Fic: Unable to Resist (1/1)
Title: Unable to Resist
Author: Elora
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. No profit comes from this.
Summary: Not-quite-human Kurt goes into heat, Blaine tries to resist his charms, but can't.
Rating: NC-17
Notes: This is the first “in heat” fic I wrote for the kink meme. Unlike my others, I hadn't fleshed out the Pilgrims yet, so Kurt doesn't have any external Catlike features, just the heat cycles and the self-lubricating asshole, along with catlike behaviors.
**
Blaine was aware of Kurt's unusual parentage. Burt had pulled Blaine aside when Kurt and Blaine had first started dating and warned Blaine that because Kurt's mom had only been half-human (and really, there were catlike ALIENS? Aliens? REALLY?) Blaine still couldn't get his head around it completely, but somehow, the knowledge that Kurt's grandma was from another planet just made Kurt even more attractive.), Kurt had a few...unusual traits. And now that Kurt was a teenager, he was likely to go into season. Burt had glared at his son's boyfriend, and threatened his life three or four times after telling Blaine that to take advantage of Kurt in heat would be like sleeping with a drunk person, and that Blaine had better not give Burt any reason to regret letting Kurt live in the dorms, away from Burt's protective gaze.
So, Blaine was on guard when Kurt started rubbing against him in the common room, with all their friends around. Something Kurt, under normal circumstances, would never do. It was a little weird, knowing that Wes and Jeff and David and Thad were all staring as Kurt nuzzled at Blaine's neck, and rubbed the top of his head against Blaine's cheek. Kurt was almost entirely sitting in Blaine's lap, and was wiggling slightly to rub against Blaine's rapidly hardening cock.
"Hey, Kurt, you seem sleepy," Blaine said. "Why don't I walk you to your room?"
"Okay," Kurt said, purring seductively. "And maybe you could stay awhile?"
"No, I don't think so," Blaine said as the climbed the staircase, "I think you need to take a cold shower and go to bed. You're going into heat, aren't you?"
"Fuck," Kurt said, realizing Blaine was right. "I didn't do anything too slutty did I?"
"You rubbed yourself on me in front of our friends, but that's about it."
"I'm just so horny," Kurt whined.
"Go take a cold shower and go to bed," Blaine said. "Your dad would literally shoot me if we had sex tonight. He flat-out told me that your ability to consent is impaired and it would be like having sex while drunk. Which in Ohio is still legally rape. He said to just let your season pass naturally."
"But Bla-aine," Kurt whined. "I want it. I want you. I need your cock. Please fuck me? Please?"
"No," Blaine said. "Go take a cold shower," Blaine instructed, directing his horny boyfriend to the showers. Blaine needed to go lock himself in the dorms and jack off, because it took every ounce of willpower he had not to jump Kurt right then and there. When there were doors with locks between Kurt and Blaine, Blaine stripped down to his boxes and climbed into bed. His cock was fully hard, the head peeking out through the flap in his underwear. He settled back onto his bed, glad that his roommate, Wes, spent most nights crashing in David's room. He slipped his hand into the flap and grabbed his own length. He stroked himself, slowly, thinking about how wanton and slutty Kurt looked before they parted tonight. He pulled his hand back and licked it, then stroked himself again, pretending it was Kurt's mouth around his cock. He stroked one, two, three times and then he was cumming, as he arched his back. He grabbed a tissue off the nightstand and cleaned himself off, then snuggled into his covers. Blaine didn't know how many days it would take for Kurt's heat to end, but he hoped it wasn't too long.
*
"Here, Blaine, I brought you some lunch," Kurt said, offering Blaine a tray of food.
"Thanks, Kurt," Blaine smiled at his boyfriend. Kurt picked up one of the strawberries and offered held it out to Blaine. Blaine opened his mouth and let Kurt feed him. Kurt moaned as Blaine bit the strawberry, sliding right up next to Blaine on the bench. He put his head on Blaine's shoulder.
"Wanna sneak off to my room for a quick fuck?" Kurt whispered before licking Blaine's earlobe. Blaine shuddered. Hell YES he wanted that. No, Blaine reasoned with himself. Bad idea. Remember the shotgun, remember the shotgun. And the flamethrower.
"Maybe you should take another cold shower?" Blaine suggested.
"Fine," Kurt huffed, "But I'm totally gonna finger myself and pretend it's you." Kurt stood up and stalked out of the room. Only Kurt could look so graceful and cat-like while storming out in a tantrum.
**
Cmon baby, plz fuck me?
Blaine groaned as he read the text message from Kurt. Kurt had been in heat for three days, and Blaine had been resisting the urge to fuck his boyfriend. Everyone had noticed the weird changes in Kurt's behavior, but most of the Warblers were too polite to mention anything. Blaine heard his phone buzz again and checked the display.
I have 4 fingers in my ass. So slik & wet 4 u
Blaine's cock was hard in his pants. One of Blaine's favorite parts of Kurt's alien physiology was the fact that Kurt's ass self-lubricated when he was horny, much like a girl's pussy. After fucking Kurt, Blaine was sure that he never wanted to fuck a normal human. Blaine loved being fucked, yeah, and he often fingered himself or played with toys when masturbating, but Kurt was like a complete other level. Kurt got off on anal sex in ways Blaine hadn't even dreamed. It was like Kurt was made to be fucked, the way he begged for it. Blaine hadn't realized he was rubbing himself while he thought about fucking Kurt, until he was cumming, hard and fast in his pants.
Not tonight, gotta study. <3 you Blaine texted back.
**
Blaine hadn't seen Kurt all day. Kurt had skipped all his classes and mealtimes, and Blaine was getting worried. Kurt hadn't answered his phone either. It had been almost 5 days since Kurt had gone into heat, and Blaine knew the boy was frustrated and embarrassed. Blaine decided to go check on Kurt, and made it to Kurt's dorm room, where he heard crying behind the door. Blaine checked the door and was glad to see it was unlocked. He opened the door and noticed that Kurt's single room stank of sex. Blaine wondered how many times Kurt had masturbated the past few days. Blaine stepped inside and saw his boyfriend curled up in a ball, naked, on the bed, crying.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked. "What's wrong?"
Kurt lifted his head at the sound of his name, and Blaine saw tear tracks all down Kurt's face. God, Kurt was so pretty when he cried.
"You don't love me anymore," Kurt cried. "You don't want me!"
Blaine ran over to the bed, sitting down next to Kurt and reaching out a hand to pet back Kurt's hair.
"Oh God, baby, of course I want you!" Blaine said. "It's been hell pushing you away all week."
"You don't love me anymore," Kurt repeated, wiggling around until his was wrapped around Blaine, his head in Blaine's lap. "Won't give me what I want. Won't give me what I need. Oh God, Blaine, I need it so much! I've been hot and hard and horny for you all week, and you're just ignoring me!" Kurt cried, frustrated. His head was still in Blaine's lap, and he couldn't help but start nuzzling the boy's package with his face. Kurt's hands stroked at Blaine's body, over his clothes, while his nose nuzzled at Blaine's still-clothed cock. At that point Blaine knew his resolve was shot.
"God, Baby, I'm so sorry," Blaine said, running his hands through Kurt's hair. "Go ahead, take what you need, it's okay."
"Really?" Kurt asked, his whole face lighting up in a grin as he lifted his head to look at Blaine.
"Really," Blaine said. Oh, he was going to hell for sure. But his cock was already so hard, he didn't really care anymore.
Kurt's hands fumbled at Blaine's uniform pants, and Blaine pushed Kurt aside gently, and then stripped off his uniform until he was naked, than sat back down again. Kurt quickly pushed Blaine back so that Blaine was lying on his back, and started nuzzling at Blaine's hard cock, giving it tiny licks, and making adorable mewling noises. It was was so fucking hot.
Kurt took Blaine's cock in his mouth, licking carefully, slowly, and Blaine moaned. He couldn't help but thrust into Kurt's mouth. Kurt slackened his jaw and bobbed his head, sucking.
"God, baby, gonna cum!" Blaine warned, and Kurt sucked harder, swallowing down all of Blaine's hot seed as Blaine's hands tangled in Kurt's soft brown hair. Kurt moved against Blaine, when Blaine was finished, and rubbed their bodies together.
"You're still hard?" Blaine said.
"Yeah," Kurt whispered. Kurt snuggled in close to Blaine as Blaine gently stroked Kurt's cock.
Kurt purred in response, letting out occasional wanton, mewling moans as Blaine moved his hand, stroking Kurt off on careful, practiced movements. Blaine could hardly believe how hot and sexy Kurt was like this, moaning like a whore. He was already half-hard again. Finally, Kurt came, hot and hard in Blaine's hand. The sleepy after-effects only lasted a couple of minutes, before Kurt was nuzzling at Blaine again, palming Blaine's cock.
"Are you ready yet?" Kurt asked.
"Are you?"
"Always," Kurt insisted.
"Let me make sure, first," Blaine said, pushing Kurt back onto the bed on his back. Kurt bent his knees and Blaine slid a finger into Kurt's ass, pleased to find it slick and wet. He added a second finger and worked them in and out slowly. Kurt was moaning at every touch, and when Blaine pressed two fingers firmly against Kurt's prostate, Kurt let out a noise that Blaine could only describe as a yowl. He added a third finger, fucking Kurt on them before adding a fourth.
"It's good enough, Blaine, PLEASE FUCK ME!" Kurt begged, and Blaine blushed as he realized most of the dormitory probably heard that. Luckily, it was still early enough that most of the building should be empty. Blaine grabbed a condom from Kurt's nightstand and slid it on. He wasn't an idiot, he knew that Kurt's ability to go into heat meant he could probably get pregnant--alien physiology and all that--and Blaine wasn't ready to be a dad. When his dick was wrapped, Blaine set Kurt's ankles on his shoulders, and pressed his hard cock against Kurt's entrance.
"Yessssssssssss," Kurt hissed. Blaine slid in slowly, until he was buried to the hilt. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Kurt begged.
Who was Blaine to say no? He pulled out most of the way, then plunged back in. He thrust in and out of his moaning, whimpering, purring boyfriend, over and over again.
"Harder! Harder!" Kurt said, and Blaine humored him, slamming in and out of Kurt with all the force he could muster. Kurt met him with every thrust, making the most delicious noises, and Blaine reached out a hand to wrap around Kurt's cock, pumping him in time with his strokes until Kurt came with a shout and clenched his muscles around Blaine's cock. Then Blaine came with a cry, his cock twitching as he filled the condom.
Blaine's cock softened and slid out of Kurt with a soft pop. Blaine gathered his spent boyfriend into his arms and they cuddled on the bed.
"What took you so long?" Kurt asked. "That was amazing."
"Your dad is going to kill me," was all Blaine could think of to say.
"First, never mention my dad while we're naked, ever again," Kurt said. "And second, what he doesn't know won't hurt him. I wanted it, Blaine. I needed it. And I don't regret it, not in the slightest. My hormones are shifting, now that we've had sex, and my heat is fading. So, with a clear head, I promise you. I. Do. Not. Regret. This. Next time, don't make me wait so long, okay?"
"Next time?" Blaine asked, his eyes widening.
"It's a seasonal thing. Happens every three months or so," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. If the sex was going to be this amazing every time, he could wait three months.
*end*
Author: Elora
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. No profit comes from this.
Summary: Not-quite-human Kurt goes into heat, Blaine tries to resist his charms, but can't.
Rating: NC-17
Notes: This is the first “in heat” fic I wrote for the kink meme. Unlike my others, I hadn't fleshed out the Pilgrims yet, so Kurt doesn't have any external Catlike features, just the heat cycles and the self-lubricating asshole, along with catlike behaviors.
**
Blaine was aware of Kurt's unusual parentage. Burt had pulled Blaine aside when Kurt and Blaine had first started dating and warned Blaine that because Kurt's mom had only been half-human (and really, there were catlike ALIENS? Aliens? REALLY?) Blaine still couldn't get his head around it completely, but somehow, the knowledge that Kurt's grandma was from another planet just made Kurt even more attractive.), Kurt had a few...unusual traits. And now that Kurt was a teenager, he was likely to go into season. Burt had glared at his son's boyfriend, and threatened his life three or four times after telling Blaine that to take advantage of Kurt in heat would be like sleeping with a drunk person, and that Blaine had better not give Burt any reason to regret letting Kurt live in the dorms, away from Burt's protective gaze.
So, Blaine was on guard when Kurt started rubbing against him in the common room, with all their friends around. Something Kurt, under normal circumstances, would never do. It was a little weird, knowing that Wes and Jeff and David and Thad were all staring as Kurt nuzzled at Blaine's neck, and rubbed the top of his head against Blaine's cheek. Kurt was almost entirely sitting in Blaine's lap, and was wiggling slightly to rub against Blaine's rapidly hardening cock.
"Hey, Kurt, you seem sleepy," Blaine said. "Why don't I walk you to your room?"
"Okay," Kurt said, purring seductively. "And maybe you could stay awhile?"
"No, I don't think so," Blaine said as the climbed the staircase, "I think you need to take a cold shower and go to bed. You're going into heat, aren't you?"
"Fuck," Kurt said, realizing Blaine was right. "I didn't do anything too slutty did I?"
"You rubbed yourself on me in front of our friends, but that's about it."
"I'm just so horny," Kurt whined.
"Go take a cold shower and go to bed," Blaine said. "Your dad would literally shoot me if we had sex tonight. He flat-out told me that your ability to consent is impaired and it would be like having sex while drunk. Which in Ohio is still legally rape. He said to just let your season pass naturally."
"But Bla-aine," Kurt whined. "I want it. I want you. I need your cock. Please fuck me? Please?"
"No," Blaine said. "Go take a cold shower," Blaine instructed, directing his horny boyfriend to the showers. Blaine needed to go lock himself in the dorms and jack off, because it took every ounce of willpower he had not to jump Kurt right then and there. When there were doors with locks between Kurt and Blaine, Blaine stripped down to his boxes and climbed into bed. His cock was fully hard, the head peeking out through the flap in his underwear. He settled back onto his bed, glad that his roommate, Wes, spent most nights crashing in David's room. He slipped his hand into the flap and grabbed his own length. He stroked himself, slowly, thinking about how wanton and slutty Kurt looked before they parted tonight. He pulled his hand back and licked it, then stroked himself again, pretending it was Kurt's mouth around his cock. He stroked one, two, three times and then he was cumming, as he arched his back. He grabbed a tissue off the nightstand and cleaned himself off, then snuggled into his covers. Blaine didn't know how many days it would take for Kurt's heat to end, but he hoped it wasn't too long.
*
"Here, Blaine, I brought you some lunch," Kurt said, offering Blaine a tray of food.
"Thanks, Kurt," Blaine smiled at his boyfriend. Kurt picked up one of the strawberries and offered held it out to Blaine. Blaine opened his mouth and let Kurt feed him. Kurt moaned as Blaine bit the strawberry, sliding right up next to Blaine on the bench. He put his head on Blaine's shoulder.
"Wanna sneak off to my room for a quick fuck?" Kurt whispered before licking Blaine's earlobe. Blaine shuddered. Hell YES he wanted that. No, Blaine reasoned with himself. Bad idea. Remember the shotgun, remember the shotgun. And the flamethrower.
"Maybe you should take another cold shower?" Blaine suggested.
"Fine," Kurt huffed, "But I'm totally gonna finger myself and pretend it's you." Kurt stood up and stalked out of the room. Only Kurt could look so graceful and cat-like while storming out in a tantrum.
**
Cmon baby, plz fuck me?
Blaine groaned as he read the text message from Kurt. Kurt had been in heat for three days, and Blaine had been resisting the urge to fuck his boyfriend. Everyone had noticed the weird changes in Kurt's behavior, but most of the Warblers were too polite to mention anything. Blaine heard his phone buzz again and checked the display.
I have 4 fingers in my ass. So slik & wet 4 u
Blaine's cock was hard in his pants. One of Blaine's favorite parts of Kurt's alien physiology was the fact that Kurt's ass self-lubricated when he was horny, much like a girl's pussy. After fucking Kurt, Blaine was sure that he never wanted to fuck a normal human. Blaine loved being fucked, yeah, and he often fingered himself or played with toys when masturbating, but Kurt was like a complete other level. Kurt got off on anal sex in ways Blaine hadn't even dreamed. It was like Kurt was made to be fucked, the way he begged for it. Blaine hadn't realized he was rubbing himself while he thought about fucking Kurt, until he was cumming, hard and fast in his pants.
Not tonight, gotta study. <3 you Blaine texted back.
**
Blaine hadn't seen Kurt all day. Kurt had skipped all his classes and mealtimes, and Blaine was getting worried. Kurt hadn't answered his phone either. It had been almost 5 days since Kurt had gone into heat, and Blaine knew the boy was frustrated and embarrassed. Blaine decided to go check on Kurt, and made it to Kurt's dorm room, where he heard crying behind the door. Blaine checked the door and was glad to see it was unlocked. He opened the door and noticed that Kurt's single room stank of sex. Blaine wondered how many times Kurt had masturbated the past few days. Blaine stepped inside and saw his boyfriend curled up in a ball, naked, on the bed, crying.
"Kurt?" Blaine asked. "What's wrong?"
Kurt lifted his head at the sound of his name, and Blaine saw tear tracks all down Kurt's face. God, Kurt was so pretty when he cried.
"You don't love me anymore," Kurt cried. "You don't want me!"
Blaine ran over to the bed, sitting down next to Kurt and reaching out a hand to pet back Kurt's hair.
"Oh God, baby, of course I want you!" Blaine said. "It's been hell pushing you away all week."
"You don't love me anymore," Kurt repeated, wiggling around until his was wrapped around Blaine, his head in Blaine's lap. "Won't give me what I want. Won't give me what I need. Oh God, Blaine, I need it so much! I've been hot and hard and horny for you all week, and you're just ignoring me!" Kurt cried, frustrated. His head was still in Blaine's lap, and he couldn't help but start nuzzling the boy's package with his face. Kurt's hands stroked at Blaine's body, over his clothes, while his nose nuzzled at Blaine's still-clothed cock. At that point Blaine knew his resolve was shot.
"God, Baby, I'm so sorry," Blaine said, running his hands through Kurt's hair. "Go ahead, take what you need, it's okay."
"Really?" Kurt asked, his whole face lighting up in a grin as he lifted his head to look at Blaine.
"Really," Blaine said. Oh, he was going to hell for sure. But his cock was already so hard, he didn't really care anymore.
Kurt's hands fumbled at Blaine's uniform pants, and Blaine pushed Kurt aside gently, and then stripped off his uniform until he was naked, than sat back down again. Kurt quickly pushed Blaine back so that Blaine was lying on his back, and started nuzzling at Blaine's hard cock, giving it tiny licks, and making adorable mewling noises. It was was so fucking hot.
Kurt took Blaine's cock in his mouth, licking carefully, slowly, and Blaine moaned. He couldn't help but thrust into Kurt's mouth. Kurt slackened his jaw and bobbed his head, sucking.
"God, baby, gonna cum!" Blaine warned, and Kurt sucked harder, swallowing down all of Blaine's hot seed as Blaine's hands tangled in Kurt's soft brown hair. Kurt moved against Blaine, when Blaine was finished, and rubbed their bodies together.
"You're still hard?" Blaine said.
"Yeah," Kurt whispered. Kurt snuggled in close to Blaine as Blaine gently stroked Kurt's cock.
Kurt purred in response, letting out occasional wanton, mewling moans as Blaine moved his hand, stroking Kurt off on careful, practiced movements. Blaine could hardly believe how hot and sexy Kurt was like this, moaning like a whore. He was already half-hard again. Finally, Kurt came, hot and hard in Blaine's hand. The sleepy after-effects only lasted a couple of minutes, before Kurt was nuzzling at Blaine again, palming Blaine's cock.
"Are you ready yet?" Kurt asked.
"Are you?"
"Always," Kurt insisted.
"Let me make sure, first," Blaine said, pushing Kurt back onto the bed on his back. Kurt bent his knees and Blaine slid a finger into Kurt's ass, pleased to find it slick and wet. He added a second finger and worked them in and out slowly. Kurt was moaning at every touch, and when Blaine pressed two fingers firmly against Kurt's prostate, Kurt let out a noise that Blaine could only describe as a yowl. He added a third finger, fucking Kurt on them before adding a fourth.
"It's good enough, Blaine, PLEASE FUCK ME!" Kurt begged, and Blaine blushed as he realized most of the dormitory probably heard that. Luckily, it was still early enough that most of the building should be empty. Blaine grabbed a condom from Kurt's nightstand and slid it on. He wasn't an idiot, he knew that Kurt's ability to go into heat meant he could probably get pregnant--alien physiology and all that--and Blaine wasn't ready to be a dad. When his dick was wrapped, Blaine set Kurt's ankles on his shoulders, and pressed his hard cock against Kurt's entrance.
"Yessssssssssss," Kurt hissed. Blaine slid in slowly, until he was buried to the hilt. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Kurt begged.
Who was Blaine to say no? He pulled out most of the way, then plunged back in. He thrust in and out of his moaning, whimpering, purring boyfriend, over and over again.
"Harder! Harder!" Kurt said, and Blaine humored him, slamming in and out of Kurt with all the force he could muster. Kurt met him with every thrust, making the most delicious noises, and Blaine reached out a hand to wrap around Kurt's cock, pumping him in time with his strokes until Kurt came with a shout and clenched his muscles around Blaine's cock. Then Blaine came with a cry, his cock twitching as he filled the condom.
Blaine's cock softened and slid out of Kurt with a soft pop. Blaine gathered his spent boyfriend into his arms and they cuddled on the bed.
"What took you so long?" Kurt asked. "That was amazing."
"Your dad is going to kill me," was all Blaine could think of to say.
"First, never mention my dad while we're naked, ever again," Kurt said. "And second, what he doesn't know won't hurt him. I wanted it, Blaine. I needed it. And I don't regret it, not in the slightest. My hormones are shifting, now that we've had sex, and my heat is fading. So, with a clear head, I promise you. I. Do. Not. Regret. This. Next time, don't make me wait so long, okay?"
"Next time?" Blaine asked, his eyes widening.
"It's a seasonal thing. Happens every three months or so," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled. If the sex was going to be this amazing every time, he could wait three months.
*end*
