anonymous prompted: the first time blaine rides kurt. and he gets embarassed when his legs get tired so kurt sits up and starts to fuck into him faster and harder and blaine clings to his shoulders as he cries out cause this is so much better cause his cock can rub against his stomach and kurts pounding into his sweet spot over and over again.
(part of the “awkward firsts” ‘verse)
Blaine’s pants are halfway down his legs when Kurt kisses him, slick and dirty, and breathes, “Ride me.”
Blaine’s heart stutters in his chest, and it takes him a moment to regain his bearings. It hasn’t clicked, not yet, what Kurt has said. He lets himself be manhandled, his pants drug off completely as Kurt hefts him up and over, his thighs spread around Kurt’s hips. It’s only once Kurt slides his hand down Blaine’s back, fingers wriggling under the waistband of his briefs to cup his ass and squeeze, that it finally does with a jolt of realization and arousal so strong he’s left thrumming and trembling with it.
“Oh god,” he whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut. “Yes.”