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[sweetporcelain]

Aloha. This is Kurt Hummel. I'm too busy to chat right now, but leave a message and I'll call you back when I'm done moisturising. Ciao!

[Feel free to contact here, either IC or OOC!. Kurt is also on Twitter @prancy_smurf. Mun can also be found on Twitter and AIM @shinypilot]

Comments

[blaineyboy.livejournal.com]

Hey! Found you through itsfabray :D Thought you'd like to do a little RP. I added you on AIM, I'm defiesgravity21.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Awesome! I'll look out for you :)

[blaineyboy.livejournal.com]

Great, if you wanna do something, let me know! I'm all for verses :)

[hereandnow.livejournal.com]

Aloha? What are you, Hawaiian now, Gayface?

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[Kurt should just ignore the message, really he should, but... there's a question he just has to know the answer to. He compromises by texting, rather than phoning back.]

[hereandnow.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian snorted, glancing at the text message.]

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[hereandnow.livejournal.com]

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

[Ring ring]

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[Kurt picks up almost immediately.] Hey baby!

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

Kurt! Oh God it's so nice to hear your voice. I always miss it.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Yours too! I miss hearing your voice so much. Thank you for calling.

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

As if I could resist. You know you've got me on a string, Kurt Hummel. Love string.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Mmm. A string has two ends.

Where are you? What are you doing?

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

And if we had a long enough one and two soup cans we could talk on those too.

Home. Bedroom. Watching playback of Cheerio practice. It's required. It's supposed to help us see our mistakes and improve. Then we write 200 times what we did wrong and hand it in. If we improve, we get a hard candy.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Do you have some time to help me with my problem? It's also to do with something hard, but it's not candy...

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

I have nothing but time. Laptop is shut, door is locked, entirely focused on you.

Tell me more about this problem, sounds serious.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

It is. Very serious. My pants have become way too tight and I need you to talk me through how to fix it.

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

That does sound very serious. Good thing I'm a doctor. Or watched a doctor show once. Either way, I'm here to help!

I think you should look for a button or a snap on your pants. Then very carefully undo it. If there is a zipper, it should come down too. You can't be too careful.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Yes, doctor... [Kurt shoves his phone between his ear and shoulder to free his hands, unbuttoning the front of his pants, groaning happily as he's given some small amount of relief.]

That feels better.

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

Good, good, you are well on your way to recovery. I'm... taking my own advice too. [He grinned into the phone.] Now, feel over the affected area, tell me if there is any swelling.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[Kurt can't keep the moan quiet as his hand rubs over his cock through his underwear]

Y-yeah. Yeah there is.

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

Ooh, sounds serious. We'll have to take care of this right away. [He was huffing into the phone which didn't sound very professional but keeping up the doctor facade was getting harder, to say the least.] You should strip completely naked and tell me how much swelling there is.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

O-okay. Hang on.

[Kurt gets rid of the rest of his clothes as quickly as possible, trying his best to keep his phone to his ear throughout. Finally naked, he lies down on his bed, hand wrapping around his cock and moaning out loud. Their roleplay is all but forgotten.]

Blaine...

[blainewanderson.livejournal.com]

[Blaine lets out a moan of his own, closing his eyes very tight, picturing Kurt with him, the feel of his breath against his skin, the softness of his hands, the lilt of his voice, he craved him, very deeply, all through him.

He started to stroke his own cock, lightly at first, then with more firmness, licking at his lips.] I need you, baby, I need you so badly.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

What do you need me to do? Tell me... [Somehow, Kurt's taken control of the situation, hand working over his cock while he listens to Blaine's breathing down the phone.]

I want you to tell me what you'd ask me to do. If I was there with you.

[oneview.livejournal.com]

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Kurt! It's Cooper. What's uuuuuuup?

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Oh, hi Cooper. How are you?

[Text]

[oneview.livejournal.com]

Great! How are you? Put on your party shoes! I'm coming to New York.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

You are? When? Does Blaine know?

[oneview.livejournal.com]

This weekend! Are you excited? Are you pointing? ;)

I didn't... I can. I thought a surprise would be better. Do you like surprises?

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Sorting out my tags. You have my full attention now, promise. Is this future!Cooper or current!Cooper?]

Well the surprise is kinda lost on me :P But I'm sure Blaine'll love to see you!

[oneview.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he will. I think we should go find him together.


[Probably just current. Can be future? I'm good with either.]

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Sounds good! When are you getting here?

[oneview.livejournal.com]

I'm heeeeere.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Where's here? :p

[oneview.livejournal.com]

New York here.

[prancysmurf.livejournal.com]

Whereabouts in New York, doofus?

[oneview.livejournal.com]

This little city. Something about an apple? :P