A/N: Thank you to my awesome beta JayHawkWrites, for working through my many punctuation issues. Slight smut warning.

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Chapter 9 Doubts

Blaine felt clingy the rest of the day, not wanting Kurt to be too far away from him. He had come really close to hurting a child in a room full of humans. Blaine had gotten angry before, but never like that, well, not in front of witnesses anyway. He had, for a split second, wanted to end Adam's life. The accusations he had thrown at Blaine and the way he kept touching Kurt had almost pushed him over the edge. If Kurt hadn't walked up to him when he did, Blaine honestly had no idea how far he might have gone. He had been that angry after Adam had practically accused him of hurting Kurt as if he could have ever hurt the boy he loved.

The only time Blaine allowed himself to be away from Kurt the rest of the day was during his third period when he had his daily conference with the other coven leaders. He had seriously considered letting Wes take over the call today for him, but he knew his place was on that call. Blaine had a coven of people that depended on him, and he wouldn't intentionally let them down. He knew that Nick was in third period with Kurt, and Blaine knew that Nick would never let anything happen to his mate.

When it came time for Kurt to go to his French class, Blaine went in with him. He sat as close to Kurt as he could, looking at Adam and practically daring him to say anything or make a move. He kept Kurt's hand in his during the whole class, refusing even to let go so that Kurt could take notes. Blaine asked Jeff to take notes for him. Everyone knew that Blaine was still on edge; they had all been surprised, and to be honest impressed, that he had held it together the way he did. Every vampire in that room had been ready to jump in, understanding that Adam had pushed it too far. First, when he dared to touch Kurt, and then when he had made his wild accusations about Blaine. All of the vampires in the classroom had stood back in awe, watching as Kurt had been able to calm him down enough that he didn't do what they could all tell he so wanted to do, just by touching his arm.

The vampires had all watched Kurt when Blaine had turned around, and Kurt saw him vamped out for the first time. They had all expected him to scream, but he had just stood there with a soft hand on Blaine's arm, calming him with a simple touch. Kurt had acted like he saw Blaine like this every day, instead of it being the first time. Blaine had found a worthy mate, and they couldn't have been happier for him. He was a wonderful leader, and they all knew that with Kurt by his side, he would be even better. Because of their leader being happy, the rest of the coven was happy as well.

"Kurt, can we leave now, please?" Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear, running his tongue around the outside shell of Kurt's ear before leaning down and kissing Kurt's neck on his favorite spot. He needed to be alone with Kurt.

"Blaine, we are in the middle of class; we can't just leave," Kurt whispered back. When Kurt looked at him and saw how dark his eyes were, he knew instantly what Blaine needed but also knew that he needed to stay in class.

"Ms. Paulette won't mind, I promise," Blaine answered, not taking his lips off of Kurt's neck.

"She might not Blaine, but I need this class to graduate. I don't want to repeat my senior year because you wanted to fool around," Kurt answered, trying to pull away from Blaine a little.

"Kurt, you could skip ten of these classes and still not fail," Blaine answered, pulling Kurt back to him.

"I want to do this on my own Blaine. I want to earn my grades, not have them handed to me. My dad and Carol paid a lot of money for me to be able to come here and I won't let their sacrifices be in vain," Kurt said, looking at Blaine.

"That's not what I meant Kurt. You are fluent in French and know everything she is teaching today. Jeff is taking notes for you. Come on, let's blow it off," Blaine whispered, needing to get Kurt out of this room. He was tired of the looks that Adam kept sending his way, and if he didn't leave, Blaine knew he would finish what he started in English class this morning.

"Blaine, we only have thirty more minutes of class left, and then we can go and grab lunch, ok," Kurt whispered, pleading with his eyes that Blaine would understand how important this was to him.

"Fine," Blaine whispered, slumping back in his chair, bored out of his mind, but not willing to leave Kurt's side with Adam across the room.

"Wes, can you do me a favor," Blaine asked Wes, who was in his Trig class across campus.

"Yeah, what's up Blaine," Wes answered back, hating that they weren't in the same classes anymore, especially after what he heard happened in English this morning.

"When you get out of Trig, go to the front office and have Adam Connor's file pulled. I want him moved out of every class that he has with Kurt, effective today," Blaine told him.

"Ok, don't you think that will look obvious?" Wes asked, trying not to laugh. He might not be able to see Blaine, but he knew if he could, he would see a slight green tinge to his best friend's skin.

"I don't give a fuck about looking obvious Wes! I want him away from Kurt. I don't want him in the same room with him," Blaine said sighing deeply, not realizing he had done it out loud until everyone in the room turned around to look at him. With a sheepish grin, Blaine looked at Ms. Paulette and mouthed, 'sorry.' She just smiled at him, trying not to laugh. Everyone knew that Blaine had it bad, and they couldn't have been happier for him.

"Ok, everyone, I am going to excuse class a few minutes early today. I have some paperwork I need to take to the front office," Ms. Paulette said, standing up. She shot Blaine a quick smile before walking to the door and walking out.

"What did you do Blaine?" Kurt questioned him suspiciously.

Blaine just laughed, looking at Kurt, holding his hand's up palms facing out, in a way Kurt had seen so many vampires do to Blaine. "I had nothing to do with this sweetheart, I promise. Buuuttt since we seem to have some free time…" Blaine whispered into Kurt's neck, placing soft kisses on his sensitive spot and gently biting down.

"We can go to the library and study," Kurt said, trying not to bust out laughing from the look that Blaine was giving him.

"But, Kuurrt, come on," Blaine came very close to whining. He was a twenty-year-old man, but Kurt had a way of reducing him to a horny sixteen-year-old.

"What baby? What do you want?" Kurt asked and could only laugh when Blaine lunged forward, placing his hands on either side of Kurt's face, kissing him hard and wet.

"What do you think I want, Kurt?" Blaine all but growled, pulling back a little. He didn't care how many people in the room were watching him, or how many vampires in the room were mentally telling him to "get you some Anderson."

"Any more questions, sweetheart?" Blaine asked before grabbing Kurt by the hand and pulling him out of his chair, then out of the classroom door. He grinned when he saw the look Adam was shooting him. Once again, Blaine was pulling a laughing Kurt through the halls. This time, though, he was pulling Kurt towards his room instead of away from it.

When they got to his room, Blaine opened the door and waited for Kurt to walk in before following and shutting the door. "Come here beautiful," Blaine whispered, taking Kurt in his arms and turning him, gently pushing him back against the door.

Blaine leaned in and started giving Kurt sweet kisses that quickly turned hungry, running his tongue teasingly over Kurt's bottom lip. Kurt opened his mouth, and Blaine's tongue dove in, running over Kurt's teeth and the roof of his mouth. Blaine was chasing Kurt's tongue, sucking it gently into his mouth, tasting him, needing him. Blaine started a trail of wet kisses up Kurt's jaw across his neck and over to his ear, licking around the outside, nibbling on the lobe. Then, he slowly started pressing his hips against Kurt's, pushing into him and feeling Kurt was just as hard as he was. He loved how Kurt was so responsive to him no matter what they were doing. It made him feel confident that he could do this; he could turn Kurt on and take care of his needs.

Pulling back a little, Blaine reached down and grabbed at the hem of Kurts T-shirt, slowly pulling it up and off of his arm and around his cast, before pulling it over Kurt's head and tossing it on the closest chair to him. Never taking his eyes off of Kurt, Blaine reached down and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped Kurt's pants, running his hands down his sides to his back, and then under the waistband of his pants. Sliding his hands down to Kurt's ass, Blaine gently squeezed, pulling him closer, needing to feel Kurt as close to him as he could. Squatting down in front of him, Blaine slid Kurt's pants down his legs, helping his mate step out of them. After what seemed like forever to both of them, Blaine leaned in and placed a kiss on Kurt's hard cock that was straining against the material of his boxers before standing up.

Blaine took Kurt's hand and walked with him over to the bed. Blaine only let for a minute so he could take the pillows and stack them so they were leaning against the headboard. Reaching back down for Kurt's hand again, Blaine gently helped him get on the bed and then waited for him to lean back against the pillows, taking care not to jostle him too much and hurt his arm.

"Comfortable, sweetheart?" Blaine whispered. He waited for Kurt's response before joining him on the bed. Blaine crawled up over Kurt, throwing his right leg over Kurt's so he was straddling his thighs.

Kurt looked at Blaine, not taking his eyes off of him. Blaine leaned in and started kissing Kurt again. First on his sweet lips and then in a line across his jaw and over to his ear. "I need you so badly right now, sweetheart. Can I?" Blaine asked, stopping long enough to see Kurt nod and then he was attacking Kurt's mouth.

When Blaine couldn't wait any longer, he positioned himself so that he was as close to Kurt's body as he could possibly be, hips against hips, cocks hard and straining against the thin cotton of their boxers. Blaine reached his right hand up, grabbing the top of his headboard for balance, before he slowly started rolling his hips and arching his back, thrusting gently against Kurt.

"So beautiful, Kurt. You are so beautiful," Blaine whispered hoarsely, never stopping the movement of his hips against Kurt. "Can I taste you beautiful?" Blaine asked, taking his tongue and licking up Kurt's sweet neck to his spot.

"Yes, yes," was all Kurt was able to gasp out, his head was tilted back and mouth open, panting.

Blaine took his left hand and thread it in Kurt's hair, gently pulling his head to the side. His fangs dropped, and he was sinking them into the tender skin of Kurt's neck, gently sucking, and just like that, he was in heaven. Blaine had missed this so much. He missed the taste, the deep connection he felt with Kurt, that always went straight to his cock, and made him want to sink himself into Kurt. Just another week and a half, he thought, grinding into Kurt a little harder.

"Blaine, Blaine, I am so close, please," Kurt gasped out, thrusting his hips out to meet Blaine's.

Never moving his mouth off of his mate's neck, Blaine started thrusting against Kurt harder and faster as sweat started rolling down his back. When he felt Kurt's hips thrust out and heard as he screamed Blaine's name, he knew Kurt had finally found his release and allowed himself to follow. Only then did Blaine remove his mouth from Kurt's neck, licking over the marks he had left to close them.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," Blaine whispered over and over against Kurt's skin as he peppered kisses across his face.

"I love you, too," Kurt answered back, feeling more relaxed than he had been in so long. When Blaine hadn't wanted to feed from him this morning, Kurt had been afraid that he was losing him and that he didn't need him, want him, anymore. If the last thirty minutes had proven anything, it was that he still did.

Blaine kissed Kurt one more time before crawling off of his lap and lying down on the bed beside him. "Come here," Blaine whispered, pulling Kurt to him and helping him get comfortable with Kurt's head lying on his chest, arms wrapped around him.

"I'm sorry about this morning, Kurt. I know how you feel about violence, but I couldn't just stand there and let Adam accuse me of hurting you. I would rather die than hurt you. You know that, right?" Blaine asked, looking down at Kurt, kissing him on top of his head.

"Blaine, I know you wouldn't. Adam was being an ass, and if you hadn't done something, I would have had to hit him over the head with my cast. And that would have hurt a lot, so you saved me from more arm trauma," Kurt said looking up at Blaine with a smile on his lips.

"So, you're not mad at me?" Blaine asked, voicing the fear he had felt since the argument happened during first period. He had just gotten Kurt back in his arms, and he didn't ever want to lose him again.

"No, Blaine, I'm not mad. I know you did what you had to do. What he accused you of was so wrong. I can't believe I ever liked the guy," Kurt said before hearing a growl deep in Blaine's chest and feeling as he pulled him tighter to him. "As friends, Blaine, only ever as friends," Kurt said, kissing Blaine on his chest.

"Would you be really mad at me if I asked you to never talk to him again?" Blaine asked, drawing small circles on Kurt's arm with his finger.

"I wouldn't get mad, but I can't do that," Kurt answered, snuggling closer to Blaine.

"Why, Kurt? I don't like him being around you. He isn't worth breathing the same air as you, much less talking to you," Blaine said, feeling frustrated.

"Don't you trust me, Blaine?" Kurt asked, sitting up and turning around so he could look at him.

"Of course I trust you, sweetheart. This has nothing to do with trusting you. He wants you, Kurt. He wants to take you away from me, and I will not allow that to happen," Blaine answered back, every inch of him wanting to go rip Adam to shreds just for having to put the mates through having to even have this conversation.

"Number one, Blaine, he can't take something that isn't his to take. He can't take something that is very much yours and only yours. Number two, I thought we had worked on that whole allow thing already," Kurt said leaning forward with difficulty to place a kiss on Blaine's pouty lips.

"I said I would try to work on the allow thing as it applies to you. I never said anything about that jackhole, Kurt," Blaine answered, sliding away from him and climbing off the bed. "Come on, let's go get cleaned up, and then we can continue this argument."

"I didn't realize we were arguing," Kurt said, sliding off of the bed with Blaine's help.

"I'm sure we will be by the time we are done," Blaine said, turning towards the bathroom, running warm water in the sink, and running two washrags under the tap, before handing one to Kurt.

"If you think something you are going to say may cause an argument, then simply don't say it," Kurt said, managing to step out of his sticky boxers and clean himself off.

"If I could keep my mouth shut and not say stupid stuff that would piss you off, don't you think I would do it?" Blaine asked with a sigh. He stepped out of his underwear and quickly cleaned himself off before walking back into his bedroom to grab out two pairs of boxers from his drawer, slipping a pair on before helping Kurt with the other pair he had pulled out. "I want you with me, Kurt," Blaine stated.

"I am with you, Blaine," Kurt answered back, not really understanding.

"No, I mean I want you here. I want you to move in here with me. We had talked about it before we broke up and now that we are back together, I want you in here." Blaine said his voice brooking no argument.

"Huh, I didn't realize we had broken up…" Kurt answered back, turning to face Blaine with his hands on his hips, staring at him.

"Ok, breakup might have been the wrong word to use, even if that's how it felt," Blaine answered back, feeling the frustration he had felt during that horrible time all over again.

"Blaine, I am sorry about that. I really am. Can we please not talk about that again," Kurt sighed, turning around so his back was to Blaine.

"And here is the argument," Blaine said quietly, blowing out his breath.

"No, this isn't going to be an argument. I simply asked you to let us move on. I made a mistake. I pushed you away and I have apologized. I just don't see why you can't just drop the subject. Why do you have to keep bringing it up?" Kurt said, staring at Blaine.

"For something that isn't an argument, you sure sound like you are trying to argue Kurt. I didn't realize I talked that much about you pushing me away in the hospital, or when you came back to school Monday. Forgive me," Blaine said, turning around walking over to sit in one of the chairs by the fireplace. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Things had been so good not more than five minutes ago. Blaine was starting to wonder if they would ever be able to go a day without some kind of argument.

"Shit. I'm sorry, Blaine," Kurt said, walking over to Blaine and getting on his knees in front of him. He didn't know why he felt the need to fight. Blaine was right, for something that wasn't supposed to be an argument, that was exactly how he had sounded. "Did it really feel like a breakup to you?" Kurt whispered.

"Yes, yes, it did Kurt. I don't think it could have hurt worse if you had broken up with me," Blaine said, leaning forward, cupping his hand on Kurt's cheek kissing his forehead.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you," Kurt whispered.

"I know, sweetheart. It's ok and I'll try not to talk about it anymore, Kurt. It's just kind of scary because I have this inherent need to make sure you're safe and protected. Also, there's the fact that I know Adam wants you. I sometimes wonder if he would be better for you. Am I too much? Am I too demanding?" Blaine whispered, finally letting Kurt in on some of the worries he had, worries that pushed him into some of the decisions he made.

Until he had fallen in love with Kurt, Blaine had been extremely secure in who he was. Now that he had Kurt in his life, he had so many doubts because he had so much more he could lose. Kurt had quickly become the most important person in his life, and if he lost him, he didn't know if he would be able to carry on.

"Ahh, Blaine, no. Adam could never be better for me than you. No one ever could. I love you, and no, you are not too demanding. I love that you want to keep me protected, I do. And me talking to Adam, not that I likely will after the way he acted this morning, doesn't mean I am going to walk away from you. Blaine, I waited my whole life to find you and there's no way in hell that I'm going anywhere," Kurt said before kissing Blaine on the forehead.

"Would, now be a good time to tell you that I may or may not have had Adam's schedule pulled and all his classes changed to the ones you weren't in?" Blaine asked, looking up at Kurt from under his eyelashes, flashing full-on puppy dog eyes.

"Blaine, you didn't?" Kurt asked, laughing, "You didn't really do that?"

"Maybe," Blaine answered with a cheesy grin on his face, "and don't forget you just said you loved me and that you weren't going to leave me, sooo I call no take-backs."

"You are such a nut," Kurt said, laughing before leaning in and placing a kiss on Blaine's lips.

"That may be true, but I am your nut," Blaine said, feeling better, so proud that he could say he was Kurt's and that Kurt was his.

"Yeah, you are," Kurt said, smiling, and nothing could have made him happier, and then he could only laugh hard when he heard his stomach growl really loud.

Blaine stood up, pulling Kurt with him, "Come on, sweetheart, let's go feed the human," Blaine said with a big smile on his face, holding Kurt's hand as they headed towards the cafeteria. All was well in Blaine's world again. The next thing on his mental to-do list was to plan a birthday party, and Blaine couldn't wait.