Fic: Tease
Title: Tease
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Written for a prompt on the Kink Meme. Kurt has a boypussy and is very confident. He likes to tease Blaine until he cracks and fucks him. This is three one-shots where Kurt uses is bp to make Blaine crazy.
Warnings: BP!Kurt, cross-dressing
Part 1:
Kurt towel dried his hair as he walked into the bedroom after his shower. Blaine was due home from work any minute and Kurt wanted to surprise him. He pulled a thin white button down shirt out of his closet and pulled it on-- buttoning it only halfway up his chest. Kurt grinned at his reflection when he saw just how much of his chest and collarbone was exposed. Then he spun around in the mirror and watched the way the shirt tails flew up and exposed his ass and pussy. With a smug smirk, Kurt combed his hair until it was laying artfully on his forehead. Perfect.
Kurt had come a long way since his baby penguin days. Back in high school Kurt had been terrified that someone would find out about his pussy. He never changed in the locker rooms at school-- he rarely even used the bathrooms at all. When he and Blaine had first started dating, Kurt had kept his mouth shut about his different genitalia. He didn’t want to send the first boy to ever find him attractive running away. It wasn’t until nearly a year later and the physical side of their relationship was really beginning to develop that he told Blaine about it. Luckily, Blaine was fine with his pussy. In fact, Blaine LOVED it. And that was something that Kurt learned to use to his advantage. Now that he and Blaine were both in New York together, Kurt had the chance to tease Blaine all the time-- and tonight was one of those nights. They had both been too busy with finals for the past two weeks to do more than fall into bed and sleep every night but tonight-- tonight Kurt was getting fucked.
“Kurt? I’m home!” Blaine called, slamming the door behind him.
Kurt heard Blaine drop his books on the kitchen table. As usual, half of them slid to the floor and Kurt laughed. Blaine made this too easy.
“Blaine, your text books cost over 100 dollars each… you really shouldn’t throw them on the floor.” Kurt scolded, bending down to pick the books up off the floor.
Kurt heard Blaine choke on his own spit and fought to keep his face straight. He sat the books carefully on the table and turned to face his boyfriend. Blaine’s cheeks were slowly filling with color and his eyes were wide and dark.
“I…I didn’t mean to throw them on the floor.” Blaine muttered softly.
“I know you didn’t baby, it’s ok.” Kurt crowded up against Blaine and pressed their lips together sweetly. Chastely. Blaine whimpered against his lips and Kurt drew back to meet his gaze.
“Are you hungry? I haven’t had dinner yet. I thought we could order out since we’ve been so busy this week. We could relax and have dinner together while we catch up on our shows.” Kurt keeps his voice innocent and light. He wants to see how far he can push Blaine.
Blaine wets his dry lips and clears his throat. Kurt can see how much he wants to bend him over the table that very instant but he’s warring with his self control. Blaine isn’t proud of how quickly he falls apart when he see’s Kurt’s pussy-- he tries to hard to be a gentleman all the time-- but he just can’t help himself.
“Yeah, yeah we can do that.” Blaine says hoarsely.
Kurt grabs his phone and orders them dinner while Blaine cues up the tivo. They settled down on the couch together, Kurt’s feet slung into Blaine’s lap. Kurt watched as Blaine calms down a little, the tv providing a good distraction. Kurt can’t help but tease him a little more when the doorbell rings. He jumps to his feet and grabs his debit card like he’s going to answer the door in just his shirt-- but Blaine grabs him around the waist and plucks the card from his fingers. Kurt watches as Blaine keeps the door shut just enough to keep Kurt hidden from view. Blaine’s possessiveness causes Kurt’s skin to tingle and heat to simmer low in his belly. Kurt waits anxiously for Blaine to bring the food back to the coffee table and spread it out between them.
“So how was your last final today?” Kurt asks between bites.
“It was alright. It was a music theory final so it wasn’t too hard. I enjoyed the class so studying for it was no hardship. I bet you had a better day though since you finished up yesterday. You got to sleep in and feel human!” Blaine laughed.
“It was a nice change of pace, that is for sure.” Kurt let Blaine eat most of his dinner before he put his plan back into motion. He had ordered a small desert for them to share. Kurt grabbed it and caught Blaine’s eye as he took a bite. “Oh my god Blaine, this is so good!”
Blaine grinned at him and opened his mouth for a bite. Kurt crawled across the couch until he was straddling Blaine’s lap and fed him a small bite of the cake. Blaine’s eyes fell shut and he groaned a little as he chewed it up-- but it had nothing to do with the cake in his mouth. Kurt was pressing his bare pussy down against his thigh and he knew that Blaine could feel how hot it was through his jeans.
“Fuck Kurt.” Blaine whispered, burying his face against Kurt’s collarbone.
“That’s what I was going for here, Blaine.”
Blaine looks up at him for a long moment before snaking his hand down under Kurt’s shirt. The flaps are barely concealing his pussy now and Blaine pushes them away impatiently. He slides his fingers over Kurt’s clit carefully, rubbing small circles around it until Kurt is rocking into his hand. Blaine could feel Kurt getting wetter against his thigh and he slipped his fingers lower until he was able to slide two fingers inside of his pussy.
“Fuck Blaine, that feels so good. Moremoremoremoremore…” Kurt begged, digging his fingernails into Blaine’s shoulders.
Blaine captured Kurt’s mouth in a bruising kiss, nipping at his lower lip and licking at his teeth. Kurt whimpered against his mouth and tilted his hips so that Blaine to fuck him deeper with his fingers. Kurt could feel himself getting closer with every thrust but then Blaine crooked his fingers up sharply and Kurt saw stars behind his eyes. Blaine kept pressing against that spot, rubbing it roughly until Kurt couldn’t hold out anymore and he came hard all over Blaine’s hand. Blaine pulled his fingers free and raised them to his lips and licked them clean. Kurt growled and tore at the buttons on Blaine’s jeans until he was able to pull his hard dick out. He didn’t bother with the rest of their clothes-- they could always take their time during the second round.
“God you taste good, Kurt.” Blaine murmured, kissing him again and again.
Kurt shakily positioned himself above Blaine’s erection and sank down on it with a sigh. He wasted no time starting up a rhythm, bouncing up and down as hard and fast as he could. He needed to feel Blaine inside of him, he needed to feel the burn in his thighs-- he just needed so much. It felt like it had been forever since they’d done this and he wanted to feel everything so sharply. Blaine was groaning helplessly below him, gripping his hips and keeping him steady as he rode his cock. Blaine snapped his hips up to meet each thrust and Kurt wailed.
“Harder.” Kurt whined, arching and throwing his head back.
Blaine bit his lip and bucked his hips harder. There was sweat pouring down his neck and back but he ignored the discomfort. He had to give Kurt everything he wanted. Kurt was keening in his lap and grinding his pussy down hard with every thrust and Blaine knew that this wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Squeeze around me baby.” Blaine gasped.
Kurt clenched his muscles tight, milking Blaine’s cock with every swivel of his hips.
“Fuck!” Blaine swore, thrusting erratically as his orgasm built.
Kurt reached down and rubbed his clit roughly his orgasm slammed into him hard. He fell weakly against Blaine, twitching with after shocks as Blaine continues to pound into him. Then Blaine thrust up hard and froze as he filled Kurt’s spasming pussy with his come. They slumped down onto the couch breathlessly, Kurt still clenching around Blaine’s softening dick.
“Maybe we should clean up all this mess.” Kurt said after they had both regained their breath.
Blaine helps Kurt to his feet then pulls his pants up. Kurt can feel come starting to trickle down his leg but he ignores it. He bends down to start collecting take out containers but squeaks Blaine grabs him around his waist and pulls him towards the bedroom.
“We can clean it up tomorrow.” Blaine growls.
“That is so ok with me.”
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Part 2:
“Well, what do you think?” Kurt asked, spinning around so that Blaine could see his whole outfit.
Blaine swallowed hard. Kurt was wearing a short black kilt over top of soft black leggings with knee high docs and a soft cream colored sweater. What was really driving Blaine crazy was the fact that he knew Kurt wasn’t wearing underwear under his leggings-- when Kurt spun around, Blaine could plainly see the outline of his pussy in the stretchy black material. There was no way Blaine was going to make it through this party without losing his mind.
“Well?” Kurt smirked, putting his hands on his hips.
“You look great.” Blaine mumbled, eyes still locked on Kurt’s kilt.
“Thank you baby.” Kurt bent down to kiss his forehead then moved over to the vanity to fix his hair.
Blaine fought to keep his composure. Kurt had taken his time to fix his hair before dragging him out to the car and driving over to Puck’s house. They were back in Ohio for a week and Kurt was really excited to see all of his friends again. Blaine was happy to see everyone too-- but Kurt’s outfit was entirely too distracting. They walked inside the house and were immediately grabbed and hugged by their enthusiastic fellow glee-clubbers. Kurt was dragged off by Mercedes and Rachel while Blaine ended up suckered into a card game with Mike, Finn and Puck. There were drinks everywhere and within an hour, Blaine had developed a bit of a buzz.
“So Blaine, are you having fun out in New York?” Mike asked as he studied his hand. He discarded a couple cards then looked up at Blaine.
“Yeah, it’s great. Kurt and I work really hard but it’s a lot of fun too. I don’t miss living out here.”
“Me either. California is great. I can’t believe so many of us got out of here too.” Mike shot a smirk at Puck but he only rolled his eyes good-naturedly.
“My pool business is booming, thank you very much. I like living here.”
Blaine was about to make a joke about there not being many pools in Lima when Kurt breezed over to the table and draped himself across Blaine’s lap. It took Blaine’s alcohol slowed mind to register the feeling but after a moment he realized that he could feel Kurt’s hot pussy through his leggings. Kurt seemed to realize it as well and he wiggled a little bit to ‘get comfortable.’
“Having fun, boys?” Kurt asked airily, grinning around the table.
“We were until you came over here to molest Blaine.” Puck laughed.
Kurt gave Puck the finger and sighed.
“The girls just wanted to talk about how hard it is to keep up with their boyfriends and go to class and look fabulous all at the same time. I tried to explain to them that some people just don’t have the kind of skills that I possess and they kicked me out of their inner circle.” Kurt pouted at Blaine.
Blaine pressed a soft kiss to his pouting mouth and tried to disentangled himself from Kurt. Kurt was still moving around too much on his lap and he could feel himself getting hard in his jeans. Those thin leggings were not much of a barrier and as Kurt rubbed against him he could almost feel the dampness growing between them.
“I think I need another drink.” Blaine said, pushing himself to his feet.
Kurt ground against him one last time before he was sat gently on his feet. Blaine was really thankful that his jeans were loose tonight so he didn’t embarrass himself when he walked towards the kitchen. Kurt walked with him-- but grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom near the kitchen.
“Kurt, what are you doing?” Blaine asked nervously.
“I could feel you getting hard when I was in your lap, Blaine.”
“You were on my lap, of course that made me hard!” Blaine blushed bright pink.
“That’s not all it is though, is it?” Kurt asked, slowly lifting his kilt up.
Blaine couldn’t tear his eyes away. Kurt lifted his kilt all the way up to his hips and Blaine could see his pussy again. The leggings were tight and sticking to him a little due to the humidity between his legs. Blaine wanted to bury his face in his lap and never move again.
“Kurt seriously, you cannot tease me when we’re around our friends. It’s just mean.” Blaine begged.
“Who says I’m teasing you?” Kurt asked cheekily.
Blaine stared at his boyfriend for a long moment before reaching out and locking the door. The clicking sound was loud in the room but Blaine ignored it. He was too busy grabbing Kurt by his shoulders and bending him over the sink. He shoved Kurt’s leggings down to his knees and flipped his kilt up and out of the way.
“Is this what you wanted?” Blaine growled, molding himself against Kurt’s back.
“Yes… We never did this when we were in high school because I was too nervous… but now--” Kurt was interrupted by Blaine’s mouth crashing over his. The angle was all wrong and the kiss was more teeth and tongue than anything else but it was still perfect for them.
Blaine unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down to the floor. He didn’t even bother kicking out of them before he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against Kurt’s wet opening.
“I can’t believe you’re already so hot and wet for me baby.” Blaine groaned, pressing himself inside of Kurt.
Kurt bit down on his lip and forced himself to stay silent. He wanted to shriek when each rough thrust of Blaine’s cock dragged over his g-spot but he swallowed each moan instead. Blaine was panting against his neck as his hips snapped hard and fast behind him. If anyone got close to this door, it would be pretty obvious what was going on inside and that thought alone only made Kurt hotter. The performer in him wanted to get caught-- wanted everyone to see just how much his boyfriend wanted him. Kurt reached down and rubbed fast circles over his clit while Blaine pistoned in and out of him. He could already feel Blaine’s rhythm faltering and he knew that he was going to come soon.
“Fuck Blaine…” Kurt whispered, gasping for air.
“Gonna come and fill your pussy up. Then I’m gonna pull your leggings up and make you go the rest of the night with my come dripping out of you.” Blaine groaned, biting his shoulder.
Kurt’s vision went white instantly and his orgasm slammed into him. He keened loud enough that Blaine clamped a hand over his mouth and kept thrusting until he came deep inside of him. He held himself tight, letting Kurt’s clenching pussy prolong his orgasm. Kurt was laying limp across the sink, his legs too shaky to hold him up. Blaine pulled out carefully then pulled Kurt’s leggings up and righted his kilt.
“Can you even walk, Kurt?” Blaine asked as he grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his dick clean. He tucked himself back into his boxers and pulled his jeans up.
“Maybe?” Kurt whimpered, pushing himself up on unsteady legs. He could feel Blaine’s come hot inside of him and he knew it’d be running down his legs in no time.
“Are you going to learn your lesson about teasing me?”
Kurt shook his head and grinned wickedly.
“No. It’s too much fun.”
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Part 3:
“Ok, close your eyes!” Kurt called from the bedroom. He gave Blaine a minute to comply before he opened the door and walked into the living room.
Blaine was sitting on the couch with his eyes scrunched up. He was sitting ramrod straight on the edge of the couch and Kurt couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriends eagerness. Blaine was very excited to see the Halloween costume that Kurt had been working on all week. Kurt had not let him have a single peek because he wanted the outfit to be a surprise.
“Alright Blaine, you can look.” Kurt placed his hands on his hips and struck a dramatic pose.
Blaine’s eyes blinked open-- then widened comically. Kurt bit his lip to keep from laughing at the awestruck look on Blaine’s face. Kurt knew how hot he looked right now. It had all started a few weeks ago when they were watching Moulin Rouge. Blaine had made a joke about how hot Kurt would look in a corset and instantly, Kurt had begun mentally designing the perfect outfit. His black corset had red laces and dainty lace all around the edges (which had taken forever to add but Kurt wasn’t complaining.) He paired it with a tiny flared skirt that barely skimmed the tops of his thighs, fishnet thigh highs and a red and black feather boa. Kurt spun around to show Blaine is entire outfit and he head Blaine groan when his skirt flew up to reveal the scrap of lace that barely counted as panties underneath it.
“You cannot wear that to the party.” Blaine growled, his voice low and husky.
“Why not? Is it the heels? I know that I’m like towering over you in this but you should be more secure in yourself!” Kurt asked innocently.
Blaine rolled his eyes and reached out to grab Kurt around his waist. He dragged Kurt forward until he fell gracelessly in his lap sealed their mouths together hungrily. Kurt whimpered against Blaine’s lips and tried to pull away from him but Blaine was holding him too tight. After a long moment, Kurt was able to tear his mouth free with a gasp.
“Do you know how long this costume took me to make? You’re going to ruin it if you’re not careful.” Kurt scolded.
“Oh don’t give me that. You’re doing this on purpose. You know exactly why you cannot wear this costume to the party next week.” Blaine fisted his hand in Kurt’s hair and tugged him down until he could whisper hotly in his ear. “You know that I will have to bend you over the bar and fuck you in front of everyone if you do.”
Kurt moaned helpessly in Blaine’s grip. He couldn’t stop himself from swiveling his hips, desperately trying to get some friction on his pussy from Blaine’s thigh. Blaine grasped Kurt by his bottom suddenly and then his was on his feet, carrying Kurt towards the bedroom. Kurt yelped and wrapped both his arms tightly around Blaine’s neck and held on-- but they didn’t make it all the way down the hallway before Blaine had Kurt’s back against the wall and his mouth nipping at the exposed skin of his shoulders.
“Blaine… aren’t we going to go to bed?” Kurt whined, writhing in Blaine’s grasp.
“I couldn’t get that far. God you look so fucking hot like this.”
Kurt let his head fall back against the wall with a dull thump. With shaking fingers, he took the boa from around his shoulders and slung it around Blaine’s, using it as a support rope as he leaned back. Blaine shuddered a little at the tickling sensation of the feathers around his neck but he didn’t complain. Instead, he pushed Kurt’s soaked panties to the side and pressed two fingers into him.
“Blaine! Please fuck me!” Kurt moaned, pulling harder on the boa and forcing Blaine’s face close enough to kiss him.
“You gotta unbutton my pants baby or else I’ll drop you.”
Kurt scrambled to comply, tightening his legs around Blaine’s waist to steady himself. He tore at Blaine’s pants until they were open and Kurt was able to slide them down just enough to free his cock. Blaine pulled his fingers from Kurt’s pussy and helped guide his cock inside of Kurt. They both groaned as Blaine sheathed himself smoothly. Blaine gripped Kurt’s hips hard and pulled back to thrust. Kurt grabbed the dangling ends of the boa and held on for dear life as Blaine slammed into him over and over. Kurt’s head bounced against the wall with each thrust but he didn’t even notice, he was too busy gasping and moaning. He dragged Blaine close with the boa again and pressed their mouths together-- it was too much tongue and teeth but they were both past caring about finesse at this point. Kurt could feel his orgasm building rapidly and it felt like all his nerve endings were on fire. He loved when Blaine was forceful and possessive-- that’s why he teased him in the first place-- and this was absolutely perfect.
“So close.” Kurt gasped.
“That’s my good boy, come for me.” Blaine growled, biting his shoulder hard enough to mark the pale flesh.
Kurt’s vision went white as his orgasm crashed over him in waves, sweeping him away in its intensity. Blaine thrusted shallowly through it, keeping the pleasure sharp and overwhelming. Kurt blinked heavily through the fog in his mind and realized that Blaine was still holding him against the wall and that Blaine’s cock was still hard and throbbing inside of him.
“Blaine?” Kurt questioned him blearily.
Blaine grinned at him wolfishly and pulled out. He gently lowered Kurt to the floor and tugged him towards the bedroom. Once inside he urged Kurt onto the bed and positioned him on his hands and knees. Kurt let his head fall forward to rest against his folded arms and waited. He was still spasming weakly from his first orgasm and he knew that when Blaine slid back inside him that it would be overwhelming.
“Ready baby?” Blaine murmured, kissing his back through his corset.
Kurt nodded numbly and then Blaine was against him, thrust inside of him sharply and fucking him hard. Kurt cried out, clenching hard around Blaine’s dick and bucking back against him. It was just as overwhelming as Kurt thought it would be but the sharp edge of ‘too-much’ made it feel even better. Blaine groaned lowly and thrusted harder, chasing his own release as he reached down to rub at Kurt’s swollen clit. Kurt’s whole body went taut as he felt his insides turn molten. Blaine’s hips slammed into him one more time before he gasped and spilled hotly inside of him. The warm feeling was enough to tip Kurt over the edge again and he fell down to the bed, sobbing and shaking.
Blaine gently lifted himself up and off of Kurt. He settled down beside his boyfriend and ran soothing hands up and down his shivering back. Kurt whimpered and struggled to catch his breath. Blaine helped him to his feet and gently untied the laces to his corset and helped him out of his intricate costume. Kurt smiled at him gratefully then collapsed back on the bed, dragging in huge gasps of breath and finally filling his lungs all the way. Blaine crawled back into bed beside him and pulled the blanket over them both.
“You know you can wear that if you want, right? I don’t like telling you what you can and cannot do.” Blaine whispered, kissing his forehead.
“Oh, I was going to wear it anyway but I appreciate your permission.” Kurt giggled softly.
“I love you.” Blaine snorted, trying not to laugh.
“I love you too.”
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
A/N: Written for a prompt on the Kink Meme. Kurt has a boypussy and is very confident. He likes to tease Blaine until he cracks and fucks him. This is three one-shots where Kurt uses is bp to make Blaine crazy.
Warnings: BP!Kurt, cross-dressing
Part 1:
Kurt towel dried his hair as he walked into the bedroom after his shower. Blaine was due home from work any minute and Kurt wanted to surprise him. He pulled a thin white button down shirt out of his closet and pulled it on-- buttoning it only halfway up his chest. Kurt grinned at his reflection when he saw just how much of his chest and collarbone was exposed. Then he spun around in the mirror and watched the way the shirt tails flew up and exposed his ass and pussy. With a smug smirk, Kurt combed his hair until it was laying artfully on his forehead. Perfect.
Kurt had come a long way since his baby penguin days. Back in high school Kurt had been terrified that someone would find out about his pussy. He never changed in the locker rooms at school-- he rarely even used the bathrooms at all. When he and Blaine had first started dating, Kurt had kept his mouth shut about his different genitalia. He didn’t want to send the first boy to ever find him attractive running away. It wasn’t until nearly a year later and the physical side of their relationship was really beginning to develop that he told Blaine about it. Luckily, Blaine was fine with his pussy. In fact, Blaine LOVED it. And that was something that Kurt learned to use to his advantage. Now that he and Blaine were both in New York together, Kurt had the chance to tease Blaine all the time-- and tonight was one of those nights. They had both been too busy with finals for the past two weeks to do more than fall into bed and sleep every night but tonight-- tonight Kurt was getting fucked.
“Kurt? I’m home!” Blaine called, slamming the door behind him.
Kurt heard Blaine drop his books on the kitchen table. As usual, half of them slid to the floor and Kurt laughed. Blaine made this too easy.
“Blaine, your text books cost over 100 dollars each… you really shouldn’t throw them on the floor.” Kurt scolded, bending down to pick the books up off the floor.
Kurt heard Blaine choke on his own spit and fought to keep his face straight. He sat the books carefully on the table and turned to face his boyfriend. Blaine’s cheeks were slowly filling with color and his eyes were wide and dark.
“I…I didn’t mean to throw them on the floor.” Blaine muttered softly.
“I know you didn’t baby, it’s ok.” Kurt crowded up against Blaine and pressed their lips together sweetly. Chastely. Blaine whimpered against his lips and Kurt drew back to meet his gaze.
“Are you hungry? I haven’t had dinner yet. I thought we could order out since we’ve been so busy this week. We could relax and have dinner together while we catch up on our shows.” Kurt keeps his voice innocent and light. He wants to see how far he can push Blaine.
Blaine wets his dry lips and clears his throat. Kurt can see how much he wants to bend him over the table that very instant but he’s warring with his self control. Blaine isn’t proud of how quickly he falls apart when he see’s Kurt’s pussy-- he tries to hard to be a gentleman all the time-- but he just can’t help himself.
“Yeah, yeah we can do that.” Blaine says hoarsely.
Kurt grabs his phone and orders them dinner while Blaine cues up the tivo. They settled down on the couch together, Kurt’s feet slung into Blaine’s lap. Kurt watched as Blaine calms down a little, the tv providing a good distraction. Kurt can’t help but tease him a little more when the doorbell rings. He jumps to his feet and grabs his debit card like he’s going to answer the door in just his shirt-- but Blaine grabs him around the waist and plucks the card from his fingers. Kurt watches as Blaine keeps the door shut just enough to keep Kurt hidden from view. Blaine’s possessiveness causes Kurt’s skin to tingle and heat to simmer low in his belly. Kurt waits anxiously for Blaine to bring the food back to the coffee table and spread it out between them.
“So how was your last final today?” Kurt asks between bites.
“It was alright. It was a music theory final so it wasn’t too hard. I enjoyed the class so studying for it was no hardship. I bet you had a better day though since you finished up yesterday. You got to sleep in and feel human!” Blaine laughed.
“It was a nice change of pace, that is for sure.” Kurt let Blaine eat most of his dinner before he put his plan back into motion. He had ordered a small desert for them to share. Kurt grabbed it and caught Blaine’s eye as he took a bite. “Oh my god Blaine, this is so good!”
Blaine grinned at him and opened his mouth for a bite. Kurt crawled across the couch until he was straddling Blaine’s lap and fed him a small bite of the cake. Blaine’s eyes fell shut and he groaned a little as he chewed it up-- but it had nothing to do with the cake in his mouth. Kurt was pressing his bare pussy down against his thigh and he knew that Blaine could feel how hot it was through his jeans.
“Fuck Kurt.” Blaine whispered, burying his face against Kurt’s collarbone.
“That’s what I was going for here, Blaine.”
Blaine looks up at him for a long moment before snaking his hand down under Kurt’s shirt. The flaps are barely concealing his pussy now and Blaine pushes them away impatiently. He slides his fingers over Kurt’s clit carefully, rubbing small circles around it until Kurt is rocking into his hand. Blaine could feel Kurt getting wetter against his thigh and he slipped his fingers lower until he was able to slide two fingers inside of his pussy.
“Fuck Blaine, that feels so good. Moremoremoremoremore…” Kurt begged, digging his fingernails into Blaine’s shoulders.
Blaine captured Kurt’s mouth in a bruising kiss, nipping at his lower lip and licking at his teeth. Kurt whimpered against his mouth and tilted his hips so that Blaine to fuck him deeper with his fingers. Kurt could feel himself getting closer with every thrust but then Blaine crooked his fingers up sharply and Kurt saw stars behind his eyes. Blaine kept pressing against that spot, rubbing it roughly until Kurt couldn’t hold out anymore and he came hard all over Blaine’s hand. Blaine pulled his fingers free and raised them to his lips and licked them clean. Kurt growled and tore at the buttons on Blaine’s jeans until he was able to pull his hard dick out. He didn’t bother with the rest of their clothes-- they could always take their time during the second round.
“God you taste good, Kurt.” Blaine murmured, kissing him again and again.
Kurt shakily positioned himself above Blaine’s erection and sank down on it with a sigh. He wasted no time starting up a rhythm, bouncing up and down as hard and fast as he could. He needed to feel Blaine inside of him, he needed to feel the burn in his thighs-- he just needed so much. It felt like it had been forever since they’d done this and he wanted to feel everything so sharply. Blaine was groaning helplessly below him, gripping his hips and keeping him steady as he rode his cock. Blaine snapped his hips up to meet each thrust and Kurt wailed.
“Harder.” Kurt whined, arching and throwing his head back.
Blaine bit his lip and bucked his hips harder. There was sweat pouring down his neck and back but he ignored the discomfort. He had to give Kurt everything he wanted. Kurt was keening in his lap and grinding his pussy down hard with every thrust and Blaine knew that this wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Squeeze around me baby.” Blaine gasped.
Kurt clenched his muscles tight, milking Blaine’s cock with every swivel of his hips.
“Fuck!” Blaine swore, thrusting erratically as his orgasm built.
Kurt reached down and rubbed his clit roughly his orgasm slammed into him hard. He fell weakly against Blaine, twitching with after shocks as Blaine continues to pound into him. Then Blaine thrust up hard and froze as he filled Kurt’s spasming pussy with his come. They slumped down onto the couch breathlessly, Kurt still clenching around Blaine’s softening dick.
“Maybe we should clean up all this mess.” Kurt said after they had both regained their breath.
Blaine helps Kurt to his feet then pulls his pants up. Kurt can feel come starting to trickle down his leg but he ignores it. He bends down to start collecting take out containers but squeaks Blaine grabs him around his waist and pulls him towards the bedroom.
“We can clean it up tomorrow.” Blaine growls.
“That is so ok with me.”
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Part 2:
“Well, what do you think?” Kurt asked, spinning around so that Blaine could see his whole outfit.
Blaine swallowed hard. Kurt was wearing a short black kilt over top of soft black leggings with knee high docs and a soft cream colored sweater. What was really driving Blaine crazy was the fact that he knew Kurt wasn’t wearing underwear under his leggings-- when Kurt spun around, Blaine could plainly see the outline of his pussy in the stretchy black material. There was no way Blaine was going to make it through this party without losing his mind.
“Well?” Kurt smirked, putting his hands on his hips.
“You look great.” Blaine mumbled, eyes still locked on Kurt’s kilt.
“Thank you baby.” Kurt bent down to kiss his forehead then moved over to the vanity to fix his hair.
Blaine fought to keep his composure. Kurt had taken his time to fix his hair before dragging him out to the car and driving over to Puck’s house. They were back in Ohio for a week and Kurt was really excited to see all of his friends again. Blaine was happy to see everyone too-- but Kurt’s outfit was entirely too distracting. They walked inside the house and were immediately grabbed and hugged by their enthusiastic fellow glee-clubbers. Kurt was dragged off by Mercedes and Rachel while Blaine ended up suckered into a card game with Mike, Finn and Puck. There were drinks everywhere and within an hour, Blaine had developed a bit of a buzz.
“So Blaine, are you having fun out in New York?” Mike asked as he studied his hand. He discarded a couple cards then looked up at Blaine.
“Yeah, it’s great. Kurt and I work really hard but it’s a lot of fun too. I don’t miss living out here.”
“Me either. California is great. I can’t believe so many of us got out of here too.” Mike shot a smirk at Puck but he only rolled his eyes good-naturedly.
“My pool business is booming, thank you very much. I like living here.”
Blaine was about to make a joke about there not being many pools in Lima when Kurt breezed over to the table and draped himself across Blaine’s lap. It took Blaine’s alcohol slowed mind to register the feeling but after a moment he realized that he could feel Kurt’s hot pussy through his leggings. Kurt seemed to realize it as well and he wiggled a little bit to ‘get comfortable.’
“Having fun, boys?” Kurt asked airily, grinning around the table.
“We were until you came over here to molest Blaine.” Puck laughed.
Kurt gave Puck the finger and sighed.
“The girls just wanted to talk about how hard it is to keep up with their boyfriends and go to class and look fabulous all at the same time. I tried to explain to them that some people just don’t have the kind of skills that I possess and they kicked me out of their inner circle.” Kurt pouted at Blaine.
Blaine pressed a soft kiss to his pouting mouth and tried to disentangled himself from Kurt. Kurt was still moving around too much on his lap and he could feel himself getting hard in his jeans. Those thin leggings were not much of a barrier and as Kurt rubbed against him he could almost feel the dampness growing between them.
“I think I need another drink.” Blaine said, pushing himself to his feet.
Kurt ground against him one last time before he was sat gently on his feet. Blaine was really thankful that his jeans were loose tonight so he didn’t embarrass himself when he walked towards the kitchen. Kurt walked with him-- but grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom near the kitchen.
“Kurt, what are you doing?” Blaine asked nervously.
“I could feel you getting hard when I was in your lap, Blaine.”
“You were on my lap, of course that made me hard!” Blaine blushed bright pink.
“That’s not all it is though, is it?” Kurt asked, slowly lifting his kilt up.
Blaine couldn’t tear his eyes away. Kurt lifted his kilt all the way up to his hips and Blaine could see his pussy again. The leggings were tight and sticking to him a little due to the humidity between his legs. Blaine wanted to bury his face in his lap and never move again.
“Kurt seriously, you cannot tease me when we’re around our friends. It’s just mean.” Blaine begged.
“Who says I’m teasing you?” Kurt asked cheekily.
Blaine stared at his boyfriend for a long moment before reaching out and locking the door. The clicking sound was loud in the room but Blaine ignored it. He was too busy grabbing Kurt by his shoulders and bending him over the sink. He shoved Kurt’s leggings down to his knees and flipped his kilt up and out of the way.
“Is this what you wanted?” Blaine growled, molding himself against Kurt’s back.
“Yes… We never did this when we were in high school because I was too nervous… but now--” Kurt was interrupted by Blaine’s mouth crashing over his. The angle was all wrong and the kiss was more teeth and tongue than anything else but it was still perfect for them.
Blaine unbuckled his jeans and pushed them down to the floor. He didn’t even bother kicking out of them before he grabbed his cock and rubbed it against Kurt’s wet opening.
“I can’t believe you’re already so hot and wet for me baby.” Blaine groaned, pressing himself inside of Kurt.
Kurt bit down on his lip and forced himself to stay silent. He wanted to shriek when each rough thrust of Blaine’s cock dragged over his g-spot but he swallowed each moan instead. Blaine was panting against his neck as his hips snapped hard and fast behind him. If anyone got close to this door, it would be pretty obvious what was going on inside and that thought alone only made Kurt hotter. The performer in him wanted to get caught-- wanted everyone to see just how much his boyfriend wanted him. Kurt reached down and rubbed fast circles over his clit while Blaine pistoned in and out of him. He could already feel Blaine’s rhythm faltering and he knew that he was going to come soon.
“Fuck Blaine…” Kurt whispered, gasping for air.
“Gonna come and fill your pussy up. Then I’m gonna pull your leggings up and make you go the rest of the night with my come dripping out of you.” Blaine groaned, biting his shoulder.
Kurt’s vision went white instantly and his orgasm slammed into him. He keened loud enough that Blaine clamped a hand over his mouth and kept thrusting until he came deep inside of him. He held himself tight, letting Kurt’s clenching pussy prolong his orgasm. Kurt was laying limp across the sink, his legs too shaky to hold him up. Blaine pulled out carefully then pulled Kurt’s leggings up and righted his kilt.
“Can you even walk, Kurt?” Blaine asked as he grabbed some toilet paper and wiped his dick clean. He tucked himself back into his boxers and pulled his jeans up.
“Maybe?” Kurt whimpered, pushing himself up on unsteady legs. He could feel Blaine’s come hot inside of him and he knew it’d be running down his legs in no time.
“Are you going to learn your lesson about teasing me?”
Kurt shook his head and grinned wickedly.
“No. It’s too much fun.”
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Part 3:
“Ok, close your eyes!” Kurt called from the bedroom. He gave Blaine a minute to comply before he opened the door and walked into the living room.
Blaine was sitting on the couch with his eyes scrunched up. He was sitting ramrod straight on the edge of the couch and Kurt couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriends eagerness. Blaine was very excited to see the Halloween costume that Kurt had been working on all week. Kurt had not let him have a single peek because he wanted the outfit to be a surprise.
“Alright Blaine, you can look.” Kurt placed his hands on his hips and struck a dramatic pose.
Blaine’s eyes blinked open-- then widened comically. Kurt bit his lip to keep from laughing at the awestruck look on Blaine’s face. Kurt knew how hot he looked right now. It had all started a few weeks ago when they were watching Moulin Rouge. Blaine had made a joke about how hot Kurt would look in a corset and instantly, Kurt had begun mentally designing the perfect outfit. His black corset had red laces and dainty lace all around the edges (which had taken forever to add but Kurt wasn’t complaining.) He paired it with a tiny flared skirt that barely skimmed the tops of his thighs, fishnet thigh highs and a red and black feather boa. Kurt spun around to show Blaine is entire outfit and he head Blaine groan when his skirt flew up to reveal the scrap of lace that barely counted as panties underneath it.
“You cannot wear that to the party.” Blaine growled, his voice low and husky.
“Why not? Is it the heels? I know that I’m like towering over you in this but you should be more secure in yourself!” Kurt asked innocently.
Blaine rolled his eyes and reached out to grab Kurt around his waist. He dragged Kurt forward until he fell gracelessly in his lap sealed their mouths together hungrily. Kurt whimpered against Blaine’s lips and tried to pull away from him but Blaine was holding him too tight. After a long moment, Kurt was able to tear his mouth free with a gasp.
“Do you know how long this costume took me to make? You’re going to ruin it if you’re not careful.” Kurt scolded.
“Oh don’t give me that. You’re doing this on purpose. You know exactly why you cannot wear this costume to the party next week.” Blaine fisted his hand in Kurt’s hair and tugged him down until he could whisper hotly in his ear. “You know that I will have to bend you over the bar and fuck you in front of everyone if you do.”
Kurt moaned helpessly in Blaine’s grip. He couldn’t stop himself from swiveling his hips, desperately trying to get some friction on his pussy from Blaine’s thigh. Blaine grasped Kurt by his bottom suddenly and then his was on his feet, carrying Kurt towards the bedroom. Kurt yelped and wrapped both his arms tightly around Blaine’s neck and held on-- but they didn’t make it all the way down the hallway before Blaine had Kurt’s back against the wall and his mouth nipping at the exposed skin of his shoulders.
“Blaine… aren’t we going to go to bed?” Kurt whined, writhing in Blaine’s grasp.
“I couldn’t get that far. God you look so fucking hot like this.”
Kurt let his head fall back against the wall with a dull thump. With shaking fingers, he took the boa from around his shoulders and slung it around Blaine’s, using it as a support rope as he leaned back. Blaine shuddered a little at the tickling sensation of the feathers around his neck but he didn’t complain. Instead, he pushed Kurt’s soaked panties to the side and pressed two fingers into him.
“Blaine! Please fuck me!” Kurt moaned, pulling harder on the boa and forcing Blaine’s face close enough to kiss him.
“You gotta unbutton my pants baby or else I’ll drop you.”
Kurt scrambled to comply, tightening his legs around Blaine’s waist to steady himself. He tore at Blaine’s pants until they were open and Kurt was able to slide them down just enough to free his cock. Blaine pulled his fingers from Kurt’s pussy and helped guide his cock inside of Kurt. They both groaned as Blaine sheathed himself smoothly. Blaine gripped Kurt’s hips hard and pulled back to thrust. Kurt grabbed the dangling ends of the boa and held on for dear life as Blaine slammed into him over and over. Kurt’s head bounced against the wall with each thrust but he didn’t even notice, he was too busy gasping and moaning. He dragged Blaine close with the boa again and pressed their mouths together-- it was too much tongue and teeth but they were both past caring about finesse at this point. Kurt could feel his orgasm building rapidly and it felt like all his nerve endings were on fire. He loved when Blaine was forceful and possessive-- that’s why he teased him in the first place-- and this was absolutely perfect.
“So close.” Kurt gasped.
“That’s my good boy, come for me.” Blaine growled, biting his shoulder hard enough to mark the pale flesh.
Kurt’s vision went white as his orgasm crashed over him in waves, sweeping him away in its intensity. Blaine thrusted shallowly through it, keeping the pleasure sharp and overwhelming. Kurt blinked heavily through the fog in his mind and realized that Blaine was still holding him against the wall and that Blaine’s cock was still hard and throbbing inside of him.
“Blaine?” Kurt questioned him blearily.
Blaine grinned at him wolfishly and pulled out. He gently lowered Kurt to the floor and tugged him towards the bedroom. Once inside he urged Kurt onto the bed and positioned him on his hands and knees. Kurt let his head fall forward to rest against his folded arms and waited. He was still spasming weakly from his first orgasm and he knew that when Blaine slid back inside him that it would be overwhelming.
“Ready baby?” Blaine murmured, kissing his back through his corset.
Kurt nodded numbly and then Blaine was against him, thrust inside of him sharply and fucking him hard. Kurt cried out, clenching hard around Blaine’s dick and bucking back against him. It was just as overwhelming as Kurt thought it would be but the sharp edge of ‘too-much’ made it feel even better. Blaine groaned lowly and thrusted harder, chasing his own release as he reached down to rub at Kurt’s swollen clit. Kurt’s whole body went taut as he felt his insides turn molten. Blaine’s hips slammed into him one more time before he gasped and spilled hotly inside of him. The warm feeling was enough to tip Kurt over the edge again and he fell down to the bed, sobbing and shaking.
Blaine gently lifted himself up and off of Kurt. He settled down beside his boyfriend and ran soothing hands up and down his shivering back. Kurt whimpered and struggled to catch his breath. Blaine helped him to his feet and gently untied the laces to his corset and helped him out of his intricate costume. Kurt smiled at him gratefully then collapsed back on the bed, dragging in huge gasps of breath and finally filling his lungs all the way. Blaine crawled back into bed beside him and pulled the blanket over them both.
“You know you can wear that if you want, right? I don’t like telling you what you can and cannot do.” Blaine whispered, kissing his forehead.
“Oh, I was going to wear it anyway but I appreciate your permission.” Kurt giggled softly.
“I love you.” Blaine snorted, trying not to laugh.
“I love you too.”