WARNING: SEX, LITTLE VOYEURISM, NIPPLE PLAY, ORGASM DENIEL, THREESOME, MURDER, DEATH, INSANITY, ANGAST
Hello everyone!
Firstly I want to say how sorry I am for not updating in a long, long time, especially on this story. A lot of things have been happening in my person life that has prevented me from writing and I also have been losing the inspiration to write. But after reviews and DMs I have fought writer's block and forced myself to write until I found something. And I can happily say that this fanfiction is now completed. This is my first fanfiction I have ever written and I am so happy that I have completed this.
Originally, I was planning 2 or 3 more chapters until this was completed to make up for the lost time of not updating this fanfiction. However, I decided to merge all of those chapters into one big one because I have been delaying this story for seven almost, eight months and decided that it needed to be completed because if I didn't complete this fanfiction then it would have literally taken me years to do so and I couldn't do that to you guys who have been asking me for the next chapter.
I will warn you that I had to change the ending of this story and that I kinda got lazy at editing this chapter so I apologize for the grammar mistakes. But later on, I will reedit this whole fanfiction so that all grammar and spelling are perfect, always…
Enjoy!
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Chapter 10
I Won't Follow You
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BOOM
CRACK!
Thunder loomed roaring through the wind and dark clouds covered the New York City skyline. Rain poured from the dark cloud, washing down, slapping against the windows on a dark bedroom. The chilling air creeping in from the ajar window.
3:19am
Nezzera looked at the bed side table clock ticking by as time slowly passed. Her breathing remained even as she got up from her bed, the silk sheets slowly falling over off her body. Nezzera looked over her bed and saw platinum blond hair attached to a beautiful man. She ran her hand gently through the hair and leaned down to place a soft kiss on Decim's temple. She got up, grabbed a blanket and left the room quietly closing the door softly.
Nezzera walked down the hallway of her and Blaine's home seeing the perfection in all of the small detail that was designed for the apartment. She took the elevator down to her lab, feeling the cold air brushing against her skin, only the silk sheets covering her for warmth. She walked out of the elevator, the blanket trailing behind her as she entered her lab, the scent of chemicals, the sound of machines working and an unconscious body lying on a metal bed welcomed her.
She looked at the sleeping body and walked up to him, seeing all of the wires and helmet that covered his head. She looked at the machine reading the signals of what was going on inside of the man's brain as he is sleeping.
"How boring," Nezzera mumbled, "I thought that you would entertain me to some extent, but in the end you're just like the rest, pathetic, boring, selfish humans that roam this world."
She sat in her chair, swirling around looking at her lab as she twirled in circles, thinking. She rubbed her stomach, feeling her son lightly kick her probably nagging her to sleep at such an early hour.
"Stop Dominic." She commanded to her unborn son and the kicking suddenly stopped.
Nezzera looked at Mark's sleeping face and a thought came to her; how will he break? A wicked smile placed on her lips as she thought of the perfect idea. Nezzera got up from her chair and walked over to Mark to unhook the machine, but a warm hand grabbed her wrist stopping her.
"Please Nezz. Don't." Decim begged looking at her face. Nezzera stood still, not moving her hand away, but also not moving it forward either.
"Let. Go." Nezzera said coldly as she looked at Decim calm face. Decim hesitated as a conflicting feeling arose inside him, but slowly let go of her wrist not having the power inside to say no to her. Decim can never deny her anything. He couldn't, no much how much he wanted to at this very moment.
"Leave." Nezzera commanded, not wanting Decim to see of what she's about to do. Decim looked pained and bit his lip until it bleed, but nodded and walked out of her lab the doors closing behind him. Decim walked down the hallway and banged his hand against the wall angry at himself for not being able to stop her.
"I'm sorry Blaine. So, so, sorry." Decim whispered, his hands clutching in a fist at the anger he felt towards himself.
Nezzera stood alone, looking down at Mark. She unplugged the chord the lights of the helmet faded and ripped off all the wires of Mark's body, putting her plan into action for getting Blaine back. Kurt may think that Blaine belongs to him, but in reality Blaine is hers and has been for the past eight years. The bond that they share can never be unbroken. They have a promise towards each other and they have a child together. If Kurt really thinks that he can convince Blaine to quiet the mafia then he's stupider than she should give him credit for.
Blaine cannot live without the mafia and the mafia cannot live without Blaine. They balance each other and if there is no balance, there is only going to be chaos and disorder. Blaine has spent too much time in the dark to simply forget and let go of it. Nezzera picked up glass beakers containing a liquid chemical and started to assemble her ingredients together for a drug.
It starts
With the unexpected loss
Of something dear
The warmth
That comforted and cradled
Just disappears
And in its place
There's nothing
Just an endless empty hole
The light that shown the way is gone
And darkness takes control
Bitterness and anger
Are quick to fill the void
The path to isolation
Is littered with the dreams that lay destroyed
Nezzera continued to hum the rest of the poem and mixed together the chemicals. She couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous it is that Kurt fell right into her own game. Nezzera wonder how long it will take Kurt to realize that she's simple manipulating him. Anyone who has a brain knows that going to war against Nezzera will end in a severe loss where she will be victorious. Especially when she is the one who created the war to begin with.
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Kurt sleepily walked down the hallway of the private jet and smiled when he saw Blaine on one of the seats doing something on his computer. He walked behind Blaine and kissed his head playfully. Blaine looked up at Kurt and gave him a dopey loving smile that melted Kurt's heart at how adorable Blaine is.
"Good morning beautiful." Blaine said causing Kurt to laugh as he draped himself on the opposite seat, not caring if he is only wearing a silk robe and nothing else. The pose he is in made him look like a beautiful, sexy model and Blaine just gave a quick glance at Kurt and went back to looking at his computer to continue reading his emails from clients.
Kurt smiled flirtatiously and then pouted in annoyance at being ignored by Blaine when he's looking his best for Blaine. Blaine seemed to feel the different emotion shift from Kurt looked up and saw the face Kurt is giving him.
"What?" Blaine asked confused.
"Uhg, Blaine this is supposed to be a vacation! Why are you still working?" Kurt wined resting his head on his arm and staring at him.
"I'm sorry Kurt, but I have to do work. Even though it is vacation, emailing back clients is important if I want to keep up my reputation as a fierce lawyer. Besides we're not even there yet, we still have a couple of hours to go." Blaine said with a weak smile.
Kurt signed and nodded his head as he watched Blaine type away at his computer. Kurt getting bored by the second that passes, got up from his seat and crawled over the table to close Blaine's computer top. Blaine looked up and saw Kurt flirtatiously smile at him. Blaine raised an eyebrow and saw Kurt take away his computer and put it on the table. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and moved his body to straddle himself onto Blaine's lap.
"Kurt?" Blaine questioned liking where this is going.
"Yes?" Kurt asked calmly rubbing his their members together slowly, getting a smooth pleasurable moan from Blaine.
"You do realize the air attendance can come in at any time right?" Blaine huffed closing his eyes and enjoying the small waves of pleasure.
Kurt giggled at Blaine's reaction feeling himself get a little harder at the thought of someone walking in on them.
"Why not give them a show?" Kurt breathed out in Blaine's ear. Blaine eye's darken in lust at the thought of how turned on Kurt seems to be at voyeurism. Blaine just smiled and went remove silk robe from Kurt's chest and kissed his nipples, lightly grazing his teeth over one of them having them turn hard.
"Hm, Blaine." Kurt said picking up the pace at runting. Blaine smiled and kissed the nipple he is teasing and moved on to the other one, repeating the same thing. While keeping Kurt satisfied, Blaine let his hands roam Kurt's soft, delicious body with greed. He licked Kurt's nipple again and again, fascinated how dark pink they were and put his mouth over them again and harshly sucked on them making Kurt arch his back at wanting more.
"Blaine." Kurt says tugging on Blaine's shirt and tie. Blaine looked up and saw Kurt's flushed face, his expression so erotic. Blaine tore off his tie and ripped his Gucci shirt not bothering to unbutton it because he's too impatient. Kurt licked his lips at the muscles of Blaine's body and went in to kiss Blaine's neck and moved his tongue down to lick his pecks, and stared up, keeping eye contact with Blaine. Kurt let his body move down off of Blaine's lap, letting his tongue lick all the way to Blaine's crotch. Kurt never broke eye contact as he put his mouth over Blaine's clothes.
"Can I?" Kurt asked, kneeling in front of Blaine. Blaine felt himself get even harder at the sight and quickly nodded his head, swallowing his desire to just take Kurt.
Kurt put his hands on the side of Blaine's thighs and used his tongue in search of the zipper. When he found it, he used his teeth to pull it down and immediately Blaine's hard aching cock stood tall and proud. Kurt's mouth watered as he kissed the top of Blaine's head and moved down to suck on the base.
"Shit, Kurt." Blaine said roaming his hand through Kurt's hair and then gripping it. Kurt loves the way Blaine grips his hair. It is rough and strong, but not painful. It's pleasure. Kurt kept on sucking Blaine's cock to the best of his ability. His tongue swirling around the head and then deep throating it relaxing his gag reflex to take more of Blaine in.
"Holy shit!" Blaine breathed throwing his head back and pulled Kurt's head closer trying to get more of his cock in the wet, warm mouth. Kurt hummed in happiness, his voice vibrating as it echoed on to give more pleasure to Blaine.
Blaine looked back at Kurt's face, seeing his mouth stretching for his cock, his luscious pink lips wet with saliva sucking more of his member. Blaine combed Kurt's hair out of his face so he can get a better look at those beautiful blue eyes. Kurt looked back at Blaine, hollowing his cheeks to make his mouth tighter for Blaine. Blaine smiled as he finally decided to tell Kurt the news, knowing it'll just make him hornier.
"You're putting on such an amazing show for someone with your technique."
"Is someone watching?" Kurt asked looking around and not seeing a single person.
"Yes. Do you want him to join?" Blaine asked eyeing the window of where he was hiding.
"The more the merrier." Kurt said, removing his mouth from Blaine's cock.
"Fine, but he's not allowed to fuck you. Your ass is mine." Blaine possessively said slapping Kurt's ass playfully as Kurt removed the silk robe and sat down on Blaine's lap again, getting a good grip on Blaine's cock with his hand.
"Call him over. I'm sure he's dying to be a part of this." Kurt said brushing his finger over the slip feeling the stick precum oozing out.
"Louis. Come." Blaine called loudly for Louis to hear.
Louis opened the door and stepped in following Blaine's order, his very erect penis showing. Kurt inspected Louis and decided that he's a good looking man with bright red wavy hair wearing a butler styled suit as his eyes were cast down.
"Sir?" Louis asked his voice calm.
"Stip." Blaine order caressing Kurt's thighs as Kurt kissed Blaine's neck leaving hickies behind.
Louis unbuttoned his blazer throwing it on the flour along with his tie, shirt, socks, shoes and pants. Kurt looked at Louis with curios eyes. Louis body was slim with some very well defined muscles like his abs that Kurt now wants to lick badly.
"Even your underwear." Blaine ordered.
Louis followed command and took off his underwear revealing his hard member. Blaine opened his hand to Louis and ordered him to come. Just as Louis took a step Blaine glare grew cold.
"I meant come to me by crawling." The change in Blaine's voice sent shiver down both Louis and Kurt's back. It is dark and dominate, someone who craves control over anything.
Without hesitation, Louis got on his hands and knees and crawled to Blaine. Blaine smiled at the submission and petted Louis's head having him lean in to the touch.
"Good boy." Blaine cooed sweetly.
"Have you fucked him before?" Kurt asked feeling a bit jealous at the loving attention Blaine was giving to someone else who isn't him.
"Louis, why don't you answer for me?" Blaine said sticking two fingers into his mouth, his hot tongue swirling over Blaine's fingers.
"No sir." Louis said and began to suck on Blaine's fingers desperately. Kurt not liking the way Louis is looking at Blaine, pulled Blaine's face to his and kissed him hard on the lips his teeth biting Blaine's bottom lip drawing blood.
"Don't think you get to have all the fun."
"Wouldn't dream of it." Blaine responded and passionately kissed Kurt back. Their tongues dancing a fierce fight as Blaine's other hand moved down to grip Kurt's ass causing Kurt to moan in their heated kiss.
"Louis." Blaine said looking at Louis lustful eyes. Blaine flipped Kurt over, so his front was facing Louis, "Suck Kurt off."
Louis wasted no time to spread Kurt's legs to get a better view and to kiss the top of Kurt's cock. Louis took Kurt's whole length in his mouth, his tongue twirling everything as he went up and sank it right back down, bobbing his head and making his cheeks hollow to tighten his mouth.
"Shit." Kurt moaned at the sensation of having his cock sucked by someone different than Blaine.
Blaine merely kissed Kurt's neck and moved down to his shoulder, his hands spreading Kurt's legs open more as he undressed his pants to free out his painfully hard cock.
Blaine took his two fingers that were sucked by Louis and pushed them inside of Kurt causing another moan to escape Kurt. After a quick stretching of his fingers Blaine didn't even warn Kurt as he lifted Kurt up to line his cock to slam Kurt's ass down on him.
"Yes, Blaine!" Kurt yelled in ecstasy feeling Blaine push in deeper, gently rubbing his sweet spot over and over again. Blaine used his legs to pump himself inside of Kurt, switching the rhythm on Kurt.
"Faster, Blaine. Faster." Kurt wined using his own legs to ride on Blaine's cock.
Blaine couldn't help but smile as he let Kurt take control. Kurt brought his body forward using his arms on Blaine's legs to help keep balance as his legs went on the seat. Kurt lifted his hips up and brought them down and continued to do so to get a good rhythm. Blaine merely just sat in his seat, enjoying the view of Kurt's ass going at work with his cock. Blaine let his hands caress Kurt's milky white skin and leaned forward to flick his nipples. Kurt whimper and turned his head to look at Blaine who eyes darken with lust and pinched them.
"B-Blaine." Kurt said breathlessly, feeling Louis mouth get tighter. Kurt felt his balls tightening and knew he couldn't hold it in any longer.
Blaine felt Kurt's ass tightening around him and nodded at Louis who only kept eye contact with Blaine the whole time. He took his mouth off of Kurt's balls and harshly gripped the base preventing from Kurt to come.
"ARGH!" Kurt yelled in frustration feeling on the edge of coming.
"Not yet, Kurt." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear singling Louis. Louis grabbed his tie from the floor and tied it tightly around Kurt's balls and base of his cock.
"B-Blaine." Kurt said disoriented, his mind hazy.
"Not yet." Blaine said one more time moving Kurt on his hands and knees and rammed himself in, getting deeper. Blaine continued to be pound himself in Kurt before finally spilling his sperm inside of Kurt, but his cock never went limp. Blaine pulled himself out seeing Kurt's asshole white open from him as white cum started to drip out. Blaine smirked and slapped Kurt's ass hard, his skin becoming red.
"Louis, be a dear and lick him clean." Blaine ordered seeing Louis masturbate the whole time as he fucked Kurt. Louis quickly got up and on the couch and buried his face in Kurt's ass, licking all of Blaine's cum.
"It will be a long time since you are going to come Kurt." Blaine said opening up a cabinet to reveal all of the sex toys. Blaine couldn't wait to test these on Kurt.
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Kurt looked out the window of the private jet and gasped at how beautiful it was. The clear blue sky, the warm yellow colored sand, the smell of the sea. He got up from his seat and walked down the steps to see to feel the sun light brush on his skin. It is amazing.
Kurt looked at Blaine standing in swimming shorts and a loose shirt, talking to someone. He saw Blaine dismiss the man and walked over to him.
"Had a good nap again?" Blaine asked lightly kissing his cheek and wrapped his arm around his waist.
"After what you made me endure, I needed the nap."
"You were the one who tempted me. I was only trying to work." Blaine smacked Kurt's ass, having him jump a little with start.
"Blaine!" Kurt yelled, feeling his ass throb in pain.
"Come on. I want to show you the house we'll be staying at."
Kurt followed Blaine to the house seeing servants already carrying their stuff. When the view of the house came to view, Kurt gasped.
It is beautiful. It is a mansion, with a beautiful marble rock drive way and palm trees everywhere giving off of the summer vibes. Kurt couldn't help but squeal in excitement at the fun things he and Blaine will do. They entered the house, butlers and maids greeting them with wide smiles. It is even more beautiful on the inside. There are windows and glass doors open everywhere having the whole house light up with softness from the sunlight. Everything that Kurt could have ever imaged in a perfect vacation home is right here. Here, he and Blaine can live their fantasy life and ignore everything from the outside. They don't have to think about their jobs, bills, taxes, especially the mafia and Kurt intends to keep it this way. He will do everything he can to make sure Blaine never goes back. Kurt bit his lip. He can never let Blaine go. Not again. He'll make sure that the only person Blaine will ever follow is him.
"This is beautiful Blaine." Kurt said in awe going to the back porch and seeing the amazing view of the ocean. Kurt smiled feeling the soft wind hitting his face, the sound of the waves crashing against the sand. He relaxed his body at the peacefulness he felt and his blue eyes searched for Blaine.
"It really is." Blaine said wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist, but his eyes weren't looking at the beaches, but instead they were looking at Kurt.
"Come on. Let's get unpacked." Blaine said leading Kurt back inside the house.
Kurt followed, and took one last look at the ocean. As long as Blaine is far away from the mafia he will be safe from the abyss that haunts the mafia.
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Alberto looked over his New York City sky lines. A glass of scotch in his hand as he drank a sip. He looked at the sun setting over the city and felt unsettled, a feeling he did not like. So it took another sip of the scotch hoping to calm him down.
Knock
Knock
Knock
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Mr. Bianchi, but I have a message from you." Whispered his secretary.
"What is it?" he asked, his voice cold and sharp.
"Your granddaughter has asked to have an audience with you. She say's important."
Alberto raised an eyebrow.
'Nezzera?' Alberto thought confused and stepped away from the window and to his desk of his office in the mafia.
"Send her in." he instructed and took a seat in his chair, swirling the glass around in his hand. Alberto waited a few more seconds before the door opened and revealed his granddaughter and her Italian beauty.
"Il mio piccolo lupo."(My little wolf) Alberto greeted with a friendly smile and gestured her to sit down.
"Alberto." Nezzera addressed her voice distant.
Alberto eyebrow twitched. The behavior that Nezzera shows him now is not what he expected.
"Why are you here?" Alberto asked getting straight to business as to why his granddaughter is here. He kept an eye on his granddaughter trying to find the real reason why she is here, but her posture, her tone he just couldn't read.
"Don't try to read me, you won't get anywhere." Nezzera said staring straight into her grandfather's eyes.
Alberto's suspicion raised and is now on high alert. This is not his granddaughter. She is not submitting herself to him, she is acting like a real person. Alberto never gave her this power of free will.
"Watch your tongue, Nezzera." Alberto said his voice dominating this situation.
Nezzera didn't say anything and just continued to star at him. Her stare started to unnerve him. First his next successor and now his granddaughter? Just what exactly is going on that he doesn't know about?
"You know, I always hated you," Nezzera said averting her light green eyes from her grandfather to the window, "I hate being a part of this mafia. It ruined the family I longed wished to have. It made me and Eli prisoners, trapped from the real world of ever seeing the light because we were born into darkness. Only the strong survives and the weak dies. That's our motto isn't it? I despised myself for being so weak, of never doing what I had always wished to do. I thought that if I manipulated other people to do my job, I would grow strong. But in the end I was the coward hiding like a child would when they get scared. It made me realize that I don't need to be afraid anymore. It's time for a change."
Nezzera stood up from her seat and walked over to the window her eyes watching the sun set. It really is time to make a change. She turned her around to see her grandfather in confusion of her random confession.
"When Blaine married into this family, he promised that he would set me and Eli free by killing you. He spent eight years of his life planning this and as his wife who devotes herself to her husband, I love him so much for it. But I now, I don't need my husband to do all of my binding now." Nezzera said walking over to her grandfather to pull out a gun and pointed it to him. Alberto eyes widen in shock.
"Nezzera-" he said.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you now. After this I have one more step to do to complete." Nezzera pulled the trigger and a bullet came out and ripped through Alberto's stomach, blood quickly staining his white shirt and dripping on the ground.
"Nezzera!" Alberto shouted in anger, the shock finally leaving him. He started at his granddaughter's betrayal and gripped his hand in pain. Nezzera dropped her gun on the floor and took out a bomb from her back and pressed a button and threw it at her grandfather who gasped.
"What do you think you're doing!" he yelled fear for the first time trying to reach for the bomb but only fell to the ground, his stomach releasing more blood at his movement.
"Doing what I was too afraid to do." said Nezzera as she left her grandfather's office. She walked out of the mafia building and looked at her grandfather's window, which was at the top of the building.
Twenty
Nineteen
Eighteen
Seventeen
Sixteen
Fifteen
Fourteen
Thirteen
Twelve
Eleven
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
Six
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
BOMB!
The explosion of the bomb from the top of the building erupted, the glass shattering and fell from the sky hitting the ground. The screams of people broke out as another bomb went off from the same building as the whole thing started to fall, crumbling to the ground taking the people inside them it.
Nezzera just stood there as the chaos continued to go on, the yells of people cried for help. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked to see Decim, his azure eyes lace with sadness. Nezzera put her hand over his and gave it a squeeze as comfort.
"Let's go." Nezzera whispered, "I have a game to finish playing."
Decim nodded and look one last look at the mafia building.
'Goodbye' Decim thought and followed his mistress as he would for the rest of his life.
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You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was alright
But things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life
Now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me feel like I'm living a, teenage, dream
The way you turn me on
I, can't, sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My, heart, stops
When you look at me
Just, one, touch
Now baby I believe
This, is, real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
We drove to Cali
And got drunk on the beach
Got a motel and
Built a fort out of sheets
I finally found you
My missing puzzle piece
I'm complete
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me feel like I'm living a, teenage, dream
The way you turn me on
I, can't, sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My, heart, stops
When you look at me
Just, one, touch
Now baby I believe
This, is, real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I'mma get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
You, make, me feel like I'm living a, teenage, dream
The way you turn me on
I, can't, sleep
Let's runaway
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
My, heart, stops
When you look at me
Just one touch
Now baby I believe
This, is, real
So take a chance
And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
I'mma get your heart racing
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me
In my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
(tonight, tonight, tonight)
The crowd of the bar cheered in glee as Blaine jumped off the stage from his performance. He went over to Kurt who clapped his hands in joy, the memory of Blaine first preforming that song still fresh into his mind.
"That was wonderful!" Kurt yelled giving Blaine a big kiss on the lips.
Blaine smiled and took a sip of his beer, feeling the adrenaline rush through his body. It's been years since he last sang or even did a performance. It felt good to be relaxed and not have to worry. When he and Kurt unpacked their stuff, they took a walk on the beach exploring what's here. They went to a restaurant for lunch and shopped the stores, with Kurt obsessing over the summer scarves. They later returned back to have a cozy dinner on the beach under the stars and decided to hit a bar to have fun.
They found this gay bar with a stage and decided to stay here to have fun, until Kurt begged Blaine to do a performance for him. At first Blaine felt weird since it's been years since he sang in public, but decided to do it anyways.
"You should go next Kurt." Blaine said taking another swig of his beer.
"What?! No way!" Kurt yelled embarrassed.
"Oh come on! I just did a performance for you, so it's time you did one for me." Blaine said.
"Blaine," Kurt said, but was interrupted with Blaine's lips on his. Kurt immediately kissed Blaine back and moaned when he felt Blaine bit his lower lip.
"Please?" Blaine whispered, his breath hitting Kurt's lips.
"I hate it when you use your seductive kisses to make me do things." Kurt says out of breath. Blaine couldn't help, but laugh.
"I promise I'll reward you if you do. Make everyone where jealous of me for being able to have you." Blaine said his hands squeezing Kurt's ass. Feeling seductive now, Kurt smiled.
"Okay." He said swished his hips as he went to the stage and took the mike. The music started to play and everyone's eyes couldn't leave Kurt's body.
So hot
Out the box
Can we pick up the pace?
Turn it up,
Heat it up
I need to be entertained
Push the limit
Are you with it?
Baby, don't be afraid
I'm a hurt 'ya real good, baby
Let's go
It's my show
Baby, do what I say
Don't trip off the glitz
That I'm gonna display
I told ya
I'm a hold ya down until you're amazed
Give it to ya 'til your screaming my name
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way you'll ring the alarm
So hold on until it's over
Oh, do you know what you got into?
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do?
Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
Well I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
It's alright
You'll be fine
Baby, I'm in control
Take the pain
Take the pleasure
I'm the master of both
Close your eyes
Not your mind
Let me into your soul
I'm a work ya 'til your totally blown
No escaping when I start
Once I'm in I own your heart
There's no way to ring the alarm
So hold on until it's over
Oh, do you know what you got into?
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do?
Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
Well I'm about to turn up the heat
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh oh, mm
Entertainment
Oh oh, oh entertainment
I'm here for your entertainment
Ooh
Do you like what you see?
Woah
Let me entertain ya 'till you scream
Oh, do you know what you got into?
Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do?
Cause it's about to get rough for you
I'm here for your entertainment
Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet
(bet ya thought)
You thought an angel swept you off your feet
Well I'm about to turn up the heat
(turn up the heat)
I'm here for your entertainment
Kurt belt the last note of the song and stared at Blaine whose mouth fell open. Kurt couldn't help but smile at his sexy performance where he literally made himself have as much sex appeal as he could muster. He walked down the stage ignoring everyone's attempts to talk to him and went straight to Blaine, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and kissed him hard. Blaine immediately kissed Kurt back and stared at everyone who was looking and shoved his tongue in Kurt's mouth causing him to moan loudly.
"You certainly grew up from being the scared virgin boy thinking that the touch of the fingertips were as sexy as it could get." Blaine said kissing Kurt's jaw and down his neck.
"Well everyone has to grow up at some point." Kurt responded, letting his hands wander over Blaine's body.
"Wanna get out of here?" Blaine asked nipping Kurt's ears.
"I thought you would never asked."
The two couples left the bar and walked to their house, but took a detour to the ocean where they quickly stripped themselves of their clothes to feel each other's body. Blaine didn't prepare Kurt as he just lifted Kurt's body on his and shoved his massive cock into Kurt's hole.
"FUCK!" Kurt yelled, his nails digging into Blaine's shoulder as Blaine pressed his back against a rock.
"After seeing you perform that song, I can't hold myself." Blaine whispered into Kurt's ears, his hands roughly gripping Kurt's ass and lifted him up and slammed him down again.
Kurt couldn't respond as moans just left his mouth. Blaine continued to slam himself in Kurt, the harsh texture of the rock on Kurt's skin made him roll his head back in pleasure. They continued to be lost in their own world with Kurt hugging on to Blaine as tight as he can and kissing his mouth, screaming as he came. It didn't take long for Blaine to do the same, spilling himself into Kurt as he slowly pulled out. Both didn't have the energy to stand any longer and fell on the sand with Kurt lying on top of Blaine's chest. They breathed harshly enjoying the silence of only hearing the wave's crash. Kurt stared at Blaine whose eyes were closed. His face has a peaceful expression, one that looks like it hasn't been in a long time.
"Can you make a promise to me Blaine?" Kurt asked.
"Hm?" Blaine said, his voice tired.
"Promise me that you'll always follow me. Promise me that we'll always be together. Promise me that you'll always choose me." Kurt whispered, putting his head on the crook of Blaine's neck and gently kissed it. Blaine merely just smiled and kissed Kurt's head and securely wrapped his arms around Kurt.
"When the times comes, I won't even have to choose." Blaine whispered back.
The two fell asleep on the beach for a few minutes, until it became too uncomfortable to sleep on the sand naked. They got dressed and went back to the house and took showers to wash off the sand and sweat.
As Kurt was doing his face routine in the bathroom, Blaine sat on the bed his phone in hand. He scrolled through his messages from people seeing who needed to talk to him until he saw a message from Nezzera.
Alberto is dead. The mafia is in chaos. I need you Blaine, come back to me.
Blaine didn't even have to think for another second before he quickly got his clothes and changed into them. As he was buttoning his shirt Kurt came in and had a confused expression on his face.
"What's going on Blaine?" He asked.
Blaine didn't give Kurt another glance as he grabbed his phone and left the room. Kurt quickly followed after him scared as to what made Blaine this way.
"Blaine!" he yelled running after him outside to the private jet, "Blaine!"
Blaine finally turned around and looked at Kurt as if he finally noticed him.
"I have to go back." He said.
Kurt's eyes widen in fear.
"Why?" Kurt asked his voice hoarse.
"Because Nezzera needs me." Blaine responded gently.
Kurt felt anger rise within himself. Of course it's her doing.
"But don't you see that I need you too! More than her!" Kurt yelled, hot anger words spitting out of his mouth.
"I'm sorry Kurt. I can't abandon her. I can't abandon the mafia." Blaine said.
"Please Blaine, just run away with me! If you go back you're only going to get yourself killed! Blaine please!" Kurt begged. Blaine looked perplexed, not knowing what to do. The silence grew between them until Kurt's phone pinged and he looked at it. A text from Nezzera. Curious and angry, Kurt opened the message and read it, feeling horrified.
Unless you want his brains to blow up, I suggest you bring Blaine back. Or else, it's your father that's next.
Kurt's phone pinged again and Kurt didn't think he could stomach what Nezzera said this time. He looked at it and threw his phone down running to the bushes to empty his stomach. There open on Kurt's phone is a picture of an unconscious Mark lying on a table with a hand holding a gun against his temple touching the trigger.
Kurt couldn't believe this. He just couldn't. Was Nezzera insane! How could she bring an innocent person into this mess?!
But it's his fault. Kurt realized.
He gave them Mark because he wanted her to erase his memory of the mafia. He pulled Mark into his mess trying to protect him and how Mark's blood is going to be on his hands. Kurt may not love Mark anymore since he's now with Blaine, but his ex-fiancée is going to die if he doesn't bring back Blaine. Kurt didn't know what to do. If he brought Blaine back to New York, he can save Mark. But if he didn't bring Blaine back, Mark's blood will be on his conscious and then his father's and possibly everyone he loves.
Kurt felt his heart race. He didn't know what to do. He didn't want anyone to die or get hurt. If he brought Blaine back and saved Mark, will Kurt get another chance to save Blaine? Kurt bit his lip and took his chance. He wasn't going to let an innocent person die. He isn't a killer. And he never will be.
Kurt picked up his dropped phone and joined Blaine on the private jet, not saying a word to him as he boarded the jet and went to change into clothes. Kurt is determined now. He will save Mark and Blaine.
Blaine looked at Kurt who went into his room to change and pulled out his phone after singling the pilot to fly. He reopened the message that Nezzera sent confused. Alberto is dead.
How?
None of this made sense to Blaine. He has calculated everything that could have happened on his vacation with Kurt and Alberto being dead isn't one of them. Just what exactly happened that could have caused this? Nezzera didn't go into specifics as to how he died. Did she kill him? Or did someone else? Blaine's mind raced with thoughts trying to figure out everything, but all of his thoughts lead to him to nowhere. The only thing he can do is wait. Wait until he gets to New York.
Kurt came back into the room, fully dressed in his old clothes and looked at a concerned Blaine. He walked over to him and wrapped his arms around him trying to comfort him, but Blaine pushed him away needing to be alone in his thoughts. Together they sat alone for hours until they landed in New York.
…..
As soon as they landed the private jet, Blaine rushed out not waiting for Kurt calling a driver to drive him to the mafia building that got bombed. Kurt just stood there, seeing Blaine get into a car and being driven off.
Kurt's phone went off again. Another text from Nezzera. Angry Kurt opened the message and read it.
Come meet me at the apartment. We have a game to finish
Kurt stared at the text in anger. How dare she think that playing with people's lives is a game! Kurt stepped out of the jet and called for a driver telling them to drive him to the apartment. As he waited he sent a text to Nezzera.
Don't you dare hurt him Nezzera. Leave Mark out of this
Nezzera quickly send a response back.
Then hurry. Times not on your side
Kurt slammed the phone down on the car seat in anger. He felt frustrated. He didn't know what to do. How do you deal with a psychopath who's playing with the life of your ex-fiancée?
As soon as the car came to a stop, Kurt rushed out and ran to the steps banging on the door. The door opened on its own and Kurt hesitantly walked in.
"Nezzera?" he called.
Silence.
"Where are you!" he yelled slamming the door shut and rushed into rooms trying to find her. Kurt looked around the kitchen, the dining room, until he spotted her standing in the living room alone.
"Where is he?" Kurt demanded walking in only seeing her back.
Nezzera didn't say anything.
"Answer me!" Kurt yelled and forcefully turned her around.
Nezzera stared at Kurt and just smiled.
"You're so naïve." She said with her sweet voice that only angered Kurt more.
"Don't play games with me. Why are you doing this?" Kurt asked annoyed as he stared at Nezzera in the living room, where the light dimmed. Nezzera merely took a step closer to Kurt, going back to silence. Her plan is finally into motion.
"I could ask you the same thing, but you didn't take my threat seriously. So now I'm going to prove to you that Blaine can never leave this mafia."
Nezzera roughly grabbed Kurt by his should and dragged him towards a closet where their fine China were being kept. Kurt tried to struggle out of her grasp, but was surprised by just how strong she is even with her current pregnancy state. Nezzera threw Kurt into the closet and closed it. Kurt looked at Nezzera in fear. He tried to push open it, but it was locked. All he could see through the little window was the living room space, and a window that showed moonlight.
"I'll show you." She whispered. Kurt saw Nezzera walk to the living room to a drawer and pulled out a gun and threw it across the room to a connecting door of the hallway. Nezzera stood there for a few minutes waiting. The living room was silent. All that could be heard was the sound of the grandfather clock ticking. Nezzera walk across the room to open another door. At first Kurt couldn't see anything, but then it showed a figure, but not just any figure, Mark's. Mark standing there confused and Kurt's eyes widen. Mark was still alive.
"You want to know who is the one who killed Peter, don't you." Nezzera said with a small grin playing on her lips.
"Who?" Mark asked with fury his hands fisting in anger.
Nezzera couldn't keep her laughter in anymore. She hysterically laughed as both Kurt and Mark looked at her with like she was insane. Which is true because within Nezzera's mind is insanity. Nezzera continued to laugh and once it stopped, she smiled happily at Mark.
"Well you're looking at her." Nezzera said, "Five years ago, I kidnapped Peter on the suspicion that he's a mole in the mafia. You see at the time, my husband was busy dealing with a drug deals happening in Queens and so being the good wife that I am, I liberated it off of him. I was the one who met him at the coffee shop you two always visited on 5th Ave. I saw him standing there waiting and waiting for you to show up, but you never did because you never knew that I hacked into your phone to send that message. But then when I showed up, god, his face was full of shock. And the look in his eyes, the fear in them when he realized that he got caught. I knew I had to. I knew that I couldn't resist. The look of pain when he realized it wasn't you. The look of despair in his eyes I had to pull the trigger when I saw him. The smell of his dead body is so much different from everyone else because his was shit. He was a nothing in the mafia. The work he desperately did to move up was a waste. His life was worthless. He merely dragged fools like you on just to get a chance to try and prove he could be a part of the mafia. To be something. But Peter was never going to get that dream. He couldn't even get his lover! You were never any special to him, Mark. You were merely a plaything for him, a toy at most. All he ever wanted was my father, Oliver. And only Oliver. This whole time you thought you thought you were important to him, but in reality, you meant nothing and still are. Up until his death."
The pained look on Mark's face is clear as daylight as Nezzera continued on with her story. She laughed when she saw Mark's face.
"Yes! The look in your eyes. This look that I have been waiting for. The look I want to see when you die. Do you know how long I've been waiting for this? To prove to you just how much you know nothing. You were nothing to your first lover and you are nothing to your fiancée because while you were unconscious, he's been fucking my husband! Not that I can blame him of course. My husband knows how to pleasure the human body to their breaking point. The amazing things he can do with his hands, his tongue, his cock, even a single glance from the eyes can make you become weak and orgasm. Even my brother, Eli, says that he's the best of the best. But you Mark, do you know how to pleasure someone? Oh wait, of course not. You are alone-"
"SHUT UP!" Mark yelled interrupting Nezzera, "YOU KNOW NOTHING OF ME! OF US! WE LOVED EACH OTHER! PETER LOVED ME! HE-HE COULD NEVER HAVE FELT SOMETHING LIKE THAT! NEVER BE A PART OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS! PETER IS MINE! SO DON'T FUCKING JUDGE US, YOU BITCH!"
Mark ran over to Nezzera who only smiled more. She opened her arms and welcomed Mark's threating hands around her neck and fell on to the ground feeling her air pipe get cut off.
"You know nothing. You know nothing. YOU KNOW NOTHING! NOTHING!" Mark yelled putting more pressure on Nezzera's throat. Nezzera merely lied there her smile never leaving her face. Her smiling expression haunting Mark.
"You know what I'm going to do after I kill you. I'm going to kill your baby. I'm going to grab a knife and cut it out of you. Yeah, by cutting the baby out, I can sell it. Imagine how much money I could get from a fourth generation gene holder. Imagine the money scientist will pay for it! AFTER YEARS OF SPYING AND GATHERING INFORMATION ON THE MAFIA, I FOUND OUT THAT YOU ARE A THIRD GENERATION GENE HOLDER! ALL THANKS TO YOU, I CAN SELL YOUR SHITTY BABY AND SEE IT BE EXPERIMENTED ON! I can't wait to cut into you. I can't wait to cut into your decomposed body and rip the infant out of yo-"
BANG!
Blood splatter everywhere. The bullet landing right next to Nezzera's head. Mark's body fell and landed right on top of Nezzera, who just pushed it off of her. She looked at the one who shot Mark and locked eye contact with her darling husband, Blaine.
"Darling." She greeted with a sore voice and smiled a soft smile.
Blaine walked to her his hands brushing off the blood from her face and smiled back.
"Are you alright?" he asked putting a gentle hand around her waist to help her up.
"Of course. Whenever you're with me, I shall always be safe." Nezzera said in a gentle loving voice, her eyes shining with love.
"My son, how is he?" Blaine asked kneeling in front of her and gently pressed a hand on her stomach, caressing it.
"Excited as always to greet his father." Nezzera said with a playful tone.
Blaine smiled and pressed his face against his son for a few second and kissed him when he felt Dominic licking.
"Soon, my little wolf. Wait a little more and you shall enter this world. This chaos that your mother and I have started. And together, we can kill those who are our enemies and I shall be your proud father teaching you the ways of this mafia." Blaine whispered kissing the baby one more time, "I'm proud of you Nezzera." Blaine stood up and cupped her cheek and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"You came sooner than I expected." Nezzera commented.
"Decim told me everything. Now, where is he?"
"Who" Nezzera asked faking innocence already knowing what Blaine is asking for.
"Don't play games with me. Where is he?"
Nezzera's eyes lost their gentleness as she glanced at the closet. Blaine's eyes followed hers and he walked over to the closet and opened it. There sitting in terror and shock is Kurt who looked at Blaine with horror. Blaine merely just smiled.
"Don't look like that Kurt," Blaine said pulling Kurt out of the closet and cupping his cheek, "He was going to kill my wife and child. As a husband I have to protect my family from harm. You understand that."
Kurt just stared. He looked at Blaine and then Nezzera who just smirked. This was her game Kurt realized. This was what she wanted. She wanted him to see Blaine kill someone he loved without hesitation, knowing what that person meant to him. She wanted him to see Blaine kill someone who meant something to him. She wanted him to know that Blaine is hers, and only hers.
"How could you," Kurt asked anger lacing into his voice, "HOW COULD MANIPULATE THIS WHOLE THING! HOW COULD YOU TOY WITH PEOPLE'S LVES LIKE THAT?!"
Nezzera just stood there, not saying anything again.
"ANSWER ME!" Kurt continued to yell sick of the silent game she is playing with him.
"Kurt, calm down." Blaine said gently trying to calm Kurt down.
"NO! How can you be so calm about this! She manipulated you into killing him. Don't you see? She's insane! She wanted you to kill him in front of me just to prove a point that you are hers! THIS IS JUST A GAME TO HER!" Kurt yelled hot tears running down his eyes. Blaine didn't look shock. He didn't even look sad. Instead, he looked happy.
"Of course I knew this was just another manipulation game. Everything Nezzera does is a game. That's why I love her." Blaine responded honestly with a loving smile.
Kurt stared at Blaine horrified.
This isn't Blaine.
This isn't the Blaine that Kurt knows.
No, this is the mafia Blaine. The Blaine that Kurt knows nothing about.
"How could you not see it? Are you blind! How can you be so calm about this! She's insane! She manipulated you into killing Mark!" Kurt repeated.
Blaine couldn't help but laugh. He laughed so hard, Kurt thought he was also insane. He probably is after killing someone.
"But Kurt, weren't you trying to do the same thing?" Blaine questioned, "You made us travel to the Bahamas trying to prevent me from coming back to the mafia. Essentially you tried to manipulate me into forgetting about the mafia and make me leave to be with you."
"But I was trying to protect you! I didn't want you to kill people! Innocent or not! I don't want you to risk your life and die! The mafia is dangerous! Don't you see that?!"
"Of course I see it. But Kurt, surely you must have known that I could never leave the mafia. The mafia is my home. My wife and unborn son is here. My career are here. If I were to leave, I would go insane in the real world. The mafia is my sanctuary Kurt and it would make me so happy if you could be a part of it too."
"You want me to join the mafia." Kurt asked in disbelief.
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not a psychopath! I refuse to hurt people! I won't give up my sanity for the mafia! Blaine, please, please, leave all of this! Don't you see how much I care for you?! How much I love you?! I can't let you be a part of something where you could end up dead one day. No one should have a job that requires hurting people. Come with me to escape this nightmare." Kurt pleaded his voice cracked as tears spilled from his eyes. Blaine's eyes soften at Kurt. He gently took Kurt's hand and Kurt felt happiness shot through him at the thought that Blaine finally agreed with him.
"Kurt," Blaine said with softness, "I won't."
Kurt felt his heart stop.
Rejection.
Blaine rejected him.
"Why?" Kurt asked his knees giving up on his as he collapsed to the ground, "Why are you doing this? I thought you wanted to start all over with us? I thought you wanted to be with me."
"I do Kurt. I really do," Blaine said and kneeled down to Kurt, "But I won't choose between you and the mafia because there was never a choice to begin with. The mafia is always my top priority. And if you won't be a part of it then I will let you go."
"You said you would always follow me. You promised that we'll will always be together! You promised you would always choose me! You liar!" Kurt said slapping Blaine across the face, but missed as Blaine moved back from Kurt's hit.
"I never promised you anything Kurt." Blaine said causing Kurt's eyes to widen.
"What?"
"I never said that I would follow you. I never promised you that we would be together. I can never tell a lie. Only the truth."
Kurt's mind raced back the conversation they had on the beach.
"Promise me that you'll always follow me. Promise me that we'll always be together. Promise me that you'll always choose me." Kurt asked laying his head on Blaine's chest.
Blaine merely just smiled and kissed Kurt's head and securely wrapped his arms around Kurt.
"When the times comes, I won't even have to choose."
Blaine is right. He never promised anything. All he said was that he won't have to choose because he knew he could never leave the mafia behind. Everything that Kurt tried to do, everything that Kurt thought, was all just a lie. Kurt looked at Nezzera.
She just stood there, blood dried on her skin and clothes and smiled. Finally it all clicked. Kurt has never felt so stupid before. So tricked. So played.
Nezzera knew that Blaine would never leave the mafia. She knew that Blaine would choose the mafia over him. This whole time where she made Kurt think that he had a shot at getting Blaine, was the ultimate game to her. Having Kurt think that he had a chance to convince Blaine to leave the mafia is what she wanted. This whole time when she said that he was the key to Blaine's heart, to make him more human was all just a lie in order for him to play her game. She manipulated him into playing this game knowing she will win and he would lose. Kurt didn't even have a one percent chance at winning. This whole game, was only amusement for Nezzera. She never cared for Kurt. The only person she would ever care for is her family and the mafia.
Kurt stared at the married couple and he finally saw it. The darkness that spread around them like the plague. The insanity they reeked in. He finally saw them as the monster they really are. They truly are wolves in sheep's clothing.
"Did you have fun Kurt?" Nezzera asked with amused voice knowing that Kurt finally understood her true motive.
"Why?" Kurt asked, "Why did you do this?"
"Why?" Nezzera repeated, "Because I wanted to. There's no real reason why I started this game with you other than you looked like fun to manipulate. I merely wanted to see toy with you out of amusement of what you will do."
"And you allowed her to do this to me Blaine?" Kurt questioned.
Blaine merely smiled, revealing he knew it was a game this whole time.
"I can never deny Nezzera of anything she wishes. As long as she didn't physically, mentally and emotionally hurt you to a certain extent, she was free to do anything. But don't worry Kurt, Nezzera knows where to limit her fun. She will never do anything to upset me." Blaine says honestly.
"You're insane," Kurt whispered, "You're both insane! How can you find amusement in toying with me, with people! You nothing but monsters!"
"Do you fear me now Kurt?" Blaine asked. Kurt looked up in Blaine's eyes and saw gentleness.
"What?"
"I once asked you if you were afraid of me. You responded saying no because you knew that I was dangerous. That you told me that killing people was just a sign of protection to you. Do you still believe in those words you said to me?" Blaine asked.
Kurt looked down and thought about it. He remembered those words. He looked back up at Blaine and saw it again. The dark aura around Blaine that made him fearful. A fear that Kurt knows he can never forget or ignore.
"Yes. I am afraid of you now. I thought you were dangerous because you killed for justice, that you help people and protected innocent lives. But now, I see that you don't care about protecting or helping people. You only care about benefiting the mafia. You don't care about how many innocent lives are killed, as long as you get what you want the world can go to shit right?" Kurt asked.
"Yes. I only care about the mafia." Blaine answered without hesitation, "I could have never chosen you now. In the past, if you were to have accepted me when I tried to reach to you then I think we would have been happily married with two children and living in New York as we have always dreamed. But once I joined the mafia. I knew I could never go back to my old life. To you. I gave up my humanity to be a part of this. I gave up on everything I though was important to me. I realized that humans are all the same. In any certain circumstances they will betray those who were dear to them. To sell, betray, sacrifice, lie all for their own sakes. And you Kurt, are not different from them."
Blaine leaned in and looked straight in the eye with Kurt.
"Had I not thought you as someone as precious to me, Nezzera would have made you mad long ago. My heart once beat for you, it still does and will always cherish the memoires, but it's time to say goodbye to the past I thought that I could still live in. I'm sorry Kurt." Blaine said cupping Kurt's cheek again and placed a gently kiss on top of Kurt's forehead.
"Goodbye. Our souls may not be together now, but in the future they will."
….
Time has passed since Kurt has seen Blaine. It's been years. Once they parted their ways, they never seen each other again. Kurt has moved on with his life, becoming a famous fashion designer with his own house and line. He now is happily married to a man named Sean and together they got a surrogate and raised a now teenage daughter named Ella.
She is his world.
Being the biological father, Ella looks identical to Kurt. The chestnut hair, blue eyes, ivory skin. People can always tell that she is his daughter. The only thing that she got from her mother would be her short height and full lips.
As Kurt is walking down the streets of New York with his husband, they passed a couple. The tan man with dark curly hair combed back in a black suit and hazel eyes. And the women with him, her light brown hair up into a bun and her expensive designer dress. The couples passed each other on the streets of New York minding their own business, pretending to not notice each other after years of not seeing them. Kurt felt their presence immediately and did not look back at Blaine and Nezzera together. He ignored them as they ignored him.
"What's wrong?" Sean asked.
Kurt looked at his loving husband and smile while shaking his head. "Nothing. Just thinking about the past."
"Ah, come on now. We're supposed to meet Ella at the restaurant with her new boyfriend." Sean said cheering Kurt up.
Kurt laughed and nodded his head and continued to walk down seeing his daughter smiling happily at the man dressed in black.
"Dad! Papa!" Ella yelled waiving at them with a big grin.
"Ella!" Sean said hugging her and kissing her head.
"Dad, this is my boyfriend, Dominic." Ella greeted to the man next to her.
Kurt looked at his daughter's boyfriend and held his breath. The sharp hazel eyes, sun kissed skin and light brown hair combed back. Just like a certain man who has a son named Dominic.
"Dominic Anderson. Pleasure to meet you." He greeted, his hand sticking out to shake.
Kurt looked at him with wide eyes and smiled.
"Kurt Hummel-Roberts. Pleasure's all mine."
Dominic smiled the same exact smile his father once did when he was a teenager in love. He looked at Ella with love and fondness in his eyes. He has finally found his Goddess to tame the wild beast within him. And Ella looked at him with admiration and loyalty and found her protector. Dominic's father is right. One day he will meet someone where he cannot separate himself from them. When his only instinct is to protect them and love them. He looked at Ella and realized, he has finally found that person.
"Our souls may not be together now, but in the future they will."
…..
First of all, I am so happy that this is finally completed! I never thought that it would be completed so soon.
I'm sure some of you guys didn't like the ending of Kurt and Blaine not ending up together. Originally I had this whole plan of them being together and would have wanted the plot to continue, but as I was writing this. I realized that I didn't want Kurt and Blaine to end up together and that's saying something because I'm a super Klaine shipper. For this fanfiction, I just couldn't make Klaine end up together and I don't know why. Something inside of my writer self was like, nope.
Anyways I also just want to thank everyone who have reviewed, favorited, followed and even read my fanfiction because it makes me feel so happy that I have people who enjoy reading my work and that's all that an author can ask for. From the bottom of my heart, thank you everyone who has read this story.
I also have been working on my other fanfiction called 'Therapy Dog' and in a few weeks a chapter should be uploaded. Also, I have been writing a few other Klaine fanfiction that I've been debating on whether or not to post. If your curious about them and want to read them please review or DM me! The first fanfiction already has a few chapter's written called 'Hourglass' and the second fanfiction is called 'Lost Boys Life'. Which one do you think I should upload first?
