Blaine reminded himself to breathe. He was so stretched out, so open, so exposed, and it was amazing. He was freed by his restraints, needing only to please Kurt. Nothing else existed. It was a feeling he had never imagined, never expected to want so badly. He never expected it to be this hot.

“Breathe, babe. I'm gonna take care of you, okay?”

Blaine nodded.

Kurt looked at him. He was so tantalizing, all spread out and open, so beautiful. He traced his fingers along Blaine, savoring every inch of the man he loved so much. Strong hands took in tanned, smooth skin, toned muscle, the dips and curves of Blaine's shoulders, his arms, his back, his sides, his hips, his ass.

A long, lingering kiss left Blaine's head spinning, wanting more and more of Kurt. He wanted to touch Kurt, to make him feel the way he was feeling right now, to swap their positions and make Kurt feel so good, but he knew he couldn't.

Kurt's hands made their way down to Blaine's cock, and his steady breaths hitched. He closed his eyes, focusing only on the feeling, on being good for Kurt, who was stroking slowly, lightly, teasingly. “You're not allowed to cum until I say so.”

Blaine nodded and looked up into Kurt's eyes. His gorgeous eyes, showing so much love. He knew Kurt would take care of him, and right now, that was all that mattered.

Another kiss. This time rougher, Kurt taking control but never losing it. He knew what he wanted, and that was to make Blaine feel good. And so he would.

His strokes became rougher, faster, and Kurt trailed kisses down his beloved's torso. He nipped at the most sensitive places, his neck, his collarbone, and along his abs, relishing Blaine's whines, his moans, all those little twitches and the way his muscles rippled with each bite, contracting for a second as the pain registered, then relaxing as it faded. It was fascinating.

By now, Blaine was panting, wishing for a release. He was trying to buck up into Kurt's hand, but couldn't. He felt a kiss on each hipbone, then- oh. Shit. That was good. Kurt's mouth was on him, he was licking and pressing kisses all up and down his length, before taking him in entirely.

“Fuck, Kurt, please.” Blaine's breath was ragged now, all his focus on not cumming.

In response, Kurt squeezed the base of his dick. A silent no. Blaine sighed. This could take a while.