to further the "ripped tomboy f! blaine" propaganda, here she is in shorter hair and m! blaine's suit + one inspired by @somewillwin's drawing that matches her dress.
Request, Mc is on lockdown and Blaine invites her over for beers and much more😏
loved this idea hope you enjoy it, whomever you may be👀👀
f!mc (Kennedy) x f!blaine
NSFW so reader discretion is advised (also im not that good at smut im sorry)
tag list: @alleycat97 @cloud9in @blaine-hayes
this is my first time writing for Blaine so i’m sorry if it’s bad
wordcount: 2.1k
Under the stars
Kennedy huffs, exasperated as she lays in her solitary confinement as she liked to call it (but really it’s her bedroom). Because being locked away in her bedroom away from her social life at Vancross was like a mental prison, and her mom was the warden, controlling her freedom. Ever since Winston had offered for Kennedy to date one of her classmates, she had a weird pit in her stomach that made her feel queasy. What makes matters worse, is that she had been avoiding Blaine at all costs, on campus, in class, anywhere where there were prying eyes. Because the last thing she wanted was Blaine’s name being dragged through the mud, no matter how persistent Blaine was in proclaiming she was in the photo.
A small knock at the door breaks Kennedy out of her reverie as she calls out, “come in!” Dionne enters clutching her phone, her expression giddy.
“I have a certain someone on the phone for you,” she whispers animatedly, as she waves the phone in Kennedy’s face.
Kennedy smiles as she plucks the phone from Dionne’s hand and puts it to her ear, “hey you.”
Over the line she hears Blaine’s low voice, “hey Rutherland.” Kennedy feels her heart beating in her chest faster and harder, as she hears Blaine’s voice. “Did you miss me?”
“Like crazy.” Blaine lets out a small chuckle. “So what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to have a drink with me?”
“I don’t think mom would appreciate me leaving my dorm to have a drink with my sworn enemy.”
“So we’re back on what mommy says?” Blaine teases, Kennedy can practically hear her smiling over the phone.
“It’s not like that. This picture is literally destroying my mom’s campaign, she’s practically keeping me locked in my room.”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to enjoy these beers all on my own.” Blaine sighs exaggeratingly, “oh and you’ll miss the surprise I had for you too.”
Kennedy raises an eyebrow, curious, “surprise? What is it?”
“Not really much of a surprise if I tell you Rutherland. Guess you’ll have to come here if you want to find out.”
“And where exactly is here?”
“I’m afraid that’s classified until you agree to come.”
Kennedy looks back at Dionne who practically has stars in her eyes, as she watches the interaction between Kennedy and Blaine. “Dionne if I-”
Not even letting her finish Dionne nods her head pushing Kennedy towards her closet, “yep done. I’ll cover for you, now go meet your girl.” Dionne squeals as she takes the phone from Kennedy’s hand, placing it to her own ear, “Kennedy’s coming, now where is she meeting you?” After giving the location Dionne helps Kennedy help ready before helping sneak out of her bedroom window, just as the sun is beginning to set. “So you’ll be going to the art building, if you turn left and walk down the pathway, you’ll see a small alleyway and if you walk through there and then turn right, there art building will be there. There should be a set of stairs at the back of the building, Blaine said she left the door unlocked for you.”
Kennedy nods, resolute, “okay. Thank you for this Dionne.”
“Don’t thank me, just know I’m expecting details later though.”
Kennedy climbs not so gracefully out of her window, careful not to alert Tatum with his super sharp bodyguard senses as she follows Dionne’s instructions. Once she reaches the building, she pulls the handle, and makes her way to the rooftop and when she reaches it, she gasps as she lays eyes on Blaine. Blaine stands at the edge of the rooftop and in the middle is a carefully laid out picnic blanket with candles surrounding it with a few blankets and pillows, as well as a cooler and a basket of food. Kennedy turns to Blaine, admiration swelling in her eyes, “you did all of this for me?”
“Of course I did Rutherland.” She passes Kennedy a beer, clinking her bottle with hers before taking her hand and leading her onto the blanket.
“So is this our thing? Breaking into places we’re not meant to be in and drinking beers?”
Blaine gives Kennedy a sweet smile, “it could be if you want it too.”
“I do,” Kennedy replies softly.
“Careful Rutherland, some might think I’m leading you to the dark side if you keep rebelling like that.”
“Maybe I’m sick of everyone controlling my life and want to just do something I want.”
Blaine laughs, “it was that mentality that got you into this scandal in the first place.” Blaine smiles but catches Kennedy’s demeanour deflating slightly, “hey Kennedy I was kidding.”
“I know,” Kennedy stares down at the bottle in her hand, slightly swinging the bottle back and forth in her hand, “it’s just Winston has been on my ass about damage control and nothing seems to be working.”
Blaine nonchalantly shrugs, “take it from someone who has been in countless scandals, it will eventually blow over, you just gotta let it play out and soon everything will be back to normal.” Blaine downs the rest of her drink before reaching into the cooler for another, “come on Rutherland, you’re falling behind.” Kennedy senses the challenge in Blaine’s tone, as she downs her entire drink in one giant swig, slightly wincing once she’s done as the acid reflux hits her. “You good?”
Kennedy triumphantly wipes her mouth with her hand, “pass me another.” The girls drink for a while, stopping every now and then to eat whatever food Blaine had packed in her basket but as the sun fully sets, darkening the night sky, Kennedy cranes her head up, her expression sobering.
“Rutherland?” Kennedy hums non committedly, “Kennedy.” Blaine says a little louder, tearing Kennedy out of her thoughts, “you okay?”
“Yeah I’m just thinking.”
“Care to share?” Blaine wiggles her eyebrows as she moves closer to the girl, wrapping her arm around her. Kennedy rests her head on her shoulder, before sighing heavily.
“Winston came up with an idea that might help me clean up my image.”
“What is it?”
“He wants me to date one of our classmates.” Kennedy feels Blaine freezing for a moment, before her hand warmly rubs at the exposed skin on Kennedy’s side.
“Do you know who?”
Kennedy shakes her head, “not yet. But is that okay with you?” Kennedy lifts her head up, to gaze into Blaine’s eyes.
“Sure, you do what you have to do for your mom,” Blaine gives Kennedy a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes, but Kennedy can see the sadness swimming beneath them.
“You know I only want you.”
“Geez Rutherland, don’t sound so desperate,” Blaine’s taunts, resulting in Kennedy nudging Blaine with her shoulder.
“Shut up.”
“Make me.” Blaine retorts, a confident smirk on her face. Kennedy takes on the challenge capturing Blaine in a long kiss. Blaine snakes her arm around Kennedy, pulling her closer, as her kisses grow hungrier, as she also devours Kennedy’s lips.
“Now who’s desperate?” Kennedy teases, breaking her kiss, letting her thumb trail the bad girl’s bottom lip. Blaine opens her mouth slightly, sucking on the tip of Kennedy’s thumb, letting it go with a satisfying pop. A devilish smirk appears on her face, as she watches Kennedy’s mouth hang open, dumbstruck.
“You were saying?” Blaine, cups the back of Kennedy’s lips and kisses her with dangerous recklessness. She peppers kisses up to Kennedy’s jaw and Kennedy feels her eyes rolling to the back of her head, once Blaine starts nibbling on her earlobe.
“Blaine…” she whimpers as she feels Blaine smiling against her neck.
“Do you like that?”
Kennedy nods aggressively, “don’t stop.” Something in Blaine seems to ignite, watching Kennedy unfold for her, and as kisses Kennedy ravenously, trying to set alight the fire inside of her. Kennedy moans into Blaine’s mouth, as their tongue’s tangle together, desire pooling in her body. Blaine slowly begins pushing Kennedy down on the blanket, until her head is resting on her pillow, she hooks her hands underneath Kennedy’s thighs spreading them, before pulling her closer. Kennedy gazes into the bad girl’s eyes, assessing the intensity in them as Blaine leans down whispering into her ear.
“Do you want me to stop?” Her hands tighten around Kennedy’s thighs, and Kennedy gulps heavily, her chest rising and falling faster, unable to keep her desire in check.
“No.”
Blaine pulls her head back slightly meeting Kennedy’s eyes, her voice low and soft, “if you want me to stop at any point you just tell me okay?”
Blaine slowly begins pulling Kennedy out of her clothes until she’s laying her fully nude. Blaine follows suit undressing herself while maintaining eye contact with Kennedy catching her every reaction, watching the hunger in her eyes intensify as she takes off more of her clothing. Under the night sky, Kennedy and Blaine’s bodies look like they’re glowing under the dim moonlight, their features only being accentuated by the shine of the stars. Blaine presses her lips to Kennedy’s chest, kissing and sucking around the apex of her breasts. She lightly begins kneading one of her breasts with one hand, her fingers slightly pinching the top, while she works wonders on the other, letting her tongue run all over it, as she softly sucks and nibbles, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from Kennedy. Blaine smirks and begins kissing down her stomach, feeling the goosebumps across her skin as the cold night air, delicately hitting their skin, Once she reaches her inner thigh, Blaine hooks her hand under Kennedy’s knee, placing her leg over her shoulder. Kennedy looks down to see the want in Blaine’s eyes, blazing right through her. Tantalizingly, Blaine puts her lips on her inner thigh, languidly running her tongue up and down. Kennedy digs her heel into Blaine’s shoulder slightly, indicating for her to continue pleasuring her instead of playing games but Blaine can’t help but draw out the foreplay longer. She sits up and begins kissing from the ankle of Kennedy’s leg that’s hooked around her shoulder, and begins kissing upwards until her lips are ghosting around her inner thigh.
“Please,” Kennedy croaks out, her panting becoming heavily as she squeezes her eyes shut.
Blaine smirks as she presses her tongue against Kennedy’s sensitive spot, and Kennedy immediately bucks her hips up in response. “You seem pretty desperate to me,” Blaine whispers as she runs her tongue over Kennedy’s folds once again. She begins sucking softly at her button, sending tingles up Kennedy’s spine as her fingers join her tongue. She begins circling her clit with her thumb as she laps at her entrance with her tongue, evoking a series of moans and groans from the girl. “God you taste so good.” She places two fingers into Kennedy’s entrance and begins to slowly pump them in and out. Kennedy props up on her elbows watching Blaine fuck her as her hip moving along with her fingers, only deepening the friction bringing her more pleasure. She throws her head back, gasping heavily, feeling her body tightening up as Blaine pumps more intensely, fucking the complete oblivion out of her.
She lets out a series of strangled moans, her voice becoming hoarse, as her entrance contracts against Blaine’s fingers indicating she’s close. Blaine brings her tongue back into the mix, licking up the juices around her fingers, and even after Kennedy comes, she continues fucking her, letting her ride of every wave of her orgasm. Kennedy’s legs begin shaking slightly, and Blaine wraps her arms around them, holding them in place as she continues eating her out, tasting the evidence of Kennedy’s desire which only seems to spur her on more. Eventually Kennedy flops down, exhausted, and Blaine delicately places her legs down, and crawls on top of her, giving her one final long kiss before collapsing down next to her.
“That was…” Kennedy bites her lips, still breathless from the ordeal as she snuggles into Blaine’s side.
“Yeah..” Blaine kisses the crown of Kennedy’s head, as her eyes stare into the night sky, her head full of thoughts.
“What are you thinking about?” Kennedy mumbles into her neck.
“Us.” Kennedy sighs heavily before turning to meet Kennedy’s eyes, her face slightly falling. “I- I really like you Kennedy and I don’t want stupid trashy tabloids ruining whatever comes for us. I already had one relationship destroyed by them, I won’t let them ruin you too.” Blaine’s voice comes out gruff, low but filled with intensity.
Kennedy shakes her head slightly, “I like you too Blaine, I won’t let anyone ruin this. Not the paps, not my mom, not this stupid feud, nothing.” Kennedy presses a sweet but gentle kiss against her lips.
Blaine sighs deeply, “I guess you should be going. Dionne can’t stall for that long.”
“I don’t think I can walk right now. Besides,” she presses her body closer to Blaine’s as Blaine tightens her hold around her, “I would rather stay out here with you.”
Hi there :) Are you taking requests? If you so, would mind write a fic where MC get jeaulosy on Blaine when realize she's on a date app and talking to other girls?
Omg I love it!💚 Kinda went angst there🤭
Tag list: @samanthadalton @fundamentalromantic @shows-simp-card @somewillwin @robintora @kwaj05 @scarlet-letter-a0114 @iamsimpforpoppy
Kiss💋Link
F!blaine x Mc (Kennedy)
Part 2
Being the first daughter wasn’t as glamorous as one would think. The social life was non existent and everything you did was monitored. Vancross was helping alleviate most of Kennedy’s issues, she got to be with students just like her who shared common interest. But the dating game was still tricky however.
Kennedy got an evening away with Dionne, both girls getting the required permission to do so. They set their sights on dinner first, finally getting a chance to catchup on gossip like two normal young adults.
“I’m telling you Kennedy! You’re crazy about her!” Dionne protested.
“Shh! Not so loud D! And I don’t like her in that way. We’re just friends.” Kennedy replied pushing the Blaine topic aside.
“Yeah right, you guys are so crazy for each other! I’m surprised you didn’t invite her instead of me.”
“D, I’m serious! I can’t have anything to do with Blaine, my mom is hounding me as is and Blaine doesn’t even like me back. So can we just end this?” Kennedy grumbled picking at her food.
“Kennedy I’m sorry. I’m just trying to help. But you need someone...” Dionne tried.
“Dionne I can’t have a relationship right now. I can’t even go on a proper date.”
“Have you tried dating apps?”
“No? It’s too personal for me. My mother would never allow it.”
Kennedy’s phone began buzzing with texts from Blaine completely shutting herself out from Dionne’s rambling.
Blaine💚: What’s up loser?
Kennedy: Eating dinner with Dionne in town.
Blaine💚: In town!? Guess I’m not your favorite anymore?
Kennedy: (Smiling) Of course you are🥰 You know we can’t be seen together right now.
Blaine💚: Alright you win. But let’s hang when you get back? Meet in the quad at midnight?
Kennedy: I’ll be there.
“Earth to Kennedy! Have you been listening to me at all? And why are you smiling like an idiot?” Dionne asked noticing Blaine’s name in the text box answering her question. “I knew it!”
“Dionne!”
“What! You’re crazy for her!! It’s so obvious and she likes you to! I’ve known Blaine for a long time, I can tell when she likes someone!”
“Ok maybe I do! But it’s not like we can be a normal couple.”
“Well you have to try! Blaine won’t wait forever.”
Kennedy sat in silence thinking about her upcoming meet up with Blaine when she heard a very interesting conversation from the girls behind her.
“I’m telling you girls! You have to get this app! Look at this one I paired with this morning!” The ditzy blonde spoke.
“She goes to Vancross! We’re gonna meet up tomorrow night.” The blonde responded.
Dionne couldn’t help but overhear and she knew Kennedy was seething.
“Excuse me?” Kennedy jumped up sliding into the booth with the girls. “I’m sorry for eavesdropping, but may I see this app you have?”
“Oh it’s fine! It’s a new app called Kiss💋Link!”
Kennedy took the phone and sure enough, there was Blaine, and her conversation with the blonde. Reading their flirtatious banter made Kennedy explode inside, how could Blaine play her like this!?”
Kennedy slammed the phone down and ran outside in rage. She didn’t bother to wait for the Dionne or Tatum. She ran where ever her feet took her. Stopping to catch her breath it started to rain on her.
“Just great.” Kennedy cried sliding down the brick wall onto the concrete. “Why would she do this to me?” She pleaded. She was pulled from her trance when Blaine’s name alerted her on her phone.
Blaine💚: Hey so it’s raining, let’s just forget tonight and reschedule.
Kennedy sat there in the rain crying, begging, and pleading. Anything, to help make her understand Blaine’s motives. But she couldn’t understand anything right now, because she was cold, wet, and broken. The only thing she cared for was the liquor sign illuminating the sidewalk across the street.
Kennedy wanted nothing more than to crawl inside of a bottle and drown. So that’s what she did. She milked the bottle of course, each sip burning more than the last. She began to stumble back towards campus taking her last sip at midnight, facing Blaine’s door.
Blaine sat on her couch staring at the television when a loud bang came from her front door. She went to open it to find Kennedy. “Kennedy?”
“That’s my name.” She replied stumbling forward off balance, Blaine catching her.
“Your soaking wet! And is that...alcohol I smell?”
“What’s it to you toots.”
“Because you’re drunk!” Blaine protested.
“Thanks to you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Blaine questioned. “This isn’t about canceling tonight is it?”
Kennedy couldn’t escape the explosion that was coming, her fate was sealed with that last sip of liquid courage.
“Yeah Blaine it is!” She yelle, lazily pointing her finger towards the brunette.
“Look Kennedy, it was raining and you were with Dionne...”
“And you were too busy messsging Amanda.” Kennedy blurted out, making Blaine’s face go pale.
“Shit.” Blaine whispered. “Kennedy I...”
“Oh cut the shit Hayes! I know about Kiss💋Link! And your little date you have planned tomorrow. What’s a matter? Didn’t think I’d find out?”
“Kennedy I’m sorry! I just got caught up in the app! It’s not serious I swear. I’m sorry!”
“No!!!” Kennedy screamed with all her might. “You don’t get to be sorry”
“Kennedy! It’s not like we were that serious! You said it yourself, you weren’t ready for us yet.” Blaine retorted.
“Because you told me not to rush! You can’t tell someone you like them and that you’ll wait for them and go behind their back for a fling Blaine!”
“Kennedy please! We both need...”
“I’d be very careful of what you say next Blaine. I’m cold, I’m wet, I’m drunk, I’m broken and above all, I’m pissed off.”
Blaine didn’t know what to say, she messed up. And she didn’t know how to fix it.
“Kennedy...” She said reaching forward.
Kennedy trembled backwards, tears spilling over again, “Stay away from me Blaine.”
“Please Kennedy...” She inched closer.
“I said stay away! My mom was right about you! I should have never trusted you!”
And in a blink of an eye, Kennedy stumbled out the door and slipped and fell on the sidewalk, hitting her head hard.
The last thing she remembered before the darkness overtook her was a wet set of brunette hair resting on her chest.
