AN: Poor Thad...
Also, I fixed the titled! Thank you to coconutjelly596 for pointing out my grammar fail. (It's actually from Waking Up in Vegas by Katy Perry. Which isn't a relevant song at all, but the line is...)
Oh! And in my world, vampires can see their reflection. Kurt would stake himself if he couldn't.
"Hey Blaine I finished with the OH MY GOD!"
I froze and looked to the door, annoyed to see Thad standing there, shock evident on his face. Maybe it was the two guys chained to the wall with their intestines hanging out. No, Thad had seen Blaine tourture people, he did it publically all the time.
It must have to do with the fact that I was currently straddling Blaine with his dick burried up my ass. Did we even close the door? Yes, he had slammed me up against it...so this was totally Thad's fault. He should have knocked.
"Hi Thad," I waved, because there was no need to be rude, even if he was barging in on my Blaine-time.
Apparently Blaine didn't feel the same way, because he thrust up harshly before Thad could answer.
"Keep. Moving," he ground out.
If I could blush, I totally would right now. I mean, it's not that I have a problem with exhibition, but it's Thad. The guy likes me sexually. It's weird.
"Now, Kurt." He smacked my ass with his riding crop, and I hissed at the interesting pleasure-pain I felt. (We may have been playing on the whole "riding" thing. Don't judge.)
"Ku-rt." I looked down at him. "I'm losing my patience."
Well, it's not like I could ignore him. He's my boyfriend.
So I started moving again.
"That's my boy." He smacked my ass again. "Is Thad still here?" (There was a stack of pillows between his face and the door.)
I looked back to the door, and glared at Thad, who was, of course, still there. He looked kinda like how children look when they watch Blaine and I kill their parents. (We don't kill children. Blaine says it's because they don't have enough blood to be satisfying, but it's really just that he has a soft-spot for them.)
"He is," I confirmed. "It's making me uncomfortable."
He growled, and yanked me off of him. Before I could protest the loss, he had slammed me down on my back on the matress, and was ramming into me.
"Come here, Thad." Blaine called.
Thad gulped audibly, before walking over to stand about a foot from the bed.
"Watch his face Thad." Blaine was speaking in a surprisingly calm voice, considering he was fucking pounding me. "You see how he gasps every time I thrust? Cute, isn't it, he doesn't even have to breath."
Thad whimpered, and nodded. Blaine smirked, and stilled his movements.
Woah, what? He can't just quit on me, it's not fair!
"Blaine," I whined. "Please..."
"Shush, baby. I've got you." He pushed my bangs away from my forehead gently, and I leaned into the touch. He grinned over at Thad. "You see how sweet he is with me? He can be such a cold-hearted bitch to victims, the help...you." He looked down at me adoringly, and kissed my forehead. "But he's my little angel, and he's never been anything but a sweetheart when we're together." He glanced back at Thad. "You should feel honored, to see him like this. Not many do."
I whimpered Blaine's name again, pleading to whatever the hell was out there that he'd just move again. He chuckled deeply.
"Alright, alright. Let's finish you off, okay sweetie?"
I shivered, nodding my head frantically.
"Thank you."
I have no idea why I said that...I bet it sounded stupid.
It didn't matter though, because he started fucking me again, and that's much more important. Oh, I was about to come...just a few more thrusts, Blaine, come on...
He stopped.
"No! Blaine, you can't...please don't do this to me."
He shushed me again, kissing my jaw sweetly.
"It's ok, baby. I'm going to let you come, I promise. I just need you to do one thing for me first, okay?"
"Anything," I swore. (Short of letting Thad join in, of course. He's nice and all, but no way.)
He turned a bit to look at Thad, and his expression must have been pretty terrifying, because Thad looked scared shitless.
"I need you to tell me how much you love me." Blaine smirked, glancing back down at me for a moment. "Tell me how I'm the only one who ever gets to do this to you."
I whimpered. Did he not realize how insanely hard it would be for me to speak coherently? But I had to try...
"I'm yours Blaine. You saved me from my miserable life, you were my first everything. You hold me, and you kiss me, and you do...this." I looked at him helplessly. "You do this to me, and you're the only one I ever want ever, and, and please Blaine, I love you so much..."
I was crying now, partly because I was desperate, and partly because that was really how I felt about him. He smiled, and leaned down to kiss me roughly. He pulled back and smirked at Thad.
"That's my boy," he drawled, before re-starting his movements. I watched his eyes as they changed from lust blown and hazel to a bright gold. He grinned, and I licked my lips when I saw his usually-perfect teeth sharp and pointed.
"Bite me," I whispered. "Make me yours."
"Yes," he growled, sinking his teeth in at that familiar spot on my neck. I came almost instantly, and it was really amazing. I blacked out and everything.
When I came to, Blaine was already out of me, and had me cuddled up to his chest.
"Welcome back."
His tone was kind and ammused, so I assume Thad had left.
"Where's Thad?"
He smirked.
"He left. Crying."
I laughed softly. Blaine sounded so proud of himself.
"I think I may have finally gotten it through to him that you're mine, and it's going to stay that way."
I sighed, snuggling closer.
"What did he come up here for anyway?" I asked. "Surely he didn't want to see you fuck my brains out..."
"That, my sweet," he said, "is classified information."
I pouted, and looked up to make sure he saw it.
"But Blaine, surely you can trust me?"
He laughed, and landed a soft smack on my ass, causing me to yelp in surprised. That only made him laugh harder.
"You're mean." I accused, purposely sounding whiny.
"And you're a nosy little brat." He kissed me softly. "I love you anyway, though."
"I love you too," I grumbled, settling back against him. "But I still think you should tell me."
"It's a surprise. You'll find out tonight."
"Fine," I sighed. There was no use arguing. If he wanted to keep this a secret, there was no way I'd be able to change his mind.
"That's better." He stroked my hair gently. "I know you'll love it."
I sighed. I'd love anything he did for me, if I was honest.
We stayed like that for a few minutes. He got restless pretty soon though; He always does. We never cuddle long, other then when we sleep. He detatched himself out from under me, much to my displeasure.
"No...don't go."
He sighed, giving my refreshed mark a quick kiss.
"I have to, there are several things I need to take care of."
"You're supposed to take care of me," I whined. "You always leave me after sex. We never just bask in the aftermath."
He sent me a disaproving look, but I didn't care. I flopped down on the bed, and turned away from him.
"Fine. Just leave."
He immediately pulled me back, and wrapped his arms around me. I still wouldn't look at him though.
"Look, baby, I know I've been busy lately, but it's all been for you, okay. I've been planning this for a while. Why do you think I didn't just get rid of Thad, with his obvious crush on you? Why do you think I put up with Finn? It's all part of the plan." I finally turned to look at him, and he gave me a kiss. "Now, I've got to go, but I promise it'll be worth it. Ok?"
I nodded, although I tried to snuggle in closer.
"Hey, listen to me." He was speaking into my ear softly. "I want you to clean up and get some rest, alright? That way I can dirty you up and tire you out all over again tonight, after your surprise. You'll like that, won't you sweetheart?"
I didn't respond, but wiggled a bit against him. Maybe if I could just get him to lie with me a bit more, he'd change his mind...
"I swear I'll hold you as long as you want afterwards."
I finally looked at him.
"Promise?" I asked, being sure to stick out my lower lip.
"Promise." He grinned. "Do I get a goodbye kiss?"
"No." I smirked at him. "You can have one when you come back."
He frowned, and leaned in to bite harshly at my mark. (He had his human face on though, so he didn't break the skin.) I yelped and pushed him away anyhow.
"You bit me!"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, yeah. I'm a vampire, remember?"
I stuck out my toungue, but smiled in spite of myself.
He smiled back, and quickly pulled on his clothes. I watched as he fixed his hair in the mirror, making sure it didn't look as though we'd just spent an hour screwing. He threw one of his shirts out of the closet to me on his way out.
"Put that on. I'll have to send someone up to dispose of," He gestured to the remains of the two men we'd spent a good two half-hour playing with, "all this." He smirked at me. "And I'm the only one who gets to see you without clothes on."
"That's not true. Thad saw."
He glared at me, and I tried to look as innocent as possible. He shook his head.
"You really are a brat, you know that?"
"I know," I replied haughtily. "You told me. You love me anyway though."
"Just put it on, Kurt."
And with that, he was gone. I sighed, pulling on the shirt. It was a dress shirt, so it covered my ass, though not by much. I bet Blaine just wanted me in his clothes...
I smirked, thinking about what I should do when he came back. I'd be posed seductively, but it wouldn't look like I was posing. He'd totally call me out on trying to seduce him, but I'd pretend to be innocent, and he'd of course see through it, and then he'd have to punish me for lying to him, which I'd of course take gladly, and then...
"Hey Kurt?"
I turned to see Sam and Finn in the doorway. The later's face was swelling quite a bit, and his clothes had dried blood on them.
"Wes finished that spell," Sam alerted me. "So you're metaphoric love can live on forever."
"Don't mock him," I warned. "It was very sweet."
Sam shrugged.
"I guess. Anyway, he wanted us to clean up the remains of your fun. Does that include your sheets?"
I chucked a pillow at him.
"Don't be an ass."
He ducked out of the way, and it hit Finn square in the face.
"Ahhh. What the hell, that really hurt!"
Sam laughed, and I cocked my head to the side.
"What happened to your face?" I asked in the most innocent voice I could manage.
He just glared at me.
"You bitchy boyfriend beat the crap out of me, that's what! Sam was talking too, but he didn't hurt him!"
I shrugged.
"Sam's my favorite. He probally would have taken it out on you even if he had started it."
"Thanks man," said Sam.
"No problem."
Finn just stared open-mouthed.
"I hate both of you."
AN: I just love Sam. It's my personal head-cannon that he's Kurt's dude bff, and Mike is Blaine's. (Cause Darren's half-Asian, and we know how tight the Asian community is, and Mike must feel lost without Matt.)
Anyway, next chapter will lead into them going to McKinley. So that'll be fun.
(I'm sorry I beat up Finn, I'm mostly taking out my frustration from the whole Quinn-Rachel thing. He's not being fair to either of them, and it pisses me off. Is it just me, or was he really realistic and loveable in the first season, but a total duche in the second season? I blame Mr. Shue for extreme-favoring him.)
So, yes. Thoughts?