Little Black Tape | Part 5
Parts One to Four can be found here: http://glee-kink-meme.livejournal.com/34234.html?thread=46190266#t46190266
Previously...
Blaine looked like he was going to be sick, “You’re actually considering this? Why do you sound like you’ve already made up your mind? Do you want to sleep with Sebastian?”
“Of course not! How can you even say that?”
“Then let me find another way! At least let me talk to him!”
“Okay,” Kurt nodded. “But if there isn’t another way, I’m really sorry, Blaine.”
“We’ll find another way,” Blaine promised holding Kurt very tightly, “Trust me.”
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5.
A/N: For the purpose of this fic, the Dave Karofsky scene in Cough Syrup never happened.
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“There is no other way,” Sebastian said flatly.
“What do you mean?” asked Blaine confused. “I just offered to throw our chances at winning the competition!”
“I know,” Sebastian said, “And I heard you loud and clear. But don’t you get it Blaine? Winning a lame singing competition doesn’t matter to me anymore. Especially when I keep thinking of what a good fuck your boyfriend will be.”
At this, Blaine let his anger get the better of him. He shoved Sebastian hard against the wall and held his elbow against Sebastian’s neck.
“Stay away from Kurt! This ridiculous sick fantasy of yours has got to go. You won’t win, Sebastian!”
While the whole situation was very tense, and while Blaine’s hold on Sebastian was even stronger, Sebastian just laughed. “Oh Blaine… I think I already have.”
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Kurt was waiting for Blaine in his room when Blaine finally returned. He was so glad Blaine was here. He had been pacing up and down with nervousness during his wait, fretting over the many possible outcomes that could have gone down with Blaine’s conversation with Sebastian. He was so nervous that he hadn’t even paid attention to his hair, which was in a fact a mess, because he had been constantly running his fingers through it. Hopefully, Blaine had good news.
“Well…?” Kurt asked, resisting the urge to bite his fingers in anticipation.
“Well….?” Blaine repeated.
“You’re the one who talked to Sebastian!” Kurt reminded him needlessly, “What did he say?”
Blaine opened his mouth to answer but paused instead. Now more than ever he was ready to tell Kurt the truth. In fact, this should have been rather easy because from the moment they had met, they had always been honest with each other and that wasn’t going to change now. Blaine would tell Kurt the entire truth about his conversation with Sebastian and then they would totally work out another solution together.
But the pause between Kurt’s question and Blaine’s answer was getting longer and when Blaine still didn’t say anything, Kurt was immediately stressed, jumping to conclusions and assuming the worst. “Oh God…” he said, “Oh God! Oh God! I knew it wouldn’t work! I knew it! Oh my God, we’re in for a scandal bigger than Kim Kardashian’s ass, aren’t we?”
Blaine didn’t know what to do. Kurt was panicking; he was starting to tear up and worst of all he was coming undone on the spot right in front of Blaine and Blaine didn’t know what to say. Blaine had to hold Kurt to stop him from shaking. He desperately wanted to make everything better… but the only possible way he could see to do that right now was-
“Kurt, listen to me, everything’s going to be fine. I fixed it, okay?”
-Blaine had to lie.
“You spoke to Sebastian?”
“I spoke to Sebastian. And he’s agreeing to back down. You don’t have to worry about anything.”
Seeing the look on Kurt’s face, it was then that Blaine decided that even though he did not know exactly what he was going to do, he knew that whatever it was he needed more time to do it. And if he had to lie to Kurt to get that extra time then he would do so to protect him.
“You mean that’s it?” Kurt asked, clearly shocked that they had escaped this nightmare so easily. “You spoke to him and he backed down? I don’t have to sleep with him?”
Blaine nodded, “It’s over. We came to an understanding and he’s not going to bother you, I swear.”
Kurt was looking a little skeptical. “Wait - just like that? Blaine, what did you promise him? I can’t imagine that Sebastian would give in so easily.”
“I have dirt on his family,” Blaine lied even further, the wheels starting to turn faster now that he had set the first lie in motion. “Dirt that is big enough to keep him tight-lipped on that tape. So trust me when I say, you don’t have to worry.”
It took Kurt a while to answer but when he did Blaine was relieved to find that he agreed with him. “No, I don’t,” Kurt said, “But that doesn’t mean that there aren’t still things that need to be taken care of.”
At first Blaine was confused by what Kurt meant, especially when he had such a coy smile on his face.
“What are you inferring?” Blaine asked quietly.
“Well,” Kurt said slowly, “I feel like I need to, you know, properly take care of my boyfriend for coming to my rescue…”
I see,” Blaine gulped, “And how exactly do you plan to do that?”
Kurt raised his left shoulder, “You have a better chance of finding the answer to that question if… if you weren’t wearing any clothes.”
Blaine gulped. He knew it was wrong. He shouldn’t be rewarded with gratitude sex from his boyfriend for something that he was lying about. But Kurt was already starting to remove Blaine’s clothing and the part of Blaine that should have been thinking with his head was now currently thinking with what was in his pants.
“Do you want to fuck me, Blaine Anderson?” Kurt asked slowly, his voice drawing out the question in a long sexy drawl, “Or should I do the honors and fuck you raw instead?”
“No, please,” begged Blaine, his mind already made up, “Please fuck me, Kurt. I want you. I want you so bad. I want to feel you so much right now and I want it to last for days.”
In Blaine’s mind, he deserved to be punished. Kurt might have given Sebastian the tape but it had been Blaine’s idea and he felt like absolute shit for having to lie. If he could still feel Kurt for days to come after this then that would help him to come up with a plan of eradicating Sebastian’s motives even faster. He was sure of it. And the look on Kurt’s face right now was enough.
“Very well then,” Kurt complied.
Already both shirtless, Kurt fumbled with the belt on Blaine’s jeans and dragged the offending item down on the floor casually. Blaine’s pants pooled around his ankles and then Kurt used his palm to press against Blaine’s hardening length.
“Mnnhh!” Blaine moaned out. His ability to say anything coherently was close to nil. Kurt continued to rub against his erection while simultaneously sucking small spots on Blaine’s neck. He moved down Blaine’s chest, then slid his hands on Blaine’s waist and removed his underwear, letting Blaine’s long hard cock spring into the air. Kurt then graciously fell to his knees, kissing the head of Blaine’s dick and using his right hand to massage Blaine’s balls. He breathed against Blaine’s cock letting his warm breath escalate all kinds of new sensations against him. Kurt’s unoccupied left hand had made its way to his mouth as Kurt was starting to suck on his own fingers the way a kid does when they’ve been handed a lollipop. When his fingers were clearly coated in his saliva, Kurt brought one teasingly against Blaine’s entrance messing around with Blaine’s head.
“Should I, you know, get the lube?” Kurt asked, looking up at Blaine with clear wide lust-filled eyes.
“No,” Blaine answered truthfully, “Your saliva is enough.”
But that was a lie. It wasn’t enough. It burned like all hell when Kurt slipped his finger inside him. It had only been this morning since they had last had sex but Blaine had topped that time and they rarely ever did this without lube. Blaine bit his lip, letting himself take that little bit longer to get used to the sensation. He deserved this, he reminded himself. Now he understood how Rihanna felt.
…but that’s all right because I like the way it burns.
As Kurt moved slowly in and out of him with his finger, Blaine adjusted a little bit better each time with every move. He knew this was going to hurt even more horribly in the morning but he didn’t care. If he didn’t come up with a plan he was going to be fucked anyway, so he might enjoy the glorious sex with Kurt while he still could.
“How are you doing… baby?” Kurt asked. He was a bit confused with Blaine’s silence.
“I’m fine,” Blaine answered quietly, cupping Kurt’s face, “You’re doing a wonderful job, baby. I love you. Please just keep moving…”
Kurt placed his mouth back on Blaine’s cock while he increased to two fingers inside Blaine but even with the sensation of Kurt’s mouth around him, it was harder not to scream out this time. Feeling horrible, Kurt pulled his fingers out and withdrawing, shaking his head swiftly. He was not going to proceed any further unless-
“Jesus, Blaine! Where’s the lube?”
“No!” Blaine protested, “No lube… I just want you. Please. I need it…”
Kurt didn’t know what was going on but thinking Blaine would be more comfortable if they were lying down, Kurt directed Blaine over to his bed and pushed him gently to lie on his back hovering over him.
“I love you,” Blaine whispered, staring up at him.
“I love you too,” Kurt confirmed. “And I’m going to make this really good for you, okay?”
“Okay.”
Kurt bent down and kissed his boyfriend in an attempt to relax him. Blaine was too rigid, too stiff, and he needed to wind down if Kurt was going to prepare him for having his dick inside him.
Hungry for Kurt’s mouth, Blaine kissed him passionately and the familiar territory over the simple act of just making out helped him to relax. Kurt moved his hands against his chest again bring them down to just under Blaine’s balls ignoring the way he flinched when he placed his fingers back inside him. Blaine brought his hands across Kurt’s neck; his eyes were closed as he tried to relax.
“Keep moving, Kurt. You feel so good inside me, oh God.”
Kurt loved watching Blaine underneath him. He loved making Blaine feel as good as Blaine made him feel every single day of his life. He was still skeptical as to how Blaine had managed to get them out of this ruckus but however he had done it, Kurt was willing to show just how appreciative he was. His hormones was letting his dick doing the thanking and he didn’t try to avoid hitting Blaine’s thigh with his erection as he pushed his fingers, now three deep in and out of Blaine’s wiling tightness. His right hand moved to cup at Blaine’s ass cheek and Blaine let out a whimper.
“Please, Kurt. I want you now. Please. ”
Kurt moved his fingers out of Blaine but kissed him messily before using his hand to position himself. Something wasn’t right about the way Blaine was begging for him, Kurt was sure of it, but his dick wasn’t letting him think straight. He pushed inside Blaine with relative ease, slowly and surely, continuing to kiss him as he did so, pleasure shooting through every single tip of his body as he showed his boyfriend just exactly how much he loved him.
“Does it feel good, Blaine?” Kurt asked needing the verbal confirmation.
“Oh God, yes. Yes, you feel so good. Fill me up, baby. Just like that. I love you so much.”
Kurt kept moving, pushing in and out of Blaine with a practiced ease. He loved this boy so much. He still couldn’t get over how much Blaine wanted him, how much Blaine needed him and how much he loved him back.
“Every day I’m with you,” Kurt whispered into his ear, “I am living my dream.”
Blaine kissed him then, not to shut Kurt up, but basically to reconfirm what Kurt was saying because there was no way he could talk properly right now. His hands reached Kurt’s hair, his back and then grabbed at Kurt’s ass, while he pounded Blaine underneath him.
Blaine’s face was of pure bliss and he loved being able to feel Kurt even closer then he was usually able to when he wore a condom. He couldn’t describe it but nothing else mattered right now.
“Ohhh God, you are so good, so good, oh fuck. I feel so close, oh my God…”
Blaine tightened around Kurt at just the right moment and Kurt spilled effortlessly into him filling him up with his come. Blaine reached out to palm at his own cock and within seconds, strings of pearly flight were ejaculating out of him also spilling all over onto Kurt’s chest.
The bedroom was the one place Kurt gave leeway for mess. He collapsed onto Blaine and held him tightly. His eyes were shut and he was breathing heavy.
“Clean. Later. Just wanna hold you.”
Blaine caressed Kurt’s naked back wordlessly. He couldn’t agree more. He loved Kurt so much and he would never let Sebastian have him.
But what on earth was he going to do?