Kurt held his hands by his neck, caressing his collar with a happy smile. “Yes sir.”
Blaine cuddled close to Kurt, pulling the covers over their bodies and turned the lamp off. “Goodnight, my sweet boy,” he whispered and closed his eyes.
“I can sleep with the cuffs!” Kurt insisted, clutching his hands to his chest.
“Okay,” Blaine whispered reassuringly. “It’s okay, I just wanted to make sure. Just sleep, okay? Sleep with your Sir.”
Kurt whimpered as the blood rushed back to his sensitive nipples, fidgeting under Blaine. “I want to be a good boy for you.”
“You are a good boy,” he whispered, kissing him gently. “You sure you still want the cuffs? We have a fairly early flight tomorrow and I think we should get some sleep.”
Kurt shuddered happily, kissing Blaine again. “That sounds fantastic. Sir? I don’t want the clamps but may I keep the cuffs on tonight?”
Blaine smiled and gently took the nipple clamps off and put it aside. “You may, Beautiful. Thank you for being a good boy and telling me what you need.”
Kurt smiled, exhausted. “I’m so good. So good. Why aren’t you always doing that to me?”
Blaine smiled back and gently kissed him. “I’m glad you like it so much, but I’m afraid you would get tired of it pretty fast, or become so exhausted you can’t properly serve me. Once a week… one time a week I will use you exactly like this.”
Kurt came in almost no time at all, spilling over himself with a shocked gasp. He hadn’t realized how close he was, but there was no putting it off, no waiting for Blaine to finish.
Blaine chuckled and pulled out of Kurt, taking the gag off immediately. “How are you feeling?” he asked, gently, laying next to Kurt and trailing a soft hand over Kurt’s chest. “Doing okay?”
Kurt begged, neck aching from the continued motion. He had been so good, and so patient.
Blaine smiled and completely collapsed against Kurt, kissing his neck. “You’re right,” he whispered. “You do deserve it, because you’re such a good boy. Come, and if you can’t I’ll help you.”
Kurt sobbed and nodded harder, begging behind the gag.
Blaine hummed and pushed in all the way, coming deep inside of Kurt with no warning. “Do you deserve to come?” he whispered, smirking almost an evil smile.
Kurt hummed, nodding. He didn’t know what else to do, how else to make things good for his Sir. He tugged uselessly at his bound wrists.
Blaine smiled and thrust into him harder and faster, panting as he let his sweaty head rest on Kurt’s shoulder. “Do you want to come, baby?” he whispered right into Kurt’s ear.
Kurt whimpered out an apology, shivering. He wanted to be a good boy. He tried so hard. Rolling his hips a little more, he tried to bring Blaine more pleasure.
Blaine smiled and started to thrust in and out slowly, smiling down at Kurt. “How does that feel, baby? Do I feel good?”
