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hellobroadway2012-05-08 12:35 pm
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"I wanna sex you up."
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rockstarwarbler and justbeingaqueen
What: Pre-marital relations?
Where: Kurt & Blaine's apartment
When: Monday night, after Kurt's performance
Rating: NSFW
Blaine very rarely missed one of Kurt's shows. If he wasn't in the audience, he was backstage waiting for it to end. The only time he missed was when he was sick or had important college assignments he had to focus on, but even then, those times were few and far between. Tonight was no exception, and after another crazy fan meet and greet at the stage door, Blaine bundled Kurt into their cab and came home. Some nights, they might hang out with the cast, but that was usually only on weekends. Tonight, Blaine wanted Kurt all to himself.
He had spent the morning hungover and sleeping it off, and when he woke up, he had not found his other half cuddled in bed with him liked he hoped, but alone in bed with more of the bedroom packed up around him and Kurt doing Pilates in the living room. With the wedding coming up in just eight weeks and Kurt's show drawing to an end, Kurt was like the Energizer Bunny. He rarely stopped, and when he did, it was usually crashing out in a deep sleep. That was why Blaine had literally (but gently) tackled him onto the bed when they got in, and now he was knelt between Kurt's legs after managing to wrestle him out of his tight pants. He kissed over Kurt's toned stomach and then trailed some kisses down to his inner thigh...
"I think we should start packing the kitchen up."
Blaine's head shot up and he shot Kurt a look of exasperation. "Babe," he said with a laugh of disbelief. "Stop... I'm trying to make love to you here. Don't make me bitchslap you." He reached up and planted a hand on Kurt's shoulder to give him another nudge back into position relaxed on the pillows. He went back to nuzzling Kurt's bellybutton, humming in appreciation.
rockstarwarbler and justbeingaqueenWhat: Pre-marital relations?
Where: Kurt & Blaine's apartment
When: Monday night, after Kurt's performance
Rating: NSFW
Blaine very rarely missed one of Kurt's shows. If he wasn't in the audience, he was backstage waiting for it to end. The only time he missed was when he was sick or had important college assignments he had to focus on, but even then, those times were few and far between. Tonight was no exception, and after another crazy fan meet and greet at the stage door, Blaine bundled Kurt into their cab and came home. Some nights, they might hang out with the cast, but that was usually only on weekends. Tonight, Blaine wanted Kurt all to himself.
He had spent the morning hungover and sleeping it off, and when he woke up, he had not found his other half cuddled in bed with him liked he hoped, but alone in bed with more of the bedroom packed up around him and Kurt doing Pilates in the living room. With the wedding coming up in just eight weeks and Kurt's show drawing to an end, Kurt was like the Energizer Bunny. He rarely stopped, and when he did, it was usually crashing out in a deep sleep. That was why Blaine had literally (but gently) tackled him onto the bed when they got in, and now he was knelt between Kurt's legs after managing to wrestle him out of his tight pants. He kissed over Kurt's toned stomach and then trailed some kisses down to his inner thigh...
"I think we should start packing the kitchen up."
Blaine's head shot up and he shot Kurt a look of exasperation. "Babe," he said with a laugh of disbelief. "Stop... I'm trying to make love to you here. Don't make me bitchslap you." He reached up and planted a hand on Kurt's shoulder to give him another nudge back into position relaxed on the pillows. He went back to nuzzling Kurt's bellybutton, humming in appreciation.