Blaine had flourished well both as an individual and as a Dominant since leaving Dalton Academy and moving to college. While he enjoyed his time there and had wonderful memories there was something about moving to a big city, getting out of his parent’s house and stepping into his own world that had allowed him to come into his own. His confidence was now completely genuine and no longer just for show, he used less gel in his hair and wore slightly better clothing to say the least. But more than anything living in New York meant being open about his sexuality and his role as a gay Dominant. He could be far more open with it here then he could in Ohio and while he didn’t flaunt it he also didn’t feel like he had to hesitate around the fact.
So when Blaine found out one of his Professors, a Christoper Lawson, was an unclaimed Submissive well Blaine was intrigued. Not only because he was intelligent, sweet and adorably handsome but also because a man in his forties unclaimed was an incredibly rare thing indeed. So Blaine tested the waters, he was charming as ever and perhaps let a brush of the fingers against his hand or shoulder and a knowing smile every now and again. Nothing that could be classified as inappropriate or even that sexual, but small gestures. An apple on the table waiting for him, holding the door open for him and perhaps praising him at the end of a lecture with how wonderful the session was. Apparently it made some kind of impact because Blaine had been requested to see the professor at the end of the day. for what reason Blaine didn’t know but he found himself incredibly intrigued. Leaning against the door frame of the lecture hall, watching the man pack his bag and apparently clueless to Blaine’s presence. “You wanted to see me Professor Lawson?” He finally asked, an effortless smile and tilt of the head as he watched the other.