"Kurt, I-"
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"Shh…" Kurt leaned down suck at the point under Blaine's ear, earning a shuddering groan from the boy. "Stop talking," Kurt whispered. He tightened his hold around Blaine's neck as he pressed kisses under Blaine's jaw. Blaine sighed and squeezed Kurt's ass, which was currently on his lap, grinding against his crotch.
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"You think - ah! - someone's gonna walk in?" Blaine breathed.
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"Mmm, no," Kurt gasped. He pressed his lips against Blaine's, tugging at Blaine's bottom with his teeth.
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Blaine leaned forward and slipped his tongue into Kurt's mouth, tracing every contour of his gums and teeth, sliding across Kurt's moist tongue. Kurt's grip around Blaine's neck grew tighter until the boys' chests were pressed up against each other. Both boys moaned as their cocks brushed up against one another, and both were frustrated that they were still wearing pants.
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Thoroughly frustrated that he couldn't reach Blaine's collarbone, Kurt fumbled with the buttons of his boyfriend's cardigan. He managed to get the thing off while nipping at the side of Blaine's neck, but was faced with the problem of Blaine's shirt. Kurt moved his lips back to Blaine's, planting sweet kisses. "Why." Kiss. "So." Kiss. "Much." Kiss. "Clothes?"
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Blaine just chuckled under his breath and tugged at Kurt's tie, bringing him in for a fevered kiss. He leaned back far enough that he fell backwards on the couch, bringing Kurt on top of him. He grabbed at Kurt's ass again and ground upwards, rubbing their clothed hard-ons together. Kurt whimpered as Blaine's tongue traced the tendons of his neck, sucking at a pulse point that would probably leave a bruise.
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Kurt pulled at Blaine's shirt until the top three buttons came undone and bit lightly at the collarbone, licking the spot afterwards. Blaine pushed his hips up and let his head fall back, the sensations of Kurt grinding against him and leaving hickeys on his collarbone overpowering everything else. Blaine's fingertips slipped under the waistbands of Kurt's skinny jeans and underwear, inching lower and lower over Kurt's cheeks.
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"Wha- guys!"
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Startled by the interruption, Kurt's and Blaine's teeth clacked together before they pulled apart, each of them wincing at the pain. Kurt was breathing raggedly, looking down at Blaine before he looked away. "What, Finn?" he gritted out.
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"Uh- I, uh-"
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"Out, Finn," Kurt gritted out before he went back to ravishing Blaine's face.
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Blaine, slightly deterred by Finn's entrance, hesitantly slid his fingers back under Kurt's underwear, pulling the two around Kurt's thighs. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth and grabbed at his dark curls, grinding his exposed cock against Blaine's crotch. His other hand slid down Blaine's side until it reached Blaine's groin, pressing lightly against it.
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"K-kurt," Blaine moaned as Kurt pressed more insistently.�
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Kurt took the hint and deftly unbuttoned and unzipped Blaine's pants, pulling it and his boxers down. Kurt pressed his whole body against Blaine's and gasped at the contact their cocks made. "Blaine…"Kurt whispered, burying his forehead in Blaine's neck as they thrust against each other.
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"I-I'm so clo- ah!" Blaine cried aloud, wrapping his arms around Kurt's shoulders and pulling him tighter against his body. Kurt moved his lips to Blaine's, muffling their groans as both boys came. They kissed as they came down from their highs, both sighing softly as they settled comfortably against one another.
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"Ugh," Kurt groaned, looked down at his cum-splattered shirt. "This'll take forever to get out."
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Blaine snickered and kissed Kurt's temple. "I wouldn't worry about it."
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"Guys! Are you done yet!?"
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"Go away, Finn!"
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