Fic: Squeeze
Title: Squeeze
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Spoilers (if any): This is while Kurt was at Dalton.
Warnings (if any): Porn. Bottom!Blaine.
Summary: Kurt is feeling playful and grabs Blaine's ass during rehearsal. He thought Blaine would laugh, maybe blush. He didn't think he'd be ridiculously turned on.
It all started during Warbler rehearsal. Kurt had been playfully teasing his boyfriend the entire time they were performing and Blaine was alternating between exasperation and barely concealed laughter. The other guys were rolling their eyes at their antics but no one was getting worked up about it. They had no major performances coming up and their playfulness was infectious. Everyone had loosened their ties and were chatting softly while Blaine worked on one of his solos. The atmosphere was so much more relaxed than their normal rehearsals and it made Kurt feel more at ease. Then Kurt grinned wickedly as an idea came into his head.
Kurt silently rounded his boyfriend. Blaine's eyes were shut as he attempted to concentrate on the song over the low chatter around him. The only warning he had was the soft giggle in his ear before Kurt grabbed his ass an squeezed. Blaine choked on the note he was singing and the rest of the guys turned to stare has Kurt skipped away giggling. Blaine blushed but turned to glare at his boyfriend, silently vowing revenge.
Wes called the rehearsal to an end shortly after and Blaine ignored his friends in favor of grabbing Kurt and dragging down the hall towards the dormitories. Blaine was muttering darkly as he strode purposefully towards his room--but Kurt couldn't stop laughing as he struggled to keep up. Once in the room, Blaine locked the door before turning to his boyfriend. His glare was a wasted effort though because Kurt was crying with mirth.
"I've created a monster, haven't I? I finally get you past all of your boundary issues and suddenly you begin molesting me in public!" Blaine put his hands on his hips and Kurt tried to fight the new wave of laughter that bubbled in his throat.
"Ok, ok...I agree it was...inappropriate--but it was hilarious!" Kurt lost his battle and giggled helplessly again.
"Hilarious, huh? That is not the adjective I'd use in this situation." Something flared in Blaine's eyes and Kurt felt his mouth go dry. His laughter died abruptly and he sat up straight, eying his boyfriend curiously. The older boy stalked over to the bed and launched himself into Kurt's lap. He sealed their mouths together with a groan, his tongue immediately sliding into Kurt's mouth and making him gasp. Blaine grabbing Kurt's hands and tugged, causing Kurt to break this kiss. He tilted his head back to give Blaine permission to attack the flesh of his neck.
"What are you doing?" Kurt whimpered as Blaine pressed his hands to his back.
"Put your hands on me." Blaine begged.
Kurt hurried to comply, breaking his hands free from Blaine's and running them down the smooth expanse of his back. It wasn't enough though. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hands once again and moved them firmly to his ass. Kurt quickly got the idea and squeezed again, massaging at the flesh between his fingers. Blaine groaned throatily and thrust against Kurt-- who gasped at the feeling of Blaine's erection against his stomach.
"Have you been hard since I grabbed you earlier?" Kurt asked breathlessly.
"Yes..." Blaine moaned, arching against him.
"I had no idea this turned you on so much." Kurt squeezed again to emphasize his point.
"You never--ah--asked." Blaine whimpered, dragging himself upright just enough to pull his jacket and shirt off.
Kurt followed his lead and soon they were pressing their bare chests together.
"Fuck, we should to this all the time."Kurt chucked lowly.
"It'd be better if we were naked." Blaine whispered, biting his earlobe.
Kurt agreed so much that he practically threw Blaine to the floor as he stood up. They scrambled, inelegantly, to remove their socks, shoes and slacks-- but paused at their boxers. It wasn't the first time they'd had sex but the act was still new enough for self-consciousness to linger. Surprisingly, it was Kurt who got past his nervousness first and shucked his boxers.
"How do you want me?" Kurt asked as he climbed back onto the bed. He had been the bottom every time they'd had sex so he assumed he would be this time too. Blaine had different ideas though and he silently pressed Kurt into a sitting position against the headboard.
"Blaine...?" Kurt asked softly but the older boy wasn't paying attention to his questions. Instead he was digging the bottle of lube from the table drawer. Then he turned back to his still confused boyfriend and smirked.
Blaine crawled up the bed and straddled Kurt's hips. Kurt groaned low when Blaine dragged their cocks together as he grabbed the lube from the table. Kurt opened his eyes blearily and saw Blaine pop open the bottle and squeeze some of the gel onto his own fingers. Their eyes locked as Blaine warmed the gel quickly and then reached behind himself to circle his own opening.
"Fuck Blaine, it should be illegal for you to be this hot." Kurt growled.
Blaine only whimpered in response as he pressed a finger into himself. Kurt watched in wide-eyed fascination as his boyfriend fingered himself open. Kurt grabbed the lube and pour a bit on his own fingers before reaching behind Blaine as well. Blaine moaned when Kurt rubbed around his fingers, pressing just enough to add his own fingertips. Kurt used his other hand to grasp Blaine's ass and Blaine's own hand faltered . Kurt encouraged Blaine to move his hand then he pressed two fingers inside of him. Blaine whimpered and threw his head back.
"I'm ready." Blaine panted, grinding down against Kurt's fingers.
"Alright, just let me get some more lube..." Kurt pulled his fingers away and wiped them absently on the comforter. Then the popped the cap on the lube and poured a large dollop in his hand. The gel was cold as he slicked his cock and he hoped the momentary shock would be enough to keep him from coming the second he was inside Blaine. He felt so close already.
"Come on Kurt, I need you to hurry..." Blaine's eyes were closed tightly and his body was so hot Kurt was sure he was going to catch on fire. He'd never seen his calm, polite boyfriend so needy or wanton. Kurt mentally made a note to grope Blaine's ass daily.
Kurt wrapped on hand around the base of his cock and used the other to guide Blaine down. Blaine winced a little as his muscles stretched but kept sinking lower until Kurt was fully sheathed in his body. They paused to catch their breath--and for Kurt to desperately think of Rachel naked to keep from coming right there-- then Blaine was rocking his hips. Their pace started out gentle but Blaine was too far gone for gentle. His rocking became desperate and erratic almost instantly and Kurt had to grab his hips with bruising force just to control their movement.
"Please, please, please Kurt...I need more..."
Kurt obliged and snapped his hips upwards--causing Blaine to keen loudly. They weren't going to last like this. Not with Kurt thrusting with all his might and Blaine meeting every upward stroke with a roll of his hips. They were both panting, kissing messily and groaning helplessly as their orgasms built. Blaine could feel his rumbling low in his spine and he knew he was about to come harder than he ever had in his life. His leaking erection was trapped between their stomachs and the sweaty constriction was too much. With a shout that was probably heard all the way down he hall, Blaine was coming--spurting copiously between the two of them. Blaine growled as he rode out his orgasm, swearing every other word. It was enough to set Kurt off and he thrusted one more time and groaned as his own orgasm overtook him. They collapsed against the headboard in a tangle of limbs and panting breaths.
They ignored the sticky mess all around them in favor of holding each other tightly.
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to bottom too?" Kurt asked curiously a few minutes later.
"I dunno, I guess I was just nervous." Blaine shrugged but Kurt could see he was blushing.
"You do realize that my hands are going to be permanently glued to your ass now, right?" Kurt giggled.
Blaine blushed harder but didn't protest. Instead he grabbed his shirt from where it was thrown haphazardly at the foot of the bed and wiped their stomachs off. Kurt wondered when Blaine was going to get off his lap--he was still lodged inside of him-- but Blaine only laid his head back down and soon Kurt heard a soft snore. Kurt rolled his eyes and tried to fall asleep too. Maybe when they woke up they could have round two.
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine
Spoilers (if any): This is while Kurt was at Dalton.
Warnings (if any): Porn. Bottom!Blaine.
Summary: Kurt is feeling playful and grabs Blaine's ass during rehearsal. He thought Blaine would laugh, maybe blush. He didn't think he'd be ridiculously turned on.
It all started during Warbler rehearsal. Kurt had been playfully teasing his boyfriend the entire time they were performing and Blaine was alternating between exasperation and barely concealed laughter. The other guys were rolling their eyes at their antics but no one was getting worked up about it. They had no major performances coming up and their playfulness was infectious. Everyone had loosened their ties and were chatting softly while Blaine worked on one of his solos. The atmosphere was so much more relaxed than their normal rehearsals and it made Kurt feel more at ease. Then Kurt grinned wickedly as an idea came into his head.
Kurt silently rounded his boyfriend. Blaine's eyes were shut as he attempted to concentrate on the song over the low chatter around him. The only warning he had was the soft giggle in his ear before Kurt grabbed his ass an squeezed. Blaine choked on the note he was singing and the rest of the guys turned to stare has Kurt skipped away giggling. Blaine blushed but turned to glare at his boyfriend, silently vowing revenge.
Wes called the rehearsal to an end shortly after and Blaine ignored his friends in favor of grabbing Kurt and dragging down the hall towards the dormitories. Blaine was muttering darkly as he strode purposefully towards his room--but Kurt couldn't stop laughing as he struggled to keep up. Once in the room, Blaine locked the door before turning to his boyfriend. His glare was a wasted effort though because Kurt was crying with mirth.
"I've created a monster, haven't I? I finally get you past all of your boundary issues and suddenly you begin molesting me in public!" Blaine put his hands on his hips and Kurt tried to fight the new wave of laughter that bubbled in his throat.
"Ok, ok...I agree it was...inappropriate--but it was hilarious!" Kurt lost his battle and giggled helplessly again.
"Hilarious, huh? That is not the adjective I'd use in this situation." Something flared in Blaine's eyes and Kurt felt his mouth go dry. His laughter died abruptly and he sat up straight, eying his boyfriend curiously. The older boy stalked over to the bed and launched himself into Kurt's lap. He sealed their mouths together with a groan, his tongue immediately sliding into Kurt's mouth and making him gasp. Blaine grabbing Kurt's hands and tugged, causing Kurt to break this kiss. He tilted his head back to give Blaine permission to attack the flesh of his neck.
"What are you doing?" Kurt whimpered as Blaine pressed his hands to his back.
"Put your hands on me." Blaine begged.
Kurt hurried to comply, breaking his hands free from Blaine's and running them down the smooth expanse of his back. It wasn't enough though. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hands once again and moved them firmly to his ass. Kurt quickly got the idea and squeezed again, massaging at the flesh between his fingers. Blaine groaned throatily and thrust against Kurt-- who gasped at the feeling of Blaine's erection against his stomach.
"Have you been hard since I grabbed you earlier?" Kurt asked breathlessly.
"Yes..." Blaine moaned, arching against him.
"I had no idea this turned you on so much." Kurt squeezed again to emphasize his point.
"You never--ah--asked." Blaine whimpered, dragging himself upright just enough to pull his jacket and shirt off.
Kurt followed his lead and soon they were pressing their bare chests together.
"Fuck, we should to this all the time."Kurt chucked lowly.
"It'd be better if we were naked." Blaine whispered, biting his earlobe.
Kurt agreed so much that he practically threw Blaine to the floor as he stood up. They scrambled, inelegantly, to remove their socks, shoes and slacks-- but paused at their boxers. It wasn't the first time they'd had sex but the act was still new enough for self-consciousness to linger. Surprisingly, it was Kurt who got past his nervousness first and shucked his boxers.
"How do you want me?" Kurt asked as he climbed back onto the bed. He had been the bottom every time they'd had sex so he assumed he would be this time too. Blaine had different ideas though and he silently pressed Kurt into a sitting position against the headboard.
"Blaine...?" Kurt asked softly but the older boy wasn't paying attention to his questions. Instead he was digging the bottle of lube from the table drawer. Then he turned back to his still confused boyfriend and smirked.
Blaine crawled up the bed and straddled Kurt's hips. Kurt groaned low when Blaine dragged their cocks together as he grabbed the lube from the table. Kurt opened his eyes blearily and saw Blaine pop open the bottle and squeeze some of the gel onto his own fingers. Their eyes locked as Blaine warmed the gel quickly and then reached behind himself to circle his own opening.
"Fuck Blaine, it should be illegal for you to be this hot." Kurt growled.
Blaine only whimpered in response as he pressed a finger into himself. Kurt watched in wide-eyed fascination as his boyfriend fingered himself open. Kurt grabbed the lube and pour a bit on his own fingers before reaching behind Blaine as well. Blaine moaned when Kurt rubbed around his fingers, pressing just enough to add his own fingertips. Kurt used his other hand to grasp Blaine's ass and Blaine's own hand faltered . Kurt encouraged Blaine to move his hand then he pressed two fingers inside of him. Blaine whimpered and threw his head back.
"I'm ready." Blaine panted, grinding down against Kurt's fingers.
"Alright, just let me get some more lube..." Kurt pulled his fingers away and wiped them absently on the comforter. Then the popped the cap on the lube and poured a large dollop in his hand. The gel was cold as he slicked his cock and he hoped the momentary shock would be enough to keep him from coming the second he was inside Blaine. He felt so close already.
"Come on Kurt, I need you to hurry..." Blaine's eyes were closed tightly and his body was so hot Kurt was sure he was going to catch on fire. He'd never seen his calm, polite boyfriend so needy or wanton. Kurt mentally made a note to grope Blaine's ass daily.
Kurt wrapped on hand around the base of his cock and used the other to guide Blaine down. Blaine winced a little as his muscles stretched but kept sinking lower until Kurt was fully sheathed in his body. They paused to catch their breath--and for Kurt to desperately think of Rachel naked to keep from coming right there-- then Blaine was rocking his hips. Their pace started out gentle but Blaine was too far gone for gentle. His rocking became desperate and erratic almost instantly and Kurt had to grab his hips with bruising force just to control their movement.
"Please, please, please Kurt...I need more..."
Kurt obliged and snapped his hips upwards--causing Blaine to keen loudly. They weren't going to last like this. Not with Kurt thrusting with all his might and Blaine meeting every upward stroke with a roll of his hips. They were both panting, kissing messily and groaning helplessly as their orgasms built. Blaine could feel his rumbling low in his spine and he knew he was about to come harder than he ever had in his life. His leaking erection was trapped between their stomachs and the sweaty constriction was too much. With a shout that was probably heard all the way down he hall, Blaine was coming--spurting copiously between the two of them. Blaine growled as he rode out his orgasm, swearing every other word. It was enough to set Kurt off and he thrusted one more time and groaned as his own orgasm overtook him. They collapsed against the headboard in a tangle of limbs and panting breaths.
They ignored the sticky mess all around them in favor of holding each other tightly.
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to bottom too?" Kurt asked curiously a few minutes later.
"I dunno, I guess I was just nervous." Blaine shrugged but Kurt could see he was blushing.
"You do realize that my hands are going to be permanently glued to your ass now, right?" Kurt giggled.
Blaine blushed harder but didn't protest. Instead he grabbed his shirt from where it was thrown haphazardly at the foot of the bed and wiped their stomachs off. Kurt wondered when Blaine was going to get off his lap--he was still lodged inside of him-- but Blaine only laid his head back down and soon Kurt heard a soft snore. Kurt rolled his eyes and tried to fall asleep too. Maybe when they woke up they could have round two.