I'm a bad writer. I went a whole day without updating. *sniff* Sorry! But here is a new chapter and I hope you enjoy it! Thanks to jenr0428 for the great question on the Marks.
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Last time on Unlock My Heart:
Kurt moaned in humiliation. His body had decided to notice the warm, male body on top of his.
"Hey now, don't be embarrassed," Blaine said, his golden eyes twinkling merrily. "You just proved you don't find me repulsive."
"Oh dear god," Kurt muttered. "How humiliating."
"By the way," Blaine whispered, lowering his mouth to Kurt's ear. He shifted his hips, hearing Kurt gasp. "I don't find you repulsive either, sweet Soulmate."
"Okay, time to get up," Kurt said, pushing the chuckling boy off him. "Stop laughing at me, Blaine."
"Sweetie, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you," Blaine said, flashing Kurt a stunning smile.
"I'm not laughing, Blaine," Kurt said between clenched teeth.
Blaine continued to chuckle as the pair went to the kitchen to forage for food. Over the light lunch, they kept the mood light, making jokes and teasing Burt about his football team losing.
Kurt looked up at one point and saw Blaine smiling at him. He smiled back a little shyly. It wasn't hard being nice to Blaine. Kurt admitted to himself, it had taken more effort to dislike him.
Blaine helped Kurt clear the dishes from the table, pausing next to him to whisper, "Thank you."
"For what?" Kurt asked.
"That was the first time you've smiled at me since we became Soulmates. I just hope it won't be the last," Blaine said.
"It won't be," Kurt said, grinning. Kurt knew things weren't all better, but just maybe things were looking up. It might be time to put away his running shoes and he was surprisingly okay with that.
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"You are out of your freaking mind! No! No, no, no! You can't do this to me!" Kurt shrieked.
"I'm sorry you are so upset, but I've made up my mind. This is what will work best for both of us," Blaine said, trying to breathe through his gritted teeth. His patented patience was on its last leg.
"I thought this was an equal relationship, isn't that what you've been spouting off to me? How is it equal if you are ripping me away from everything I know and love?" Kurt continued, his face bright red with anger.
"Kurt, calm down," Blaine said, his Dom tone serious.
The words rang through Kurt's mind and body. His body seemed to soak up the words and he felt a pleasant calm flow through him.
"That is a low blow, Blaine. Now every time I mention a difference of opinions, you're just going to throw the Dom voice at me so I'll have no chance but to obey you?" Kurt said. He felt calmer, his hands weren't clenched, his stomach wasn't upset. It didn't make him any less mad. He was just able to deal with it better.
"If I have a way to make you stop yelling at me, then yes, I will use it. Now, tell me what exactly you have a problem with," Blaine said. He went and sat on Kurt's bed, prepared to listen. He waved his hand toward the bed and Kurt came to sit down next to him. "Let's try to get through this without yelling the house down."
Kurt closed his eyes and took a deep breath. What he really wanted to do was yell in Blaine's face and throw something big and breakable. Damn Dom voice. He muttered to himself for a moment until he was sure he was in control of his temper.
"Okay, I don't think it's fair that I have to be the one to leave my school, my friends and finish out my high school career in a new school," Kurt said, keeping his hands clasped tightly in his lap.
"Alright, I can understand that. The reason behind the decision is based solely on your safety. I know about the bullying, Kurt. I also know the staff isn't doing a damn thing to change it. At Dalton, you have the opportunity to get a first class, free education because I'm there, as well as be in a community where bullying isn't allowed or tolerated. Not to mention, you can be out and proud and nobody judges. There's also sub and Dom clubs where you can get support. This way we will also be together, as we'd be living in the Soulmate dormitory. I'm sorry you'd have to leave your friends. You'll still have weekends to see them and your family. Some weekends I would like for you to spend getting to know my family. But, Kurt, I'm not trying to turn you into a sheltered recluse. I just want you to be safe. Can you see my side?" Blaine said. The thought of letting Kurt return to that pit of a school where he'd be fodder for the bullies made his stomach turn. He'd end up in jail on murder charges.
"I appreciate that you are thinking of my safety, I really do. I don't want to leave glee and my friends. We have a good shot of winning Nationals this year and I want to be a part of that," Kurt said. His excuses were sounding lame even to him.
"Kurt, you will have just as good a chance if you are in the Warblers as you would in glee. I can't put your safety at risk just so you can be with friends. We will make it a point to visit often and go to their sectionals to root them on. This will be good for you, I promise, Kurt," Blaine said, seeing Kurt's resolve waver.
Kurt sighed, running his fingers through his hair. There was no use fighting anymore. "Fine. I'll go," he said.
"Thank you, Kurt. I'm so pleased that you are giving this a chance. I really think you will enjoy it. My parents talked with the dorm supervisors and we are being allowed to move in to our dorm now so you can have time to adjust and learn the layout of the school. We'll take our stuff there tomorrow and we can spend the first few days painting and decorating," Blaine said, looking at Kurt, hoping he would see a spark of excitement.
"We can decorate a dorm room?" Kurt asked, his blue green eyes lighting up.
"Absolutely. The Soulmate dorms are a lot more lenient with stuff like that. Even though technically we are still underage, being Soulmates we are allowed the respect that adults would be given. I figure we'll get there in the morning, you can figure out what we'll need and we'll go shopping from there. How does that sound?" He asked, a small smile on his lips.
"Sounds good," Kurt said, getting up and walking to his desk. Finding a notepad, he started jotting down ideas. "I'll need to put together a pallet that compliments us both," he said. Blaine grinned, watching his Soulmate putter around, bringing out a basket of paint chips, fabric swatches. "It should be a mission statement on who we are and who we want to be."
"And you can do that with paint?" Blaine asked, poking through the paint colors.
Kurt smacked his hand away and Blaine chuckled. "Of course you can, Blaine. Are you sure you're really gay?" Kurt asked, his eyebrow raised.
"Thanks a lot, my sweet little Soulmate," Blaine said in mock indignation. "Want me to prove I'm gay?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
Kurt looked at Blaine who was coming closer to him. He backed away, shaking his head. "No, no need to prove anything. And stop wiggling your eyebrows. It makes them look like convulsing caterpillars," he said, then squealed when Blaine rushed at him.
"I'll show you convulsing!" Blaine laughed, chasing after Kurt who'd hurried out of the room.
Blaine caught him by the den and threw him on the couch, tickling him. Though Kurt's shriek was almost supersonic, he simply laughed and enjoyed the moment. This was how life with his Soulmate was supposed to be. No fighting, no denying who they were. Having Kurt below him, his cheeks flushed pink as he giggled and tried to squirm away. Blaine thanked the Fates that matched him to this amazing creature.
"Uncle! Mercy! I give! Timeout!" Kurt yelled, trying to twist away from Blaine's tickling fingers.
"Okay, fine. I guess I can be merciful this time," Blaine said, offering Kurt a hand up. Kurt took it and stood.
"You're just lucky you didn't wrinkle my outfit, Mr. Anderson," Kurt teased.
"What's all the screaming about," Burt asked, coming in from the garage.
"Blaine was torturing me, Dad. Maybe you should introduce him to your shotgun," Kurt said, sticking his tongue out at Blaine.
"Oh, sure, you're the one who insulted my eyebrows and now I'm gonna get shot? Sleep lightly, Hummel," Blaine laughed.
Burt looked between the two Soulmates, curious, but not willing to question a good thing. This was how he wanted his son to be. Happy, playful, enjoying being with the person who was the other half of him.
"Oh, Dad, do you have any painting supplies? Blaine is letting me decorate our dorm and we're going to paint it," Kurt said, glowing with excitement.
"I'm sure I've got some plastic floor covering and some brushes and rolls. Blaine and I can search the garage after dinner. Oh, um, Kurt, I uh, wanted to ask something," Burt said, suddenly nervous. So many new things had been thrust at his son and he was about to add one more.
"What's going on, Dad?" Kurt asked, concerned. He barely noticed when Blaine came up to him and slotted their fingers together. Burt and Blaine noticed though and both gave soft smiles at Kurt's acceptance.
"Well, see, I've been seeing someone. A lady," Burt said.
"Dad! That's amazing! Who is she? Do I know her? How long have you been dating? When do I get to meet her," Kurt asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet in excitement.
"Whoa! Hold on there, kid. Her name is Carole Hudson. She came in to get her oil changed a while back and we've had coffee a couple times," Burt said, blushing lightly.
"Carole Hudson," Kurt said thoughtfully. His eyes went wide and he paled. Blaine squeezed his hand tighter, feeling the sudden change of emotion in his Soulmate. "She's Finn Hudson's mom, isn't she?"
Burt nodded. He didn't know what to say.
Kurt walked to him and wrapped his arms around his dad. "I'm sorry, Dad. Did you ever meet Finn?"
"I did," Burt said. "He came in a couple times so I could look at that little Honda he was driving. We were talking about working on it over the summer. We were hoping to rope you in and we'd all tune it up and make it more reliable. Now, I guess. Well, I guess not. Did you know him?"
Kurt stood back, this time reaching for Blaine's hand himself. "I knew who he was. One time he stopped his friend from throwing me in the dumpster so I could take my Marc Jacobs jacket off first. That was kinda cool of him. His girlfriend, Quinn, was trying to get him to join glee club, but she said he was getting flack about it from the other guys. How is his mom doing?"
"She's a wreck. I've been trying to spend more time with her. I was hoping you'd want to have dinner with her sometime. You, too, Blaine, if you wanted," Burt offered.
"Of course, we'll both be there," Kurt said. Looking at Blaine, he saw the confused look on his face. "Carole's son, Finn, passed away a few months ago. He was the quarterback and everyone liked him."
"Oh, wow. Um, I'm sorry, Burt," Blaine said sincerely.
"Thanks, boys. Kurt, do you feel like cooking something for dinner? Or we could order in since it's one of your last meals here," his dad said.
"Can I still leave? Won't you need me?" Kurt asked, concerned for his dad. "This is an awful lot for you to deal with."
"Of course you can still go," Burt said. "And Carole is the one who is dealing with it all. I'm just there for her. It's been hard for her. She lost Finn's dad when Finn was only a baby. She is a submissive and was able to live with her Dom brother until a few years ago. Then Finn was an old enough Dom to give her the support she needed to get by. Now, though, she's looking at having to move back in with her brother. Unless she finds a Dom to marry," Burt added quietly.
"Dad!" Kurt squealed. "You're going to ask her to marry you, aren't you!?"
Burt turned pink. "I've given it some thought. I mean, we aren't Soulmates, but we've bonded pretty good. She responded well when we Joined Marks a couple of times, so I think I could give her the support that she needs." Joining Marks was similar to a regular Joining. When subs and Doms can't take the time to lay down and Join, they can hold wrists, lining up their Marks with each other. It brings a comforting, calm feeling to the Dom and sub. "So, that was my question. Would you support me in bringing Carole into the family?"
"Of course! I'm so happy for you, Dad. You deserve all the happiness in the world. Let me know when you propose and I can help with the wedding!" Kurt said, giving a little bounce.
"I wouldn't dream of doing it without you, kid," Burt said. "So, who's hungry?"
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"I feel so bad for Carole," Kurt said as he and Blaine packed up some of Kurt's stuff for the move. "I may not be the biggest promoter of Soulmates, but to lose her mate and then her son? I can't imagine."
"I know. I don't even want to think about what it would be like to lose you," Blaine said with a shudder.
"Well, hopefully neither of us ever finds out," Kurt said. "Blaine, why didn't we just Join Marks instead of going for a full Joining?"
"Joining the Marks is good for social situations or times when you have to depend on another sub or Dom for comfort. For instance, your Dad and Carole. They aren't Soulmates, but since they have their Marks and they are Dom and sub, they are able to Join and get comfort from it. The reason we didn't do that is because we didn't need to. We were in a situation where we could have a full Joining. It is better all the way around," Blaine told him. It made him feel good to share his knowledge with his sub. Something so small, but it brought a feeling of fulfillment.
"So, if I was in a situation where I was separated from you, but needed comfort or whatever, I could Join Marks with another Dom?" Kurt asked.
"No!" Blaine growled.
Kurt took a step back, holding his hand up. He'd never seen Blaine so instantly angry. His gold eyes were ice cold. It reminded him of the dream he'd had. "Sorry, Blaine."
Blaine closed his eyes and took a breath. "No, I'm sorry, Kurt. The thought of you getting comfort from another Dom makes me crazy. I couldn't handle it. But, basically, yes. If you were in a desperate situation, you could … do that," Blaine said, holding his hand out to Kurt.
Kurt walked to him, hesitantly holding out his hand to take Blaine's. His Soulmate took his hand gently and rubbed the back of it with his thumb.
"I am sorry, Kurt. I guess I'm a bit territorial," Blaine said, giving him a smile.
Having been reminded of his nightmare, Kurt had to know. "Blaine, what would happen if someone cut off their Mark?"
Blaine's face went white and his eyes went wide and dark. Kurt's heart pounded in fear before he realized what Blaine must have been thinking.
"No, Blaine, no! I'm not saying I want to do that. Remember the nightmare I had? In the dream, you tried to cut my Mark off. I was just curious about what would happen," Kurt said soothingly.
Blaine had to close his eyes and breathe deep again. "Please warn me next time you are going to ask a question like that. It brings out my big, bad Dom side."
"I am sorry, Blaine. I didn't mean to upset you," Kurt said sincerely.
"Thank you, Sweetie. About the Mark. Fortunately and unfortunately, we have proof of what happens. Unfortunately, we found out because of serial killers who liked to cut off the Mark. Scientists learned that the Mark is bone deep. You can burn the skin or try to cut if off and it will just grow back when it heals. Another example was cutting the whole arm off. Sorry, Sweetie, but you wanted to know," Blaine said, catching the sick look on Kurt's pale face. "In those situations, the Mark would appear on the other arm, or even the legs. The Marks can't die, it seems. It will come back again and again. I'm so sorry, that you dreamt that I would do that to you. I can't even fathom that happening. I would never hurt you," Blaine said.
"I think I know that," Kurt said with a small smile.
"Can I have a hug?" Blaine asked.
Kurt looked and saw that Blaine looked distressed. "Sure," Kurt said and went and wrapped his arms around Blaine's shoulders, bringing him close.
Blaine snuggled his face into Kurt's neck and hummed contentedly. "I've decided this is my favorite spot in the entire world."
"Okay," Kurt said with a light giggle.
"It's warm, comforting, smells incredible, and it's attached to the most important person in my life," Blaine added. "What do you say we hold off and finish packing in the morning?"
Kurt nodded against him. "Sounds good."
Later, they were laying in Kurt's bed, Kurt with his head on Blaine's shoulder. "I kinda like cuddling," Kurt said softly.
"I kinda like you kinda liking it," Blaine said with a chuckle.
"Silly."
"Kurt, can I have a kiss goodnight?" Blaine asked. He hoped Kurt would be ready to take their relationship further in the physical sense. This would be the first step.
"Oh. Um. Okay," Kurt said and leaned up on his elbow. He felt Blaine sit up and then his hand was searching for Kurt's face.
Kurt giggled. "This might have been easier if you'd brought it up before we turned the lights off."
"Shush, you," Blaine said. He found Kurt's lips with his thumb and followed with his mouth. Kurt's lips were warm and soft, and felt so perfect under his.
Kurt was discovering that Blaine's lips were even better than what he'd dreamed. Their mouths moved slowly against one another. Kurt hummed against him, making Blaine gasp at the sensation. Blaine's hand came up and grasped Kurt's face as he kissed each corner of Kurt's lips. Blaine gasped again when he felt Kurt's tongue, hot and moist, tracing along his bottom lip. Moaning, Blaine opened his mouth, chasing after Kurt's tongue with his own. For a moment, they got lost in the kiss, almost frantically suckling on each other's lips and tongue. Kurt was breathing fast, unable to deal with the depth of the feeling their kiss was invoking.
"Blaine," Kurt whimpered.
"Mmm," Blaine responded, sucking on Kurt's bottom lip, nibbling lightly. "Kurt?"
"Yeah?" Kurt panted, carding his fingers through Blaine's curls, gently pulling.
"I want to Claim you," Blaine whispered against his mouth. He had no idea how Kurt would take the news that he wanted to make love, but he couldn't think of a better time to bring it up.
"Okay," Kurt murmured.
Blaine pulled away, unsure of what he'd just heard. "Okay?"
"Okay," Kurt confirmed, bringing Blaine's mouth back to his.
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Okay, folks, time for a cold shower. So, what do you think? I'm trying to make sure Kurt is still Kurt, though he is a bit more accepting of being a sub. Kurt is going to be revealing more and more that is a horny little thing. We can live with that, can't we? Please read and review! Next up! Dalton, Niff, and lovin'!