Wanted
Written for Tumblr's Klaine Advent Challenge (a 100+ word drabble a day)
Prompt #9: Ice
A/N - Takes place during s4e10 (Glee, Actually) immediately following on from Breathless. We've arrives at the NC-17 portion of our journey.
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Blaine dragged his open mouth up and down the sides of Kurt’s length. His tongue skidded and slid over the head teasingly fast on every pass.
“You’re, oh! You’re quoting Doris Day at me- Fuck! At a time like this?” Kurt panted out while his hands curled around the base of Blaine’s neck. Blaine chuckled low in his throat and gripped both of Kurt’s balls to angle him downwards.
“Oh. Oh, fuck!” Kurt shuddered when Blaine’s tongue guided him inside, closed his lips around him and started sucking immediately. He rose up on his tip toes as Blaine took him deeper with every swallow. Oh, this was going to be over too soon. He jerked backwards, cock falling from Blaine’s mouth with a wet pop. “Pants,” Kurt insisted and kicked off his own. Blaine pushed his pajama pants and boxer briefs down to his thighs, heavy dick swaying as he settled back on his heels.
“C’mere,” Blaine rasped out and reached up for him. Kurt moved forward but sank down over Blaine’s splayed knees to straddle him. He hissed when his knees hit the ice cold tile floor but draped his arms around Blaine’s neck anyway.
“God, this floor is freezing! How are you comfortable?” Kurt grumbled while he peppered kisses in the corner of Blaine’s mouth.
“Don’t care,” Blaine mumbled and swept his hands along Kurt’s spine. “Just want you.” A hand dropped away from Kurt’s back and found their cocks. He sandwiched them together and stroked quickly. “Always want to you, Kurt. Always.” Blaine’s murmuring became nonsensical as Kurt pressed closer and kissed his words away.
“I want- Uh! I want- Oh, yeah, like that. Like that. Oh my god,” Kurt muttered while Blaine jerked them faster. His idea froze on his tongue when his body seized, back arched, fingers scratching at Blaine’s skin as his orgasm swept over him and then tipped him over the edge. He came with a quiet grunt and spilled over Blaine’s fingers. Blaine groaned; his head dropped to Kurt’s shoulder as he followed suit and shot streaks across Kurt’s stomach.
Blaine twisted his face into Kurt’s neck while he caught his breath, his wet hand lax in their laps. His panting slowed and Kurt kept him pulled in close with arms wrapped around him tightly.
“What did you want to do?” Blaine asked breathlessly as he started to mouth at the scar on Kurt’s neck.
“I want you to fuck me.”
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