Untitled Smut Drabble
Kurt cursed under his breath as he tried to bring the AC unit back to life. He finally gave up, gave it a firm kick, and headed back to his room.
"It's dead." He told Blaine, and he went over and plugged in his tower fan before joining Blaine on the bed. The fan provided some relief, but felt no where near as good as AC would. Kurt laid his head on Blaine's shoulder, but immediately jumped back when he felt sweat touch his face. Blaine laughed as he watched his boyfriend wipe at his face furiously with a cleansing cloth. He went to Kurt's side, took the hand that was at his face, and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"I think I have a way too cool us both off" Blaine whispered low in Kurt's ear.
"My dad won't be back for a few hours, but I don't think that will help cool us off" Kurt replied with a laugh.
"Just trust me" Blaine growled and nipped at Kurt's earlobe.
Kurt hated how his knees went weak when Blaine said things like that, but he relented and pressed his boyfriend back against the wall and started kissing him. Blaine whimpered as Kurt kissed down his neck and bit just under his jaw.
"Wait, we need something from the kitchen." Blaine panted as Kurt was grabbing at his hips and trying to pull him closer.
"What?"
"Ice, go get a glass of ice."
Kurt eyed Blaine curiously, but slid away from the wall and went downstairs. He returned with the ice, and almost dropped the glass when he saw the way Blaine was looking at him. He had only seen that look a few times since they had started having sex, and he knew exactly what it meant, he was about to get very thoroughly fucked.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's waist and pulled him into a kiss that portrayed all the desperation and want that had been flooding into his eyes moments ago. He took the glass from Kurt and set it on the bedside table, and then went about removing his shirt and Kurt's. Blaine was fairly certain that he would never get used to how beautiful Kurt was. He pushed him gently back onto the bed and admired the way his pale skin stretched endlessly over the lean muscle of his chest. Blaine ground his hips down, smiling as he felt Kurt getting hard through the fabric of his jeans. He kissed Kurt's neck, biting slightly at the skin, before reaching over and taking an ice cube from the glass.
Blaine slid the ice over Kurt's lips and down his neck, causing him to shudder. As the ice slid over his collarbones, Kurt let out a small gasp and decided that yes, he was definitely into this. Blaine circled the ice over one of Kurt's nipples and watched it become perfectly hard. He smiled to himself as Kurt ground his hips up trying to get some friction. He put the ice cube in his mouth and made short work of removing Kurt's jeans.
Kurt hissed as Blaine palmed his erection and started flicking his cold tongue across his stomach. Blaine slid another ice cube into his mouth and sucked on it for a while while lazily stroking Kurt's cock.
"Blaine please" Kurt sighed as Blaine blew a stream of cold air over the head and flicked his tongue over it. He could have sworn he saw Blaine smirk before taking him into his mouth, but as soon as he felt the sensation of Blaine's ice cold lips and tongue, he forgot about it.
Kurt moaned and sighed as Blaine's lips stretched around him and he felt the head of his cock slide into Blaine's throat. He knew he wasn't going to last long, not like this.
"Blaine... Blaine I'm gonna... Oh fuuuuuck" Kurt moaned as his orgasm hit him, his hips jerked forward and he glanced down to see Blaine still sucking on him, swallowing and then pulling away with an obscene popping sound.
"Blaine, that was, wow. I don't even know where to start."
"Well don't start yet, I'm not quite finished with you Kurt Hummel." Blaine responded as his eyes darkened once more.