Title: We're Sick Like Animals

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Sex, language, mentions of non-con, violence, and future mpreg

Spoilers: General Season 2 spoilers

Word Count: 2,300

Pairings: Kurt/Blaine

Summary:

A/N: No smut in this chapter, sorry! This one is pretty much just fluffy with a little bit of angst. Also, we get an abridged version of Kurt's backstory! His full story, as well as the rest of the pack's will be coming out eventually! The smut returns next chapter, along with the arrival of Karofsky!

"Sit."

Burt Hummel pointed to the two seats in his office, instead of the couch. Even though he knew he was straddling a very fine line with Burt Hummel, Blaine ignored where the man's finger was indicating, and pulled Kurt down to sit practically atop of his lap, on the couch.

Burt glared, but said nothing.

Taking a deep breath, Kurt was the one to speak.

"Dad, look, I know you hate Blaine. I know you still think of me as your baby boy, and at times I'm immature enough to pass as that, but the fact of the matter is I'm seventeen. I'm an Inter…something, and Dad, even though I know I have some of your qualities, I know that I'll only mate once, for life. Like Mom."

Kurt was hoping to earn some sympathy, bringing up his mother, but Burt's glare did not waver. Kurt bit his lip. He couldn't let his father take Blaine away from him, and while the rational part of him was soon scared that Blaine might be scared off by the older Intertiger, the part of him that was quickly growing hysterical was downright terrified.

"I don't care if you think you're old enough to have a mate, I say you're too young." Burt said stubbornly. "I see that you aren't going to change your mind about Blaine. Fine. I'll reconsider next year when you're eighteen. But as long as you live under my roof, then you will simply have to abide by that rule."

"Then he'll move in with me."

Both Kurt and Burt snapped their heads round to look at Blaine. Kurt was looking at him in wonder and happiness, while Burt seemed to intensify his glare and his visible hatred of the young man trying to take his son away from him.

"Mr. Hummel, I'm sorry, but with all due respect sir, by telling Kurt he can't see me, you're not really taking care of him, are you? I know you care about Kurt, and you only want the best for him, but in all modesty, that's me. He could have mated with just any dirtbag off the streets, or Dave Karofsky, an aggressive, sometimes abusive Interwolf at our school. But he didn't. He mated with me. I didn't force him to do it, or bribe him, it was fully consensual on both parts. We're mates, official mates.

"Nowadays, in these modern times, Mating Ceremonies aren't needed for things to be official. As I'm sure you already caught a glimpse of, we already consummated the mating, and that's all that was needed. It's not what most parents want for their children, no, but it was fully necessary at the time. I had just been in a fight, and the hormones are already flying, in preparation for breeding season anyways."

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand. Hearing Blaine talk like this, sounding so official and proper, it was really hot. He wasn't even going to lie, it was turning him on. He had to cross his legs, so not to show his hardening cock.

"My parents travel constantly. They are home for three days out of the week, Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. More often than not they'll venture across the nation, or even out of the country for weeks at time. I haven't seen them in weeks, so Kurt could easily come and live with me. That would probably even be the easiest option for all of us. But I know it's not the option you would want, and Kurt would miss you constantly. However, if you tell me I am forbidden from seeing Kurt, I will ask him to move in with me. As a seventeen year old Interhuman, if he says 'yes', you are legally obliged to let him live with me."

Blaine finished his speech, discreetly taking a deep breath. He knew there was a very good chance that he had made things worse, so that Burt Hummel would kick him out right then and there, but every word he had spoken had been true. He would not allow himself to be separated from Kurt, he loved his mate far too much to do so.

Burt let out a ferocious growl. He hated being backed up into a corner, it was not in his nature. He was the predator, not the prey. But this Blaine character had completely turned the tables on him, made him into the bad guy. He really didn't have many options now.

But he knew he couldn't lose his kid. Sure, he had Finn now too, but Finn was his stepson. Kurt was his son; he had held his tiny wriggling body that had come three months early, squeezed his hand as tears streamed down the face that resembled the woman they were currently burying. It was his job to protect Kurt, and that included from the people who claimed to love him, to care so deeply about him.

However, at the moment, he feared that he might be the one hurting Kurt.

But would it be better in the long run? To forbid Kurt from seeing this Anderson fellow, and save him all the absolute heartache? Burt knew it was different from the Dalton incident, but he still couldn't get that image out of his mind, Finn and Quinn practically dragging Kurt home, his son covered in blood and scratches, his eyes containing pure hurt.

He never wanted to see his son that broken again.

Letting out another frustrated growl, Burt finally spoke. "Against my better judgment, I'll let this happen. You two can be mates, or whatever, and I won't say anything about the sex." Oh god, his baby boy was having sex. Kurt wasn't a virgin. Oh kill him now.

Kurt's eyes went wide with happiness, and he squeezed tightly onto Blaine's hand. The dark haired Interwolf smiled, and opened his mouth to thank his boyfriend's father, but Burt held his hand up, motioning that he was not done quite yet.

"But, I am still the adult, and Kurt is still my child. If I ever here that you hurt him, or if he somehow relates the Dalton incident with you, I will make sure that you never see him again. In fact, you may even be dead. These rules are to protect Kurt, and even you to some degree. So, Blaine, on the days when your parents are home, you are not allowed over here until after seven. I won't forbid you from sleeping in Kurt's bed with him, because I know you will anyways. But whether you think so or not, you need to spend time with your parents.

"On Thursdays you may spend all afternoon with Kurt. Fridays we have our family dinner at seven. You are not family yet, so you're not invited. That may change, but for now the rule stands. After dinner, you may pick Kurt up and take him to your house for the weekend."

Both boys were biting their lips to contain their excitement. This was far better than they had dared to ever hope for.

"You may spend the nights with Kurt, however, Kurt, you'll have to have an open door policy. As long as Blaine is over, the door stays open. There will be no sex under my roof, or in my garage. Do I make myself clear?"

This one was something Blaine had a problem with.

"I can't promise that sir." He said, shaking his head, though he spoke in a respectful manner. Burt glared at him again, but Blaine continued. "I'm sorry, but I'm an Alpha. There will be times when I need to affirm my dominance, or when my wolf hormones are outweighing my human ones. Kurt will have times when he needs me to dominate him. There are just some exceptions that neither of us have control over. However I promise not to have sex in your house, when we are in the right state of mind."

Burt glared, but sighed heavily. He was an Alpha too, he understood that need sometimes. He just did not appreciate thinking about it in regards to his seventeen year old son who had been burned badly by the more complicated aspects of the mating systems before.

"Fine. But in that case, the door stays closed."

XxXx

"Kurt?"

Kurt rolled on his side, so that he was facing Blaine, whose arms were wrapped tightly around him, securing him snugly against his body.

"Yes Blaine?"

Blaine smiled, and absentmindedly rubbed smooth circles into Kurt's soft skin. Knowing that neither of them would ever have to go through a night of separation, a night so awful as the previous one again was definitely a relief. Okay, so there would be times when they couldn't be together for some reason, but for the most part they would spend every night together.

"What did your dad mean, when he said, the 'Dalton incident'?" Kurt instantly tensed in Blaine's arms, and the brunette immediately noticed. He began rubbing soothing circles on Kurt's back, trying to release some of the tension that had gathered under the skin.

"Do you really want to know?" Kurt whispered fearfully. For some reason he had thought that he could escape that part of his life, that he would never have to face it again. He had particularly hoped that he could keep it from Blaine, but already two days into their relationship and he would have to dredge up that awful story, making Blaine push him away.

After all, how could Blaine want him when he was already tainted?

"Yes Kurt, I do." Blaine said, his eyes brimming with sincerity and kindness. "Kurt honey, the second I mentioned it you got so tense. It is obviously causing you a lot of pain, it caused your dad pain. I want to know."

Kurt sighed, and shifted on his side. "Not the full story. I-I'm too tired to go into that tonight, and it involves the full pack. But I'll give you the short version." Even though he wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball under his covers. But he ignored his cat instincts and began to speak.

"Y-you aren't my first mate. I mean, you are!" He quickly amended, seeing the wide eyed look on Blaine's face. "You are, but for a while, I was in courtship with someone else. It was this guy at Dalton, this Alpha. H-he was rejected by his parents, his mom lied about being an Interhyena, and his dad was prejudiced. But that's really no excuse for what he did."

Blaine was slightly tense now too. Whatever happened had caused Kurt pain, so much pain, and Blaine was quickly becoming fearful for his mate. Had he been treating Kurt right? Was Kurt just settling for him because his previous relationship had been so bad?

"H-he wasn't raised, knowing Interhuman rituals, and how we do things. He only knew the bigoted version of things, that Alphas are the manly, dominant species, and Betas are the submissive prey. He seemed nice enough at first, and we began to date."

Kurt took a deep breath, unsure of how much to tell Blaine. How did one tell their current mate about the good times with the person who they were once planning to mate with?

"It was good at first. H-he was my first in a lot of things. My first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first-" Kurt took another deep breath, "My first love." Blaine froze, and Kurt quickly began to speak again. "I-I'm not in love with him anymore, that is so not a problem. But I did love him at one time. Blaine, I promise you though, it was nothing compared to what I feel for you."

"He then started getting some flak from some more prejudiced friends. He thought that being my mate meant that he had to be a dominant partner, that I didn't have any choice any more. He kind of began treating me like a slave, especially like a sex slave. He abused his power over me, because my nature is submissive. So even if we were doing things I wasn't comfortable with, I felt like I had to submit to him."

Another deep breath.

"But then he tried to have sex with me. We weren't officially mated yet, and I wasn't ready for sex. I was beginning to have second thoughts about being with him, and I didn't want to do it. But he couldn't understand that. He tried to force himself on me that night, he tried to r-rape me. Finn found me in time though, and he and Quinn got me home to my dad. T-That's why my dad is so defensive of me. He really liked the guy, and then he found out that he tried to rape me. He-he just doesn't trust people with me."

By this point Blaine felt like crying. His poor Kurt, his Kurt. His mate, all his. Something awful had happened to him, and the injustice of the world was truly painful for Blaine to witness and hear about. That never should have happened to Kurt.

"I am so sorry baby." Blaine said sincerely, drawing Kurt close to his body. Kurt pulled his knees between them, and curled up into a ball, burying his face into Blaine's chest. "It is not fair that something like that happened to such a sweet, beautiful, loving person as you. But I am not sorry that it led you to me, that I was your first. I love you so much baby, and you will always be safe with me."

A voice rose up, muffled and broken from Blaine's t-shirt.

"I know."