kurtsies prompted: klaine drooling on each other while napping
dalton!klaine, pre-relationship. PG.
“God, I feel like we’ve been studying for hours. How long has it been now? At least two hours, right?”
“It’s been 28 minutes, Blaine,” Kurt says wryly, glancing up from his text book to where Blaine is fidgeting across the table from him. “You really don’t do study sessions often, do you?”
Blaine shrugs. “I never have a lot of time for them, what with the impromptu rehearsals and performances I have with the Warblers around school.”
“Well,” Kurt says, reaching across the table to pat Blaine’s arm, “we can get through the next few chapters together, alright? Then we can take a break before we tackle Chemistry.”
“Thanks, Kurt,” Blaine says, giving him a warm look that makes Kurt duck his head to hide his smile, his stomach fluttering in a way Kurt imagines it always will, as long as he’s around Blaine.
Anonymous asked: What about a little drabble where Blaine tries to prove to Kurt that he can map out the Big Dipper in his freckles with his lips and they get ‘distracted’ *u*
(PG-13. takes place the summer before season 3.)“Do you know what the best thing about this summer has been?” Blaine asks, and Kurt’s mind immediately flashes back to four days ago, making out in Blaine’s bed until they were both dizzy and past the point of caring how turned on they were. If Blaine’s parents hadn’t come home…
Kurt feels his stomach swoop at the memory. “Umm, what?”
“You spending time in the sun.”
That catches Kurt off-guard. Spending time in the sun means lathering himself with high SPF sunscreen in hopes his translucently pale skin doesn’t turn an angry and unflattering shade of pink. “What do you mean?”
“You’re all sun-kissed,” Blaine says happily, scooting closer to Kurt on his bed and tugging at the strap of Kurt’s tank-top. “And freckled.”
All finished! Thank you so much to everyone for sticking around! And to Kat, who is responsible for so much of this. I hope it was worth the wait?
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Rule #15 : Thou shall not act accordingly during a fraternity formal. And remember that it’s just a temporary, week-long fling.
There’s a long weekend in early March right between the end of the first quarter and the beginning of the second when they have their yearly formal. And it’s epic.
fic: you spin me out of control (complete)word count: 3300+
rating: nc-17
warnings: d/s (sub!blaine), a little slut-shaming, toy use, dirty talk, pegging, spanking, rimming \o/
summary: cisgirl!kurt and bisexual!blaine uwu. blaine may be dating a girl but he still likes getting fucked.
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Blaine has one hand in his hair and one hand pushing a vibrator inside of him. He’s sweaty and groaning and whimpering and Kurt’s breath hitches as she takes in the picture. She’s never really thought about this - she knows that Blaine has dated guys, fucked guys, and okay yes, she kind of gets off on it, but in a more abstract way - she’d never thought about him really getting fucked. And she’d certainly never thought that she would find it so fucking hot.
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anderford + size kink + wall sex for this gkm prompt.
Blaine’s breath leaves him in a haggard exhale as Adam holds him up against the door, body moving smoothly against his own. Their breath comes hot and heady between them, Blaine’s leg wrapping around Adam’s hip, held there tight with Adam’s large hand.
Blaine/Adam makeouts (in a ‘verse where Kurt/Blaine/Adam are all dating) for Joanna’s birthday because she’s so lovely uwu
“Blaine,” Adam says slowly, tilting his head because Blaine is curled up under a blanket on the couch, mindlessly flipping through TV channels. “Are you feeling alright, love?”
Blaine feels a warm twist in his belly at the pet name but he just sighs, turning off the television. “I never know what to do with myself when Kurt’s at his evening class. He’s home for dinner and then he’s gone again and I just—”
“You miss him,” Adam says gently, smiling as he sits down next to Blaine and rubs at his shoulder. Blaine can’t help it - he melts under the touch. “There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“Maybe- maybe you could distract me,” Blaine says, licking his lips and leaning into Adam’s touch.
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~31000
Notes: Thank you to Tess and Courtney for betaing and Bowery for ~bolstering my confidence and Andie for the prompt. Sorry it took so long, it’s hardly even cold out now.
Prompt: CrissColfer - Stranded in a cabin in a snowstorm (shh there’s nothing wrong with good ol’ cabin fic)
Warnings: Oversensitivity and multiple orgasms, talk of uncomfortable sexual experiences and a fish fetish. Also eyeball licking.
I guess it’s just that kind of morning.
Also, pureklaination is kind of awesome.
This is a little kinky. Well, if you consider bruising/hickeys to be kinky.
Early on, they had agreed to a list of things that were Not Okay. Sex in public places, especially pools. PDA that went beyond hand-holding, hugs, and/or chaste kisses. Sex without protection because, even though they had both been virgins, it is the Responsible Thing to Do. Heavy metal music. Okay, so that has nothing to do with sex, but say it came on the radio or something during…and yeah, they’d have to stop, full stop. Sex with clothes on that they could not bear to sully. Hickeys, for obvious reasons (his dad eyes them like a hawk, along with half the Glee club, and Kurt bruises like a peach and he is so serious about his skin care regimen that it’s become part of their relationship, hello, and besides that, see: trashy).
Of course, Blaine isn’t really thinking about this last one when they make out. It’s not that he intends to break one of their Rules; he’s just getting into it. Making out has become something that he is good at because—well, it’s all they do. Kissing and nipping and licking takes on a whole three-dimensional world of its own when it is the beginning middle and end of any given encounter. He’s become a master at kissing, changing it up, at using his tongue and teeth to great effect without freaking Kurt out, at knowing just where his hands can go and for how long.
Title: Five Times Kurt and Blaine Have Sex (And One Time They Don’t)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Word Count: 9,500+
Summary: ”We do still have that room for the rest of the night. It would be a shame to let it go to waste. I mean, we have so much to catch up on.” Blaine lets his hands slide down even farther, squeezing quickly at Kurt’s ass before he slides them back up to his waist. “You know, as friends.”
Notes: takes place during/after episode 4x14
Warnings: semi-public sex & mild exhibitionism
Author notes: Come on, it’s us. Did you really think we could resist the opportunity to write Kurt and Blaine, just two bros helping each other out? With their penises?
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Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Rating: R
Word Count: 4,700
Notes: Post-4x14; Kurt and Blaine become long-distance FWB.“Don’t you think it’s a bit impractical to have a friend with benefits that you have to fly in from Ohio?”
“It’s not a problem; Blaine has frequent flyer miles.”
Title: Fit Two People Under Your Skin
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Kurt/Adam, mentions of Kurt/Blaine
Word Count: 2500+
Summary: Adam finds the hickeys Blaine left on Kurt.
“I take it your trip went well,” Adam says as Kurt walks him backwards, knocking into the divider curtain. Kurt pushes and pushes, his hand right in the center of his chest, until Adam bumps the edge of Kurt’s bed. All it takes is a firm push and Adam falls back willingly, thumping down onto the bed with a bright smile.
Anonymous asked: …”listening to kurt’s breath hitch each time he does.” Mmmhmm, yes. Then what happened?
Blaine’s lips close around the finger-shaped bruises on Kurt’s hip and suck at the skin, his eyes fluttering open when Kurt’s breath catches in his throat, the noise high-pitched and startled.
“Yeah?” Blaine asks, staring up at Kurt from beneath his eyelashes, trying to memorize the exact shape of Kurt’s lips when they part for a few seconds before he talks and the way his eyes flash dark with heat.
“Don’t get too cocky,” Kurt mutters, but they both share a grin after he says it, Blaine ducking his head to huff out a laugh against Kurt’s belly.
This is fic wherein Blaine accidentally jerks off to Sam, who has traded stripping for internet porn! Makes perfect sense, right?
It’s not that Blaine’s addicted to porn, no matter what Kurt may have said about the subject. He just… knows what he likes, is all. It’s almost like a hobby to him, finding the best new sites and the best videos that cater to what gets him off. It’s not even like he’s into anything extreme, and most of the time he ends up at the same site he always falls back on when he’s turned on and wants to get off as soon as possible.
It’s a live cam site that sometimes posts videos for free, and it’s full of young, handsome guys jerking off for the camera. They all look like real people, and there’s no fake moaning or bad dirty talk, thankfully. It gets Blaine every time because of the forbidden feel of it, like he’s looking in on something he shouldn’t be seeing.
stackedcrooked said: Darren stealing Chris’s clothes and Chris think it’s because he’s a big weirdo but really it’s because he’s a big weirdo with an even bigger boner for Chris Colfer. Nailed it.
There’s someone in Chris’s trailer.
Chris wouldn’t normally be worried, but it’s so late it’s early, and he’s tired, and he’s pretty sure everyone else he was shooting with has already gone home. He stops a few feet from the steps up to the door, staring at the shadow moving around inside, listening, unimpressed, as something thumps to the floor. He hears a muffled curse and lets out a sigh, striding forward and yanking open the door.
“Darren!”
“Ah! What? Hi!”
Anonymous asked: klaine with innocent!bp!kurt :D <3 thankyou
(note: this is an AU where they’re roommates at Dalton)
Blaine feels his bed dip, and he’s about to turn around when he hears a soft voice ask, “Blaine?”
He rolls over, rubs at his eyes like he’s making sure Kurt’s really sitting on his bed, and it’s not just another embarrassing fantasy that’s going to disappear when Blaine wakes up. “What is it, Kurt?”
“I- I need you to teach me how to masturbate,” Kurt says in a hushed whisper, looking down at his hands as he starts to blush.
