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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:
      cheerio!Blaine, Skank!Kurt, Kissing, Frotting, Alternate_Universe_-_Canon
  Series:
      Part 19 of Kurt/Blaine_Drabble_Collection
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-11-19 Words: 1011
****** Vlinders ******
by rightonthelimit
Summary
     Cheerio!Blaine making out with Skank!Kurt.
A/N: Please do not repost, recreate or translate.
                                   Vlinders
Being a Cheerio had its pros and cons.
There was no point in denying this because like all good things, this came with
a price and that was namely that freshmen feared Blaine, and teachers instantly
expected the worst of him at the mere sight of his Cheerio uniform. Although
people looked up to Blaine he could feel the distance, which was odd, because
Blaine never even changed from who he initially was after transferring to
MicKinley High.
At times, Blaine felt lonely in his newfound popularity and it was often
overwhelming. Blaine truly was a kind soul, but no one seemed to be willing to
believe that. Fortunately there were a lot of things to cheer him up.
Like his boyfriend.
‘Hmm, baby,’ Kurt hummed, his hands at Blaine’s hips while they slowly rocked
together, Blaine’s cheeks flushed with exertion. Kurt had showed up at Blaine’s
cheer practice and he’d been staring so intently at Blaine while Blaine had
been lifting cheerleaders in the air and doing summersaults, that Blaine hadn’t
been able to resist. As soon as Coach Sylvester let them go Blaine had marched
over to where Kurt was seated on the bleachers to grab his hand, lead him to
the boys’ locker room and kiss him stupid.
Kurt wasn’t really accepted by most of Blaine’s fellow cheerleaders,
considering the fact that he was a member of the Skanks. But Blaine loved his
boyfriend – he loved the pink streaks in Kurt’s perfectly coiffed hair, he
loved the feeling of Kurt’s leather jacket bunched up between his fingers when
Blaine fisted his shoulders at moments like this. Kurt acted like he was tough
but in reality he was the sweetest, most caring person Blaine ever had the
pleasure of meeting. There was something dangerously alluring about the way
Kurt looked like a criminal and the way he carried himself, tall, proud, almost
arrogantly so.
The way Kurt talked to him didn’t hurt either.
‘You’re so eager, Blaine, so gorgeous.’
Normally Blaine would be terrified of kissing Kurt in public but being a
popular cheerleader has made him courageous. It made him more confident and for
as much as his newfound popularity got in the way – it had its perks, too. One
of them being that the football team was very willing to beat up anyone who
touched Blaine. Blaine did look after their girls after all.
Not that Blaine actually took up on those offers, but people didn’t need to
know that.
He gasped when Kurt’s hands slid underneath his shirt, the touch of his fingers
delicious as they dragged over the small of his back. Blaine shifted from where
he was perched on Kurt’s lap, shivering, his lips throbbing from all the
kissing they’d been doing. He couldn’t motivate himself to stop any time soon.
‘You were so good,’ Kurt whispered, his lips nipping over Blaine’s jaw, down to
his neck. Blaine whimpered and tilted his head to the side without second
thought and moaned when Kurt started sucking there. ‘So strong and sexy.’
Yeah. That would definitely leave a mark.
‘Kurt – kiss me,’ Blaine pleaded and he instantly got what he wanted, Kurt’s
mouth hot and persistent on his own. Kurt just oozed a kind of strength, both
mentally and physically, and it was like a breath of fresh air to Blaine. He
had never met someone like Kurt before and even though they haven’t been
together for a long time he had such high expectations for the future. They
were going to last forever. Blaine just knew it.
Blaine instantly opened up for Kurt’s tongue without second thought and he
arched his spine a bit when his boyfriend’s fingers slipped down, settling on
Blaine’s ass. They were both hard, cocks straining against the material of
their pants, arousal making it hard for Blaine to think when Kurt was fucking
up his hips like that.
Kurt squeezed and chuckled at the squeak it caused.
‘Any time, sweetheart,’ he breathed with a smirk. Blaine ran his fingers over
the sides of Kurt’s face and licked his lips. His own lips tasted of the coke
Kurt had been drinking earlier.
Blaine shifted uncomfortably. He was hard and achy and needy, torn between
running off to take a quick shower, or going home with Kurt and continue making
out there and take a shower afterwards. His shirt was sticking to his skin and
Blaine was pretty sure his curls were breaking loose from his gel. He was a
mess.
‘Wanna go home?’ Kurt asked as if reading his mind. Blaine gazed at Kurt’s
slick lips, shifting on the unmistakable bulge that was Kurt’s hard cock. The
hint in Kurt’s question was clear but Blaine was a bit stupid from all this
kissing and being close to his boyfriend. It didn't fully dawn in on him.
‘Yeah, I’d like that,’ Blaine murmured, licking their saliva off his lips and
shivering when Kurt kneaded his ass. ‘Are you coming with me?’
‘Well, yeah. That was kind of the point.’ There was an amused grin playing at
Kurt's lips and Blaine could  feel himself becoming flustered.
‘Oh. You’re right. I was just trying to ask if…’ Blaine trailed off. He wasn’t
as crude as Kurt was – he couldnt just say he was hard and wanted Kurt’s help
to get rid of that.
‘You want me, baby?’ Kurt purred meaningfully.
‘Y-yeah. Please.’
Kurt grinned and bit at Blaine’s neck, eliciting a moan.
‘You’ll have me right where you want me.’ Kurt’s hands tightened on Blaine’s
ass and he rocked them together again, delicious friction making Blaine’s heart
sing, ‘and something tells me that you want me right here, between your pretty
legs.’
Blaine did. Words failed him, however, so all he managed was a weak nod and as
they walked over to Kurt’s car with their hands linked he couldn’t help  but
think to himself that walking around with a hard on was definitely awkward.
Luckily he had Kurt to take care of it.
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