A/N
Yay! Early update. This is to act more like the second half of the last chapter, anticipation, then a chapter of its own. I had originally wanted to put all of this into that one chapter- blame life. It was a being a big dick. I think maybe it was hard to follow with so much information jammed into a smaller than normal chapter. So, here's hopefully an eye-opener to what was touched on briefly in the last chapter. Also, a correction I missed in the last chapter was that Blaine was put into a larger than normal cage. It's supposed to read larger than normal cock cage. So I touched on that again in this chapter. Please let me know If I need to explain anything further and I'll try to expand on it in my next chapter. Thanks so much for reading. I own nothing but my love of these characters.
New chapter
Preparations
They had started out tentatively, Kurt learning as they went. They'd taken their time to review the scenes that Blaine had participated in, that had contributed to his temperature dropping. They had gone over edging, being restraining, flogging, nipple clamps, several different types of vibrators, sensory heat with prostate stimulation, and toys including sleeves and a thing called a fleshlight. Blaine had turned several different shades of pink, then red, sharing about and explaining his experiences with Kurt. Kurt had been curious and very intently listening, learning, taking notes, and preparing what they'd need to recreate the scenes where they'd tested Blaine's endurance, stamina, control, and overall fortitude. As Kurt had become more familiar with the scenes, that he'd soon recreate for Blaine, the more comfortable he'd surprisingly became with the whole thing. The plan was to push Blaine to the point where his body temperature would drop, as Kurt expected it would, just as his would, in variation, but spike. Blaine had told him that when high heat was applied to his prostate he was able to, not only withstand it, but also enjoy it. He had came in that scene where he was tested at the Sub-house. It seemed to Kurt, a good idea to see if he could replicate that for Blaine using his body, in turn using Blaine's body to hopefully provide Kurt with enough cooling temperature to keep his overheating at bay. It seemed logical to at least try, though Blaine was still a tad bit skeptical. Blaine was far more concerned for Kurt, than he was for himself. Even though the report stated the fear of hypothermia, Blaine insisted he'd never felt as if he was ever in danger. Yes, he had felt cold, he'd felt freezing actually, but it never pushed him to the point of not feeling well, and the only repercussion he'd experienced the intense need to feel warm again. He never felt dizzy, nauseated, or tired. To the contrary, Blaine had been full of energy, even as he had shivered. The final and most extreme feeling had come only after being awoken from his dream. Before lights out, he had been shoved into the larger than normal cock cage, to accommodate his hard, unsoftening, cock. It had taken him a long time to fall into a restless sleep that night, only to have awoken later to a nightmare of a angry Dom.
All of Kurt's and his preparations had Blaine feeling even more anxious about telling Kurt about the incident with Hunter, but he finally broke on a Tuesday night, as they readied themselves for another night of celibacy and dressed themselves for bed. They had been waiting, again, for Kurt to regain his normal body temperature. Kurt had felt, to do this right, and for their plan to have the best chance of success, that he should start the process at a cool 98.6 degrees. That way, he'd have more room for his temperature to rise, as he figured it would, with each scene he'd be dominating Blaine in. If all went to plan, Blaine would cool to his coldest point right about the time Kurt's temperature would spike. Kurt would need to warm up Blaine, and in turn cool down himself.
It might have seemed outlandish to anyone else, this idea that their bodies, at the peak of their arousals, could somehow appease each other, not only sexually, but physiologically by setting them back to good and righting them right. But from the moment Kurt had laid eyes on the report stating that Blaine's body temperature had run cold, in contrast with the experiences he'd had with running hot, Kurt knew that it was no coincidence - that it had to mean something more, something pivotal to their OTP and his need to dominate and Blaine's need to submit. If he could find them that right balance and bring Blaine there with him, it would work. It had to work.
Kurt missed fucking Blaine and he wanted it bad. He also wanted to be able to do it more often, without needed breaks in between, without him having to give up his need to dominate. Blaine fucking him had been great, it had felt amazing and it had been far better than not spending the night together, but it wasn't the same, and it had left an itch, right underneath his skin, unscratched. Kurt needed to let his dominance run free, he wanted to own Blaine's body once again, and to get to do it often.
It had been two weeks, since the night Blaine fucked him, and he felt as if he'd be back down to normal body temperature within a couple of days; so long as he kept progressing just as he had been.
"Master?" Blaine had been referring to Kurt as Master almost entirely after their night together. Blaine felt as if he should, not only to keep their rolls more defined, especially after he'd fucked Kurt, but because he needed to be in that headspace of submissives to get him through the preparations combined with the lack of sex the last two weeks. He enjoyed being so openly submissive towards Kurt. It felt right, it felt like it was fitting during this time spent in limbo.
"Yes?" Kurt turned to face Blaine as he stepped his second foot into his pajama pants then pulled them up. Blaine smiled, and took a moment to admire the view before answering.
"I need to tell you something." Blaine subconsciously lifted his thumb to his lips and began bitting on his nail. Kurt could read Blaine fairly easily now, and he hadn't missed the cue Blaine sent that he was nervous or unsure of something.
"Come here, my sweet boy" Kurt commanded softly and Blaine did easily, slipping into a kneeling position at Kurt's feet. Kurt let him relax there for a minute or so, scratching at his head. Blaine had been requiring this action from Kurt quite often, as of late. The action of kneeling, and being pet by Kurt, seemed to be exactly the remedy Blaine needed to ease the anxieties Blaine had been feeling over the last two weeks. Kurt didn't mind, he easily made time for it, and it had the added benefit of enacting a similar calming affect on Kurt, as well. When Kurt felt it was time, he had Blaine rise into a hug and then they sat on the edge of the bed. Blaine opened the flood gates, explaining one of the most difficult experiences of his life.
"Hunter was so mad at me." He shared. "I told him the truth about my dream and it only made him more mad. He kept asking me why I would dream of another Master and embarrass him by having to be called out of bed to come and deal with me. He accused me of thinking poorly of him. He called me ungrateful and all sorts of other names. He made me call him my Master over and over again to prove a point. Throughout that entire time I was shivering and still remained hard as a rock. The more he yelled his displeasure at me, the more embarrassed I became, but it did nothing to cease my problems. What he seemed most upset about was that I'd thought of another Dom. But it wasn't as if I had any control over that. It was a dream, Master - A! Dream!"
"I know, Blaine. I know." Kurt ran a soothing hand up and down Blaine's back, alternating rubbing them up and over his shoulders too. "You did nothing wrong." Kurt kissed his cheek.
Blaine gulped back a sob and let the relief of Kurt's words run over him, just as smooth as Kurt's hands did. He knew, even back when he first listened to his fears whisper doubts in his ear, that Kurt would ultimately understand. Telling him now, and seeing that what Blaine already knew he'd known all along come to fruition - it was a relief that he desperately needed. He felt braver now and he let out a breath he'd not been aware he was holding, and allowed the rest to fall from his mouth, along side tears that had caught and held to his long eyelashes, before they fell down his cheeks.
"He iced my cock, even though I was freezing, he did it anyway, and when it didn't take my hardness away fast enough, he slapped me. Several times. Right across my face. He was so angry at me! I-I, I was so scared."
Kurt enveloped Blaine in his arms. He cradled and rocked him, cooing how good, special, and brave he was into his ear. He couldn't believe Blaine hadn't mentioned any of this to him before. And who the fuck did Hunter think he was to inflict that kind of brutality onto anyone, especially to his sweet Blaine. Kurt recalled how Blaine had explained to Kurt how he felt he was one of the lucky ones, and how being Head Master's favorite had allotted him advantages the other Subs hadn't had. Kurt shuttered to think of how much worse it could have gotten than what Blaine had described and how much worse it could still get for any Sub still housed there. It all angered Kurt so much. He kept a hold of Blaine and didn't let go even when Blaine started talking again.
"He was so mad, I was afraid he'd decide to just let me be whipped for not obeying him - for causing a disturbance and disrupting his sleep. The only thing that stopped him was that he didn't want me to be marred at the upcoming auction, because he already thought of me as his. I had been influenced into believing I was his too. Except that dream - that dream had given me just the tiniest bit of hope. That's probably what Hunter had noticed and hated seeing in me the most."
"Oh, baby. I'm so sorry you went through all that." Kurt laced his fingers with Blaine's. "I'm so glad you're mine now. You're all mine and I'm going to love you forever. And thank you for telling me."
Blaine smiled at Kurt and thanked him for listening. "I'm so glad you're mine too, and I'll love you forever also." They spent the next five minutes silently enjoying each other's embrace. Blaine eventually finished by explaining that he'd finally softened only after being sent into solitary confinement, and even then it took him hours (days? Weeks?). He spent all his time there alone, save for the times Hunter would come in and taunt him. He'd get explicit in his talk about what he'd do sexually to Blaine when he'd finally be his. He wanted to watch Blaine get hard and needy for him. Blaine told Kurt that he had been surprised that Hunter had actually kept to the Sub-house regulations, and hadn't taken advantage of Blaine while he was there. But he had kept his hands to himself, as he was required to after the first and only time he ever got to fuck him, but, neither of them had known that. If they had, he was sure things would've played out differently.
Hunter had been obsessed with Blaine. Blaine had been privy to whispered conversations outside of Hunter's office, while he'd been left kneeling in the corner. Hunter had it bad and people talked about it and that he should be more careful about overtly showing preferential treatment to Sub 5222. Blaine figured if Hunter had known it was going to be his last chance at Blaine, he would've found a way to get to him again. If Blaine had known Hunter would never get another chance at him, he would've allowed himself to become accustomed to the idea of not becoming Hunter's. If he had known his exceptional fortune of ending up with Kurt, he would've had the strength and fortitude to dismiss Hunter, and the things he said to him all together.
"I'm sorry I ever sat you down at a table with him, or corresponded with him after that." Kurt's voice was sad and sincere in his apology.
"Oh, Kurt, no..." He shook his head against Kurt's chest. The use of Kurt's name from Blaine's lips really caught his attention, it had been awhile since Blaine had used it.
"...Don't be. I understand. We needed him and his knowledge. We needed to pick his brain about the one true pairing and what that could mean for us. I can appreciate that he gave us the information. I'm able to separate the man from his mistakes. I can even go so far as to say I can let a lot of what he did go because he didn't end up with me, now did he?" Kurt shook his head at at Blaine, amazed by the young Sub's sage ways. "So it's ok that we used him for help. He owed me that much, right?"
"Right." Kurt answered , not completely convinced that he didn't do more harm than good by corresponding with Hunter, but he should give Blaine the benefit of the doubt and trust that he really was okay with excepting it.
"You're amazing Blaine. I'm so proud of you for being so strong even in the wake of all you went through."
"I've grown in strength because of you, you know?"
"Oh, Blaine I don't know, I'm pretty sure I carried a boy, who was damn strong on his own accord, right on out of those Sub-house doors."
"Maybe," Blaine blushed and looked at Kurt from beneath his lashes "But I'm stronger now. I'm stronger when I'm with you."
"We're stronger together."
"Yes, Master. We are."
They kissed until they were both hard and panting. Blaine pulled back first, concerned that it might've been to much for Kurt, and he really didn't want to do anything to jeopardize getting to play with his gorgeous Dom as soon as possible.
As if Kurt had read his mind, Kurt followed Blaine's lead in cooling things down, but lifted Blaine's hand to his lips and kissed it.
"No more than two more days, baby. I think I'll be back to good by then, and then I'm going to dominate the hell out of you." Kurt's pupils dilated and made his eyes go dark. They were both eager for that, and for trying new things together. Blaine's more than pleased to recognize Kurt's enthusiasm.
"Two days? Okay, Master, it's a date." Blaine winked at him than added "I'm very excited too."
Kurt thought, first, 'cheeky', than 'good'.
