“Do you remember the safe word, Blaine?” Kurt asked, straddling his boyfriend on the bed and securing the straps.

“Mmmhmm,” Blaine purred, throwing back his head and closing his eyes. He tugged experimentally with one hand, testing the connection that Kurt had just made.

“Hey!” Kurt said, slapping Blaine's cheek lightly. “Pay attention, this is important. Do you remember the safe word? Say it. Tell me.”

“Okay, okay!” Blaine panted, before forcing himself to calmly repeat the safe word. “But it doesn't matter, I won't use it. I won't need it. God, baby, I can't wait. Please, let's just get started. I'm up for whatever you want to do to me. Literally.” Blaine punctuated the last part with a cheesy grin.

“It does matter, because I won't do it to you without a safe word in place. I love you too much to be reckless with you,” Kurt said. He reached over to the nightstand for a blindfold. “But you remember it, so we can proceed.” He wrapped the blindfold around Blaine's eyes, cradling his head to tie it securely in back.

Kurt rested back on his heels, tilting his head to the side to observe and contemplate the naked, delicious boy who was spread-eagled in front of him. Blaine was tied to the mattress with straps that connected under the bed, and the more he tugged the tighter they became. The light was dim enough that there was no way he could see anything around the edges of his blindfold (Blaine had gotten in trouble for peeking before), and the glowing light set off his olive skin beautifully. The room was warm, and a tiny bit of sweat was beading up on Blaine's sweat, highlighting the contours of his muscles.

Kurt hummed to himself, making plans. Would it be too much to make him bleed, just a little?

“...Baby?” Blaine asked, “How long do I have to wait?” he whined. “Please touch me. Please. Oh my God. I can't take much more of this.”

Kurt rolled his eyes. “Longer, now that you said that.” Blaine keened incoherently in response.

Kurt wanted to taste his boyfriend. He brought his lips to Blaine's knee, kissing slowly and sucking on his skin a little bit with each peck. As he made his way up Blaine's inner thigh to his groin, he started to flick his tongue against the increasingly delicate skin, massaging it briefly each time.

Blaine started panting at each touch, then escalated the noises he was making in response to the increased sensation. Pants became whimpers, whimpers became moans. By the time Kurt was flicking his tongue against the super-sensitive skin at the juncture between his leg and his groin, Blaine was moaning loudly enough to border on a scream.

Kurt smiled to himself, not ceasing his action. After lingering on the sensitive spot in the crease below Blaine's hip, he moved towards Blaine's cock. Excited by the progress, Blaine bucked his hips up in the air, causing his cock to brush against Kurt's cheek.

Kurt raised an eyebrow at Blaine, then realized that the bound boy couldn't possibly see it. “Blaine, behave yourself. Must I strap your hips to the bed?”

“Please!” Blaine begged. “I would, darling,” Kurt replied, “...but I need to have access to your ass, so that wouldn't work at all.” Kurt moved back from Blaine's body, eliciting a groan from Blaine as he felt the bed rock with the reduced weight.

The next sound Blaine heard was the snap of a bottle of lubricant opening.

Blaine's heart beat in double-time at the sound. He began to babble uncontrollably, not fully thinking about what he said. “Kurt, baby, I love you so much. I trust you completely. So much. I trust you to do...” Blaine gulped and panted again. “...whatever you want. I trust you.”

Kurt gave Blaine a strange look, that he, again, couldn't see. “If you say so. I didn't ask, but okay.” He was a little worried about the tinge of desperation in Blaine's voice, but he continued to lube up the modest-size butt plug in his hand. He guided it to Blaine's entrance and nudged the tip inside.

Blaine keened again. “Baby, what is that? It doesn't feel like you... it doesn't... what is it? Please, tell me. I can't see it.”

Kurt pushed the butt plug further still. “Shhh, shhh, you trust me, right? Just give in. Let go. Relax so I can get this inside of you.”

Blaine moaned and tried to consciously relax his muscles. As he did so, the object pushed further into him, more quickly than before. His heart sped up again and he started to hyperventilate, just for a moment, before wrangling his breath back down to normal and focusing on relaxation.

When Blaine's muscles relaxed in that moment, adjusting to the intrusion, Kurt slid the butt plug further, finally getting it far enough to slide into position with an obscene, wet noise.

Blaine panted and rolled his head to the side as the toy filled him up. He felt his muscles clenching and then relaxing around the plug.

“Is that stretching you good, sweetie?” Kurt asked, stroking Blaine's cheek.

“Yes. Yes. Oh my God, yes,” Blaine said. “I can't wait for you to pull it out, though, and fuck me. Please fuck me, Kurt. I don't know how much longer I can stand this.”

“Patience, dear,” Kurt said, tracing his fingertips along Blaine's eyebrows. “Don't worry, I will fuck you so hard you won't walk right for a week. But I'll do it when I'm good and ready, and not before. That toy will keep you ready for me until then.”

Blaine shuddered at the words and clenched around the plug again, his fully hard cock throbbing in time.

“Aww, look at that,” Kurt cooed. “You are so hard for me. Do you want me to help you with that, baby?”

“Yes, baby.” Blaine gasped.

“Beg me for it if you mean it, you little whore,” Kurt snapped.

“Kurt, I... I'd do anything to... have you touch me,” Blaine stuttered. “Please, I beg you, wrap your gorgeous fingers around my cock.” As he spoke, pre-come beaded and slipped down the tip of his erection.

“Hmmm, compliments do help,” Kurt said. “I don't know, maybe I should make you wait longer.”

“Please... please, Kurt... Just a little bit, I need something. I need to feel you.”

“Don't worry,” Kurt smirked, “you'll feel me more than you can handle in a little bit. But, since you asked so nicely...” He licked his palm, then wrapped it firmly around the base of Blaine's cock. Blaine moaned as he stroked with firm, but very slow motions.

“That's enough, keep yourself under control,” Kurt said as Blaine started to buck into his fist. His words didn't seem to have any effect on the frustrated, throbbing boy.

“That's it!” Kurt yelped, removing his hand and reaching under the bed. “You've earned a punishment.”

Blaine's breath hitched in his chest as he processed Kurt's words. “I'm sorry, I'll be good, I prom...” His voice was cut off as a fur-covered paddle slapped his inner thigh.

Blaine shrieked at the slap, even though the feeling was more stimulating than painful, in the same area that Kurt had been tonguing earlier in the evening.

“Take off the blindfold, please. I want to see the things you're using on me.”

“Baby, it's better if you completely relax and relinquish control. I won't hurt you,” Kurt said, eyebrows scrunched in concern.

“You're right, I'm sorry. I'll be good. I can be brave,” Blaine gulped.

“Okay, good, because I have so many more plans for you tonight,” Kurt purred. He reached under the bed again.

Blaine heard the unmistakeable scraping sound of a lighter being struck. “Kurt? What was that?” he said, knowing full well what it was. He smelled smoke and burning wax.

“That's for me to know and you to find out,” Kurt said. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you. I love you. I want you. Oh my God, I want you. Kurt, I want you so bad, I need you to touch me, to lick me, to fu...”

“Blaine, shut up,” Kurt said. “Take a deep breath and relax again, there's something I want to try.”

“Kurt...” Blaine whimpered, nervously.

“Shhh, just enjoy yourself,” Kurt whispered, moving around on the bed over Blaine.

“Kurt, I'm scared...” Blaine whimpered again.

“I'm going to make you feel so good, baby. You'll love it.” Blaine felt the mattress shift again as Kurt scooted closer to him on the bed. He caught another whiff of wax and smoke.

“SOCKS! Socks!” Blaine gasped, “I'm sorry, socks, though. Socks. Uhhnnngh.”

The blindfold was immediately removed, and Kurt moved to loosen the straps tying Blaine to the bed. Kurt lay down next to his boyfriend and searched his face to see if he was all right, one hand lightly touching his cheek.

“I'm so sorry, baby,” Blaine whimpered, throwing his arms around Kurt's neck. “I lost my nerve.”

“It's okay, honey, that's why we have a safe word,” Kurt cooed. “I wanted to push you to the edge. Clearly I succeeded beyond my wildest dreams. You seemed like you were enjoying yourself...”

“I was! I was! Oh God, don't think I wasn't!” Blaine squeaked.

“...like I was saying, you were clearly enjoying yourself, so that's a win for me.”

“Don't think you did anything wrong, because... you were so amazing...” Blaine said, tears springing to his eyes. “I should have been more brave, I should have trusted you more... I DO trust you, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that, I...”

“Shhh, Blaine, you're babbling again,” Kurt said. “These things happen, and I mean it when I say it's okay.” He ran his fingertips along Blaine's jaw, tilting his chin up until the distraught boy looked him in the eye. “I mean it. It's okay,” Kurt spoke slowly, hoping it would sink in. “You enjoyed it a little too much, and I'll take that as a compliment, and we're fine. Understood?”

Blaine nodded, wiping away a tear. “Okay. I love you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Kurt replied. “However, I don't know about you, but I'm horny as hell. As far as I'm concerned, now that we've talked it out I can't let that gorgeous hard-on of yours go to waste. Do you still want to?” Kurt gently kissed each of Blaine's eyelids.

Blaine grinned and sniffled, massaging Kurt's chest muscles. “Sounds good, beautiful.”

“Flip over,” Kurt commanded with a smile. “You still have that toy inside of you. Allow me to do something about that.”

Blaine flipped over onto his stomach and stretched his arms out in front of his head, spreading his legs to allow Kurt full access to the butt plug. Blaine's cock throbbed at the noise of the lube bottle being opened once more, and the sounds of Kurt slicking up his cock.

Kurt deftly slipped the butt plug out of Blaine, replacing it with his cock before the boy had any chance to adjust to the emptiness. He was able to thrust into Blaine all the way on the first stroke, knocking the breath out of both of them.

“Uhnf. Mmmm. Good.” Blaine grunted as Kurt picked up speed. “I... think... that... s'my... new... fav... toy...”

Kurt grinned and panted over Blaine's back, gripping his biceps. “Mine too. It's like you prepped yourself, clenching around it to get ready for me.”

“Holy shit, Kurt, that's so hot,” Blaine gasped, “I love getting myself ready for you. Harder... more... please!”

“Was it worth it, baby? Even though we had to stop?”

“Absolutely,” Blaine moaned into the mattress as they rocked together to orgasm.