Fic: In College You Know Who You Are (8/?)
Title: In College You Know Who You Are (8/?)
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Week 3 of the 3 weeks of kink. While on Christmas break, the boys try out a few new things in the bedroom.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1.
Warnings for this part: Daddy!kink, ageplay (Blaine is pretending to be about 8-10) spanking
Part 8: January 2014
“So, I hear that you have plans for me tonight.” Blaine asked, his voice fakely casual.
Kurt sipped his diet coke and grinned at Blaine across the table.
“I do. I’ve spent all week trying to figure out how to do this. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable so I thought I would give you a basic outline of how I want the scene to go. Is that ok?” Kurt fiddled with his straw until Blaine reached over and took his hand.
“I’m never uncomfortable with you. Now, when we went with my kink last week, I did try to prepare you a little before hand. What do you want me to do? How old am I supposed to be exactly?”
“It’s not really an age that I’m looking for Blaine. I just want you to act innocent and young-- maybe around 10? I don’t want you to act like a toddler or anything like that-- just a little young and mouthy.”
“I think I can do that. I know how to throw around my puppy dog eyes too.” Blaine smirked evilly and Kurt laughed.
“Yeah and that is exactly the sort of thing that will get you punished. I’m going to give you a head start to your house and I want you to change into something casual. Once I get there, you’ll be all excited to see me but I’m going to make up something that you did wrong.” Kurt paused dramatically and watched Blaine’s eyes widen.
“And then I’ll get a spanking.” He whispered excitedly.
“Maybe. You’ll probably back talk me a little, I’ll get you to your room and we’ll go from there. Everything else is pretty normal stuff for us. Just remember to call me daddy and if you can pull off innocent while we’re in bed then oh my god-- you are the perfect boyfriend.”
“Oh trust me, I am a wonderful actor AND very eager for sex. I think I can do anything you want me to.” Blaine wagged his eyebrows and grabbed the check folder. He slipped his debit card into the folder and sat it up for the waitress to pick up.
“I’m going to go now. I’m sure you can sign my name and bring my card with you.” Blaine stood and kissed the top of Kurt’s head.
“How do you know I won’t switch the cards as soon as you leave?” Kurt asked cheekily.
“Because you know that you’ll be the one punished latr for that. It’s my turn to pay.” Blaine kissed him again. “I’ll see you soon, daddy.” He whispered against Kurt’s ear.
Kurt felt the words slither right down his spine and settle hot in his stomach. He watched Blaine walk out the door then leaned his head down to rest on the table. He wasn’t sure if he could even make it back to the house without touching himself.
***
Kurt pulled into the driveway and took a deep breath to steady his nerves. He forced himself to calmly get out of his car and walk up to the door at a normal pace. Once at the door, he knocked twice to let Blaine know he was there then purposefully strode into the house.
“Daddy!” Blaine shouted excitedly, running into the foyer.
“Hi baby.”
Blaine stopped just in front of him and shuffled his feel bashfully. He had changed into a soft t-shirt that was just a bit too large and a pair of shorts. His feet were bare and the lack of shoes only accentuated their height difference. The biggest change was his hair though-when they were at the restaurant, Blaine’s hair had been neatly styled but now it was ridiculously messy with wild curls sticking up everywhere.
“I was playing video games!” Blaine smiled up at him from under his eyelashes and Kurt felt his blood turn molten in his veins. Blaine was entirely too good at this.
Kurt stepped closer to Blaine and wrapped one unruly curl around his finger.
“Did you stop and brush your hair at all today, Blaine?” Kurt asked archly.
“No daddy, I forgot. I was being an assassin!”
“I thought we had a deal about your hair Blaine. You brush it every day and I won’t cut it all off.”
Kurt took Blaine’s hand and led him to the bathroom across from Blaine’s room. He sat him down on the closed toilet seat and grabbed the bottle of leave in conditioner off the counter. He spritzed Blaine’s curls then gently began detangling them. Blaine crossed his arms defiantly and stuck out his lower lip.
“I don’t know why I need to brush it if I’m just gonna play video games.” He muttered sullenly.
“You have to brush your hair every day because I told you to.” Kurt replied, his voice daring Blaine to complain again.
Blaine looked up at him with wide dark eyes and licked his lips. Kurt could see that he was already turned on and Kurt held his breath.
“My game doesn’t care about my hair.” Blaine huffed out a breath and rolled his eyes.
Kurt’s whole body went hot and he snatched Blaine up by his shirt and dragged him towards the bedroom. Blaine whined and dragged his feet the whole way but he didn’t complain when Kurt bent him over the bed. Kurt jerked Blaine’s pants down to his knees and paused. He let the anticipation grow for a moment before raising his hand and smacking his right cheek sharply.
“Daddy!” Blaine wailed, his shoulders falling forward so he could bury his face in the comforter.
Kurt reached down and grabbed Blaine by his shoulder and pulled him back up--he wanted to be able to hear him. Blaine whimpered softly but let himself be repositioned. Kurt smacked him again on his left cheek.
“Please daddy…”
“Please what?” Kurt asked, hitting him again.
“More.” Blaine gasped.
Kurt grinned wickedly. He rained blows down on Blaine’s ass until the skin was flushed red and warm to the touch. Kurt stood back and admired his work with a smug grin. Blaine was going to be feeling this for a while and that thought alone made his cock throb in his jeans.
"Alright baby, you took your punishment very well but daddy is still a little upset with you. You really shouldn't talk to daddy like that." Kurt said sternly.
"I'm sorry daddy...I'll do anything to make it up to you." Blaine promised, his eyes wide and innocent. Blaine was not kidding when he said he knew how to use his puppy dog eyes.
"Anything? I might be able to think of something. Lay down on your belly and spread your legs for me."
Blaine scrambled to comply. He threw himself down on the bed and wiggled until he was sprawled out in the middle of the mattress. Kurt grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Blaine's hips then stepped back to strip off his own clothes. Blaine pillowed his head on his arms and watched Kurt undress with the sweetest most curious expression Kurt had ever seen on his face. Kurt couldn't believe how good Blaine was as role-playing-- and he filed that bit of information away for later exploration. He grabbed the lube out of the bedside table then settled between Blaine's splayed legs.
"You look so pretty laid out like this for daddy." Kurt breathed, running his hands over Blaine's still pink ass cheeks.
Blaine hummed happily and wiggled a bit at the praise. Kurt gave his hip a smack to calm him down then opened the lube and coated his fingers. Kurt circled his fingers around Blaine's entrance before slowly pressing two fingers inside of him. Blaine whined and gasped at the burn but he didn't try to move away from his probing fingers. Kurt petted his back softly as he pressing them in deeper and scissored him. He didn't think he could wait much longer-- from the moment he saw Blaine's wide eyes and bashful grin, he knew he had to have him. This boy was so sweet and so trusting and he was everything Kurt wanted. And he just couldn't wait any longer.
"Are you ready for daddy to fuck you, baby?" Kurt whispered, leaning down to bite at Blaine's shoulder.
"Please daddy!" Blaine begged. His hips were thrusting back onto Kurt's fingers then forward to grind his erection into the pillow underneath him. Kurt pulled his fingers out and poured more lube onto his cock.
"Up on your knees now." Kurt commanded softly, lifting Blaine's hips up until he was on his hands and knees.
Kurt slid into Blaine gently, mindful of his hurried preparations. Blaine eagerly pressed backwards to take him in until he was fully sheathed inside of him. Kurt paused for a second and listened to Blaine's ragged breathing before pulling back and thrusting in again. Blaine whined high in his throat and bunched the comforter up in his fists as he drove his hips back to meet each thrust. Kurt had never felt so undone in his life and he'd only just begun to move inside of Blaine. Kurt wrapped his hand around Blaine's leaking erection and pumped it in time with his thrusts. He needed Blaine to be just as close as he was.
"Daddy...It feels so good..." Blaine panted brokenly between moans.
"You're being so good for me baby. Taking daddy’s cock so well." Kurt growled, rubbing his thumb along the sensitive tip of Blaine's cock.
Blaine wailed and his whole body began to shake. Kurt knew it wouldn't take much more to push him over the edge.
"Can you be daddy’s good boy, baby? Can you come for me?" Kurt murmured hotly against his back.
"Yes! I'm a good boy daddy!" Blaine gasped, thrusting back against Kurt roughly then bucking into his hand. Then he was coming, striping the bed below him.
"That's my good boy." Kurt praised him.
Kurt thrusted deep inside of Blaine and held himself there as his orgasm rushed through him. Then he let himself fall down to cover Blaine's body with his own. Blaine turned his head just enough to kiss and nuzzle at his cheek. Kurt let himself enjoy the lazy feeling floating in his veins for a moment before getting to his feet and getting a warm wash cloth from the bathroom. Blaine watched him with sleepy eyes as he cleaned the two of them up then got them both under the blankets.
"Am I forgiven daddy?" Blaine asked, his voice small and tired.
"Of course you are baby. I love you." Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's forehead.
They were silent so long that Kurt was sure that Blaine had fallen asleep but then Blaine wiggled out of his grasp just enough to look up at him.
"I don't want this weekend to ever end." He whispered.
"I know. I don't want to go back to school either."
"I'll miss you. I mean, I always miss you but I think it's going to be worse now that we've spent this entire month together... and you know, since you told me you love me." Blaine smiled cheekily and Kurt couldn't help but smile back.
"I think I'm going to miss all the kinky sex the most. Honestly, who knew we'd come up with this many ideas in one month?" Kurt laughed.
"We're 20 year old guys-- how did you even doubt us?"
"Seriously though, I do love and I will miss you. But we'll be fine-- we can sext, skype and have phone sex!"
"Oh, skyping sounds like fun. I bet you put on a hell of a show, Kurt Hummel."
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see." Kurt promised mysteriously. Then he pulled Blaine close again and rested his head in Blaine's curls.
"I love you, good night Kurt." Blaine mumbled against Kurt's collarbone.
"I love you too Blaine."
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Week 3 of the 3 weeks of kink. While on Christmas break, the boys try out a few new things in the bedroom.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1.
Warnings for this part: Daddy!kink, ageplay (Blaine is pretending to be about 8-10) spanking
Part 8: January 2014
“So, I hear that you have plans for me tonight.” Blaine asked, his voice fakely casual.
Kurt sipped his diet coke and grinned at Blaine across the table.
“I do. I’ve spent all week trying to figure out how to do this. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable so I thought I would give you a basic outline of how I want the scene to go. Is that ok?” Kurt fiddled with his straw until Blaine reached over and took his hand.
“I’m never uncomfortable with you. Now, when we went with my kink last week, I did try to prepare you a little before hand. What do you want me to do? How old am I supposed to be exactly?”
“It’s not really an age that I’m looking for Blaine. I just want you to act innocent and young-- maybe around 10? I don’t want you to act like a toddler or anything like that-- just a little young and mouthy.”
“I think I can do that. I know how to throw around my puppy dog eyes too.” Blaine smirked evilly and Kurt laughed.
“Yeah and that is exactly the sort of thing that will get you punished. I’m going to give you a head start to your house and I want you to change into something casual. Once I get there, you’ll be all excited to see me but I’m going to make up something that you did wrong.” Kurt paused dramatically and watched Blaine’s eyes widen.
“And then I’ll get a spanking.” He whispered excitedly.
“Maybe. You’ll probably back talk me a little, I’ll get you to your room and we’ll go from there. Everything else is pretty normal stuff for us. Just remember to call me daddy and if you can pull off innocent while we’re in bed then oh my god-- you are the perfect boyfriend.”
“Oh trust me, I am a wonderful actor AND very eager for sex. I think I can do anything you want me to.” Blaine wagged his eyebrows and grabbed the check folder. He slipped his debit card into the folder and sat it up for the waitress to pick up.
“I’m going to go now. I’m sure you can sign my name and bring my card with you.” Blaine stood and kissed the top of Kurt’s head.
“How do you know I won’t switch the cards as soon as you leave?” Kurt asked cheekily.
“Because you know that you’ll be the one punished latr for that. It’s my turn to pay.” Blaine kissed him again. “I’ll see you soon, daddy.” He whispered against Kurt’s ear.
Kurt felt the words slither right down his spine and settle hot in his stomach. He watched Blaine walk out the door then leaned his head down to rest on the table. He wasn’t sure if he could even make it back to the house without touching himself.
***
Kurt pulled into the driveway and took a deep breath to steady his nerves. He forced himself to calmly get out of his car and walk up to the door at a normal pace. Once at the door, he knocked twice to let Blaine know he was there then purposefully strode into the house.
“Daddy!” Blaine shouted excitedly, running into the foyer.
“Hi baby.”
Blaine stopped just in front of him and shuffled his feel bashfully. He had changed into a soft t-shirt that was just a bit too large and a pair of shorts. His feet were bare and the lack of shoes only accentuated their height difference. The biggest change was his hair though-when they were at the restaurant, Blaine’s hair had been neatly styled but now it was ridiculously messy with wild curls sticking up everywhere.
“I was playing video games!” Blaine smiled up at him from under his eyelashes and Kurt felt his blood turn molten in his veins. Blaine was entirely too good at this.
Kurt stepped closer to Blaine and wrapped one unruly curl around his finger.
“Did you stop and brush your hair at all today, Blaine?” Kurt asked archly.
“No daddy, I forgot. I was being an assassin!”
“I thought we had a deal about your hair Blaine. You brush it every day and I won’t cut it all off.”
Kurt took Blaine’s hand and led him to the bathroom across from Blaine’s room. He sat him down on the closed toilet seat and grabbed the bottle of leave in conditioner off the counter. He spritzed Blaine’s curls then gently began detangling them. Blaine crossed his arms defiantly and stuck out his lower lip.
“I don’t know why I need to brush it if I’m just gonna play video games.” He muttered sullenly.
“You have to brush your hair every day because I told you to.” Kurt replied, his voice daring Blaine to complain again.
Blaine looked up at him with wide dark eyes and licked his lips. Kurt could see that he was already turned on and Kurt held his breath.
“My game doesn’t care about my hair.” Blaine huffed out a breath and rolled his eyes.
Kurt’s whole body went hot and he snatched Blaine up by his shirt and dragged him towards the bedroom. Blaine whined and dragged his feet the whole way but he didn’t complain when Kurt bent him over the bed. Kurt jerked Blaine’s pants down to his knees and paused. He let the anticipation grow for a moment before raising his hand and smacking his right cheek sharply.
“Daddy!” Blaine wailed, his shoulders falling forward so he could bury his face in the comforter.
Kurt reached down and grabbed Blaine by his shoulder and pulled him back up--he wanted to be able to hear him. Blaine whimpered softly but let himself be repositioned. Kurt smacked him again on his left cheek.
“Please daddy…”
“Please what?” Kurt asked, hitting him again.
“More.” Blaine gasped.
Kurt grinned wickedly. He rained blows down on Blaine’s ass until the skin was flushed red and warm to the touch. Kurt stood back and admired his work with a smug grin. Blaine was going to be feeling this for a while and that thought alone made his cock throb in his jeans.
"Alright baby, you took your punishment very well but daddy is still a little upset with you. You really shouldn't talk to daddy like that." Kurt said sternly.
"I'm sorry daddy...I'll do anything to make it up to you." Blaine promised, his eyes wide and innocent. Blaine was not kidding when he said he knew how to use his puppy dog eyes.
"Anything? I might be able to think of something. Lay down on your belly and spread your legs for me."
Blaine scrambled to comply. He threw himself down on the bed and wiggled until he was sprawled out in the middle of the mattress. Kurt grabbed a pillow and shoved it under Blaine's hips then stepped back to strip off his own clothes. Blaine pillowed his head on his arms and watched Kurt undress with the sweetest most curious expression Kurt had ever seen on his face. Kurt couldn't believe how good Blaine was as role-playing-- and he filed that bit of information away for later exploration. He grabbed the lube out of the bedside table then settled between Blaine's splayed legs.
"You look so pretty laid out like this for daddy." Kurt breathed, running his hands over Blaine's still pink ass cheeks.
Blaine hummed happily and wiggled a bit at the praise. Kurt gave his hip a smack to calm him down then opened the lube and coated his fingers. Kurt circled his fingers around Blaine's entrance before slowly pressing two fingers inside of him. Blaine whined and gasped at the burn but he didn't try to move away from his probing fingers. Kurt petted his back softly as he pressing them in deeper and scissored him. He didn't think he could wait much longer-- from the moment he saw Blaine's wide eyes and bashful grin, he knew he had to have him. This boy was so sweet and so trusting and he was everything Kurt wanted. And he just couldn't wait any longer.
"Are you ready for daddy to fuck you, baby?" Kurt whispered, leaning down to bite at Blaine's shoulder.
"Please daddy!" Blaine begged. His hips were thrusting back onto Kurt's fingers then forward to grind his erection into the pillow underneath him. Kurt pulled his fingers out and poured more lube onto his cock.
"Up on your knees now." Kurt commanded softly, lifting Blaine's hips up until he was on his hands and knees.
Kurt slid into Blaine gently, mindful of his hurried preparations. Blaine eagerly pressed backwards to take him in until he was fully sheathed inside of him. Kurt paused for a second and listened to Blaine's ragged breathing before pulling back and thrusting in again. Blaine whined high in his throat and bunched the comforter up in his fists as he drove his hips back to meet each thrust. Kurt had never felt so undone in his life and he'd only just begun to move inside of Blaine. Kurt wrapped his hand around Blaine's leaking erection and pumped it in time with his thrusts. He needed Blaine to be just as close as he was.
"Daddy...It feels so good..." Blaine panted brokenly between moans.
"You're being so good for me baby. Taking daddy’s cock so well." Kurt growled, rubbing his thumb along the sensitive tip of Blaine's cock.
Blaine wailed and his whole body began to shake. Kurt knew it wouldn't take much more to push him over the edge.
"Can you be daddy’s good boy, baby? Can you come for me?" Kurt murmured hotly against his back.
"Yes! I'm a good boy daddy!" Blaine gasped, thrusting back against Kurt roughly then bucking into his hand. Then he was coming, striping the bed below him.
"That's my good boy." Kurt praised him.
Kurt thrusted deep inside of Blaine and held himself there as his orgasm rushed through him. Then he let himself fall down to cover Blaine's body with his own. Blaine turned his head just enough to kiss and nuzzle at his cheek. Kurt let himself enjoy the lazy feeling floating in his veins for a moment before getting to his feet and getting a warm wash cloth from the bathroom. Blaine watched him with sleepy eyes as he cleaned the two of them up then got them both under the blankets.
"Am I forgiven daddy?" Blaine asked, his voice small and tired.
"Of course you are baby. I love you." Kurt pressed a kiss to Blaine's forehead.
They were silent so long that Kurt was sure that Blaine had fallen asleep but then Blaine wiggled out of his grasp just enough to look up at him.
"I don't want this weekend to ever end." He whispered.
"I know. I don't want to go back to school either."
"I'll miss you. I mean, I always miss you but I think it's going to be worse now that we've spent this entire month together... and you know, since you told me you love me." Blaine smiled cheekily and Kurt couldn't help but smile back.
"I think I'm going to miss all the kinky sex the most. Honestly, who knew we'd come up with this many ideas in one month?" Kurt laughed.
"We're 20 year old guys-- how did you even doubt us?"
"Seriously though, I do love and I will miss you. But we'll be fine-- we can sext, skype and have phone sex!"
"Oh, skyping sounds like fun. I bet you put on a hell of a show, Kurt Hummel."
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see." Kurt promised mysteriously. Then he pulled Blaine close again and rested his head in Blaine's curls.
"I love you, good night Kurt." Blaine mumbled against Kurt's collarbone.
"I love you too Blaine."