His chin is resting in his hand, elbow propped up on the armrest; his eyes are heavy as he yawns.  Jerking awake when he falls asleep, and hearing the girl a few seats down from him giggle, he really hopes he can make it through the next forty-five minutes awake.

"All right, class, that's it for today."  He hears Jeffery say forty minutes later.  "Remember those papers are due next week."

Elated class is over and gathering his things, Blaine walks down the aisle and down the steps, ready to go home.

"Blaine, can you hold back a second."  Jeffery stops him, making him slump his shoulders and walk back to talk with him.  "Is everything okay?  You kept zoning out and falling asleep during class."

"Listen, Jeffery, I'm sorry about falling asleep in class today."  Blaine apologizes, letting out a big yawn.  "But, Kurt is to blame for it."

"How so?"  Jeffery chuckles as he asks.

"I told you about his, I wouldn't exactly call it a problem, last week.  Remember?"

"Yes."

"Do you know exactly when his need will wear off some?"

"Sorry, I don't.  Kurt is a special case; he's the first one to withhold for so long.  It could take months or years for it go away," Jeffery explains, laughing some at where Blaine's found himself.

Blaine isn't sure if he should be thrilled or worried about hearing Jeffery's answer of months or years.

"Wow, okay.  That's something to hear," Blaine says.  "I'm gonna go home now and pass out.  Bye, Jeffery."

"Bye, Blaine," Jeffery says back, starting to gather his things on top of his desk.  "Oh, Blaine."

"Yeah?"

"Talk to Kurt about taking it easy on you nights before you have class."

To say he is embarrassed is an understatement.  Having his professor know more than he should about Kurt and his sex life is something he didn't think would ever happen.

~

He barely has the door closed for five seconds when Kurt is jumping into his arms and kissing him like crazy.

"I missed you so much," he says against Blaine's lips.

"I've been gone for less than four hours."  Blaine points out.

"Almost four hours too long."

Blaine can already feel Kurt's need washing away his tiredness.  But using all the strength he can muster, he sets Kurt on his feet and puts a few inches between them, seeing the pout on Kurt's face when he does that.

"Trust me when I say: I would love to have sex with you right now."

"Then why don't you?"  Kurt grins, hooking his finger in the waistband of Blaine's jeans and pulling him forward.

"I need some sleep, love.  I need longer than three hours a night."  At that moment Blaine yawns big and feels his eyes get heavy all over again, proving his point.

"Yeah, you should sleep."  Kurt strokes his thumb over the apple of his cheek, giving him a sympathetic look.  "You look worn out."

"Okay."  Blaine drops his foreheads to Kurt's and chuckles.  "I'm gonna go sleep for the next week."  He smiles when Kurt laughs at that, giving him a quick peck on the lips and walking upstairs.

Once in the bedroom, he strips down to just his boxers and climbs into bed and under the covers.  His head barely even hits the pillow before he's passed out cold.

~

With nothing to do for a few hours, Kurt decides to go out shopping to cook dinner.

He walks amongst the produce in the store, grabbing a few things.  Seeing a couple a few feet in front of him looking happy and in love, he smiles at knowing that feeling.  After years, he has the one person he would die for, the one person he waited forever for, and it feels amazing.

Thinking of Blaine is enough to have him filled with a need to want to drop everything he's doing and go home and spend the rest of the day in bed having sex.  But knowing Blaine needs his rest he resists that urge and finishes shopping.

A few hours later, Kurt stirs the sauce he made and thinks about what Blaine said about sleep and how he's been on him twenty-four seven the past week-and-a-half.  He's was just as surprised by this new side to him as Blaine was.  When he thought about taking that big step with Blaine, he never imagined it would create such a new part to him that would crave Blaine and his touch all the time now.  It's amazing, but he can see the toll it's taking on Blaine, and he knows he needs to learn to control wanting to jump him all the time now.

Hearing Blaine padding into the kitchen, he gives him an easy smile, feeling his heart soaring at the simple sight of him alone.

"What's with the delicious food?  Not that I'm complaining."  Blaine smiles as he kisses Kurt real quick and sits down at the kitchen island and begins to serve himself.

"It's sort of an apology," Kurt replies, watching Blaine with a smile on his face, enjoying him enjoy his cooking.

"An apology for what?"

Kurt grabs the wine and fills Blaine's glass.  "For jumping you pretty much every second of the day."

"Oh," Blaine says with a bit of a blush staining his cheeks.

"I didn't know anything like that would happen after we slept together for the first time.  It's like this feeling that's been under the surface all this time has finally broken free and I can't control it.  I have a need for you all the time that doesn't seem to be waning or going away."

"Yeah, Jeffery told me it could take some time for it to fade or go away."  Blaine tells him.

"So, you're going to have to put up with me like this for awhile?"

"Yeah," Blaine replies, chuckling and kissing Kurt when he sits in his lap.  "That's why I think we should have some rules."

"I'm okay with rules," Kurt sighs out, knowing Blaine is feeling his need as it grows in him.

"I ask for at least seven hours of sleep," Blaine says as he runs his hand under Kurt's shirt and along the skin of his stomach.

"Seven hours...o-okay."

"A maximum of twice the night before class."

"I...I can do that."  Kurt moans as Blaine runs his hand up his chest, stroking his thumb over his left nipple.

"And last, I need some rest after coming home from school."

"Th-that's und-...understandable."  Kurt drops his head on Blaine's shoulder when he slides his hand down between his legs and starts to palm him; rolling his hips down on Blaine's hand, Kurt moans at the pleasure building in him.

"Wa-...Want to skip dinner for now?"  Blaine pants, Kurt feeling how hard he already is when he removes his hand and rolls his hips down on him.

"Yes," Kurt groans out, wrapping his arms around Blaine's shoulders, and his legs around his waist, when he stands up with him, heading to the bedroom.

~

It's a beautiful June morning and he watches Kurt sleep next to him.  He looks beautiful with the morning sun falling down around him, soaking into his skin.  Tracing the scars on his back, like he normally does, fingers following the slightly raised skin, moving his fingers down to the scar on Kurt's left side.  Sometimes he wonders what would have happened if Kurt hadn't made it through that injury, but he can't linger too long on the thought, because he can't imagine his world without Kurt in it.

It's been almost seven months since he met Kurt, and four since he almost died by Sebastian's hand.  But even that doesn't stop him from thinking that they've been the best seven months of his life, filled with more happiness and love than he could ever imagine.

Seeing the smile spread across Kurt's face, announcing he's awake, he watches as he opens his eyes and gazes at him.  Once again, Blaine is taken aback by Kurt's pure beauty and can't believe he's his for the rest of his life.

He knows he must be staring because Kurt says with a giggle, "What?"

"Will you marry me?"  Blaine asks with all his heart, knowing this is what he really wants.  He knows marriage at his age might be stupid.  He's never known of someone getting married so young and it lasting, but he knows with Kurt it will be a marriage to last forever.

"Yes!"  Kurt excitedly answers, surprising Blaine by rolling him onto his back and pouncing on top of him, kissing him breathless.  "Yes a thousand times over."

"I was hoping you say that."  Blaine jokes, always knowing that would be Kurt's answer.

It's only after Kurt kisses him again after laughing, does Blaine feel the desperation and need surge up in him, immediately having him forget everything for the rest of the day.

~

Inside a hotel room in Paris, he stands in front of the open doors staring out at the view.  The breeze blows and ruffles his black feathers, sending a sense of calmness through him for a brief second.  He hears someone burst through his bedroom doors, knowing it's his meager excuse for an assistant; it's his human that he hates, but still, somehow, relies on.

"What, James?!"  He shouts out of frustration of being disturbed.

"You said not to disturb you at times like these unless there is news on him," James squeaks out, fear running through him.

"What is it then?"

"They're getting married."  James breaks the news, wanting to leave at once because he's terrified of Sebastian's response to what he said.

Sebastian does nothing with the anger building in him, curling his fingers tighter into his fist and hating everything happening.  It's only when he turns and finds James standing there like a scared mouse does he snap. 

Flying across the large room and knocking him to the ground, shoving his foot on his throat and pressing down as hard as he can, he throws his wings out in anger.  It's just an unfortunate event that James had to be the one to tell him.

"I can smell your fear radiating off of you like an awful stench.  You humans are so weak."  Sebastian grins down at James, seeing the light in his eyes slowly fading.  In James' eyes he can see the fear as he looks at him, see the last glimmer of hope die, and see the hatred.  "I never understood why He loved you like He does.  Maybe you can ask Him for me."  Sebastian presses down on his throat until he sees the life leave James' eyes, removing his foot and walking back to stand in front of the open doors.

He can get rid of the body later, knowing he'll probably need to find a new assistant now that he's killed James.  As he stands there, relaxing a bit when the wind blows through his feathers again, he begins to think and plan for a way to prevent that wedding from happening.

"I'll make sure this time I don't leave you alive," Sebastian says with hatred and evilness dripping from his voice.