There's still so much to do, Blaine realizes as he cooks breakfast for the two of them the next day. He has to destroy their contract, remove Kurt's collar and start anew. He basically has to date Kurt all over again to get to know him in a different scenario.
He knows Kurt from the inside out, but now he can't act as Dom, but rather equal.
And while that scares Kurt, it scares him as well.
He doesn't know what will happen in the next week, how many panic attacks will happen, how severe (because that one thing is clear — Kurt will have panic attacks) and how Blaine is supposed to deal with it all.
But for Kurt he would do anything. He's his first priority at the moment and everything else can wait.
Blaine has called the office first thing this morning and handed all of his cases over to someone else, not wanting to bother with calls or emails or work in general when he has a hurting sub on his hands.
A long yawn comes from the entry way and Blaine turns around to smile at Kurt who only waves a little in response.
"G'morning," Kurt says softly, rubbing his eye as he sits at the bar and rests his cheek on his palm.
"Good morning sleepy head. Breakfast will be ready in just a few minutes," Blaine says with a small smile as he flips the eggs. He turns around and doesn't miss the way Kurt makes a face of uneasiness as he reluctantly settles in the chair. He turns back to the breakfast in front of him, making sure everything is cooked to perfection. Kurt deserves as much.
"Blaine?" He turns his head and hums in acknowledgement. "Was yesterday — did yesterday… what happened yesterday. It actually happened, didn't it?"
Blaine bites his lip, turns only to turn the burner off and set the eggs off to the side.
"Yeah sweetheart, it did." Blaine makes his way over to him, the counter the only thing separating them as Blaine takes his hands.
Kurt nods in understanding, glancing at their joined hands.
"You have to take my collar… don't you?" he asks softly as Blaine's thumb runs over his knuckles.
"Yeah baby… I do."
Kurt bites his lip and lets his head completely fall as he takes a deep, shuddering breath.
"It's ok Kurt… you can let it out," Blaine says softly as he makes his way around the counter to embrace Kurt. Kurt only turns his face into Blaine's chest, fisting his hands in the thin shirt.
"I don't want you to," Kurt says brokenly.
Blaine sets his chin on top of Kurt's head and closes his eyes.
"I know baby, I know. We still have a week though. We'll go at it at our own pace."
Kurt nods and Blaine can still feel tears seeping through his shirt. He wants to join Kurt, cry his own tears.
But he can't. He has to stay strong for Kurt, because he needs someone to lean on through this. And that someone is Blaine. He has to wait until Kurt is away to let his own emotions show.
Blaine's suddenly glad for neither of them having work that day — Kurt has an audition Monday.
They eat breakfast in silence and Blaine stops Kurt as he stands up to collect their plates.
"Go relax a little," Blaine says simply, placing a soft kiss to his head. Kurt only nods in agreement and goes to the couch, drawing his legs up to his chest.
As Blaine does the dishes, he receives a call, the caller ID flashing as Mike Chang.
"Hey Mike," Blaine says softly, placing the phone between his cheek and his shoulder. "How are things?"
He hears his friend sigh deeply on the other line. "I just got Tina to relax. She's sleeping now. How about you? How's Kurt doing?"
"Probably the same as Tina is. I can't even imagine how many panic attacks will occur this week," Blaine says in a hushed tone. "God, this is so stupid. What makes him think he can just take office and leave everyone else here in the complete dark about what to do next?"
"You know what I heard? He doesn't even have a sub. She's his actual wife, so of course he won't sympathize with us."
"Who voted for him anyways? God this is just a whole bunch of shit!"
"I know!" Mike exclaims. "Listen, Tina's probably going to need me soon, but if you need me at all, give me a call, alright?"
"You too man. I'll talk to you later."
When Blaine walks out, it's to Kurt sitting on the couch, face buried in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees.
"How are you feeling sweetheart?" Blaine asks softly as he sits next to him and places a warm hand on his back and leaning in close, their legs touching.
"I'm just feeling really overwhelmed right now, Sir. I don't know what to do."
Blaine nods, pressing a kiss to his temple. "Good boy. Thank you for being honest with me." Blaine can see Kurt visibly relax at the simple praise and Blaine slides his hand down to grip at his boy's waist, hugging him close and pressing his lips to Kurt's hair. "We'll figure this out sweetheart. I promise I'm always going to be here."
"Thank you, Sir. I'm sorry; can we not talk about this anymore? I just want to try to forget it for a while."
"Of course, Beautiful. We can do anything you like."
"Let's go for a walk. Central Park is always beautiful in the winter. We've been too busy to make it down there."
"That sounds like a great idea. Go get ready, be sure to wear something extra warm and we'll leave in about an hour. We can stop for bagels on the way there. Sound good?"
"Yes Sir," Kurt says with a smile as he plants his lips against Blaine's before standing up. "Will you join me, Sir?"
"Of course I will," Blaine says softly, taking Kurt's offered hand and lets his sub guide him to the bedroom.
They shower quickly, and Blaine is semi grateful that Kurt doesn't try to initiate anything. It's not that he doesn't want to do anything with his sub — god he wants that body — but that's not what Kurt needs right now, and Blaine would feel like he was taking advantage of Kurt.
Maybe tonight, Blaine thinks with a small smile. Tonight when they've had a day of fun and they can momentarily forget about everything that has and will happen.
They're out the door in forty minutes, ice skates in hand, which Blaine is very pleased with and makes it known to Kurt.
"I'm proud of you for getting ready so quickly. I honestly wasn't expecting to get out of here in an hour and a half, much less forty minutes."
"You said you wanted to be out of here in an hour, Sir. I just wanted to obey," Kurt says quietly, looking down at their joined hands.
Blaine stops at that and turns so they're facing each other. When Kurt continues to look at the floor, Blaine gently places his index finger under his sub's chin to make their eyes meet.
"What's going on? It's not that I'm angry for you obeying. I'm just confused. When I give you a time limit for getting ready, you usually throw a fit and make us late. Why now?"
Kurt averts his eyes and chews on is bottom lip, a habit that he picked up over the years and Blaine was determined to break.
Blaine smiles lovingly and places his thumb on his boy's lips, making Kurt's bottom lip be free from his teeth.
"Look at me, Beautiful," Blaine says gently, smiling softly when Kurt's eyes land on Blaine's. "I need you to be extra honest with me this week, alright? It's going to be crazy and as much as I would love to, I can't read minds. So, tell me what's on your mind."
"I'm afraid… I'm scared that I won't be enough for you after this week — when I can't serve you anymore or anything. I'm afraid that you'll leave me."
"Oh, my beautiful boy," Blaine says softly as he wraps Kurt up in his arms. "You will always be good enough. I'm not going to leave you because you can't serve me. I fell in love with Kurt, the beautiful, incredible man who stole my heart and took my breath away. I fell in love with Kurt Hummel who has an incredible personality and who was my friend before he was my submissive and my responsibility. I will always love you, no matter what. We'll figure this out together."
"I'm sorry, Sir. I-I'm just — I feel so lost."
"Don't apologize, Beautiful. Right now, we're going to go enjoy New York in the winter time, and we're going to have fun," Blaine says with a small smile as he pulls back and moves his thumb over Kurt's cheek bone, wiping away a tear.
Kurt only nods and closes his eyes for a few seconds before opening them again with a small smile playing on his lips.
"Let's go," Kurt says gently.
Blaine takes his hand again, and guides them to the elevator, squeezing his fingers around Kurt's making an even brighter smile spread across his lips.
They grab a couple bagels to go and head down to Central Park, finishing their food just in time. Blaine pays while Kurt goes to find a locker, Blaine joining him seconds later. They change their shoes and walk awkwardly out to the rink.
"God, I haven't done this in forever," Kurt whispers to Blaine as they near the entrance.
"We'll be awesome, no doubt about it," Blaine says, stepping off the ledge and into the ice rink. "Come on, it's not too bad," he says, even as a little boy skates past him so fast that it makes him lose his balance and he falls flat on his back.
Blaine glares up at Kurt as Kurt lets out a small giggle.
"Oh honey, let me help you up." Kurt smiles gently as Blaine takes his hands and stands up, wobbling slightly. "Come on, let's go!"
They skate around the rink a couple dozen times, both laughing as they stumble a few times, arms wrapped around each other's waists to hold them steady. Their gloved hands are wrapped around each other's, and Blaine just takes the opportunity to watch as Kurt lifts his head to the sky and closes his eyes, letting himself be free.
"Well, what do we have here? The hobbit himself and his little slave," a voice says behind them.
"Kurt, don't," Blaine whispers harshly as they skid to a stop and turn around. Blaine knows full well who the voice belongs to and knows what Kurt will do if Blaine doesn't say anything. "Hello, Sebastian. How are you this lovely day?"
"Oh, just admiring the view of a lovely ass and a not so well formed, less than a human being submissive."
Blaine feels Kurt shudder beside him, and Blaine can't help but grip Kurt's hand tightly in his own.
"Fuck off, Sebastian. We didn't do anything to you."
"Wrong, Blainers. Where have you even been the last few days?"
"I took the next couple of weeks off; I handed all of my cases to George. Bill didn't seem to mind too much," Blaine says, tugging Kurt lightly so that he is more behind Blaine then right next to him.
Sebastian leans against the wall of the rink and smirks. "I can't wait until you get knocked off your high horse. That will be a glorious day for me and the rest of the firm." Sebastian starts to head off, but then turns back to the pair. "And I would suggest keeping that pet of yours on a tighter leash, Blaine."
With that, Sebastian skates off in the other direction just as quickly as he appeared and Blaine has to tug on Kurt's hand to get him to follow him to the exit.
"We're going home, Kurt," Blaine says simply, seeing the distressed look that is painfully evident on his subs face. When they get to the locker rooms, Blaine kneels in front of Kurt where he has seated himself on a bench and starts to untie his shoes. "It's over now, my beautiful boy. He's gone and we don't have to worry about him. You're mine, and you are absolutely beautiful."
"I'm not good enough, not good enough. I'm ugly and I-I-"
"Kurt, stop right now." Blaine leans up and takes Kurt's face in his hands, forcing them to have eye contact. "Stop it. You are beautiful and you are mine."
"I-I will never be good enough, I-I-"
"Kurt, I'm warning you. Stop it right now," Blaine says, placing his hand firmly on top of Kurt's.
"I'm not… I'm bad, I'm horrible and despicable and —
"Kurt, I have told you more than enough times," Blaine says quietly but stern enough. He's trying so hard to keep his anger at bay — at Sebastian, always someone else, never Kurt. "You will be getting a punishment when we get home. Now finish taking your skates off and put your shoes on."
Kurt swallows hard, managing to barely choke out a, "Yes Sir", and finishes putting his street shoes on, tying the laces of his skates together so he can swing them over his shoulder.
"You will not speak unless I speak to you or I tell you to, understand?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good."
The rest of the walk is silent as they make their way back to the small apartment. When they get inside, Blaine takes both of their skates and puts them in the closet.
"I want you to go to the bedroom, strip and wait for me," Blaine says simply as he makes eye contact with Kurt. When Kurt nods and turns around Blaine coughs slightly. "I need an audible answer, Kurt."
"Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir."
"That's better." With that Kurt turns to the bedroom and does as he's told, while Blaine makes a mental note of what just happened. Kurt never forgot that rule. He was always eager to answer Blaine especially in a punishment.
Blaine lets the thought go for now as he walks over to the thermostat and turns it up a couple notches so that the apartment is a reasonable temperature for Kurt. While it is punishment, he doesn't need his boy freezing.
Blaine makes his way back to the bedroom to see Kurt kneeling, hands behind his back, head bowed and bare of everything but his leather collar.
"Good boy," Blaine murmurs softly, running fingers through the man's light brown hair before tugging ever so lightly. It's strong enough to elicit a high whine and forces them to make eye contact. "You will go stand in that corner over there," Blaine says as he nods to their usual corner, "until I tell you to come out. While you are in the corner, I want you to think long and hard about what happened and why you are standing there. Understood?"
"Yes Sir. While in the corner, I have to think about what I did wrong."
"Good boy. Now go on over there. I'm going to grab the cuffs really quick."
Blaine does as he says as Kurt stands in the corner. Blaine stands behind Kurt, cuffs slung over his shoulder as his hands run down Kurt's shoulders and biceps, forcing the arms gently and slowly to go behind his back. Blaine cuffs his wrists together and kisses the back of his sub's neck.
"No noises, no talking and no moving," Blaine says softly as he squeezes Kurt's hands once more and reclines on the bed.
If anything good comes out of this new law, it's that Blaine doesn't have to punish Kurt anymore. He hates having to punish his sub, hates not being able to be affectionate and "the nice guy" all the time. But he also knows Kurt needs it — especially in times like these.
Kurt's insecurities started to grow ever since Karofsky entered the picture in Kurt's sophomore year of high school. The bully had brought him down so many times, physically and emotionally, that Kurt couldn't take it anymore. Lucky for them, that led Kurt to Blaine which led them to now. But that hurt was still there for Kurt, that insecurity of not being good enough was always there and Blaine would punish him for it. Not for having those feelings, god no. But because Kurt never listened to Blaine during times like these when the insecurities would take over Kurt's mind.
That's what led Blaine to working part time in the first place. In the first few weeks that Blaine had started his job, Kurt had called Blaine the moment he was back at the apartment after his classes, knowing Blaine had his own work to tend to. But not even an hour after that did he receive a panicky call from the sub saying something about a panic attack and insecurities and Blaine broke about twenty traffic laws getting home.
That was the first time.
The other times, he expected it. He tried to tell Kurt that it was okay, that he would be there in two hours, that Blaine still and would always love and care for him no matter what. But nothing worked.
And then a month after that first incident, Blaine punished him for not listening to him.
("Why aren't you listening to me Kurt? You are perfect and I love you. You don't need to worry about me leaving you because I won't. How many times do I have to say that?")
That led to Kurt having corner time which immediately shut him up — for the time being.
"You may come out now, Kurt," Blaine says softly as he sees fifteen minutes has passed. He stands up and watches as Kurt slowly turns around, his gaze somewhat unfocused and his posture completely relaxed as he falls to his knees at Blaine's feet.
"Why did I have to punish you, Beautiful?" Blaine asks softly, running a soothing hand through Kurt's thick hair.
"I didn't listen to you, Sir. I was accusing you of lying by not listening to what you were saying," Kurt says softly, speaking to Blaine's knees.
"And why isn't that good, Beautiful?" Blaine asks as he lets his hand drop from his subs hair to his chin to lift up slightly so they make eye contact.
"Because that means that I don't trust you fully, and I need to be honest and trust you extra this week. If there's no trust, we can't have a proper relationship."
"That's right my beautiful boy," Blaine says softly as he drops to his knees as well. "I need you to trust me with everything you have so I can be a good Dom for you. If I don't have your trust, then this can't work as well as it has." Kurt nods as a tear slips from his eyes. Blaine sighs with a small smile. "You took the punishment so well. You are such a good boy," Blaine says softly as he runs another soothing hand through his subs hair and wipes away the tear.
Blaine leans forward and their lips touch for a brief moment before he pulls back again. "Come on; let's lay on the bed for a while, hmm?"
"May I have my hands in front of me, Sir?" Kurt asks softly as Blaine helps him to stand.
"Of course you can," Blaine says immediately. Blaine turns Kurt around gently as he takes the cuffs off and massages both wrists with his thumbs. "Go ahead and get on the bed, Beautiful."
"May I have the cuffs on, Sir?" Kurt asks softly as he climbs under the covers and lies on his side.
Blaine only smiles gently as he moves to in front of Kurt and bends down to kiss his subs temple.
"Maybe later, my wonderful boy. I want to give your arms a break and I want to cuddle you properly."
"Alright Sir," Kurt says as he gently closes his eyes and Blaine can tell the movement of his thumb on his subs forehead is making his more relaxed. So Blaine sits on the side of the bed and continues the motion, occasionally moving his hand across Kurt's scalp and scratching lightly, making Kurt hum in agreement.
Blaine smiles as Kurt's breathing evens out and he's allowed to go to his side. He carefully slides in beside Kurt, cradling the sub to his chest, placing a kiss to the back of his neck as his hand rest on Kurt's chest where Blaine feels a steady heartbeat.
Kurt whimpers in his sleep and Blaine curls his fingers slightly to rub against his chest until Kurt goes back to his dreaming state.
He doesn't know how long it has been, but Blaine opens his eyes to being rock hard against his subs ass, and Kurt rocking back on it as he moans in his sleep.
Smiling to himself, Blaine takes his hand off of Kurt's hand and wraps it around Kurt's half hard cock, stroking it to full hardness.
"Don't come until I tell you to, Beautiful," Blaine whispers in his subs ear.
"Blaine," Kurt gaps as his hand reaches behind him to find the back of Blaine's head. "Nngh, please."
"Shh, you're fine," Blaine says with a smile as he continues to stroke Kurt's cock. "I've got you."
Blaine lets go and places his hand on Kurt's hip, making him turn so he's on his back, and kisses him, nice and hard as Blaine settles in between Kurt's legs, Kurt gasping at the contact of cloth on his bare erection.
"I'm going to tie you to my bed, gag you and fuck you until I come and you forget everything but our rules. And then, if you're really good, I'll let you come as well. How does that sound, my love?"
"Please," Kurt breaths, back arching off the bed as Blaine's lips latch onto his neck, just above his collar, sucking and biting lightly to create a nice, purple bruise.
"Don't even think about touching yourself while I'm gone. I'll be right back."
Blaine climbs off the bed to go to their toy box, finding the purchase of the gag, and lube, and climbs back on the bed, straddling Kurt's hips as he holds up the gag.
"Do you need anything before I put this on you, sweetheart?" Blaine asks sincerely.
"No Sir. Just please, please."
"Alright. What's your safe signal?"
"In order to stop play, I will hum "Mary Had a Little Lamb", Kurt quotes their contract perfectly.
"Good boy. I'm going to gag you now," Blaine announces as he pushes the rubber ball into his subs mouth, between his teeth. Kurt lifts his head eagerly and allows Blaine to buckle the straps there before letting his head fall on the pillows again. Blaine grabs one of the decorative pillows from the side and taps Kurt's hip, Kurt lifting his hips so Blaine can slide it under his lower back.
"I'm going to tie you down now, Beautiful," Blaine says quietly with a smile, which Kurt returns behind the gag.
It was decided when they were writing out the contract that Blaine would walk through everything he was going to be doing. Kurt was unsure of sex at first and was honestly frightened by the thought. It wasn't exactly needed now that Kurt was more of a sex addict then Blaine, but they kept it that way. And Blaine knew of Kurt's secret that it turned him on even more when Blaine explained what he would do to him.
Blaine ties Kurt to the bed, expertly tying the ropes in place; ordering Kurt to give an experimental tug and asking if that was alright. When Kurt nods in the affirmative, Blaine moves onto his ankles and soon just sits on his heels and admires his beautiful boy, laid out naked in front of him and if that isn't the most perfect image he's ever seen…
Blaine leans down then and spreads Kurt's cheeks and licks at his pink hole.
"God Kurt," Blaine breathes and he feels Kurt's body shudder. "That hole is just waiting to be fucked, isn't it?"
Blaine smiles slightly at the moan that comes Kurt's throat and he goes back in, pointing his tongue to slip it inside.
"I'm going to fuck you with my fingers, spread you until you are properly prepared for my big cock, and you're going to take it like a good boy, aren't you?"
Kurt only lets out a gargled sound; a mix between a moan and a hum in agreement.
Blaine coats his fingers in lube and slips two inside, knowing full well that Kurt doesn't need the slow process anymore. He slides the digits in and out, reveling in the sound of Kurt's moans and whines.
"You're so greedy for it, aren't you Kurt," Blaine says with a smile as Kurt starts to fuck himself on Blaine's fingers.
Blaine adds a third one and starts to really search for that wonderful bundle of —
Kurt keens, head thrown back, back arched as he moans nice and loud as Blaine finds the purchase.
"Remember Kurt, you can't come until I tell you too." Blaine can tell that Kurt is trying to say a "Yes Sir" around his gag.
Blaine deems Kurt prepped enough and spreads a generous amount of lube on his palm and starts to stroke himself, coating his erection with it.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard baby," Blaine murmurs as he teases Kurt's hole with the tip of his cock. Kurt whines, eyes wide and pleading with Blaine. "Relax sweetheart."
This was the hardest part for them — making Kurt relax so Blaine didn't hurt him. So Kurt takes a deep breath in and Blaine slides right in in one stroke as Kurt breathes out, Blaine burying himself balls deep, moaning from the feeling.
"Fuck baby, you're so tight, you feel so good. Are you alright?" Blaine asks softly as he runs his clean thumb over Kurt's cheekbone. Kurt nods, moving his hips down on Blaine's cock, telling Blaine that he has the go ahead to move.
Blaine starts out at a slow pace as he always does, moving his hips back and forth in a nice, easy rhythm.
Blaine's close already. Seeing his sub tied down like this, a gag shaping itself around his mouth, his eyes blown wide from arousal, sparkling with all the trust in the world; it's enough for Blaine to come even without the sex — that's just a bonus.
It's Kurt's whines of pleasure and need, an almost begging sound that makes Blaine snap his hips forward and come, deep inside Kurt. He sighs happily as he comes down from his high and he only whispers, "Come Beautiful."
And Kurt does, completely untouched.
Kurt breathes deeply, a smile breaking out behind the gag as he continues to shake from his orgasm.
Blaine reaches up and unbuckles the gag, removing it from Kurt's mouth and setting it on the bedside table.
"Good boy," Blaine murmurs softly as he lies completely on his sub, a hand stroking over Kurt's hair. "Such a good boy for me. Tell me what you need, Beautiful.
Kurt works his jaw a little, loosening it up before speaking in a hoarse whisper, "I just want to lay here, just like this with you, Sir. Is that okay?"
Blaine smiles as he brushes his lips against the skin of Kurt's temple. "Of course it is, Beautiful. Let's get some water in you first, hmm?"
Kurt nods and Blaine reaches over to grab a bottle of water, untwisting the cap and guiding Kurt's head up toward the opening. Blaine smiles as Kurt takes several mouthfuls before pulling away.
"Thank you, Sir," and Blaine knows, one hundred percent now, that Kurt is deep, deep in subspace.
Blaine lies next to Kurt, body pressed up against his sub's side just enough to make sure Kurt knows he's there as Kurt closes his eyes. Blaine runs his fingers lightly over Kurt's chest and stomach, soothing Kurt until he is asleep.
Only then does he allow himself to fall asleep with the knowledge that for now, Kurt is safe and in his arms.
