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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Kurt_Hummel
  Additional Tags:
      Boypussy, Boypussy_Kurt, Mpreg, Age_Difference, Sugar_Daddy
  Series:
      Part 8 of Closest_to_Magic
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-07 Words: 1050
****** Closest to Magic - Kurt goes into labor and needs a distraction ******
by heavenorspace
Summary
     Powerful exec Blaine has, at 40 years old, met the love of his life.
     He had first glimpsed Kurt at Hummel Tires and Lube, where Blaine had
     arranged to pick up spare parts from Burt for an old car he was
     rebuilding in his spare time. The teenager had been tapping his foot
     impatiently, waiting for the two men to finish talking cars so that
     his father could take him to lunch. Blaine had smiled winningly and
     offered to take them both out as his treat. Anything to spend some
     time around the fascinating creature with the beautiful eyes and
     mile-long legs. Even if it was directly under the nose of the boy’s
     father.
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"Kurt. Sweetheart." Blaine said patiently. "You’re fussing. What do you want?"
From the comfort of the sofa Blaine was watching his heavily pregnant boyfriend
waddle a hole in the carpet, hands on the small of his back and an angry flush
on his face. He was doing funny little half squats and grunting, trying to make
his water break. They’d had two false alarm starts to the hospital only for the
pains to stop long enough that they had to turn back to the apartment. Much as
Kurt just wanted to give birth already, he wouldn’t stay in a hospital any
longer than he needed to. Even if Blaine’s wealth had secured him his own
private room complete with Kurt’s favorite flowers and a not-vomit-inducing
colour scheme.
He had never looked so beautiful to Blaine before: with his stomach full of
their two babies, breasts full and nipples swollen, and wearing nothing but a
tiny pair of cotton briefs. He looked pink and a little wet all over and if he
wasn’t so concerned about hurting Kurt or their children, Blaine would have
thrown the boy down on all fours and fucked him raw.
Kurt huffed angrily. “I’m just so. Ugh. I’m all hot and my breasts are so full
they hurt but my nipples are too sensitive right now to feed you so the milk is
just leaking everywhere and ruining my shirts and just…”
Kurt fixed a beady eye on Blaine’s lap.
Blaine looked down and then back up at Kurt innocently.
"What? I’m sorry kid, but I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do right
now. So you’re just going to have to put up with me packing heat for you when
you look like this."
Blaine’s cock was straining and throbbing hard against his jeans and he
sincerely hoped the anxiety of Kurt going into labour would calm him down.
Either that or he would need to change into sweats and hope the hospital scrubs
would hide him.
Kurt however seemed to be developing an idea. His tongue was stuck out between
his lips adorably like it always did when he concentrated hard. His eyes were
still fixed on Blaine’s erection.
"Okay. The nurse told me to focus on something once my contractions started and
I can’t even stay focused on Real Housewives, so," Kurt licked his lips and
marched (as much as possible with his belly) over to Blaine with a business-
like look on his face. "Spread those legs and get that thing out, mister."
Blaine’s mouth flapped open and closed a few times before he registered what
Kurt was implying. Kurt made a hurrying motion with his hands and Blaine
scrambled to free his cock from his jeans, sighing with relief as it started to
fill out fully in the open air.
Before Blaine could offer to help, Kurt was wobbling down onto his knees and
shifting into position. Using Blaine’s legs he crawled his hands up to rest
beside Blaine’s hips on the sofa. His huge stomach hung down beautifully and
his full breasts pressed enticingly against Blaine’s thighs.
As soon as he seemed comfortable, Kurt pulled the cock up to his lips and sank
down right to the back of his throat. Blaine let out a strangled noise and
gripped Kurt’s head with both hands. The boy meant more business than his own
pleasure, and at the rate he was going Blaine worried he’d come before Kurt
wanted him to.
"Oh baby, god that feels amazing. So fucking good. Sucking me right down your
throat. Feels even tighter than your ass. Oh shit yeah, use your tongue. My
sweet knocked up boy. Ready to push out the babies I put inside you and you’re
choking on my cock. Jesus Kurt, gonna blow my fucking load into your huge
belly…"
Kurt seemed content to ignore Blaine’s mindless babble, bobbing his head up and
down vigorously and pausing only to work the head of Blaine’s cock past his gag
reflex and down his throat. Focusing on the familiar girth stretching his lips
and the bitter taste of precum filling his mouth. Blaine’s fingers flexing in
his hair, not that it mattered since Kurt’s next stop was a hospital room.
He was so caught up in Blaine’s cock and the way his own pussy clenched
reflexively and his breasts squirted milk where they were smushed up against
Blaine’s legs that the first gush of come shot down his throat before he
expected it. Blaine was shouting above him, holding Kurt’s head in place and
fucking up into his throat with short juddering thrusts. Kurt was used to how
his blowjobs made Blaine so wild, and he patiently kept his throat relaxed as
come flooded inside of him. It was coming so fast that he couldn’t swallow in
time and had to let his mouth fill up instead, feeling it trickle down his
chin.
Suddenly Kurt felt a release of pressure deep inside him and wetness pooling
down his legs. Blaine had gone limp all over so he felt he could gently ease
the softening cock from his throat.
Blaine got quite a sight when he looked down blearily at his boyfriend. Kurt’s
red lips were smeared in thick come as if it were white chocolate, and when he
opened his mouth to smile more of it gushed out of his mouth and down his
throat.
"Get the bags, darling!" Kurt blubbered through the come. "My water just broke!
The kids are on their way!"
Blaine was sure he sprained something with as fast as he flew from the couch
and began grabbing everything they would need. He was running through their
checklist out loud when Kurt interrupted him.
"Uh, Blaine? Little help up? You’re gonna definitely need me at the hospital
when the babies start to come."
Blaine swore at his own stupidity and hustled over to ease Kurt up and into his
special going-to-hospital shift dress.
They were halfway to the door when Kurt stopped them.
"What?? What is it? Is it already happening??" Blaine squawked, frantically
looking from Kurt’s belly to the strange smile on his face.
"No, darling. But you might want to put your dick away before we meet my father
in the emergency room."
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