Klaine One-Shots

School Showers

(literally just angry shower sex)

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By the time Kurt slips into the stall behind him, Blaine has been in the shower for nearly twenty minutes. The football team have all dispersed and the hockey players have only just started practise, they won't be back for an hour at least.

Kurt had checked and double checked to make sure they were alone before he risked slipping in here, sliding his palms over the gorgeous lines of Blaine's shoulders, wet and tan and so so hot to the touch after he's been submerged for so long.

"Blaine." Kurt's voice is quiet under the sound of the water and Blaine flinches at the touch at first before turning his head slightly and looking over his shoulder. His face is dark and drawn and Kurt has a moment of sense memory, of Blaine in the back of his car looking fierce and hurt and confused all at once.

"You shouldn't be here." There's no heat behind the words though and he doesn't pull away when Kurt edges closer, chest pressing against Blaine's broad shoulders.

"We're alone. I checked." Kurt explains, rubbing his cheek against the back of Blaine's neck and pressing kisses there. Blaine is so full of this jittery, angry energy that Kurt isn't quite used to and isn't sure how to soothe. He runs his hands down Blaine's back and over the firm curve of his ass. Blaine drops his head forward again and then stands up straighter, turns under the spray so that they're face to face.

"I'm not sure you want to be around me right now." Blaine sighs, kissing Kurt chastely and stepping forward so the full blast of the water hits his back.

"You're the only person I want to be around." Kurt murmurs, adding a little weight and emphasis to the words, pulling Blaine closer and tucking his face into Kurt's neck. Blaine's arms surround him and tug him tight as Blaine breathes deep, rubbing his face against Kurt's skin. Kurt smoothes his fingers through Blaine's soaked hair and gasps when Blaine's soft and gentle nuzzling turns into a biting kiss against Kurt's neck.

"Say it--" Blaine's voice is a little broken and he bites again, this time sucking at the skin under Kurt's jaw and making Kurt tip his head up.

"Blaine-" Kurt's not sure what exactly Blaine's asking for but he wants to give it. "I love you." He grips Blaine's shoulder, moaning quietly when Blaine pushes forward and rubs his hips up against Kurt's. "You're so beautiful, so handsome, baby."

Blaine whines and grabs at Kurt's ass, hauling him across the stall and shoving him up against the low tile wall between the next shower. Kurt gasps, the tile just a little cold but warming quickly as the spray from the shower rains across them.

Kurt was only half hard with Blaine's rubbing against him but he's feeling the blood pound in his veins as Blaine all but manhandles him. "I want you." Blaine whispers, kissing Kurt hard and grabbing at him, arms and ass and hair and thighs.

"You have me." Kurt says it low, lips pressed to Blaine's skin, nodding as Blaine shoves in closer like somehow he can climb under Kurt's skin if he tries hard enough. "You always have me." He whispers it again, and again, the words becoming a mantra as Blaine kisses all over him and rocks their hips together.

"I want-- Jesus, Kurt. I wanna-" Blaine's fingers dip down Kurt's back and between his cheeks, finger pressing in, wet and soapy and nothing more than a breathless tease. Kurt whines and turns his face away for a second, gasping breath.