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Klaine Advent Day 10 – jigsaw
i don’t do this. ever. i get antsy about posting ‘smut’, because i really don’t write it and certainly not well. i write in euphemisms and allusions. i write in pictures and emotions. those words don’t fit with how i write. but anyway. smut. sort of.
7x100. again. maybe an r, for sex, kinda?.
It’s not perfect, the first time. It’s clumsy, and awkward, and embarrassing. Blaine’s skin is beautiful, his body amazing, and Kurt’s hands are reverent everywhere they touch. He wants it to feel like worship, but his ears are flushed pink. He’s never been this deliberately naked with anyone before, and vulnerability hammers in his chest. Blaine’s touch on his shoulders and waist is calming, though. It grounds him.
It’s over almost before it’s begun, in the end, and Kurt blushes down his chest. Blaine’s eyes shine with love, though, and it’s okay. “Love you,” he breathes. Kurt can only nod.
Fills listed in alphabetical order according to author, with word counts where provided, under the cut.
Summary: Kurt gets bossy then sexy in the kitchen. Spoilers for 3.9 (for The Box Scene) (829 words)
A/N: Thanks to wowbright for the beta, and anxioussquirrel for fleeing opinions. ♥♥♥
“Now, the key ingredient to make any batch of cookies the perfect consistency is using more brown sugar than the recipe calls for, and less white.“ Kurt instructs, pointing to the bag on the counter. He looks up at Blaine and smiles. “I know you like them crunchy, but this isn’t some store bought dough we’re using.”
Blaine smirks. “You know, I have made chocolate chip cookies from scratch before, Kurt.”
“I know, and they’re great, but I just wanted to give you a few pointers for next time. So, what you’ll need to do is-”
Blaine furrows his brow and chews his lip as Kurt continues to instruct on the importance of whisking the flour before adding it to the bowl, when he felt like he would burst.
“Um, Kurt,” he interrupts.
“When I um, said that I wanted to make cookies for you every year, I didn’t….um, well.” He gestures at Kurt, who visibly pulls back and flashes his eyes straight at Blaine.
“Didn’t um, well what?” Kurt asks, turning to take out a set of prep cups and placing them on the counter.
Blaine takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. “I didn’t ask the cookie monster to show up.”
(written for the Klaine Advent Challenge)
Words: 1,111 Prompt: Key
Summary: Kurt told him so.
Blaine hopped up and down, rubbing his hands together briskly. “God, please pick up—please pick up.” he muttered into his cell phone.
“Hey, what’s up, you?” Kurt asked.
“I need you to come home now—right now.” Blaine said.
“Whoa, what’s wrong Blaine? Are you okay?”
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