Happy Holidays Mimiheart!
Title: New York, New York
Recipient: mimiheart
Author/Artist: to be revealed January 3rd, 2012
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex, bondage, dirty talking
Word Count: 4,000
Summary: Blaine and Kurt are in New York
Notes: Hello! Merry Xmas to you! I hope you enjoy this! This isn’t the best thing I’ve ever done because I get a little rushed toward the end, but I hope you like the idea. I tried to merge both of your suggestions and that proved to be a little harder that intended, but if you like your prompts, you’re sure to like this. :P Anyway, I hope you like it nonetheless and have the happiest of holidays!
Kurt woke up to the smell of sausage being cooked that morning. His eyes flew open as his nostrils flared. He assumed Rachel was up cooking them a nice Saturday morning breakfast. He rubbed his eyes and stretched as he rolled out of bed. He grabbed his bathrobe, tied it around him, and slid his feet into some slippers. He reached for the door handle with a yawn and stepped out into the common area of his and Rachel's apartment.
The first thing that he saw was Rachel, but she was sitting on the couch, clutching a mug of coffee. "Good morning!"
Kurt's eyes slowly migrated over to the kitchen area where a small figure stood, wearing an apron and turning a pair of tongs in his hand. As the boy spun around, Kurt's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Blaine!" Kurt ran over to the boy and wrapped his arms around him.
Blaine squeezed his boyfriend back tightly and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Wow, maybe I should go without seeing you for 3 months more often."
Kurt shook his head. "Not a chance. I missed you too much."
Blaine cracked a small but serious smile. "Well, you don't have to worry about that anymore. I'm here now and we'll never have to be apart again."
Blaine stared right into Kurt's eyes and Kurt's heart began to beat faster. Blaine suddenly began to lean in toward Kurt, his lips beginning to pucker and his eyes slowly closing.
Kurt panicked and pushed the boy back. Blaine's eyes fluttered open in a confused and hurt manner. "Kurt, did I do something wrong?"
Kurt shook his head and chuckled as he pointed toward his mouth. "Morning breath."
Blaine threw his head back in laughter. "Well, I'd rather kiss you now before you dig into breakfast. I don't really want to taste a sausage biscuit while I'm kissing my boyfriend for the first time in three months."
Suddenly, the door to the second bedroom burst open. Finn stood in the doorway looking around and sniffing. "Did I just hear someone say sausage biscuits?"
Rachel laughed as she stood up and walked over to her boyfriend. "Really? That's what woke you up from your excruciatingly deep slumbler?"
Finn shrugged. "What can I say? I love food." Rachel smiled as she grabbed Finn's face and pulled it down so they could kiss.
Blaine looked to Kurt as if he were saying 'See, they're kissing. Why can't we?' Kurt sighed, giving in as he closed his eyes and puckered up, waiting for the kiss to occur. Instead, he felt himself being grabbed and dipped. He threw his eyes open and saw Blaine's face right above his, smiling evilly. Kurt shook his head. "Way to warn a guy."
Blaine didn't respond, but simply touched his lips lightly against Kurt's, then pulled away. Then, Blaine threw Kurt back up to a standing position. Kurt's head was spinning. If Blaine did that much more, he'd acquire a serious case of whip lash. "I repeat. Way to warn a guy."
Blaine shrugged. "Sometimes surprises are a good thing. Like how you didn't expect me to be here this morning."
Kurt looked at Blaine suspiciously. "Yeah, why are you here? I thought your flight didn't get in until tomorrow night."
Blaine looked over to Rachel and Finn, smiling. "Rachel and Finn pulled some strings and got me on a flight at 5:00 this morning. We both thought it would be a nice surprise for you."
Kurt smiled at his two friends, appreciatively. "Guys, you really did that for me?"
Rachel nodded and smiled a toothless smile. "I knew how much you missed him and it didn't seem fair that I had Finn all this time and all you had were Skype dates with your boyfriend. I figured since he finished finals yesterday, there was no reason why we couldn't get him up here sooner."
Finn added to her already lengthy explanation. "You're my brother, my only brother, and I don't like seeing you so lonely."
Kurt stood in awe as Blaine held on to his waist throughout the entire conversation. "You guys are the best."
Rachel grabbed Finn's hand and never taking her eyes off of Kurt, swooped him up in a hug, which eventually included Finn and Blaine piling on the top. Kurt looked around and saw three people that cared for him and, in that moment, that was all Kurt needed. He loved his friends and they loved him and that was all that mattered.
XXX
After breakfast, the three boys carried Blaine's luggage into Kurt's room and helped him unpack it all. Actually, it was Finn throwing stuff sloppily on to the bed, Kurt getting ready for the day while continually yelling at his brother for being so messy, and Blaine simply watching Kurt, lovingly. Blaine had brought enough bow ties and sweater vests to clothe all of New York, so Kurt could not help but comment about how he would have to take Blaine shopping to make him more 'fashion appropriate' for the city.
Finn shook his head at Kurt's statement and pitied the shorter boy. "Get ready for an entire day of shopping. I let Kurt take me out once when we first got here. Worst decision of my life."
Blaine chuckled as he grabbed Kurt's hips and spun him around so he was facing him. "I would be willing to do anything if it meant I got to spend more time with the boy I love."
Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and leaned in toward the boy, but stopped when he heard Finn scoff at the sudden motion. "God, get a room."
Kurt turned his head glared at his brother. "This happens to be our room, so if you don't like it, leave!"
Finn put his hands up. "I was actually trying to help, but, fine, I can take a hint." With that, Finn walked out the door and closed it.
"Thank you!" Kurt called out before Blaine pulled his face back in to finally have their kiss. Kurt's eyes fluttered shut at the contact. This feeling, god, he missed it so much. Blaine had such talent with his lips without even trying.
Blaine placed his hands gingerly on Kurt's hips and began massaging them as he smooched his boyfriend. He ran his tongue along Kurt's bottom lip, willing him to open, but Kurt was being stubborn. Blaine pulled away from Kurt's kiss-swollen lips. "What's wrong? Has a few mere months apart made you forget how much you love my tongue talents?"
Kurt giggled. "Not a chance. I just, I wanted to show you something first."
Blaine raised an eyebrow. "Show me something? Like what?"
Kurt released his arms from around Blaine's neck and grabbed the boy's hands. "I want to take you on a tour around the city. We have plenty of time to get our make-out on later."
Blaine's look of disappointment from the interrupted attempt at a french kiss turned into a loving smile. "Only you could make me go from being annoyed by you to wanting to hug you in like 5 seconds."
Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's torso and squeezed him in a tight embrace. Blaine returned the gesture and nuzzled his head into the crook of where Kurt's neck met his shoulder. "My head fits perfectly here. It's like it was made for me."
Kurt giggled. "You're such a hopeless romantic. What am I gonna do with you?"
Blaine's eyes darkened with lust, but Kurt stopped him before he could say anything. "Don't. Say. It."
Blaine gave Kurt the cutest puppy dog eyes in the world. "Whatever do you mean, Kurtie?"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Just grab your jacket and let's go before I do something i regret."
Blaine beamed. "You would never hurt me. You love me too much."
Kurt patted his boyfriend's back. "You're on thin ice, my friend. Thin ice."
XXX
Kurt and Blaine sat at Sardie's for a nice dinner after all their sight seeing. They saw everything there was to see; the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, Times Square, and even paid a visit to Ground Zero.
It had been a long day, so they were starving by the time they sat down to eat. Kurt had really gone all out with this day. It had been so spectacular and romantic. He had even booked a private room in the back of the restaurant for them to have a quit dinner alone. Blaine was shoveling down a plate of pasta while Kurt daintily worked at a piece of chicken. "Geez, Blaine. Are you in a hurry or something?"
Blaine slurped down a piece of spaghetti. "This food is just so good."
Kurt laughed. "Then, why not try making it last?"
Blaine shrugged. “I don’t question eating. I just do it.”
Kurt shook his head. “You are such a boy.”
Blaine was about to respond when their waiter reproached their table. “Everything okay, gentlemen? Anybody need anything?”
Kurt shook his head as he wiped his face with a napkin. “No, I think we’re all set.” Kurt was ignored though as the waiter kept his hungry eyes trained on Blaine, who seemed completely oblivious of the man’s advances.
The waiter was not ready to give up without a fight. “Wow, done already? Somebody’s got quite the appetite.”
Kurt felt his jaw clench as Blaine looked up to that blatantly flirting smile and it didn’t help that Blaine was working his overly polite charm. “Well, yeah. The food was awesome. Pretty addictive if you ask me.”
The waiter’s eyes darkened with lust. “That’s not the only thing that’s addictive around here.”
Kurt finally had heard enough. “I think we’ll just take the check and be on our way.”
The waiter smiled in a challenging manner. “So soon? But you haven’t even had dessert yet. We have some delicacies that are just so stimulating to the mouth.” The waiter spoke slowly and deliberately over the last few words and licked his lips.
Kurt stood up and stood uncomfortably close to the waiter. He spoke deliberately and menacingly. “We would like the check minus the shameless flirting with my boyfriend.”
The waiter let out a chortle. “And I would like you to disappear so I can get my fuck on with your boyfriend, but, hey, we can’t all get what we want, now can we?”
Kurt balls his hand into a fist and pulls it back to get some good leverage, but something grabs his hand and stops him. “Kurt, don’t. I’ve got this.”
Blaine stepped in front of Kurt. “Two things, sir. First off, I’m not for sale. Second, you don’t get to talk to my boyfriend that way, understood?”
The waiter licked his lips. “Damn, you’re hot when you’re angry.” Then, leaned in grabbed Blaine’s face, and kissed him.
On instinct, kurt pulled them apart and smacked the waiter across the face. The waiter looked dumbstruck, but that only lated a second , before he punched Kurt right in the face. The force was so strong that it sent Kurt toppling into the table, and smacking his head.
Blaine gave the waiter a demon stare, which sent him running, then set his attention on Kurt. “Baby, are you okay?”
Kurt stood up shakily, and, once he regained his balance, he ran out, tears clouding his eyes and head spinning. His vision was growing cloudy and the voices around him were beginning to sound very distant.
As Kurt emerged on to the busy New York City sidewalk, he was having trouble with his sense of orientation and balance. He grabbed on to the wall outside the building and tried to stay up. After a few moments, Kurt swore he could hear the sound of Blaine screaming his name, but before he knew it, his knees gave out and everything went black.
XXX
Blaine came bursting through the door, still holding on to Kurt’s shoulders. Kurt rolled his eyes. “Blaine, you can let go of me, I’m fine.”
Blaine gripped even tighter. “Kurt, you passed out in the middle of a New York City street. Who knows what the hell is wrong with you?”
Kurt waved his hand as if trying to shoo the idea away. “Blaine, it was just a random fainting spell. Nothing to worry about. I feel perfectly fine. Even the doctor said I was in good shape.”
Blaine narrowed his eyes at Kurt like a caring mother. “Actually, he told you to take it easy and call if you needed anything.”
Kurt crinkled his nose. “Same thing. Now, I’m gonna go grab a diet coke. You want anything?”
Blaine approached Kurt, who’s head was in the fridge, and wrapped his arms around the boy’s waist. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Kurt exhaled, sounding annoyed. “I’m still kinda mad at you.”
Blaine’s eyes widened. “Wait, what? Why? What did I do?”
Kurt forced a sarcastic laugh. “You really are oblivious. First me, then Sebastian, now the waiter.”
Blaine narrowed his eyes. “Do you hear how you sound right now, Kurt? What are you even talking about?”
Kurt felt tears starting to well up in his eyes. “I just don’t get you, Blaine. You constantly tell me that you love me and you feel like I’m too good for you, but why am I always the one with the broken heart?”
Blaine’s face fell into a look of shame and self-pity. “Kurt, I’m sorry. I never meant to make you feel that way, but, tell me, why do you feel this way?”
Kurt felt a tear roll down his cheek. “I’m just sick of watching all these guys flirt with you, then I look like the jack ass when I react because you’re too polite to do anything.”
Blaine sat Kurt down the bed and took his hands in his. “Sweetie, the reason I don’t get all worked up is because I thought you knew that I don’t have eyes for anybody but you. I laugh in the face of anybody that thinks that they are going to screw this up. I love you way too much.”
Kurt’s pupils got huge as he looked like a puppy dog staring at his boyfriend. Then, he leaned over and gave Blaine a very passionate kiss. Blaine pulled Kurt down on top of him and began rubbing his back as they kissed.
They rolled around on the bed as their kisses deepened, neither one willing to pull away for even a second. Kurt started making his way down to Blaine’s neck and sucking on a single spot until it was tender and bruised. “God, Kurt, I have never loved another person so much. You have no idea. I want you so bad. I need you. I would do anything for you.” Kurt made his way back up to Blaine’s lips to shut him up.
However, just a few seconds later, Kurt pulled away from the kiss, looking as though he had just hatched an evil plan. For a moment, Blaine kept his eyes closed and his lips puckered, craving more. When he felt Kurt get off of him, his eyes flew open. “Hey, where are you going?”
Kurt was over at his closet rummaging around, ass sticking out. Blaine figured that was a good enough distraction until Kurt came out.
When Kurt emerged, he noticed the smirk on Blaine’s face. “Enjoying the view?”
Blaine blinked a few times, coming back to reality. “Uhh, yeah. Well, I needed something beautiful to look at while your face was out of sight.”
Kurt rolled his eyes. “Just admit you’re a horny little fuck.”
Blaine couldn’t help but let out a laugh. “Your words, not mine.”
Kurt ran and jumped back on to the bed, then pulled out a very familiar looking object. Blaine’s eyes widened. “My old Warbler tie? You still have that?”
Kurt bit his lip. “Of course, but, as you know, this has a much different use now. I mean, think of all the nights the three of us have spent together.”
Blaine nodded, feeling his jeans tighten at the mere thought. Kurt, however, didn’t help things. He reached his hand up Blaine’s shirt and began running his fingers along the crooks of his boyfriend’s abs. Then, he snuggled nice and close and brought his lips dangerously close to Blaine’s ear.
Kurt laughed as he recalled one fateful night. “Remember that one night, over Spring Break, on our one year anniversary? You laid me all out and kissed every inch of my body until I was all tingly and horny. Then, you climbed on top so your body was perfectly against mine and you ground our hips together as you tied my hands to the bed post. Then, you gently and teasingly stroked my cock until it got hard and I was so close that it hurt. And I was writhing in pain because you wouldn’t let me come until you were finished preparing me. Then, you used my come as the lube and made me lick the excess off your fingers. And, you slowly lowered yourself into me until- Blaine are you alright?”
Blaine’s face was white as a sheet. His eyes were dark and his breathing was heavy. Kurt was about to call the doctor, when he looked down and saw a big wet spot in Blaine’s jeans.
Kurt cracked a smile. “Is the memory of our sexy night turning you on, Blainers?”
Blaine nodded as he reached for his fly, but Kurt grabbed his hand to stop him. “I’m your cock slut for the rest of the night. No need to get yourself off.”
Blaine’s looked at Kurt hungrily. He wanted that cock and he wanted it now. He smirked that evil, lustful smirk he always did when it was his turn to be in control. “Take off your clothes and get on your back, Hummel.” Kurt did as he was told and patiently waited for further instructions.
Blaine approached him, completely naked, tie in hand. As he tied Kurt’s hands to the bed post, he blew into Kurt’s ear and nipped at the lobe, until the skin was nice and sensitive. Kurt moaned at the contact and shut his eyes.
Suddenly, Kurt felt something above him. Kurt opened his eyes and there was Blaine, standing above him, cock in his face. “You’re gonna let me fuck your face now and you will swallow each and every drop of come. Do you understand me?”
Kurt nodded, but Blaine snarled. “Say it out loud. Do you understand me.”
Kurt swallowed a lump in his throat. “Yes, I understand.”
Blaine grinned. “Good.” Blaine lowered himself so that his hands were on the wall and his knees were on either side of Kurt. Kurt let his tongue snake out and began teasing the head of Blaine’s cock, which was soaked with pre-come. Blaine’s eyes fluttered closed at the contact and he released a soft humming sound.
Then, Kurt took it a step further and took the entire length, so Blaine was balls deep in Kurt’s mouth. Kurt began swirling his tongue all over the bottom of Blaine’s cock and working his lips in along with it. Blaine released a grunt as he jerked his hips forward, making Kurt almost choke.
Blaine contiuned to pull in and pull out as Kurt worked harder and harder. “Gah, Kurt, I’m so fucking close. I need to come.”
That was all the incentive Kurt needed. He gave it a soft bite with his teeth and before he knew it, Blaine was releasing with a loud yell and just as instructed, Kurt swallowed every drop.
Blaine fell in a heap on top of Kurt and took a moment to catch his breath. “Fuck, Kurt, you have serious tongue talent. Now, let’s see how good of a bottom you are.”
Blaine grabbed Kurt’s legs and hoisted them up on to his shoulders. He didn’t waste anytime either, because he shoved himself into Kurt without any warning, stretching out, or lube.
Kurt howled in pain as swung his hips around in an attempt to loosen Kurt up. “Take it like a man or I’m not gonna let you come for an hour.”
Kurt’s breathing stopped for a moment. He felt his cock was about to explode. “I can’t wait that loooooo-.”
Blaine lowered himself even deeper. “Did I say you could speak? Now, I am going to ride you right into this bed and you are going to take everything I throw at you with nothing more than a simple moan of pleasure. Is that understood?”
Kurt nodded. “Yes, I understand.”
Blaine reached up to Kurt’s hair and tangled his fingers in it as he closed the distance between their lips. Their tongues worked around each other perfectly as their lips pushed and pulled against one another.
Then, Blaine got his hips moving so those were moving perfectly in sync as well. Kurt threw his head back and moaned out of pure pleasure. Blaine couldn’t help but crack a smile. He loved doing that to Kurt, but he knew something that would make the boy beg to come.
He gave his hips one great trust and struck Kurt’s prostate with such force that his back arched enough to rip the tie. Kurt threw his arms around Blaine’s neck and began pulling and pushing so they were rising and falling against one another.
Blaine laughed in spite of himself. “Damn, we ruined another one?”
Kurt smashed their faces together and began fiercely kissing Blaine. It quickly turned into a battle for dominance. They were grabbing and pulling at any body part they could get their hands on as their kisses turned rushed and sloppy.
Blaine pulled away and shook his head. “You will not beat me. I’m not going to come before you.”
Kurt snickered. “Oh yeah.” Then, he grabbed Blaine’s nipples and gave them a big, hard twist. Blaine yelped as his hips jerked forward and the come came out like a shot.
Blaine fell hard on to the bed and was breathing heavily. “Y-You...ah-ass hole. N-no fucking...fa-air.” Blaine made an attempt to reach at Kurt, but was too worn out. Instead, his hand landed in a pool of sticky liquid. For a mere second, he was disgusted, but a smirk suddenly appeared just as quickly.
Blaine sat up and smacked Kurt’s ass. “You came, too.”
Kurt heaved as he sat up. “You hit my prostate hard enough to break it, Mr. No-Self-Control.”
Blaine smiled in spite of himself. “Karma’s a bitch, huh?”
Kurt punched Blaine’s arm softly then nestled his head into the crook of Blaine’s neck. “So, what do you wanna do now? We have the place to ourselves and nowhere to be tomorrow. The possibilities are endless.”
Blaine suddenly realized he was really on his own now. He was gone from home for good. College would be starting in the fall and he would be considered a full-fledged adult. It was all too overwhelming to take in, but right now, it was just him and Kurt and that was all that mattered. “I was thinking a Harry Potter marathon might be just the thing.”
Kurt smiled. “Good choice. I’ll go get the Red Vines.” With that, he jumped off the bed and ran into the kitchen.
As Blaine sat alone, he looked out the window at the dark, New York City street and took in all the sights. He even felt himself tear up a little bit and when Kurt returned, he noticed. “Blaine, baby, what’s wrong?”
Blaine wiped his eyes and chuckled. “I’m gonna love it, here. I just know it.”
Kurt tangled his fingers into Blaine’s curls and began massaging his scalp and they just sat there in silence for many moments. A lot was changing for these boys. They were growing up, moving away from home, and forging their own paths from here on out. They had no idea where the future was going to take them, but they knew one thing for sure; they would always have each other.
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