Sorry for the delay in updating. I have the flu and it's impossible to write when you have a fever. Although, being delirious does bring about some interesting ideas for plot twists. This will be a short-ish chapter, which I'm sorry for. With that said, let the Blangst begin! (hint hint!) First, why don't we start with some lusty, smutty times.
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Last time on Unlock My Heart:
"Remember I said I want to do something every night to move us closer to the Claiming?" Blaine asked Kurt that night.
"Yeah. Did you want to kiss some more?" Kurt asked nonchalantly, though he was hoping the answer was yes.
"That might be part of it. I wanted to work on getting comfortable with each other's body. I was thinking we could take a bubble bath. That way it will be relaxing and we'll still be covered up, sort of. How does that sound?" Blaine asked hopefully.
Kurt stared at him for a moment. Blaine almost moaned aloud when he saw Kurt lick his lips. "Yeah. That sounds good."
"Great. Why don't you get the bath started and I'll get us something to drink," Blaine said.
A few minutes later, Kurt was naked and huddled with his knees to his chest in their bathtub. He looked up when he heard Blaine knock.
"You in the water, sweetie?" Blaine asked.
"I'm in," Kurt responded shyly.
Blaine opened the door and walked in. Kurt saw he was wearing a faded blue robe.
"Do you want me to close my eyes while you get in?" Kurt asked. Blaine had given him his privacy to get into the tub and he wanted to do the same for Blaine.
"Nope, it's okay. I have nothing to hide," Blaine said and dropped his robe.
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Kurt wanted to avert his gaze. It would be the polite thing to do. But his eyes weren't obeying him, they had a mind all their own and staring at his Soulmate in the buff was their idea of a good time. Blaine stood there, completely blasé about his lack of attire. His olive skin was flawless, his arms, chest, and abs muscled perfectly. Not too big, not too small. The smattering of chest hair got thinner down his belly, a tantalizing trail leading to Blaine's crowning glory. His Soulmate was very happy to be stared at, his cock long, surprisingly thick, and half erect. It bobbed against his abdomen in the middle of the pronounced V of his pelvic muscles, and Kurt couldn't help noticing the glimmer of fluid at the tip. Swallowing hard, Kurt ducked his head down, his whole body blushing pink.
"Thank you, Kurt," Blaine said quietly.
Kurt heard and then saw him get into the tub, settling across from him with his feet out in front of him on either side of Kurt's body. "What for?" Kurt asked.
"The compliment of your gaze on my body. I know you were uncomfortable, but your eyes and expression tell me you don't think I'm repulsive. Once again," Blaine said, smiling when Kurt finally got the courage to look at him.
"You know you're not repulsive," Kurt said tartly.
"It's nice to know you don't think so. You, on the other hand, are beauty incarnate. I have never seen such beautiful porcelain skin. No blemishes, no imperfections of any kind. You take my breath away," Blaine whispered.
"Thank you," Kurt murmured.
"You are also deceptively muscular," Blaine noted with obvious interest. "You're arms and abs are gorgeous, sweetie. Would you mind if your Soulmate kissed you?"
Kurt blushed again. He'd been hoping for more kisses. "That would be fine," he said evenly.
They both scooted forward, Kurt gasping when Blaine grabbed his ankles and put them on either side of his body over his own legs. Their bodies were now interlocked and Kurt felt his cock stir and harden. Leaning closer, Blaine took Kurt's face in his hands and kissed him tenderly. A soft sigh escaped Kurt at the delicate joining of their lips. He rested his hands on Blaine's knees on either side of him, squeezing gently as he let Blaine mouth at the corners of his mouth and then along his chin. They hadn't experimented with kisses outside of the lips, but Kurt found he didn't mind it at all. Tilting his head to one side as Blaine continued his exploration, Kurt offered his neck like an offering.
"So beautiful," Blaine murmured against his flesh. He licked and nipped gently down one side of Kurt's neck and up the other side, coming to rest with his mouth behind Kurt's ear. He smiled when he heard a small whimper escape his Soulmate. "Kurt, may I touch you? From the waist up?"
Kurt sat back, his eyes wide. Was he ready for this? Staring at Blaine's slightly puffy lips, he knew he wanted more of this wonderful feeling coursing through him. "Yes," he whispered.
Blaine moaned, kissing Kurt passionately, his tongue pushing its way into Kurt's warm mouth, tasting, learning. "Thank you for your trust," he murmured when he pulled away for a moment. This time as their lips met and their tongues entwined, Blaine let his hands rest on Kurt's shoulders before sliding down his arms to his hands. "So soft." He ran his hands back up Kurt's body to his chest. Slowly, his eased his hands over Kurt's pecs, flicking his nails softly against his small, pink nipples.
Kurt whimpered loudly into Blaine's mouth. "Again," he said, breaking free to take a deep breath.
Blaine obeyed, running his hands in circles on Kurt's chest, flicking and lightly scraping over his sensitive nipples.
"Can I?" Kurt asked breathlessly. He was enthralled with the sensations and heat running through his body. His nipples tingled and burned under Blaine's capable fingers. He wanted to see if he could get an equal reaction from Blaine. Not to mention the simple pleasure of touching his beautiful body.
"Of course, sweetie. Touch me anywhere, head to toe, if you'd like," Blaine offered, pleased Kurt was initiating this step on his own.
Kurt mimicked Blaine's movements, running his hands from shoulders to wrists and back up. Blaine's nipples were already hardened nubs, making it tempting to run his nails over them as Blaine had.
Blaine didn't bother trying to hide his pleasure and tipped his head back, moaning deliciously. Kurt was surprised and pleased with his reaction and repeated his motions, wanting to hear that sound again.
"Kurt… Fuck that feels good!" Blaine cried. "Please don't stop touching me."
Kurt leaned in to nuzzle Blaine's neck, peppering his flesh with kisses. He felt brave with Blaine's obvious pleasure and let his hands trail down his chest and below the water line to his abs. Closing his eyes, he began panting at the feel of muscles under his searching hands. Blaine wasn't even trying to be quiet, his moans and whimpers of Kurt's name filling the bathroom with a cacophony of sounds. Kurt felt Blaine's hands slowly make their way down his chest to his abs. He understood Blaine's noise-making as fire seemed to boil under his flesh wherever Blaine touched.
"Blaine, please," Kurt whined.
"What do you need, sweetie? Tell me," Blaine said, his golden eyes blown black with lust.
"Touch me," Kurt pleaded.
"I am touching you, sweetie. Where would you like my hands?" Blaine asked, his heart threatening to pound out of his chest.
"Touch me," Kurt moaned. "Touch me there. Make me come. Please."
"Oh shit," Blaine muttered. "Are you sure, sweetie? I don't want you to feel pushed into anything." Please tell him it's okay, Blaine begged.
"Yes, please, Blaine," Kurt said, scooting impossibly closer to Blaine. Any closer and they would be able to grind against one another. At the thought of friction, Kurt moved forward once more and they both cried out when their cocks bumped into each other.
"Kurt! Holy shit!" Blaine cried. He gently lowered his hand and wrapped his fingers around Kurt's length. Looking at his Soulmate's cock under the water, he had to swallow because of his mouth watering so profusely. "Kurt, your cock is beautiful."
"Um, thank you?" Kurt said breathlessly. "Tighter, Blaine."
Blaine tightened his grip just a bit and stroked up and down Kurt's length. Kurt cried out, his head thrown back. Blaine couldn't resist the expanse of white flesh exposed like that and leaned closer to suck on a patch of skin above Kurt's collarbone. He stroked and sucked in the same rhythm, causing Kurt to whimper in time with the overwhelming sensations.
"Kurt, please, sweetie. Can I touch both of us at the same time?" Blaine begged.
"Huh?" Kurt asked, his blue eyes dark with passion.
"Like this," Blaine said, hoping Kurt wouldn't freak. He grabbed his cock and Kurt's and surrounded them both with his hands.
Kurt's hips rolled as he cried out. "Yes, Blaine!"
Blaine kept stroking them, knowing he wouldn't be able to last much longer. "Come for me, sweetie. Let me see you explode," he ground out.
Kurt couldn't believe the incredible pleasure Blaine was giving him as he stroked their cocks together. The friction and feel of Blaine's cock against his was so erotic, he knew he wouldn't last. "Blaine! Blaine!" he cried and then screeched his pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy pulsed through him.
Blaine watched Kurt come, white streaks painting both of their abdomens and chests. The sight was too much and he grunted as he came. Both of them cried out as they felt the other pulsing against them.
For a few moments, all that could be heard was heavy breathing as they came down. Kurt hadn't even known such pleasure could exist. He may not be ready for sex, but this? He was pretty sure he could handle doing this again.
They smiled at each other, sated and relaxed. Kurt looked down at himself and Blaine, seeing the come streaked across their bodies. His cock gave a valiant twitch as he realized how sexy they looked. Blaine hummed as he felt Kurt's reaction.
"What do you say we shower and head to bed, my sweet Soulmate?"Blaine asked, his brain ready to shut down after that magnificent orgasm.
"Sounds good. Blaine? Was that.. I mean for me it was completely mind-blowing," Kurt stammered.
"Oh yes, Kurt. That was extraordinary," Blaine said seriously.
Kurt smiled brilliantly at him and stood, holding out his hand to help Blaine up.
"Let's clean up," he said and reached for the faucet.
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"What's it like living together?" Mercedes asked.
"It's pretty good," Kurt said. "We've been there just over a week now. It was fun decorating and stuff. Now we're just trying to adjust to each other's habits and such. But it's working out good." He and Mercedes were sitting on a love seat in Rachel Berry's basement talking as they watched everyone drink and have fun. His going away party had turned into an alcoholic free-for-all.
"Is Blaine being all Dom-ish toward you?" she asked.
"Not so much. I mean he gave me a rundown of all the expectations he has of me, but that's been about it," Kurt replied. "How are things with you? How do you like having your Soulmate finally?"
Mercedes gave him a huge smile. "I am so in love, white boy, it should be illegal. Shane is everything I could have ever hoped for in a Soulmate."
"Has he laid down the law for you?" Kurt asked.
"Nope. He says he just wants me happy," she told him. "And I am. So happy."
Kurt leaned over and hugged her. "I'm so happy for you."
"Thanks. It sure looks like Blaine is enjoying himself," she noted.
They both looked over. Blaine was draining yet another red plastic cup and holding out his hand to Puck for another.
"Yeah, I'm not sure how this is going to pan out. I've never seen him drunk before. He's always so put together. It's a good thing I'm the one driving, that's for sure," Kurt said. After the one incident sophomore year, he'd decided that a relationship with alcohol was out of the question. It was clear Blaine didn't feel that same conviction.
The party raved on. Rachel insisted on people singing uplifting duets and solos to encourage Kurt as he goes on his way. Instead there were drunken ditties and dirty jokes. Brittany and Santana ended up in their panties and bras while Puck and Sam drooled over them. None of them turned out to be mean drunks which kept the night pleasant.
Kurt enjoyed the opportunity to hang out with his friends one last time. He knew it would be a while before all of them would be together like this again.
Blaine was having just as good a time even though he didn't know anyone there except Kurt. He, Puck, and Sam had bonded over Doms and beers. Every now and then Kurt would look over and see him either chanting for someone else to drink or throwing his arm in the air as he downed another cup full. Kurt didn't look forward to the potential mess of dealing with someone drunk.
When it came time for them to leave, Kurt got a hug from everyone in the room, making promises to text and email whenever he could.
On the drive back to Dalton, Blaine kept up a steady chatter of drunken conversation. Kurt inserted the obligatory 'uh huh' and 'sure' every now and then which seemed to keep his Soulmate happy.
Kurt helped Blaine into their bedroom and helped him pull his shoes off.
"Kurt, 'chur wonderful," Blaine mumbled.
"I know, Blaine," Kurt said, grabbing pajamas for Blaine.
"C'mere. Kiss your Soulmate," Blaine said.
"Maybe tomorrow, Blaine. Right now, you need to get some sleep," Kurt said, helping him take his shirt off and put on a t-shirt.
"Kurt, come on," he whined. "Kiss me. You know you like it."
"I do like it. When you're sober. There will be no kissing or anything else while you're drunk," Kurt said evenly.
Blaine pulled Kurt's shirt, knocking him off balance. Kurt fell onto the bed and Blaine clambered on top of him, leaning down to try to kiss him. Kurt couldn't stand the alcoholic fumes coming out of Blaine's mouth and tried to push him back.
"Blaine, get off me," he said firmly.
"No, Kurt. Lemme kish you," Blaine insisted, landing a sloppy, wet kiss on Kurt's mouth.
"Blaine. Stop right now and let me up," Kurt demanded.
"You know, I could make you. All's I gotta do is use my Dom voice on you and you gotta do whatever I say. Uh huh," Blaine said, trying to land another kiss on Kurt's mouth but landed on his ear instead.
"You won't do that, though, because that would be a breach of trust," Kurt said, trying to keep his cool. His stomach was in knots, hoping that Blaine saw sense and stopped.
"Trust schmust. Kiss me now, Kurt," Blaine demanded, his voice unmistakably in Dom mode.
Kurt felt the tug to obey and was filled with hurt and fury. Using every ounce of his strength, he pushed Blaine and his order away from him. "No!"
Kurt ran out of the bedroom, grabbed both sets of car keys and left, locking the apartment door behind him. There was no way he was going to stay in such a toxic environment and end up… He didn't continue that thought. It wasn't going to happen.
Kurt drove back to Lima, tears streaking down his face. He couldn't believe that Blaine had tried to force him against his will. Yeah, it was only a kiss. This time.
Arriving at his dad's house, he saw his dad's truck was missing and figured he was out on a date. Luckily, he had a key with him and let himself into the house. He made his way to his old room, just as he'd left it. It was a cold comfort that surrounded him. He liked his new bed, it was comfortable and warm. This bed felt wrong and was too hard. Glancing at his phone, he saw that Blaine had called four times and left messages each time. He turned the phone off, there was no way he was dealing with Blaine again until he was sober. Alcohol was now a hard limit for him. If Blaine was going to drink, Kurt was not going to be around him because he obviously couldn't trust him. As much as he fought against the whole Soulmate slash sub issue, he knew he could trust Blaine, even if he didn't agree. Now he couldn't and that saddened him.
Stripping down to his t-shirt and boxers, he crawled in bed and tried to go to sleep. It wasn't until two hours later that he finally succumbed to a fitful sleep.
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Aww, Blainers, what have you done? And sorry, but this is only the beginning. Coming up… Blaine's carefully constructed world starts to crumble around him. Review and let me know what you think!