"What the hell happened?" Damien shut the door and locked it behind the mortals before he crossed over to Blaine. Finn had played it cool, but the last thing he wanted was either of the men interrupting again. Closer up, the bands of reddened flesh still marring Blaine's skin gave Damien all the information he needed. "Drainers. Shit... I shouldn't've left." He reached out and pulled his childe in close. "I'm sorry." That Kurt and Finn had found Blaine and saved him instead was a painful blow. "I should have been with you."

"It's not your fault," Blaine protested weakly. "It's mine." He slumped back against the cushions of the sofa, his body aching from the silver and longing for Kurt. Seeing him again had only made a terrible situation that much worse. "I should have stayed here--not gone out. But I was going stir crazy, and... I just wasn't thinking." If he'd had his wits about him, then Blaine might have sussed out the obvious trap the Drainers had led him into it. As it was, taking his blood had been like stealing candy from a baby. "There was a girl, she said she needed help..." He shook his head, feeling foolish. "...I really should have known better."

"Always have been too nice for your own good," Damien answered with a sigh as he kissed Blaine's curls and gently ran his fingers over the other vampire's arm. Though he knew it was giving up something that drove an obvious wedge between his childe and Kurt, Damien could never stand to see Blaine suffer for long. "It wasn't you. At the station... they already have another suspect. The crazy vampire who showed up at the bar all bloody the other night. He's the one who did it." Drawing back, Damian tilted his head to the side. "Take some blood. You'll still need time to heal, but that's not going to happen until you're fed - and right now I don't think wandering the streets is a good idea."

"It wasn't me?" Stunned, Blaine blinked at Damien in disbelief. He wasn't entirely sure if his sire was telling him the truth or not. But the sincerity in Damien's eyes spoke volumes, and Blaine visibly relaxed. "I was so sure... I'd killed him." Jeremiah. He hadn't deserved any of this. Although their brief night together had been fueled by desire, the mortal had been kind and gentle, offering him comfort when he'd felt at his absolute lowest. Starving, Blaine's hunger took hold and he simply could not ignore Damien's tempting offer. "Thank you... thank you, Damien," he whispered, leaning forward and brushing his lips against that lovely throat. His fangs were sinking into cool, soft flesh, and Blaine groaned as rich, dark blood filled his mouth.

Though it had grown more and more rare, Damien longed for the few moments that they shared like this, moments where they were intimate whether that intimacy included sex or not. He held the other vampire close and wished that he could convince Blaine that the didn't need anyone else. Mike was family, but the mortals that came and went... they were pointless. They only needed each other. Not knowing the words, never able to find them, Damien settled on threading one hand into his childe's hair while the other rubbed mindless patterns over Blaine's back. If he didn't feel half sure of rejection, Damien might have taken the contact a step further, but after Jeremiah and then seeing Kurt again, he doubted that Blaine would be receptive.

Damien's comforting touch, coupled with the delicious taste of his blood, sparked a sense of raw desire in Blaine. It hit him like a ton of bricks, leaving him alternately reeling and longing for more. He shifted against his sire, one hand roaming up the other vampire's body until it disappeared up into his hair. His fingers carded gently, tugging--even though there was no need--Damien's head for even more access to his neck. Ambrosia poured over his lips, filling him with a fire that was totally at odds with mortal blood. Kurt's was the most delicious he had ever tasted, but feeding from his sire had a potent effect on Blaine. He began to writhe as passion fueled his actions, and an unmistakable groan of lust escaped his throat.

Damien's eyes fell closed, relieved as he realized that he didn't have to hold back for once. Just being around Blaine made him almost crazy sometimes as he tried to keep himself from touching his childe or kissing him. "Be mine tonight," he pleaded in a throaty whisper. "Let me make you feel better." Damien knew he could drive Kurt from Blaine's mind - maybe not forever, but for the night, he could be his childe's world. "Just tonight, Blaine. You need it." They both did. After hearing that moan, Damien thought he might lose his mind if he didn't get to do some of the things running through his mind.

Too far-gone to refuse, Blaine groaned out his enthusiastic agreement. He continued to drink his sire's blood, gorging himself as the near-frantic desire possessed his senses. Finally, he withdrew, and gazing into Damien's eyes, brushed his red-ringed mouth against the other vampire's. Blaine kissed him as hungrily as he had fed, snaking his tongue between Damien's lips and plunging deep inside. In the next instant, he was pressing his weight down on Damien's and crushing him into the sofa.

Damien drank in the taste of the kiss, the sweet flavor of those full, soft lips. He was hard already as his hips pressed insistently up against the other man. It didn't matter in the slightest to Damien who did the taking and who was taken. He didn't care about anything but the chance to be with Blaine again. His fingers hooked in the loops of Blaine's jeans to close any remaining space between them. If either of them had needed to breathe, it would have been problem. Thankfully they were both long past that particular need. Damien knew from experience that when Blaine was so in the moment, he had to stay there too. There could be no sweet whispers or talk of anything more than what they were doing. //Better than nothing. Hell of a lot better than nothing.//

Blaine had no idea what had suddenly possessed him. Maybe it was his brush with the Drainers, or the heartache of seeing Kurt again fueling his actions? Either way, he couldn't get enough of Damien or the eternal comfort his sire offered. The kisses were frantic and passionate, bordering on desperate. Blaine's hands fairly trembled as they coursed over Damien's body, his fingers tugging at the other vampire's clothes. When Damien's shirt fell open, Blaine groaned into his mouth. Not needing the inconvenience of oxygen meant that the kiss could go on forever without breaking contact. And, at that moment, Blaine preferred it that way. He writhed against Damien, the air around them highly charged as his arousal reached a fever pitch.

Damien finally reversed their positions, shoving Blaine back onto the couch and all but tearing off the rest of his clothing. He showed no regard for the sanctity of the fabric, intent only on getting the man naked as quickly as possible. As the last impediments to molesting Blaine properly gave way, Damien grinned wickedly up at the other vampire. He held Blaine down with one hand flat on the man's chest and bent to lick a stripe along the man's hard cock. "Should I make you beg, or do you need it too much? Need it so bad you can't wait?"

Blaine all but whimpered, glancing down at Damien with dazed eyes. His sire always knew the right buttons to push, reducing him to a quivering bundle of need with only one swipe of his tongue. Blaine struggled to form words, finding himself drowning in the overwhelming desire which had suddenly gripped him. "Begging... begging's good," he managed to stammer out. He didn't want the encounter over in a flash. Instead, he yearned for the rest of the night to be filled with the comfort only Damien could offer him. "Please? Please, Damien?"

Damien's only answer was the darkening of his crystal blue eyes and a devilish smile. He grabbed Blaine's hands and hauled him up off the couch before lifting the other vampire into his arms. Despite his slight build, his supernatural strength made it easy to carry his lover into the bedroom. Blaine was his for the night. Damien intended to make use of every last moment. When day came, he would hold Blaine in his arms for the first time in a long while. With a growl, Damien threw Blaine back onto the bed and grabbed a discarded tie from the floor, quickly lashing Blaine's arms together above his head and then to the headboard. "You're mine. Tonight there's nothing else. Do you understand?"

Blaine's eyes were almost completely black with lust, and he eagerly nodded his assent. "Yes, yes... anything," he readily agreed. Although he could have easily broken his bonds, he had no desire to do anything except to submit to Damien's will. He was so hungry for more of his sire's attention, in fact, that Blaine strained his head forward in an attempt to brush his lips against Damien's tantalizing flesh. It was, however, useless from his current position, and he gave a token whine of frustration as his fangs appeared. Whatever had possessed him had eradicated everything else around him. His one thought--his one need--was for Damien and Damien alone. "Please, have me... use me... whatever you want, I'm yours tonight..."

Damien read the truth of the words in Blaine's dark gaze, and he smiled before pressing a decadent kiss to his childe's lips. "Good. You'll be rewarded for that... eventually." He sat up and looked down at the other vampire. He let himself enjoy the view of Blaine's pale, toned skin laid out before him for a moment before attacking the man to get the last of his clothes free. The mortal would never touch Blaine again, but he would. Damien dragged his nails down over Blaine's thighs. He kept his own clothes on. Though he longed to feel the press of skin against skin, he wanted the power for now. He wanted Blaine to be open and vulnerable before him. "It's been a long time since I heard you beg me to let you cum. Missed it, baby. You're so beautiful when you're like this... hard and aching and not able to do a damn thing about it."

Blaine shivered, nodding as he wet his quivering bottom lip with his tongue. Whatever force had possessed him totally, blinding him to everything else except his sire. He gazed up at Damien in anticipation, already close to pleading with the other vampire to touch him. "I've missed it, too," he confessed, his throat clotted with lust. "The way you kiss me, touch me, bite me... make me scream for more..." Without a second thought, Blaine spread his legs wantonly and groaned as his arousal--surging with Finn's borrowed blood--ached for attention. "Is this how you want me?" he asked, not a trace of shame showing as he writhed before Damien.

It was how he always wanted Blaine. The need rolling off the other vampire was intoxicating. Damien couldn't help but stroke himself as he looked down at the other man. "Yes. Yes, it is." He moved in closer and leaned down, almost bringing his lips to Blaine's cock only to draw back at the last moment and look up at his lover through slitted eyes. "Not yet. I don't think I've got you wanting it nearly badly enough." The vampire instead straddled Blaine's stomach, keeping his ass away from the tempting cock so close. A new thought struck him, and Damien inched up and unfastened his jeans. His cock sprang free, and he let the head rest just out of reach of Blaine's lips. "Do you want to suck me, baby?"

"Yes, oh god... yes, please?" Blaine's gaze radiated the raw lust that has taken hold of his senses. He strained in a desperate attempt to reach Damien's offering, and flicking out his eager tongue, managed to catch the flaring tip of his sire's masterful cock. Groaning at the taste of him, Blaine found that he simply could not get enough and craved more. "Please let me, Damien?" he begged after another ravenous swipe of his tongue. "You want me to--I know you do. Let me make you feel good. Please?" Blaine honestly thought he would go completely out of his mind if Damien didn't relent and give him what he wanted.

The words were true. So true. Damien wanted nothing more than to feel Blaine's lips on him, to feel even more of that beautiful tongue on his flesh. "Well, since you asked so nicely..." Damien pressed himself forward, his cock sliding into the other man's mouth. As always, it was bliss, but Damien kept himself in check. He refrained from ramming himself home and taking everything he wanted at once. He wasn't going to let it be over too soon. Blaine was giving him free reign, and he intended to use every last bit of it. The night was theirs, and they'd spend the day tangled together again. He needed it to last.

Blaine eagerly devoured Damien's offering, his groans of pleasure muffled around his sire's thick girth. It was as if he couldn't get enough of the other vampire, which made little sense to Blaine. Especially owing to the fact that he was still and always would be deeply in love with Kurt. Logic and reason had flown out of the window, leaving Blaine with a deep, insatiable longing for his sire. He sealed his glistening lips around the base of that masterful cock, breathing in the scent of Damien's body for a long moment... before bobbing his head back and forth, feverishly gulping down every inch.

Damien didn't know what had gotten into his childe. It wasn't like him, really. He was passionate, certainly enjoyed giving as well as receiving, but he wasn't one to give affection easily. Blaine was oddly reserved in that way for a vampire. He was warm and loving, and yet somehow he held himself in check. //Mike too,// Damien thought with a faint hint of a smile. He supposed in that sense he'd claimed children that were very much the way he'd always been, boys that had looked as lost as he'd always felt. Now they all had each other, whatever else happened. Carefully Damien pulled himself out to see his cock shining with Blaine's saliva and the beautiful vampire's lips bruised and swollen with the effort. "Is this all you want, or do you need something else?"

Blaine whimpered at the loss of Damien's arousal filling his throat. It took every ounce of his willpower not to break his restraints, grab those slender hips, and shove that delicious length back inside of his mouth. He gazed up at his sire, more than willing to beg for more. "You know what I need," he growled, straining and tensing against his bonds. "I want you to fuck me. Fuck me so hard I can't think of anything except you and your cock. Please, Damien? Please fuck me... please? Let me make you feel good... please?" Already he was throwing his legs open, arching his pelvis upward, and offering his eager ass to the other vampire. If Damien didn't relent, then Blaine was certain he would go out of his mind with desire.

It was more than Damien had dared to hope for. He reached up and jerked the tie to free Blaine's hands. He needed to feel them roaming over his skin, to feel the want in addition to seeing it written in those darkened hazel eyes. "You're fucking beautiful like this," he purred, "when you're so mine." In seconds Damien had his fingers coated with lube from the nightstand and was teasing Blaine's entrance, swirling and teasing. "I'm gonna give you everything you want because it's what I want to. I want to bury myself inside you and make you scream so loud the neighbors call and complain. I want them to know just how gorgeous that voice of yours is."

Blaine's fingers were coursing over Damien's skin the instant his hands were freed. It was almost as if he had never touched the other vampire before, and he found himself exploring his sire's body restlessly. Hissing through his fangs, Blaine shivered and arched beneath Damien's questing touch. "Yes, oh god... yes..." he moaned, wriggling his hips in a vain effort to devour that wicked digit. His mind fogged over with lust, all Blaine could think of was surrendering himself completely to Damien. "More, please... keep doing that... need it, need you..." Babbling incoherently now, he literally felt Finn's borrowed blood boiling through his system, mingling with Damien's in a union of frantic desire.

Damien dipped a finger inside almost delicately, finally giving Blaine at least some relief. He watched his childe's eyes darken as the pupils dilated, blown wide with lust. It was beautiful. He hooked the fingers against Blaine's prostate. The smooth movement faltered a second later as it dawned on Damien what had happened. Somewhere Blaine had gotten some blood, and he'd been pushing Kurt away, the boy's body untouched. But there had been the scent of blood in the air. Finn's blood. Damien felt his heart constrict at the sudden realization that his childe was riding on something Finn had felt, not on his own desire. //Should have known,// he thought only to push the revelation away. He had Blaine. For at least the night, Blaine was his, and that was all. "Do you want more?"

Blaine nearly lost his mind. The pleasure was so intense, and his need for Damien so ravenous, that he thought he would absolutely unravel at the seams. "Yes, yes... please?" he gasped, fairly clawing at his sire. Blaine raised his hips, then slammed them down again as his pelvis churned. He savored the other vampire's touch, which promised even more ecstasy as it brushed that special place deep inside of him. His eyes were black clouds of lust, pleading with Damien to take him, to use him in anyway his unbeating heart desired. In an act of near-desperation, Blaine reached between Damien's legs and caressed his long, thick arousal. "Want you to fuck me," he rasped out. "Please, Damien? Please fuck me?"

"Shhh... would never say no to that, beautiful," Damien whispered as he withdrew his fingers and sank down until he held himself suspended over Blaine. His childe's eyes were desperate with lust borrowed from someone else. Though it hurt to know that when the next evening came, Blaine would probably send him away again, Damien knew it meant all the more that he needed to enjoy the moment. Gently he kissed along Blaine's jaw while positioning himself. "Let me in." He pushed carefully not in spite of but because of Blaine's desperation. He didn't want it over too quickly for either of them.

Blaine was like a man possessed, and in many ways, he was exactly like. Finn's borrowed blood surged inside of him, and with it, the mortal's overwhelming desire for Damien. His hands clutched at the other vampire's back, while his aching body relaxed and eagerly accepted the large invader. As soon as Damien started to enter him, Blaine arched and tensed, whimpering uncontrollably for more. "Yes, yes... oh god, Damien..." he moaned, seeking out his sire's mouth. Blaine kissed him hungrily, drawing Damien's tongue into his mouth, and nursing as if it were an extension of that incredible cock filling him to bursting.

As always the feeling of sliding home inside of Blaine was like coming home. He'd often wondered if he would find someone he fit with and could truly love and walk with through the eternity that stretched out before him. Unfortunately when he did, the person he'd found didn't feel the same way. //Mine for now. For the night.// Maybe if Kurt didn't come back, if he really stayed away, things could be different between the two of them. Maybe Blaine would finally begin to need him the way he'd always needed his favorite childe. The idea brought a surge of hope, and Damien clung to it even if he suspected that it wouldn't last. He pressed hungry kisses to Blaine's lips and drank in the heat of the embrace as he finally began to thrust.

"Unngghhh... yes, oh god... yes," Blaine gasped, embracing Damien tightly. It had been exactly what he had been craving, and he welcomed his sire's invasion with complete abandon. He raked his nails down the length of Damien's spine, before filling his eager hands with that gorgeous, pumping ass. Tangling their tongues in a passionate kiss, Blaine arched his hips and shuddered violently as he met the other vampire's thrusting length. Damien filled him to bursting, his wonderfully long, thick arousal stretching and plundering Blaine to the point where he cried out joyously from the raw ecstasy wracking his body. And he could feel how much Damien relished claiming him by the tremors quaking through his frame, and Blaine thrilled at the knowledge that he was responsible for those sensations gripping his sire.

It was hard to hold back at all, not when Blaine was moaning like a whore and meeting every thrust with that same fire. "Already close, aren't you?" he murmured in a rough whisper against Blaine's ear. "I can feel the way you're moving.... still remember every sound you make when you cum." It had been awhile, but time hadn't dulled a single memory. Damien still remembered the first time he had ever touched Blaine, the first time he saw up close just how beautiful those hazel eyes were. The connection was immediate then, and turning the young man only made it stronger.

Blaine no longer questioned the overwhelming lust that had taken hold of his senses. He was far too lost in the supreme ecstasy of being claimed by his sire again to remain bewildered over his own actions. "Unnhhh," he groaned, sinking his fingers into the firm, round globes of Damien's pumping ass. The other vampire plunged into him like fiend consumed with passion. "I haven't... haven't forgotten what you felt like... god, you're... so big... it's..." He gasped, tensing and shuddering as that masterful cock repeatedly struck that special place deep inside of him. Blaine knew he wouldn't be able to hold out for long, but he intended to drink in every ounce of the pleasure he had left.

Damien wanted more than anything to see Blaine coming apart. He was absolutely gorgeous when he came, when he let go of every last bit of control and threw all caution to the wind. He wished he could be the only one who ever got to see it, but that wouldn't be fair. They had all of eternity, and variety was the spice of life. Feeding and sex went hand in hand too often for Damien to ever think of even asking for his childre to refrain from doing what felt right. Their lives were their own. He only sought to protect them from real harm in a world that never seemed to fully understand their kind. As he moved, Damien's teeth gently grazed the taut column of Blaine's neck. "I won't drink tonight... you've lost enough blood already. But next time," he whispered, hoping that there would be one.

Blaine shivered at the light touch of Damien's teeth, which promised so much more and left him aching. "Yes," he agreed without hesitation, "yes, next time..." He drew his sire impossible closer, his legs trembling around the other vampire. Damien's insanely long cock plunged even deeper, and Blaine fairly whimpered as his sensitive body arched and grasped around him. He nipped at Damien's tempting throat, from which he'd been feeding only moments earlier. His desire was so overpowering that Blaine simply could not help but sink his fangs into his throat. Rich, thick vampire blood flowed into his mouth again, while--at the same time--he eased a digit between his sire's thrusting ass cheeks.

The sharp sting was entirely pleasure as Damien continued to move. He groaned at the feeling of Blaine's finger circling his entrance. Shifting just slightly, Damien reached between their bodies to take Blaine's cock in hand. "Wanna feel you cum," he panted against his childe's ear. "I want to hear you scream for me. Can you do that, beautiful? Let me hear how much you want it..."

Blaine wanted that more than anything in the world, but he also didn't want the moment to end. He drank deeply of his sire's rich, sweet blood while simultaneously clamping down on Damien's thrusting length and teasing his quivering opening. His entire body was aflame with lust, and he arched uncontrollably into the other vampire's caress. "Yes, oh god... yes!" Blaine gasped out, his mouth ringed dark crimson. "Make me cum, Damien... fuck me hard, fuck me... fuck me..." He was babbling, completely out of his mind by this point. Desperation rolled off his body in waves, and Blaine knew he would never be satisfied until Damien gave him exactly what he needed.

It felt so good that it almost hurt to move faster, but Damien did just the same. He couldn't deny Blaine. he could do nothing but press himself into his lover's hungry body, now flush with his own blood, and the darkly delicious sight of the blood ringing his full lips. "Need you.... need you to cum for me," Damien finally panted. He knew he wouldn't last. Being with Blaine again was too perfect for him to hold back. Knowing that he could play on the lingering traces of Finn in his childe's system, Damien added in a growling whisper, "Now."

By this point, Blaine had completely lost his mind. Lust, the like of which he had ever known, fully possessed him. And he churned his hips in a desperate effort to draw out the pleasure a little longer. But when Damien ordered him to let go, there was no holding back. An anguished cry of tormented ecstasy wrenched itself from Blaine's throat. Then, his body quaked violently beneath Damien's as he tensed and arched... and fairly exploded in torrents of coming. Pleasure jolted through his limbs, sending him into erratic spasms while the dark curls on his head thrashed from side to side. He clawed at his sire in desperation, holding tightly to him as his devastating climax threatened to tear him apart.

Damien rode the wave, savoring every jerk and gasp and spasm of Blaine's beautiful body beneath his own. He thrust hard and deep as Blaine finally slowed, and it took little more than that to tip him over the edge as well. He needed to cum as badly as his childe had moments before. Damien gritted his teeth against the urge to sink his fangs into Blaine's tempting neck and instead kissed his way along the taut curve instead. "You are the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen... and you're mine." //Maybe just for tonight, but mine.//

Still recovering from his earth shattering climax, Blaine continued to cling to Damien as his senses returned. "Yours," he agreed, his throat rough and raw. Every brain cell was essentially fried, and he had no reason to question his actions. He had wanted Damien, and his sire had generously given him exactly what he'd needed. Shivering at the brush of the other vampire's cool lips across his sensitive flesh, Blaine whimpered softly. "Thank you... for staying here, for being with me... I don't think I could have made it alone tonight."

"You don't ever have to be alone. Ever." Damien gathered his child in close and carefully shifted so that he lay beside the other vampire instead without ever allowing a breath of space between them. "Close your eyes. I'm going to be here with you all day. We can clean up tomorrow evening... maybe order something delivered." By 'something,' of course, he meant someone, but Blaine always seemed a bit more hesitant about such things than he was himself. "Right now you need rest. You've had a hell of a week, beautiful." Damien kissed Blaine's unruly curls and wrapped his arms around his childe's back.

When evening came again, Damien noted that Blaine seemed somewhat less enamored, more himself. It wasn't surprising. They processed the blood so quickly that he hadn't expected it to last. Still he felt a pang of regret even as he joined Blaine in the shower so that they could divest themselves of the evidence of the previous evening. "Tell you what, I'll go find us something to eat.... meet me at my place in a couple hours?"