clouding up my mind || starklaine
TAGGING: Blaine Anderson, Elliott Gilbert, and Kurt Hummel WHEN: Friday night SETTING: Kurt and Elliott's house NOTES: Kurt, after meeting Blaine at a bar, brings Blaine back to his house after a long week at NYADA, with different intentions than what they seem. Things start to go south once the intentions become clear and Elliott walks in on them. Warnings for blood/violence
Kurt , after a particularly stressful week at NYADA was relieved for it to be the weekend. Once everything had been dropped off at his and Elliott's apartment, and he'd gotten changed into more appropriate clothes, he went to one of the near by bars. The atmosphere and company was pretty much what Kurt had expected, but the alcohol had at least helped. The company had been pretty uninteresting, until he caught sight of a young, and rather adorable guy at the bar. Noticing that the other at least seemed to be alone, Kurt walked over to talk to the other for a while and maybe it could lead to something else if things went well. Once he was close enough, Kurt caught how the other smelt and Kurt knew that he had to bring the other back to his apartment with him. He put on the charm, as always, and it wasn't long until they were on their way back to his apartment. He knew that this was pretty damned risky, but Kurt knew he could always just compel the other male into forgetting what happened after feeding from him. Before leading him into his bedroom, Kurt waited a few moments to see if Elliott was home. Not being able to hear anything, Kurt grabbed the other's hand and led him into the bedroom, hoping that he could get his done before Elliott came home if he was out, or before his roommate knew that Kurt had company and what he was planning on doing.
Blaine had mostly been at the bar for an escape. The pressure his father was putting on him was becoming too great when he was at home, so going out was his only way out of it. It wasn't really one of his aims to go home with someone when he did, but there was something about this flirtatious stranger that drew him in, made him unable to resist. His heart was racing as he was taken to Kurt's apartment, nervous about what was about to happen, but thankful for the distraction from his father's almost constant talk of killing and 'doing the right thing'. He didn't suspect that this man was exactly the creature his father was referring to. Once they were in Kurt's bedroom, he looked around with a soft hum, smiling warmly. "I like your room," he said lightly, turning towards Kurt again, moving close to him.
Kurt hearing what Blaine said, Kurt coudln't help but let out a laugh, "I'm glad you do," He said softly as Blaine moved closer to him Kurt could tell that the other was pretty tense about something so it seemed like he needed to unwind too. Kurt let his gaze flicker down briefly to Blaine's lips and his neck before looking back up again and leaned into kiss the other gently.
Blaine practically melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Kurt's waist and letting his eyes fall shut, keeping close to him. The quick look at his neck went completely unnoticed by Blaine, so the kiss helped to relax him almost immediately. When he pulled back slightly, he blinked his eyes open to look at the other man, smiling slightly, then leaning in to kiss him deeper.
Kurt when feeling BLaine's arms around his waist, brought his arms around to drape over Blaine's shoulders. He smiled into the kiss and lookeid at the other with a slightly raised eyebrow before he smiled back at the other. Kurt hummed into the kiss when the other kissed him again, but deeper. Still keeping their lips together, Kurt glanced to the side before pulling Blaine over to his bed after gauging how far they were away from it.
Blaine followed Kurt to the bed, managing to keep his balance while making sure they were still kissing. Once they were there, he pulled back a little, looking at Kurt with a smile again. After a moment, he pulled away completely to get onto the bed, worried that if he'd stayed close to Kurt, he'd have stumbled in an extremely unsexy way and ruined the mood.
Kurt was about to chase Blaine's lips when the other pulled, but stopped when seeing Blaine only moving so he could get on the bed. He laughed softly before waiting until the other was on the bed before following him to the bed. Kurt hovered over the other and smiled at him softly, before leaning down as he started kissing the other again.
Blaine lifted his arms to wrap them around Kurt's shoulders, laughing when Kurt did, looking up at him and blushing slightly, his troubles completely forgotten. His eyes flickered shut when Kurt kissed him again, this time trailing his tongue over Kurt's bottom lip to take it further.
Kurt feeling Blaine's tongue on his bottom lip, moaned softly and parted his lips against the others. He tilted his head to the side after a few moments, and slowly trailed hands down Blaine's chest and slipped them underneath his shirt.
Blaine slowly pushed his tongue into Kurt's mouth, breathing out a moan against his lips and allowing his hands to explore his skin under his shirt. Slowly, he moved one of his arms from around Kurt, letting his hand rest on the other's chest, humming into his mouth.
Kurt gently moaned into Blaine's mouth when the other's tongue pushed into his mouth, and softly flicked his tongue against Blaine's as he kissed the other back. He didn't want to pull back, but he was starting to get a little ahead of himself. After Blaine's hand was on his chest, Kurt reluctantly pulled back from the kiss. He looked down at the other for a few moments before pressing his lips onto Blaine's neck, getting closer to what he was wanting to do.
Blaine laid his head back, his lips parting slightly as Kurt started kissing his neck, a soft, breathed moan escaping. The hand on Kurt's chest found it's way to the back of his head, threading his finger's through his hair, still oblivious to Kurt's plan.
Kurt didn't do anything straight away, and jsut kissed at Blaine's neck and gently sucked on the other's skin with the seeming attempt to just make a mark on Blaine. Feeling Blaine's hand on the back of his head and holding onto his hair, Kurt moaned gently before starting to bite down on the other's neck, wanting to play this out for a little longer.
Blaine winced when Kurt bit down gently. It wasn't enough to hurt, but it was enough to remind him of everything going on. He tried not to show it, though, not wanting to ruin the moment or have to explain why that had made him react the way he had. "Kurt..." he breathed out, the sound resembling a moan more than asking him to stop.
Kurt kept going at the same slow pace he was. Even though he knew most people wouldn't be too happy about him feeding from them, Kurt didn't want to rush into this too fast. Because he was enjoying this moment with Blaine. HE didn't know why, but he was enjoying this a lot more than all the other times he'd done this. It was the sound of Blaine moaning his name before he pulled slightly away from Blaine's neck to allow his fangs to come out. He breathed in once and instantly sank his fangs into Blaine's neck, holding tightly onto the other.
Blaine cried out when it suddenly hit him what was happening, the piercing pain ripping into his neck and his hands immediately going to Kurt's chest, attempting to push him away. "S-stop.." he whimpered, heart racing in a panic. This is exactly what his father had warned him about, exactly what he was supposed to avoid and prevent. He had to get away before he was killed; after all, that's all that vampires did, according to his family.
Elliott was on his way home from work and he stepped inside the apartment he shared with Kurt and frowned. He caught a strange scent, frowned and stepped forward. "Kurt are you home...?", he asked and already moved forward and stepped into Kurts room without permission and growled quietly. "Are you insane?", he asked his roommate and glared at him. "DO you know how intensive he smells!?", Elliott asked and scrunched up his nose, trying to ignore the scent of blood in the air.
Kurt grabbed Blaine's hands and moved them away from his chest continuing to feed from the other. He'd done this before, and knew when to stop so he wouldn't end up killing the people he fed from, even in times like this when the taste from them drove him mad. Being so drawn into how Blaine's blood tasted, he didn't hear the front door opening or Elliott's voice until the other was in his room. He pulled away from Blaine and glared at the other male in his room "Get the hell out of my room, Elliott!" Kurt snapped at the other.
Blaine whimpered when his hands were pulled away, still trying to fight him despite the obvious difference in strength. No matter how hard he tried, he had no chance of pushing Kurt off - he was simply too strong. "Please stop.." he breathed when Kurt pulled away, blinking his eyes open to look at the stranger who'd only just entered, assuming he was also a vampire from the mention of Blaine's scent. "L-let me go..."
Elliott growled even louder. "No way. You know we decided to feed on the same day, asshole. I've been hungry for days and now you just go and decide it's time to feed.?!", he asked pissed and rolled his eyes. "Get this boy out...he will remember too much if you don't stop now, Kurt, you know that.", Elliott spat.
Kurt could tell from how Blaine was reacting that he assumed that everyone who was a vampire was just a cold blooded killer. He smiled gently down at the other and shook his head "I'm not going to hurt you," He said softly. His face and voice then suddenly became harsher and shook his head "Well, I've decided that's a stupid idea because I've been starving as well, and college was torture for me today. So I needed this." He couldn't help but laugh at what Elliott said next and shook his head "And what? Let him tell everyone about us and where we live? We'll have hunters on our doorstep before you know it."
Blaine just shook his head, wincing at the pain in his neck. He didn't believe what Kurt had said at all. All of his life he'd been told vampires were heartless killers, that given the chance, they'd kill you without second thought. If Kurt was telling the truth, it would go against everything Blaine had ever learned about vampires. So, he kept it to himself that his father was a hunter. If Blaine died... well, there was nothing he could do about it now. But his dad would find these two and kill them.
Elliott growled louder. "So because Kurt HUmmel decided that he needed a drink, because his life got too stressful, he does that?"; he groaned and rolled his eyes and glanced at Blaine. "WE have a problem with him anyway....either way we kill him and leave town or you will let him forget anything about tonight right now, but you will keep your fangs by you..no more feeding, not from this guy.", he growled and pushed Kurt away from Blaine and pushed him against the walll.
Kurt frowned as Blaine shook his head, knowing that his assumption about what Blaine thought of vampires was correct and he didn't know what to do about it. Hearing what Elliott said, Kurt growled softly, and glared at him "Don't even start, Elliott. You can't tell me that you've not done something like this before." His eyes widened at Elliott's words and glared more intensely "We're not killing him! And I'm not leaving NYADA just because you're freaking out over this!" He looked away from Elliott in an attempt to ccalm down and looked down at Blaine. HE was about to speak to him, when Elliott had him pushed away from Blaine and pinned against the wall "Let me go, Elliott!" Kurt yelled, trying to push back from Elliott.
Blaine quickly rushed from the bed while he could, heading towards the exit. He was slow and slightly shaky from how much blood he'd lost, though, his entire body feeling weak and heavy. While the two vampires were distracted with their arguing, Blaine figured it was the best opportunity to escape, while he still had his memory. If either of them caught him leaving, all they'd have to do was tell him to forget, and he would... He knew that much. His blood was now dribbling down his neck, starting to soak into his shirt, but he didn't care. He had to get away.
Elliott turned around to look at Blaine and another growl came from his throat. "Don't you dare to move further, Hunter.", he hissed, pushed Kurt back on the bed and grabbed Blaine now and he was overwhelemed by the scent of blood and he swallowed. His tongue moved over his lips as his eyes stared at the trail of blood and it took him a lot of self control not just to bite again. He glared at Kurt again and looked at Blaine. "You..You were never here. Do you understand that?", he asked Blaine. "Kurt get a towel..or anything. I can't ...I can't smelll that any longer and he'Ll die if he doesn't get help.
Kurt seeing Blaine moving, he struggled against Elliott's hold to try and get him to stay. "Hunter..?" Kurt asked, frowning a little before his eyes widened when he looked at Blaine "He's a hunter!?" He let out a small 'oof' as Elliott pushed him back on the bed and he jumped back up as soon as Elliott grabbed him, pulling at the other's shoulders to try and get him off "Elliott, let go of him I'll deal with this myself!" He rolled his eyes a little when Elliott said the other would die because Kurt would've dealt with that once he'd finished feeding from Blaine - which he almost was. But Kurt didn't say anything and just nodded, before running into the bathroom to grab a towel. Thankfully it took him seconds thanks to his heightened speed, because he didn't want to leave these two alone for very long in case Blaine killed Elliott or Elliott started feeding from Blaine which would kill the other.
Blaine winced when the darker haired vampire warned him to stop and again when he was grabbed by him. He stared into his eyes, heart racing in fear and head spinning. He didn't even bother to fight him off, knowing that he was much, much stronger than he was, and given Blaine's weak state from the lack of blood, fighting would not only be futile, but would also make his condition worse. Before he knew it, Elliott was using compulsion on him and he gave a weak nod to show his understanding, not tearing his eyes away until Elliott had done the same, furrowing his brows as he tried to piece together what was happening.
Elliott looked at Kurt and frowned even more. "You're an idiot.", he mumbled and took a deep breath. "god..", he whispered and tried to ignore the smell of blood. He was so thirsty. He pulled away from Blaine as soon as Kurt was with him and he swallowed. "Awful smell.", he mumbled and put his hand over his nose. "Get him to a hospital or whatever..just out of here."; he told Kurt and his eyes glowed red.
Kurt glared at Elliott furhter when the other called him stupid, but seeing that Blaine looked like he was going to collapse stopped him. "I had this handled, Elliott," Kurt frowned at the other and placed the towel firmly on Blaine's neck. Hearing the other say to take Blaine to a hosptial, Kurt just sighed, but didn't argue, knowing that the other was beyond pissed with how his eyes turned red. Kurt grabbed the other, before running at his full speed towards the hospital.
Blaine closed his eyes and leaned into Kurt, glad that they were at least taking him to a hospital. All he really wanted to do was sleep; his eyelids were heavy and drooping, his limbs begging for rest, but if he slept now, it wouldn't help at all. The speed Kurt was running would probably make his head worse, though, so he had to keep his eyes closed. "Wh-why are you h-helping me?" he croaked out, if only to keep himself distracted, awake. "Why a-are you trying to save me?"
Kurt knew that the running would make Blaine feel more disorientated but it was something that had to be done. If he was losing a lot of blood then Kurt couldn't dawdle. "Because I don't want you to die." Kurt said, starting to slow down once he was near the entrance ot the hospital, knowing that it would look suspicious if he just bolted in as usual.
Blaine was even more confused by that. Since when did vampires care about whether they killed their meal or not? Since when did they show any kind of remorse? A quiet groan left Blaine's lips, his head only spinning more, even as they slowed down. "I-I don't understand," he breathed, trying to blink open his heavy eyelids. "Why?"
Kurt pulled Blaine closer to him and held onto him tightly, not wanting the other to fall over as they walked to the hospital. He looked at Blaine, frowning in confusion "What do you mean 'why'?"
Blaine leaned in closer, finding the support helpful, even if it was from the person who he'd thought wanted him dead. "Why don't you want me to die?" he asked, trying hard to keep his voice steady, without success. "Your kind don't care... n-not usually..."
Kurt sighed heavily and shook his head as Blaine spoke. He supposed he expected it. If Blaine was a hunter he probably hated vampires but it didn't seem like it was his own prejudice and rather something he was taught "Well, why would I want you to die?"
Blaine furrowed his brows, unsure of how to answer that. The only answer he could come up with was simple: that he was a vampire. But he couldn't say that now, not when Kurt actually seemed to care about keeping him alive. "I don't know..." he answered dumbly, lifting a shaking hand to rub his eyes.
Kurt frowned a little and shook his head, trying not to get too mad. He knew it wasn't Blaine's fault but it frustrated him that society just assumed he was some murderous monster just because he was a vampire. "Exactly," Kurt said, feeling relief as he walked into the hospital.
Blaine lifted his head a little more when they were in the hospital, blinking rapidly. "Wh-what are you going to tell them?" he asked in a whisper, moving his hand to the wound on his neck and wincing as he felt the stick blood there.
Kurt let out a small sigh and looked around making sure no one was overhearing what he said, "You'll see," He whispered back to the other, before moving slightly faster. He looked at the receptionist with wide eyes, putting on a hysterical voice as he spoke to them, "I-I need help.. I was walking down the street when I found him - I think he was attacked by.. by a vampire or something. I just found him like this, I don't know what happened."
Blaine stared at Kurt in surprise at how believable he was, letting out a soft breath. "I..." he stammered, trying to think of some way of explaining what had happened, but he was just too sleepy and focused on other things to come up with anything decent.
Kurt breathed out a fake sigh of relief as the staff helped him get Blaine onto a stretcher, ignoring the look of surprise Blaine was giving him. He stepped slightly away from Blaine as they escorted him to a ward, and followed them to where they were going
Blaine closed his eyes when he was put on the stretcher, allowing himself to relax, no longer trying to fight going to sleep. He assumed Kurt had left as soon as he was taken to a ward, oblivious to the fact that he was still there, following him.
Kurt stood out of the way, watching the doctors perform whatever tests they had to do. He didn't know why he was following BLaine and didn't just go back to his apartment but something was making him stay. Once they were left alone, Kurt walked over and gently cupped the other's cheek.
Blaine opened his eyes, confused about who was cupping his cheek. "Oh," he breathed, looking up at him and into his eyes. He didn't understand why Kurt would care enough to stay, but couldn't bring himself to ask, either.
Kurt smiled when Blaine opened his eyes, still holding the other's gaze, "Hi.." He said softly, not sure what he was doing but he still enjoyed the calm moment, almost like they had before Blaine found out what he was.
Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt's, sighing deeply. "Are you going to make me forget?" he asked, silently wishing he'd taken his father's advice and worn one of the pieces of jewellery that had been created to avoid this. "Is that why you're still here?"
Kurt sighed as Blaine figured out what he'd just decided to do. He did want to make sure Blaine was alright, but he couldn't have the other remember and he didn't want Elliott going crazy over this "I'm sorry," he said softly, and looked at the other using his compulsion. "I didn't feed from you tonight. You don't know I'm a vampire. You just came to my house for a hook up and my roommate walked in on us so we called it off. When I was taking you home, we were jumped by a vampire but they only had time to feed from you because someone else was approaching and then I took you here."
Blaine knew there was no point in trying to resist the compulsion. Once Kurt had finished talking, he echoed the words back to him monotonously, then blinked rapidly. "You saved me," he whispered after a moment, looking into his eyes again, the fear and confusion replaced with gratefulness. "Thank you, Kurt."
Kurt smiled gently as Blaine repeated the words, knowing that the compulsion had worked. He felt bad for doing it but it had to be done. He couldn't risk having Blaine knowing and having to leave New York. He looked at Blaine and shook his head gently "You don't need to thank me, Blaine."
Blaine shook his head slightly. "Of course I do. If you hadn't helped me, I'd probably be dead," he said sincerely, his voice still quiet. After a moment, he took in a long breath. "Think I might sleep for a bit," he told him. "Thank you for staying..."
Kurt just smiled and gently stroked Blaine's face "I did what anyone would've done," He whispered softly and kept his gaze on Blaine. He nodded when Blaine said he might sleep "You should... You need to rest."
Blaine nodded slightly, closing his eyes and rolling onto his side. If it hadn't been for how weak he was after the vampire attack, it would have been difficult for him to clear his mind and rest, but he was already half asleep anyway.
Kurt watched Blaine roll onto his side, and waited until the other was asleep before he turned around and left the ward and the hospital. Once he was a reasonable distance away that wouldn't cause suspicion, he used his speed to get back to the apartment.
Elliott needed a few minute to get his mind off of the blood scent. It was hard not to go out and look for somone to feed on. It had been days since he had drank any blood and it was getting to him now. He knew that it was a mistake, that someday Kurt would fuck up. Or he would, but it seemed like Kurt was the first one to do so. He took a deep breath and swallowed down the lump in his throat. "Finally back huh?", he asked Kurt a bit teasing and looked at him, smelling the fresh blood on him as well and growling quietly.
Kurt breathed in heavily once he was back inside the apartment, trying not to let what happened get to him when he heard Elliott's voice. Kurt glareld at the other and stepped forwards "Shut up, Elliott" He was frustrated that Elliott was acting like this. It was one slip up and he couldn't just wait for Elliott to decide to hunt before he fed from someone. They had urges that couldn't just be fought so easy.
Elliott s body was shaking as he leant against the wall, still watching Kurt. He still could feel smell the blood on him and he quickly moved forward to him and growled quietly. "His scent...it's all over you", he told him and pushed Kurt against the wall and licked over Kurts neck and growled again. "I need blood.."
Kurt rolled his eyes and crossed his arms as Elliott stepped forwards "No thanks to you. You totally freaked him out so I had to take him to the hospital." Kurt let his gaze travel ovr Elliott and frowned when seeing Elliott shaking. He couldn't comment though because before he did, Elliott had him pushed against the wall. He shivered as felt Elliott licking at his neck, and grabbed onto his shoulders "Elliott.."
Elliott breathed heavily and closed his eyes as he leant forward and licked over his neck. "God, why do you have to smell like blood?", he asked and glanced up at Kurt with a smirk. "You have to pay now.", he whispered and pushed his fangs in Kurts neck.
Kurt stared down at Elliott as he kept licking his neck. "I always smell like blood," Kurt rolled his eyes because it was true to some extent. He did have blood in him and had to feed people blood to even turn them. "Elliott -" Kurt said warningly before screaming out when Elliott's fangs sank into his neck and shoved at the other's shoulders
Elliott let out a loud growl from his throat and he pushed his fangs deeper into Kurts sink. The taste of blood on his lips were amazing and he sucked harder on him. He pulled his fangs out of his neck and licked over his lips. "You taste amazing..", he growled quietly and licked over his own lips as he looked at Kurt. "still hungry.."
Kurt moaned out as Elliott's fangs pushed deeper into his neck. He breathed in slowly, still trying to push the other off him as Elliott kept feeding from him, inhaling sharply as Elliott pulled his fangs out "What the hell are you doing?" Kurt hissed, pressing his hand over where Elliott had bit him feeling slightly woozy but not feeling the same effects he woudl if he was human "Don't even think about it, Elliott.."
Elliott let out another quiet growl from his lips and looked over Kurt. "It's your fault You brought home food. Now I am hungry.", he murmured and grabbed Kurt by his waist and pulled him closer. "Let me feed...just a little bit more.", he whispered to him and he moved his eyes over him.
Kurt shook his head at Elliott, and glared slightly "He's not food, he's a person," Kurt snapped slightly and gasped as Elliott pulled him closer. He stared at the other for a few moments and lowered his hand down from his neck "Why?" He whispered back to the other softly
Elliott frowned a bit as he looked at Kurt. "Because I'm hungry.. What a stupid question, Mister."; he murmured, licked over his lips again and pushed his fangs into Kurts neck again after he had leant down. "Need blood.", he growled and put his hands on Kurts hips to pull him closer.
Kurt rolled his eyes at Elliott spoke, about to make some snarky comment when Elliott's fangs were in his neck again. He cried out and dug his fingers into his hands. "You're such a bastard," he hissed at the other, but let the other pull at his hips, knowing he'd rather have Elliott do this to him rather than some random stranger who'd probably die from this.
Elliott slowly pulled away from Kurt, licked over his lips and smirked. He felt like he was on drugs and the taste of blood made him feel high. He cupped Kurts cheeks with his hands and smirked at him. "Thanks.", he purred and leant down to kiss him slowly. "You taste amazing..", he purred against kurts lips and pushe dhim against the wall.
Kurt started to feel light headed as Elliott pulled back. He breathed heavily as the toher cupped his cheeks and held his gaze. Feeling Elliott kissing him
Kurt he gently shut his eyes over and kissed the other back "Its' because of him " He mumbled against the other's lips, knowing that he'd tste differently if he hadn't just fed from Blaine. He let the other push him agianst the wall again and tightly gripped onto him.
Elliott smirked and pulled his lips away and looked over his face. "You're amazing.", he whispered. "So tasty."; he hummed and stepped away from Kurt. "Maybe you should go Kurtie...before I can't hold myself back":, he mumbled.
Kurt stared at Elliott with slightly wide eyes when he looked at him "Elliott..." Kurt whispered, not sure what else he could say. Kurt walked away from the wall Elliott had him pushed against and pressed his hand against his neck. "Where exactly am I supposed to go, we share the apartment," He said, rolling his eyes a little at the other.
Elliott scrunched up his nose and shrugged then. "Your room. and hope it's safe enough..or I can't promise anything anymore. You smell delicious..", he told him and looked over Kurt. "You know what a bite does...especially when you just feed yourself."; he murmured and leant against the wall and closed his eyes. He tried everything not to just attack Kurt and take him against the next wall.
Kurt nodded and started walking into the direction of his room, "You mean Blaine does," Kurt argued, because this hadn't happened before no matter how hungry they were. Kurt could still smell Blaineon him and he could smell him on Elliott and it was driving him insane. Kurt nodded in understanding, knowing exactly what Elliott meant because he felt the same. Kurt kept looking at Elliott until the other clothes his eyes before he moved into the bedroom, and quickly got changed into his pyjamas