Chapter 10

Now that his depression had lifted, Kurt wanted to get out of Blaine's dorm. Exploring the grounds and gathering flowers to start on the clothes and furniture hadn't taken long. The school was amazing and had plants and flowers everywhere. A glance at the clock told him that Blaine would be at Warbler rehearsal for at least another hour.

He didn't want to practice reading. It was still frustrating without Blaine's help. And now that he'd finished creating two chairs, it was time for a break. Kurt wanted to see Blaine sing.

It was too bad he couldn't go downstairs and watch the practice.

Blaine couldn't really expect him to stay in the room all day with nothing to do, Kurt reasoned. And he was very fast, especially when he was small. How hard would it be to sneak into the practice? Humans had not impressed him with their ability to keep him out of places.

He shrunk down and put on some light colored pants. If anyone saw him, hopefully, they would think he was an insect. Besides, if he stayed by the ceiling, no one could reach him.

It was easy to slip out the hole in the screen and back in through an open window. Following the singing lead him down a hall to the door of the choir room. He skimmed the wall up by the ceiling and landed on the top of the drapes, flattening his body and wings so he would be hidden.

The singing enchanted him. If he hadn't been in love with Blaine already, this would have pushed him into it. Kurt had listened the this song before, Blaine was dedicated to rehearsing at least an hour each night. He hadn't realized how much richer the sound became when several voices blended together.

Uncomfortable as it was, laying on his stomach on top of the pleats, he was glad he'd decided to to do this. Kurt had no idea how long he'd been lounging there, listening, when the practice ended. Waiting for most of the boys to leave was tedious. Blaine would be worried and angry if Kurt wasn't there when he returned to his room.

Sebastian grabbed Blaine's arm and dragged him over by the window where Kurt hid. "How's the boyfriend?" he asked.

Now Kurt really wanted to tell Blaine to punch him in the face regardless of the consequences.

"Kurt's fine. We'er deliriously happy," he added, when Sebastian made a skeptical face.

"Right, because you haven't left campus since spring break so I know you haven't been getting any. You've got to be going crazy."

"My mental health is none of your business. Thanks for the concern, but I am fine. And I"m getting plenty." Blaine went white and opened his mouth, no words coming out.

"He's a student then, is he?" The gleam in Sebastian's eyes disturbed Kurt. "When are the Warbler's going to meet loverboy? Or is Mr. Mysterious already in choir with us?"

"Let it go," Blaine hissed. "It is not of your fucking business who or what I do. I don't care if all of your conquests in France fell over themselves for the privilege of letting you fuck them. I'm. Not. Interested."

"Got it, killer. You say no, but I'm still hearing not yet. Let me know when you're tired of your little boyfriend and I'll be happy to teach you a thing or two." Sebastian left with a smirk.

Blaine called after him, "Only if I want to learn about STI's."

By the time Blaine came back to the room, Kurt was calmly sitting on the bed, trying to exude an air of nonchalance. He didn't want to lie about leaving the room, but he figured it would be better if Blaine didn't ask. Leaping off the bed, he pulled Blaine into a hug, murmuring, "You look like you need this."

"Yeah, I do." They lay down on the bed.

"What happened?"

"Sebastian the persistent strikes again. He doesn't want to take no for an answer."

"Punch him in the face."

Blaine giggled.

"What?" Kurt asked. "It's what I wanted to do the entire time he was talking to you," Kurt said, not adding that he meant today's conversation as well. "I have an idea."

Blaine gazed at him with such love and affection, Kurt melted inside.

"This bed is getting cramped," Kurt began. "How would you feel about me shrinking you to my normal size? We could spread out in the box bed and watch a movie on your phone."

Blaine's eyes lit up. "Can you do that?"

"Yeah, I wasn't sure if you'd want me too. And we needed some furniture. I made chairs and a table so we can be civilized," Kurt added, smiling shyly.

"Yes, of course," Blaine said, who quickly removed his clothes, tossing them into a pile on the corner. Flopping back naked onto the bed he said, "I'm ready."

Concentrating, Kurt pushed, letting his magic swirl out and into Blaine. A slight sheen of sweat break out on his forehead, but he maintained his focus.

Blaine sat up fairy sized, examining his body and the bed. Kurt chuckled at his adorable boyfriend. He grabbed the container of lube, squirted a glob into the lid and propped it up against the pillow. Landing fairy sized next to Blaine on the bed, he said, "Just in case."

Blaine's jaw dropped. "We have a bed larger than a house to have sex on."

Kurt pulled him into a kiss. "We don't have to. I know you had a long day. If you want we can curl up and watch a movie on the laptop. It'll kind of be like going to see a movie in a theater, I think, except we can be naked."

"I love you. Can we watch a movie for a while?"

"Anything you want, sweetie," Kurt said. He walked over the open laptop and stepped on the key to get the movie started. Blaine giggled uncontrollably watching him.

They curled up on the bed, leaning against the pillow, and watched Labyrinth. Blaine fell asleep with his head on Kurt's chest, his breath tickling across his skin. Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine's curls, while he watched Sara try to escape the giant maze. He jumped when Hoggle sprayed the fairy and Blaine snuffled in his sleep. Kurt stroked Blaine's back until his breathing even out again.

The movie was getting close to the end when Blaine scooted closer, edging his leg over Kurt's thighs and rubbing his leaking cock against his hip. Kurt's dick, half hard from having a naked boy wrapped around him for the last hour and a half, became fully erect.

"Mmmm, Kurt," Blaine murmured in a sleepy voice. "You smell so good."

"So do you," Kurt whispered.

"Wanna fuck you."

The thrusting against Kurt's hip was making him crazy with want. He scooted down and bit gently on Blaine's ear lobe. "You can fuck me if you wake up."

Blaine's eyes snapped open. "Uhhhh...."

Smiling, Kurt leaned back enough to kiss Blaine's mouth, pressing his tongue in. Blaine said something that came out as unintelligible gibberish. It took Kurt a moment to realize Blaine was pushing him back, not pulling him in. He froze, blinking a few times.

"I'm sorry," Kurt said quickly, scrambling to get off Blaine and put some distance between them. "I..."

"No!" Blaine said. "I'm sorry. I was having the best dream. I was blowing you and then I wake up and I'm humping your leg in my sleep." He ran his hands through his hair. "I hate being a teenager."

Pausing, Kurt finally asked, "Are you upset that you were rubbing up against me?"

"Yes," came the clipped answer.

"I was laying on top of you and sticking my tongue in your mouth. If I was angry about anything, I'm pretty sure I could use magic on you." Kurt leaned closer, sliding up Blaine's body so they were as close as they could be without actually having sex. "I bet if I needed to, I could immobilize you with magic and fly away before anything horrible happened." Kurt startled when Blaine's dick throbbed against his stomach.

Kurt's eyebrows drew together as Blaine turned bright red and let out an anguished whimper. "What's the matter?" Kurt asked.

Closing his eyes, Blaine shook his head no.

"Please tell me," whispered Kurt. "I'm not got to threaten you. I would never hurt you. If I did ever feel like I need to...do something like that, it would only be for a moment until we figured out what wasn't working. It's not like I'd pin you to the bed and take advantage of you." Kurt had meant the last part to be funny. He would never force Blaine to do anything. Trusting Blaine with his heart was the reason he'd decided to stay. Blaine squirmed against him, leaking all over Kurt's stomach.

"Oh, god," moaned Blaine. It took Kurt a moment to figure out that talking about using magic on Blaine wasn't freaking him out because he didn't want it, but because he did.

"Do you want me to hold you down?"

Blaine didn't open his eyes, but he nodded vigorously.

"Look at me," Kurt commanded. Blinking up at Kurt, Blaine's eyes were wary. "Are you afraid I won't want to?"

"I'm afraid you'll think I'm crazy."

Relief washed over Kurt. He went from terrified he'd freaked Blaine out to so turned on he could hardly see straight. "I could, you know. Hold you down without hurting you. All you'd have to do is lay there and enjoy." Kurt placed his hands on either side of Blaine's face. "You have to tell me you want me to. I will never do anything to hurt you or scare you on purpose."

"Please, I-I trust you."

"Tell me if you want me to stop," Kurt said. He reached out for Blaine's wrists and ankles with his magic, enough that he couldn't do more than wiggle, but not hard enough to cause damage.

Squirming, Blaine panted, "More. Kurt, do something." He lay there, wiggling and thrusting his hips. Blaine's cock twitched and a small spurt of fluid dripped down the side. Kurt reached down and stroked Blaine with one hand and pinched a nipple with the other.

"You look good like this," Kurt whispered. "I love that you trust me."

Blaine whimpered and said, "Fuck me, Kurt. Please. Need you so bad."

Grabbing some of the lube he'd set on the bed earlier, Kurt stretched himself while kissing Blaine. It was different, with Blaine not being able to touch him. He wouldn't want to do this all the time, but it was kind of fun being in charge. Blaine clearly knew much more about sex and had been fine with taking the lead, so this was interesting.

When he was ready, Kurt sank down on Blaine's cock, enjoying the way Blaine pulled his wrists, but didn't ask to be let go. Kurt leaned forward, running his nails along Blaine's sides, and sucked hickey higher than the shirt and jacked would cover. With any luck, next time Sebastian came nosing around, he would see that Blaine was being taken care of.

Lifting up and dropping back down quickly, Kurt set a fast pace. Normally, he'd want to see how long he could make this last. Blaine yelling, "Fuck! So good," and Kurt's name over and over was making it impossible to slow down.

Thrashing, Blaine moaned, "Need to touch you"

Kurt released him without slowing down. Blaine's hands were on his hips in an instant, gripping hard as he thrust over and over. Pushing in deep, Blaine's whole body stilled, and he emptied inside of Kurt with a low groan. Kurt grabbed his dick and with a few strokes, painted Blaine's chest with creamy streaks. Flopping forward, they lay panting, slowing coming back to reality.

"That was perfect, thank you," Blaine said.

It would be perfect if we could have some cookies," Kurt said, drifting in a post orgasmic haze.

Blaine laughed against his shoulder. "How badly do you need a cookie?"

"I'm really hungry. And you don't bring dessert with the food you get for me."

"Desserts are usually messier than fruit." Blaine wiggled out from under Kurt. "Tell you what, you make me normal sized, I'll go down to the cafeteria and get some cookies and I'll be back before you know it."

Kurt sat up. "Why didn't you tell me they have cookies here? Are they as good as the ones at your house?"

"I don't think they are quite as good, but they are close. And I was afraid if you knew about it, you'd try to fly down there in the middle of the night for a snack."

"I won't go down in the middle of the night," Kurt promised. Blaine smiled and quickly got dressed after Kurt magicked him bigger.

While he waited for Blaine to return, Kurt went over what Blaine had said. The middle of the night would be a terrible time to go get cookies. He'd have to be small and then he couldn't carry them. Glancing at the neat row of shirts, jackets and pants in the closet, Kurt realized the time to go was the middle of the day. All he had to do was blend in.