#dom blaine/sub kurt

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I'm desperate to find this fic where Blaine was a Dom and he started a new relationship with Kurt who is not in the scene, so he introduced him to being a sub. He would put him in time out and Kurt would be angry/confused and then he would understand. So it explores the dynamics of Kurt slowly understanding how to be a sub. Anyone know it? T.T

Hello - I'm not aware of the fic - but here is the dom!Blaine tab. Could it be one of these? If not, hopefully someone can recommend. ~Jen

Keep My Heart Captive, Set Me Free by keep my heart active / The Queen of Rose

D/s AU - Kurt Hummel had always dreamed of a fairy-tale bond, a perfect, kind and caring Dom. Blaine Anderson had always dreamed of someone who stands out from the boring crowd, someone real, and pure. When their worlds collide, will either of them get what they had dreamed of?

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Just one look by @gleefulpoppet

Kurt Hummel is working toward his Master of Arts degree in art and design with an emphasis on teaching, excited to start a new phase of his life. That is until Doctor of Arts professor Blaine Anderson looks at him, and he feels something deep inside rising to the surface, begging to be acknowledged. Something he’s not entirely sure he wants to know is there. — This is a Dom/sub story with Dom!Blaine and sub!Kurt. It explores the emotional side of this type of relationship more than the physical (although, it’s there!). Please make sure you read the tags. This has an age gap and a student-teacher relationship (Spoiler alert! Nothing really happens while Blaine is his teacher except a profusion of delicious mutual pining for each other).

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[daisyishedwig]

The Things I've Always Known - Klaine December Fanworks Challenge Day 6: Inscribe

A/N: This can be read as a standalone, but I /highly/ recommend you read at least the first fic in the Icy Love series entitled The Things I Should Have Told You to make this more meaningful. It is also loosely inspired by @esilher and @mynonah's collaboration for today's prompt, but very different as well.

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I am so glad that I managed to actually catch up this year instead of always being a few days behind. I'm feeling confident that I just might be able to actually write something for every single day (ignore the fact that I cheated and combined two words into one fic already, I'm not gonna do it again, I swear).

“I know neither of us are brides, but there’s still gotta be some kind of bad luck in us seeing each other before the wedding.” Blaine raised an eyebrow as he locked eyes with Kurt through the mirror in front of him. He was fussing with his tie in the mirror, his brow furrowed as he couldn’t seem to get it to lay just how he wanted it.

“Just so you know,” Kurt said, leaning casually against the doorframe, “there is nothing wrong with that tie.”

Blaine huffed. “It doesn’t look right,” he complained.

Kurt smiled and approached, turning Blaine with a gentle press to his shoulder. He reached for the tie, but instead of fixing it like Blaine hoped he would somehow manage, he started untying it. “It’s a perfectly fine tie, and it fits you perfectly fine, but ,” he slipped it off Blaine’s neck and tossed it to the side, “you are correct. It doesn’t look right because it’s not right.”

“That’s the tie we decided on,” Blaine argued, “it matches yours, I have to wear that tie.”

Kurt wrinkled his nose. “And who says that?”

“Mercedes,” Blaine stated, “the one who has been planning this whole thing down to the millisecond. Your best friend who might just kill us if we make a mess of this wedding like literally every other New Directions wedding.”

“Changing a tie won’t mess up the wedding. In fact,” Kurt pulled a box out of his back pocket, “I think it will make it all the better.” 

Blaine looked down at the box. “What’s this?”

“Your new tie,” Kurt said simply.

“Where did you get this new tie?” Blaine asked, taking the box cautiously.

“I made it,” he said, “special for you on our special day. Mercedes is doing this for us, she can accept us improving upon her ideas a little bit, I promise.”

Blaine carefully lifted the lid to the box and gasped softly. Inside was a bowtie, made from the same fabric as his old tie. 

“I don’t know why you thought I’d be letting you wear a regular tie on our wedding day, Pet,” Kurt chided softly, “after all the meaning behind your bowties.”

Blaine flushed. “We decided we were going to keep this wedding vanilla,” he said. “Entering into this union as equals.”

“Of course we are,” Kurt said, wrapping his arms around Blaine’s waist to pull him closer. “You have always been my equal. Even when you’re on your knees and even when you’re wearing my collar. But that part of us, of you , is so integral to our relationship, how could we pretend it doesn’t exist today of all days.”

“But–”

“I know, it’s not some big kinky affair, a lovely collaring ceremony with you crawling down the aisle to me. That version may only exist in our fantasies. But that doesn’t mean we can’t make sure at least part of it happens today.”

Blaine stroked the edge of the bowtie gently. 

“Untie it for me, Pet,” Kurt whispered. Blaine glanced up at him, a question in his eye, but did as he was told. Kurt took a step back and lifted the bowtie gently from the box and held it up for Blaine to see. Inscribed in a gentle stitch along the inside of the fabric was one simple word. 

Pet . 

“I thought ‘Property of Kurt Hummel’ might be a little too gaudy. But this should get the point across nicely.”

Blaine grinned, tears glistening in his eyes. “You made me a wedding collar,” he said.

Kurt shrugged. “I’m surprised we hadn’t thought of this sooner. For when we’re in public, but your leather cuff clashes with your outfit. Bowties were your first collar, after all.”

“You should make me more,” Blaine said, “I know how you like to have options when picking my clothes.”

“Oh I will,” Kurt assured, “I definitely will. But in the meantime…” he looped the fabric around Blaine’s neck and used it to pull him in for a deep kiss. “I think it’s time we put this one on,” he said a little breathlessly when he pulled away, “we have a wedding to get to.”

[kriskubed]

The First Day of Forever

Rated: E

Summary:

When Blaine is struggling to keep his submission in check, Mercedes brings Kurt over to help settle him.

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Blaine is having a terrible day. His submission is obviously spiraling, but his roommate Sam is also a sub, and there isn’t anything either of them can do about it. 

“I’m calling Mercedes,” Sam says. “You need someone.”

“No, Sam, please I’ll be ok. I just—I can’t with Mercedes.”

“Dude, I know you’re gay but you know it doesn’t matter right? It doesn’t have to be sexual but you obviously need the dominance.” 

“I know, but I just…” 

“Can’t. Right. Blaine, you need help. I’m calling her anyway. It doesn't have to be her but maybe she can help us figure it out.”

Mercedes brings Kurt. Kurt who is beautiful and perfect and everything Blaine has ever wanted in a Dom. They’ve only met a few times, but Blaine is enamored. He’s been too afraid to tell Kurt how he feels, hoping instead that once they get to know each other better in the company of their respective best friends, Kurt will approach him. The potential of it all seems too precious and he doesn’t want to risk messing it up by being too bold too soon.

Blaine starts to feel calmer immediately just being in Kurt’s presence, until the greetings and pleasantries are over and Kurt, knowing why he’s there, suggests, “Why don’t we go in your room so we can have some more privacy?”

“No! You can’t go in there!” Blaine is embarrassed by the state of his room. It’s a disaster. He knows he needs to clean and get organized, he just hasn’t had the motivation to do it.

Kurt raises an eyebrow. He looks unsure about how hard to push Blaine, but a nod from Sam tells him not to back down so easily. 

“And why is that Blaine?” he asks, his tone just the slightest bit judgmental. 

“It’s… I haven’t…” Blaine stammers. “I’m sorry, sir.” The honorific slips out, despite Kurt not actually having any authority over him. “I haven’t kept it tidy the way I should. It’s not really fit for guests right now.” 

“I see.”

Blaine suddenly feels very motivated to make his room presentable, so he can invite Kurt inside. He’s kicking himself for letting it get so out of hand. Kurt hasn’t given him a single rebuke or command but the energy he’s giving off feeds Blaine’s desire to please and to serve, to live up to his Dom’s expectations. Even if Kurt isn’t his Dom.

“I can do it now,” Blaine offers. “Just give me a few minutes to straighten up.”

“You have ten,” Kurt concedes. “And then I’m coming in. You’d better get to it.” He settles down on the sofa and pulls out his phone to set a timer as Blaine hurries off to his bedroom.

Ten minutes oh my god. Ten minutes is nowhere near enough to take care of everything that needs to be done. He’ll have to tackle the most egregious spots first and hope for the best. Number one is clearing the pile of clothes off his bed. Some are clean and he quickly folds them and shoves them in drawers without regard for whether they’re in the right spot. He’ll have to sort it out later. The clothes that have been worn he stuffs in the laundry. Once his bed is clear he straightens his sheets and blankets and pulls up the comforter. He glances around to see what else he can accomplish quickly to make the space more palatable for guests. Well, a guest. He grabs a tissue and swipes at the worst of the dust on his dresser and nightstand and is just tossing it into the trash when he hears Kurt’s knock.

“Blaine? I’m coming in now.”

[continue on AO3]

[gleefulpoppet]

A Door to Nowhere & A Door to Somewhere For the 2024 @klaine-word-scramble Challenge •Explicit •Dom/sub with a focus on their emotional dynamic

Kurt Hummel is the personification of a perfect personal assistant. After eight years of working for Isabelle Wright, he had the most prestigious business owners in New York begging to hire him when she retired. He’s kept Blaine Anderson, lawyer extraordinaire, organized and overachieving ever since. There’s just a teeny tiny (colossal) problem: the unfettered chemistry that rages between them. And Mr. Anderson? Well, he has a wife.

You can read it on AO3 [here].

[bitbybitwrites]

WIP ASK ME GAME

I was tagged by @wordsofhoneydew and @itsmaybitheway. Thank you so much for thinking of me! Sorry for the delay - it took me longer than usual to think of descriptions of all the WIP I've got in the works 😂

So here are some Klaine and RWRB fics I'm working on that anyone can feel free to ask me about if you'd like:)

A long WIP list can be found under the break!

***P.S. I'll keep updating this as I keep cranking out WIP/ finishing fics. 😉

Partially published WIP:

(Klaine) If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - (Klaine Reverse Bang 2023) Life in New York City and working in the restaurant industry wasn’t exactly what Kurt Hummel had expected it would be. He’s lonely, stressed out and miserable. He’s almost ready to throw in the towel and return home to Ohio when a chance meeting with a musician in Central Park changes everything. (Warning: an angsty rollercoaster of a ride. Soooo many cameos from Glee characters! 😉)

(RWRB) Puppy Love - (RWRB NYE gift exchange 2023) The cold snowy day that Henry Fox discovers an abandoned beagle puppy in an alley brings handsome, flirty veterinarian, Alex Claremont-Diaz into his life. Alex is a single dad, recently moved to NY with his young son who Henry hasn't met yet - or so Alex thought. (Fluffy kid!fic)

(Klaine) Sanctuary - (Klaine Word Scramble 2023) Crown Prince Blaine has stumbled into a secluded glade, trying to escape the horrors of the bloody war his father had brought upon their kingdom. Mourning his beloved older brother and faced with the burden of taking his place in the kingdom, Blaine yearns for a place to hid from the world to deal with the issues weighing on his heavy heart. He encounters a mysterious elf, the guardian of the magical spring that Blaine has mistakenly defiled, whose growing connection to his life the young prince can't ignore. (Inspired by an idea/ artwork by @datshitrandom and @justgleekout)

Not published yet WIP :

(these are in various states of readiness: some outlined, some partially written, some still in the brainstorming/research phase)

(RWRB) I approach, and I withdraw (tentative title) - Historical fic - Alejandro Diaz was still a boy when he followed his father into the thick of the fight for Mexico's independence. A series of unfortunate events, however, led him and his family to flee his home and to adopt new identities for their own safety. Years later, after he finds himself well ensconced in his new life as an attaché to the office of the new American ambassador to England, Alexander Claremont soon finds his past catching up to him. (Inspired by these historical paintings by @stormtrooperjeff17004 as well as artwork from @artofobsession seen here and here.)

(RWRB) Shaken, Not Stirred (Spy!AU) - CIA Officer Alex Claremont Diaz is not new to working on joint operations with other foreign agencies. He does it often and he does it well, which is why his superior, Zahra Bankston, never hesitates to assign them to him. What he wasn't expecting that morning was to be put on a new assignment with his least favorite MI6 operative, Henry Fox - and that they had to use being a newly married couple as their cover to get the job done. (Inspired by this drawing by @noodles-and-tea )

(Klaine) Cuffed (a D/s and soulmate story and prequel to my first ever fic, Trick or Treat) - - Musician Blaine Anderson has always been lonely sub, yearning for a place to belong and someone to belong to. Kurt Hummel is the an overworked and high in demand designer - a Dom with no time to sit and relax and focus on what his needs are. When an old friend hires Kurt to revamp his new club, Kurt's life becomes intertwined with Blaine's in a way neither of them could ignore.

(Klaine) Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie (Day 2 /Bikini - Klaine Advent 2023/ PWP) - A casual little fashion critique while the boys are on a well needed vacation, leads to a little outdoor fun. (Set in my Trick or Treat AU)

(RWRB) how ardently i admire and love you (online auction!AU) - Alex is desperate to find the perfect birthday gift for Henry, and eventually finds himself in an online bidding war for the one unique item that he knows his boyfriend would just adore.

(Klaine) I Know You Wanna Take Me Home (tentative title) (Klaine Valentines Challenge 2024/Pretty Woman!AU) Well established business man, Kurt Hummel never thought he could find anyone of substance among the escorts at Dalton House. But after being convinced to visit the upscale club by his friend, Kurt's mind is quickly changed once he sets his eyes on a beautiful boy in a gilded cage who was up for auction that night.

(Klaine) Untitled Klaine fic (Klaine Advent 2022) - Set in my Klaine superhero AU - Under The Cover of Darkness) Blaine decides to go home with Kurt for the holidays and doesn't make the best first impression with Kurt's parents.

(Klaine) Untitled Klaine fic (Feudal Japan!AU) - based off of novel The Tokaido Road - On a personal mission to avenge the murder of his father, Kurt travels the Tokaido , braving its dangers and interesting characters on the way. As the son of a nobleman, Kurt travels in disguise, unaware that the person who sanctioned his father's murderer has also sent Blaine, a talented and deadly ronin, to find and kill Kurt as well.

(RWRB)- the phantom touch of your hand (tentative title) - (Fantasy/cursed tattoo fic!AU) Two young swordsmen are determined to vanquish a sorcerer who has laid a tragic curse on them both. The problem is, the curse keeps them from being together at the same time, doomed to travel alone, one by day, the other by night - the only reminder of the other being the cursed tattoo burned into their skin.

(Klaine) - Untitled Klaine fic (While You were Sleeping!AU) - Kurt Hummel always wanted to live in NYC - his dreams were to be on Broadway. Being on the Broadway stage that is. Not working on the corner of Broadway and 44th in one of those coffee/food carts parked out on the street. Things for him change the day that Cooper Anderson, Kurt's gorgeous repeat customer whom he secretly fantasizes about, nearly gets hit by a bus. After following him to the hospital, Kurt gets mistaken for being his crush's fiancee which should have been his dream come true - until he meets Cooper's sweet down to earth brother, Blaine.

(Sebklaine) Let you put your hands on me (College threesome AU) - heavily influenced by "one of those movies" - wink, wink . . - Kurt's frustrated ( in more ways than one) and his good friends and new roomates, Blaine and Sebastian, find a way to help him out.

(Klaine/RWRB) - Untitled fic (Scheherazade/ 1001 Arabian Nights !AU) - A lone traveler gets captured by a band of sex slavers in the desert. After being subjected to the horrors of slavery, the young man gets rescued by a desert prince in disguise, chosen to be his sole consort. Every evening, the consort tells his prince a story for him amusement. - planning a series of probably shorts all in the same style. Maybe it'll be a collection to do with other writers? Not sure yet. Might alternate with either Henry/Alex being the Prince and Consort and Blaine/Kurt being the characters in the bedtime tales or vice versa. Or maybe create 2 OC to be the Prince/Consort and have the other four boys be the characters in the shorter stories. I'm assuming it would be alot of mature/explicit shorts - but wouldn't mind a mix of other ratings in between as well.

(Klaine) Blood, Sweat and Tears (a mythical/magical/supernatural beings AU ) ( Klainetober 2024) - Blaine Anderson finds out after stumbling into upperclassman Kurt Hummel during a NYADA Halloween party that there is a whole other magical world of beings existing along side everyone else.

Tagging ( only if they want to play): @myheartalivewrites, @clottedcreamfudge, @hkvoyage, @kirakiwiwrites, @gleefulpoppet,

@gleefuldarrencrissfan, @onthewaytosomewhere, @sarkyblueeyes, @madas-ahatters-world @rougedraconteur,

@yadivagirl @lilinas, @forabeatofadrum, @kiwiana-writes, @spaceorphan18,

@special-bc-ur-part-of-it, @fallevs @daisyishedwig @annepi-blog @wowbright

@backslashdelta @kurtsascot @coffeegleek @14carrotghoul @rockitmans

@teilo @iboatedhere, @orchidscript @welcometololaland

. . oh hell and anyone else who sees this and wants to share their WIP - go for it!

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Breaking The Ice

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/h4uiNXG by Somehow_Luiz Some days Blaine forgets how far Kurt has come from the baby penguin he used to be. Especially when he finds a fleshlight while he was just looking for a charger to borrow in Kurt’s bedroom. However, his fiancé still has some issues with letting go of his icy exterior. Luckily, Blaine has a few tricks up his sleeve… Words: 7207, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Glee (TV 2009) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Additional Tags: Smut, Dom/sub, PWP, Face-Fucking, Blowjobs, Rough Oral Sex, fleshlight, Sex Toys, Established Relationship, Glee Season/Series 05, dom!Kurt Hummel, sub!Blaine Anderson

[tomdarryecs]

Blaine Anderson deserves better

Ya lo dije varias veces a esto pero lo repetire y no lo nieguen.Vuelvan a leer todos los fics que circulan desde siempre y en general, siempre Blaine es tratado como la mierda. Y ni hablar de las publicaciones que veo aca.El siempre es el tonto, el que mas llora, el que le ruega a Kurt hasta el cansancio. Cuando hacen fics de angst de Kurt que ya de por si son pocos en comparacion de los de angst de Blaine, salvo algunos, la mayoria de los angst de Kurt lo tratan como una flor delicada mientras que a Blaine lo hacen sufrir y lo torturan el 90% del fic sin importar cual sea la storyline.

Blaine es siempre el de los grandes gestos, el que se desvive por Kurt y Kurt aparece le dice hola y ya lo tiene a Blaine a sus pies.

Deberian replantearse cuanto realmente aman al personaje, porque puedo esperar esas cosas de Kurt stans porque siempre lo ponen como "mejor" a Kurt, pero a veces veo lo mismo viniendo de Blaine stans.

Y la verdad es que muy pocas autoras realmente son neutrales y tratan a los dos con la misma justicia y respeto, que asi es como deberia ser.

Porque mas alla de que estoy defendiendo a Blaine, poniendo a Kurt tratando o destratando tanto a Blaine en los fics, tambien demuestran que ni siquiera conocen tanto a Kurt.

Y no se trata de hate a autoras en especifico, hablo en general y eso que soy bastante selectiva con los fics y no leo cosas de dom/sub ni de esclavitud ni nada por el estilo; pero aun siendo con tematicas y storylines simples esta dinamica se ve siempre.

Amo leer fics, jamas les tirare hate en los fics porque respeto mucho el trabajo de los escritores de fanfics, pero esta es una opinion que debati con gente que esta en el fandom hace mas tiempo que yo y que tambien lo ve de esta manera.

Blaine Anderson deserves better.

[noregretsjustlovefic]

Something has Blaine feeling unsettled. A little music and some attention from Kurt help make it better.

Rated: E

Tags: Dom/sub, Dom!Kurt, sub!Blaine, Impact Play, Hurt/Comfort, Mild CBT

Blaine drew the bow over the strings, his eyes closed as he stood beside the piano in his music room coaxing a plaintive melody from his beloved old violin. He didn’t play it often anymore; the piano was better suited to the composing that filled his days and the singalongs that were as likely as not to fill evenings with Kurt and their friends. But tonight he was feeling melancholy, and the instrument had called to him. The moonlight streaming in through the window had been sufficient to prepare it to play so he hadn’t bothered turning on the lights. The semi-darkness better matched his mood anyway. 

He startled when he sensed brightness through his lids, blinking his eyes open to find Kurt standing in the doorway. 

“Kurt, I thought you were asleep…”

“I was asleep. It’s two in the morning, Blaine. What are you doing playing at this hour? And why didn’t you close the door?”

The music room was soundproofed. If Blaine had shut the door he wouldn’t have woken Kurt. But he hadn’t stopped to think about it and hadn’t even been truly conscious of his oversight. He couldn’t sleep and he just wanted to play.

“I’m sorry, Kurt. I didn’t even realize. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“And yet…”

“I’m sorry, sir,” Blaine said with downcast eyes, hoping the honorific would help convey his sincere regret. 

“Mmm, I know you are. But still, you were careless in leaving the door open. You know I value my sleep. But now that I’m awake, I think you might need a reminder.”

Blaine swallowed in anticipation as Kurt walked towards him.

“Your bow, please,” he demanded.

Blaine passed it to him.

Kurt touched the tip to Blaine’s thigh and traced a line up his torso to his chin, tipping it up so Blaine’s eyes met his. 

“Put down the violin.”

Blaine placed it gently on top of the piano and looked back at Kurt for his next instruction.

“Pants.”

Blaine didn’t have to ask to know what Kurt meant. He quickly slipped out of his pajama pants and laid those on top of the piano as well. 

“Present yourself, please,” Kurt ordered. “Hands here.” He touched the bow to the curve of the piano.

Blaine easily assumed the posture Kurt had commanded, bracing his hands against the instrument, spreading his legs, and leaning over to expose his bare ass for punishment. He bowed his head, closed his eyes, and waited.

Again he felt the tip of the bow gliding up his thigh, on the back this time, and his anticipation grew. It teased over his balls, traced the cleft of his ass, and finally came to rest against the small of his back. 

Blaine waited for the strike he knew was coming, and when he felt the bow raise off his skin, he was ready for its descent and didn’t shrink away. If anything he thrust his ass imperceptibly towards the coming blow, eager to accept it. 

Kurt snapped the bow swiftly, landing it across the swell of Blaine’s ass.

“That’s one,” he said, lifting the bow again. “You can count the rest.”

“Yes, sir,” Blaine said, followed rapidly by “Two” as he felt the sting of the bow once more. 

Kurt meted out eight more strikes, pausing intermittently to caress Blaine’s pinkening skin between blows. Blaine had certainly been spanked with more severe instruments, and the warmth and sting of the impact combined with the softness of Kurt’s touch left him more aroused than ashamed. It was punishment, yes, but they both knew that wasn’t all it was.

“Turn around and let me see you,” Kurt said when he was done.

Blaine turned to face him, his cock standing upright and grazing the hem of the tee shirt he still wore. Kurt ran the bow up his cock from base to tip. 

“I can see that you liked that. Perhaps you need another reminder that this was a punishment?” 

“No, Kurt,” Blaine shook his head, but his cock pulsed at the implication, the fluid that had been beading at the tip leaking over the crown and dripping down his shaft. Kurt had struck his cock before, but it wasn’t a common occurrence and the thrill was tinged with fear of the pain he wasn’t quite as accustomed to.

“You know your safewords, Blaine, so until I hear one this pretty cock is mine to do with as I please.” He stroked the bow gently over Blaine’s cock as if he were playing it.

Blaine whimpered at the touch. He was scared, yes, but fuck he wanted this. His eyes were full of desire and trust as he swallowed down the fear and spoke. “Andare,” he said, the affirmative safeword leaving no room to doubt that Kurt doing as he pleased was exactly what he wanted. 

Kurt gave him an approving smile. “Three more then, to help you remember.”

Blaine nodded and adjusted his stance, his legs braced wide to steady him, his shoulders back and hands clasped behind him, giving Kurt clear access to his rigid dick.

Blaine flinched instinctively when the first strike landed low on his shaft, but immediately straightened himself up to accept the next, which fell across his cockhead in short order. “Kurt…” he gasped out.

“One more, love. You can take it. I know you can.” The pride in Kurt’s voice was all the reassurance Blaine needed to endure the final lash. When he was done Kurt set the bow on top of the piano beside the violin and immediately took Blaine in his arms, soothing him.

“You were so good, sweetheart, so good for me.” He wrapped a hand gently around Blaine’s stinging cock, swiping over his slit with his thumb and rubbing slick circles over the crown. Blaine rested his head against Kurt’s shoulder and gave himself over to the sensation, tears of relief beginning to pool at the corners of his eyes. 

“Thank you,” he whispered, responding to both the praise and the punishment. He knew Kurt would understand what the two simple words encompassed without having to elaborate. 

“Let’s get you back to bed, okay?”

Blaine nodded his head in agreement and let Kurt lead him back to their room where he stripped off Blaine’s tee shirt and settled him into bed before slipping out of his own pajamas and spooning up behind him. Kurt wrapped an arm protectively around Blaine’s chest and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck.

“I really didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“I know, but I think your subconscious might have. Maybe that’s why you left the door open. It’s ok to need me you know.”

“I know.” 

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really. Just hold me. And maybe…” Blaine was drowsy now, but not too tired to press back against Kurt whose hard length nestled between his still-warm cheeks. 

“Okay.” Kurt reached across Blaine to grab the lube from the nightstand. He pulled back just enough to slick himself, then slotted back against Blaine. He added a bit more lube to his hand and encircled Blaine’s cock, which had flagged some but responded immediately to Kurt’s touch. He found a gentle rhythm, rocking against Blaine and stroking him, peppering his shoulders with soft kisses. Blaine once again surrendered his body to Kurt, letting the lazy sensations lull him into a state of peaceful comfort somewhere between awake and asleep. He felt the warmth of Kurt’s release against his back and floated through his own orgasm, safe and content in the cocoon of Kurt’s love. In that moment nothing else mattered and he drifted off to sleep in Kurt’s arms.

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Any opposite attract stories with Kurt? Would love if there was some Dom/sub too with Dom!Kurt ;)) Thank you!

HERE is a library post that has for opposites-attract fic recs. There are certain tropes that through their very nature usually have this premise. Check out the Badboy!Blaine,  Badboy!Kurt, Nerd!Blaine,  Nerd!Kurt , Skank!Blaine  Skank!Kurt  tags. Here are a couple of D/s fics that have the vibe you are looking for.  - HKVoyage

No Envy, No Fear by neaf

Everybody already knows what they are before their marking day. You’re a Dom, or you’re a Sub, and it’s pretty easy to figure out which one you are once puberty hits and the hormones kick in.

But when Kurt Hummel is marked a Dom on his sixteenth birthday, nobody believes it. The jocks (all Doms themselves), irritated that they have no power over him, decide to make his life a living hell. But, Kurt figures, that’s just high school. It doesn’t change anything.

The only problem is, one of the jocks is a boy he doesn’t know. A boy he never sees, shy and hidden behind the others in a sea of letterman jackets.

Blaine Anderson is a Sub, but nobody knows it.

And he was just fine keeping it that way, until he saw Kurt Hummel.

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Clash by AntarcticBird 

Blaine is a sexual free spirit with a bit of a reputation, Kurt doesn't do casual. It should be impossible, and yet Blaine just cannot stop thinking about him. Written for this gkm prompt.

Note: This has D/s undertones only. You need to be logged into an AO3 account to access this fic. 

[daisyishedwig]

Pavarotti - Day 1 of December Klaine Fanworks Challenge: Plead

Part of my Icy Love verse, but can be read as a standalone.

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Kurt was in a meeting with Isabel when the text came through. He shifted his gaze subtly over to the phone lying face up beside him. Blaine’s name along with a single word lit up his screen.

Pavarotti.

“Um… sorry, Isabel,” he said, “can I take a personal call for a moment?”

Isabel looked shocked at the interruption, but she could read the anxiety creasing Kurt’s forehead and she nodded. “Of course, Dear, is everything okay?”

“I’m not sure yet,” Kurt said, quickly collecting his phone and exiting across the hall to his office. He pressed call as soon as the door shut behind him. 

Pavarotti was a safe word. Not in the usual way that called for an immediate cease of play. It was Blaine’s way of signaling that he needed his Dom and he needed him now . Usually, he used it in a full sentence to signal to Kurt that he was nervous, something was making him uncomfortable, he would like to leave the situation. A simple question of “Did you feed Pavarotti?” was all he needed to put Kurt on high alert.

But sending just the word alone? That was as desperate of a plea for help that Blaine could muster. 

Blaine picked up the phone on the first ring. His shuddering breaths were all the confirmation Kurt needed that something was seriously wrong. “Pet,” he said firmly, “where are you?”

“H-home,” Blaine said through hiccuping gasps. 

“Are you safe?” He asked.

“Yes, S-sir,” Blaine whispered. 

“Good, good,” Kurt said, “can you tell me what’s wrong?”

Blaine sobbed softly. “I-I don’t… I c-can’t–”

Blaine was too panicked. But Kurt’s meeting was going to take at least twenty minutes to finish up and then it was another thirty minutes on the train to get home, if he was lucky. It was rush hour so a cab would definitely not get him there any faster. He took a deep breath to steady himself before he began speaking. 

“Okay, Pet, here’s what I need you to do.”

He heard Blaine’s voice catch in the back of his throat as Kurt shifted fully into Dom mode. His voice left no room for questions.

“Go to the bedroom.”

He heard the quiet shuffle of Blaine’s feet as he followed his instructions. 

“From the toybox, get the black leather cuffs, just the ones for your wrists.”

“Yes, Sir,” Blaine whispered and Kurt could already hear the way his breathing was slowing down. “I have them.”

“From the bedside table, get your sleep headphones, the ones that cover your eyes.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good boy,” Kurt said, “you’re doing so good for me.”

Blaine took in a shaky breath. “Thank you, Sir.”

“No go back to the living room,” Kurt waited until he heard a soft confirmation from Blaine that he’d made it, “and collect your kneeling pillow.” Blaine sighed softly at those words. “Place it in the middle of the living room,” one soft thump of the pillow hitting the floor, “and kneel,” the louder thump of Blaine sinking to his knees resounded through Kurt’s ears. 

“I’m going to send you a link. Once you hang up I want you to connect your phone to your headphones, follow the link, and press play. Then you will cuff your hands in front of you, put on your headphones, and listen. I will be home before the audio stops.”

“Thank you, Sir,” Blaine breathed. 

“I love you, Pet. I’ll be home before you know it.”

[gleefulpoppet]

Now Complete

A Door to Nowhere & A Door to Somewhere

•Now Complete• [89,762 words] 14 Chapters For the 2024 @klaine-word-scramble Challenge •Explicit •Dom/sub with a focus on their emotional dynamic

Kurt Hummel is the personification of a perfect personal assistant. After nine years of working for Isabelle Wright, he had the most prestigious business owners in New York begging to hire him when she retired. He’s kept Blaine Anderson, lawyer extraordinaire, organized and overachieving ever since. There’s just a teeny tiny (colossal) problem: the unfettered chemistry that rages between them. And Mr. Anderson? Well, he has a wife.

You can read it on AO3 [here].

[bitbybitwrites]

Hi, how about 12 candles for Klaine 😃

@annepi-blog - so sorry this took me forever to get done!

Well, this was SUPPOSED to be a microstory, but in true fashion, it got away from me 😂

This story falls in the same D/s AU as my first fic, Trick or Treat.

(A prequel to that is still in the works 😉)

But this story takes place prior to Trick or Treat - during the time when Kurt and Blaine were in the early part of their relationship.

We've got a little wax play going on . . because, well . . . candles . . .😉

You can read it on A03 or below . . .

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what can compare with your beautiful sound?

Kurt’s brow furrowed as he concentrated on the task at hand.  He had to get it just right.

His hand hovered just a few inches higher, and with a deft flick of his wrist, a drop of wax fell from the lit candle in his hand to his canvas below.

The canvas moaned in ecstasy.

“Now, darling, we don’t want to shift, now do we?" Kurt softly murmured as he leaned in close.  "You've been such a good boy for me so far."

"No, Sir," Blaine panted as he felt Kurt's hand wrap around his aching cock.  A whimper slipped through Blaine's lips as he felt Kurt stroke him slowly.  Blaine desperately wanted to buck up into his Dom's tight fist.  But if he did, Blaine knew he would wreck all the painstaking work Kurt had been doing.

Another drop of wax fell, this time onto Blaine's left nipple.  The sub groaned again as he tightly gripped the bedsheets beneath him.

But he still didn’t move.

"Good, good, good," Kurt said as he slowly punctuated each word of praise with another droplet of melted wax.  Each addition also came with another agonizingly long pull of Blaine’s dick.

Another moan pushed its way out of Blaine as he tried to hold his chest still so that he wouldn’t break the intricate patterns the hardened wax created on his chest.

“Drip, drip, drop . . ." Kurt quietly sang.  “Little April shower. . .What can compare with your beautiful sound . .” He hummed appreciatively as Blaine emitted another soft whimper as more wax fell onto his skin.  “I do love your beautiful sounds, my dear.”

“A . .all for you, Sir,” Blaine admitted after another soft sigh.

"You're perfect," Kurt sighed as he took a moment to appreciate his handiwork.  Blaine was always so beautiful in his submission, in his utter trust in Kurt. 

It often took Kurt’s breath away.

Kurt was about to continue when he noticed it: a slight wetness edging around Blaine’s eyes.  Those were tears.  And not tears of relief or of joy . .  . but of sadness.

“Blaine?”

“Yes, Sir?”

Kurt could see his beloved's chin tremble ever so slightly as he tried to keep himself composed.

“Color?” Kurt asked carefully.

“G . .green, Sir,” Blaine said, squeezing his eyes shut.

Kurt carefully blew out the candle in his hand and placed it on their bedside table.  He leaned over and gently carded the curls on Blaine's forehead through his fingers.  "Blaine . . . look at me."

Blaine’s eyes popped open.  He stared back at Kurt with a sadness that pierced his Dom’s heart.

“My darling .  .  ." Kurt said softly as his hand caressed Blaine’s cheek.  “Color?”

“Y. . . yellow . . . Sir.  I'm sorry, Sir," Blaine couldn't stop the tears from spilling down his cheeks.

“You’re upset, Blaine,”  said Kurt softly.  “You are allowed to have these feelings.  I don’t mind that we have to pause - or even stop.” Kurt gently pried Blaine’s fingers from the bedsheets below him.  Carefully, he massaged each hand until the tension left them. 

“Can you tell me, love, what is upsetting you?”

Blaine sniffed softly, averting his eyes from his Dom's careful stare.  "You . . . you said I was perfect . . .“ Blaine worried his bottom lip in between his teeth.  “But I’m not.  I know I’m not perfect . . .”

Kurt's heart ached to hear that.  He knew exactly where those feelings originated from.  Blaine had struggled so much from the aftermath of past relationships with abusive Doms.   The wounds were deep but slowly healing.  And Kurt was going to make sure he would be there to help Blaine through it all.

“Blaine . .  .“

“But I want that.  I want to be perfect for you. I want you to be proud of me," Blaine insisted quietly.

Kurt carefully took Blaine's right wrist and gently kissed the soulmark there, sending all his love and strength through it so Blaine could feel it, too.  "You are perfect, Blaine . . ."

"No, I'm not . . ." A frown marred Blaine's face, and Kurt could see the threads of insecurity reflected in those beautiful hazel eyes.  He could practically hear Blaine berating himself in his head.

Kurt leaned forward to gently tip his sub's face up.  He captured Blaine's gaze with a focused surety that even Blaine could not ignore.  "Alright then, you're perfectly imperfect," Kurt said.   "And that's perfect enough for me.  I wouldn't change anything about you, sweetheart.  I love you exactly as you are and always will."

Blaine's lip trembled slightly.  How could he be so lucky to have found this man . . . this wonderful man that loved him so much.

“Can . . can I touch you, Sir?" Blaine tentatively asked.

A small smile curled around the edges of Kurt’s lips.  “Well, we have paused the scene, Blaine.  I certainly think you can do anything you want right now.”

Kurt laughed as he found himself pulled downward into Blaine’s arms and into a passionate kiss.  He threaded his fingers through Blaine's curls, tugging gently and smiling at the soft moan he heard in response.

“I’m . . .“

Kurt pulled away slightly, his eyebrows raised.  “If the next words out of your mouth are: I’m sorry, I’m going to take you over my knee.”

“But what if I like that . . .” Blaine said in a teasing with a twinkle in his eye.

“I know you do, love, but there is no need for an apology. You understand that, right? You had a moment. We talked about it. We can move forward." Kurt wanted to make sure Blaine never forgot he could leave his past behind.

"Together," Blaine said quietly.

"Fearlessly and forever, sweetheart," Kurt said as he smiled into another kiss.

Blaine shifted slightly, inadvertently peering downward.  He groaned as he saw the mess of broken wax littering his chest.  Blaine pouted (way too prettily, in Kurt's opinion) at the sight.

“I messed up your hard work,” he said, obviously disappointed.

With a smirk, Kurt leaned over and flicked a wax-covered nipple with his finger.  Blaine moaned at the tight sensation of the wax tugging on the sensitive area as he squirmed beneath his Dom, desperately wanting something more.

"Hmmm, I don't know.  I think I might be able to salvage some of this after all," Kurt purred as he felt Blaine's cock start to show interest again beneath him.

With a devilish grin, Kurt began to slink down Blaine's body, his fingers expertly stroking his sub's skin, smiling as he watched the muscles twitch with eagerness beneath his touch.  Blaine let out a soft mewl as he felt Kurt's deft fingers wrap around his length.  With it firmly in hand, Kurt leaned down, and while never leaving Blaine's gaze, he took one long, languid lick from base to tip of his cock, finishing off with a gentle suck of the head.

“Color?” Kurt asked again, his voice dripping with desire.

“G . . . g. . . green," Blaine stuttered as he kept staring at Kurt's talented tongue as it began to lap a pearl of pre-cum that gathered in his slit.  "So very, very green, Sir,"

"Excellent," Kurt said, smiling.  "Stay still for me, like a good boy.  Now, let me show you how perfect you are."

***

NOTE: I know its weird, but the title came from this Disney song - which is what Kurt is singing softly during the fic.

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[klaine-a03-feed]

A Baby Kinksters' XXX-mas

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/j4x0bMo by shamelessly_mkp AUTHOR: *shows back up in the glee fandom ten years later with starbucks and the kinky klaine christmas story she started writing in 2014* AUTHOR: well. the story is about kink, obviously. and cages. and kinky things you can do with cages. and love! very much about love! AUTHOR: you know what. have an excerpt: “It’s a holiday party, Blaine, we ought to be properly festive.” Kurt was all smoky eyes and throaty voice, which was just not fair. “Besides,” he added, tugging on Blaine’s bowtie, “I rather like the thought of you all wrapped up in ribbon. My own perfect present, just waiting for me to unwrap you later.” He stepped in closer, practically breathing the next sentence into Blaine’s mouth: “And if you’re very, very good, you’ll be getting your own present later.” Words: 8021, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Glee (TV 2009) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Additional Tags: Dom/sub, caging and confinement, Orgasm Control, Bondage, Semi-Public bondage, Forced Orgasm, Overstimulation, brief affectionate humiliation (calling someone a slut as a compliment), Covert Public Kink

[teddyshoney]

Coming to AO3 on March 1st...

Blaine has been living at Burgess Home for Unclaimed Subs for the past ten years, waiting for his soulmate to register in the system and come to claim him. Kurt—a college student, Dom, and singing waiter—has yet to work up the funds he needs to register and find his soulmate. It seems that the universe is not on their side. Until an accidental touch brings the two of them together, and they are swept off on a journey of love and acceptance, friendship, healing, and letting go.

This nearly 200k story is completely written and is currently in the process of being edited. The first chapter will be released on March 1 and will update each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. To be notified when this story releases or is updated, you can subscribe to my AO3 author page HERE.

[yadivagirl]

. Share a song that makes you think of [fic title]

A Legal Romance – Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5

2. Do you read/reread your own fics?  YES

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

A Legal Romance

4. How many WIPs do you have right now?  ONE (A Mafia Romance)

5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

A hardcore, in-depth story of Klaine living as Dom/sub, 24-hour power exchange where Blaine shares Kurt with other Doms in the most sadistically kinkiest ways possible.  

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?  NO

7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now? FOUR

11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics?

I write to the score for Game of Thrones and Twilight

13. How much planning do you do before writing?  NONE

14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick?  

A Political Romance and A Legal Romance

15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters?

In an obviously non-creative way. Lol!

16. At what point in the process do you come up with titles?

Before I start writing.

22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing?  NO

26. Is there something you’ve written that you would never want your family to see?

Uh, just everything I’ve ever written….duh.

I’m Bored and Anxious So I Slapped Together a List of Fan Fic Writer Asks

1. Share a song that makes you think of [fic title] 2. Do you read/reread your own fics? 3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written? 4. How many WIPs do you have right now? 5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write? 6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time? 7. How many ideas for fics do you have right now? 8. What project(s) are you currently working on? 9. Do you write every day? If you wrote today, share a sentence of what you’ve written! 10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting? 11. Do you have specific playlists for writing fics? 12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP(s)? Share it! 13. How much planning do you do before writing? 14. If you could see one of your fics adapted into a visual medium, such as comic or film, which fan fic would you pick? 15. How do you come up with titles for your fics/chapters? 16. At what point in the process do you come up with titles? 17. What’s something you’ve learned about while doing research for a fic? 18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic? 19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs. 20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written? 21. Have you ever deleted an entire scene after spending hours laboring over it? If so, why? 22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing? 23. How do you choose where to end a chapter (if you have multi-chapter works)? 24. Share a moodboard for (one of) your current WIP(s). 25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing? 26. Is there something you’ve written that you would never want your family to see? 27. Is there a fic you were nervous to post/share? Why? 28. Have you ever tagged a fic “Dead Dove: Do Not Eat”? 29. Share a bit from a fic you’ll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. (If you don’t have either, just share a random fic idea you have that you don’t plan on getting to.) 30. Ask anything!

[ao3feed-kurthummel]

The Thoughts I Can't Deny

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/48408028

by Daisyishedwig

Kurt and Blaine are in a D/s relationship. Being roommates with Rachel and Santana makes this complicated. But one day, the girls find out. For a GKM prompt. Originally written in 2013/2014 and posted to FF.net.

Words: 30652, Chapters: 13/13, Language: English

Fandoms: Glee

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Santana Lopez, Rachel Berry, Dani (Glee)

Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Dani/Santana Lopez

Additional Tags: BDSM, Sub Blaine Anderson, Dom Kurt Hummel, Dom Santana Lopez, Blow Jobs, Bondage, Dom/sub, Punishment, Spanking, Panic Attacks, Subspace, Paddling, Collars, Chastity Device, Kink Negotiation, 24/7 kink dynamic, Orgasm Denial, Breathplay, Anal Plug, Anal Sex, Rimming, Safewords, Safeword Use, Overstimulation, Cock Rings, Anal Beads, Vibrators, Sensory Deprivation, Gags, Exhibitionism, Aftercare

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ecT3oRy This is an automatic feed of all new stories posted to the Kurt Hummel tag on AO3. Because of that, it is not guaranteed that Kurt is the main character in the story. There is also no judgment made as to ships, length, or warnings. Please verify content upon clicking through to AO3.