AU – Set in the GBK verse, it takes up where GBK left off. It's now January of Senior Year.
Rated M only.
Warnings: Boy on boy only, Dominance & Submission, Bondage, Smut, Puppy Dog Kurt, and Plot 2.0 (Plot takes a break and relaxes). Don't like don't read, though you should know if you like it by now or not. And reviews are always welcome.
I own nothing, literally.
Good Boy Kurt 2 – Kurt's Trials
Chapter Thirty-Seven
When it's time for David to serve the meal I scramble onto my chair, Noah grins at me and gives me a thumbs up so I nod, Blaine looks anxious but calms down when he sees me.
Dinner is a simple meal but tasty and we compliment the chef while Noah and I bicker about who's washing up and who's drying. I end up winning and get to dry, I really don't like having to put my hands in the soapy water and I don't like wearing gloves.
Behind us David and Blaine are talking, well, they're awkwardly trying to find a topic of conversation. It's not helping that Blaine's only answering the way he is.
"So you settling in alright with the Berry family?" David asks.
"Yes sir, they're very nice," Is all Blaine says, he doesn't expand on it. Sometimes I forget Blaine can be such a boy about things, normally he's quite sensible and elaborates nicely.
"Cool. And school, finding your way around, lessons going well?"
"Yes sir, school is fine, I'm getting the hang of the layout and lessons aren't that difficult," and I peek to see Blaine staring at his hands.
"Great. I was watching you and Zizes, you two really nailed that song, that discount ticket might be yours," David says and I roll my eyes because it's not over until Alistair and I really bring it tomorrow.
"Thank you sir, we tried really hard," no mention of the way Blaine furniture surfed the piano or the fact Lauren lifted him over her head.
I catch Noah's eye and jerk my head towards Blaine. Noah frowns and shrugs, he doesn't seem to understand either. David said Blaine wanted to come over and now he's retreated and locked himself in some kind of shell. Yes Blaine is normally self contained and controlled but this isn't like him.
David is watching him like a hawk trying to figure him out, he puts a gentle smile on his face. "I'm glad you're doing okay, you know you can come to me if you have any problems at all and I'll try to help you."
"Yes sir, thank you sir," Blaine tells him and when David gets up Blaine flinches.
Acting like he didn't see that David comes over and puts the plates away that I've dried, he kisses the back of my neck and pats Noah's shoulder.
"We didn't really get a chance to talk last night Noah, how's your life doing?" David asks
Pulling the plug Noah empties the sink, "Fine Dave, school is good and homework is up to date. The probation officer is off my back. Home is good but we all miss Kurt and you, even Sarah whined that she misses your stories. I'm looking forward to the game and beating the crap out of the other team, and next week I'm back at Glee," Noah nudges me with his elbow and I grin at him.
"I like Rach but damn the girl's a bossy attention stealing diva, Mercedes that hot sexy momma and Satan are keeping her in check," Noah tells us, "But I'll be glad when Mr Schue's back in charge."
"I'm glad things are going well, you need me you let me know," David tells him and pats his shoulder again.
Turning Noah moves in for a hug, and not a little one, a big body hug and then with a sigh Noah closes his eyes and lets David hold him. David's hand rubs a big circle on my brother's back just like he did for me earlier. I finish drying up the last serving spoon and put it away.
Startled at how long my brother is holding the hug I can just see Blaine staring at them from the corner of my eye, he's confused but there's a hunger in his face too.
Stepping back Noah smiles, "Thanks master I needed that, can I wear my collar tonight?"
"Yeah, did you bring it?" David laughs as Noah yanks it from his jeans pocket and hands it over, "Okay little puppy, here you go," he does the collar up and holds the lead gently pulling it until it's taut. "Better?"
"You have no idea," Noah breathes out tension leaking from his body.
I stare the lead and collar and then David's asking me, "Kurt you wanna wear yours too?" I nod and end up dancing in place, "Okay go and fetch them," I scamper to our room and bring them back, he fixes it around my neck then pulls my lead taut too.
"Right well Noah and Blaine picked out a film each and brought them over so I thought we could just sit down and hang out together," David tells us and he lets our leads go so he can fix us drinks and grab some low fat popcorn, "Okay everyone in the front room, go to the toilet if you need to and then we'll sit and watch the first one."
Blaine admits he needs to go to the toilet so Noah and I end up in the front room alone, hmm the sofa isn't that big, "I don't mind taking the floor," I tell Noah who frowns.
"Bro, that's not fair, you should be able to sit with your man," he stares at the sofa, "I'll sit on the floor between Dave's and Blaine's feet."
"Why don't we both sit on the floor," I point at the big cushions, "that way David can pet both of us."
"Deal," and we arrange the cushions and get ourselves comfortable.
"Guys," David's walking in and frowns, he's not upset just confused, "You two sure you'll be okay? I'm not being formal and making you do this, you can sit on chairs if you want."
"It's fine," I pat the sofa, "And this way you can pet us."
Laughing David sits down as Blaine walks in, "Oh, now I see why, okay you can be petted." Looking at Blaine he asks, "Dude can you get the films?"
Blaine fishes them out of his suitcase and brings them over, a romantic comedy verses some silly science fiction thing with explosions. David gets Blaine to put the films behind his back and to switch them round, then our master taps Blaine's left arm and the rom com comes out.
Grinning in triumph and ignoring Noah's groan I get the film set up and we settle back to watch. Both Noah and I curl up and press against one of David's knees, this gives David ample opportunity to run his fingers over our necks and I hook my arm around his leg snuggling in happily.
Drawn into the film I sniffle at the end happy they got together and then it's time for the silly guy film. The plot is thin, the effects are good, and the leading guy is hunky but not as wonderful as David. The others are all drawn in and Blaine has even curled up on the sofa, I don't think he realises just how close to David he is right now.
Finally it's over and they all say how good it was. And then Blaine says, "I love films like that, especially monster movies."
"Really? Did you see The Creature from Orange River?" David asks and to my complete horror they find something in common, they both love terrible B movie monster films. Oh sweet Prada save me from the see through plot, wooden acting and terrible effects.
"Oh wow," David grins, "We'll have to have a movie marathon some time, no one else I know likes those films, Kurt yawns through them and the guys at school prefer slasher horrors, not my thing at all."
I whine in protest and our master rubs my neck, "Don't worry babe, you can use your manicure voucher or something," I perk up at that, "And you can pick up some takeout on your way home," I frown at that, "Aw come on babe, I've been eating good, I exercise regularly, and we'd have a guest and everything," he gives me his big goofy grin and I sigh and give in nodding. "Awesome!" He turns to Noah who's been watching the whole thing in amusement, "Wanna watch some bad movies too?"
"Dude, hell no. I don't mind the junk food at the end but those things are bad all the way through, I'll pass," Noah bows out in relief.
"But they're so bad, they're good," Blaine says clearly not understanding how we can't like the films.
Shuddering I say sweetly, "But Blaine they're just bad."
"Don't mind him Blaine," David says, "He just doesn't understand," and then they exchange a look that clearly calls us all idiots who're missing out on a big thing.
"Right, get ready for bed," David orders us and I get to my feet stretching and yawning.
Noah bolts for the door, "Beat you to the bathroom Princess," and I pound after him tackling him at the bedroom door and slipping past to dance into the bathroom.
"Sorry, you were saying Noah," I use a singsong voice.
Chuckling David shakes his head and carries the cups up the hall, "Play nicely guys."
"I am," I sass, "He started it, I finished it," I hog the mirror and start my facial routine.
Blaine wanders in and points to the various products, "May I?" I wave him closer and we start exfoliating and chatting over a new deep pore facial mask he's seen.
Grumbling Noah huffs and sighs and makes comments, giggling I wax lyrical about how long I'm going to be, Blaine watches us wide eyed, and I'm beginning to really wonder what his home life was like.
"Ten minutes," David yells from the kitchen, and I nudge Blaine and I stop messing around and get on with my routine in earnest. Finished with seconds to spare I skip past Noah and stick my tongue out, he tickles me in retaliation and I go to put my old pair of pyjamas on.
Wandering into the kitchen I find David and Blaine making us all warm milk and I sit on my chair to wait for mine. I'm sipping my milk with them when Noah swaggers in wearing shorts and nothing else, "Tut tut Noah, you took ages in the bathroom," I smirk at him.
"Yeah I woulda been faster but a certain Princess was primping in there, guess he needs the extra time to make himself pretty," he smirks back and I almost hiss at him.
We glare at each other for about a minute and then he laughs and I giggle. I can't believe I missed out on this growing up, I'm so lucky with my brothers.
Snorting and having drunk all his milk David goes to get changed for bed and to make Blaine's bed up for him, he tells us to behave and from the gleam in Noah's eyes it's not going to happen.
Innocently we volunteer to clean up the glasses and then Noah splashes me from the sink, so I flick him with the towel and the fight gets underway from there.
I end up over Noah's shoulder silently kicking and giggling as he dances us around the kitchen and tries to tickle me. Blaine shakes his head and points down the hall to David. We scoot back to the sink and I'm putting the last glass away as David comes back in.
"Hey Blaine, I've set your bed up ready, and I'm taking our alarm clock back a hour so we all get time to shower in the morning, I hope everything's okay for you, and if need anything our door will be open," and then he spots me and Noah. "Do I want to know how the pair of you managed to get covered in water?"
Instantly I go cute and widen my eyes for ultimate appeal. Noah does his innocent but yet so incredibly guilty look and we step closer acting like everything is fine.
Face palming David shakes his head and tries unsuccessfully to hide his grin, "Really guys? A water fight? Okay Kurt go and get changed, Noah I think I have a pair of shorts you can borrow tonight."
David snags my lead and I trot after him smiling happily he closes the bedroom door and whispers, "Do you think Blaine's okay?"
Shaking my head I whisper back, "I don't think he's coping with being kicked out and Rachel can be insensitive sometimes, plus from what I know his family aren't very demonstrative."
"'Kay," he murmurs into my ear, "I'll think of something, maybe we should have them sleepover a few more times, he seems to have relaxed around me anyway."
Even though I know David isn't Blaine's biggest fan he's taking his duties to Blaine very seriously, but then that's David for you.
Changed I trot back to the kitchen as Noah's stepping out of the bathroom in David's shorts. Blaine is actually talking to David, it's about football but it's better than nothing.
As Noah's fake boyfriend, Blaine is coming to the game tomorrow. Dad and Carole are bringing the kids and they're all going to cheer us on. I know the girls who aren't cheerleaders are coming and will be in the stands too.
"If you like football why don't you try out for the team?" Noah asks Blaine.
Pointing to himself Blaine says, "At my size? They'd kill me, I just need someone built like Dave to hit me and I'd be in serious trouble, I can work out and do weights all I like but it's more mass I need and I'm not going to get it that easily. Now baseball? That I can try out for."
Both Noah and David perk up at that, and Noah asks, "You any good?"
"I tend to hit the ball most of the time," Blaine says modestly and the two guys high five to his surprise.
"If you don't mind Blaine I'd like you to try out for baseball," David tells him, "If you don't like it or something comes up just say."
"No I can do that sir," Blaine's still relaxed, I think he's coming to realise that David won't hurt him.
"And you babe," David tells me, "You're trying out for basketball."
"Dude he's too short," Noah protests.
"Yeah but the bastard can sink more baskets than I can," my master grumbles proudly, "And he moves like lightening when he wants to on the court, we used to play one on one, and I upped the ante 'coz he wasn't trying, the little bitch beat the crap outta me."
I grin at him, "You shouldn't have put that offer on the table then master, it was a good prize for me to keep winning, over and over again," I sass sweetly and lace my fingers with him.
Laughing he tugs me close, "I think it was the victory dance you kept doing and then smirking at me," he kisses my shoulder, "You are such a bad winner sometimes."
"Only sometimes," Noah complains and the others laugh as I pout.
We stay up for another half an hour laughing and talking before David sends us all to bed and then I settle into David's body and listen to Noah getting himself comfortable.
That night we all learn that Blaine snores nearly as loudly as Finn does. I put my pillow over my head and go back to sleep.
A/N Sorry for any mistakes I've tried to catch them all but I'm only human.