Fic: Easy to Please
Title: Eager to Please
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1600 even! (of all porn, good lord.)
Recipient: Stut_ter
Warnings: Dom!Kurt/sub!blaine, rimming, orgasm denial
Summary: Blaine is getting better at following directions. Kurt is pleased.
Prompt(s) Used: Slightly Dom!Kurt and new sub!Blaine (holding down, delayed orgasm, teasing)
The air was cold on Blaine's bare skin as he waited. Kurt had ordered him to strip naked and kneel in the very center of his bed. Blaine had obeyed immediately, eager to please his boyfriend. He did everything he could to ensure that Kurt was happy with him-- he carefully folded his clothes and sat them on the dresser before neatly arranging himself on his knees. His cock throbbed as he waited, but he ignored it completely. He knew better than to touch himself before Kurt even arrived. Several minutes passed and Blaine's skin prickled with cold and his feet went numb from sitting on them, but Blaine did not move. Finally, he heard the door open and watched as Kurt strode in.
“Oh Blaine, you're such a good boy.” He said softly, a smile evident in his voice.
Blaine felt a surge of pride from the top of his head to the tips of this toes. He loved being Kurt's good boy.
“I believe you deserve a reward for being such a good boy, don't you?” Kurt put two fingers under Blaine's chin and tilted his face up towards his.
“Yes Kurt.” Blaine whispered hoarsely.
Kurt smiled and petted Blaine's hair. “Up on your hands and knees, love.”
Blaine scrambled to comply-very nearly kicking Kurt in the face in his haste. Kurt chuckled at his eagerness but didn't reprimand him. He loved when Blaine was excited for him. After a moment, Blaine was up on his hands and knees and waiting. Kurt could see his arms trembling in anticipation so he waited just a bit longer to tease him.
“Since this is a reward, I will allow you to make all the noise you want, but if you move...” Kurt gently traced a finger down Blaine's spine. “If you try to grind your ass on my face, I will stop.” Kurt pulled his hands away and Blaine whimpered. “Do you understand?”
“Yes Kurt, please...”
Blaine tensed when he felt Kurt's hands spreading him open. He felt exposed and desperate-- he was already prepared to beg-- but then Kurt swirled his tongue around his opening. Blaine moaned loudly and fought the urge to move. Kurt knew him too well. He knew how much Blaine loved to ride his face and it took all of his willpower to stay still and enjoy the feeling of Kurt's tongue pushing inside of him. Kurt reached underneath him and wrapped his hand around Blaine's leaking cock, stroking it firmly.
“God Kurt that feels so good... fuck... I'm already close.” Blaine babbled, feeling his orgasm build low in his spine. Blaine began to thrust shallowly into Kurt's hand, not even realizing his mistake until it was too late. Kurt pulled away and Blaine immediately crumpled forward on the bed with a whimper.
“What did I tell you, Blaine? You moved.” Kurt wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and stood up.
Blaine whined softly and turned wide, pleading eyes to his boyfriend, but it was no use. Kurt wasn't even looking at him; he was too busy unzipping his pants and pulling out his hard cock. Blaine felt a shiver run down his spine. Kurt was still completely dressed and didn't have a single hair out of place-- the only indication of their activities was his exposed erection. Blaine looked down at his own body and blushed all the way down to his chest. His stomach was smeared with pre-come and he was sweating all over. He could feel his curls sticking to his neck and forehead and he knew that his face was red. Kurt always looked so put together and in charge-- and Blaine felt his cock twitch when he realized just how much control Kurt had over him. Kurt smirked at him suddenly and Blaine was positive that the other boy knew exactly what he was thinking.
“I told you not to move.” Kurt chuckled.
Blaine whined again but Kurt only laughed more. Blaine could feel his cock throbbing in time with his racing heart but the lack of stimulation took the edge off enough that he would not come immediately if touched. He took a deep breath to steady himself and closed his eyes tight.
“Tell me what you want, Blaine.”
Blaine swallowed hard against the urge to babble-- to beg Kurt to please touch him. That only amused Kurt. It would get him nowhere.
“I-I want you to touch me.” Blaine said shakily.
Kurt reached out and ran just the tip of his finger up and down Blaine's spine. Blaine whimpered and tried to pull his wits together enough to make a coherent sentence. Kurt continued to tease him, grazing his ribs and shoulders with his fingertips.
“Please don't tease me. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me yours. Please Kurt, I've tried so hard to follow your directions.” Blaine's voice took on a whining edge and he sighed. He couldn't help but beg-even just a little.
Kurt's hands became firmer on Blaine's skin, stroking and kneading at his tense muscles. Blaine relaxed into the bed with a sigh. Kurt's hands seemed to drain the agitation out of his body until he was calm and boneless on the bed. Then Kurt flipped him over and stretched Blaine's hands up above his head and held them against the bed.
“Keep your hands here, alright? If you can follow this simple direction then I will forget that you moved earlier.” Kurt whispered against his ear. Blaine nodded frantically, eager to prove himself again.
Kurt grabbed the bottle of lube out of his nightstand and popped the cap. Blaine watched with heavy lidded eyes as he poured some of the sticky liquid onto his fingers and warmed it. Then the taller boy moved between his splayed thighs and circled a slick finger around his opening. Blaine arched into the touch with a gasp. He felt like he'd been waiting forever. Kurt pressed one finger inside of him and crooked it just enough to brush Blaine's prostate. Blaine wailed and thrusted back against Kurt-but he never moved his hands. Kurt grinned approvingly and pressed another finger into him as reward. Blaine hissed a little at the burn but then relaxed around Kurt's fingers the best he could. Kurt made sure Blaine was thoroughly stretched-completely ignoring Blaine's pleading-- then sat back to pour lube over his leaking cock.
Kurt positioned himself at Blaine's entrance with one hand and gripped his wrists with the other. He sheathed himself in one smooth thrust, bottoming out quickly and pausing for Blaine to adjust. Blaine was having none of it though-the other boy was writhing beneath him and begging him to move. Kurt pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside his boyfriend then slammed back in, setting a brutal pace that caused the bed to crash into the wall with each thrust. Blaine knew there was no way he'd last like this. Kurt was hitting his prostate with every rough thrust and Blaine could feel his orgasm building low in his stomach.
“Please Kurt, more...I'm so close...” Blaine whimpered, struggling slightly against Kurt's grip.
Kurt let go of his wrists and reached down to wrap his hand around Blaine's cock. Blaine groaned, his eyes falling closed at the sensation. He felt so on edge and all he needed was a little push and he'd happily topple over. But instead of stroking him, Kurt squeezed around the base of his erection and stopped moving completely.
“Not yet, Blaine. You'll come when I tell you.” Kurt growled as he started to thrust again. His hips rolled slowly, barely giving Blaine the kind of stimulation he needed to come.
Blaine met each shallow thrust with one of his own. Kurt leaned down to kiss Blaine, pressing his clothed body against Blaine's over-sensitive skin. The rasp of his jeans and simple cotton button down was almost too much for Blaine. He moaned into Kurt's mouth and tightened around his cock. Kurt let out a breathy groan against Blaine's cheek and his hips faltered. Kurt could feel his control slipping away from him as he sped his thrusts until he was once again slamming into his boyfriend over and over. Blaine squeezed around his cock with every thrust and Kurt reached down to roughly grab Blaine's cock again.
“Come with me, Blaine.” Kurt gasped, his orgasm building rapidly.
“Right there, please don't stop! Fuck!” Blaine cried, arching into his hand. It only took a couple of strokes before he was spilling between them, covering Kurt's hand and shirt. Blaine was so caught up in his own orgasm that he barely registered Kurt's until he felt him spilling hot inside of him.
Kurt collapsed on top of Blaine almost immediately, practically crushing the shorter boy. Blaine didn't move his arms until Kurt grabbed them and wrapped them around his own body. Blaine smiled into Kurt's hair and pressed a kiss to his head.
“That was awesome.” Blaine grinned.
“It was. You're getting better at following directions.” Kurt said, pushing himself up and jerking his shirt off. Blaine helped him unbutton his jeans and kick them to the floor as well. Then he curled against Blaine with a contented sigh. “Nap time. We have to meet my parents in an hour and a half for dinner.”
Blaine grabbed his phone and set an alarm before closing his eyes and drifting to sleep.