Tango for Two (Kurt/Blaine) PG-13 MMOM 11-22
Title: Tango for Two
Author: moit
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Summary: Blaine reassures Kurt as they fool around.
Word Count: 263
Challenge: mmom #22
“We’re going to take this slow, right?
” Kurt asked nervously.
“As slow as we need to,” Blaine said.
“I just . . . need a minute.”
Blaine sat patiently with his hands in his lap.
“Okay,” Kurt said, after a long silence. “I’m ready.” He reached down and unbuttoned his uniform pants. His cock was already hard. “Don’t watch me, okay?” he said in a small voice.
“All right,” Blaine replied, closing his eyes.
Kurt closed his eyes as well as he started to stroke himself. The flesh of his cock was soft and familiar. He let out a groan. At this rate, he could almost pretend he was alone.
Blaine’s voice interrupted his concentration. “Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” Kurt replied, his voice barely more than a breath.
Blaine’s fingertips skittered over Kurt’s thigh. Kurt sucked his breath in and held it. Finally, Blaine’s hand wrapped around his cock. Kurt released the breath he didn’t realize he was holding as Blaine gave him a few strokes. He made a noise low in his throat.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“I-I . . .” Kurt stuttered. Before he could help it, he was coming over Blaine’s hand. “I’m so sorry,” Kurt said in a rush. Mortified, he reached for the box of tissues on the nightstand, but Blaine wrapped a gentle hand around his wrist.
“You don’t need to be sorry. What did you think was supposed to happen?”
Blaine’s reassuring smile melted Kurt’s anxiety. Blaine reached for the tissues. As carefully as he could, he mopped himself and Kurt clean.
Author: moit
Fandom: Glee
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Summary: Blaine reassures Kurt as they fool around.
Word Count: 263
Challenge: mmom #22
“We’re going to take this slow, right?
” Kurt asked nervously.
“As slow as we need to,” Blaine said.
“I just . . . need a minute.”
Blaine sat patiently with his hands in his lap.
“Okay,” Kurt said, after a long silence. “I’m ready.” He reached down and unbuttoned his uniform pants. His cock was already hard. “Don’t watch me, okay?” he said in a small voice.
“All right,” Blaine replied, closing his eyes.
Kurt closed his eyes as well as he started to stroke himself. The flesh of his cock was soft and familiar. He let out a groan. At this rate, he could almost pretend he was alone.
Blaine’s voice interrupted his concentration. “Can I touch you?”
“Yes,” Kurt replied, his voice barely more than a breath.
Blaine’s fingertips skittered over Kurt’s thigh. Kurt sucked his breath in and held it. Finally, Blaine’s hand wrapped around his cock. Kurt released the breath he didn’t realize he was holding as Blaine gave him a few strokes. He made a noise low in his throat.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“I-I . . .” Kurt stuttered. Before he could help it, he was coming over Blaine’s hand. “I’m so sorry,” Kurt said in a rush. Mortified, he reached for the box of tissues on the nightstand, but Blaine wrapped a gentle hand around his wrist.
“You don’t need to be sorry. What did you think was supposed to happen?”
Blaine’s reassuring smile melted Kurt’s anxiety. Blaine reached for the tissues. As carefully as he could, he mopped himself and Kurt clean.