They'd managed to get into Kurt's car without being spotted and so had been driving for nearly 5 hours, when Kurt had to pull over, the adrenaline of running away leaving his body finally and only leaving behind exhaustion.
"What's wrong?" Blaine asked, his brow furrowing in concern. He rested a hand on Kurt's leg as they stopped.
"I'm just so exhausted," Kurt said, trying to hold back a yawn. "It's been a long day; I just really need to sleep."
"Ok," Blaine nodded, undoing his seatbelt. "Why don't we switch and I'll drive while you sleep?" He started to move, but stopped when he felt Kurt's hand on his arm.
"No, Blaine," Kurt said. "Can't we just find a motel or something? I really need to get out of this car?"
"Not really, Kurt. We can't leave a trail, they'll be able to find us almost instantly…" Blaine trailed off when he noticed Kurt staring through the windscreen and taking a deep, trembling breath, a single tear threatening to appear and then, when he tried to blink it back, falling down his cheek. "Hey, it's ok," Blaine said, leaning forwards and wiping away the tear with one hand and holding Kurt's hand with the other.
"I'm sorry," Kurt said, a few more tears falling now, "this is just a lot to take in…"
"Don't apologise," Blaine said quietly, shuffling as close to Kurt as he could and pulling him towards his chest. "Look, there're some woods up ahead, we'll see if we can maybe find a little recess near there where we can have something to eat and rest for the night, ok?" Kurt nodded slowly as he let Blaine run his fingers soothingly through his hair. Kurt sat back up and took a deep breath, ready to start again.
"Kurt, no," Blaine placed his hand on the steering wheel, "you're tired, I'll drive." Kurt nodded through another yawn and jumped out to swap places with Blaine. He'd only been in the passenger seat for a few seconds when he let himself succumb to the warm comfort of the car and fell asleep. The next thing he knew, he was being woken up by Blaine and was a lot less warm.
"Kurt, we're here," Blaine said, gently shaking him. Kurt blinked a few times and looked out of the car to see trees. Lots and lots of trees. "It'd be a miracle if they managed to find us here, so we should be safe to sleep. Are you hungry?" Kurt thought for a second and shook his head, wrapping his arms around himself and shivering.
"I'm mostly just cold," he said, his breath creating a cloud in the air. "Where are we going to sleep?" Blaine gestured to the back of the car and Kurt looked to see the seats had been folded down, their bags stored safely behind the front seats and a bundle of blankets had been laid out, along with a couple of their jumpers for pillows. Kurt smiled to see that Blaine had tried to make it as comfortable as possible for them, especially when he climbed into the back and noticed a small night light by their heads and a thick sleeping bag folded out underneath the blankets that they could both use to sleep on.
Kurt scrambled in his bag to find some of the pyjama pants and a thick jumper that had been packed and did his best to change as quickly as possible so he could get under the covers. Blaine seemed to have already changed as he was laying out the bed, and was waiting for him.
"Thank you, by the way," Kurt said, "for sorting all this out and looking after me today. This is... crazy, but it's all because of you that we've even got this far."
"Well," Blaine responded, pulling Kurt into his arms, "I did it for you." He leaned up to Kurt and pressed a small kiss on his mouth that quickly became heated. Except this was so much different from their other kisses. This wasn't desperate or angry or tense. It was sweet - tender, passionate. It was a lover's kiss and Kurt savoured that; he relished the fact that, despite them having to run from everything, they were lovers now. When he was being honest to himself, it was what he'd been wanting since he first met Blaine. He felt Blaine's body pressing against his and roll them so that Kurt was flat on his back and Blaine was rested between his legs.
"I want you so bad, Kurt," Blaine said as he trailed hot kisses along Kurt's jawline and down his neck.
"I want you too," Kurt said, practically panting with how much he wanted Blaine, who was now mumbling something into his shoulder that Kurt assumed he must have misheard because he couldn't believe what he thought Blaine had said until he repeated it.
"Want to keep you, Kurt. Want to claim you as mine." Blaine repeated, continuing pecking kisses to Kurt's jaw and neck as he spoke. He looked up at Kurt through his dark eyelashes with so much hope in his eyes. "Would that be ok?" Kurt swallowed and tried to create words with his mouth, which had suddenly gone completely dry and deserted him.
"I-I, uhm-"
"You can say no," Blaine said, smiling a little too widely.
"No! I mean," Kurt swallowed, desperately trying to get his mouth back in order, "I don't want to say no, but... how is that going to work? We're both doms." Blaine smiled down at him confidently. He had a plan. Of course he had a plan. After everything he'd found out that day, Kurt wasn't sure why he was surprised that Blaine had even thought of this.
"I have something for you," he said before sitting up and reaching into one of the bags that had been pushed behind the front seats. Kurt watched him rummage around until Blaine finally pulled out what he was looking for. Kurt could see a hint of white glinting in the darkness and recognised what Blaine was holding almost instantly.
"A sub collar? Really, Blaine?" Kurt said, not sure if he should be amused or mad. "Have we not gone through the whole don't-treat-me-like-a-sub-because-I'm-not-a-sub thing?" Blaine smiled and came back to lie next to Kurt, running the collar through his fingers. "I'm not wearing that," Kurt said, crossing his arms.
"Kurt," Blaine looked up at him and smiled adoringly, "you talk too much. I figured we would need one of us to pretend to be a sub for when we went out to get food and if we ran into anyone… the Magisters won't think to look for a sub and a dom," Kurt opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted. "-but," Blaine continued with a smile, "I figured that we could, kind of, claim each other and share the responsibility. Y'know, like, you wear it one day with my lock on it and I wear my own collar with the key, and then the next day, I'll wear it with your lock and you can wear your own with your key." Blaine shrugged as he looked down at the white ring he was holding, running his thumb over the empty metal loop over the front of it. "That is, if you want to." Kurt smiled and reached forwards to cup Blaine's cheek with his hand.
"That sounds like a fantastic idea," he said, placing a quick peck on Blaine's lips and allowing himself to be pushed back onto the sheets, the collar discarded to one side as Blaine made quick work of removing Kurt's, and his own, clothes. Kurt shivered the second the cool air met his skin and Blaine pulled him closer. This was so strange to Kurt. He knew what to do as a dom in these situations. The idea was to hold down the sub while the dom marked them and covered them in their scent. As a sub, it would comfort and make them feel protected and wanted. As a dom, it would make them feel in charge and connect them with the one thing they would now spend their time protecting. While Kurt didn't mind having Blaine resting over him like this, his natural instinct was to push him away, and to take charge himself. However, Kurt was quickly realising that there was no way their relationship could survive if they carried on like that, so he saw it as a test of his ability to allow Blaine to be in charge sometimes, knowing that at some point in the future, he would then be the one in charge.
Blaine shifted them so that he was resting with one leg in between Kurt's legs and an arm next to Kurt's head so he could watch Kurt's face. Kurt felt Blaine's cock press up against the crease of his thigh and gasped.
"Ok?" Blaine asked, running a hand along Kurt's cheek and searching his eyes. Kurt simply nodded, unable to form any words as Blaine reached for his free hand, gripped the wrist tightly and pulled it so that it was trapped above Kurt's head. A smile broke out on his face as he gazed down at Kurt and huffed out a quick laugh.
"What?" Kurt frowned in confusion. Blaine shook his head.
"Nothing," he said, grinning still. "You're just… so perfect, I almost can't believe you're here and this is happening." Kurt blushed as Blaine gazed upon him with reverence. He tilted his head up and captured Blaine's lips in his own, a smile breaking out on his face.
"Just get on with it, Anderson," Kurt murmured against his lips playfully. Blaine raised his eyebrows and smiled at Kurt's cheekiness before slowly pulling his hips back and thrusting forwards once, watching and relishing in Kurt's reaction. Kurt tipped his head back and let out a small "oh" at the sensation of their cocks dragging along each other's skin. He felt Blaine's lips trailing along his neck as he pushed against him again. Kurt shut his eyes and focussed on the sensation of Blaine moving. He almost didn't want to miss watching Blaine's face, bathed in soft light from the lamp next to them, but couldn't help but want to drown in the sensations; Blaine's soft skin brushing against his; the warmth of his breath, slowly increasing in speed against his shoulder; the beat of his own heart as Blaine took his time getting him worked up. It was entirely worth being pinned down the way he was.
Blaine buried his face into Kurt's shoulder as he pressed his cock harder into Kurt's thigh, increasing the drag of skin across skin intensely. Kurt moved his hips, thrusting up against Blaine to get more friction on his own cock, desperately wanting to feel every single movement in Blaine's body. Blaine lifted his head up and pressed his lips against Kurt's messily, as he moved Kurt's wrist from one hand to the other and ran his now free hand down Kurt's waist, resting it on his hip and holding Kurt down to stop him moving. He pulled back when Kurt whined slightly and smiled.
"I know you want to do that, Kurt," he said gently, "but this is about me owning you, so you need to stay still and let me be in charge."
"But I want more, Blaine," Kurt panted, "…need more…" Blaine leant down and pressed another kiss to Kurt's lips, taking his time to lick into his mouth, drawing out more whines and moans from the boy underneath him.
"You'll get your turn," Blaine whispered against his mouth before thrusting again, harder this time. Kurt tipped his head back again and let out a long, low moan, his cock getting just enough friction from Blaine's thigh to tease him, but not enough to get him anywhere.
"Fuck, Kurt," Blaine said as he started to move faster. He shut his eyes and rested his head right above where Kurt's heart was beating loudly, moving his body against Kurt's rhythmically, increasing in speed and intensity with every thrust until Kurt could hear him growling with each and every movement against him. Kurt felt a pair of lips on the place over his heart sucking and biting, presumably quickly creating a red mark that signified Kurt was Blaine's. It wasn't long until Blaine started to shudder and a choked cry rumbled through Blaine's body as Kurt felt hot splashes of liquid land on his stomach, instantly cooling and making him shiver.
Blaine rested his entire weight on Kurt's body as he came down from his orgasm and he licked and nipped along Kurt's chest, still gripping him tightly and holding him in place while he tried to catch his breath. After a few frustrating minutes for Kurt where Blaine was resting on him, but Kurt's cock was still very much hard, he managed to get his wrist free so that he could turn a now relaxed, pliant Blaine onto has back.
Kurt rested himself in between Blaine's legs and moved both of Blaine's arms so that they were spread beside him and squeezed between Kurt's fingers. His heart was racing as he looked down at a sated Blaine, realizing the gravity of what he was about to do. Their whole lives, they'd been told about claiming and what it meant - how important it was. He'd spent his whole childhood dreaming of the day when he would finally claim someone and how perfect it could be to have a sub underneath him, soft and warm and taking whatever he gave them. He never imagined that he would end up claiming another dom. He never even considered it, and in that moment he realised that this wasn't his childhood dream. This wasn't the perfect claiming he'd thought about. This was more than that; it was better. He wasn't claiming someone because he had to; Blaine wasn't lying there because he'd commanded him. He was there because he wanted to do this for Kurt, because he loved him, and as much as the sub in his mind would have loved him too, this was so much more powerful than that.
Kurt slowly leant down and ran his tongue up Blaine's stomach, eliciting a quiet hum and an arch of the back from Blaine. Kurt reached Blaine's mouth and sucked on his bottom lip for a second as he thrust for the first time. A sleepy Blaine hummed again letting Kurt move how he wanted and making it easy for Kurt to be the dominating force. Kurt slowly thrust a few more times, his erection brushing against Blaine's half hard cock sending sparks through his legs, down to his toes. He watched Blaine as he imagined Blaine had watched him as he pushed against his hip again.
"Kuurrt," Blaine sighed out, smiling up at him, "it's so much." Kurt didn't know if Blaine was talking about how sensitive he felt with Kurt against him, or what he was doing, but he felt it too, right down to the pit of his stomach. With that, Kurt stopped thinking and just started moving, copying Blaine's action of leaving a mark by his heart and feeling his orgasm build up so soon, but not soon enough all at the same time, until he was coming over Blaine with a loud cry and a tightening of his entire body that seemed to last forever.
Kurt's body finally loosened and he slumped over Blaine, kissing him repeatedly, aware of their mixed come drying on their stomachs. It wasn't just one of them claiming the other now, not just one of them marking the other with their scent. They'd claimed each other, and their scents were mixing together, creating something new and different and them. Kurt sighed happily at the thought of it as he was pulled into Blaine's arms and told how much he was loved.
As he lay in Blaine's arms, he was mildly aware of a quiet click as Blaine clipped his lock onto Kurt's black dom collar. He moved a heavy arm and felt for the chain of the key that was hanging low on his collar and tried to blindly fumble for his own lock to undo it. He opened his eyes when he felt Blaine's hand against his own, holding the lock in place for him so he could open it. Blaine's eyes sparkled in the light and he dropped his hand to Kurt's hip and tipped his head back slightly, allowing Kurt access to his collar. The second it was fastened, Kurt felt a small squeeze on his hip before more kisses and declarations of love were traded until all they could do was curl up in each other's arms and sleep, not caring at all for the chill in the air, because in their hearts, everything was warm.
Thanks for reading so far, everyone. For those of you who don't know, my partner and I found out a couple of months ago that we're expecting a baby in late October, so that's why I've not been able to post as frequently as I'd like. I've got a bunch of this written so I'm gonna do my best to edit and post it asap, but (for obvious reasons) I can't guarantee anything - sorry :(