Andercest Origins
This is a partial log of an Andercest thing written by @blaineandco and myself. I played Cooper. It will obviously be heavy on the incest & there may be #nsfw elements I don’t remember. It’s unfinished.
Cooper: Cooper flicked on the lights to his tiny studio apartment as he pulled Blaine's suitcase inside and gave a smile as he turned to his little brother, "Well, this is it. Casa de la Cooper." He beamed, letting Blaine look around as he shut the door and shrugged his jacket off, laying it on the counter and followed Blaine further inside, "It's small, but a lot of actors feel that their art flourishes in confined spaces. You know? You can really bounce ideas, and concept off these walls." He spoke confidently, as if he really knew what he was talking about, after all he was the big Hollywood actor and Blaine was a kid from a suburb in Ohio. There was so much his big brother could teach him. And hopefully would, over the course of the next few week. He couldn't begin to describe the horror he'd felt when he'd heard about 'the incident', the images of his baby brother beaten half to death, lying in a hospital bed, those fears had brought so many emotions to surface. Feelings he thought he'd long since put to bed, and having Blaine here, in close proximity only strengthened them. This summer he would make clear that his brother never felt alone again. "So...what do you want to do first little brother?" He asked, his smile bright as he looked down at Blaine, who'd somehow grown up over the course of the last few months since they'd last seen each other. The sight of him, almost a man now only further solidifying his feelings, his determination for letting them be known.
Blaine: Blaine looked around the small apartment, nodding, wide-eyed at what Cooper had to say. The flight had been exhausting, the mix of the crowded airport and everything else, the stress of LA traffic which was HORRIBLE compared to Ohio-- all of it had taken its toll. "As boring as it sounds, maybe we could just lay down for a little bit? I'm a little wiped out from everything," he said, a crooked smile on his lips as he looked up at his big brother. "Maybe... you know... we could lay together like we used to?" he asked quietly, recalling all the times Blaine had snuck into Cooper's room just to be closer to his brother, cuddling up next to him despite Cooper's request for him to go away, even though the threats were always empty and ended with them cuddled up together, fast asleep.
Cooper: 's face pulled into a smile and he nodded, touching a light hand to the small of Blaine's back, "You feeling okay little one?" He spoke gently, eyes surveying Blaine's, searching for any sign of pain or discomfort - his mother had repeatedly warned him that Blaine was still recovering from his injuries. "Come on." He encouraged, and couldn't help the way his heartbeat picked up at the idea of being so close to Blaine again, curled up against him like that used to before. Only now Blaine wasn't just a kid. And Cooper was different too, no longer under the rule of a father who was intolerant at best. He'd lived. He'd come to terms with the twisted thoughts in his head. "I figure we could share the bed? It'll be more comfortable for you. The couch is there, but my chiropractor would kill me for sleeping on it. Plus my psychic says that if I get my beauty rest this month, I'll be sure to nab an audition at have coming up."
Blaine: Blaine smiled brightly, followed by a shake of his head at the psychic. "Okay, okay. Come on," he said, taking off his sweater vest and polo shirt, leaving only his white undershirt as he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto Cooper's bed. He moved to one side, patting the bed for Cooper to lay next to him with a wide smile.
Cooper: beamed and followed suit, kicking off his shoes and climbing into the bed, moving close to Blaine on his side, his head propped up on his hand as his elbow rested against the bed. Blue eyes met hazel as they stared at each other for a moment and Cooper's eyes only left Blaine's to flick across his face and study the changes that had occurred since they'd last been this close. A soft brush of his thumb across a scrap that was still healing on Blaine's jawline and he frowned deeply, "I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you baby brother." He whispered breathlessly, his brow knotting in remorse, "I should have been there to protect you."
Blaine: Blaine shook his head. "You couldn't have known that would happen... <i>I</i> couldn't have known that would happen..." he paused for a few moments, eyes locked on Cooper's. "It was scary... and dad..." he laughed dryly. "I thought he hated me <i>before</i>," he frowned for a moment before smiling again. "I'm so happy to be here with you," he smiled.
Cooper: let out a soft breath and in a moment of boldness he pulled an arm around Blaine and pulled him closer, pressing a gently kiss to his forehead, "I'm really glad you're here too." He murmured, his mind drifting as Blaine spoke, his father had always been an intolerant man, he'd seen glimpses of that his whole life, but surely after he'd almost lost Blaine he's come around? "I love you baby brother." He whispered, his words meaning so much more than an older brother should feel. His love so much deeper than anything he'd felt before, for anyone.
Blaine curled into Cooper easily. It felt so right, so perfect. He sighed, probably taking it a step to far and letting his leg slide over Cooper's, his arm resting on his chest. "I love you, too, big brother," he sighed, looking up at Cooper. His words meant more than they should, too. He'd <i>never</i> felt so safe and comfortable and <b>happy</b> as he did in this very moment. "I love you a lot, Coop," he added, desperately wanting to kiss him like those few times they had in the past, but realizing that it was probably not something that was possible these days. It didn't stop his eyes from landing on Cooper's lips and wishing, though.
Cooper: let out a soft sigh of satisfaction as Blaine melted against him and he kept his arm tight, his hand resting against Blaine's back, a thumb gently caressing it, lifting the back of his shirt just enough to touch the slightest bit of skin. "I know you do kiddo." He murmured, a careful kiss pressed to his cheek, another to his jaw, another against his forehead again before he let his lips land tentatively on Blaine's and stay there. Still, awaiting reaction from his brother.
Blaine: blushed under the kisses, his heart skipping a beat as his breath was taken away at the feel of Cooper's lips against his. Instinctively, he reached for Cooper's face, his tongue licking at his lip, wanting to taste him, wanting so much more as his body pressed against his older brother's.
Cooper: let Blaine lead, afraid to take advantage of his vulnerabilities, ashamed to admit what his heart and body felt, but before he knew it Blaine was licking against his lips and Cooper couldn't help but have his tongue flick out to meet Blaine's, pulling a moan from himself, lustful and completely inappropriate. It didn't stop him, nothing would now. Except for Blaine of course, if he decided to do so. He pressed his body tight against his younger, smaller brother and kisses him deeply; pulling, sucking, licking Blaine's tongue into his own mouth, his hand now slipping completely under Blaine's shirt, openly tracing his finger tips across his surprisingly muscular back.
Blaine: moved to straddle Cooper, kissing him deeper, letting his tongue explore Cooper's, moaning at the way he tasted. His hips rolled against Cooper's out of pure instinct, breathing against his lips. "Fuck..."
Cooper: grunted, watching Blaine's movements, silently but closely studying his reactions, of course his body would react to Cooper's touch, but was that all it was? Or perhaps Blaine felt the deep pull between them that Cooper had long felt was present. Maybe he wasn't just twisted. Maybe there was some sort of fate or higher power that had instill this deep sense of love withing Cooper. "I love you little brother." He whispered again, his voice urgent as he moaned at the way the curse fell out of innocent lips.
Blaine: whimpered, kissing Cooper as though his life depended on it. "Coop... I love you, too... I... I love you more than anyone else," Blaine said in a whisper, voice desperate, wondering if Cooper knew what he meant as he pushed up his older brother's shirt to sigh dreamily at the skin exposed there. Hazel eyes met blue again and Blaine couldn't help the words that spilled out in a hushed whisper, blush flooding over his cheeks. "Can we... um... make love?"
Cooper: nodded and cupped a hand to Blaine's face, letting it pull back to run his fingers through the curls he'd let loose on this rare occasion, "My beautiful boy." He murmured, he knew he'd always been seen at the beautiful one, but he'd always thought that wasn't quite true. All the beautiful in the world was held in the tiny package that was Blaine Anderson, that was the way Cooper saw him, beautiful, innocent, and sexy in this moment and many moments before. "Yes, my love." He breathed, his eyes clouding with tears, far too many years of built up tension, passion and love, ready to burst through walls he'd put up for their own good. "I'd do anything for you." He strained voice choked out and he managed to flash a sincere smile, up at his brother.
Blaine: 's eyes were misty, too, to hear Cooper say 'my love' had his stomach flipping in the best of ways. He huffed out a laugh before pressing his lips to Cooper's again. "Just be careful with the back of my head, it's still tender," he whispered, kissing over Cooper's jaw and down his neck. He eagerly pushed his brother's shirt all the way up, letting his tongue drag over his skin, eyes watching to see how he liked it.
Cooper: nodded and let his eyes flutter close, weak from the way Blaine's lips brushed across his jaw and whimpering, his back arching as he felt the wet warmth of Blaine's tongue against his abs and let his eyes open to meet Blaine, "Oh wow...have you done this before baby brother?" He whispered, both terrified and aroused by the thought that this very well might be his brother's first time.
Blaine: shook his head. "No... is that... is that not good? I mean... I, umm... I watch a lot of... stuff online," he blushed, ducking his head. "Most guys seem to like that... do you? Like my tongue on you?"
Cooper: smiled and let out a laugh, "It's perfect. You're perfect Blaine. It feels so good. I just need to know this is really what you want." He spoke more seriously, "You know that brothers aren't supposed to love each other like this." He reminded him gently, not trying to deter him, but needing the reassurance that he wasn't taking advantage, that Blaine knew what he was doing and why.
Blaine: Blaine moved back up, straddling Cooper's hips again, his hands on his chest. "I know... I know they're not... but I can't help it, Cooper... I love you... I love you like this. More than anyone in the world. There's no one that could compare to you, big brother. I <i>want</i> this... you, I want you, big brother. Like this... is it... bad... that I do?" he asked, eyes wide and questioning at his big brother who always had all the answers to the hard questions like these.
Cooper: took Blaine's hands in his own as he spoke and smiled gently, "I think that real love can never be wrong." He spoke softly, letting any pretense drop, because in this moment it wasn't just a man and his younger brother. It was lovers. Soulmates. Passionate and honest. "I was meant for you." He whispered, kissing Blaine's fingertips one by one until he'd tasted each one with the tip of his tongue. "I want you to do what makes you feel good baby boy. Tonight is all about you." He sighed out a happy breath, unknowingly handing over his heart and all his control to his younger brother in that very moment.
Blaine: breathed a sigh of relief. "You feel it, too? Have you always? I've always loved you, Coop... I wanted to be the best I could for you. More than mom or dad... I always wanted to make you happy, make you proud of me... when I say I love you.... it's not like I love mom... it's something deeper. Something I've only ever felt towards you... and as for what I want... there's some stuff I want to try... and I... I want to..." he sighed,blushing, kissing Cooper again deeply. "I want to fuck you," he breathed against his lips.
Cooper: nodded, "I used to think it was just...older brother stuff. You know? I'd be like so proud of you when you score a goal or won a science fair. Probably more proud than mom and dad. And then was you got a little older it was like, I got super protective when ever you talked about your crushes or whatever." He spoke, his words carefully chosen, "But the last couple years, I began to see it was something much deeper. I fell so in love with you." He let out a breath that felt like it had been stuck inside for decades, "You are my world. All I want is to make you proud. Can you see how hard I try with you? You're the only one that ever mattered." He felt his own face heat with a blush at Blaine's admission, kissing him, holding him close as he nodded again, "I'd like that little brother."
Blaine: had so many questions, so many things to share with Cooper, none of them appropriate for the moment that they were in right now. Blaine ducked his head once more, smiling. "I... um... have you ever done... <i>you know</i>... with a guy before?" he asked, eyes finally gazing into Cooper's once more. He had watched countless videos, read every article he could find, and he was fairly certain he knew <b>exactly</b> what to do, but if Cooper had first hand experience, it'd probably be more helpful. Blaine licked his lips, finding that his hips had decided to grind against his brother's once more, despite his overwhelming need to ask a million questions first.