They had left the theatre hurriedly, needing each other too much to care about locking the theatre doors. They hopped in a taxi, finding it hard to keep their hands off of each other. The taxi stopped in front of Blaine's house, Blaine throwing money at the cabbie as Kurt opened the taxi door, practically falling out. They slammed the car door shut, Blaine picking up Kurt, allowing his sub to wrap his legs around his waist. 

“Hurry, Blaine, please,” Kurt begged in Blaine's ear, licking a hot stripe across his lobe. His Dom moaned in response, holding Kurt up with one hand as he searched his pocket for his house keys. He retrieved them from his pocket, scrambling to get the door unlocked. Once he managed to unlock the door he kicked it open, sliding in swiftly and closing it behind him. He slammed Kurt against the door, hands roaming Kurt's chest with boiling lust. Kurt moaned at the impact, growing impossibly harder at being manhandled. His brain short circuited as Blaine continued to ram his hips into Kurt's, eyes clouded over. Trying to gather what little strength he had, Kurt shoved at Blaine's shoulder, coaxing his body off of his own so he could get down. Blaine reluctantly backed up with one last lick into Kurt's mouth. 

“My love, please tell me you're ready,” Blaine almost pleaded, hands still travelling over Kurt's body even though he was at least two feet away from the other man. Kurt took a step forward and grabbed the shorter man's face in between in hands. 

“Take me, sir,” Kurt whispered softly, staring into warm pools of gold. Blaine moaned wantonly, letting go of his resistance to kiss Kurt hard on the mouth. Kurt's knees buckled, but he forced himself to pull away, so they could move to Blaine's room. Blaine got the idea and picked Kurt up once more, running up the stairs two at a time. Kurt's heart pounded in his chest because this thing that was happening was more than just a fuck. It was a life altering decision. Kurt knew that, but he also knew that his life would be nothing without Blaine. He nodded his head, knowing that this choice would be the start to his life as a sub, and that thought couldn't have made him happier. He smiled widely, knowing that Blaine was taking him to his bed. The bed where he would give himself up to this man before him. This man carrying him with the utmost care and love. 

Before he could think of anything else, he was being laid onto Blaine's bed softly, Blaine hovering over him. That fiery lust that was burning behind Blaine's eyes before was gone and now what Kurt could see was nothing but pure love. Love that spoke a thousand words but at the same time spoke nothing at all. Kurt could feel his heart breaking at the look in Blaine's eyes, his own eyes watering. 

“Blaine,” Kurt whispered. Blaine's eyes were warm and soft, glistening with nothing and everything at once.

“My love,” Blaine replied. “I promise to take care of you.”

And with that, Blaine started undressing Kurt, kissing Kurt's mouth to try and ease the nerves that were bubbling inside of the chestnut-haired man. Kurt remembered to breathe, sighing lightly as Blaine's breath ghosted over his left nipple. A tremor ran down the younger man's spine as Blaine licked a trail down Kurt's torso, stopping at the waistband of his jeans. He kissed Kurt navel before unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down and off of his body. Kurt shivered at the sudden feeling of vulnerability, but he thrived on the thrill of it. Kurt lay there on Blaine's bed in nothing but his boxer briefs, breathing heavily. Blaine eyes travelled down Kurt's body, kissing Kurt's inner thighs after his inspection. Kurt's brain shut off, reveling in the feeling of Blaine's hot breath on his fabric-covered member, said member twitching in excitement. 

“It's impossible to get used to your beauty,” Blaine whispered, more to himself than to Kurt. But the taller man heard him, cheeks flushing at the statement. No one had ever called him the things Blaine called him. No one had ever said the things he said. Kurt's toes curled impatiently, already needing the feeling of Blaine moving inside of him. Blaine sensed Kurt's impatience and smiled into Kurt's thigh, licking over it experimentally. 

“Calm down, my love. I'm going to make you feel good,” Blaine said, raking his fingernails down Kurt's shins, earning a groan in response. Kurt's back arched off of the bed needing the friction that Blaine refused to give him. 

“Sir,” Kurt moaned softly. He heard a loud smack and then the outside of his left thigh tingling in the aftermath. 

Blaine just slapped me. 

“What did I say about talking without permission?” Blaine inquired, obviously testing Kurt to see if he would answer. When the other man didn't answer, Blaine smiled. He leaned down to whisper in Kurt's ear. 

“Don't talk unless given permission? Understood?” The Dominant asked, running his hand along Kurt's side. Kurt gave a small nod, squeezing his eyes shut at the feeling of calloused hands gliding across his sensitive skin. His body trembled underneath Blaine's touch, going into a state of bliss. One second Kurt felt Blaine all around him and then he felt nothing at all, Blaines presence vanishing.

Kurt opened his eyes to see his companion at the foot of the bed, pausing for a moment before reaching for the hem of his shirt. Kurts breath caught as he watching the man he loved undress in front of him, eyes darker than Kurts ever seen them. Kurts hands trembled with the need to touch his ever growing length, but he stopped himself, mind feeling numb from how turned on he was. Blaine had taken off his shirt and was now unbuttoning his jeans, taking his time just to torture Kurt who was barely keeping it together as is. Blaine hooked his thumbs through his belt loops and pushed his pants and underwear off in one swoop, bending down before coming up in confidence. Kurts mind shut down before the reality of the moment kicked in. The amount of shamelessness that Blaine contained turned Kurt on so much it was almost terrifying for the younger man. 

"If I so much as hear a word from your pretty mouth, I wont let you come," Blaine trailed his hands lower and lower until he was cupping his own length, teasing it lightly, looking at Kurt as if to say touch yourself or pay the price. Kurt gulped audibly, fingers twitching in desire. "Do you understand, my love?" 

Kurt nodded his head, head about to burst with unspoken need. Blaine smirked and then came down, knees on either side of Kurts rigid body. Like a snake Blaine slithered up Kurts body, licking across the perfect canvas underneath him. Kurt moaned loudly, opening and then closing his mouth, remembering about his soulmates words just a few moments before. Blaine looked down at Kurts pale body, lust and love spoken without him uttering a word. Blaine sat up again, looking as if he remembered something. Kurt cocked his head to the side. What is my Dom thinking?

Without telling Kurt anything, the honey-eyed man got up and walked to his closet. Kurts mind wandered off to what Blaine could be getting. Kurts eyes widened. Could he be...? His question was answered when Blaine walked back out of the closet with several things in his hands. One, handcuffs. Two, a scarf. And three... was that a cock ring? Kurts cock jumped in excitement and fear. No, Kurt thought. I would do anything for him.

Blaine sauntered back over to the bed where Kurt was lying, smirk playing at his plump, full lips. Kurts brain fogged up in anticipation, heart taking a few leaps when Blaine resumed his position over Kurts body. Blaine placed the items on the bed beside Kurt, running his other hand over Kurts thigh repeatedly. The young actors breath hitched causing Blaine to smirk yet again, hand squeezing at Kurts firm flesh. Kurt was panting at this point, needing release as soon as possible. He was about to open his mouth to inform Blaine about how desperate he was when he felt a wet, hot cavern surrounding his length. Kurt screamed and arched his back into the air, squeezing his eyes shut in ecstasy. 

Blaine hummed around him, sending shivers down Kurts spine. Blaine brought his hand up to fondle Kurts balls, rolling them in between his fingers tenderly. Kurt moaned wantonly and clawed at the sheets beneath him restlessly. Blaine pulled off of Kurts cock and moved to his subs hip where he sucked a bruise into his skin. 

"Use your voice, my love. I want to hear you scream."

That was all it took for Kurt to completely let loose, screams and moans leaving his mouth one after the other as Blaine licked over his entire body before snaking his hand and pumping Kurts cock relentlessly. 

"Please, sir. Please. I need you. N- now. I cant... wait any longer," Kurt stuttered out. His breath was coming up short and he couldnt even process the thoughts running through him. Pleasure was coursing through his veins causing his entire body to shudder uncontrollably. His eyes opened slowly to see Blaines own eyes staring down at him, devouring him with his gaze. Kurt moaned again, clenching his fists to stop himself from lunging at the unsuspecting man above him. 

"Open your eyes, Kurt. I want to see you," so Kurt did as he was told, cerulean meeting honey. Their gaze locked and suddenly that was all Kurt could see, feel, sense. Blaines eyes on his own.  The feeling of Blaines hand flying up and down Kurts cock intensified until he was a squirming mess underneath his lover. He found it difficult to keep his eyes open, but he also couldnt take his eyes off of Blaines. Blaines movement stopped and they were lost in each other, breaths and heartbeats syncing. Blaine snapped out of it first and Kurt almost felt disappointed. 

That was until Blaine picked up the handcuffs beside Kurt. The latters breath hitched, that same anticipation from before boiling inside of him. Blaine sensed Kurts excitement and smiled, grabbing Kurts wrists and bringing them up to the headboard. Once Kurt was securely handcuffed, Blaine grabbed the blindfold and tied it around Kurts eyes tightly. Kurt felt anxiety rising up inside of him but he pushed that away. He trusted Blaine. Completely. 

Now that his ability to move and his vision were gone, all that was left was what he could sense around him. He could only hear his own breaths and his heart in his throat. He couldnt even hear Blaine in the room. Did he leave me? Kurt thought. 

"Blaine?" Kurt called timidly, waiting for Blaines reply. 

"Im here, my love. Dont worry. Youre being such a good boy for me," Blaines voice infiltrated the silence and Kurt breathed a sigh of relief. He moved his arm, wanting to touch Blaines skin, to caress his face, but he remembered that his hands were cuffed to the headboard and stopped. He groaned inaudibly, wanting the friction that Blaine refused to give him. 

Kurt jumped about two feet into the air when he felt a wet finger pressing at his entrance, circling his rim insistently. Kurt arched his back and tugged at the handcuffs around his already bruised wrists. Blaine pushed his finger farther into Kurts passage until it was fully sheathed. Kurts cock was leaking precome generously, covering Kurts torso with the creamy substance. Blaine was moaning above Kurt as well, eye fucking Kurt with his lust blown eyes. He pulled his finger out before pushing back in and crooking his first digit, searching for the bundle of nerves that would make Kurt scream. When Blaine found it, Kurt arched up yet again and pushed his ass onto Blaines finger, wrists bleeding from how much he was pulling at the cuffs. 

"Calm down, sweetheart," Kurt heard Blaine say. Kurt instantly stilled his movements, breathing in from his nose and out through his mouth slowly.  He couldnt see anything, so every other sense was heightened, scent, touch, sound. Everything. Kurt was distracted by his own thoughts.. that was until Blaine inserted another finger right beside his first. Kurts mind was still elsewhere, but his body wanted more, ass driving onto Blaines fingers.

"Dont be scared, my love, but Im gonna put the cock ring around you now. Do you understand?" Blaines mouth was right beside Kurts ear, tongue poking out to run down his neck. Kurt nodded, head turning to catch Blaines lips with his own. They kissed for a second or two before Blaine pulled away and slid the toy over Kurts length. Kurt let out the breath he didnt know he was holding at the feeling of the ring around the base of his cock. Blaines hand slowly ran up Kurts shaft after the ring was in place, dragging his calloused fingers up Kurts torso. Blaine brought his hand up to cup Kurts cheek, fingers slipping underneath the blindfold to find that Kurt was shedding quiet tears. 

"My love, whats wrong?" Blaine asked concerned, fingers still moving in and out of Kurt. Kurt bit his lip, feeling like an idiot for crying and making such an intimate moment so childish. 

"Im sorry, sir. I.. Im so overwhelmingly happy. I," Kurt stopped to catch his breath, feeling like his heart was exploding inside his chest. "Im so in love with you."

Kurt was breathing heavily, fingers digging into his palms. He sounded like a child, sounded so pathetic. Here he was, handcuffed and blindfolded, totally incapable of showing Blaine just how much he loved him. He felt so stupid. Blaine hadnt said a word. His movements stopped altogether actually. The fingers inside of Kurt were stationary, unmoving but pressed against the bundle of nerves that would have had Kurt squirming but the suspense of the moment left him still. Then he felt warm lips pressing against his own and a third finger being pushed into his ass. Kurts brain short circuited at the simultaneous sensations, lips occupied, ass filled, and arms burning from their upright position. Blaine pulled away from Kurt, his free hand rubbing up and down Kurts thigh and side hotly. 

"God, Kurt. I love you, too. I love you so much," Blaine dipped his head and licked at Kurts lower lip, slipping it inside of his mouth and exploring it aggressively. Kurt moaned and pushed down onto Blaines fingers. The cock ring around his length almost had Kurt wailing in pain, but he kept it in, because he knew that when he got to come, itd be the best orgasm of his life. 

"Please, Blaine. Im ready. Just please," Kurt begged. Blaine complied and pulled his fingers out gently, smirking when Kurt whined at the loss. Kurt felt like his dick was literally about to fall off at this point. His head immediately filled with images of blue balls. He cringed. His lower region was aching and hard as a rock, numb with anticipation. Kurt heard the sound of a bottle cap clicking open and the sound of lube being poured onto Blaines hand. He envisioned Blaine slicking up his cock with the cool gel, could almost feel it inside of him already. He moaned and clenched his ass cheeks, shifting impatiently around the bed. 

"Blaine, plea-" Kurt cut his sentence off with a scream when Blaine pushed all the way in in one swift move. Kurts eyes rolled into the back of his head and his abs were tensing and untensing at the feeling of being so full. His breaths were coming in short pants and his brain was legitimately shut off. He could hear Blaine above him, it was obvious he was holding back, breaths also ragged and hips stuttering against his thighs. Kurt couldnt speak but he did manage a smile, knowing that Blaine was looking at him. He nodded and nudged Blaines back with his foot, coaxing him to move. He felt Blaines cock inside him, felt it pulsing, felt his heat. It was addicting. It made Kurt high. Blaine pulled out and pushed back in, his voice coming out deep and gravely. It was sexy. 

"Kurt, Kurt, Kurt," Blaine was shouting Kurts name like a mantra and all Kurt could do was moan and scream, body too weak to even think about speaking. He was already so close to orgasm. He had been on the edge since Blaine started fingering him, now he was in overdrive, mind fuzzy and lips dry. So dry. 

Blaine was pounding into Kurt mercilessly, wrecking him with abandon. Kurt was so turned on it was impossible to even think about. His body was wracked with arousal, cock on fire from where it was resting against his stomach. 

"My love. My love," Blaine sounding equally as wrecked, Kurts name on repeat. His thrusts were uneven and quick, hard. Kurt couldnt even keep up with Blaines stamina, body lax and open. At this point, he couldnt even scream in pleasure, voice gone just like his intelligence. All he wanted was to come, balls hard and aching. He could tell Blaine was close too, hands gripping Kurts hips roughly. Kurt wanted so badly to kiss Blaine, his mouth open and waiting for Blaine to claim his lips with his own. And just like Blaine was reading Kurts mind, he slammed his lips against Kurts, ripping the cock ring off of his lover at the same time. Kurt screamed in relief, back arching and orgasm overcoming him. All he could see was white, all he could feel was Blaines come filling him, all he could smell was sex. 

Kurts orgasm was the hardest orgasm hed ever experienced up till then, come squirting out in long streams. The liquid got him on the chest and chin, dripping down his neck slowly. He was sure he blacked out but all he could feel before sleep took over him was their lips moving together and Blaines heart pressed against his own.