Chapter 18

Blaine broke away from the kiss only long enough to give the order, then tried to maneuver Kurt backwards out of the nursery, but Kurt stilled him, breaking the kiss again.

"Wait, Blaine. Are you sure?"

"Yes," yes, yes, Blaine had never been more sure.

Kurt looked surprised, but followed when Blaine began pulling him towards the bedroom. Once they reached the room, Kurt resealed their lips, and Blaine pulled Kurt back towards the bed. Once they were lying down, Kurt pressing his body into Blaines, Blaine felt a stab of the apprehension again, but he ignored it in favor of the arousal rushing hot through his skin. He was hard, and wanted more than anything for their bodies to align completely so that he could get just a bit of friction to his cock, but his belly was making it difficult.

Blaine whined in unhappiness when he tried to grind up, but was met with a lack of contact. Kurt must have realized his mission, however, because the next second, Kurt was pressing a firm hand against his hard cock, palming over the stiffness and sending sparks of pleasure through Blaines body. He moaned at the contact, but his eyes flew open when the friction disappeared a moment later.

"What, no-" he began, but Kurt stopped him.

"In a moment. Youre wearing too many clothes. Let me see you."

Kurt reached for the hem of Blaines shirt, and Blaine closed his eyes against the flash of self-consciousness that filled him. It was Kurt. Kurt really cared about him.

His eyes remained shut as he felt a pair of warm lips trailing down his chest, moving lower until they were kissing over his stomach.

"No, dont-" Blaine began. He knew Kurt had seen his stomach before, at the doctors visit, but this was so different. He would be able to see every stretch mark...

But Kurt didnt stop, running his hands over Blaines chest and stomach. One hand rested there, while the other returned to his chest, thumbing over a nipple so that Blaine shut his eyes again to the sensations running through him.

"Blaine, you are so gorgeous. Let me show you."

Kurt continued kissing down Blaines stomach, going lower and lower until he reached the waistband of Blaines jeans. Here he looked up for confirmation, and when Blaine nodded his head slightly frantically, he pulled at the elastic waistband, dragging the offending fabric down Blaines legs and off. He wasted no time with his underwear either, throwing them to the ground. Then he reached forward and took Blaine in his hand, immediately starting a slow rhythm up and down his length.

"Oh god." Blaine could not hold in the noise, and his hips began rocking as much as they could into Kurts fist.

"Look so good like this, Blaine," Kurt was saying above him, but Blaine could barely hear him over the pleasure building through his body, coiling with every stroke of Kurts hand.

Then the hand was gone, and Blaines cry of frustration was absorbed into Kurts mouth as his lips covered his yet again.

"What do you want, Blaine?" Kurt asked him, breaking the kiss, but keeping his face close to Blaines own.

"What?" Blaine asked, his mind muddled by the need that was permeating through him.

"How do you want to come?" Kurt elaborated. "Like that, with my hand? Do you want my mouth?"

But now that Blaine was not being touched, his mind was clear with what he wanted. No, what he needed. "Fuck me."

Kurts eyes widened, and his face took on a beautiful red flush. "Yes, okay. God, Blaine."

Blaine immediately pointed toward the bathroom, "Theres lube in the bathroom. I normally keep it in here, but I havent- not for a while."

Kurt jumped off the bed, and hurried towards the bathroom. He was only a few moments, and when he returned he threw the lube and a condom onto the bed and took the opportunity to strip off his own clothes.

Blaine was immediately fixed on the unintentional show in front of him. Kurt lifted his shirt and threw it onto the floor at his feet. When he took his pants off, though, he threw them onto the chair in the corner of the room. Then his underwear was on the ground, and Blaine got his first glimpse of his cock, long and gorgeous, flushed red at the tip, and hard. Hard for him.

Kurt, free of his clothes, crawled back on top of him, pressing uncovered skin to skin. He reached for the lube, and uncapped it quickly.

"Is this how you like it? Are you an exclusive bottom?"

Blaine gasped as his legs were spread quickly, and Kurt settled between them.

"Um, no," Blaines voice was shaking as he felt a dry finger trace behind his balls, before circling his puckered entrance. "I switch, but I dont think I can top now, not with all the added weight. It would be a weird position too, to accommodate my belly." Then Blaine could feel the finger, lubed this time, retracing the circle, and pushing in only slightly, a tease of what he needed so badly.

"After the babys born, then?" Kurt asked, his voice as calm as if he werent making Blaines legs shake with anticipation.

"Yes," Blaine said, and as he said it, the finger pushed deep inside him, and began thrusting in and out. 

Blaine tossed his head back at the intrusion, breathy pants leaving his lips as the movement continued. Blaine had barely adjusted when Kurt added a second finger to join the thrusting.

"God," Blaine moaned, loving the stretch and trying to tilt his hips to bring Kurts fingers deeper. "Ah, Kurt, just- up, please," but Kurt did not comply.

"Not yet, baby, dont want you to come until Im in you."

Blaine moaned again, this time at the words leaving Kurts mouth. Kurt added a third finger, and it was not long before Blaine was shaking from need.

"Please, Kurt," he panted, and he was not shocked to hear how desperate his voice sounded.

"Yes." Kurt did not seem to be fairing any better, and Blaine saw him move a hand roughly over his own flushed length to take the edge off his arousal.

Kurt moved into position, moving Blaines legs onto each side of his, but then stopped.

"Um, Blaine," Kurt started, and Blaine got the picture immediately. There was no way that Blaine was going to be able to lift his legs with his stomach as big as it was. Kurt continued though, "Did you have an idea of how were going to do this?"

Blaine groaned in frustration. "This was never a problem before," he said irritably, but sat up all the same, thinking what position would be best, where Blaine could still get an angle that would push him over the edge, but not hurt his bump or back in the process.  

He rolled over, and pushed himself up onto his hands and knees. Then he looked over his shoulder at Kurt. "Lets try like this."

Kurt moaned a little as he stared unashamedly at Blaine, and quickly moved to situate himself behind him.

Blaine waited for a second, and then he felt it; the blunt press of Kurt against his entrance. He immediately pushed back against the intrusion, and moaned softly as he felt the stretch of the tight muscle and the delicious drag of the hard length pushing into him so slowly. Blaine swore he could feel every pulse as Kurts cock was finally buried to the hilt.

"God, Blaine, so good," Kurts wrecked voice triggered another wave of arousal through him, and he moaned out Kurts name. With that, it seemed Kurt could control himself no longer. He pulled out fast, and thrust back inside in a smooth stroke. He kept the pace, slower than Blaine was used to, but controlled and hard enough to rock Blaines body forward with every thrust.

Blaine cried out on a particularly forceful thrust, and felt his arousal like a coil tightening, the edges of his awareness fading except for the repeated pleasure sending sparks through his body.

He could feel the fire licking up his body, from his cock hanging untouched, through his back- but wait. This pressure was not alleviating with every movement, but getting more and more painful. It was now taking the forefront of his mind, and he felt his impending orgasm retreat slightly.

"Kurt," he said, his voice slightly desperate with his frustration. "Kurt, wait."

Kurts movements immediately stilled, and his voice was panicked when he spoke. "Whats wrong? Did I hurt you?" He pulled out, and Blaine hissed at the emptiness that radiated through him.

"No," he collapsed onto his side, and moved a hand behind him, to rub at his lower back. "No, you didnt hurt me, but I couldnt stay in that position. Theres too much pressure from my stomach on my back and it hurt."

Kurt looked relieved, then thoughtful. "Okay, how about this? No, stay on your side like that." Kurt lowered himself behind Blaine, and tucked his arm around his body to support his stomach. Then he placed his leg between Blaines, parting them so that he could push his cock back into Blaine.

Blaine moaned at the return of the stretch, and heard it echoed behind him. If it werent for the hard length buried deep inside him, they could be spooning.

Kurt immediately continued his thrusting, and brought his free hand to wrap around Blaines cock, flushed and leaking as it moved through Kurts fist.

Blaine cried out as Kurts ruthless rhythm continued, and he reached forwards, tangling his hands in the sheets to ground himself against the pleasure building in his stomach.

"Come, Blaine," Kurt was whispering in his ear, "God, please come, Blaine."

Blaine bucked against Kurt and it was a few more strokes before he was crying out as his orgasm rushed through him, and he shut his eyes against the pleasure. He was coming down from his own orgasm when Kurt started coming, and the moan that he released was almost enough to make Blaines softening cock rock hard again.

But then Kurt was pulling out, and pressing small kisses to the sweat soaked skin of Blaines back. After a few minutes, Blaine felt him get up, tie off the condom, and move towards the bathroom. Blaine rolled over onto his back again, and allowed himself to revel in the aftershocks of his orgasm and the boneless feeling that followed.   

Then Kurt was back with a wash cloth. Blaine allowed Kurt to wipe over him, and throw the wash cloth into the laundry before pulling him back into bed beside him.

"Thank you, Kurt," Blaine said softly, as he cuddled into Kurts shoulder.

"No, thank you, Blaine. That was incredible. I cant remember how we managed so long without that."

"It was even worse with my pregnancy hormones," Blaine said with a delicate shudder. "I couldnt bring myself to actually go through with it, but I wanted to jump you a lot of the time. Then Id remember why I couldnt, and it was all pretty confusing for me."

Kurt smiled at Blaines expression, and said, "Yes, I can imagine that would be difficult, with your body wanting one thing, but not being able to give in to it."

"My mind is telling me no, but my body, my body is telling me yes!" Blaine sang in a low, gravelly voice that rose in pitch when Kurt began tickling him.

"Nope, you just ruined it. This perfect moment is over now, thanks to you."

Blaine giggled, and buried his face into Kurts chest. "No, everythings still perfect to me."

And it was; Blaine had never felt so at ease and satisfied in any relationship he had been in, and he was wondering how he had managed to find this perfect, wonderful, caring man who wanted him just as he was.

Kurt tightened his hold on Blaine slightly, and they lay, content to bask in the beauty of that moment.