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"Will you stop fidgeting?" Blaine said with a small chuckle as he looked at his husband next to him in the cab.
Kurt pouted a little and then tried and failed to stop his knee from bouncing and his hands from fiddling with his jacket buttons.
"I can't help it..."
"I know, i missed him too, but we're almost home." Blaine said as he placed one of his hands on Kurt's knee, successfully getting it to be still.
Kurt sighed as he sat back impatiently.
They had been away for about a month now. Both of them were actors, famous movie stars in fact. And they had been away to L.A for 4 weeks, shooting a couple of scenes for one of their movies coming up.
Blaine and Kurt had met on the set of a tv show when they were 18 years old, and both relatively new to the hollywood scene. Once their tv show had become popular in main stream television, they had interview upon interview together. Most people were incredibly awed about their dynamic, because they had become such fast friends from their time working together.
But when all the interviews were over and the press weren't interested in promoting their tv show anymore, Blaine and Kurt had still been hanging out together, until one day when they actually kissed and started dating.
Their popularity in the LGBT community took off as well, once their relationship was public, and they had more roles on tv shows and movies, separately for a few years, but then some casting director put them in the same movie as a romantic couple, and because they were together anyway, it made the movie much more intense and romantic.
Much more authentic. So more directors and producers had offered them more roles together, some enemies to friends things, and more often than not, already established boyfriends in shows and movies.
Which was one such movie that they had been finishing up now.
They had been together for 18 years now, and been married for 10. Which was great and the media kind of went explosive over their relationship for a while.
Especially after they had their son.
Silas was made from Blaine's DNA and a surrogate, who was a close friend of theirs, but their little darling boy was all Blaine, through and through. When he was born, Kurt couldn't believe how much he could love another person, it was instantaneous and overwhelming, and he had cried.
Well, he always cried, because Silas was 7 years old now, and so bright, bubbly, so talented and so smart. He was kind and sweet and loved shopping with Kurt. He was the absolute perfect child, and the fact that he looked like the love of his life only cemented the fact for Kurt.
He had two guys in his life that he loved more than anything else.
But they hadn't seen their baby for 4 weeks, and waiting in the back of a cab as they slowly made their way through downtown traffic in New York to their house, was like torture.
"It almost seems like these weeks filming with me have been hell for you." Blaine joked, trying to get his husband to relax a bit. "I know he's your favorite guy, but you could try to hide it better."
"Nobody takes his place in my heart baby, you know that. Not even you." Kurt teased him, before his knee began bouncing again, "i just.....wanna hold him."
"It's the only thing we're going to do for the next few weeks." Blaine cupped Kurt's face in his hands and forced him to look at him. "The movie is officially over, and we'll be with him 24/7. We don't even have to leave our house if we don't want to."
"Good, then i'm locking the world out and being with you both." Kurt said with a light laugh, although the way his fingers were fiddling with his buttons on his jacket, told Blaine that he was still anxious.
"Hey, stop." Blaine let go of his face so he could hold his hands instead. "Our baby has been perfectly taken care of. He's a healthy and happy boy... but if he sees his daddy like this, he's going to worry. Do you want to scare him?"
"Of course not. But this is taking ages, we landed in New York an hour ago, and we're not home yet. It's 9pm, he'll be sleepy." Kurt said and Blaine clasped his face again, kissing him to stop his nervous tirade, and Kurt gave him a pout, blue eyes sparkling a little.
"You know how the traffic is here… but we're closer to home now." Blaine insisted, placing a little kiss on Kurt's forehead. "If he's already asleep when we get there, we'll put him into our bed and sleep with him. How does that sound?"
"Okay." Kurt responded quietly, "i just hope your mother is trying to keep him awake for us."
"You're an awful dad." Blaine told him, even though the loving smile on his face gave him away. "Any parent in the world would expect their kids to go to bed early, and you want ours up past his hour? It would lead to him not wanting to go to sleep all night."
"I don't care about that right now." Kurt sighed as he saw their street corner come into sight, "gosh, i just..." he began to get emotional and Blaine loving stroked the back of his neck.
"Come here." Blaine unbuckled his seatbelt so he could properly wrap his arms around him.
Kurt collapsed as soon as he did, and Blaine could feel his tears on his shirt.
"It's okay… you're about to hug him… it's going to be alright…" Blaine whispered in his ear in a soothing voice.
"4 weeks Blaine, it's been 4 weeks." Kurt said as he sniffled and wiped his face on his sleeve, "what on earth am i going to be like when he goes to college or something?"
"You will have to go with him. You will insist on moving into his dorm with him, and it will lead me to have an affair with the gardener." Blaine replied lightly.
"Don't even joke about that, plus Mr Wilson is too old for you." Kurt said as he smiled a little.
"But you smiled, so I won." Blaine smiled back at him, gently wiping Kurt's cheeks just as the driver parked the car. "And it looks like we're home."
"Finally." Kurt scrambled to get out of the car, quickly running around the back to grab their suitcases, even though the driver was just about to, but he shooed him off with a smile, Blaine giving the driver some money and thanking him as Kurt put both suitcases on the path and ran for the door.
Blaine sighed as he picked up both cases and followed after him quickly. Kurt was already inside the door before Blaine got there, dropping the suitcases into the hallway and rounding the corner to see Kurt hugging their son to his chest.
Even though he was 7 years old and a little bit too big to be picked up like a baby, Kurt still managed it, swinging side to side as he hugged him close.
Blaine's mother came up to him and he gave her a hug.
"Hi Mom." He greeted her with a smile. "Thanks again for taking care of our baby. Did he make it difficult for you?"
"Of course not. He's been a pleasure as always, and he's so helpful. I loved having him with me." She said with a big smile, as they both turned to see Kurt not letting him go yet, even as Silas' hands had now let go of him and were just hanging, the muffled laughter the only way to tell that Silas found it amusing, "looks like Kurt missed him huh?"
"Nah, he's just a very good actor." Blaine chuckled. "I'm going over there and trying to get a piece of my son before Kurt squashes him. Do you want to stay the night? It's late, and the guest room is always ready."
"Oh no, no. Don't worry about me. My car is outside. I'd better go and give you all some time to be together. We saved you and Kurt some dinner from earlier, we made mexican fajitas, they are wrapped up in the fridge." she told him and then kissed his cheek, before walking over to Kurt, "bye Kurt, i'm off now."
Kurt seemed to come out of his trance at that, Silas still giggling at him and he smiled as he let go of him, his son sliding down to the floor and running over to Blaine with a grin.
"Thank you for watching him Anna." Kurt told her as Silas was hugged by Blaine behind them.
"No problem sweetheart." as she hugged him and kissed his cheek too, they heard Silas giggling loudly as Blaine blew raspberries on his cheek.
She gave a last wave to them all as she left, and Kurt sighed before watching Blaine talking quietly to their son.
"My big boy... Grandma Anna just told me you've been very good with her, and I'm so proud of you." Blaine told him, combing his son's curls affectionately. "Daddy's a little sad because he's missed you so much, so I won't be mad if you give him more hugs tonight, okay?"
"Okay papa." Silas said with a big smile, matching Blaine's grin, teeth, hair, eyes and skin colour all the same as his own, like looking into a childhood mirror.
As he let his son go, Silas walked back to Kurt and stood in front of him, Kurt looking down at him for a few seconds, before giving in to his urge to hold him again, picking him up and holding him close.
"I missed you my sweet potato." he said and Silas laughed at him.
"Daddy, were you really sad about not being with me?" he asked in that sweet little voice and Kurt stared over his shoulder at Blaine for a moment as his blue eyes filled with tears.
"Yes pumpkin, whenever you're not with us, i get sad. But i'm happy now."
Blaine walked over to them, wrapping his arms around both his guys.
"Guess what, Sy." He said, and the boy turned his head to look at him. "Daddy and I are going to be with you for the next couple of months, not missing a single day. We can go to the movies, the park, the zoo... wherever you want."
"Really?" he asked with wide eyes and Kurt smiled.
"Really really. We're both going to take you to school, and pick you up again...we'll have adventures and outings and shopping trips together." Kurt said happily, even as Blaine wiped a stray tear off of his cheek.
"Oh!" Silas exclaimed and struggled to get out of their embrace, once they put him down he ran off to the living room and then came back with something in his hands, "grandma took me shopping with her last week and she bought me this."
He said as he put a purple spotted headband on his head, the headband had a pair of glittery purple cat ears on the top and made him look adorable.
"Look at you... you're a beautiful kitten." Blaine scooped him up again, showering his cheeks with kisses. "Maybe if we kiss our kitten enough, he'll meow. What do you think, Kurt?"
"Oh no don't....i'll be a puddle on the floor." he said as he laughed behind his hands over his mouth, "baby, you look so cute!"
Silas grinned widely, and then added little paw hands under his chin and Kurt felt his heart give a jump. Blaine chuckled as Kurt's eyes widened and sparkled.
"Oh my god....Blaine...our little boy is amazing."
"He is... he learned it from you." Blaine answered, handing the boy over to Kurt so he could get his phone out of his pocket and take some pictures. "Oh, I'm definitely going to post this on Instagram." He smiled, looking at the screen.
"yeah, our precious little baby kitten." Kurt said as he kissed his son's cheek, but when Silas let out a tiny 'mew' he looked at Blaine in shock and amazement before hugging him tighter. "Oh Blaine..."
"Told you." Blaine smiled proudly, leaning in to give their little boy another squeeze. "I'm going to heat up the dinner my mom left us in the fridge."
Kurt opened his mouth, but knowing what he was going to say, Blaine was quick to silence him, putting a finger to his lips.
"Yes, I'm sure. Yes, I can handle it myself. Yes, you can stay with our boy in the meantime." He said before turning to Silas. "I'm a little tired, though. I think I need a magic kiss to make it to the kitchen."
"Okay Papa." Silas grinned before reaching out and planting a big kiss on Blaine's cheek. Kurt smiling widely as Blaine's face relaxed a little.
"Oh so much better. I feel stronger now." Blaine assured, still holding his phone in his hand. "It won't take long. I'll post the picture while I do it, I'll tag you." He told Kurt.
"Okay." Kurt moved with Silas back into the living room placing him down on the couch.
"Hey can i try those ears on?" He asked and his little boy took them off and handed them to him with a big smile.
"Sure daddy."
"How do i look? Kurt asked him as he put them on his head, Silas laughed.
"You look like big kitty daddy."
Kurt smiled, and Silas clapped his hands happily.
"Do you think Papa would want to try them too?" The boy asked.
"Yes of course he will, you both can be handsome kitties together. We'll have to go and buy papa a pair too." Kurt told him as he gave him his ears back, Silas putting them down on the small coffee table. "How's school pumpkin?"
"It's going well. I got an A on the last math exam." Silas announced proudly. "That's why Grandma took me shopping, as a reward."
"That's awesome sweet potato, i'm so proud of you." Kurt pulled him in for another hug, "you're such a smart little cookie."
"Miss Lawrence says I could be a scientist when I grow up." Silas answered, laughing when his father hugged him tight again. "But I told her I want to be an actor like my daddies."
"Oh do you?" Kurt asked as he kissed his soft, dark curls on the top of his head.
"What's that?" Blaine asked as he came in with a platter of fajitas, putting them down on the coffee table with a smile.
"Our little boy aced a maths exam at school." Kurt told him with a smile.
"You did what?" Blaine asked with wide eyes, and quickly pulled Silas onto his lap, kissing his hair like Kurt had just done. "Oh god, you're the smartest kid in the world! How can you be so smart and so cute at the same time?"
"Because he's exactly like his papa." Kurt said as he reached for one of the fajitas, smiling because he knew Blaine's eyes had turned to him.
"He's much more cute than me, and as smart as you." Blaine pointed out, though there was a satisfied flush on his cheeks.
"My friend Jenny says that Papa is the most handsome man in the world." Silas commented.
"Well he was in a few magazines," Kurt said with a smile before biting his fajita, humming a little at the flavor, turning his eyes to his son, "Sy, did you help grandma make these, they're very tasty."
"I did." Silas nodded. "Since they're so delicious, can I have another one?"
"You're definitely smart." Blaine laughed before grabbing his own fajita and taking a bite. "But you know your tummy hurts if you eat right before you go to bed."
"It's what you guys are doing." Silas insisted.
"We've been on a long journey home baby, we didn't get to have any dinner, but if papa agrees, maybe you can have half of one?" Kurt said as he looked at Blaine, Silas' eyes turning to his father too.
"Oh, so you're going to team up against me?" Blaine pretended to be offended as he tore off half of his fajita and handed it to his son. "Here you go, little manipulator."
"Thank you papa." Silas grinned widely.
"Eat it in little bites sweet potato." Kurt told him, even through his affectionate tone there was seriousness and their son nodded before taking a tiny bite.
"Good boy." Blaine smiled at the kid, who was still on his lap, before giving Kurt an amused look. "He eats just like you. I had forgotten."
"And it's only been a month, how weird." Kurt said as he finished off his fajita and rubbed his hands off on his jeans, "so, i think we'd better get to bed very soon. Sy, have you had a shower?"
"I have." Silas replied. "But Papa said my tummy will hurt if we go to sleep now. Maybe we should watch TV for a while."
Kurt looked surprised at Blaine, who was shaking his head with a smile.
"Don't you dare say it's my fault." Blaine warned him.
"Sweetheart, it's an hour past your bedtime already." Kurt told the little boy, "i'm going to go and have a shower, papa will have after me, and then we're all going to get into bed together and i'll read you a story. How about it? I'll even do the voices."
"So can I sleep with you two today? In the big bed?" Silas asked excitedly.
"If I tried to convince your daddy otherwise, he'd kick my ass." Blaine responded, looking at Kurt.
"Language." two voices said together and Blaine raised his hands in apology, biting his lip against the laughter that threatened to appear.
"Right then, i'm going to go have a shower, sweet potato can go and have a drink of water and then brush his teeth for me, and we'll get into bed while we wait for papa to shower. Okay?" Kurt asked and when they both nodded at him, he threw a wink at Blaine before he went upstairs.
"Well, how about I take you to the kitchen for water, and then give you a piggyback ride to your bathroom so you can brush your teeth there?" Blaine suggested, and immediately saw his son's face light up.
"Yes! Piggyback ride!" Silas laughed loudly as he got off of Blaine's lap and Blaine took the platter back to the kitchen, his son walking beside him.
Once he had given Silas a cup of water, he waited until he was done, and turned around and bent down so that he could climb on his back.
"Papa," Silas said as his face was quite close to Blaine's ear as Blaine walked him to the stairs, "i missed you and daddy. A lot."
Blaine stood in place, feeling a sudden surge of emotion. His eyes watered, and he simply squeezed his son's legs over his shoulders.
"We missed you more, baby. Every second of every day." He replied with a sigh. "But we're going to make it up to you for all the time apart."
"You don't have to do that, i'm just happy you're home now." came the little whisper as Blaine stopped outside Silas' room, letting him down to the floor.
"But we want to." Blaine told him as he walked into the bathroom after him. "We need quality time with our sweet potato, until you literally get sick of us."
"I don't think that will happen papa." Silas smiled at him sweetly before stepping on his little stool and grabbing his toothbrush.
Blaine watched him brush his teeth with a proud smile. He was 7 years old but so grown up already.
A couple of minutes later, while Silas was rinsing his mouth, Kurt appeared next to them, his hair still damp and wrapped in a fluffy robe.
"Wow... you're not in such a hurry when the one who's going to get into bed with you is me." Blaine whispered in his ear with a teasing tone.
"You've been in bed with me for 4 weeks, it's time i got reacquainted with my other sleeping buddy." Kurt said softly, moving in close to him and kissing Blaine's cheek.
"Fair enough." Blaine responded, giving him another kiss, this time on the lips, before turning to his son. "Kitten, I'm leaving you with daddy. I'll be right back."
"Okay." came his son's reply, and Blaine moved his hand along Kurt's fluffy robe, secretly over his ass and laughing as Kurt batted it away.
He gave him a grin as he went to the bathroom, Kurt's smile wide and happy.
Once Blaine was out of sight, Kurt turned to his little ray of sunshine.
"Ok, let's get a story book, and get into the big bed."
"Yes! Can we pick the zoo one again? I like it when the animals wake up at night, and the voice of the elephant!" Silas said, rushing out of the bathroom and searching through his books on the shelf.
"Sure, but the elephant noises will need to be a bit quieter, it's getting late." Kurt told him with a smile as his son carefully pulled the book from the shelf and then walked back to him.
They both walked down the hall to Kurt and Blaine's bedroom, Silas running and diving onto their massive queen size bed in the middle of the room, as Kurt laughed.
"I love this bed. Can I have one like this when I'm older? I mean, when I'm... 8?" Silas mumbled with his face buried in the mattress.
"8? A bed like this wouldn't fit in your bedroom baby cakes. Maybe when you're a teenager....13." Kurt said semi seriously as he sat on the bed, placing his hand on his son's back.
"13?" Silas wide-eyed him dramatically, and Kurt thought he couldn't look more like Blaine if he tried. "But that's too far away! I can't wait that long."
"Sweet boy, why do you want a bed like this? Me and papa have it because he moves around a lot at night, and if it were any smaller, he'd fall right of the edge with a plop on the floor." Kurt explained lightly and Silas laughed.
"He does that." The boy answered. "And then he holds you tight, like a koala. I need a bed like this to hug my stuffed animals like he hugs you."
"I'll have to talk about it with your papa okay? It's a pretty big decision for us to make." Kurt told him as he moved to settle himself back against the massive headboard, Silas crawling up the bed to sit next to him.
"Okay. But if it can't be, it's okay too." Silas shrugged and handed the book to his dad. "I'll still be able to sleep in this one from time to time, right?"
"Of course baby cakes, but when the door is shut at night time, what do we do?" Kurt asked with a smile.
"Knock and wait." Silas answered him, and Kurt leaned down to kiss his forehead.
"Oh you're so smart."
Blaine moved into the room then with damp curls falling around his head, smiling at his favourite boys sitting in the bed waiting for him.
"Why is he smart now?" He asked, still smiling as he lay down on the other side of his son.
"Because he just is. Right honey bunch?" Kurt asked the little boy in the middle of them and he grinned with a nod.
"Yeah, i remember all the rules." he said happily.
"Of course you do." Blaine kissed his son's cheek and pulled him close. "Have you already chosen a book?"
"Yes, but Daddy will do the elephant noises quietly because it's late." Silas answered, snuggling against Blaine.
"Oh so you picked that one again." Blaine laughed.
"He did." Kurt said as he grabbed the book and brought it up so that they all could read along with him, "are you ready for a Zoogie Boogie story?"
"yes!" Blaine and Silas both yelled a little and then settled together on Blaine's side of the bed as Kurt began the story.
Blaine smiled at Kurt doing all the animal noises and voices, Kurt over exaggerating some of them for Silas' sake, making their son giggle. Once he got to the elephant noises he trumpeted a little with his mouth, Blaine flinching a little at the sound he made.
"Daddy, that was great." Silas said happily, snuggling more against Blaine's chest as he yawned a little.
"Our little man is sleepy." Blaine announced before yawning himself.
"We're all sleepy." Kurt commented as he finished the story, once he was done he looked over to see both of them asleep. He reached over to give both of their cheeks a kiss, before he got up to turn the bedroom light off.
As he settled himself beside his two favourite people, he smiled. There was no place he would rather be than at home now. He was glad they didn't have anything else to do for months.
Xxxxx
The next few days were basically them being together all the time.
They woke up, took Silas to school, picked him up, came back home to help him with his homework, and then did something fun, like watch a movie or play a game before bath time and dinner.
They absolutely loved their routine.
While Silas was at school, it was time for Blaine and Kurt to do everything they couldn't with a 7 year old earthquake running through the house. On this particular morning, Blaine was in the bathroom, going through his facial routine, when he heard Kurt slam his laptop shut, letting out a groan.
Blaine sighed and left the bathroom.
"Let me guess. Did they call you a faggot, or me?" He asked, and Kurt turned to look at him in surprise. "You only close your laptop like that when you've read a hate message."
"Yeah, it wasn't very christian of them i can tell you that. I just don't know why our sexuality matters to some people, like what is the point of calling someone a 'cocksucker'....yeah so what?" Kurt said in a frustrated voice, "sometimes i just want to respond and say 'yeah i like sucking cock, but it gets me closer to heaven than you."
"They only say that because they haven't sucked yours... and they never will." Blaine smirked, taking Kurt's laptop and putting it out of his reach on the dresser. "We should be used to it, it's been like this for years, but there are days when it affects me more too. And for that reason, no more internet for you today, sir."
"I did read a lot of good ones about Sy on instagram though, so it's not all bad." Kurt shrugged as he got up to go to the kitchen to start the coffee machine again.
"Wait…" Blaine grabbed him around the waist before he could leave the room, knowing his intentions. "Are you going to the kitchen? I'm not sure more coffee is what you need. You'll be anxious all day."
"Well what else do you suggest we do then?" Kurt asked with a roll of his eyes, until Blaine's hands moved down to his ass and he looked back into his husband's eyes, "oh like that is it?"
"We haven't done anything since we got back…" Blaine pouted. "I love our sweet potato, but he slept with us this whole week."
"Hmmm. Are you feeling left out my love?" Kurt teased as he leaned closer, lips almost touching his.
"A little." Blaine nodded. "And it seems unfair to me that some people accuse us of sucking cocks when we really aren't."
"We haven't for about 6 weeks now." Kurt replied lightly, humming as his hands ran up Blaine's bare arms, "so...is that what you wanted?"
"No sex for 6 weeks, not even a proper kiss for the last one…" Blaine bit his lip, squeezing Kurt's ass with his hands. "What I want is you."
"You have me honey, take me." Kurt raised an eyebrow at him, as his smile widened.
Blaine kissed him hard, forcing a moan out of him, mouths automatically falling open and tongues battling. God, it had been a while since this fire was ignited.
Blaine ripped Kurt's shirt open unceremoniously before shoving him onto the mattress, and then removed his own as well before falling on top of his husband.
His lips captured Kurt's again, kissing him hungrily and sighing in relief as their bare chests pressed together.
"God i can't believe it's been so long...ugh..." Kurt gasped out as Blaine's mouth moved down his jaw and to his neck, small bites placed along his skin as he worked Kurt's jeans off.
"It's been so, so long..." Blaine repeated Kurt's words with his lips glued to his neck, and couldn't help but chuckle when he finally unzipped Kurt's jeans and his hand slipped inside. "Hello old friend."
"Oh god." Kurt threw his head back as Blaine's hand wrapped around his cock, giving it a sharp tug.
Once they both helped each other get rid of their jeans and boxers, throwing their shirts onto the floor as well, Blaine pushed Kurt back against the mattress and stared down at the sight of him all gloriously naked and hard for him.
"You're the sexiest man I've ever seen..." He murmured, licking his own lips as his eyes fixed on his husband's erection. "And you know what? I wouldn't want to make our haters feel like they're liars…" He said before leaning down and putting his lips around Kurt's cock, taking it whole into his mouth.
"Holy fuck Blaine!!" Kurt grunted as he moved his hips up, pushing his cock deeper into Blaine's mouth, "yes...like that...your mouth is fucking dirty but its fucking good...although they called....ungh...me a cocksucker...not you....oh!...which i found so hilariously inaccurate!" Kurt was explaining around moans and soft gasps.
He reached over into the drawer beside their bed and literally forced Blaine's hand open so that he could put the bottle of lube in it.
"Please Blaine...i want you to fuck me.."
Blaine glanced up at him before pulling Kurt's cock out of his mouth with an obscene sound.
"Already? If you didn't want me to continue, it's because you're close... God, I'm so good." He smirked.
Before Kurt could protest his bragging, Blaine placed the lube on the bed and put his hands on Kurt's hips, turning him around until he was lying on his stomach.
"Get on all fours, babe... this is going to be quick." He asked, and as Kurt did that, he coated his fingers in lube, and as soon as his husband was in position, he pushed one inside him.
"Ha! Cold baby...." Kurt said loudly, moaning at the sensation but also the stinging, "...easy...it's been weeks."
"Damn… I'm sorry…" Blaine apologized, keeping his finger still as he leaned down to shower Kurt's back with kisses. "I'm an animal..."
"It's okay....it's good but..." Kurt clenched himself around Blaine's finger, "....just go slow with the stretching...ungh." Kurt dropped his shoulders to the bed, but keeping his ass up, forcing Blaine to moan and leave little bites on one cheek.
"I should have used my tongue first... I know how much you like that… almost as much as I like your ass…" Blaine muttered, sucking on a small mark on Kurt's cheek as he began to move his finger slowly.
"Ah Blaine...that's good baby."
After a few minutes Blaine added a second finger, Kurt's body a lot more relaxed and thrusting back against him.
"Please let's not wait this long again… cold showers have nothing on you…" Blaine told him between gasps, and when Kurt's hips pushed against his fingers easily, he added a third one.
"Ah!...no never...we're never going this long again..." Kurt moaned out loud and gasped as Blaine's fingers stretched him open, it had been a while since they had done this last, so it was more painful than it used to be, but he pushed through it, concentrating more on the pleasure of it than the discomfort.
Blaine was careful with him though, his husband was gentle with him, even though they were both impatient.
"You're so beautiful…" Blaine left small kisses between Kurt's shoulder blades as his fingers continued to thrust inside him, and he smirked when Kurt gave a yelp, and he knew he had hit his prostate.
He kept hitting it over and over as his mouth kissed and licked his husband's back.
"Blaine..." he whined out loud, and Blaine immediately pulled his fingers away.
Once he had smothered his cock in lube, he settled one of his hands on Kurt's hip, guiding himself to Kurt's entrance with the other.
Kurt moaned and pushed back against him as he felt the tip on his skin.
"Easy… I don't want to hurt you…" Blaine said, clenching his teeth to keep pushing slowly and not as his own body was asking him to.
"ugh...it's going to hurt anyway, whether you're slow or fast....may as well just push it all inside me." Kurt said as he tried to keep his muscles relaxed but every time it stung he would tense up again, on a particularly painful push he dropped his head into the mattress with a groan, "Why did we go so long?" he asked, voice muffled in the sheets below him.
"Because you never want to do it while we're shooting... you say it throws you off focus and takes you out of character..." Blaine replied, and with one more little thrust, he was finally all in.
"Holy shit! Honey....tell me you didn't have dick lengthening surgery while we were in L.A....jeez." Kurt said as he grit his teeth at the feel of his husband's cock inside him, it felt huge this time.
he knew it was because it had been a while, and right now they weren't exactly taking their time, but Blaine had always felt easy enough to take, even when they did it the very first time, but now...
"God, baby...you feel so fucking big right now." Kurt said again as Blaine chuckled a little above him, and he reached back a hand to run it along Blaine's thigh lightly.
"I assure you that my cock is the same as always." Blaine took Kurt's hand on his leg and squeezed it gently. "Do you want us to stop? We can switch if you prefer, I don't mind."
"No, no....i'll get used to it...but god damn baby.." Kurt said as he groaned again and dropped his head into the mattress with a little laugh.
"Anyone who listens to you would think that my dick always seemed small to you until today..." Blaine teased him, one of his hands on Kurt's hip and the other massaging the cheek of his ass, something he knew Kurt loved and hoped would help relax him before moving.
"No...you're just putting words in my mouth now..." Kurt said as Blaine gave a little shallow thrust, forcing a gasp and a humming sound from him, "...you're not small but you just feel porn star big right now....oh god...do that again, slowly."
Blaine repeated the motion, stopping himself from thrusting any harder and eliciting another moan from Kurt.
He would wait what was necessary rather than harm his husband.
"I'd rather put something else in your mouth than words…" He said in a deep voice.
"Too late....ungh...it's in my ass right now." Kurt said as a longer moan came from his throat, he lifted his head up from the mattress and looked over his shoulder at his husband, who was grinning down at him, "you have such a dirty mind..."
"And you love me for it." Blaine answered smugly before pulling himself almost completely out of Kurt and pushing back all the way inside.
"Oh yes...yes i do....fuck.." Kurt moved his chest up off of the bed, on his hands, rocking himself back against Blaine's thrusts.
"You're ready." Blaine stated with a smile, and then he gripped Kurt's hips more firmly and started pushing in and out at a steady pace, not too hard but fast. "Fuck... you're still so tight... I love it..."
"Ah Blaine! Fuck....yes yes fuck me..." Kurt's entire vocabulary was now zeroed in to curse words amongst moans and grunts, as Blaine moved a little faster and harder.
"Ask for more, Kurt…" Blaine growled, letting out his frustration from the last few weeks as he fucked him hard.
He respected and loved his husband above all else, and he would never touch him if Kurt didn't want to, but he just found his 'no sex when we're filming' rule absurd.
He wanted Kurt constantly, and if it were up to him, they wouldn't do anything else during their time alone.
"Fuck! ....Ah! More Blaine....more...harder!" Kurt's body was shaking from head to toe, Blaine could feel the shivers underneath the tight grip he had on his hips, but he obeyed Kurt's wishes, fucking him harder. "Aah! Yes!...yes right there!"
Blaine continued his intense thrusts. The bed was literally hitting the wall with every push, but neither of them could find the strength to care about it.
Blaine felt his lower abdomen on fire and knew his orgasm was imminent, but he didn't want to finish before Kurt did.
"I'm so close, baby…" He gasped, his sweat falling onto Kurt's back and mixing with his on there.
"Me too....oh me too....harder!" Kurt begged and whined, pushing back against him, and Blaine grit his teeth, trying to hold off his orgasm as he forced his hips to thrust faster and harder, skin slapping against Kurt's, "...yes...yes....Blaine i'm....i'm-Aaaah!"
Blaine didn't even have time to touch Kurt's cock before his husband came, his entire body shaking, and as Kurt's muscles tightened around him, Blaine let go too and came inside him with an wild growl that sounded like Kurt's name.
"Oh fuck....oh fuck..." Kurt was gasping as Blaine released inside him, before quickly pulling away from him and turning over, laying on his back with his arms open, an invitation that Blaine took, collapsing on top of him, "You're so hot...and that was wild..."
"I don't think we've done it like this since we were 18." Blaine murmured, his breath still ragged from the effort. "But we'll take longer to recover than back then... I'm going to have sore muscles, and you a sore ass for sure."
"Yes definitely...might have over done it a little, my ass already feels swollen." Kurt said with a small breathy laugh.
Blaine huffed out a little laugh, moving one of his hands down to Kurt's still open legs and reaching a finger underneath him to rub over his hole, Kurt gasped and pulled his hand away.
"Don't.."
"What? I wasn't going to push it in!" Blaine chuckled. "I don't want to make you horny again, I wouldn't have the strength to deal with it."
"Me neither, but i know you, i know you like feeling your handiwork." Kurt said with a small smirk.
Blaine grinned back at him as he leaned up on his elbow, Kurt just raising an eyebrow at him as he leaned down to kiss him. Kurt's lips opened immediately for him as they always did, but Blaine didn't involve his tongue, he was quite happy with just moving their lips over and around each other's.
"Is it wrong that I like being the only one who cums inside you?" Blaine whispered against Kurt's mouth. "It's lucky that you married me despite my dirty mind and dirty tastes..."
Kurt's smirk widened a little, lips kissing Blaine's again for a few seconds.
"You're completely filthy sometimes, but i love you." he whispered back when he pulled away.
"I love you too, but I think I'm not going to accept any more movies with you, for the sake of our sex life." Blaine stated, moving his face to nuzzle Kurt's chest. "Or better yet... why don't we retire and just do this?"
"Retire at 36 and just have sex all day?" Kurt asked teasingly, "sounds interesting but you know our money wouldn't last that long."
"Always ruining the fun." Blaine rested his chin on Kurt's chest and looked at him, giving him a pout. "Don't you feel sorry for me? I'm a poor man in love demanding attention... or at least your tongue in my mouth more often. This week we looked like cloistered monks."
"Well we have months now to make up for that...you'd make a cute monk. Probably too cute actually." Kurt teased as he ran his fingers through Blaine's curly hair and then down the side of his cheek.
"Frocks aren't my thing. And if you were wearing one, I'd want to get you undressed all the time." Blaine laughed, turning his head to gently nibble Kurt's finger. "Do you think we could do it again tonight?" he asked as Kurt's finger rested on his bottom lip.
Kurt's eyebrow flicked up as his finger disappeared into Blaine's mouth, their gazes locking for a few seconds as Blaine's tongue moved over the tip of his finger lightly.
Kurt pulled his finger free and gave Blaine a small smirk.
"Kicking Sy out of our bed already are you?"
"He has to go back to his bed at some point, and you know that." Blaine pointed out. "We can read him a story here, give him a piggyback ride to his room, to which he won't say no, and then we come back here and you tell me another story."
"Hmm...i'm guessing that story won't be zoogie boogie fever?" Kurt said with a light laugh.
"No... but you will also make sounds in this one." Blaine wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "Is that a yes?"
Kurt leaned into him, until their noses were almost touching, widened smile on his face, and a mischievous glint in his eye.
"It's a 'fuck yeah' baby."
"I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you." Blaine repeated, placing small kisses on Kurt's lips in between. "We should take a shower and change the sheets before we go pick up the pumpkin. Could you rub my back?"
"Hm, i'll rub something." Kurt mumbled as they got up from the messy bed, Blaine grinning at him as they walked quickly into their bathroom.