Where I Belong

Kurt Hummel, here. You'll remember it soon enough, as I'm destined to be a star on Broadway. I study Musical Theatre at NYU's Tisch School of the Arts. I live in New York City with my boyfriend, Blaine, my step brother, Finn, and my best friend, Rachel. Life definitely just got interesting.

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Blaine settled Kurt next to him, wrapping his arms around the boy’s shoulders. He wanted to just hold Kurt forever, but with a defeated sigh he remembered that he couldn’t.

Kurt nuzzled his face into Blaine’s neck, wrapping an arm across his boyfriend’s chest, completely sated and happy. “I love you,” he whispered into Blaine’s skin, pressing soft kisses wherever his lips could reach.

“I love you, too.” Blaine reached down to kiss the top of Kurt’s head. “I’m sorry about what I said earlier…providing for you and everything,” he said after a minute or so of silence.

“It’s okay,” Kurt shrugged. “I understand where you’re coming from… it’s just… I want to take care of you, too. I want to provide for you in every way I can and… I can’t do that if you try to take on everything yourself.”

“I don’t really mean to, it’s just…I’ve always been told that I would never find anyone, and now that I’ve found you, I,” he paused, sighing. “I don’t want to lose you. I grew up watching my father spoil my mother, so I figured that’s just what you do…that’s how you keep them around.”

Kurt hummed an acknowledgment. "I think society has done that to us," He mused. "I was practically raised on romantic movies, so I totally understand that. I mean, I want to spoil you just as much." He leaned up on his elbow, looking down at Blaine, and smiled. "Plus, you don't need to spoil me to keep me. You just need to love me."

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. “Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck,” He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

“Oh my god, Kurt, fuck,” Blaine moaned. He threw his head back into the mattress again, trying not to be too loud. It took him a moment to realize that it probably didn’t matter anymore.

Kurt moaned as he grabbed Blaine’s legs and threw them over his shoulders. “Fuck,” He loudly cried out, pounding deep into Blaine due to the new angle.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Blaine ran his words together, taken slightly off guard by the new angle. He kept moaning, getting closer to pure ecstasy.

“Blaine, I, oh god-” Kurt broke off with a loud, low moan. He could feel pleasure taking over his body, the pressure building up low in his spine. He reached between him and grabbed at Blaine’s erection, stroking in time with his rough thrusts. “Blaine, I’m so so close. Please, baby, come with me.”

It only took a few strokes to send Blaine up and over the edge. “Kurt, fuck,” he cried out, arching his back and spilling himself on Kurt’s hand. He fell back on the bed, panting heavily.

Kurt whimpered as he watched Blaine come apart before him. The feeling of Blaine clenching around him combined with the way Blaine cried out his name sent Kurt tumbling. His hips twitched frantically as he came. “God, Blaine,” He moaned loudly as his body shivered from the aftershocks of his orgasm. Still panting, he gave Blaine a lazy, soft kiss.

Blaine settled Kurt next to him, wrapping his arms around the boy’s shoulders. He wanted to just hold Kurt forever, but with a defeated sigh he remembered that he couldn’t.

Kurt nuzzled his face into Blaine’s neck, wrapping an arm across his boyfriend’s chest, completely sated and happy. “I love you,” he whispered into Blaine’s skin, pressing soft kisses wherever his lips could reach.

“I love you, too.” Blaine reached down to kiss the top of Kurt’s head. “I’m sorry about what I said earlier…providing for you and everything,” he said after a minute or so of silence.

"It's okay," Kurt shrugged. "I understand where you're coming from... it's just... I want to take care of you, too. I want to provide for you in every way I can and... I can't do that if you try to take on everything yourself."

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. “Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck,” He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

“Oh my god, Kurt, fuck,” Blaine moaned. He threw his head back into the mattress again, trying not to be too loud. It took him a moment to realize that it probably didn’t matter anymore.

Kurt moaned as he grabbed Blaine’s legs and threw them over his shoulders. “Fuck,” He loudly cried out, pounding deep into Blaine due to the new angle.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Blaine ran his words together, taken slightly off guard by the new angle. He kept moaning, getting closer to pure ecstasy.

“Blaine, I, oh god-” Kurt broke off with a loud, low moan. He could feel pleasure taking over his body, the pressure building up low in his spine. He reached between him and grabbed at Blaine’s erection, stroking in time with his rough thrusts. “Blaine, I’m so so close. Please, baby, come with me.”

It only took a few strokes to send Blaine up and over the edge. “Kurt, fuck,” he cried out, arching his back and spilling himself on Kurt’s hand. He fell back on the bed, panting heavily.

Kurt whimpered as he watched Blaine come apart before him. The feeling of Blaine clenching around him combined with the way Blaine cried out his name sent Kurt tumbling. His hips twitched frantically as he came. “God, Blaine,” He moaned loudly as his body shivered from the aftershocks of his orgasm. Still panting, he gave Blaine a lazy, soft kiss.

Blaine settled Kurt next to him, wrapping his arms around the boy’s shoulders. He wanted to just hold Kurt forever, but with a defeated sigh he remembered that he couldn’t.

Kurt nuzzled his face into Blaine's neck, wrapping an arm across his boyfriend's chest, completely sated and happy. "I love you," he whispered into Blaine's skin, pressing soft kisses wherever his lips could reach.

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. “Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck,” He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

“Oh my god, Kurt, fuck,” Blaine moaned. He threw his head back into the mattress again, trying not to be too loud. It took him a moment to realize that it probably didn’t matter anymore.

Kurt moaned as he grabbed Blaine’s legs and threw them over his shoulders. “Fuck,” He loudly cried out, pounding deep into Blaine due to the new angle.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Blaine ran his words together, taken slightly off guard by the new angle. He kept moaning, getting closer to pure ecstasy.

“Blaine, I, oh god-” Kurt broke off with a loud, low moan. He could feel pleasure taking over his body, the pressure building up low in his spine. He reached between him and grabbed at Blaine’s erection, stroking in time with his rough thrusts. “Blaine, I’m so so close. Please, baby, come with me.”

It only took a few strokes to send Blaine up and over the edge. “Kurt, fuck,” he cried out, arching his back and spilling himself on Kurt’s hand. He fell back on the bed, panting heavily.

Kurt whimpered as he watched Blaine come apart before him. The feeling of Blaine clenching around him combined with the way Blaine cried out his name sent Kurt tumbling. His hips twitched frantically as he came. "God, Blaine," He moaned loudly as his body shivered from the aftershocks of his orgasm. Still panting, he gave Blaine a lazy, soft kiss.

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ooc: I'm writing gay porn, watching a movie about lesbians, talking to my dad about being the next white rap star, and eating oreos.

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. “Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck,” He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

“Oh my god, Kurt, fuck,” Blaine moaned. He threw his head back into the mattress again, trying not to be too loud. It took him a moment to realize that it probably didn’t matter anymore.

Kurt moaned as he grabbed Blaine’s legs and threw them over his shoulders. “Fuck,” He loudly cried out, pounding deep into Blaine due to the new angle.

“Holyfuckingshit,” Blaine ran his words together, taken slightly off guard by the new angle. He kept moaning, getting closer to pure ecstasy.

"Blaine, I, oh god-" Kurt broke off with a loud, low moan. He could feel pleasure taking over his body, the pressure building up low in his spine. He reached between him and grabbed at Blaine's erection, stroking in time with his rough thrusts. "Blaine, I'm so so close. Please, baby, come with me."

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. “Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck,” He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

“Oh my god, Kurt, fuck,” Blaine moaned. He threw his head back into the mattress again, trying not to be too loud. It took him a moment to realize that it probably didn’t matter anymore.

Kurt moaned as he grabbed Blaine's legs and threw them over his shoulders. "Fuck," He loudly cried out, pounding deep into Blaine due to the new angle.

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine’s prostate.

Blaine’s moans started again, increasing in volume. “Shit, Kurt,” he breathed. He noticed that Kurt still looked a little nervous; he reached up to try and kiss it away.

Kurt melted into the kiss before breaking off with a loud moan, his breath catching as his thrusts gained speed. "Blaine, you feel so good, oh holy fuck," He babbled as he continued to slam into Blaine.

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

Blaine winced, biting his lip. The pain started to ebb away as he reached up to hold Kurt’s face again. “I’m okay,” he whispered.

Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine's forehead, waiting just another long moment before he moved his hips back and thrust back into Blaine. He set up a slow but steady rhythm, occasionally arching his hips to hit Blaine's prostate.

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Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine’s words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine’s entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Blaine cupped Kurt’s cheek. He stared up into Kurt’s magnificent eyes, filled with love, lust, and everything Blaine ever wanted to see. “I love you, so fucking much,” he replied, kissing his boyfriend again.

Kurt whimpered into the kiss, almost overwhelmed by the emotion poured into it, as he slowly pushed himself into Blaine. The heat, the tightness. It was almost too much. He let out a shaky breath as he finally buried within his boyfriend, trying desperately not to move so Blaine could adjust.

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Kurt’s voice sent Blaine’s senses reeling. He loved it when he could get Kurt out of control like this; another thing only he would get to see. Blaine returned Kurt’s kiss, grabbing the boy’s face in his hands and deepening it.

Kurt grinned into the kiss as he blindly groped for the bottle of lube in their bedside table, making sure to never break their kiss. As soon as he felt it, he grabbed onto it tightly, pulling away only to make sure he coated his fingers thoroughly.

“Kurt, please,” Blaine whined, arching his back and pulling on Kurt for another heated kiss. He started losing the little control he had left of himself, realizing how noticeable it had to be.

“Ssh, darling. Calm down,” Kurt whispered, his voice calming despite how desperate he felt. But he loved feeling this kind of control over Blaine. He kissed down Blaine’s chest, leaving small marks as he went, until his breath ghosted over Blaine’s erection and over his entrance. “I’ll get you there,” He growled before dipping his tongue past the first ring of muscle.

“Oh my god,” Blaine breathed, throwing his head back into the mattress. His breath started becoming more and more shallow. He let out a single laugh; he must’ve sounded so desperate, but he quit caring.

Kurt moaned as he continued to lap at Blaine, loving the way his boyfriend tasted. He twisted his tongue, trying to stretch Blaine slowly while also trying to make the boy lose complete control.

Blaine’s moans were growing louder with every breath he took. “Kurt, oh my god,” he breathed out, his back arching heavily.

Kurt grinned as he felt Blaine squirm desperately. He twisted his tongue sharply one more time before inching a coated finger alongside his tongue.

Blaine lost control of his mouth, and his mind, really. His head was spinning too much for him to focus on anything but how good this felt and how much he loved his boyfriend.

Kurt withdrew his tongue and added a second finger. He twisted and crooked his fingers as his fingertips gently rubbed over the bundle of nerves within Blaine, and he grinned as he watched his boyfriend practically melt in front of him.

Blaine’s senses were on edge. To him, his moans sounded a lot quieter than they probably were from how much his head was spinning. But he didn’t know, or care. All he really knew was that it felt fucking amazing and he wanted Kurt to know it.

“God, Blaine,” Kurt breathed, his voice raspy with want. “I fucking love seeing you like this… completely unraveled and wanting it so badly.” He leaned up to place a searing kiss on Blaine’s lips as he slipped in a third finger, thrusting his hand into Blaine.

Blaine gasped into their kiss at the pain from Kurt’s fingers but quickly turned back to moaning. “Yeah, well,” he said, panting. “It’s not hard to do when you’re so fucking hot.”

Kurt chuckled harshly as he kissed down Blaine’s neck, nibbling occasionally, his fingers never stopping. He groaned as he continued to leave small marks across Blaine’s neck and chest. “You taste so good,” He moaned as he licked around Blaine’s nipple.

Blaine squirmed under his boyfriend, his hand moving to tangle itself in Kurt’s hair. He took hold and pulled Kurt back up to his lips, kissing him hard. “I want you,” he breathed. “God, I want you.”

Kurt shivered and moaned at Blaine's words. He withdrew his fingers quickly but carefully, and rushed to grab the lube and coat his erection. He positioned himself at Blaine's entrance, leaning down to give Blaine a sweet kiss. "I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse.

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Kurt’s voice sent Blaine’s senses reeling. He loved it when he could get Kurt out of control like this; another thing only he would get to see. Blaine returned Kurt’s kiss, grabbing the boy’s face in his hands and deepening it.

Kurt grinned into the kiss as he blindly groped for the bottle of lube in their bedside table, making sure to never break their kiss. As soon as he felt it, he grabbed onto it tightly, pulling away only to make sure he coated his fingers thoroughly.

“Kurt, please,” Blaine whined, arching his back and pulling on Kurt for another heated kiss. He started losing the little control he had left of himself, realizing how noticeable it had to be.

“Ssh, darling. Calm down,” Kurt whispered, his voice calming despite how desperate he felt. But he loved feeling this kind of control over Blaine. He kissed down Blaine’s chest, leaving small marks as he went, until his breath ghosted over Blaine’s erection and over his entrance. “I’ll get you there,” He growled before dipping his tongue past the first ring of muscle.

“Oh my god,” Blaine breathed, throwing his head back into the mattress. His breath started becoming more and more shallow. He let out a single laugh; he must’ve sounded so desperate, but he quit caring.

Kurt moaned as he continued to lap at Blaine, loving the way his boyfriend tasted. He twisted his tongue, trying to stretch Blaine slowly while also trying to make the boy lose complete control.

Blaine’s moans were growing louder with every breath he took. “Kurt, oh my god,” he breathed out, his back arching heavily.

Kurt grinned as he felt Blaine squirm desperately. He twisted his tongue sharply one more time before inching a coated finger alongside his tongue.

Blaine lost control of his mouth, and his mind, really. His head was spinning too much for him to focus on anything but how good this felt and how much he loved his boyfriend.

Kurt withdrew his tongue and added a second finger. He twisted and crooked his fingers as his fingertips gently rubbed over the bundle of nerves within Blaine, and he grinned as he watched his boyfriend practically melt in front of him.

Blaine’s senses were on edge. To him, his moans sounded a lot quieter than they probably were from how much his head was spinning. But he didn’t know, or care. All he really knew was that it felt fucking amazing and he wanted Kurt to know it.

“God, Blaine,” Kurt breathed, his voice raspy with want. “I fucking love seeing you like this… completely unraveled and wanting it so badly.” He leaned up to place a searing kiss on Blaine’s lips as he slipped in a third finger, thrusting his hand into Blaine.

Blaine gasped into their kiss at the pain from Kurt’s fingers but quickly turned back to moaning. “Yeah, well,” he said, panting. “It’s not hard to do when you’re so fucking hot.”

Kurt chuckled harshly as he kissed down Blaine's neck, nibbling occasionally, his fingers never stopping. He groaned as he continued to leave small marks across Blaine's neck and chest. "You taste so good," He moaned as he licked around Blaine's nipple.

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