Happy Holidays Gsmaxwell!
Title: Ski Lessons
Recipient: gsmaxwell
Author/Artist: to be revealed January 3rd, 2012
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Dirty talk
Word Count: 2500
Summary: Blaine tries to teach Kurt how to ski in his room. You can guess what happens next.
Notes: I spent ages trying to figure out which prompt I wanted to do-and I really wish I hadn’t had to pinch hit because all the prompts were amazing and I wish I’d had more time to work on them-and then Blaine wanted to be cute and teach Kurt how to ski so I just went with it. Also why is the title always the hardest part to write? Unimaginative title is unimaginative.
When Blaine had first asked Kurt to go on a ski trip with him and his parents Kurt was a little hesitant but refused to answer Blaine’s questions about why. He simply said that he’d never been to Canada before and wasn’t sure what to wear. Blaine knew that it was a cover but he left well enough alone when Kurt agreed to come regardless of his fake fashion emergency. Blaine would have continued to ignore Kurt’s initial reluctance if it hadn’t continued to appear every time Blaine brought the trip up. Kurt would either change the subject or just come up with a weird excuse to disappear.
This went on for two weeks before Blaine finally cornered him while they were in Blaine’s bedroom, supposedly studying for winter exams. Kurt was lying on Blaine’s bed reading To Kill A Mockingbird when Blaine walked over and sat down next to him. Blaine wasn’t good at subtlety so he just went for it.
“Why don’t you want to go on the ski trip with me?” Blaine asked bluntly. Kurt blinked at him then marked his place in his book before sitting up.
“I do want to go.” Kurt said slowly, as if speaking to a small child, “That’s why I’m going with you.”
“But you don’t seem that enthusiastic about it and every time I bring it up you change the subject. It’s just a little weird.” Blaine said. Kurt huffed and rolled his eyes good-naturedly.
“Well let me reassure you by telling you that I’m very excited about spending a week with you in Alberta in a ski lodge.” Kurt said, curling his arms around Blaine’s neck, “We’ll have hot chocolate by the fire and we can snuggle and watch movies and since we’ll have our own room we can take our time in bed…” he trailed off seductively, leaning in to kiss Blaine. Blaine let Kurt kiss him but pulled back after a little while and smiled at him happily.
“I can’t wait to go skiing with you. I’ve been to this resort before and there’s this incredible slope that I have to take you up. The view’s just gorgeous and it’s a black diamond so not as many people use it. You’ll love it, Kurt.” Blaine said, excited. Kurt blanched but did his weird little ‘I’m pretending I like this’ smile that had too many teeth and was a little bit scary. “What’s wrong?” Blaine asked.
“Nothing.” Kurt said, leaning in to kiss Blaine. Blaine put a hand on his chest and gave him a look that Kurt knew meant Blaine wouldn’t stop until he had an answer. “Ok, fine. It’s just that we’ll have all this free time to be together so do you really want to spend it skiing?” Kurt asked, looking up at Blaine from below his eyelashes. Blaine’s eyebrows shot up at Kurt’s obvious flirting. Now he definitely knew something was wrong.
“Don’t take this the wrong way but we spend most of our free time together doing…stuff. I like skiing, Kurt, and we can’t do it in Lima. Don’t you want to spend our time doing things we don’t get to normally do?” Blaine asked. Kurt huffed and flopped back onto the bed.
“Well yes, but can’t we just play in the snow instead? Do we have to go skiing?” he said.
“What’s wrong with skiing?” Blaine asked, confused, “When I asked you to come with me on this trip you said you loved it.” Kurt blushed and sat up.
“When I said that I might have been exaggerating.” He said, still blushing. Blaine tilted his head to the side and regarded Kurt curiously.
“Exaggerating how?” he asked.
“Exaggerating in that I don’t really like skiing. Actually, it’s not that I don’t like skiing as much as I’ve never properly been skiing.” Kurt said slowly, avoiding Blaine’s eyes. “There aren’t many opportunities to ski in Lima, as you may have noticed.” He elaborated, tugging on the cuffs of his shirt. Blaine stared at him.
“Why didn’t you just say, Kurt?” he asked, “It’s not something I expect you to be able to do. Like you said, Lima isn’t exactly known for its ski slopes.” Kurt fidgeted and refused to meet his eyes.
“It’s just that you were so excited when you asked me to come on this trip and go skiing with you,” Kurt started babbling, “and then you asked me if I could ski and I couldn’t say no because you were giving me puppy dog eyes and I thought ‘how hard could it be?’ Then I looked it up online and I found all these sites about people getting injured and dying from ski accidents and I freaked myself out and I know it’s stupid because all these people ski and are fine but I can’t help but think that I’m going to fall off a cliff and break a leg and then I won’t be able to move and I’ll be eaten by bears and why are you laughing at me Blaine?” Kurt whined. Blaine just shook his head, eyes bright, and kissed Kurt soundly. He pulled back when Kurt tried to return the kiss and grinned broadly.
“Well I’ll just have to teach you how to ski then.” Blaine said happily. He jumped up off the bed and dragged Kurt with him. Kurt eyed him warily but Blaine just grinned at him.
“You cannot be serious.” Kurt said, “Now?” Blaine ignored him and went over to his wardrobe, which he opened and started rifling through. Kurt followed him over and peered over his shoulder. Eventually Blaine found what he was looking for and he spun around to place his beanie on Kurt’s head.
“First things first, you have to be dressed appropriately. That’s more of a life rule than a skiing rule, though.” Blaine said, smiling at Kurt’s indignant expression at having a beanie of all things on his head. Blaine gave him a quick kiss as Kurt took the beanie off and put it back in the wardrobe then went back to the middle of his room.
“Second things second you have to choose the right equipment.” He said, looking over at Kurt when he came to stand next to him. “We don’t have skis here with us but I’ll explain it all when we get to the lodge. The length of the skis is important and remember-size doesn’t matter, it’s how you use it. Some people will have super skinny or super fat skis but since you’re a beginner you’ll have normal sized skis.” Kurt rolled his eyes but paid attention when Blaine gave his hand a sharp squeeze.
“I could tell you about techniques for getting on and off of ski lifts but it’s really a learn by experience sort of thing. Don’t worry if you fall off, it’s normal for everyone to do it once or twice.” Kurt’s horrified face made Blaine snigger but he pulled himself together. “Now for the actual skiing. I’m not a proper instructor, obviously, but I’ve been skiing since I was a little kid so I can give you some pointers that will help when we get out onto the slopes.”
Blaine took up the position that he’d had drilled into him since he was five and more interested in making snow angels then wearing the strange sticks on his feet. He described it to Kurt.
“Feet shoulder width apart, knees bent and leaning forward. You always want to lean forward a little bit because you’re more likely to fall backwards than forwards but if you think you’re going to fall then you have to lean backwards. Falling forwards is, yeah, bad idea.” Blaine said sheepishly. He straightened up and gestured towards Kurt, “Come on, you try it.” Kurt raised his eyebrow at Blaine.
“I think I’ll leave it for the trip but you have fun.” He said. Blaine stuck his tongue out at him.
“Come on, Kurt, don’t be such a spoilsport.” Blaine said. Kurt sighed and got into a vague approximation of the position Blaine had been in previously. Blaine frowned at him. “You’re not taking this seriously.”
“You don’t know that.” Kurt replied loftily. Blaine rolled his eyes and moved to stand behind Kurt to adjust his position.
“This is important, Kurt.” Blaine pressed his right leg between Kurt’s legs to lightly push at Kurt’s right foot until Kurt was standing properly with his feet shoulder width apart. Blaine then brought his hands up to press Kurt’s shoulders down so that he was crouching slightly. The movement made Kurt press back against Blaine’s crotch, making his breathing hitch. Blaine breathed out slowly then moved so that his mouth was against Kurt’s ear. “See, like this.” He whispered, lips brushing against Kurt’s ear, making him shiver and nod.
Blaine slid his hands from Kurt’s shoulders down to his hands until he was plastered against Kurt’s back. Blaine pressed Kurt forward slowly until Kurt had leaned forward the right amount. He waited for a second, breathing in and out with Kurt, enjoying the intimacy before Kurt turned his face towards him for an open-mouthed kiss. Blaine let his eyes flutter shut, concentrating on the way Kurt was sucking his lower lip between his and giving it little kitten licks once he released it. Blaine released Kurt’s hands to slide around his waist, pulling Kurt against his chest and stroking at his abdomen, which was clenching at the touch.
Blaine wasn’t sure how his silly skiing lesson had turned into an impromptu stand-up make-out session but he wasn’t complaining. Instead he slid his tongue against Kurt’s lips, pressing into his mouth when Kurt opened it and then explored slowly. Blaine ran his tongue along Kurt’s soft palette, smiling when Kurt moaned and lifted a hand back to tangle in Blaine’s hair. Their tongues rubbed together softly before Blaine pulled back, only to have Kurt whimper out a ‘no’ and pull him back into the kiss.
Kurt’s crouch was working in their favour since for once he was shorter than Blaine and could kiss Blaine over his shoulder. Blaine worked Kurt’s shirt free of his pants and slipped his hands under it. He scraped his fingers through Kurt’s happy trail-he kind of loved the fact that Kurt had one, despite the fact that the rest of his chest was hairless-and smirked into the kiss when Kurt moaned. He trailed his left hand up Kurt’s body and flicked at a nipple. Kurt’s body jerked in reaction and he tried to turn around only to have Blaine’s right hand clamp down on his hip and stop him. Kurt made a questioning sound against Blaine’s lips and Blaine broke the kiss to answer him.
“Can we just…like this?” he panted against Kurt’s lips. Kurt nodded frantically and dove back into the kiss, sucking Blaine’s tongue between his lips desperately and moaning when Blaine rolled his hips against Kurt’s ass. Blaine slid his right hand down to cup Kurt through his jeans and Kurt cried out against his mouth. Blaine swallowed down the sound and continued kissing Kurt wet and sloppy as he palmed him. Blaine dropped his head down to trail kisses along Kurt’s throat, sucking hickeys into life on his neck and biting down a moan when Kurt tipped his head to the other side to give Blaine more skin to kiss.
Blaine worked Kurt’s jeans open with his right hand, taking his time as he unzipped them, still playing with Kurt’s nipple with his other hand. Kurt keened when Blaine slipped his hand into his boxers, wrapping around him with an easy familiarity that came from having done this many times before. Blaine knew exactly how to get Kurt worked up, knew that Kurt liked the rough slide of no lube and the way that Blaine rubbed his thumb in the slit on the upstroke and twisted his wrist on the downstroke. Blaine grinned against Kurt’s neck when he bucked his hips into Blaine’s hand. He quickly let go of Kurt’s cock to push his boxers down but he cut off Kurt’s whine when he wrapped his hand around it again and squeezed while biting down on his neck at the same time.
Kurt was close, Blaine could tell by the way he was moving his hips, jerky little circles that kept him in Blaine’s fist as he jerked him off. Blaine kissed up Kurt’s neck to his ear and he sucked on the lobe before whispering against it.
“Are you close, baby?” he asked Kurt, who just moaned and nodded, tightening his hand in Blaine’s hair. “Are you gonna come for me?” Blaine growled, twisting his wrist just right. Kurt’s moan as he came all over Blaine’s hand was a beautiful thing. High and sweet and so, so turned on that Blaine couldn’t stop himself from rutting up against Kurt’s ass desperately. He was close to coming when Kurt shook his head and pulled away from him.
“Stop, stop.” Kurt gasped, turning around to face Blaine and pushing him away.
“No, no, I need to…you have to…” Blaine trailed off, eyes bright and more than a little wild. Kurt’s coy smile did nothing to cool him off, nor did the way he dropped to his knees in front of Blaine.
“Like this. God Blaine, the things you do to me.” Kurt said, already undoing Blaine’s jeans and pulling them and his underwear down to around his thighs. Blaine just moaned and grabbed Kurt’s shoulders to balance himself. Kurt leaned in and rubbed his cheek against the side of Blaine’s cock, nuzzling into the dark thatch of pubic hair and dipping his head down to nose at his balls. Blaine moaned and dropped his head forward, staring at Kurt who blinked up at him innocently before smirking and then, in one of Blaine’s all time favourite moves, taking his cock deep into his throat and swallowing.
Blaine’s knees buckled but Kurt held him up with his hands on his ass, pressing him forward as Kurt relaxed his throat and took him in further. Blaine’s eyes rolled back in his head and he buried both hands in Kurt’s hair. Kurt pulled back slowly, sucking all the way, to press the tip of his tongue into Blaine’s slit and suck the tip of his cock into his mouth. He ran his tongue around the head and started bobbing his head up and down, swirling his tongue around Blaine’s cock. Blaine made a choking sound and gasped, tightening his hands until it bordered on painful. Kurt moaned encouragingly.
“Fuck, Kurt. God you’re so good at this.” Blaine gasped, “You look so good like that, with your mouth on my cock and looking up at me like that with your goddamn gorgeous eyes, fuck, Kurt!” he yelled as he came into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt swallowed what he could, licking around his mouth to collect what had escaped as Blaine’s cock slipped from his mouth. Blaine fell to his knees and peppered kisses across Kurt’s face. Kurt sighed happily and turned his head to catch Blaine’s mouth in a soft kiss.
“I don’t suppose you’d consider giving me lessons on snowboarding?” he asked, smirking. Blaine just laughed breathlessly and kissed him again.
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Recipient: gsmaxwell
Author/Artist: to be revealed January 3rd, 2012
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Dirty talk
Word Count: 2500
Summary: Blaine tries to teach Kurt how to ski in his room. You can guess what happens next.
Notes: I spent ages trying to figure out which prompt I wanted to do-and I really wish I hadn’t had to pinch hit because all the prompts were amazing and I wish I’d had more time to work on them-and then Blaine wanted to be cute and teach Kurt how to ski so I just went with it. Also why is the title always the hardest part to write? Unimaginative title is unimaginative.
When Blaine had first asked Kurt to go on a ski trip with him and his parents Kurt was a little hesitant but refused to answer Blaine’s questions about why. He simply said that he’d never been to Canada before and wasn’t sure what to wear. Blaine knew that it was a cover but he left well enough alone when Kurt agreed to come regardless of his fake fashion emergency. Blaine would have continued to ignore Kurt’s initial reluctance if it hadn’t continued to appear every time Blaine brought the trip up. Kurt would either change the subject or just come up with a weird excuse to disappear.
This went on for two weeks before Blaine finally cornered him while they were in Blaine’s bedroom, supposedly studying for winter exams. Kurt was lying on Blaine’s bed reading To Kill A Mockingbird when Blaine walked over and sat down next to him. Blaine wasn’t good at subtlety so he just went for it.
“Why don’t you want to go on the ski trip with me?” Blaine asked bluntly. Kurt blinked at him then marked his place in his book before sitting up.
“I do want to go.” Kurt said slowly, as if speaking to a small child, “That’s why I’m going with you.”
“But you don’t seem that enthusiastic about it and every time I bring it up you change the subject. It’s just a little weird.” Blaine said. Kurt huffed and rolled his eyes good-naturedly.
“Well let me reassure you by telling you that I’m very excited about spending a week with you in Alberta in a ski lodge.” Kurt said, curling his arms around Blaine’s neck, “We’ll have hot chocolate by the fire and we can snuggle and watch movies and since we’ll have our own room we can take our time in bed…” he trailed off seductively, leaning in to kiss Blaine. Blaine let Kurt kiss him but pulled back after a little while and smiled at him happily.
“I can’t wait to go skiing with you. I’ve been to this resort before and there’s this incredible slope that I have to take you up. The view’s just gorgeous and it’s a black diamond so not as many people use it. You’ll love it, Kurt.” Blaine said, excited. Kurt blanched but did his weird little ‘I’m pretending I like this’ smile that had too many teeth and was a little bit scary. “What’s wrong?” Blaine asked.
“Nothing.” Kurt said, leaning in to kiss Blaine. Blaine put a hand on his chest and gave him a look that Kurt knew meant Blaine wouldn’t stop until he had an answer. “Ok, fine. It’s just that we’ll have all this free time to be together so do you really want to spend it skiing?” Kurt asked, looking up at Blaine from below his eyelashes. Blaine’s eyebrows shot up at Kurt’s obvious flirting. Now he definitely knew something was wrong.
“Don’t take this the wrong way but we spend most of our free time together doing…stuff. I like skiing, Kurt, and we can’t do it in Lima. Don’t you want to spend our time doing things we don’t get to normally do?” Blaine asked. Kurt huffed and flopped back onto the bed.
“Well yes, but can’t we just play in the snow instead? Do we have to go skiing?” he said.
“What’s wrong with skiing?” Blaine asked, confused, “When I asked you to come with me on this trip you said you loved it.” Kurt blushed and sat up.
“When I said that I might have been exaggerating.” He said, still blushing. Blaine tilted his head to the side and regarded Kurt curiously.
“Exaggerating how?” he asked.
“Exaggerating in that I don’t really like skiing. Actually, it’s not that I don’t like skiing as much as I’ve never properly been skiing.” Kurt said slowly, avoiding Blaine’s eyes. “There aren’t many opportunities to ski in Lima, as you may have noticed.” He elaborated, tugging on the cuffs of his shirt. Blaine stared at him.
“Why didn’t you just say, Kurt?” he asked, “It’s not something I expect you to be able to do. Like you said, Lima isn’t exactly known for its ski slopes.” Kurt fidgeted and refused to meet his eyes.
“It’s just that you were so excited when you asked me to come on this trip and go skiing with you,” Kurt started babbling, “and then you asked me if I could ski and I couldn’t say no because you were giving me puppy dog eyes and I thought ‘how hard could it be?’ Then I looked it up online and I found all these sites about people getting injured and dying from ski accidents and I freaked myself out and I know it’s stupid because all these people ski and are fine but I can’t help but think that I’m going to fall off a cliff and break a leg and then I won’t be able to move and I’ll be eaten by bears and why are you laughing at me Blaine?” Kurt whined. Blaine just shook his head, eyes bright, and kissed Kurt soundly. He pulled back when Kurt tried to return the kiss and grinned broadly.
“Well I’ll just have to teach you how to ski then.” Blaine said happily. He jumped up off the bed and dragged Kurt with him. Kurt eyed him warily but Blaine just grinned at him.
“You cannot be serious.” Kurt said, “Now?” Blaine ignored him and went over to his wardrobe, which he opened and started rifling through. Kurt followed him over and peered over his shoulder. Eventually Blaine found what he was looking for and he spun around to place his beanie on Kurt’s head.
“First things first, you have to be dressed appropriately. That’s more of a life rule than a skiing rule, though.” Blaine said, smiling at Kurt’s indignant expression at having a beanie of all things on his head. Blaine gave him a quick kiss as Kurt took the beanie off and put it back in the wardrobe then went back to the middle of his room.
“Second things second you have to choose the right equipment.” He said, looking over at Kurt when he came to stand next to him. “We don’t have skis here with us but I’ll explain it all when we get to the lodge. The length of the skis is important and remember-size doesn’t matter, it’s how you use it. Some people will have super skinny or super fat skis but since you’re a beginner you’ll have normal sized skis.” Kurt rolled his eyes but paid attention when Blaine gave his hand a sharp squeeze.
“I could tell you about techniques for getting on and off of ski lifts but it’s really a learn by experience sort of thing. Don’t worry if you fall off, it’s normal for everyone to do it once or twice.” Kurt’s horrified face made Blaine snigger but he pulled himself together. “Now for the actual skiing. I’m not a proper instructor, obviously, but I’ve been skiing since I was a little kid so I can give you some pointers that will help when we get out onto the slopes.”
Blaine took up the position that he’d had drilled into him since he was five and more interested in making snow angels then wearing the strange sticks on his feet. He described it to Kurt.
“Feet shoulder width apart, knees bent and leaning forward. You always want to lean forward a little bit because you’re more likely to fall backwards than forwards but if you think you’re going to fall then you have to lean backwards. Falling forwards is, yeah, bad idea.” Blaine said sheepishly. He straightened up and gestured towards Kurt, “Come on, you try it.” Kurt raised his eyebrow at Blaine.
“I think I’ll leave it for the trip but you have fun.” He said. Blaine stuck his tongue out at him.
“Come on, Kurt, don’t be such a spoilsport.” Blaine said. Kurt sighed and got into a vague approximation of the position Blaine had been in previously. Blaine frowned at him. “You’re not taking this seriously.”
“You don’t know that.” Kurt replied loftily. Blaine rolled his eyes and moved to stand behind Kurt to adjust his position.
“This is important, Kurt.” Blaine pressed his right leg between Kurt’s legs to lightly push at Kurt’s right foot until Kurt was standing properly with his feet shoulder width apart. Blaine then brought his hands up to press Kurt’s shoulders down so that he was crouching slightly. The movement made Kurt press back against Blaine’s crotch, making his breathing hitch. Blaine breathed out slowly then moved so that his mouth was against Kurt’s ear. “See, like this.” He whispered, lips brushing against Kurt’s ear, making him shiver and nod.
Blaine slid his hands from Kurt’s shoulders down to his hands until he was plastered against Kurt’s back. Blaine pressed Kurt forward slowly until Kurt had leaned forward the right amount. He waited for a second, breathing in and out with Kurt, enjoying the intimacy before Kurt turned his face towards him for an open-mouthed kiss. Blaine let his eyes flutter shut, concentrating on the way Kurt was sucking his lower lip between his and giving it little kitten licks once he released it. Blaine released Kurt’s hands to slide around his waist, pulling Kurt against his chest and stroking at his abdomen, which was clenching at the touch.
Blaine wasn’t sure how his silly skiing lesson had turned into an impromptu stand-up make-out session but he wasn’t complaining. Instead he slid his tongue against Kurt’s lips, pressing into his mouth when Kurt opened it and then explored slowly. Blaine ran his tongue along Kurt’s soft palette, smiling when Kurt moaned and lifted a hand back to tangle in Blaine’s hair. Their tongues rubbed together softly before Blaine pulled back, only to have Kurt whimper out a ‘no’ and pull him back into the kiss.
Kurt’s crouch was working in their favour since for once he was shorter than Blaine and could kiss Blaine over his shoulder. Blaine worked Kurt’s shirt free of his pants and slipped his hands under it. He scraped his fingers through Kurt’s happy trail-he kind of loved the fact that Kurt had one, despite the fact that the rest of his chest was hairless-and smirked into the kiss when Kurt moaned. He trailed his left hand up Kurt’s body and flicked at a nipple. Kurt’s body jerked in reaction and he tried to turn around only to have Blaine’s right hand clamp down on his hip and stop him. Kurt made a questioning sound against Blaine’s lips and Blaine broke the kiss to answer him.
“Can we just…like this?” he panted against Kurt’s lips. Kurt nodded frantically and dove back into the kiss, sucking Blaine’s tongue between his lips desperately and moaning when Blaine rolled his hips against Kurt’s ass. Blaine slid his right hand down to cup Kurt through his jeans and Kurt cried out against his mouth. Blaine swallowed down the sound and continued kissing Kurt wet and sloppy as he palmed him. Blaine dropped his head down to trail kisses along Kurt’s throat, sucking hickeys into life on his neck and biting down a moan when Kurt tipped his head to the other side to give Blaine more skin to kiss.
Blaine worked Kurt’s jeans open with his right hand, taking his time as he unzipped them, still playing with Kurt’s nipple with his other hand. Kurt keened when Blaine slipped his hand into his boxers, wrapping around him with an easy familiarity that came from having done this many times before. Blaine knew exactly how to get Kurt worked up, knew that Kurt liked the rough slide of no lube and the way that Blaine rubbed his thumb in the slit on the upstroke and twisted his wrist on the downstroke. Blaine grinned against Kurt’s neck when he bucked his hips into Blaine’s hand. He quickly let go of Kurt’s cock to push his boxers down but he cut off Kurt’s whine when he wrapped his hand around it again and squeezed while biting down on his neck at the same time.
Kurt was close, Blaine could tell by the way he was moving his hips, jerky little circles that kept him in Blaine’s fist as he jerked him off. Blaine kissed up Kurt’s neck to his ear and he sucked on the lobe before whispering against it.
“Are you close, baby?” he asked Kurt, who just moaned and nodded, tightening his hand in Blaine’s hair. “Are you gonna come for me?” Blaine growled, twisting his wrist just right. Kurt’s moan as he came all over Blaine’s hand was a beautiful thing. High and sweet and so, so turned on that Blaine couldn’t stop himself from rutting up against Kurt’s ass desperately. He was close to coming when Kurt shook his head and pulled away from him.
“Stop, stop.” Kurt gasped, turning around to face Blaine and pushing him away.
“No, no, I need to…you have to…” Blaine trailed off, eyes bright and more than a little wild. Kurt’s coy smile did nothing to cool him off, nor did the way he dropped to his knees in front of Blaine.
“Like this. God Blaine, the things you do to me.” Kurt said, already undoing Blaine’s jeans and pulling them and his underwear down to around his thighs. Blaine just moaned and grabbed Kurt’s shoulders to balance himself. Kurt leaned in and rubbed his cheek against the side of Blaine’s cock, nuzzling into the dark thatch of pubic hair and dipping his head down to nose at his balls. Blaine moaned and dropped his head forward, staring at Kurt who blinked up at him innocently before smirking and then, in one of Blaine’s all time favourite moves, taking his cock deep into his throat and swallowing.
Blaine’s knees buckled but Kurt held him up with his hands on his ass, pressing him forward as Kurt relaxed his throat and took him in further. Blaine’s eyes rolled back in his head and he buried both hands in Kurt’s hair. Kurt pulled back slowly, sucking all the way, to press the tip of his tongue into Blaine’s slit and suck the tip of his cock into his mouth. He ran his tongue around the head and started bobbing his head up and down, swirling his tongue around Blaine’s cock. Blaine made a choking sound and gasped, tightening his hands until it bordered on painful. Kurt moaned encouragingly.
“Fuck, Kurt. God you’re so good at this.” Blaine gasped, “You look so good like that, with your mouth on my cock and looking up at me like that with your goddamn gorgeous eyes, fuck, Kurt!” he yelled as he came into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt swallowed what he could, licking around his mouth to collect what had escaped as Blaine’s cock slipped from his mouth. Blaine fell to his knees and peppered kisses across Kurt’s face. Kurt sighed happily and turned his head to catch Blaine’s mouth in a soft kiss.
“I don’t suppose you’d consider giving me lessons on snowboarding?” he asked, smirking. Blaine just laughed breathlessly and kissed him again.
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Please consider spreading holiday cheer by commenting on and/or reblogging this fanfic! If you rec this fic, please be sure to attribute it to anonymous until the author/artist is revealed on January 3rd, 2011. Don’t forget to check out all of the other amazing works that will be posted throughout December!