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Kurt hates the expression ‘moans like a whore,’ but he’s not sure there’s a better way to describe the way Blaine is shivering on the bed, groaning and thrashing and pushing his body back into Kurt’s mouth like he can’t get enough. Kurt is loving it, too— the taste of Blaine beneath him, the feel of him squirming and panting, the sheer thrill of making Blaine fall apart and slowly putting him back together again with nothing more than a few presses of his mouth, a few gentle caresses. It’s the first time they’ve done this, but it certainly won’t be the last.

“Shh, baby,” Kurt soothes quietly, breath hot against the globe of Blaine’s ass. He can’t help himself, leans forward for a bit of a nibble, trailing lips and teeth up to the hollow of Blaine’s spine before he slides back down, grips Blaine’s cheeks firmly in his hands and pulls them apart. Blaine is gorgeous, spread open, hole shining with bits of Kurt’s saliva and Kurt thinks I did this and he’s proud.

“C’mon, Kurt, please,” Blaine says, his voice cracking on the end of a whine. He wiggles against Kurt’s hold. “Your mouth—”

Kurt leans in and presses a sweet, chaste kiss to Blaine’s hole. His eyes sparkle. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

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