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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson
  Additional Tags:
      Masturbation, Quick_Read
  Series:
      Part 11 of Drabble_Shuffle
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-06-13 Words: 605
****** Missing Kurt ******
by notalone91
Summary
     "That's why they invented masturbation."
Blaine was sprawled across his bed, in the same position he’d been for the
better part of a half hour. It had been almost a month since his boyfriend had
left to take in New York, Rachel Berry, Carmen Thibideaux, and NYADA be damned.
Although he was ecstatic that Kurt had decided to pursue his dreams, he
couldn’t help but acknowledge the pang in his chest when the love of hits life
told him that he was going.
The last well had been particularly difficult. He’d been agonizing over going
back to McKinley and, despite his newfound bond with Tina and Burt’s request
that he continue coming for Friday dinners, the thought if a Kurt-less McKinley
didn’t suit well with him. Apparently, hits boyfriend had been having a mildly
similar week, in that at the end of the day, all he really just wanted to be
snuggled up next to Blaine watching shitty TV, not half a continent away
drinking their coffees in separate shops and having their conversation over
Skype.
He was lonely, there was no denying it. So, his mind blinked back to a
conversation he’d had with Kurt nearly a year prior. His own voice echoed in
his head. “That’s why they invented masturbation.”
By now, Blaine was so close, his practiced hand having worked itself in the
same way he’d always done. Still, he couldn’t quite get there. He pumped his
hand feverishly over his length, pleasure coursing through him, precum leaking
from the tip and pooling in the dark hair that trailed down his stomach. His
mind flashed through moments from the past; moments which would have to carry
him through to November when Kurt came home for Thanksgiving break and then
they could finally have each other again.
That first kiss. Breathless in the Warbler’s lounge. His hands traveling and
learning where they felt right with Kurt, something that now came second nature
and if he tried hard enough, he could almost conjure the same familiar
sensations from time and time again feeling Kurt there.
Their first time. Curled together on Blaine’s bed. Trembling and nervous but
still so sure. A new kind of intimacy embellishing itself into their
relationship.
After the slushie incident. How gentle Kurt had been, taking care of him.
Making him soup. Bringing him flowers. Being there for him. How patient he’d
been and, on Valentine’s day, how forcefully he’d taken him by the tie,
dragging him into the bathroom and ravishing him against the counter, to hungry
and desperate for him to even bother to wait until they got to the car.
After the whole Chandler ordeal. The spontaneous rendezvous in a deserted
classroom. Moist skin sticking to the tabletop. Knowing that anyone could walk
in at any time. Their first makeup sex. Add hit add everyone says.
In those final days before Kurt left for New York, how they’d needed each other
anywhere and everywhere. Not always the sex, but just to be together. Closer.
His hand riding down the defined valleys of Kurt’s chest. Sweating. Shaking.
Wanting. Needing. Riding. Thrusting. Crying. Smiling. Together. That’s all.
Kurt. Beautiful, tall, talented amazing Kurt. The way his clear blue eyes have
him away before he even opened his mouth to speak. The way he subconsciously
pushed his hair off of his face in the same elegant manor. The way his soft
hands felt teaching their way down his hips and joining his own to aid him over
and through his orgasm. The way he traced his name along Blaine’s cock with his
tongue, both enticing and claiming him. Blaine was his. And he was Blaine’s.
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