Title: That Boy is a Monster
Author: darkenrose
Rating: Older Teen/ adult
Pairing: Kurt Hummel/ Blaine Anderson
Warning: Swearing/ blood/ Gore
Disclaimer: The Glee characters and Lady Gaga's Monster are not mine
Summary: Kurt has a Monster in his bed…
Don't call me Gaga
I've never seen one like that before
Don't look at me like that
You amaze me
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
(You little monster)
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart out
(You amaze me)
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
He ate my heart, he a-a-ate my heart
Look at him, look at me,
That boy is bad, and honestly
He's a wolf in disguise
But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes
Kurt watch the dark hair boy… well man move effortlessly along with the heavy beat of the crowd in the shadowy club. The man was oozing wickedness as he stared back at Kurt and animalistic madness in his eyes and on his lips, which Kurt couldn't look away.
I asked my girlfriend if she'd seen you 'round before
She mumbled something while we got down on the floor, baby
We might've fucked not really sure, don't quite recall
But something tells me that I've seen him, yeah, before
Kurt turn to Rachael, who look had stated to drag him to the dance floor.
"Have you seen him before?"
Rachael was at the club more than him, but she shrugged and slurred "We might have fucked, I don't remember but he does look familiar."
He licked his lips, said to me
Girl, you look good enough to eat
Put his arms around me
Said, "Boy, now get your paws right off me"
Kurt watched as He licked his lips and somehow manages to slip between Kurt and Rachael and had twisted his arms around Kurt and put his lips to his ear. "Boy, you look good enough to eat." He was hot and Kurt felt himself being pushed closer, His breath scorching Kurt's ear and cheek.
He ate my heart, he ate my heart
Instead he's a monster in my bed
He ate my heart, he ate my heart
Instead he's a monster in my bed
I wanna just dance but he took me home instead
Uh oh, there was a monster in my bed
We French kissed on a subway train
He tore my clothes right off
He ate my heart then he ate my brain
All Kurt wanted to do was dance, but the man – Blaine took him by the hand and pulled him out the door towards the subway. Once on a train Blaine push Kurt forcefully against the seats and they French kiss for a while before Blaine started tugging at Kurt's tight clothes. The pair soon fell onto Kurt's plush bed.
Blaine bit down hard just above Kurt's heart. Kurt was mostly gone in the realms of pleasure to notice the blood curving freely around his chest; he arched and whined and cried till his throat was sore. Kurt's breath caught in his blooded chest as Blaine consumed him. His heart, his brain and his body all of him.
He ate my heart
(I love that girl)
He ate my heart
(Wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(He ate my heart)
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(He ate my heart )
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster, m-m-m-monster
(Could I love him?)
That boy is a monster
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