Bonjour mes copains et copines! I don't own Glee! THERE IS A WHOLE LOT OF KISSING IN THIS CHAPTER… SLASH OVERLOAD!
"DON'T STOP BELIEVING! HOLD ON TO THAT FEELING!" Kurt roared with laughter as he sang along with the rest of the glee club.
Alcohol, it seemed, made absolutely everyone on the bus eager for a very out of tune performance. Kurt took a swig from the bottle of pure vodka clutched in his hand, but almost spit it out again when Finn attempted a power slide and toppled over onto his side, fast asleep and even snoring loudly.
Four pairs of eyes watched Kurt affectionately as the brunet laughed, head thrown back, smile almost splitting his face and his lithe figure convulsing with the force of his laughter.
One pair of eyes were those of his guardian, watching his charge's drunken mirth as he remembered the boy as a mere child, bubbly, happy and full of innocence. In many ways he was similar, he was still always flamboyant and bubbly. He was a little less happy at the moment, understandably, he was spending his birthday fighting zombies and watching people he cared about dropping like flies.
The other three pairs of eyes belonged to the three men who had inhabited Kurt's dream. Puck, Dave and Sam watched from their different positions on the bus.
Puck looked fondly at Kurt's eyes as they sparkled with happiness and tears of laughter, Puck loved Kurt's eyes, he always had. He loved how they switched from being green to being blue depending on his emotions. They were like big, gorgeous mood rings. Puck always wanted to know how they would look shining with love
Sam looked at Kurt's lips as they wrapped around the neck of the bottle for Kurt to take another mouthful of the alcohol within. Sam was fascinated deeply by those lips. Everyone teased Sam about his own lips. But nobody else seemed to notice how big, how luscious, how utterly sinful, Kurt's lips were. They were naturally cherry red and gave Sam absolutely vulgar thoughts. They made Sam want to taste then, to kiss them and bite on them. Oh yes, Sam loved Kurt's lips.
Dave however, looked at Kurt for only a moment before he closed his eyes and listened instead. He listened to his drunken giggles and laughs. Listened to the slightly slurred and yet still beautifully spoken words flowing from the smaller boy's lips. He listened to Kurt singing along with the rest of the group. Dave blocked out everything that wasn't Kurt and just let the boy's voice soak into his stressed mind, his tightly wound senses all unravelled as Kurt sang. Dave loved to listen to Kurt.
Kurt giggled loudly and drunkenly before he staggered to the front of the bus, bullhorn in hand.
"OKAY! WE ARE PULLING INTO DALTON'S UNNECESSARILY LONG DRIVEWAY, SO GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND GET READY TO SKEDADDLE!" he announced.
The busload of people cheered again and scrambled to pick up anything they had brought onto the bus, including clothes, food, weapons and a whole lot of alcohol.
Blaine watched from an upstairs window as a large yellow school bus stopped at the front gates of the school. Blaine looked at the metal speaker box mounted on the wall beside him.
When it buzzed he pushed a small silver button.
"Hello?" he spoke into the box
"Blaine? Hi Blaine! It's Kurt. We have a bus full of survivors here. Can we come in? Please?" Kurt Hummel's slightly distorted and slightly slurred voice came from the speaker.
Blaine smiled softly, his boy was here.
"Of course Kurt, come on in" Blaine replied into the metal box.
He pressed a large red button and watched as the gates swung open mechanically and the bus made its way up the long, winding driveway leading to the school.
Blaine ran to meet the bus at the front door along with a crowd of students who had gathered to see who the new arrivals were and ready themselves for a potential fight.
"BLAINE! DID YOU AUTHORIZE THEM TO ENTER THE PREMISES?" Wes bellowed as he made his may to Blaine's side.
"Yes I did" Blaine answered simply
"And may I ask why?" Wes questioned as the bus crept steadily closer to the crowd.
"Just wait until you see who's on that bus" Blaine replied mysteriously
Wes sighed, but decided to let the dapper boy have his fun, the students could handle whoever was on that bus.
"BATTLE STATIONS!" Wes shouted.
The crowd of students arranged themselves into something resembling an army formation and raised their various weapons; guns, knives, bats in a few cases, frying pans.
The bus rolled to a stop in front of the impromptu army of Dalton students. The doors opened to reveal Kurt Hummel, swaying slightly on his feet, wearing a large coat and raising his hands above his chest to show he was unarmed.
The Dalton students were silent for a moment before a great cheer rose up and Kurt was pulled into a melee of hugs, chants and hair ruffling. Wes joined in for a moment before calling the crowd to order. They all stepped away from Kurt and gave Wes space to speak to him.
"How many people do you have?" Wes asked
Kurt sobered up quickly and answered.
"Thirty two including myself" Kurt replied
"Ages, genders, skills and concerns?" Wes asked
"Eighteen adults, two are special needs, two are carers trained in first aid, Carole is a nurse, my father is a mechanic, Mrs Jones is a teacher, Mrs Puckerman is a chef, Sue is a cheerleading coach, Mrs Pierce is an engineer, Mr Pierce is a computer technician, Mr and Mr Berry are both lawyers, the Karofsky women, one is an architect and one is a translator, Mrs Fabray is a scientist and Mr Fabray is a pharmacist and Mr Shuster is a teacher." Kurt listed
"I'm sure we can use them all, continue" Wes told Kurt
"Thank you, we have eleven teenagers. Five of us are professionally trained cheerleaders, we have no limits, we have gone as far as shooting ourselves out of cannons, performed six story high basket tosses with yours truly being thrown into the air and just an hour ago, we jumped from the bus into a care home over a horde of zombies, retrieved four survivors then made a human ladder from a window of the care home back to the roof of the bus, a human ladder which supported all four people. Four football players, all are well built and fight worthy. Rachel can fight and Mercedes can shoot and I am also a fully qualified mechanic." Kurt continued
"Of course, continue" Wes demanded
"We have two children, a five year old girl with her brother and mother and a three year old boy who was orphaned today" Kurt finished solemnly
Wes nodded understandingly,
"Do you have any casualties?" he asked
"A few, but we've taken care of them already." Kurt replied
Wes nodded again and turned to the Dalton students
"Prepare some rooms" he demanded
Kurt breathed a sigh of relief as a handful of students headed of in the direction of the dorms.
"Thank you Wes" Kurt told the other boy emotionally
"No Warbler left behind!" Wes joked with a smile
Kurt giggled, feeling the effect of the alcohol return slightly with his relief.
"I am going to rally my troops!" Kurt announced with a grin
Kurt stood in front of the open door off the bus and whistled. A parade of school children and parents traipsed off of the bus. Four girls dressed in cheerleading uniforms, three teenage boys and a curly haired man went to stand beside Kurt. Everyone else went to stand behind them.
Kurt made introductions (discovering himself that Dave's mother was called Amy and that his sister was called Melody) and they were lead to a dorm building. The parents were all given rooms to themselves and the two children were taken to a protected room with the little siblings of the Dalton students and Becky, Genie and Mrs Jackson were taken to the infirmary along with the carers to make sure they could all be taken care of properly.
The rest of the group were separated. The boys put into one room and the girls in another. Mercedes, Quinn, Rachel, Brittany and Santana were all able to fit into one room with Brittany and Santana sharing a bed. Kurt informed his female angels that if one hair on Mercedes' head was out of place, a few angels would lose their wings.
Finn had gotten friendly with a Dalton boy. They had bonded over sports or girls or something equally stupid, and, as it happened, the boy's roommate had left with his family that morning. So Finn's new friend had a spare bed in his room, so Finn roomed with Tobias.
Which left Kurt with Sam, Dave and Puck. All three had kissed him and none of then knew it… Great.
Kurt grabbed a few of his multiple bags and backed into his room, dumped the bags on his bed and turned to go get more… only to find Noah Puckerman, Dave Karofsky and Sam Evans standing in the doorway, each was holding a huge amount of Kurt's baggage.
Kurt giggled and grinned
"You guys are the sweetest!" the told the trio
They grinned and put the bags on Kurt's bed. Then Puck made a huge mistake. He kissed Kurt on the cheek, not subtly like he had before; no, he didn't even bother to disguise it this time.
"WHAT THE HELL?" Sam screamed
"WHAT WAS THAT?" Dave exclaimed
"That was called a kiss you assholes" Puck informed sarcastically
"I'm aware of what it was Puckerman. But why were you kissing him?" Dave asked
"HEY! What's wrong with kissing me?" Kurt asked indignantly
"What? No! Nothing! I didn't mean-" Dave stuttered
"OH, SHUT UP!" Kurt screamed as he stormed from the room
He stopped at the door
"WORK IT OUT IDIOTS!" he screamed before he slammed the door and locked it from the outside.
"Kurt?"
Kurt snapped his head up. Blaine was standing inside a room looking out the window at Kurt. He wanted somewhere where he could be alone, so he'd headed for the roof. But now that peace, it seemed, was broken. Kurt sighed and took a swig from his third bottle of vodka.
"What?" he asked Blaine, realising as he did that his speech extremely slurred.
"Why are you sitting on the roof?" Blaine asked
"I came here for peace and quiet, Anderson, and you now seemed to have shattered it" Kurt informed the boy coldly
"Peace and quiet? Why do you need peace and quiet?" Blaine asked condescendingly
"Why? Why? Tell me Blaine, did you just spend your birthday fighting off people you used to know as they tried repeatedly to kill you? Did you have to evacuate a group of kids and their parents from a zombie infested city? Did you have to watch three of your closest friends and their parents being eaten alive? ...did you have to shoot one of them in the head to end her pain? No Blaine. No you didn't. You woke up in Dalton and you stayed in Dalton. You helped secure Dalton. You didn't even attempt a rescue mission. Whatever students and their families who made it here were permitted to stay, am I right? I'm surprised that you even let us past the gates! This godforsaken day isn't even over yet and I've killed so many, let so many die…" Kurt trailed off, looking into the distance over Ohio; he could see a fire burning on the horizon, right where Lima was. His home was up in flames by now.
Kurt was so entranced by the sight that he didn't notice Blaine creeping ever closer until he was seated right in front of him. Once Kurt broke out of his stupor, Blaine lunged. He grabbed Kurt's face in his hands and smashed his lips to Kurt's.
Kurt's mind went blank for a moment before he came to his senses. He would admit that he'd had a crush on Blaine for a little while but this, this just didn't feel right. The feeling of Blaine's lips moving almost desperately against his own unmoving ones was disgusting. It felt invasive, as if someone was prodding his soul painfully with a pin.
Kurt began to thrash against Blaine's strong grip on his face, but the other boy just moved one of his long arms to wrap around Kurt's back and hold both of his arms against his sides. Kurt tried to kick out at Blaine, but Blaine just moved his own legs to kneel on Kurt's legs and pin him down completely. Kurt felt more helpless than he ever had in his entire life; he was completely unable to move.
He opened his mouth and screamed, but Blaine shoved his tongue into Kurt's mouth and began to taste all around the cavern. Kurt's last means of escape were cut off and he felt even more violated. He broke down and sobbed. The stabbing pains in his soul grew more painful and more frequent.
Kurt was giving up hope when, all of a sudden, two things happened at once. The most painful stab yet coursed through Kurt and he screamed in agonizing pain and bit down on Blaine's tongue. At the same time, the window which Blaine had used to join Kurt on the roof was slammed open and Sam, Dave and Puck jumped out onto the roof.
Dave and Puck dragged Blaine off of Kurt whilst Sam stayed with Kurt. He hauled the smaller boy into his lap and rubbed soothing circles into Kurt's back as he cried.
Kurt took a few shuddering breathes before he looked up at Sam.
"Thank you", Kurt whispered reverently
"It was my absolute pleasure, Kurt" Sam responded lovingly
Kurt took another deep breath, he realised as he did that the stabbing pains had stopped and that he could still taste Blaine in his mouth. Kurt gagged slightly at the taste of his potential rapist.
"Kurt? Are you okay?" Sam asked when he saw the small boy gag
Kurt reached behind him and grabbed the bottle of vodka. He took a swig and found that the taste still remained before he answered.
"No, I can still taste him" Kurt whined, the taste of Blaine was starting to burn now.
Sam looked at Puck and Dave. They were both busy beating the living daylights out of Blaine. Sam smiled
"I think I can fix that" Sam stated cockily.
"Wha-" Kurt started
Sam cut him off by pressing his lips to Kurt's. Kurt gasped when a pleasurable shock rocked through his soul, the place where there had only been pain when Blaine had kissed him. Kurt moved his lips against Sam's and moaned when the little shocks grew and Sam's taste replaced Blaine's.
Dave and Puck turned to look at the kissing pair when they heard Kurt moan. They both gasped as they noticed the shocks in their lower stomachs. They stood and watched Kurt kiss Sam, moaning and gasping, making the same noises the smaller brunet did when he did.
Kurt pulled back and rested his forehead against Sam's, eyes closed. He opened them, looked up and noticed the expressions on Sam, Dave and Puck's faces. Kurt gasped quietly as realisation dawned upon him.
"No way", Kurt whispered to no-one but himself.
He stood abruptly and ran to the window. He swung himself inside and began pacing back and forth along the corridor. He refused the urge to turn as he heard the other three boys follow him through the window. He ignored them as they tried to coax him into talking to them. He ignored the worry he felt from them.
He ignored them completely until Dave reached out and yanked him backwards as he walked. Kurt toppled backwards, but Dave didn't allow him to fall, he pulled Kurt up into his arms and held him steady.
"What happened? Why did you panic? And what the hell were those… shocks… those feelings?" Puck asked Kurt
"You felt those too?" Dave asked
"I felt them too" Sam informed
"We all felt them" Kurt told them,
"Explain" Sam demanded
"You all felt like it was one electric prod or something right, it was all concentrated on one point?" Kurt asked
The other three boys nodded.
"Well I felt three" Kurt informed
"So, they were connected… we are connected?" Sam asked
"Yes, I would really love to tell you everything I can, but now is not the time, I need to sleep. All you need to know for tonight is that none of you are to leave my side. Got it?" Kurt's tone became demanding and full of authority as he began thinking of exactly what could happen if they did leave his side.
All three of them nodded and Sam yawned.
"What time is it?" Dave asked.
Puck checked his wristwatch.
"It's ten thirty" he informed
"It feels like it should be later" Sam mused
"Yeah, some birthday" Kurt agreed
"Oh! That reminds me!" Dave exclaimed as he rummaged around in one of the large pockets of the black cargo shorts Kurt had pick for him.
Kurt raised an eyebrow as Dave pulled a wrapped box free from the small pocket and handed it to him.
"It won't bite you, Kurt. Promise" Dave joked with a wink
Kurt giggled and ripped the paper off and opened the box. Beneath the paper and cardboard lay a brand new, still tagged scarf from Gorgio Armani's brand new collection. It was a beautiful shimmering mix of green and silver. Kurt gaped at the gorgeous creation, he had looked for this scarf for a week, and it was sold out everywhere!
"I… you… where… HOW?" Kurt asked Dave
"Melody works for a magazine, she reviews fashion. The designers send her the clothes; she tries them out and writes a review. They let her keep one thing a week so she let me pick you a birthday present." Dave explained with a chuckle
Kurt launched himself at Dave, grabbing the bigger boy into a tight hug.
"Thank you, I love it!" Kurt whispered into the other boy's neck
Puck and Sam cooed mockingly in the background, but Kurt ignored them. He squeezed Dave one last time before he pulled away and looked at the other two boys.
"Where's Blaine?" Kurt asked
"SHIT!" Puck yelled.
He ran to the window, climbed back out. A few moments later he climbed back in with as thoroughly black and blue Blaine Anderson.
"Wow, you guys really did a number on him!" Kurt exclaimed
"Jackass deserved it" Sam snarled
"Yeah, but we still have to take him to the infirmary" Kurt told him
"Why the hell would we do that? This idiot would've raped you!" Puck asked incredulously
"I know Noah, I don't like it any more than you do, but were safe here and we need to be welcome to stay here, if we leave Blaine to die, they'll take our supplies and kick us out to die!" Kurt retaliated
"I guess we should take him to the infirmary then" Sam sighed
The infirmary was bustling with people when the four boys arrived. People ran around frantically trying their best to heal the sick and injured, Carole and the carers among them.
All movement ceased when they all caught sight of the unconscious Blaine being held in Puck's arms. A group of students ran to him and gasped when they saw the blood, cuts and bruises covering every inch of him.
"Kurt, what happened?" a boy Kurt recognised as Thad asked
"Yeah, who did this?" asked another boy who Kurt didn't recognise
"Um, we did it" Kurt replied sheepishly
"Why?" Thadwhispered
"He attacked me" Kurt replied truthfully
"He attacked you?" Thad asked, shock clear in his voice
"Yes, he practically raped me on the roof, Noah and Dave had to pull him off of me and restrain him" Kurt replied
"Oh my, somebody get Wes!" Thad demanded
The unconscious Blaine was taken from Puck's arms and tied tightly to a bed. Kurt sighed, his mates were going to find out about this sooner or later… may as well be sooner.
He motioned for Puck, Sam and Dave to move back from Blaine's bed. He paced back and forth for a moment before Wes and Alexander burst into the room.
Kurt snapped his head up to look at Alexander, anger in his eyes. He grabbed the older man by the elbow, barked and order at two Dalton students to look after Puck, Sam and Dave and pulled Alexander into the hall. Sam, Dave and Puck exchanged glances; none of them understood why Kurt had just dragged Mr Shuester out of the room.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me?" Kurt hissed at Alexander
"Because, it is forbidden for a Guardian to tell his Protector who their mate is" Alexander placated
"You were able to tell me that my mate was travelling with us, but not that I had three?" Kurt questioned
"Think back, Kurt. Are you honestly telling me that you didn't feel a connection to all three of them? You stood up to Dave, he brought out your confrontational side from the moment you met him, an important quality in a mate. You and Puck constantly stood up for each other and cared for each other. He carried a change of clothes for you in case you got those slushie drinks thrown at you and pulled you out of dumpsters when he was too late to stop you being thrown into them, he cares for you and protects you, which is very important in a mate. And you and Sam constantly flirt; he brings out your clever, witty, flirty side. They all love you and they were all born for you. It's their destiny, Kurt" Alexander told his charge
"Really?" Kurt questioned in a whisper
Alexander stepped closer to Kurt and wrapped an arm around the boy's waist. He backed them both up until they were pressed against a wall, he ran his nose up and down Kurt's neck, and smiled when Kurt shivered.
"Yes, really" Alexander breathed into the boy's ear
Alexander traced his lips up Kurt's neck, travelling until he reached the corner of Kurt's lips. He sensed no resistance from the boy and so, he pressed his lips gently to Kurt's.
"Why doesn't it feel wrong? It felt wrong with Blaine." Kurt whispered against his Guardian's lips
Alexander grinned and dragged his lips up to rest against Kurt's ear
"That's because, with Blaine, it was wrong. But you've known me since you were born. I raised you. I took care of you. I loved you." Alexander whispered.
He dragged his mouth down to Kurt's collarbone and bit down
"Alex!" Kurt moaned, tangling his hands into Alexander's hair
Alexander went to kiss Kurt again, but Kurt pushed him back.
"No! Alex, we can't! You have a mate and I have three!" Kurt hissed
"I don't care!" Alexander exclaimed
"Yes, but I do! What's wrong with you? You shouldn't be acting like this!" Kurt asked
"I… I just… I know who my mate is, Babe… and I don't like it… I don't like the feeling of loving someone I hated for so long and not being able to stop myself from loving her!" Alexander stated angrily as he slumped against Kurt slightly
"It's Sue, isn't it?" Kurt asked, running his fingers through Alexander's hair in an attempt to calm him
"Yes" Alexander confirmed
"If she's your mate, then why did you hate her?" Kurt asked curiously
"I'm a Guardian, Kurt. I can't tell who my mate is until my Protector has had physical contact with their mate… or mates" Alexander explained
"So?" Kurt asked
"Well, you first made physical contact with Noah Puckerman when you were four, whether you remember it or not. He came up to you in preschool and gave you a heart made of construction paper, you two spent the whole day holding hands and he kissed you goodbye when his mom came to pick him up." Alexander explained
"I remember that" Kurt mumbled, a dreamy look in his eyes
"Your first physical contact with Dave Karofsky was when you were twelve. It was his first day of school and you were tripped by a member of the football team and fell over and twisted your ankle, your books fell from your arms and scattered across the floor. He stopped, picked you up from the floor, gathered your books and carried you to the nurse's office." Alexander continued
"That day was confusing, I'm pretty sure that was the first day I had feelings for another boy" Kurt confessed
"Your first physical contact with Sam Evans was when you rescued him, you had quite a… ahem… passionate kiss" Alexander finished with a smirk
Kurt blushed,
"Yeah, I remember" he told Alexander
"Well, once that happened… I saw Sue. I mean really saw her… and now I don't know what to do, she hates me as William and she doesn't know me as Alexander!" the Guardian exclaimed miserably
"Then let her get to know you, give her a chance Alex!" Kurt encouraged
"I'll try… thank you, Kurt" Alexander told the boy
He leant in and kissed Kurt on the lips one last time before he walked away.
"Any time, Alex. Any time" Kurt told Alexander's retreating back.
Kurt sighed and turned to return to the infirmary. He looked at his mates and saw them all rubbing their collarbone. Kurt blushed and walked to Blaine's bed where the boy was awake and trying to get himself out of trouble. The boy's usually dapper demeanour had obviously disappeared.
"I WASN'T GOING TO! KURT! KURT! TELL THEM! TELL THEM I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Blaine hollered
Kurt said nothing as Wes stood before Blaine's bed.
"Blaine Anderson, you have been accused of sexually attacking a fellow Protector with the knowledge that you were not his mate and intent to rape. You will stand trial before every inhabitant of Dalton tomorrow" Wes announced in an official tone
Blaine thrashed against his bonds and screamed, claiming that he didn't touch Kurt. Kurt refused to stand there and listen to his lies. He turned away and left, his mates at his side.
They walked and didn't speak until they had closed the door. Kurt was very suddenly slammed against a wall. Sam and Dave held his arms above his head whilst Puck pressed his body against the wall.
"What. Was. That?" Puck questioned
"What was what? Kurt asked breathlessly
"Someone kissed you!" Dave growled
"What? N-no!" Kurt exclaimed
"We felt it Kurt" Sam told the boy
Kurt kept his mouth shut.
"Well, it looks like were going to have to pull the truth out of you, aren't we?" Puck leered
Sam and Dave nodded.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Kurt asked fearfully
"You'll just have to wait and see" Puck leered
"You see Kurt, when we know where you're sensitive" Sam said
"We know how to make you squirm!" Dave leered
Puck grinned and dragged his tongue slowly over Kurt's throat. Kurt whimpered at the feeling. Dave and Sam nodded to each other. They both nibbled on Kurt's wrists. Kurt moaned low in his throat and cried out when Puck bit down on his jaw.
"Who were you kissing?" Puck asked
Kurt shook his head
Sam delivered one long lick up Kurt's arm; he stopped and bit down on the inside of Kurt's elbow. Kurt screamed and threw his head back. He breathed heavily for a moment.
"Who was kissing you?" Puck asked again
Kurt whimpered and shook his head again
Noah nodded at the Sam and Dave. They ripped Kurt's black shirt right up the middle to expose the smaller boy's chest. Puck gaped.
"Is that what I think it is Kurt?" he asked playfully
Kurt looked down at his chest and leant his head back once he saw what Puck was talking about.
"Oh shit" he moaned
"Well, well, well, boys. It appears our little Kurt has a nipple piercing! I know exactly what to do with that!" Puck informed the other boys
Puck reached up and hooked his little finger through the little silver ring.
"Last chance, Kurt" Puck whispered into his ear
Kurt took a deep breath and shook his head once again
Puck smirked and pulled on the ring. Kurt screamed as a huge jolt of pleasure rippled through him. He waited for it to subside and breathed heavily. Puck grinned and repeated his question. Kurt once again refused to answer. Puck smiled and twisted the ring almost completely around. Kurt opened his mouth but was unable to make a sound. Puck pulled on the ring again and Kurt's eyes rolled back in his head.
"Are you going to tell me now Kurt?" Puck asked as though butter wouldn't melt
"It was Mr Shuester" Kurt gasped out
"Thank you Kurt. That was all we wanted to know" Puck told his victim.
Kurt realised that his arms were free and slumped into Puck's chest. He wrapped his arms around the bigger boy's neck and wrapped his legs around his waist. He breathed heavily into Puck's neck.
"You know I'm going to get you back, right?" Kurt whispered fiercely into Puck's neck
Kurt bit down hard on the spot where Noah's neck met his shoulder. Noah cried out as flames seemed to course through his veins. Kurt pulled away and ran his tongue over the mark in complex patterns. He pulled back and hummed in satisfaction as he saw his handiwork.
"Take a look" he purred into Noah's ear
Kurt slid down Noah's body and sashayed away to give Sam and Dave the same treatment.
Noah walked to the mirror, confused about why Kurt was so proud of a hickey and some spit. He pulled the collar of his shirt down. And what he saw was about as far from a hickey and some spit as you can get. There, pride of place on his neck was a perfect imprint of Kurt's teeth with a pair of wings framing the imprint. But the most surprising thing about the mark was the fact that it was black. Kurt had somehow tattooed him.
Puck turned to the other three boys. He saw that Sam and Dave now bore the same mark as he did. He looked at Kurt in awe.
"How did you do that?" Sam asked
"I have my secrets" Kurt said mysteriously
"Why don't you have one?" Dave asked
"Mine will only come out after sex" Kurt revealed coyly
"Well, I think it's only fair that you get a mark too" Puck said seductively as he put his hands on Kurt's hips
"You think I'm going to make it that easy? I told you I was going to get you back for that little stunt!" Kurt told the other boy
"Well, can you explain all of this to us then?" Sam asked
"Ah, okay. Well… I'm not human" Kurt blurted out, prepared for disgust and rejection
"AWESOME!" Sam yelled
"What? You don't hate me?" Kurt asked with a childlike insecurity in his voice
"Why would we hate you?" Dave asked as he placed his hands on either side of Kurt's face
"Because, I'm not human, I'm a freak" Kurt replied
"Okay, first off, we could never hate you Kurt. And secondly, no matter what you are, you could never be a freak!" Puck reassured Kurt
"Thank you" Kurt said, tears in his eyes
"So, what are you?" Sam asked
"I'm a Protector. It's a form of angel"
That Kurt/Alexander moment was a shout out to a reader who's penname is Harry Fado .
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