Trust

Chapter Sixteen

Kurt knows he can do this.

Yes, being faced with Blaine’s cock right there is awkward and intimidating and even though Blaine’s utterly beautiful it’s hard to try and figure out how exactly this is going to work.  When Blaine had done this to him, back at work, he’d been tied in such a way that he couldn’t look at him to see what he’d been doing so he’s going entirely on what he felt that day, and that’s a hard sense memory to bring up considering he’d been in considerable pain from the way he’d been tied (and that was his own fault, yes, but still). 

“Go slow,” Blaine urges, trembling a little as his fingers slide through Kurt’s hair. “Don’t try to take everything at once, just…explore a little bit first, with your mouth, and then only what you can handle.  A good blowjob doesn’t have to involve deep-throating anybody,” he’s so calm, so soothing, and Kurt nuzzles his cheek against the soft skin of Blaine’s inner thigh for a moment, just basking in this intimacy. 

He knows Blaine’s waiting, though, and doesn’t want to keep him doing that so he experimentally darts out his tongue, licking a bead of pre-cum from the very head of Blaine’s dick and it’s salty and a little bitter, the flavour odd but not entirely unpleasant on his tongue as he slides his lips down over Blaine’s erection, barely feeling like there’s anything in his mouth but Blaine gasps and bucks a little bit, and Kurt knows it’s enough for now.

He’ll get better with practice, but right now, he just wants to make Blaine come apart and he thinks he’s got a pretty good handle on that.  He slides his mouth a little farther, feeling the weight of Blaine’s cock against his tongue, and flicks his tongue along the underside as Blaine gasps. 

“Yeah, just…just do what feels right,” Blaine instructs, fingers scrabbling at Kurt’s hair, and Kurt sucks a little harder, covering with his hand what he can’t with his mouth and stroking softly, swallowing when he needs to and for some reason Blaine seems to like that, mewling and throwing his head back as Kurt sinks down a little farther. 

There’s something so incredibly intimate about this, the act so full of trust and, Kurt almost wants to say love, but he’ll refrain for now because that’s getting in a little too heavy. 

“Fuck, Kurt…just…” Blaine murmurs and Kurt’s not sure what he means, other than that he probably wants to come.  “Hum, just…make some sort of noise, I need….”

Kurt doesn’t really hum, it’s more of a question than anything, but Blaine’s entire body goes rigid and Kurt pulls back enough that he won’t choke himself, trying to swallow all of Blaine’s ejaculate and pulling off with a gasp once he’s finished. 

“Holy fuck,” Blaine murmurs, hand sliding across his eyes as he laughs breathily.  “Kurt, you….”

“Was that okay?” Kurt winces at how raspy his voice sounds but Blaine tugs on his arm and pulls him up until they’re laying pressed to each other again, kissing him tenderly. 

“For your first time doing that?  So much more than.  You’ve got some talent,” Blaine smiles, wiping Kurt’s chin and Kurt blushes and realizes he’s probably got a streak of cum there or something.

“Hey,” Blaine turns Kurt’s face back to him and shakes his head.  “It’s sex. It’s gross when you think about it.  It’s fine,” he promises, kissing Kurt again, and they stay like that for a long time.

000

“Kurt!  Kurt, wake up, the place on the corner always runs out of vegan breakfasts by ten, we need to…”

“Rachel!”

Blaine hears Kurt’s yelp and opens his eyes, coming face-to-face with Kurt’s chest and groaning a little because this is the first time they’ve really spent the night together and it’s…kind of incredible to wake up with Kurt, who still smells amazing even after a night of sleeping. 

“I’m sorry!  I’m so sorry!” Blaine hears the door slam and Kurt sighs, kissing the top of Blaine’s head before disentangling himself and moving out of the bed.  Blaine laments the lack of warmth but knows that he’d better get up as well, since it seemed long overdue that he was actually meeting Rachel and breakfast did sound good because he was kind of hungry. 

So he finds his boxers and pulls them on, sliding a t-shirt over his head, before noting that Kurt’s run off to the bathroom and it’s apparently up to him to talk to Rachel.  He slumps out to the kitchen, still tired and knowing he looks like crap, but Rachel runs up and throws her arms around him and he jumps a little.

“Blaine!  Finally!  You’re just as good-looking as Kurt always said and you make him so, so happy and I’m really glad you do because he deserves to be happy and I’m so honored to finally meet you and…”

“Don’t suffocate him, Rachel,” Kurt’s re-appeared, hair a little more presentable and with undeniable fondness in his eyes as he takes in Blaine’s disheveled morning appearance.  “You’ll have plenty of time to talk over breakfast, but Blaine and I should get ready if we want to make it…”

“Oh!  Yes!  Hurry!” and then she’s shoving them back toward the bedroom and Kurt’s laughing, letting the door close behind him before he throws his arms around Blaine’s neck and kisses him hungrily, tasting of mouthwash. 

“Good morning, now that the banshee is contained,” he murmurs and Blaine snickers. 

“She’s nice. Intense, but…”

“Oh, I know, but you’ll be grilled over breakfast so get your answers ready,” Kurt rifles through his closet for a bit.  “And next time we get together I want to do it at your place,” he says, pulling out a sweater and a pair of obviously form-fitting jeans. 

“Why?” Blaine asks curiously.  “You’ve been there before….”

“Because you’ve met my friends…my family….it’s time I meet these infamous roommates of yours,” Kurt winks and Blaine has to shake his head. 

“Jeff’s going to make your life painful.”

“Trust me.  I can take anything he throws at me,” Kurt strips his sleep shirt off and Blaine has to resist the urge to tackle him back to the bed and risk the Wrath of Rachel when they miss her vegan breakfast.  He may barely know her, but he can tell she’s a whirlwind. 

“I know,” Blaine promises, settling for a chaste kiss that bears the promise of so much more. 

He’s falling for Kurt Hummel, and falling really hard. 

It’s just comforting to know that, at this point, he’s pretty sure Kurt feels exactly the same. 

000

“Be nice to him,” he warns Nick and Jeff the next night, Nick nodding in agreement and Jeff swiping his blond hair back before shrugging, although Blaine knew that in the end they were fine with whomever he dated so long as he was happy and they also knew that Kurt made him oh-so-very happy, so those were both things in Kurt’s favour right now. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep him in line,” Nick promises, getting a playful growl in return from Jeff, and that’s when a knock sounded on the door so Blaine gulps and goes to open it, Kurt looking flawless as always and like he’d just stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine. 

Blaine doesn’t think he’ll ever get over just how hot his boyfriend is. 

“You’re real!’ Jeff bounds forward, leaning in close to Kurt who, to his credit, doesn’t flinch or look surprised.  “I mean, you sounded too good to be true, and if I hadn’t watched the videos I would have thought that Blaine had made you up,” he grins and Kurt rolls his eyes, although Blaine can see a slight blush on his cheeks at the mention that Jeff had indeed seen the videos of him. 

“Of course I am.  I’m too fabulous to make up,” he sweeps in.  “Nice to meet you Jeff, Nick,” he nods at each of them in turn, correctly Blaine notes, and sweeps into the apartment like he owns it.  He can tell by looking that Nick is impressed, but the other boy is easy to read for the most part.  Jeff still has his normal sardonic smirk firmly in place but it’s obvious he knows Kurt’s more than just a pretty face, too. 

“Same,” Nick follows Kurt into the kitchen part of their apartment.  “Can I get you something?  We don’t have a lot…can’t get any pop into the house without Jeff drinking it within the hour.”

“Hey!” Jeff mutters and Blaine has to laugh, because it’s true. 

“That’s okay.  I thought we could all grab dinner, talk that way?  I need to hear the embarrassing stories of Blaine’s youth,” Kurt has a rather pleasant smile on his face but Blaine groans, knowing where this is going, and Jeff stops beside Kurt and slings an arm over his shoulders. 

“Good man!  I’ll tell you in detail the time Blaine decided singing a song about sex toys and jumping all over the display tables in The Gap was a good idea…” he starts to steer Kurt back out of the apartment and Blaine wonders why he’d ever thought it was a good idea to let Kurt meet his friends. 

“Don’t worry, he adores you,” Nick, even rational, stops beside him and loops his arm through Blaine’s.  “You’ve got nothing to worry about.”

Blaine only hopes it’s true. 

000

Kurt decides fairly quickly that sleeping with Blaine is one of his favourite things ever, and they’re lying in the other man’s bed once they return from dinner, Kurt having gotten on swimmingly with Nick and Jeff and wishing that his and Blaine’s paths had had the fortune to cross when they were both still in high school back in Ohio. 

As it is, he’s happy to learn a little more about the  man he’s nearly in love with, and nothing’s had him running off which he supposes is a good thing although, he has to admit, if knowing what Blaine’s job is doesn’t have him running away chances are nothing will.

And he owes everything to that job, so it’s certainly not going to do that. 

“We should do this more often,” Blaine murmurs against his bare shoulder, lips gently caressing the skin there.

“Go out for dinner with your roommates?” Kurt pretends to play dumb and Blaine snorts and kisses his shoulder again.

“No, dummy, sleep together.  Like this.  It’s really nice, and I’m so…I’m a little used to having one-night stands by now so I’ve never felt completely comfortable falling asleep with somebody, but with you…” he pauses, one hand skimming up Kurt’s stomach as Kurt murmurs and enjoys the feeling. 

“I know, Blaine,” Kurt whispers.  “I mean, the only experience I have sleeping with somebody is Finn a couple of times and while it’s nice…he’s like a giant heated blanket…there’s something different about falling asleep with somebody who knows you the way that you do,” he admits, and it’s not a declaration of love yet, but Blaine urges him over and they kiss lazily for a bit, Blaine sucking on his tongue in a way that has Kurt moaning before he pulls away, a tad breathless.  “I…” Kurt starts, wondering if now’s a good time to bring it up, but he figures he may as well get it out there.  “I’ve been counting the money I’ve earned from our…sessions, and I really don’t need any more, but…” he has to add that in because Blaine’s face falls right away.  “But I’d like to go in once more, for now, just…I want you to use the vibrator on me.  I’m ready, and I want to…I don’t want to be scared anymore, Blaine.  I want to know.  And then after that, one night, maybe you can…”

“Make love to you?” Blaine’s voice is hoarse and Kurt can only nod, throat too tight to do anything else at the moment.  “I…Kurt, yes.  Yes,” he kisses Kurt happily before snuggling closer and nuzzling their noses together.  “I’d love that.  I’d be honored to.”

“Good,” Kurt closes his eyes, debating whether to let the ‘I love you’ slip from his lips, but sleep claims him before he can make a decision.