Enthralled 2/3?
Kurt/Blaine, NC-17 (~7027)
Summary: Blaine couldn’t allow himself to do that again. It was a one time thing. He had satisfied his curiosity. It didn’t matter that he and Kurt had hit it off the moment they met. It didn’t matter that Kurt was sexy, kind, or sweet… for a vampire. It didn’t matter that he had made him feel amazing with just his touch. He couldn’t do it again.
Author’s notes: Finally, I have finished chapter 2. I do want to apologize for the wait. I really have no excuse except I had temporarily lost my muse. But I seem to be in a mindset now so hopefully chapter 3 won’t take too long. Please feel free to push me to write it if you’d like.
I do hope what happens in this chapter is as hot to readers as it is to me.
Kinks/Warnings (for chapter 2): Vampire!Kurt, a bit of Dom!Kurt/sub!Blaine, blood drinking because Kurt is a vampire, frottage, masturbation, bondage, blindfold, a bit of waxplay, handjobs, blowjobs, rimming, cumplay, anal fingering, and a semi-facial. There is also a brief reference to a threesome. None take place in this chapter though. Just an overly lustful vamp.
Feedback and prompts are always welcome
---CHAPTER ONE CAN BE FOUND HERE---
---AO3 LINK---
Blaine woke with a jump. His chest heaved as he took several deep breaths. He blinked and looked around the room, trying to make out where he was. But it was dark. He blindly reached out. His hand slapped against what seemed to be an end table. He fumbled until he found the switch to his lamp and clicked it on. The bright lights assaulted Blaine’s eyes and he let out a groan. “Fuck,” he whispered, blinking several time to adjust to the light. He lay on his couch, arms and legs spread.
Blaine shifted. He groaned as his stiff pants stuck to him. He had come home late at night and collapsed on his couch. He hadn’t even bothered to change. Slowly, Blaine sat up. He dropped his head into his hands and rubbed his face. He couldn’t believe he had gone through with it. He had toyed with the idea for weeks, always ultimately telling himself it was too dangerous.
And it was. Extremely dangerous.
But still, the thought had never left his mind. Last night, he finally caved to his curiosity. He went to the vampire bar he had heard about and met one. And it had been a high he never expected.
With a deep breath, Blaine climbed to his feet and headed towards his bathroom. He needed to get out of these clothes and take a long, hot shower. Once in the the small bathroom, he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall down his arms and to the floor.
He caught his reflection in the mirror and leaned forward. The bright red wounds on his chest stood out. The two round puncture marks were clean; the skin untorn. The vampire--Kurt--had taken care not to cause unnecessary damage to Blaine’s skin.
Blaine reached up and ran his fingers across the mark. A shiver ran through him, settling in the base of his spine. He released a rush of air. It wasn’t painful; quite the contrary. It was pleasurable. It felt as though a gentle touch had glided over him, caressing his skin. Blaine swept his fingers over it once more and again a shiver ran through him. He did the same to the bite on his arm. The shiver ran through his body. Blood rushed towards his dick.
“Fuck,” Blaine whispered. It was the vampire’s doing. His mark. Now, Blaine understood why people would go back over and over.
But he couldn’t allow himself to do that. It was a one time thing. He had satisfied his curiosity. It didn’t matter that he and Kurt had hit it off the moment they met. It didn’t matter that Kurt was sexy, kind, or sweet… for a vampire. It didn’t matter that he had made him feel amazing with just his touch.
He couldn’t do it again.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine turned the water on. While he waited for it to warm up, he finished undressing.
Once in the shower, Kurt entered Blaine’s thoughts despite his best efforts. The way he felt as he ground against him. His body, his smile… his eyes. Kurt was undeniably gorgeous. And if he hadn’t been a vampire, Blaine would have pursued him.
Sighing as the memories of Kurt came to him, Blaine reached for his cock. He had hardened slightly when he touched the mark but now he needed release. Kurt had overwhelmed him. He couldn’t get the him out of his mind.
Blaine moaned as he touched himself. He stroked along his length, his grip tight. He closed his eyes. He rubbed his thumb over the head of his cock, imagining it was Kurt stroking him. Kurt would whisper in his ear as he stroked him, telling him all the dirty, nasty things he’d do to him, how he’d make him cum again and again. He’d make him his as he pushed inside him, fucked him, filled him with his seed.
Blaine tightened his grip and stroked himself faster. His breathing sped up and his body quivered at the images in his mind. He imagined Kurt taking him hard, pushing him past what he thought his limits were. Blaine would whimper, beg for more, for him to go harder. And Kurt would give him what he wanted… what he needed.
Heart pounding in his chest, Blaine reached for the mark with his free hand and stroked the wound. Pleasure washed over him. Whimpering, Blaine reached the edge. Another stroke and he came with a cry.
He stroked himself through his orgasm, drawing it out. His cum streaked the wall of the shower but he didn’t care. He released his cock and let out a breath. “Oh, fuck,” he whispered.
Blaine was already too far gone. He needed to see Kurt again.
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Blaine found himself with Kurt far more often than he intended. Each time he went to see Kurt could easily become his last. Not because of Kurt--Blaine didn't feel threatened by him in any way--but because of the other vampires. They could decide to end his trysts at the club with a fatal bite.
But each night Blaine appeared, Kurt found him among the crowd quickly, as though he had been waiting for him. He'd take Blaine's hand, kiss him deeply, and then whisk him away to his room. Once there, they'd get to know one another. Kurt drank his blood as he did that first night, rocking his hips against Blaine's. Sometimes he'd touch him, sending Blaine into throes of ecstasy as pleasure rushed through him time and time again. But sometimes they'd simply talk.
Had Kurt been human, Blaine would've fallen in love with him by now. Kurt was funny, brilliant… Sweet. Everything he would've wanted in a man. Part of Blaine wished it could be that simple. That he and Kurt could be together without the stigma attached.
But despite everything, they don't fuck. It seemed as though the two of them had a silent agreement. They'd kiss and Kurt would touch him until he came, but they wouldn't go further than that. Blaine wanted to, though. Desperately. He wanted to feel Kurt deep inside him. He wanted him to hold him down as he fucked him as hard as he could take it until he finally came, spurting his cum inside him. He longed to ride Kurt, to hold his hands above his head as he bounced up and down his cock, watch the pleasure dance across Kurt’s face. Blaine dreamed about it. Touched himself to the thought of it.
Part of him was terrified about what it would mean. Would he be bonded to Kurt forever? Or would Kurt toss him aside, having had his fill of him?
Blaine shook his head. He couldn’t afford to lose himself in his thoughts. Not here. He had to keep his focus. He looked around the club. The music blared through the speakers, vibrating through him. It was dark. There were more people crowded around, making it difficult to search for Kurt.
He couldn't see him. Kurt should’ve found him by now.
Heart pounding, Blaine turned around. Maybe he wasn’t here tonight. They hadn’t made plans to see one another. Blaine just needed to.
But he didn’t want to stay another moment if Kurt wasn’t here. It was too risky. He took a few steps towards the exit but found himself face to face with a vampire. One he didn’t recognize. He took a short step back to put more distance between them.
“You lost?” The vampire asked, a smile on his face.
Blaine didn’t know what to say. He stared dumbstruck by the vampire.
“Oh, you’re a cute one,” the vampire said as he shifted closer to him. The kohl lining his blue eyes became apparent. The light bounced off the metal of his brow piercing.
A heat rose in Blaine’s cheeks. “Um… thank you?”
The vampire chuckled. Then sniffed. “Smell good, too.” He tilted his head as a smirk crossed his face. “Not your first time here either.”
Blaine’s heart pounded in his chest. He looked around, hoping to see the familiar face of Kurt. Or an exit route.
“Oh, don’t be nervous.” The vampire stepped closer. He reached up and dragged a finger slowly down Blaine’s chest. “I don’t bite. Well…” He chuckled. “Maybe a little.” He leaned in to whisper in his ear. “But I promise you’ll like it.”
Blaine stepped back, putting distance between them. He tried to come up with an excuse to leave and get away from him. Relief swept over him when he heard a familiar voice behind him.
“Elliott, back off.”
Elliott glanced behind Blaine and smiled. “Hey, Kurt. I thought I smelled you on him.”
Kurt stepped between the two of them. He shook his head. “He’s mine. I’m not sharing him.”
Elliott’s eyes widened as he looked between Kurt and Blaine before he finally nodded in understanding. “Okay,” he acquiesced. “It’s your call.” He stepped around Kurt and towards Blaine. He took a deep breath. “It’s such a shame though.” Elliott danced a finger across Blaine’s jaw. “He’d look amazing between us.”
Blaine couldn’t fight the wave of lust rush through him at Elliott’s declaration. Did it mean what he thought it meant? Given the lust in Elliott’s eyes as he looked up and down his body, it must’ve. /...Fuck./
“Elliott…” Kurt’s voice carried a warning that was unmistakable.
Elliott backed off immediately. “Okay, okay.” He stepped away from them. “Have fun,” he said with a smirk. “Think about it though, Kurt. You can’t honestly tell me it wouldn’t be hot.” Without another word, Elliott turned and disappeared into the crowd.
“I’m sorry about him,” Kurt said. He stepped close to Blaine, pulling his attention to him. “He’s a bit… insatiable.”
Blaine shrugged. Elliott’s meaning hadn’t been lost on him. While the idea was something that pique his interest--how would it not be hot--he wanted to get to know Kurt more. Elliott was a distraction. “He seems… nice.”
Kurt smiled. “You’re too sweet.” He leaned forward and captured Blaine’s lips in a deep kiss, his hands moving to cup his jaw and hold him close.
Blaine responded to Kurt’s kiss immediately. His body grew hot as they kissed, the desire to be close to Kurt overwhelming him. Kurt ended the kiss after a few short moments. He leaned his forehead against Blaine’s and the two of them took a moment to enjoy the feeling of one another. Kurt reached up and ran his hand over Blaine’s hair. Blaine sighed deeply, leaning into his touch.
After leaning in for another brief kiss, Kurt pulled back and took Blaine’s hand in his own. “Come on,” he whispered.
Blaine blinked, reality setting back in. The music grew louder as he became more aware of their surroundings. He nodded in agreement.
Kurt led him upstairs, hand in hand. Blaine’s heart pounded in his chest and a wave of lightheadedness overcame him. It was the same every time. Cries and moans filled the hall as they walked by. The occasional thumps of a bed trying to withstand the powerful thrusts of a vampire echoed around them.
Once they entered Kurt’s room, Blaine found himself pressed against the closed door. Kurt leaned against his body. He grinned before leaning down and kissing him. Blaine moaned against his mouth before he parted his lips, allowing Kurt to deepen the kiss. Kurt pressed his hips against Blaine’s and rocked forward. A moan tore from Blaine as he gripped Kurt’s shirt, trying to pull him closer.
Kurt trailed his lips down Blaine’s neck, kissing his sensitive skin. “I want to try something different,” he whispered against him. He nipped before sucking on his flesh.
Blaine moaned, holding Kurt against his neck. “Okay,” he whispered. He was already in too deep. “Anything.”
Kurt reached down and lifted Blaine easily. Blaine wrapped his legs around Kurt’s waist and his arms around his neck. He dropped his lips to Kurt’s once more as Kurt carried him across the large room to the bed. He lowered Blaine gently before climbing on the bed himself. Blaine leaned back as Kurt hovered over him, urging him to lay back. Once Kurt was settled over Blaine, he dropped his head and continued kissing Blaine’s neck. His hands found the buttons on Blaine’s shirt.
Blaine’s eyes fell shut as Kurt continued to lick and nip the sensitive flesh at his neck. Kurt tugged at his shirt, trying to pull it off his body. After several failed attempts, he urged Blaine to momentarily sit up so he could remove his shirt and toss it to the floor.
His breathing heavy, Blaine reached up and pulled Kurt back in for another kiss. He tugged at Kurt's shirt, desperate to feel his skin against his. Lips against his, Kurt granted Blaine's desire and unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. He tossed it to join Blaine's on the floor. Blaine’s hands flew over Kurt’s pale, smooth skin. He touched his back, along his ribcage, his chest...his hips. “You feel so good,” he murmured against Kurt’s lips.
Kurt chuckled. He took Blaine’s wrists in his hands and pulled them away from his body. He raised them above Blaine’s head, pressing them into the mattress. The strength behind Kurt’s grip sent a heat rushing through Blaine. Part of him ached to have Kurt using his strength to hold him down as his cock slid in and out of his body, hips slamming against his ass.
A moan rumbled in Blaine’s chest as Kurt ground his hips against him. Through his lust-addled consciousness, Blaine is vaguely aware of Kurt taking his wrists one by one, holding them above his head as he continued to kiss him.
After a moment, Kurt pulled away from the kiss. He smirked as he hovered Blaine. “This okay?” he asked, stroking Blaine’s jaw.
Blaine blinked. He looked above his head. The leather straps that had hung on Kurt’s wall since the first night were wrapped around his wrists. Blaine tugged, finding himself unable to free himself. His heart sped up, pounding in his ear. He was completely at Kurt’s mercy. Taking deep shuddering breaths, he looked at Kurt. “Yeah,” he whispered.
Kurt smiled and leaned forward to press a reassuring kiss to Blaine’s lips. “If you get uncomfortable, let me know.”
Kurt’s words washed over Blaine like a wave of calm. His body began to relax. Blaine took several deep breaths. He had no idea what Kurt had in mind. But… despite everything that said he shouldn’t trust Kurt, he did. He nodded. “Okay.”
Kurt pressed another soft kiss to his lips before he climbed off the bed. He walked towards a table on the other side of the room. Blood-red candles covered the table, their light bouncing off the wall. Kurt’s hand hovered over them, as though contemplating his options. A smirk crossed his face as he looked back at Blaine before moving a few of the candles to a silver tray. He then reached for a long piece of black fabric and placed it alongside the candles. He then placed a bottle of what looked like lube on the tray before he carried the it to the nightstand next to the bed.
Blaine took several more deep breaths. Seeing what Kurt had decided on gave him an idea of what Kurt had in mind. It was something Blaine had never done before. Though he had imagined what it would be like.
Kurt climbed back on the bed and straddled him once more. He pressed his weight against Blaine’s cock. He leaned forward and kissed him again. He deepened the kiss, urging Blaine to part his lips. He stroked Blaine’s chest. His thumbs brushed over his nipples. He pinched them between his thumb and forefinger and tugged on them gently.
Blaine whimpered against his lips. The initial sharp pain had turned in pleasure as shocks ran through his body, settling in his cock.
Kurt pulled away and sat up. He reached for the long piece of fabric and held it out for Blaine to see. He offered him a coy smile. “May I try something?”
Blaine took a deep breath. He had known what Kurt had in mind with that the moment he saw him pick it up. He wanted to take away his sight, to leave him completely at his mercy. His heart pounded louder. “Yeah…”
Smiling, Kurt leaned forward and kissed him briefly. “I promise I won’t hurt you. Too much.” He broke off with a quiet chuckle. “But I promise to make you feel so good. Do you want it?”
“Yes…” Blaine breathed out.
“Good.” Kurt folded the fabric and pressed it against Blaine’s eyes. Blaine sucked in a deep breath of air as the cool fabric darkened his sight. Kurt urged him to lift his head and he tied the knot behind him.
Darkness descended upon Blaine. The beating of his heart became the only thing he could hear. His breaths shuddered. He never felt more vulnerable than he did in that moment. Restrained, blinded… he was wholly and completely Kurt’s.
Kurt’s cool, soft hand stroked his cheek. Blaine leaned into his touch as his thumb brushed over his lips. Kurt’s breath ghosted over his lips before he kissed him. Blaine relaxed under Kurt’s kiss. Kurt's touch grounded him, keeping him from fading into a trance. He moaned as Kurt deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue inside Blaine’s mouth.
After a moment, Kurt pulled back. He sat up and ground his hips against Blaine.
Blaine tugged on his restraints. The metal links clanged against the wall. He bucked his hips up to meet Kurt.
Kurt pressed his hands against Blaine’s chest and continued to move against him, achingly slow. “Can’t wait to taste you,” he murmured.
Blaine whimpered.
The bed shifted. Kurt moved further down his body. Blaine squeezed his fists together as Kurt pressed more weight against him. Kurt’s hand danced across his chest. He teased his nipples before brushing his thumb over the healed bite mark. It was the first mark Kurt had left on him and the most prominent. Kurt’s touch sent ripples of pleasure through Blaine.
“I love seeing my mark on you,” Kurt whispered. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his skin. Blaine swore he could feel the hints of a smile on Kurt’s face. Then he nipped at Blaine’s nipples.
Blaine writhed underneath him. He tightened his fists, tugging the restraints. “Fuck…”
The piercing pain of Kurt’s sharp teeth followed. He made another mark on Blaine’s chest. Kurt lapped and sucked at the blood as it oozed out of the wound. Blaine sucked in a series of deep breaths as the pain faded to be replaced with the sensation of floating. His arms grew slack in the restraints and his breathing evened out.
“You taste so good,” Kurt murmured as he pulled away from the bite. His face hovered over Blaine’s, leaving a whisper of air. “Wonder what your cum tastes like…”
Blaine whimpered. His cock twitched. He wanted Kurt’s mouth on him. Wanted him to taste him. His whimper turned into a sharp gasp as a quick burning pain shot across his chest. Wax. Kurt had taken the candles and dripped the hot wax on him.
Kurt followed it up with a kiss to his chest. Then another drop of wax.
Blaine moaned, pulling at the restraints. “Oh, god…”
Kurt rocked against him. Then another drop of wax fell to Blaine’s chest. A low chuckle rumbled through Kurt. He brushed his hand across Blaine’s skin. “So pretty in red....”
A hiss escaped Blaine. He rocked up against Kurt as the heat cooled on his body. Rocking against him a few more times, Kurt then shifted down Blaine’s body. His hands landed on his belt. Blaine’s cock throbbed in anticipation. He wanted his hand on him, wanted his mouth. Kurt tugged the belt loose and unzipped his pants. Blaine lifted his hips so Kurt could tug his pants down his legs. They made a soft thump as they hit the ground.
Before Blaine could process what had happened, Kurt’s mouth covered his skin. He pressed soft kisses and nibbled the soft flesh of Blaine’s lower stomach. “You’re so beautiful,” Kurt murmured against his skin.
Blaine’s breaths had grown shaky. He wished he could see Kurt, to touch him. His body cried out for Kurt. A ghost of a touch pressed against his cloth-covered cock. Blaine whimpered, trying to rock up into Kurt’s hand. “Please...:”
“Please, what?” Blaine swore he could hear a smirk in Kurt’s voice. The hand touching him pulled away.
Blaine tugged on the restraints. “Please touch me…”
Silence fell over the room. Blaine’s breaths quickened. He had no idea what Kurt was doing. His hand had fallen away from him. “Kurt…” Blaine whispered in a vain attempt to get a response.
A few more long seconds passed before a sharp burning pain fell on his stomach. Then his hip. Blaine gasped. He rocked up as the wax cooled on his skin. Kurt’s lips pressed against his skin in soft kisses, soothing away the sting. He murmured words of encouragement. “So good, Blaine. You’re doing so well.”
A shudder ran through Blaine. He sucked in deep breaths of air. Kurt’s touch turned the burn into a soothing sensation. Kurt slipped his hands under the elastic band of Blaine’s underwear and tugged them down his legs. He tossed them to the floor with a soft thump. Blaine’s hard cock bounced against his stomach.
Blaine’s chest rose with the heaviness of his breath. He was completely bare to Kurt. And entirely his to do with as he pleased. And he wanted Kurt to do whatever he wanted in that moment. The bed shifted under Kurt’s weight as he settled between Blaine’s legs. Kurt ran his hands along Kurt’s body, avoiding the part of him that longed for him the most. Blaine sensed Kurt’s eyes wandering over his naked body, taking in his thick cock, leaking and hard, desperate for his touch. “So gorgeous,” Kurt whispered.
A sigh of relief escaped Blaine at the first touch to his cock. Kurt palmed him, feeling his thickness in his hand. Blaine took several deep breaths to calm his body as Kurt’s hand moved around him. He tightened his grip as he stroked upward. His thumb brushed over the tip of Blaine’s dick.
A moan tore out of him. “Please,” Blaine whispered.
Kurt chuckled. He released Blaine’s dick and shifted so he hovered above him. He pressed his lips to Blaine’s. Kurt lowered his body to Blaine’s and rocked against him. Blaine gasped when the scratchy material of Kurt’s jeans rubbed against his hard cock. Kurt took that moment to trail his lips down Blaine’s throat. He licked and sucked on the skin. The sharp pain of Kurt’s fangs piercing his skin followed. Blaine gasped in shock.
Kurt sucked and lapped at Blaine’s blood. Blaine relaxed underneath him, a haze coming over him. After a moment, Kurt pulled back and pressed a chaste kiss to Blaine’s lips. “You taste so good.”
Blaine took a deep, slow breath. His limbs felt heavy. Every touch from Kurt’s hands sent waves of pleasure through him. Kurt lifted up from Blaine once more. A few seconds later and there was a stinging burning pain on Blaine’s nipple followed by Kurt’s cool breath flowing over it, hardening the wax. Blaine’s breath hitched.
Kurt continued to move down Blaine’s body. Short stings of pain followed the drops of wax Kurt dripped on his body. First his stomach, then his hips. Kurt settled between his legs.
Blaine took several deep breaths, trying to steady himself for what Kurt had planned next. He longed for Kurt’s touch. His mouth. He had dreamed of Kurt’s pretty mouth wrapped around his dick, sucking, licking, teasing. A sudden burning sensation on the sensitive flesh next to his cock overwhelmed him. His cock twitched as the blood rushed downwards. Blaine cried out. “Fuck!”
The chains of his restraints clanged against the wall as he tugged his arms. He begged for Kurt… to do /something/. “Please…” Another drop of wax fell on the other side of his cock. Blaine cried out once more.
Kurt’s fingertips danced over his flesh, soothing him. “Shh. You’re fine. Doing so well.”
Blaine’s body grew hot at Kurt’s praise. His cock twitched against his belly. He felt the hardened wax all over his body, tugging at the skin with each breath. He could only imagine what he looked like to Kurt: Arms tied above his head, blood dripping from Kurt’s bites, mingling with the blood red wax that decorated his body. His cock hard against his belly, leaking, begging for Kurt’s touch.
Blaine heard a soft sound of Kurt placing something against a hard surface before the bed shifted. Kurt settled more fully between his legs. Kurt’s cool breath danced over his cock. Blaine panted, his body humming with anticipation.
And finally, Kurt pressed his tongue against him, licking along his length.
A soft whimper escaped him.
Kurt chuckled. His mouth moved away from him but was replaced by his hand. He stroked along Blaine’s length, varying his grip as he did so. “Gonna make you feel good,” Kurt promised. “You deserve it.”
Blaine sucked in a breath of air. “Please.” He wasn’t ashamed of begging anymore. He was desperate. He needed to cum, needed Kurt to make him feel good.
Kurt brushed his thumb around the thick, swollen head of Blaine’s cock, smearing the precum. Blaine cried out in relief as Kurt lowered his lips upon him. He pressed a kiss to the tip of his cock. “So gorgeous…” he whispered before wrapping his lips around him. He sucked him.
Blaine tugged the restraints.
“Such a pretty cock.” Kurt licked down his length. “And tastes so good, too.” Kurt’s mouth enveloped him. He sunk down his length. He nudged the back of Kurt’s throat but Kurt pushed past it, sinking onto him until his nose pressed against his lower belly.
“Oh, god.” Blaine began to thrust up into Kurt’s mouth, unable to stop himself from doing so. Kurt felt good around him. His breath teased his skin. Blaine wished he could hold Kurt’s head still as he thrust inside his mouth. His thrusts sped up. The familiar heat began to coil in his belly.
Kurt placed his hands on Blaine’s hips and stilled him. He pulled away. Blaine’s cock landed on his belly with a wet thwack. “That’s enough.”
Blaine took several noisy breaths. He held still, waiting for Kurt to continue touching him. But the bed shifted and Kurt swung his leg over him and off the bed. The sound of a drawer opening and shutting echoed in Blaine’s ears.
Kurt returned to his position between Blaine’s legs. He settled down and ran his hands across Blaine’s legs and up to his chest. The now familiar burning sensation covered Blaine’s hip, right above his cock.
“Fuck!” he cried out. His cock hardened impossibly so, the precum leaking onto his belly.
Kurt moved to hover over him. He pressed his lips against Blaine’s in a deep kiss. “Stay still.”
Blaine nodded. “Okay.”
“Good.” Kurt kissed him once more. He deepened it after a second, slipping his tongue inside Blaine’s mouth. Blaine moaned into the kiss. Kurt ran his hands over Blaine’s body, soothing him. “Let’s try again.”
Kurt shifted back down Blaine’s body once more. He touched Blaine’s still hard cock and wrapped his hand around him. He pressed a kiss to the head before swirling his tongue around him. Blaine tightened his fists in a desperate attempt not to thrust up into Kurt’s mouth. Kurt wrapped his lips around Blaine’s girth and sunk down around him. He bobbed his head up and down, the slurping sounds filling the otherwise quiet room.
Blaine took deep shuddering breaths. All he could focus on was Kurt’s mouth around him. He longed to see him, to watch his pretty mouth move up and down his length. But all he could see was darkness.
A soft thud of something landing on the bed followed a clicking sound.
A tickle teased Blaine’s hole. His breath caught in his throat. He hissed at the sensation of the cool wetness. A finger stroked along the puckered skin of his hole. “Oh, please,” Blaine murmured. He needed to feel full, to be stretched.
Kurt pulled his mouth away from Blaine’s cock. He spread Blaine’s legs, lifting them up to expose his ass. He redirected his attention to Blaine’s hole. He pressed his face against his cheeks and licked. He teased him, circling his tongue around his rim. He pushed his tongue inside his hot body. Blaine tugged at the restraints and moaned.
After a moment of teasing, Kurt pressed his finger against him. Blaine took a deep breath as his body gave in to him, allowing Kurt’s finger to slip inside. He moaned and rocked down against Kurt’s hand. He loved the way it felt to be stretched open, to be filled. Kurt pulled his finger out before slipping in another alongside. Blaine murmured his approval.
Kurt lowered Blaine’s legs and returned his mouth to his cock. He licked and sucked him and moved his fingers inside him. He brushed along the spot inside Blaine’s body that sent sparks through him. Blaine cried out.
Then there was another finger inside him, stretching him open. Blaine rocked his hips against Kurt’s hand. His cock shifted in and out of Kurt’s mouth. “Fuck, Kurt… more, please.”
“God, Blaine…” Kurt pulled his hand away from Blaine’s, despite his protests. There was a click from the small bottle of lube Kurt had used earlier. Then his hand was at his hole once more. Kurt rubbed the puckered skin, spreading the lube, before pressing against him. Blaine’s body gave into him almost immediately and Kurt pushed his fingers inside him. Four of them. He lowered his mouth and licked at Blaine’s stretched rim, soothing him as he continued to press inside him until his fingers were settled inside him.
Blaine released a breath. “Fuck,” he moaned, rocking against Kurt’s hand. He loved the burning stretch as his body opened up to Kurt. All he could focus on was Kurt’s fingers moving in and out of his body, his mouth at his cock. Kurt took him deep in his throat and pressed against his spot in one swift motion. The heat coiled in Blaine's belly. His balls tightened. “Kurt…. Gonna cum. Please…”
Kurt began to move his fingers faster, thrusting them in and out of Blaine's body. He bobbed his head up and down Blaine's cock, taking him deep in his throat each time. His free hand cupped Blaine's balls, fondling them in his hand.
The multiple sensations, amplified by his lack of vision, sent Blaine over the edge. He tensed, his breathing shortened, and he came with a cry.
Kurt took all of him in his throat and stilled, letting Blaine’s body react. Blaine thrust his hips up as he came. Waves of pleasure washed over him. He tugged on the restraints, desperate to hold onto Kurt...anything. He wished he could watch Kurt, touch him, as he took what Blaine gave him. Kurt continued to suck him as he came down, milking his cock. Blaine collapsed against the bed. He shuddered from the small aftershocks of pleasure coursed through him. Kurt hummed around him. He licked along his length. Blaine whimpered.
Kurt pulled away with an audible pop. Blaine’s cock landed on his belly, spent. He moved up Blaine’s body until he was pressed against his chest. “I was right,” he said, a smile in his voice. “You taste amazing.”
Kurt dropped his lips against Blaine’s in a deep kiss. Blaine moaned, the taste of his cum on Kurt’s tongue. After a long moment, Kurt pulled away from the kiss. He shifted until he straddled Blaine’s chest. The metallic sound of a zipper being undone followed. Kurt lifted himself to his knees.
Blaine took several deep breaths in preparation. He wanted Kurt to push his cock in his mouth. He wanted to taste him. He longed to see him, to feel him. He wanted all of Kurt. He couldn’t deny it any longer. He was his. He could only hope Kurt felt the same.
The bottle of lube clicked open before landing back on the bed. The wet sound of Kurt’s hand stroking his cock echoed in his ear. Kurt moaned above Blaine. His breathing was labored. “Fuck...already so close.” Kurt slammed his hand against the headboard. The bed rocked underneath then as Kurt’s hand moved along his cock faster. He panted, murmuring under his breath, before he finally came with a roar.
Kurt spurt hot cum on Blaine’s chest, his neck. A few drops landed on Blaine’s face. Blaine lifted his head in a desperate attempt to reach him, to taste him. Kurt placed the tip of his cock on Blaine’s lips and he lapped at him eagerly. He swirled his tongue around the prominent, thick head of Kurt’s dick, tasting him for the first time. Feeling him for the first time.
“Oh, god.” Blaine moaned and wrapped his lips around him. A wave of arousal filled Blaine once more as he took more of Kurt’s cock in his mouth. His lips stretched around him. Arousal swept over him as he tasted Kurt. His hole twitched, desperate to be stretched open by Kurt. He was thick. Far thicker than Blaine expected. Blaine pulled back and whimpered. “Please… can I see you?”
Kurt chuckled above him. He pulled away from Blaine. Moaning in protest, Blaine dropped his head against the pillow. Kurt shifted down his body. He ran his fingers across Blaine’s chest and then placed them at Blaine’s lips.
Blaine lapped at his fingers, sucking Kurt’s cum into his mouth. He moaned.
Kurt moved down Blaine’s body, aligning their hips together. He reached for the blindfold on Blaine’s eyes and pulled it off. Blaine squinted as the light hit his eyes. He blinked rapidly before focusing his eyes on Kurt above him.
Kurt smiled at him before leaning forward and kissing him deeply. Blaine moaned into the kiss, parting his lips so Kurt could deepen it. Kurt ran his fingers down Blaine’s chest, gathering more cum. He parted his lips from Blaine’s just far enough away to smear his cum on his lips before kissing him once more. “Do you wanna cum again?” he asked against his lips.
Blaine gave a small whimper at the possibility. “Yes, please…”
Kurt dropped his hips against Blaine’s. A moan escaped them both as Kurt’s cock slid against Blaine’s for the very first time. “Oh, my god,” Blaine murmured.
Blaine held Kurt’s gaze as he moved. The soft hardness of Kurt’s cock against him sent sparks through his body. He pressed against Blaine harder. The metal of the zipper on Kurt’s jeans scratched him roughly. Blaine grew harder with each stroke. Kurt’s cock slid against him, the thick ridge of the head catching on Blaine’s. He felt big against him. Thick. Long. He longed to see him, to touch him. To be fucked by him. “Kurt… want you inside me, please.”
A smirk grew on Kurt’s face. He shook his head. “Not yet.” He kissed him. “But when I do, I’m going to fuck you as hard as you can take.”
“I can take as hard as you can give me,” Blaine blurted out. He wanted it. Wanted it hard. Rough. He wanted to feel it the next day, to be reminded of how Kurt made him his. He wanted to know the strength that lie within Kurt and the danger that came with it.
Kurt’s hips stuttered at Blaine’s words. He shook his head. “Fuck, Blaine…” He rocked down against him, causing the two of them to moan. “You have no idea how close I am to doing just that. But not yet. Soon,” he promised.
Blaine grunted, nodding. He bucked his hips up to meet Kurt. He tugged at the restraints, desperate to touch him.
Kurt lifted his hips and reached between the two of them. He took both of their cocks in his hand and stroked rapidly. Blaine felt the heat in his belly. His breaths became more erratic, more uneven as his climax approached.
“Cum for me,” Kurt ordered. He tightened his grip. His eyes glowed a bright blue. His teeth elongated. “Cum…”
A soft moan came from Blaine’s chest before he erupted. He spilled over Kurt’s hand. Kurt growled and dropped his head. He pierced Blaine’s neck. His fangs slid into his skin easily and he lapped at sucked at the blood oozing from the wound.
Underneath Kurt, Blaine shook. He continued to cum, harder than he ever had before. His body jerked as the pleasure ripped through him. The chains from the restraints clattered against the wall. He bucked up into Kurt’s hand. Kurt stroked him through his orgasm, milking every last drop from his cock.
As Blaine came down, Kurt tore his lips away from Blaine’s neck and tossed his head back. Blood stained his lips as he roared, spilling over his hand and onto Blaine’s body. He rocked against Blaine as he came and dropped his lips to his neck once more. He latched onto the wound and licked Blaine’s blood.
After a moment, he stilled his hips and lifted his head. He held Blaine’s gaze and licked the remaining blood from his lips. He ran his hand over Blaine’s chest, gathering cum on his fingertips. He brought his hand to Blaine’s mouth. Blaine sucked Kurt’s fingers eagerly, tasting the two of them on his tongue.
Kurt kissed him. Blaine parted his lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Kurt nipped at Blaine’s lower lip, tugging on it gently before sliding his tongue inside Blaine’s mouth. After a moment, Kurt pulled back and smiled. He stroked Blaine’s hair. “So good, Blaine.” He lifted his hips and tucked himself back in his pants, leaving them undone. He reached for the restraints on Blaine’s wrists and unfastened them. Blaine’s arms flopped on the bed, limp from being above his head for so long.
Kurt ran his hands along his arms, relaxing the sore muscles. “I’m going to start a bath for you, okay? Might soothe your body.”
Blaine nodded. “That sounds amazing.”
Kurt pressed a soft kiss to Blaine’s lips before standing and walking towards the bathroom. Blaine followed Kurt with his eyes as he turned the light on before disappearing from sight. He took several deep breaths before struggling to push himself up in a sitting position. He glanced down at his body for the first time. He was stunned by what he saw. The cooled wax stuck to his skin, the dried blood centered around Kurt’s marks. The sticky cum.
After a moment, Kurt returned. He reached for Blaine’s hand and pulled him up. Blaine went with him but his knees buckled underneath him and he fell forward into Kurt’s chest. Kurt wrapped his arms around him before reaching down and gathering Blaine up, easily lifting his body up and against his chest.
Kurt carried Blaine to the bathroom. He lowered him into the tub and knelt down beside him. “I’m sorry,” he said, reaching up to run his hand through Blaine’s hair. “I think I took too much blood.”
Blaine shook his head. “It felt too good to tell you to stop,” he replied. He took a deep breath and lay against the porcelain. His body relaxed in the hot water.
“Still…” Kurt whispered. He began to wash Blaine. He ran his hands along Blaine’s body, soothing his muscles. He washed his hair, taking care not to let the shampoo run in his eyes. He focused on making sure Blaine was relaxed and taken care of.
Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt. They hadn’t known each other for long but he couldn’t imagine not having Kurt in his life. He was caring, attentive… loving. Being a vampire didn’t cancel those attributes out, but rather amplified them. He put everything he had in making sure Blaine felt them, that he didn’t fear him. And Blaine didn’t. He could see past the demon inside him and see him for who he was. And he wanted more of him. He reached for Kurt’s hand and stilled him. He needed to know if Kurt felt the same. “What is this?”
Kurt furrowed his brow. “What do you mean?”
“Us. What is this between /us/?” He needed to know.
Kurt took a long moment to answer. He focused on washing the shampoo out of Blaine’s hair. He took a deep breath before finally replying. “...It can be whatever you want it to be.”
Blaine swallowed thickly. He studied Kurt. He could fall in love with him. Quite easily. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with him. But it was frowned upon in society. A vampire with a human. It was too dangerous. And yet... “What if...what if I want it to be… more than what it should be?”
Kurt held Blaine’s gaze as if he were trying to make sure he understood Blaine’s meaning. He swallowed. “I’d say...it’s already past that.” He looked away, focusing on the loofa. “For me.”
“Good,” Blaine whispered. “Me, too.”
Kurt snapped his eyes to meet Blaine’s at his confession. He fought a smile, ducking his head. He took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Blaine’s in a kiss that deepened immediately.
After a moment, Kurt pulled back. “I’ll let you relax for a little while longer. I’m going to go get you something to eat so you can restore your strength.”
Blaine nodded. “Okay.”
Kurt gave him one last smile before standing and leaving the room in search for food.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine leaned against the back of the tub and watched Kurt leave. No…he was wrong earlier.
He wanted to spend eternity with him.
