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[newvehiclefees]

[asmilinghopelessromantic]

Colin, smugly sitting backwards on his son's future study's chair: so you fell in love with two people who are actually the same person?

Benedict, deadpan: you hated Lady Whistle-

Colin: MOVING ON

Colin: as I was saying, I do have some experience with this type of situation

Benedict: you moped and brooded so much that I thought Anthony came back early

Colin: AS I WAS SAYING

Penelope, writing in the corner: nice one, Benedict

Colin, glared at his wife with no real heat behind his eyes: while I didn't react well-

Penelope: understatement of the century

Colin: DAMNIT, PEN, DO HAVE ADVICE FOR HIM

Penelope: in fact, I do, because you spent too long rubbing into your brother's face, I'll be happy to get the point as time is a bit of the essence

Penelope: Benedict, you feel betrayed but imagine your life without her

Benedict: I can't. She is engrained in my soul.

Penelope: then I suggest you hightail out of here to go get your wife. Talk with her, listen to her, and she'll listen to you.

*Benedict scrambles to the study door*

Penelope: wait, one last thing. She doesn't need someone to save her, just love and support her

Benedict, giving Penelope a kiss on her cheek: thank you, sister

Benedict after Colin clears his throat: thank you, Penelope's husband

[collectivecloseness]

Just a little domestic something about Kurt’s pretty casual typical behaviour around you...

(Cw: 18+, smut)

Kurt Kunkle x reader

Kurt comes and sits on your lap after a long stream, you could tell his gaming session was intense because of the yelling through the thin walls, not just because he was sweaty when he wrapped his arms around you, and when you pushed your hand over his forehead through his hair.

You hum “Did you have a good stream baby?” Your hand continuing to stroke through his hair that to be fair wasn’t exactly greasy, there was definitely enough volume to be fluffy enough for your fingers to flow through, but he was definitely sweaty.

Kurt shuffles closer to you on your lap. “Mm.” he hums, and by his tone you can tell something was up. Due to his cheers and screams of “LET’S GO!!!” not more than 15 minutes ago, you can tell it wasn’t to do with the game. More than likely, his viewership numbers, or Bobby.

“Bobby was being kinda mean...”

There it was.

“Baby Bobby’s an ass. Just drop him.” You kiss his forehead as he gives you those dark eyes, but pouty lip. “He’s fake.” You add on, hoping that’ll tip the scale even a little bit, if anything add more weight long term at least.

“I’m still not getting enough numbers on my own. Bobby helps.” Kurt mumbles, shuffling closer to you yet again on your lap, his arms wrapped under yours, long slender fingers playing with your hair at your back.

You sigh, the Bobby problem was an ongoing one, and you didn’t really need to sort it right now. You kiss up Kurt’s neck, then down his collarbone, to his left shoulder, Kurt mumbling a little, a small whine there, but as you kiss to the collar of his blue shirt, you realise it’s almost definitely coated in his sweat too. At least you kinda liked when Kurt got a little sweaty. He always smelled good in bed after a few rounds.

“Are you gonna have a shower baby?” You ask, stopping your kisses to look at him while you gently sweep his brown hair back, being careful of those gorgeous eyelashes. Kurt shakes his head, it tilted down, his eyes toward your chest “Uh uh.” Kurt responds.

You’re about to ask, since you and Kurt have a dinner planned later, but Kurt buries his hands into your ribs softly but possessively. “I wanna do something first.”

You raise your brow, but you’ll know you won’t even need to ask, and you don’t, because Kurt’s constant shifting on your lap seemed to be purposeful, as now he was humping into the plush of your thigh, you could tell how hard he was.

“Oh baby. You want some attention?” You coo, after taking a brief moment to blush, your hand softly squeezing Kurt’s chest over his shirt.

He nods. “Yeah... I mean- no. I wanna fuck you- your thighs- your lap- your...” Kurt trails off, his mouth opening with a stunned breath, a little bit of spit on his lips, as he watches himself humping your lap, while he cages you in with his arms underneath yours. Swearing and shaking a little as he speeds up, yourself just glad the chair was pinned to the wall, the eager rate your boyfriend was going.

“Mmm...” you decide “I can still give you some attention even if you wanna do it all by yourself Kurtie.” You say, your hand ticklish on his waist. Kurt hums, but his eyes are still trained on the still growing bulge in his dark sweats (sometimes you almost forgot just how much of your boyfriend there was) as he fucks into your lap, angling downwards and pressing himself into your crotch finally. Kurt smiling wickedly when he earns a moan from you for that.

You still make good on your promise, even if distracted, and kiss Kurt all up his neck, deep sticky wet kisses just how Kurt likes. Your arms a little trapped from the ways Kurt’s pinning you, but managing to stroke and lightly claw into his back over his shirt. Moaning over a light nibble into the crook of his neck as Kurt pounds your clit right with his bulge.

“Fuck... I wanna fuck you so hard. Gonna... gonna make you mine. Wanna cum on you y/n...” Kurt breathes wetly into your throat as he pushes his broad chest into yours, his needy hips slamming himself into you, unfortunate that both your clothes are blocking what you want.

“Yeah? You wanna cover me with your cum? I’m all yours Kurt.” You say, unable to not let out a small giggle, mostly because Kurt whines hard at that.

It is feeling incredibly good though. And as Kurt pounds are roughly bouncing on and off your clit again, you moan out into his shoulder, trying not to bite down on him too hard. “Fuck, Kurt. You got it, right there baby, please.”

“Aaaahh..!” Kurt whines sharply, and you know it’s at your words way more than any feelings, he speeds up even if he’s getting sloppy, but his big hands bruise your ribs as he angles himself determinedly. “Fuck... gonna cum...” Kurt gurgles, pressing his head into your shoulder and moaning, gripping onto you tightly and not letting go as his hisses increase, his dick throbbing with need and too warm in his pants, desperate to do more but unable to be touched because otherwise-

“You can cum baby. I want you to. Want your cum on me Kurt. Will fuck you in the shower after to say thank you.” You moan hotly into his neck.

“Fuck!” Kurt slams his rock hardness into you perfectly, spitting and teeth scraping over your neck as his head falls and he whines needily.

You feel it when hot warmth pools in bursts from Kurt’s lap, still pounding right into your clit over your, fortunately, thin clothes. Kurt whining out your name as he spills out into his pants, rutting his growing darkening stain against your cunt.

You stroke Kurt’s back when his humps weaken, minus a few individual spasms of movement. A little disappointed you didn’t get to cum because you were genuinely throbbing down there right now, but you knew you’d get your chance with him later.

As Kurt stops humping you with his cum stained pants, he looks up at you with flushed cheeks, sweating even more from that small amount of effort, and his fingers not greedily clawing into you anymore.

Kurt moves forward with a happy hum. Sloppily kissing you and shoving his tongue straight into your mouth. It’d take some effort not to gag, if you weren’t used to Kurt. But very soon you’re humming right back into his mouth as you kiss him back, kissing over his tongue, as it tries to explore your mouth like it hasn’t done a million times. Especially after the first time Kurt kissed you, and he followed you around like a clingy puppy in his honeymoon period asking if you two could kiss again.

Kurt eventually pulls back, kissing the small trail of spit he leaves on your lips before you can notice (you definitely notice), and his smile is happy and relaxed on you. His eyes cheery and lips bitten in his successful smile, his cheeks bobbing with how pleased he is with himself.

“Yeah? Was that good?” You chuckle. Aware of the growing dampening leaking into you pants from Kurt, but your hand lovingly stroking over his warm cheeks as you smile right back at him.

Kurt nods, licking his lips. “Mhm. Can I make you cum now?”

Oh. You clearly are teaching Kurt a lot. You wasn’t even sure if he noticed that quickly.

“Oh! Yeah, definitely baby. Of course.” You smirk, Kurt happily cheering out loud as he leaps off his seat on your lap, not bothering to change his pants, and bounds onto his knees right in front of you. Clearly eager and happy to please.

“You- you really hit the spot too Kurt baby. Felt so good for me.” You praise, wriggling up in your seat without Kurt’s extra weight on you, getting ready for him.

“Duh.” Kurt laughs, which you’re not really sure how to respond to, except with your own breathy laugh, until Kurt says “I literally dream of your p-pussy babe.” That makes sense.

Kurt chuckles when his hand smooths over your lap, his thumb rubbing over your clothed clit, making you hiss, and coming away with a pearly string from him attached to it.

“L-Looks like you came in your pants already.” Kurt laughs, biting his lip with a smile, as he paws eagerly at your pants, his eyes shining up at you.

“Oh no. You’re not getting out of it that easy buster.” You tease. That was Kurt’s own mess. But you should’ve known what Kurt’s answer would be as he in good humour responds “Not a chance.” and immediately your flushed skin is meeting the plastic chair as Kurt basically sweeps your pants from under you like a magician. You had actually seen him practicing magic tricks, for a video or a hobby you couldn’t tell.

But right now Kurt was dumping your pants on the floor, and his warm hands were happily running smoothly up your legs, going to part them so he could see his favourite treasure, as you placed your hand spread in his soft hair, not because Kurt needed any guiding there, but because he always liked to be touched.

“Oh and by the way. We’re still definitely fucking in the shower after this. I-If you want.” Kurt adds, his smile cute and genuine, before his head and his fingers duck down to venture.

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