Blaine was kneeling on a bed, hovering over Kurt, who was completely nude. Blaine raked his eyes up and down Kurt's body, trying to take in every detail. In his dreams Kurt was flawless. Every bit of him was absoultely stunning. His pale skin was covered in a sheen of sweat, his chest raising and falling slowly. The hair that was normally so perfect was spread around his head like a halo. His cock, which Blaine had to imagine all on his own as he had never seen it, was long and elegant, just like Kurt. Kurt was hard which caused his cock to flush a delicate shade of pink. A blush lit up the small boy's chest when Blaine mumbled the word that summed up exactly what he thought of Kurt. "Beautiful..."

Dream Kurt reached up and cupped Blaine's face, staring deeply into his eyes with such love that Blaine was sure his heart was going to explode from sheer happiness. "I'm ready, Blaine..." Kurt whispered with those lovely pink lips of his.

Blaine didn't need to ask Kurt what he was talking about. He already knew. This wasn't the first time he'd had a dream like this.

He pressed a soft, lingering kiss on Kurt's lips before gently spreading Kurt's legs to get better access. His gaze traveled down to the tiny pink hole that was now visible to him. He decided not to mention to Kurt that he thought his asshole was beautiful too. That probably wouldn't go over too well, even if this was just a dream. Kurt was always just like Kurt in his dreams. While he had thought about what it would be like to get down and dirty with his boyfriend, or what Kurt would look like in a pair of panties, in his dreams it was always like this. Gentle touches, soft kisses, love making. Because that is what Kurt would want and even in his dreams Blaine was the perfect gentlemen.

Lifting his hand, Blaine trailed his fingers down Kurt's cock, watching how the boy shivered beneath him. He continued to do this, fasinated, until Kurt let out a little whine. "Blaine, please..." He squirmed a bit for emphasis.

Blaine chuckled at Kurt's eagerness and removed his hand. He moved up Kurt's body till they were face to face. "I've got you, Kurt." he whispered. "I'm going to make you feel so good."He kissed Kurt again as he trailed his hand down Kurt's body. When he reached his destination he gently poked at his entrance, his hand already magically lubricated. He circled the hole a few times, still kissing Kurt to distract him, before slowly pushing it in.

Kurt gave a little gasp into Blaine's mouth. Blaine seperated their lips and looked at Kurt's face for signs of pain. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Kurt nodded slowly. "It just feels weird."

"It'll get better, I promise." Blaine used his remaining hand to slowly stroke Kurt's cock. While he did this, he pushed his finger all the way in and started moving it around. Kurt was so tight. He couldn't wait to feel this tight, warm heat on a different part of his body.

After about a minute Blaine pushed into another finger. Tears appeared in Kurt's eyes. Blaine kissed them away and started gently sicisssoring his fingers. He was looking for that spot that would make this pleasureable for Kurt. He knew he found it when Kurt arched off the bed, moaning. Blaine made sure to hit the spot everytime until Kurt was a withering mass of pleasure. Kurt looked so beautiful all deshelved like this. His eyes were dark blue from lust and his lips were red from kissing. Blaine had never seen anything so beautiful.

When he thought Kurt was ready he pushed in the third finger. Again there was pain for Kurt. He had never been strecthed like this before. Tears streamed down Kurt's face as Blaine moved his fingers. Blaine tried to distract him by kissing Kurt and stroking his cock. Blaine could still tell the pain was there. "It will feel better, Kurt, I promise."

Kurt gave a shaky nod. Blaine pulled his fingers out and put his face near Kurt's again. "You're so amazing. I love you so you sure you want to do this?"

Kurt smiled. "I love you too, Blaine. More than anything. There is no on I'd rather give my virginity to."

They shared a loving kiss before Blaine got in postion. He was ready and Kurt was ready. He was going to make love to his beautiful boyfriend who he loved so much it hurt. There was nothing that could ruin this moment.

Except for the fact that at that wonderful moment he was yanked off the bed and thrown to the floor. Confused and more than a little pissed, Blaine looked up and his heart shattered. Pinning Kurt forcibly to the bed where Blaine had been moments before was Sebastian Smythe. He smirked at Blaine while ignoring Kurt's struggles and cries. Blaine tried to get up and off the floor so he could help his boyfriend and kill Sebastian, but it was like he was stuck to the carpet.

Sebastian laughed and in one quick thrust buried himself deep inside Kurt. Kurt screamed out in pain, fighting to get out of Sebastian's grip. But he wasn't strong enough. Sebastian pounded into Kurt, not even giving him time to adjust to his considerable size. Tears poured from Kurt's eyes as he screamed.

"No!" Blaine yelled, struggling to get up. The anger was rolling off him in waves. The redness was threatening to take over his vision. Sebastian had just taken Kurt's virginity. The gift that Kurt and Blaine were going to give each other had been stolen by Sebastian. And the ass hole was hurting Kurt. But despite his attempts, Blaine remained glued to the floor, forced to listen to those horrible screams ripping from Kurt's throat. Tears filled Blaine's eyes. He couldn't stop this. Kurt was in so much agony and Blaine was powerless to stop it. "I'm so sorry, Kurt." He whispered, still fighting to get up.

Blood was staining the sheets beneath the two. Kurt was a virgin and Sebastian was being too rough. He was hurting sweet, delicate Kurt so horribly. Kurt had now fallen limp under Sebasiian, who was still laughing at Blaine, who had yet to give up. He had to get to Kurt. He had to pummel Sebastian into a coma and then wrap Kurt in his arms so he could tell him everything was going to be alright. But he couldn't do that because he couldn't freaking move. He couldn't save Kurt from this horrible act.

Sebastian gave one more deep thrust and came, filling Kurt up. Kurt whimpered as he pulled out. Looking straight at Blaine, Sebastian grabbed Kurt's hair and yanked it up. He forced his lips against Kurt's and kissed him roughly. He bit Kurt's swollen bottom lip so hard that it bled. When he was done he turned Kurt's face towards Blaine. The tears finally fell from Blaine's eyes. Kurt looked so...broken. His eyes which were normally so alight with life were dull and expressionless. Tear tracks stained his face and blood was dripping down the lower half of his face. "Blaine..." he whimpered, reaching out for him. Blaine reached out to and their hands were almost touching when Sebastian grabbed Kurt's hand and yanked it back. With a sneer he slammed back into Kurt again.
There was screaming. Blaine wasn't sure if it was coming from him or Kurt. Everything blended together and swirled and Blaine didn't know where he was anymore because all he could think about was Kurt being raped, being hurt so horribly. There was blood, so much blood, and tears. He couldn't stand it. He had to help Kurt, the boy he loved. He had to help him. But the floor...the floot wouldn't lossen its grip and he was stuck, but he couldnt be stuck, because Sebastian was hurting Kurt and Blaine needed to save him...but he couldn't...and the screams...so many screams...he couldn't handle it...he was panicking, struggling wildly to get free of the invisible bonds that seemed intent on holding him he was failing...he was failing so miserably...failing everyone...and the screams went on and on and on...

Blaine shot up from his bed, screaming. His eyes darted all around the room, his chest heaving, trying to figure out what had happened. Where was Kurt? Oh God, where was Kurt? He felt a soft body by his side and looked. Kurt was here. Kurt lifted himself groggily from the bed and wiped at his eyes. "What's wrong, Blaine? Did you have a night-omhp!" Before Kurt could finish his question Blaine hadd the small boy wrapped in his arms. He scanned the room warily, fully suspecting Sebastian to jump out at any second to take Kurt away from him.

When he realized it was just him and Kurt in the room, he turned to Kurt and checked him for injuries of any kind. There was no blood on his face and there was no blood on the sheets. It had been a nightmare. A nightmare, that's all. Kurt was fine.

Letting out a sigh of relief, Blaine collasped back on the bed, taking Kurt with him. He held his boyfriend close and refused to let go, despite Kurt's many protests and demands for explinations. He put little kisses all over Kurt's face to distract him. That dream had scared him to no end. To see Kurt so hurt and being unable to do anything about it was scary. It was his job to protect Kurt and that dream had prevented him from doing so.

After a few minutes of getting his heart beat under control and calming down, Blaine told Kurt it was a dream about Sebastian taking Kurt from him. He didn't mention the sex or anything. Kurt didn't need to know that.

"I'm right here, Blaine." said Kurt, softly stroking Blaine's hair. "I'm no going anywhere."

Blaine buried his face in Kurt's shoulder, holding him tightly while Kurt texted his dad and said that he would be staying at Blaine's that night. He made sure to mention that Blaine's mom was home, so there would be no funny business.

Kurt cuddled close to him and whispered comforting things in his ear. Blaine loosened his death grip on Kurt, satisfied that the boy was indeed real and that he wouldn't disappear. "It's okay, Blaine." Kurt soothed. He took Blaine's hand in his, his silm fingers slipping easily into Blaine's. "I'm going to stay here tonight. I'll be right here the whole time."

Blaine turned on his side to face Kurt. He still couldn't get that broken expression in the dream out of his mind. "I don't want him to take you from me."

Kurt shook his head. "He won't, Blaine. I love you. I'll always be with you."

"But I couldn't do anyting...I couldn't stop him..."

"I trust you, Blaine. I know you'll always be there for me."

Blaine looked away from Kurt. "You shouldn't..." he muttered, tears welling up in his eyes. He obviously wasn't good enough to protect Kurt. Sebastian would worm his way inbetween them and Blaine wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

Kurt closed his eyes and strengthed his resolve. He pushed Blaine so he was lying on his back and straddled him. Blaine looked up at Kurt curiously. "You want me to show you how much I trust you?"

Blaine nodded, wondering what Kurt would do.

Kurt took a deep breath and took the hem of his shirt in his hands. Staring right at Blaine, Kurt pulled the shirt over his head. Blaine's eyes went wide. Kurt had taken his shirt off. That was a big step in their relationship. Kurt trusted him enough to do this.

Kurt's chest was pale with two tiny pink nipples. His stomach was slim. He was gorgeous. Blaine didn't realize he was staring until Kurt crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked down, looking like he was about to cry. He must have taken Blaine's slience negatively.
Blaine reached out and took his hands. "Don't do that, Kurt. You don't need to hide. You're beautiful."

Kurt blushed and removed his arms from arounud his chest. Blaine paid more attention this time and noticed how brusies were scattered over Kurt's body. He reached out and touch an ugly yellow one, causing Kurt to flinch. "What happened?"

Blaine welcomed Kurt into his arms as he laid down. There were no words to describe the amazing feeling of Kurt's silk like skin on his. It was like he was in heaven.

"I've always bruised really easily, so when those neanderthals slam me into lockers this is what happens."

This made Blaine angry. How dare those jocks hurt Kurt like that? How dare the mar his beautiful skin? They were going to pay. Anybody who hurt Kurt was going to pay. Blaine fought to keep his cool. He rubbed Kurt's back soothingly to distract himself. "I'm sorry, Kurt."

Kurt sighed. "I've gotten used to it. Those idiots aren't going to stop anytime soon. I just have to be strong. I'm comforted by the knowledge that years from now you and I will be famous actors in New York while they will have their cozy jobs at Mcdonald's."

Blaine smiled. "True. But you shouldn't have to put up with that. Nobody should. It's not fair."

"The world isn't fair. But at least I have you."

"I know," Blaine said, kissing Kut's hair. "I'm pretty awesome."

Kurt laughed. "Indeed." Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and closed his eyes. They spent a good five mintues in silence until Blaine realized Kurt had fallen asleep. Blaine placed his hand on Kurt's back and saw how their skin tones contrasted so beautifully. Nothing could descride how happy he was that Kurt had taken the next step in their realationship. Kurt trusted him and that helped Blaine more than his boyfriend could ever now. When he was younger, nobody ever trusted him because of his anger. One instance he could remember was when it had been his turn to take the class hamster home over the weekend. He had been so excited, because he loved that hamster. It was his friend and he talked to it all the time. He wanted to talk it home so they could watch movies and eat carrot sticks together.

Friday came and he went up to the teacher, nearly shaking with his excitment. He held out his hands for the cage, but the teacher did not hand it over. Instead she told him to sit down so they could talk. She gave him a whole speech about how it would be better if Steven took the hamster home, because she didn't want Blaine to get mad and hurt the hamster.

Blaine had been so angry and devestated that he screamed at the teacher and knocked over all the stuff on her desk. He had grabbed the hamster cage and ran out of the room. They found him an hour later in the janitor's closet, the hamster held tightly against his chest. Thanks to his father he hadn't gotten in trouble. But he still didn't get to take the hamster home. His father brought him his own hamster, but it just wasn't the same. The new hamster was stupid.

But that didn't matter anymore. Because Kurt trusted him. The one person he cared about most in the world had that much faith in him. Perhaps to other people it wasn't that big of a deal. But Blaine knew that with sweet, innocent Kurt it was.

Blaine shuffled atound a bit, trying to fight off sleep. He was afraid he would have a bad dream again. Feeling that powerless had been so horrible. He never wanted to feel that way again.

But eventually the pull of sleep was too strong. His eyes fluttered closed and in seconds he was out, trying to dream of how he was going to kick Sebastian's ass.

...
Blaine was sleepingly happily when he felt a shove. He grumbled gibberish under his breath and hid himself under the covers. He was shoved again. He ignored it. Then instead he felt gentle, smooth fingertips trailing down his chest. He relaxed under the touch and slowly opened his eyes.

Kurt was sitting next to him, smiling. "I have to go, Blaine." he said. "I need to make it home in time to change my outfit and fix my hair. Besides, my dad will go bat shit crazy if I don't come home."

It took a minute, but eventually Kurt's words set in. "No..." Blaine grumbled, grabbing Kurt and pulling him back down. "Stay...I wanna cuddle with you forever."

"We have to go to school, Blaine."

"School is stupid..."

"School is important. I know you have money, but you will not be one of those rich kids who blow off school just because they can. Do that and I'll shove quarters up your nose until you have enough money to by a clue."

Blaine looked at Kurt with a pouty face. "But hugging you is better than school. Can't we just stay here all day?"

Kurt rolled his eyes, but then a devilish smirk over came his face. Blaine frowned. He didn't like that smirk.

Kurt leaned forward so that he face was inches from Blaine's. His hot breath hit Blaine's face, making his skin tingle. "I suppose we could stay." whispered Kurt, tangling his fingers in Blaine's chest hair. "We could lie on this bed...make out a bit...perhaps let our hands wander..." Blaine's nearly moaned as he imagined finally being able to grab Kurt's lovely butt in his hands. Kurt's lips were now mere centimeters from his own. Kurt's hand traveled a bit lower on Blaine's stomach. Blaine felt himself getting hard. Where had this Kurt come from? "And you want to know the best part?"

Blaine nodded hurridly, almost spraining his neck in the process.

"The very best part..." Kurt placed a slow kiss on Blaine's lips. "is that when can watch the Wizard of Oz."

Immediatly the mood was destoryed. Kurt rolled off of Blaine, laughing so hard his sides hurt. Blaine sulked.

Not many things scared Blaine Anderson. He was a pretty fearless kind of guy. But one of the ts that really freaked him out were the flying monkeys that the Wicked Witch had. He didn't know what caused it, but for as long as he could remember those monkeys had scared the crap out of him. And Kurt knew this. Everytime they watched that movie Blaine always asked if they could skip that part, but Kurt claimed it was important to the plot line. Blaine knew that wasn't the case. Kurt just really want to see him hide under the covers like a scared little baby.

Kurt finally stopped laughing and gave Blaine a kiss. "I'll see you at school. I have the most amazing outfit planned for today. I know you'll love it."

With that he got up, put his shirt back on, gave Blaine a little wave, and left.

Blaine rubbed his eyes, trying to dismiss that feeling of loneiness that always over took him when Kurt left. He had to concentrate. Sebastian was now at McKinley. He needed a plan. Stretching, Blaine slid out of bed and headed to were his mom kept her phone.

He had some people to call.