Kurt/Blaine: Hold Each Other Close (NC-17)
Title: Hold Each Other Close
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,663
Spoilers: None. Written before S3 so pretty much nothing is actually canon but oh well.
Warnings: Shower sex. Frotting.
Summary: It’s the first day of school and Blaine’s already been slushied. He’s happily taking a shower, just thinking about how great everything in his life is when someone comes to visit him in his state of undress.
A/N: I'm in the process of cleaning up my Tumblr, so I'm putting everything up over here that was previously only posted on Tumblr. :)
Blaine smiled as he rinsed the shampoo from his hair. It was his first official day as a student at McKinley High School and everything had been going fantastically. Well, except for the slushie. Hence the shower during lunch.
Obviously he would have preferred to spend those thirty minutes sitting with Kurt and Mercedes while they ate, but he had made the incredibly difficult decision to forgo wonderful moments with Kurt for the sake of hygiene. Despite the slushie thrown in his face by some random football player, it had been such a great day. Seeing Kurt in the halls, walking with him into their AP Chemistry class, no longer hiding within the safe yet unrealistic walls of Dalton was putting him in a truly wonderful mood.
His mood was so good, in fact, that he just couldn’t help himself when the urge to sing overcame him. Not that he ever repressed the desire to sing, but still. He was in a locker room and that wasn’t exactly the most desirable of performance venues.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together
“Warming up for your Glee audition this afternoon?” a voice asked, interrupting him and prompting him to drop the conditioner bottle he’d been singing into. His heart gave a flutter when he saw Kurt standing there smirking and looking at him over the low shower stall wall. Blaine felt himself flush as Kurt drug his gaze slowly up and down Blaine’s fully exposed body.
“No, just singing,” Blaine admitted, stepping forward until he was far enough away from the shower’s spray that Kurt would lean in to give him a kiss. Blaine didn’t want to admit that the brief contact against Kurt’s impossibly smooth lips had turned him on, but it had. And it was rather obvious given his state of complete undress.
He stepped back under the scalding spray, fighting the urge to hide his half-hard cock from Kurt’s view. It was the first time that Kurt was seeing him fully naked. Sure, there had been plenty of rushed handjobs in the backseat of Kurt’s Navigator and even more times when they’d just thrust against each other through their clothes until they collapsed into a sticky, sweaty and completely sated heap, but this was different. It was completely new, but on a day filled with so many inaugural experiences, what was one more?
And besides, Blaine wanted Kurt to see him naked. But not as much as he wanted to see Kurt naked. To finally see what he hid under those perfectly tailored clothes. To see what he’d felt when his fingers had crept up Kurt’s shirt or down the back of his pants to grab hard onto that perfectly shaped ass. The situation wasn’t ideal, but it was certainly a welcome opportunity in Blaine’s opinion.
Apparently, it was in Kurt’s opinion, too, because he definitely hadn’t taken his eyes off of Blaine’s rapidly hardening cock ever since he’d stepped away to finish rinsing his hair. Blaine pretended not to notice and started singing again, closing his eyes to the running rivulets of water and allowing Kurt a moment to stare with all the intensity he wanted.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through
Blaine let himself get lost in the lyrics, hoping that at least part of Kurt was paying attention to what he was belting out because he meant every word. The song that had come into his head rapidly wasn’t so very random. He’d been planning to sing it to Kurt at some point in time to let him know how he really felt. Blaine wanted all of these things with Kurt, and he hoped that the fact that he was now completely hard wasn’t overshadowing that.
But then, Kurt started to sing along. Blaine heard his voice loud and clear.
Too loud and clear.
When he opened his eyes, they immediately flew open even wider. Kurt was standing right in front of him. Naked.
Kurt was standing in front of him naked.
Kurt.
Naked.
Kurt was naked.
There was so much to look at, every inch of him perfect and so toned with perfect swells and dips of muscle beneath perfect alabaster skin. Had he mentioned that Kurt was perfect?
“You’re perfect,” Blaine breathed, reaching out to touch because how could he not? He had to be sure that the incredibly sexy man standing in front of him was actually his boyfriend and that he hadn’t fallen and hit his head on the shower wall bringing about some kind of brain damage induced hallucination. An evil, evil hallucination.
“Perfection is impossible,” Kurt said, looking down at the hand that Blaine had just pressed into his chest, covering his heart. He was trying to use that voice. The one he used when he was trying to cover up how much he was embarrassed by something.
“No it isn’t, because I’m looking at it right…” Blaine said, trailing off for a moment when he ventured to look down, finally fully taking in Kurt’s cock. It was long and hard and Blaine had absolutely no problem finishing his sentence, “now.”
“Why are you talking when you could be kissing me?” Kurt asked, a little breathless as he anchored himself with a firm grip on Blaine’s hips.
“I have no idea,” Blaine admitted before instinctually pulling Kurt close. He alwayspulled Kurt close when they kissed. But when they kissed they usually weren’t naked. And now that they were, said closeness was a lot different.
There was the hot and firm press of Kurt’s chest against his own. Blaine could feel every shaky breath Kurt sucked in as their tongues moved together. There was the feeling of Kurt’s fingers dragging up and down Blaine’s sides, feeling and caressing and clutching. But absolutely best of all was the feeling of Kurt’s cock pressed against his. Both of them hard and wanting and all of it felt so incredibly new and overwhelming that neither of them had stopped moaning or panting since the space between them had disappeared.
“Oh my god,” Kurt whispered, “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
“We could get caught,” Blaine said, bravely pressing his hips in and eliciting a truly indecent moan from Kurt. It was the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard.
“We’re going to get caught. We’re totally going to get caught,” Kurt babbled, thrusting hard, sliding his cock up Blaine’s length, “Oh god why haven’t we done this before?”
“No time,” Blaine breathed into Kurt’s neck, biting and sucking there as he just let his hips do their own thing. They wanted to counter the perfectly placed movements that Kurt’s were making, so he let them. Who was he to argue with such a brilliant plan?
“Right,” Kurt nodded, speeding up his movements as he slid his hands up to Blaine’s shoulders, attempting to pull him even closer. They rocked together, the constantly flowing water cascading down their bodies as their movements grew more and more frantic.
Blaine’s heart started beating faster, thudding in his ribs so hard he was sure Kurt had to be able to feel it. Heat swirled in his lower stomach, spreading through his hips and cock before settling in his balls.
“Kurt,” Blaine warned, his hips jerking faster.
The feeling of Kurt’s cock sliding against his own was definitely the singular most amazing thing he’d ever felt. It was simply the best, most mind-blowing and utterly manly thing he’d ever felt. He knew in that moment that he would be completely content feeling nothing else for the rest of his life. He would give up performing altogether if it would mean that Kurt would never again put on pants and they would just stay like this for the rest of their years. Yes, he would give up performing in a heartbeat for that, and it probably wasn’t just the oncoming orgasm talking.
“I’m coming,” Kurt whispered before biting hard onto Blaine’s shoulder. That alone was enough to send Blaine over the edge.
Kurt moaned loudly into Blaine’s skin, the vibration spreading through him as he stilled and grasped hard onto Kurt. He came hard, harder than he ever had before, shooting streak after streak of come onto their stomachs. Finally, when he felt like he could move any part of his body without crumpling to the ground, he opened his eyes and looked down. There was no way to distinguish who’s come was whose. All that was clear was that they were both covered with it.
“Good thing we’re in the shower,” Kurt laughed lightly before kissing Blaine.
“I love you,” Blaine grinned, fisting a hand in the back of Kurt’s wet hair and pulling him in for a deeper kiss.
“Happy times together we’ve been spending. I wish that every kiss was neverending,” Kurt sang against Blaine’s lips.
“Wouldn’t it be nice,” Blaine sang back, kissing Kurt one more time before they both rushed to get cleaned up before the lunch bell rang.
“I think you should sing that for your audition,” Kurt said as he scrubbed his stomach with the bar of soap Blaine handed him.
“I don’t think I could get through it.”
“Without laughing?”
“Without getting hard in front of everyone,” Blaine said, stealing the soap back.
“You know, I think that maybe you should get slushied more often,” Kurt grinned as he stepped out and grabbed two towels from the nearby rack.
“Isn’t there a convenience store near your house?”
“I like the way you think, Blaine Warbler,” Kurt said, tossing a towel in Blaine’s direction, “Cherry or grape?”