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Makes You Stronger.

Kurt found his father's help to be exactly what they needed and inwardly berated himself for ever questioning if his father would understand. Not that Kurt had given him much of a choice by showing up on his doorstep, with his Sub and all his myriad of concerns. But together they had formulated a plan.

When he had stood on his dads porch two and a half weeks ago, hand clenched in Blaine's, his father hadn't made it easy for him at first.

"This is my friend, Blaine." Kurt had answered his father when he'd asked him pointedly who's hand he was clenching so fiercely. Looking at Blaine, Burt had figured he was a Submissive, even when he'd missed seeing Blaine's collar at first. He had looked back at his son and waited for further explanation. Kurt feeling the heat had stammered.

"Umm, well..." Kurt had shifted his weight from one leg to the other. "I mean, he's my boyfriend?"

"I don't know bud, are you asking me or telling me?" Burt had ran his hand up under his ball cap then pulled his cap back down over his forehead, settling it back in place. He had stepped towards Blaine cautiously and extended his hand out.

"I'm Burt, kid. Nice to meet you."

"Blaine Devon Anderson, Sir. I'm pleased to meet you too."

Kurt had smiled proudly at Blaine for remembering to use his given name as Kurt had instructed him to. Kurt hoped using it would reunite Blaine with his identity that a name brings with it. They were taking things in baby steps he had reminded himself, baby steps.

Kurt had needed to trust someone and that person - the only man that truly fit the bill - a man of integrity and an all around upstanding guy, was his father. So, though he had been scared of his fathers judgment, he had sought refuge in his childhood home and his dads arms.

Kurt, with Blaine's help, had filled his dad in over tea in the Hummel's kitchen's nook. Kurt had described how Blaine was, and had been, perfect for him from the start. How his strong submissive nature balanced his not so dominant one. Blaine expressed, after he had become less uncomfortable with Kurts dad, that he didn't feel like Kurt was necessarily lacking in his dominance, as Kurt had described, but was perfect, in his own right, -for Blaine. If Blaine had ended up with a Dom that was overtly dominant towards him it would have reduced Blaine to less than he was. He was proud to call Kurt his Dom for many reasons, one of the most important being Kurt allowed him to be the person he was and accepted him for it. If he were to have been owned by any other Dom Blaine was sure he would have been lost. The parts of him that Kurt appreciated about Blaine would have no longer been a part of him. They way Kurt balanced Blaine was perfect. He concluded by squeezing Kurt's hand and talking directly to Kurt, as the three sat around the table.

"I was meant to be extra Subby so you didn't need to dominate much into submission. You're not overly dominating because you were meant for me and I definitely don't require an overtly dominant Dom. I think that would of crushed my spirit. You wouldn't have ever became anyone's Dom if you hadn't met me and been attracted to my intense submission. It came naturally and it was perfect- it is perfect. It would be fruitless to fight against it."

Kurt had squeezed his Subs hand in return and watched his father's expression soften at the scene before him.

"Boys," he had said. "Tell me everything, I'm here to help."

And they did.

——-/———

Blaine was clearing the dishes when Kurt grabbed his wrist lightly, keeping him from the tableware, and told him to sit with him, pushing back his chair and making room for him in his lap.

"Dishes can wait. I miss you." Kurt emphasized this with a kiss to his shoulder.

Blaine ducked his head. He was only just starting to get used to Kurt's displays of affection in front of his dad.

"I miss you too, Sir."

For the past two weeks, the trio had seen quite a bit of each other. If Kurt and Blaine weren't at Burts house, scouring over books and relevant information one of them had pulled up on the web, they were at Kurt's house doing much of the same. Hunter had come through on his end too. He had promised to send Kurt some information on True pairings that he was privy to because of his 'prestigious' line of work. He had warned Kurt he'd probably have difficulty finding any solid findings on the subject in any self help books readily found in a bookstore. He had been correct.

Though Kurt appreciated Hunter's help, Kurt kept the Master Dom at arms length when it came to how much he trusted the man. Blaine had only recently begun to open up more to Kurt about what he had lived through during his Sub training. Kurt became more determined to do everything he could to help Blaine forget as much of what they brain washed into him, what they made him believe of himself as a labeled Submissive, as he could. Blaine shared with him the worst of the training had been directly related to just that- the demeaning degradation meant to tame him into a well mannered, well behaved, Sub. Blaine had been taught by different training Dom's throughout his many classes there. He had surprised Kurt by admitting he felt fortunate that he had been considered Master Hunter's favorite. Hunter had actually been one of the less cruel Dom's on staff there. Maybe it had been because of Hunter's position of power that he hadn't felt the need to prove his dominance, over the submissives, as much as Hunter's subordinates had. Hunter had, of course, expected Blaine to show him the respect he deserved and Blaine had been trained specifically to do just that- for Hunter. Blaine had done his submitting so naturally though, that Hunter had rarely felt the need to control Blaine using harsh force. There had been that one particular time, though, during 'the incident'. Blaine had not shared that part with Kurt. Not yet. That whole ordeal was still to much of an enigma for Blaine. In the end, Blaine could honestly say being seen as Master Hunter's had saved him, more than it had hurt him, during his year of incarceration at the Sub house.

Burt was becoming more and more comfortable with the idea of his son being Blaine's Dom. He couldn't deny the connection they shared. He started to understand their dynamic and developed a belief in one true pairings. The more they spent learning from the information Hunter had sent Kurt, the more Burt believed it to be true of his son and Sub. What he wasn't sure of was if he'd ever get used to his son's and Sub's open displays of affection. It wasn't mor than two months ago when Kurt had gone on and on about how PDA wasn't dignified and how it wasn't something he'd ever take part in.

Ironic.

Burt thumbed through his notes on true pairings while the pair kissed languidly, in his sons lap, next to him. A true pairing was where a Sub and a Dom click together naturally, with no effort at all. It had been said, that when they came together, it was as if they were completing the other half of themselves. The submission was deeper and Dominance was more intense. After years spent together it would be impossible to hide, to anyone observing their interactions, that they were completely dependent on each other. Kurt would need Blaine just as much as Blaine would need Kurt. Burt could see this developing already in his son, in only the short time of owning Blaine. There would never come such a time where the two would grow tired of each other. On the contrary, the more time they spend together the stronger the bond would set. It could become so overpowering that the pair could get lost in each other to the dismay of all other relationships, endeavors, or responsibilities. Personal dreams were often forgot in lieu of giving their full attention on each other. It would have to take a very strong Dom to ensure that the importance of the relationship didn't destroy the rest of their lives. There were tales of old telling of True Pairers dying in each other's arms, unable to muster up the strength to break apart, even for food. Less couth storytellers' would tell of True Pairers actually fucking themselves to the death. It was understood that the best way to hinder the growing need to dominate, and to curb the overtaking of submission, was to take breaks from the acts of physical and sexual domination over the Sub.

Burt looked up to the two, occupying the one chair, and had his doubts. Kurt would need Blaine's super strong submission to be the thing to beat this. Kurt would never be that strong of a Dom. Burt couldn't fathom Kurt commanding Blaine to take their needed breaks and not be the very one to break his own rule. No, it would have to be Blaine's submission in not breaking a direct order from a Dom to keep the two from faltering. Even if that meant Burt himself would need to be the Dom doing the ordering. Either that or take the poor boy and lock him up somewhere where Kurt couldn't find him for weeks on end.

For now, he had encouraged Kurt to treat Blaine just as he would a boyfriend. To squelch the inferno burning inside of him when he dominated Blaine. To use Kurts caring nature as a fire blanket. Cover over the intensity that had grown between them as Dom and Sub. Possibly Kurt just needed more time to learn his new role that he had been ill prepared to take on, but had thrown himself into. Burt told them both they'd have to stick to the plan. At least until they could come up with a better one. The two of them should be able to keep it in their pants long enough to do what's best for there relationship. If they were meant to be, if they shared a true love, than they shouldn't worry because when two people love each other like they did everything works out in the end. Kurt agreed with him begrudgingly.

"Ok. you're right, dad. You speak the truth."

Blaine didn't miss a beat, flicking his eyes up to meet Kurt's.

"Because you love me?"

Kurt realized neither had said those words to each other yet. He'd felt it towards Blaine and had felt it from Blaine in return. They just hadn't taken that final step in saying it aloud.

Kurt felt the heat in his cheeks and couldn't help smiling back at the Cheshire Cat seated in his lap. He simply told Blaine.

"I love you."

"I love you too!"

Blaine through his arms around Kurt and they both squealed- squealed! Then they couldn't stop telling it to each other.

"I love you so much, Sir."

Kiss.

"I know, me too."

Kiss.

"I actually can't believe how much I love you."

Slobbery Kiss and a hug.

"I love you so so much."

Deep slobbery kiss and a moan.

Screech and a bang.

Burt had gotten up from the table and banged his chair when pushing it back underneath.

"5 minutes. I'm giving you two five minutes and then I'm coming right back here." He pointed down to his spot at the table. "And you, Blaine, will be sitting right over there." He accentuated with two points of his finger in the desired directions. "Then we'll have ourselves a little talk." He awaited no reply before he walked out of Kurt's kitchen and down the hall.

"Oh my Gawd, Kurt. I think we just broke your dad." Blaine whispered to Kurt when Burt was safely out of ears reach.

Kurt bit back a laugh. "I'm pretty sure he'll live. He just wants us to calm it down a bit. I'll talk to him. But first, we only have four minutes left before he's back." Kurt watched as Blaine's expression went from worried to sultry and he slammed their lips together, only coming up for air three and a quarter minutes later.

—-:—

When Burt returned he had given the two of them a speech no short of his 'you matter' speech he had given Kurt in high school. He had reminded them that for most guys sex is just something that they always want to do, its fun, it feels great, but we're not thinking much about how it's making us feel on the inside or how the other person feels about it. But with them- Kurt and Blaine- they are forced into looking at all of that. They know it's more than just about the physical, that it means something, that it's doing something to your hearts, to your sole, to your insides even though it just feels like your having fun. It was going to be hard but Burt was going to be there for them and this wasn't going to be forever, but fir now he needed their word that they'd protect themselves from what could happen if they didn't cool things down and give their insides the time to heal. Burt hoped that that was what the two needed and that taking a break from the sexual dominance would set Kurt's physiology back to a cool 98.6 degrees at all times. For now, it was their best bet and their only plan.

"Two weeks boys, I'm only asking for two weeks. It's already been what? A week? Since you two...?"

"Yes, dad."

"Yes, Mr. Hummel."

"Ok, then 14 more days."

Kurt felt like a petulant child. All he wanted to do was cry out 'but, Daaaaad!' But he didn't because he knew his father was right. His dad was almost always right.

"Ok." Is what Kurt said instead.

Blaine looked like he was going to fall under the table and didn't say a word.

That was when Burt told Kurt to give him a moment alone with Blaine. Again, Kurt felt that petulant child within trying to claw his way out of his 24 year old shell. Burt gave him that knowing look and Kurt excused himself with an apologetic smile towards Blaine. He walked towards the entrance to the kitchen, but before exiting he hollered out. "I'm giving you two five minutes and then I'll be back to sit in my chair, with my Sub, on my lap!"

The Apple really didn't fall far from the tree.