Fic: Part of my Chemistry
Title: Part of my Chemistry
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Blaine has something important to tell Kurt and he's very pleased by Kurt's reaction.
Warnings: Genderqueer!Blaine, genderplay, rimming, dirty talk, a bit of cross-dressing
A/N: Written for a prompt at the kink meme. Prompt here.
Kurt was a little nervous when he pulled up to Blaine’s house. His boyfriend had texted him an hour earlier and had asked if he’d come over to talk. When Kurt had asked him what was up-- Blaine had just repeated that they needed to talk. The whole drive across town was nerve wracking for Kurt. They hadn’t been fighting and he didn’t think that Blaine wanted to break up with him but the text message had seemed so ominous. Kurt turned his truck off and took a deep breath before making his way up to the door. He raised his hand to knock but it swung open immediately.
“Hi Kurt.” Blaine said shyly, urging Kurt into the house.
Kurt followed Blaine up to his bedroom and sat down at his desk. He was still feeling really nervous about whatever Blaine wanted to talk about so he wanted a bit of space. Blaine sat down on the edge of his bed and ran a hair through his hair-- Kurt didn’t even notice that it was loose until that moment. Blaine seemed just as nervous as Kurt was and Kurt waited patiently for him to tell him what was going on.
“Ok, I want to tell you something about myself. I’m really afraid that it’s going to freak you out though.” Blaine said, staring down at his hands clasped in his lap.
“You’re not breaking up with me?”
“What?! No. I’m sorry if my text message was too cryptic-- I was just nervous.” Blaine assured him sheepishly.
“Well, whatever it is, I’m not going to freak out on you. I promise.”
“Don’t promise me anything just yet.” Blaine said warningly, then he took a deep breath. “I, uh, sometimes feel… different. I know that I’m gay and I’ve really only ever been attracted to guys and that makes me different from other boys my age but there’s something else.”
Kurt nodded encouragingly at his rambling boyfriend and Blaine smiled weakly.
“I feel really… feminine sometimes. Like, sometimes I feel like I should have been a girl.”
Kurt stared at Blaine dumbly. Out of the two of them, no one would have ever called Blaine feminine. Kurt was usually grouped in with the girls and that had never really bothered him-- he got along better with the girls anyway. But he’d never felt that maybe he should have been a girl. He felt very comfortable being a gay man.
Blaine waited for Kurt to respond to his revelation. He was fidgeting anxiously on the bed and biting his bottom lip. Kurt was still trying to process what Blaine was telling him though and his silence was obviously unnerving to Blaine.
“I’m not trying to tell you that I do drag night at Scandals or anything like that! I mean, I like to wear panties sometimes but that’s the extent of my foray into cross-dressing. I don’t want you to think that I sit at home in a dress and heels while I do my homework.” Blaine babbled.
“Panties…” Kurt choked out.
Kurt’s mind was racing. His boyfriend had just admitting to wearing girls panties and his mind had immediately began conjuring up images of Blaine in lacy under things. Kurt could feel all the blood in his body relocating to his lap and he struggled to breathe evenly. He had no clue that he would be so turned on by the thought of Blaine in girls panties but he couldn’t deny how hard he was getting.
“Uh, yeah. Is that too weird? I’m really sorry Kurt, god, you’re going to break up with me now because I’m a freak and--”
“Are you wearing panties now?” Kurt interrupted him hoarsely.
“Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about this because this is the first time I’ve worn them since we started having sex and I didn’t want there to be awkward questions if you saw them.” Blaine blushed prettily and Kurt felt his mouth go dry. “But if it bothers you, I can not wear them if you’re coming over.”
“No! No, it’s ok. But I need you to explain this to me a little better. You don’t dress like a woman but you have panties and sometimes you feel like a girl?”
“Yeah, I don’t think I want surgery or anything like that-- I just think of myself as a girl.” Blaine said, his exasperation evident. He really didn’t know how to explain this to Kurt any better than that.
“Do you want to be called something other than Blaine?”
“No… It’s not even all the time. I-I…” Blaine trailed off and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. “I’m just me, and if I’m wearing panties then I feel--”
“Like a girl. Ok, I can handle that. I still love you no matter what, you know.” Kurt smiled encouragingly at Blaine.
“I’m just glad you don’t think I’m a freak.”
“If you’re a freak then I am too.” Kurt admitted softly.
“Why?”
“Because the thought of you in panties is really hot.” Kurt replied.
Blaine’s eyes go wide when Kurt stands and stalks over to the bed. Kurt gently pressed Blaine back until he is flat on the bed then Kurt straddled his hips. Blaine’s eyes roll back in his head when he feels Kurt’s hard cock pressing against him and he can’t stop the whimper that escapes his lips. Kurt trails hot, open mouthed kisses up Blaine’s neck until he reaches his ear and he nips sharply at it.
“How about you let me get you out of your panties so that I can fuck your pussy.” Kurt whispered hotly against his skin.
Blaine arched instantly, a desperate moan bursting from his lips. Kurt sat up and smirked down at his writhing boyfriend. He had been a little worried that saying pussy was going to be too much but Blaine was panting underneath him.
Kurt pulled Blaine up to a sitting position so that he could tug his t-shirt off. Then he popped the button on his jeans and pulled them down until Blaine was able to kick them off. Kurt ran a reverent finger along the waistband of Blaine’s satiny navy blue panties. The material was soft and stretchy as it struggled to contain Blaine’s straining erection. There was a damp spot forming in the dark material and Kurt leaned down to lap at it.
“Look, your pussy is so wet that you’re making your pretty panties all sticky.” Kurt sucked at the damp spot and Blaine’s hands flew down to tangle in his hair.
“Fuck, Kurt…”
“You know Blaine, nice girls don’t say things like that.” Kurt scolded him with a chuckle.
Blaine’s face flushed bright pink but he didn’t complain. In fact, he looked very content. He raised his hips when Kurt began to peel his sodden underwear off of his body. Kurt tossed them to the floor then looked down at Blaine. His curls were sweat dampened and sticking to his forehead and his eyes were bright as he stared up at Kurt.
“Aren’t you gonna take your clothes off, Kurt?”
Kurt looked down at his clothed body like he’d forgotten all about it. He’d been so focused on undressing Blaine that he had ignored his own clothing. Kurt climbed off the bed and quickly undressed--normally he would fold his clothes neatly and lay them on the desk but he was much too desperate to worry about that right now. As soon as he was naked, he spread Blaine’s legs and settled between them. He reached out to grab the lube out of Blaine’s side table drawer and sat it next to them on the bed.
“I’m gonna lick your pussy and get it nice and wet so I can fuck you. Is that ok, baby?”
“Yes!” Blaine nodded fervently and reached out to pull Kurt into a desperate kiss.
Kurt tore his mouth from Blaine’s and ran his tongue down his body. He sucked the head of Blaine‘s cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, gathering the precome that was collecting there. Then he continued down until he reached Blaine’s puckered opening. Kurt gently spread him open with his thumbs before pressing his tongue firmly against his hole. Blaine whined high in his throat and tangled his hand in Kurt’s hair, holding him firmly between his legs. Kurt circled his tongue around and around until Blaine was begging for more-- then he thrust it inside of Blaine. He fucked his tongue in and out of Blaine until the other boy was writhing and begging for more, then he sat up and spread lube over his fingers.
“Do you need more baby? Does your pussy want my fingers?”
“Yes, please Kurt… I need more.”
“Say it. Tell me what you need.” Kurt demanded.
“I want you to finger my pussy open then fuck me with your cock.” Blaine groaned, unable to look at Kurt.
“That’s my good girl.” Kurt praised.
Kurt gently slid two fingers into Blaine’s twitching hole. Blaine arched into the sensation, rocking his hips back to further impale himself. Kurt crooked his fingers up and grinned when Blaine’s back completely left the bed. He twisted his fingers around with each thrust, opening Blaine up and preparing him to take more. A third finger slid easily in along side the first two.
“Is this what you wanted, Blaine?”
Blaine groaned and rocked his hips to meet Kurt’s fingers.
“Do you want me to suck on your clit too? Would you like my mouth on you?”
Kurt watched Blaine’s cock twitch hard on his stomach and another spurt of precome pool on his skin.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Kurt lean down and took Blaine into his mouth. He sucked gently at the head of Blaine’s cock-- he didn’t want to bob his head and ruin the illusion of what he was doing-- instead he ran his tongue around the sensitive tip over and over. Blaine’s hand tightened painfully in his hair and Kurt realized that he was talking.
“Close, oh my god Kurt-- so close.” Blaine chanted, fucking up into Kurt’s mouth.
Kurt pulled his mouth off of Blaine’s cock with an obscene pop. He ignored his boyfriends whimpered protests and pulled his fingers free as well. Blaine whimpered at him but clamed down when he saw Kurt slicking his cock up with lube.
“Please fuck my pussy, Kurt.” Blaine whispered brokenly.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you.” Kurt promised.
Kurt sheathed himself in one smooth stroke. Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt’s waist and clung to him tightly as Kurt slammed into him over and over. Kurt felt like he was on fire and he couldn’t stop the stream of filthy words pouring from his mouth with every thrust.
“Your pussy feels so good baby-- it’s so hot and tight around my cock. I’m gonna rub your clit until you come then I’m gonna fuck you until I fill your pussy up with my come.”
Blaine wailed when Kurt wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts. Kurt changed his angle slightly and Blaine clawed at his back, keening high in his throat as his orgasm rushed through him. Kurt watched Blaine fall apart before bending him practically in half, chasing his own release. Kurt felt his orgasm simmering low in his stomach and he groaned as the heat spread out and exploded from him. Kurt fell forward on top of Blaine and kissed his shoulder. They laid there together in silence for several minutes as they regained their breath. Then Kurt rolled off of him and curled around his side.
“Was that ok?” Kurt asked. Now that the lust had faded, he was worried that he’d pushed Blaine too far.
“It was perfect.” Blaine answered dreamily.
“Really?”
“Yeah. This isn’t something that I want us to do every day but it was great.”
Kurt kissed Blaine softly and cuddled him closer.
“I love you. Always.” Kurt whispered as his eyes fell shut.
“I love you too.”
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Blaine has something important to tell Kurt and he's very pleased by Kurt's reaction.
Warnings: Genderqueer!Blaine, genderplay, rimming, dirty talk, a bit of cross-dressing
A/N: Written for a prompt at the kink meme. Prompt here.
Kurt was a little nervous when he pulled up to Blaine’s house. His boyfriend had texted him an hour earlier and had asked if he’d come over to talk. When Kurt had asked him what was up-- Blaine had just repeated that they needed to talk. The whole drive across town was nerve wracking for Kurt. They hadn’t been fighting and he didn’t think that Blaine wanted to break up with him but the text message had seemed so ominous. Kurt turned his truck off and took a deep breath before making his way up to the door. He raised his hand to knock but it swung open immediately.
“Hi Kurt.” Blaine said shyly, urging Kurt into the house.
Kurt followed Blaine up to his bedroom and sat down at his desk. He was still feeling really nervous about whatever Blaine wanted to talk about so he wanted a bit of space. Blaine sat down on the edge of his bed and ran a hair through his hair-- Kurt didn’t even notice that it was loose until that moment. Blaine seemed just as nervous as Kurt was and Kurt waited patiently for him to tell him what was going on.
“Ok, I want to tell you something about myself. I’m really afraid that it’s going to freak you out though.” Blaine said, staring down at his hands clasped in his lap.
“You’re not breaking up with me?”
“What?! No. I’m sorry if my text message was too cryptic-- I was just nervous.” Blaine assured him sheepishly.
“Well, whatever it is, I’m not going to freak out on you. I promise.”
“Don’t promise me anything just yet.” Blaine said warningly, then he took a deep breath. “I, uh, sometimes feel… different. I know that I’m gay and I’ve really only ever been attracted to guys and that makes me different from other boys my age but there’s something else.”
Kurt nodded encouragingly at his rambling boyfriend and Blaine smiled weakly.
“I feel really… feminine sometimes. Like, sometimes I feel like I should have been a girl.”
Kurt stared at Blaine dumbly. Out of the two of them, no one would have ever called Blaine feminine. Kurt was usually grouped in with the girls and that had never really bothered him-- he got along better with the girls anyway. But he’d never felt that maybe he should have been a girl. He felt very comfortable being a gay man.
Blaine waited for Kurt to respond to his revelation. He was fidgeting anxiously on the bed and biting his bottom lip. Kurt was still trying to process what Blaine was telling him though and his silence was obviously unnerving to Blaine.
“I’m not trying to tell you that I do drag night at Scandals or anything like that! I mean, I like to wear panties sometimes but that’s the extent of my foray into cross-dressing. I don’t want you to think that I sit at home in a dress and heels while I do my homework.” Blaine babbled.
“Panties…” Kurt choked out.
Kurt’s mind was racing. His boyfriend had just admitting to wearing girls panties and his mind had immediately began conjuring up images of Blaine in lacy under things. Kurt could feel all the blood in his body relocating to his lap and he struggled to breathe evenly. He had no clue that he would be so turned on by the thought of Blaine in girls panties but he couldn’t deny how hard he was getting.
“Uh, yeah. Is that too weird? I’m really sorry Kurt, god, you’re going to break up with me now because I’m a freak and--”
“Are you wearing panties now?” Kurt interrupted him hoarsely.
“Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about this because this is the first time I’ve worn them since we started having sex and I didn’t want there to be awkward questions if you saw them.” Blaine blushed prettily and Kurt felt his mouth go dry. “But if it bothers you, I can not wear them if you’re coming over.”
“No! No, it’s ok. But I need you to explain this to me a little better. You don’t dress like a woman but you have panties and sometimes you feel like a girl?”
“Yeah, I don’t think I want surgery or anything like that-- I just think of myself as a girl.” Blaine said, his exasperation evident. He really didn’t know how to explain this to Kurt any better than that.
“Do you want to be called something other than Blaine?”
“No… It’s not even all the time. I-I…” Blaine trailed off and rubbed at his eyes in frustration. “I’m just me, and if I’m wearing panties then I feel--”
“Like a girl. Ok, I can handle that. I still love you no matter what, you know.” Kurt smiled encouragingly at Blaine.
“I’m just glad you don’t think I’m a freak.”
“If you’re a freak then I am too.” Kurt admitted softly.
“Why?”
“Because the thought of you in panties is really hot.” Kurt replied.
Blaine’s eyes go wide when Kurt stands and stalks over to the bed. Kurt gently pressed Blaine back until he is flat on the bed then Kurt straddled his hips. Blaine’s eyes roll back in his head when he feels Kurt’s hard cock pressing against him and he can’t stop the whimper that escapes his lips. Kurt trails hot, open mouthed kisses up Blaine’s neck until he reaches his ear and he nips sharply at it.
“How about you let me get you out of your panties so that I can fuck your pussy.” Kurt whispered hotly against his skin.
Blaine arched instantly, a desperate moan bursting from his lips. Kurt sat up and smirked down at his writhing boyfriend. He had been a little worried that saying pussy was going to be too much but Blaine was panting underneath him.
Kurt pulled Blaine up to a sitting position so that he could tug his t-shirt off. Then he popped the button on his jeans and pulled them down until Blaine was able to kick them off. Kurt ran a reverent finger along the waistband of Blaine’s satiny navy blue panties. The material was soft and stretchy as it struggled to contain Blaine’s straining erection. There was a damp spot forming in the dark material and Kurt leaned down to lap at it.
“Look, your pussy is so wet that you’re making your pretty panties all sticky.” Kurt sucked at the damp spot and Blaine’s hands flew down to tangle in his hair.
“Fuck, Kurt…”
“You know Blaine, nice girls don’t say things like that.” Kurt scolded him with a chuckle.
Blaine’s face flushed bright pink but he didn’t complain. In fact, he looked very content. He raised his hips when Kurt began to peel his sodden underwear off of his body. Kurt tossed them to the floor then looked down at Blaine. His curls were sweat dampened and sticking to his forehead and his eyes were bright as he stared up at Kurt.
“Aren’t you gonna take your clothes off, Kurt?”
Kurt looked down at his clothed body like he’d forgotten all about it. He’d been so focused on undressing Blaine that he had ignored his own clothing. Kurt climbed off the bed and quickly undressed--normally he would fold his clothes neatly and lay them on the desk but he was much too desperate to worry about that right now. As soon as he was naked, he spread Blaine’s legs and settled between them. He reached out to grab the lube out of Blaine’s side table drawer and sat it next to them on the bed.
“I’m gonna lick your pussy and get it nice and wet so I can fuck you. Is that ok, baby?”
“Yes!” Blaine nodded fervently and reached out to pull Kurt into a desperate kiss.
Kurt tore his mouth from Blaine’s and ran his tongue down his body. He sucked the head of Blaine‘s cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, gathering the precome that was collecting there. Then he continued down until he reached Blaine’s puckered opening. Kurt gently spread him open with his thumbs before pressing his tongue firmly against his hole. Blaine whined high in his throat and tangled his hand in Kurt’s hair, holding him firmly between his legs. Kurt circled his tongue around and around until Blaine was begging for more-- then he thrust it inside of Blaine. He fucked his tongue in and out of Blaine until the other boy was writhing and begging for more, then he sat up and spread lube over his fingers.
“Do you need more baby? Does your pussy want my fingers?”
“Yes, please Kurt… I need more.”
“Say it. Tell me what you need.” Kurt demanded.
“I want you to finger my pussy open then fuck me with your cock.” Blaine groaned, unable to look at Kurt.
“That’s my good girl.” Kurt praised.
Kurt gently slid two fingers into Blaine’s twitching hole. Blaine arched into the sensation, rocking his hips back to further impale himself. Kurt crooked his fingers up and grinned when Blaine’s back completely left the bed. He twisted his fingers around with each thrust, opening Blaine up and preparing him to take more. A third finger slid easily in along side the first two.
“Is this what you wanted, Blaine?”
Blaine groaned and rocked his hips to meet Kurt’s fingers.
“Do you want me to suck on your clit too? Would you like my mouth on you?”
Kurt watched Blaine’s cock twitch hard on his stomach and another spurt of precome pool on his skin.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Kurt lean down and took Blaine into his mouth. He sucked gently at the head of Blaine’s cock-- he didn’t want to bob his head and ruin the illusion of what he was doing-- instead he ran his tongue around the sensitive tip over and over. Blaine’s hand tightened painfully in his hair and Kurt realized that he was talking.
“Close, oh my god Kurt-- so close.” Blaine chanted, fucking up into Kurt’s mouth.
Kurt pulled his mouth off of Blaine’s cock with an obscene pop. He ignored his boyfriends whimpered protests and pulled his fingers free as well. Blaine whimpered at him but clamed down when he saw Kurt slicking his cock up with lube.
“Please fuck my pussy, Kurt.” Blaine whispered brokenly.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take care of you.” Kurt promised.
Kurt sheathed himself in one smooth stroke. Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt’s waist and clung to him tightly as Kurt slammed into him over and over. Kurt felt like he was on fire and he couldn’t stop the stream of filthy words pouring from his mouth with every thrust.
“Your pussy feels so good baby-- it’s so hot and tight around my cock. I’m gonna rub your clit until you come then I’m gonna fuck you until I fill your pussy up with my come.”
Blaine wailed when Kurt wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts. Kurt changed his angle slightly and Blaine clawed at his back, keening high in his throat as his orgasm rushed through him. Kurt watched Blaine fall apart before bending him practically in half, chasing his own release. Kurt felt his orgasm simmering low in his stomach and he groaned as the heat spread out and exploded from him. Kurt fell forward on top of Blaine and kissed his shoulder. They laid there together in silence for several minutes as they regained their breath. Then Kurt rolled off of him and curled around his side.
“Was that ok?” Kurt asked. Now that the lust had faded, he was worried that he’d pushed Blaine too far.
“It was perfect.” Blaine answered dreamily.
“Really?”
“Yeah. This isn’t something that I want us to do every day but it was great.”
Kurt kissed Blaine softly and cuddled him closer.
“I love you. Always.” Kurt whispered as his eyes fell shut.
“I love you too.”