There was a hesitation in Blaine's eyes.

He's going to say 'no', Kurt frantically thought. And then it's going to be really awkward – me in this stupid robe standing here like an idiot-

"Oh, Kitten. Please, don't look at me like that..." Blaine said in that gentle voice that could tame any wild animal. "You just surprised me with being so forward. But then again you seem to always zig when I think you're about to zag - it's a part of you that I adore. I… I thought you'd prefer to wait. To forget about your past bad experiences with pushy Doms like Flint or K-"

"No, Blaine." Kurt shook his head quickly. "I've never even once associated you and what I'm feeling around you to those douchebags in my head. I'm not some traumatized little flower – I'm just a guy who waited long enough to connect with someone who is right for me. And you are right. You… you feel so right - it takes my breath away sometimes." He sighed deeply as if to illustrate the point.

"You know what this means for you? For me?" Blaine asked, but his cheeks were starting to bloom with color as the wave of desire flowed through his body. "I don't want it to be a bad surprise for you... It might be difficult to control my dominant impulses, so it's really important that you remember to use your safe word if I make you uncomfortable. Can you remember the word?"

Kurt nodded and whispered, "Kingfisher."

Blaine smiled and then realized his hand was still on Kurt's ass. He quickly moved it up to rest on the brunet's back. "Mhm... Then why don't you move to the bedroom while I'll shower? Oh... and leave the robe on."


It was difficult for the Dom to know how to proceed with his Sub full of needs practically offering himself on a silver platter.

Blaine willed his body into less "excited" state for the sake of inexperienced Kurt with the help of a burst of ice cold water from the shower, but he knew not much would be needed for him to get hard again.

That is, unless Kurt had meanwhile changed his mind.

The Sub, however, was sitting on the edge of the bed with hands resting on his folded legs and with a look of determination on his face. Noticing the Dom walking inside the room, Kurt looked up and his mouth dropped open seeing that Blaine only had a beige towel tied around his waist. The black dagger mark stood out by his collarbone, glistening from water.

The Sub felt the bed dip under the weight of Blaine sitting next to him. The Dom combed the already dry locks of hair from Kurt's forehead. "Relax, beautiful. It's still me – the same Blaine you know so well. Just with less clothes on." The Dom smiled and leaned closer to the younger man. "We're no longer strangers and we've been close to each other already." he whispered and started kissing Kurt, slowly massaging the soft lips. The Sub melted into the familiarity and safety of the kiss and allowed his Dom to lay him down onto his back.

Blaine moved his lips from Kurt's mouth and trailed them down, grazing the sensitive skin on the brunet's neck with his teeth. Kurt clenched the sheets beneath him and mewled quietly, as if starting to warm up his voice.

"That's it, Kitten. It's supposed to feel as good as everything we've done before," Blaine murmured and his hands started to explore the Sub's torso. They slowly rested on the silk belt of the robe to unwrap it. Blaine, feeling Kurt become rigid and silent at that moment, paused to look up at the blue-eyed man's face.

"Kurt? What's wrong?" asked Blaine as he saw the Sub's red cheeks. "Are you embarrassed?"

"What if-" Kurt panted. "What if you won't like the way I look?"

Blaine looked a bit hurt. "It's your body, Kurt. How can I not like it?" Instead of untying the belt he slowly slid his hands pulling the silky fabric down to expose the pale chest. Kurt's pair of pink nipples were already perked up. Blaine bent forward and licked one of them. He smiled hearing Kurt's hitched breath. "I think your body looks and tastes just right."

Somewhere deep in his head Kurt felt he was going crazy. Crazy from the touch of his Dom, crazy from all the new instincts awakening in him. And now Blaine was untying his belt, removing his last 'shield' before he would be completely exposed to his Dom. Cold air caressed the brunet's belly and the place where he had been marked tingled with excitement. The Dom touched Kurt's abdomen and traced the black lines of the stylised flower. "My beautiful rose," Blaine whispered into the skin on the Sub's stomach. The warmth from the Dom's breath travelled straight to Kurt's groin and almost instantly the younger man could feel his erection filling up, lifting the loose silky fabric.

Of course Blaine noticed it too. "Someone can't wait to be freed..." he said brightly and proceeded to unfold the tented robe. Kurt, flustered, lifted his head to look at Blaine. What immediately caught his attention were both their marks. The 'rose' on his stomach, whose stem was pointing directly towards his hard cock and just above it a dagger between Blaine's collarbone and shoulder. Kurt's eyes travelled down the sculpted muscles on the olive skin and he noticed that at some point the Dom had discarded his towel. The Sub couldn't stop a high-pitched squeak upon seeing the thick and dark cock standing up between the shadow of Blaine's thighs.

It's too thick... and so close to me, Kurt realized. On first impulse he weakly tried to push himself away from Blaine. The older man ceased his caresses for a moment and looked at Kurt's face questioningly.

"Sorry… my hands kind of moved... on their own accord," the younger man explained, waving his hands as he referred to them. "It's like they think I'm supposed to be this meek creature that should modestly shy away from sex. I wish they'd stay out of my way in this matter," He laughed nervously.

Blaine nodded sagely. "I could help with that," he said and reached for the end of the silk robe's belt. The strip was smoothly removed from under Kurt's hips. Blaine then held together the Sub's wrists and encircled them with the silky belt. He looked up questioningly at Kurt just as the knot was still loose.

"What are you-" Kurt's eyes widened. "Are you seriously doing this?"

"This way your hands won't feel obliged to move... unless you don't want any restraint?" The hazel eyes bore into blue asking for permission.

Kurt looked down at the fabric wrapped around his wrists. The silky touch actually felt comforting to him – probably as any sort of clothing always felt to him. The Sub made the decision just as Blaine moved to take the belt away.

"O… okay," Kurt quickly said holding his wrists together in front of him.

Blaine tied the knot over his pale wrists. It didn't feel tight or painful, just different.

"Move them above your head, Kitten," The Dom said. "Is it too tight?"

Kurt tugged experimentally on the fabric – it was holding well. He had already felt so exposed before and now he wouldn't be even able to cover himself... but seeing the patiently waiting Blaine, Kurt realized that even being partially immobilized he was actually the one in control. One word and it would all end...

"Continue," Kurt rasped in a low voice and instantly felt Blaine's lips on his. Keeping the Sub distracted with the kiss the Dom reached up to move the pillows away, uncovering a rail attached to the bed's headboard. Accompanied by muted moans of the man underneath his lips, Blaine swiftly tied the loose ends of the silk belt to it. When he finished, he pulled his lips away and looked back at Kurt's face.

Breathing heavily, Kurt experimentally tugged on his restraint. It wasn't straining his hands, but it kept them above his head. The Sub curled his fingers around the fabric, once again finding comfort in the familiar feeling of silk.

Meanwhile, the Dom went back to giving attention to Kurt's lower body. His warm hands spread the Sub's legs, which looked especially pale now in contrast to the dark bottle green colour of the robe underneath. Kurt tried to say something, but his protests were stifled by his surprised moan when Blaine licked the length of his erection in one fast move. The Dom's hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere at once: on Kurt's thighs, balls, cock... there was even a delicate wet swipe between the cheeks of the Sub's ass.

Kurt desperately bucked his hips, because these touches were not enough. He needed more friction, more heat, more contact between them, more Blaine. Feeling the same, the Dom settled himself between Kurt's thighs.

And then they both froze, as they both realized something.

"Please tell me all your planning today also covered-" Blaine started.

"I really hope you are prepared for the eventuality-" Kurt spoke and paused for a moment. "Wait, I was supposed to think about getting the supplies? I didn't even know your size!"

"I didn't know you wanted to do anything today! I might have some samples, but they would be packed deep in the boxes in the other room."

"You don't even have one at hand? What would you do if you were just about to have a one-night stand?"

"I wouldn't – I'm not really the one-night stand type."

Kurt sighed. He couldn't believe that Blaine didn't have drawers filled to the brim with all types of condoms – he was a head of sex toys department, for Christ's sake!

"Why do you live in a quiet apartment complex away from any 24 hour convenience stores… Tell me you have lube at least."

"Of course I have." Blaine reached out to the table at the side of his bed for a tube. Surprise, surprise – a BellCorp brand one. "Kitten… we don't have to have penetrative sex tonight."

Kurt looked at Blaine as if he had just said the most stupid idea in the world. For some reason his current exposed position on the bed gave him more courage.

"If we let little things like that stop us then I will clearly die a virgin, Blaine. When was the last time for you?"

To Kurt's surprise, Blaine blushed quite adorably. The colour spread over the Dom's chest as well. "Well… it was with my last Sub. Ages ago."

"Have you been tested since then?"

"Yeah, just before I moved here-" Blaine frowned, his thinking slowly catching up with Kurt's. "I could probably find the papers for you to see. But fair warning – doing it without condom can be messy."

Kurt blinked rapidly. It would be messy and so intimate... maybe too intimate, but he could then have all of his Dom within him, without any barriers between them. He took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

"I'm okay with th… No. I want that."