The younger man's eyes widened and his face was truly happy for the first time since Thad had attacked him.

"I love you so much,” he whispered weakly. The claiming had taken a lot out of him. Blaine grinned and sniffed softy, tears threatening to fall.

"I love you, too. I knew there was a reason why I was so hooked on you the first time I saw you on that auction. I just knew it."

"I was so, so angry when you bought me, like cattle. But... I'm so happy that you did,” Kurt breathed. "I... This is going to take time to get used to, but we have the rest of our lives."

"The rest of our lives," Blaine mirrored, happy with how it sounded on his tongue. "Go to sleep, sweetie. You look exhausted."

Kurt nodded weakly. "Do I have to be up at half seven? Are you going to work?"

"Actually, I am," Blaine said and bit his lip. "But I could ask Wes and Lucy to come over a bit earlier and you could hang out with them. Would that be okay?"

Kurt shook his head. "I don't know them... and Wes probably has to work himself anyway. Don't worry about it, I'm fine alone."

"Are you sure, Kurt?" Blaine asked. "I need you to be honest with me. That's a rule for both of us. Honesty, always."

"I... I don't want to be alone," Kurt admitted. "I'm scared Thad'll come back and everything hurts, but... I can do it. I don't want to cause any problems."

"That's alright," Blaine smiled. "I think Wes was coming over pretty early anyway. Let me call him, okay? You'll like him, he's really great!" Kurt nodded, clearly a little scared about the idea.

"Trust me," said Blaine. "I'll call him when you've fallen asleep. You need to rest."
"Okay," Kurt whispered, curling into Blaine's chest, letting his heartbeat lull him to sleep.

When Kurt was asleep, Blaine picked up his phone right from where he was. He called Wes while still holding Kurt tight.
"Wes? This is Blaine Anderson."

"Hello Blaine." Wes' voice was calm down the phone. "Is everything alright with Kurt? Do you need my help?"

"It's fine..." he sighed softly. "I need to work tomorrow though and Kurt doesn't want to be alone. When could you be here?"

"Do you really need to work?" Wes sighed. "He's extremely weak right now, and being close to his Dom would ground him... but I can be there at ten."

Blaine thought for a moment. "Could I go to work at ten when you come? I really need to get some things done."

"Of course, we'll be there. Is he sleeping? Did you manage to get him to eat something?" Wes sounded genuinely concerned.

"He ate one and a half bowl of soup and yeah, he's asleep. And well... I claimed him." Blaine smiled, looking down at Kurt. "Turns out... He's my true sub."

Wes let out a sigh of relief."I had hoped so..." he admitted. "It'll help him in his recovery."

"Is Lucy your true sub?" Blaine had to ask.

"No, she isn't." Wes admitted softly. "But we decided a long time ago that that didn't matter to us."

"That's good, man. You probably won't meet your true sub anyway. I can't believe I did... Well, thank you, Wes! Really, it means so much." Blaine stroked Kurt's hair the entire time.

"Don't worry about it,” Wes smiled. "But... Lucy's getting towards the end of her eighth month, so if he water breaks, I'm going to have to get her to the hospital. Are you close enough for me to call if that happens so that you can get back to be with Kurt?"

"Yeah, of course. I'll see you tomorrow!” They said goodbye and then hung up. Blaine carefully snuggled closer to Kurt, loving the way their bodies automatically fit together. He fell asleep like that, with Kurt as the only thing on his mind.

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Kurt awoke the next morning to find himself alone. Knowing that he probably shouldn't, he forced himself out of bed, almost crying out in pain, and limped slowly to the kitchen, blinking painfully at the bright light streaming in through the kitchen windows.
"Hey,” he whispered, his voice strained with the effort it was taking to stand. Just then, a key was put in the door and an Asian man stepped inside. After him followed a beautifully pale girl with long, flowing hair.

"You must be Kurt," she said carefully.
"Kurt!" Wes ran up to him and supported him. "You're not supposed to be out of bed!"

Kurt hesitated, looking up to the man. "Wes? I'm... I'm o-okay... I need to make breakfast... I woke up late..."

"We'll make breakfast for you. The clock is almost ten. Blaine went to work two hours ago. It's alright, I've got you," he said as Kurt's knees shook a little.

Kurt bit his lip, but he nodded. "Do I have to go back to bed?"
"Yes," Lucy whispered kindly. She was beautiful with huge green eyes and a massive baby bump. "You want to heal, right?"
"Uh huh..." Kurt nodded again, weakly.

"Come here, you." Wes lifted Kurt up just like Blaine usually did and carried him to their room.
"Lucy, keep Kurt company, would you?” he asked once Kurt was in bed again. “I'll go make some breakfast for him." Lucy nodded, stroking her hand through Kurt's hair.

"Poor little thing..." she hummed soothingly. "Wes told me about what happened to you, I hope that's okay?"
Kurt nodded, he still had a fever. "You're pregnant..." he mumbled stupidly.
"I am," Lucy laughed lightly. "It's a little girl, I think we're going to call her Rosemary Juliet Montgomery."
"Big name for a tiny baby..."
Laughing again, Lucy nodded. "That's what I said, she'll be Rosie."

Wes came back a few minutes later with a tray. He had made porridge for Kurt.
"Breakfast for a hero," he smiled. "Do you think you can sit up?"

Kurt shook his head. "It hurts too much..."
"Oh!" Lucy smiled. "I can help with that!" With some difficulty, she bent down and pulled something from her bag. It was a round pillow with a hole in the middle, like a donut. "It's a pregnancy pillow, I have it for after Rosie's born, it helps to sit while not putting any weight on... um... certain areas. You can borrow it."

Wes nodded enthusiastically. "That's great, Lucy!" He kissed her cheek quickly. "You're brilliant!" Lucy flushed with pleasure as she helped Kurt to sit on the pillow. He relaxed, flashing her a grateful look.
Kurt turned to Wes sheepishly. "I'm sorry... I'm not that hungry, Sir."

"You can call me Wes, Kurt," he smiled softly. "But you need to eat at least a little bit. You need energy to get better."

Nodding weakly, Kurt took the tray in his lap, but his hands were shaking too much to eat. Lucy helped him quietly and patiently. When he'd eaten around half the bowl, he pushed the tray away.

 "Thank you, Sir..." he whispered. "I mean... Wes."
Lucy traced her finger over the leaf on Kurt's wrist.

"It's beautiful,” she whispered to him gently. Wes knew that Lucy wanted them to be his true sub more than anything, so he placed a hand on her knee and smiled lovingly. She leant into his side, smiling as he moved the hand protectively to her stomach.
"I feel weaker now," Kurt admitted quietly. "When he was here, I felt stronger... Is that normal?"

"I told him that you would feel weaker. It's normal," Wes nodded. "He'll be here soon and he'll stay with you."
Suddenly, Blaine rushed into the room. "I got off early, I just had to fix a few things!"

Kurt felt a tiny bit of strength bleed into him and he sighed in relief.
Wes stood up and shook Blaine's hand. "I found him downstairs, looking like he was about to pass out... Do me a favor and order him to stay in bed for a couple of days?" 
Lucy bowed her head respectively to Blaine, he was a Dom, after all.

"Hello, Sir,” she smiled pleasantly.

Blaine didn't greet Lucy, he just looked worried. "Kurt! I told you to stay in bed. I mean, I didn't order you, but- ugh, fine. Kurt, you may not get up from bed without my permission for a few days." Blaine sat next to Kurt. "Are you okay? What the hell were you thinking with going downstairs?"

"I didn't know where you were," he said softly, looking at the covers. "I forgot you had work, I was going to make you breakfast..." Blaine sighed and kissed Kurt's cheek gently.

"It's okay, just- Don't do it again, okay?"

"Okay... You didn't say hello to Lucy,” he reminded Blaine softly.

"Oh! How rude of me!" Blaine reached out his hand. "I'm Blaine." Lucy quickly looked to Wes for permission and after a nod and a smile, she shook Blaine's hand, smiling.

"I'm Lucy, Sir. This is Rosie." She placed a hang on her stomach.

"Wow," Blaine whispered. "I'm really happy for both of you," he smiled. "And please, call me Blaine, it's totally okay."

"Thank you... Blaine," Lucy nodded with a smile. Blaine grinned and slid a protective arm around Kurt's waist, shuffling closer.

"Have you had a good day? Much pain?"

"Less since you've been back," Kurt admitted. Something shining around Lucy's neck caught his eyes and he reached out. "May I?" he asked softly. When she nodded, he touched the delicate, rounded, rose gold dog tags. The one at the front was engraved with Property of Wesley Montgomery, plus his address and the one behind it had a beautiful flower etched into its surface.

"They're gorgeous."
Lucy smiled. "Wes got me the rose gold pair once I got pregnant, I had some silver ones before."

"They are beautiful," Blaine smiled. "I should get something like that for you!" Blaine turned to Kurt. "Would you like that?"

Kurt nodded shyly. "I want to be marked as yours, but..." He threw a dark glare at the collar on the bedside table. "I hate that thing." Blaine felt a stab of pain in his chest for causing Kurt to feel that way.

"I'm so sorry, honey," he said and kissed his hair. "We'll get you something else."

"It's okay," Kurt whispered. "Really."
"Well," Wes laughed. "Since you're back, I'm going to take Lucy for a little walk. We'll be back for dinner tonight, I suggest we order in since neither Kurt or Lucy are really up for cooking."

"Yeah, that sounds good," Blaine nodded and smiled. "We'll see you later." When the couple was out the door, Blaine turned to Kurt again. "They weren't too bad, right?"

Kurt shook his head. "I liked them, especially Lucy..." He looked up into Blaine's eyes. "Do you see us having kids one day?"

"I do," said Blaine softly. "I've always wanted kids. But obviously, we'd have to find a surrogate or adopt... Which would you prefer?"

Kurt bit his lip. "I think I'd like to adopt. From the sub home. I don't want kids going through what they do in there. But I know it's tradition for rich families to have at least one Dominant heir..."

"It's not tradition for a Dom and sub to be in a relationship either, is it?" Blaine massaged Kurt's scalp gently. "Screw tradition."

"You wouldn't mind only having submissive children?" Kurt asked, his eyes wide. "You'd have to protect us all." 
Dominant children tended to be under their parents protection until they were twelve and then they became they're Dominant parent's equal and their submissive parent’s superior. A submissive child was protected by their Dominant parent until they went to a Dom of their own.

"I know," Blaine said. "But maybe... We could have one sub and one Dom? I would love to share our type of lifestyle to a new Dom as well, so they can do it in the future."

Kurt nodded. "Okay... And with our sub... We wouldn't let them go to an abusive owner, right? No matter how much money they offered?"

"Of course not, I'd never allow that. I'll make sure that their future is as bright as can be," he smiled softly and entwined his fingers with Kurt's. "Are you feeling better?"

Kurt nodded. "A little," he smiled tiredly. "Lucy leant me this pillow so I can sit up."

"That's great! She's a really sweet girl. I'm so glad she has Wes. I just-" Blaine sighed heavily. "I wish more people could see..."

"Yeah..." Kurt drooped a bit, a fire burning behind his eyes. "I hate that I have to get treated like less than an animal... I'm a human,” he spat.

"I know you are, Kurt. And I wish we could tell the rest of the world, but-" He sighed again. "It just doesn't work like that and I have no idea why."

Kurt nodded sadly. "It does in England,” he whispered. "And Australia." Things were different there, they'd introduced laws to protect subs.

Blaine pressed a kiss to Kurt's forehead. "Look at me," he said, not as a command, but as a request. Kurt met his eyes slowly.

"I am never, and I mean never going to let them hurt you again. No one will ever touch you." He cupped Kurt's cheek. "You changed me, Kurt, and I can never thank you enough for that. You're my heart and soul, not my slave." Relaxing under Blaine's touch, Kurt nodded.

"Thank you... for saving me,” he whispered.

"It’s nothing," Blaine smiled. "You saved me too."

At this point, Blaine had no idea that he had just made a promise that he wouldn’t be able to keep.