“Kurt, fu-fuck-” Blaine said, voice breaking with a gasped breath.
“Mmm,” Kurt hummed, then slowly, so slowly Blaine felt his eyes roll back with helpless pleasure that was almost too much, pulled off. He looked up at Blaine from his knees, eyes bright with mischief and fun. His smile, wide wet mouth cherry red, was knowing. “Good?” he asked innocently while replacing his mouth with a hand, fondling Blaine’s dick in and up down stroke that was sure and measured.
“Y-yes,” Blaine ground out. He cradled Kurt’s head with one hand, as gently as possible. “But for the love of- oh shit,” Blaine moaned when Kurt started licking gently at his balls, “Kurt. You’re making me crazy.”
“Shhhh.” Kurt whispered against his damp skin, then sucked one of his balls into his mouth where it was all wet-hot and too good. “Don’t rush the artist.”
Against his better reason, Blaine started to laugh, “Blow jobs are art now?”
Kurt smirked, “You tell me.” And then sank as far down his dick as he could, swallowing and swallowing and swallowing him down.
Title: A Little Wine, A Lotta Courage
Word count: 3,900+
Summary: After a night of light drinking, Kurt works up the courage to tell Blaine his biggest secret.
(GKM fill: BP!Kurt has never touched himself, and doesn’t know how. In an attempt to be a helpful friend, Blaine offers to instruct him on how to bring himself to orgasm. He soon realizes he didn’t think this through properly.)
Title: Here I Am, Honey
Word count: 65k
Chapters: 12 + epilogue
Summary: When Blaine Anderson visits Kellerman’s Mountain Home with his family in the summer of 1963, he isn’t expecting anything more than days in the sun and games of croquet, but when he and his cousin Rachel meet the staff dance instructors, his plans get thrown for a loop. Blaine’s family vacation might just end up being the time of his life.