Warning!
Smut ahead!
It had been weeks after that first date and Blaine was back on track again.
His evil track if you will. He was in a crappy mood whenever he wasn't around Kurt. He had to pretend around him. He was surprised at how easy it was to pretend around him. Some wouldn't even call it play pretend.
Being around Kurt meant being around the Charmed Ones and Blaine finally understood why they were the end of countless demons. They were like one huge organism, working for the greater good. A well-oiled machine. In their hierarchy everyone and everything had its place.
Piper was the queen bee, as the oldest sister she was the one in charge of keeping everyone together. She was the mother figure to them all. It was rather admirable to be honest. Blaine had the impression that if he took her down the rest would fall like dominoes.
Phoebe was always so damn chipper it was nothing short of annoying. But still, she was nothing short of radiant Blaine was once pretending to be frozen for almost 20 minutes while they were vanquishing a demon and Phoebe was laughing for half of that time at the mess the demon left behind. For past five weeks, Blaine thought, he never saw her without that damn smile on her face. And again, Blaine couldn't deny she was gorgeous.
Paige on the other hand always looked like she stepped out of a 1920's movie. And she was so delicate. It was funny that she was the one that wasn't really related to Kurt and that two of them had most physical similarities. They were both so pale and they had to same rosy lips that they almost looked like porcelain dolls. Paige mostly kept it to herself when Blaine was around. But she was always nice to him.
This is where the strength of good lies, they are all willing to die in order to protect each other.
No questions, any of them would take the bullet for one another.
Blaine had one person he'd do that for, Drake. That's it.
They had a house full of lives to protect.
And then there was the damn baby. You could try and work your way around it but the truth was the boy was downright precious. The way he smiled when he looked up at Kurt was a sight that could melt an ice berg. Kurt would talk to him like he was an adult at one minute and then he would became a child himself and the sight was just...Captivating. Wyatt would make a spectacle every once and a while, and Blaine would have to pretend to be frozen for a long time while Kurt and his sisters fixed the mess he made while explaining to the boy that they have company and he has to be a good boy.
And Wyatt's powers were spectacular. He could orb, he could make things disappear and appear out of the thin air, he could move objects just by blinking at them and he had that damn shield. Wyatt's shield was protecting him from constant attacks and he had it since before he was born. He conjured it whenever there was an attack or he was around people he didn't trust.
But Wyatt never conjured his shield around Blaine.
First time Blaine was at the manor with the baby actually present he was concerned about Wyatt not trusting him. But Kurt and him walked in the living room, Blaine was behind Kurt and he had his hands around Kurt's waist (keep pretences, always keep pretences). Kurt was smiling widely and he threw his head back to rest it on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine kissed his neck at the same moment his eyes darted down to the boy standing not five feet away from them.
Blaine felt uneasiness settle inside him as the boy kept staring at them. But then Kurt bent and picked the boy in his arms and Blaine's heart sank. "Now or never" he thought.
But the boy never put up his shield. He just smiled at Kurt and then looked at Blaine and smiled again.
Blaine was awestruck. Why wasn't Wyatt protecting himself? Or Kurt?
But then he saw the little boy wrap both his hands around Kurt's neck and nuzzled his head at the crook of Kurt's neck saying "Nap, Uncy Kurt" before yawning.
Blaine felt like he was about to throw up. The boy just wanted his beloved Uncle Kurt to be happy. Seeing the two of them together made Wyatt think Kurt is happy. That was enough for him. In his little head good and evil were black and white. He saw love or hate. Looking at his uncle with Blaine made him think he saw the first one.
He fooled Kurt. And by fooling Kurt he fooled Wyatt.
Kurt excused himself and took the boy to take his nap, leaving Blaine alone with Phoebe in the room.
She beamed at Blaine. "Did you boys have fun?" she said wiggling her eyebrows.
"Oh yes, we had fun, just not that kind of fun" Blaine said cautiously.
What was it about this girl, it was like she radiated joy all around her.
Change of subject, Blaine thought. He looked at the pile of letters on the desk in front of her and asked "What are you doing with those?"
"Oh getting fired, in all probability" she said and her face fell a little. "I write a column for The Bay Mirror, Ask Phoebe" she continued.
"I know Kurt talks about it all the time. He's very proud of you" Blaine said simply.
That was the truth. Kurt talked about his sisters all the time. Or about his nephews.
"He won't be when I get fired. I gave the same advice two times in past two months. And not only that. You should see some of the people that write to me. I just wanna scream "Get a life" to some of them. I mean, listen to this" she said and then reached across the table to pick a letter.
Blaine couldn't help but smile at her. The great Phoebe Halliwell agitated over a letter.
She cleared her throat and read out loud "Dear Phoebe, I have a serious problem." She lifted her eyes from the letter and looked at Blaine with amusement in her eyes and then said "You'd think someone is dying or something right" she snorted.
Blaine noticed she did that a lot.
She returned her eyes down to the letter and continued "I'm 35 year girl from a peaceful town in Western Virginia. And I have a mild obsession with celebrities. In this case it's Darren Criss. My main problem is that people keep saying he's gay and that they want for him to be with this other actor and that is just so rude. People are so offensive. They don't respect his privacy at all. He's such a sweet person and he's always looks so tired at his pictures because he works a lot and I just want people to leave him alone so he can take some rest because he really needs it. He's looking awfully pale and thin lately and I just want people to leave him alone. What should I do?" Phoebe finished and looked up at Blaine before they both cracked up.
Blaine took a piece of paper from the table after his laughter subsided and pretended to write "Dear crazy cat lady, this person you speak of chose his life style. Key word in that statement is life. Get one, pretty please. As a matter of fact, I'll be so kind to send you one by mail. Always and forever, Phoebe Halliwell" and pretended to draw little hearts on the paper.
Phoebe let out a throaty laugher just as Kurt walked back in the room. He looked at the two of them in confusion and asked:"What did I miss?"
"Oh Blaine is just helping me with my column. If he ever decides to go into journalism my ass is going out of the business" she told her brother. She picked up her letters and her laptop and got up. She placed her hand on Blaine's shoulder and said "Thank you for being so nice. I like having someone so funny around. And thank you for helping me with my column" she smiled at him.
So he had Phoebe fooled too. How did that happen?!
She left the room but paused close to Kurt to whisper in his ear "He's a keeper".
That was three weeks ago. Since then he won Paige over too. They were on a double date with her and a gay named Dave and the man was simply appalling. He looked fine on the outside but on the inside...Jeez. Blaine called her from the bathroom pretending to be a family emergency call and she was more than grateful. She thought his gesture showed not only that he cares for Kurt but for those important to Kurt. Blaine won her over, simple as that.
He had Paige fooled.
But Piper...Piper was another story. No matter what he did or how much he tried he couldn't get her to relax around him. Even when he did his best, like a week ago when he was sitting on the floor with Kurt and they were playing with Wyatt, she kept her eyes on him all the time.
"I'm playing with fire trucks for the love of all that is unholy, what are you staring at" Blaine thought.
He was extra affectionate to Kurt when Piper was around. He even did his part to woo Kurt around her better. He told them all about his guitar lesson that he took with his best friend (at which Kurt swooned and beamed at Blaine), he told them about his mother and how close they were. Personal stuff that made him look like a real human. He wasn't pushing it, of course but he was just...More.
He was always sitting closer to Kurt, holding his hands protectively around him. He looked at Kurt with devotion in his eyes. He sneaked little pecks whenever he knew she was looking but she pretended she wasn't. He was an image of a love struck puppy and...
Nothing.
She would start and end all and every conversation with him coldly. Simple, clean lines. No emotion of any kind.
He also hadn't fooled the book. One time he got to the attic to try and snatch it but the book bounced itself twenty feet away from him the second he appeared in the room.
Bloody book!
Except Piper's trust issues, everything was going better than he ever dreamed. Kurt was positively smitten. He looked at Blaine with those doe eyes and Blaine was almost sure if he told him to pull his arm out he'd ask "Which one Blaine, left or right?" One more thing Blaine learned the hard was saying no to needy Kurt.
That part of this plan was a bitch.
Every time they kissed, which was all they ever did, Kurt would just melt into Blaine. Melt. He would just moan at every swipe of their tongues and Blaine's will would crumble like a house of cards. With every passing day it seemed that Kurt was being more and more responsive to every single touch they shared. That's why they shared very few. Blaine rarely allowed himself to be alone with Kurt because when he did Kurt would spiral out of control. He would tackle Blaine and place wet kisses on every piece of skin he could reach. Or he would sneak at Blaine from behind and push him lightly against first solid object in front of him. Blaine's resolve was full of cracks. His plan would become irrelevant as soon as Kurt's lips let out a whimper that was Blaine's name.
Hell, if there was ever one.
That's where Blaine was.
He was on the surface just when he was with Kurt and that was it. He had to be in the Underworld for the rest of the time or his human side would completely take over. He couldn't remember when was the last time he changed to his demonic self. Well, until today that is. Sebastian really pushed it this time.
Sebastian was the resident whore and he simply refused to take no for an answer. He wasn't a treat in any real way but he was annoying as hell. Plus, he thought he was irresistible. Which he wasn't , at all. Blaine thought he looked like an overgrown broomstick
Blaine looked over at the bloody trail and the scorching marks that were all that was left of Sebastian. Blaine smiled.
Sebastian was male version of Mia. Like he said, annoying as hell and too slutty for his own good. He picked a wrong day to come onto Blaine. Worried about the utter distrust Piper felt towards him, torn with his desire to just push Kurt against the wall and take him roughly and those tribe wars that were still going on, Blaine may have lost it a bit.
Just a bit.
No matter how many times he said no to the little slut he kept coming back for more. The lust in Sebastian's eyes as they raked Blaine's body was like fire. He had that smirk on his face that was saying something along the lines "Oh you'll cave one day."
Blaine knew he won't., But those eyes were still undressing him.
Oh, you like what you see, do you? Maybe you should have talked to Mia. She made the same mistake, Blaine thought.
Blaine smiled back at the man he found simply loathsome. "Cocky, are we Sebastian? Think you have something I haven't already seen?" Blaine smirked back.
"Oh I'm better than anything you ever had. If you weren't so stubborn you would've found that out long time ago" the man said smugly.
"Oh you think so? And what am I missing sweetie? Blaine asked as he strode towards Sebastian.
Now I've got you, the man thought.
Blaine stood in front of him in all his glory. Sebastian could feel his mouth watering. Blaine was delicious. Simply delicious. He was gonna take his time in savoring him. So gorgeous.
Blaine leaned in and whispered in his ear."What are you gonna do to me sweetie" he asked.
Sebastian was barely able to control himself to say, voice dripping with need "Whatever you order me to" and his hand moved to set itself between Blaine's legs.
Blaine laughed and whispered back "I'd rather tap Mia"
He just growled and turned to his demonic self. If his human half was beautiful his demonic half was...
Hideous.
Beastly.
Frightful.
It was the face of pure evil.
Sebastian's face was one of pure horror as he looked at the awful site before him.
Sebastian's hand that tried to touch his dick without his permission was first frozen very painfully and then smashed.
Ouch, that had to hurt.
You have to teach them a lesson.
"One of the many powers I picked up over the years. I can make you turn into ice. Lot easier to kill that way"
Sebastian let out a cry.
"Why won't you listen to me?" his horrifying voice asked. That wasn't a voice, it was a bark, or a growl. Nothing about this side of Blaine was pretty. Or even tolerable.
"My Lord" the man cried out.
"Look at me" Blaine's demonic side screamed.
Sebastian looked at him with unmistakable fear in his eyes.
"Any last wishes" the horrific voice that belonged to Blaine asked.
Sebastian tried to run away and the voice behind him laughed before he struck.
Let's just say Sebastian wasn't screaming like Mia did. No, you couldn't call that a scream. Howl maybe?
Those might be the most piercing cries the underworld had ever heard. Blaine seemed to feed on the fear in Sebastian eyes as he ripped him piece by piece. But he was getting tired. Boring! Even torturing this menace was boring.
So he decided to be a merciful Lord and end his misery. One clear shot and Sebastian was no more.
Blaine shook his head and returned to former self. His eyes were still pitch black. He blinked and just like that the black was gone and his hazel color was back.
There was a knock on the door and Seer came in. She looked at the scourging marks on the floor and simply nodded. "I see" was all she said. "I was just coming to see who it was, the cries were...Loud, My Lord"
"That was Sebastian and he had it coming for years now. Get someone to clean this up, I'm resurfacing again. I have to go and see my other major problem in the form of very tempting angel" he said through his teeth.
Seer smiled at him fondly and said simply "You can do this. And Piper will cave in My Lord."
And with those reassuring words Blaine was gone.
'We're home" Kurt announced as he slid the doors open, carrying Wyatt in one hand and pushing his stroller with the other. Wyatt was slowly bouncing on Kurt's hip and Kurt was smiling widely at the boy. They both had hats made of balloons on their heads, the sight was simply adorable.
"Oh hi fellas, did you guys have fun?" Piper asked coming into the hallway to help Kurt with the stroller. She looked at Wyatt and smiled at him "Hey little buddy, did you have fun at the party?" she asked as if talking to a fully grown adult and not a baby.
"Oh yes, he was such a good boy today. He only made Uncle Kurt freeze the room twice. "Kurt said kissing the top of the baby's nose, making him giggle.
"Oh what did he do?" Piper made a face.
Kurt looked up at the ceiling, as if he was remembering."Weeell, first he almost orbed the cake to the floor cause he was mister cranky pants and then he thought it might be fun have fun with all the presents by making them bounce up and down." Kurt finished.
"Oh no" Piper was horrified.
"Nah, don't worry, I froze the place and then Wyatt and I had a little talk and he won't do it again. Won't you Wyatt?" Kurt asked the boy treating him just like Piper did, like an adult.
"No moa magic" Wyatt said in his tiny voice.
Both Kurt and Piper beamed at him.
"See? Him and I have a system. System works. Don't mess with the system" Kurt was saying.
Piper hugged her brother tightly. "Thank you for taking Wyatt to the birthday party. I want him to spend more time with other kids, I'm starting to freak out I'm raising an anti-social child" She sighed. "And I have inspection coming to the club today and the plumbing exploded, again" she huffed in annoyance.
Kurt just held her sister tightly. Piper had it rough. With Leo being away so often and two boys, one of them in terrible two's , constant demonic attacks that she had to fight off and running the club she barely had time to wash her face let alone worry about Wyatt exposing magic in public. That's why Kurt offered to take the boy to the birthday party and Piper and he switched powers so Kurt could react in case of emergency. Emergency being Wyatt doing something particularly strange.
"Cake" Wyatt said loudly inside Kurt's arms as he was kind of being squished between him and Piper.
"Ok buddy let me give your mummy her powers back and then you and I can fight over that cake, how's that?" Kurt asked.
"Fight" Wyatt answered simply.
"I'll take that as a yes" Kurt said kissing Wyatt's blond hair, walking over to the living room where his two other sisters were sitting and putting the baby down.
Piper walked behind him carrying three large candles, placing them on the table and lifting them up.
Kurt walked over to her and took her hands.
"Ready?" he asked. She nodded and smiled at him "I orbed myself into the wall twice today, time to give your crapy power back"
"Heyyy, my powers are not crappy. Granted, they are not as cool as yours but still. You don't look gifted power in the mouth" he said with a smile.
"Just say the damn spell Kurt. I have a health inspector waiting to put me out of business" she sighed.
"You won't be out of business. This is gonna go well. I'm sure.
"Chant Kurt, chant" she rushed him
Kurt took a deep breath.
What's mine is yours what's yours is mine.
Let our powers cross the line.
Let our power intertwine.
I offer up these gifts to share
switch our powers through the air.
Blue light coming from Piper and red light coming from Kurt danced around them for a few seconds before settling inside their rightful owners.
Piper looked at Kurt and then waved his hands at the vase in the corner. It exploded with a bang.
"Man I missed that" she smiled.
"Ok, I'm gonna go take a shower and then Blaine is picking me up for date" Kurt announced.
Kurt was head over heels. That was the only way to explain the feeling that he got every time Blaine was close to him.
Have you ever wanted someone so bad that every bone in your body screams when that someone is not around?
So bad that you actually feel physical pain when he's not with you?
So bad that you can't breathe when that person gets close to you?
That you feel all the air has been sucked out of the room the second he walks through the door?
That's how Kurt felt about Blaine.
Every day.
But plain and simple, Blaine was not putting out and it was driving Kurt insane. For some reason super successful, sexy as hell, gorgeous Blaine Anderson was acting like a bashful school girl around Kurt. It had been weeks. Five, to be exact. And all they did was kiss. Core shaking kisses, no doubt but still just kisses. Every time Kurt pushed for more Blaine would back out. He never gave him any explanation or reason for it except "let's not rush this". Kurt was crazy about Blaine but things were going painfully slow and Kurt was getting desperate. Did he say desperate?
He meant horny. Like...You don't want to know, trust me.
He sighed and turned to walk out of the room when Piper called after him "Can I talk you for a minute"
"Sure, what do you need" Kurt asked her.
"I just wanted to talk to you about..." she paused like she was preparing herself and then said "About Blaine"
Kurt wore a confused look at his face but said "Ok, can we keep it short? I'm kind of in a hurry"
She took his hand and took him to the kitchen. She looked directly in his eyes and said "I don't like you spending so much time with him"
Kurt was taken aback. He knew Piper wasn't thrilled by Blaine like everyone else but to tell it so bluntly?
"Um..What do you have against Blaine?' Kurt asked. No beating around the bush, Kurt could play that game too.
"I don't have anything against him. I don't know him. And neither do you, for that matter" she said sternly.
"If you don't know him that's because you actually spend a great deal of your time ignoring him when he tries to talk to you. And don't you dare say I don't know him. I know Blaine just fine." Kurt was getting angry.
"What is it exactly that you know about him, huh Kurt?" Piper fought back. "Tell me. What is that you know about him? Other than he's pretty and that he's rich and charming as hell. Have you ever even wondered how the hell did he manage to book Fleur de Lys just for himself? The President would have trouble doing that" Piper was downright pissed at this point and she was screaming.
Why couldn't her brother see that this guy was to prefect to be true?
Kurt felt tears prickling his eyes. Why couldn't she see how much he cared for Blaine? And even further, did she really think he was that shallow?
"You think I like him because of his face or his money? Is that what you think of me? I like him because he actually treats me as an equal and not like a child which is all you do. I like him because he makes me feel special. How can you even say things like that to me?" tears were falling down Kurt's face at this point.
Piper felt her heart break at the sight. She reached out and tried to take his hand but he snatched it away. "No" he yelled at her. "You don't get to talk to me like that. I don't care how protective you are. There's being protective and just being plain bitchy. Blaine has done nothing but treat you with respect and you have been nothing short of rude. I kept hoping that you'd give him a chance, because of me, because I care about him. I thought you'd make an effort because of me. Because of me Piper." Kurt sobbed at that last part.
His heart was breaking. How could she be so..Just so. How can she not see that Blaine meant the world to him and try to make friends with him, for Kurt's sake? He saw how hard Blaine was trying to make a good impression on Piper and she just cut him off. Blaine was making an effort for Kurt. And his sister couldn't do that much for him?
Piper tried to hold him again but he backed away and left the kitchen, he grabbed his coat and why the hell was he still wearing that balloon hat?! He opened the front door and ran straight into Blaine. Tears were still streaking down his face and he was sobbing.
"Kurt?" Blaine said grabbing his shoulders lightly. "Kurt, are you ok?" he asked again.
Kurt grabbed a handful of Blaine's shirt and pulled him in even closer. "Take me away Blaine. Take away from here, please Blaine" Kurt choked out between two loud sobs. "Just take me away".
Blaine looked behind Kurt's back and saw a tearful Piper standing in the middle of the hallway.
What the hell was going on? Blaine thought? Kurt was still crying into his shirt and Blaine just wrapped his arms around him. "Ok, whatever you want angel, let's go" Blaine said before casting another look at Piper and closing the door behind him.
Blaine took Kurt in his arms and took him to the car. "I ruined our date night" Kurt said through tears.
"Hush. We're not going anywhere tonight. We're going to my place." Blaine said simply before placing Kurt in the passenger seat.
Blaine drove to the penthouse as fast as he could because Kurt's crying was shaking his entire body.
What the hell happened in that house?! Blaine wondered.
Kurt was still crying, he couldn't believe Piper thought he was that shallow or that stupid. She was his sister, why couldn't she see how happy he was and try to accept Blaine? If Blaine was making him so happy? And he was. Kurt was happier than ever before and it was all thanks to Blaine. He was simply making him feel...EVERYTHING. And he wanted his sister to see that and share his joy with him and instead of that she was bringing him down. What had he ever done wrong?
They reached Blaine's loft and Blaine walked around to open the passenger door and take Kurt in his arms back again.
"Hey, you need to stop crying Kurt, you're freaking me out ok, did someone die or something?" Blaine asked pressing his cheek into Kurt's hair. Kurt kept crying but still said "No..No one died"
Kurt felt feather light in Blaine's arms. Yes, he was supernaturally strong but Kurt looked so small and defenseless right now, crying in his arms that Blaine's heart hurt.
What have I gotten myself into? Blaine thought.
He took the elevator to his place, never letting Kurt go. He opened the door and walked to his bedroom, gently placing Kurt on the pillows. He took off Kurt's shoes and then laid next to him. "Are you gonna tell me what happened?" Blaine asked patiently.
Kurt can't stop the tears from coming. He cries hard, sobs wracking his thin frame.
They're quiet for a long while. Blaine holds him. Kurt grabs onto his boyfriend's shirt and doesen't let go. Blaine decided to let it go and just held Kurt while he cried.
For some unknown reason (yeah, let's call it unknown cause truth was even mor terrifying than his demonic self) he kept whispering soothing thinks into Kurt's ear as he held him. Things he never said to anyone before such as "It will be ok " and "I'm here" and "Don't cry, angel." He was using that word a lot he noticed. At first it was a force of habit, cause the fact was Kurt was an angel, but lately...That word kept popping up when he least expected it. Like just now. Or when he walked into the manor. That wasn't an act. Blaine was wondering how much of this was actually an act, at this point.
After half an hour or so Kurt finally stopped crying. He lifted his head and looked at Blaine. "I ruined your shirt" was all he said.
Blaine let out a sigh of relief as he kissed Kurt's forehead. "Don't scare me like that ever again. Wanna tell me what happened?" he asked.
Kurt took a deep breath and started talking. He just ranted everything out. Nothing Blaine didn't already know. He knew Piper disliked him, for the lack of a better word. But the pain in Kurt's voice made Blaine rip Piper's throat out. He played his role perfectly.
Kurt finished his story and took a deep breath again. "Hold me" he said simply.
And despite his better judgment Blaine did. He held Kurt for the next hour. Just rubbing his back and telling him that his sister will come around, They are family, family forgives one another. Kurt was calm now. He relaxed completely in Blaine's arms. And then in the spur of the moment Blaine placed his index finger under Kurt's chin and lifted his head to look at him. "Maybe I can do something to make you feel better" he said.
Kurt gave him a weak smile and crooked his eyebrow "If you're talking about sex I'll consider myself a very lucky boy" Kurt said.
"Yeah, not even close. I wrote something for you" Blaine said. Cause he did. He was bored and that damn guitar was there and ..It just sort of happened.
"Is it a sex song?" Kurt tried again with a smile.
"Fine, be a jerk. I won't play for you. Hm. There" Blaine acted annoyance.
"Oh I'm sorry. Please show me what you made for me." Kurt smiled his sweetest smile at Blaine.
Blaine took Kurt's hand and led him from the bed to sit at the chair in the corner while he took his guitar out and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I'm not good at this, just so you know, so appreciate the gesture and..yeah. Just. Here goes nothing."
Blaine placed the guitar in his lap and started strumming.
I sleep all night
Right by your side,
I love to hear
Your breathin`, breathin`
The morning light
Opens my eyes,
It`s nearly time for leavin`, leavin`
Kurt's mouth hung open. His Blaine could play this good? His Blaine could sing? His Blaine could write his own songs?
His Blaine wrote this for him?
His heart swelled ten times.
How could this man be real? And what had Kurt ever done to deserve him?
I know that it seems, like it`s easy for me
Oh I wish you could feel, what`s going on onside
Truer words have never been said Blaine thinks. He continues singing.
It`s the hardest thing
I ever have to do
To walk away from you
When I wanna hold you
It`s the hardest thing
In every single day
To have to turn away
I want you to know that
this is the hardest thing
The words are so true that every one of them hurts Blaine's soul. Or whatever it is that he has inside. This is the hardest thing he will ever have to do. Killing Kurt was killing him. Simple as that.
Another day, It`s years away
I close my eyes, to see your face
The more I wait, the longer it takes
It feels like time is standing still
Wherever you`ll go, whatever you`ll do
I want you to know, that you`re on my mind
How can he be real? Kurt thought again. If he really feels this way...Oh God, Kurt thought...How can she not see how amazing Blaine is?
He couldn't even wrap his head around how perfect this moment is...How safe Blaine made him feel. How protected.
How Blaine made him laugh at the simplest things. How he made him wish the day had 50 hours just so they could spend more time together. How he titled his head when he teased Kurt. How Blaine never seemed to mind all the havoc that always existed in the manor. How Blaine played with Wyatt that day at the house and how it almost hurt Kurt to look at the sight.
Looking at Blaine's lips while he sang for him it hit Kurt like a ball of fire.
He loved the man.
After only few weeks he loved Blaine.
He knew so little about him and yet...He couldn't deny it. He loved him.
His mother was right after all. It was worth all the wait. Blaine was worth the wait. "When it's the right time it will happen" her words echoed through his head.
Blaine was still playing.
It`s the hardest thing ...
Just to let go of your hand
It`s the hardest thing
To make you understand
That to love you, feel you
Till the time I`ll see you again
It`s the hardest thing
It`s the hardest thing...
I sleep all night
Right by your side
I love to hear
Your breathin`, breathin`.
Blaine finished the song and lifted his eyes from his guitar to look at Kurt.
Kurt was smiling softly at him and he looked like he was about to cry again.
Did he push it too far?
"You wrote that for me?" Kurt asked incredulously.
"Well, it was...Just...I mean...It was something I played with I guess..But...Yes. That was for you" Blaine stuttered.
Kurt rose from his seat and walked over to the bed Blaine was sitting on. He took the guitar from Blaine's hands and placed it gently at the foot of the bed. He walked back and sat in Blaine's lap. He took Blaine's face between his hands and looked at his eyes "What have I ever done to deserve you" Kurt asked softly.
Blaine's heart contracted in his chest.
Why was Kurt looking at him like that? Why can't he just see or feel the threat Blaine is to him? Where was his intuition, where was his sense of self-protection? Instead of running away from Blaine screaming, he was holding him in his arms, looking at him with those big blue innocent eyes filled with...Blaine was taken aback.
Love.
There was love in Kurt's eyes?! Blaine knew he played his role well but he had no idea he played it "that well" Kurt's eyes were raking all over Blaine's face and then he leaned in and placed a kiss to Blaine's lips. Kurt's lips were the softest thing in the whole world, his breath warm and his cheeks still damp from all the crying he did earlier.
Kurt's smell, Kurt's warmth, Kurt's heavy breathing- Kurt was everywhere around him. Kurt was everything Blaine could feel right now and he sighed into the kiss. Kurt used the moment to push his tongue past Blaine's lips and Blaine responded with fervor.
He was tired.
Tired of acting.
Tired of fighting.
Tired of trying to stay away from Kurt.
Tired of gut wrenching desire that was scorching his insides.
All the while Kurt's tongue was battling for dominance with his own and Kurt was making these small noises between moans and whimpers.
Blaine couldn't fight anymore. Every fiber in his being was screaming for Kurt. For that perfect pale angel who had no idea he was playing with the devil itself.
Blaine broke the kiss to take a breath and he whispered "Kurt" against the boy's mouth. His voice was dripping with desire. There was no way of hiding it or denying it. Kurt moved his mouth to kiss that tender spot under Blaine's ear and he panted against his warm skin "Please don't fight back. I want you so much Blaine" He trailed his mouth down Blaine's jaw line and took a small bite on his lower lip "Let me take care of you like you took care of me tonight. Please Blaine, just let me touch you. Please" Kurt said and then crashed their mouths together again.
Blaine's mind was racing. But his hands had a mind of his own. They were digging themselves into Kurt's hips pulling him deeper in Blaine's lap. Kurt let out a throaty moan.
"Is that a yes Blaine" Kurt asked him patiently.
Once again Blaine thought how slutty Kurt from his dreams had very little in common with the one that was in his arms right now. The angel in his arms was not pushing or demanding. No, he was willing. And he waited for Blaine to meet him halfway. And with those wet kisses Kurt was currently placing on his neck it was hard to think clearly.
"I'm tired of trying to resist you" Blaine said honestly.
"Then don't" Kurt looked him in the eye again and they were so beautiful and there was so much love and desire in them that Blaine just said a simple:"Yes".
Oh my God, Kurt's brain screamed at him. Oh my God, oh my God.
Kurt let out a long sigh of relief and gently pushed himself on top of Blaine, knocking him over on the bed. Kurt was still straddling his legs and he removed his lips from Blaine's and lowered them on Blaine's neck.
Kurt hadn't felt desire this strong for anyone in his life. Not even teenage Kurt wanted someone so much as he wanted Blaine right now. He was painfully hard since the moment Blaine said his name in that whisper. The need to take everything Blaine was willing to give him was tearing him apart. Blaine was fighting back for weeks. They never went past the kissing; every time Kurt wanted more Blaine would pull back telling Kurt he doesn't want to rush things. At this point Kurt was desperate for more. For more Blaine. To feel, to taste the beautiful man that captivated his every thought like no one had ever before.
Kurt reached down and started to unbutton Blaine's shirt with his right hand. As he popped each button open he placed a light kiss against newly exposed skin.
"You're so beautiful Blaine" Kurt mouthed against Blaine's overheated skin.
"Like anyone can be called beautiful compared to you" Blaine said quietly.
Where the hell did that came from?! Blaine thought.
Blaine's shirt was hanging wide open and Kurt pushed it off Blaine's shoulders before allowing his mouth to drift lower. He reached out and started fumbling with the buckle on Blaine's belt but the awkward position he was in was making it difficult. Kurt lifted himself off of Blaine and tapped his leg "Let's go, move up the bed. And if you dare to change your mind in the process I will kick you in the balls and both you and I know that's the last thing I wanna do your balls" Kurt said, his voice serious and it made Blaine laughed despite the situation he was in. But he obeyed.
He obeyed.
. .
Blaine lay against the pillows and Kurt was on top of him in seconds.
"Eager, are we?" Blaine teased.
"Shut up, you've been torturing me for weeks. I've been waiting to feel you for so long" Kurt said kissing him passionately.
Blaine groaned as Kurt's soft hands trailed down his sides and finally unbuckled his belt. Kurt placed his hand between Blaine's legs and Blaine hissed through his teeth at the feeling. Kurt smiled smugly "Oh I'm the eager one huh?" Kurt teased back.
"Oh I'll see your reaction 'Mr.I'm so smug cause I got my boyfriend hard as a rock' when we switch roles" Blaine murmured. Kurt chucked and moved his mouth to place wet kisses at the crook of Blaine's neck while his other hand unzipped Blaine's pants. He moved lower and lower leaving a wet trail down Blaine's chest and then licked every single line of Blaine's abs.
"Mmmm" Blaine murmured.
All the encouragement I need, Kurt thought.
He pulled Blaine's pants down his legs leaving him only in boxers and ...
HOLY CRAP.
The bulge inside Blaine's boxers was...Well huge was the only word and Kurt's mouth watered at the sight. He blinked once, twice and then reached out and in one swift move removed Blaine's boxers leaving him completely exposed.
"Heyyyyy" Blaine almost screamed, "Warn a guy before you do that".
Kurt's eyes were wide as saucers.
Bloody hell.
Blaine leaned on his elbows and looked at a stunned Kurt. Ummm what is wrong with him?
"Kurt?" Blaine said.
Nothing.
"Kurt? Kurt, you're kind of staring and I'm getting a little uncomfortable"
"Suck it up, I'm having a moment here" Kurt responded bluntly.
Blaine smiled and flopped back on the pillows. How can anyone be so adorable while staring at someone's dick Blaine would never know.
"If I knew you were hiding all that from me", Kurt vaguely pointed in Blaine's general direction, "I would have tied you up long ago. Enough is enough"
"Kurt, I'm kinda naked here and you talking about your kinks is really not helping my problem here. Plus, you are wearing too many clothes if we're gonna steer conversation in that direction." Blaine told him with a smirk.
Kurt finally broke from his haze as if he has been slapped. He had this angry kitten look, and Blaine found him absolutely adorable, when he pointed his index finger at his own chest and said solemnly "I. I will help you with your problem. Me. Mine" Blaine laughed out loud. Damn angel was so cute it was hard to even look at him for too long.
Kurt unbuttoned his shirt and then removed his pants. Blaine's eyes went wide cause Kurt was wearing only his boxers when he climbed back on top of Blaine kissing him like there was no tomorrow.
"God, you're so hot Blaine" Kurt panted against his mouth. "I can't believe I get to do this to you" Kurt said as he lowered his hand and grabbed Blaine's dick stroking him once, painfully slow.
"Fuck" Blaine cursed.
"God you feel so good Blaine" Kurt said placing open mouthed kisses to Blaine's neck again and biting the soft flesh. Kiss after kiss and Blaine could feel Kurt's warm breath ghosting over his dick.
Kurt was truly mesmerized by the sight. Blaine was thick, long, warm, pulsing and he looked so delicious.
"Warning you" he said in haste before he licked his lips and sank his mouth over Blaine's length.
"Ohfuckinghell" Blaine choked out and looked down to see Kurt's shiny lips stretched around his dick.
"Oh god Kurt", Blaine said in a dazed voice, "you look so hot".
Kurt hummed a little and he lifted his hand from Blaine's hip and brought his fingers down to Blaine's balls, applying soft pleasure and then rolling them around in his hand.
"What kind of angel are you" Blaine asked before letting out a loud moan.
"Oh shut up, you love it" Kurt lifted his head for a second and then sank his mouth ever further down Blaine's dick.
"Oh hell you have no idea how much" Blaine said tangling both of his hands in Kurt's hair.
Kurt's head was bobbing up and down and the tip of Blaine's dick hit the back of Kurt's throat causing Blaine to trust his hips into Kurt's face.
"Kurt you...I can't..." Blaine was nothing but a babbling mess as Kurt dragged his tongue licks all the way from the base of his dick to the head, sucking on the tip lightly.
Kurt smiled and took him back into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks, sucking even faster.
Blaine was burning up. Kurt's mouth was so warm and wet and his tongue was sliding up and down and Blaine felt his need to come crushing him. Wave after wave of pleasure was rippling through him. He felt his muscles tighten and relax and Kurt didn't show any intention of ever slowing down.
Kurt thought Blaine tasted divine. He tasted so good on his tongue that Kurt wondered how that was even possible. And above him..Oh God, above him Blaine was making the noises that were driving Kurt insane, willing him to take him even deeper, suck harder just to hear those loud moans. This wasn't about desire anymore. This was need. He needed to show Blaine just how much he wanted him. And oh man did Kurt want him...
At that moment Kurt sucked just the head of Blaine's dick and Blaine lost it completely.
"Oh..Lif...Oh God Kurt..Lift your head angel" Blaine cries out in warning.
Kurt just hums loudly, a sound that was supposed to be his "No".
And that's it. Blaine let out a piercing cry as he came down Kurt's throat, moving his hips so violently that somewhere in the back of his head he was scared he might hurt his angel. Truth be told, Kurt didn't make a single noise of protest and kept swallowing around Blaine,who was panting hard and his body was shaking. Kurt lifted his head, moved up and hugged Blaine before placing a warm kiss on his sweaty shoulder. "It's ok, I've got you. I'm here" he says in the softest voice imaginable before kissing Blaine's forehead. Blaine's chest was still rising and falling and he felt like his heart might explode. The softness in Kurt's voice, the tenderness of Kurt's kiss, the warmth of his embrace...
Too much. It was all too much.
He lifted his head to look at Kurt's eyes and they were filled with so much love that Blaine felt the actual need to cry for the first time since his mother was killed. No one ever looked at him like that. Ever. And unlike the dream he didn't feel weak or powerless. He didn't feel defenceless.
He just felt loved. In an angel's arms he felt like nothing else matters.
Kurt kissed his lips one more time, just a soft peck and smiled at him. "Are you ok?" He asked lightly.
Oh Kurt, you really shouldn't ask stuff like that...Or be like that around me...
"I think you just sucked my vocabulary out of me" Blaine blurted out.
Kurt hit him on the shoulder playfully and smiled "oh it was my pleasure, believe me"
Blaine smirked at him and said "Oh I think I can do more for your pleasure Mr. Hummel-Halliwell".
Kurt bit his lip and blushed.
Blaine threw his head back and let out a throaty laugh. "How can you be blushing?" Blaine asked incredulously.
"Where did you find the nerve to blush, you just..." but Kurt cut him off by kissing him hard.
"Yes, less talk and let's put your mouth to better use"
"Oh sir yes sir" Blaine chuckled before kissing him deeply and pressing his hips against Kurt's body and letting out a small sound of approval at what he felt. Kurt groaned louder than he thought was possible when Blaine placed his palm on Kurt's dick through his underwear and pressed down.
"Holy crap! What was I hiding? Where the hell do you hide all this in those damn skinny jeans of yours" Blaine asked looking Kurt in the eyes. And then..."Hold on, I have to see this up close" Blaine said and started to move lower.
"Oh my God, how can you be so cool and so lame at the same time" Kurt laughed at Blaine's child like reactions.
Blaine removed Kurt boxers mimicking his moves from before, without a warning. Kurt yelped. "Aha, sucks doesn't it?" Blaine asked with a smile.
"You're such an..OhmygodBlaine" Kurt gushed. He had no time or the will to finish that line cause every other sensation was drowned out by the intensity of Blaine's mouth on his dick. When Kurt cast a look down, Blaine lips were tight around him and his tongue was lapping at the sides of his dick as he bobbed his head up and down. All the while his index finger and thumb were locked around the base.
"Oh my God you feel amazing" Kurt said before taking a long breath.
Blaine hummed around him and paused to suck hard at the tip of Kurt's dick, pushing his tongue over it and grazing his teeth against the sensitive spot below the head. Kurt couldn't muster the will to try and keep it down and his loud moans were echoing around the penthouse.
"God Kurt, the noises you make" Blaine said lifting his head for a split second before taking Kurt back in.
"Oh..I'll...I'll stop" Kurt cried out taking a pillow to put it over his face.
"No!' Blaine yelled like he had been burned. "I want you to be loud, you sound so good Kurt" Blaine said licking along the strip of Kurt's v-line. Kurt moaned again. Blaine took him back in his mouth and his head bobbed while his tongue traced random patterns against the sensitive spot beneath the head. Blaine was literally using every trick he had learned over the years. Not that he'd done this a lot. Or had it done to him. Trust issues.
"Blaine...I'm gonna..." Kurt choked out and moaned louder than ever.
"Be loud for me Kurt. Show me how much you like it angel" Blaine said quickly.
Blaine sucked hard enough for his cheeks to hollow and he wrapped his tongue around Kurt's length almost rough and urgent.
Kurt squeezed his eyes tightly shut and screamed out "Yes, Oh God yes, yes" as he came.
Holy hell if Kurt isn't the most delicious thing Blaine ever tasted.
After what seemed like hours Blaine pulled his mouth away. Kurt's eyes were still shut and he was breathing heavily.
Blaine nuzzled his nose against Kurt's chin and said "Maybe we should have done that earlier. We kind of tend to overreact, obviously" he smiled and kissed Kurt. Real, hot, dirty kiss and Kurt could taste himself on Blaine's tongue.
"Blaine' he moaned into his mouth. They kept kissing for a long while. And then they just held each other, like the big bad world outside didn't even exist. Like it was just the two of them, no worries, nothing but the connection that sparked between them despite all odds.
Kurt was truly in heaven. Blaine was...Blaine was everything. He was a piece of perfection in an imperfect world and he was his. Blaine was his. Kurt would work out everything else as long as he had Blaine. And tonight, more than ever, Kurt felt Blaine might feel the same. Yes, Kurt knew he took the road to perdition when he allowed himself to fall for Blaine the way he did. But honestly, Kurt believed he never had a choice. Blaine just showed up and that was it. One look at the stranger in the night was enough for Kurt to know Blaine could mean more to him than anyone ever did.
Blaine on the other hand was torn between heaven and hell. Heaven was right here, with Kurt in his arms, responding to his kisses with such intensity Blaine was getting dizzy. Kurt was far too good for this world. He was sent here by some cruel mistake and by same cruel game of fate he was set as Blaine's target. His enemy. His demise. How can anyone ask of him to choose? To choose between something that he fought for and killed for and something that was placed in his hands as a gift and a curse at a same time. Cause that's what Kurt was. Ultimate gift to someone that didn't deserved to be rewarded. And a curse. Blaine was cursed by his desire to keep Kurt for as long as he could, the word forever popped up in his mind, but he would never admit it and cursed because he knew the second Kurt's heart stopped beating he would be half a man. He knew he would never be more demon and less human.
Damned if you do - damned if you don't.
As he looked at Kurt drifting off to sleep, he had a thought.
If he kills him-that's it. It over.
His throne will be safe. His life won't be in danger anymore. Everything he fought for will prevail.
But as Kurt nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck and sighed contently, Blaine couldn't help but wonder...
Is it all worth it?