A/N: Okay, so first I wrote 'Time Enough to Forgive', which was a sad futurefic vampire!AU where Kurt is dying and Sebastian wants to turn him into a vampire. Recently I wrote 'Midnight Rendezvous' which I saw as a prequel to that fic, where we see how and why Sebastian became a vampire to begin with. I felt there seriously needed to be a middle, so here it is. I hope you enjoy. Warning for biting, erotic reaction to blood sucking, sexual acts, and the impending death of a major character (no gore).
Things have changed. Things always change. They must change if life is to continue.
Sebastian changed when he decided to cheat on Kurt, even though he could never have predicted that he would become a vampire.
Kurt changed, too.
When Sebastian first came to Kurt's window in search of his forgiveness…and in search of his blood, Kurt refused to give it, but over time he realized how much he missed the love of his life, how even though they had been ripped completely apart he would do anything to share a moment or two together.
If that meant spilling a little blood, then he would do it.
He never realized how much he would enjoy it – the closeness, the intimacy, fulfilling Sebastian's needs.
Kurt became Sebastian's favorite midnight snack, and not simply because Sebastian was now a creature who sought out blood, but because Kurt's blood called to him. There was a time when Sebastian tried to resist that call. He traveled across the world, settling for a while in France in order to escape it, but even across continents he could hear Kurt's blood crying out for him. It called to him with memories of their life together, the future they had planned, the love that Kurt still kept in his heart that belonged only to Sebastian.
That love ached inside Kurt every moment he couldn't be with Sebastian. It took the place of oxygen and water and food and left him wanting every second of every minute of every day. All the decisions he made, all the change he had planned on seemed meaningless without Sebastian to share them with.
Which is why five years to the date that Sebastian was changed, they found themselves together in Kurt's new apartment in New York, naked in Kurt's bed, Kurt writhing beneath his boyfriend's cold, hard body as Sebastian planted small nips down his chest, traveling down his inner thigh, taking only small sips of blood to fuel his hunger for Kurt's body, feeding off the moans and whimpers those tiny bites elicited from Kurt's trembling lips; the breathy whispers of, "Yes…oh yes, Sebastian…more…"
Kurt and Sebastian didn't wait for change. They made it happen. They found a way to be together.
Sebastian spends the daylight hours asleep in Kurt's bed, with the smell of his beloved to lull him to sleep and make him feel safe and loved and human again. No more hiding out in crypts or burying himself beneath the earth. They blacked out the windows in Kurt's bedroom and put heavy velvet curtains over them to keep out any trace of sunlight. Sebastian hunts at night, discreetly prowling the empty city streets, but every night he comes home to his boyfriend.
They accept it as a part of their life together, so they never discuss it.
As long as Kurt gets to spend every night with Sebastian, kissing him, touching him, giving and taking from him, Kurt doesn't begrudge Sebastian a single thing he has to do to exist in this world.
Kurt gets the chance to live his dream – classes at NYADA, interning at Vogue, while still coming home to the man he loves.
For a while everything is perfect, but change is inevitable…and not always kind.
Sometimes it interferes with even the most carefully laid plans.
Nosebleeds.
Headaches.
A few annoying bouts of nausea.
The occasional dizzy spell.
Kurt jokes with Isabelle that if he didn't know better he would say he was pregnant, but her constant worrying sends him to the doctor one Thursday afternoon.
Kurt feels a little guilty handing over his blood to another man, but it's necessary to put Isabelle's mind at ease.
When he finds out about the new possible change in his life, he pushes it aside, hides his grief until he can be completely sure.
Kurt comes home from work late, and a worried Sebastian is pacing the living room floor, debating between leaving to try and find his boyfriend, or waiting patiently even though Kurt isn't answering his phone.
The sight of Kurt walking through the door is a rapture like no other Sebastian has ever known, and without a word he takes Kurt into his arms and drags him off to bed. Little does Sebastian know that it's just the distraction that Kurt needs. Sebastian's body presses into his, keeping him grounded. Sebastian uses all of his self-control to keep from tearing the Vivienne Westwood suit from Kurt's body, stripping him of his clothes and laying them out in the overly particular way Kurt insists upon.
Sebastian may be a monster, but he's not a savage, and that contrast makes Kurt giggle.
Sebastian wastes no time nibbling a path down Kurt's body, feeling his boyfriend tremble beneath him, enjoying the way his muscles twitch when he hits a spot that's a bit more ticklish than the rest. Lately though, Sebastian has had a harder time than before getting lost in the sinful, decadent taste of Kurt's blood. It's different; the sweet undertone of it tainted by something bitter – not all together bad, just not all together Kurt.
Sebastian wondered when he first tasted it whether it was the city changing Kurt's blood – the new atmosphere, the abundance of pollution, maybe some food he was eating at work, but some newly acquired animal instinct told Sebastian that wasn't it. He had a suspicion, but he didn't want to say it out loud, not willing to squash Kurt's dreams by jumping to conclusions. Now as he slowly sinks his teeth into the warm flesh of Kurt's inner thigh, he knows for sure.
Sebastian stops, pulling away quickly, and Kurt immediately notices.
"What's wrong?" Kurt pants; gazing down at Sebastian's confused expression with unabashed lust in his dark eyes.
"You…you taste different," Sebastian replies with a frown. Kurt's face twists, gasping in embarrassment.
"Not bad," Sebastian hurries, "just…different. Wrong, somehow…"
Kurt's eyes dart away and Sebastian knows that Kurt has been keeping something from him; a secret, and something big if the way he blushes a furious red is any indication.
"I…"
Sebastian doesn't let him answer. Kurt is the master of the evade, and Sebastian knows he's not about to simply tell him what's going on. Instead, Sebastian crawls up Kurt's body and bites into his arm, into the soft skin of his inner elbow since this is as close to Kurt's heart as he dares to get. He is distracted for a moment by the way Kurt moans wantonly into the open air, and Sebastian almost lets it go, willing to put off discovering Kurt's secret to get back to the business of giving him pleasure, but all of Sebastian's senses are heightened and his curiosity overwhelms him.
He takes as much of Kurt's blood as he dares and then closes the wound with his tongue. He sits up on his heels, holding this essence of Kurt's life in his mouth, shutting his eyes to concentrate on chasing that foreign flavor that's starting to take over the one Sebastian adores so much. He swallows, and suddenly everything becomes clear. He opens his eyes with a smile on his face, licking his lips.
If he had a heartbeat, it would be racing in his chest.
"Kurt," Sebastian says quietly, his red eyes shining in the dark with unbridled joy. "Kurt, you're dying."
Kurt's whole face changes, his lips twisting into a painful grimace; his eyes shift to a pale, watery blue, and the color drains from his face.
"You don't have to look so fucking happy about it," Kurt mutters in a wavering voice.
"How long have you known?" Sebastian says, still in awe, still so incredibly, morbidly happy that Kurt can almost find it in himself to share in his joy.
"Not too long," Kurt confesses. "In fact, I was waiting on some more test results to confirm, but I guess that's all moot now."
Sebastian holds Kurt's face in his hands and kisses him gently on the lips.
"Don't you see?" Sebastian laughs lightly as if every dream he has ever had is about to come true, every wish he has ever made he's about to cash in on. "I didn't want to change you because you had your whole mortal life to live, but now you don't. There's no reason to wait. You and I…we can be together forever."
Kurt scoots out from beneath Sebastian's body and sits up, looking his boyfriend deep in the eyes. The red in them is unnerving, and Kurt has become an expert at imagining the way they once were, so green and full of life, like the new grass in spring.
Kurt has become an expert at lying to himself, especially lately. He lies to himself that he has a flesh and blood boyfriend. He lies that what he has with Sebastian is real. He lies and tells himself that he has more than enough time to fulfill all of his dreams.
But it's moments like this one when he has to face the facts that none of it is real.
"Sebastian," Kurt says, taking Sebastian's cold hand and bringing it up to his chest, pressing it above his heart so Sebastian can feel the beating of it. "I love you…I do…so much…"
Kurt swallows hard as he feels the mood in the room change, aware that he's making it change.
"But I don't want to be a vampire."