can you imagine Blaine wearing panties to bed because they feel nice to sleep in and some nights he likes to wear tight, light-colored ones and then work himself up until he’s hard and leaking and straining against the silk or cotton before snapping a photo and sending it to Kurt with like a little winky face under it
and then he pushes the panties down and jerks off so it splatters down his hand and onto his chest and he takes a photo like that with his free hand, angling it so Kurt can see everything from his chest down to the wide spread of his legs, making sure that his hand is still wrapped loosely around his cock
I just really think that Blaine’s a little minx when it comes to sexting and teasing
reblogging because wow I really want Kurt to come on Blaine’s panties now
and then whatever gets on Blaine’s skin he rubs in
And just imagine Kurt coming over to stay with Blaine and they’re snuggling in bed, lights already off and Kurt doesn’t know that Blaine sleeps with the panties on, and he dozes off and starts dreaming about fucking Blaine while he wears a light blue lace thong and Kurt starts moaning in his sleep and Blaine wakes up, startled at the sound, and he realizes Kurt’s asleep but obviously having a very good dream, so he snakes his hand around Kurt’s waist and slides it down past the waist band of Kurt’s boxer briefs and starts pumping him slowly. Kurt moans louder and rocks his hips into Blaine’s fist. Kurt unintentionally grinds himself against Blaine’s crotch and his cock starts getting hard and he pumps faster and Kurt moans louder until he’s turning his body towards Blaine, and while still asleep and dreaming, he parts his lips and groans as Blaine gets him off and he comes all over Blaine’s panties.
Sorry not sorry for that.
or Kurt sleeps over and obviously Blaine’s ready for bed before he is so when he comes out of the bathroom Blaine’s already huddled under the covers, grinning at him and pulling a corner of the covers back as a silent invitation
and Kurt gets in, sliding close to Blaine to kiss him. by this point it’s second-nature for his hands to wander, so immediately after their lips touch his hand is sliding down under the covers to rest against the curve of Blaine’s hip where he’s twisted on his side. but instead of cotton he’s met with warm skin and a quick check under the covers confirms that Blaine’s wearing a tight pair of barely-there panties. his tank top is ridden up, rumpled and exposing the taut skin of his abdomen, the heavy weight of his cock and the growing damp spot where the head strains and presses
Kurt groans and kisses Blaine harder, letting the hand on Blaine’s hip slide back to his ass, squeezing first over the fabric and then under, teasing the tips of his fingers up and down the divide before he’s sliding out and away, moving to the front of Blaine’s panties to cup him, mold his palm around the hot, hard length of his cock. he pulls the band of Blaine’s panties down just enough to free the slick, swollen head of his cock
and then Kurt’s pushing Blaine onto his back and ripping the covers off. he kisses Blaine as he straddles him and pushes down his own underwear, pulling back only to quickly lick his palm before wrapping it around his cock. and once he finally gets close he pulls back, gasping, and lifts himself up onto his knees, scooting back right before he comes in thick spurts, dripping, onto Blaine’s panties and the head of Blaine’s cock
And maybe, Kurt’s not finished with coming all over Blaine, that having his gorgeous boyfriend, hard and beautiful with those panties and rumpled tank top, is already causing his cock to twitch again so he keeps Blaine on his back as he takes himself in his hand again, pumping himself slowly, only teasing Blaine with the sight. Blaine grunts and grabs at Kurt’s hips but he’s swatted away.
Kurt leans over to fiddle around the drawer before he pulls out the familiar bottle of lube and works the liquid over his fingers, heating it up until he’s pressing a finger to the edge of his rim and circling. He moans on top of Blaine as his cock twitches beneath them and Kurt finally rocks back onto his finger, sliding past his taunt ring and working himself over.
and once he’s finally stretched enough he slicks up Blaine with the leftover lube, then maybe a bit more because he’s too impatient to stretch himself properly, and he helps Blaine pull down his panties, letting them fall to the floor as he settles over Blaine’s hips again, holds the base of his cock and sinks down
and his hands are spread broad on Blaine’s chest, the tank top rucked up to just under his armpits, and Blaine’s eyes are so, so wide, blown and shining in that disbelief he is wont to get. Kurt sets the pace, leaning back to brace a hand on Blaine’s thigh, his other teasing his now-fully-hard cock as his thigh muscles begin to burn and his knees begin to chafe and redden
it eventually gets to where he balances himself up on his knees, hands gripped tight to the headboard, as Blaine holds onto his hips and fucks up into him with hard, fast strokes, the bed creaking its protest as they both grunt deep with each jolt, each vibration, and Kurt feels like he’s coming apart from the inside out as he looks down, fingers clenching harder onto the wood and fabric as he sees Blaine, mouth parted and forehead creased, alternating between looking down at where their bodies connect and up at Kurt’s pleasure-slack face
and finally Kurt’s close again, everything going hot and fuzzy, and this time he leans down to kiss Blaine as he comes, whining, and traces the contour of Blaine’s mouth as his come spills onto Blaine’s sweat-slicked skin, sucking on Blaine’s bottom lip until he feels Blaine go still under him, arching up and moaning as his cock pulses deep inside Kurt