Fic: Behind the Curtain
Anonymous prompted: Klaine having ‘sexy time’ but they HAVE to be quiet no matter what.
Read here or at the AO3
Kurt draws the curtain closed behind himself, hurrying over to the bed to slip back under the sheets, rolling onto his side so he’s facing Blaine.
“So?” Blaine asks hopefully, immediately shuffling closer to Kurt, reaching for him to hug him around the waist, slipping one hand under his thin sleep shirt.
Kurt shakes his head sadly. “They’re both staying in,” he says quietly. “I’m sorry.”
“But -” Blaine frowns. “They said they had plans, they said they’d be out by ten, it’s ten thirty -”
Kurt sighs. “Yeah, that’s not happening anymore. Looks like we’re just going to have a quiet night in.” He pulls Blaine closer, rubbing their noses together softly. “I really am sorry. I told them days ago that you were visiting, and they promised.”
Blaine nods, biting his lip and shrugging a little. “It’s not your fault.”
“Do you want to – we could just watch a movie instead,” Kurt suggests. He hates this. He’d been looking forward to some time with Blaine, especially since it’s been weeks since they’ve last seen each other and now the first night they’re back together, his roommates are on the other side of that stupid curtain that just doesn’t block any noise…
These Pleasant Realms — A Glee Fic
Title: These Pleasant Realms
Word Count: ~3300
Warnings/Kinks: Human/machinery intercourse (fucking machine), badly developed steampunk universe, DP (oral/anal), potential purple prose toward the end, totally unrealistic dildo materials, unbeta’d mess
Summary: Kurt wants to try out his newest invention—and Blaine is willing to be his subject.
A/N: savvymavvy and I were talking and somehow it became about steampunk fucking machines. So…yeah. I…wrote that. Complete PWP, I threw in little things that might trick some people into thinking I put a bunch of thought into it, but I didn’t. Sshhh, don’t tell anyone.
Blaine hurries to Burt’s shop after his final lesson with his tutor. He looks around carefully as he rounds the final corner into the poor sector, just to make sure—his parents would have a fit if they found out he was stepping outside the Inner City, let alone down to the workman’s area of town to an inventor’s shop.
prompt: kittenfer photoshopped the Kurt & Blaine puppets together and, well, one thing led to another… AKA Kurt and Blaine put on a puppet show for their daughter.
(spoilers for 5x07)
"I’m blue," Kurt says, deadpan, after Blaine hands him the Kurt puppet. "Why am I blue?"
“I think you look very handsome as a puppet,” Blaine says with a grin, taking his own puppet from Amelia before she can start chewing on the nose again. He gives her a stuffed bear instead, cooing at her while she drools all over it. “And anyway, who knows why Sam chose blue? He got your hair right, at least.”
"That’s true," Kurt says, smiling warmly while Blaine pretends to nom Amelia’s toes. "My puppet hair looks fantastic."
Make Up For The Things You Lack
klaine banging for the ever-lovely daxterdd (~’3’)~ *:･ﾟ✧
"How soon until we get our own apartment?" Blaine collapsed onto Kurt’s—their—bed with a loud spring squeak and looked up at Kurt, who was still in the process of reassembling a second portable garment rack so that Blaine had somewhere to hang his jackets in their bedroom.
"You literally got here three hours ago," Kurt said, breaking into an uncontrollable grin. He shook his head, but it persisted. "You aren’t even fully unpacked. I know not having closets is kind of a pain, but…"
"It’s not that," Blaine interrupted. "And thank you for committing theft to keep my clothes wrinkle-free, by the way. Very punk rock."
"It’s not as though NYADA was using it; the drama department is going ‘full concept’ this year and won’t even have costumes," Kurt defended himself, flushing. Blaine just grinned at him. "Shut up, or I won’t iron your bow ties for you."
Blaine chuckled and sat up onto his knees. “C’mere,” he said, holding out a hand. Kurt abandoned the chrome rods to join him on the bed; he settled astride Blaine’s thighs, hands on his shoulders, while Blaine’s hands came to rest on his hips. Kurt grinned down at him, feeling deliriously, dopily in love and giddy to finally have Blaine in his bed: not just for a few hours or for a weekend, but for good. There was nothing in the world that could bring him down right then.
Except that Blaine didn’t seem as loopy with the scenario. “Then what?” he asked.
5x06 episode reaction klaine cuddle fluff, maybe but barely pushing pg-13
"Oh my god, stop!" Kurt shrieks, shoving at Blaine’s chest.
It doesn’t do much good. Blaine just shifts his weight so he’s holding himself on his upper body a little more securely and lets his chest rest against Kurt’s to pin him down. This bed is so comfortable and so perfect for fiance tackling. “Why? This is so much fuuuuun…” He draws out the word as it turns muffled, his mouth pressing against Kurt’s neck. “Don’t tell me you didn’t wear this shirt just so I’d do this.”
“Blaine-” Kurt is trying, trying so hard to chastise Blaine, but the way his voice goes breathy doesn’t lend to the authenticity of his irritation. “Think of the clothes, you’re going to wrinkle them!”