Blood…
Blood is everything to a vampire. Taking the blood of a human gives sustenance. Sharing blood between sire and progeny reinforces the unbreakable bond that can't be described in human terms. Giving a human lover blood during sex can enhance the erotic experience but sharing blood with another vampire is an intimacy that isn't possible with humans. Feelings, thoughts, emotions — the very core of a vampire's being is shared when he allows another vampire to drink his blood.

-Blood and Sex-

“For the sectionals competition,” David announced, “the Warblers will open with ‘Hey Soul Sister’ by Train featuring Blaine, of course. We’ll follow that up with this season’s crowd pleaser, Katy Perry’s ‘Teenage Age Dream,'" he concluded.

“Also with our own dreamy Blaine Anderson in the lead,” interjected Thad grinning at Blaine.

“Of course, that goes without saying,” Wes concurred.

“I think Blaine’s version is even better than the original,” Thad mused.

Everyone knew of Thad’s crush on Blaine. He’d been enamored with the younger vampire from the moment he’d first heard him sing in 1927. The Warblers had been on an epic hunting trip when they’d come across Blaine. The lone vampire broke into an impromptu performance of “Lucky Lindy” and instantly charmed the group into joining in. Having already feasted on seven humans under cover of a fortunate monoplane accident by then, they completely forgot their foraging and invited Blaine to join their vampire choir.

 “I’m so tired of that song!” Blaine complained.

“What do you mean?” asked a puzzled Wes. “How can you be tired of it? We’ve only been singing it this semester.”

“I’ve sung it at every single invitational and showcase that we’ve done! I want to sing something new.”

“It’s too late to learn something by the next invitational!” objected David.

“I know, I know,” admitted Blaine. “But for Sectionals, could I suggest something else?” Blaine didn’t wait for permission he broke out into song.

At first we started out real cool
Taking me places I ain’t never been
But now you’re getting comfortable
Ain’t doin’ those things you did no more
Your’e slowly makin’ me pay for things
Your money should be handling

Blaine was in full performance mode as he sang, dancing around each Warbler in turn. He jumped up on the couch with the beginning of the next verse stepping lightly along behind the Warblers sitting there.

And now you ask to use my car, car
Drive it all day and don’t fill up the tank
And you have the audacity to even come and step to me
Ask to hold some money from me
Until you get your check next week.

With that line, Blaine leapt to the desk in front of the council with his back to the rest of the Warblers, giving them a view of his ass as he continued in his sassiest mode yet. He twirled along the desk as he sang, pausing to sing the raciest part to Thad personally.

You trifflin’, good for nothing type of brother
Silly me, why haven’t I found another, a baller
When times get hard I need someone to help me out, instead of
A scrub like you who don’t know what a man’s about

Blaine jumped down and threw his hands in the air, “What do you think?”  He knew what they were thinking. He could smell the lust and he was pretty sure that was drool on the corner of Thad’s mouth. Blaine smiled innocently. He knew exactly why he’d been the lead singer of the Warblers for more than eighty years. He had sex appeal in spades and he wasn’t afraid to use it.

“Of course, you’ll need to arrange it for an accapella boy’s choir,” he continued to Thad, “but you get the gist.”

The council agreed, of course, and they were to start choreographing the new dance routine the next day. After the meeting, Nick approached Blaine with his young progeny, Jeff in tow. Nick was young by vampire standards and surprisingly mature for his age.

“That was an amazing performance, Blaine. Jeff and I really liked it,” commented Nick.

“Thanks.”

“I was wondering if you be interested in giving us a private performance?” Nick suggested.

“Really? What do you want to hear? We’ll be doing “Bills, Bills, Bills” until we’re all sick of it, I’m sure.”

“Uh,” Nick paused awkwardly. Jeff was too impatient and direct to wait for his sire to subtly proposition the sexy vampire in front of them. He made an exasperated sound and strode directly to Blaine. He took the much smaller boy in his arms and kissed him soundly, his tongue invading Blaine’s mouth insistently, as his hands made their way down to Blaine’s firm ass, giving each cheek a squeeze to emphasize his already not so subtle message. Just in case he wasn't being crystal clear, he growled, “I want to fuck you,” in Blaine’s ear before letting him go.

“Oh, that kind of private performance. Both of you?” he asked looking at Nick quizzically.

“If you’re up for that,” he answered snagging Jeff’s hand in his possessively to make it clear the offer didn’t extend to any solo adventures with Jeff.

Blaine took in the sight of the very sexy boys in front of him and counted himself lucky indeed. Individually, they were hot, as a team…he was glad to be a vampire for once. This sort of adventure wouldn’t have been possible when he was human.

“Yeah, I’m completely on board. I’m flattered and I’d love to. When?”

Jeff grinned, grabbed his hand, and started pulling him toward their room. Nick laughed.

“Jeff seems to be a little eager to get started. What else is new? Unless you have other plans?”

“I’m yours for the night,” Blaine promised.  As a human, Blaine had been a homosexual in a time and when such a thing was deemed a perversion of the highest order reserved only for heathens and the most base sinners. Ironically, as a vampire he was free to be gay but also free of the constraint of sexual orientation. The transformation had erased such inclinations. Vampires regularly engaged in sexual activities with both genders regardless of their preferences as a human. Sex was sex and to be so hung up on the plumbing of it all seemed quaintly human.

The three vampires quickly made it to Nick and Jeff’s shared quarters in Warblers’ opulent wing of the Dalton dormitories. If the other students of Dalton Academy were suspicious of the privilege and strange behavior of the vampire choir, they knew better than to express such concerns publicly.

“Do you remember being human yet, Jeff?” he asked the young vampire as he eagerly stripped Blaine of his shirt and pants.

“Silly,” he snorted. “I’m a vampire. I eat humans.”

“Baby, you were human once,” Nick corrected as he ran his hands along Jeff’s perfect back. “He never believes me, Blaine.”

“He’ll remember eventually. The longer it takes, the better, I think. It’s better not to remember,” Blaine commented as he shed his boxers and climbed into their king sized bed.

“I’m lucky if he remembers last weekend!” Nick teased. “He’s very much in the now as you can see. Do you remember last weekend, sweet thing?” he asked ruffling Jeff’s blond mop of hair.

“Course! Hunting, yum,” Jeff exclaimed with a grin.

“Thanks for that, Blaine. That gang war idea was just sheer genius.”

“Sure, um, I wasn’t the only one to think of it,” Blaine answered trying to push away the guilt. Vampires weren’t supposed to feel guilty and it was embarrassing at times. Theoretically, they were only killing very bad people but he knew better than to expect the Warblers to do more than be careful about their own discovery. Guilt or innocence wasn’t an issue - just who would be missed and investigated. Blaine tried to avoid killing when he could because the resulting soul crushing remorse was too much to handle. As far as he knew he was unique among vampires in that regard.

“Too much talking,” pouted Jeff as he pulled his naked lover into bed beside Blaine. Blaine, too, was eager to put aside talking for more primal pursuits. It had been far too long since he been intimate with anyone and he craved touch. He rarely took lovers either vampire or human and usually only briefly or purely physical one time trysts.

After mere minutes of kissing and exploration, Blaine was on his hands and knees as Jeff slid a slicked finger into his ass. Nick stood beside the bed with lube in one hand and condoms in the other watching with rapt fascination.

“Oh my god, Jeff, stop treating my like a human! Just get your dick in my ass and make me feel it,” Blaine begged.

“Sassy thing, aren’t you,” Nick teased playfully as he handed Jeff one of the condoms and the lube. Jeff was more than willing to comply with Blaine’s demand. He made short work of putting on the condom and covering it with a generous amount of lube before lining his cock up with Blaine’s needy hole. Blaine moaned in anticipation and Jeff pushed in balls deep all in one motion.

“Yes!” Blaine hissed in response. “Oh fuck yes!” he cried with each stroke. At first, Nick just took in the  sight of Jeff pounding into Blaine’s ass with a punishing pace, admiring the way Blaine just took it and was driven forward with each stroke then how he pushed back as Jeff tried to pull out for the next one.

“You want more?” Nick asked stroking his own erection.

“Yes,” Blaine stuttered out. “Yes, in my mouth. Take my mouth please.”

Nick rolled the other condom onto his cock and thrust into Blaine’s wet willing mouth. Each stroke from Jeff pushed Blaine nose deep into Nick’s thatch of hair as his cock went down Blaine’s throat. It would have been precarious for a human but with no need to breathe and no gag reflex, Blaine enjoyed being completely filled from both ends.

Blaine pulled off of Nick momentarily to reach up and grab his hips. The change in angle as Jeff was forced to change his rhythm to thrust up into Blaine was delicious. Blaine slid down on to Nick’s cock again with gusto. The new position meant that he could actively suck and lick instead of just take Nick’s thrusts. He looked up at Nick and reveled in the way his attentions were affecting the boy. He ignored the annoying feel and taste of the condom and focused on just the pleasure of Jeff’s hands griping on his hips, and the forceful upward thrusts of his cock hitting him so perfectly.

“Oh god, baby, watching you fuck him like that…sooo hot,” Nick moaned. He leaned in forcing his cock down Blaine’s throat as he kissed his lover. “Jeff, I love you so much. Does it feel good? Tell me. Do you like fucking him? Oh god his mouth is so wet and talented.”

Blaine tried to focus only on the pleasure…the carnal sensations flooding his body but the affection between the young lovers was too much. He couldn’t help but think about how long it had been since he’d felt anything like affection. He’d lost his sire when he was barely aware of himself and his progeny…he could feel her so close but he wasn’t allowed to go to her. No matter how normal the process might be it still hurt. He was so lonely and the presence of these two hot vampires was supposed to help not hurt. But hurt it did.

Blaine wasn’t sure how much time had passed when Nick pulled him up into his arms.

“Blaine, where’d you go? Stay with us, OK? I thought you wanted this…do you want us to stop?” The concern on his face was clear.

“Don’t stop,” Blaine begged. “I want this. I want you. Both of you,” he emphasized looking back at a puzzled Jeff who sitting on his haunches. It was too late to fake it through the situation, he felt the wetness as a single blood tear ran down his face. Fuck, why couldn’t he be like other vampires? Why was he so plagued by melancholy and stupid feelings? He knew why but he didn’t want to think about that.

“May I?” Nick asked gently touching Blaine’s face next to the tear.

“You don't have to,” Blaine replied hoarsely. “I’m fine with just sex.”

“I want to,” Nick answered as he leaned in licked the tears from Blaine’s face. He paused briefly to savor the complex taste of Blaine's blood. There were so many mysterious layers and emotions that he couldn't identify or understand but he recognized sadness and loneliness. “No one should feel like that. Let us take care of you Blaine. Just let us.”

Jeff pulled Blaine down beside him on the bed and kissed him tenderly. Nick positioned himself behind Blaine and the boys engulfed him in their tight embrace. Jeff began to rut against Blaine, their bare cocks rubbing against each other causing a heat to pool in Blaine’s belly. He hadn’t noticed when, but the boys had discarded the condoms. Nick lifted Blaine’s leg and smoothly entered him from behind.

Hands and lips were all over him as the two boys lavished him with their attention. With Jeff rutting relentlessly from the front and Nick filling him from behind, Blaine wanted to move with the passion but he couldn’t because of how tightly they held him. He was completely pinned and he had to just let go and take it. He gave over all control of his body as his desire approached nearly unbearable need. He threw his head back against Nick’s shoulder and the boy nipped at his bared neck with his sharp teeth and lapped at the blood quickly.

Jeff's lips replaced Nick's on his neck and when the tiny wounds healed, Jeff ripped into Blaine's tender flesh causing him to shutter with excitement. The young vampire was so enthusiastic; if he lacked finesse, it was more than compensated for in  passion.

Jeff moved away from Blaine's neck and looked into the older vampire's eyes suddenly serious. He ran his thumb along Blaine's jaw as he said, "Don't be sad. You're so sexy, so delicious. Let me show you." With that he ripped into his own index finger and held the gushing blood to Blaine's lips. Blaine eagerly took the offered gift into his mouth and sucked.

As Jeff's fiery blood entered his veins, he was overwhelmed with the excitement. If sharing blood with Brittany was like walking on the beach listening to the soothing waves as a fresh cool breeze washed over him, with Jeff it was like riding an uncontrollable galloping wild stallion in a thunderstorm…off a cliff. With Brittany it had been like curling up with a soft purring kitten by a cozy fire; with Jeff it was more like being mauled by an exuberant slobbery wolfhound intent on humping his leg. The young vampire had a lust for life only possible in the very young. A fierce desire to experience everything; a hunger for sex, blood, and every hedonistic pleasure the world had to offer. Despair and self pity weren’t just alien concepts to the boy, they were impossible in the world as he saw it. His enthusiasm flowed through Blaine’s veins like a searing infection, bubbling out of his mouth as near hysterical laughter.

Nick covered Blaine's lips, tongue seeking the taste of his lover's blood in his mouth, pulling Jeff against Blaine's front as he pressed tightly against his back. Nick gripped Blaine even tighter as he came with a wordless groan and a forceful final thrust. As his blood pumped into Blaine, he lost all sense of himself. They were one being in three bodies and Blaine couldn’t tell where his orgasm stopped and Jeff’s began as the two of them spilled blood on their stomachs. Jeff was kissing him or was he kissing Nick or were they both kissing him? Blaine was filled with love and euphoria as the blood bond allowed him to feel what Nick and Jeff were experiencing.

Blaine opened his eyes and saw the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. Blond hair, perfect features, with an adorable pug nose, and a generous smile.

“Jeff, “ he whispered with wonder. “Oh Jeff, I love you so much. How am I so lucky? You’re so perfect. Your lips are made for kissing, aren’t they?” Blaine kissed Jeff deeply losing himself to the boy until he felt Nick stroking his back and murmuring something. Blaine managed to wiggle himself free enough to turn and…oh god how had he not realized before. Nick. With his dark hair and hazel eyes…Nick was, there were no words for Nick. He was a god, he was the world, he was everything.

“Shh, it’s OK, I’ve got you, baby. Blaine. You are so beautiful. So perfect. I love you,” Nick said tenderly. Nick continued to kiss Blaine tenderly as Jeff began rubbing an insistent hardness against Blaine's ass. He quickly entered the small vampire and started fucking him with slow steady almost lazy strokes. 

The first urgency gone, hands, lips, tongues explored without regard to which body they were touching and which body they belonged to.  Blaine couldn't tell if he was being fucked or fucking; he was beyond caring. They reveled in each other, the three of them, marveling at the feelings they could evoke, the beauty of contact, until the blood bond began to fade. Blaine was still warm and fuzzily happy but he didn’t feel so completely connected to Nick and Jeff as the effects of their blood slowly wore off. He could still feel the affection and attraction but it was less intense.

Blaine reached out and touched Nick’s face, whispering, “Thank you. Thank you so much for this.” The feeling of being utterly in love with both Jeff and Nick was gone but the affection that was left behind was real. The love, even borrowed, was a gift.

“Oh, Blaine, friends take care of each other. No one should be so sad and lonely. If I’d only known, I would have suggested this earlier. No need to thank me. We enjoyed it too. So much. You’re always welcome in our bed. Right, baby?” Nick asked looking at Jeff.

Jeff squeezed Blaine tight and nuzzled his neck, “Sexy.” 

Blaine appreciated the offer however unrealistic. There was no doubt of Nick’s sincerity but Blaine knew that the couple was far too close and in love for Blaine’s presence to be welcome on a regular basis. There was just no room for him and he’d quickly wear out his welcome. But for tonight, he planned to bask in their affection as long as he could.

“Can I sleep here?”

“Of course, silly. No way we are letting you leave anytime soon,” Nick assured him.

“Your sheets are going to be a mess. Maybe we should clean up.”

“Fuck the sheets. Cuddle now,” insisted Jeff to Nick’s delight.

“I should have warned you. He was a cuddle whore as a human and now he’s a cuddle monster.”

Blaine fell into a deep and dreamless sleep for the first time in longer than he could remember. Maybe it was Nick and Jeff’s blood or maybe is was the simple affection and closeness of having sex and being held but whatever the reason Blaine was grateful. He didn’t dream of that night…