Based on tags on a post on tumblr. Yeah yeah I know. The tags were by Thetimesinbetween I believe.
D/s Klaine!
Company
Kurt went out the door five minutes ago, and Blaine's fingers are already wavering above Kurt's number on his phone.
"Hey, B."
"I miss you."
"I know, baby, I know. I'll be back in seventy-two hours."
"I'll be cold at night."
"Elliot's coming over to keep you company, remember?" To be your dom when I can't.
"I don't want Elliot, I want you, master."
"I know. I'll be back soon."
The doorbell rings.
"I think Elliot's here."
"Go, baby. He knows what to do."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Blaine hangs up, sighs, and goes to open the door. Elliot waits on the other side of it, leaning on the doorframe with a kind smile that crinkles up the corners of his eyes.
Blaine looks at him sadly. "Hi."
"Hi," he says, and spreads his arms, inviting. Blaine falls forward with a thump, and lets himself be held until he's told, "You can hug me, B." He closes his eyes and holds onto Elliot's shirt.
"I miss him already," he mumbles.
"Hey, shhh, it's okay. He won't be away for long; god knows he wouldn't leave at all if he didn't have to."
They pull away slowly, Elliot leaving one hand on Blaine's shoulder, kneading it lightly. His palm is warm, and his touch makes Blaine's knees wobbly.
"Please, may I kneel?"
Elliot squeezes his shoulder again and then lets go. "Of course you can," he says, kind as ever, but it's not what Blaine needs.
He shakes his head. "No, no…"
"No?"
"I need- I need you to tell me to," Blaine says, looking at the ground. "Order me to."
Luckily, Elliot is quick to catch up. "Kneel, boy," he says with a deep voice that runs shivers down Blaine's spine.
He drops to his knees immediately, feeling relief wash over him. He's got a dom. One that may need a little more encouragement until he understands, but he'll understand eventually. Besides, Kurt made sure Elliot knows how to care for him, and he trusts Kurt's judgment.
"Thank you, sir."