I wrote this very quickly this morning.
I felt like there needed to be something from Blaine's POV, so here we are.
Also, I doubt I'm going to continue this. In case you were wondering.

Anyway, reviews would be peachy :)

And I still don't own Glee. Seriously. I know, I think it sucks too.


Sexting Part Two

Blaine sat in his last class of the day, glancing every now and again at the clock on the wall. Time was dragging, almost as if it knew he was desperate for the day to end so it was deciding to go extra slowly just to annoy him. His Math teacher was droning on about quadratic equations, but instead of taking notes Blaine was doodling into his notebook. Kurt's name surrounded by hearts, even his name with Kurt's surname – Blaine Hummel had a nice ring to it. It was sort of childish and sickly sweet, and he knew that he'd get nothing but groans and eye-rolls from the rest of the Warblers if they saw, but he didn't care.

Blaine had been dying to get out of school since his little sexting session with Kurt during free period. As he texted all those sexy scenarios he could vividly imagine Kurt's reaction to it all. Sitting in his Spanish class, blushing furiously and squirming in his seat, trying desperately not to show how much he was falling apart. He was most likely wearing something fashionable and form-fitting, so those deliciously tight skinny jeans would never be able to hide the raging hard on that was all Blaine's fault. Blaine smirked to himself as he thought about it.

Suddenly he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He looked around to make sure nobody had noticed – the rest of the class were still taking notes and his Math teacher continued with his monotonous lecture – before looking to see that Kurt had sent him a text.

Are you in a class right now?

Blaine quickly texted back under the table.

Yeah, I'm in Math class. Why?

He sort of knew the answer to that, but he still smirked when he saw Kurt's reply.

Good, because I thought of a way to get back at you for the state you put me in earlier ;)

Blaine looked up to make sure that no one could see him texting. Everyone was too into the lesson, including the teacher. No one was paying him the slightest bit of attention.

Do tell :D

He fidgeted in his seat, excited for what Kurt had in store for him. While he waited for Kurt to text back he quickly changed his phone settings so it wouldn't vibrate or make a sound at all. The last thing he needed was for his phone to get confiscated or something. His stomach fluttered when Kurt finally replied. He had to bite his lip to stop from making a noise as he read.

I haven't stopped thinking about you since earlier... about all the things I plan on doing to you when I get you alone later. You'll be a sweaty, breathless mess once I'm done with you. I'm going to have you falling apart in seconds, but you're not going to be allowed to come until I say so. I'll tease you and torture you for hours until you're just begging me to fuck your brains outs.

Blaine shivered, his breathing getting heavier. For the second time today he could feel his erection pressing against his pants. He cleared his throat and shifted in his chair before texting back.

Sounds wonderful, sweetheart. I'm definitely in need of a good punishing. I've been such a bad boy ;)

He waited impatiently for Kurt's reply, his imagination running riot. In Blaine's mind, his arms were tied above his head with his own Dalton tie, a scarf was around his eyes so he couldn't see a thing, and Kurt's hands and lips and teeth and tongue were all over his body, driving him wild without ever letting him reach his release. He was so caught up in that breathtaking fantasy that he almost didn't notice that Kurt had texted back.

You really have been a bad boy, honey. A very, very bad boy. You've been ever so naughty. You're going to have a do a lot to convince me to forgive you, Blaine.

Blaine bit his knuckle hard so he wouldn't make a sound, and texted back with just one word.

Anything.

Kurt didn't take long to reply, and Blaine had to use a lot of self control not to whimper out loud.

I think you need a good spanking. It's the only way you'll learn your lesson.

It was a miracle that no one had noticed the state he was in. He could feel his face getting hot and he texted back with trembling hands.

Yes. Yes, that's exactly what I need. You need to teach me a lesson.

Blaine's erection was straining against his pants and he was so turned on that he could barely stand it. He looked up at the clock as he waited for Kurt to reply, and his eyes widened when he saw that there was only five minutes until the lesson finished. Five minutes until he had to stand up and make his way to rehearsals and act as if he wasn't horny as hell and had been sexting with his boyfriend for most of the day. Damn it. Kurt finally texted back.

True, but that will have to wait until later at my house. I have to go to Glee Club. You're welcome for the raging hard on I'm sure you have right now, by the way xxx

Blaine tried not to laugh as he willed his erection to go down before the end of class – thinking about dying animals and Kurt making out with that horrid Karofsky guy usually did the trick – and quickly texted back.

You're lucky that I love you so much, sweetheart, because you are so evil.

Kurt replied just as the bell for the end of class rang and Blaine had finally calmed down. He could imagine Kurt's devilishly innocent smile perfectly.

Thanks. I love you too, honey. And you're totally my bitch forever :)


Hope you liked it, Humble Readers.
Throw some reviews my way :)

xxx