the-cimmerians:

This… is just a giant pile of gratuitous CrissColfer porn. Written for this prompt on the GKM, so please be advised: mild kink.

If you are one of those individuals who gets mad at me when I write Chris bottoming, for the luvva god do not read this.

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darrensbubblebutt:

whenidance:

devonwood:

dapperfinch:

Kurt has always been obsessed with Blaine’s hands. Before they started having sex, it was mostly chaste. (Okay, there was the occasional grip on the stick shift that sent his head reeling, but mostly chaste.) He could spent hour tracing lifelines and freckles, sometimes running his thumb along the web between his thumb and index finger. Sometimes he would press their palms together and close his hand just enough so that the tips of his fingers covered Blaine’s own.

Bedroom progression opens the flood gates. Every movement and hitch of breath has Kurt thinking about That Night. And now even Blaine’s hands are enough to make Kurt’s cheeks feel like they’re on fire. He thinks about where they’ve been and how it felt to have someone else touching him there. He thinks of Blaine’s fingertips, better suited for piano rather than guitar. He has never been able to quite let the guitar calluses necessary for guitar playing form. He gets frustrated each time he tries to learn again and the week always ends with Spiderman bandaids and kisses to fingertips.

The thought of bringing Blaine’s hand to his mouth now seems so suggestive. It hadn’t been suggestive before… had it? All of the times he had brushed his lips against Blaine’s knuckles or pressed a kissed to his palm. Maybe Blaine’s thoughts hadn’t been so innocent, even back then.

Kurt can’t say he minds.

yes good

All the hands.

Yes.