Kurt had yelped when the demons sharp teeth had sunk into his shoulder, it was sore, there was no denying it. The sucking on Blaine's part was somewhat helpful, but it still left a feeling of discomfort.

As soon as his canines had sunk into his slaves shoulder, all of the bad feeling and guiltiness were pushed aside. The taste was extraordinary, so sweet and mouthwatering. He groaned as more of the liquid poured into his mouth, he made sure to open his mouth to catch any droplets that dripped. He listened to the soft whines and winces that came from his slave, he felt pity for the boy, truly he did, but oh god it tasted amazing. His slave's blood was unbearable to resist, the consistency was similar to silk.

"Ah-h", Kurt winced.

"Mmm..."

A groan erupted from Blaine, leaving Kurt confused- did all demons act like this when fed? The groans and growls were load and menacing, almost as if Blaine was given a drug that made the consumer feel revived. He began to feel dizzy, the blood he was losing was beginning to be too much for his human body.

Blaine could feel his slaves body begin to weaken, he had taken a little too much...he had to stop, but oh god it was so hard to stop as it was a crescendo of pleasure; drowning in Kurt's taste.. With the strength he had emotionally he retracted his canines from the boys shoulder and pulled away slightly, but not before licking up the blood that surrounded the puncture marks. His cock ached, desperately seeking attention. He pushed back the promiscuous thoughts and pulled back to look into Kurt's eyes, dazed and tired.

"Kurt, you have to take this. Do you understand?"

What? What is he saying? God I'm so worn out...

"Kurt? You need to take a sip of water."

Water? That sounds good.

Kurt's mouth was dry and the room felt unbearably cold, Blaine felt incredibly warm, but he didn't want to push his luck with the cuddling request. He leaned towards the glass that Blaine held, taking a few sips of the cold water.

"Good Boy. Let's get you under the blankets and sheets. You are freezing, you need to warm up and get some rest."

"K..."

Blaine lifted Kurt into his arms, using one hand to push back the bed duvet and sheets before placing the shivering boy into the bed and pulling the sheets back over. He smiled fondly at the slave, he was so different. Stubborn, but innocent and sweet. He stood up to stare down upon his aching bulge, a demons arousal would not go down until serviced. He headed towards the bathroom for a shower and a quick wank. Kurt Hummel would be the death of him.

Sometime in the morning, Blaine had finished with his situation in the shower and was sipping a warm cup of coffee by the window. He felt guilty for having to feed from the boy, but it was just how demons survived; he couldn't help it even if he wanted to. It was an unusual feeling for him, he cared for the boy so much already, but he had only really had him for a day and they hadn't really talked that much either. Blaine made a note to get to know Kurt when they got back to demonic.

Blaine's head snapped up at the small moan that sounded from Kurt. He stood up and walked over to his bedside.

"Hey, how are you feeling?"

"Hm...a little better."

"That's good, do you want to freshen up first or do you want to talk?"

"Talk? What is there to talk about? You fed from me, can we just leave it at that?"

Blaine gritted his teeth, he really wanted to know how his slave felt about being fed from. Was it sore? Did he like it or not? Was he scared? There was endless questions, but somehow he felt the answers to these questions would anger him.

"Well, no. I want to know whether sore found it sore, were you scared?"

Kurt sat up and cushioned himself into the pillows.

"It was sore to begin with, it got a little numb after a minute or two. I was scared that you wouldn't stop, but you did."

"Of course I did. I would never hurt you intentionally. I have said this before."

He smiled sympathetically as Kurt nodded his head and smiled this boy really was a beauty. Beautiful skin. Beautiful hair. Beautiful everything.

"Although. Tell me if I was hallucinating from blood loss, but your eyes were jet black and it was like there was no white or colour in your eyes."

"You were not hallucinating. Demons eyes turn black when hungry, arouse or if threatened or angry."

"Oh."

Aroused? Was he aroused when he bit me? Did he get aroused?

He carefully flipped the cocoon of blankets and sheet off of his body and stood up, swaying slightly from weakness. Blaine's arms wrapped themselves around his waist to steady him.

"Come over here and have a coffee and some food. I'll run you a warm bath to soak in. Then we will need to get ready. My friend Nick and his slave Jeff are arriving today. You and Jeff can talk."

"Oh, okay. Thank you."

Kurt was lead over to the table, he sat down and carefully sipped on the coffee that had been left for him which was surprisingly still hot. After a few sips he began to feel a little better, the heat and caffeine giving him some energy. He listened to his master move around in the bathroom, the thought of a bath was unbearable to resist. If anything he was more excited to meet Jeff, Carly had mentioned that he was around his age and was a fun guy to be around; he could use some fun.

"Kurt, the bath is ready. I want you to bathe, get dressed in casual wear, there is hair products by the vanity and I then want you to head downstairs to Cooper's suite. I am going down there now, no exploring when you leave here. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

Once Blaine had left, Kurt made a mental note to ask Blaine for specific facial and hair products when back at Blaine's manor. Luckily he had packed a few small pots of his favourite hair and facial products in his case, he had transferred a few of those pots into the overnight bag that Blaine had given him to come to his parents manor.

He padded his way into the bathroom, it was calming to see the bath filled with bubbles and bath salts. He stripped his clothes and hanged them over the railing by the sink, staring into the mirror his reflection reflected a boy in need of a wash indeed. He carefully made his way towards the bath and one by one put each leg in. He sank into the bubbles and sighed in comfort, the warmth of the water warming him to his soul. He couldn't remember when he had last had a bath, but oh god he had missed them indeed. He was more excited to meet Jeff, Carly had said he was around his age and a bit troublesome, but fun too. He could use some fun. For now he just wanted to enjoy the tranquillity he had.

"So squirt, how is the 'master having a slave' life?", Cooper brushed a strand of hair out of his face, smirking at Blaine while he rubbed Carly's knee.

"It's going good so far. No tantrums or cheekiness. He is very quiet most of the time around me."

Cooper laughed loudly, the sound was comforting to Blaine. He had missed his brother terribly, it was rare for him to speak with him face to face given Blaine's busy schedule. Usually whenever he met up with Cooper, it would be after a big fight with his father.

"Well, I guess that's a bad sign."

Blaine's triangular brows furrowed. "What? Why would that be a bad thing?"

"Put it this way squirt, he may be good now, but that built up sadness and anger will build up until he accidentally speaks out of turn. Slip of the tongue as mother would say."

"Let's hope it doesn't happen tonight, brother."

"Indeed. You need to keep your cool as well."

Blaine nodded, saying no further words. Cooper was right, if he lost his temper all hell would break loose; given his problems with anger. It was his fathers fault really, he got his anger trait off of him. His mother and Cooper were the calm ones in the Anderson family. Blaine lifted his head to his brothers voice.

"Hello, little one!"

He sucked in a breath before looking towards the door where Kurt stood. His slave really was gorgeous, he was clad in a pair of tight fitted jeans with a light weight sweater that clung in all the right places. He truly was a stunning specimen.

"You're so...", after a long pause, Cooper brother the silence when motioning for Kurt to sit beside Blaine in one of the four seats. Blaine was going to say 'beautiful', but he couldn't seem to form the word, he could only stare at Kurt. His property. His. It still hadn't sunk in that Kurt was Blaine's, his to have with him for eternity. Eternity? What the hell is the matter with me!?

"Carly will return shortly, she is aiding my mother with some things. She has taken to you little one."

"Oh...I like her."

"Me too!",Cooper winked and chuckled at Kurt's blush. Cooper was a big joker and an even bigger tease.

Blaine had not spoken a word, he had just stared into Kurt's frame, smiling to himself a few times. What could he be thinking about? Kurt was unsure, but it didn't stop him from blushing even redder. Someone as hot as Blaine staring at him? At him? He never thought anyone would stare at him like Blaine did, it was like he was in a trance...over him.

"Blainey! Wakey Wakey! Earth to Blainers!", it seemed to snap Blaine out of his trance.

"Don't call me those names! I let you call me squirt and that is it. I draw the line at that. Oh for goodness sake, stop pouting."

"Spoil sport. So little one, while on the subject. Any nicknames?"

Kurt shuffled in his seat, he had been called many things...good and bad, but mostly bad. He didn't know if he should say them all, he didn't want to cause Blaine or Cooper to become angry.

"I've been called many."

"Ooh really? Let's hear them!"

"You asked for it. Dolphin, prancy smurf, porcelain, lady, fairy, fag, queer, tickle me dough face, he/she...", Kurt paused before adding, "Also a few others."

Upon looking up from his knees, he was greeted by a shocked expression from Cooper and an angry one from Blaine. In fact, Blaine looked as if he wanted to kill someone. His brows were low, his eyes were a deep brown now, his face quivered and his fists clenched.

"None of them sound good. Are any of them used in a good context!?"

"Well, dolphin and porcelain aren't as bad."

"Explain."

"My friend says that dolphins are just gay sharks, therefore they would call me her dolphin. Then the cheer coach called me porcelain because of my complexion."

"That's good...I guess. The other names are just cruel."

"School wasn't easy."

Blaine frowned, he really needed to get to know Kurt better. He felt there was loads of parts missing from these stories. He hoped that tonight would go splendidly or there would be trouble. Blaine decided to break the silence.

"Well, Nick and Jeff will be arriving shortly. We should go to greet them, I expect Jeff will be excited to meet you Kurt. He hasn't shut up about it from what I've heard."

Kurt nodded mutely at Blaine, sharing his smile. He wanted to meet Jeff too. It would be good to have a close friend, someone who could possibly relate to him and help him in situations involving Blaine. After all, Jeff was supposedly a couple of years older than Kurt and he would have more experience. Put it this way, Kurt didn't have the experience with Demons, he hardly knew anything about them, but Jeff could help. I hope he likes me.

Blaine grinned from the stairs, his friend and slave had arrived. Jeff was clearly excited, he was bouncing through the hallway behind his master. Nick was clenching Jeff's hand and shaking his head.

"Blaine, how are you my hobbit friend?"

Blaine scowled at the name calling. "Excuse you, but you are smaller than me! I am well, yourself?"

"Very well, although the journey was...loud. Thanks to my dear Jeff here."

Nick turned and shook his head once more at the bouncing boy. He had not shut up about Blaine's new slave the entire car ride, he let him be excited though. He had been through a lot and was lonely, a friend would do him the world of good. Nick was curious to meet the slave himself.

"So, where is this slave of yours?"

Kurt had been quietly hiding behind Blaine, it was rare for him to get shy, but for some reason he was now. This was one of Blaine's close friends and he didn't want to create a bad impression.

"He is here.", Blaine stood to the side, leaving Kurt exposed to Nick and Jeff. The shyness did not go unnoticed, he wrapped an arm around his slaves waist and held him to his side, creating a small bit of comfort and reassurance.

"He is certainly a beauty. What's your name?"

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hip for him to respond. "Kurt, sir."

"Oh please don't call me sir, my name is Nick and this bouncing blonde is Jeff. Jeffrey please do stop that."

Kurt smiled at Jeff who grinned back and winked. He watched as Jeff whispered into Nick's ear, who replied with a sigh and a groan.

"Very well, only if it is okay with Blaine.", he chuckled when Jeff put on the puppy eyes and pouted towards Blaine, who laughed and waited for what Jeff had to say to him.

"Blaaaaine?"

"Yes Jeff?",Blaine raised his eyebrows.

"Can I take Kurt for a walk?"

He frowned, he wanted to keep Kurt safe, but he didn't want to pass up the opportunity for him to have friends. It was complicated, he didn't want him to get into trouble and being around Jeff can certainly create havoc, it has happened before.

"Yes, on one condition. Do not take him out of the property, I want him back in one piece. Are we clear? Bring him back here straight after your walk, bring him to me in the house."

"Yes sir."

"Good, you may go."

Kurt walked down the rest of the steps to stand next to Jeff. Before leaving he glanced back at Blaine who raised his eyes in warning for Kurt to be on his best behaviour. He would try, but he made no promises.

"I'm Jeff and you're Kurt?", Jeff smiled eagerly and bounced on the balls of his feet. He had a welcoming expression etched upon his face.

"Hummel. Kurt Hummel."

"Nice to meet you. So...how are you coping living with Blaine so far?", Jeff said while smirking.

"It's confusing."

"I know what you mean. I've been with Nick for two years and it is still confusing. I guess that's what you get with demons. They are very hard creatures to figure out."

To Kurt, Jeff seemed passive and had a fun sense about him. He wasn't exactly similar to his friends back in Lima or Rosie and Xavier, but he guessed that was Jeff's unique factor. He was taller than him, just by a few inches; he was taller than both Nick and Blaine, but it was clear that Nick was in charge given the fact he is the master. Kurt smiled fondly at Jeff who returned with a cheeky grin.

"You'll get used to it. You know I've been lonely the last few months. I'm happy that you are here now, I was hoping we could be good friends?"

"I'm sure we will be best friends."

"Really!?", Jeff had a toothy grin, he liked Kurt already. He hoped that he had a small mischievous side to match his own, if so...let's just say it would be a hoot to hang around with him

"For sure. We can get to know each other tonight, since I heard Blaine speaking of us being put into a private room half way through the ball to bond."

"Yeah, Nick said the same."

Both boys nodded and started their trail back to the manor, hoping to avoid any unwanted attention from other demons who were lurking around or even worse, someone like Everett Anderson.

Blaine, Kurt, Cooper, Carly, Nick and Jeff found themselves seated in front of Liliana, who had her hands clasped on her lap while sitting on a chair in the middle of the room facing the group. When being called into the room, Kurt seemed to be the only one to have no clue about what was going on. Liliana began speaking in a warning, but hushed tone.

"Here is the deal, I've been told to tell you all what is planned for tonight and how Everett wants everything to go. Got it?"

All of the demons and slaves nodded mutely, not daring to open their mouths to negotiate or question; Liliana Anderson may be sweet, but she had her moments of anger. Blaine and Cooper spared a glance at each other, knowing that this was going to be brutal tonight. Knowing the usual routine. Blaine glanced down to Kurt and then leaned down to place a kiss upon his head. Kurt glanced up to him, a blush visible on his face.

"Let's start with the slaves. Kurt, Jeff and Carly. You have your rules from your masters. Follow them.", Liliana changed her focus to Jeff and Carly. She looked towards Kurt for a minor few seconds.

"Jeff. Carly. Don't let Kurt out of your sight if he is not either myself, Blaine, Nick or Cooper. If you see him in any kind of trouble, search for either of us.", her view was now for sure focused on Kurt now.

"Kurt, honey. It is crucial that you follow your rules. As I said, stay with the people in this room. No walking off on your own. Now, Blaine and Nick have mentioned that half way through the night, you and Jeff shall go into one of the private rooms and bond. I agree. The ball starts at eight sharp. You and Jeff shall go at half nine, wait in that room until either of us collect you. Understood?",Both Jeff and Kurt nodded their heads in sync, Blaine and Nick smiling towards each other in adoration of their obedient slaves.

"Carly, you know what to do. Now to the big boys. Masters, behave! No anger...that means you Blaine. I heard of your spat with Lord Smythe and I won't stand for that tonight. Oh don't look at me like that, me and Ash are in cahoots. You will enter with your slaves, keep them in order and by your sides. Understood?"

In sync they all replied with a 'Yes ma'am.' The speech was more lacking than the last time, but Blaine guessed it was because he had a slave now and instead of his mother looking out for him, he was looking out for Kurt. His beautiful boy. He would need to warn him off Sebastian, he didn't want him hurting Kurt as revenge for what he said about Riley. Sebastian was manipulative when it came to revenge. He would keep Kurt safe or he would never forgive himself if he got hurt. He had only been in the lifestyle for a few days...yes, he would keep him safe. His slave. His Kurt.