AN: I hope you all enjoyed the Royal Wedding! So fun.

Warning: Smut with playful bondage and food porn! Enjoy!


Chapter 29

Blaine walked in to the IHOP to find Jack sitting at a table by the window. His forehead was pressed up against the glass and Blaine realised that Jack was staring at Kurt making the phone call with a very wistful expression on his face. His eyes looked almost hungry and longing in a way that Blaine could not quite place. He walked over to the table and pulled up the seat next to Jack putting a hand gently on is shoulder. His breath caught in his chest when Jack faced him with the same expression all over his face.

"What's going on Jack?"

The boy's eyes filled with tears. "I'm going to miss you guys."

Blaine's heart broke a little in his chest. He sent a fervent prayer heavenwards that Kurt's plan was going to come through. He knew he couldn't stand it if Jack walked away from them today.

"Jack, if you could have anything in the World what would you want?"

Jack furrowed his brow clearly not expecting that question. His body posture had stiffened up momentarily expecting to defend his decision about leaving TH. Now his body relaxed and he leaned forward to take a biscuit off the table. He began shredding it in his fingers while he thought through his answer.

"My Dad to accept me…Some place amazing to live where I am safe… and people around who accept me without demanding things." He said the last bit quietly and looked embarrassed immediately but Blaine felt warmth flood through him. At least Jack was able to dream and what he was asking for did not seem completely unrealistic. In fact the hopes were quite adult and mature compared with what Blaine might have guessed Jack would come up with.

He had a hunch as to what Kurt was plotting but he was apprehensive about how it would work. He felt relief flood through him however when he looked up to see Kurt moving through the tables towards him with a determined look on his face. His heart began to hope.

Kurt pulled up the chair opposite Jack. "Have we ordered yet?"

Blaine tried to catch his eyes but Kurt just smiled benignly back at him.

"I want pancakes and French toast as I am paying," Jack said with a cheeky grin on his face. He stood up, clearly scanning the place for a bathroom. "Coffee too, please."

Blaine waited for him to be out of earshot and then turned to Kurt. "What did Burt say?"

Kurt just laughed at him in amusement. He shook his head in amazement that he had been so transparent.

"He and Carol are up for it if Jack is. They are a bit anxious and of course they don't know a huge amount but Dad actually seems excited about the challenge."

Even though Blaine had guessed right, he had only just twigged the plan and his brain was running at 100mph trying to register all the different permutations and their impact. His brain kept freezing on one point though. If Jack was living with Kurt then things between him and Kurt would become impossibly complicated.

Kurt must have seen the concern flicker past his face. "I'm moving out Blaine. I know that it would be totally unacceptable for Jack to move in with your boyfriend so I am going to go stay with Finn and Shannon for a while."

Blaine only had time to compute this and nod quickly before the waitress and Jack reappeared at the table at the same time. They all ordered and Jack resumed shredding the biscuit and staring nonchalantly out of the window.

Blaine saw Kurt looking at him, expecting Blaine to break the uneasy silence that had fallen.

"Jack, where are you thinking about going tonight?" Blaine asked.

Jack shrugged noncommittally.

Kurt spoke up. "I have an idea Jack. Do you remember that we talked about my Dad last week?"

Jack looked up at Kurt, his eyes questioning. He nodded slightly. Blaine could feel his own palms getting sweaty and his heart pounding in his chest. Kurt however looked totally focussed and in control.

"My Dad and his wife, my Stepmom Carol, live in Columbus. They are actually not that far away from TH. My Dad owns an auto repair shop and Carol is a substitute teacher. My step brother Finn and I have both left home. Finn is married and has two children and so his family stop by regularly. It's a lovely family Jack and they are willing for you to come stay with them for a while if you would like to?"

Jack just stared at Kurt in shock and did not say anything. Blaine bit his lip worriedly but did not jump in. Kurt began to look uneasy and started to babble.

"Look it's not that far from TH so you could go to school there during the day and that means you could still see Blaine. I will be around quite a bit too when I am in Columbus and it would be nice to see you. You said yourself Jack that my Dad sounds amazing and he really is. Carol too. I promise you would be looked after well…"

Blaine could tell by the look on Kurt's face that Jack's non response was really beginning to get to him. He knew that Kurt was about to head down the frustrated sarcasm route so when Kurt opened his mouth again to persuade Jack further, Blaine kicked him hard under the table.

Kurt let out a yelp, similar to something an injured puppy might make and then glared hard at Blaine. Blaine met the glare back with his own slight shake of the head. He pointedly said to Jack, aiming at Kurt,

"Jack, what Kurt's family are offering is an amazing option, it could meet at least some of the things you just told me you dream about. But you should take a few minutes to think about what you want. It has to be your choice."

Kurt looked ready to dive in again but he quietened when Blaine caught his eye and raised one eyebrow at him pointedly. Jack just looked up at Blaine with a blank expression and then turned back to the plate that had just been put in front of him.

To say that his response was underwhelming would be a gross understatement. Blaine knew that Kurt had been expecting Jack to knock him over with enthusiasm and tearful hugs but instead there was very little reaction. Kurt looked completely crushed and kept sending Blaine confused and concerned glances.

Blaine however was not feeling that concerned. He knew that Jack needed some time to process this bolt out of the blue. He also knew that Jack was struggling with the idea of putting himself at the mercy of someone else who would have a say over his life and could possibly try to hurt him again. Blaine also wondered if the idea of living with Kurt's almost mythically perfect father might be too overwhelming so soon after everything with Jack's Dad.

So Blaine kept his peace and sipped on his coffee slowly while trying to rack his brains for other options if this one proved too generous for Jack. His heart was still pounding but he hid this behind his calm veneer that he had perfected so early in his adolescence. It was the same mask that he had constructed when he came out to his parents and his father had never looked at him the same again. He knew that he was frustrating Kurt at the moment but he also knew that this agonising wait was essential for Jack in the long run.

Finally Jack broke the silence.

"I don't think I can, Kurt. I'm sorry."

"WHAT?" Kurt's voice carried loud in the relatively empty restaurant and Blaine felt heads turning to stare at them.

"How can I? I don't have any money. I have nothing to give them. I can't pay for clothes and food. I know you won't let me skip school and I'll tell you now my Dad won't pay. I can't live in someone's home feeling like I owe them and at any second they could be bored with me and kick me out."

"But becoming homeless today is the better option here?" Kurt looked like he was losing his cool fast but Blaine watched proudly as he visibly pulled himself together and took it down a few notches. "Look, Jack, money isn't an issue. As long as you stay in school and are your usual charming self I will cover the cost so you don't need to worry about that."

Jack looked totally blown away by that but then his eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What's in it for you? Is this a ploy to get Blaine 'cause what happens then… if… you guys break up?"

Even Blaine's eyes widened at the bluntness of that statement and Kurt looked totally sucker punched.

"No, Jack, what ever goes on between me and Blaine is irrelevant to you. You are a good kid who deserves a break. If it will make you feel better I can keep a running tally of the money I give them for you and you can pay me back when you are older."

Blaine worked hard to cover the smirk that crept on to his face. Well played, Kurt, he thought. Of course Kurt had not intention of demanding the money back but now Jack felt that he was on more equal terms, he might just accept the help. Maybe.

Jack played with the syrup bottle for a few minutes.

"OK, I'll only go under certain conditions."

Kurt spluttered his coffee over the table. "Conditions? Like you're in position to bargain."

Blaine winced and once again kicked Kurt hard under the table. Kurt was more prepared this time and glared at him while kicking him back.

"If you two are done playing footsie, can we focus back on me please?"

Blaine turned to Jack. "What are the conditions?"

"1. If I don't like it I can leave and you won't try to stop me." Blaine nodded quickly knowing just how vulnerable Jack must be feeling right now. "2. I get full say over school and college," Kurt looked ready to jump in. "No, I know I have to go and that's fine but you don't get to decide for me where." Kurt and Blaine both nodded. "3. I get to go out with whoever I want and stay out as long as I want."

Kurt looked horrified but Blaine just burst out laughing. "Nice try, buddy. Kurt's parents are going to be as strict as TH and will expect you to earn their trust, particularly after the dabbling in stealing we had yesterday."

Jack groaned and put his head in his hand looking thoroughly put out but it was just an act. The ice had been well and truly broken and Jack spent the rest of the meal and the car ride to Burt and Carol's asking hundreds of questions and getting increasingly excited, if a little anxious.


Blaine pulled up outside the house he knew so well feeling overwhelmed with gratitude. Jack was practically vibrating in the back seat. Only Kurt appeared calm and together as he had complete faith that his father would manage everything that Jack threw at him.

Carol came out as they pulled up in to the driveway. Blaine hung back while Kurt ushered Jack in to the house and started introductions. It was now 9 am and he called TH and the police to let them know that Jack was safe and well. He talked for about half an hour to the Director about the proper way to make the Hummels legitimate foster carers. It seemed that it was actually pretty straight forward given Jack's age and willingness to stay. Burt and Carol would have to be police checked and probably Finn and Shannon too if they were coming over often. Other than that, the real difficulty lay in trying to get the state to financially recognise them. Blaine thought he would discuss this with Kurt later as it may be more trouble than the minimal subsistence payments were worth but this would have to be a decision made between Kurt and his parents.

Blaine took a moment to lean up against the outside of his car and just be thankful that there were people in this World so willing and open to turning their lives upside down to look after a kid like Jack. He thanked his lucky stars that Kurt had stumbled back in to his life and that things had changed so drastically in the last few months. He thought about Christmas coming and then the few short weeks before the reality of February would kick in. He really did not want to think about what would happen when Kurt realised that he was too talented to give up his career and he has no prospects in Columbus. It was a total inevitability that Blaine had been trying to ignore but now they were 10 weeks away from the end of the semester and so the end was coming.

Kurt pulled him out of his melancholy thoughts.

"Hey, Dad's telling us to go. They've set Jack up in Finn's old room and he is already asleep. We need to get some too. He's invited us back for dinner tonight to help talk about ground rules, expectations and anything else they should know."

Blaine pulled Kurt in to a tight hug. "Thank you for doing this. You are putting yourself out so much for him and I really appreciate it."

He smiled as Kurt buried his nose in to his shirt and breathed deeply. "No need to thank me. This way I get to sleep at night too. He's a good kid and I could have been him really easily, even if I have always had better fashion sense than he does."

Blaine laughed and he and Kurt got in to the car to drive home.


After a long nap and a late lunch Blaine was lying on the thick rug at the end of his bed listening to Scissor Sisters and grooving along with his imaginary air guitar. Kurt was resting with his head on Blaine's thigh reading the latest copy of Vogue magazine. He had been baking a cake for tonight but this was a brief moment of respite while the cake cooked and before he needed to consider the appropriate type of icing needed.

Blaine let the musicality of the songs seep in to his tired brain. He needed the consistent rhythm and drum beat to ensure that he did not drift off. After a few minutes he was aware the he was being stared at. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled sleepily at Kurt.

"Hey."

"Hey yourself."

Blaine watched as Kurt continued to stare at him unashamedly and then slowly he saw a gleam come in to Kurt's eyes and Kurt's tongue dart out to lick his lips mischievously.

"Don't move," Kurt said. "I'll be right back."

Blaine lay back with both eyes shut trying to rouse his brain enough to prepare for whatever was coming his way.

Kurt reappeared with a large bowl in his hands. "I made some buttercream frosting earlier but it wasn't the right consistency so I have had to start again. However, I've just thought of a use for it. Blaine raised himself up on his elbows suddenly distinctly more interested.

He watched as Kurt moved around the room getting a large fluffy towel out and spreading it on the bed. Blaine dragged himself over to look in the bowl and tentatively stuck a finger in to the cream mixture. It was absolute heaven.

Suddenly Kurt appeared by his ear. "So… you said earlier that you trust me. Shall we test that out?"

Blaine turned quickly and looked at Kurt's evil grin. He was holding up two ties in his hand. Ties that Blaine recognised from the back of his wardrobe. Old Dalton ties to be exact.

Yeah, it was fair to say that he was getting very interested now. He leaned over and kissed Kurt hard. "You're on."

He stood up, unbuttoning his shirt as he went and then stepped out of his jeans and boxers before falling on the bed.

"Which way do you want me?"

"Oh, definitely on your back." Kurt got very close to his ear and then whispered, "I want to see everything."

Blaine gulped as Kurt's super sexy deep husky voice came out. He had not heard that in a very long time. He actually whimpered in response and then tried to cover it by coughing.

He heard Kurt laugh and watched as his wrist was tied firmly to a vertical post in his headboard with the blue and red stripes of his alma mater. He tested the knot and restriction for his wrist while Kurt tied the second hand. Then he looked up at Kurt in amusement.

Kurt looked down at him with a pointed look. "I haven't decided if I am going to need a third tie yet so I would be careful if I were you. Play your cards one way or the other and I'm sure I could find a very handy blindfold or gag."

Blaine laughed. "Yes SIR!" he said with a big joking smile on his face.

Kurt lay down on top of him and kissed him solidly. "God, I've missed this. You are so beautiful." He kissed Blaine again with a searing, deep, passionate kiss but then withdrew quickly. Blaine instinctively tried to follow him up but was restricted by the movement in his arms and so flounced irritably back in to the pillow.

He watched as Kurt clambered off the bed and removed his top and jeans carefully folding them safely out of harms way. He then dropped his briefs and crawled back towards Blaine balancing the bowl in one hand.

"The cake will take a while to cool so I have you at my mercy for a long time. I suggest you lie back and enjoy."

"Yeah right, like you are going to eat more than a few mouthfuls of that stuff," Blaine teased. "It's straight butter and sugar."

Kurt's gaze was suddenly dangerous. "I can make a happy exception just for you. This icing is perfection and deserves to be treated respectfully. I intend to do just that."

With that being said, he took a dollop out of the bowl and smeared it over Blaine's nipples. He then took another dollop on his finger and fed his finger directly in to Blaine's mouth to suck on. Blaine groaned with the mixture of icing and finger in his mouth and the sensations caused by Kurt licking and nibbling at his nipples and chest area, spreading the mess around with his tongue.

Blaine's arms itched against their ties as his hands attempted to get closer to Kurt to direct his movements. He tried to focus on driving Kurt crazy in the only way he could, by running his tongue in seductive patterns up and down Kurt's finger. He was happily satisfied when Kurt bit hard in to his torso and sucked deeply to mark him.

Kurt withdrew his finger and went back to the bowl to scoop more icing on to his hand and returned to Blaine smearing the icing in to his chin and cheek before giving him a solid dollop and two fingers to keep him busy.

With his mouth and other hand he worked his way down to Blaine's navel and treasure trail. Blaine felt a cooling in his lower abdomen when a large mound of icing was placed on to his skin and Kurt proceeded to lick and bite patterns in to his skin through the sweetness.

A third finger was pushed in to Blaine's mouth when Kurt got to his groin, bringing more icing to smear over his cock and balls. The stimulation was driving Blaine crazy and he started to writhe in his bonds, trying to arch his body up nearer Kurt's mouth to get that torturous tongue where he wanted it.

Kurt finally removed his three fingers and just looked at Blaine hard and leaking in need, writhing to get close to Kurt's hands and lips. He smiled completely at Blaine and leaned his full weight over him smearing the sugary mess from Blaine's torso all over both of them.

He kissed Blaine deeply, licking the taste of the icing out of his mouth and groaning at the taste and mix as he swallowed the saliva down. Blaine's brain short circuited at the image and sensations. He was definitely not thinking straight.

As soon as he had the space to speak he began to beg. "Please, Kurt, please… you are so beautiful… please I love you… I need you to go down and … just… ngghhh…"

He looked up and saw Kurt smiling at him highly amused. "Yes? What exactly do you want Blaine?"

Blaine failed to string whole sentences together. The concept of needing to be eloquent at this point drove him crazy. "Ngghh…" he strained up against his bonds and writhed the bottom half of his body, contorting it towards Kurt who was sitting next to him looking angelically innocent.

After a few seconds, Blaine got some blood flowing back to him brain. "Please Kurt, please suck me. Please fuck me with your fingers and suck me."

"Of course, my love." Kurt grinned at Blaine as he leaned down, kissing his mouth.

He then manoeuvred his way down the bed. "Since you asked so nicely," and took Blaine deep in to his mouth. With the fingers that Blaine had been sucking he began to rub circles over Blaine's asshole and then gently pressed one in.

The effect was instantaneous. Blaine arched up and let out a shriek of pure pleasure. "Yes, just like that…YES"

He closed his eyes and just allowed the sensations sweep over him of the fingers in his ass and the beautiful mouth sucking him hard. Kurt used his second hand to finger and massage his balls gently and Blaine hid his head deep in to his upper arm finding the sensations too much.

As the three fingers found Blaine's prostate and pressed deep in to him Blaine let out an agonized yell and came deep in to Kurt's throat. Kurt sucked him dry, gentling his balls and rubbing circles on to the nub inside him until he was fully drained and coming down off his high.

Slowly he became aware that Kurt was working his way up his body, licking and sucking at the disgusting drying mess of sugar, saliva and sweat on his torso. Then he became aware that Kurt was spreading more icing on his belly. He looked up questioningly and then groaned deeply when he saw the dark hue of Kurt's hard cock.

He wriggled around to help Kurt get the position perfect and then tensed his abdominal muscles as Kurt lay full length on top of him and began to grind down in to his hips and belly.

"Release me," he said. Kurt looked up at him in disbelief at having his rhythm interrupted but Kurt did what he asked without question, stretching full length with muscles straining, as he fiddled with the knots. Luckily they came away quickly and Blaine immediately brought his arms down, shaking them out to his sides to get the blood flowing again, and grabbed Kurt's ass helping him press himself deeper in to Blaine's belly to get better friction. The icing acted as effective lube for the most part and both men grunted at the effort.

Just as he could feel Kurt getting close, Blaine reached between then and swiped a large dollop of gunk on to his finger before circling it back and behind Kurt seeking out his hole. He knew when he had found it by the pleasured cry that went up from Kurt. He came loudly all over their stomachs just adding to the mess between them.

Both men began laughing very hard as soon as they had calmed down. That must have been the most ridiculously messy sex they had had, or at least, in the top five. Kurt nuzzled his nose in to the icing still on Blaine's ear and the bits that had escaped in to his curls.

"This is absolutely gross," Blaine giggled.

"Time to shower." Kurt surveyed the state of the towel under them. "I wonder how I'm going to clean that."

"Seriously, that's what you are wondering? I was wondering how we are going to get to the shower without messing up the carpet with all this gunge dripping off us."

"That too. Still it was worth it."

Blaine smiled up at Kurt and leaned up to bring their lips back together. "It certainly was."


AN: I am ridiculously pleased with myself for achieving hot fluff with remarkably little angst! Woot Woot!

Now my sweet lovely kind readers, I have a serious question for you. This story is coming to an end. The next few chapters will focus on Kurt and Blaine but I feel that Jack is about as sorted as he is going to get in this story. I'm going to leave him in the capable hands of the Hummels and give him some happy fluffy times.

So here is my question folks: I am contemplating a sequel... shorter and still Klaine centered but I want Team!Jack to take on Tom (the bad guy). But I know that people often feel kind of meh about reading stories that have a lot OC stuff in them. My thought is that we might also deal with some Daddy issues (Blaine and Jack) as well as of course Klaine issues through the sequel but primarily it would be about Jack and Tom through Blaine's eyes.

What do you guys think? Please be honest as this is/ has been a blast and if you would think strongly that I should quit while I am ahead, I am very open to hearing that.

*Love*