Title: We're Sick Like Animals
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, language, future mpreg
Spoilers: General Season 2
Word Count: 2,150
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, Artie/Brittany/Santana
Summary: In a society where human animal hybrids run amok, Alphas are the dominant species, over humans, or Beta hybrids. An Alpha needs a Beta to feel complete, to feel whole. Blaine needs Kurt to be complete
A/N: Okay, so here's the pack meeting, along with more of Karofsky!
"You know, I think we should have a pack meeting soon."
Blaine looked at Kurt, who was munching thoughtfully on his salad. They were eating lunch in the cafeteria, sitting on the window sill, as opposed to the tables. Other couples occupied other unorthodox places, while teachers tried to shoo them from their spots, to no avail.
"Hmm, you're probably right you know." Blaine said, stealing a tomato from Kurt's salad. The brunette playfully slapped his hand away, and ran his hand through Blaine's dark curls.
"I mean, we haven't really been acting like a pack since we transferred here, and I feel bad. Especially since Brittany is going through all of her mating drama."
Blaine nodded. "You mean since we mated. And personally, I think Brittany doesn't mind, it's Santana and Artie with the drama."
Kurt nodded sadly, glancing over at the blonde, who was currently sitting on Artie's lap. Santana was alternating between sending Britt sweet glances, and glaring daggers at the boy sitting in a wheelchair.
"Poor Artie, and poor Santana. I feel bad for them." Casting his gaze around the cafeteria, Kurt muttered under his breath, "Poor Dave."
Blaine's grip around Kurt's waist tightened slightly. He knew that he was in no danger of losing Kurt to Karofsky, but Blaine really wasn't in a hurry to get Kurt close to the other Interwolf. Maybe it was because he had been in competition with Dave Karofsky since Kindergarten. Maybe it was because Karofsky purposely said things about Kurt when they were alone, to antagonize Blaine. Maybe it was a lot of different things. All Blaine knew for sure was that he definitely did not like it.
"You know, why don't we invite Dave to the pack meeting?"
Blaine choked on the bit of apple he was eating, and he knew that if he had been drinking water, he would have spat it out over everything. Kurt patted him on the back several times, and finally his throat cleared.
"You want to do what?" He asked Kurt, looking at his boyfriend as if he had lost all sanity. And he was pretty sure that was exactly what had happened. Why the hell would Kurt want Dave Karofsky, the other Interwolf vying for Kurt's affection at the pack meeting?
"I told you, I want to invite Dave! Look, Blaine, there's nothing to worry about. I love you, and you're not in danger of losing me to Dave. But you said it yourself, he's a bit of a lone wolf. He hangs out with Azimio, but he's human. He just doesn't get it. You at least have Mercedes-who is amazing by the way-and the glee club. Dave really doesn't have anyone."
"And you really want to be that someone for him? Kurt, you're supposed to be my someone!"
Kurt smiled, and leaned across the window sill to kiss Blaine. It was a light kiss, until their mouths parted slightly, and their tongues touched at the tips. They parted and went back in for more kisses several times, Kurt reaching up his hand to cup Blaine's cheek.
"We have to stop." Blaine gasped out. "Otherwise I'm not going to want to."
Kurt smirked cheekily at him. "You are my someone Blaine, I promise. Besides, who said we have to stop?" And he leaned in again, practically shoving his tongue down Blaine's throat, sucking and exploring, causing the Interwolf to moan.
"Kurt, we're at school!" Blaine cried, pulling Kurt off of him slightly.
Kurt pouted. "That never stopped you before. Besides, we're Interhumans Blaine. There are places we can go. Now do you want to sit here wanting me until we can get home and not have sex, thanks to my dad's open door policy, or we can go to the bathroom, put an 'out of order' sign on it, and I can let you fuck me so that I can't walk. Now which option sounds better?"
Wordlessly, and almost instantaneously Blaine was on his feet, dragging a laughing Kurt with him to the nearest bathroom they could find.
Neither of them noticed David Karofsky watching the pair of them from narrowed eyes.
XxXx
"You want me to what?"
Blaine glared at Karofsky slightly over Kurt's shoulder. After their 'lunch break' in the bathroom, Kurt had somehow managed to convince Blaine to ask Karofsky to come to the pack meeting. Blaine was none too happy about it, but he could hardly refuse Kurt. After all, the boy had him whipped to the bone.
"We want you to come to our pack meeting tonight. It starts at eight, we thought you'd like to see how we work. In…in case you wanted to join."
Blaine's mouth dropped open. Wait, what? What the hell? Now all of a sudden Kurt wanted Karofsky to join the pack? They had not agreed upon that!
Karofsky looked at Blaine, and smirked. "I'd love to Kurt, but I don't think your boytoy would be too happy about that. And I wouldn't want to do anything to anger you." Blaine growled slightly, under his breath. Karofsky had been nothing but rude and derogatory towards Kurt, when he was talking alone with Blaine. Sure, that was more to irritate Blaine than anything, but it still made Blaine mad, knowing that Karofsky could refer to Kurt as his 'fucktoy', yet act perfectly sweet and charming to his face. It really made Blaine want to engage in a fight with Karofsky. But for Kurt's sake he wouldn't. Not yet anyways.
"Oh don't worry about Blaine, he'll be nice." Kurt said, sending Blaine a look that clearly said, 'or else'. Blaine really didn't want to think about what that unspoken 'or else' was.
Karofsky smirked at the exchange. "Wow, gotta say Anderson, I'd never see the day when someone put a leash on you." Blaine growled threateningly, and tightened his grip around Kurt's waist, trying to keep himself centered. He couldn't shift so close to Kurt. He didn't want to lose control of his temper.
"Dave." Kurt said with a frown. "Blaine will be nice, but you have to be nice as well."
Karofsky gave the pair a wolfish smile.
"I can do that."
XxXx
Blaine hated to admit it, but the meeting was going a lot better than he had originally thought. Kurt was sitting on his lap, and Quinn was sitting next to them, smiling at their 'adorableness'. Finn was sitting beside her, sending her torn glances every now and then. Brittany was currently eating cheese from between Artie's fingers, but she was allowing Santana to nuzzle her neck. Dave was sitting awkwardly across from Finn, and he kept shooting Kurt longing glances, none of which Kurt noticed. Blaine was torn between happiness that Kurt was paying Karofsky no attention, and irritation that Kurt didn't notice how bad this idea was.
"So first order of business, new members. You guys all know Blaine." Kurt gestured behind him towards Blaine, who gave a slight wave. They all knew each other, but it was a pack meeting, and things were going to go formally. "He's my mate, and that means he's going to be the Alpha of the pack." Kurt glanced at Quinn. "Will you be okay to that?"
Quinn nodded, and shot Kurt a sweet smile. "Yes. I'll listen to him, though I'd like to reserve the right to say no if Blaine gives me an order that I don't agree with, or something that conflicts with my morals." Both Blaine and Kurt nodded. It sounded fine to them, and the blonde seemed happy to consent to Blaine being the Alpha over her.
"Alright. I'll just go ahead and conduct the meeting for old times' sakes, and to let Blaine get a feel of what we usually do."
Finn frowned. "But dude, we usually go bowling, and talk a little about what's going on, and call it a meeting."
Kurt sighed loudly, and Quinn rolled her eyes. Brittany perked up, and nodded along with Finn.
"Finn, that's what we do when there's no actual business to take care of. Besides, we could do that in Westerville, but you know that the bowling alley here in Lima is awful." Finn let out a string of protests, but Santana and Quinn nodded along with Kurt.
Turning his attention to the two Interhumans flanking Brittany, Kurt inclined his head towards the pair of them. "Welcome Santana and Artie. Er, sorry, but I don't exactly know what you shift into, so if you don't mind…"
"I'm an Interjaguar." Santana said silkily, and Quinn raised an eyebrow. Of course she was. Why didn't that surprise them.
"And I'm an Interchimp." Artie said, and gestured down towards his wheelchair. "Turned out to be helpful in the end. Plenty of upper body strength."
"Yeah, he's like super buff under all those sweater vests." Brittany said in a deadpanned voice. Quinn and Kurt snickered into their glasses, Quinn's filled with citrus juice, and Kurt's filled with warm milk.
"Um, okay, well, we don't really need to know about your guys' sex lives, but, uh, how are you doing the mating process?"
The three of them exchanged looks. Well, really, Artie and Santana exchanged a look over Brittany. "We're trying out a polyamorous relationship." Artie said, shifting his glasses. "I mean, it's taking some getting used to, due to some," he coughed, "different preferences, and power shifts, but we both love Brittany, and we want to make it work."
Kurt nodded, and sighed. "Okay, that's great for you guys. And as soon as you guys have the Mating Ceremony you'll be officially part of the pack. But, I want to make something clear. There are a lot of Alphas. I know that you two are mated Alphas, but still, it can possibly cause problems. Blaine is the Alpha of this pack. He's the leader. His word, goes. I'm a Beta, but I'm still mated to the pack's Alpha, which gives me ranking over you. Quinn has been a part of this pack for the past seven years, so she has authority too. And when Finn is in his Alpha mood, so does he. But I really don't foresee there being any issues, since most of us are mated."
Finn looked sadly down at his plate, and Kurt's heart went out to him. He knew how hard it would be for his stepbrother to mate, but he had faith that the tall teenager would someday find the perfect person for him.
"Also, this is Dave. I-I've been thinking about letting Dave join the pack."
There was an outbreak of noises and whispers, and Quinn frowned in Kurt's direction. Seeing the slight fall in Dave's face, Kurt raised up a hand to halt all conversation.
"I'm not saying it's definite. I just think that we should start hanging out with him some more, seeing if he's the right fit for the pack."
Brittany nodded. "That's a good idea. Lots of people are more fun for orgies."
Suddenly all eyes were on her, and Kurt was choking slightly on his words.
"No. No orgies Brittany. Just…no."
The blonde frowned. "Why not? They're more fun! I call dibs on Kurt and Blaine. I've always thought that Kurt has a nice ass, and it would be awesome to tap two gay guys."
Blaine couldn't hold it in. Clutching tightly onto Kurt, he burst out into peals of laughter. He already loved the vivacious blonde, and he was greatly looking forward to more pack meetings, especially of the bowling variety. Kurt shook his head, bouncing on Blaine's shaking body.
"Okay, well, when you guys decide on a date for your Mating Ceremony, let us know, and uh, we'll do the same." Kurt managed to get out, between bursts of laughter. "Meeting adjourned."
And with that Blaine began tugging him up to his bedroom. Poised at the bottom of the stairs, Kurt turned around to the rest of the pack still sitting down.
"Oh and guys? No orgies while we're up there. We want a part of the fun too." And with a wink, he was leaping up the stairs, leaving Blaine staring after his disappearing boyfriend in wonder.