Chapter Three
Kurt had promised himself that even though the day had been about him, that night would be all about Blaine, and he had plans. A small smile crossed his face as they finally entered the hotel room later that night. He turned and pressed a kiss to the curly haired man's cheek. Blaine leaned into it, smiling back at him.
"Would you be a dear, love, and put the kids to bed for me?" Kurt asked, looking completely innocent. Blaine regarded him for a moment, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. "Please?" Kurt added, fluttering his eyelashes at him. Dear Perry, he was using things that Kurt knew secretly drove Blaine crazy when he did them.
The magician playfully rolled his eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but the smile never left his face. "Fine, I'll put them to bed," he said, laughing.
"Thank you," Kurt said sweetly, leaning up to kiss the other man softly. Blaine stopped, cupping his face with his hands and kissed him back. Neither one parted until Raja nuzzled his head under Blaine's hand. The curly haired man laughed.
"Okay, boy, let's go." He took the tiger by the leash and walked him, Ginger, and Tobias out of the room.
Kurt waited until the four of them were on their way to the tigers' room before he rushed into the en suite. He only had a few minutes to get set up so he quickly turned the water on in the massive tub, making sure it was at the perfect temperature before he grabbed the candles he'd sneakily managed to pick up without Blaine knowing. He set them up around the tub and lit each one before stripping off his clothes, setting out a couple of towels, and shutting off the lights. He was just in time, for he heard the door to their room open only moments later.
"Kurt?" Blaine called out. The pale man smiled, standing beside the tub with his hands clasped innocently in front of him.
"In here, baby!" he called back.
Moments later Blaine stepped into the doorway of the bathroom and his jaw dropped. Kurt sauntered forward and slid his arms up around his neck. Without giving the man a chance to say anything, he leaned in and pressed their lips together. Blaine was all too happy to kiss him back.
"What's all this?" he finally managed to get out.
"I told you, tonight is all about you, love," Kurt replied, running a hand down Blaine's cheek and staring lovingly into his eyes. "But, I think you might be a little overdressed," he added playfully.
Blaine kissed him again. "Mm, I think you might be right."
"Then I should take care of that," Kurt whispered against his lips. He pushed Blaine's cardigan off his shoulders, reaching down to pull the shirt tail of his button down out and making swift work of the buttons, before sliding his hands up the man's chest and slowly sliding the shirt off, letting it fall to the floor with the cardigan. It wasn't often that Kurt was so careless with clothes, but right now, all he wanted was to take care of Blaine.
"Kurt…" Blaine got out. He could feel his whole body reacting. It happened every time Kurt did something like this to him.
"Shhhh," Kurt said, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "You know you're so sexy when you're wearing nothing but this bow tie." He slipped his fingers under the band of the accessory, which still sat snuggly against Blaine's throat despite the fact that his shirt and cardigan had been stripped off. Blaine swallowed. Kurt watched his Adam's apple bob and then attached his mouth to it, pulling a moan from the other man.
At the same time, the taller man lowered his hands and started working on the magician's belt, slipping it out of the loops without ever letting up on his ministrations of Blaine's throat. He dropped the belt to the side and grabbed Blaine's shoulders, sucking a little harder. He nipped and kissed, and licked the spot when he pulled away, grinning at his handiwork.
"Did you just leave a hickey where everyone can see it?"
"Oops," Kurt said, not sounding at all sorry. He slid his arms back around Blaine's neck. "You'll have to punish me later then."
Blaine groaned. "Fuck, Kurt! You drive me crazy when you get like this!"
Kurt just grinned, sliding his hands down Blaine's chest and working at the button and the zipper of his pants. He pushed both the pants and the man's underwear down together.
"Shoes. Off. Now," he said. Blaine obliged, kicking off his boat shoes and stepping out of his pants and underwear. Kurt growled, pressing his own naked body up against him. "Mine," he said possessively.
Blaine moaned. "Yours," he confirmed. "Always yours."
Kurt pulled away and took his hand, walking him over to the bathtub. Like a gentleman, he helped Blaine step in first before he stepped in and covered Blaine's body with his own, instantly attacking his mouth in a heated kiss.
Again, Blaine moaned, his eyes falling shut and his hands sliding around in the water to press into the small of Kurt's back as the other man moved on top of him. The friction of their cocks rubbing together was almost too delicious. Kurt deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into Blaine's mouth and continuing to thrust against him.
"Kurt, please," Blaine got out.
"Remember what I said last time. Patience is a virtue, baby," Kurt said, stroking his fingers down the side of Blaine's face. He reached over the edge to where he'd sat a bottle of waterproof lube.
"When did you get that?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.
"The same time I picked up the candles. I can be very sneaky," Kurt said, leaning back in for another heated kiss.
"I love it when you get sneaky," Blaine said. Kurt growled, sliding his teeth across Blaine's bottom lip as he pulled away from the kiss.
Kurt sat back a little, opening the lube and squeezing some out into his hand. Blaine watched him rub it between his fingers with a small sly grin on his face. The curly haired magician swallowed, an action that reminded him he was still wearing his bow tie, but somehow, he didn't really care.
Again, Kurt leaned in to kiss him, sliding his hand down beneath the water. Blaine arched up when he felt the press of a finger against his entrance. He moaned into the kiss. Kurt teased his hole, circling his finger around and around the tight ring of muscle for what felt like several agonizing moments before finally pressing the tip of his finger in. Blaine shuddered, moaning a second time.
Kurt let out a moan of his own. He could feel Blaine clenching around the tip of his finger and that never got old. He kissed the other man deeper still, pushing his finger all the way in and pausing. Blaine was panting already. Kurt looked down at him as the magician raised one hand from the water up to his pale cheek and rubbed his thumb over it. The taller man leaned into the touch.
"God, I love you so much," Blaine said.
Kurt turned his head, pressing a kiss to his palm. "I love you, too. Relax, baby. Let me take care of you, okay?"
"Okay," Blaine said. And that was all Kurt needed to hear before he started pumping his finger into Blaine, the curly haired man practically coming undone already. Kurt added a second finger a few moments later, scissoring both fingers to work Blaine good and open. He attached his lips to Blaine's neck again, peppering soft kisses up and down the column of tan skin and trailing up to behind his ear. "Kuuuuurrrt," Blaine dragged out.
"What do you need, honey?" Kurt whispered, not pulling his lips away from Blaine's skin.
"I need more," Blaine moaned.
Kurt grinned and pulled his two fingers out momentarily before sliding them back in with the addition of a third finger. Blaine moaned again, arching his hips and bucking back on Kurt's fingers, fucking himself on them.
"So impatient," Kurt scolded and Blaine moaned yet again. Kurt pumped his fingers in harder, working a little faster to stretch the man out.
"Kurt, please! I need you! In me! Now!" Blaine whined.
The blue eyed man grinned at him, pulling his fingers out and leaning down to kiss him, swallowing the whimper Blaine let out at the sudden feeling of emptiness. Kurt pulled away, grabbing a small washcloth and putting it on the side of the tub, before he squeezed more lube into his hand and generously coated his cock with it, throwing his head back, his eyes rolling up into his head as he stroked himself. Blaine watched, staring possessively at the other man's cock.
"Kurt," he growled. "Now!" Kurt clicked his tongue before taking his time to wipe the remaining lube off his hand. He once more covered Blaine's body with his and leaned in close, positioning the head of his cock at Blaine's quivering entrance. He rubbed the head around the rim, causing Blaine to cry out.
"You know how much I love tearing you apart," Kurt said. Blaine moaned in response, arching his hips up again.
"Need you," he moaned out.
"Damn you're so gorgeous when you're wrecked," Kurt said. He leaned back in capturing Blaine's lips in a much slower and sweeter kiss as he slowly and gently pushed in. Kurt had no intentions of having wild bathtub sex. He intended for this to be sweet, loving, and romantic. That was the whole point of the candles. They could always have wild sex any other time, but this time, he wanted to just caress and take care of his man.
Blaine moaned into the kiss and Kurt slowly eased all the way in, pausing when he'd bottomed out, feeling his balls pressed tight to the apples of Blaine's ass.
"You always feel so perfectly amazing when you're clenched around me," Kurt said breathlessly. Blaine opened his eyes and stared up at him, the most loving expression on his face.
"You're my missing puzzle piece," he said softly.
"Blaine," Kurt gasped out. He captured his lips again and then started to move, pulling almost all the way out and snapping his hips forward to push back in. Without breaking the kiss, he started a slow but steady rhythm, his thrusts hard and deep.
Blaine gasped and moaned and clung to Kurt's back, digging his tongue into the man's mouth as they moved as one. The water gently sloshed around them as Kurt continued to thrust, pressing in a little deeper with every thrust until Blaine broke the kiss and threw his head back, crying out.
"There! Right there, Kurt!" Kurt knew he'd hit the prostate. He kept his pace slow, but continued thrusting hard and deep right into that tight bundle of nerves that he knew was driving Blaine wild.
"I love you," Kurt whispered.
"I love you, too," Blaine moaned back. He clung to Kurt tighter and the two kissed again. Blaine moved his hips, bucking up just a little each time to meet Kurt's slow and careful thrusts. Sure, he loved when they were fast and needy and completely chaotic when they had sex. He enjoyed knowing just how kinky and rough Kurt could actually be. But if Blaine was being honest, his favorite moments were these ones, when they made love, when everything was slow and sweet and romantic. Those were the best times and when he felt the most sated.
Kurt kept moving, slow, hard and deep and Blaine fell apart beneath him. He was a mess of lips and moans and whimpers and it only served to spur Kurt on.
When they did it this way, it felt like it lasted forever. Blaine could feel that familiar coil slowly build in his stomach as Kurt brought him closer and closer to the edge with every thrust.
"So close, baby," he whimpered. Kurt pressed a kiss to each of Blaine's eyelids.
"Come for me, Blaine," he whispered back.
And the almost silent gasp Blaine let out as he came hard enough to see stars was the hottest response Kurt had ever witnessed and it was enough to send him over the edge moments after his love, his cock pulsing in his release and filling the other man overfull with his come.
Kurt stayed still atop of Blaine for several moments, kissing the other man deeply, until the oversensitivity became too much to bear and he slid out, finally letting his arms collapse and falling atop of Blaine.
Blaine brushed his fingers through Kurt's hair, pushing some of the loosened strands out of his eyes and pressing a kiss to his forehead as Kurt laid with his head on Blaine's chest, still trying to calm his breathing.
"Thank you for being the most amazing man in the world," Blaine said softly, several moments later.
Kurt lifted his head and looked at him. "Mm, no honey, thank you for being the most amazing man in the world." Blaine just chuckled and pulled the man up for another sweet kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you, too. We should clean up and get to bed."
Blaine let out a small groan. "I don't wanna," he whined.
Kurt chuckled. "Oh you big baby," he said playfully, kissing both of Blaine's cheeks and causing the other man to laugh a little. "Come on, I'll even clean you off."
"How are you so perfect?" Blaine asked, reluctantly sitting up so Kurt could work on getting them both clean, while at the same time emptying the tub and filling it with fresh water.
"I was just born that way," Kurt replied, winking, and Blaine laughed, his eyes sparkling with all the love he held for this man.
…
Saturday was their last day in Paris. They would be moving on for a single show in Monte Carlo on Sunday before heading to Bern, Switzerland. Kurt was sad they wouldn't have more time in The City of Love, and had dragged Blaine to the Louvre Museum after breakfast, followed by a nice, intimate picnic next to the Seine.
They were headed back to the theater for afternoon rehearsal when Kurt noticed someone was following them. He'd stopped to tie his shoe, and had just caught the person ducking out of sight out of the corner of his eye. He frowned, and picked up their pace when he stood again.
"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.
Kurt glanced over at him, casually glancing behind them again, before answering. "We're being followed. I'm not sure, but I think it's the same guy who snapped a picture of me and the tigers between shows last night."
"Wait, what? What do you mean the guy who snapped a picture of you and the tigers last night?"
Kurt frowned. "I meant to tell you about it last night, but I got distracted. When I took the cats out to go to the bathroom, Raja noticed someone lurking in the shadows. I could just make out their shape in the dark before they snapped a picture. They ran away while I was momentarily blinded by the flash."
It was Blaine's turn to frown and he subtly glanced over his shoulder. "I swear to Perry, if we have issues again on this tour with stalkers…" He trailed off, not having an actual threat for it. It almost felt like they were going to become a liability to their amazing security staff. "It might be nothing, but given what happened last year, I think we need to talk to Beiste right away."
Kurt nodded. "I really did mean to tell you about it last night. I'm not trying to blow it off like it's no big deal. Although I'm pretty sure it's just some paparazzi, and nothing too serious."
Blaine let out a sigh. "The only con I see with that idea, is that most paparazzi don't give a damn whether you know they're there or not. This guy sounds like he's trying not to be caught."
Kurt frowned. He hadn't considered that. He glanced over his shoulder once more. "I think they're gone now. I don't see anyone, at least. Let's hurry and get to the theater."
"Right," Blaine said. He did his best to hide it, but Kurt's admission made him feel a bit unsettled. Hadn't they put all that behind them? Sebastian was in prison. Who could possibly be stalking them now?
They went straight to the security office once they got to the theater, telling Beiste everything. The older man frowned. "Well, I can tell you right now it's not Sebastian. He's under suicide watch again until they move him to a more secure facility. And Adam is in the hospital wing of the prison. Seems someone broke his nose and messed up his knee."
Kurt snorted. "How old was the son of the gangster he was making a pass at? I've heard that child predators are often major targets in prison."
Beiste looked at him. "Sixteen. I'll have someone keep a watch for anyone suspicious in the crowd tonight, and Spencer and Alistair will shadow you two from now on."
"Thanks, Sheldon," Blaine said, nodding his head to the man.
Kurt looked contemplative for a moment. "Um...Beiste? Whatever happened to that Chandler kid anyway?"
The big man sat back in his seat. "Last I heard he had restraining orders from each of the celebs he was stalking. He'd moved on to a couple of members of some KPop band, and that guy from that Nickelodeon show, Knight Squad. Owen something or other."
"BTS and Owen Patrick Joyner?" Blaine asked.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "You mean he didn't even learn the first time? Ugh, what a creep."
"I'll have our hacker check in on him to make sure he isn't the one stalking you now, but I doubt it. He seems to have the attention span of a cockroach."
Kurt suppressed a shudder. "Thanks for everything, Sheldon. Sorry to spring this on you." He gave the older man an apologetic look.
Sheldon shrugged. "It's my job."
…
The sound of Arabian Nights theme music filled the theater as the audience waited with anticipation for the next illusion to begin. The curtain was currently closed. A few moments, the music just played until it morphed into the familiar theme of a very well known Disney film.
Suddenly, Blaine ran onto the stage, dressed very much like the street rat and holding a loaf of bread. He was chased by a couple of his assistants dressed as palace guards. Blaine glanced left, he glanced right and then his eyes fell on the theater side balcony and he froze. The audience followed his gaze. Kurt stood on the balcony, hands resting on the railing, Ginger at his side. He was dressed similarly to Jasmine, except if she had been a he instead.
Blaine's captivation was enough for the guards to grab hold of him and he suddenly started to struggle. Kurt left the balcony, leading Ginger away with him. The guards pulled Blaine offstage.
There were several beats of music before Blaine reappeared onstage being prodded in the back by Jake, dressed as Jafar. The curtains parted only enough for a person to slip through in the middle. Jake used his staff to coax Blaine into the entrance. Blaine put his hands up in surrender, turning to the part in the curtains with an awed expression on his face. And then, he disappeared through them and Jake threw his head back and made a mime of laughing.
More beats of music and then the curtains opened all the way to reveal the stage covered in rocks, surrounding a large empty platform. Blaine approached carefully from the left side of the stage, squinting his eyes, as if trying to see something the audience couldn't.
He then stopped and raised his hands and a curtain raised from the platform. It held for a moment and when it fell, a larger than life sized lamp was sitting on the platform.
The audience ahhed in delight.
Blaine crept closer to the lamp, his expression one of amazement, and then he stuck his tongue out and squinted his eyes again, as though trying to read the lamp. He reached forward and rubbed at it, in an attempt to make the words more visible.
Smoke began to billow from the tip of the lamp and there was a flash, and suddenly Elliott appeared in the tip, dressed in much the way he did when he was using his Starchild persona, and arms folded over like a genie.
Blaine took several steps back as the genie mimed talking to him and Blaine mimed back. He eventually clasped his hands together and made the swooning motion of one in love. The audience laughed.
Elliott rubbed at his chin for a moment, before putting his finger up like he had an idea and pointing it at Blaine. There was another puff of smoke and flash and when it cleared, Blaine was dressed like a prince.
Again the audience laughed and clapped.
Blaine spun around and gazed at himself before raising his hands to raise the curtain again. When it dropped once more, the larger scale lamp and Elliott had vanished. Instead, Blaine was holding a much smaller model. He attached it to his pants and ran off the stage, the curtains closing again.
When they reopened moments later, the scene now looked like an elegant bedroom and Ginger was resting at the foot of the chaise while Kurt sat at a vanity doing his hair. Jake entered the scene and Kurt turned to face him, his expression turning dark the moment he laid eyes on him.
Jake moved forward, miming words, and then grabbing Kurt by the wrist. The latter attempted to struggle as he stumbled with Jake pulling him.
Suddenly, Blaine leaped in through a window set at the back. Kurt turned and saw him and mimed for help. Jake hadn't seen him, but at that moment, Ginger took her cue and stage tripped Jake. He fell flat on his face as Kurt scrambled behind Blaine, who pulled the lamp from his pants.
Jake's eyes went wide as he noticed the lamp in Blaine's hands. He brought his staff forward and a laser shot from it. Blaine dodged, somersaulting on the floor, and rubbing the lamp at the same time. Smoke billowed from it as Kurt crouched by the nonexistent wall. The smoke billowed forward and swirled around Jake who looked frightened. There was another flash and then his clothes and staff fell to the floor and a moment later, a snake slithered from the pile of clothes.
Kurt mimed screaming and Blaine made a show of frantically rubbing the lamp again. And with a final puff of smoke and flash, the live snake was turned into a rubber one. Blaine swiped a hand across his forehead in relief. Kurt ran forward, throwing himself into Blaine's arms.
Ginger pounced on the rubber snake just as the final beat played out and Blaine and Kurt froze, locked in a loving embrace.
The audience awed and cooed at the cute couple as they stood and applauded.
…
Jake wiped his face with a towel. When he'd taken this job, he'd thought it wouldn't be any different from any dancing jobs he'd had before. He'd been so wrong. Yeah, there was a lot of dancing, but the stage was hotter, the choreography more intricate, and he had to act as he moved, something he'd never encountered before. Not that he was complaining. He enjoyed challenging himself.
And speaking of challenges, he spotted the vet, Marley, laughing and feeding Raja a treat. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as he took a long drink from his water bottle. His line of sight was cut off, however, when Bree stepped up beside him.
"Got an eye for that pathetic, mommy's girl next door? Please, Puckerman, you can do better than her."
"Who did you have in mind? Surely not you. I'm not interested in becoming a member of the jock-of-the-month club."
Bree narrowed her eyes and placed her hands on her hips, noticing Quinn setting up for another illusion. "At least I had the decency to quit before I actually made that mistake," she said loudly.
Quinn looked over at the two of them, a frown on her face. "If you have something to say, say it to my face, or are you too much of a coward?"
"Hey!" Blaine shouted, having just come back from a quick cleanup and change for his next illusion. He narrowed his eyes at Bree. "I thought our contract made it very clear. Drama of this nature will not be tolerated on this tour. You signed the contract and made a commitment. Assistants and staff have been let go in the past for this kind of snark. We hired you because you had a damn good audition. Do not make us regret it."
Bree put on an innocent expression. "I was just talking to Jake, when she butted in and called me a coward!"
Quinn stared at her for a long moment, crossing her arms. "You've got some nerve if you think Blaine is going to believe you over someone he grew up with."
Blaine just shook his head. "I really don't want a repeat of last year. So, Bree, I suggest you keep your opinions to yourself unless someone asks for them. Quinn, you're on in two minutes. Take a moment to compose yourself. And Jake, you came highly recommended. Mike said you were one of the best. Don't give me any reason to lose my respect for you."
Jake nodded, noticing Marley watching the drama from near Kurt and Blaine's dressing room, where she'd just led Raja, and closed him in with Tobi and Ginger. The vet gave him a shy smile before turning and leaving.
…
blaineys-boogie-shoes: Every new picture that gets posted just makes me smile. Kurt and Blaine are the luckiest guys on the planet to have found each other!
yadivagirl: QueenieG looked so cute tonight, all playful and happy! I'm glad she is enjoying her new life with Kurt and Blaine! And that adorable picture Kurt posted of Raja giving her a goodluck kiss before the show was so sweet!
Candice_T_C: Tonight's show was amazing! Both Kurt and Blaine looked so hot in those Arabian Nights outfits!
syndelllica: That new guy, Jake, looked pretty Yummy, too!
AlwaysDreaming394: I would love to be one of Klaine's volunteers! They always seem to enjoy themselves so much!
MChangChoreography: You're doing a great job filling my shoes, BadRepBoy! Just don't don't make it look so easy, I want my job back at the end of the tour! J/K, bro. You're doing awesome!
QueenieG: Nrum, mreow, grrrnnt, hmng! (translation; That was so much fun! No wonder Raja misses it!)
DaBrat: Jake definitely can rub my lamp any day
…
The adult show was coming to an end, and Kurt was onstage. He wore tight black suede pants and a billowy white shirt. "Before I met the love of my life, everyone would ask me what I looked for in a man. I never knew how to answer them then, because I really never knew what I wanted. Now when they ask me what I see in Blaine, I tell them he makes me laugh." He pulled a laughing mask seemingly out of thin air.
The audience oohed at the simple spectacle.
Kurt smiled. "And of course, he has the heart of a tiger." Tobias was pushed out on stage in a slightly smaller than usual cage, and Kurt hung the mask on the side, then frowned as the song Eye of the Tiger began to play. "I said heart! Not eye!" he said, speaking up to the rafters. The music stopped.
The crowd started laughing, looking up to the rafters as though looking for a radio playing the music or something.
"But mostly, Blaine makes me feel safe!" Elliott handed him a saber, which he also hung from the cage. He then took the curtain Elliott had also brought out, and climbed on top of the cart the cage rested on. He draped the curtain in front of the cage, and then pulled it up over his head. When he dropped it a moment later, the cage was gone, and in its place, Blaine stood, wearing only a faux tiger print loincloth, the saber strapped at his waist, and the laughing mask hiding his and Kurt's faces as they kissed.
The audience burst into applause and standing ovations. There was so much more they could do now that Kurt and Blaine were a magician duo instead of magician and assistant. So many new illusions were being created everyday.
Music filled the room lowly at first until the first notes of Nsync's Bye Bye Bye filled the theater, sending the crowd into a bit of a tizzy because even after all these years, you couldn't help but get up and dance to that one.
That's exactly what Blaine and Kurt did. They tossed the laughing mask aside and started dancing together, Blaine leading so Kurt could show off his penchant for back bends and his flexibility.
While they continued to dance, two boxes were wheeled out onto the stage and Elliott and Quinn swung them open before joining in dancing and for a moment, the four of them did the actual choreography to the song.
Kurt and Blaine timed everything so they danced into the boxes right near the end. Elliott and Quinn shut and latched the boxes again before dancing back off the stage.
On the final, 'Bye bye bye,' the beat blew out and all four sides of the boxes fell, revealing the duo had completely vanished.
The audience roared and cheered, standing once more as they applauded.