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&lt;p&gt;“I know you will, love.” He said, wrapping his arms around his neck and pressing close, his hair in his eyes, a bit sultry. “You came here all prettied up for me and you know I just wanted you naked. But no, you had to come up here dressed like this.” He said, a bit dangerous, as he slipped a finger under his bowtie and pull it free with a flick. “You already know that I want you and  here you are trying to seduce me.” He said, backing him up even further, and closing his eyes Blaine stroked his cheek, licking his lips. “You’re going to get me.” He said, grinning. No one had &lt;em&gt;had to have him &lt;/em&gt;before. He received the kiss happily and kissed him back, taking the hand that had touched him and interlaced their fingers, backing them up and spinning them quickly, so that Blaine’s back was pressed against a wall.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine let out an &amp;#8220;oof&amp;#8221; against Kurt&amp;#8217;s lips as he hit the wall and a thrill slid up his spine. Oh yeah&amp;#8230;He kissed him, deeply, hand squeezing Kurt&amp;#8217;s. Kurt was going to take control and frankly, that turned Blaine on beyond belief. His dick twitched in his pants as he pressed his body again Kurt&amp;#8217;s, back arched against the wall. &amp;#8220;Mm&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; he whimpered softly before he could stop himself then continued to kiss him, deeply, his lips taking on a desperation.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22649306673</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22649306673</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2012 08:37:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22622237705/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“I know. Thanks…” he said softly. He laughed a bit at Blaine. He was really happy to know someone like him. Someone who wouldn’t judge him because of his past and didn’t think he was insane.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yes. I do…” he breathed. He sucked in a breath. “Fuck…Blaine… You’re so fucking hot.” He pushed Blaine onto the bed and kissed him deeply, letting his tongue slide into the other’s mouth.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He moaned when he pushed onto the bed and immediately kissed him back. He really needed this&amp;#8230;.needed Sebastian to pleasure him until he was out of his own head. His body arched and he rubbed it against Sebastian&amp;#8217;s as his tongue wrestled with Seb&amp;#8217;s. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22629477491</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22629477491</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 22:17:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22619702355/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian shook his head, laughing softly. “Stop that. You look like an idiot,” he said softly. He was pretty thankful for Blaine… He wasn’t sure who else he could talk to anyone else here. Or just anyone… at all. He never had someone to talk to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So. Uh… are we going to have some fun or are we just going to sit here?” asked Sebastian, eyebrows raised at Blaine. He smirked a bit, feeling much more like his old self.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He laughed, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m trying to look like an idiot!&amp;#8221; he said, shoving his shoulder back, playfully. &amp;#8220;Trying to make you laugh&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; His laughing grin melted into a soft smile as he looked up at him. He would be okay&amp;#8230;.Blaine would make sure of it. He&amp;#8217;d protect Sebastian. It would now be his top priority. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Blaine laughed again, &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8230;.have a one track mind when I&amp;#8217;m close to you, don&amp;#8217;t you?&amp;#8221; He leaned in and pressed his lips to his ear. &amp;#8220;Is it because I turn you on?&amp;#8221; he purred then sucked on his ear lobe. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22620252192</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22620252192</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 20:21:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22617795709/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Yeah,” said Sebastian softly. “I’m not always going to be like this, Blaine. I hate being like this…” He shrugged. “I haven’t cried about that… since it happened.” He had kept this side of him locked up because he hated this side of him. He kept himself behind a wall. “No. I’m not,” said Sebastian softly. “But thanks.” He looked at Blaine and leaned in, kissing his lips gently.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He gently smiled against Sebastian&amp;#8217;s lips in return and pressed into it, slightly. &amp;#8220;You are. Why else would I bother spending time with you, hm?&amp;#8221; he teased, poking his side. &amp;#8220;Now give me a little smile. Please?&amp;#8221; Blaine watched him then stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes. A moment later he put his tongue back and puffed out his cheeks, eyes crossing upwards instead then switched into a few more silly faces.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22618970931</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22618970931</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 20:05:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22602309873/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian sighed as he looked down at his lap, not having enough courage to look into Blaine’s big eyes. He licked his lips and wiped his eyes roughly before he looked up at Blaine. “Yeah. I trust you…” he said softly. It took a lot for someone to gain Sebastian’s trust. Maybe it was Blaine’s big puppy-dog eyes that made him seem trustworthy. Seb didn’t know. Nor did he care. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You’re one of the only ones I feel like I can trust,” said Sebastian softly. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He rested his forehead on Sebastian&amp;#8217;s temple and looped his arm around his body. &amp;#8220;Good. I want you to trust me. And I trust you, too. I&amp;#8217;m happy you&amp;#8217;re showing me this side of yourself&amp;#8230;.of course, I don&amp;#8217;t want to see you upset&amp;#8230;but you know what I mean. I know there are so many more layers of yourself than the ones you show daily.&amp;#8221; He pulled his head back to look at him. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re a great guy, you know. You really are.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22602800519</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22602800519</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 16:19:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22576927878/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian shook his head. His parents were never there. They were too busy working. His other friends didn&amp;#8217;t know anything about his personal life because Sebastian was mysterious. He didn&amp;#8217;t share those kinds of things. And with his superior attitude, a lot of people hated him. That attitude was a defense mechanism because he was so scared of people. He didn&amp;#8217;t want them to figure out how broken he was. &amp;#8220;No. I&amp;#8217;ve never had people,&amp;#8221; he said softly. &amp;#8220;just one night stands. Fucks&amp;#8230;that was it.&amp;#8221; He shifted a bit.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh&amp;#8230;well,&amp;#8221; he gently pulled Sebastian into his arms. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m here now, okay? And you can trust me.&amp;#8221; With a tiny smile he reached up, stroking the young man&amp;#8217;s cheeks. No one should go through what Sebastian had&amp;#8230;This had left him damaged and deeply emotionally scarred. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8230;do, don&amp;#8217;t you? Trust me?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22583501766</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22583501766</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 08:06:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22576148463/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around Blaine and began to just… sob. He never cried. Ever. He didn’t cry when it happened. It happened when he was really young… and he had never had a chance to let it out. He gripped Blaine’s shirt and put his face into the crook of Blaine’s neck.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He began to rock him, hand stroking the back of his hair. He almost sighed out an &lt;em&gt;Oh, Seb&lt;/em&gt; but knew it would sound too pitying. So, instead, he began to sing quickly, lending the only other form of comfort he knew. It was an old song; a lullaby their mother used to sing to him - before she left - that always did the trick. His fingers ran through his short locks and his own eyes shut, all of his energy going into soothing the young man in his arms.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22576273770</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22576273770</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 02:50:00 -0400</pubDate><category>ooc</category><category>it's okay!</category></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22574418637/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian walked in, passing Blaine as he did so. He looked at the shorter boy with a closed-lipped smile which was a bit tense. He noticed how curly the other’s hair was, which was interesting cause he had never really seen him without gel entirely. He walked over and sat next to Blaine, keeping his hands to himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m sorry I unloaded things onto you like that. That wasn’t fair of me. I shouldn’t have told you… I’ve been doing fine keeping that to myself.” He sighed, wiping the pricks of tears away from his eyes. He never cried around people. It just… was emotional. He hated being emotional… but he wasn’t exactly heartless. He had feelings. He just didn’t like to feel things other than pleasure, which was why he liked sex so much.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine watched him, &amp;#8220;Sebastian&amp;#8230;.it was plenty fair of you. I care about you and I just want to help. Please let me try.&amp;#8221; When he saw the tears, he quickly enveloped him in a hug. &amp;#8220;You can cry, hon. Go ahead. I won&amp;#8217;t judge you.&amp;#8221; His fingers curled in his shirt and he squeezed him against his body. &amp;#8220;Let it all out. Everything. Cry, sob, scream, yell, hit something&amp;#8230;.anything. Just let it out.&amp;#8221; Everything else running through Blaine&amp;#8217;s head went away and he completely focused on Sebastian instead.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22574669407</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22574669407</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 01:54:42 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm Sorry | Seblaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://seb-fucking-smythe.tumblr.com/post/22573968279/im-sorry-seblaine"&gt;seb-fucking-smythe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Sebastian felt terrible. He didn’t mean to make Blaine all upset. He just had to tell him, however, because if he didn’t, he would continue bad-mouthing Kurt because of his intense anger issues with his assaulter. But he apologized. Now he had to control the urge to kick Kurt in his face. It was kind of weird how much he looked like the guy. Maybe a younger version, but he did. But Kurt wasn’t him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sebastian walked to Blaine’s room and knocked on the door. He sighed, leaning his back against the door until it was opened, and he saw the gorgeous, short, big-eyed boy.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine wiped his eyes, quickly and went to the door, opening it up. &amp;#8220;Hey&amp;#8230;come in&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; he voice was quiet as he stepped aside to allow him in the room. Once Sebastian came in, he closed the door and leaned against it. With a soft sigh, he ran a hand through his hair, the curls loose for once. He&amp;#8217;d been too upset to gel. &amp;#8220;So, uh&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; He crossed to the bed and sat before rubbing the spot beside him, letting Sebastian know he was inviting him to sit beside him. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22574117387</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22574117387</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 01:38:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Reversal of Roles//Blaine&amp;Cooper</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theoneandonlycooperanderson.tumblr.com/post/22373984533/a-reversal-of-roles-blaine-cooper"&gt;theoneandonlycooperanderson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Cooper could feel the way Blaine’s body was straining against the cuffs, wanting to break free. If his brother’s body language wasn’t enough, the (beautiful) moans in his mouth would have been plenty asking enough. “I think I’ve teased you enough.” Cooper breaks the kiss, speaking quietly as he looks into Blaine’s eyes. He’s certain he could get lost in those eyes, filled with want and desire and &lt;em&gt;love. &lt;/em&gt;“Here’s what’s going to happen,” Cooper trails his finger along the younger man’s strong jawline. “I’m going to uncuff you, for now. Then I’m going to turn you around and fuck you until you’re screaming your name.” Reaching up, Cooper undoes each cuff one by one. “Sound like a plan, B?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He whimpered and nodded his head, &amp;#8220;Yes, please,&amp;#8221; he said, voice filled with passion. &amp;#8220;&lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#8230;..&amp;#8221; He lowered each hand as they were released, rubbing his sore wrists before kissing his brother deeply, their bodies pressed together. Once satisfied with the kiss, Blaine pulled back, &amp;#8220;Please turn me around and fuck me,&amp;#8221; he purred, batting his eyelashes. &amp;#8220;Please?&amp;#8221; Oh yeah, he knew exactly how to play it. Exactly how to get what he wanted. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22374403636</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22374403636</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2012 04:32:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Agenda || Kurt &amp; Blaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22334222034/agenda-kurt-blaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Before Kurt could respond, he was naked in front of the other man, down and spread in front of him. He wondered distantly if Cooper had told Blaine that he liked being tossed around, used, that he fantasized about being the plaything of the Anderson boys- but he figured it didn’t matter, because  no matter how he found out, holy shit he was good. “So badly, Blaine.” He said, breathless. “So fucking hard for you, I’m fucking begging.” He said, his voice wrecked, one hand going up to sweep his hair away from his eyes as Blaine grabbed him and held him down, pinning his wrists and grinding against him. He moaned, so  fucking hot for it, and tested him, squirming, trying to get free, and finding himself utterly trapped. “Fuck, you’re strong.” He breathed, looking up at Blaine. “Nothing’s hotter than a man who can hold me down, put me in place…” He said, moaning, thrusting back against him as much as possible. “Fucking hell, Blaine..”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He had taken a chance on giving Kurt a taste of his dominate side and when he saw the reaction it gained, his heart leapt. God, he was a whore for it, wasn&amp;#8217;t it? Perfect. Freakin&amp;#8217; perfect. &amp;#8220;I won&amp;#8217;t let you move, Hummel,&amp;#8221; he growled and nipped at his neck, shoving his hips down to pin Kurt&amp;#8217;s. &amp;#8220;I will certainly put you in your place. I&amp;#8217;m going to fuck you. Hard and fast.&amp;#8221; He suddenly let go of Kurt&amp;#8217;s wrists to shove up his legs, revealing his sweet, tight ass of his. Without hesitating, he leaned down and licked his entrance then began to flick his tongue over it. He&amp;#8217;d never done this before but Sebastian had done it to him and it felt so incredible; it made Blaine eager to try.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22362894106</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22362894106</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 22:45:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Agenda || Kurt &amp; Blaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22302525333/agenda-kurt-blaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kurt ground down, feeling the hard bulge of Blaine’s cock and moving his ass seductively against it. “Blaine, I want your hands on me.” He murmured, hotly, stripping his shirt off and tossing it away, without watching where it landed. “I want your hands and your cock and that damn mouth of yours…” He got back to it, kissing him heatedly and groaning into his mouth, running his hand down his bare chest, circling a nipple with his fingertip, before continuing the path. “Blaine… take me.” He said, breathing heatedly and groaning.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh fuck, I&amp;#8217;m going to take you,&amp;#8221; he promised, moaning out the words. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m going to fuck you so hard, Kurt. Oh god&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; The hot coil of arousal was binding in his stomach and Blaine quickly and a bit roughly pushed Kurt onto the couch so he was laying down before ripping off the young man&amp;#8217;s pants and underwear. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re so fucking hard for me. You want me so badly&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; he groaned, the revelation making him feel so much better. Sometimes - a lot of times - Blaine had low self-esteem but it was moments like this that made him forget that. &amp;#8220;And I want you. I want to fuck you and make you scream my name so loudly the whole building will hear you.&amp;#8221; He yanked off his own pants and underwear then got between his legs, grinding their hard cocks together as he pinned Kurt&amp;#8217;s wrists above his head.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22306942390</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22306942390</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 01:01:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Reversal of Roles//Blaine&amp;Cooper</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theoneandonlycooperanderson.tumblr.com/post/22305268665/a-reversal-of-roles-blaine-cooper"&gt;theoneandonlycooperanderson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Cooper does just that, running the feather slowly across various parts of Blaine’s body, spanning his arms, his chest, his legs. He grins as he runs the feather lightly over Blaine’s erection, watching his brother’s body twitch and react to the touch. “Like that, B?” Cooper whispers against Blaine’s ear. “I promise, you’re going to feel &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;good when I’m done with you.” Placing the feather aside, Cooper cups Blaine’s face in his hands, kissing his brother hungrily. &lt;em&gt;I love you so much. You deserve to feel happy, B. With me or anyone you choose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ah!&amp;#8221; he gasped, softly, body arching. &amp;#8220;Y-yes&amp;#8230;I love it,&amp;#8221; he whimpered. His senses were on overload and he quickly began to kiss him back, pouring everything into it. His lust, his love, his passion&amp;#8230;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;. Instinct made him try to cup Cooper&amp;#8217;s face or grip his hair but the cuffs screamed their presence by keeping his wrists in place. It made him moan, loudly, into Cooper&amp;#8217;s mouth. Bondage always got Blaine. God, it was so ridiculously hot. He whimpered, hoping Cooper read it correctly. He needed more contact. He needed &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22306771937</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22306771937</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 00:57:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Agenda || Kurt &amp; Blaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22240097676/agenda-kurt-blaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kurt breathed in, feeling his moan, enjoying it as it ran all the way through him. He closed his eyes, trying to calm himself as his fingers fisted in the other man’s hair, smiling into his kiss as he agreed. “So badly it hurts, hm?” He asked, gasping and riding the wave of Blaine’s hips. “I’ll make it feel better.” He mumbled, before sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, and then releasing. “Make it so damn nice.” He said, resting his elbows on Blaine’s shoulders as his fingers braided in his hair, and he thrust back against him, though they were both clothed.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He moaned into his mouth, his erection hardening in his pants. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re so sexy,&amp;#8221; he whispered then kissed him, deeply. Blaine&amp;#8217;s nerve ending were on fire and he was dying to get his hands on some naked skin. &amp;#8220;Please,&amp;#8221; he breathed against his lips then pulled back to pull off his own shirt. Blaine glanced down at his naked chest then met Kurt&amp;#8217;s eyes for a moment before lifting his shirt, &amp;#8220;Take it off&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; he urged, licking his lips. He couldn&amp;#8217;t wait anymore.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22293191530</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22293191530</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2012 21:21:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Romance || Klaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22110638111/romance-klaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“You’re such a smooth talker, Blaine.” He said, musing aloud. “Do you talk during sex? Are you going to be this descriptive? Because that’s hot.” He said, licking his bottom lip, inhaling as Blaine leaned into him. “You’ll talk so prettily when you’re begging.” He said, knowing their roles for tonight were already determined. He would top Blaine. He was a switch, definitely, but it made more sense for him to be in charge first when Blaine was so nervous. He hoped that Blaine would give it to him, another night. His breath caught hard as Blaine whispered his last word into his ear, licking him gently. He smirked at Blaine. “I want it all.” He said, grinning. “I want everything for us. I want to take you apart, fuck you, put you back together so you can blow my mind.” He smiled. “We’ll fuck, Blaine.” He said sweetly. “We’ll fuck &lt;em&gt;repeatedly, &lt;/em&gt;try everything, leave no stone unturned, because I’ve been waiting a damn long time for you.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He shivered, &amp;#8220;Mm&amp;#8230;yes, I&amp;#8217;ll do whatever you want me to do, Kurt. Anything for you.&amp;#8221; His voice was breathy with the impending lust building inside of him. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve been waiting for so long, too. I&amp;#8230;I want you so badly, Kurt. I&amp;#8217;ve been dreaming of this for so long. The second I saw you, I knew I had to have you. You&amp;#8217;re so&amp;#8230;innocent yet&amp;#8230;not at all. Does that make sense?&amp;#8221; He reached up and touched his skin, &amp;#8220;Mm, and your skin is so &lt;em&gt;soft&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;#8221; Leaned down, he kissed his lips, not hesitating before deepening it.  His heart started to race and he really hoped he wasn&amp;#8217;t pushing the roles. What if Kurt had wanted to make the first move? Oh well, too late now. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22240010963</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22240010963</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 22:58:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Brotherly Love....and then some || Cooper/Blaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theoneandonlycooperanderson.tumblr.com/post/22112185932/brotherly-love-and-then-some-cooper-blaine"&gt;theoneandonlycooperanderson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Of course I will.” He lifted his hand and placed it against his cheek while a soft smile curved his lips. It didn’t matter what happened in this place or what would happen after it. It wouldn’t matter if Blaine was forced to settle down with someone. Forced to take on a husband. (That’s what was expected of him, right?) Nothing - &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; - would ever feel like this again. No one else would ever be able to make him feel the way Cooper does. Blaine nuzzled the other side of Cooper’s face then snuggled in as close as he could while his body gave a shiver, “Will you pull that blanket over us, please?” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Cooper nods, pulling the quilt he had spread out on his bed over the two of them. Aside from his clothes and a picture of Blaine that he always kept, the quilt was the only thing Cooper had brought from the outside world. Their grandmother and mother had knitted it together, a joint project for when Cooper got his first “real” bed. It was worn and well loved in some places, but it never failed to keep Cooper warm. He tucks the blanket around Blaine before pulling his brother as close as he possibly can. Perhaps if he kept this cocoon around them a little bit longer, the world around them would transform into a place where they could be together without fear of judgment. But for now, they would stay in this place, a safe bubble, able to love one another. Cooper leans forward, kissing Blaine’s forehead lightly. “I love you, B. Sleep tight.” Closing his eyes, Cooper takes in the sound of his brother’s breathing, the light sound easily lulling him to sleep within moments.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine watched him as Cooper fell asleep. How could something so wonderful and perfect be considered wrong? They were perfect for each other. No one else would ever compare to his brother. He was the only one Blaine could see being in a committed relationship with. And yet&amp;#8230;.their love was illegal. He sniffled, sadly at the thought and leaned in, kissing Cooper&amp;#8217;s lips as the man slept. &amp;#8220;I love you so much. More than I can ever explain.&amp;#8221; He rubbed their noses together then snuggled close, slowly falling asleep beside him, their hearts beating in time.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22118959326</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22118959326</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 08:22:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>A Reversal of Roles//Blaine&amp;Cooper</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://theoneandonlycooperanderson.tumblr.com/post/21816870328/a-reversal-of-roles-blaine-cooper"&gt;theoneandonlycooperanderson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine’s broken voice elicits a quiet moan from Cooper. “I can give you me, Blaine. I &lt;em&gt;plan &lt;/em&gt;to give you all of me.” Cooper draws back up, looking into Blaine’s eyes before reaching out to stroke the other man’s cheek. “Such a gorgeous man you’ve become to be, it’s almost hard to believe.” But it wasn’t. Blaine had always been attractive in his own way, and Cooper had thought so for as long as he could remember.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Reaching for the shelf next to Blaine, Cooper retrieves a single, long feather. As much as he loved the idea of smacking at Blaine with a paddle or whipping him into shape—literally—he was feeling more the gentle, teasing type tonight. Skimming the feather over Blaine’s torso, Cooper relishes the way the muscles pulse and ripple under the sensation of the plume. “Since we’re making up for lost time, I think we need to just…take our time tonight. Sound alright to you?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Blaine shivered as his muscles constricted and contracted with each slide of the feather. He uttered a soft sigh; his nerves on end. How a feeling so soft and light could make Blaine feel so good was beyond him but it did&amp;#8230;.so, he would simply accept it and enjoy it. &amp;#8220;Y-yes&amp;#8230;.take our time,&amp;#8221; he whispered in agreement. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22118806917</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22118806917</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 08:16:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Romance || Klaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22109021118/romance-klaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Oh yeah?” He asked, smirking. “What am I like in your dreams?” He asked, cocky. He hummed in pleasure as Blaine kissed his cheek, and took the flowers, putting them in the vase that he had ready on his nightstand. He spun again and walked back to Blaine, swaying. “Thank you.” He said, wrapping his arms around Blaine’s neck and backing him up a bit, for no reason except the knowledge that he could move the boy when he wanted to. “I can’t stop thinking about you.” He said flipping his hair back and looking into his eyes, turned on and charming. He grinned. “About all the things you and I could do together.” He said, ducking his head. “It makes it kind of hard to focus.” He said, taking Blaine in, his feel, touch, smell.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Just like you are in real life. Luscious, enchanting, sexy&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; he let out a shaky breath and watched him walk away and back. His body was amazing. &amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;re welcome.&amp;#8221; He moved backward as Kurt guided him, letting him know he&amp;#8217;d be under his control as long as that was what Kurt want. &amp;#8220;Mm, and what is it you want to do together?&amp;#8221; An eyebrow arched and a smile hinted at his lips. &amp;#8220;Because I have a few ideas. Liiike&amp;#8230;.touching&amp;#8230;.kissing&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; He leaned in and pressed his lips to Kurt&amp;#8217;s ear, &amp;#8220;&lt;em&gt;Fucking&lt;/em&gt;,&amp;#8221; His tongue flicked out and licked the shell of his ear. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22109979979</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22109979979</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 02:00:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Romance || Klaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://quitesimplykurt.tumblr.com/post/22107766247/romance-klaine"&gt;quitesimplykurt&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Kurt had felt like he was on edge. He hadn’t been with Blaine yet, and he was sure he was about to- he had to stop himself from writhing with anticipation. He forced himself to sit still, poised, legs crossed, while he waited for Blaine, thumbing through a magazine- and then, finally, the knock came. He put the magazine down and crossed the room, putting his hand on the doorknob and opening the door. Blaine stood before him- not only with roses, but in a full suit, complete with bowtie. He exhaled, looking Blaine up and down, eyes blown wide. “You… aren’t going to make this easy for me, hmm?” He said matter-of-factly, pulling the other man in by the wrist and closing the door behind him. “I’m pretty sure I dreamed you when I was thirteen.” He said chuckling breathlessly. “Beautiful boy, dressed up, brings me flowers, lets me have him.” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Mm, I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure I&amp;#8217;ve been dreaming of you as well.&amp;#8221; He leaned in and kissed his cheek. &amp;#8220;You look beautiful. These are for you,&amp;#8221; he said in a charming voice, handing him the flowers. His heart pounded in his chest, watching him with close eyes. Each movement of Kurt&amp;#8217;s was fluid, graceful and mesmerizing. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve been thinking of you so much lately. Especially today. Have you been thinking of me?&amp;#8221; he nearly purred. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22108463018</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22108463018</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 01:19:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Romance || Klaine</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Blaine made his way to Kurt&amp;#8217;s room, a bunch of roses - complete with babies breath and greenery - in hand. Once in front of the door, he straightened his black bowtie with his free hand. He decided to dress the part and showed up in a black suit, dapper from head to toe. He took a breath and knocked on the door before licking his lips. Why did Kurt make him so nervous? Blaine was typically a confident guy but something about Kurt threw him for a loop. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22107262379</link><guid>http://blaineatthemckinleycenter.tumblr.com/post/22107262379</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2012 00:52:23 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
