Scavenger Hunt Comment Meme (Round 1)
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The soft knock on the door makes him jump; he feels feverish, skittish.
He opens the door to expose just a sliver of the hallway outside, and then Kurt pushes all the way inside, shuts the door behind him and grins unabashedly at him.
"Kurt, what the hell--" Blaine splutters, indignant over the invasion of privacy, both up here and downstairs.
Kurt leans back against the door, hips tipped forward, lips curled in a smirk. "Was I making you uncomfortable?" Kurt singsongs.
Blaine's feverish arousal and intense embarrassment cracks the surface of his usual calm and polite demeanor, and he steps right into Kurt's space, hands pressed to the door on either side of Kurt's head, to growl furiously in his ear, "You are wrong if you thought that was appropriate in any way."
Kurt gasps, eyes widening as he stares at Blaine. "I just--I was just having a little fun."
"You thought that was fun?" Blaine says softly, suddenly feeling calm again. "Embarrassing me like that in front of your family? Trying to coax me into a reaction. That was fun to you?"
Kurt looks ashamed, and for some reason that makes the erection Blaine's still sporting throb intensely. He leans in again and says, all breath and silk, "You know what would be fun for me? If I made you so hard and desperate for me that you'd beg and scream for release, even with you family right downstairs. Would that be fun for you?"
Kurt moans. His head thunks back against the door, and that's when things really get out of hand because Blaine groans in reply and drags his tongue from Kurt's ear to his jaw. He bites down, and Kurt whines, hips snapping forward into Blaine's solid, wide-legged stance.
Blaine pulls back to lock his gaze with Kurt's and unhooks the button of Kurt's jeans simultaneously. Kurt gasps, his mouth open and wet and begging for contact. Blaine resists, pushing his hand inside to grasp Kurt's incredibly hard cock. Kurt lets out a strangled cry, then freezes.
"What would your dad say if he knew you were up here letting me jerk you off?" Blaine mutters.
Kurt whimpers and shuts his eyes tight, and Blaine takes that as his cue to start jacking Kurt with tortuously slow movements, thumb dragging even slower over the head of Kurt's cock on each stroke. Kurt moans and slams his head back against the door, and then he whimpers again, eyes widening with fear. Blaine spreads his free hand up to Kurt's chest to feel his rapid heartbeat.
"Are you embarrassed, Kurt?" Blaine whispers. Kurt whines, thrusts into Blaine's grip, and bangs his head against the door again. "Hmm? Well, now you know how I felt." And Blaine pulls away completely, pushing Kurt easily aside with a strong hand open the door and walk back down the stairs and into the kitchen.
"Sorry about that, just felt a little nauseous," Blaine says politely, sitting back down to resume eating. "Kurt will be down in a minute."
"Oh, are you all right, hon? Do you need to lie down?" Carole asks with concern.
"No thank you, I'm fine now," Blaine says with a convincing smile.
When Kurt joins them exactly one minute and twenty-six seconds later, he looks wild. Blaine's entire body seems to shudder with sensation; he keeps eating, thinking eagerly of the goodbye they're going to have in Blaine's car in a (hopefully very short) while.
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