Valentine’s Day
Nearly immediately, Blaine seemed unable to concentrate, stammering a barely comprehensible string of words and tensing every muscle in his body around Kurt. Kurt grinned and ran his tongue over the spot, this time slower. He gripped onto the tight muscle of Blaine’s ass, parting his cheeks and pointing his tongue to dip it inside. God, it shouldn’t have been as hot as it was, but he could feel Blaine’s entire body react, his cock now resting against Kurt’s chest, a heavy weight that twitched each time he made contact again.
This was definitely something for Kurt to add to his mental checklist of things that turned Blaine on.
The more noise Blaine made, the more into it Kurt got, burying his face, able to do nothing but hum in approval when he felt Blaine’s mouth on his cock once more. He couldn’t reach the lube, but he managed to coax a finger inside alongside his tongue. Honestly, if they never made it further, Kurt wouldn’t even be disappointed. Hearing Blaine react this way, his gorgeous moans, would be enough.
Then Blaine turned enough to see him, and Kurt stopped and leaned up to see him. He could feel his face wet with spit, his lips swollen—Blaine looked just as debauched, so he couldn’t really be self-conscious about it. “Yeah,” Kurt said, dazed. He dropped his hands to Blaine’s hips, guiding him off to the side so Kurt could sit up and rifle through his bedside drawer for lube. It was the same bottle that Burt had pointed out when helping them move in, and Kurt was caught between momentarily cringing and being turned on by the memory. Either way, Blaine was still spread out in his bed, and that proved infinitely more distracting.
He got up on his knees beside Blaine, running a hand over the back of his thigh, stopping just beneath the round flesh of his ass, which was still marked from Kurt’s mouth in a way that made him shiver. “I’m just going to make sure you’re ready,” Kurt said unsteadily, coating his fingers in some of the lube. Just watching Blaine, he had to stop once to stroke himself and decided he was glad they didn’t finish after all. Kurt ran his fingers along the crack of Blaine’s ass, pressing one inside to find that it slid in easily. He immediately added two, groaning. “God, you’re already so relaxed,” Kurt said, with the type of wonder one would expect from a child in a toy store. That made him giggle a little.
He kept fingering Blaine open, just to be sure, but by the time he had three fingers in his patience had mounted. He gently pulled them out and coax Blaine with his hands to lie on his back. Kurt settled between his legs, crouching over him to give him a long kiss, resting their entire bodies together. “Is it…” Kurt paused, suddenly oddly shy considering he’d just had his face buried in the other man’s ass. “Is it okay if I don’t use a condom again?” Kurt hadn’t forgotten their last time and how incredible it had felt.
Blaine waited with his breath held as Kurt looked for the bottle of lube. His heart rate had definitely accelerated since the first touch of Kurt’s lips to his hole and it continued to thrum against his rib cage and echo in his ears. What was coming next wasn’t even going to slow it down, however he didn’t mind. It was sex after all. Kurt had rolled him off but couldn’t wait for him to touch him again. He just sat on his bed, feeling highly exposed, while he rustled through a drawer to find the lube.
By the time Kurt found it, Blaine’s cock twitched his the knowledge of what came next. The noise he made was a obscene reaction to watching his boyfriend coat his digits in the lube in order to penetrate him further.Kurt got in to positive and as soon as the first finger entered his stretched hole, a shiver ran down his back more in anticipation than anything else. “You can thank yourself for that.” The second finger quickly entered and he bit his bottom lip in reaction, pulling it in to his mouth in order to suppress any loud expletives. That didn’t last long because by the time they had reached three fingers, the moans were just fighting to get out.
He moved on to his back and stared up at the beautiful man who’s face still glistened with his spit as a lasting reminder of the actions that brought them here. How lucky he was to have a man that was not afraid to surprise him with maneuvers like “surprise rim job”. Kurt kissed him deeply, allowing him to taste himself on his tongue, sending another shiver down his spine. His own hole was so tantalizing in the moment just knowing that it was being transferred through the mouth of the man he loved. They pulled apart and Blaine cupped the other man’s face with his hand as he smiled back at him. “Of course. You’re good.”
Following that verbal agreement, Blaine moved his hands to Kurt’s biceps in order to hold himself in place as he entered him. Kurt’s member was large and filled him deeply which caused him to move slow in order to not overwhelm him. He kept his eyes on him through the first few thrusts as he was unsure how long they would actually stay in that position. Blaine had been so afraid about losing this-- this connection, this person however in this moment he seemed so intertwined with him that he did not know how it was even possible for them to question their relationship. Blaine enjoyed sex with Kurt not only because it was mindblowingly good but because it felt like his soul was being put back together.
There was a long minute of Blaine being caught in his own head where all he could concentrate on was the sound of Kurt’s balls slapping against him with every rougher thrust. As much as he enjoyed being face to face, he needed more. “Can I flip around?” Blaine asked after a few moments. He wanted something rougher and dirty. Maybe he could get some scratches to wear home as a badge of honor and prestige. “Let’s do doggy style.”