Author's Note:

Hey everyone I don't own Glee!

Also, for trigger warnings see chapter one. Enjoy Chapter 9.

-~Ravage~-

Chapter 9 Bring Me to Life

Like any other day the sun rose, and just like any other night the sun would set. The world keeps turning despite the fact time has frozen for Kurt and Blaine. Wesley and David had gone back to school for the rest of the week, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone with their thoughts. The bonded pair had expected Kurt and Blaine to at least talk about the issue but they hadn't spoken a word to each other since the day of the rescue. They just sat and slept together, Blaine with a troubled look on his face, and Kurt just looking exhausted.

-~Ravage~-

It was Friday afternoon and classes had just let out. Wesley kept an eye out for David as the dominant should be heading to the studio across school for an hour practice before the pair headed for home, or in this case Kurt's apartment, to check on the pale dominant and Blaine.

David was walking towards Wesley, who apparently was deep in thought because the submissive didn't notice the dancer's approach till he had him in a tight embrace.

"Hello handsome. How was your day?" David asked his partner. Wesley pressed a soft kiss to David's cheek before grabbing his hand as they started to walk towards the dance studio.

"My day was fine. The usual in class. I am just so ready for this school year to be over. Finals are going to be horrible because of my recital but it will be worth it to just get to summer. Have you given any though as to what dance groups you want to look at joining for work? I mean you do graduate soon." David smiled at Wesley. He knew the boy had good intentions, but David was unsure about his future. Dance wasn't exactly a lucrative career. He could only do it until he got injured, or until he got too old. Neither of which seemed a positive prognosis for his passion, but he would follow his heart into dance for as long as he was capable.

"I haven't truly thought about anything beyond graduation. I would love to join a contemporary ballet group, but for now my final recital is what I am really working towards. If I have a good enough piece I can use it for auditions in the future. Wes nodded in understanding as they finally made it to the studio. As they entered the studio David realized they were the only ones and he quickly took advantage of that. After stripping off his sweat pants and hoodie he was left clad only in spandex dance shorts. Wesley sat against the ballet bar wall admiring his dominant. David stretched himself out as he walked to the outlet and stereo system to plug in his iPod.

Strong and smooth music flooded the mirrored room as David's muscular body began to work its magic, casting a spell over Wesley as he watched the other man tell a story with his body. The story was one of heartbreak and betrayal, yet it was also one of trust and redemption. The tall dancer reached his hand to the ceiling as if hoping an angel would grab him as the music swelled, but then threw what he was reaching for away as he twirled across the dance floor, leaping through imagined glass windows, spinning with the shards, until it almost looked like he took flight, before collapsing to the ground and curling in on himself. The piano was coming to a slow as he repeated the footsteps from the beginning, a reach, a throw, a walk, a movement, a collapse, in a slow melancholy, as if the beginning would inevitably lead to the end, and then the music stopped as he fell to the ground once more.

No matter how many times Wesley watches his lover dance he will always be in awe of what the other man could do with his body. David got up off the floor as the music repeated itself. He slowly broke apart the dance and practiced it in small chunks, giving himself fully to the movements, making small improvements, and tweaks here and there. The movements slowly got clearer and sharper, and more defined than before, it that was at all possible. Suddenly a voice broke through the wall of instruments.

"It's called Time." David said softly over the piano. Wesley made eye contact with his lover and questioned him.

"Why time?"

-~Ravage~-

Kurt looked at Blaine from across the room. The curly haired man was putting ointment on his chest to ease the pain of the tattoo. Kurt winced and looked away. However Blaine noticed the reaction and slammed the ointment down on the counter.

"You know I get it. Sebastian was right, he claimed me and now I am worthless to you!" Blaine screamed at Kurt finally snapping after not speaking for over a day. Kurt stared at him blankly before anger and frustration filled his eyes.

"This shouldn't have happened to you!" The dominant yelled back standing from where he was seated on the couch.

"Well it did, and I would like some support dealing with this shit show my life has become Kurt! I thought you wanted me! Apparently you only like purity! Well sometimes life happens! So are you going to be here for me anyway or are you going to let me handle this on my own! Because I would like some fucking help!"

"You know I have been doing everything to help you! I fucking recued you! Don't think there was risk involved with that! I broke down a locked door to get to you, because I wanted to save you! I wanted to be with you! But now you are just an ungrateful submissive prick! You should fucking grovel at my feet for what I have done for you!"

"And what have you done! Let me get kidnapped when I was supposed to be under your protection? Please elaborate! You were only fixing the mess you made by rescuing me! And I still got claimed in a disgusting way! You know what I didn't tell you! He raped me! He took me in front of Chandler! I'm not sure if the submissive told you, but I got ripped apart till I passed out! And you know who I was screaming for? Begging to give me strength and help me? YOU! I was yelling for you! Whimpering! I was strong though, I didn't give in! I didn't break! I was prepared to break and die to keep my love for you alive!" With this admission the color drained from Kurt's already pale face, he hadn't known. Chandler hadn't told Kurt about the rape… he had told him other things, other terrible things, but not about the rape. Blaine had everything taken from him. The curly haired submissive was standing very close to Kurt breathing heavily, through the yelling match they had gotten into each other's faces and personal space. Kurt gently ran a hand through Blaine's hair and he saw the man visibly relax into his touch. The submissive in Blaine must be in so much pain. He had been resisting for so long.

Kurt pressed his forehead against Blaine's as a sign of trust and breathed with him, to calm the submissive, and himself.

"What can I do to make this right? How can I fix this?" Kurt asked sincerely with indistinguishable undertones of love and regret tingeing his now gentle voice.

"Kurt… I need to have this removed…" Blaine motioned to his chest and Kurt turned away.

"Blaine… they won't do that without your dominant's permission. You would have to do it illegally…" Blaine took Kurt's hand and looked him in the eye.

"I highly doubt Sebastian has any documentation that he claimed me. Most people think that the tattoo is enough… that they don't need to have any further proof" Before Blaine was done talking Kurt interrupted, visibly frustrated.

"That is because in the illegal removal process they don't have access to anesthesia. It is extremely painful, leaves scars, causes burns, and can kill you. Black market unclaiming is sketchy at best, murderous at worst." Blaine nods accepting the truth in Kurt's words.

"I know Kurt, but the longer we wait, the more likely Sebastian will file the paper work, realizing I am gone, and not coming back. I need to do this and I want you to be there with me. I can do this alone, but if I become incapacitated I need someone there… to force them to keep going and finish the job."

Kurt pulled Blaine into a tight embrace, even though the boy winced when pressure was put on his chest, due to the tattoo. "Blaine I don't want to lose you. What if you are killed during this?" Blaine held himself against porcelain and inhaled deeply.

"I either die removing myself from Sebastian's grasp, or I die in his grasp. I would much rather do this on my terms. Will you help me?"

-~Ravage~-

David was about to answer Wesley's question when his cell phone rang. He jogged towards his bag and mouthed one minute, before calling across the room.

"It's Burt!"

"Pick it up David come on!" Wesley said walking quickly over to his partner.

"Hello, this is David… Hi Burt, what's up?" Wesley pressed his ear close to David's head as to hear both ends of the conversation.

"Nothing much kid. I just made some head way in getting the complaints from the other submissives about Sebastian. I think there would be enough to press charges, if we can get them to come forward. If all of them do though, there is a good chance we could get him put away."

"But that doesn't make sense. It is within his right to forcibly claim submissives."

"That is true David, but he isn't allowed to perform extreme abuses, or leave them with their tattoos. Once he moves on he has to unclaim them in a humane way. He can't use the black market. And he most likely didn't remove his mark from them when he moved on, telling them he would be back. If I am right he technically has eight or nine submissive's that are still 'his' but he really is only legally allowed to have one. Of course the law usually will side with a dominant, this is very hard to believe and excuse, even if we have a biased jury."

"This is so hard to believe though…"

"I know, luckily there was a lot of hospital documentation of extreme injuries on his submissives. It was all just brushed under the rug; with some persuasion though I am sure we could bring it to light."

"Are you going to send Kurt and I he information?"

"Yes I am. I am going to mail you the physical files though, so it can't be electronically traced by Sebastian. Are you and Kurt both at those two same addresses?"

"Yes we are sir."

"Kid I have told you, just call me Burt. You and your sub seem to be good friends with my boy, you are family now."

"Thanks Burt. Kurt and I will keep a close eye on our mail boxes."

"No problem kid. I'll talk to you sometime soon." And with that the line clicked off. Wesley very quickly had commentary to give about the conversation.

"I can't believe there is an actual chance that we could put Sebastian into prison." The submissive said in disbelief.

"Yea… but there would still have to be a trial. We would put a lot of submissive's in a lot of pain. Ultimately this is Blaine's decision. We could save a lot of subs, but a lot of them probably just want to put Sebastian behind them."

"I understand that. I am just thankful that Blaine could have this as an option." David nodded at Wesley's statement and then the dancer went back to practicing his routine; moving his body to the music, completely forgetting about the question posed earlier by his lover.

'Why time?'

-~Ravage~-

Kurt and Blaine were both calmer after talking to each other, but there was still tension in the air. Not because of what had happened though, but because of what they were going to have to do, soon. It was getting late, and the pair were still at David and Wesley's house.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked from the couch.

"Yes Blaine?"

"Do you think tonight we could go back to my place, so we could sleep in a bed, and not on a couch?" Kurt nodded in response, when they heard a key in the lock.

"Kurt! Blaine! We are back! What do you guys want for dinner?" Blaine looked at Wesley and smiled across the room.

"I think I know what I want to eat?" Blaine said with confidence. Kurt sighed. It was going to be unhealthy, he knew it.

"I want Ad Alberto's Mexican food!" Blaine said laughing, knowing that David and Kurt would not approve of his choice, but he just didn't care. David raised an eye brow at Kurt and Wesley laughed at Blaine's outburst.

"Nice to see you are more chipper Blaine." David said as he put his dance bag down behind the couch. "And also nice to see the two of you talking." The dark skinned dom added onto his previous statement in a light-hearted manner. Kurt grumbled.

"Maybe not for long, unless I can get a salad with all the unhealthy food he plans on eating." Blaine laughed for the first time in ages, and all of this banter amongst friends lifted a weight off of his shoulders.

It wasn't long after that the boys were all gathered around the table in Wesley and David's apartment with a game of jungle speed going as they were all eating taquitos and nachos. Wesley flipped over his card and quickly grabbed the game 'totem' from the middle of the table, suddenly Blaine, Kurt and David all yelled, "Disrespect!" loudly as Wesley then had to take all the cards as punishment.

"I swear I thought we had the same card!" He declared to Kurt as he stacked his increased number of cards together shuffling them slightly.

"Tough luck!" Kurt joked back as he grabbed another nacho.

"I thought you wanted a salad." David teased the other dom.

"Oh shut it. I've been eating salads every day for god knows how long. I can eat nachos once and awhile." The four of them continue to laugh and eat the take-out Mexican food late into the night. After what seems like hundreds of games of jungle speed, and too much food for Kurt's complexion to handle Blaine and Kurt were finally at the door saying goodbye to Wesley and David.

"After how many days of you two crashing in our living room you are finally ready to handle a night on your own?" David playfully teased, but gave Kurt a threatening look, issuing a warning about Blaine's well-being. David liked Kurt but Blaine was his number one priority besides Wesley.

"Yes, we are ready to sleep in a real bed, if that is what you are asking David." Blaine said sliding an arm around Kurt's waist.

"Okay Blaine."

"Call if you need anything." Wesley said appearing beside David to wish his friends well.

"Will do Wes." Blaine said with a wink. "Now Kurt and I would really like to leave. It is very late." Blaine started pushing Kurt away from the door. "So we bid you goodnight." And with that Blaine dragged Kurt away to the dom's SUV.

As both Kurt and Blaine hopped into the vehicle they smiled at each other.

"It was nice to see you laughing tonight Blaine." The submissive smiled at Kurt and buckled his seatbelt.

"What would you like to do tonight Kurt?" Blaine asked as he turned the radio to the Broadway station.

"I don't know. I don't feel like sleeping. We could always just relax in each other's company."

"I like that idea."

-~Ravage~-

David and Wesley were putting away the game and cleaning up the table.

"You know I don't think we ever really spoke to Kurt before all the ordeals with Blaine." David commented.

"Yea. I don't think we did either."

"Why is that?"

"I'm not sure. It might have been just because we didn't want any other doms involved in Blaine's life." Wesley nodded at David's statement and wrapped his arms around his dominant.

"You know… it has been awhile since we have been alone…" Wesley whispered into David's ear. The dancer shivered as his partner's lips ghosted over his neck, sucking softly on David's dark skin.

"It has been a long time…" David moaned lowly as Wesley palmed him through the dancers sweat pants. "Please Wes…"

"Please what David?" Wesley purred as he led his boyfriend to their bedroom.

"Please anything." Wesley chuckled at David's pleas. Even though David was his dominant Wesley was usually in control. He always got what he wanted from David. And he was definitely going to get it tonight as well.

"As you wish."

-~Ravage~-

"You idiot! You fucking idiot!" Sebastian screamed at chandler as he threw him across the small practice room. "You were the one who led them to my safe house! I gave you Kurt signed, sealed and delivered!"

"I didn't mean to Sebastian honestly…" Chandler cried as the dominant continued to beat him.

"You are an ingrate!" Sebastian yelled as he was winding up for another kick when the door to the music practice room burst open and a security guard was standing there.

"This studio closed hours ago! Get ou- Hey what are you doing! You can't beat that boy!" the guard tackled Sebastian and snapped plastic handcuffs onto him as he radioed for help.

"Code Red! Code Red! There is submissive abuse happening. I need a medic and the police!" Sebastian was growling still trying to get to Chandler.

"You fucking pig! You will forever regret the day you double crossed me!" Chandler looked at the raging dominant and then the security guard, before letting his eyes slide closed.

"The submissive just passed out! I need that medic!" Were the last words Chandler registered before he slipped away from the world.

-~Ravage~-

Kurt and Blaine held each other's hands tightly as Blaine unlocked his apartment and the pair finally entered. It seemed like it had been forever since Blaine was in his own place, but this time he had a dominant he was welcoming into his world, that wasn't David.

"Would you like anything to drink Kurt?" Blaine asked, playing the role of a good host.

"Sure. You can just bring whatever you feel like. I'll drink anything." Kurt smiled at Blaine from the couch as he carefully unlaced his designer boots. Blaine watched the dom slide his hands down those long lean legs to reach the boots and he felt the stirrings of arousal snake their way towards his groin.

"Well if we want to relax and enjoy each other's company then is red wine okay?"

"That is entirely up to you Mr. Anderson." Kurt said in a sultry tone as Blaine uncorked the bottle. Blaine poured the wine into two glasses and handed one to Kurt as he sat down next to the dom.

"How did you manage to get such fine wine when you are underage?"

"Cooper likes to give presents." Blaine said simply with a smile, but then the shyness started to kick in. "Maybe we should go back and forth asking and answering questions. Get to know each other. I mean I know you are an insanely talented singer, but what else do I not know about you?" Blaine trailed off, getting softer in volume, towards the end of his sentence. Kurt clinked his glass against Blaine's.

"Let the game begin." Kurt said with a mischievous smile.

-~Ravage~-

David groaned lowly as Wesley continued to grind against him. The musician was straddling his dancer's lap slowly rotating his hips, causing delicious friction between said musician's ass and David's hard cock.

"You tease." David breathily said as he rolled his eyes back as another wave of pleasure washed over him.

"You know you like it David. Don't even try to deny it. If my ass is anywhere near your cock you don't care if I am teasing or not." Wesley punctuated this sentence with more pressure on David's cock, causing the other man to groan loudly. David grabbed Wesley's face and pulled his submissive down onto him kissing him hard. The dancer pressed his tongue against Wesley's and they deepened the kiss, wrapping their arms around each other. The darker skinned dominant sucked harshly on his submissive's throat, leaving a dark hickey in his wake, and a moaning boy on top of him.

"Wesley… you know what you should do?"

"What David? Do tell." Wesley smiled and kissed his dominant quickly.

"You should suck me off." David said lowly as he nibbled on Wesley's ear.

"Anything you want, sir." The submissive said with a purr at the end of his statement. Wesley slide down his dominant's body and slowly pulled off the only thing left on David's body, his sweatpants. Wesley could never get enough of David's body, and those strong legs always gave David insane amounts of power behind his thrusts. Wesley shivered at the thought of David's cock inside of him, but he knew he needed to get his mouth around his dominant's length soon, if he wanted to get it given to him rough and hard, the way he liked it. Wesley finished removing David's sweatpants and admired the young man's virile length. He wrapped his hand around David's cock and gave it a long pump, enjoying the feel of David quivering beneath his hand.

"Don't test my patience Wesley." The submissive cracked a smile at David's attempt at controlling him, but happily obliged the other man. He lowered his mouth to the tip of the dancer's cock and gently dipped his tongue into David's slit.

"You always taste good, master." Wesley smirked before suddenly taking his lover into his mouth sucking hard as he felt his nose touch his lover's skin. He started to bob his head, suppressing his gag reflex. David bucked into Wesley's mouth, as his hands flew to burry themselves in his submissive's hair.

"Fuck. Wes… oh god…" The strings of curses continued as Wesley applied more suction, moving his mouth along his lover's length. The submissive slid his hands along David's thighs as he lavished the thick cock inside of his wet, hot mouth, enjoying the taste of his lover's salty precum. Wesley moved his tongue faster, moaning around his lover's cock, causing David to shudder and grip his sub's hair even tighter.

"You are doing such a good job Wes. You are so good with your tongue." David moaned out his encouragement to his submissive. Wesley loved having David in his mouth. He loved the heavy feeling of the other man's length on his tongue and the praise he always received for giving his dominant pleasure. He bobbed his head faster as David bucked faster and harder into his mouth, forcing Wesley to relax and take David deep into his throat. "Fuck Wesley. If you don't stop I'm going to cum…"

As soon as Wesley heard that he slowed his ministrations and pulled away.

"I want you inside me when you cum David." Wesley said with a confident smile, but at the same time he had an eyebrow raised. Asking the question of how David truly wanted his orgasm.

"Turn around and let me stretch you Wes." David groaned. Wesley did exactly as his lover asked. He positioned himself with his cock and ass over David's face, still allowing himself access to his dominant's length. This was one of David's favorite parts of sex. He loved the sixty-nine position; being able to pleasure, while being simultaneously pleasured feels great. David took Wesley's cock deep into his mouth sucking hard as a finger circled the boy's tender entrance. Wesley moaned around his dominant's cock and struggled not to buck. David knew that the boy would give in though. Despite him being the dominant, he and Wesley had a very different relationship in bed. He loved the feeling of taking care of his partner. He viewed himself as more of Wesley's caretaker and protector, rather than his master. He loved how he could make Wes look control, until the boy was fucking his throat, while begging to be fucked.

David pulled his hand away from Wesley's ass to swipe a bottle of lubricant off the bedside table that he always keeps in reach. After drizzling a generous amount onto his fingers he proceeded to press one finger into Wesley. His beautiful submissive bucked under him, and began to rock his hips, fucking his dominant's eager mouth with his length. David pushed his finger in and out of Wesley's ass, enjoying the feeling of his submissive's entrance fluttering around his finger. When he was satisfied that Wesley could take one finger, since it had been awhile for the both of them, he gently pressed in another finger causing his lover to buck harder into his mouth unable to control himself. David didn't care that Wesley had forgot to sick him off, he was entirely focused on giving his submissive pleasure. Another finger and some wild throat fucking Wesley was begging to have David's cock in his ass.

"Please David. I am ready, and definitely stretched enough. I need you inside of me. Please?" Wesley moaned for his dark skinned lover.

"Are you sure?" David teased as he pumped his fingers in and out, purposely avoiding his lover's prostate.

"Yes I am sure. David…" Wesley whimpered. Finally his dominant gave in, easing Wesley off of him onto the bed on his hands and knees. David lined his cock up with his submissive's entrance and pushed only his head into Wesley, moaning lowly at the feeling of heat and slickness.

"I need more…" Wesley whined. David smiled and kissed his lover's back.

"If you want more, then take it." Wesley immediately understood and pushed himself backwards, impaling himself on David's cock. The claimed pair both groaned at the pleasure that enveloped them. David rocked his hips rubbing his cock against Wesley's prostate causing him to scream in pleasure.

"Yes David…yes David… that feels so good. Please, please, oh god I need it."

"What do you need?" Wesley's dominant questioned, while continuing to slowly rock his hips, fucking his lover at an agonizingly slow pace.

"I need you to take me harder." The submissive could barely moan out as he attempted to fuck himself on his lover's cock. Mimicking his lover's earlier words he slammed into Wesley.

"As you wish." He felt his legs hitting Wesley's, and heard the slapping of flesh as he nailed his partner's prostate. His submissive's pleasure echoed through their apartment, and his neighbors probably were getting a pretty good show out of this. David loved the feeling Wesley's ass created against his length. The tightness felt as if it were sucking his throbbing member back into it as he thrust roughly. Both he and his submissive were panting hard, glistening in a light sheen of sweat before he reached underneath them and started to stroke Wesley's cock in time with his thrusts.

"You are so handsome beneath me like this Wes. You are so beautiful and you feel so good around me." David praised his submissive. Wesley moaned in response, words not being at his disposal when he was in the throes of pleasure.

"Please sir I am going to cum." David simply slammed into his lover harder in response. They both were so close. David's thrusts became short and erratic as he edged closer and closer to orgasm, his strokes on Wesley's length becoming harsher and more desperate. They both felt their stomachs coiling as they came together. Wesley's cum streaking over David's hand and the sheets below them; and David's cum filled his submissive's tight, thoroughly-fucked ass. The pair lay down next to each other after David pulled out of his lover. They shared long, languid kisses as they both fell asleep curled up against each other. Happy.

"You know I never really answered why my dance piece was called time." David admitted.

"Why is that?" Wesley said after a yawn that ended with him scooting closer to David. The dominant wrapped his arms around his submissive and kissed his forehead.

"Because I want to dance through time, prolonging it, because I can never have enough time with you."

-~Ravage~-

Kurt glanced at Blaine out of the corner of his eye. The man looked really cute as he thought of an answer to Kurt's question.

"I don't really know how to answer that. I guess my favorite piano piece would have to be... Chopin's: Étude op. 10 No. 1 in C Major. What is your favorite song from a musical?"

"Oh god Blaine you aren't allowed to ask impossible to answer questions." Kurt said before he took a sip of wine. They had been going at this game for several hours now and the dominant couldn't believe how much he had learned about Blaine. He finally had it explained to his why Blaine was so good at suppressing his extreme submission, and why he learned how to box. So to lighten the mood Kurt had begun asking silly questions about Blaine's music and hobbies.

"You have to answer it Kurt." Blaine said with a playful smile.

"Fine if I have to choose. I would pick Totally Fucked in the musical Spring Awakening. It isn't technically amazing, but it describes a lot of situations in my life."

"Why is that?" Blaine questioned raising an eyebrow. Kurt laughed and ran a hand through his own hair.

"To be honest the opening line of the song says it all. I quote 'There's that moment you know….you're fucked'. And that is really the story of my life." Kurt said with a delicately raised eyebrow. "I have to ask the same question of you. Do you have a favorite musical number?" Kurt asked the beautiful curly haired submissive.

"Oh that is a no brainer for me. As long as you're mine from Wicked. A musical full of forbidden love, romance, friendship, betrayal. It is beautiful." Kurt smiled and gently ran his hand through Blaine's thick curls.

"May I?" Blaine wasn't exactly sure why Kurt was asking for permission, but Blaine nodded anyway. And a kiss that defeated their first kiss by miles took place. What started as a simple brush of Kurt's lips against his turned into something full of love and devotion. There was no lust, only caring compassion for someone who Kurt already considered his submissive.

"Blaine you are so handsome, and when you talk about things you are passionate for your eyes light up and you are full of life. You are my melody." Blaine blushed a deep shade of red and brushed a stray curl out off of his face.

"I don't know what to say… Thank you." Blaine looked away shyly, his confidence suddenly sapped away at such a show of love. But apparently Kurt wasn't done.

"In the future. If you would be willing to have me. I would love to be your dominant." Blaine couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Kurt… that means so much to mean. And I appreciate it, I really do. But right now I am not in any position to make a commitment… till I have the one I am in… you know… terminated." Blaine said with a tinge of sadness in his now strong again voice. Kurt nodded in understanding.

"Blaine I will be here for you very step of the way. No matter what it takes. Everything is your choice, but no matter what I will protect you to the end. And when you are ready, even if that is never, I will be here waiting." Kurt said giving Blaine a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Thank you Kurt." Blaine said with a smile. The pair slowly finished their wine in a comfortable silence, before heading off into Blaine's bedroom to sleep. Blaine got into bed and felt Kurt climb in behind him. The dominant was very respectful and didn't touch Blaine, but as they fell asleep the submissive couldn't help but smile as a very drowsy Kurt wrapped his arms around him. Then finally after basking in the warmth of Kurt's body Blaine let sleep over take him. Who ever knew that the man he had met in the club would turn out to be a new best friend, and life time protector.

-~Ravage~-

Chandler heard the slow beeping of hospital machines as he slowly came to. His mother and father sat in the visitors chairs dozing while sitting up. He attempted to clear his extremely dry throat but ended up coughing, causing his mother to awaken startled.

"Chandler! Oh my god you are awake! Nurse! He is up! Joseph wake up!" His mother was alerting everyone to his newfound consciousness and soon people were bustling about checking his vitals and asking him all sorts of questions. He was just waiting for the question he didn't want to answer to come up, but it did. The only police officer in the room approached him gravely with a pen and paper pad in hand. He offered them to Chandler.

"Can you write down the name of your attacker for me?" Chandler inhaled deeply and nodded, knowing he would regret this in the future.

-~Ravage~-

Well this chapter is a lot longer than usual so I hope you all enjoyed it. Don't worry the Klaine is coming, but I need to get through plot (granted I do love plot) in order to get there. You want their first time to be special yes? I thought so.

Here is the dance video that I based David's dance off of, the video is called Arcadian Broad (age 16) performing "TIME". Just erase the spaces and the ( ).

www .youtube (. c o m) /watch?feature=fvwp&v=wYuBLv73jFA&NR=1

Also Blaine's favorite piano piece is a real piece and it is beautiful. Feel free to look it up on youtube and give it a listen.

Well tata for now. PLEASE REVIEW~~~~

-Raven