It took all night to get Blaine cleaned up and settled in bed. It was nearly 10 by the time Kurt was able to sneak away to clean up the forgotten dinner. As he walked into the kitchen he saw his phone lighting up on the table. He half-heartedly picked it up. There were a few texts from Tina and Rachel about work, which he ignored, but over 5 missed calls from Sam caught his attention. He quickly hit the voicemail button to listen to Sam's message.

Hey Kurt, this is Sam. I tried calling Blaine's phone but it must be off. I just wanted to make sure he was ok. He kinda ran out on me earlier and I'm just worried about him. Please call me back.

Kurt swore under his breath. Of course Sam was worried. He hit the redial button to call him back.

Sam picked up at the first ring.

"Kurt?"

"Hey Sam." Kurt greeted his voice tired.

"Is Blaine ok?" Sam asked.

Kurt shook his head. "No, he isn't."

"I figured he was pretty upset about the whole job thing." Sam said.

"It's not just the job thing. He got mugged on the way home. He is pretty beat up." Kurt answered.

"Shit, really? Is he going to be ok?" Sam asked, alarmed.

Kurt sighed; "I hope so, but Sam do you know why he was fired? I asked but I couldn't get much out of him."

There was a muffled grunt on the other end of the line. "Umm, I don't really know Kurt."

"Sam, please. Give me anything. Please I need to know so I can help Blaine." Kurt pleaded.

Sam let out a pained sigh; "I think it was preemptive."

"Preemptive?" Kurt questioned.

"I think they are firing all the teachers who are sub's. So they can find replacements. I heard that Artie's sub, Miranda got fired a few weeks ago." Sam answered.

"But Artie lives in Ohio, this is New York." Kurt said, dumbly.

"Yeah, I guess. I dunno Kurt, if I find out more info about it I'll let you know but right now that is all I got." Sam placated.

Kurt nodded. "Yeah, ok Sam. Thanks for the info, and thanks for calling. I'll have Blaine call you in a few days."

"No problem, and that would be great if Blaine could call. I'll talk to you later Kurt."

Kurt said his goodbye before turning his phone off. He quickly wrapped and put away the cold food before trodding upstairs to be with Blaine. It was going to be a long night, and an even longer tomorrow.

XXXXX

Days passed, and life moved on. Blaine eventually came out from underneath his depressive cloud but he was nowhere near the man he was before all this shit happened, and Kurt's heart broke every time he looked at Blaine and saw different pieces of his sub missing. Kurt had tried to get Blaine back together; he had pushed back the launch of his winter line in order to spend more time at home, he had booked spa days, and taken Blaine out to his favorite places for dinners and shows. But all the romantic gestures and time spent with his sub seemed to be darkened by the world around them. Everywhere the signs of the political unrest made Kurt's skin crawl. Sub's were no longer a common sight on the streets and if they were they were closely attached to their Dom's side. The absence of sub's was also seen in the restaurants and theaters Kurt loved to take Blaine to. Most employers were getting rid of their sub employee's before the large hand of the law came down upon them. Without the sub's working in their old jobs businesses were struggling to stay afloat. Soon the thought of leaving the house made both Kurt and Blaine retreat back into themselves. The New York they had fallen in love with was no longer out there and nobody was doing anything to stop it.

After a while the nights out became more depressing than helpful so Kurt started to make dinners at home. As long as Blaine was at home he seemed happier, he still had his moments where his silence would ache into Kurt's core but he was getting better.

Today was a good day, Blaine had woken up before Kurt and had breakfast on the table before Kurt even had his coffee.

"Thanks for making breakfast baby." Kurt hummed as he sat down at the table.

Blaine smiled softly. "You deserved it, Sir."

Kurt stopped mid-bite to look at Blaine. His blood tingled when he saw Blaine's submissive stance. His head was down, the thin leather collar was visible just above the collar of his old white t-shirt. Kurt felt his cock harden at the site. They hadn't played since Blaine was let go, and Kurt was feeling the toll of not having his sub to quell his sexual urges. He wasn't angry at Blaine, and he would never force his sub to have sex if he didn't want to. Because of this the only relief Kurt had gotten was his morning masturbations while in the shower. And those weren't cutting it.

Kurt shook himself out of his stupor and refocused on Blaine who stood still in the middle of the kitchen.

"Come here baby." Kurt said, his voice commanding and low.

Blaine took in a sharp breath before dropping to his knees and crawling over to Kurt's side.

Kurt' hummed in approval as he gently patted the side of his leg, silently instructing Blaine to lay his head in his lap. Blaine quickly obeyed.

Kurt all but ignored his sub throughout the rest of breakfast, only carding his hand through Blaine's loose curls a few time while munching on the toast and omelet Blaine prepared.

Kurt finally finished his meal and slowly stood up from the chair. He left the dishes on the table and casually walked back towards their bedroom.

Blaine stayed put. His legs were tingling from being in the kneeling position, it had been weeks since he had fully submitted to Kurt. And he felt awful for that, but now after weeks of just trying to live life his blood was aching with the need to be dominated. The need to be Kurt's.

"Baby." Kurt called from the bedroom.

Blaine stayed on his knees and quickly crawled towards the bedroom. He kept his head down as his hands sunk into the soft carpet of the bedroom.

"Stand up baby." Kurt instructed.

Blaine stood up and swayed a bit as his numb legs failed to hold him up.

Kurt caught him with a steady hand.

Blaine started to say thank you. But Kurt shushed him with a finger pressed to his lips. Blaine smiled as he brought the digit into his mouth and began to suck .

Kurt's eyes darkened and he felt blood rush to his cock.

"Oh we are eager now aren't we baby."

"Yes Sir." Blaine replied letting Kurt's finger drop from his mouth.

"Hmm, has our lack of playtimes made you forget our rules?" Kurt said as he began to shuck the clothes off of Blaine's body.

"No Sir." Blaine stuttered as Kurt rolled one of his nipples between his fingertips.

Kurt nodded; "I don't believe you Blaine, maybe it's time we had a refresher course."

Blaine's nodded jerkily as Kurt's hands roamed down his stomach.

"Safe word?" Kurt asked as he stepped back from Blaine's now naked form.

"Lima." Blaine rasped.

"Good boy, back on your knees." Kurt ordered.

Blaine sunk down so his head was level with Kurt's cock. His mouth watered as he saw the bulge in Kurt's dark, tight jeans. He leaned forward and began to mouth at Kurt through the fabric.

Kurt let Blaine's mouth wet his jeans for just a second before stepping back. He wordlessly pulled down his jeans and underwear, letting his dick spring free. He walked towards Blaine and nodded.

Blaine eagerly latched onto Kurt' sucking and licking up the shaft. His hands made a move to grab onto Kurt's hips but Kurt stopped them.

"No, baby. Just your mouth."

Blaine looked up at Kurt before sinking deeper onto his cock in response. Kurt let his head fall back as Blaine nose bumped into the soft hair at his base.

"Oh, such a good boy. I've missed your mouth baby." Kurt moaned as Blaine bobbed.

Blaine hummed greedily as he felt Kurt's body stiffen at the edge of his orgasm.

Kurt let out another loan moan as he felt his orgasm rise and spread through this body.

Blaine didn't move from Kurt's cock instead swallowed and sucked, not letting one drop of Kurt's come escape his lips. Kurt had barely finished before grabbing Blaine by the chin and hoisting him up and attacking his still red lips. He loved the taste of cum on Blaine and he got his fill by licking and and exploring Blaine's mouth with a lewd kiss.

Blaine was breathless as Kurt pulled back. His eyes were dark and half-lidded but his cock was still hard and aching. "Thank you, Sir." Blaine breathed.

"Oh don't thank me yet baby, I'm not finished with you." Kurt purred as he headed towards the closet where the toy box was held. As he rummaged through the wooden chest he turned his head back towards Blaine.

"On the bed baby, it's time for some more fun."

Blaine scurried to the bed and laid down on his back his eyes on the ceiling. He knew looking at Kurt would bring more reprimand and he wasn't sure if his eagerness before was going to lead to punishment; though a small tingle inside of him secretly hoped so.