Fic: In College You Know Who You Are (12/12)
Title: In College You Know Who You Are (12/12)
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's summer time and the boys are getting as much time in together as they can.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1. Also, there will be an epilogue, so stay tuned.
Warnings for this part: Sweet!Sex, Blangst, fluff. Happy ending.
Kurt drove as fast as he dared back to his parents house. He pulled into the driveway within minutes of Finn and Blaine. Finn was helping Blaine grab bags out of his back seat and Kurt felt his heart drop into his stomach.
"I'm so sorry, Blaine! Rachel took my phone and I didn't know you'd called. Are you ok?" Kurt asked, rushing over to pull Blaine into his arms.
"Rachel took your phone?" Blaine mumbled against his shoulder.
"Yeah, apparently I spent too much time pining over you so she hid it from me. Now stop avoiding the question. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm ok. I knew he was gonna be mad but I had still kinda hoped he wouldn't be. I'm calm now though and I know that we planned for this. I have all those visa gift cards and my phone. I'm not calling my grandmother tonight though-- she's already in bed."
Blaine sounded more tired than he'd usually be at 10 pm so Kurt dragged him into the house and up the stairs. Finn dropped off his bags at the door way and Kurt thanked him. He was so happy that Finn and Blaine knew each other and that Blaine had someone to rely on when Kurt was unavailable. Finn had obviously explained that something was going on with Blaine before he left because his parents didn't even bat an eyelash when they saw the other boy. After Finn went to his own room, Kurt shut the door behind him and turned to his pale boyfriend.
"What can I do to help you feel better, baby?" Kurt asked softly, pulling Blaine down on the bed and wrapping his arms around him.
"I don't know. I mean, I really knew that this was coming. Why did it still hurt so much?" Blaine squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Kurt's shirt.
"Because they're your family, honey. He might come around later."
"Maybe. I just don't want to think about it anymore right now. Distract me?" Blaine asked him pitifully, his eyes wide and glassy.
"We do have to talk about this later though, ok?"
Blaine nodded quickly and Kurt took pity on him. Instead of pushing the issue, Kurt tilted Blaine's chin up and captured his lips in a sweet kiss. Blaine all but melted against him, whimpering into his mouth and pressing his body as close as he could get. Kurt gently rolled them so that he could cover Blaine's body with his own. Blaine arched up against him and groaned softly. Kurt sat up long enough to pull both of their shirts over their heads then pressed Blaine back against the bed. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips and held him closer, grinding their cocks together through their pants. Kurt allowed the movement for a moment before taking each of Blaine's wrists and carefully holding them down against the bed.
"Just lie back and let me take care of you, ok?"
Kurt waited until he felt Blaine's body relax underneath him, then he began pressing soft, open-mouthed kissed along his collarbone. Blaine hummed happily and Kurt could feel his chest rumble underneath his hands. He continued to trail his mouth down Blaine's chest-- pausing to lap at each nipple in turn-- until he reached the strip of hair disappeared into Blaine's jeans. Kurt kissed Blaine's bellybutton then licked down Blaine's happy trail as he popped the button on his jeans. Blaine raised his hips so that Kurt could slip his jeans down. Kurt still didn't rush though-- he kissed the top of each thigh, then his knees then his ankles. He dropped Blaine's jeans into an untidy pile on the floor then shimmied out of his own pants. Blaine was watching him from the bed with heavy lidded eyes. Kurt crawled back onto the bed and reached into the drawer for the lube. Blaine took advantage of his closeness and leaned up to nip at his shoulder. Kurt pressed a quick kiss to his mouth before moving back down his body.
Blaine spread his legs to accommodate Kurt's body and canted his hips forward. He wanted Kurt to speed up his leisurely exploration of his body but he didn't trust his voice to come out right. His anger and sadness was still too close to the surface and he just wanted to drown in Kurt instead. Kurt could sense that Blaine's patience was running thin though, and he was already lubing up his fingers before Blaine figured out how to ask for more. Kurt pressed one finger inside of Blaine, ignoring the insistent twitching of his hips. Kurt leaned down to bite sharply at one prominent hip bone then soothed it with his tongue. Blaine was babbling incoherently above him so he pressed a second finger in alongside the first one. Blaine didn't even pause for a second to adjust to the fullness inside him-- instead he continued to whimper brokenly for more. Kurt teased him a little more, scissoring his fingers and pressing gently against his prostate, before he added a third finger. Blaine keened and rocked back against his hand, riding his fingers desperately. Kurt could feel his own patience waning. He pulled his fingers free and hurriedly slathered lube onto his cock, the shock of cold enough to keep him from coming the moment he touched himself.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" Kurt asked, lining himself up with Blaine's stretched hole.
"Please..." Blaine gasped, his voice small and breathy.
Kurt slowly sheathed himself, teasing Blaine with every inch of fullness. Once fully seated inside of him, Kurt paused and just stared down at his flushed and panting boyfriend. He wanted to make this as perfect as he could for Blaine.
"Tell me what you need." Kurt murmured, bending down to kiss his shoulder.
Blaine wrapped both of his legs around Kurt's waist and both of his arms around his back.
"I need to be close to you." Blaine whispered, pressing his face into Kurt's neck.
Kurt nodded slightly then started to rock against him, gently at first. Blaine used his legs as leverage and matched Kurt's movements with his own. It wasn't enough though and he dug his fingernails into Kurt's back. Kurt gasped as fire spread down his spine, he couldn't stop himself from pulling out until only the head of his cock was still sheathed then thrusting back in hard. Blaine wailed underneath him and he set up a rough pace that was completely at odds with the tender way they were clinging to each other. Kurt poured all of the love and admiration he had for Blaine into his every caress, every kiss. He needed Blaine to know how much he loved him. Kurt could feel his own orgasm simmering and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer. Kurt disentangled one hand from Blaine's embrace and reached between them to stroke his cock. Blaine arched almost violently and tightened his legs around him, holding him deep inside of him. Kurt's eyes rolled back when he felt Blaine squeezing around him and his hips stuttered once before he was spilling inside of him. Blaine waited, his whole body taut, until he felt Kurt pulsing inside of him. Then he shattered, crying out and coating both of their stomachs with come. Blaine fell back limp against the bed and Kurt gently pulled out. He reached blindly into the side table drawer for the packet of wet wipes he kept there. It only took a moment to clean them up enough to sleep, then he was curling tightly around Blaine.
"I love you. I'm sorry today was so difficult." Kurt whispered.
"I love you too. Thank you for being here for me."
"I'll always be here for you." Kurt promised, kissing the back of his neck. He laid there, listening to Blaine breathe until he knew his boyfriend was asleep. Only then, did he let his own eyes fall shut.
***
When Kurt woke up the next morning, Blaine was already awake and talking quietly to his grandmother on his cell phone. Kurt put his pajamas back on and gave Blaine a kiss before going down stairs to give Blaine more privacy. His father and Finn were both sitting at the table while Carole made breakfast. Kurt slumped down in the chair next to his brother and sighed. Finn gave him a weak smile.
"Is he alright? He was really torn up when I picked him up last night."
"I wouldn't say that he's alright but he's working through it. He kind of knew this could happen and he'd been planning accordingly. What did he tell you when you got to him?"
"Uh, mostly that his dad hates him. He said that his dad saw that he'd changed his major and that he'd kicked him out-- oh and that he wouldn't pay his tuition if he was going to waste his time on a...faggy... major like music. Sorry." Finn flushed nervously but Kurt didn't scold him.
"No, I know that you're just telling me what he said. His grandmother had already agreed to finish paying for his time at OSU if this happened. He just hoped it wouldn't." Kurt sighed.
"I know the guy is a douche-- I've heard Blaine talking on the phone to him and stuff at school. I can't believe he kicked him out though. It's summer! He doesn't go back to the dorms for another month and a half."
"Does he need a place to stay?" Burt asked, interrupting his sons.
Kurt turned to him with wide eyes.
"Probably. We knew that his dad would probably cut him off but I don't think he had a new place lined up. He can stay with his grandmother but she lives like 4 hours away."
"He can stay here. It's like Finn said, school goes back in a little over a month. It really wouldn't be that big of a deal. He spends the night here 3 nights a week anyway." Burt offered, picking up the newspaper and scanning the front page.
"I thought you were still uncomfortable with us sleeping together."
Burt gave Kurt a sharp look-- but relented after a moment.
"It's not that. I had a problem with you guys casually sleeping together. You're my son and I don't want you throwing yourself around. You matter more than that. But you guys are in a committed relationship now and he's a good kid. He has to be. You're dating him and Finn keeps requesting him as a roommate at school."
"Blaine is nice. He always helps me with my homework and he doesn't yell at me when I forget to put stuff up in our room. He's way easier to live with than Kurt was." He grinned apologetically at his brother then shrugged. "Another thing though, I keep him as my roommate so that he doesn't get someone who is, you know, mean to him because he's gay."
"Does that happen a lot?" Burt asked curiously.
"It's college so it's different than McKinley but this is still Ohio, dude. Some of the guys aren't so nice and I just don't want anything to happen.” Finn shrugged again.
Kurt could barely contain the pride he felt for Finn at that moment. His brother had come a long way from high school and he'd grown into a very decent young man. College had been very good for Finn. Blaine had been very good for Finn.
They all turned to look at the stair case when they heard Kurt's bedroom door open. Blaine sheepishly walked down the stairs and sat on Kurt's other side at the table.
"Uh, good morning."
"So what did your grandmother say?" Kurt asked, reaching under the table to hold Blaine's hand.
"The same thing she said last time. She's really mad at my father for being a jerk. She said she'll pay my tuition and books if I need it. I told her I'd rather get a job and help her out. I have money in trust funds that my father can't touch but I can't get into them until I'm 21. I won't be 21 until August so I don't have much to work with right now. I don't want to use too much of my trust fund money though because that's what I'm going to use to move to New York with you after I graduate." Blaine sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"So basically, you need a place to stay for the summer and a job? I think I can help you with both of those. Do you know anything about cars?" Burt asked.
"My dad and I rebuilt a car together a few summers ago. He thought it might make me straight."
"Well, if you can handle applying that knowledge, you can work at the garage with Finn. There's always a lot more going on in the summertime and we've been pretty swamped lately. You can stay here too. You spend the night half the week anyway so it's really not that much of a stretch."
Blaine stared at Burt for a long moment, unable to form the words of gratitude that he knew he needed to say. He didn't know how to accept such generosity from anyone--especially his boyfriends father.
"Th-thankyou. I don't know how I can--"
"You don't have to do anything for me but what you're already doing. You make Kurt happy, you keep Finn in line at school. You're a good kid Blaine and you don't deserve your father treating you like this. I know that I wasn't the nicest when I first met you so maybe this is for me and much as it's for you. I get a chance to start over too and make a better impression.”
Kurt smiled at his father happily. Blaine was going to be staying with them until they had to part ways for school. It was going to be different-- Blaine was going to be working now-- but it gave Kurt an excuse to hang around the shop and spend time with his father and brother as well. And with Blaine living with him, it might be a little bit easier to go see his friends every once and a while since he knew Blaine would be there when he got home. This wasn’t just a second chance for his father-- it was a second chance for Kurt and Blaine as well. They didn’t have to worry about the future anymore because they had family and friends who loved them and would support them. Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand, prompting the other boy to give him a dazzling (if a bit overwhelmed) smile. Kurt knew that this was only the beginning for them-- first college, then the world.
Author: Magick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: It's summer time and the boys are getting as much time in together as they can.
A/N: Written for a prompt on the kink meme. Full prompt with Part 1. Also, there will be an epilogue, so stay tuned.
Warnings for this part: Sweet!Sex, Blangst, fluff. Happy ending.
Kurt drove as fast as he dared back to his parents house. He pulled into the driveway within minutes of Finn and Blaine. Finn was helping Blaine grab bags out of his back seat and Kurt felt his heart drop into his stomach.
"I'm so sorry, Blaine! Rachel took my phone and I didn't know you'd called. Are you ok?" Kurt asked, rushing over to pull Blaine into his arms.
"Rachel took your phone?" Blaine mumbled against his shoulder.
"Yeah, apparently I spent too much time pining over you so she hid it from me. Now stop avoiding the question. Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm ok. I knew he was gonna be mad but I had still kinda hoped he wouldn't be. I'm calm now though and I know that we planned for this. I have all those visa gift cards and my phone. I'm not calling my grandmother tonight though-- she's already in bed."
Blaine sounded more tired than he'd usually be at 10 pm so Kurt dragged him into the house and up the stairs. Finn dropped off his bags at the door way and Kurt thanked him. He was so happy that Finn and Blaine knew each other and that Blaine had someone to rely on when Kurt was unavailable. Finn had obviously explained that something was going on with Blaine before he left because his parents didn't even bat an eyelash when they saw the other boy. After Finn went to his own room, Kurt shut the door behind him and turned to his pale boyfriend.
"What can I do to help you feel better, baby?" Kurt asked softly, pulling Blaine down on the bed and wrapping his arms around him.
"I don't know. I mean, I really knew that this was coming. Why did it still hurt so much?" Blaine squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Kurt's shirt.
"Because they're your family, honey. He might come around later."
"Maybe. I just don't want to think about it anymore right now. Distract me?" Blaine asked him pitifully, his eyes wide and glassy.
"We do have to talk about this later though, ok?"
Blaine nodded quickly and Kurt took pity on him. Instead of pushing the issue, Kurt tilted Blaine's chin up and captured his lips in a sweet kiss. Blaine all but melted against him, whimpering into his mouth and pressing his body as close as he could get. Kurt gently rolled them so that he could cover Blaine's body with his own. Blaine arched up against him and groaned softly. Kurt sat up long enough to pull both of their shirts over their heads then pressed Blaine back against the bed. Blaine grabbed Kurt's hips and held him closer, grinding their cocks together through their pants. Kurt allowed the movement for a moment before taking each of Blaine's wrists and carefully holding them down against the bed.
"Just lie back and let me take care of you, ok?"
Kurt waited until he felt Blaine's body relax underneath him, then he began pressing soft, open-mouthed kissed along his collarbone. Blaine hummed happily and Kurt could feel his chest rumble underneath his hands. He continued to trail his mouth down Blaine's chest-- pausing to lap at each nipple in turn-- until he reached the strip of hair disappeared into Blaine's jeans. Kurt kissed Blaine's bellybutton then licked down Blaine's happy trail as he popped the button on his jeans. Blaine raised his hips so that Kurt could slip his jeans down. Kurt still didn't rush though-- he kissed the top of each thigh, then his knees then his ankles. He dropped Blaine's jeans into an untidy pile on the floor then shimmied out of his own pants. Blaine was watching him from the bed with heavy lidded eyes. Kurt crawled back onto the bed and reached into the drawer for the lube. Blaine took advantage of his closeness and leaned up to nip at his shoulder. Kurt pressed a quick kiss to his mouth before moving back down his body.
Blaine spread his legs to accommodate Kurt's body and canted his hips forward. He wanted Kurt to speed up his leisurely exploration of his body but he didn't trust his voice to come out right. His anger and sadness was still too close to the surface and he just wanted to drown in Kurt instead. Kurt could sense that Blaine's patience was running thin though, and he was already lubing up his fingers before Blaine figured out how to ask for more. Kurt pressed one finger inside of Blaine, ignoring the insistent twitching of his hips. Kurt leaned down to bite sharply at one prominent hip bone then soothed it with his tongue. Blaine was babbling incoherently above him so he pressed a second finger in alongside the first one. Blaine didn't even pause for a second to adjust to the fullness inside him-- instead he continued to whimper brokenly for more. Kurt teased him a little more, scissoring his fingers and pressing gently against his prostate, before he added a third finger. Blaine keened and rocked back against his hand, riding his fingers desperately. Kurt could feel his own patience waning. He pulled his fingers free and hurriedly slathered lube onto his cock, the shock of cold enough to keep him from coming the moment he touched himself.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" Kurt asked, lining himself up with Blaine's stretched hole.
"Please..." Blaine gasped, his voice small and breathy.
Kurt slowly sheathed himself, teasing Blaine with every inch of fullness. Once fully seated inside of him, Kurt paused and just stared down at his flushed and panting boyfriend. He wanted to make this as perfect as he could for Blaine.
"Tell me what you need." Kurt murmured, bending down to kiss his shoulder.
Blaine wrapped both of his legs around Kurt's waist and both of his arms around his back.
"I need to be close to you." Blaine whispered, pressing his face into Kurt's neck.
Kurt nodded slightly then started to rock against him, gently at first. Blaine used his legs as leverage and matched Kurt's movements with his own. It wasn't enough though and he dug his fingernails into Kurt's back. Kurt gasped as fire spread down his spine, he couldn't stop himself from pulling out until only the head of his cock was still sheathed then thrusting back in hard. Blaine wailed underneath him and he set up a rough pace that was completely at odds with the tender way they were clinging to each other. Kurt poured all of the love and admiration he had for Blaine into his every caress, every kiss. He needed Blaine to know how much he loved him. Kurt could feel his own orgasm simmering and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer. Kurt disentangled one hand from Blaine's embrace and reached between them to stroke his cock. Blaine arched almost violently and tightened his legs around him, holding him deep inside of him. Kurt's eyes rolled back when he felt Blaine squeezing around him and his hips stuttered once before he was spilling inside of him. Blaine waited, his whole body taut, until he felt Kurt pulsing inside of him. Then he shattered, crying out and coating both of their stomachs with come. Blaine fell back limp against the bed and Kurt gently pulled out. He reached blindly into the side table drawer for the packet of wet wipes he kept there. It only took a moment to clean them up enough to sleep, then he was curling tightly around Blaine.
"I love you. I'm sorry today was so difficult." Kurt whispered.
"I love you too. Thank you for being here for me."
"I'll always be here for you." Kurt promised, kissing the back of his neck. He laid there, listening to Blaine breathe until he knew his boyfriend was asleep. Only then, did he let his own eyes fall shut.
***
When Kurt woke up the next morning, Blaine was already awake and talking quietly to his grandmother on his cell phone. Kurt put his pajamas back on and gave Blaine a kiss before going down stairs to give Blaine more privacy. His father and Finn were both sitting at the table while Carole made breakfast. Kurt slumped down in the chair next to his brother and sighed. Finn gave him a weak smile.
"Is he alright? He was really torn up when I picked him up last night."
"I wouldn't say that he's alright but he's working through it. He kind of knew this could happen and he'd been planning accordingly. What did he tell you when you got to him?"
"Uh, mostly that his dad hates him. He said that his dad saw that he'd changed his major and that he'd kicked him out-- oh and that he wouldn't pay his tuition if he was going to waste his time on a...faggy... major like music. Sorry." Finn flushed nervously but Kurt didn't scold him.
"No, I know that you're just telling me what he said. His grandmother had already agreed to finish paying for his time at OSU if this happened. He just hoped it wouldn't." Kurt sighed.
"I know the guy is a douche-- I've heard Blaine talking on the phone to him and stuff at school. I can't believe he kicked him out though. It's summer! He doesn't go back to the dorms for another month and a half."
"Does he need a place to stay?" Burt asked, interrupting his sons.
Kurt turned to him with wide eyes.
"Probably. We knew that his dad would probably cut him off but I don't think he had a new place lined up. He can stay with his grandmother but she lives like 4 hours away."
"He can stay here. It's like Finn said, school goes back in a little over a month. It really wouldn't be that big of a deal. He spends the night here 3 nights a week anyway." Burt offered, picking up the newspaper and scanning the front page.
"I thought you were still uncomfortable with us sleeping together."
Burt gave Kurt a sharp look-- but relented after a moment.
"It's not that. I had a problem with you guys casually sleeping together. You're my son and I don't want you throwing yourself around. You matter more than that. But you guys are in a committed relationship now and he's a good kid. He has to be. You're dating him and Finn keeps requesting him as a roommate at school."
"Blaine is nice. He always helps me with my homework and he doesn't yell at me when I forget to put stuff up in our room. He's way easier to live with than Kurt was." He grinned apologetically at his brother then shrugged. "Another thing though, I keep him as my roommate so that he doesn't get someone who is, you know, mean to him because he's gay."
"Does that happen a lot?" Burt asked curiously.
"It's college so it's different than McKinley but this is still Ohio, dude. Some of the guys aren't so nice and I just don't want anything to happen.” Finn shrugged again.
Kurt could barely contain the pride he felt for Finn at that moment. His brother had come a long way from high school and he'd grown into a very decent young man. College had been very good for Finn. Blaine had been very good for Finn.
They all turned to look at the stair case when they heard Kurt's bedroom door open. Blaine sheepishly walked down the stairs and sat on Kurt's other side at the table.
"Uh, good morning."
"So what did your grandmother say?" Kurt asked, reaching under the table to hold Blaine's hand.
"The same thing she said last time. She's really mad at my father for being a jerk. She said she'll pay my tuition and books if I need it. I told her I'd rather get a job and help her out. I have money in trust funds that my father can't touch but I can't get into them until I'm 21. I won't be 21 until August so I don't have much to work with right now. I don't want to use too much of my trust fund money though because that's what I'm going to use to move to New York with you after I graduate." Blaine sighed and ran his hand through his hair.
"So basically, you need a place to stay for the summer and a job? I think I can help you with both of those. Do you know anything about cars?" Burt asked.
"My dad and I rebuilt a car together a few summers ago. He thought it might make me straight."
"Well, if you can handle applying that knowledge, you can work at the garage with Finn. There's always a lot more going on in the summertime and we've been pretty swamped lately. You can stay here too. You spend the night half the week anyway so it's really not that much of a stretch."
Blaine stared at Burt for a long moment, unable to form the words of gratitude that he knew he needed to say. He didn't know how to accept such generosity from anyone--especially his boyfriends father.
"Th-thankyou. I don't know how I can--"
"You don't have to do anything for me but what you're already doing. You make Kurt happy, you keep Finn in line at school. You're a good kid Blaine and you don't deserve your father treating you like this. I know that I wasn't the nicest when I first met you so maybe this is for me and much as it's for you. I get a chance to start over too and make a better impression.”
Kurt smiled at his father happily. Blaine was going to be staying with them until they had to part ways for school. It was going to be different-- Blaine was going to be working now-- but it gave Kurt an excuse to hang around the shop and spend time with his father and brother as well. And with Blaine living with him, it might be a little bit easier to go see his friends every once and a while since he knew Blaine would be there when he got home. This wasn’t just a second chance for his father-- it was a second chance for Kurt and Blaine as well. They didn’t have to worry about the future anymore because they had family and friends who loved them and would support them. Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand, prompting the other boy to give him a dazzling (if a bit overwhelmed) smile. Kurt knew that this was only the beginning for them-- first college, then the world.