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Scandals

After the music had played the last note to Lady Gaga's Poker Face, Blaine had excused himself, from his friends, and had gone to get some water. After all his exhilaration on the dance floor, his mouth had gone dry and begged for water. It had been no more than two minutes of standing at the bar, waiting on the bartender, when he was approached from behind. A tall, thin guy had crowded Blaine and complemented him on his dance moves. "...Looking good out there." He had finished. Blaine had blushed and thanked him. When his order had come the guy introduced himself and had asked Blaine how he knew the man of the hour, Jeff. This had eased Blaine, a little, knowing the guy was part of their party. He had come later than most of the others, obviously, but it had given Blaine a legitimate reason to continue having a polite conversation with one of Jeff's friends. It had been around the same time that he had begun to worry why it had been taking Kurt so long to return from the restroom. He had looked over the new guy's shoulder, seeing if he could locate Kurt. The guy was explaining that he'd known Jeff from Dalton Academy.

"...We share an English and a History class." He had told Blaine how he'd agreed immediately to coming after he was told that the party was going to be held at Scandals. "I love this place." He had chuckled a bit after realizing Blaine had been staring over his shoulder for the majority of their conversation.

"You're looking for Kurt? Your Dom, right?"

Blane's eyes had flitted over to his at the mention of Kurt. Did he know Kurt? "Uh, yes, he's my Dom, do you know him?" Blaine had asked.

Sebastian shook his head "Nah, but you two, on the dance floor...when I came in - You guys pull focus. He's really hot. I asked about you guys and Trent filled me in. He told me how you used to be a Warbler with Jeff and the rest of them. He had paused, thinking, then added "A Dom bringing his Collared Sub to his old friends party?...how progressive." A beat pasted as he surveyed the scene around them. But, leaving you unattended, in a public place, a place like this - stupid!"

Blaine had felt his stomach drop at the mention of Kurt being perceived as hot by this guy. Possessiveness ran hot through Blaine's veins. He had forgotten to continue his search for Kurt, instead he stared up at the guy that he'd quickly begun to see as a threat.

"I knew I had to get to know you two better. So here I am, Blaine. Getting to know you a little better." He had stepped closer, successfully crowding Blaine's personal space.

Blaine had tried to step back but collided his back into the bar, stopping him short. Sebastian continued asking his poignant questions regarding Blaine and Kurt's relationship. Which had left Blaine shocked at the man's gall and forwardness.

"I bet you guys switch, right?" He had licked his lips.

Blaine's mouth had fallen into a surprised 'O' and he blushed under the other man's scrutiny.

"I asked you a question, Sub." His Dom pheromones were strong and very hard for Blaine to dismiss.

Blaine had blinked and stared at the man who was standing far to close for comfort. What had this guy said his name was anyway? Blaine searched his brain to try and retrieve the name from the recesses of his mind- Sebastian. The man had said his name was Sebastian.

"Well?" Sebastian had demanded when Blaine only stood there silent and staring.

"Um, no Sir."

"Hmmm" Sebastian had said with a suspicious tone. "What a waste."

Blaine's eyes had widened, as he'd been forced to continue to listen to this Dom.

"I mean with an ass like Kurt's, its a pity." Sebastian smirked.

Blaine had felt his cheeks go hotter and his fist ball up next to his sides. His eyes had darted around the room again, praying they'd land on Kurt.

"The way he swings those narrow hips while displaying himself, all around here, seems like he's begging for a really good penetration." Sebastian had moved in closer to Blaine's ear and lowered his voice. Blaines eyes had kept frantically scanning the room.

Sebastian's hot breath whispered against Blaine's ear. "I could do that for him. While he takes you from behind. I could do you guys the favor of taking him at the same time. That way he could really enjoy it."

Blaine's heart had started to pound in frustration listening to this Dom speak, but his cock had rebelled against him. Blaine had closed his eyes and tried to find his happy place.

"I bet he fucks your sub ass slow at best, but when I'd come in, I'd fuck him hard, and that would, in turn, fuck you harder and deeper. I'd make sure to angle him just right so he'd be sure to hit your spot over and over and over again. Then you'd know how good being fucked that way feels. He'd twitch and pulsate inside you and your ass would love every single second of it. Then I'd rap my fingers around you and let you fuck your cock into my hot hand."

With all that Blaine had prepared, in his mind, for what he'd be doing with Kurt that night, it had his body wound, tighter than tight, with sexual tension. Now, he had felt as if he might explode with the erotic imagines of Kurt buried deep inside of him. He couldn't help from being sucked in by Sebastian's graphic details. Blaine had known he should have tried to stop Sebastian, but he had not known how. The blood had pumped through him and had pulsated down his cock. He had wanted to tell Sebastian to shut up and to get lost, that there's no way in Hell Kurt would be open to this Sebastian guy touching him. Blaine had to remember his place as a Submissive and not push this Dom away from him like he wanted to. While Blaine had stood there and tried to control himself, Sebastian had looked down at Blaine's straining bulge under his zipper. Blaine had immediately bowed his head when he had sensed the Dom's erotic eyes on him. Blaine had been embarrassed, and very pissed off, at his betraying body part. He'd been at a loss for words and had hoped Kurt would find him now and help him out of this crazy situation.

"What a responsive Sub you are. Damn, you must be so fun to play with. Do you like to be teased, Boy?"

Blaine's mind had flown back to when he had been made to stand before the entire Sub class, while they had been trained in the art of devices. He and his friend, Nick had been on display, for all to see, while the instructor had used their bodies to represent how several different devices were to be correctly used. Even though most of the devices had caused some sort of pain to their cocks, balls, nipples, or ass Blaine couldn't help loving the feel and the vo·yeurism of it all. He had been embarrassingly rock hard through out the demonstrations and had finally came, in front of everyone, 45 minutes into the session. He had been hog tied on the ground with his legs spread eagle displaying every bit of his genitals and ass for his fellow classmates. He had endured so much teasing up till then - that final moment. His balls had had the stretchers still attached to them and he had been stuffed full of anal beads. So the truthful, yet embarrassing answer had been yes, yes he had definitely enjoyed being teased. The Dom had never let up the scrutiny in his stare as he watched Blaine mull over something in his mind.

Blaine had reluctantly responded. "Yes, Sir." He breathed out slowly and had inwardly groaned at himself and at the entire uncomfortable situation.

"I bet you do, Pet. I just bet you do!" Sebastian had growled out, lustfully. "Look at you all hard and needy. Sebastian had crowded him even further. Blaine had gulped and felt his legs gone weak under the strong Dominance pheromones invading his air space. Sebastian had smelled of excellent spiced scented cologne. Blaine had thought he smelled all too good for how sleazy the man himself actually was. Blaine had had an internal battle with his knees as they weakened, shook and bent further with need. Providentially, right at the exact moment Blaine needed Kurt the most, he had walked up from behind Sebastian. Blaine had then stopped fighting it and his knees hit the floor.

Kurt watched Blaine as he fell to his knees in front of another Dom. Kurt felt the hairs on his arms, and the back of his neck, rise up. What in the world was Blaine doing? What the fuck was going on? Alarmed, Kurt rushed in and placed a protective and possessive hand onto his Submissive's shoulder and harshly pushed his entire self in front of Sebastian, placing himself directly in front of Blaine.

"Whoa there, Kurt. Everything's fine here, I was just talking with your Sub." Sebastian said with a step back and his hands slightly raised when Kurt looked back over his shoulder at him. His eyes were a blaze.

After Kurt was satisfied that he'd put enough space between Sebastian and his Sub he looked down at Blaine with steely eyes. He stared hard at him and examined Blaine, noting his very pink cheeks. Then Kurt's stare landed abruptly on Blaine's protruding hard on. It was pushing up against the fabric of his dress pants causing a very impressive tent in Blaine's lap. He removed his hand from his shoulder and put the palm of his hand up in front of Blaine, silently telling him to stay there and to stay quiet. Kurt whipped around and looked at Sebastian, seeing red.

"Everything's FINE?" He spat. " Just talking?" Sebastian asked rhetorically.

Kurt leaned into Sebastian's space and breathed. He just breathed heavily with anger and possessiveness. Sebastian witnessed, first hand, Kurt's strong Dominance over Blaine as Blaine whimpered at Kurt's heals. Blaine had never seen Kurt so upset; his anger so palpable.

"Come on, Kurt. Calm down. I was just telling your Sub here of the fun all three of us could have together. The boy obviously likes to be teased." Sebastian chuckled and leaned around to look at Blaine again, but Kurt side stepped his view.

"Never." was Kurts reply to the other Dom. Sebastian's eyes pierced into Kurt's and they glared at each other. Sebastian was far more accustomed to getting his way than being left wanting for anything. Being easily shot down, by Kurt, ate him up inside. Kurt's stare became unbelievably more icy as the two men stood off. Sebastian discovered, being that closeup to Kurt, his not so feminine characteristics, the lines of his jutted chin, his strong jaw line and a light dusting of facial hair on his cheeks. The man really was stunning. Sebastian found Kurt the perfect mix of feminine and masculine characteristics and his scent almost started Sebastian drooling. Kurt deciphered the slight softening of Sebastian's glare and stole the opportunity.

"I don't share; and if I did, It surely wouldn't be with the likes of you!" Kurt grumbled angrily.

Sebastian felt the ache of his bruised pride. "The likes of me, huh? Right. And that coming from a man with a permanent case of gay face." Sebastian searched for any signs of having inflicted a wound on Kurt, but found none.

Kurt only smirked and replied "You smell like Craigslist.".

Kurt turned from the man and scooped Blaine up by lifting him from under his arms. He wound Blaine's arm in his and walked off, with his Sub, towards the party they'd be saying their goodbyes to now. Neither of them looked back at Sebastian. Blaine's eyes went huge when Kurt explained they'd be saying there goodbyes right then and there, along with Blaine's aching, betraying body part. He inwardly cursed Kurt's fine tailoring of his gorgeous pants. They left almost nothing to the imagination now that they were much tighter than before. They started their goodbyes at the fist table, closest to them, remarking on how the night had been a lot of fun, but regretting that they had to leave. The second and third table went the pretty much the same until they had to maneuver around the bustling bodies, on the dance floor, to get to Jeff, Nick and Wes. Thankfully they had not seen Thad at the tables or on the dance floor. Kurt was thankful for this small favor, because he couldn't take another altercation right now. Jeff, Nick and Wes were all grooving to the sounds of YMCA and motioning out the letters above their heads, dancing around each other in a circle along with the rest of the dance floor. Kurt and Blaine had bumped their way through the crowd. Which did absolutely nothing to help with Blaine's protruding problem, and said their fair wells to the guys. Wes moved in to ask if they could stay, maybe, for just one more song, when he caught sight of Blaine's paints and thought better of it. He bid the pair adieu with a smile and a wave. Jeff and Nick promised they'd Skype them soon and hugged them quickly before bounding off into the mass of gyrating bodies. Kurt held tight to Blaine's hand and they bumped their way out of the crowd towards the exit eliciting some surprised gasps and a few chuckles. One guy whistled at Blaine's crotch and then yelled at Kurt "Looks like someone's getting lucky tonight." They mostly ignored him and Kurt just kept pulling Blaine along until they stood on the sidewalk outside. They waited for their Uber there. The app chimed on Kurt's phone alerting them that it would arrive in three minutes time.

After a long minute of silence Blaine started "Master?".

"Not now." Kurt barked out while tying his own sweater around Blaine, allowing it to hang over Blaine's private issue, mostly obscuring it from view.

When their Uber arrived he opened the door for Blaine and helped him inside. Blaine scooted himself over, making room for Kurt and opened his mouth to ask for Kurt to talk to him, but decided against it when he saw that Kurt opted to stare out the window, instead of engaging at all with Blaine. The fifteen or so minutes it took, to get them home, seemed like an eternity to Blaine.

When they entered the foyer of their home, Kurt took back his sweater and looked at Blaine. Kurt looked nothing like Blaine had ever seen him before. It wasn't anger in his eyes anymore it was... well, Blaine wasn't sure, but he knew he didn't like it, and he hated it even more because he knew he'd been the one to put it there.

Just earlier, He had looked so forward to tonight and now he felt as if everything had been ruined. He had even tried working it out with Mr. Hummel to move their promised date up by one day. It had been Blaine's idea and Kurt had sat next to him, for support, while Blaine proposed the idea to Kurt's dad. Blaine had insisted that their date night would be the perfect time for them to come together again and argued that one day wouldn't make much difference anyway, would it? Burt told him he heard what Blaine was saying and told him that they should think some more about it, first, before making a decision. A day before their date, Kurt had come downstairs, with a shit eating grin on his face, and announced that he and Burt had talked and it had been decided that they were free to enjoy themselves fully and completely on the night of their date. Blaine had been ecstatic and pulled Kurt into a bouncing, playful hug that ended in them swinging each other about the living room and giggling like little school girls.

The beautiful way Kurt smiled at him then contrasted greatly with the look he wore now and it crushed Blaine. He'd do anything to bring that beautiful smile back to Kurt's lips. Kurt sighed a small, almost undetectable, sigh and told Blaine to go shower and that he'd be up later to do the same. Blaine wanted to be hopeful, but the way Kurt held himself, shoulders slumping and the exhausted and defeated look on Kurt's face made Blaine doubtful.

Blaine answered Kurt with a quiet "Yes, Sir." and headed upstairs. It would feel nice to wash away the events of tonight.

--/--/--

Blaine felt marginally better after his shower. He opted to stay in the bathroom and get Kurt's things ready for his shower. He gathered up Kurt's speciality soaps and his conditioner and laid them out on the side of the tub. He pulled a clean towel, out from the cabinet, to hang on the hook at the back of the door. He ran quickly to grab Kurt's night clothes from the bedroom dresser and folded them nicely on the counter in the bathroom. When he had ran out of things to do, he knelt down on the bathroom mat and waited, with only his thoughts to keep him company.

After some time, Blaine heard the bedroom door creak open and Kurt shuffle around before he opened the bathroom door. Blaine looked up at him and waited on his Dom. He figured he'd already failed to engage Kurt in a discussion, so now he'd wait on his Dom to initiate a conversation. Kurt approached Blaine slowly, almost reverently, and ran his hand over Blaine's jaw and down his neck. He glanced around the room and praised Blaine.

"Good boy. Thank you."

Blaine was pleased to hear Kurt had no anger left in his voice. Kurt seemed generally pleased with Blaine, though, there was still a palpable distance felt between them.

Kurt undressed himself in front of Blaine. He didn't keep his eyes on Blaine, like Blaine would have liked, he had only briefly made eye contact, preferring to flit his eyes around the room, as he busied himself, getting ready for the shower. When Kurt stepped into the warmth of the cascading spray he moaned in relief. It seemed like Kurt, too, wanted to wash away the events of the night.

If it were only that easy.

Kurt busied himself with his soaps and loofah and Blaine stayed knelt on the bathroom floor, conveying his submission, and hoping it could be felt by Kurt. He wanted to explain how badly he had wanted to yell at Sebastian and tell him to get lost, how mad he'd gotten with the way he'd described Kurt. How all Blaine wanted was Kurt to show up and fix the situation. He needed Kurt to know he had been searching for him, but when he didn't come, it had became to much and his Sub instincts were knocked into gear. Kurt had to know that Blaine didn't want anything like what happened that night to happen then, or ever again. Kurt was the only man, only Dom, Blaine would ever willingly want to kneel for, or to get aroused for, or to give himself to. He sniffled and Kurt let him. Kurt stepped out of the shower 5 minutes later.

Blaine's cheeks were tear stained and his bottom lip was red and puffy from him worrying it. He was gorgeous, Kurt thought, and it should have been so easy for him to step close and have Blaine take Kurt into his beautiful mouth, but Kurt didn't allow it. He had far to many conflicting emotions and he was drained from the night's events and the endless unanswered questions swimming in his head. He finished drying off, picked up his night clothes from the counter, and dressed himself - to Blaine's dismay. He walked out, leaving Blaine there, and turned down the bed and shuffled around the room a bit more before returning. He held a pair of pajamas in his hand for Blaine.

"Come on, stand up." He commanded Blaine. He helped Blaine dress and then they brushed their teeth in the Jack and Jill sinks. Blaine snuck questioning glances at Kurt, in the mirror, but Kurt didn't look back at him. He did grab Blaine's hand and led them to his bed. When he released his hand to guide him into bed, to tuck him in there, Blaine begged for a kiss but Kurt said no and told him to just lie down. Blaine grabbed for him then and caught Kurt off guard.

"Oh, wait" Kurt yelped and landed awkwardly on Blaine. Blaine groped at Kurt's shirt and held Kurt there. Kurt wriggled and struggled a bit against him, but Blaine's hands found purchase under Kurt's shirt. They splayed out underneath it, covering Kurt's lower back.

"Uh, uh, Blaine, ok..alright, hands, uh, cold hands..." Kurt shot up "No, no, stop it, stop, stop..."

Blaine didn't stop but moved in, grabbing a hold of Kurt's side of his face. "Hey, Master, let's just do it. I want you, I want you so bad."

Kurt shook his head and Blaine kept persisting. He pulled Kurt down, from around his neck, continuing his mantra. "I know you wanted it like you described it, with you reverencing my body and Sting playing in the background. But, who cares, it's about us, it's all about us and.."

Kurt interrupted him loudly "Right! It's about US which is why I don't want to do it on a night which you spent half of kneeling for another guy!!"

Kurt successfully pulled himself from Blaine's grasp and stood up by the bed.

"Why are you yelling at me?" Blaine cried out to Kurt.

"Because I've never felt less like being intimate with someone, than I do right now, and either you can't tell or you simply don't care!"

Blaine went numb, his hands, feet, body and mind. If he let in what Kurt had just said he was sure it would stop his heart from beating. When Blaine let some of his awareness creep back in he watched Kurt walk out of the room, his pillow in hand. He didn't slam the door, when he shut it behind him, he didn't have to. He had made his point and Blaine wasn't going to follow him. He let his head drop down on his pillow and let everything over take him. He let it all soak in. His heart shattered and he grasped at his chest. How did he just manage to make things worse, when all he wanted to do was fix things? He rolled over and let the tears roll freely over his face and onto his pillow. Blaine found little comfort that night.