Word Count: ~5000
Warnings: bottom!chris, mild slut-shaming, begging, dirty talk, face fucking
A/N: it took me way too long to pump this out, but i finally finished it and i am beyond excited. title is from mariah carey’s emotions.
The events leading up to this point are a bit hazy. He’s not entirely sure how he got here, particularly, but if he thinks hard enough, he can remember the two of them stumbling into his room, the sun just starting to peak through the bars of the blinds. But before and after that— the drive, the bar before the drive, the two of them stripping down to just their boxers— it’s all missing, blocked out by the numbness in his lips that tells him he’s still at least a little drunk.
Darren’s sleeping on his legs across the width of the bed, mouth wide open and snoring, and he’s got one of his hands draped across Chris’s ankle, fingers dangling there. His cheek is smooshed into Chris’s thigh, shoulders digging into the fleshy part of it. The fuzzy feeling of needing to move starting in the heels of his feet and trailing up his legs makes him antsy, makes him flop his hand across Darren’s chest and say, “Hey,” softly.
Smacking his lips and letting out a vicious yawn without even opening his eyes, Darren wiggles around for a second before grumbling, “Hey,” back at Chris.
Kitty!Kurt, the Anderson’s family pet, goes into heat and Blaine helps him through it. Based off of this post. NC-17.
warning: animal hybrid (Kurt is human with cat features), situational dubcon, and barebacking. Kurt and Blaine are both ~16.
Blaine’s not surprised to see Kurt already sprawled out on his bed when he walks into his room, although it is unusual to see him in just a pair of shorts, all bare-chested with his long legs tangled up in Blaine’s sheets.
"Are you warm?" Blaine asks gently, because Kurt’s been skittish the past couple of days, and Kurt nods, the low rumble of his purr starting up when Blaine strips down to his boxers and slides into bed. He climbs almost fully into Blaine’s lap, nuzzling in a way that’s more affectionate than Blaine’s used to, less guarded and careful. Blaine doesn’t mind, of course - Kurt’s ears are silky to touch and the soothing rumble of Kurt’s purr as Blaine pets through his hair makes him smile, his chest light.
Combined prompts for alittledizzy, who wanted ”accidental orgasms when it comes to early klaine - so that, or maybe first time groping over the pants leads to coming when they hadn’t planned it to go that far” and anon who wanted first time frottage
“We should probably- oh-” Blaine stops, tilts his head back a little to let Kurt suck a kiss in the shallow bowl between his clavicles. His bowtie is abandoned on the pillow — he can feel the triangled edge of one half grazing against his cheek when he turns his head, hoping to encourage Kurt up toward his ear.
“We should-?” Kurt takes the hint, kisses light like the flutter of butterfly wings behind his ear and then, god, he nibbles like he’s testing the waters and it’s fantastic, shivering-good, making his muscles bunch then vibrate with pleasure like a tight wound string just strummed. Making out is the best, even when he’s so turned on he aches deep in his pelvis and his over sensitive cock.
i thought wombats were like a lot smaller. a LOT smaller. are we sure this isn’t a bear
That is the best use of the Butt Thing gif that I have ever seen.