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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Kurt_Hummel
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Kurt_Hummel
  Additional Tags:
      Animal_Play, Sexual_Content
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-06-17 Words: 1686
****** Everybody Wants to Be a Cat ******
by likeasouffle
Summary
     Sometimes Kurt wears a tail, and Blaine finds it strangely hot. (My
     first Glee fic ever! Reposting from livejournal.)
     (There is sex between characters who are about 16-17.)
Blaine rang the doorbell, and as he waited on the doorstep, he noted that
Kurt's father's car was conspicuously missing from the driveway. He bit his lip
and smiled a little to himself. Privacy. Fuck yes. He was ostensibly there to
do homework, but it wasn't particularly urgent and he wouldn't be upset if
nothing got done.
Kurt opened the door, smiled bashfully, and leaned in to kiss Blaine sweetly on
the mouth. "Hey."
"Hey." Blaine shifted his book bag on his shoulder and stepped inside as Kurt
held the door for him. "Is everyone out, or..."
"Yep, it's just us." Kurt closed the door and led the way up to his room. "Do
you want a coffee or anything? I could make crackers and cheese..."
Blaine took note of Kurt's outfit as he followed him up the stairs. They'd been
dating for quite a while, at least four months, but he'd never seen this one
before. "No thanks, I'm good for now." Kurt was wearing tight brown pants and a
button-up green shirt with brownish accents. But the thing that really caught
his attention was the tail hanging from Kurt's left belt loop.
The tail was fluffy, shaped like a fox tail, and long, possibly life-sized,
gray with a white tip. The metal clip part made it seem like maybe it was meant
to be some kind of crazy key chain. Blaine had seen some unusual accessories on
Kurt before, but he couldn't help wondering what had inspired Kurt to buy this
one in particular. A tail. Blaine really wanted to reach out and touch it.
Once inside the bedroom, Kurt closed the door behind them, and bent over to
rummage through his backpack. "Should we start with history? Would you be
willing to read over my essay?" He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that
the way he was bent at the waist was really drawing attention to both his ass,
defined and shapely in his tight pants, and the tail hanging at his side.
"You're wearing this wrong," Blaine blurted, and found himself reaching for the
tail.
Kurt stopped what he was doing, startled, and stood, turning to face Blaine.
His eyebrows were raised in confusion.
Blaine stroked the tail. It was so soft. It felt amazing in his hand. He
brought his hand up and unclipped the tail, then started reaching around Kurt
to find the belt loop at the back, in the centre.
"What...? " Kurt was blushing and wide eyed.
Blaine clipped the tail on behind Kurt. "There, now it's a proper tail." But he
couldn't stop stroking it. He brought his hand down over the fur a few more
times, in the process pressing lightly against Kurt's ass and inner thigh.
"Blaine, I -" Kurt was turning redder and breathing a little heavier. "What are
you doing?"
Blaine drew his hand back and looked at Kurt's face. He swallowed, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, I was just, it's so cute. I can just imagine you as a little fox -"
"I'm not a fox, I'm a cat."
Oh. Blaine took a moment to breathe. Could he really mean that in the way
Blaine thought he did? Blaine imagined Kurt on his hands and knees, naked,
wearing nothing but some cat ears and that fluffy tail, imagined it hanging
down between his legs, soft against his balls. In his imagination, belt loops
weren't required to attach it to. Maybe there's a butt plug version of the same
thing. Oh god, Kurt on all fours with a butt plug tail. Blaine's heart sped up
abruptly and his cock twitched. "What, um, what do you mean you're a cat?"
Kurt ducked his head down and frowned. "Nothing, nevermind. We should get to
work."
"No really, tell me." Blaine touched Kurt's cheek and smiled. "It's ok. I like
the idea of you as a cat. I just want to know what you mean."
Kurt took a breath. "I just mean, if I was going to be an animal, I'd be a cat.
A really fluffy one. You know, if I was going to pretend to be an animal. I
think they're gorgeous and graceful, and they act like royalty, expecting to be
waited on. I just think it would be good to be a cat."
Blaine grinned. "I think they're gorgeous too. You're gorgeous. And graceful.
And so fluffy." He reached around to stroke Kurt's tail again, just once, then
smoothed his hands over Kurt's upper arms. "If you were a cat, I would pet you
all over and scratch behind your ears." He kissed Kurt's cheek delightedly.
"You would?" Kurt's voice sounded small and unsure.
"Yeah, and right at the base of your tail, the way cats like." He grinned at
the image.
Kurt took a deep, slow breath, in and out, and seemed to be considering. Then
he slowly, stiffly, sunk to his knees, holding Blaine's gaze the entire way. He
put his hands on the floor and, not seeing any disgust or mocking on his
boyfriend's face, turned to crawl across the room away from Blaine.
Oh fucking christ. Blaine watched the way Kurt's hips rocked during his slow
crawl. The tension in the muscles in his ass and thighs. The way the tail
swayed. Blaine's cock was hard and he couldn't help himself. He got down on the
floor and started touching Kurt wherever he could reach. His back, his legs,
his shoulders, his neck. He petted Kurt's toned, sensuous body, from his neck,
across his subtly arching back, over his backside, feeling the soft, downy tail
in his hand.
Kurt got in close and pressed his face against Blaine's chest. He made a
relaxed, happy sound, like a long sigh, "hmmmm..." as he nuzzled against him
eagerly. Blaine stroked the hair on Kurt's head and the skin behind his ears.
Kurt meowed.
Fuck. He actually, literally meowed. Blaine tilted his hips, wishing for
friction on his hardening cock, as he kept petting and scratching Kurt's body.
Kurt had clearly noticed, and just stared at Blaine's crotch for a moment. Oh
fuck. This is a disaster. This shouldn't be turning him on so much. Kurt's
going to think he's some kind of freak. "Kurt, I, this isn't..."
And then Kurt lowered his head to nuzzle against Blaine's crotch.
"Oh... my god." That felt fucking amazing. Pleasure shot through Blaine and he
bucked up against Kurt's mouth, his cheeks, his chin. He was so turned on. He
stroked along Kurt's back until he reached his tailbone, then dipped his
fingers under the fabric of Kurt's pants to scratch the slightly sensitive spot
right where his tail would start, if he had a real tail. Oh jesus. Kurt opened
his mouth slightly and licked little kitten licks on Blaine's jeans, then
started making a low rumbling sound in the back of his throat. "Oh. Oh fuck."
It wasn't like a real purr, Kurt could only do it on an exhale, so it started
and stopped, but it sent vibrations through Blaine's cock and made him gasp and
jerk. It felt so good, and he didn't want it to stop, but it was making him
crazy and he really wanted to come. He abruptly pushed Kurt off of him, guided
him back onto his hands and knees, and got behind Kurt to grind himself against
his ass. He jerked and rutted up against Kurt like an animal, with his hands on
Kurt's back, and that fluffy tail between them, and Kurt kept meowing, long,
keening, high pitched meows.
Kurt scrabbled at the button on his pants one-handed, and clumsily got it
undone, just as Blaine realized what was happening and how selfish he was
being. Blaine reached around, batted Kurt's hand away, pulled the zipper down
and started jerking him off roughly, even as he kept slamming his hips against
Kurt's ass. Kurt wasn't wearing underwear. Jesus fuck.
Blaine let go, just for a moment, and experimentally lifted the tail up,
between Kurt's legs, to stroke it against Kurt's cock. Kurt stopped meowing and
started moaning, and bucked forward a little at the sensation, so Blaine held
both Kurt's cock and the tail together in one hand, and continued rubbing. The
soft, luxurious fur felt amazing against the hot, smooth skin. Kurt arched his
back and made a sound somewhere between a moan and a meow. He bucked forward
into to Blaine's hand and back against Blaine's aching cock, over and over, and
lowered his shoulders down to the floor, ass in the air. Another high pitched
meow and then he stilled, tense, shuddering, coming all over Blaine's hand and
the furry tail. The sensations and the sound of it were too much. Blaine lost
his rhythm, then he ground hard into Kurt, and again. He gasped, and came hard,
pressing against Kurt's ass. He breathed heavily as Kurt remained still, face
against the carpet.
All of Blaine's skin felt hyper sensitive. He kept breathing deeply as he let
go of Kurt and backed off a little. The tail hung down again between Kurt's
legs, and was now damp in places. Blaine sat back on the floor, and touched the
wet spot on the front of his jeans with his hand. He wondered if it would dry
and look normal by the time he went home.
Kurt kept his front half on the floor as he tilted sideways and lowered the
rest of himself down so he could lie comfortably on the carpet. His chest was
moving as he breathed deeply, coming down from his orgasm. He caught Blaine's
eye and blushed. "Meow?" He said it as a word this time.
Blaine laughed. "Meow."
Kurt opened his mouth to speak, hesitated, then said "Do you think I'm a freak
now?"
"Do you think I'm a freak?"
"Well. Maybe we're both freaks together."
"Fine with me." Blaine grinned. He stroked Kurt's head fondly. "That was really
insanely hot."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I really liked it."
Kurt smiled and nuzzled against Blaine's hand. "Maybe I was right all along."
"About what?"
"Maybe it really is good to be a cat."
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