I kissed Blaine softly as I squeezed lube onto my finger tips, he gasped as I touched him again chuckling softly, "that's cold."
"I'm sorry, this will make it easier I promise." I explained rubbing his hip as I slid a finger in with no difficulty. I pressed my finger in slowly knuckle by knuckle then pulled it out repeating the process while I sucked Blaine's dick. Beads of sweat appeared all over his body as my index finger slid in and out with much ease. I took it out and placed another finger in. He arched his back and pressed my finger deeper till I grazed his prostate causing him to cry out my name.
I kissed licked and sucked up Blaine's chest before returning to his soft panting lips. He put his arms around my neck and deepened the kiss messaging my tongue with his. I scissored him increasing my tempo the slightest bit. He moaned in my mouth as I stroked his prostate again. I buried myself in the crock of his neck inhaling his sweet scent. I pressed a third finger in stretching him more before I entered. I licked up his jaw line as he palmed himself. I looked down at him, his pupils dilated making his eyes look like a golden eclipse, I removed my fingers and asked softly "are you ready?"
"I'm nervous now." He said in a low voice, "I don't think I'm going to be good at this." He confessed.
"Blaine," I breathed running my hand down his arm soothingly, "there is nothing for you to be bad at." I assured him.
"But you'll tell me right?" He asked.
"You won't be bad, so there is nothing to tell." He looked at me and smiled kissing me softly and murmuring, "I'm ready."
I squeezed more lube over my erection lining myself up to his entrance then pushed in slowly. He hissed and threw his head back into the pillow.
"Blaine?"
"Keep going," he said in a broken gasp holding on to his dick. I pressed further in his body sending sparks around me. I leaned over him taking a hazy breath. He wrapped his hands around my back and smushed our lips together. I waited a moment for him to get use to the intrusion before pulling out and sinking back in. He dug his nails into my back and moaned as I pressed into him deeper.
"Oh fuck." He moaned, as we began to find a rhythm. He lifted his legs higher and wrapped them around my waist pulling our bodies closer. His pants began to match my strokes and he rocked his hips with mine.
"Kurt, I-- I I'm oh fuck!" Blaine whined, "please. I... I'm so-- so close." I sat up enough to wrap his dick in my hands and began pumping quickly as I slowed my hips down ensuring every stroke hit the little bundle of nerves.
I felt my stomach coil and just as Blaine started coming over my hand I came inside him. Yelling incoherently using words from the 16th century. Blaine screamed louder then me grunting my name as I waited for him to empty his load before stopping.
I pulled out and collapsed on his sticky sweaty chest. I closed my eyes and listened to his rapid heart beat slowing down.
After a few minutes Blaine said something that wasn't in any way shape of form apart of the English language. "What?" I looked up as he chuckled and tried to speak again.
"That was amazing." He said, I smiled and nodded in agreement kissing him and returning to my spot on his chest. We were still for a very long time before I sat up, "we should get clean." I said.
"That doesn't make any sense but okay." Blaine laughed sitting up looking at him self. "Kurt! I'm covered in hickies." He discovered laughing.
"I guess I got a little carried away." I said staring at the purple and red dots all over his body. "They will go away fast, you still have vampire blood in your system." I promised. We walked into the bathroom and as Blaine turned the shower on I saw the nail marks in my back fading.
Blaine pulled me into the shower, "I got you all dirty, let me clean you off."