Author's Note:
I don't own Glee. (Just covering all my bases.)
For trigger warnings see the chapter 1 Author's Note!
Hey everyone! I am really really REALLY excited to be writing this fanfiction. The idea came to me when I was listening to Lady Gaga's Telephone and all of a sudden this story was born out of it. Please keep reading and enjoying (and reviews would be appreciated ). Thank you for your time and I look forward to seeing where this adventure will lead our little Kurt and Blaine.
-Raven
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Chapter 2 It's Not Right But It's Okay
Blaine woke up with a headache pounding in his head. It had been a little over two weeks since he had seen Porcelain and he was feeling the pain. It was hard to ignore his need to submit for his entire life, but after having a small taste of what it felt like to be held by a dominant his body was craving more. The muscular man disentangled himself from his black sheets and made his way into the bathroom. The cold tile under his feet was unpleasant, but the need to wash the sleep out of his eyes overpowered the repulsion to the temperature change. He twisted the water faucet and then splashed the warm water over his face as he proceeded to grab his shaving cream and razor.
As Blaine got ready for the day he realized that he looked like shit. Yes he knew he wasn't sleeping well but this was ridiculous. Lately in his classes Sebastian Smythe had been bothering him. Not only was Sebastian known for trying to claim subs that didn't want it, he had a thing for Blaine since day one. Going outside everyday was in some aspects a struggle for Blaine. Most doms wouldn't forcibly claim a sub, but some would and Blaine couldn't risk his degree. He wanted to write and compose music more than anything, and because of that he had to give up finding a partner. Subs were expected to stay at home for their doms, like a concubine, used only for sex. Blaine was better than that.
The curly hair was tamed. His face was clean shaven. He had on a pair of close fitting jeans and a light blue polo shirt that was closed at the collar with a dark blue and black plaid bowtie. He slipped on his shoes, grabbed his bag, and headed out the door to his seminar at Julliard.
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Blaine finally slipped out of his lecture and it was time for him to practice. He opened the door to his usual practice room and the Yamaha full grand piano was waiting for him, beckoning him towards it. With a soft click the door to the sound proof practice room closed behind him as he opened up his warm up book. The scales flowed effortlessly off his fingers and the arpeggios as well. Blaine pushed his hands faster and faster in order to build up strength. If he couldn't play piano he couldn't compose or conduct. Finally after Blaine felt he was sufficiently warmed up he placed the piece of untitled music he was currently composing onto the music stand and started letting the notes are harmonies envelope him inside the small room.
Blaine had finished playing through the first movement when he finally looking up to see Sebastian standing on the far side of the piano. Blaine took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
"It's against school policy to interrupt someone in the practice room during their allotted practice time. I will report you if you don't leave." Blaine said firmly. Sebastian sauntered forward and slid a hand across Blaine's shoulders as he circled to the side of the piano nearest Blaine.
"But you like having me here don't you Blaine? Don't you want me to play with you again? Don't remember what a good time we had together?" Sebastian said with a confident smirk on his face. This expression however only served to fuel Blaine's subsequent anger.
"Sebastian I don't know how many times I have to tell you it was a mistake! We had sex once! You tricked me and seduced me when I was vulnerable and I am not looking to do it again! That's it! Nothing more! Now get out!" Blaine yelled at the other student, but because the room was sound proof no one could hear the fight breaking out between the two. Sebastian closed in on Blaine and grabbed the shorter man forcing him into an embrace.
"Don't be scared Blaine. You know I will take care of you. Provide the domination you crave." Blaine breathed deeply in an effort to calm himself down and rebel against his growing submission, but instead he inhaled Sebastian's Armani Code cologne and fell in even deeper practically collapsing against the brown haired man. Sebastian's hands wandered down Blaine's back and slid into the other man's pants squeezing Blaine's ass. The curly haired man panted and mewled softly under Sebastian's touch. "On your knees. Now."
With that order Blaine dropped to his knees hungrily waiting for what Sebastian had to give him. "Stop asshole!" Wes yelled as he walked into the room. Thank god Blaine had asked Wes to pick him up at the end of his practice session or he would probably be sucking Sebastian's long hard length right now. To be honest the submissive in Blaine was disappointed with the current predicament that left him wanting, but it was for the best. Sebastian sneered at Wes as he left the room and Blaine completely collapsed onto the floor. Wes put his trumpet case down and dropped to the floor beside Blaine holding him as he broke down.
"Wes I can't keep doing this. It's so hard…" Blaine cries frustrated with himself. "You have David to protect you. He claimed you when you needed him and you both have each other. I can't keep resisting. No dom would let me keep going to school. You found David in high school before you both were marked and it worked out really well for the both of you. I can't keep resisting…" The curly haired man held onto Wes tightly as he struggled to breathe.
"Let's go get David from the dance practice room. They should be done soon." Wes packed up Blaine's things and started ushering him down the hallway full of practice rooms when Blaine suddenly stopped in front of one of the little windows looking in on a different room. It was Porcelain. 'What is he doing here? Why is he in a practice room at Julliard? Why is he at my school? How old is he?' Wes tried to get a glimpse of the person Blaine was looking at and he recognized him as the dom from the club several weeks ago.
"Fan-fucking-tastic timing." Wes cursed under his breath. Of all the times Blaine had to be extremely needy and submissive it had to be when the dom that had brought all these feelings back was present. Wes grabbed Blaine's arm and literally dragged the broken boy away from the window. Before Blaine was going to get any closer to this new dom he was going to do some serious background research. 'If that dom was in a practice room he has to be a student—and that's a great place to start searching from' Wes thought to himself. "Come on Blaine. We need to go find David. He is waiting for us now." With that the two boys left.
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Blaine felt so confused, but now that he had David and Wes with him he felt better. All three of them were back at the apartment that David and Wes shared together since the claiming.
"Blaine we really should file complaints against Sebastian. Maybe we can have a restraining order put in covering you." David said trying to think logically for his friend, but quickly Wes interrupted his line of thought.
"David that won't work because Blaine isn't claimed. There are almost no protections for unclaimed subs. That is just how the system works. We have to keep an eye on him and try to keep Sebastian away or he has to get claimed by a kind dom who would let him continue in school. Blaine has so much talent we can't let him just drop out because of issues like this. And with the state he is in I don't think he is ready to be claimed, even by a dom who would respect his wishes to stay at Julliard." David nodded in acknowledgment of what Wes had said.
"The system is fucked up." David cursed.
"I know. But there isn't anything we can do about it, so we have to work within it. Now I can be with Blaine during the back half of his practice times, and because I am claimed by you I have protections. So if Sebastian can't touch me— and I am between him and Blaine— that should be okay and work. And you then get out of Dance so we can all walk home together like we did today. I mean that really is all we can do for now." Both David and Wes were really concerned for their friend.
Instinctively Wes brought a hand up to his chest where what previously had been just an S for submissive was now David's name accompanying it printed next to the S. When a dominant made a claim they both, by federal law, had to have each other's names tattooed under their markings to confirm the claim. This was to limit partner swapping, because in order to nullify a claiming the tattoo has to be removed and it is an extremely painful process.
"David… do you think Sebastian would forcibly claim him?" Wes whispered quietly so Blaine in the living room couldn't hear them.
"To be honest Wes I wouldn't put it past him, but you know I will do everything in my power to protect him." David pulled Wes against him and held him tightly against his chest. Wes was always very strong for a submissive, but Blaine was always his weak spot. "Listen Wes, you had said he saw the dom from the other night at the club in the practice rooms. Are you sure it was him?" David questioned.
"You know I am not entirely sure. I was pretty drunk when the guy approached Blaine in the club, but Blaine seemed pretty shocked to see him, and I am fairly certain he thought it was the same guy." David nodded at Wes's words.
"Do you think we could get this dom to talk to Blaine, or watch over him? Can we find anything out about him? Like what department he is from? If he has a sub? If he is good to unclaims?"
"David you seem to be putting a lot of faith in a guy we met at a club. But I will do my best to find out some information about him. I think we also need to call Cooper. He really helped Blaine out in the past with the boxing and self-defense." Wes replied. "I am going to go check on Blaine now. You call Cooper. I'll be right back." Wes then got up and walked from the kitchenette area to the living room where Blaine was on the couch plugged into his aqua colored iPod listening to his favorite Holst movement, Jupiter. Wes rubbed Blaine's arm gently.
"How are you doing?" Wes questioned the curly haired composer.
"I'm doing a lot better than earlier. I was having a moment in there. Sebastian really gets to me. Usually it isn't that bad but I've been off since the club. Did you see who I saw today? Or am I going nuts with insatiable lust?" Blaine questioned in a slightly playful tone, which was a relief to Wes.
"I think we both saw the mysterious Porcelain, but let's not get ahead of ourselves Blaine." Wes offered cautionary advice even though he knew Blaine didn't really need it. The man had a good head on his shoulders.
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Wes felt a little weird snooping around school for information on Porcelain, but hell anything for a friend was his motto. The real question was where he going to find people who knew the man. 'Porcelain didn't look like he had an instrument in his hands, but there was a piano in the room. He was in the music practice rooms and couldn't be in the dance program or David would know him. He wasn't in the orchestra section or I would know him. Blaine obviously didn't know him, so he isn't from composing. All that's left that I need to check are the jazz and vocal departments.'
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Blaine sat with David in the apartment. Both their morning classes were over and they were free the rest of the afternoon. Blaine should be composing but no. David had to go and call in the heavy artillery. Cooper was on his way from fucking Ohio—wasting time flying—to fix Blaine's problems.
"Why did you have to call my brother? Both he and I have better things to be doing with our time. I am fine now! I don't need help! I can take care of myself!" Blaine yelled at his friend frustrated. Blaine knew he actually needed help, but inconveniencing others to get it made him really uncomfortable.
"Blaine, Cooper is going to be here in a few hours and then we are going to go pick him up from the airport. I told him about how you stopped boxing last fall."
"Why would you tell him that!?" Blaine was furious with the fact David had told Cooper about that. When Blaine was in high school he had gotten bullied before he had transferred to Dalton Academy, and in order for Blaine to defend himself Cooper had enrolled him in boxing classes. He had done it, and practiced many hours… until last fall when Blaine got really busy with school. Then the practicing dropped off and eventually ceased. Blaine had felt bad about it, but school was more important to him. He thought he could protect himself without continuing to practice. That theory however, judging by the day's events, was proven wrong.
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Wes had called in a few favors in the filing office of student records but he finally had some information on Porcelain, otherwise properly called Dominant Kurt Elizabeth Hummel. He was 22 and a senior in the vocal performance department. He was born in Lima Ohio to a Burt Hummel and a now deceased Elizabeth Hummel. He graduated from McKinley High School and is about to get out of class, where Wes was going to 'ambush' him in a sense. Wes had questions and, hopefully, Kurt had answers.
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Blaine and David were in the dom's car as they headed to the New York airport to pick up Cooper. The curly haired submissive was not happy about the predicament that David forced him into, but it was what it was and he couldn't change it. As they pulled up into the terminal pick up zone Cooper quickly spotted their car and jumped in with his bag, giving Blaine a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder.
"I missed you kid. I heard you have been having some problems."
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Wes saw Kurt coming out of his breath support seminar when he tapped him boldly on the shoulder, but before Wes could get a word out of his mouth Kurt was already speaking.
"I heard from a little birdie you were digging up some information on me. I've been waiting for you to come and find me. I heard you have also been having some problems."
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