AN: This was for the prompt where Kurt intentionally provokes Blaine and ends up pushing too far. But it took a little bit of its own turn and I hope the prompter still enjoys.

Mannequin

Blaine sighed as he unlocked the door to the apartment, relieved to finally be home. With only one more day until the weekend, he was ready to relax for the evening. He opened the door and was unable to stifle a yelp as he was immediately face to face with a half-dressed mannequin. "Kurt!"

"Blaine!" Kurt yelled back from in the living room, laughing to himself. Blaine walked into the room and raised his eyebrows at the sight.

"Is Vogue going to be calling the police for theft?" Blaine leaned over the pile of fabric next to Kurt on the couch to give him a kiss

"Such a comedian." Kurt replied, turning back to the mannequin in front him. "Vogue is well aware of where their stuff is. I've got that deadline tomorrow and need to get this outfit right. Isabelle is taking it with her for the fashion show and she leaves after lunch."

"Okay then. That's good. I'd hate to have to spank you for stealing all this." Blaine replied teasingly.

Kurt blushed, always a little embarrassed at the thought even as he replied haughtily. "You'd love to spank me and you know it. You can't get enough of this ass."

Blaine chuckled. "So true. Well, while you work, I'll get dinner going. Pasta okay?"

Kurt agreed and turned his concentration back to his outfit, listening as Blaine set to work in the kitchen, music turning on and Blaine's voice singing along. As Kurt finished a line on the outfit, he laughed to himself. Quietly rising, he tiptoed over to the front hallway and picked up the mannequin that had startled Blaine earlier. He quietly brought it over to the kitchen door and set it down before sneaking back to the couch.

Sucked back into his work, he was startled when he heard Blaine let out a yelp and looked up to see Blaine glaring at the mannequin. Kurt burst out laughing and Blaine turned his glare to him.

"You think you're funny?"

"I know I am." Kurt answered, still laughing. He stood up and put his hands up in front of him as Blaine started towards him. "Now let's not be too hasty. It's just a joke."

Blaine wriggled his fingers threateningly and continued stalking forward. "We will see how funny you find it once I'm done with you."

Kurt let out a shriek as he was backed into a corner and Blaine's fingers began tickling into his sides. "Blaine!"

"See this is much funnier." Blaine teased. "Isn't it?"

"Blaine!" Kurt gasped between laughs.

"Not going to stop until you admit I'm funnier." Blaine said in a sing-song voice, laughing as he continued tormenting Kurt.

"Okay, it's funnier. Stop, stop." Kurt pleaded, giggles escaping him.

Blaine stopped tickling and wrapped his arms around his gasping fiance. "Dinner's ready, by the way."

Kurt huffed and gently shoved Blaine away. "Good. That's the only reason I keep you around. Certainly not to put up with this abuse."

"Abuse? I can show you abuse." Blaine wriggled his fingers again and Kurt quickly shuffled away.

"Nope, not necessary. Now come on, dinner's getting cold." Kurt quickly moved into the kitchen and out of range of Blaine's tickles.

Blaine followed him into the kitchen and they ate the quick meal before Kurt went back to work. Blaine retreated into the bedroom as Kurt had taken over all available surfaces in the living room. Kurt worked diligently for a couple hours before a mischievous grin took over his face. He went and moved the mannequin once more, setting it just to the edge of the door to the bedroom so Blaine wouldn't see it until he ran right into it.

Sitting back down on the couch, Kurt called into the bedroom. "Hey, hon. Can you come help me? I need a third hand to hold this piece in place."

He listened as Blaine got up and walked over to the door, laughing when Blaine jumped as he stepped out of the bedroom and was startled by the mannequin. Blaine sighed. "Really?"

"You're just so afraid of it." Kurt laughed in response.

"And you've had your fun now. You know that mannequin episode of Doctor Who freaked me out." Blaine pouted, giving Kurt his best sad face.

Kurt stopped laughing and went over to Blaine, wrapping him in a hug. "Don't give me those eyes. Make me feel bad."

"Stop being mean with the mannequin and I'll stop making the face." Blaine offered, resting his chin on Kurt's shoulder.

Kurt pretended to think about it for a moment before sighing. "Fine. I guess I'll stop. I suppose it is a little too easy."

"Brat." Blaine responded, tightening one of his arms around Kurt as he brought his hand down in a solid spank against Kurt's butt. "You almost done with your work?"

Kurt let out a small yelp at the swat, relaxing back into the hug as Blaine's hand rested comfortably on his butt where it had just landed. "Yeah, I'm almost done. I just need to double check the measurements against the mannequin one more time. I'll finish the assembly tomorrow with Matthew."

"Sounds good. I'm going to go shower and get ready for bed while you finish up then." Blaine pulled back and gave Kurt a deep kiss, slowly pulling back as they both needed to breathe. "Don't take too long."

With those words, Blaine disappeared back into the bedroom. Kurt moaned to himself, wishing that he could follow as he heard the shower turn on. Turning back to his work, he quickly finished up the remaining pieces and tidied it up. As he made his way back to the bedroom where he could still hear the shower going, he glanced at the mannequin. Biting his lip, he debated with himself before giving a mental shrug. He picked up the mannequin and pulled it with him into the bedroom, setting it up just outside the bathroom door.

He stepped into the bathroom and shut the door in the mannequin's face, quickly stripping and jumping into the shower behind Blaine. Blaine grinned and grabbed Kurt's hips, pulling him in tight. "You all done then?"

"Yeah." Kurt answered, leaning in to kiss Blaine, on the lips, the chin, the neck. "Now I want my reward."

Blaine laughed, tilting his head to the side as Kurt trailed kisses down the side of his neck. "Who said anything about a reward?"

"No one said anything but I definitely deserve one." Kurt answered, sinking down onto his knees as he continued kissing down Blaine's body. "Oh, and there it is."

"I thought I was the one with the cheesy porn dialogue." Blaine quipped before gasping as Kurt's tongue darted out to lick at his hardened cock.

"Are you complaining?" Kurt asked before wrapping his lips around the tip of Blaine's cock. He slowly moved his head down to bring more of Blaine's cock into his mouth.

Blaine groaned out in response, one hand going against the wall behind him to brace himself as the other hand settled behind Kurt's head. He kept his hand there, not holding Kurt in place at all but just grounding himself as Kurt began to suck and lick. Blaine gasped, hand scrabbling against the wall as his knees grew weak. Kurt moaned a bit as Blaine's hand tightened in his hair, causing vibrations around Blaine's cock.

Barely able to keep his hips from thrusting forward and fucking into Kurt's hot mouth, Blaine moaned, feeling his orgasm rise. Kurt pulled back and used his hand to start gently rubbing Blaine's balls as he licked around the tip of Blaine's cock before tightening his lips and sucking. Blaine cried out as he came, hand in Kurt's hair gripping tightly as he came into Kurt's mouth.

Kurt swallowed and pulled back, smirking up at the sight Blaine made, panting for air above him. "Good?"

Blaine laughed breathlessly. "Very, very good. But that felt more like a reward for me."

"Well, I certainly wouldn't complain if you wanted to help me out with a problem I'm having." Kurt responded, his hand wrapping around his own hard cock. He only managed to get a single pump of his hand in before Blaine reached down and tugged him up to his feet.

Blaine pushed him against the wall, grabbing his hands and putting them above his head. "Keep them there."

Kurt laced his fingers together as he rested against the wall. "Yes, sir."

Blaine gave Kurt a hard kiss, licking into his mouth and tasting himself on Kurt's tongue before dropping to his knees in front of Kurt. Kurt gasped as Blaine swallowed down around him, hardly giving Kurt any time to adjust as he began sucking and teasing around Kurt. Blaine put his hands on Kurt's hips and held tightly as he deep-throated Kurt, glancing up to make sure Kurt's hands hadn't dropped.

Barely remembering to keep his hands against the wall, Kurt moaned and whined, unable to push forward into the tight heat around his cock as Blaine held him down. It didn't take long for him to reach the edge, breath coming out quickly in high-pitched gasps as he came. Blaine slowly licked Kurt clean, taking his time as Kurt recovered. Kurt let out a whine as Blaine's tongue darted over his over-sensitive cock. Blaien grinned at the noise and gave a couple more licks in the same spot, wringing the same noise out of Kurt again before he stopped.

He stood up and turned the shower off, only just thinking about the water they had been wasting. Kurt looked at him with his eyes half open, still in a post-orgasm euphoria. His hands remained above his head waiting for the order to put them down.

Blaine wrapped his hands around Kurt's wrists and pressed him into the wall, increasing the pressure on him as he leaned in to give him a kiss. "Good boy."

He stepped back and pulled Kurt's hands down from the wall, keeping his hand around one of his wrists as he stepped out of the shower. "Let's get dried off and see if we've got time for any more fun tonight."

Kurt grinned at that, following Blaine willingly until Blaine went to open the bathroom door. He pulled Blaine back, tugging the arm that Blaine was holding. "Wait."

"What?" Blaine asked, worried at the sudden change of emotion in Kurt. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no. I just need to...get the bedroom ready?" Kurt offered weakly, trying to maneuver around Blaine so he could get to the door before Blaine and maybe move the mannequin before he saw it.

Blaine watched Kurt and had a moment of realization as he saw his fiance trying to slip out of the room without opening the door more than a crack. Raising an eyebrow at Kurt, he reached over and pulled the bathroom door all the way open, sighing as he saw the mannequin standing in front of the door, clearly placed to scare him again. "Really, Kurt? I mean, really? Are you serious?"

Kurt looked down, blushing. "Sorry."

"Sorry what?" Blaine asked, tone hard. He had gotten pretty good at reading Kurt over the years and had the feeling he knew what this was about.

"I'm sorry, sir." Kurt answered quietly, his cock twitching a bit as he felt the embarrassment begin to coil tightly in his belly.

"You will be." Blaine replied, his own cock starting to harden again at the sight of his gorgeous fiance shifting in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed. He looked naughty and like he was in desperate need of a spanking. "What do you think I should do with you? Acting like a child, playing pranks on me? What does that kind of behavior get you?"

Kurt bit his lip, looking up at Blaine through his lashes. His eyes stopped for a moment on Blaine's half-hard cock before rising to make eye contact with him and then looking back at the ground again. "A spanking, sir."

"I think that sounds just right. A nice bare bottom spanking to get your cheeks hot and red. Get you crying and apologizing and promising not to try to scare me again. You think that sounds like what you deserve?" Blaine asked, his voice low as he stepped closer to Kurt, grabbing him under the chin and lifting his head up to force eye contact.

Kurt turned an even brighter red as he felt his cock rising in clear arousal in spite of, or because of, the shame and embarrassment building at those words. "Yes, sir."

"Then I see no reason to wait. Over my lap." Blaine responded, setting a towel down on the toilet lid and taking a seat. Kurt stepped over and slowly bent over Blaine's lap, awkwardly trying to get himself into position without squishing either of their erections. Blaine ran a hand across one of Kurt's pale cheeks, still a little damp from the shower. "I'm not really mad. But I do think a little punishment is in order. It's been a while since you got spanked and it's pretty clear to me that you are due one."

Kurt squirmed, gasping as his cock brushed against Blaine's naked thigh. "Yes, sir."

"Yes, sir, what?" Blaine asked, patting at Kurt's cheeks. "Tell me what you need and what you want so I know we are on the same page."

Kurt groaned, much preferring when Blaine just took over. But they were in non-negotiated territory so he could appreciate Blaine wanting to check in even if it was agonizingly embarrassing to respond to that question. "I need you to spank me and I want you to do it until I'm red and sore and crying. Please, sir?"

Blaine raised his hand up and brought it down with a smack. "I can definitely do that. And if you think you can get off in the meantime, you have my permission for that." With those words, Blaine closed his legs together, trapping Kurt's cock between his naked thighs even as his right hand began landing solid smacks across Kurt's quickly pinking cheeks.

Kurt gasped and panted, the slight dampness to his skin making the spanks land with just a bit more sting than normal. Each spank caused him to wriggle and thrust, his cock pressing between Blaine's thighs, barely getting any stimulation as the heat quickly began to rise in his cheeks.

Wrapping his arm tightly around Kurt's waist to hold him steady, Blaine began landing swat after swat on his right cheek. Kurt's body kept brushing up against his own hard cock and he wondered both why they never did naked spankings and whether it had been a good idea to do a naked spanking this time. Not letting himself get too distracted even as pleasure coursed through him, Blaine concentrated on turning Kurt's right cheek a bright red before switching over to the left.

Kurt let out a loud whine as the spanks landed hard and fast, an unbelievable sting growing. He grabbed tightly to Blaine's ankle to prevent himself from reaching back, trying to concentrate his attention on his still very hard cock. Even with the pain, the whole situation was proving to be a major turn-on and his cock continued to get harder as he thrust back and forth with each spank.

Blaine stopped spanking for a moment, hand resting on the red cheeks in front of him. He smirked as Kurt continued to move his hips forward into the space between his legs, seeking more stimulation to send him over the edge. Blaine wrapped his right hand around his own cock and began jerking himself off, his left hand moving down to hold tightly to Kurt's stinging cheeks.

Kurt gasped as Blaine's hand clenched his cheeks, his fingers digging into his skin. He could feel Blaine's thighs trembling under him and it only caused him to thrust forward more quickly, trying to get himself to that edge. He heard Blaine gasp behind him before he felt what must have been Blaine's come land on his bare cheeks and managed to thrust forward at an angle that pushed him over the edge as well. He came hard, his butt cheeks clenching and unclenching as he orgasmed.

Slowly recovering, Blaine moved his left hand back to wrap around Kurt's waist to hold him in place. He began rubbing Kurt's cheeks with his right hand, rubbing the cum into his red cheeks. "You're red and you look sore but you're not crying yet. Should I stop?"

Kurt considered it before slumping over Blaine's lap. "No, sir."

"My good boy." Blaine praised Kurt, laughing to himself as he saw Kurt's facial cheeks blush at the words. "In that case, I'm going to continue. And I'm not going to stop until you've learned your lesson about being such a naughty brat and trying to scare me."

"Yes, sir." Kurt responded, getting cut off with a yelp as Blaine landed a spank down low on his sit spot. The brief reprieve quickly proved to be Kurt's undoing as Blaine's hand fell in sharp swats all across his sit spot, turning the sensitive area bright red before going back up to re-warm his cheeks. Kurt's feet kicked out and his hands tightened around Blaine's ankle as he felt the fire grow. He couldn't stop himself and threw a hand back, letting out a cry as Blaine didn't even slow down. Blaine's hand continued to fall, now down on Kurt's upper thighs as his left hand grabbed Kurt's hand and tightly pinned it to his back.

"Oh, ow, please, sir. Owwww." Kurt yelped out, breathes coming out in short, uneven gasps.

"Not even close." Blaine replied, flicking his wrist through the next flurry of swats, targeting all of them along Kurt's upper inner thighs.

Kurt crossed his legs together, trying to protect that sensitive area as Blaine built up swat after swat, stoking along a fire in Kurt's butt. He gasped out a sob and broke down, tears bursting free and pouring down his face. Blaine kept up the spanks for a while after that, landing them all over, slowing them down and lightening his touch but giving Kurt enough to keep him crying for a while. Kurt couldn't find the energy to plead for it to stop, not really wanting it to. He could feel the fire burning him, the pain coursing through him with every fresh spank of Blaine's hand. But every moment he spent crying over Blaine's lap, spanked to tears by the man he was going to marry, was another moment where he could feel the stress of wedding planning and work draining out of him.

Blaine slowed to a stop as Kurt's sobs quieted down, just the occasional shuddering sob escaping him as he cried himself out. Blaine gently patted the burning skin in front of him, occasionally rubbing gently to soothe him. As Kurt's breathing evened out, Blaine reached over to the counter and grabbed the lotion, gently rubbing it into Kurt's sore cheeks.

Kurt sighed and relaxed as he felt the cool lotion rub into his skin. He wiped ineffectually at his face, resigning himself to an intense facial session that weekend. Blaine gently lifted Kurt and settled him down on his lap, hand resting firmly on his red cheeks to hold him. Kurt squirmed a bit, the pressure hurting but also grounding him. He rested his head against Blaine's shoulder and sniffled. "Well, red, sore, and crying was definitely achieved."

Blaine laughed at that, giving the top of Kurt's head a kiss. "It's what you wanted and frankly, what you've been asking for all night."

"Yeah." Kurt agreed. "I didn't really realize it until we were here but that was what I needed. And maybe the mannequin was how my subconscious was communicating that."

"Maybe. But I would much prefer you use your words. Damn mannequin is creepy." Blaine replied, fake shuddering in horror.

Laughing, Kurt sat up, hissing as his weight shifted onto his sore thighs. He gave Blaine a kiss on the cheek. "I'll protect you from the evil mannequin as long as you'll be the big spoon tonight."

"Sounds like a deal to me." Blaine agreed, helping Kurt up and holding him steady for a moment to make sure he had his feet under him. Kurt grinned and grabbed Blaine's right hand, lifting it to his mouth to press a kiss to his palm, still red from spanking him. With a blush, Kurt then disappeared from the bathroom, grabbing the mannequin to move to the living room for the night. Blaine smiled and got up, heading to the bedroom to get ready for bed.

Both of them finished their nightly routines and slipped under the covers, Blaine pulling Kurt to him and wrapping his arm around him. "I love you."

"I love you too." Kurt responded, eyes already drifting closed.

When Kurt's alarm went off the next morning, he slipped out of bed and quickly got ready, wanting to get to Vogue early with his design. Gathering his materials together, he put it all in a collapsible cart, setting the mannequin down on top of the pile. He moved it to the hallway so he could grab it all on his way out the door before disappearing into the kitchen to grab his lunch.

Blaine woke up and stumbled out to the hallway, letting out a startled yell at the sight of the mannequin looming over him in the dark. "Kurt!"

Kurt burst into the hallway, eyes wide as he took in the sight of Blaine glaring at him while pointing at the mannequin. "I swear, it wasn't on purpose!"

"Get it out of here." Blaine ordered. "No more mannequins."

Kurt laughed and walked over to Blaine, giving him a quick kiss. "Yes, sir. I'll see you tonight."

As Kurt turned to go, Blaine landed a quick spank to his butt. Kurt yelped and jumped, reaching back to give his cheeks a rub. He was still a little sore from the night before. He pouted at Blaine but Blaine just laughed. "Get out of here before I decide you need a reminder."

Kurt laughed and took off through the front door, calling out a quick "I love you."

Blaine responded in kind and retreated back to the bedroom to start getting ready for his own day.

AN: Hope you all enjoyed. Please comment. If it weren't for you all, I probably wouldn't have started writing again so I very much appreciate the comments.