sharknado has nothing on the pure destructive forces of the bunnado
Why does it have to be so hard for me to get up…?
i’m trying to be secure about myself
sorry about the picture spam that may occur?
because i’m trying to get comfortable with how i look
yes it’s a thing ok don’t judge me i like writing this. rest can be found here. enjoy xo
”It’s a cat thing.”
”It’s a Blaine thing.”
“It’s a cat thing.”
“It’s definitely a Blaine thing.”
“Believe me, it’s a cat thing.”
“It’s a me thing.”
“You’re so self-centered.”
“That’s why you love me.”
“Or why I can’t stand you.”
“I’m pretty sure you can stand me.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Because some things stand when I’m near you.”
Word count: 1000ish.
Rating: NC-17 or R or M, depending on what type of rating we’re talking about. Either way, it’s porny, so um, beware.
Summary: After an eventful evening in the Klaine apartment in New York Blaine discovers bruises on Kurt’s arms and he kind of freaks out. Until he finds out how Kurt got them.
Warning: Um. There’s really no point in it, other than….. sex between two incredibly handsome individuals. There’s mention of slight BDSM if you look closely and if being held down isn’t your thing, you might not want to read this.
A/N: seeing as i just sat down and wrote this and in my excitement over writing for the first time in weeks just wanted to show it to y’all, it’s unbetaed so i’m sorry in advance.
”What’s that?” Blaine asked with big eyes. Kurt turned his head from where he was reading on his laptop. ”What’s what?” He asked with a casual shrug and an eyebrow raise.
”That,” Blaine pointed. “On your arm. Is that- oh my god.” Seeing as his boyfriend was clearly horrified Kurt followed his stare and looked to his own arm.
“Blaine, what are you talking about?” He turned the arm around a few times before noticing the blue colors growing there. “Oh. That.”