[text] Father's Day

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This weekend is Father's Day, isn't it?

Kurt's dad is amazing. He's the type of father everyone wishes they had. He's strong and caring but he won't let you get away with being an idiot either. He really centers everyone around him and guides them into remembering what's really important. He and Kurt have a relationship that really blows me away every time I see them together. They've accomplished something amazing together.



(I'm sorry if talking about him makes you upset, Kurt. We'll do something to celebrate together okay?)



It's weird because I should be missing my own father back home but right now I can't stop thinking about someone a lot of us have lost recently. I feel like I'd give anything if I could just give him a corny tie or printed coffee mug. Even if he really wasn't my dad. He took care of me.

I miss him.


I think it's good to remember people though. If you have your father or father-figure still here with you, let's celebrate him. If yours is back home or has passed away, let's remember him. And for those of you who are dads or dad-like, Happy Father's Day.

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[Blaine sucks on the wound, making the bruise even more noticeable, marking Kurt as his.]

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Hah-- Oh god... [Blaine knows just how to turn Kurt into a pliant blob of jelly, and that's just what happens-- He holds onto Blaine for dear life, his body going limp underneath the other boy's as he pants and whines.]

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[Blaine moves down after Kurt has a nice, wet mark on his neck. The kisses trail their way to Kurt's nipples. Each his bit and sucked, as Blaine continues to mark and claim Kurt's body.]

God, I missed the way you taste.

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I... [He dissolves into incoherent whining for a bit. squirming on the bed.]

I missed you. Wanted you to come home s-so bad...

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Mm. We'll make a new home. [Blaine bites on Kurt's skin once more before moving down again. This time he nips at the angles of Kurt's hips before reaching for the condom and lube.]

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[Kurt just nods. He whines softly in disappointment when Blaine pulls away--but it's only to get their supplies, so he guesses he can wait. His fingers curl around the sheet near his head, holding tight in anticipation.]

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[Blaine rolls the condom on himself and warms the lube on his fingers before moving to spread it over Kurt.] You want it, don't you? [He talks as he gets Kurt ready.]

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[A weak, breathy laugh as he relaxes his muscles.] More than I want air right now.

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Tell me. [Blaine orders as he presses his finger into Kurt.] Tell me what you want.

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[Kurt winces. It's been a while since they've done this.]

Y-you, Blaine... You...

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What do you want me to do?

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[He squirms, covering his face, laughing.] Blaine...

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[Blaine moves his finger, teasing Kurt.]

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[A sharp gasp.] Oh--

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I want to hear you say it.

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I--I want...

[He squirms, gnawing on his lip.]

Please, I just-- I want you on me. I-in me, please.

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[Blaine pushes up to kiss Kurt and moves his hands to bend Kurt's legs up.]

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[Obligingly Kurt hitches his legs up so they're hooked over the crooks of Blaine's arms. He reaches out to drag the tips of his fingers against Blaine's chest, a needy look in his eyes.]

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[Blaine kisses him possessively once more as he lines up their bodies.]

[showbizpanache]

Mm-- Blaine-- Please...

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I like hearing you beg for this. [Blaine says as he kisses Kurt again. This time he pushes into his boyfriend, groaning against him as he does.]

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Because it's been too long... Oh-- [He folds himself around Blaine, his head falling back against the pillows as his mouth falls open.] Too long... Oh, god...

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[Blaine curses under his breath as he pushes into Kurt's tight, warm body. He nips at Kurt's exposed neck as they both get used to this feeling again.]

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[Kurt falls silent, just panting steadily as Blaine begins to thrust. His hand falls to delicately rest on the other boy's bicep, fingers tightening when Blaine's teeth find his neck again.]

Ah--

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[Blaine growls again as his hips start to pick up speed. The sound of it entirely possessive. As he is sure that Kurt can handle it, he starts moving faster and harder.]

I want you to feel me even when I'm gone.