Kurt didn't understand it. He didn't understand how this once horribly abused sub, could be lying on his bed, neck exposed, thighs spread, willing to take everything he was given. Maybe it was because it was so beaten into him that he didn't deserve better. The scars on his body, which made him think that he wasn't beautiful, proved that more than once his former Dom had beaten or cut that he wasn't important into his skin and head. But he was important, and he was completely gorgeous.
"Sir, please," he whispered softly. Begging was a new thing. When Kurt first met him in the club and when he saw the sub was not only unclaimed but also without even a friend, Kurt realized how little he thought of himself, how he thought he was only alive for Doms' pleasure. Bad things can happen to subs if they come to clubs alone. So when Kurt brought him home that night he hadn't begged like all Kurt's other one night stands, he'd just got on his knees at the front door and offered to please Kurt.
"Please I need…" he cut himself off quickly, some habits die-hard though. Kurt leaned down and dragged his lips across Blaine's tender neck, Blaine trembled, knowing at any second Kurt could bite down. Kurt knew it too, and was filled with satisfaction at the trust his sub was granting. Kurt knew Blaine had to be nearly falling asleep as Kurt had already gotten off thrice using Blaine's body, but it was Blaine's turn now.
"Tell me what you need, Zuri." Zuri was the Swahili word for beautiful, and though Kurt would occasionally refer to Blaine as pet, he knew the young sub needed a name that would make him feel special. One of Kurt's best friends was Swahili. When they'd been out at a bar his friend, Amri just before he met Blaine, and Amri had seen a sub and said that word. Kurt had asked what he meant and the word had stuck with him and when Kurt met Blaine, he couldn't think of a more appropriate name for the shy, but sweet boy. Plus Blaine's former Dom would call him pet if he wasn't mad at him, if he was, his name was bitch, slut, or whore, and Kurt knew he would never call Blaine those things. So Zuri was a name just for them.
Blaine whimpered slightly, still uncertain about asking for what he wanted, as that kind of behavior was met with punishment in his past, Kurt was trying to show him not all Doms were abusive assholes.
"I need to come, Sir, please," Kurt smiled at Blaine's request. Maybe there would come a day where Kurt would deny Blaine the requests he made, but at this point, Blaine's abuse still so raw, he couldn't do that to him yet.
"Since you asked so nicely," Kurt murmured and he reached forward and took hold of Blaine's hard cock. Blaine whimpered in relief, but as the well-trained sub he was, he didn't thrust up or move. Kurt leaned down and nibbled on his neck. "Such a good boy, such a beautiful boy, so good for me." He practically overwhelmed the sub with praise, as Kurt knew he rarely, if ever got praised at his previous Dom's. Blaine moaned at the words that he had done something right. His eyes screwed shut further as Kurt's strokes strengthened. Kurt knew Blaine could hold his orgasm for days but he didn't dare ask that of him. After just a couple more stokes he kissed Blaine deeply,
"Come, love, come for me." Blaine came hard and long and fell limp on the bed, looking up dazed at Kurt. He still wasn't used to coming from pleasure, he could come on command when his old Dom was okay with it, but it was never because He made him feel good. Kurt gently scratched at his scalp as he came down, and began untying him. Blaine, as soon as his hands were freed, pawed weakly at Kurt's still straining member. Kurt shushed him carefully and finished untying his ankles.
"Please, Sir, let me please You. Please, i will make it so good, i can make You come, Sir, please." Blaine pleaded, there was no worse feeling for a submissive than not pleasing their Dominant.
"Don't worry, Zuri, I expect you to take care of this, but I want you to be able to hold your head up first." Blaine instantly began to struggle to sit up but Kurt pulled him lovingly to his chest. "Rest, sweetheart, I am giving you a respite, so just rest," he cooed. He reached over and grabbed the towel he'd set aside and cleaned cum off of his hand and Blaine's stomach, before holding him again.
"I can do it, I am a good boy," Blaine swore, even as he relaxed into Kurt's embrace, his head heavy on Kurt's shoulder.
"You are always a good boy, this doesn't change that," he promised. "I'm going to get you some water, I'll be right back." He kissed Blaine's forehead before standing, leaving the drowsy sub on the bed.
The first time they did a scene and this part had come, Blaine had watched him leave the room in confusion, and was even more startled when Kurt came back with water. He later explained that he wasn't given water or aftercare with his past Dom. Kurt was shocked and angry; he could never forgive the man who had taught Blaine that he didn't matter, that his care and pleasure didn't count. He hoped that one day Blaine would be strong enough and healthy enough to let him go, but Kurt would never forgive the man who taught his sub that Doms are the only important ones.
Blaine watched Kurt leave smiling softly. Kurt was everything he never knew he needed. Kurt cared for him, and made him feel safe and though they still hadn't said it, Kurt made him feel loved, even though he couldn't believe someone as wonderful as Kurt loved him. Blaine knew he was only temporary claimed, but hoped it was because Kurt cared enough that He didn't want him running straight into the arms of someone else that would abuse him.
Though Blaine didn't see it as abuse, he saw it as normal. But he was slowly learning that what he had with Kurt was normal and what he had before was bad. It would break his heart when they ended their relationship, as Blaine knew would happen once Kurt found someone better, or a new home for Blaine.
Kurt had only been gone a few seconds but Blaine was having trouble keeping his eyes open. Blaine knew he had to take care of Kurt, that was his duty, but he could feel his eyes slowly closing. Blaine tried so desperately to stay awake, but he was so warm and safe in Kurt's bed that he couldn't fight it any longer. At his past Master's he could always stay awake because he was terrified, he never felt safe and often sleep would only come after days without it. But here, he didn't feel scared, and although he would be punished when he woke up for falling asleep on Kurt, he just couldn't help it.