Chapter 10 (epilogue)
Title: The Bodyguard (AU)
Rating: NC17
Warnings: None
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Summary: When superstar Kurt Hummel's life is at risk, Mr. Blaine Anderson is hired as his bodyguard.
Word length: 16 000 total
Dysclaimer: I do not own Glee or The Bodyguard.
Chapter 10 (EPILOGUE)
“Is this seat taken?”
Kurt sat his coffee back on the saucer and lowered his large sunglasses to take a better look at the man standing in front of his table.
“Be my guest.” He said, gesturing to the chair.
“Thanks.” Blaine sat across from him smiling.
Blaine’s gaze drifted to a disgruntled looking grey haired man standing close by. He was wearing a black suit and was standing with his hands behind his back.
“So what do you think of the new guy?” Blaine asked, flicking his head in the direction of the man.
“Hmm?” Kurt followed Blaine’s gaze. “Oh, him. Well he does the job I suppose.”
Kurt leant forward furtively “Did you really have to choose someone so ... old?”
Blaine chuckled. “It’s your own fault. You’re too much of a flirt, I can’t trust you.”
Kurt grinned sheepishly and bit his lip, his gaze warm and intense. Blaine felt his breath quicken as a foot slid up his calve to his thigh.
“How is the business going?”
After the Grammy’s, Blaine was rushed to hospital. They were able to repair his shoulder muscle, but even with intensive physio therapy he would never have it back to full function. He decided to retire from his job and set up a business that trained and hired bodyguards. Karofsky was arrested for attempted murder and Kurt was thrust once again into national headlines.
“It’s going well.” A foot slid further up his thigh to his groin, Blaine drew in a deep breath and forced himself to talk. “How is everyone?”
"Everyone’s well. Finn came home this week so Rachel is ecstatic.”
Blaine closed his eyes as the pressure increased, he held back a moan. “That’s good,” he said, voice strangled.
Kurt leant forward and whispered hotly in Blaine’s ear “You have no idea how sexy you look right now. If we don’t leave this second I’m going fuck you right on this table.”
As though burnt, Blaine leapt off his chair and grabbed Kurt’s hand
“Shift’s over. I’ll take it from here.” Blaine told the grey haired body guard, pulling Kurt to his car.
Blaine was lucky not to have had a car accident on the ride to his apartment. Their hands never parted and Kurt was insistent to kiss him at every opportunity possible. He ran his free hand over Blaine’s chest and peppered kisses on his neck when they stopped at traffic lights.
They hurriedly unbuckled their seatbelts and ran up the front steps when they finally arrived at his place, but they shared the lift with an elderly woman so they had to control their desire to pounce on each other.
When Blaine’s door finally closed behind them, they stood in the hallway for several seconds, just looking at each other and breathing, and then Blaine took a step closer to Kurt and everything seemed to happen at once. Blaine wasn’t sure who moved first, he only knew that the next minute they were kissing, mouths hot and desperate and careless, and that his hands were gripping Kurt’s hips, groaning into the kiss as Kurt’s erection pressed and slides against his own, creating delicious friction through far too many layers of clothing.
Blaine gasped, dropping his mouth to Kurt’s shoulder and shuddering as Kurt threaded his fingers into his hair and pressed heated kisses to his neck. Exhilarated, Blaine splayed a hand over Kurt’s jaw, dragged him up for another kiss. Blaine was so aroused from Kurt playing footsy with him at the cafe and touching him in the car, that this hot and messy kiss was almost enough to finish this right then in the hallway.
Blaine pulled back, breathless, thrilled to see the desperation on Kurt’s face and the flush to his pale skin. Blaine ran his hand down Kurt’s hand to link their fingers together. Giving him one last peck, he pulled on Kurt’s hand and together they stumbled down the hall to Blaine’s bedroom.
With shaking fingers, Blaine unbuttoned Kurt’s white shirt and pushed it from his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor as he stared at the bare skin, hardly noticing as his own t-shirt is tugged over his head and flung to the carpet. All he wanted to do is to taste that skin, and there was no resistance as he lowered his head and pressed his mouth to Kurt’s collarbone, inhaling warm sweet smelling skin.
Kurt made a soft, rough sound and Blaine’s equilibrium deserted him as strong hands pushed him onto the bed. His cock strained against his jeans as Kurt climbed on top of his body, leaning over him and breathing raggedly.
Blaine watched, fascinated and aroused, as Kurt stripped their remaining clothes and grabbed the lubricant off the bedside table to reach behind himself and prepare his body for Blaine. Blaine moaned loudly when Kurt reached forward and slicked his cock.
“Fuck, Kurt...” Blaine said, his voice rough, as Kurt settled himself on his erection.
“Blaine....” Kurt moaned as he sank down on him, slowly. They remained together like that, still, for a long while. Delirious with pleasure, Blaine longed to close his eyes and abandon himself to the feeling of Kurt’s body, but he couldn’t take his eyes off Kurt-his dilated pupils, his ruffled hair and his hot, leaking cock. He looked ridiculously erotic and terrifyingly beautiful. Blaine felt his eyes start to sting because it felt so fucking good and all he wanted to do is thrust.
Kurt began moving eventually, not really rising up and down, as Blaine had expected him to, but making small rocking motions with his hips, still watching Blaine all the while.
Blaine gripped Kurt’s hips tightly and thrust upward, harder. Kurt grunted and closed his eyes in pleasure “there... harder... yes... yes...”
Taking this as his cue, Blaine began moving again, faster, reaching to stroke Kurt’s own erection with every thrust. Blaine tightened his grip, and Kurt’s hand joined his. In a few sharp strokes, they brought him to completion, Kurt pulsed wetly between their fingers, and his shoulders slumped forward as he moaned through his release.
Blaine bit his lip and he came, groaning and breathless, moving with needy rocking movement, his hips pulled tight and pushing and arching.
Sweaty and exhausted, Kurt pulled off Blaine and slumped next to him on the bed. The two men smiled at each other, happy and satiated and Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s dark curly hair.
“Kurt,” Blaine said, looking into the gentle eyes of the man he had fallen head over heels for.
“Yes Blaine?”
“I’ll always love you.”
THE END
I cant believe that this is over! I decided that instead of a teary ending, smut would be more appropriate... yes? Like these boys would stay apart :P
I had so much fun writing it and I know I would never had finished it if I didn't have readers commenting and encouraging me to keep writing... so thank you!! It is the longest story I've ever written and I'm really proud of how it turned out :)
( Chapter One )
( Chapter Two )
( Chapter Three )
( Chapter Four )
( Chapter Five )
( Chapter Six )
( Chapter Seven )
( Chapter Eight )
( Chapter Nine )