Blaine jumped slightly when he felt the vibrator turn on, a low humming pulsing through it. It was nice, and when Kurt began to wiggle it around, it felt pretty incredible. He hummed happily and just let the vibrations take over. In retrospect, he really should have expected what came next. He was dating Kurt Hummel, after all, and Kurt Hummel is an all or nothing kind of guy.

"Oh my - fuck, Kurt," Blaine tried to rock his hips as he felt the vibrator pulse with more force, his nails leaving marks on his thighs from his tight grip. He felt the vibrations in his hips, the strange sensation making him impossibly harder. There was no way he was going to last very long.

Kurt increased the speed of the vibrator to the third setting, making Blaine yelp as the round end of the toy hit his prostate. Seeing Blaine so strung out had Kurt's blood boiling. He always thought his boyfriend was sexy, but like this, he was absolutely breathtaking.

Blaine was writhing on the bed, trying his best to keep hold of his legs, his back arching and hips rolling. His mouth was open and he was panting, sweat starting to collect on his chest and forehead.

"Kurt, I need you to touch me, please, I'm so close."

Kurt frowned at Blaine's words. The vibrator was still only up to the third setting, and he was having way too much fun to stop now. An idea came to him, and while he was sure Blaine would probably want to strangle him for what he was about to do, Kurt knew his boyfriend would appreciate it later.

Kurt slipped the vibrator out of Blaine, taking a moment to admire the shiny, reddened skin around his entrance. It took Blaine a few seconds to grasp what had happened.

"W-What are you doing? Why'd you stop?"

Kurt didn't answer. Instead, he turned the vibrator back on, keeping it at the lowest speed. He thought back to his time in the bathroom before this all started and how good the vibrations had felt on his dick. Without saying a word, he dragged the head of the vibrator along the cleft of Blaine's ass. He rolled Blaine's balls gently with his other hand, lifting them up so that he could press the vibrator over his perineum. He moved it in tight figure-eight patterns for a few minutes, and then continued his way up until the bulbous end of the vibrator was resting at the base of Blaine's cock.

Kurt poured more lube onto the vibrator, spreading it around quickly, and turned it up to the second highest setting. He traced the vein along the side of Blaine's shaft, moving the toy in long, fluid strokes. He wrapped the fingers of his free hand around the base of Blaine's cock and squeezed, the pressure making Blaine throw his head back in a silent scream.

Blaine gritted his teeth; his jaw muscles clenched tight, releasing stuttering moans as Kurt pressed the entire length of the toy against his cock, wrapping his hand around Blaine's shaft to hold it there. Kurt moved his hand up and down slowly, pushing and pulling at the sensitive skin. Blaine was shaking with the need to come. His thighs and arms were burning from staying in one position for so long. He let go and both of his legs dropped to the bed, muscles loose from the long stretch. Blaine grabbed at Kurt's wrist to stop the infuriating movement of the vibrator.

"Kurt, I need to come - please," Blaine pleaded, only for Kurt to respond by squeezing the base of his shaft again.

"Shh, it's okay. I'll take care of you, don't worry," Kurt reassured him, removing the vibrator from his cock and turning it off once again. "Can you get on your hands and knees for me?"

Blaine rolled over onto his stomach and raised himself onto his knees so that his ass was on display. It took him a few seconds to gain his bearings, his legs trembling from exhaustion. He wrapped his arms around a pillow, hugging it to his face and gripping both sides.

Kurt folded himself over Blaine's back, kissing along his shoulders and neck. He whispered words of love and comfort along Blaine's skin as he traveled down his spine. Kurt placed chaste kisses on both of the dimples at the small of Blaine's back before kneeling behind him and resting back on his thighs. In the midst of focusing on everything that was Blaine, Kurt had been ignoring his own needs and was surprised to find that he was only half-hard. He stroked himself a few times, but then forced his hand away. He didn't want this to be over yet, and he definitely didn't want to come before Blaine did. Considering how long he was making Blaine wait, it seemed only fair.

"Are you doing okay?" Kurt asked, wanting to make sure that Blaine wasn't having some sort of sexual breakdown. "All you have to do is say ‘stop' and I'll stop."

"I know. M'good. Keep going," Blaine answered, voice slightly muffled by the pillow.

Kurt nodded to himself and added more lube to his fingers. If he had planned ahead better, he would have made sure they bought more when they had the chance. The bottle was looking pretty empty. He slid two fingers back into Blaine, marveling at how tight he still was. Blaine was making small, needy sounds with each push in, rocking back onto Kurt's fingers, forcing them to go deeper.

"Try not to touch yourself. I'll get you there, I promise"

"M'kay. Love you."

Kurt smiled at Blaine, even though he couldn't see his face.

"I love you, too, Blaine. So much."

After a few more thrusts, Kurt pulled his fingers out and slid the vibrator back in. This time, he turned it up to the highest setting, the curve of the toy putting constant pressure on Blaine's prostate. He used his wrist to move it around in circles, letting Blaine feel the pulsing at every angle.

"Shit, Kurt, fuck, - oh my GOD - ," Blaine gripped tighter onto the pillow, "please don't stop, don't stop, oh god please don't stop."

Kurt didn't stop. He increased the speed of his hand, alternating between moving the toy in and out and side to side. He could tell that Blaine was right on the edge. The vibrator was met with more resistance every few thrusts, the clenching of Blaine's ass trying to keep it in place.

Blaine's eyes were shut tight. He could feel each movement of the vibrator rip through his entire body. His pulse was pounding in his ears, nothing but KurtKurtKurtKurt all around him. He faintly heard a ripping noise, but it sounded miles away. Blaine's skin was dripping with sweat as he frantically jerked his body in time with the vibrator. He felt heat pooling in his lower abdomen and traveling up his spine. Blaine was sobbing into the pillow, the fabric wet from his sweat, spit, and tears. He was so, so close.

"Kurt, right there, I'm right there, oh god, fuck me, oh - fuck, Kurt, WHY?" Blaine practically screamed in frustration.

Kurt had abruptly stopped all of his movements, the vibrator now turned off and sitting on the rim of Blaine's entrance. He remained silent, blatantly staring at Blaine as he begged for release. Kurt's half-hard cock was now full and straining.

"You're trying to kill me" Blaine panted out, pushing his hips back to try to force the toy back in. "Put it back, Kurt, please."

"I will, I will, just, give me a second." Kurt pulled the vibrator out the rest of the way. "Lay back down. I want to look at you."

Blaine flopped his body down with a huff, wincing at the feeling of the embroidered blanket rubbing at the too-sensitive skin of his cock. He turned over gingerly, already starting to feel the soreness that would surely last a few days. The vibrator wasn't big, but it packed a mean punch.

Kurt noticed Blaine wincing as he shifted into a more comfortable position. As much as he was enjoying this, it wasn't worth hurting him.

"Are you sure you're okay? We can stop if you want to."

Blaine blinked a few times before he processed what Kurt was saying. He swallowed a few times before he felt he could speak.

"Kurt, if you don't keep going this time, I swear, I will burn every piece of clothing you own."

Kurt swatted playfully at Blaine's thigh, a look of mock horror on his face.

"You and I both know that's a lie."

Blaine looked like he was going to say something more, but Kurt decided that it was time to stop playing around. He placed the vibrator back at Blaine's rim and turned it on to full power. Blaine cried out and his hands flew up to grab the slats of the headboard, allowing him to use his arms to push himself down. He drew his knees up and planted his feet flat on the bed.

Kurt poured more lube directly on Blaine's hole as he relentlessly pumped the vibrator into his body. He moved it harder and faster as Blaine fucked himself down onto it. Kurt could see every line of muscle on Blaine's body twitch as his orgasm drew closer. Finally taking pity on him, Kurt wrapped his free hand around Blaine's cock, stroking him in time with the toy.

Blaine's body was moving franticly, his balls tightening and his dick starting to jerk in small spasms. He felt like he was overflowing, like a dam about to break under too much weight. Kurt pulled the vibrator out, shut it off quickly, and dropped it on the bed. Blaine would have complained, but Kurt was still jerking him off, and he was so ridiculously close to the most intense orgasm of his life that he couldn't bring himself to care.

"Blaine, touch yourself, let me see you."

Blaine took over stroking himself as Kurt grabbed his legs and all but threw them onto his shoulders. He brought his hands back down to Blaine's ass, spreading his cheeks open before sliding his cock between them and squeezing them together tightly. Kurt thrust his hips quickly, his cock sliding against the slick skin. He was dangerously close to falling apart, using all of his self-control to hang on for a few more moments. Not being coherent enough to watch Blaine come was not an option.

As he felt Kurt's cock gliding against him, Blaine started to stroke himself faster, squeezing harder. His other hand stayed locked around the headboard, giving him a bit of leverage to push down against Kurt.

Kurt was moaning beautifully, his voice strained and low, broken gasps falling from his lips. Blaine started to scream profanities as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"Fuckfuck, oh shit, gonna come, I'm gonna come," Blaine's words faded into strings of jumbled syllables, his breaths sharp and ragged.

Then, suddenly, the world exploded around him. He stopped moving, stopped thinking, stopped breathing. Wave after wave of pleasure shot up through his cock and back down again, spreading throughout his body as he spilled out over his fist and across his abdomen and chest. He was trembling with the force of it, his mind completely blank.

Seeing Blaine come so hard was the last straw for Kurt. He jerked his hips forward two, three more times before groaning loudly and coming between Blaine's legs, pearly white drops reaching as far as Blaine's softening cock with the force of it. Kurt nearly fell over as he started to come down, able to turn to the side at the last second before dropping to the bed next to Blaine.

They both laid there for several minutes trying to catch their breath. Blaine felt completely numb and boneless, his eyes closed and his body tingling as he melted further and further into the bed. He felt Kurt move away for a second, followed by the sensation of something being haphazardly dragged over the skin of his torso before the extra blanket was pulled up around them.

Kurt curled his body around Blaine's and looked up at him, blinking a few times before his eyes refocused. He immediately dissolved into giggles.

"What's funny?" Blaine slurred sleepily.

"Nothing. It's just, you have feathers in your hair."

"How?"

"Probably from the pillow that you demolished," Kurt offered, not caring as much as he should have. That was going to be hard to explain.

"Mmm, feathers are nice. Love you, Kurt"

Kurt smiled as he listened to Blaine's breath even out.

"Love you, too."

Kurt's last thought before succumbing to sleep was that they will definitely be going back to The Luv Shaque. They'll even get some flavored lube next time.

THE END