Klaine Fic: A Gladiator's Choice; part 3.
A Gladiator!Blaine fic: A Gladiators Choice. Part three:
A FAIR WARNING GUYS. There's smut under the cut! As in NC-17 or whatever it's called, mmkay? Good.
It had started as a normal day. Blaine had woken up on his mattress; feeling well rested. He'd eaten his tiny breakfast in the company of his closest friend Wes, who were going to the area directly after the meal was finished. Blaine spend his day training with the new gladiators. It was one of those days where he wasn't supposed to fight. There were no games for him to participate in, and no game meant no Kurt. It made him sad but he knew he had a big fight tomorrow; against one of the neighbor towns' best fighter he'd been told, and that meant he could see Kurt tomorrow.
Blaine trained the new guys hard. He was ordered to do so. But he also had to teach them that it wasn't just a fun game anymore with swords of tree; it was real and even if they lucky or exceptionally strong, they were risking their lives. There were of course some young men who had chosen to become gladiators that wouldn't listen to him. He was merely a slave; a toy in their eyes. But Blaine didn't mind. He could show them in other ways. And he did. He fought every single one of those royal snobs and he won every game without as much as breaking a sweat.
When night time approached Blaine was tired. He'd fought and trained all day and he had the big fight tomorrow. He was planning on going to bed early, but first he needed a shower. He washed his dirty locks; pulling a little on the slightly long hair. He needed a haircut. But Kurt liked his hair the way it was. When he wasn't pulling it while moaning, he was running his hands through it absentmindedly while they talked. A shiver ran through his body as he remembered the way Kurt would cling to his shoulders and back. The way those pretty lips panted. The way Kurt wrapped his legs around his waist when they were lying naked on top of each other. His cock was starting to harden, when a hard voice burst through his thoughts.
”Anderson! There's someone here for ya!” Yelled his trainer and Blaine groaned. Perfect timing. He barked out a short reply and the quickly pulled on a pair of pants. He made his way out of the bathing area and ran a hand through his still dripping hair while wondering who exactly wanted to talk to him at this time of the evening.
“Blaine?” Blaine turned around at the sound of his name and froze to the spot when he saw who had called for him.
”Kurt? What are you doing here?” He asked and hurried over to the brunette.
”So late in the evening and down by the gladiators?” Blaine suddenly noticed the tears that silently slid down the younger boy’s cheeks. ”What’s wrong?”
”I'm- I have to go to another man's room, Blaine.” Blaine's eyes grew in shock. No. No, no, no this couldn’t be happening!
”The guy you're fighting tomorrow; he picked me. But I wanted it to be you Blaine. I want you to be the first; to be my first!” Kurt grabbed Blaine's face and crashed their lips together. ”I need it to be you Blaine,” he whispered against the curly haired man's lips.
”I wish we could Kurt, but…” Blaine trailed off. He didn't know what to do or say. He would do anything to be Kurt’s first. He would do anything to be Kurt’s forever. But there was just no way.
”But Kurt no, not here. I don't even have my own room,” Blaine said as he thought of his single worn out mattress lying among the other gladiators’.
”I've already gotten us one.”
”I'm not allowed outside without permission Kurt,” he explained; slightly confused. Had Kurt gotten them a room? The boy who couldn’t even get the word ‘sex’ over his lips without blushing?
”I've got it covered,” Kurt said and turned around. ”Follow me.” And so Blaine did. A few meters from the exit Kurt turned to Blaine.
”Does it look like I've been crying?” He asked and wiped at his slightly damp cheeks.
”No. Not more than the smell makes people anyway.”
”Good.” And then Kurt marched -not just walked- over to the guard with a whole new aura. He held his head high and his back straight.
”I've found him,” he said to the guard and nodded towards Blaine. The guard grunted and let them pass.
Blaine kept trailing behind Kurt; following him several blocks away as he tried to wrap his mind around what was going to happen. Kurt would have to be with another man tomorrow. A man that would definitively not treat Kurt the way Blaine had done so far.
”We're here,” Kurt whispered and jolted Blaine out of his thoughts. He looked up to see an expensive looking building in front of them. Kurt walked inside and nodded at a lady who's sitting behind a table. Blaine followed him up a flight of stairs and into a beautiful room with a broad bed inside.
Kurt walked over to the bed, but didn’t sit down. He just kept his back turned to Blaine, and the curly haired man sighed. This wasn’t how he’d imagined their first time. He’d imagined himself as a free man with Kurt on his arm, maybe watching a show first and later they would settle into his own bedroom; slightly lit with candles.
That wasn’t how the real world was going to be. But he could at least make sure it would be a good memory for Kurt. And he could make sure that Kurt knew he would still like to see him, even after another man had touched him. His feelings weren’t some kind of stupid crush on Kurt’s virginity. It was love. Love for Kurt, not just his body.
“Kurt,” he called softly, but the brunette didn’t turn around. Blaine stepped closer, until he was standing right behind him. “Kurt,” he tried again. He saw the other boy’s shoulders shiver slightly and without a second though he wrapped his arms around Kurt’s waist.
“Listen to me,” he whispered and closed his eyes. He pressed their cheeks together and felt the tears even before Kurt choked down a sob. “This is not goodbye, you hear me? I still love- love being with you, and I still want to spend every day with you. I still want to see you smile, and I still want to hold you in my arms.” As if to emphasize his words, he pulled Kurt tighter to his chest. He felt the younger boy take an unsteady breath before he turned around and buried his face in Blaine’s chest.
“You- you promise?” He sobbed.
“I promise,” Blaine mumbled and placed a kiss on the top of Kurt’s head. “And we really don’t have to do this, Kurt. We could always figure out another way. That other guy won’t stand a chance against me.”
“But Blaine…” Kurt looked up Blaine with a heartbreaking expression. “He’s supposed to be the best fighter in the whole country,” he whispered as more tears sprang into his eyes. “What if he wins? What if you die?”
Blaine chuckled humorlessly. “Sorry to disappoint you, but the king won’t let me die that easily. I’m his best gladiator, remember? I can’t believe you haven’t got faith in my abilities.” Kurt’s head snapped up.
“I didn’t mean it like tha-“ He didn’t get to say more before Blaine silenced him with his lips.
“I know,” he smiled against Kurt’s lips. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck and their kiss deepened. This may not be the way they would have wanted it, but that didn’t mean the two men wouldn’t enjoy sharing themselves with each other. Blaine moved his lips down Kurt’s jaw and further down to his neck, tasting the younger boy’s tears all the way down.
“Blaine,” Kurt breathed out and tilted his head to give Blaine more access. The curly haired man took a few slow steps back, until the back of Kurt’s knees hit the bed and he fell; bringing Blaine down with him.
“You’re heavy,” Kurt giggled as Blaine landed on top of him with a small ‘oomph’.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled and made to pull away or at least shift his weight into his arms, but Kurt just pulled him down by the neck.
“It’s nice,” the brunette mumbled. “It feels safe.” Blaine smiled affectionately and leaned the few inches down to capture Kurt’s lips once again. He let one hand slide down Kurt’s side and under the long shirt he was wearing; feeling the warm skin underneath. Kurt shivered slightly and pressed into the touch.
Both men were getting harder by the minute; their kisses turning more and more heated. Blaine’s hands found their way into Kurt’s clothes; one wrapping around his hard member and the other crawling up to hold on to his shoulder. Kurt’s hands were placed sloppily on the other man’s strong biceps.
“Blaine, urg, I n-need you,” Kurt moaned at a particular tight stroke of his already leaking cock. Blaine didn’t answer with words, but let his hand wander further down, until he had a hand full of Kurt’s ass. He gave a little squeeze before retreating his hand and locking eyes with the brunette.
“Suck,” he commanded gently as he placed a finger at Kurt’s swollen lips. Kurt’s eyes widened a bit, but he obediently sucked the digit into his mouth; swirling his tongue around it without breaking eye contact with Blaine. The curly haired man groaned at the wet feeling and felt his cock twitch in his pants. Which he really should get rid of soon. He dragged his finger out and attacked Kurt’s mouth with his own, as his hand slid down the pale body once again. He pulled back to look into the bright blue eyes of his lover. Kurt looked up at him with nothing but trust and love in those eyes. Blaine kept eye contact even as his fingers slipped down and gently rubbed at Kurt's entrance.
”This is going to hurt,” Blaine muttered. Even slicked up he knew this would hurt.
”I don't care,” Kurt whispered and pressed down a little to meet Blaine's finger. ”As long as it’s you I don't care.” Blaine felt himself choke up a little and busied himself with slowly pushing his finger inside Kurt's tight heat.
“O-oh!” Kurt’s eyes squeezed shut and his whole body tensed up. Blaine stilled and waited. Kurt breathed out slowly through his nose and gave a little nod. Blaine pushed in further but stopped as soon as he saw pain on the other’s face. Blaine bit his lip and then shifted around on the bed; careful not to move his hand too much. He placed himself between Kurt’s legs and began showering them with little kisses and licks. It might be a cheap distraction, but at least it was working.
He kept kissing and licking and biting and all the places he could reach; including Kurt’s dick, until he’d worked three fingers into the brunette. Said brunette was moaning and whitering on the bed at the given moment. Blaine had brushed over his prostate several times so far, and even if the pain was still there, the pleasure was stronger. When the brunette was beginning to beg, Blaine couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out and kissed Kurt messily while he shimmed out of his pants.
Blaine looked around awkwardly as he straightened. He’d rather be doing this with some sort of oil to slick up his cock. He wasn’t exactly small. But he needn’t worry, because the next second he had Kurt’s pink lips wrapped around him; sucking with fervor.
“G-god, Kurt!” He groaned and traced his fingers through Kurt’s soft brown hair. Going by the fact that this would have to be Kurt’s first blowjob he was doing a hell of a job. Maybe a little too well, judging by how fast Blaine could feel the familiar coiling low in his stomach. He pulled at Kurt’s hair; making the younger boy look up at him with a questioning gaze. He opened his mouth - probably to ask what he’d done wrong if Blaine knew him well enough - but Blaine interrupted him.
“If you want me to last any time at all, you need to stop,” he said; slightly out of breath. Kurt nodded his understanding and lay down on his back again, blushing all the way down to his chest.
“You ready?” Blaine breathed as he placed himself between Kurt’s legs; positioning the head of his cock by the still slick entrance.
“Yes.” And that was all Blaine needed to start pushing in. He had to close his eyes at the incredible tight feeling around his cock. Kurt was tensing again and it took all of his willpower not just to slam right in. He took a shaky breath and then opened his eyes to watch Kurt’s face. Soon enough Kurt’s features relaxed and Blaine pushed in more.
They continued like this until Blaine was buried to the hilt inside Kurt. He gave an experimental roll of his hips and Kurt gasped out in pleasure; hands coming up to hold at Blaine’s arms.
“Hnng, again,” he moaned. So Blaine pulled out slightly and thrust back in slowly.
“F-faster.” Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine’s back and pulled slightly; he wanted them closer. Blaine obliged with a small smile. He liked this side of Kurt; the uncontrollable and wild side.
”Harder Blaine, please!” Kurt was getting desperate as their pace quickened; not nearly enough for his liking.
”I don't care! I want to f-feel you tomorrow, just- please Blaine!” And what could Blaine do other than obey? So be gripped Kurt's hips tighter and leaned in closer. He pulled out till only the head was inside and then slammed back in. He groaned of pleasure and Kurt positively whined.
”M-more, more Blaine, more!” He begged and pushed back. And once again Blaine obliged. He felt the heat squirm around inside him; building and growing, but he didn’t want it to end. He’d never felt anything like this. Making love to Kurt was the best thing he’d ever experienced.
“Oh God, no wait. Wait Blaine, stop,” Kurt suddenly exclaimed in a panicked voice. It took all his willpower, but Blaine stopped his every movement.
“Wha-what’s wrong?” He panted.
“Nothing. Nothing is wrong, I just- I was about to c-come, and I want it last.” Kurt was sure his blush could be seen from the moon at that moment,
“Oh Kurt,” Blaine smiled affectionately and pushed Kurt’s bangs away from his flushed face. “Don’t worry. We have all night. Now,” he said as he thrust inside again. “Come for me.” Blaine’s low voice sent shivers up Kurt’s spine.
“B-but!” He stuttered. He didn’t get any other coherent word over his lips, because Blaine was pulling out and pushing back in before he even got the chance to suck in a breath.
“Oh God! Blaine!” The curly haired man felt Kurt’s muscles contrast around him and felt himself losing it. He pushed in harder and faster than ever before; hitting Kurt’s prostate with almost every thrust.
Kurt’s back ached off the bed as he came with a silent yell on his lips; his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. Blaine followed only few seconds after; his vision getting blurry and filled with white spots. He had never come so hard in his life before. He slumped down onto Kurt; forgetting how he might crush the younger man. But Kurt didn’t mind. He wrapped his arms tighter around Blaine’s sweaty body and placed a tiny kiss at his shoulder. Blaine rolled off of Kurt, but pulled him into his arms as soon as he hit the bed.
They fell asleep like that; wrapped in each other’s embrace, bashing in the afterglow.
When Blaine woke the morning after, Kurt was gone…
Part four coming up soon hopefully!!!!!! :D
