Last time on "Love Me Not"…

By the time classes were over, he felt like he was well in control over his siren nature. Now it was time to learn more. While Blaine was in Velocity rehearsal, Kurt wandered through the campus library, gathering several books on mythological creatures before opening his laptop and consulting Wikipedia.

After reading the website and sorting through the books for over an hour, Kurt stopped and rubbed at his temples. He had learned nothing new. Sirens were always women and for the most part, lived in the sea. Their siren song would attract men and the sirens would then kill them, mostly by drowning. They had so many different names, it boggled the mind. They didn't exist in modern day, there were no current stories of incidents with sailors and sirens. No odd tales of children or males born with siren capabilities.

Kurt realized he was a freak of nature.

Kurt texted Blaine, hoping he was out of practice.

Kurt: Are you done yet?
Blaine: Almost. What are you doing?

Kurt: Studying up on sirens and realize there's a whole lotta nothing out there as far as info. I'm a freak of nature.

Blaine: Yeah, but you're MY freak of nature. 3

Kurt: Meet me in my room after practice and we'll see how much of a freak I really am. :D

Blaine: O.O I'm on my way…

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Thanks to practice running long, Blaine never made it to Kurt's room. Their luck continued that way for the rest of the week. Kurt had spent his lonely nights working hard on the school work he'd missed when he'd been out of school for the biopsy on his throat. He was determined to make the Dean's list, so he put extra effort into each assignment. Though they didn't get to go out at all that week, Kurt and Blaine spoke every night before they went to sleep. Blaine would once again bring up the idea of auditioning for the choir, Extreme. Kurt would once again remind him that he wanted to make absolutely sure he was in control of his voice before putting himself out there.

Though Kurt was confident of his control during and between classes and in other normal speech, it was when he grew angry or filled with laughter that he found himself struggling. He'd gotten odd looks several times when he would burst out with laughter only to cut himself off when he saw the violet sound waves escaping him. On Wednesday, he'd been shoulder checked in the stairwell on his way to French class. He'd turned and was about to go off on the imbecile when he'd tasted that intense, but bitter flavor that came with the violet tones. Instead, he'd growled under his breath and walked on to class. Next time, he may just shoulder check the asshole back.

Friday found Blaine waiting for Kurt outside his last class. He missed his boyfriend and was determined that they would spend quality time together this weekend.

"Blaine!" Kurt's voice carried before he could even see him. When Kurt turned out of the classroom, Blaine stared at him, his body hardening. Kurt was wearing black skinny jeans, white boots, and a skintight short sleeve blue t-shirt. He looked positively edible.

"Earth to Blaine," Kurt said with a chuckle.

Blaine met his amused eyes with a grin. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize I'd have some delicious man candy in front of me. I figured you'd be wrapped up in a coat and scarves. I had planned on taking you home and unwrapping you. But now, I just get to stare at every delectable inch of you," he said. As he'd spoken, he'd walked closer and closer to Kurt, directing him back against the wall until he finished speaking right next to his ear. It only took a tilt of his head to be able to wrap his tongue around his boyfriend's earlobe.

Kurt gave a needy whine as chill bumps broke out all along his flesh. Blaine continued to suck and nibble along his ear until he reached Kurt's neck. "Kurt, baby?"

"Mm?" Kurt moaned softly.

"Will you top me?" Blaine heard Kurt's sharp intake of breath. "I've been dreaming about your cock and how it would feel deep inside me. I won't push it if you aren't comfortable with it yet, but I've jerked off so many times this week just thinking about it, that I had to at least ask."

Kurt pulled back and stared into Blaine's golden eyes. He knew his own eyes were dark with lust. The picture Blaine had painted was enough to harden his body quickly. Did he want to top his boyfriend? Oh hell yes!

"I would love to," Kurt said. Nerves suddenly hit him and he blushed. "You'll have to guide me through it so I don't, you know, hurt you or anything."

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's trim waist. Kissing him softly, he brought Kurt's chin up to make eye contact. "You will be perfect. Everything will be perfect."

"Well, I am a perfectionist," Kurt pointed out with a saucy grin.

"You know what would make it even more perfect?" Blaine asked, matching Kurt's grin.

"What is that?" Kurt said, nuzzling into Blaine's neck.

"If we could pick up some food and go back to your place right now before I come in my pants," Blaine panted. Just the feel of Kurt's nose and chin sliding down his neck made his body come to life.

"Yes, ohdeargodyes," Kurt agreed, grabbing Blaine's hand and leading him to the campus café. They grabbed some sandwiches, burgers, and drinks before heading up to Kurt's room.

Kurt locked the door and closed the blinds as Blaine put the food in the mini fridge. They turned at the same time and their eyes met, fire practically sparking between them. Rushing into each other's arms, they kissed hungrily, sucking and licking into each other, their hot tongues stroking. Kurt moaned into Blaine's mouth, his hands reaching down to pull the checked shirt out of Blaine's pants, his hands roaming on the warm flesh of his torso.

"Clothes off," Kurt bit out.

"Absolutely," Blaine agreed.

They separated just far enough so they could quickly strip out of their clothes. Kurt didn't even fold his clothes. He was too needy for Blaine's skin against his own. He pulled a naked Blaine onto the bed, wrapping their arms around each other as they kissed again.

"I need you, Kurt," Blaine whimpered. "I have this ache in me that only you can fill."

"Damn, Blaine, you're killing me here. How do you want to do this?" Kurt asked, suddenly feeling nervous. Blaine obviously wanted this badly and he did not want to ruin it for him.

"Relax, baby, we're going to be perfect together. In my fantasies, I'm riding you. What do you think?" Blaine asked, running his tongue down Kurt's chest until he was sucking lightly on his nipple.

Kurt moaned. "I can't really think right now, but it sounds good to me. So you would control everything?"

"Basically. I think it would be good for your first time," Blaine said, moving over to his other nipple. "I, um, was hoping you would say yes, and I, uh, already prepped myself before I came to get you."

"Blaine, you naughty boy!" Kurt teased, running his fingers through Blaine's dark curls.

"Now I just need you to be rock hard and we'll be ready to go," Blaine said darkly. He looked up at Kurt from under his lashes before diving down and sinking all the way down on Kurt's cock.

"Ung!" Kurt cried. He couldn't take his eyes off the gorgeous sight of his boyfriend with his wondrous lips wrapped around his cock.

Blaine hollowed his cheeks and bobbed his head. Kurt was trembling under him and Blaine knew he was ready. He reached for the nightstand drawer and pulled out the bottle of lube. He got his hand slick and began stroking Kurt, loving the desperate cries that were coming out of his boyfriend.

Straddling him, he looked into Kurt's lust-blown eyes. "You ready, baby?"

"Yes," Kurt whispered. "Just tell me what to do."

"I want you to lay there and enjoy this. I'll do all the work," Blaine assured him. Sitting up, he rubbed his lubed fingers across his ass, closing his eyes with the sensation. "Okay, baby. I'm going to lower myself onto you. If you feel anything weird or wrong, just let me know and I can stop."

"I trust you," Kurt said.

Blaine smiled and lowered himself down until Kurt's cock was rubbing across his ass. Moaning, he held tight to Kurt and slowly started to sink onto him.

Kurt couldn't believe the intensity of what he was feeling. Blaine's ass was tight and so hot. It was almost overwhelming. But the feeling of pleasure and rightness about the situation kept him grounded and in the moment. Blaine continued to slide onto him inch by inch and Kurt couldn't take his eyes off the visual feast in front of him. His cock slowly disappearing into the magnificently tight hole was a picture he would never forget.

Blaine was finally seated to the hilt and gave a low moan of delight. "Take my hands," he whispered.

Kurt slotted their fingers together and felt Blaine push against his hands to rise up before dropping back down. Kurt cried out at the sensations.

"Can I go faster?" Blaine muttered.

"Oh yes," Kurt replied, nodding furiously.

With that, Blaine began riding him, plunging up and down, rolling his hips back and forth. Kurt began a steady cry of bliss and agony and never wanted this moment to end.

But it was going to end anyway. "B-Blaine, I'm gonna come!" Kurt warned him as the heat coiled viciously in his stomach.

"Me… me too," Blaine said, his rhythm stuttering as he lost control.

Kurt felt tiny tremors inside Blaine's body and felt the heat burst. He shouted Blaine's name as he came, filling Blaine's ass.

Blaine felt Kurt come and without a single touch, he came hard, his come shooting across Kurt's belly and chest.

Later, after they'd cleaned up, they sat back on the bed with sandwiches.

"Blaine, how do you ever decide whether you want to top or bottom? I will never be able to make up my mind, now. Both positions are so freaking incredible. I love the full feeling of you inside me and I equally love the tight heat of your ass," he said frankly.

"That's why you and I are both switches. We can do either position quite happily. It will depend on our moods and if either of us are really wanting a certain position. And if it gets really hard to make up our minds, then we just have to have sex twice in one night. I mean, yes, it's a sacrifice, but I think we can be adult enough to do it," Blaine said with a grin.

"Well, I can be adult enough," Kurt said, chuckling. "I don't know about you."

Blaine reached down and tickled him. "Oh really?!"

They fell asleep in each other's arms, soft smiles on their faces.

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The next afternoon found them at the city park, having a picnic lunch. They discussed everything they could think of. Blaine's family, Kurt's mom, stories about their experiences at high school, how they came out to their loved ones. Blaine shared how he wanted to be a professional musician, to write songs and make albums. Kurt was still adjusting to not being in gymnastics, something he'd hoped to pursue into actual competitions. He had spoken to his coach after he'd gotten control of his voice, but he told Kurt the other guys weren't comfortable with him around. Nobody had understood what exactly had happened that day and Kurt couldn't blame them. The coach had given him some names of private coaches, firmly believing Kurt had promise. Unfortunately, having a private coach was very expensive and Kurt couldn't afford it, much less ask it of his dad.

Blaine said he was taking the picnic basket back to the car and he'd be right back so they could take a walk.

Kurt found a patch of wildflowers and knelt by them, inhaling their fresh scent. He began to hum, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of nature around him. His wordless song took on a light blue hue, and he let it continue, curious about the single color leaving his throat. Suddenly two monarch butterflies began fluttering around him. He hummed a little louder, encouraging the light blue to wind around the beautiful creatures. As he did so, he held out his hand and the orange toned insects settled on his fingers, their soft wings beating against his hand. With his other hand, he took out his phone and snapped a picture, pleased when the butterflies stayed.

In complete awe, Kurt slowly made his way to the parking lot, eager to show Blaine what had happened. The song continued to come out of him, though he had no idea what it was or where he was taking it. It felt right and good.

Looking up so he didn't trip, he smiled, approaching Blaine's silver sedan. His smile melted as he took in the picture before him. Blaine was leaning back against the car a wide grin on his face. Leaning against Blaine was a tall guy, thin but well built with medium brown hair. As Kurt watched, the man took his hand and ran it down Blaine's side before settling on his hip.

Unbidden, an animalistic growl escaped him, making the butterflies scatter. The guttural sound continued, tones of angry blacks and reds coloring the noise. Possessiveness overwhelms him and as he reached the men, he gripped Blaine's arm, yanking him over and behind him.

"Who the hell are you and why are you touching my boyfriend," Kurt growled.

The man snickered. "So this is Kurt, huh? I'm Sebastian Smythe. I'm Blaine's ex. I was his first boyfriend, well, I was his first everything, if I remember right," he said mockingly.

Kurt could feel rage welling up in him, pure fury.

"Hey, killer, you didn't need to keep this one hidden from your old friends. I mean, he could get away with calling himself a girl, what with that voice and general paleness. Your parents might like him if he showed up in a dress. I bet he wears dresses, doesn't he?" Sebastian said, his gaze belittling and cruel as he talked to Blaine but glared at Kurt. "You know if you were this desperate for a man, you could have called me. I know you still have my number."

Kurt's anger and feelings of possessiveness exploded from him in a loud shriek of rage. Going on instinct, Kurt pushed the black and violet sound directly at Sebastian like it was a physical presence.

Sebastian is pushed backward by the force of the sound waves. The man started screaming as the black and violet rage filled him with hate and self-loathing.

Blaine stepped forward, staring in shock at Sebastian. He turned to look at Kurt, feeling afraid of him for the first time ever.

"Kurt," he whispered. "What the hell did you do?"

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I am so sorry it's been six months since I updated. I do intend to finish this though and have already plotted out the next few chapters. I intend for Kurt to discover more 'powers' and aspects of his siren side, and that's where I need your help. What kind of powers do we want to see him have or grow into? They don't all have to negative or positive, I'd love to hear any ideas. Leave it in a review or a pm. Hope you enjoyed the update!