CHAPTER 6

By Klainer0801

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Usually Blaine was so confident and sure, now he seemed almost too hurt and angry to make sense of what he was doing. Surely he hadn't hurt Blaine that much? Had he?

“They found Blaine” flashed up at Kurt from his IPhone: It was from Rachel. He picked it up, irritated he had been interrupted in his skin care routine. He replied with a simple “cool.”

Blaine had been missing at school since their argument in the detention hall. While everyone else was worrying, Kurt knew why Blaine wasn’t turning up. He was jealous. Not that he had any right to be when he was the one off making out with a different person every two minutes.

Kurt gave up on moisturising as he read his new message: “Cool? That’s it? I thought you were crazy for him?”

Starting to write his reply, Kurt laughed at how dumb Rachel could be sometimes. “Hey Rach, I’m an independent man. Just because I’ve met this new sex god, doesn’t mean I’m gonna hunt him down until he’s mine. He may be hot but he’s still a jerk.”

After receiving a smiley face and a ‘I’ll call you later’ from Rachel, Kurt took out his new Vogue magazine and flicked through. He finally had time to think for himself.

With Blaine returning to school, Kurt knew how awkward it was going to be but he decided he would just have to push through it. He kept telling himself that Blaine deserved what Kurt had done to him, just so he could get by without obsessing over the situation. He knew he had hurt Blaine but in the end, Blaine had done much worse to Kurt.

Slowly, Kurt stood up to walk to the kitchen as he heard his dad shout about making dinner. Yes, he was doing the right thing. He just had to decide what to do now.

Blaine had to come out with his feelings to Kurt, himself. Until then, Kurt was steering clear of the boy. It was not Kurt’s responsibility to sort this.

Just as he was leaving the room, his phone flashed up again. Seeing it was a text off Blaine, he ignored it. Kurt sighed and proceeded to find his dad.

Kurt glanced down to the books he had in his hands, checking he had the right ones for the lessons he had that day. Today was a busy day and it didn’t help that Blaine was in nearly all of his classes.

Placing his books back into a neat pile in his arms, he continued making his way to his first class of the day. Kurt had not seen Blaine yet and was dreading the moment they would make awkward eye contact as he entered the classroom.

When he reached his class on the first floor, he took a step back and breathed deeply for a second. When Kurt was sure he had regained a normal breathing pattern, he pushed open the door and almost ran to his seat on the far right of the room.

Taking his books out of his bag, Kurt scanned the room in search of Blaine. ‘That’s strange’ thought Kurt. Blaine was nowhere in the room. ‘Rachel said he was back. Where is he?’ ran through Kurt’s mind as he evaluated the options that could have happened. He settled for waiting for Blaine to turn up, having no idea how long that would be.

A few minutes into the lesson, when his Mathematics teacher Mrs. Kingston had started to babble on about algebraic division, Blaine strolled in and took his seat. He didn’t look at Kurt once.

Kurt however, could not keep his eyes off of Blaine. His usually slicked back hair was falling out of place, his normally immaculate clothing looked slightly tattered like they hadn’t been washed and even his skin was not as radiant and glowing as it typically was. What shocked Kurt the most was the huge bags under Blaine’s eyes. Kurt had always thought Blaine had wonderful eyes but today they looked down, tired and completely bloodshot.

Kurt tore his eyes away from the boy to look to the front of the class, but his attention and concentration remained elsewhere. Why did Blaine look so terribly tired and unhappy?

The rest of the lesson that followed was in silence between the pupils. Not one inappropriate comment was heard from Blaine and Kurt could tell he was not the only one getting suspicious.

Worried whispers were exchanged between the pupils who were brave enough to look over their shoulders at this new Blaine. Nobody understood why this typically confident and arrogant boy was now being so shy and distressed.

At the end of the lesson Kurt hurried to keep up with Blaine who had near enough ran out of the classroom. He called to him but received no answer.

Kurt was about to call again when Blaine stopped dead in his tracks, balled his fists, took a deep breath and turned to face Kurt.

“What do you want Kurt?”

“Is – Is something wrong? You seem really down…” Kurt said, talking down to Blaine’s military boots instead of his face.

 “I don’t think that’s any of your business.” Blaine kept his face stern and angry as he spoke to Kurt.

“What’s happened Blaine? If this about me and Puck, it – it was stupid joke ok?” Kurt interrogated Blaine.

 “I need a place to stay tonight.” Blaine interrupted. Kurt, stunned, waited for an explanation, but when none came, he realised he wasn’t going to find out why.

“Urmmm right ok… well there’s a place downtown that’s quite-“

“I don’t have money.”

Kurt stopped talking and stared at Blaine. What had gone on with this kid? Obviously it wasn’t the prank him and Puck had played, so what had gotten him into this mess?

“Right. Ok… Listen I’ll ask my dad if you can stop on our sofa for the night or something.”

“Nah, you know what… its fine.” Blaine said and turned on his heel to walk away. Kurt guessed he was thinking of sleeping on the streets and pulled on Blaine’s elbow.

“You’re stopping at mine tonight. After that you can do what you want. I don’t really know what’s going on between us Blaine but… I’d do this for anyone. I’m not leaving you with nowhere to stay.”

“Right. Thanks.”

And with that Blaine departed as quickly as he could without turning back. Kurt was left there thinking to himself about what the hell had just happened. Had he really just told Blaine Anderson to stay at his house? Oh My God.

When he met Blaine outside the school gates that afternoon, it seemed the boy had regained some of his cockiness. Blaine swaggered over to him, with a quick comment about how good his ass looked in his jeans, and then took Kurt around the waist.

Kurt swatted his hand away before ordering him to get in the passenger seat of his car.

The drive home was incredibly awkward, especially since Blaine kept switching between being moody and being his bad boy self. Kurt was glad the journey was over so quickly when he pulled up into his driveway.

He had texted his dad earlier in the day about Blaine stopping and although he wasn’t happy about it, like Kurt he didn’t want to leave the boy out on the streets. However, when he walked in his dad was sat on the couch, dressed in a suit with a nervous expression on his face.

“Kurt, I’m sorry bud. Carole’s invited me to this work party of hers and it starts any minute now. Blaine will have to find somewhere else to stop tonight.” Burt said as he rose out of his seat and headed towards the door.

“DAD! He has nowhere else!”

Blaine stepped forward and put his hand on Kurt’s shoulder, making Burt’s face turn a nasty shade of red. “Don’t worry Kurt. Do you mind if I use your dustbin as a shelter, I heard the weathers terrible tonight?”

Burt managed to turn an even deeper red as he opened the front door. “Ok, he can stop for tonight only. I want constant texts off you Kurt. If I don’t receive any I’ll be straight back over here to kick this boy out. Understood?”

A smirk grew on Blaine’s face and Kurt realised what he was about to say. “Understood, sir. No fucking while you’re in this house.”

Burt’s mouth dropped to the floor as Kurt whispered apologies to his father. He left without another word, slamming the door behind him. Kurt wondered for a second weather he liked shy Blaine better.

Blaine instantly turned to Kurt and pinned him against the kitchen worktop. “However, while he’s not in the house, it’s a different story.”

“Blaine, no. You’re only here because you need a place to stay. You’ve played me around way too much. Why don’t you go visit Santana or Sebastian or may-“

“Because it feels better with you” Blaine said, bringing his face closer to Kurt’s, leaving a mere inch between them.

“BLAINE! I can’t do this! What do you want from me?! I’m sorry but I am not the type of person to do this! I’ve never even had a relationship before and this is incredibly confusing!” Kurt screamed out as he pushed Blaine off him.

They stood there in silence for a while. Kurt tried reading Blaine’s facial expression but he looked just as confused as Kurt was. After a good portion of forever, Blaine spoke.

“Here’s the deal Kurt. I like you, a lot. I was out of my mind in scandals but I still remember what I told you. What did you expect me to think when you ran off without another word? I presumed you didn’t feel the same. I was angry so I did something I knew would piss you off.”

Kurt raised his eyebrows at Blaine not quite believing what he was admitting to him. Blaine continued.

“I’ve had a lot of shit in my life Kurt and this bad boy image everyone seems to put on me? Yeah, it’s fun but it doesn’t get me anywhere. I’ve had plenty of guys and girls fall at their knees for me but this… kinda feels different. I want this to happen, I keep coming back for you Kurt. Does that not say something?”

Kurt froze in shock, not knowing what was happening. So Blaine did like him; it wasn’t just some drunken mistake. But… how could he be sure Blaine wouldn’t hurt him again? Well, Kurt could only hope for the best.

Without speaking, Kurt pulled the boy in and wrapped his mouth around Blaine’s. They began a passionate kiss, unlike the usual hot and rushed kisses they shared. Blaine had his hands on either side of Kurt’s face and it seemed like this was a genuine first for him too.

As Blaine slid his hands down Kurt’s sides and onto his waist, Kurt let out a small whimper. Kurt could feel himself getting harder already. This was new type of feeling for him, different to the usual lust he felt when he and Blaine were kissing.

Kurt knew what he wanted in that moment, however he also knew he would regret it later. He decided to follow his feelings and grabbed Blaine’s hand to lead him upstairs, forgetting all about Blaine’s reason for being there.

As soon as Kurt had closed his bedroom door, Blaine was attacking his lips again. He had pushed Kurt against the wall and coat hooks were digging into his back, but Kurt didn’t care.

Blaine ripped Kurt shirt off over his head and threw it across the room. For the first time, Kurt saw Blaine actually step back and take in Kurt’s body. Noticing Blaine was smiling mischievously, Kurt felt extremely self-conscious and advanced to take Blaine’s shirt off too. He struggled with the buttons but once he had thrown the shirt away, he followed Blaine’s actions and stepped back to take in Blaine’s perfect chest.

“I won’t break you know, you can touch me.” Blaine said sarcastically, still with a hint of lust in his voice. A deep tone, which Kurt found so sexy.

Kurt took his hands and pushed Blaine across the room and onto his bed. Kurt straddled Blaine and looked down to see Blaine’s shocked face staring up at him.

“Little virgin queen sure knows how to turn me on.” Blaine said, almost laughing with surprise.

Kurt leant down and placed kisses down Blaine’s neck and chest, pressing teasingly along his boxer line. Blaine rolled his hips underneath Kurt obviously begging for more but Kurt wasn’t about to give in that easily.

He moved back up to kiss Blaine on the lips, one hand running through his curls while the other palmed him through his jeans. Blaine began to moan into Kurt’s mouth but after realising Kurt was teasing him, switched their positions so Blaine was lying on top of Kurt, pressing his erection into Kurt’s leg.

Blaine slid his hands down Kurt’s chest as he unbuttoned Kurt’s jeans with his teeth, making Kurt’s hips buckle up in longing. Blaine laughed as he pushed his thumb under the band of Kurt’s boxers and ran in all the way across. Then, to Kurt’s surprise, did the same with his tongue as he ripped Kurt’s trousers off.

Kurt let out a noise that he was ashamed to have come from his own mouth as the new feeling came over him.

Blaine had taken off his own trousers and was soon pressing his body down on Kurt’s. Kurt tilted his head back on the bed as Blaine sucked hard on the crease in his neck. Kurt knew he’d have to involve scarves in his wardrobe for this week as dark purple hickeys were forming on his neck.

Kurt had to grasp at the bed sheets underneath him as the next new sensation met him. Blaine had shredded Kurt’s boxers from him and began sucking his cock slowly. Kurt had never had this done before but somehow Blaine knew exactly what Kurt wanted.

Blaine continued to move his mouth slowly down the boys shaft until Kurt’s hips buckled up to meet him, arching his back in the process. Placing a hand either side of Kurt to support him, Blaine began to suck harder, faster pushing Kurt close to the edge.

“Blaine, you- you have to stop or... Oh god. I’m so – so close.” Kurt said between his heavy, rapid breaths.

Blaine swapped positions swiftly with Kurt, smirking and with eyes full of lust. Kurt knew what Blaine wanted tonight and as much as Kurt knew he shouldn’t, he wanted it too. Maybe he should back out now before he gets too carried away? Should he let this boy be his first – A boy who has cheated on and played him around, yet somehow could have these passionate feelings for him?

While Kurt was thinking, Blaine had ripped off his own boxer shorts and had begun to run his hands smoothly, all over Kurt’s body. Kurt hummed in appreciation for this new softer touch and knew at that moment what he was going to do. It was now or never, right?

He pulled Blaine’s face down to meet his own and placed a long kiss onto his lips. As they parted, Blaine’s eyebrows raised in realisation of what Kurt wanted to do. However, this expression didn’t last long as Kurt saw Blaine’s eyes quickly turn black with desire and yearning.

Kurt reached for the lube and condoms he kept in his bottom drawer in his nightstand. Blaine coated his fingers quickly and sank down to place a kiss onto Kurt’s forehead. ‘That’s a strange action for him’ thought Kurt but his thought clouds were soon swiped away by the feeling of two fingers being pushed into Kurt slowly. Blaine moaned quietly at the look on Kurt’s face.

“You’re so tight Kurt”

“Please- Please Blaine” Kurt managed to stutter out in reply.

Blaine grinned devilishly at Kurt and proceeded to move his fingers faster. When he had three fingers inside Kurt and Kurt was writhing underneath him, he reached for the condoms.

Kurt watched as Blaine expertly coated himself and lined up with Kurt’s entrance. Blaine pressed slowly into Kurt and let him adjust. Kurt could tell Blaine was forcing himself to stay calm and patient with Kurt. He obviously didn’t treat his usual bottoms with any respect.

Kurt nodded up at Blaine, giving him permission to move. Blaine took up the chance, blatantly forgetting about any boundaries and began to pound into Kurt’s ass repeatedly.

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Kurt was unsure where it went from there. He remembered screaming Blaine’s name in pleasure and finally being so overcome with intense bliss as he and Blaine came together. He was sure he’d then passed out from the strength of the moment, Blaine lying next to him.

However, Blaine seemed to have got up and gone because as Kurt opened his eyes, he was in bed alone. He looked at the clock by his bedside; he had been lay there for a few hours. Kurt got up to get changed, feeling angry and annoyed at Blaine for leaving so quickly.

Although, he still had to thank the heavens for the amazing experience he’d had that night. He couldn’t keep Blaine off his mind as he settled down to give his dad a text to say he was alright. Blaine had gone, left no note, no text message- nothing.

Now Kurt was as confused as ever. Blaine had nowhere to stop and it was now 11 o’clock… Where was he? He still hadn’t found out what he was upset over earlier… And now he was gone. Perhaps this meant Blaine didn’t really have any feelings for Kurt and was just using him – leaving as soon as he could after.

‘I can’t keep jumping to the worst conclusion!’ Kurt told himself, but really could not think of any other explanation.

His phone buzzed as his dad replied, telling Kurt he was heading home now. Kurt sighed as he switched his bedroom light off and settled down into his duvet. He would need to seriously think this through in the morning.

Kurt jumped as his phone vibrated with an incoming call. He was about to have a fit at his dad for making him jump… until he saw the caller ID: Blaine Anderson.