“Hi, are you here for the party?” Brittany asked as Cooper cautiously entered the castle. 

Cooper nodded his head. “Um, yeah, I am. What time does it start?”

She tilted her head. “At thirteen o'clock. We're going to have confetti.” She waved in the general direction of the grandfather clock that seemed to be following Cooper around.

Relief swamped his body. This wasn't over yet. Forcing his eyes away from the spinning hands was difficult, but it was physically painful to see how little time he had left. “Okay. Sure. Do you know where Blaine is?”

“Upstairs, fourth door on the left.” She jerked her thumb in the direction of the stairs. 

“Thanks,” Cooper said. “You're a doll.”

Brittany's face scrunched up. “I'm a goblin.”

He patted her on the shoulder. It felt rude to run off, but he had to save Blaine. 

Cooper ran up the carpeted stairs. He only focused on the step in front of him and nothing else. He ignored it when the room seemed upside down and sideways. 

At last he reached the top. He hurried down the hallway on the balls of his feet, staying as silent as possible. Cooper counted the doors as he ran, stopping at door number four. He twisted the knob and pushed the door slowly open. 

An enormous, ornate bed sat on a dais like an altar, Blaine lay spread out on it, arms and legs tied to the posts, a clear ball in his mouth. Cooper guessed he was naked, the satin sheet barely preserving his modesty. He wanted to kick himself for making that stupid wish and putting Blaine through this. 

His brother looked terrible. Dark splotches were scattered across his body and there was some sort of drying lotion smudged on the skin of his chest. Cooper moved forward. He didn't care who that goblin thought he was, no one put bruises on his baby brother and got away with it. He was going to punch that asshole in the teeth if it was the last thing he ever did.

Cooper shook his shoulder. “Blaine wake up, we have to get out of here.”

Blinking his eyes a few times, Blaine looked at Cooper like he didn't know who he was. His eyes went wide and he started trying to say something, but the gag prevented any intelligible speech. Cooper pulled the ball out.

“What are you doing here?” Blaine hissed. 

Cooper frowned. The overjoyed reaction he'd expected for rescuing his brother wasn't playing out quite the way he'd envisioned. “I'm rescuing you.” He fiddled the restraints on Blaine's nearest wrist. Cooper wasn't good with knots, but he wouldn't give up.

“Jesus Christ, Coop. Do I look like I need to be rescued?” A pink blush spread across Blaine's cheeks.

“Yes,” Cooper said. “Your tied to a bed naked and covered in bruises. And what the hell is this lotion stuff?”

Blaine closed his eyes. “It's come, you moron. Mostly Kurt's, but some of it's probably mine. We got it everywhere.” Blaine cracked his eyes open.

“What?!” Cooper shrieked.  “What did he *do* to you?”

“Nothing I didn't ask him to.”

“You have Stockholm syndrome.” Cooper said. “You have no idea what you are saying.”

“No,” Blaine said, “I have ‘I love being fucked by Kurt's ginormous dick syndrome.' I'm pretty sure the only treatment for it is more sex with Kurt, which will be infinitely more enjoyable if you leave us to it.”

Cooper nearly choked. “You can't be serious.”

“I am,” Blaine insisted. “I'm fine. In fact, I'm better than fine.”

“No your not,” Cooper yelled at the same time Blaine shouted, “Go away.”

A loud crash and both brothers turned towards the entrance. 

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Kurt stood in the doorway, the tray of food at his feet where it had slipped from his fingers and scattered fruit across the floor. The clock showed Cooper had gotten to Blaine with plenty of time to spare. He'd been so caught up in Blaine he'd forgotten Cooper might actually get to Blaine before the deadline. Kurt kept blinking at the clock, trying to clear his vision and make it say that time was up and Blaine could stay.

“I beat you,” Cooper shouted, pointing at Kurt. “Untie Blaine and let him go.”

Everything around Kurt went dull and muted. The roaring in his ears made Blaine's voice sound like it was underwater. He could hardly understand Blaine saying, “Don't make me leave, Kurt.”

Kurt didn't look at Blaine. He couldn't. His heart broke when he realized he'd lost Blaine and he wanted to curl up in a fetal position on the bed where they'd made love. Kurt would stay there until he waisted away. He untied Blaine's ankles and then his wrists. 

Blaine launched at Kurt, wrapping around him like an octopus, crying, “Don't make me leave, I'll never forgive you.” Tears fell on Kurt's neck and he died a little inside. He wondered dully how long it would take for the outside to catch up after Cooper took Blaine away.

He could deny his love nothing. Kurt held Blaine, stroking his back, and his tears landed in the dark curly hair. 

“This is bullshit,” Cooper yelled. “You promised to free him if I solved the maze.”

Blaine startled in Kurt's arms. The hint of a smile played at the corners of Blaine's lips. “Set me free, Kurt, and I'll just stay.”

A tiny spurt of hope blossomed in Kurt's heart. 

“No,” Cooper said, “I won Blaine back and he's leaving with me.”

The tiny hope withered and died.

“Okay, fine,” Blaine snarled. “You want to play it that way, Cooper. Take me home. I'll find someone else to wish me here. I'll be back in a week tops.”

“You can't do that,” Cooper said. “Tell him he can't do that.”

“I promised Blaine I wouldn't do anything he didn't want me to.”

Cooper ran his fingers through his hair and tugged making it stand up in disarray. If the situation weren't so desperate, Kurt would laugh at how hours in the maze hadn't mussed the actor's hair but his little brother got him out of sorts in minutes.

“None of your friends will wish you away,” Cooper said.

“Sebastian will.” Blaine smiled confidently.

“That asshole you keep complaining about who just wants in your pants?”

“Yep. If I promise him a blow job he'd be thrilled to act out a role playing scenario with me. I bet I can even get him to dress up and everything. I suck cock like a champ now. Ask Kurt.” 

“He does,” Kurt said. He didn't like the direction of this conversation, but he trusted Blaine. 

Cooper blanched. “Why would he wish you away if you're blowing him?”

“Oh, he'll wish me anywhere I want if I stop right before he comes.”

Eyes wide, Cooper said, "Hes made you evil."

“You aint seen nothing yet. Do you want to hear about me sucking Kurt's dick? I can tell you all about how I said he could tie me to the bed and I blew him before he gagged me and fucked me.” Blaine paused. "Actually, I technically fucked him, but he did most of the work..."

The clock chimed, the sound echoing in the room followed by the boom of a confetti cannon. It was official, Cooper had won.

Kurt would have to send Blaine home with his brother. 

“Blaine! You know what? Stay here forever. See if I care. I solved your stupid maze,” he shouted, pointing at Kurt. “Send me home this instant.” 

A smile spread across Kurt's face. Cooper may not realize it, but hed just relinquished his claim to Blaine. 

“Gladly.” Kurt waved his hand and Cooper disappeared. 

——— Two Weeks Later ———

Cooper sat in his bedroom, going over the script, and scowling. “Goddamn fucking goblin bastards who don't know how the story's supposed to end,” he muttered. 

“Hey,” Blaine said, leaning against the door frame, the picture of casual elegance. “That's not very nice.”

“Blaine,” Cooper shouted. He jumped up and threw himself at his brother wrapping his arms around Blaine. “I knew you'd come to your senses and come back.”

“Um, about that..." Blaine started.

“If he'd come to his senses,” Kurt said icily, “we wouldn't be here. Visiting.” He still couldnt believe Blaine missed his brother after he'd been wished away. Blaine replied that Cooper had brought them together and therefore deserved to have him as an occasional guest. Kurt would almost rather bathe in the bog of eternal stench than do anything to make Cooper happy. Except, he would do anything in his power to make Blaine happy. And for some unknown reason, seeing Cooper made him happy. 

“I want to visit for a while and Kurt'll come get me in a few hours.”

“Does he have to?” Cooper whined. 

“Yes, I do,” Kurt said. “I will always come for him. If you try to do anything to stop me, I will rain misery down on you like you-“

“Kurt!” Blaine interrupted. “Remember what I promised?”

“Yes. You promised to let me tie you up and do anything I wanted for two hours.”

Blaine raised his eyebrows. “If…”

“If I'm nice to Cooper,” Kurt said through gritted teeth. 

Blaine placed a hand over Kurt's and squeezed. “This is important to me,” he said softly.

Kurt let go of Blaine to give Cooper a hug and hiss in his ear, “Try and keep me from Blaine and I will hunt you to the ends of the earth.”

“You hurt Blaine,” Cooper whispered, “and you being in some alternate dimension or magical world won't save your sorry ass.”

They patted each other on the back harder than necessary. Blaine smirked as they pulled apart. “So nice to see that you two can get along.”

“I'll miss you, baby.” Kurt grabbed Blaine, pulling him into a kiss. He pushed his tongue in the boy's mouth, making him moan. Kurt opened his eyes in time to catch Cooper's horrified expression. He smiled. Be nice, Kurt reminded himself over and over. He imagined fucking Blaine in the sauna, wrists bound together, their bodies slick with sweat.

Blaine leaned back. “Kurt,” he said, a warning tone to his voice.

“Fine,” Kurt huffed, and let go.

Cooper laughed. “For a goblin king, you're fucking whipped.”

“Not really.” He turned to Cooper. “Your brother and I haven't played with whips. Although, I do have a leather riding crop and a suede cat-o-nine tails.” Cooper's face went red and Blaine's eyes dilated. Kurt smiled and said, “I'll bring one with me when I come to get you, baby,” before vanishing back to the castle.

The End! 

I hope I did Labyrinth and Glee justice with the fill. They didn't quite have sex all over the castle, but Kurt and especially Blaine needed a nap. Thank you OP for the lovely prompt and a huge thank you to everyone who left comments.

Original Prompt

Labyrinth inspired prompt.

Kurt is Jareth the goblin king, Cooper is Sarah, and 16 year old Blaine as Toby 

Cooper wishes Blaine would get taken by the goblins - I don't care why. Suddenly 16 year old virginal Blaine finds himself getting seduced in the goblin castle by smoking hot Kurt in his insanely tight pants that show off his prominent bulge. Cue Cooper navigating the labyrinth to save his brother not realizing that Blaine and Kurt are having sex all over the castle in every position they can manage. Cooper charges in to the rescue only to find Blaine in a fucked out haze and wanting to stay. 

Want:

Mostly top!Kurt. If he bottoms, he's a power bottom and clearly in charge.

Kurt focusing on Blaines pleasure so he'll stay.

Blaine getting covered in hickies and marks and loving every second of it.

Do not want:

Daddy kink or Blaine to be younger than 16.

Boypussy or unusual anatomy.

Non-con. Blaine can be hesitant, but he gets into it. 

BDSM or D/s. Light bondage is fine.

Scat/vore/water sports 

Bonus points:

- Glee characters being the goblins, especially would like Brittany.- When Cooper gets there, Blaine is tied to a bed coved in hickies and bruises from vigorous sex, and he yells at Cooper for trying to rescuing him when hes clearly fine.