“This is so weird. This is so weird,” Kurt gasps, wiggling underneath Blaine. After a few seconds, her voice drops a little lower and she adds, “Harder.”
Blaine laughs, looking up at Kurt with bright, warm eyes. “Well make up your mind. Is it weird or do you like it?”
“Boooth,” Kurt says, dragging the word out when Blaine’s barbell rolls over Kurt’s nipple, making her shiver up into the press of Blaine’s tongue. It is both - the round little bump of the piercing keeps interrupting the soft licks Blaine’s giving Kurt’s nipple, and all the sensation when Blaine fits her lips around the tight little bud and sucks makes heat twist up in her belly, her fingers tangling up in Blaine’s curly hair.
“Have you ever thought about, you know—” Kurt flushes, not quite able to bring herself to say it, but Blaine pulls back immediately, eyes wide and heated.
“Almost every day,” Blaine says in a rush, but she must see the surprise on Kurt’s face because she turns pink and quickly adds, “I mean, I— uh, was that weird?”
Kurt shakes her head, smiling so Blaine will relax and smile back. “Blaine, no. No. It’s really not. We’re- we’re talking about oral sex, right?”
Blaine nods, cheeks still pink, and she drops her chin to rest between Kurt’s breasts, smiling so prettily up at Kurt. “Sometimes going south of your equator is all I think about.”
“Oh my god, Blaine,” Kurt says with a snort, covering her face with her hands while Blaine kisses up between her breasts. She starts to lick, too, and Kurt’s breath hitches when she feels it again - the pleasant little sparks of heat from the way the barbell feels dragging over her skin, cool where Blaine’s tongue is so warm and wet.