Chapter two
So... Here's chapter two.
Blaine Anderson took a seat at one of the many round tables in the Lima Bean next to the door, waiting for his best friends Jeff Sterling and David Thompson to join him. He was glad school was over. Dalton was a nice school and all, but the work he did was outrageous. All that work they loaded on him made it impossible to be able to enjoy his free time and maybe, just maybe find his siren, his cambion. Jeff knew what he felt like, also partner-less and feeding off humans who they felt nothing for. David had Wes Montgomery-his incubus partner, who had graduated last year from Dalton and was living a mile from Dalton, him and David sharing a small and affordable apartment.
Blaine ran a hand through his gelled hair, wanting to loosen it from its hold he had to put on it at school so he could maintain his image. Once it was after-school hours, the hair went free. He untangled it, letting the curls wrap around his fingers as he did. His short curly black hair didn't really bother him, he liked it wild, but the teachers always said it was distracting and when he was in the classroom he needed to do something about it.
Jeff made his way to the table, his favorite brown sugar caramel latte steaming in his hands. For a incubus Jeff was the type who you wouldn't think was grounded, but really he was one of the guys who bounced off the walls anytime you gave him sugar. He was tall, standing a little over six feet. He had bleached blond hair that fell past his thin eyebrows and into light brown eyes. He had a thin pale frame with slight, muscular arms and chest and long legs.
David followed behind him. For a cambion, he was a lot different looking, not really caring about his looks because he already had a siren as well as he didn't want attention to himself. He was a dark brown African American with cropped back hair and bright brown eyes. He stood a little taller than Blaine but not as tall as Jeff, and unlike Jeff David didn't have anything in the muscle department, nor did he want that.
"Damn, I'm tired!" Jeff complained as he and David sat down in the seats at the table.
David nodded. "The Warblers meeting took longer than what it was supposed to. Thad is getting on my damn nerves, being late all the time!"
Blaine shook his head, laughing and rolling his eyes. "C'mon guys, he's just over the moon right now. He's trying to enjoy his time with Flint, now that they have partnered. They are newly sired. You have to give them time to get in a routine."
David shrugged. "Guess you're right. Wes and I were all over each other when he found me. You guys wouldn't stop downing us for it for a month."
"Uh, duh! You guys were having sex on the council room table, and he was doing things with that gavel he shouldn't have been doing. Don't get me wrong, totally hot, but still some images just don't want to get out of my head," Jeff said, causing David to drop his head on the table with a groan.
"Shut up Jeff!" David said.
"Nope." Jeff took a sip of his drink.
Blaine laughed at their bickering. He loved hearing them fight; it was the highlight of his day. "Guys, stop arguing. You are making us look bad."
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right. No, we don't look like bad characters, that's all those jocks over there from McKinley," Jeff said, nodding his head at the table where a couple of guys were sitting, all in jerseys and pushing each other out of chairs and into other people. "Bunch of unsophisticated rascals. Don't they have any respect on acting out in public?"
David sat up and shook his head. "No, I don't think so. I think they were raised as barbarians. No respect at all, and they think they're better than everyone else."
Blaine couldn't agree more. He had seen McKinley students before, ones like these. They were so arrogant, it pissed him off. From here he could tell some of them were incubi because of the way they poured their pheromones around. He could smell that a mile away. It was making him sick. "Ugh, they need to watch producing so much right now. It's making me sick to my stomach. They're going to make the humans sick," he said with a sickening look as he looked back to David and Jeff, who both nodded.
"Makes me sick..." Jeff grumbled as he took a sip of his coffee.
David snorted. "Wes does that sometimes, and it makes me sick. He knows better than to produce that much around me. They're going to make someone pass out."
Blaine was spared adding to that statement by the door of the coffee shop opening and three people walk in. Blaine watched as the three took their place in line, looking up at the board as they did so. Two of them were girls, the other a boy. Of the two girls, one was heavyset and was the same color as David, and had long black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She was wearing a bright pick dress shirt with black zebra print and designer jeans. The other girl was Asian. She had long black hair that hung to the middle of her back, with blue highlights in it. She was wearing a black shirt, a long black shirt, and thigh-high black buckle up boots. Average looking, in Blaine's opinion, not his type.
Now the boy...definitely his type. He was tall, a couple of inches taller than Blaine, with pale skin that looked like porcelain. He had perfectly coiffed chestnut colored hair. His eyes, which caught his attention, were the color of glasz; they seemed to be blue, green, and gray at the same time. He had a thin but tones body, slight muscles in the arms and chest and thin around the waist. He was wearing a cashmere cream shirt, which he knew was a designer label. The boy had on purple skinny jeans that seemed to be painted onto his boy, and his feet were covered with white Doc Martens.
Blaine swallowed what seemed to be a lump in his throat. This boy was gorgeous. He had never seen any girl or guy look like that; so elegant, so young, so... devilishly cunning and angelically beautiful. Blaine knew the boy must be a cambion. He had to be. No one could look like that and be human.
Deciding on his instincts, he gently took a sniff of the air in the boy's direction while trying to look inconspicuous. The boy smelt...wonderful. He closed his eyes, taking another deep breath. He could tell by the pureness of his smell he did not have a siren...
...Until now.
Jeff had watched Blaine as he stared at the boy, and put two and two together. "Blaine, is he..."
Blaine nodded, never taking his eyes off the boy. "I think so. He smells so good...so appetizing."
David laughed. "Wes said it was that way with me."
Jeff kicked Blaine under the table. "You need to go present yourself then. Claim his as your partner, your siren."
Blaine looked back at them with panic on his face. "I-I don't have any music ready with me! I know we only have to sing a couple of lines to see if our voice works on our cambion, but I have nothing that I can think of to sing to him!"
David rolled his eyes. "Blaine, you are not the Warblers lead for nothing. You breakout into song all the time! What's the song you have in your back pocket?"
Blaine thought, then replied with, "E.T. by Katy Perry?"
Jeff and David gave him a thumbs up. "There you go," Jeff said. "Just get up there and sing a few lines to him. If he falls to his knees, he's yours."
Blaine nodded and stood up, taking a deep breath. The boy's back was turned and he saw the Asian kiss him on the cheek then he said something, causing the dark girl to laugh, so he didn't see Blaine approach him. Blaine produced some pheromones, something they were taught in school that they were supposed to do when approaching the potential siren, before he let a few lines of the song pour from his mouth.
This is transcendental
On another level
Boy, you're my lucky star
I wanna walk on your wavelength
And be there when you vibrate
For you I'll risk it all
Blaine saw the boy's back go rigid as he turned around, his glasz eyes locking with Blaine's, which he knew had the ring of silver in it, because at this time he was totally turned on by the sight of the cambion standing before him.
Kurt stepped out of the backseat of Tina's car, Mercedes climbing out of the passenger's seat. The girls had followed him home so he could drop Finn and his car off before making their way to the Lima Bean. They didn't want him to drive, since he still appeared to be a bit shaken on what happened. As they made their way to the door, Tina said, "Ugh, some of the football team is here, so just a heads up," she said, opening the door and waiting for the two to enter before following behind.
"You okay Kurt? Wanna go somewhere different?" Mercedes asked.
Kurt shook his head. "No, I'm fine. I don't want to run away. Besides, we are in a public place so they wouldn't try anything here. Besides, from the pheromones they're producing, I think they are trying to catch their nightly meals." He pinched his nose, blocking out the smell, Tina doing the same.
Mercedes shrugged. "It's not really bothering me. I have Sam, so that just makes me turned on for him," she said with a giggle as she looked up at the coffee order board. "I know what Kurt wants. I think I'll have a Mint Mocha. What about you, Tina?"
Tina examined the board. "Um, I think I will have a Chai Tea Latte with a hit of coffee. Mike ordered it for me last time and it was mouth-watering!"
Kurt laughed as they made their way to the front and ordered their drinks, giving the barista the names for the orders, then stepped to the side to wait.
"So guys, I wanna run an idea by you all," Tina said as they waited. "Mike sung me Love Story by Taylor Swift when he sired me, and I want to sing him something special for him for our one year anniversary. Problem is, I don't know what to sing to him. Please help me pick a song!"
"Calm down, girl. We will," Mercedes said.
Kurt nodded. "You want to be able to sing to him a song you know and love. Think of your favorite artist. Who is it?"
Tina thought, before replying, "Honestly, and I know this is so totally going to sound Asian, but I really like Utada Hikaru."
"Who?' Mercedes asked, never having heard the name before.
Kurt knew who she was talking about. "How about singing him Simple and Clean? It's a lovely song, and it can express feelings of love."
Tina nodded. "You're right. And I do love that song. Thank you, Kurt," she said, kissing him quickly on the cheek.
Kurt shrugged. "I know, I'm awesome," he said simply.
Mercedes laughed, and Kurt was about to say something else before a smell stopped him. It was strong, but pleasant, and it totally made him lightheaded. Before he could figure out what it was, he heard a male voice, one that made his ears twitch and one that brought a feeling of pleasure surge through him.
This is transcendental
On another level
Boy, you're my lucky star
I wanna walk on your wavelength
And be there when you vibrate
For you I'll risk it all
Kurt turned to see the most beautiful boy he had ever scene. The boy looked like a Greek god. He had curly black hair that hung just above his ears and above his bushy triangular shaped brows, which on anyone else would look ridiculous but on him he somehow made it work. He was a little shorter than himself, and he could tell under the Dalton uniform that he was well defined in the muscle department. His skin was a olive tone, and made his skin look breathtaking. And his voice...it was like the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. It was like he had an orgasm in them, and when the boy had stopped singing, it left him wanting more. And his eyes, that's what caught his attention the most. They were the most beautiful hazel he had ever seen, and at the moment they had a ring of silver around the iris, showing the boy's excitement...
Before Kurt knew what was happening, he felt his knees buckle out under him. He fell to his knees, looking up at the boy. Of course, he was an incubus. Kurt should have been able to tell. He was so elegant. He mentally slapped himself, ashamed that he wasn't more observant.
"Kurt, you okay?" Mercedes asked as she knelt down and was about to help him back up before Tina grabbed her arm and they backed away some. "Girl, what the hell-"
"Stop, Mercedes. He's being sired..." Tina said as Mercedes looked between Kurt and the boy wearing the Dalton uniform. "Just watch, Diva."
Blaine took a deep breath. He knew everyone in the coffee shop was watching, but he didn't care at the moment. They could look all they wanted. All that mattered to him at the time was his partner, his siren, who currently was looking up at him, still sitting on the floor. Blaine walked up to him, extending his hand. The boy looked at it before grasping, letting the incubus pull him up to a standing position. Before he was steady on his feet though, the incubus pulled his hand and yanked the cambion towards him, making their bodies collide with one another.
With a breathtaking smile, the incubus said, "Hi, beautiful."
Kurt blushed at the name. No one had ever called him that before. "...H-Hi..."
Blaine smiled; the boy's voice was breathtaking. If that is what he usually sounded like, he couldn't wait to hear the boy sing...as well as moan his name. "My name's Blaine. Yours?"
"K-Kurt..." the cambion replied.
"Well Kurt, I think it's safe to say you are my partner. Which means I can do this," Blaine said before placing a hand on Kurt's cheek and bringing their lips together, causing both to moan.
Blaine felt the tingle in his lips as he tasted Kurt, tasted his essence. He felt this all the time when he fed from humans, but their taste was nothing compared to Kurt's. It felt right as he absorbed it into his body, and he could feel his constant hunger subside a little as Kurt's taste engulfed him.
Classes at McKinley could not prepare Kurt for the feeling that engulfed him when Blaine pressed their lips together. He was prepared for the tingle that started the feeding, but they way it went through his body almost made him collapse again. He wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, pressing the shorter boy closer to him, as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist. Blaine's taste was amazing, like it was meant only for Kurt. And Kurt knew Blaine was feeling the same way, considering he could feel Blaine's erection pressing up against his.
Eventually they had to come up for air, so they finally released each other, but they did not do anything about their proximity to one another. They could feel all eyes on them, and Blaine chuckled as Kurt blushed. Well, that was unexpected.
"How about we get out of here? My car is outside, and we can go somewhere and finish...this," he said, rubbing his erection against Kurt's as he reached behind the chestnut and grasped one of his ass cheeks, causing the boy to jump. "Somewhere we can go and get to know each other, since it looks like we will be together for a very long time."
"W-We can go to my place . My step-brother is at his girlfriend's and my dad is still at work until seven," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled as he reached down, intertwining their fingers. "This way then, my beautiful and sexy siren." And they walked out of the coffee shop, leaving their opened-mouth friends behind and the stunned coffee shop crowd.