Five Times
Written for glee_kink_meme.
Prompt: Blaine/Darren and Kurt/Chris both have biting kinks.
Could be a five times? Five times they had to hide their marks and one time they let them show?
1.
The first time Kurt ever really got to doing anything other than kissing with Blaine was after a particularly rough day at school. He'd been slushied and shoved into the lockers at one time. Only, today, his back was shoved directly into his locker door. He felt the bruise forming before it even happened, honestly.
Blaine had come over to his house as Kurt's request because honestly, sometimes a boy just needed to vent. He had reluctantly decided to show Blaine the bruises, the idea of being shirtless in front of quite the most adorable boy he'd ever met being only one of the reasons.
He was, at no point, expecting Blaine to kiss his back softly and whisper a soft apology. He couldn't fight back a shudder as Blaine kissed up to his neck and nipped at his shoulder. Kurt protested for a moment before Blaine's lips found his pulse and he sucked on it. Then, he bit down and Kurt melted. And he didn't really care about the dark purple bruise on his neck; it made him forget the one on his back.
What he did mind was the fact that he had to wear a scarf the next day. The high was eighty degrees.
2.
The next time, Kurt sought his revenge.
They had just simply been making out lazily (which Kurt loved, by the way) on Kurt's bed. Nobody was home; it was just them. Alone. In the house. Somehow, Kurt ended up on top of Blaine, straddling him and settling comfortably on top of his body. It was warm and comforting and he felt so free, for once in his life. It wasn't like he debated anything that happened. He simply let his body take over his mind and he found himself kisses Blaine everywhere but his mouth. They were open-mouthed and a bit wetter than he'd intended, but neither of them were complaining. When he closed his teeth on the skin of Blaine's jawline, he got a strained gasp and the corners of Kurt's mouth twitched up. He slid down and bit on the soft flesh of Blaine's clavicle. Blaine actually moaned that time and Kurt had to use everything in himself to not get a hard on because really. Who wouldn't get turned on by hearing that voice? So, instead, Kurt caught Blaine's skin in a vice grip and drank in the little gasps and moans he got from the other.
He heard the front door slam upstairs and sat up. Blaine was glaring at him, but the blush was high in his cheeks and his eyes were sparkling. Kurt smiled a prize-winning smile and slid off of him. "Are turtlenecks against the dress code at Dalton?" He mused, rummaging through his closet. Blaine threw a pillow at him.
3.
One time, Kurt didn't even notice that Blaine's left any sort of mark until his father pointed it out at breakfast. The conversation that followed was.. awkward, to say the least. He had to physically make Burt shut up so he wouldn't be late to school. "No, Dad. I'm not sexually active. We were just playing around," he said, exasperated. Burt eyed him skeptically and Kurt flushed. He knew the 'I'm not sexually active, yet' didn't need to be said for it to be implied. Kurt grabbed a scarf from his room and left without another word. At least it was colder this time and wearing a scarf all day wouldn't be so suspicious.
It was a really long time before Burt let his son be alone with another boy.
4.
"No! Blaine! Give it back!" He whined, tackling the other onto his bed in the Dalton dormitories. He tried in vain to snatch his cellphone back from his boyfriend. Blaine pressed a hand to Kurt's forehead and kept him subdued while he flicked through the messages. His eyebrow quirked and the corner of his lip twitched up in a half smirk.
"'No, I'm totally not even lying. He really knows how to use his teeth.'" Blaine read, locking eyes with Kurt and chuckling. Kurt stopped struggling and blushed. He moved off of Blaine and sat on the edge of his bed. "I'm really on your mind a lot, aren't I?" He murmured, sitting up and pulling Kurt against him. Kurt looked to the side and didn't answer, the blush coloring his neck, as well as his face. Blaine grinned and dug his teeth into the curve of Kurt's neck. He squeaked and let out a slight gasp.
"Blaine!" He whined. "Not right now!" Another chuckle came from the shorter of the two.
"Why not?" He shot back, pausing only to say that before taking Kurt's flesh between his teeth again. Kurt didn't have a reply for him, reduced to an incoherent mess.
He stopped by the drug store on the way home to get get different foundation. They had a dress rehearsal the next day and all of the guys had to wear open neck t-shirts. Sometimes, Kurt really wanted to slap him.
5.
Then there was that time when Blaine used a little bit too much teeth when he went down on Kurt. Which, really, it wasn't a terrible thing, but he also came a lot earlier than he'd wanted to. Just the feeling.. On top of the moist heat and the vibrations and the friction, Blaine's teeth caught on the edge of Kurt's dick and he let go almost immediately. He fisted what he could of Blaine's hair and ordered him through clenched teeth to never do that again. Of course, Blaine would never listen to him. He quite forcefully bit down on the side of Kurt's length and the other doubled over, breathless, completely letting go.
He didn't exactly have to fight to hide that one, but it made him blush every time he looked down in the shower and the side of his dick was dark red. He didn't let Blaine do that for a while.
1.
The only time Kurt ever let it show was after the first time they had sex. Or, rather, the first time Blaine was on top. They'd both decided from the get-go that neither of them were dominant or submissive, and they agreed that they could both top on different occasions. The first time Blaine topped, he sort of went to town on Kurt's jugular. It felt amazing, as it always did. And before he left, Blaine managed to hide all of Kurt's scarves. And strangely enough, his turtlenecks had disappeared as well. (That was a feat in itself). So, he figured if Blaine was going to be that devious, then he could swallow a bit of his pride and roll with it. Besides, he couldn't be ashamed. Not when the bruise on his neck was proof that he actually belonged somewhere. The first few times, Kurt had been embarrassed, shy about it. But now..
When he walked into Glee the next day, if they didn't notice his slight limp, they noticed the maroon blob on his neck (which matched rather nicely with his outfit, on purpose). There were a few catcalls and when he sat next to Mercedes, she punched his arm lightly and grinned at him. As he returned the smile shyly, he began to realize that he shouldn't have been so worried in the first place.
Prompt: Blaine/Darren and Kurt/Chris both have biting kinks.
Could be a five times? Five times they had to hide their marks and one time they let them show?
1.
The first time Kurt ever really got to doing anything other than kissing with Blaine was after a particularly rough day at school. He'd been slushied and shoved into the lockers at one time. Only, today, his back was shoved directly into his locker door. He felt the bruise forming before it even happened, honestly.
Blaine had come over to his house as Kurt's request because honestly, sometimes a boy just needed to vent. He had reluctantly decided to show Blaine the bruises, the idea of being shirtless in front of quite the most adorable boy he'd ever met being only one of the reasons.
He was, at no point, expecting Blaine to kiss his back softly and whisper a soft apology. He couldn't fight back a shudder as Blaine kissed up to his neck and nipped at his shoulder. Kurt protested for a moment before Blaine's lips found his pulse and he sucked on it. Then, he bit down and Kurt melted. And he didn't really care about the dark purple bruise on his neck; it made him forget the one on his back.
What he did mind was the fact that he had to wear a scarf the next day. The high was eighty degrees.
2.
The next time, Kurt sought his revenge.
They had just simply been making out lazily (which Kurt loved, by the way) on Kurt's bed. Nobody was home; it was just them. Alone. In the house. Somehow, Kurt ended up on top of Blaine, straddling him and settling comfortably on top of his body. It was warm and comforting and he felt so free, for once in his life. It wasn't like he debated anything that happened. He simply let his body take over his mind and he found himself kisses Blaine everywhere but his mouth. They were open-mouthed and a bit wetter than he'd intended, but neither of them were complaining. When he closed his teeth on the skin of Blaine's jawline, he got a strained gasp and the corners of Kurt's mouth twitched up. He slid down and bit on the soft flesh of Blaine's clavicle. Blaine actually moaned that time and Kurt had to use everything in himself to not get a hard on because really. Who wouldn't get turned on by hearing that voice? So, instead, Kurt caught Blaine's skin in a vice grip and drank in the little gasps and moans he got from the other.
He heard the front door slam upstairs and sat up. Blaine was glaring at him, but the blush was high in his cheeks and his eyes were sparkling. Kurt smiled a prize-winning smile and slid off of him. "Are turtlenecks against the dress code at Dalton?" He mused, rummaging through his closet. Blaine threw a pillow at him.
3.
One time, Kurt didn't even notice that Blaine's left any sort of mark until his father pointed it out at breakfast. The conversation that followed was.. awkward, to say the least. He had to physically make Burt shut up so he wouldn't be late to school. "No, Dad. I'm not sexually active. We were just playing around," he said, exasperated. Burt eyed him skeptically and Kurt flushed. He knew the 'I'm not sexually active, yet' didn't need to be said for it to be implied. Kurt grabbed a scarf from his room and left without another word. At least it was colder this time and wearing a scarf all day wouldn't be so suspicious.
It was a really long time before Burt let his son be alone with another boy.
4.
"No! Blaine! Give it back!" He whined, tackling the other onto his bed in the Dalton dormitories. He tried in vain to snatch his cellphone back from his boyfriend. Blaine pressed a hand to Kurt's forehead and kept him subdued while he flicked through the messages. His eyebrow quirked and the corner of his lip twitched up in a half smirk.
"'No, I'm totally not even lying. He really knows how to use his teeth.'" Blaine read, locking eyes with Kurt and chuckling. Kurt stopped struggling and blushed. He moved off of Blaine and sat on the edge of his bed. "I'm really on your mind a lot, aren't I?" He murmured, sitting up and pulling Kurt against him. Kurt looked to the side and didn't answer, the blush coloring his neck, as well as his face. Blaine grinned and dug his teeth into the curve of Kurt's neck. He squeaked and let out a slight gasp.
"Blaine!" He whined. "Not right now!" Another chuckle came from the shorter of the two.
"Why not?" He shot back, pausing only to say that before taking Kurt's flesh between his teeth again. Kurt didn't have a reply for him, reduced to an incoherent mess.
He stopped by the drug store on the way home to get get different foundation. They had a dress rehearsal the next day and all of the guys had to wear open neck t-shirts. Sometimes, Kurt really wanted to slap him.
5.
Then there was that time when Blaine used a little bit too much teeth when he went down on Kurt. Which, really, it wasn't a terrible thing, but he also came a lot earlier than he'd wanted to. Just the feeling.. On top of the moist heat and the vibrations and the friction, Blaine's teeth caught on the edge of Kurt's dick and he let go almost immediately. He fisted what he could of Blaine's hair and ordered him through clenched teeth to never do that again. Of course, Blaine would never listen to him. He quite forcefully bit down on the side of Kurt's length and the other doubled over, breathless, completely letting go.
He didn't exactly have to fight to hide that one, but it made him blush every time he looked down in the shower and the side of his dick was dark red. He didn't let Blaine do that for a while.
1.
The only time Kurt ever let it show was after the first time they had sex. Or, rather, the first time Blaine was on top. They'd both decided from the get-go that neither of them were dominant or submissive, and they agreed that they could both top on different occasions. The first time Blaine topped, he sort of went to town on Kurt's jugular. It felt amazing, as it always did. And before he left, Blaine managed to hide all of Kurt's scarves. And strangely enough, his turtlenecks had disappeared as well. (That was a feat in itself). So, he figured if Blaine was going to be that devious, then he could swallow a bit of his pride and roll with it. Besides, he couldn't be ashamed. Not when the bruise on his neck was proof that he actually belonged somewhere. The first few times, Kurt had been embarrassed, shy about it. But now..
When he walked into Glee the next day, if they didn't notice his slight limp, they noticed the maroon blob on his neck (which matched rather nicely with his outfit, on purpose). There were a few catcalls and when he sat next to Mercedes, she punched his arm lightly and grinned at him. As he returned the smile shyly, he began to realize that he shouldn't have been so worried in the first place.