Fic: In College You Know Who You Are-- Epilogue
Title: In College You Know Who You Are--Epilogue
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Both of the boys have graduated from college and they've moved to New York together. What do you do when you're 23 years old and living together in your first apartment? Have sex in every room.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1.
Warnings for this part: Sex marathon!
It had been a very long three days filled with heavy boxes and even heavier furniture. Kurt had woken them all up at 4 am on Thursday morning and they'd piled into the truck they'd rented for the trip. Burt was still grumbling about needing more coffee as he drove but all in all, they were in pretty good moods. The truck was packed full of everything from Kurt's room in Ohio and Kurt knew that this was it. He wasn't going to be living in the small on campus apartment that he and Rachel had shared during the school year and he wasn't going to be coming home every summer anymore. He was a college graduate and he was going back to New York to make his dreams come true. By the time the sun was setting on Saturday evening, Kurt was exhausted. Burt hugged them goodbye before heading over to a nearby hotel-- he'd be leaving for Ohio first thing in the morning. Kurt closed the door behind his father and looked around. The apartment was small but it already felt like home. They had nice second hand furniture and a fully stocked kitchen. But what really made it feel perfect was the fact that Blaine was sprawled out across the couch with his arms draped across his face. Kurt could see that his boyfriend was completely wiped out-- he and Burt had done most of the moving while Kurt barked orders-- but Kurt wasn't ready to go to sleep just yet. This was their new home and Kurt was ready to christen it. He just hoped that Blaine had the energy necessary to do it.
"Tired, baby?" Kurt asked softly, Covering Blaine's body with his own.
"God yes. How do you have so much stuff? Almost the entire truck was filled with your clothes and furniture!" Blaine groaned from behind his arms.
"Blaine, we've done nothing but fall into bed asleep for the past 3 nights. Don't you want to have sex all over the apartment?" Kurt pressed his hips down against Blaine's and smirked when Blaine's arched into him.
"Kurt, I really think I'm too tired to have sex all over the apartment. I think you'll be lucky if I stay awake for one round." Blaine yawned.
"Ok then sleeping beauty, come on. We'll get into bed first-- but tomorrow? You owe me."
Kurt pulled Blaine off the couch and towards the bedroom. They stripped off their clothes the second the entered the room and Kurt made sure everything was securely put in the hamper before he pressed Blaine back against the bed. Blaine blinked at him sleepily but his body was definitely interested. Kurt wrapped his hand around Blaine's erection and pumped it a few times, making Blaine gasp and thrust into his hand. Once he was sure that Blaine was going to participate, Kurt fumbled around in the nightstand for lube. Everything had shifted around a bit in the move but Kurt finally found the tube under a few old letters and his iPod. Blaine reached out for the bottle but Kurt placed his hand on Blaine's chest and pushed him back down flat on the bed.
"I'll take care of everything. You just lay back and enjoy."
Blaine nodded and swallowed thickly. His eyes were still a little out of focus but he was watching Kurt intently. Kurt drizzled lube on his first two fingers then reached between his own legs to circle his slick fingers around his entrance. Kurt whimpered softly as he slid his fingers inside himself, rocking down against his hand. Blaine whined and pushed himself up to mouth sloppily along Kurt's collarbone and jaw before claiming his lips in a feverish kiss. Blaine swallowed every gasp and moan that Kurt made while he worked himself open. It was almost too much for Kurt-- he'd wanted Blaine all day. Kurt scissored and twisted his fingers inside himself impatiently, before pulling them free and resituating Blaine against the pillows. Kurt quickly found the lube again and slathered it on Blaine's cock before capping the bottle and tossing it aside. Then Kurt was steadying Blaine's erection with one hand while he slowly sank down on it.
"Fuck Kurt..." Blaine groaned, his eyes fluttering shut and his hands coming up to grip around Kurt's hips.
Kurt sat still for a moment, his own eyes shut and his body taut. He'd needed Blaine inside of him all day and he wanted to enjoy feeling so full and stretched. Finally, after several long minutes, Kurt realized that Blaine was gripping his hips hard enough to bruise and was begging him to move. Kurt rocked his hips gently at first, swiveling and grinding down on Blaine's cock. It felt so good and Kurt wanted more. He shakily pulled himself up until only the head of Blaine’s cock was still inside of him then dropped down with a high pitched moan. Kurt kept that pace, fucking himself roughly on Blaine’s dick.
There was no way that they were going to last at this pace. They hadn’t had sex in days and they were both so tired. Kurt reached down to stroke his own cock in time with his fervent rocking. Blaine’s hips were meeting his every thrust and Kurt concentrated on the heat building low in his stomach. Kurt ground their hips together and gasped when Blaine’s cock his is prostate. Everything went white in front of his eyes and he wailed as his orgasm rushed over him. Blaine’s hips snapped up hard then he was gasping too, filling Kurt up with his come. Kurt ignored the sticky mess all over Blaine’s chest and collapsed down against him.
“Do we have baby wipes in the drawer still?” Blaine asked sleepily.
“I think so.”
Kurt didn’t move from Blaine’s chest as he rummaged through the drawer and found the wipes. He mopped them up then tossed everything off the bed. Blaine chuckled at Kurt’s uncharacteristic laziness and snuggled close to his boyfriend. They were home.
***
Kurt woke up the next morning and grimaced. He was sticky and gross all over from moving then having sex with Blaine. There was no way that he was going to be able to make breakfast until after he had a shower. With a sigh, Kurt dragged himself out of bed and headed into the bathroom. He stepped into the spray as soon as the water was hot and sighed in relief. He could feel all the sweat and dirt rinsing away from his body. He tipped his head back and just let the water rush over his face and hair. The water was so loud in his ears that he didn’t hear the door open or Blaine getting into the shower. The next thing Kurt knew, he was pressed up against the wall with Blaine’s mouth hot and open against his own.
Blaine tore his mouth away from Kurt’s with a groan and trailed it down the side of his neck. Kurt could feel all the blood in his body rushing downwards towards his cock and he thrusted his hips against Blaine’s. Everything was too hot-- the water, Blaine’s mouth, Blaine’s body pressed against him-- and Kurt was gasping for air. But then Blaine was shifting away from him and Kurt didn’t even get a chance to complain before Blaine was spinning him around to face the wall.
Kurt pressed his cheek against the cool tile and groaned. Blaine had some how managed to find the silicone lube and he was pressing his slick fingers against Kurt’s still sensitive hole. Kurt whimpered a little when Blaine slid inside, he was still tender from the night before but he didn’t stop him. He wanted this today. Blaine gently prepared him, crooking his fingers and stroking his prostate while he stretched him open. He peppered kisses along Kurt’s shoulders while fucked Kurt with his fingers, ignoring Kurt’s pleas for more. He didn’t pull away until he had three fingers gliding smoothly in and out of Kurt--even though Kurt had been clinging to the wall and begging brokenly for several minutes.
Blaine quickly spread more lube on his dick before gripping Kurt’s hips and sheathing himself in one smooth stroke. Kurt cried out sharply and pressed his hips back, eager for more. Blaine snapped his hips sharply, setting up a fast rhythm that had Kurt writhing under his hands instantly. Blaine reached around and stroked Kurt’s leaking cock in time with his thrusts.
“Harder Blaine… please!” Kurt whined, trying to buck into each of Blaine’s thrusts.
Blaine chuckled lowly against Kurt’s ear and nibbled at his ear lobe.
“I don’t want you to get too sore baby-- you said you wanna have sex all over the apartment.”
Kurt felt like Blaine’s words were fire in his veins. They were going to have sex all day until they were both too tired to move. Kurt could see them now, all over the kitchen counters and the living room couch. It was too much and Kurt knew that this was only the beginning. With a keening wail Kurt came, spattering the wall and Blaine’s hand. Blaine bit roughly at his shoulder and thrusted a few more times before burying himself deep and holding himself there as he came. They slumped together against the wall for a second before realizing that the water was going cold very quickly. Blaine gently pulled out of him and they rushed through the rest of their shower.
Kurt didn’t bother to put on much after his shower. He slipped on a pair of soft boxers and ran his comb through his damp hair. Blaine was still toweling off when Kurt padded into the kitchen and started getting food out for breakfast. He figured they were going to need energy so he started making coffee. Blaine came in just as Kurt was putting bagels in the toaster. He paused the kiss the back of Kurt’s hair then grabbed the fruit Kurt had already set out and started cutting it up for fruit salad. After a few moments, they had fruit salad, yogurt, bagels and coffee all ready and spread out for them to eat.
Breakfast was quiet-- but not awkwardly so. They were both content to eat their breakfast and enjoy each others company. Kurt was just finishing his bagel when Blaine spoke up.
“Have you had enough to eat?” He asked softly.
Kurt cocked his head at him for a moment. Between them they’d demolished the fruit salad and bagels but why did Blaine want to know if he’d had enough-- oh. Blaine’s eyes were hot as they took in every inch of Kurt’s body. Kurt nodded weakly and Blaine gathered up the dishes and sat them on the counter. Kurt stood up and was about to ask Blaine what he wanted to do when Blaine picked him up and laid him down on the table.
“Blaine! We eat at the table!” Kurt gasped.
“We can wipe it off later.” Blaine growled.
Kurt was still open from being fucked in the shower and Blaine wasted no time pulling the bottle of lube out of the pocket on his shorts. Kurt smiled at his boyfriends foresight but all thoughts of anything but Blaine’s body was quickly driven out of his mind when Blaine coated himself with lube and gently pressed inside of his body.
“Fuck!” Kurt hissed, arching into the burning sensation. It hurt but it felt so good at the same time.
“Ok?” Blaine asked, pausing after he bottomed out.
“Yeah, but gentle this time.” Kurt whispered, burying his face against Blaine’s chest.
Blaine nodded and began to move in slow, shallow thrusts. He tilted Kurt’s face up to his and kissed him leisurely, taking his time to map out every inch of Kurt’s mouth with his tongue. Kurt wrapped his legs around Blaine’s waist and rocked up into his thrusts, urging him a little faster. They rocked together for what felt like forever, kissing and gripping each other tight. It was almost a shock when Blaine’s hand slid down to wrap around his cock-- his orgasm built so rapidly that Kurt didn’t even have a chance to make a sound. Kurt gasped and rode out his release, bucking into Blaine’s hand and whining when Blaine moved his hand back down to his hips.
Kurt shook his head to clear it of the fog left from his orgasm and grinned up at Blaine. He was being so careful and thrusting gently-- even though Kurt was sure he wanted to slam into him until he came. Kurt wrapped his legs tighter and dragged his fingernails down Blaine’s back. Blaine’s hips bucked erratically and Kurt knew he was close.
“Come for me Blaine.”
Blaine’s hips thrusted hard twice before he was biting down on Kurt’s shoulder and spilling inside of him.
“Fuck.” Blaine panted, kissing the spot he’d bitten.
“You’re crushing me. Lets go lay on the couch.” Kurt pushed Blaine off of him with a laugh.
Blaine stumbled to his feet and grabbed the paper towels off the counter. He wiped up them off and righted their shorts before dragging Kurt into the living room to snuggle. Kurt turned the tv on to some random reality show before laying down on top of Blaine and rubbing his cheek against his chest. Blaine wrapped his arms securely around Kurt’s waist and sighed happily. Blaine dozed off, completely content just having Kurt in his arms.
Kurt sat up and smirked down at his boyfriend. Blaine was snoring softly in his sleep but Kurt was ready for more. They still had this room to christen. Kurt fought with Blaine’s shorts until he finally got them off without waking Blaine and he dug around in the pockets until he found the lube. Kurt uncapped the bottle and coated his fingers before nudging Blaine’s legs apart. Kurt circled Blaine’s hole before sliding a finger inside of Blaine and crooking it. Blaine groaned roughly and blinked awake, staring owlishly down at his boyfriend.
“Kurt, I don’t think I can get hard again!” Blaine whined, but his hips were moving against Kurt’s hand.
“Sure you can honey. I have faith in your stamina.” Kurt laughed.
He leaned down to kiss Blaine, licking into his mouth as he added another finger inside of him. Blaine rocked into the motion, groaning into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt rubbed against Blaine’s prostate ruthlessly, forcing his body to respond to him. Blaine was gasping and writhing on the couch in no time but Kurt wasn’t done teasing him yet. He pulled back long enough to add more lube then slid three fingers inside of Blaine. The stretch was perfect and Blaine felt his cock begin to leak on his stomach.
“Kurt, you were right-- now please fuck me.” Blaine groaned.
“You’re sure you’re turned on enough? I do want you to enjoy this.” Kurt smirked.
Blaine growled and reached down to roughly stroke his own cock. The head was shiny with pre-come and Kurt couldn’t help sliding down and tasting him. Blaine moaned loudly and tried to keep his hips still but the suction felt too good. Kurt pulled off of his cock with a lewd pop and sat back. Blaine watched him pour lube over his erection then he paused to stare at Blaine.
“I really don’t think there’s enough room on this couch.” Kurt mused.
“Where do you want me?” Blaine asked. He would do anything Kurt wanted as long as he fucked him soon.
“Get down on the floor on your hands and knees.” Kurt slid down to the floor and waited for Blaine to follow him.
Blaine scrambled off the couch and positioned himself in front of Kurt. He wiggled his hips enticingly and Kurt smacked his hip in retaliation. Blaine laughed and rested his head against his folded arms. Kurt got up on his knees and rubbed his cock against Blaine’s stretched opening-- swatting Blaine’s ass against when he tried to impale himself on Kurt’s cock.
“You can stop teasing me anytime now.” Blaine growled.
“Tell me what you want baby and I’ll give it to you.”
“I want you to fuck me hard, Kurt. Please.”
Kurt held himself steady then thrust inside of Blaine. He didn’t pause to let Blaine adjust-- instead he pulled back and slammed back in, rocking Blaine forward on his elbows with the force of his thrusts. Blaine groaned loudly and pushed himself back to meet every rough thrust. It felt fucking perfect and Blaine let himself go lax in Kurt’s grip. He wanted Kurt to fuck him, use him up. Kurt’s hand slid from his hip and moved towards Blaine’s cock but he batted his hand away. He wanted to feel Kurt come inside of him. Kurt seemed to understand what he wanted and his thrusts became rougher and erratic as he chased his release.
“Fuck baby, I’m so close.” Kurt gasped.
“I want you to. I want to feel you come, Kurt.” Blaine keened, his whole body on fire with pleasure.
Kurt’s rhythm faltered as he thrust deep inside of Blaine and froze. His orgasm was like an explosion and he barely kept himself upright as he came hot and thick inside of his boyfriend. Blaine was moaning loudly and trembling, his arms and legs close to giving out. Kurt wrapped one arm firmly around his waist to hold him up and wrapped the other around Blaine’s drooling cock. It only took two strokes before Blaine was backing hard and coming. Kurt held him tight until his shaking limbs steadied, then he pulled out of him and pressed a kiss to his sweaty back.
“We need another shower.” Kurt whispered, wrinkling his nose.
“Can we cuddle first. I feel needy.” Blaine answered, crawling back towards the couch.
Kurt smiled at Blaine and jogged over to the kitchen counter for the paper towels again. Once they were clean enough to lay on the couch, they both flopped down onto the cushions. Blaine immediately wrapped around Kurt and was asleep in seconds. Kurt petted his hair fondly and let his own eyes slip shut-- they could take a shower later.
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Both of the boys have graduated from college and they've moved to New York together. What do you do when you're 23 years old and living together in your first apartment? Have sex in every room.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1.
Warnings for this part: Sex marathon!
It had been a very long three days filled with heavy boxes and even heavier furniture. Kurt had woken them all up at 4 am on Thursday morning and they'd piled into the truck they'd rented for the trip. Burt was still grumbling about needing more coffee as he drove but all in all, they were in pretty good moods. The truck was packed full of everything from Kurt's room in Ohio and Kurt knew that this was it. He wasn't going to be living in the small on campus apartment that he and Rachel had shared during the school year and he wasn't going to be coming home every summer anymore. He was a college graduate and he was going back to New York to make his dreams come true. By the time the sun was setting on Saturday evening, Kurt was exhausted. Burt hugged them goodbye before heading over to a nearby hotel-- he'd be leaving for Ohio first thing in the morning. Kurt closed the door behind his father and looked around. The apartment was small but it already felt like home. They had nice second hand furniture and a fully stocked kitchen. But what really made it feel perfect was the fact that Blaine was sprawled out across the couch with his arms draped across his face. Kurt could see that his boyfriend was completely wiped out-- he and Burt had done most of the moving while Kurt barked orders-- but Kurt wasn't ready to go to sleep just yet. This was their new home and Kurt was ready to christen it. He just hoped that Blaine had the energy necessary to do it.
"Tired, baby?" Kurt asked softly, Covering Blaine's body with his own.
"God yes. How do you have so much stuff? Almost the entire truck was filled with your clothes and furniture!" Blaine groaned from behind his arms.
"Blaine, we've done nothing but fall into bed asleep for the past 3 nights. Don't you want to have sex all over the apartment?" Kurt pressed his hips down against Blaine's and smirked when Blaine's arched into him.
"Kurt, I really think I'm too tired to have sex all over the apartment. I think you'll be lucky if I stay awake for one round." Blaine yawned.
"Ok then sleeping beauty, come on. We'll get into bed first-- but tomorrow? You owe me."
Kurt pulled Blaine off the couch and towards the bedroom. They stripped off their clothes the second the entered the room and Kurt made sure everything was securely put in the hamper before he pressed Blaine back against the bed. Blaine blinked at him sleepily but his body was definitely interested. Kurt wrapped his hand around Blaine's erection and pumped it a few times, making Blaine gasp and thrust into his hand. Once he was sure that Blaine was going to participate, Kurt fumbled around in the nightstand for lube. Everything had shifted around a bit in the move but Kurt finally found the tube under a few old letters and his iPod. Blaine reached out for the bottle but Kurt placed his hand on Blaine's chest and pushed him back down flat on the bed.
"I'll take care of everything. You just lay back and enjoy."
Blaine nodded and swallowed thickly. His eyes were still a little out of focus but he was watching Kurt intently. Kurt drizzled lube on his first two fingers then reached between his own legs to circle his slick fingers around his entrance. Kurt whimpered softly as he slid his fingers inside himself, rocking down against his hand. Blaine whined and pushed himself up to mouth sloppily along Kurt's collarbone and jaw before claiming his lips in a feverish kiss. Blaine swallowed every gasp and moan that Kurt made while he worked himself open. It was almost too much for Kurt-- he'd wanted Blaine all day. Kurt scissored and twisted his fingers inside himself impatiently, before pulling them free and resituating Blaine against the pillows. Kurt quickly found the lube again and slathered it on Blaine's cock before capping the bottle and tossing it aside. Then Kurt was steadying Blaine's erection with one hand while he slowly sank down on it.
"Fuck Kurt..." Blaine groaned, his eyes fluttering shut and his hands coming up to grip around Kurt's hips.
Kurt sat still for a moment, his own eyes shut and his body taut. He'd needed Blaine inside of him all day and he wanted to enjoy feeling so full and stretched. Finally, after several long minutes, Kurt realized that Blaine was gripping his hips hard enough to bruise and was begging him to move. Kurt rocked his hips gently at first, swiveling and grinding down on Blaine's cock. It felt so good and Kurt wanted more. He shakily pulled himself up until only the head of Blaine’s cock was still inside of him then dropped down with a high pitched moan. Kurt kept that pace, fucking himself roughly on Blaine’s dick.
There was no way that they were going to last at this pace. They hadn’t had sex in days and they were both so tired. Kurt reached down to stroke his own cock in time with his fervent rocking. Blaine’s hips were meeting his every thrust and Kurt concentrated on the heat building low in his stomach. Kurt ground their hips together and gasped when Blaine’s cock his is prostate. Everything went white in front of his eyes and he wailed as his orgasm rushed over him. Blaine’s hips snapped up hard then he was gasping too, filling Kurt up with his come. Kurt ignored the sticky mess all over Blaine’s chest and collapsed down against him.
“Do we have baby wipes in the drawer still?” Blaine asked sleepily.
“I think so.”
Kurt didn’t move from Blaine’s chest as he rummaged through the drawer and found the wipes. He mopped them up then tossed everything off the bed. Blaine chuckled at Kurt’s uncharacteristic laziness and snuggled close to his boyfriend. They were home.
***
Kurt woke up the next morning and grimaced. He was sticky and gross all over from moving then having sex with Blaine. There was no way that he was going to be able to make breakfast until after he had a shower. With a sigh, Kurt dragged himself out of bed and headed into the bathroom. He stepped into the spray as soon as the water was hot and sighed in relief. He could feel all the sweat and dirt rinsing away from his body. He tipped his head back and just let the water rush over his face and hair. The water was so loud in his ears that he didn’t hear the door open or Blaine getting into the shower. The next thing Kurt knew, he was pressed up against the wall with Blaine’s mouth hot and open against his own.
Blaine tore his mouth away from Kurt’s with a groan and trailed it down the side of his neck. Kurt could feel all the blood in his body rushing downwards towards his cock and he thrusted his hips against Blaine’s. Everything was too hot-- the water, Blaine’s mouth, Blaine’s body pressed against him-- and Kurt was gasping for air. But then Blaine was shifting away from him and Kurt didn’t even get a chance to complain before Blaine was spinning him around to face the wall.
Kurt pressed his cheek against the cool tile and groaned. Blaine had some how managed to find the silicone lube and he was pressing his slick fingers against Kurt’s still sensitive hole. Kurt whimpered a little when Blaine slid inside, he was still tender from the night before but he didn’t stop him. He wanted this today. Blaine gently prepared him, crooking his fingers and stroking his prostate while he stretched him open. He peppered kisses along Kurt’s shoulders while fucked Kurt with his fingers, ignoring Kurt’s pleas for more. He didn’t pull away until he had three fingers gliding smoothly in and out of Kurt--even though Kurt had been clinging to the wall and begging brokenly for several minutes.
Blaine quickly spread more lube on his dick before gripping Kurt’s hips and sheathing himself in one smooth stroke. Kurt cried out sharply and pressed his hips back, eager for more. Blaine snapped his hips sharply, setting up a fast rhythm that had Kurt writhing under his hands instantly. Blaine reached around and stroked Kurt’s leaking cock in time with his thrusts.
“Harder Blaine… please!” Kurt whined, trying to buck into each of Blaine’s thrusts.
Blaine chuckled lowly against Kurt’s ear and nibbled at his ear lobe.
“I don’t want you to get too sore baby-- you said you wanna have sex all over the apartment.”
Kurt felt like Blaine’s words were fire in his veins. They were going to have sex all day until they were both too tired to move. Kurt could see them now, all over the kitchen counters and the living room couch. It was too much and Kurt knew that this was only the beginning. With a keening wail Kurt came, spattering the wall and Blaine’s hand. Blaine bit roughly at his shoulder and thrusted a few more times before burying himself deep and holding himself there as he came. They slumped together against the wall for a second before realizing that the water was going cold very quickly. Blaine gently pulled out of him and they rushed through the rest of their shower.
Kurt didn’t bother to put on much after his shower. He slipped on a pair of soft boxers and ran his comb through his damp hair. Blaine was still toweling off when Kurt padded into the kitchen and started getting food out for breakfast. He figured they were going to need energy so he started making coffee. Blaine came in just as Kurt was putting bagels in the toaster. He paused the kiss the back of Kurt’s hair then grabbed the fruit Kurt had already set out and started cutting it up for fruit salad. After a few moments, they had fruit salad, yogurt, bagels and coffee all ready and spread out for them to eat.
Breakfast was quiet-- but not awkwardly so. They were both content to eat their breakfast and enjoy each others company. Kurt was just finishing his bagel when Blaine spoke up.
“Have you had enough to eat?” He asked softly.
Kurt cocked his head at him for a moment. Between them they’d demolished the fruit salad and bagels but why did Blaine want to know if he’d had enough-- oh. Blaine’s eyes were hot as they took in every inch of Kurt’s body. Kurt nodded weakly and Blaine gathered up the dishes and sat them on the counter. Kurt stood up and was about to ask Blaine what he wanted to do when Blaine picked him up and laid him down on the table.
“Blaine! We eat at the table!” Kurt gasped.
“We can wipe it off later.” Blaine growled.
Kurt was still open from being fucked in the shower and Blaine wasted no time pulling the bottle of lube out of the pocket on his shorts. Kurt smiled at his boyfriends foresight but all thoughts of anything but Blaine’s body was quickly driven out of his mind when Blaine coated himself with lube and gently pressed inside of his body.
“Fuck!” Kurt hissed, arching into the burning sensation. It hurt but it felt so good at the same time.
“Ok?” Blaine asked, pausing after he bottomed out.
“Yeah, but gentle this time.” Kurt whispered, burying his face against Blaine’s chest.
Blaine nodded and began to move in slow, shallow thrusts. He tilted Kurt’s face up to his and kissed him leisurely, taking his time to map out every inch of Kurt’s mouth with his tongue. Kurt wrapped his legs around Blaine’s waist and rocked up into his thrusts, urging him a little faster. They rocked together for what felt like forever, kissing and gripping each other tight. It was almost a shock when Blaine’s hand slid down to wrap around his cock-- his orgasm built so rapidly that Kurt didn’t even have a chance to make a sound. Kurt gasped and rode out his release, bucking into Blaine’s hand and whining when Blaine moved his hand back down to his hips.
Kurt shook his head to clear it of the fog left from his orgasm and grinned up at Blaine. He was being so careful and thrusting gently-- even though Kurt was sure he wanted to slam into him until he came. Kurt wrapped his legs tighter and dragged his fingernails down Blaine’s back. Blaine’s hips bucked erratically and Kurt knew he was close.
“Come for me Blaine.”
Blaine’s hips thrusted hard twice before he was biting down on Kurt’s shoulder and spilling inside of him.
“Fuck.” Blaine panted, kissing the spot he’d bitten.
“You’re crushing me. Lets go lay on the couch.” Kurt pushed Blaine off of him with a laugh.
Blaine stumbled to his feet and grabbed the paper towels off the counter. He wiped up them off and righted their shorts before dragging Kurt into the living room to snuggle. Kurt turned the tv on to some random reality show before laying down on top of Blaine and rubbing his cheek against his chest. Blaine wrapped his arms securely around Kurt’s waist and sighed happily. Blaine dozed off, completely content just having Kurt in his arms.
Kurt sat up and smirked down at his boyfriend. Blaine was snoring softly in his sleep but Kurt was ready for more. They still had this room to christen. Kurt fought with Blaine’s shorts until he finally got them off without waking Blaine and he dug around in the pockets until he found the lube. Kurt uncapped the bottle and coated his fingers before nudging Blaine’s legs apart. Kurt circled Blaine’s hole before sliding a finger inside of Blaine and crooking it. Blaine groaned roughly and blinked awake, staring owlishly down at his boyfriend.
“Kurt, I don’t think I can get hard again!” Blaine whined, but his hips were moving against Kurt’s hand.
“Sure you can honey. I have faith in your stamina.” Kurt laughed.
He leaned down to kiss Blaine, licking into his mouth as he added another finger inside of him. Blaine rocked into the motion, groaning into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt rubbed against Blaine’s prostate ruthlessly, forcing his body to respond to him. Blaine was gasping and writhing on the couch in no time but Kurt wasn’t done teasing him yet. He pulled back long enough to add more lube then slid three fingers inside of Blaine. The stretch was perfect and Blaine felt his cock begin to leak on his stomach.
“Kurt, you were right-- now please fuck me.” Blaine groaned.
“You’re sure you’re turned on enough? I do want you to enjoy this.” Kurt smirked.
Blaine growled and reached down to roughly stroke his own cock. The head was shiny with pre-come and Kurt couldn’t help sliding down and tasting him. Blaine moaned loudly and tried to keep his hips still but the suction felt too good. Kurt pulled off of his cock with a lewd pop and sat back. Blaine watched him pour lube over his erection then he paused to stare at Blaine.
“I really don’t think there’s enough room on this couch.” Kurt mused.
“Where do you want me?” Blaine asked. He would do anything Kurt wanted as long as he fucked him soon.
“Get down on the floor on your hands and knees.” Kurt slid down to the floor and waited for Blaine to follow him.
Blaine scrambled off the couch and positioned himself in front of Kurt. He wiggled his hips enticingly and Kurt smacked his hip in retaliation. Blaine laughed and rested his head against his folded arms. Kurt got up on his knees and rubbed his cock against Blaine’s stretched opening-- swatting Blaine’s ass against when he tried to impale himself on Kurt’s cock.
“You can stop teasing me anytime now.” Blaine growled.
“Tell me what you want baby and I’ll give it to you.”
“I want you to fuck me hard, Kurt. Please.”
Kurt held himself steady then thrust inside of Blaine. He didn’t pause to let Blaine adjust-- instead he pulled back and slammed back in, rocking Blaine forward on his elbows with the force of his thrusts. Blaine groaned loudly and pushed himself back to meet every rough thrust. It felt fucking perfect and Blaine let himself go lax in Kurt’s grip. He wanted Kurt to fuck him, use him up. Kurt’s hand slid from his hip and moved towards Blaine’s cock but he batted his hand away. He wanted to feel Kurt come inside of him. Kurt seemed to understand what he wanted and his thrusts became rougher and erratic as he chased his release.
“Fuck baby, I’m so close.” Kurt gasped.
“I want you to. I want to feel you come, Kurt.” Blaine keened, his whole body on fire with pleasure.
Kurt’s rhythm faltered as he thrust deep inside of Blaine and froze. His orgasm was like an explosion and he barely kept himself upright as he came hot and thick inside of his boyfriend. Blaine was moaning loudly and trembling, his arms and legs close to giving out. Kurt wrapped one arm firmly around his waist to hold him up and wrapped the other around Blaine’s drooling cock. It only took two strokes before Blaine was backing hard and coming. Kurt held him tight until his shaking limbs steadied, then he pulled out of him and pressed a kiss to his sweaty back.
“We need another shower.” Kurt whispered, wrinkling his nose.
“Can we cuddle first. I feel needy.” Blaine answered, crawling back towards the couch.
Kurt smiled at Blaine and jogged over to the kitchen counter for the paper towels again. Once they were clean enough to lay on the couch, they both flopped down onto the cushions. Blaine immediately wrapped around Kurt and was asleep in seconds. Kurt petted his hair fondly and let his own eyes slip shut-- they could take a shower later.