Chapter 27

Kurt felt well sated the next morning. He rolled over to find Blaine staring at him, adoration shining in those brilliantly brown eyes. He hummed in the back of his throat and snuggled into his chest. Blaine's arms wrapped around his waist automatically and kissed his nose lightly. Kurt smiled tiredly and nuzzled his face into Blaine's neck.

"Did you sleep well little one?" he asked playfully. Kurt hummed and nodded. Blaine chuckled.

"Oh…" he mumbled as he glanced down. "I'm sorry Master, I didn't take care of you last night." he apologized softly.

"Hush," Blaine insisted. "You did enough last night, trust me." he kissed Kurt possessively when the boy tried to protest. "What was all this for anyway? Not that I didn't enjoy it."

Kurt kept his eyes down, seeming fascinated with the comforter. "Well… we never really got to do anything for our anniversary. And after… after all the stuff this week with Jace I… I just wanted you to know that I'm yours. Always. And I-" he was cut off with an oomph as Blaine pushed him onto his back and kissed him heatedly, pausing to plant little kisses all over his face.

"You. Are. Too. Good. For. Me." he mumbled between kisses. Kurt whimpered in pleasure at the praise. Blaine pulled away, making Kurt pout. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast."

He pulled Kurt to his feet, the boy whimpered and clenched his eyes shut as the plug from last night's wonders shifted within him. Blaine smiled lustily and kissed him softly before sending him downstairs. He could hear Kurt whimper on each and every step. He grabbed something out of his dresser drawer before following.

Just as Kurt reached the bottom of the stairs, the buzzing began. He shrieked like a banshee and felt his feet give way under him, leaving him to writhe mercilessly on the floor. He whined and sobbed in pleasure as Blaine came hovering into his vision, smiling innocently.

"Ma-a-as-ter!" he screamed, bucking his hips upward into nothingness, only serving to frustrate him more. "Please!"

"Please what baby?" Blaine asked stupidly, crouching down to run a hand through his hair. "what do you want?" he leaned in ever closer, whispering in a low gravelly voice in Kurt's ear that only served to turn him on further. "Do you want me swallow that thick cock of yours? Hmm? Or do you want me to fuck that slutty mouth? Or maybe I should lick that filthy hole, fuck you with my tongue."

"Yes, yes, please!" Kurt called desperately, his hands flying down to his neglected cock. He barely made purchase on it when his hands were torn away and pinned above his head.

"You cum when I say you can cum." Blaine hissed softly in his ear. Strong fingers wrapped around his base and tugged hard once. "This is my cock Kurt. Mine."

Kurt moaned at the possessiveness in Blaine's eyes as he spoke. "Yours Master." He agreed desperately. "Only yours." He screamed when Blaine pulled him into a sitting position, the movement shifting the plug to vibrate deliciously against his prostate.

"Suck me." Blaine ordered huskily, undoing his pants urgently and pumping himself a few times. Kurt's mouth watered at the sight and he dove forward hungrily, sucking on the head like a baby trying to get its first meal. His tongue danced across the bulging vein and he whimpered, hollowing out his cheeks and lowering his head until the tip of his cock hit the back of his throat. He glanced up at Blaine through his lashes and smirked as best he could before relaxing his throat and burying his nose in Blaine's pubic hair. "Oh fuck Kurt!" Blaine moaned above him.

He swallows around him and Blaine screams, winding his fingers tightly in Kurt's hair as he orgasms. Kurt pulled back desperately so his cum hit his tongue and whimpered at the taste.

"Please Master." He whimpered as he let the heavy organ fall from his lips. He bucked back into the still thrumming plug and screamed. Blaine smiled and held the remote in front of his face and turned it up higher, making Kurt go limp. He rolled the quivering boy onto his stomach and slowly pushed against the base, making it rub right up against his prostate. Kurt screamed as he came hands free, thick ropes of his release pooling on the floor. He let his body go loose, murmuring in protest when the heavenly vibrations were turned off.

Strong arms lifted him up and he was settled into Blaine's lap when the elder sat on the couch, instinctively turning to cuddle into his chest. He smiled up at Blaine lazily.

"God Kurt. You're just too perfect." The brown eyed boy hummed. Kurt sighed happily and curled into himself further, not caring that he was naked and Blaine was fully clothed. He was content just to be with his Master.

About a half hour later there was a faint knocking at the door before it creaked open, Sam's blonde hair poking around the corner.

"Well only one of them is naked, I'm not sure if that's any good." He called over his shoulder. There was a musical laughter as two more heads poked around. Kurt groaned and waved them away.

"Get lost, we're cuddling." He grumbled. Puck rolled his eyes and threw himself on the couch beside them. Kurt gasped and struggled to get further away when he noticed the boy was naked. Sebastian fell next to him, smirking, and Sam scampered onto his lap eagerly. He turned to Kurt, who grumped a bit but smiled anyway.

"So how'd it go? What happened?" he urged. Kurt chuckled, still boneless, and whacked Blaine on the chest, hoping he'd take the hint to answer in his place. Blaine just laughed and shook his head.

"Tell you what. You let me give Noah a makeover and tell me why he's naked and I'll give you all the horny details." Kurt mumbled, bringing his hands up almost unconsciously to tug at the buttons on Blaine's shirt. It wasn't until he had managed to get a few open and bury his nose in the sparse hairs there that he realized what he'd done. But to be honest, he couldn't care less. Blaine's scent surrounded him almost like a cocoon, the smell reminding him of mint candy canes and hot cocoa and… home.

"Deal." Sam said, smiling at how easily Kurt cuddled up to Blaine.

"No deal!" Puck protested. "I'm not letting him come at me with make up!" Sam twisted around in Sebastian's lap to pout.

"Please Noah? Please please please?" he whimpered. Puck groaned and let his head fall back.

"You're evil. An evil little nymph." He complained. Sam grinned, clearly taking that as a yes. He turned back to Kurt excitedly.

"That's only half." Kurt giggled softly. "Why's he naked? Not that I mind the view." He added, biting his lip adorably.

Sam chuckled along with him before his smile faded. "He got in trouble. He keeps disobeying Seb and doesn't really seem to care about it." He mumbled lowly enough that the still grumbling Puck didn't hear him. "I'm worried about him."

Kurt smiled hesitantly and took Sam's hand gently. The two stared at each other for a moment before Sam started squirming again.

"Now go go go!" he urged. Kurt sighed dramatically and launched a full blown analysis of what had happened the night before and the morning after.

"It was fucking amazing." He finished, almost panting by the time he had completed his story. Sam's eyes were wide as he leaned back into Sebastian, his own breathing a little uneven.

"Sounds like it." He murmured. "Oh, did you do the other thing too?" he asked urgently. Kurt pretty much smacked himself on the forehead and scrambled off Blaine's lap, half running half waddling to the kitchen. Blaine blinked at his empty lap for a moment.

"What just happened?" he asked. Sam grinned and shrugged. Just then, Kurt came prancing back into the room, setting a plate of cupcakes in front of Blaine before settling back into his lap, smiling proudly. Blaine laughed and shook his head indulgently. "You're gonna spoil me to death." He accused, poking Kurt lightly in the stomach. He giggled a little and shrugged.

They ate cupcakes and talked for a few more minutes, Kurt squirming constantly on Blaine's lap, effectively making him hard. Blaine grabbed his little remote stealthily and smirked to himself as he turned it on its lowest setting. Almost instantly Kurt's eyes drooped and he whimpered breathily, hips moving faster to try and get more friction.

"Please, please, please" he chanted softly, caught between not wanting his friends to hear him and being too aroused to care. His eyes opened slightly and he saw a wide eyed Sam staring back at him. He closed his eyed again and groaned desperately, hiding his face in Blaine's chest as his hips bucked faster. Blaine turned it up a little and smiled at the whimpering boy in his lap.

Sam stared at his friend's hard cock, practically drooling at the sight. He had loved watching the brunette fall apart beneath him whenever they screwed around, and seeing it happen at someone else's hand just made him want the boy more. He watched curiously as Sebastian and Blaine shared a conspiratorial look, before Sebastian's lips were pressing into his ear.

Kurt heard a familiar moan, before warm lips wrapped around the head of his cock. His eyes flew open as a strangled scream flew from his lips, and he looked down to see a mess of (dyed) blonde hair bobbing along his member. His fingers wound into the strands as he whimpered desperately.

"Sammy… fuck…" he hissed, bucking up into the seemingly endless cavern that was Sam's mouth. The teen hollowed out his cheeks and buried his nose in Kurt's sparse pubic hair easily. It figured that with a mouth like that the boy would have no gag reflex. He was on the edge in an embarrassingly short time, shooting down Sam's throat and screaming a wordless shriek as his hips bucked desperately.

The vibrations disappeared as he slumped back against Blaine's chest, panting hard and smiling at Sam, who grinned back proudly.

"Well that was… interesting." He mumbled as Sam clambered back into Sebastian's lap, smirking smugly at Puck.