Epilogue

"Fuck, I love fucking you." Tan legs were planted firmly between two pale legs raised in the air ankles held in the firm sure hands of his lover. His butt moved back and forth and small breathless moans emanated from both parties.

"Blaine. I love you." Kurt managed to whisper out before he placed his hand on Blaine's hip and squeezed. As they both learned, making love was one of the most open and soul baring loving things they could share. They learned to listen to each other, give their bodies to each other and sometimes take what they wanted. They wanted often and they gave often.

The squeeze was a sign to slow down. If either one felt like they were too close or if it was painful, they would squeeze each others hip and that was an immediate sign to still and talk.

"Are you okay?" Blaine rubbed the lean muscles of Kurt's chest and stomach and moved gently to rub a thumb over his hip waiting for Kurt to catch his breath and tell him what he needed. Blaine would never force anything upon Kurt. After everything that had happened in the past, never would he do anything that Kurt didn't want. Blaine was ecstatic that it only took a few weeks before Kurt was begging him to touch him.

"Perfect, I just don't want to come just yet." Kurt smiled up at Blaine lovingly.

"You tell me when you're ready for me to move again, okay?"

Kurt nodded. "Kiss me."

Blaine stayed right in this position his cock buried deep inside Kurt. The change in angle when Blaine leaned down to kiss him made Kurt squirm and hiss. "God Blaine. Y-you're on my prostate. Too much stimulation."

Blaine pushed back up. "Sorry Baby."

"S'okay. Love it. Just too much right now. In a little bit, okay?"

Blaine adjusted his hips to pull out just a little bit then leaned back down. Kurt sighed at being in this position. He wrapped his legs around Blaine's waist and they just kissed. Blaine pulled away kissing Kurt's swollen lips one last time before kissing his forehead, both eyes and the tip of his nose. Kurt's sigh was lovestruck and the noise really got Blaine hotter. This gorgeous man was in love with him and he was just as much in love with the man underneath him.

"Just tell me when. Or, we can stop un-"

Kurt cut him off. "I never want to stop. God Blaine. You have no idea how good you feel inside me."

"If it feels half as nice as it does to me, then I do know."

Kurt tipped his head back up reaching for a kiss that Blaine happily let him have. "I think I'm ready for more."

Blaine smiled. Their apartment was nice. They had both received their acceptance letters from NYU a little bit after Christmas. They had been so lonely at separate schools during their senior year when they both returned to the school schedule and Blaine was almost two hours away. Their life as a couple was relegated to sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet each other in a parking lot to steal away kisses and sex. The weekends were filled with spending every moment they could together. It was difficult but they had a strong bond built on trust and honesty.

They cried when they opened their letters together in the privacy of Kurt's room. They held each other equally and vowed to love one another forever because they wanted it so much they knew it would work. They would make it work because they were dedicated and they knew deep down inside where you just know these things, that they were meant to be together. It wouldn't be easy, but they wanted it and they wanted it forever.

Propping himself up on his elbows, Blaine face was still so close to Kurt's as his hips began to thrust forward again. The tight hot heat sucking in every inch Blaine had to give. Kurt reached down to grab Blaine's ass, pulling it closer and firmly helping Blaine fuck him harder. "Ohh." Kurt cried out at how deep Blaine was inside of him. "I love you Blaine. Please.. Please.."

Blaine felt the need in every pore of Kurt's body and started to speed up. Blaine returned to his knees so that he could properly grasp Kurt's cock in his hand. At this angle, he could watch himself move in and out of Kurt and pump Kurt's very hard cock. "You are so gorgeous like this Kurt. I love watching you come."

Kurt could barely handle it and Blaine knew the angle he had taken would move his cock right over Kurt's pleasure center of nerves. He was falling apart under the continued stroking and the brush of every thrust on his prostate. Kurt was mumbling. Blaine couldn't even understand what Kurt was saying anymore. Blaine didn't care because his own brain was beginning to short circuit as he drew nearer and nearer to coming. He had to let go of Kurt's cock because the sensation of Kurt around him was too much to take for this long. It was perfect. He moved his hands behind him so that he could freely thrust hard and long strokes into Kurt.

Kurt took to stroking himself quickly and firmly. Through heavy lidded eyes, he saw Blaine leaning back and then throwing his head back as he filled him up over and over. Kurt moaned in pleasure. Blaine was beautiful. He looked spread eagle. His chest was glistening from sweat and he bit gently on his lower lip. It was adorable.

Just then Kurt knew it. In the pit of his stomach it was building and he knew he couldn't hold back this time. "B-B-blaine. I'm going to come."

Blaine opened his eyes to see Kurt breathing heavily and so close to the edge. Kurt's upper body raised off the bed as he moaned and thick stripes of com coated his chest. Kurt came long and hard and it just kept coming and coming. Kurt curled in on himself whining and shuddering at the intensity.

Blaine let go after he was sure Kurt was completely sated. He moaned and pumped his hips sporadically as he came hard inside Kurt. Blaine toppled forward back onto Kurt threading his fingers immediately into Kurt's hair as he lowered his head and rested it in the crook of his neck.

"That was amazing. You still amaze me Blaine." Kurt pulled Blaine's head up so that he could kiss him. "I wouldn't have made it to this point without you."

"Yes, you would have."

"No, I might be dead or living in a tent in the woods with Sebastian or in his basement."

"It doesn't matter, you're here with me and we know where he is. We'll always know."

Sebastian sat quietly in the garden at the maximum security institution that held him. He knew there was something wrong with him and that this was still the beginning of trying to figure out how he got so out of control. He'd heard the words, bipolar, psychotic episode, medication abuse and any number of other things over the last year. One thing was certain, he would not get out anytime soon and when he did, Kurt would know where he was because he was tagged with an ankle monitor that could only be removed if he went to prison or completed his sentence which included being clean.

Kurt and Blaine had come to see him. Initially it was from afar, but curiosity soon got to Kurt and he wandered toward him with Blaine close at his side and his dad and brother on his other side. This didn't happen without a few security guards camped out on the perimeter ready to grab him if he went crazy. The thing is, Sebastian knew that he wasn't in his right mind when he did all of this. Everything. None of that mattered because he did it. He kidnapped and attempted rape and assaulted Kurt. That would stay with him forever. Though he knew he wasn't in his right mind, he acknowledged that he had done it. He knew he did.

"U-Uuuhhm. H-how are you feeling?" A very shy and scared Kurt asked very quietly. His right hand shifted to his left wrist where the burns from the rope were still healing. It had been a month since Sebastian's lawyer agreed to the maximum security sentence in lieu of prison. Sebastian was going to be sentenced as an adult because the severity of the crime, his age and flight risk.

Sebastian shrugged. "I don't know anymore."

"Do you feel better? I-I mean do you feel more n-normal now that you don't have any drugs in your system?" Kurt looked down. Blaine squeezed his hand tightly.

"I kind of feel empty and alone. I think, no, I know I was hearing things when I took you."

"And you don't anymore?"

"No. But now I feel kind of empty. I feel like it's quiet now." Sebastian didn't know how to feel yet. He wasn't sure if he was happy or sad. "I'm sorry for everything I did to you."

"I can't accept that apology yet. I'm sorry. Maybe someday I'll be able to, but right now, I can't." Sebastian just nodded and looked off into space. "I-I hope they can help you get better here. It's supposed to be a good place."

"It is very nice. I'm lucky. This place is calm and the nurses are kind of nice. I keep wondering how I got into this place."

"I had something to do with that. I think that somewhere deep down inside, you're a good person. I hope you are at least. I hope that with the right treatment that you will eventually get out of here and be allowed to live your life."

Sebastian bowed his head. "Thanks." There was no crying. Sebastian didn't really know how he would feel. Would he ever feel like himself?

"Sebastian, you need to give it time. This is a good place. See if you can find the real you underneath the messed up outer layers."

"Do you think I'll ever see you again?" Sebastian didn't know why he asked that.

"Probably not. For me, you took away something innocent and until I can see it fit to forgive you, you won't see me. I've asked for updates on you, so that I can see how you're progressing. Forgiveness, well, I don't know about that part. My dad thinks I was crazy asking for such a nice place for you, but I hate to think that you weren't good before all this stuff. I don't know. I know I should hate you and I should want you dead, but I really think you just need fixing. This is a safe place for you and for me to know that you're here."

"Thank you Kurt." Sebastian looked around and made quick eye contact with Blaine. "Thank you Blaine."

Blaine was still bitter. "I would say you're welcome, but that would be lying." He turned to Kurt. "Can I have a minute to talk to Sebastian alone?" Blaine had words he'd been dying to say, but because of the injuries and how it all happened, he never got the chance.

"Blaine, try to be understanding," Kurt encouraged but still walked away to give Blaine his privacy with Sebastian.

"For what it's worth, I am sorry." Sebastian knew Blaine was going to be more difficult.

"I think I'm in the same place as Kurt right now. Maybe in the future when you sort your head out, I can think about forgiving you, but honestly, I think still you're a sick, heartless bastard. What you did is unforgiveable, but that guy over there is too nice to even accept that you just might just be a bad guy."

"I want to try to be a good guy, but maybe I was just meant to be who I am, or was." Sebastian shook his head. "I don't know. I don't know who I am. Do you know how hard that is? To not know who you are anymore?"

"No, I don't. I also didn't kidnap anyone, attempt to rape someone more than once or shoot someone. I don't know you Sebastian. What I do know is that you are dangerous. I won't be as nice as Kurt. You'll have to earn any trust with me if you ever see us again."

"Why can't you give me a break? I really am trying."

"It's not that easy. When you deserve a break, I'll give you one, but until then, this is what you'll get. You almost took away everything I cared about in the world. One night you almost changed everything. Kurt and I are going away together. I love him and he loves me. Wherever we go, we're doing it together." Blaine smiled as he glanced over at Kurt who looked really uncomfortable with how long Blaine was talking to Sebastian. "You almost took all of that away from me forever. I don't love lightly and I don't forgive lightly so you'll have to earn it if you want it someday."

"Okay." Sebastian had some harsh conversations with the people in the institution. Some hardened criminals, doctor and nurses were forcing him to own up to things. This was different because it came to someone that was indirectly impacted by his actions. "I can accept that." Sebastian was learning to accept responsibility for his actions. "I can still hope someday."

Blaine turned to walk away. "You can hope. Good-bye."

All of that was just about a year ago. In that year, Blaine and Kurt made it to graduation where they both graduated with honors from their respective schools. They found themselves still as much in love as the day that Sebastian took Kurt away and they found themselves here in this apartment near NYU that they lucked upon because the previous tenants were stuck in a lease but needed to leave. It was perfect. They made this their little home. It was their refuge to learn and grow together. School hadn't started out perfect, and the last year didn't fly by without heartache, fights and longing, but both had grown into men from the experience they lived through.

School was hard on both of them, but they walked to classes together, ate lunch together and built friendships with people, some the same and some not. They were still individuals that lived for what they both wanted. Kurt learned to give and take. He spent hours at a coffee shop that Blaine sang at playing the piano and acoustic guitar every Friday night. Blaine spent hours with Kurt at a little shop that sold used designer goods. Things seemed pretty perfect and they were.

Not long ago, they received an update that Sebastian was released after being fully rehabilitated. They knew he was still in Ohio, not permitted to leave the state as part of his agreement. It scared Kurt and brought back some nightmares. Blaine held him through many nights as he screamed, cried and panicked like he might die. It was those times that Blaine held most dear because it was one thing that Kurt would always need Blaine for. It seemed selfish, but Kurt needing him was important. Blaine knew he would always need Kurt and he wanted it to be a two-way street.

It was a cold November night that found Blaine gently cradling Kurt in his arms after he awoke drenched in his own sweat screaming for Blaine. "I love you Kurt. I'm here. I'll always be here for you." Blaine whispered as he held Kurt tightly after one of his nightmares. "You don't have to fight anymore, Kurt. It's okay."

Kurt cried into Blaine's chest clinging to his tee shirt. "I love you too, Blaine." The tears rolled down his cheeks into the fabric of Blaine's shirt. "I'm still glad I went to fight. I got you out of all the fighting."

"Not me, Baby. You don't have to fight Sebastian anymore. I'll always be there to fight him off."

"We're both fighters, Blaine. We'll fight this and every battle that comes our way. We'll fight together because we're worth it. You and I are worth every battle we are faced with. I know someday, this will all be a memory tucked in the back of our minds, but I assure you that the fight club will always be the best thing I ever did. It brought us together and this is how I see us forever."

Blaine looked down and caught Kurt's chin in his hand forcing him to look at him. "You're right. I think forever with you sounds like a good plan."

The End.