"James Dean and Marlon Brando," Blaine stated as he got into Kurt's car to head to school the next day.
"Good morning to you, too," Kurt teased, leaning in, hoping for their morning kiss.
"I mean for Prom," Blaine explained, grinning as he kissed Kurt.
"Were they a couple?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Rumoured to be in a Master/slave relationship," Blaine said. "But I've got other suggestions as well."
"Oh?" Kurt smiled adoringly.
"Jack and Ianto from Torchwood? Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka? Kirk and Spock? Young Dumbledore and Grindelwald? Deadpool and Spiderman?" Blaine suggested. "Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes?"
Kurt snorted at Blaine's last suggestion. "If I wasn't planning it, I'd think this was a ploy to get me to dress up as Captain America."
"You'd look handsome," Blaine urged.
"Are they even a couple?"
"Technically, no, in the comics" Blaine admitted. "But the movie could go in a different direction."
"We'll see." Kurt laughed as they arrived at school.
"So how many Romeo and Juliet's do you think are going to Prom?" Kurt muttered to Blaine as they passed by one of the posters he helped make.
"Kurt, is the theme so you can watch how uneducated you think some of the people in this school are?" Blaine asked, amused
"It's harmless," Kurt admitted.
"Well I bet there's at least one Bella/Edward. And it's a cheerleader and a football player," Blaine teased.
Kurt made the announcement in Glee Club and immediately his head fell into his hands at Rachel's comment.
"We'd be the perfect Romeo and Juliet, Finn," Rachel said. "We even almost had a taboo wedding!"
Blaine couldn't help but laugh.
"No one in Glee Club is allowed to go as Romeo and Juliet. Or Tony and Maria," Kurt told them. "Also Figgins says we're the entertainment this year again."
"How about Angel and Collins?" Blaine suggested as they got into Kurt's car to go home.
"I think we'd probably get beat up if either of us tried to dress like Angel," Kurt pointed out.
He turned to Blaine, suddenly realizing something. "Did I tell you about the kid that came to talk to Mercedes and I?"
"I don't think that really applies right now, Kurt. Wasn't she transgender?" Blaine told him giving Kurt a weird look.
"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant she's brave. But I can't see that happening at McKinley," Kurt explained.
"I think I like the suggestion you made earlier about Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka. I really looked up to them when I was growing up. How they were out and proud and in love," Kurt continued.
"Plus we can still wear tuxedos," Blaine added.
"Plus we cab still wear tuxedos" Kurt smiled. "Any chance for fashion."
"So who are you supposed to be?" Burt asked confused.
"Glinda and Fiyero from Wicked," Rachel insisted.
"And you are?" Burt asked, looking toward Kurt and Blaine.
"Neil Patrick Harris and Blaine is his boyfriend David Burtka," Kurt explained.
"I didn't realize he was gay," Burt mused.
"He came out in 2006," Blaine supplied.
"Okay, couples together so we can start this photoshoot!" Pam stated, moving them to get the right lighting.
The two couples let their parents take their Prom photos and soon they were on their way.
Kurt surveyed the gym. It looked exactly how he wanted. All of his hard work had paid off.
The only issue was half of the people in attendance ignored the theme. But that meant the other half had followed it and he could live with that. Even if a lot girls picked a Kardashian.
Kurt walked with Blaine around and counted the cliche characters.
"There's so many Bella and Edwards!" Blaine laughed.
"I've counted ten Romeo and Juliet's. And I think by the end of the night at least half of those couples won't be," Kurt mused, referencing the Romeos who weren't sticking with their own Juliets.
A slow song started and Kurt offered Blaine his hand as they went to the dance floor.
Kurt held him close.
"I can't believe we graduate in a month," Blaine sighed, resting his head against Kurt's chest.
"Sometimes I think it's a dream and I'll wake up and you'd be a junior," Kurt confessed.
"Me too," Blaine agreed. "But it's real."
A few weeks later, they were sitting in the mall eating ice cream, when Blaine spoke.
"I was thinking maybe we could continue our education," Blaine started.
"I'm sure our letters are on the way, Blaine. We don't need to be planning an alternative," Kurt comforted him.
"I am worried about that, but I meant our relationship. I'd like to unpause, amour," Blaine said, worried that Kurt wouldn't want to be his Dom again.
"Oh. Oh. Of course, baby," Kurt said, relieved. "I'd love to."
"I think maybe if you Dom me it would help with-"
They heard a loud splash and looked over at the noise.
"Oh my god. That's Tina," Blaine said, rushing over. "I can tell by the shoes."
"Did she hit her head?" Kurt asked, concerned. "Oh my god, that's $25 a foot." Kurt rescued the cloth from the fountain.
"Kurt, focus. Help me get her out," Blaine fretted.
Kurt and Blaine picked her up and laid her down next to the fountain.
"I know CPR," Blaine said before starting to perform it. It took three sets before she reacted and spit out some of the fountain water.
"Are you okay?" Blaine asked concernedly.
"It was amazing!" Tina declared. "You were Puck and Kurt was Finn and he wanted to touch my, well Rachel's boobs."
Kurt shot Blaine an uneasy look.
"I think maybe you need to go to the doctor," Blaine informed her. "Make sure everything is okay. And reassure Mr. Shue that you can perform."
Kurt drove Tina to the doctor while Blaine drove her car behind them.
After Tina assured them that she'd call her parents or Mike to come stay with her, they left and drove back to Blaine's house.
When they got back to the Blaine's house, Kurt pulled Blaine upstairs.
"Lay down. Shirt off," Kurt said lazily as he locked the door.
Blaine followed directions as Kurt went into Blaine's closet and pulled out their box. He brought it out and put it on Blaine's bed.
"Do you-Are you ready to wear my collar again?" Kurt asked, clutching it tightly in his hands.
"Yes, amour," Blaine responded with a grin. He wouldn't have brought it up if he wasn't ready.
He didn't realize that Kurt missed this so much that he had to do it immediately.
"Sit up," Kurt commanded.
Blaine let himself follow Kurt's orders. Kurt secured his collar with a tiny smile, kissing the skin where it rested.
"Don't take this off again without my permission," Kurt demanded as a thrill went through his body at the sight of Blaine wearing his collar.
He pulled out the noise canceling headphones and blindfold.
"We're going to have some fun," Kurt grinned as he secured the blindfold.
He pulled out a ball gag.
"Open," Kurt tapped Blaine's cheek. Blaine listened and Kurt secured that as well.
"Headphones? Nod yes or no?" Kurt asked, giving Blaine the choice
Blaine nodded yes.
"Safeword?" Kurt asked.
Blaine knocked on the headboard 4 times.
"Good boy," Kurt praised, kissing Blaine's neck. He secured the headphones and went back to their box.
Kurt pulled out a few silk scarves and went to work tying Blaine's legs to the bedposts and his arms to the headboard, leaving them loose enough that Blaine could still knock.
Kurt paused and looked at his handy work. He loved the sight of Blaine tied up with some of his senses prohibited. Blaine looked gorgeous the more he submitted.
He looked through their boxes thoughtfully, giving Blaine time to just wait, not knowing when and what would start happening to him.
Blaine started to wiggle, and Kurt hit his chest lightly in warning.
Finally, Kurt made a decision. He brought out the nipple clamps that Santana thought she was embarrassing Blaine with for his birthday. In truth, they'd actually gotten some use.
He secured them and pulled, hearing Blaine moan around the ball gag.
Kurt climbed up the bed and started leaving hickeys all over Blaine's chest, neck, and torso.
He could feel Blaine shivering at his touch and decided to add a feather to the sensations. He ran it along Blaine's neck and chest as he left little bites around Blaine's torso for awhile.
Once he could tell the sensations were driving Blaine insane, he tapped Blaine's waist. He watched Blaine carefully until Blaine nodded yes clearly.
He tugged down Blaine's pants and briefs to his ankles and continued the sensation. He pulled out their pinwheel and replaced the feather in the box.
Kurt ran the pinwheel over Blaine's thighs and legs as he could see Blaine growing harder because of all the sensations.
Blaine was far too sensitive and they didn't do this enough for Blaine to know how to control when he came. So Kurt knew he was running out of time fast.
Kurt sucked a hickey onto Blaine's inner thigh, mouthing at it with his teeth, until Blaine was wiggling with overstimulation, tears leaking from his eyes.
Kurt took the headphones off Blaine's head and the ball gag out of his mouth.
Kurt kissed him hard. "I love you, baby."
"I love you too, amour," Blaine said softly, letting his mind wander.
Kurt adjusted Blaine's clothes for him covering him up again and making him comfortable.
"Blindfold?" Kurt asked expectantly.
"I want to see you, amour," Blaine confirmed.
Kurt removed it and covered Blaine's body with his own.
"I missed you," Kurt pouted his lips. "So many times I wanted to kiss you."
Blaine smiled, "How about you do it it now?"
"Good idea," Kurt kissed the top of Blaine's nose before reaching Blaine's lips.
They kissed lazily for a few minutes, until Kurt pulled away slightly.
"Could I… I had this dream and it felt so hot," Kurt mumbled.
"I'm still not comfortable with going all the way, Kurt," Blaine admitted.
"No. It's not that. I just was wondering if you could...give me a blowjob and take me down your throat one day."
Blaine's eyes bugged out.
"Why?" Blaine asked shocked. "That sounds awful. How would I breath?"
"It's supposed to feel amazing, apparently," Kurt explained. "But it's okay. I figured it was a long shot."
"I'm sorry, Kurt. I just can't," Blaine stumbled "I know you want to, but I can't stop thinking of how horrifying that sounds."
"I know. It's okay, baby. I think it was more about the dominating, than it was the act," Kurt reassured him, soothingly running his fingers through Blaine's hair. "How about we catch up on some cuddle time instead?"
Blaine grinned, reaching to pull Kurt back down on top of him.
They laid peacefully together, Kurt mummering words of love into Blaine's ear quietly.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Blaine asked hesitantly after Kurt claimed he was the only one for him.
"Laying here?" Kurt teased. "I'm quite comfortable. You're my little heater."
"I mean… not getting to do the strange sex things," Blaine clarified.
"I'd rather have you over sex everyday," Kurt assured. "I wouldn't want anyone else anyway."
They were headed to Nationals in Chicago when it happened.
"Blaine's got a major hickey!" Santana yelled out for the rest of the bus to hear.
"No he doesn't. He's asexual," Rachel calmly denied, but then realized what she said and slapped her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry, Blaine. It was an accident!"
"What does that mean?" Tina asked.
"He has a lot of sex," Brittany suggested.
Blaine's face was red as he hid it in Kurts chest, horrified that he'd been outed.
"It means he doesn't do sex," Finn tried to help.
"Could you all just shut up?!" Kurt said rudely. "It's none of your damn business."
"Kurt, don't yell on the bus," Mr. Shue corrected him "Now what's the problem?"
"Rachel just outed Blaine!" Kurt said angrily.
"Everyone knows Blaine is gay, Kurt," Mr. Schue said, confused.
"He means as an asexual," Finn once again tried to help.
"Finn, I swear..." Kurt threatened.
"What does that mean?" Mr. Shue asked, clueless.
"That's no ones business but Blaine's," Kurt muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.
"I can't believe this is happening," Blaine mumbled into Kurt's shoulder. "I think it's worse than Christmas."
"It's okay, baby. We won't have to see any of them after we graduate in a few weeks," Kurt soothed him.
"Why won't you see us, Kurt?" Rachel asked hurt.
"Because you suck," Kurt replied, still angry.
"Really, Blaine? None? But Kurt's hot!" Puck said, having just looked it up.
"Shut up, Puckerman," Kurt grimaced.
"No, it's okay, Kurt," Blaine sighed. "I am very attracted to Kurt aesthetically, romantically, and sensually. But I've never found anyone sexually attractive. Although I'm completely sure that he is."
"But it's fun, Blaine," Sam commented.
Blaine shrugged, thinking of ten other things he could be doing with Kurt that didn't involve anything sexual.
He enjoyed what they did do, but that was more letting Kurt use him. And Kurt letting him give into his submission.
"I knew they were vanilla. But not this much," Santana cackled.
"There is more to love than sex, Santana," Kurt growled out.
"They have a sexless relationship!" Santana laughed wickedly.
When they got to Chicago they checked into their hotel room.
"This isn't fair," Kurt whined. "Why do I have to sleep in the girl's room if both Santana and Brittany are in there too?"
"That is unfair, Mr. Schue," Finn agreed.
"I thought you'd like to stay with the girls? You did last year?" Mr. Shue asked, always confused.
"Brittany and Santana weren't dating last year," Blaine supplied. He just wanted to cuddle with his boyfriend.
"Fine, you can both be in the boy's room," Mr. Shue conceded. "It's not like I can put either of them in the guy's room."
"Holy shit, Blaine!" Puck whistled as Blaine went to change his shirt. "You look like you were attacked."
"You should see his bottom half," Kurt grinned wickedly from where he was fixing Mike's hair.
Blaine turned a pretty pink color. They were working on controlled embarrassment. Blaine wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
"I thought you didn't have sex?" Finn asked. "That's why your dad lets Blaine sleepover all the time."
"There is more to relationships than sex, you know," Blaine replied bravely. "Have you honestly never spent a day just making out and rediscover what you love about your girlfriends?"
"No," The rest of the boys denied.
"You're lucky though. My mom would freak," Artie pointed out.
Later that night they laid in bed, Blaine cuddled up against Kurt as the little spoon.
"I'm sorry our friends are so nosy," Kurt apologized. "Especially Rachel and Finn. They should know better."
"It's okay. What is the likelihood we're really going to see all of them after high school?" Blaine sighed. "We're all going to scatter. Mike's going to Chicago, Puck and Mercedes to Los Angeles, Santana to that school in the south."
"Well I hope we still see Cedes," Kurt smiled.
"We'll have to plan trips to see her and we'll always have Finn and Rachel," Blaine agreed. "Hopefully I'll still see Sam, Quinn, Mike, and Tina sometimes."
"Me too," Kurt agreed. "But seriously, baby. Are you okay? You keep getting outed as asexual."
"It makes people more aware of what it is," Blaine conceded. "But it does bother me. I don't think Rachel quite realizes that it's like she was outing me as gay in an unsure environment."
Kurt hugged him closer. "I know. I don't think any of them realize that, with their comments."
"Could you two shut up? I'm trying to sleep," someone mumbled half asleep but loudly.
Kurt laughed into Blaine's shoulder. "Apparently we're keeping someone up."
"I just wish they would educate themselves, instead of expecting us to have all the answers." Blaine whispered. "I thought that when I came out as gay too."
"So did I," Kurt confessed. "How did you feel about letting the guys seeing your chest earlier, baby?"
Blaine flushed, "Well I'm confused about teenage allosexuals. Is sex really the end all for them?"
"I don't know, baby," Kurt grinned in amusement. "It is fun."
"It was thrilling though, showing other people I'm owned," Blaine smiled, whispering, "More so than my collar."
"It will be more obvious once we get to New York. Everyone will know," Kurt assured him.
A pillow went flying at their bed. "Go the hell to sleep!" another voice piped up tiredly.