Chapter 74 - &^%$*

It was so warm this morning. "So, warm." Blaine mumbled as he turned his head toward Kurt nuzzling his neck. He loved feeling wrapped up in Kurt's arms and body. Blaine loved being the little spoon but Gibby was even happier about it because he spent the night curled into his owner's chest.

"So nice." Kurt murmured in response until Gibby stood and started to lick him. "Ewww. Gibby, no! Stop it. Daddy Kurt doesn't like that."

Blaine burst into a laughing fit. "Kurt, he loves you."

"If he keeps it up, no sleeping in the bed. Or, if the bed starts to smell like dog, he's is out."

"He's been sleeping in the bed every night he's home." Blaine responded.

"Where? I never notice him here." Kurt looked shocked.

"He always sleeps on my side or by my feet. He's so little that you never notice." Blaine turned and wrapped his arms around Kurt. They lay chest to chest in the early morning. "I don't want to get ready for school." Blaine groaned.

"I want to skip too." Kurt groaned tightening his hand on Blaine hips. "I want to stay in bed with you."

"Kurt, we can't skip. It's getting too close to Regionals." Blaine, ever the boy scout, pointed out.

"Fine. I'll go turn the shower on." Kurt reluctantly got up.

"I'll take Gibby out and meet you in the shower." Gibby did his business quickly and stayed in the laundry room to eat. Blaine headed back upstairs to get in the shower. He wandered over to the dresser and saw a stack of mail sitting there. Kurt must have brought it up yesterday when he changed. It did look like he looked at it, or if he did, it was still stacked very nicely. Blaine started to sift through. There was a small envelope from FIT. Blaine frowned because that usually meant that it was a decline. There were a few newspaper ads and a yellow envelope that got tucked inside the ads. If Kurt didn't really look, he might have missed it. Blaine pulled it out and a huge grin replaced the original frown. He walked quickly toward the bathroom. "Kurt, did you look at the mail?"

As Blaine entered the bathroom. "Don't ruin my morning Blaine. Please?" Kurt looked so sad. "I saw the small envelope. I just didn't want to look at it."

Blaine frowned crossing his arms. "Kurt, it's okay. There are other colleges that will want you if this one doesn't." He waved the little one in the air. He had the other large envelope behind his back. "We won't know until you open it up. Just read it, baby. We need to deal with this together. Any time you're upset, I am too. We're a team sweetheart. I'm sad when you're sad and happy when you're happy."

Kurt's shoulders slumped over in resignation. He knew what the stupid envelope was going to say. "We both know what a small letter means, Blaine. I hate the thought that I might be going to New York and living off of you the rest of my life or until you get sick of me living off of you and your family because I'm not good enough to get into college. I'm not creative enough, not smart enough and everyone hates me." Kurt was crying, but Blaine smiled because he had the other envelope in his hand. It was so cute to watch Kurt with his dramatic flair and flamboyancy just seeping out of his skin.

"The bathroom is going to get too steamy for you to read it." Blaine held it out firmly. "Kurt, take it. Read it." Blaine pushed.

Kurt grabbed it from his hand and opened it. He read it to himself before throwing it on the sink top. "FIT put me on the waitlist." Kurt put both his palms on the counter and looked in the mirror. He couldn't stop the tears streaming down his cheeks. "I feel so inadequate, Blaine. I just feel like I'm never good enough to be part of your family. Everyone in your family is so successful." He bowed his head so he didn't have to look anymore.

Blaine wrapped one arm around Kurt's chest pressing himself flush against Kurt's back. Poor Kurt was always so hard on himself. He always felt like he was behind the eight ball when it came to the Anderson family. "There's nothing to live up to. WE have nothing to live up to Kurt. We have ourselves to live up to. We have only ourselves to please and I would love you if you were waiting tables at Breadstix. I love YOU, Kurt. Not what you do. I love what's in here." Blaine rested his hand on Kurt's chest over his heart.

This action made Kurt look up, turning his head toward Blaine. He needed comfort. "Blaine, you're too good to me. I love you so much."

"Well you're probably going to love this." Blaine's other hand appeared in front of Kurt. Kurt could see the reflection in the mirror. It was a big envelope.

Kurt head shot up and his eyes grew wide. "Where is it from?"

"I'm not telling you." Blaine smirked. "You should look more carefully when you pick up the mail. This one was mixed in with the ads that were in yesterday's mail. I had a feeling you probably saw the FIT letter and didn't bother to look closely at everything else."

"Where is it from?" Kurt was giddy with excitement. You could feel the change in the air.

"I'm not telling you. You need to look for yourself." Blaine laughed handing it to him.

"Oh my God. It's from Pratt. What if they say I'm terrible and the samples I sent were boring? What if they hate me? What if they think I have no talent?"

Blaine laughed loudly. "Look then Kurt. Look now!" Kurt tore the envelope open and Blaine could see his eyes scanning back and forth reading the letter quickly. Blaine started to get jumpy at the silence in the bathroom. The only sound he heard was the water in the shower. "Kurt! Come on. What's it say?"

Kurt held it in his hands and looked up at Blaine with tears in his eyes. Blaine would've been confused if it wasn't totally clear that they were happy tears. Kurt's blues were bright and excitement shone behind the teary stare. "I got in."

Blaine picked him up spinning him around in the little bathroom. "I knew it!" Blaine put him down and started dancing around singing "I knew it... I knew it... I knew you'd get in..." The last part sung right in Kurt's face. "Can I see it?" Kurt handed it to him. Blaine finally started to read the letter. When he was finished, he flipped to the next page. Kurt hadn't gotten that far so he tried to look over Blaine's shoulder, only to have his head batted away with a tiny push. Blaine was grinning ear to ear. "You didn't read this page." He looked into Kurt's eyes with more excitement than could be described.

"What Blaine?"

"You got a partial scholarship. Your advisor wants to meet with you the day before school."

"What?" Kurt tried to scan the paper really quickly, but he didn't see it until Blaine pointed to it.

"I told you so. Now we just have to see what Parsons and NYU offer you." Blaine had a knowing look. "Kurt Hummel is in demand."

"Turn off the shower. We are not showering right now." Kurt said in a lower husky voice. Blaine knew this voice and he could feel himself harden at the sound.

"We have school, Kurt. We need to shower before school. I can't go a whole day without a shower, baby. I'll stink." Blaine pretended not to understand what Kurt was getting at.

"We're not going to school." Kurt pulled Blaine to him and kissed him open mouthed with much fervor. It was breathtaking. Blaine whined as Kurt took control of the kiss. It was firm but turned softer and more romantic within minutes. Blaine reached down cupping Kurt's balls in his boxers, before rubbing the full erect length of Kurt's cock. Kurt gasped at the touched as their lips parted. "Like I said, we're not going to school. I am most definitely ill and need some fixing."

Blaine's lips brushed lightly from Kurt's jawline all the way to his ear where he whispered, "I think I can cure your illness."

"I think I need to sweat the illness out. Can you help with that?"

Blaine slyly responded, "I can. I'm an expert at that. I think some screaming might help too. I hear that it releases tension and makes people feel better. You know what I mean? Screaming loud." Blaine's pulse sped up as he flirted with Kurt. The foreplay was hot. Their words were hot.

"I think I read that somewhere." Kurt flirted hotly back, his hand entwining into Blaine's loose curls. "Sweating and screaming. I wonder how we might be able to accomplish that?" Kurt pretended to think about it.

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hips his palms hot to the touch. "Get back to the bed, right now. I want you on the bed naked when I come out of the bathroom." Blaine growled the order. He was already over sensitive and ready to fuck Kurt. "I can't possibly examine you to determine what's wrong unless you are naked."

"I'll be there waiting for my examination and cure." Kurt walked swiftly out of the room. Blaine took a deep breath to try to calm down just a little. If he went in there like this, all the fun would be over far too quickly. That was not in the plan. They were most definitely not going to school so they had all day to themselves. Blaine smiled as he could picture them in New York City clearly. Kurt leaving to catch the subway to school in Brooklyn. He frowned. Brooklyn was a little inconvenient, but Parson's had not yet gotten back to Kurt, so that was still a possibility. Parson's would be perfect. It would keep them both in Manhattan and they could meet between classes.

Blaine tried to calm himself a bit before meeting Kurt on the bed. It was a few minutes later that he heard a whine from the bedroom which was followed by Kurt yelling. "Blaine, get your butt in here. I feel like I've been waiting forever."

"I'll be right there love." Blaine smiled at himself in the mirror before turning and walking out of the bathroom. Kurt was on the bed spread out and still hard, his cock lying firmly toward his belly. "You look delicious." Kurt sighed at the comment.

"You look hungry. Can I help?" Kurt innocently batted his eyelashes.

Blaine didn't speak. He only moved swiftly to the bed jumping up to straddle Kurt. He bent over him kissing him hard on the lips while his hand drifted to Kurt's hard cock. Blaine wrapped his fingers around Kurt's thick heavy cock, gently stroking. Kurt moaned at the gentle touch. "I can't wait for us to do this in New York. We'll be married and going to college and we can fuck every night."

Kurt laughed but it turned into a moan as Blaine continued to gently stroke him. "We make love all the time. Well.. we also fuck a lot too." Blaine leaned back down kissing Kurt, effectively shutting him up. His tongue plunged into Kurt's mouth stifling any moans that Kurt produced. He was reduced to whining. "I have something." There was a mischievous twinkle in Kurt's eye. He pulled out two scarves from under a pillow. "I want to feel you Blaine. I want to feel just you. I want to feel like you own me. Take me, whatever you want." Kurt was feeling so free in this moment. "I finally feel like I can breathe again, like I'm good enough for you. I don't know why I got so worried, but somewhere along the way, I worried that I could never be good enough."

"You know I would never believe that."

"I know, but I just want you to own me. Be in charge of me. Love me."

"I love you. So much Kurt. I don't need to tie you up to show you that I love you. I just want to make love to you." Blaine was so hesitant to ever put Kurt at a disadvantage no matter how much Kurt asked for it.

Kurt blushed and then said what he wanted. He just about demanded it. "I want you to tie me up Blaine. I want to feel constrained. I feel like I just want to let go. I don't want to have to worry and I want you to take charge of me. I'm asking you." Blaine didn't understand. He wanted to understand, but was so unsure about all of this bondage stuff. Kurt was trying to tell him that he just wanted it. He was asking for more than just tying up. He seemed to be asking for all of it.

"You just want me to? It's not something weird or you're not feeling upset or anything like that. It's not about ..."

"No.. Don't say it Blaine. It's not about him or that at all. I just.. Oh my God, Blaine. Go with me on this. I want you to tie my feet too and blindfold me, but I didn't think you would do it. I want to feel free. I trust you to do this." Kurt seemed upset and Blaine was just so confused. "Don't you ever want to try new things? Aren't you curious about stuff like this? It's not like you never tied me up before."

Blaine remained reluctant and concerned as he continued to kiss Kurt's cheeks, jawline and neck. He was getting hot and he wanted to fuck Kurt. He was ready to fuck Kurt, but was scared. "I don't want to scare you baby. I love you."

"I love you too and I want this. I want you to do anything you want to do. I want to feel like I belong to you because that's what I want. Forever."

Blaine seemed to understand a little. "You'll be mine forever Kurt." He took the first silk scarf pulling it around Kurt's left wrist and then secured it to the headboard. He repeated it with the second scarf on his right wrist. "Is that okay?"

Kurt tugged at both wrists then wrapped his fingers around the poles in the headboard. He smiled up at Blaine whispering, "It's perfect."

"Do you? Should we have, you know, a safe word? I think that's how it's done?" Blaine smiled uncomfortably.

"We could, but I'm pretty sure I can take anything you give me." Kurt smiled broadly at Blaine finally giving in. "But, yes, let's have a safe word if it makes you feel better."

"It would. Besides, we're in for a long day here. I'm not planning on letting you out of this bed." Blaine winked.

"Tell me my safe word Blaine." Kurt smiled up at Blaine.

Blaine groaned. "I'm not good at this Kurt."

"We have all day for you to get good at it." Kurt winked. Blaine accepted that this is what Kurt wanted to try. He would try for Kurt. Anything for Kurt.

"Okay. You're safe word will be pink." He smiled nervously at Kurt.

"Pink. My safe word is pink." Kurt paused still looking at Blaine in all of his nervousness. It was incredible funny that a man as powerful as Blaine Anderson was confused and nervous about all of this. "I'll tell you some things I want you to do, if that helps. It's a place to start."

"Oh Kurt, thank God. Please tell me."

"Okay, start with sight deprivation. I don't want to see what's coming next and I want you to keep me guessing. If you could take away my hearing, that would be cool too. You can spank me, you can suck me until I feel like I'm going to come and then deprive me of that. You can call me any name in the book. I don't think I'm ready for face slapping, but any kind of binding is good. You can fuck me hard. As hard as you want. In fact, I want you to fuck me hard. Please fuck me hard Blaine."

Kurt talking like this turned him on. The evidence was there against his belly. He was almost embarrassed by the fact that spanking Kurt was turning him on. He was glad that Kurt told him what he wanted. Blaine covered Kurt with his body grinding their bare cocks together. They fit like puzzle pieces. Blaine was so turned on as he kissed Kurt and ground down against him. He could see how much Kurt's body reacted to it. Blaine finally said, "What the hell." He reached into the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube and Kurt's sleep mask. Blaine placed the sleep mask over Kurt's eyes. "You need to tell me if I scare you or hurt you. I won't be able to see you to know if you're okay."

"I'll be fine." Kurt said with a smile. He had read that sight deprivation let you feel more. Every touch could be new and electric because all the anticipation from seeing it was removed. Aural deprivation would be another amazing thing to add. He hoped Blaine would try it.

Blaine fitted the mask in place and ran his fingertips down to Kurt's nipples, pinching them hard. Kurt screamed but a smiled was on his face, so Blaine knew it was okay. He brought his lips to the hardened nipple and licked before clamping his teeth down around the small hardened nub. "Fuck, that feels so good." Kurt screamed.

Blaine was becoming more sure of himself as he started biting Kurt's skin. He bit all the way down to Kurt's hip where he sucked hard. Kurt bucked into the air, looking for friction that he wasn't going to get just yet. After leaving a bruised hip bone, Blaine bit down on the same spot. Kurt groaned loudly. Blaine could barely stand the sight of Kurt. He was hot and a sheen of sweat covered his chest. His toes were curling as his fingers gripped tightly to the bed poles. "I'll be right back. Try to calm down before I come back or I won't touch you. Do you understand?"

Kurt nodded and hissed yes out. Blaine walked quickly into the music room, he pushed some books and sheet music aside frantically looking for something. His eyes honed in on just what he wanted. He grabbed them and headed back to the bedroom closing the door before Gibby got up the stairs. Poor dog would have to stay out here today. "Sorry buddy. Daddy's are most definitely busy."

"Blaine?" Kurt's head lifted up trying to hear.

"It's me baby. Just telling the dog that's he's out of luck for the whole day. No comfy bed for him." Blaine smiled at Kurt still holding the bed, head lifted up, but not strained.

"Thank God you're back. I was starting to feel a little lonely." Kurt dropped his head down.

Blaine crawled up his body again. "I see you've calmed down a bit." He kissed Kurt and took his cock in his hand pumping Kurt hard. "You're such a slut for me."

Kurt whined at the words. "Oh Fuck, Blaine. I'll be you're slut. Just keep on doing that."

"You want me to keep jerking you off?"

"Yes... No.. Anything. Anything you want to do. Just please anything."

Blaine covered his body again, kissing Kurt's face. "I got those earplugs, but not just yet. Soon." Blaine was getting bolder the more turned on Kurt got by him. He kissed back down to Kurt's cock wrapping his perfect lips around Kurt's cock. He sucked Kurt's cock pressing his nose to Kurt's belly. Kurt's jerked up curling in just a little from the sensation of his cock squeezed tight in the back of Blaine's throat.

"Fucking perfect... Ohhh, Blaine. Please."

Blaine continued sucking hard and bobbing his head fast. His fingers cupped Kurt's balls rolling them gently in his hand. He popped off of Kurt's cock long enough to lick at Kurt's balls before sucking them into his mouth releasing with a pop. Kurt was losing all his senses, whining bucking his hips involuntarily. "Don't come Kurt. Not yet."

Kurt took a deep breath and Blaine stopped touching him altogether. Kurt whined, hips rotating looking for friction that he would be deprived of, at least for the moment. "Fuck me, suck me.. Blaine anything. Just touch me."

"Shut up! You don't get to call the shots." Blaine looked for some type of negative response but got a smile instead.

"Sorry. Make me your slut. Anything. I'm yours."

"You are mine." Blaine stopped for minute. "Can I put in ear plugs?"

Kurt's grin widened more. "Yes Please."

"First, what's the safe word."

"Pink."

"You'll say pink if you need to right?"

"Promise." Kurt looked like he needed something. "Control me."

Blaine balled the earplugs putting one in each ear. "Can you hear me?" He said, not expecting a response and he got none. Kurt was squirming underneath him as Blaine lowered himself to Kurt's lips again kissing them sweetly for a few seconds before taking his mouth. He claimed Kurt's mouth like he owned it. Blaine felt so powerful right now. He was in control. He grabbed Kurt's head by his neck tilting his back so he could claim him further, sucking then biting on Kurt's lower lip.

Kurt was panting out of need. Blaine reached down to stroke Kurt. He stroked him while kissing down his neck to his belly where he licked. His breath was so close to Kurt's cock. He watched Kurt's stomach rise and fall. Need right there. He would let Kurt' come before he fucked him hard. Blaine took the lube in his hand. He was going to make Kurt, come so hard. He knew Kurt couldn't hear the pop of the lid. Blaine smirked at the reaction he would have gotten. Kurt lay there, body writing with need. The sound would have driven him up the wall.

Blaine spread Kurt's legs and pushed them up by the knees. He took Kurt's cock in his mouth as his fingers drifted down under his balls to his tight hole. Blaine's head bobbed fast as he sucked hard, pressing his tongue hard against the vein running up the underside of his cock. He flicked his tongue over his head before sinking down again. Blaine's finger pushed in while he bobbed. Kurt's head lifted off the bed and the noises he made were filled with ecstasy. Kurt was completely out of control and he seemed to like it. Blaine continued sucking, his finger sliding into Kurt, feeling the tightness as he added a second one to join the first. Kurt was gorgeous. He was close. Kurt screamed Blaine's name so loudly the entire street probably heard him. Blaine crooked his fingers as he brushed Kurt's prostate and that second, Kurt clamped down around his fingers and the bittersweet taste that was all Kurt filled his throat. Blaine swallowed until Kurt was sucked dry.

"Fuck... Blaine. Oh that was... that was..." Kurt could barely speak because he was completely out of breath. Blaine removed his earplugs and mask. "No don't"

"You liked that. That was so intense. I swear I've never come that hard."

"Just wait. I'm going to turn you over baby." Blaine reached up untying his wrists. He flipped Kurt over kissing his shoulders in the process and caressing his ass. Blaine laid down on top of Kurt his erection slotting right on his lubed ass crack. "These are going back." Blaine tied his hands back to the bed. "These too." He replaced his mask and earplugs.

Blaine was so hard, he could barely think. He ran a finger down Kurt's spine taking in the shudder at his touch. A muffled moan was heard as Kurt adjusted his head so that he could face toward where he though Blaine was. "Fuck me."

Blaine heard it, but he was going to do when he was ready. Blaine returned to licking, sucking and kissing the entire expanse of Kurt's back ending at his ass. Kurt kept raising it in the air. Blaine would have none of that as he slapped his ass hard. Kurt's snapped it back down with a moan. Blaine checked for discomfort from Kurt, but found none. His hand print was already visible on Kurt's ass cheek. What a turn on. Blaine bent down and licked it. Hearing Kurt moan again as he ground his cock into the mattress. Blaine spanked him again, but this time on the other cheek. Kurt moaned again. Blaine spanked both cheeks again. Kurt gasped from pain and excitement. His ass was hot to the touch with Blaine hand prints on them. He licked his handprints before blowing on them to sooth the abused skin.

Blaine had enough, he situated himself between Kurt's parted legs. He lubed himself up before pressing down into Kurt's hot, tight heat. Blaine ground when he finally bottomed out. It was a new sensation. Blaine's ass was hot against his hips. He covered Kurt's entire body with his. His cocked throbbed inside Kurt. He wanted release. His hips rocked with Kurt fueled by every moan or whimper from Kurt's mouth. He started to speed up as he kissed Kurt's mouth swallowing the moans that followed as he deeply penetrated him. "I.. Love.. You.. Kurt. I love you're body. It's mine. You my slut. I promise to always make you feel good. Fuck, I love you."

Kurt gasped as Blaine pushed in so deep. "So deep, so good baby. I love you too." Kurt moaned as Blaine pushed in hard wrapping his arms around Kurt's shoulder's effectively holding him in place to just take it. Blaine plunged his hips deeper and held it there. It felt so perfect, so tight around him as he let out a breath and came hard. His hips stuttered as he moaned long and loud, Kurt's name rolling off his lips.

Blaine remained where he was, but removed the earplugs and blindfold. "I love you Kurt. You were so incredible."

"No, baby. You were. That was incredible. It was so intense. I think the sheets prove how much I liked it. I came twice in a matter of thirty minutes. It was so good. We definitely have to do this again."

Blaine smiled. "You like it?"

"Yes. So much Blaine."

"I liked it too. It was so hot. Your ass was bright red after I spanked you. I could feel the heat radiate off your ass. It was so erotic."

"Can we take a break?"

Blaine smirked. "Of course. We'll need breaks today. I'm just getting started."

Blaine and Kurt made love or just plain fucked most of the day. They managed to get lunch into the plan. Kurt requested to be spanked over Blaine's lap. Blaine was happy to oblige. It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Kurt's phone rang. Blaine was in the bathroom.

"Sorry dad. I should have called you."

"Kurt, I get worried when I get calls from the school, but as soon as they said you and Blaine were not in, I just knew it. Kiddo. There's lots of time to share intimacy. Do you have to do it during the school day. You need to get an education."

Blaine walked in, mid conversation. "I know dad.. and I'm going to get smart and I was thinking I could get that education at a place like Pratt Institute of fashion design because I got in." Blaine could hear Burt screaming on the other end. "FIT waitlisted me, but I got an acceptance with partial scholarship to Pratt."

"I'm so proud of you son. You got what you set out to do, now go do it." Kurt laughed at the words. "I didn't mean that. But, I guess, I'm a little too late for that." Kurt could tell how utterly embarrassed Burt was. "I understand. Be careful with your celebration."

"I love you kiddo."

"I love you too dad."

"Tell Blaine I said hi. I love him too."

"I will."

"And Kurt, no more skipping school without telling me."

"Okay dad. No more skipping school without calling you. We get it." Kurt giggled.

"This isn't funny Kurt."

"I know."

Blaine screamed from the closet, where he went to retrieve new bed sheets. "We promise Burt!"

Kurt hung up as Blaine returned with new sheets. Kurt blinked. "Why change the sheets only to have them get soiled again. More sex, then change bed sheets." Kurt ordered Blaine.

Blaine dumped the sheets on the floor and kneeled up on the bed. "Are you ready for another round?"

"I think I'm ready for another round, though my ass is yelling at me for wanting it." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine. "You're irresistible though. I'll recover."

"I can always do something to make it feel better."

"Oh yeah?"

Blaine pushed Kurt down on his back and then flipped him over, settling his face between Kurt's ass cheeks. Kurt moaned and spread his legs more, thankful for Blaine's talented tongue.