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Aug 12, 2015

IT IS YOU I HAVE LOVED → COOPLAINE

TAGGING: Blaine Anderson and Cooper Anderson

LOCATION: Cooper’s suite, the Dominant building.

TIME FRAME: August 10th, ~4PM.

NOTES: Blaine and Cooper finally come to terms with their feelings for one another. CONTENT WARNING FOR INCEST.

Blaine

To most people, Monday's were an excuse to drag your feet after a long weekend of fun. However, to Blaine, it was one more day he got with his brother. With the study ending in just a few weeks time, Blaine knew that his time with Cooper was limited. He hadn't asked him lately, but the last time he checked, he was still very much set on going back to LA. And as much as Blaine wanted to stop him, he wasn't sure he had the strength to make him stay.

Currently, Blaine was busy in the kitchen, his hands scrubbing at some dishes in the sink as he quietly hummed along to the radio. He'd been going to Cooper's pretty much every day for one thing or another -- a meal, a movie, a scene. Sometimes just because. And, honestly, he was getting far too comfortable with having the other man's presence in his life. "Sir?" He asked, his head tilting just so in order for his voice to be heard over his shoulder. "Do you have any more dish soap? I'm afraid the current bottle is running a little low." He turned back to reach out for it, his fingers squeezing the mostly empty bottle with a small frown.

Cooper

The feelings Cooper had were getting harder and harder not to act on by the day. He had never been a very subtle feelings and when it came to things that only concerned him, wasn’t really one to keep any secrets. So not being open about his current feelings towards Blaine was hard. But, given the knowledge he had about Blaine being into someone, he didn’t want to cause any issues or make Blaine feel obligated in any way.

Today, like many other days, Blaine was over to hang out. They had spent time just lounging around, talking about their days and having lunch together. Looking up at Blaine’s question, Cooper nodded and crossed over towards a cabinet where he stored the towels and spare dish soap. “Here you go.” He murmured, passing it over to Blaine with a hand squeezing briefly at his hip and his lips pressing into his hair for a quick peck way too easily. He took a few steps back, meaning to return to the living room and wait for Blaine to finish up but he paused long enough to look back towards his brother. Eyes locked on where he was standing in front of the sink, shoulders moving as he turned the plates over. For the time being, he allowed himself to imagine if this was real. If Blaine was here like this every day for other reasons than he currently was. If Blaine was his.

It was that thought process that seemed to momentarily erase and filter and before he knew it, Cooper was speaking. “I love you.”

Blaine

Blaine felt Cooper's presence before he leaned into his chest just so, and taking the bottle, he smiled gratefully. His eyes closed at the brief kiss into his hair, and Blaine's heart ached in a way he didn't know was possible. Everett's words kept ringing in his head -- tell him, Bee, he deserves it -- but the fleeting fear that he'd somehow push him away, despite the fact that the odds were seemingly stacked in his favor, was too overwhelming.

Slowly, Blaine moved to dry his hands off before he went about opening the new bottle, his tongue poking out in concentration as his back still remained turned towards his brother. His words didn't even strike him as odd, and Blaine smiled briefly before returning them easily. "I love you, too," he said, his tone casual. They were brothers, of course they loved each other. And it wasn't a typical day ending in 'y' if they didn't let each other know. So maybe Blaine's declaration had a double meaning -- no harm, no foul. It's not like Cooper could pick up on it, anyways.

Cooper

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Cooper knew there was no going back. He had opened the vent a little, let a portion of his feelings leak out and there was no way he could seal it up completely again now. This wasn’t proper or the way he should do it, he knew that. He knew that Blaine was a hopeless romantic and he deserved all the flowers and candles and music in the world. And here Cooper was, standing in the middle of his apartment in a T-shirt and shorts and declaring his love while Blaine was washing his dishes. But, he knew it was now or never and he was pretty sure never wasn’t an option he could live with. “No, Blaine.” He said again, hos voice serious but not unfriendly. Simply as sincere as it could get. “I love you..”

Blaine

The sudden quiet made Blaine shuffle on the spot, his eyebrows drawn low at the sudden tone in Cooper’s voice. He seemed... scared. Maybe a little sad. And Blaine wasn’t used to that -- Cooper was never scared of anything. He was confident, he was brave, he was bold. He knew what he wanted, and he knew how to get it.

Turning slowly, Blaine looked up into his brother's eyes, his own a little wide as his stomach churned with nerves.

I love you.

Blaine didn't know what to do. Asking him if he meant it would imply that he didn't trust him, and Blaine trusted Cooper with damn near everything. And he wouldn't have corrected himself, or specified, if he didn't mean it the same way Blaine did. In the way that meant something more, something bigger than what they both were expecting.

Letting out a breath, it took Blaine three seconds before he was crossing the room. Reaching out, his hands cupped Cooper's face gently, and Blaine pressed up on his tip toes to bring them face to face. He paused, if only for a moment, to smile, and Blaine's skin flushed a light pink as he finally, finally, brought their lips together for a sweet, intimate kiss.

Cooper

Cooper wasn’t really sure what he’d do i this ended badly. Blaine deserved the world, as far as he was concerned. And he certainly deserved better than this sad little declaration of love. He was sure it showed on his face, too, when Blaine turned around. However, before he could try and school his expression into something a little more neutral, Blaine was crossing the room. It wasn’t until his hands were on his face that Cooper got a little more hopeful. Maybe, just maybe...

And then they were kissing. If Cooper had thought this was good whenever he had allowed himself to think about it, the real deal was a million times better. One of his own arms wrapped broadly around Blaine’s waist, keeping him close while the other hand came up to cup his cheek as well. he wanted to savor this, feel every inch of this kiss. That was also the exact reason why in the very moment they broke apart, he simply muttered “I’m gonna need another one.” before diving right back in.

Blaine

Any momentary, last minute fears were tossed out the window the second Cooper pulled him closer, and Blaine allowed himself to completely melt in his arms. His hands slid down to wrap around his neck, and Blaine's lip tugged into an impossible grin the second they pulled apart. He barely had time to say anything, though, because Cooper was going back in, and Blaine went with him easily, his eyes closing as his lips parted just so, his hands threading through the thick hair at the nape of Cooper's neck.

Eventually, the need to breathe became overwhelming, and Blaine pulled back just so. He stayed close, though, his head tipping forward as their noses brushed together. "I love you," he breathed, returning Cooper's words with ease. "I -- for months, it's just -- it's been you. And I didn't know how to say anything, or-- or if I should say anything, but." He paused, his eyes brimming with tears of unbridled joy as he pressed up, his legs barely on the ground as he tried to keep himself as close to Cooper as possible. "I love you, Sir. I'm in love with you. Completely and entirely."

Cooper

When they finally had to break apart, Cooper refused to move further than a few inches away -- now that he had Blaine in his arms, letting go simply did not seem like an option. His hand stayed where it was on his face, thumb tracing along his collarbone as he talked. It was only then that he fully realized what Blaine meant. All the times he had talked about being into someone... that someone had been him. He almost wanted to laugh at how stupid and blind they had clearly been.

Finally, Cooper’s arms moved, one staying around his waist, the other one reaching down to grab at one of Blaine’s thighs and hoist him up without so much as a warning. It were only a few steps towards the couch and he could easily carry Blaine there. Sitting down with him in his lap. both of his hands cupped Blaine’s face. “And I love you. I had my moment a few weeks ago when you fell asleep in the park. I told you I loved you and realized... that I did.” He shrugged, swallowing around the growing lump in his own throat before stealing another quick kiss. “My good boy.”

Blaine

Moving easily, Blaine let Cooper hoist him up, his legs wrapping securely around his waist as his arms stayed locked around his shoulders. His eyes never left his brothers, and Blaine adjusted easily once they were both on the couch, his legs bracketing Cooper's waist as he pressed himself impossibly closer. His head leaned into the strong hands cupping his face, and Blaine's own fingers wrapped around Cooper's wrists, his eyes wide as he let the realization wash over him. They could do this. This could happen. This could be a thing, and nothing could stop them.

His lips cracked into a grin, and Cooper's possessive praise ran chills down his spine. "That's all I want to be, Sir," he agreed, his nose nudging against Cooper's as he gave him a shy smile. "Your good boy." Smirking, Blaine pressed in, letting their lips slide together once more as his body pressed forward. Now that everything was out in the open, he couldn't stop himself. They had so much to catch up on, and not nearly enough time to do it. And Blaine was nothing if not efficient.

Cooper

The fact that this could be an actual possibility was almost overwhelming. This was no longer restricted to quiet nights when he didn’t have enough to distract himself with. Blaine was right here, in his lap and his lips against his own. His hands moved at that, down Blaine’s shoulders and over his chest to settle at his waist. There was so much Blaine to touch, he didn’t even know where to start.

“You already are.” He murmured, eyes blinking up to meet Blaine’s. His Blaine. “In fact, you have always been. It’s just that we get to do this in another way now.” He pointed out, nose nudging against Blaine’s.

Blaine

Blaine leaned into the feeling of Cooper's hands running along his body, his back arching as he pressed himself closer, if at all possible. His fingers stayed tangled in Cooper's hair for another moment before he let them slide down, resting against his chest with ease as his eyes flicked up to meet his gaze. Cooper's words made a warmth settle in his chest -- the constant praise his brother gave him was already enough to make his submissive side feel satisfied, but hearing them now, in a more personal way, was more than he could've ever asked for.

"I'm glad," he said first, his face scrunching up as his smile spread out across his lips. "I -- this is what I want. I want you, I want us -- if there can be an 'us' -- and I --" He paused, his head tipping forward as he brushed a kiss at the corner of Cooper's mouth. "I love you, Sir. I really, truly do. And I feel like now.. we have so much time to catch up on. As.. this." His hands squeezed at his shoulder's as he spoke to clarify, and Blaine's cheeks flushed a light pink as he rocked a bit in his lap, his body energized with too many wants.

Cooper

"I want you, too.” Cooper returned quickly, hands squeezing at Blaine’s sides. The fact that this wasn’t the most conventional thing honestly didn’t matter to him at all. He had always lived his life unapologetically and wasn’t going to change that in the face of love. He loved Blaine and Blaine loved him so who said they couldn’t pursue this?

“I want this. All of this.” he decided, pausing for a brief moment before he mused on. “Boyfriends.” It was a term he hadn’t gotten to use before but it felt very fitting and like something he definitely wanted to do. Pulling back a bit, he cleared his throat and held up one hand to gesture for Blaine to wait. “Okay, let me do this properly. Blaine Anderson, would you do me the honors of being my boyfriend?”

Blaine

Smiling, Blaine ducked his head down, his eyes blinking slowly as he fought the urge to do something stupid. While spontaneously breaking out into song seemed to work in the movies, Blaine wasn't sure that Cooper would be as receptive. Still, his teeth chewed at his lower lip (if only to keep his grin in check), and at Cooper's words, he couldn't help the small whine of approval that escaped the back of his throat.

He waited no more than a millisecond before he was pressing in. "Yes," he breathed, his voice airy and light as he nodded his head enthusiastically. "Yes, yes, I will be your boyfriend." Grinning, Blaine leaned in, their lips brushing in another kiss. His hands moved to cup his face gently, and Blaine couldn't help but smile against him, his entire body prickling with goosebumps as he relished in the feeling of kissing his boyfriend for the first time.

Cooper

Cooper was grinning widely by the time Blaine leaned in to kiss him again. Boyfriends. How many times had he pointed out how he wasn’t even sure love was for him? Had even considered being aromantic for a brief moment in time? And now here he was, completely and utterly in love and with no way to be any happier than he was already.

“I love you.” Cooper repeated, just because he could. His fingers dug into Blaine’s hips, pulling but unable to drag him closer since they were completely flush already. “And I have no plans whatsoever to let you go anywhere today. You’re all mine for the rest of today.”

Blaine: "I love you, too," Blaine replied instantly, his arms moving to wrap around Cooper's shoulders as his boyfriend tugged him closer. Or, well, tried to, anyways. The feeling of being wanted still felt nice, though, and Blaine's body arched with the feeling as he pressed down, his hips twitching just once as Cooper's words washed over him. Grinning, Blaine nodded, uttering out a pliant, "Yes, Sir," as he did so. Being with Cooper for the rest of the day was just icing on the cake at this point, but Cooper's words were heavy with implication, and that thought alone caused a heat to stir in the pit of his belly.

Cooper: Cooper felt Blaine’s hips twitch against his and couldn’t help the small smirk that stretched across his face. He had never let his fantasies go quite this far but this was pretty great. “There’s my good boy.” He muttered, hands sliding around to Blaine’s back. At first, he just stroked over the planes of it but finally let his hands wander lower, one of them pressing against the small of Blaine’s back while the other one squeezed at his ass. Leaning up, his lips sealed over his boyfriend’s (!!) again, unable not to steal as many kisses as possible.

Blaine

Relaxing instantly into his arms, Blaine's body became warm and soft as Cooper's hands traveled down the length of his back. Once Cooper was urging him closer, Blaine pressed in, and the grip he had on his ass caused his body to rock back into it, before his hips were moving forward against Cooper's lap on reflex. He'd thought about this before -- how it would feel, how Cooper would take absolute and complete care of him, but his imagination wasn't nearly as good as the real thing.

Returning the kiss eagerly, Blaine's hands came up to rest at the nape of Cooper's neck, his lips parting instantly once they were close together. His teeth moved to sucked at Cooper's bottom lip with ease before his tongue licked at the seam, and Blaine could feel his entire body starting to wake up, his legs sliding further apart as he tried his best to press them completely together.

Cooper: Feeling Blaine’s every reaction to everything he did was pretty amazing and had Cooper wanting to press forward. While he didn’t want to overdo it and push too far, he did trust Blaine to tell him if they got into that territory. So, for now, his hand squeezed a little more at Blaine’s ass while his lips parted to allow Blaine to explore a little more. Nipping at his lower lip, Cooper finally pulled back just enough to speak. “How’s masturbating been going lately, sweetheart?” He hummed, the smirk evident in his voice.

Blaine

Blaine was entirely too focused on what Cooper was doing -- the hand on his ass, how amazing it actually felt to kiss him outside of his daydreams -- that he barely noticed when he pulled back. Chasing his lips with a small whine, Blaine slowly blinked his eyes open, his cheeks flushing darker at Cooper's words. The pet name caught him off guard, too, but in the best way possible, and Blaine couldn't help but duck his head down just so, his fingers curling against the back of his neck as he did so.

"Good, Sir," he said honestly, his eyes flicking up to meet Cooper's blue ones. "It helps that the person giving me orders was the person I was picturing all along," he added, his teeth chewing at the inside of his cheek. "However, I have a feeling it's about to get even better. If I'm allowed to be a little presumptuous, I mean."

Cooper

Cooper’s grin widened at Blaine’s words -- this was another aspect he hadn’t thought of before. After Blaine had actually mentioned his name during their near sexting experience, he had had a hunch but knowing that Blaine had gotten off to him was definitely exciting. “Oh you definitely are.” Cooper muttered.

His arms wrapped around Blaine once more before he stood. Sure, they could get off on the couch perfectly fine but even if the love declaration hadn’t been perfect, Cooper wanted this to be. So, he easily carried Blaine into the bedroom where he unceremoniously dumped him onto the sheets and then crawled onto him. His hands finding Blaine’s wrist to pin them down above his head, he leaned down, hovering just inches above Blaine’s head. “Can you be a good boy for me and ask before you come?”

Blaine

When Cooper started to move, Blaine took action. Easily, he wrapped both legs around his waist, his arms circling his shoulders as he let his boyfriend carry him through the suite with ease. Though he'd never actively let himself think these kind of thoughts before, he couldn't help but find the way Cooper could swoop him up without any question or second thoughts extremely attractive. And maybe his hands ran down his arms just once, if only because he had the liberty to do so, now.

Settling onto the bed, Blaine groaned when Cooper stretched out above him, his hands easily falling when Cooper pressed them down into the bed. "Yes, Sir," he agreed instantly, his body already arching off the bed just so. His leg dared to hitch up just so, in order to wrap his leg around Cooper's, and Blaine's head tilted up, his lips desperate for another kiss. He'd never felt like this before -- every nerve ending in his body was on fire, and the desperate need for Cooper to cover him completely was nearly overwhelming. "Please," he added, unsure of what it would get him.

Cooper

It was amazing how natural this felt already. One would think there would have to be a transgression period where they got comfortable with being lovers aside from brothers but falling into Blaine was easy. Feeling loved and accepted and eager wasn’t hard to do when someone looked at you the way Blaine did.

And the way Blaine looked at him was amazing. He knew that Blaine didn’t have much experience with dominance in more sexual situation and his eagerness for it was exhilarating. “Such a good boy. I’ve got you, I’ll take care of you.” he promised, leaning down to connect their lips and lower himself simultaneously. He allowed most of his weight to rest on Blaine, letting him feel him press Blaine into the mattress. His hips rocked forward slowly, pointedly but without any rush to it.

Blaine

While Blaine's experience with sexual dominance was few and far between, it was hard to be nervous when Cooper was the one taking care of him. He'd always been Blaine's rock -- Blaine's shoulder to lean on when things got tough, Blaine's confidant and biggest supporter. Maybe that's why falling in love with him was so easy. Maybe that's why seeing Cooper as someone he could trust himself with completely despite the fact that Cooper was his big brother was something Blaine was so willing to do. He loved Cooper as a person, and seeing his brother look at him the same way Blaine had been looking at him for months was the most relieving thing he could've experienced.

"I love you," he breathed easily, his lips parting as they pressed against Cooper's once more. Not kissing him was torture, and once they were pressed together completely from head to toe, Blaine felt.. complete. Like finally, little things in his life started making sense. His legs moved just so to wrap around Cooper's thighs, and his hips rocked up eagerly as Cooper set up a rhythm. His hands squeezed at Cooper's palms at the friction, and small moans escaped his lips every so often with how good it felt to have someone taking care of him so completely. "You-- you feel so good, Sir," he added, his voice a little breathless as he moved to suck Cooper's lower lip into his mouth.

Cooper

Having Blaine under him like this made shivers run down Cooper’s spine repeatedly. He had always had the urge to take care of Blaine but right now, it was skyrocketing. He wanted to envelop him, make him feel good and show him how good he could be for him. So, his hips picked up a rhythm, pushing forward to met Blaine’s thrusts. “I love you, too.” he returned around a groan in the back of his throat, his excitement level rising steadily.

He knew he could finish them like this. Although he hadn’t gotten off like this since his teenage years, he was pretty sure that with Blaine, he could. Still, that seemed a little uncomfortable and sticky. So, after a few minutes, Cooper pulled back enough to let his hand slide under his shirt, pushing it up slowly. “I want to see you.”

Blaine

Hearing Cooper return the sentiment so easily, especially after his brother had talked a big game about not really believing in love, caused Blaine's heart to clench in his chest, his eyes blinking open as he gave him a warm smile. Or, as much as he could when Cooper's lips were on his, and their hips were brushing together in a way that had Blaine's stomach twisting with want already. He was young, so he chalked his stamina up to his age and his inexperience, but something told him that Cooper's expertise played a heavy part in Blaine's need to completely fall apart.

Cooper's hand on his stomach had Blaine shivering, and easily, he nodded. "Yes, Sir, he agreed, his lips rubbing together before he cautiously moved to tug the t-shirt up and over his head. He wasn't sure if moving on his own was something worthy of a warning, but he wanted to give Cooper whatever he asked for, and if that involved no clothes, then he'd strip down in ten seconds flat. The cool air caused goosebumps to prick at his skin, and Blaine's hands fell to the hem of Cooper's shirt as well, his fingers just barely slipping underneath the material. "You, too? Please?"

Cooper

Once Blaine’s shirt was off, Cooper took a moment to just look. From the way Blaine was tugging at his own shirt, he got the message but he needed that extra moment. Sure, he’d seen Blaine before in passing, if he forgot to take the PJs into the bathroom with him after a shower or when they went to the gym. But this was different, this came with an entirely different context. “You’re gorgeous.”

After a few long moments of taking Blaine in, he finally nodded at his request. Reaching down, he practically flung the shirt up and off his body, letting it land wherever. He had no problem with nudity himself -- as shown during the nude week -- so he didn’t stop to think at all before diving back in to seal his lips over Blaine’s.

Blaine

The look in Cooper's eyes wasn't unfamiliar, and Blaine felt himself flush darker as his brother took him in. Truthfully, Blaine didn't think he was much to look at. He was small, a little compact in his frame, and though he went to the gym twice a week, he wasn't particularly sculpted with the way his muscles worked. Still, Cooper's praise had him shiver, and Blaine barely had time to process the other's shirt coming off before Cooper was on him again, Blaine's lips easily parting to meet his hungry kisses.

One hand moved to slide down his chest, if only so Blaine could feel the definition of his muscles. He'd seen Cooper shirtless countless times, and with the incident at Pride still lingering in the back of his mind, he knew how much of an effect it had on his body. Rocking his hips up, Blaine let clumsy fingertips trail over Cooper's skin with no real purpose other than exploring, and small whines escaped the back of his throat the further he went.

Cooper

Blaine’s hands on him were intoxicating in a way Cooper wasn’t very familiar with. He’d had plenty of hands on his body before but none of them had ever made him feel like Blaine’s -- like he had electricity run through him, every bit of his skin more sensitive than usual.

Moving his head, Cooper trailed a line of kisses across Blaine’s cheek and down to his jaw, Nipping, his hips continued to roll down with the rhythm he had set, meeting Blaine’s as they went. Feeling Blaine press up against him was more than enough motivation to have Cooper press on, his kisses moving lower to continue them across the length of Blaine’s neck. It was only after he had attached his lips to a soft spot and sucked a small mark into it that his hands lowered, gripping at Blaine’s hips. Slowly, they moved between them, resting over the button of his pants. “You okay with taking those off?”

Blaine

As Cooper started to kiss across his face, Blaine's eyes flickered, his head tilting back to give him as much room as he needed to continue his ministrations. His arms slid up to wrap around his shoulders, as they were before, and Blaine's fingers pressed into Cooper's bare skin before they moved up, threading into the thick hair at the nape of his neck for something to hold onto.

The kisses became more insistent, and as Cooper started to worry a mark into his skin, Blaine keened, his body arching up to meet the thrusts he'd been giving. Knowing that he'd be walking around with it tomorrow -- something that Cooper branded him with, to mark him up as his own -- was enough to set his entire body on fire with want. So, when Cooper's question came, there was no hesitation whatsoever. "Yes, Sir," he breathed, his head nodding as he turned to press sloppy kisses wherever he could reach. "Please."

Cooper

Chuckling lightly at Blaine’s answer and the poorly placed kiss, Cooper turned his head to peck his forehead. Adorable as Blaine was, there way no way he’d ever get used to the charm. “Someone’s eager.” He commented, popping the button easily with one hand. “I like it.”

With the pants undone, Cooper’s fingers snuck under the waistband and pulled them down with little ceremony. At this point, they were merely in the way so getting them out of it was the favorable option. Once they were gone, Cooper’s hands settled on Blaine’s thighs, squeezing against the muscles he could feel work under the skin while he took in his boyfriend. “I can’t wait to watch you fall apart.” He commented casually and, to make his point, slid one hand up Blaine’s thigh to let it settle over the bulge in his underwear.

Blaine

Blushing a bit, Blaine blinked up at Cooper, his smile a little shy as he rubbed his lips together. "Thank you, Sir," he said, unable to do much of anything else as Cooper easily popped the button on his pants and began to tug them down. Lifting his hips up, Blaine helped him as much as he could before he let himself settle on the bed, his underwear suddenly feeling too small and too tight to really fit properly.

Cooper's words caused Blaine to shiver, and the second loose fingers were pressed against his cock, Blaine couldn't help the way he cried out. "Oh my God," he breathed, his hands reaching up to brace themselves on Cooper's shoulder. His body rocked up into the feeling of Cooper's broad hand -- it felt different, but it was amazing, and Blaine couldn't even begin to describe how much he wanted this. "Sir," he pleaded, unable to finish his sentence as, instead, his head craned up to brush a kiss at the underside of Cooper's jaw.

Cooper

"Shh, I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you.” Cooper promised quietly, another kiss against Blaine’s lips trying to prove his point. He was just as desperate as Blaine -- there was so much here, so many feelings that keeping a cool head was a little harder than usual. But one thing that was for sure was that Cooper would always take care of Blaine. And right now was no exception.

His hands pressed against Blaine with a little more force, fingers trailing along the shape of him through the thin material of his underwear. While Cooper was a huge fan of teasing and could definitely spend hours doing this, right now wasn’t the time. Right now, he wanted Blaine in his hand and make him feel amazing. So it only took a few minutes before his hand was creeping up, brushing along the waistband of Blaine’s underwear. “Hips up.” He ordered, trusting Blaine to speak up if he was uncomfortable.

Blaine

Blaine relaxed at the feeling of Cooper's lips, his eyes closing as a hand slid up to cup the side of his face. His thumb brushed over the skin of Cooper's cheek, the slight scratch from stubble causing Blaine to smile affectionately, and Blaine didn't even think twice before breathing out another, "I love you." He knew Cooper would always take care of him, that much was evident with how well they'd gotten along since coming to Dalton almost a year ago. And so, it was almost too easy to trust him entirely, to fall into this safe headspace where he knew he'd be all right.

Easily, Blaine lifted his hips up when asked, his body buzzing with anticipation. He'd thought about this more times than he could count -- after getting the unofficial go ahead from Cooper, he'd use his imagination to conjure up scenes just like this when his mind would wander late at night. Now that he was getting the real thing, though, he could hardly imagine how much better it would feel with his Dominant taking charge.

Cooper

"I love you, too.” Cooper smiled in return to Blaine’s words. It was all too easy to say those words now and it was almost strange how natural they felt after never having said them before. A good weird though, definitely. With Blaine’s hips up, Cooper tugged the underwear off, discarding them to the side. When he settled again this time, his hands at Blaine’s thighs again, he just looked.

Blaine was, indeed, gorgeous. He was smaller than him but compact and wonderful. He had just the right size to pick up and carry around and wrap himself completely around him. Having him lay out naked in front of him, Cooper couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest guy alive for having a sub not only as kind and sweet as Blaine but as hot, too. Leaning in for another kiss, Cooper’s hand blindly found its target, fingers wrapping firmly around Blaine and starting up a slow rhythm for now.

Blaine

Smiling to himself, Blaine wriggled easily as Cooper tugged his underwear down and off. It should've felt strange to be so exposed in front of someone else -- Blaine had never been too keen on showing off, so to speak. But, with the way Cooper's eyes took him in, he couldn't help but preen a little. If he had the kind of aesthetic to make someone like his brother go weak at the knees, maybe he deserved to be a little more confident with the way he looked.

Leaning up, Blaine met Cooper halfway for the kiss, his eyes closing slowly as his hands cupped his jaw between them. Once Cooper started working at his cock, though, Blaine whined with a sharp inhale. Lips parting, he breathed into Cooper's mouth before kissing him with more insistence, a more desperate determination as his tongue licked at the seam of his lips. His hips twitched up, too, rocking into the grip that Cooper had on him, silently urging him to go faster.

Cooper: Cooper took his time as his hands worked over Blaine. While he was definitely moving faster now than he might at other times, he didn’t want this to be over immediately either. It was their first time together and as far as Cooper was concerned, that was something they should celebrate. Letting his thumb press just under the head of Blaine’s cock and then slip over it easily, the kiss broke eventually and Cooper’s forehead rested against Blaine’s. “Good? Talk to me, sweetheart.” He breathed, voice a little husky with need but still firm enough.

Blaine: Shivering just so at the teasing touches, Blaine keened, his body rocking up on instinct to try and get more from Cooper. He didn't want things to be over immediately, and trying his best to keep his urges under control seemed harder than he thought. He was a teenager, though -- he supposed he had some semblance of an excuse as to why he was so sensitive to every fleeting touch. "Good," Blaine breathed, nodding as his fingers scraped across Cooper's scalp with ease. "So good, Sir," he added, his tongue wetting his lower lip as he tried in vain to keep his hips pinned against the mattress. "I -- so many times, Cooper," he murmured, his head shaking as his lips pressed a row of kisses along the column of his throat, his eyes closed as he focused on the way Cooper's hand worked him over.

Cooper: Smirking, Cooper hummed in acknowledgement of Blaine’s words. There was something very arousing in knowing Blaine had gotten himself off to the thought of him. That he had laid in bed and pictured him there with him. It was that thought that had Cooper speaking next, head tipping to the side when Blaine kissed along his neck. “Yeah?” he breathed, a low moan escaping him as well. “Tell me about that.” Because really, he couldn’t be presented with this kind of information and not be expected to ask for details.

Blaine: Blaine's lips moved against Cooper's skin easily, and though he found it hard to focus on anything that wasn't Cooper's hand working him over, he nodded, his eyes blinking open as he stared up at him. "Yes, Sir," he said first, his tongue wetting his lower lip as he inhaled slowly. "I -- I'd think of you. When you'd coach me through getting myself off in my room, you.. you were the Dominant I had in mind. And every time you'd tell me to do something, or tell me how proud you were," he paused, his hips twitching up at the thought of what he'd gone through, "I couldn't help it. I just -- I wanted to be good for you, Sir. I wanted you to -- make me feel good, and to show me what to do to make you feel good." Whining, Blaine let one hand drop down Cooper's chest, his thumb catching at a nipple as he did so. "Please," he added, unsure of what else his brain could muster up in moments like this.

Cooper: Cooper kept on stroking Blaine through his narrations, humming every now and then to signal that he was listening and keep him going. “I’m always proud of you and you’re always good for me.” He pointed out once Blaine finished, twitching involuntarily as he thumbed over a nipple. Clearly, Blaine knew what he was doing as well. “I’ll make you feel good.” With that promise, Cooper connected their lips again and sped up his hand, letting it slide over his boyfriend’s cock with ease and with his wrist twisting every time he reached the head.

Blaine: Nodding to show he understood, Blaine let the praise sink into his skin as he kept his hips moving just so. His head lolled back as Cooper pressed their lips together once more, and once his hand picked up the pace, Blaine knew he was a goner. His lips parted against his boyfriend's, and Blaine let out a series of soft whimpers and moan into his mouth as his hand worked him over. "Cooper," he whined, his hands sliding down to rest at his waist. His fingers squeezed at the bare skin, and he waited no more than three seconds before they were sliding around his back and moving down, his fingers gripping at Cooper's ass through the material of his pants. Groaning at the contact, Blaine leaned up, his tongue licking into Cooper's mouth as he whined. "I -- I'm close, Sir," he breathed, remembering his orders from before.

Cooper: When Blaine’s hand squeezed his ass, Cooper bucked forward immediately, body moving at its own accord before he could interject. It was amazing how the simplest touch from Blaine could get the biggest reactions out of him. Blaine’s next words got through to him though and helped him get a grip. “Good boy.” He praised, kissing the corner of Blaine’s mouth. For another few moments, he kept stroking Blaine, letting the pleasure build a bit. But, as established, today wasn’t the day for lengthy teasing. So it was only a few moments later that Cooper spoke again, hand swiftly moving along the length of Blaine’s cock now. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

Blaine: The reaction Blaine got from gripping at Cooper's ass was well worth it, and he couldn't help but smirk to himself as he repeated the action, encouraging Cooper to buck down again, to almost use Blaine for his own pleasure. The thought made sparks shoot up his spine, and the praise he uttered no more than ten seconds later caused Blaine to cry out, warmth settling deep into his bones as he rolled his hips up into the faster, easier pace that Cooper was delivering. He could feel the sensation start to crawl up his body, but Blaine held out until he was given permission to let go. And, once Cooper spoke, his reaction was almost instantaneous. Thrusting up one, two, three more times, Blaine came, his body shaking as his back arched off the bed. He let himself ride out the waves of it, his hands gripping at Cooper's ass with ease, before he went lax against him, his eyes blinking open slowly as a dreamy grin slipped across his face.

Cooper: The second squeeze to his ass got very much the same reaction as the first one and had Cooper rutting down against Blaine’s hip. Being so focused on getting Blaine off, he wasn’t too occupied thinking about himself but those reactions were ones he couldn’t quite stop. Not if Blaine’s hand felt so delicious against his ass. A few moments later, Blaine was coming and Cooper stroked him through it, his ministrations slowing down until they stopped once Blaine seemed to get a little too sensitive. “There we go. Such a good boy.” He praised, gently withdrawing his hand and leaning down to press a firm kiss to Blaine’s lips. Reaching towards the bedside table, he got a tissue and carefully cleaned up Blaine as well as his hand. “I’d ask whether that was good, but ... I think this sorta speaks for itself.”

Blaine

Blaine's lips tugged into a smile at the praise -- Cooper knew just what to say to make sure he was always sated, and always assured that he did a job well done. His eyes watches as Cooper reached out for a tissue, his body tingling with post-orgasmic bliss as his brother took care in making sure he was cleaned up completely. If this was something he had to look forward to every time they were intimate, then Blaine was sure he made the absolute best choice in his partner. His face flushed at Cooper's words, and Blaine leaned up a bit brushing a soft kiss at the underside of Cooper's jaw. "Amazing," he stated simply, his eyes bright as his nose nuzzled along the crook of Cooper's neck. "Simply amazing, Sir."

His eyes dropped to the obvious bulge in Cooper's pants, then, and Blaine's hand slowly reached out, hovering over the shape of his cock with interest. He didn't have explicit rules to not touch, but pushing his luck wasn't on the agenda. "Do you need me to... ?" He asked, his teeth pulling at his lower lip as he blinked up at Cooper from underneath long lashes.

Cooper

Once Blaine was cleaned up, Cooper balled the used tissues up and dumped them onto the bedside table for now. There would be enough time to throw them out later. That train of thought was interrupted by Blaine’s hand brushing over the front of his pants, though. Cooper’s hips twitched forward once before he got himself under control again. As much as he liked to give into his desires, he liked to remain in control of himself regardless.

So, he rolled off of Blaine and onto his side, an arm around Blaine easily turning him with him so they were facing one another. His hand trailed down Blaine’s side, touching as much naked skin as he could while his eyes remained on Blaine’s. “If you’d like to, absolutely.” He decided, broad hand settling on Blaine’s hip. “But no pressure, we can leave it here if you prefer.”

Blaine

Blaine didn't miss the way Cooper's body seized up, and though he appreciated the fact that Cooper stressed how unrequired it was for him to return the favor, Blaine couldn't deny that he really wanted to. So, leaning up, he pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, his eyes bright as his fingers set to work on popping the button of his jeans. Tugging the zipper down shortly afterwards, Blaine then hooked his fingers into the belt loops to pull them down and off, his nails then slowly dragging up the expanse of Cooper's bare legs.

Carefully, he dragged the backs of his knuckles against the shape of Cooper's dick through his underwear, and he waited a few moments before letting his hand slip past the waistband. He groaned at the feeling of his boyfriend, hard and heavy, in his hand, and adjusting just so, Blaine wrapped his hand around the base, his fingers moving deftly as his wrist flicked on every up stroke. "Does it feel all right, Sir?" He asked, his tone genuine as he pressed himself against Cooper's front, his lips mouthing lazily at his neck as he went.

Cooper

Wriggling to get the jeans down, Cooper kicked them off as soon as they were down low enough -- they were just a restriction anyway. Especially since Blaine seemed so eager. Having his boyfriend’s hands on him was a whole new but very much amazing experience.

Cooper’s hips bucked again once Blaine’s knuckles made contact, the hand on Blaine’s hip sliding around to grasp at his ass just because he could. However, if Cooper thought this was a mind-blowing feeling, it was nothing compared to having Blaine actually wrap his fingers around him with no fabric in between. His head tipped up, both to give way to the moan that was making its way out of his throat and to give Blaine more space on his neck. “Perfect.” he breathed after having swallowed. “Keep going, you’re doing great.”

Blaine

Seeing Cooper this exposed wasn't anything new -- Blaine had seen him bare it all countless times, including Dalton's Nude Week, as well as the day of the Pride parade, when he thought wearing tiny shorts and nothing else was a good idea. However, seeing him now, exposed and open just for him, caused a swell of affection to rise in his chest. Cooper was his, and he was Cooper's. And, honestly, he'd never been so happy before.

Arching back at the hand on his ass, Blaine nodded, his wrist working a little faster as he went. His thumb brushed up over the head every so often, and Blaine made sure to adjust his grip as necessary, tightening it near the base, and letting it slide near the tip. He wanted to make Cooper feel just as good as he did, and taking care of him was something that he knew he could excel at, if given the chance to do so. "I love you," he breathed again, his teeth nipping lightly along the column of Cooper's throat.

Cooper

Usually, Cooper prided himself with pretty good stamina. All of his experience had helped with that. However, he quickly realized that today, he might not be able to really go for that seeing as Blaine seemed to have some sort of magical touch going on that had him moving towards the edge much faster than usual. If that was a side-effect of love, he’d take it.

His lips were parted but stretched into a small smile anyway at Blaine’s words. Turning his head down, Cooper moved his free hand to find Blaine’s jaw and tip it up so he could actually kiss him. “And I love you.” he replied before his words were cut off from a moan when Blaine twisted his wrist in an especially great way.

Blaine

He could feel Cooper shaking with every upstroke he took, and Blaine couldn't help but preen a little bit, knowing that he was the cause. Cooper had always bragged about his stamina, and Blaine knew his experience far out weighed his own. Knowing that he could make him feel this good with such simple touches had him feeling like maybe, just maybe, he had a leg up on everyone else.

Leaning into the kiss with ease, Blaine immediately parted his lips, his tongue licking at the seam of Cooper's as his hand went faster, harder, with more purpose. "Are you close, Sir?" He breathed, the words floating into his boyfriend's mouth. "Are you -- do you think you're gonna -- .. come?" He added, his voice a little breathy as he twisted his wrist just so, his hands squeezing to make sure Cooper knew he was serious about bringing him over the edge. "I want you to," he urged, his kisses a little more insistent. "Please."

Cooper

Usually Cooper managed to stay somewhat articulate even when very much turned on. He liked the fact that he could still talk and get to his partner while he was getting off but none of that applied right now. All he could do was let out the occasional encouragement or short praise between moans but there was no way he could form a full, somewhat smart sentence right now.

He wished he could have, though. However, the words of ‘I can’t say no if you ask so nicely, can I’ got stuck in his throat before he even started to try and pronounce them. Instead, his hips pumped forward and into Blaine’s hand, his own gripping Blaine’s ass with a little more force. All it took was three more movements of his hips before he was coming and answering Blaine’s questions all the same. Fuck.”

Blaine

Watching with wide eyes, Blaine took in Cooper's face, the way it scrunched up when he finally fell apart. Working him through it, Blaine pressed light, fleeting kisses against his skin, his wrist pumping slowly until Cooper went lax beside him. Blushing a bit, Blaine slowly pulled his hand out of Cooper's underwear, his eyes a little wide at the mess he was met with. I did that, he though, his smile a little shy as he rolled over.

Carefully, he grabbed more tissues, making quick work of cleaning himself off before he offered to do the same for Cooper. His hands tugged at the waistband of his boxers, and Blaine took extra care in making sure everything was cleaned off and taken care of before he tossed them towards the trash can. Then, once they were both settled, Blaine wasted no time in settling against Cooper's chest, his hands tracing line across his skin as he smiled. "So! That just happened," he breathed, his voice a little breathy as he let out a small laugh. Tipping his head back, he met Cooper's gaze with his own, his eyes a little bright as he did so. "I kind of want to nap for three days," he added, his cheeks a little pink as he snuggled closer, his leg hitching around Cooper's to tangle them properly.

Cooper

Cooper noticed in a bit of a daze how Blaine cleaned the both of them up, muttering his thanks in a bit of a slurred voice while he got his bearings. This was definitely the hardest he had come in a long, long time -- potentially ever -- and he was knew that people were right now when they said it was better with feelings. This definitely had been much more intense than anything he had ever experienced.

As he came back to himself, Blaine was already curling up against his chest and Cooper’s arms wrapped around him easily. “That was great, honestly.” He grinned, his fingers tickling down Blaine’s spine slowly. “For a change, I think I could actually nap, too. So let’s do that.” He agreed, head dipping down to press a kiss against Blaine’s forehead.

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