warnings: Daddy!kink, bp!kurt, spanking, mild dirty talk/slut shaming, light bondage
Kurt sat himself down on the opposite side of the couch from Blaine, watching him with careful eyes. He bit his bottom lip and sighed loudly. He’d spent all day at work and come home to find Blaine holed up on his side of the couch, school books and papers spread around him. “Daddy,” Kurt said in a sing-song voice, stretching a leg out to poke Blaine in the thigh with his toes.
Blaine sighed, tearing his eyes away from his book to glance up at Kurt with a raised eyebrow. “Baby, what do you need? Daddy’s busy…” He quickly looked down to highlight another paragraph, ignoring Kurt’s form on the other side of the couch. Kurt huffed a breath and pulled his legs back to sit up on his knees. He adjusted Blaine’s large t-shirt he wore and pouted at Blaine. “But, Daddy, I’m bored,” he whined, batting his eyelashes.