Kurt was silent as he followed Blaine out the room into what looked like a study. "A library? Really?" Kurt rose a brow. Blaine had his phone out and he seemed to be looking at the pictures he took fo Kurt. "Can you not look at those when I am here?" Kurt's face flushed red.
"I can" Blaine responded but seemed to use his fingers to zoom in on the image.
"You just said-" Kurt snapped.
"I said I can choose to not look at them but never said I will not look at them" Blaine said.
Blaine took a seat on one of the couches and stared intensely at the picture ignoring the tent forming in his pants.
"What are we waiting for?" Kurt asked. Blaine looked up at Kurt's scowl before looking at his phone again.
"You are a lot prettier when your legs are spread" Blaine commented. Kurt's face exploded in red, "Before you give me a lecture. I know submissives are more than their body, yay subminism" Blaine rose a fist in mockery.
"Why would anyone even think we would match?" Kurt growled. Blaine looked up at Kurt with an unreadable expression.
"Let's go" Blaine stood up abruptly. He moved towards one of the light switches by a wall inbuilt book shelf. He click on the switch and the book shelf began to move to reveal two armed guards and a staircase.
"That is pretty lame, so very 'every mystery novel' ever written" Kurt added. "Couldn't you be more creative?"
Blaine rolled his eyes "You could be sucking my dick right now but you chose to to waste that mouth of yours making stupid comments"
"Oh the tragedy." Kurt mocked. "and don't talk to me like that ever again"
"Yes, it is your loss." Blaine added. "If I did what would you do? What can you do?"
"I will ignore you for a whole day" Kurt responded.
"I am so scared" Blaine grumbled out but noted not to call Kurt's statements stupid again. They went down three flights of stairs. On every floor there were at least 8 men with guns.
Kurt subconsciously moved closer to Blaine who pretended not to notice. "They will not hurt you Kurt, they are my men."
"I am not scared" Kurt grit out. Kurt was in fact terrified when he entered into what looked like an underground prison. It smelled blood, shit, piss and burning flesh, he tried his best to ignore the numerous armed men in suits.
"You seem a bit frightened but as my bride you will have to get used to blood and death." Blaine stopped abruptly at a cell with an iron door. "You will of-course be learning Italian." He added. Blaine turned to a guard and spoke Italian, the man nodded and opened the cell door to reveal a man with no limps laying in his own piss naked on the floor. The stench was awful.
"You cut off his arms and legs?" Kurt asked terrified. His voice wavering as he spoke.
"and his penis, how dare such a low bred fool touch my property" Blaine added.
Kurt was afraid. His eyes met Blaines for a moment as Blaine tilted his head to the side. "I cannot do this-"
"Of course not, he is not ready for you, he should have been bathed and prepared for you to slit his throat. This is your first Kill after all." Blaine added. "You look terrified, don't tell me the big bad sub is scared?"
"I am not scared" Kurt lied. Blaine rose a hand to Kurt's face and he flinched. "I am not scared" Kurt stated.
"Are you afraid of me?" Blaine asked as he stared at Kurt intensely, Kurt could sense hurt behind Blaine's words. Kurt stayed silent. "I do not need someone weak at my side, I need you tough and bold or you will die" Blaine said, all amusement gone from Blaine's eyes. They looked empty and blank. "You will need to be educated on where you and I stand and how our fates are intertwined"
Kurt remained silent, unsure how to respond. A smile appeared on Blaine's lips suddenly. He spoke in Italian again and the guard disappeared only to return with a hose.
"You are a monster" Kurt responded before turning his back to the scene and moving away.
"Perhaps but I am who your father made me." Blaine responded. "How am I even a monster, these men killed Burt. Would you have preferred I sent them flowers? Your father would have wanted me to do this, God rest his soul"
"My father was a good man" Kurt snapped. Blaine said nothing for a moment taking out his phone after a few moments handed it to Kurt. Kurt could see his father who always wore plaid in a suit next to a small kid with black hair and a few missing teeth.
"He was a good man. Not one who keeps his word but a good man none the less." Blaine responded. he swiped right to reveal another with Burt and right again to reveal another. Kurt looked up from the phone to stare at Blaine before handing him the phone. Then snatching it back last minute to keep it in his pocket. He could call the police for help.
"I want to go back to my room. The person was not even ready for me and this smell is going to knock me into a coma" Kurt said. Blaine sighed before stepping away from the cell he was yelling in Italian. A man who stood 6ft tall with red hair ran up to Blaine with words only for Blaine to slap him. The man went on his knees saying more words Kurt did not understand. Blaine nodded his head then returned to Kurt's side.
"Let's go" Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand leading him to the stairs.
"What was that about?" Kurt asked.
"I told him to prepare the prisoner but he made a mistake and prepared the wrong one. He was apologizing." Blaine responded. They moved in silence, Kurt felt weird with Blaine holding his hand.
"Your touch is disgusting" Kurt added, when Blaine ignored him. Kurt sighed. "What if I run away when I am shopping for clothes" Kurt trying to break the silence.
"You seem to not understand why I took you in the first place" Blaine responded. Soon they were back in the study. He let go of Kurt's hand moving to sit on the couch.
"Because I am your 'bride' right?" Kurt asked. Blaine shook his head "Then explain it to me" Kurt demanded as Blaine let out a tired groan. Blaine urged Kurt to sit with his arm.
"Burt never told you about the Anderson family?" Blaine asked. By the blank expression he could tell Kurt knew nothing. "First up, I was watching you to make sure you were safe after the incident two years ago. You see the succession games is officially starting. I was going to exclude you and pick another submissive but I was sure to piss me off my older brothers would torture and kill you. To succeed the Anderson family, I need to one be married and two complete tasks assigned to me-"
"If I was not involved why would they kill me?" Kurt demanded to know.
"Because Burt deserted the family. Ideally we should kill all his family and friends but I was able to stop father." Blaine responded. " they know how much I liked Burt and they want to do it to hurt me. Seeing as my only weakness could be you I decided to place you somewhere safe"
"This seems like you are protecting me but what are you gaining?" Kurt asked.
"When I was younger Burt made me promise I would protect you. My word is my bond, I failed my teacher before but this time I will not fail" Blaine replied. "If you run away they will kill you. Especially now that you are my bride"
"Kill me? So as your bride, they cannot touch me?"
"We don't touch each other's submissive. Its against family code." Blaine added. Kurt sighed, what was his father even into? It was like he never knew his father in the first place.
"So why can't you send me off on my way as your bride?" Kurt asked.
"Do you think our enemies would see my wife unprotected and not kill him?" Blaine asked. Kurt paled slightly taking a moment to digest the information.
"Do you like pink hair?" Blaine asked.
"What so you are going to police-" Kurt cut in but was cut off.
"The dye job is pretty bad" Blaine added. Kurt flushed slightly, he had dyed it himself. "You need a professional dye for pink hair, I can have you taken there"
Kurt stared at Blaine, he sighed. "All this for a promise to my father?"
"Burt raised me" Blaine responded. "He gave you to me so you are mine."
"No one can give me away, I am my own person." Kurt frowned.
"Ok, whatever. My phone?" Blaine replied.
"To stare at those pictures again?" Kurt asked.
"I mean if you are just gunna get mad and yell at me-" Blaine began.
"I am not mad!" Kurt replied. "At least let us finish this conversation. If I am going to do this I want a contract and I have to have my own rules in place"
"Jesus, If I have to listen to this at the very least do it nude" Blaine groaned as he ran his hand over his face and through his hair. "I am giving you free protection, I am avenging you and I am buying you crap you want. What else can you fucking need?"
"If I am marrying you, we have to have dates. I do not know who you are and you don't know me." Kurt stated.
"Dates? Why do we need those?" Blaine groaned. "Submissives were so annoying"
"Date a dom then" Kurt snapped before attempting to leave, Blaine reached out and grabbed his hand.
"Fine I will listen to your points" Blaine grumbled. Kurt sat back down on the couch but Blaine did not let go of Kurt's arm.
"I don't want you having sex with anyone but me" Kurt added. Blaine glared at Kurt for a moment.
"What if I want to have sex and you do not?" Blaine asked.
"Then you wait till I do" Kurt responded. Blaine grit his teeth, he looked mad enough to explode.
"I thought you would make realistic points" Blaine stated.
"You either accept this or I am going to leave and I won't care if I die. I refused to be with someone who cannot keep it in his pants." Kurt snapped.
"Is that all?" Blaine asked.
"Stop insulting me in every conversation, You are used to being the boss. I get it, but if you want a partner then you treat me with respect. I am not a trophy, nor am I a toy" Kurt added. Kurt was terrified but he had to speak his mind, he didn't want to live in a cage.
Blaine frowned, Kurt was trying to guess what Blaine was thinking. Blaine finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity, his cheeks tinted slightly red. "Do I have to hold hands in public and kiss you in public too? What even are dates? I am also not good at being nice to people" Kurt gave a small smile. "I kill people, I hurt people and I like watching others suffer. We work with fear and pain, I am not allowed to do those frilly submissy things". Blaine paused and met Kurt's eyes. "Would you fear me if you saw me holding hands and kissing a sub? I would look soft"
"Do we have a deal?" Kurt asked.
"I have some rules too" Blaine added. " You flirt or sleep with anyone and I will kill them, You have to learn Italian and You have to learn self defense and how to kill"
"I am surprised you don't have a rule that I have to sleep with you every night" Kurt added.
"That is rape. Forcing you to fuck me when you do not want to. I would rather not fuck you if you don't want to fuck" Blaine sighed. "I am all for you dressing as you like but anything that shows too much may end up with me having to kill multiple people." Blaine looked nervous before speaking again "I- you cannot be afraid of me, I will not hurt you. I cannot trust anyone, I am trusting you because of Burt." Blaine looked uncomfortable. "What I am saying is you have my back and I have yours."
"You looked quite cute saying that" Kurt mocked. Blaine glared at Kurt before his face became cold, eyes narrowing. "I am just kidding, God. I have your back, I promise" Blaine looked lonely, he looked like he needed someone he could trust. Why else would Blaine agree to his points so easily. Kurt would have to maximize this until he was able to escape. He definitely would put off killing as much as he could.