"I need you now." the voice came in a whisper from behind him, the urgency in it making it almost a whine. Almost. Kurt had been studying in the lounge, having found the leather couches to be the most comfortable and conducive to...school work. He simply smirked as Blaine started to kiss his neck, leaving a trail of small, wet marks that felt instantly cooler as air touched them.
Kurt slowly closed the book he had been reviewing and went to lean foward to place it on the table, but Blaine grabbed his shoulders and held him back.
"I wasn't kidding about that now part." His voice was lower and if Kurt could have seen his boyfriend's eyes, he would have noticed how little of that hazel he could actually see.
"You seriously can't mean here." Kurt hissed, turning his head slightly to at least catch a glimpse of his boyfriend. While they had been open with each other, it had always been in Blaine's dorm or that one time Blaine had snuck over to his house on the weekend when Burt and Carole had been away.
"Of course I mean here." Blaine's voice had gotten impossibly lower and Kurt could already feel a tightening in his pants. As if to show how earnest his remark was, Blaine sucked lightly on his ear lobe. Kurt's breathing hitched, eliciting a chuckle from behind him. He tried once again to face his lover but Blaine held him even tighter, growling out a "no."
"Blaine Alexander Anderson, you will let me go right now or so help me..." he was cut off as his boyfriend jumped over the back of the couch and straddled him, kissing him hard on the lips and rolling their hips together. Kurt became instantly harder as they rubbed together, thanking all things good in the world that their uniform pants weren't skin tight.
Normally Kurt would have protested, they were in a public place during the middle of the day, anyone could walk in on them. Blaine hadn't even bothered to close the doors when he had come in. They, as a couple, were becoming bolder and Kurt was surprised to find out that it turned him on.
"Blaine," Kurt breathed, rocking his hips up to meet his boyfriend. Nothing remained of the hazel in Blaine's eyes, consumed completely by lust. The dark haired boy worked over Kurt's jaw, alternating between kisses and nips.
Blaine would have normally taken the time to appreciate Kurt's body more, taking time to explore and arouse. Today's agenda was different.
Kurt whimpered as Blaine pulled away and backed off his lap. The contact wasn't broken for long as he found Blaine pulling him up by his lapels. The exposed skin of his neck was being assaulted by his boyfriends lips, the usual gentleness nowhere to be seen.
Blaine planted one leg between Kurt's, one arm wrapped around the slender waist, pulling their bodies together. He guided them towards a desk set in a corner. Kurt's first instinct was to sit on it and wrap his long legs around Blaine, but his boyfriend held him tight.
Sliding both his hands up Kurt's chest and over his shoulder, Blaine slipped the blazer off the taller boy, letting it drop to the floor. Grabbing hold of Kurt's hips, Blaine turned his boyfriend around and pressed their bodies together once more, Kurt acutely aware of how hard his boyfriend was.
This was unfamiliar territory for Kurt, the nervousness in him making him strangely more aroused. Blaine's hand were around him, working across his chest, rubbing at his nipples through his shirt and always, constantly, rolling his hips against Kurt's ass.
Kurt could feel Blaine rest his head on his shoulder, nose brushing against his ear, before hearing the whisper.
"I am going to fuck you and make you come without being touched."
Blaine's hands slid down the front of Kurt's pants, simultaneously palming Kurt through the rough fabric and pushing Kurt's hip back towards himself trying to get more friction. Kurt was biting back moans, trying not to draw attention the the room they were in. His knees were growing weak and was relying more and more on Blaine to hold him up.
"Remember what I said, no touching." Blaine's breath was hot on his ear. Kurt felt himself being bent forward at the waist; he submitted completely to his boyfriend. Blaine guided Kurt so that he was propped up on his elbows, biting at his back through the shirt, dragging hands over the brunettes sides, finally resting lightly on the belt, which Kurt was silently cursing the existence of.
"I've been wanting to do this for a while." Just Blaine's voice was making Kurt strain more and more against his boxers. His head dropped to his chest and he felt Blaine undoing his pants, felt himself straining towards the hand that was slowly pulling his zipper down.
Blaine pulled back, breaking all contact as he palmed himself before quickly undoing himself. Kurt rested his head on the desk, listening to his boyfriend as he started to jerk himself off.
"Please, Blaine." Kurt needed to be touched, needed contact, needed Blaine. He gasped quietly as he felt his pants and boxers being pulled down to his thighs. Arms wrapped around his waist and Blaine rested his head on Kurt's back.
"I want this to hurt." the vibrations of Blaine's voice cursed through his veins. Kurt pushed back against Blaine, smiling a bit as he heard his boyfriend moan. His hands twitched, wanting to touch himself but obeying his orders, he clutched them together and rested his forehead on them. One arm slithered away from his waist and he could feel Blaine fumbling with something in his pocket. Blaine regrettably relinquished the hold on his boyfriend, but only long enough to lube up his fingers.
"You might want to bite onto something." Blaine said as he ghosted over Kurt's hole. Kurt gasped at the coolness and quickly bit down on his knuckles.
"Good boy." Blaine growled, pushing just slightly. He could feel Kurt contract just a little at the touch before relaxing into it. Blaine once again wrapped an arm around Kurt, but this time it was possesive. His arm crossed diagonally across Kurt's chest, his hand grabbing onto a shoulder, pulling them together.
Normally, Blaine would take his time and be gentle. This wasn't normal. As soon as Kurt relaxed, he inserted his middle finger to his second knuckle. Despite biting down on his knuckles, Kurt let out a very audible gasp.
"Keep those noises up and someone will find us." Blaine chided. Kurt forced himself to breathe, his breath matching the speed at which Blaine was working him. Much to soon, another finger was added. Kurt was able to muffle better this time, grabbing onto the hand Blaine kept on his shoulder.
"My, love, you are tight." Blaine sounded downright lecherous. He began to scissor, slowly making Kurt more open. Kurt whimpered every time Blaine brushed his prostate, both erections becoming harder.
Blaine let go of his boyfriend, hand traveling languidly down his front, stopping where he hovered right over Kurt's hard-on. Kurt could feel the heat from Blaine's hand, mere centimeters away, and in combination with the fingers still inside of him, he was having problems staying up right.
"Now, Blaine, Please, now." Kurt was begging and Blaine loved it. Swiping Kurt's pre-cum, he brought it to his mouth and lapped loudly at his fingers, just to make sure Kurt knew exactly what he was doing, Kurt was coming undone at the seams, everything Blaine was doing was driving him crazy.
"Beg some more." Blaine demanded. He slipped his fingers from Kurt. and began to lube up his cock.
"Blaine...fuck me, Blaine, please. Just fuck me." Kurt was just where Blaine wanted him. Kurt almost never swore and when he did, it meant great things. Placing himself right at Kurt's entrance, Blaine could feel the boy below him whimpering, waiting and open.
Grabbing onto those porcelain hips, Blaine paused, making Kurt wait. With one solid thrust, Blaine inserted himself fully into Kurt. It was tight and warm and complete bliss. Kurt had screamed Blaine's name out loudly, shocked at the roughness of everything. His breathing was ragged, not being able to catch a proper breath as his mind and body were focused on how full he felt.
Blaine waited a second, listening for the footsteps that would announce anybody coming to check out Kurt's scream. He heard nothing and was slightly disappointed. Having to explain why he had Kurt bent over a desk would have been fun.
Knowing they would be safe for a little while, Blaine slowly started to pull out, then once he was almost all the way free, thrusted all the way in again, smiling as he heard the desk bang against the wall. Kurt whimpered and he knew he was causing pain, but also that under that pain there was a layer of pleasure.
Blaine switched tactics then, feeling the tight warm coil in his stomach starting. He needed to pleasure Kurt know, make him come without touching him. Instead of a fast, hard pounding, he resorts to a slower rhythm, making sure he hits that bundle of nerves on each push.
The younger boy writhed beneath him, moaning out his name. He kept it slow at first, but gradually picked up his pace. Kurt's hand were grabbing for purchase, finding the edges of the desk. Knuckles turning white in an effort to keep his hands off himself. Kurt felt the tight coil of warmth in his stomach and knew he wouldn't last much longer.
Blaine also knew that he wouldn't last long either. Thrusts became rougher and faster, the desk now rhythmically hitting the wall. They were making too much noise, but they were too far gone to care.
"Bla...Blai...I..I'm..."Kurt never finished his thought. He came hard onto the desk, and experience he would never forget. He then felt Blaine come inside of him, heard Blaine nearly scream his name. Kurt thought Blaine would pull out then, yet he stayed put. Blaine was fumbling with something in his pocket again and Kurt wondered what he's pull out this time.
Kurt was still breathing heavily, bent over the desk, his boyfriend inside of him, standing in a lounge in an all boy school. This was outrageous. That didn't stack up to what Blaine held in his hand.
"I know we've only talked about it once," Blaine sounded much more timid now, this voice more hopeful than anything else. "Would you mind using this?"
Kurt was surprised to see that Blaine held a bright blue plug in his hand. He remembered their talking about it but had no clue that Blaine had bought one. About a million question crowded his mind but he couldn't focus on that. He had a hard time focusing enough to answer Blaine.
"Not at all," he choked out, "go ahead."
Blaine couldn't believe that Kurt agreed. He hoped that Kurt would, but never expected it. Blaine placed light kisses on Kurt's neck, letting his love pour forth. He slid himself gently out of Kurt, falling gently to his knees. Kurt whimpered at the loss, suddenly feeling empty and very open. Not wanting to lose any come, Blaine quickly, but gently this time, pushed the plug into Kurt. Listening to Kurt inhale sharply, Blaine could feel himself trying to get hard again. When it was fully inserted, Blaine stood up, zipping himself back up quickly before wrapping his arms around Kurt. Holding Kurt was the best feeling in the world, especially after what they had shared.
Blaine turned Kurt around, capturing his lips in a long, slow kiss. He let his hands rest on Kurt's ass, once in a while pushing lightly on the plug, loving the noises his boyfriend made. Figuring they should stop pushing their luck about being found, Blaine gently redressed Kurt, playfully pushing the plug through his pants once he was decent again. Kurt slapped him lightly on the arm before grabbing Blaine's face and crushing their lips together.
"I want you to wear it through Warbler practice," Blaine breathed once Kurt released his lips. "I want to know that you have my come inside of you. I want you to remember what we did here today."
Kurt nodded silently. He felt closer to Blaine somehow, knowing that his come was still inside. The plug was a constant pressure, a constant reminder of Blaine, a constant reminder of their love.
"And when it's done, I'm taking you back to my room," Blaine voice was low once again, the thoughts in his mind filling him with lust once more, "and I fuck you again." Kurt could feel Blaine pushing on the plug again and didn't know if he could wait that long.
"The wait will make it better," Blaine said with a smile, seemingly able to read Kurt's mind. Kurt returned the smile.
"I love you." It wasn't the first time Kurt said it, nor would it be the last, he just loved saying it, loved saying it to Blaine.
"I love you, too."