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Auditorium Kiss (Taken with instagram)

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When in doubt - Dalton!Klaine

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Recently I had an honour to an art trade with awesome pencilpushingenthusiast *v* She is so charming and endearing, I’m completely fascinated by her! *love* I had an amazing time. We should do it again some time! 

P.S. Happy Valentine’s Day everyone <3

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my commission from luckypressure! it’s perfect and I love it, thank you ;u;

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Fic: Fearlessly … and Forever (2/2) [COMPLETE]

Part II: and Forever

Summary: Sometimes it’s so easy, you don���t even realize what is happening until it has already happened.

A/N: Written for the Original Song rewatch that was this weekend. Writing early Klaine again was so much fun. This is really just a whole lot of fluff. The first part is set before OS, the second part afterwards.

Also available at the AO3

or read part I (Fearlessly) on tumblr

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Date

Just a little early Klaine date drabble.  PG/PG-13-ish.  This was a little experimental for me.

Date

It is a day that you can smell the grass, fresh in the air, clear blue skies kissed with bloated white clouds.  Everything around him feels pure and clean and unspoiled.  It is Saturday, and Blaine isn’t wearing his uniform, just shorts that barely see the light and a faded old t-shirt he’s pretty sure is Cooper’s.  Stretched out on a blanket in a clearing in the woods, staring upwards or closing his eyes and just being, Blaine is perfectly content.  It’s one of those days: nothing could feel better than this.

Except the boy next to him, the delicate contours and burgeoning edges of his face, his smile that’s open, blissful, relaxed, and best of all is just for Blaine.  His eyes that are the color of the sky and the grass mixed together, if you kissed them with dew.  His hand, clammy and soft and large and folded into Blaine’s.

By some miracle he is here, though Kurt refused to dress down.  Blaine thinks he is lucky, that Kurt only agreed to come here today because this thing between them is addictive and new and still has them so, so high with feeling.  He also thinks that now that he’s here, Kurt kind of likes it.

The food is gone and they still have hours in this paradise, and Blaine doesn’t want to move but he really wants to kiss him.  He compromises, rolling, his face smushing into the space between Kurt’s shoulder and his neck.

Kurt giggles, and Blaine wishes he could do it again.  Instead he moves his lips, slow and testing, gentle against the sensitive skin of Kurt’s throat.  The laughter fades and Kurt makes a sound somewhere between a sigh and a whine, and Blaine decides he wants to hear it forever.

He shifts until he feels the jut of Kurt’s hip pressed tight to his; their thighs slide together and intertwine; he rises up on his elbows, and Kurt is the sun shining below.  Blaine falls into his warmth, kissing him and kissing him and kissing him, Kurt’s body beneath him unfurling like the petals of a flower, but solid and steady and real.

Kurt’s tongue tastes of the strawberries they’d shared, slick and sweet and hungry.  Before their first kiss Blaine had expected Kurt to be timid, but he’s not: not about this.  Hearts are pounding and mouths are moving and hands… Kurt’s hands are on his arms, sliding over his biceps, up under his shirt to grasp at his shoulders and crush them closer together.  Hips twitch, wanting to move and take and feel, and Blaine needs to breath and he doesn’t care, doesn’t want anything in this moment but what Kurt’s giving him.

Kurt’s got a shirt on and a vest and probably an undershirt under all of that, but Blaine’s fingers are itching, dancing at his waist.  Blessedly, nothing is tucked.  Blaine thinks of stopping, asking permission.  Instead he kisses down to Kurt’s jaw line, bites, inches his fingertips up up up, and Kurt’s body seems to arch further with each tiny movement.  Blaine’s hand smoothes over the hot, bare skin of his stomach, thumb brushing just under the band of his pants, and Kurt cries out, his head falling back.

“Blaine,” he breathes.  “Blaine!”

Nothing, Blaine knows… nothing could feel better than this.

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Kurt and Blaine- I Keep Waiting

Oh, that sweet, sweet anticipation we all felt from 2x06 to 2x16.

This is a video of mine that I posted a while back. I wanted to share this again, as part of the Original Song Rewatch.

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I just wanted something a little more… emotional.

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Original Song (KLAINE SCENES ONLY)