Kurt loved between the sheets. He spent hours picking out sheet music and trying to decide which song would suit his voice best. He wished he had Blaine beside him to give an opinion. Despite him preferring Katy Perry to Lady Gaga he still had good taste.

After picking something out he decided it was time for coffee. The Lima Bean seemed to far out of his way so he made a split second decision to pull into a Starbucks. He got out of his car and joined the line up. He ordered his skinny latte and went to grab so sugar replacement. As he turned around his foot caught on something and he found himself crashing to the floor, hot coffee crushed underneath him and soaking through his jumper to burn his skin.

He was aware of somebody bending down beside him.

"Tell anybody what happened in the locker room and I'll end you." A voice whispered to him.

Kurt looked up and saw David's face inches from his. He noticed the hint of fear in his eyes but also the steely anger.

"Oh here, let me help you up. That was a nasty fall you had." He said louder as he roughly grabbed Kurt under the arms and easily lifted him to his feet.

Kurt looked around. People were staring. He needed to wash the hot liquid off of himself but he found himself running out to his car instead. He locked the door behind him and found himself hyperventilating, was no where safe anymore?

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Blaine's mouth was brushing down over Kurt's nipple. It was a nice way to be woken up. He placed kisses down Kurt's stomach and back upwards to meet Kurt's lips. He kissed him back hungrily, kissing him back as deeply as possible. He was already so turned on, these nights were becoming torture. His morning showers were taking so much longer. And he was definitely feeling a little guilty.

When Kurt pulled away to breath (a problem Blaine never had) he moved down to suck on Kurt's neck and then down towards his collarbone

"Bite me."

Blaine groaned and Kurt felt his teeth on his shoulder biting down and pulling at the flesh there. Then there were wet licks against the stinging skin and fingers stroking after it. The sudden laugh surprised Kurt, he looked up and saw Blaine's eyes shining at him.

"What?"

"Are you trying to test out if I'm a vampire or do you just have a fetish."

Kurt shrugged, he did not want to tell Blaine why he had asked for that.

"I never considered a vampire, please don't be, I don't want to be stuck in some ridiculous supernatural teen fantasy story."

Blaine laughed again. He leaned down to kiss Kurt's neck but Kurt pulled away.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to talk."

"Look I said it last night, Katy Perry is a good singer."

"No, I want to know what you meant by give myself to you?"

Blaine immidatly sat up, Kurt followed him and leaned his body up next to him. He had a moment of daring and laid his hands felt across Blaine's stomach feeling the hard muscles. He kissed the top of Blaine's wing, it was leathery instead of like skin but Kurt didn't care, it was Blaine.

"You have my heart, you have my trust."

"You're virginity."

Kurt froze. Blaine must have felt him tense because he turned around and he took Kurt's hand and looked him deep into the eyes.

"Kurt, I was answering you're course I want you but I'm not asking you for that right away. You wanted to know how I could show you what I am and what I do during the day."

"And I can't know unless I have sex with you?" Kurt said pulling his hand away.

"Kurt, please, I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to pressure you."

"It certainly sounds like you're pressuring me."

"I'm not, Kurt I swear it. Listen to me. If I was so lucky that one day you decided to give me that honor then I would be able to tell you about myself because you wouldn't be able to tell anybody else."

"What?"

"It's, it's kind of like how I help you go to sleep. It's something I can do, I can stop you from telling people about me but only if you sacrifice something for me. Believe me out of the options that's the most pleasant."

"I want to hear the others?"

"You really don't."

"Blaine, you're trying to tell me that the only way you will tell me what you actually are is by sleeping with you. You're going to have to convince me that you're not being a jerk."

"Well, you could kill one of your parents?"

"Who came up with these rules?"

"I don't actually know, I just know them."

"Are there anymore?"

"You could kill yourself and in the last minutes of your life I could tell you what happens. Or just remove one of your limbs."

"I'm going for demon."

Blaine eyes were sad, even his wings seemed to droop.

"Kurt, this is not going to be a normal relationship."

Kurt felt his heart sink even further. Of course this was never going to be normal, he didn't even know if Blaine was real (well he would tomorrow) and he had known him for two weeks, they hadn't been on any dates, Kurt had no idea what he did, where he was from, how old he was or his second name. And he had let him put his hand on his penis. Apparently Kurt was easy.

"Kurt?"

"Danm it."

"What is it?"

"Never mind. Why are they so violent?"

"They need a sacrifice in blood."

Kurt felt himself flinch.

"And I was hoping you would be gentle."

Blaine reached over and stroked down Kurt's cheek. "I would be gentle Kurt, you are so precious to me, and other bodily fluids will help."

Kurt looked into Blaine's sad honey eyes. He started to feel calmer as Blaine stroked his hair and leaned forwards to rest his forehead against Kurt's.

"But it's my choice right?"

"Entirely." Blaine whispered. "I would never force you. I care so much for you Kurt. I don't want to hurt you. It's awful Kurt, It's awful to think that if I want to have a proper relationship with you I have to cause you pain. Something I would want to be special and gentle and loving just.. just won't be."

"Now I know you're not trying to persuade me."

Blaine let out a little huff.

"I'm caught between wanting to have you near me during the day and not wanting to take your first time like that."

"What would the second time be like?"

Blaine nuzzled his face into Kurt's neck.

"Slow, gentle and whatever you want it to be."

"Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"I want to sleep on this."

Blaine sighed and kissed Kurt's neck.

"Tomorrow?"

"Definitely."
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Kurt woke up. He jumped up so quickly that his head spun and he almost feel over. He ran to the full length mirror in his bathroom and stared at the mark on his collar bone. A fresh purple bruise. His first hickey. Kurt laughed with delight and ran out of his bedroom and across the hallway.

"FINN! FINN!" He banged on the door but when there wasn't an answer in twenty second Kurt burst in.

Finn was still lying in his bed his hand over his eyes. He blinked up at Kurt.

"What's going on?" He asked confused.

"Do you see this?" Kurt asked putting his fingers to the purple mark on his collarbone.

Finn blinked blurily and sat up. He looked at Kurt's mark.

"Did you fall over or something?"

"You see the bruise."

"Yeah."

"He's real."

"What? Dude, you are making no sense. Did you hurt yourself or something."

"Its a hickey."

"It's too early in the morning." Finn said lying back down.