Hey everyone. This story is based on a brilliant prompt given to me by x. Myownway .x It's Dom!Older!Blaine and young!naive!Kurt. That's all I'm telling you now, you'll have to read the story to find out the happenings of our favourite couple. Enjoy!


Blaine Anderson sat in one of the booths of the club, his eyes trailing the dance floor for anyone remotely interesting for his new conquest. He was about to give up when his hazel eyes caught sight of the most stunning human he had seen. With his chestnut hair swept back from his face and his green eyes? Or are they blue, Blaine just couldn't tell. What he could tell though, was that this boy was definitely too young to be here and obviously a virgin. He smirked to himself; he had found his new plaything. Blaine stood up and started forcing his way to the bar and the boy he knew would be a lot of fun.


Kurt Hummel felt incredibly uncomfortable sitting at the bar on his own. He had come to the bar with his friends from school Nick and Jeff, after getting fake ID's and wanting to have a little fun, but now he wished he didn't. Both his friends were off on the dance floor, leaving him alone at the bar. He looked around uncomfortably as he got looks from guys his father's age!

Maybe he should have picked an outfit that looked less revealing and tight, he thought as he looked down at himself in his white button up and the tightest pair of skinny jeans he owned along with his calf high boots. He was just about to go find his friends when a much older man grabbed his wrist.

"Where are you goin' babe?" He asked Kurt, leaning close to his face and letting his alcoholic breath wash over him. Kurt panicked and tried to struggle away when he heard a smooth voice and felt an arm wrap around his waist.

"Excuse me mate, can you let my boyfriend go? I'm so sorry, sweetie, I left you here, but you know the guys, they had to pull me away from you." He smirked, pressing a soft kiss to the boys' temple. Kurt looked up at the nameless man before feeling the stinky mans hand remove itself from his wrist.

"Oh, it's okay. They hate sharing you with me." He joked, smiling gratefully up at him as the other man walked away. Kurt sighed and pulled away from the curly haired man. "Thank you for saving me."

"Anytime, cutie." He winked and sat down next to the boy, ordering two cocktails. "So, what's your name?" He asked, passing Kurt one of the purple concoctions that was placed in front of them.

"Uhr... Kurt, y-yours?" He stuttered, looking away from the handsome man and blushing. He couldn't believe this man was actually speaking to him. Him! There was a number of good looking guys in this place, and this god of a man was speaking to him.

Blaine chuckled and looked the boy up and down. "Blaine. By the reaction to that guy, I'm, guessing first time clubbing? That and I've never seen you here before."

Kurt nodded shyly. "Yeah, it's a friends 21st so we're out partying." He lied smoothy, taking a sip of his drink. Blaine shook his head and leaned in close to Kurt's ear.

"How old are you really, Kurt? You can trust me, I'm not a person who will rat you out." He smirked as he saw Kurt shiver.

"Fine... I'm 16, but please don't tell anyone here! I'll do anything." He instantly regretted saying that as he saw Blaine's eyes darken slightly and lick his lips. He looked away and continued to sip his drink.

"Oh, Kurt, I know you'll do anything, because you seem like the type of boy who follows orders well enough. So tell me, do you have a boyfriend?" Blaine asked, smirking at him.

Kurt shook his head shyly. "No, I don't. Not too many gay guys around. Um, look, I think I'm just going to try and find a way home without my dad getting angry at me."

Blaine stopped the gorgous boy from running away from him, he wasn't getting away that easily. "Hey, I have an idea. Why don't you come back with me? I only live around the corner and you can freshen up and we can possibly get to know each other more?" He noticed Kurt's eyes betray his mouth.

"No, I really shouldn't, I'm with some friends and I can't leave them." Blaine knew he was going to say something like that and had already come up with a plan.

"But I think you should. Look at your friends, Kurt, all wrapped up in each other. You wouldn't want to be a burden on them would you, The awkward third wheel?" Blaine saw Kurt's face fall slightly before nodding at him.

"O-Okay, I'll come home with you, as long as you drop me back off at school tomorrow, okay?" He asked with a shaky voice. Blaine nodded and sent Kurt to go and say goodbye to his friends. He fetched his coat from the locker rooms and walked to the door, spotting Kurt standing in the corner awkwardly. He walked up to him and wrapped his arm around his waist, making him jump.

"You ready to go, babe? It's about a 20 minute walk to mine and I don't want you getting cold so take my jacket." He placed his jacket over Kurt's shoulders and watched the boy hold it tighter around himself. He nodded at the boy and led him outside into the crisp, autumn air and down the road. With each step, the music became quieter and quieter until the only noises they heard were the rustling of the wind in the bushes, the occasional bird and the crunching of their footsteps on the gravel and fallen leaves.

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