It's Really Hard Not to Feel It
There's a bright light and a door. The door is closed but there's enough bright light Illuminating from the cracks surrounding it. Blaine stands in a dimly lit space. A space so sparse of light and lit by too few candles. Not one candle can actually be seen there though, nor can Blaine see where the source of the dim light is coming from. Behind him is darkness -a whole years worth of darkness- and far beyond the darkness is another light. It too is bright yet, not as bright as the light behind the door appears to be.. In the lighted place past the darkness, is music, laughter, and love. The love there is mixed of friendship love, brotherly love, paternal love and maternal love. When he stares in the direction of it he's drawn to it. It feels comforting and known to him. Blaine is afraid of what's coming out from the darkness that is proximately closer to him. He tries to push those familiar sounds away that he knows all to well and wishes to go nowhere near them. He turns slowly away from the darkness and resists the pull from behind him. He moves himself towards the door with the bright light illuminating from behind it. It has sounds coming from behind it that Blaine can't make out. Not yet. Unlike the other two places, these sounds don't have a familiar ring to them. Standing there he can feel the sense of mystery, intrigue, and the unknown. He is drawn closer to an aura emitting from the light thats seeping through the cracks. It's full of a strong sense of Eros love, along with Philia, Ludus, agape, and pragma.
Blaine remembers learning in school how the Greek language has words that convey much deeper meanings for different types of love. It always interested him and made him question why the English language settled only on the one word -love, to describe so many different types of love. Blaine's intelligent brain labels each deep feeling he feels radiating from behind the door. After being drawn a few steps closer still, he's now where he's almost close enough to touch the door, Blaine feels overwhelmed and like this door is too big, to luminous and the decision to open it far to big for him to make alone. He becomes more Leery of the intensity he feels now. He questions what else he may find behind it? What else might he discover lurking behind the door? What if it's meant to trick him? He's been deceived so many times before by people and things he thought he had understood. Panic sets in and the floor under his scared wobbly legs starts to waver and turns into quicksand that he sinks into. Blaine screams out while his feet are being enveloped. He falls down to his knees where the ground becomes instantly solid again and his feet are set free. He doesn't move but stays knelt before the door. He hears a faint voice, but Blaine doesn't look up toward the source of the sound. He keeps his head bowed. The sound of the voice gets louder still- "Blaine?" Blaine?" Blaine thinks he might recognize this voice, it's making him want to look up, it's strong and comforting. It's pulling and pulling him from...
"Blaine, Wake up. I need you to wake up now, Sweetheart. Come on now Blaine, that's it."
Blaine very slowly blinked his eyes open. Kurt watched Blaine's eyes finally flutter open and was relieved. "Good boy, Blaine." Kurt cooed and ran his hand through Blaine's curls as he slowly came about. "You screamed in your sleep." He waited to see signs of awareness behind Blaine's awakening eyes. He continued after he'd gained Blaine's full attention "I thought you might've been having a nightmare." Blaine nodded his understanding looking into Kurt's concerned eyes. Kurt smiled "I'm sorry I had to wake you, but I was worried about you." Blaine nodded again a little less slowly this time. Kurt asked him if he was hungry or needed to go to the bathroom. Blaine shook his head. Kurt informed him that that they were not really all that far from home and that it should take them probably around 40 more minutes to get them there. Blaine nodded again and gave his Master a small smile. Kurt picked up on a reoccurring theme here- Kurt talks, Blaine nods.
"Blaine, I want you to answer me back when I talk to you, I don't want you to be afraid to speak. When I ask you a question I want you to just answer. I also want you to feel free to ask me questions, remember?" Blaine blinked some before answering "Yes, Master. I'm sorry Master" Blaine looked at Kurt in a way that spoke louder than words and Kurt didn't miss the desperation in Blaine to not disappoint him. Kurt reassured Blaine. "I'm not at all upset with you, Blaine. So, you don't have to be sorry. I just want you to remember it's okay to talk to me, to tell me the truth." Kurt paused to think about how to emphasize to Blaine how much he wanted him to tell him exactly how he felt. "I need to know how you really feel Blaine, I'll be able to help you, and make better decisions for us, knowing what you think and feel. Are you really ok? Blaine was getting use to the pleasant feeling of truly being cared for and the safety to speak his mind, not unlike before he was labeled. "I should of just answered you..." he sighed "...instead of just nodding. I was concerned about answering you something that maybe you didn't want to hear. "I'll try harder Master. I was scared that I might answer you wrong and upset you. I want to be good for you." Kurt patted Blaine's knee in comfort. "Blaine, my sweet boy, I think you're better than good enough for me. I think you're perfect for me, actually" Blaine's checks tinged pink then, but it felt good. It felt really good. He maneuvered himself up a little higher in the seat to look Kurt in eye. "Thank you, Sir. I'm so glad you feel it too." Kurt knew immediately the feeling Blaine was referring to, that undeniable thing they had between them. It was difficult to put into words. Kurt laughed, he really just couldn't help himself, and grabbed a strong hold onto Blaine's hand and squeezed it. "Its really hard not to feel IT, isn't it?" He chuckled some more. "I mean it's just so much, the the intensity of it.., like um, it's like a missing piece has been found. It's like coming home. It's having a purpose bigger than my passion for singing or my passion for fashion. Once you get to know me Blaine, you'll understand how really big that is! All of this..." Kurt waved this hand between the two of them "...is the best feeling I've ever felt. It's gloriously euphoric." Kurt smiled wide at Blaine and squeezed his hand again. Blaine had been nodding his head in agreement the whole time Kurt had been adorably babbling. When he realized he had just been nodding he spoke up. "Yes, Sir exactly, Sir. It encompasses all that's good and wonderful. It's the best feeling I've ever felt by far." Blaine blushed more and recalled that feeling of perfectness that surrounded him when he had touched Kurt in the hallway. The intimacy of the act of laying his head back onto Kurt's erection had been intoxicating. And he couldn't help but hope for more opportunities like that very soon. He shook himself from the thought so not to linger on it to long then decided on telling Kurt "I can't wait to discover more with you, Master." He hoped he's kept his statement with in the realm of PG, though his desire was much higher rated. "Thank you, Blaine. I do too." Kurt didn't say anymore for now, he just enjoyed thinking about what's just been shared, and was giving it a chance to sink in. He moved his hand over Blaine's knee in slow circles, absentmindedly, as he drove. Blaine might of tried to put on a PG persona but his 17 year old body had other plans. Blaine's brain had already sent the message to his heart to pump and fill with blood. Blood which had been sent rushing straight down south. Before Blaine knew it, he was dealing with a very hard, interested cock. It easily tented the thin white fabric of his pants, straining the fabric over the tip of his erection. It was obnoxiously obvious to Blaine who stared down at it for what seemed like a small eternity. He knew it would be only a matter of time before Kurt noticed it too. He hoped Kurt's reaction wouldn't embarrass him. He had another fleeting thought too- he's hoped Kurt touched it. His cock bobbed, in agreement, causing the tent on his lap to appear as if it were battling a windstorm. Blaine had his peripherals trained on Kurt, waiting for the moment he'd discover Blaine's situation. Admiring how attractive Kurt was did very little to help ease said situation. Blaine almost opened his mouth to tell Kurt what he'd been dealing with, it might of helped curb his embarrassment rather than having him find out by catching a glimpse. But, Kurt spoke up first, stealing the opportunity to talk from Blaine. "I've been thinking about what happened between us at the Sub house..," Kurt began, then was cut off by Blaine "Me too, Master. I've been thinking about my head rolling back and forth on your lap, feeling your hardness pressed up against me." Blaine paused a second and watched how his words affected Kurt's eyes. They had widened in surprise. Blaine added "You asked for my honesty, Master." Kurt gulped and it was his turn to nod now. Blaine pressed on "Thank you, Master. I loved it, it felt so nice (so hot!) I mean, everything about it felt better than nice and I really can't help thinking about it and, uh,... you." Kurt kept his eyes ahead of him focused on the road, yet he was very much in his head at the same time. All of this was so not what he expected when he went to purchase Blaine, AKA Submissive 5222. He had thought the entire process would of played out quite differently. He definitely wasn't prepared for the intensity in the connection he shared with Blaine. He'd obviously been unable to fight against the powerful pull it had. He'd discovered he didn't even have a desire to fight against it, especially now that he had Blaine sitting there right next to him. Blaine interrupted Kurt's thoughts "Sir?... umm, Sir!" Blaine motioned with both hands to his erected, tented penis. Kurt looked and "oh my Gawd Blaine!", It was unmistakable. Blaine's lengthy cock was very hard under those tented pants. His mind screamed out at him 'pull the damn car over and deal with that! Kurt started to look for a safe place to pull off. "Umm, ok...yeah, I see. He definitely saw! "Give me a minute to find a place to pull over." The hand that had been rubbing circles over Blaine's leg had stilled at the realization. He had then grabbed a hold of Blaine's leg in a tight grip in an attempt to ground himself. Kurt only noticed then how hard he'd been squeezing Blaine. He let go to steer the car into an exit lane of the highway. He thought he most likely caused bruising with how hard his fingers had dug into his Sub's leg. He suddenly got a swooping feeling of excitement at the thought of leaving marks on Blaine. He checked his mirrors and accelerated the car faster down the off ramp. "Everything's good" he reassured aloud. Blaine heard him, but it was taking to long and he was thinking about asking permission to touch himself. He thought better of it though, If Blaine got to make a request he'd rather it be that his Master himself relieves his ache between his legs. Ever since Blaine had called it to Kurt's attention, his need had been intensifying. Blaine tried to think of something else but he'd found it to be impossible. Even the thought of Kurt possibly being upset with him over it didn't help, because that lead Blaine to thinking about Kurt punishing him by asking him to pull down his paints and lay over his lap for a spanking. That train of thought caused Blaine to moan lustfully and buck his hips up into the air. The action was not missed by Kurt who silently curses the road for not having any closer turn outs. The Dom in Kurt, who Kurt had only just become acquainted with hours earlier, instructed him to help his Sub with his situation right away. Kurt looked at Blaine who was struggling to keep it together. His tented paints left relatively nothing to the imagination. Kurt could see easily Blaine's tent pole. Kurt felt his own arousal at the obscenity. He didn't want to wait another second to break down that tent of Blaine's arousal. But he had a ways to drive before he was going to find a place to pull off of the road. Barely registering in his mind, before he said it, Kurt commanded Blaine to wrap his hand around himself but think of like it was Kurt. He told him to hold himself over the thin pants and to pump his hand slowly on his length to relieve a little of his need. Blaine obeyed, being far to gone to be concerned about embarrassment then. Blaine wrapped his hand around his cock and gave it a tug. Blaine pushed his head back hard into the headrest and slowly pumped his scarcely clothed cock. He only had so much usable space that the thin tented cloth allowed, but he made do. Kurt had to force himself to turn away from watching and concentrate on the road. "Good boy" he encouraged Blaine. He caught his movements out the corner of his eye. Blaine hadn't thought it possible to feel any better than he did at the commanded friction on his cock. But When Kurt praised him for it, it blew Blaine's mind and pumped his body full of endorphins. The feeling, on top of the wonderful friction, forced Blaine's hand to still. It was all to much. He'd cum if he kept it up. "Thank you, Master." Blaine responded, it was true, he did appreciate the praise but now, he had another dilemma on his hands- or hand, or whatever. If he continued his ministrations, he'll cum. He hadn't been given permission to cum. So, he stopped pumping himself and hoped that that was what Kurt would want him to do.
Right as Blaine was about to ask Kurt, he felt the car turn in. "Thank God" Kurt said in relief. "I'm going to take care of that for you in just a second, Blaine." Blaine sighed in relief and his cock bobbed hard in anticipation. "Thank you, Master, I can't wait." Kurt looked at Blaine's throbbing cock. It was bobbing and Kurt could looked at its outline through his thin pants. He noticed the round wet stain from where Blaine's tip had rubbed against the fabric. "I can see that." Kurt teased "I can't wait either." Out of the window Blaine saw a dark truck stop. It was virtually empty except for two big rigs at one end of the parking lot. There were lights turned on outside of the only building there. He could make out the writing on the restroom door as Kurt drove past the lighted building. He drove to one of the farthest parking spots in the lot and parked. Before shutting the car off he pushed the trunk release button and looked at Blaine and absolutely loved how desperate he looked. Blaine noticed how Kurt took that second to admire how needy he must look. "Please, Master?" He begs, not just because he'd really like Kurt to get started taking care of him, but because he sensed how much Kurt would appreciate it. "Oh my Gawd, Blaine!" Now that Kurt was finished driving, he became fully aware of how all this was affecting him and his own cock. He pushed his hand into it just to feel the relief of the pressure. He looked at Blaine, then down to Blaine's cock and then back up at Blaine's gorgeous face. He rubbed his hand over Blaine's bare chest just because he could and told him "You keep begging for me. I'm going to get what we need from the trunk. I want to be able to hear you the whole time I'm gone."
Blaine gulped then licked his lips "Yes Sir, Thank you, Sir" Kurt smiled widely at Blaine's thanks for asking him to beg and he absolutely loved it. "Good boy" he told him again as he opened the car door stepping outside into the dark. He turned around and gave Blaine a hungry stare signaling to Blaine to start his begging. Kurt stepped away towards the back of the car. "Please Master don't go. No!!" Please. Master. Sirrrr!!! I'm aching for you. My cock is so hard for you. I NEEEED YOOOU!" Kurt heard when he was almost to the trunk. MY COCK IS LEAKING JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU TOUCHING IT! PLEASE HURRRRRRYYY!" Blaine cried out while Kurt pulled out the blankets from the trunk and slammed it closed. Kurt thought of the wet spot on Blaine's pants and the strain underneath it. The pleading was doing all the right things to Kurt as he walked to Blaine's side of the car, parked next to a grassy area just a step up from the car. "Master? Are you almost here? I'm SO HOT FOR YOUUU! PLEASE PLEASE put your hands on MEEEE! PLEASE USE MEEE, MASTER! IM YOURS TO DO ANYTHING YOU WANT WITH"
Blaine did want Kurt to use him, use him to get himself off. He needed to be used by Kurt. Blaine had been hard for far too long and it was starting to hurt in his balls. He really did need Kurt to do something and fast. "ANYTHING! I'LL DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, MASTER! PLEASE TOUCH MEEE!"
Kurt had just finished laying the blankets on the grass. One spread out flat on the grass and the other he left folded off to the side. Blaine's last pleas had him jogging to the passenger door, when swung open to reveal a beautiful site. Blaine looking so debauched. Shameless in his desire and pupils blown. A light sheen of sweat covered his gorgeous olive skin. His breathing was quick and he stared up at Kurt eyes-a- twinkling in the dimly lit car. The tent in his pants was very erect and the wet spot, that had held Kurt's attention since first noticing it, had grown substantially. Kurt wanted to lick it, taste what it tasted like. "Pleeeaaase, Master?" Blaine begged. "Gawd, Blaine just look at you."
"Master..."
Kurt hovered over him. "I'm here, Blaine; you're so beautiful." It was true. "Let's get you out of the car, huh?" Blaine eagerly moved himself towards Kurt and Kurt placed his hand on the small of Blaine's back to assist him, they moved together over to the blankets. In noticing the folded blanket Blaine fell to his knees on top of it then shoved his face into Kurt's groin. He wrapped an arm around Kurt's butt, pulling him closer still, and moaned into him. Kurt was caught off guard to find himself, standing there, crotch deep in Blaine. Kurt smelled of Jasmine, vanilla and man. Kurt could feel his own throbbing cock, so he was sure Blaine had got to be too. The thought caused him to rut forward. Blaine moaned a whisper of a "yes.." He mouthed over Kurt's length through his pants. "Oh shit, Blaine! Okay umm okay...wait, no, umm wait Sweet boy." Kurt babbled and staggered back out of Blaine's grasp. Blaine looked up at Kurt from his kneeling position and Kurt determined then Blaine the sexiest boy he'd ever seen. "You're so hot. Just look at you. Damn, Blaine."
Kurt then knelt down directly in front of Blaine and did what he'd wanted to do since they first spoke. He kissed him. He took his face in his hands and tilted his head just right. He looked into his eyes and kissed him. It was just lips on lips at first. Blaine hummed into it though, causing Kurt to push himself forward and deepen the kiss from sweet pucker of lips to sweeping of tongues. "I wanted to kiss you" Kurt mumbled the obvious into Blaine's mouth and Blaine's lips turned up. Kurt felt them move under his lips and they couldn't help matching Blaine's. He laughed a tiny bit, not moving from Blaine's lips as they knelt there. Their smiles were pressed together and their teeth clunk together just a little bit. It was sweet and the moment touched both of their hearts. "Kiss me hard, Blaine" Kurt told Blaine. Blaine did.
