"What are we doing, Kurt? What are you doing with me?"
Kurt just lets the right answer sink in slowly until his face is uncontrollably smiling. His erection is totally gone. What the fuck... All that work for nothing...
"Well, we were about to have sex before you got insecure and started re-thinking my entire self. Blaine, did you forget that I was the one that pined after you for years? Did you forget that I'm your best friend and would rather die than see you hurt? ...We've only been technically dating for a few weeks... Sex is just really fun still. If you want, I can come into your film class next semester and sing Maroon 5 to you, too, if you'd like?"
So, maybe things will work out before 2014 starts.
Sometimes, Blaine forgets that Kurt actually thinks about the same things he does but just doesn't mention them.
It's something to work on.
"...I have actually always wanted someone to sing me 'She Will Be Loved', now that you mention it..."
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"So, Nick, it's nice to finally meet you. Honestly, Kurt hasn't told me much about you. How's school?"
Shit, this was a terrible idea. See if I ever unblock cock ever again for those two.
Nick smiles and sits across from Burt at the kitchen table. "Oh, really? That's a darn shame. School's really good though, Kurt and Blaine are my best friends."
Besides Jeff... And what the hell? 'That's a darn shame'? Am I a fucking grandpa?
Burt just stares at him, working his intimidation factor, but finally smiles back. "That's great. So, um, you and Kurt dated for a while? But now you're just friends? How's that?"
Oh my god...
"Yeah, well, we dated for a little over a month, but then you know, Kurt and Blaine are perfect for each other, so I wasn't too upset."
He notices Burt getting curious over the words "too upset".
Okay. Screw this, old man. I'm not a bad kid. I really fucking liked your son. I'm letting him fuck his boyfriend right now, so you better be happy that I encourage him in every way, shape, and form. I'm the greatest friend ever, dammit.
Nick sighs and folds his hands on the table, staring at Burt as calmly as he can.
"Look, if you really want to know how Kurt and I were at school, I'll tell you. Kurt's a great kid, and I sang with him back in high school when he went to Dalton. I really liked him then, and I really enjoyed his company when we were going out. I'm actually dating my own best friend right now, and I'm happy with him, so it's nice to see Kurt and Blaine together. Is there anything else you wanted to know?"
"Did you sleep with him?"
"Who?"
"...Kurt."
Nick blushes softly, but shakes his head confidently. "Absolutely not, sir. Kurt's not like that."
He's actually worse than me, but I'm already lying, so it's okay.
Burt clears his throat and nods. "Well, good. So um, you went to Dalton?"
"Yes, sir."
"Ah. That's great, Nick. Well uh, where's the other guys? Did you come down here for a reason?"
Nick stands up and smiles, tucking his chair back into the table. "No, sir, I just thought I'd meet you, since Kurt talks so highly of you. I'm leaving now though, Kurt and Blaine are sleeping and I have about a forty minute drive home, so..."
Burt nods and walks Nick to the door, thanking him for talking to him.
Nick shakes his hand and starts walking out the door as Burt asks him one last question.
"So, Nick, you're going to that Brad kid's house tomorrow for New Year's?"
"Thad, and yes, sir."
Burt nods, but keeps the door open still. "Any drinking goin' on there?"
Nick smiles and shakes his head. "No, Thad's pretty uptight. His mom was an alcoholic, I think, so they don't have any liquor there anyway."
Where did that lie come from? Fuck.
Burt raises an eyebrow but nods anyway, smiling back at his new trusted friend of his son's. "Well, that's good. You guys have fun tomorrow and have a good new year, Nick."
"Same to you, Mr. Hummel! Thanks!"
Thanks for reminding me, Mr. Hummel. Now, I need to see if Jeff's brother will go buy us alcohol.
Chapter 9b (last part!)
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I am so sorry. I PROMISE that there is only ONE more part left. I mean, it could have ended this section, but do you really want to miss out on Klaine's first New Year's Eve as a couple?
I'm hoping you said no to that question, because there is in fact one more part. Yes.
You guys have been so patient and awesome. I just want you to know that if it wasn't for all of your wonderful comments, then I'd probably have gotten bored with this story a lot sooner, but you ~~inspired~~ me, so yeah. Cool story, bro. *goes off to write*
Rating (overall): NC-17 (R for this chapter)
Spoilers: Mentions up to 2x15
Warnings (overall): College AU, some Kurt/Warbler Nick, Jeff/Nick, Blaine/TA, language, sex, blow-jobs, dirty talk, masturbation, underage drinking, angst
Word Count for this chapter: 6,123
Summary: Kurt and Blaine have always just been friends. Now, they have graduated high school from McKinley and are roommates in college. When Kurt finds a new love interest (Nick), Blaine thinks he might now be falling in love with his best friend at the wrong time. Consequently, a lot of feelings are felt and many actions are acted on.
Chapter Summary: New Directions and some of the Warblers have a fun-filled winter break, Nick talks to Burt finally and about horses, and Blaine practices riding.
A/N: Kind of a sequel to One-Eighty By Summer, but you don't need to read it to be able to understand this.
And a million thanks to my betas, teaboytoaliens and star55 who are the Jeff to my Nick, which means to say they are amazing and flufflove.
Songs to consider for this chapter:
"Put the Lights on the Tree" by Sufjan Stevens for Klaine Christmas times
"Mistletoe" by Colbie Caillat for fluff Klaine
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Blaine's extremely tired as he drives to Kurt's for Christmas dinner.
It's most likely due to the fact that he's stuffed from his own family's dinner that ended early at 4pm (he was right, his parents didn't care if he left afterward), but then again, he always feels exhausted after being around his parents.
They like Kurt enough, but Kurt's been Blaine's best friend for three years now, and his parents haven't even shook his hand, let alone ask him to come over for dinner once. Blaine would ask if Kurt could some time, but he feels uncomfortable enough as it is at his own family dinners. The only things he can talk to his dad about are football and golf.
Blaine really hates golf.
Except, one time, Kurt made Blaine go putt-putt golfing, and Blaine actually did enjoy that. The only problem was that he couldn't go home and enthusiastically tell his father, "Hey, dad! I played putt-putt with Kurt and it was a jolly good time! We should go, you know, as father and son!"
Luckily, Blaine has Burt.
Don't get him wrong, Blaine loves his dad and knows he's not a terrible man, but he's never given Blaine what he wants--what he feels he desperately needs at times--approval.
Love doesn't always feel like love when you don't give it with a smile.
However, Blaine's tired eyes automatically crinkle and his laugh lines start to show when Burt's opening the door to let him in, pulling Blaine into a warm hug with a "Merry Christmas, kiddo."
It's enough to make Blaine leave his depressing thoughts out in the cold. He is very thankful for the Hudmels this year (and every year). They make him understand what it means to have a real family, and he wouldn't even call them a 1950's perfect TV family, because he knows that the Hudmels have had their down faults. He knows that Finn has been rude to Kurt, knows that Kurt and Burt have had their difficult conversations, and he knows that Carole struggles to get Finn to open up sometimes.
They make it work, though. They try with their best intentions in mind--it's a simple thing that really makes a difference. Every member of this family has a big heart.
Of course, Blaine has a big thing for the youngest heart.
~*~
"So, it's official now, huh?" Burt gives Blaine his famous Burt Hummel eyebrow raise.
Though Burt's known since the beginning of December that Kurt and Blaine were now a couple, he hasn't seen Blaine since early September, so this is a nice reunion for the two. Blaine is like his third son, despite the awkwardness that comes from that thought, since you know, Blaine and Kurt are going out now.
...Yeah, Burt will just stop thinking of Blaine that way then.
Blaine smiles, placing his hat and scarf on a hook by the door. "Yeah, I finally lucked out."
It's not what Burt was expecting to hear from his son's best friend, but then again, Blaine always did surprise him with how highly he thought of Kurt.
"Well, that's good to hear. We're glad to have you with us tonight, Blaine. Kurt's in the living room with Finn and Rachel. You go on in there and wake him up, I think he's sleeping." He winks and then leaves Blaine to walk into the living room to witness his boyfriend sprawled out on the floor by the fire, Kurt's mouth hanging slightly open as he sleeps.
Rachel and Finn are absorbed in the movie that they're watching, but they say hello and give Blaine hugs before laying back down on their shared couch. Rachel is, of course, in one of her big fuzzy sweaters, and Blaine's not sure why she would even pay for one, but on this particular day, he's actually happy to see it on her. It's not a crime to want to dress cozy. Of course, he would never say that out loud with Kurt in the room.
Blaine grins and sits down by the fire, lying himself down near the sleeping boy. It's warm next to the fireplace, and Blaine has no trouble getting comfortable next to Kurt on the carpet. A few moments later, he thinks he might have woken him up, but the taller boy just instinctively wraps an arm over Blaine's side.
Kurt's warm and his arm feels protective around Blaine, and when he presses himself a little closer to him, Blaine can feel Kurt's chest breath in and out softly. It makes him feel. It's one of those rare moments he has every now and then when he's able to reassure himself that Kurt is all he wants. He'd even go as far to say that he needs this--needs Kurt to sleep next to him.
Best friends feel that way, right? Right.
Eventually, Blaine's full stomach overpowers his desire to be awake in this moment forever and his eyes shut with ease. Listen to the fireplace roar...
Soon after Blaine falls asleep, Burt and Carole poke their heads in the room to see all four teenagers sleeping peacefully. They step back into the kitchen, exchange knowing smiles, and then try to finish preparing supper before the four wake up.
Burt thinks back to what Blaine said barely twenty minutes ago. He would definitely say that Blaine lucked out and thinks that so did Kurt this time.
(Except exactly who is this Nick kid? Burt wants to know pronto.)
~*~
"Blaine, I believe that this is far too massive to ride. Just look how hard it is! We'll die if we both get on it and then crash!" Thad says worriedly, walking closely behind Blaine who's holding the long, red plastic sled.
Blaine continues walking up the large sledding hill, his black snow boots getting stuck in the obnoxious full foot of snow.
Finn and Blaine wanted to go sledding, so they invited all of New Directions and some of the Warblers that Blaine had stayed close with to a park in Lima with a large sledding hill. Some of the Warblers wouldn't be there for thirty more minutes, but Thad had made it early to see his beloved ex-soloist.
"Blaine! Please hold my hand! I feel I will tumble backwards at any moment!"
Blaine reaches behind to grab Thad's hand, guiding him up the hill.
From down at the bottom of the hill, Kurt's looking up at Blaine and Thad with an unreadable expression. Puck watches him, thinking Kurt's jealous and says, "looks like that pretty boy has the hots for your own boy, Hummel."
Kurt rolls his eyes and tightly wraps his white scarf around his neck. "I don't mind. It's nice having reassurance that your boyfriend is attractive. It makes me a lucky bitch."
Puck smirks and nods his agreement but walks away after he puts on his manly mittens to go tackle Lauren in the snow, leaving Kurt to feel lame standing in his snow gear by himself.
Kurt fucking hates snow pants. They make his ass look huge.
It makes him hope that the sexy Warblers will just forget to come (and maybe Thad can stop flirting with his boyfriend and leave, kthx).
As he's thinking all this, Nick comes up from behind Kurt to hug him. "Sneak hug!" Nick says quickly, crushing the younger boy with a tight hug. It's nice though, this feels right. He can really call Nick one of his best friends--a best friend that he has seen naked and enjoyed it ever so.
Not anymore, though.
Kurt turns around to look at Nick properly and smiles at the boy's red knitted cap with ear flaps. He thinks Nick pulls off black and red very well.
"Hey, guess what?" Nick says, the grin on his face making Kurt mentally picture Nick bouncing up and down in excitement.
"What?"
Nick hugs him tightly again, even managing to pick Kurt up for a moment. "Jeff initiated sex last night! It was... awesome."
Kurt laughs and puts his hands on Nick's cheeks, feeling the boy's smile stretch the entire width of his face, showing his perfect white teeth.
Dammit, where are you, Blaine? Nick's already making you look bad by just telling me about having sex with his boyfriend. This isn't good.
"Kurt! Kurt! Come on! Sam, Artie, Mike, and I are gonna build the biggest snowman EVER! You gotta help!"
Kurt watches in sudden annoyance as he sees Blaine run towards the other guys, hearing his snow pants violently go "swish, swish, swish" until he plops down by the spot where the first layer of the snowman will be made. Mike and Sam have finished making an epic seat out of snow, and so now they run over to the sidewalk to pick Artie up to bring him to his snow throne.
"We should name him The Professor," Sam suggests, getting laughs from the other three.
"Yo, dawg, I'll get behind that. The Prof needs a carrot nose, though, y'all," Artie says, flinging his hand in the air to do some strange gangster sign that Kurt never found amusing.
Twenty minutes later, Wes and David pull up in David's parent's car, and Thad runs to meet his Warbler alumni, slipping on black ice in the process.
Kurt's about to crack up, but then he looks back over at Blaine and Artie who are looking way too pleased with themselves to not be doing something idiotic. Unless Blaine's singing, his grinning is not usually a good sign.
What the--
Blaine turns to look at Kurt, enthusiastically pointing at his snowy masterpiece.
They gave the poor, helpless snowman a huge erection. Just great.
Blaine high fives Mike and Artie, patting the snow down to make sure the snow penis doesn't fall off. Sam comes over to see it and cracks up, high-fiving the snow man that now has a second layer and sticks for arms.
Kurt comes over to yell at him, but before he can, Blaine's cat-calling at him.
"Hey, Kurt! The Professor has a Nude Erection for you! This snow is hard."
"...It's good packing snow." Sam chimes in.
I hate all of you. I'm so glad I'm going back to school in two weeks.
Kurt just gives Blaine a look, and then walks away to join the girls who are still sledding and making their own erection-less snowman.
Yeah, so as I was saying... forget about Nick, YOU make yourself look bad.
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Turns out David's an ace snowboarder and Wes is the best man to have on your team for a competitive snow ball fight. Dalton has taught these boys well.
Eventually it gets too dark to continue sledding, so everyone plans to meet up again soon. After much convincing on Blaine's part, Thad says that his house is open for a New Year's Eve party since his parents won't be home. The next get-together will be on the 31st.
After long goodbyes, Finn, Kurt, and Blaine go back to the Hudmels for hot chocolate, and to Blaine's surprise, Burt gives him a flannel plaid shirt for Christmas. It's long-sleeved, blue and black, and to Blaine's extra surprise, Kurt says it doesn't look that bad on him. In fact, Kurt thinks it makes him look pretty delicious. Maybe it's because it makes Blaine's shoulders look broader and the dark blue brings out the nice brown in his eyes.
That must be it. Kurt would not approve of flannel otherwise, because it's giving him too strange of urges.
"Dad," Kurt says after dinner, having been thinking about things throughout the entire meal. "I need to give Blaine his present, may we be excused? It's in my room."
"Sure, Kur--Hey! No, wait. You two are goin' steady now... I don't think I can let that happen." Burt says proudly, grinning a little because he almost forgot that Kurt and Blaine were going out.
He needs to keep an eye on Blaine from now on. His son finally has a boyfriend he can try to intimidate (he still hasn't met this Nick kid).
However, unfortunately for Burt, Blaine doesn't feel intimidated by Burt anymore. He's already gone through the awkward period of trying to impress him when Kurt and Blaine were in the early stage of their friendship.
"Burt, it's me. I need to give Kurt his present anyway, which is actually in my car, so I'll go get that," Blaine says, picking up his plate to put in the sink after telling Carole and Burt how delicious supper was.
Burt watches as Kurt rushes up the stairs as soon as Blaine's gone out the front door to go to his car. He shakes his head and looks at the other two members of his family, silently trying to decide how much leniency he should be giving Kurt and Blaine.
Why does Kurt have to be dating his best friend? It makes things that much more confusing to control as a parent of a teen you already struggle with understanding enough as it is.
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"These are all the clothes I want you to start wearing. You can keep the flannel my dad bought you, but I'd prefer it if you wore these more slim-fitting tops I bought you. That way it's much easier to imagine licking your chest when I'm being forced to study or something," Kurt nods happily.
Blaine stares absent-minded at the three V-neck t-shirts, the two pairs of pants, and the scarf that Kurt has laid out before him on Kurt's bed. This is a controlled wardrobe more than a cheerful Christmas present. How fun.
"You don't like my movie t-shirts and gray sweatpants look? It's comfy..." Blaine teases.
Kurt shudders, even though he's half-kidding. Blaine knows it looks bad, but he didn't think Kurt cared that much. Why didn't he just take him shopping?
"I just thought we could spend less time actually shopping, since you'd pick out all the wrong things anyway. Now, instead, we can use that extra time to have sex, and I won't have to want to vomit when tugging down your disgusting sweatpants. Neat, huh?"
Blaine watches Kurt bite his lip, noticing the way Kurt's eyes slowly drift from Blaine's face down to the ground. It's not Kurt's sad look, that's for sure.
Otherwise, Blaine would have probably started crying. He can't handle sad Kurt. His heart already bursts into tiny fragments of joy when he gets Kurt to really smile--he's not sure what crying would do to him, now that he gets to kiss that sad face all over whenever he so chooses.
Why can't he figure out what Kurt's thinking? He feels like it's a potentially serious issue, but he doesn't have the right words to say what would make Kurt willingly talk right now.
He once thought that seeing Kurt cry was a breakthrough in their friendship. He didn't realize there was breaking that couldn't get fixed, at least, not with anything Blaine could do. Kurt will have to realize certain things on his own.
"I love it. All of it. Thank you, Kurt."
I'm sorry I don't say the right things.
He manages to get Kurt to smile, and with a tilt of his head, Kurt skillfully lets his facial expression change to something more pleasant for his audience. Blaine wishes Kurt would realize that Blaine is the only one in the room, that Kurt doesn't have to act for him. He wants Kurt to be able to tell him what's wrong.
Blaine lets Kurt unwrap the keyboard he got him after the tension in the room lights up a little. It's a pretty nice quality keyboard enough to not sound like shit, anyway.
After Kurt stares at the rectangular instrument in confusion for a few moments, Blaine realizes he should probably explain his reasoning for getting Kurt the damn thing.
"It's so we can play shows together back at school in the spring. Most of the songs I've been learning on guitar are pretty simple to play, so we can just... find out what chords would sound good on piano and we'll be an unstoppable duo!"
Blaine's "I'm trying to be a good boyfriend" grin is contagious, and without a second thought, Kurt pulls him into a hug, thanking him for the gift. Kurt Hummel has thought about playing piano and singing live, so this could be fun. He'll give it a nice try.
"You already booked a show, didn't you?"
...If you enhance the beaming on Blaine's face to forty percent, then you've just witnessed a bunch of puppies running around a double rainbow.
Blaine shrugs off the question and takes Kurt's hand to lead him to the bed.
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They've been cuddling for a couple minutes, and Kurt has been stroking Blaine's curls while Blaine's head rests on his chest. They both have silently agreed to switch up every now and then who gets to be the cuddler and who's the cuddlee.
The door's open, so they can't do much else. Blaine has felt Kurt's hips shift a few times, which usually means he's at least thinking about doing something, but Kurt's dick will just have to wait.
"Hey, you know what I like about you?" Blaine says quietly, placing a hand on Kurt's chest to lift himself up to look over at his boyfriend's face.
Kurt's already blushing, but Blaine wants him to take him seriously.
"No! Kurt, don't give me that look. I want to tell you that you're beautiful, like really amazing, Kurt. Sometimes, I can't even breathe easy around you, and that's... strangely awesome... in a nerve-wrecking, life-ending kind of way."
Kurt just gives him a blank expression before choosing to furrow his eyebrows in confusion. "Maybe you have asthma then. We should get that checked out..."
Blaine wishes Kurt would let himself be appreciated. "Fine. Don't take my compliments. But I hope you secretly took what I said to heart. I mean it, Kurt. Every word."
Kurt smiles softly. "No, I got it. I just like giving you a hard time."
"You know what other kind of time you could give me?"
"Sexy time?" Kurt guesses.
"Mind reader."
Kurt lifts Blaine off him and laughs. "Yeah, I also know that you want more mashed potatoes now, even though you're full because you look pregnant."
Blaine's bottom lip sticks out as he pouts, lifting up his shirt. "I do not! Look."
Kurt rubs his hand over Blaine's stomach and then leans in to kiss right above his belly button.
"This isn't enough sexy times."
Blaine smirks, taking his shirt off with Kurt's face still close to his stomach.
Kurt snaps his head up. "Are you nuts? My dad's going to walk in!"
Blaine rolls his eyes, momentarily in the process of taking his pants off.
"Oh, please. He'd give us at least a warning. And I doubt your dad would cock block me, anyway. He loves me too much."
Kurt laughs softly, putting his hand on his cheek to worry over the sight of Blaine's lack of clothing. "It's sad, but you're probably right."
"I know. I am also a mind reader."
Kurt bites his lip as he sees the outline of Blaine's cock through his boxers.
Maybe they could get away with doing things up here...
"Okay mind reader, what am I thinking about right now then?"
"...You want to get me mashed potatoes?"
"Fuck you."
"...Christmas sex?"
"No, you ruined your chance."
Kurt gets up and storms out of his room, leaving Blaine to stare at the door with a "what the fuck?" expression.
However, then he hears Kurt call something from downstairs. "Hey, Dad? Blaine and I are going to watch a movie on my laptop. Are you guys just going to watch the animated Rudolph film then? ...Oh, okay well--huh? Um, The Lion King... Yup. Okay..."
When Kurt gets back in his room, blushing, Blaine quickly invites him under the covers while laughing quietly. "Lion King? Really?"
"Shut up. It's the only movie I could remember that I have on DVD up here. Quick, put it in. We'll just put it on medium volume and that way we can still hear them coming up the stairs if they do."
Blaine smirks when Kurt straddles his waist, looking up at the boy that is now desperately grinding down on him.
"Mmm, baby, I just can't wait to be king..."
Kurt stifles a laugh and just groans softly, putting his hands on Blaine's shoulders.
"Shut the fuck up and get hard for me."
12-29-13
Things are good with Kurt.
I know I'm supposed to be writing in my journal for this "platonic" Kurt talking business, but you're over on the floor, composition notebook, which is way too far for me to want to reach right now. I'm trying to finish the book, but it's kind of hard to want to think of an ending. I still have a couple chapters left, but once you know the ending the fun kind of leaves.
Now that I'm thinking back to Christmas at his house, we shouldn't have had sex. It was extremely difficult being quiet. I was full as fuck, so that kind of sucked, but Kurt always feels amazing, so that was fine. But I don't think he even wanted to let me fuck him, he does this thing where he gets all nervous right before.
I wish he wasn't so sarcastic, because then I could tell him to just stop if he wants to, but he's so demanding. Maybe he's still weird about us having sex or thinks that this is the only reason I want him. This sounds ridiculous, but I really hope he's in love with me. I don't think he is, but that's alright. Maybe he is in his own way, but I don't know if I even deserve that yet. He has a problem with us that has to do with SOMETHING, but I don't know, laptop. I just don't. He won't fucking tell me.
Nick and I are heading over to Kurt's tomorrow for a movie night. I'm going to try to make us have a threesome. If Kurt says yes, then I know for sure that he's a sex addict. If he says no, then there's still something wrong, but at least we have one less issue to worry about. Not that a threesome with Nick wouldn't be the mother fucking bomb of all bombin' things, but the Kurt I know wouldn't want it.
It sucks not sleeping in the same bed as you. You know I can't sleep without you.
xoxo Bln ndrsn
~*~
The trio are having their movie marathon the night before Thad's New Year's Eve party, and Blaine has insisted that he cuddles in the middle of Nick and Kurt.
They're in Kurt's bed, watching The Princess Bride, and Blaine still has every intention of mentioning the threesome idea.
"I wonder if we'd now have an abundance of horses if cars never got invented. What if we just bred horses on an assembly line or something?" Kurt says.
"Aw, man, that'd be so sad. I love my horses." Nick frowns playfully, smiling and staring back at the movie after a moment.
Kurt and Blaine have both stopped watching and are now staring at Nick.
"Wait... You have horses? What the fuck?" Blaine says.
Nick looks over at them and smirks softly, blushing. "Yeah? I have three--er, six, actually."
I'minlovewithyouohmygodcanIhaveahorse,Nick?
"Why do you need six? And why the hell did you not mention this before?" Blaine continues, eyes bugging out of their sockets.
Nick laughs, sitting up on Kurt's bed. "I don't know, Blaine. It's just not something you say when you first meet someone, like, 'hi, my name's Nick. I have horses, aren't you jealous?' The subject never got brought up before, so I didn't think it was necessary."
"It's always necessary to bring up horses, Nick. Do you have a barn attached to your mansion? A yacht, too, perhaps?" Kurt asks.
Nick continues blushing, scratching his hair. "No, I do not have a yacht. My dad's brother does though, and we--" He watches as Kurt and Blaine start glaring at him.
"--We sometimes go on it in the summer? I don't know? ...Guys! Stop looking at me like that! Can we watch this movie? I've never seen it."
Blaine clears his throat dramatically and rolls on top of Nick, smiling over at Kurt. "Sorry, Kurt, but I think we need to break up. Nick wants to take me on a romantic horse-back riding date along the beach in which we will then go on his uncle's yacht and have sex on the beach afterward."
Nick laughs as he puts his hands on Blaine's hips, both boys smiling over at a glaring Kurt.
Blaine decides now is a perfect time to mention the threesome.
"Hey, Nick, you know what we should do? ...Have a threesome with Kurt."
Before Nick has a chance to reply, Kurt is jumping out of his bed and crossing his arms, glaring down at the two in his bed. "No."
Blaine laughs. "Why'd you stand up? Come lay back down."
Kurt continues glaring with his arms crossed. "No. You know how I feel about threesomes."
Kurt Hummel will never have a threesome. Especially not with two people as gross as Nick and Blaine.
"...What if I sexed you and Nick sucked you off?"
"...No. Stay out of my mind." gsfglkjs;kjsigjtraek
Nick laughs and slowly pushes Blaine off him finally. "No, hey, guys, I can't anyway. Jeff would get sad. Sorry."
Blaine frowns and cuddles back into Nick. "It's okay, Nick, I understand. Just take me on a horse ride and then get me drunk and fuck me on your uncle's yacht. I'll forgive you..."
Kurt scoffs. "Fuck both of you. Neither of you ever deserved to have sex with me. I'm calling Jeff and telling him about your love affair."
Nick and Blaine both gasp, holding each other tightly.
"You can't keep true love apart, Kurt," Blaine grins, nuzzling his head into the crook of Nick's neck.
"You guys can come over this summer and we'll go horse-back riding on the beach, Kurt. Sound good?" Nick smirks.
"...Will there be a beach picnic with green grapes and sparkling cider?"
"Yes," Nick says confidently.
"Okay. I can live with this."
Blaine cheerfully rolls off Nick to pull Kurt back on the bed and then forces them all to cuddle extremely close as they continue watching the movie. Kurt's still annoyed with both of them, but Blaine rubs him through his jeans in secrecy for a few minutes until Kurt's pressing himself against Blaine's ass, letting him know he's hard now but not that he forgives him for being annoying.
They'd tell Nick to leave, but Nick has horses.
They must not let Nick think they're using him for his horses by telling him to leave so they can have sex.
Fuckdammit.
Instead, Blaine just enjoys pressing back on Kurt's hard-on, biting his lip to keep from moaning. Kurt shoves his hand down Blaine's pants to feel his ass, and he quietly unzips his pants to reduce the built up tension by his crotch.
Of course, Nick's here. That's a problem.
Is it, though? Kurt thinks.
He feels drunk in wanting sex so badly right now, he figures Nick will understand.
To his luck, Nick suddenly yawns, stretching as he sits up. He doesn't turn around, just says he's going to go downstairs to meet Kurt's dad finally, since Kurt mentioned earlier that Burt probably wants to interrogate Nick for being the unknown first boyfriend of his son.
"...I'll be gone for quite sometime. In fact, I might just leave after I talk to him. I'll tell him you guys are watching some chick flick. Ciao."
Blaine says "bye" as best as he can, but without warning, Kurt's tugging Blaine's pants and boxers down and is already out of his own clothes.
Iloveyouandyourhorsesforever,Nick Kurt takes a moment to say in his head.
After Nick quietly shuts the door, Kurt grabs hold of Blaine's side and starts grinding his erection into Blaine's ass, making sure to not accidentally press into him without warning. Though, he's sure Blaine would forgive him if he did.
"So, you've been talking so enthusiastically about riding horses, how about you practice riding something else..." Kurt whispers seductively into Blaine's ear.
Blaine laughs, turning around to face him suddenly. "Kurt, I'm sorry. You're hot, and yes, I want you, but don't relate horses to having sex with me. Your kink is just not my kink."
Kurt blushes and punches him in the arm. "Shut up! I'm not good at dirty talk. Shut up. Get on top of me, or Nick leaving will have been for nothing."
"Yes, Nicholas Owens, the Un-blocker of Cocks, may he live long and prosper," Blaine says.
He sighs, lifting up the covers so he can see which part of Kurt he's about to straddle, aiming mainly for his waist. He looks down to see Kurt's already extremely hard and bites his lip to suppress a moan.
He really dislikes having to keep quiet. He's been taking their dorm for granted.
College may be good for education and whatever, but Blaine now will believe its main purpose is to encourage loud, uninterrupted sex. Obviously.
He pulls his shirt off once he's straddling Kurt's waist and is now completely naked.
While Kurt's busy reaching over to get lube and a condom, Blaine thinks back to around Halloween when he desperately wanted to be with Kurt.
Honestly, he didn't think Kurt would be acting like this.
However, once Kurt starts kissing over his neck and chest, it's ridiculously impossible to want anything else. He just wants.
...Unfortunately, Blaine Anderson is also in love with this guy, so he can't just want sex from Kurt. He wants Kurt.
He bites his lip, looking to Kurt's window for help on how to say this.
"Hey, Kurt?" He says quietly, kind of hoping Kurt doesn't hear him.
"Yeah?" Kurt stops, slowly realizing Blaine's not as enthusiastic as he was a moment ago.
"Um, no, never mind. Sorry."
Kurt furrows his eyebrows, trying to make himself not sound annoyed with Blaine for cock-blocking. Now, Kurt needs to know what he was going to say or he won't be able to enjoy himself as much.
He puts a hand on Blaine's cheek and gently turns Blaine's head to face him. Kurt frowns when he sees Blaine about to cry.
"Whoa, Blaine... What's wrong?"
No, you're going to laugh at me.
Blaine bites his lip and just kisses Kurt's cheek, leaning down to grab Kurt's dick to be able to lower himself down on him.
Kurt frowns and pulls Blaine's hand away quickly, gently pushing Blaine off his lap. "Bear... What's wrong? Tell me now."
Before winter break, they started getting tired of saying each others name all the time, so they decided to give each other animal nicknames. Blaine's is bear and Kurt's is lion since Kurt needed courage as did the lion in The Wizard of Oz. They're clever, eh?
Blaine just shakes his head and rubs Kurt's thigh before Kurt picks his hand up and just holds it.
"No, I can't. I'm sorry, fuck, I don't know why I'm getting sad. It's... stupid Christmas time... Let's just have sex."
Kurt frowns harder and squeezes Blaine's hand to make him look at him. "No. I'm not going to fuck you if you're sad. God, Blaine, don't think that low of me."
Blaine frowns and continues sitting in silence. He doesn't want to ask Kurt if he loves him. Don't be ridiculous, that'd make the boy way too vulnerable.
However, Kurt Hummel is a mind reader.
"I love you, Blaine."
Despite his heart leaping out of his chest, Blaine just smiles softly and wipes a tear from his cheek that has rudely fallen without invitation to do so.
Kurt kisses his cheek and smiles, continuing to lean in to rub the other tears away with his thumb. "Hey, Blaine... Hey, hey, Blaine... I looove youuu..."
Blaine laughs finally and pushes Kurt's shoulder lightly to make him lean back against the head rest.
"What are we doing, Kurt? What are you doing with me?"
Kurt just lets the right answer sink in slowly until his face is uncontrollably smiling. His erection is totally gone. What the fuck... All that work for nothing...
"Well, we were about to have sex before you got insecure and started re-thinking my entire self. Blaine, did you forget that I was the one that pined after you for years? Did you forget that I'm your best friend and would rather die than see you hurt? ...We've only been technically dating for a few weeks... Sex is just really fun still. If you want, I can come into your film class next semester and sing Maroon 5 to you, too, if you'd like?"
So, maybe things will work out before 2014 starts.
Sometimes, Blaine forgets that Kurt actually thinks about the same things he does but just doesn't mention them.
It's something to work on.
"...I have actually always wanted someone to sing me 'She Will Be Loved', now that you mention it..."
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"So, Nick, it's nice to finally meet you. Honestly, Kurt hasn't told me much about you. How's school?"
Shit, this was a terrible idea. See if I ever unblock cock ever again for those two.
Nick smiles and sits across from Burt at the kitchen table. "Oh, really? That's a darn shame. School's really good though, Kurt and Blaine are my best friends."
Besides Jeff... And what the hell? 'That's a darn shame'? Am I a fucking grandpa?
Burt just stares at him, working his intimidation factor, but finally smiles back. "That's great. So, um, you and Kurt dated for a while? But now you're just friends? How's that?"
Oh my god...
"Yeah, well, we dated for a little over a month, but then you know, Kurt and Blaine are perfect for each other, so I wasn't too upset."
He notices Burt getting curious over the words "too upset".
Okay. Screw this, old man. I'm not a bad kid. I really fucking liked your son. I'm letting him fuck his boyfriend right now, so you better be happy that I encourage him in every way, shape, and form. I'm the greatest friend ever, dammit.
Nick sighs and folds his hands on the table, staring at Burt as calmly as he can.
"Look, if you really want to know how Kurt and I were at school, I'll tell you. Kurt's a great kid, and I sang with him back in high school when he went to Dalton. I really liked him then, and I really enjoyed his company when we were going out. I'm actually dating my own best friend right now, and I'm happy with him, so it's nice to see Kurt and Blaine together. Is there anything else you wanted to know?"
"Did you sleep with him?"
"Who?"
"...Kurt."
Nick blushes softly, but shakes his head confidently. "Absolutely not, sir. Kurt's not like that."
He's actually worse than me, but I'm already lying, so it's okay.
Burt clears his throat and nods. "Well, good. So um, you went to Dalton?"
"Yes, sir."
"Ah. That's great, Nick. Well uh, where's the other guys? Did you come down here for a reason?"
Nick stands up and smiles, tucking his chair back into the table. "No, sir, I just thought I'd meet you, since Kurt talks so highly of you. I'm leaving now though, Kurt and Blaine are sleeping and I have about a forty minute drive home, so..."
Burt nods and walks Nick to the door, thanking him for talking to him.
Nick shakes his hand and starts walking out the door as Burt asks him one last question.
"So, Nick, you're going to that Brad kid's house tomorrow for New Year's?"
"Thad, and yes, sir."
Burt nods, but keeps the door open still. "Any drinking goin' on there?"
Nick smiles and shakes his head. "No, Thad's pretty uptight. His mom was an alcoholic, I think, so they don't have any liquor there anyway."
Where did that lie come from? Fuck.
Burt raises an eyebrow but nods anyway, smiling back at his new trusted friend of his son's. "Well, that's good. You guys have fun tomorrow and have a good new year, Nick."
"Same to you, Mr. Hummel! Thanks!"
Thanks for reminding me, Mr. Hummel. Now, I need to see if Jeff's brother will go buy us alcohol.
Chapter 9b (last part!)
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I am so sorry. I PROMISE that there is only ONE more part left. I mean, it could have ended this section, but do you really want to miss out on Klaine's first New Year's Eve as a couple?
I'm hoping you said no to that question, because there is in fact one more part. Yes.
You guys have been so patient and awesome. I just want you to know that if it wasn't for all of your wonderful comments, then I'd probably have gotten bored with this story a lot sooner, but you ~~inspired~~ me, so yeah. Cool story, bro. *goes off to write*