He didn't see Blaine until French class that afternoon. The boy looked tired and a little pale. Kurt went to sit beside him, but a large frame edged him out, taking the only seat open close to the boy. Sebastian smirked at him,then turned his attention to the curly haired boy.

"Hey, beautiful, haven't seen you around today. I missed you."

Blaine just glared at him. "That's funny, I didn't miss you at all. Excuse me."

He stood up and moved to the other side of the room next to Kurt, who smiled up at him as the dark one leaned down to give him a quick kiss on the lips just before the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class.

As Madame Debois addressed the class, Kurt leaned over and whispered. "I saw Sebastian in the showers today. He doesn't have a birthmark. He's not the hunter."

Blaine frowned at this, but just nodded in acknowledgment.

Kurt spotted the arrogant boy out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but smile at the look of absolute loathing the other boy was shooting towards him. After class, Blaine took his hand as they left the room. He was a little surprised when the shorter male lead him away from the classrooms and back towards the dorms.

"I have Social Studies next," Kurt reminded him.

"Not today. I need you."

They reached the pale boy's room and slipped inside unnoticed. Kurt studied the other boy more closely. "You don't look so good. What's wrong?"

"I told you, Thad needed to feed. I gave him blood, and now I'm a little low, especially since I gave you blood last night."

Kurt went even paler than usual, but didn't even hesitate before stepping closer to the curly haired vampire. "Then feed, take what you need."

Blaine moaned at the offer, and then kissed the taller boy. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was hot and wet and demanding. Kurt gave as well as he got, and their tongues dueled for dominance. Soon both boys were on the bed, naked, grinding together as hands sought any flesh they could touch and caress. When the dark one finally went for the throat, they were both so close to the precipice. As fangs slid into flesh, the fairer boy cried out his pleasure, ropes of his release bathing the other boy, triggering his own orgasm.

They stayed there in each other's arms for sometime in silence, before Kurt spoke. "If Sebastian isn't the hunter, we need to find out who is."

Blaine hummed in agreement. "Thad was attacked in town. He'd gone there to feed. He was on his way back when the attack occurred. Wes and David are going to scout around tonight, see if they can find any trace of the hunter."

"How is Thad doing?" He felt a little guilty for not having asked sooner.

"He will be alright. He'll need to feed again soon, but his injuries are mostly healed." He absently stroked his hands over the pale skin of his lover's arms, considering possible suspects.

Kurt studied the darker boy's face. He looked much improved, but still...

"You need to feed more, don't you? You didn't take much from me this time."

Blaine sighed and turned to face him better. "I don't want to leave you weak like the other night. I will feed later. We should get cleaned up and go down to dinner. You need to eat, too."

Kurt sighed, and sat up. "If I didn't think the creep would enjoy it too much, I'd tell you to go eat Sebastian. Let him feel weak and pathetic."

Blaine chuckled softly. "He is already pathetic."

They showered together, which was an exercise in self control as they kissed and fondled each other in the name of making sure they were both immaculately clean. It took much longer than it should have before they turned the water off and toweled each other dry.

When they entered the dining hall a short while later, they spotted Trent sitting alone, and joined him. The other vampire glanced at Kurt, an unreadable expression on his face for a moment before it disappeared. He then turned to Blaine. "Wes and David have already gone into town. Thad is still resting."

Blaine nodded. "Kurt has discovered that Smythe is not the hunter as we suspected. He had no birthmark. Now, tell me what is troubling you, my friend?"

The large vampire sighed. "I am restless. I feel the need to travel, to seek out a mate of my own."

Blaine clasped him on the shoulder. "I understand. When will you leave?"

"I shall stay until the end of the school year so no one finds anything amiss."

The dark one nodded. "You will be missed."

Kurt ate as the other two boys talked. He once again had the sensation that someone was watching him. He scanned the room casually, trying to find the source. Sebastian was glaring daggers at him from across the hall, but he didn't feel like that was the cause of the sensation. He noticed a few others looking his direction, some of them with casual interest, a few looking bored. One boy caught his notice.

The boy seemed familiar. He thought back on his week here at Dalton. Had it really only been a week? So much had happened. The Dreams, the Warbler tryouts, learning that Vampires existed...

The tryouts. That was where he'd seen the boy before. He was one of the ones who hadn't made the cut. What was his name? Henry? Howard? No, Hunter, that was it. Hunter Clarington.

A sudden chill skidded down his back, but he shoved the sensation away. It wasn't an unusual name for a boy. Should he mention it to Blaine? He'd feel silly. Perhaps he'd just keep an eye on the other boy himself.

…

Later that night, Kurt and Blaine were curled up on one of the couches in the commons, talking softly while they pretended to do homework.

"You need to feed, Blaine." It was obvious they'd been arguing about this for some time. The dark one sighed.

"I don't want to leave you alone. Someone knew you were close to me. We don't know if the hunter knows about you or not."

Kurt studied the other boy for several minutes, considering. "Then don't leave me alone. Take me with you. I want to see you feed, to know the process. It's hard to really understand how it works when your mind is so blissed out you don't really notice anything else."

Blaine was shocked at the request. "You want to watch me feed from someone else? What if it makes you jealous?"

Kurt blushed, but sat up straighter. "Then I'll just have to get over it, won't I? If you can't feed from me, you have to feed from someone. Just as long as they don't enjoy it too much."

Blaine smiled at him, then leaned in and kissed him. "Come on then, let's go find me a snack."

Half an hour later, Kurt found himself sitting in a darkened dorm, watching as Blaine sat beside a bemused Nick, murmuring softly to the other Warbler as he enthralled him. Kurt wasn't certain how Blaine had managed to separate the boy from his blonde shadow. He and Jeff were practically glued together most of the time.

Kurt heard a soft moan, and saw that Blaine and bitten into the other boy's wrist, and was feeding. He didn't know what he had expected to feel watching his boyfriend wringing those sounds from another boy, but with each gasp and whimper, he found himself getting more and more aroused. He had a sudden urge to move closer, to take those sounds into his mouth with a kiss.

Blaine's melted gold eyes latched on to his as he continued to feed, and the fire inside the pale boy grew. Before he realized what he was doing, he was kneeling behind the other boy, still watching his lover feed. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned in and licked up Nick's throat, drawing a cry of need from the younger boy, making him shiver. He kissed the sensitive spot behind his ear.

Blaine growled and freed his fangs from the other boy's flesh, swiping his tongue over the puncture marks, healing them completely, leaving no trace. He then leaned over his fellow Warbler, kissing the pale boy behind him, with the younger male pressed between them.

Kurt could taste the boy's blood on his lover's tongue. He should have been repulsed. He wasn't. He deepened the kiss, grinding against the boy between. He wrapped an arm around Nick, his other hand reached out and fisted in Blaine's curls. When he finally broke the kiss, he pressed the vampire's face into the other male's neck.

"More!" He demanded. The dark one complied, sinking his fangs into the vein, drawing a sobbing moan of pleasure from the brunette. Fair and dark both pressed tighter against the boy, who was on the verge of orgasm, writhing between them. When he cried out his release, they gently withdrew from him, soothing him with light touches and praise, even as they kissed one another again. Kurt licked the blood from the darker boy's mouth.

They left the boy sleeping peacefully, slipping out into the hallway. They barely made it back to Kurt's dorm before they began undressing each other.

The pale boy aggressively shoved the shorter boy down on the bed, climbing between his legs. He'd never been so aroused. "I need to taste you!"

He didn't recognize his own voice, it was so deep, commanding. He leaned forward and swirled his tongue around the crown of the vampire's shaft. Instincts he never knew he had took over, and soon the long, thick column was in his mouth as deep as he could take it. He took his time, learning the feel of it, savoring the flavor. He discovered what made the vampire lose control, and when the other boy came, he swallowed his offering. It wasn't enough.

He sat up and kissed the dark one, one hand absently seeking the bottle of lube. He was surprised how much the need to dominate inflamed him, but he was too far gone to think about it. He needed to be inside the curly haired boy now.

It didn't take long to prepare the much older vampire, and soon he was sheathed to the hilt, both boys crying out at the sensation. He found a rhythm, much harsher than the one Blaine had set the previous night, finding that perfect spot and slamming into it over and over again. Together they climbed to the peak, but neither could seem to surpass it.

"I need to taste you!" Kurt growled again. "Feed me!"

Melted gold eyes locked on him again, while stormy seas watched the darker boy make a cut on his throat with a suddenly razor sharp fingernail. The porcelain skinned beauty moaned at the crimson drops that appeared, and then he fell forward, drinking greedily as he continued his ruthless pace. And then they were both thrown over the edge into the abyss of their orgasms.

…

Unaware to either boy, the hunter listened from the hallway.