"Chokehold" - Kurt/Blaine
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shamelessly_mkpthetimesinbetween:
missbeizy:
Breathplay. Kurt’s neckerchiefs have always served more than one purpose, and Blaine finally figures out what that means.
Warnings: detailed descriptions of choking/breath restriction and subtle BDSM & D/S themes.
Jude: I think maybe bossy!Kurt, as delightful as he is, might need to let go every now and then, don’t you? Maybe he’ll be a little more relaxed now…
Blaine irons while Kurt lays out the strips of fabric on the table beside their bed with careful, even spacing. It’s Friday night, they are both home, and Kurt’s audition is in two days. Everything about his outfit, down to the color and arrangement of his pocket square, has to be perfect.
Blaine has been wonderful this week, canceling plans and coming home early just to help him prepare. They’re in the final stages—down to accent choices and shoe selection, and Kurt is getting twitchy. He’s been off his game for days, nerves and the desire to be flawless making him more awkward than usual. Even with Blaine’s presence, he’s had to resort to Ambien the last two nights, and that’s telling.
The smell of warm fabric and Blaine’s repetitive motions as he irons is soothing, though, and even though Kurt’s pulse is spiking, he’s okay for the moment.
"Alright," Blaine says, bringing over the last of the neckerchief choices. "We’ve got a pastel, a few patterns, and a few solids—"
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so, um sp0ilers for the fic but
when kurt soaks through his pants—and blaine sees—and kurt is so ashamed (?) and uncomfortable—and blaine squeezes his throat—and kurt has to sit down he’s so turned on and out of it—
i die. i just die. that transition from hiding to sharing was so tied up in shame and desperation and also it’s something kurt does/wants to manage his anxiety and also there are hands on throats like literally could this BE more my thing?!?! jesus h. christ.
via:Tumblr http://ift.tt/1qen2RP
missbeizy:
Breathplay. Kurt’s neckerchiefs have always served more than one purpose, and Blaine finally figures out what that means.
Warnings: detailed descriptions of choking/breath restriction and subtle BDSM & D/S themes.
Jude: I think maybe bossy!Kurt, as delightful as he is, might need to let go every now and then, don’t you? Maybe he’ll be a little more relaxed now…
Blaine irons while Kurt lays out the strips of fabric on the table beside their bed with careful, even spacing. It’s Friday night, they are both home, and Kurt’s audition is in two days. Everything about his outfit, down to the color and arrangement of his pocket square, has to be perfect.
Blaine has been wonderful this week, canceling plans and coming home early just to help him prepare. They’re in the final stages—down to accent choices and shoe selection, and Kurt is getting twitchy. He’s been off his game for days, nerves and the desire to be flawless making him more awkward than usual. Even with Blaine’s presence, he’s had to resort to Ambien the last two nights, and that’s telling.
The smell of warm fabric and Blaine’s repetitive motions as he irons is soothing, though, and even though Kurt’s pulse is spiking, he’s okay for the moment.
"Alright," Blaine says, bringing over the last of the neckerchief choices. "We’ve got a pastel, a few patterns, and a few solids—"
Read More
so, um sp0ilers for the fic but
when kurt soaks through his pants—and blaine sees—and kurt is so ashamed (?) and uncomfortable—and blaine squeezes his throat—and kurt has to sit down he’s so turned on and out of it—
i die. i just die. that transition from hiding to sharing was so tied up in shame and desperation and also it’s something kurt does/wants to manage his anxiety and also there are hands on throats like literally could this BE more my thing?!?! jesus h. christ.
via:Tumblr http://ift.tt/1qen2RP
