Chapter 11: Little Voices in the Shadows

"Oh, this one is pretty." Nick stopped walking in his tracks. His breath slightly winded as he admired the next boy in line. For the past three months the Lancaster Ranch has demonstrated to be incapable of producing an attractive and edible human-crop worth of the vampire's bed, money or attention. Within the remains of human boys that haven't already been picked over, was nothing more than a shallow pool of pale faces with low body muscle. While all the boys were basked in the rich aroma of fear and virginity, none of them held the promise or the capability to satisfy him in terms of longevity. In addition to fear and purity, Nick also wants someone physically desirable and emotionally damaged.

As for today, the latest crop in the form of a teenager with blonde hair and bound with heavy chains looked more than ready to succumb and satisfy a vampire's dirtiest wish. Yes, this was the human Nick was searching for.

With calm confidence Nick stretched out his hand and gently ran his cold fingers up and down the bare abdomen displayed before him. Masking his self-satisfying smirk, Nick developed and kept eye contact with the green eyed human. With his long and cold finger, Nick sensually and suggestively drew circles around the naked human's bellybutton. Beneath his hands Nick felt goose bumps shiver across the bare flesh. Had the human not been restricted with ceiling chains or gagged with a red washcloth, then the human probably would have fought back or pled for respect. Even with the gag in place, Nick was still able to hear a soft whimper - the sound was sinfully beautiful and lustfully gratifying. This human would do nicely between his sheets and beneath his skin.

"You aren't allowed to touch the crop without prior authorization and purchase." A representative and salesperson knowing interrupted her client's dark fantasy. Nick was not the first vampire she served who had unknowingly and inadvertently made an emotional claim on a new pet. After many years of working here, the salesperson learned how to distinguish foreshadowing tentative touches from quick hungry groping. Gentle and eerie touches signified an eminent purchase and granted the future buyer a few additional moments of forbidden and inappropriate touching.

The crisp voice convinced Nick to retract his hands. He didn't want to be discharged or prevented from making his purchase. "Tell me about him?"

The boy in question shivered at the undesired attention. The hungry eyed vampire staring at him may not have purchased his body yet, but it was simply a matter of time before the transaction occurred and the vampire's blood would be mixed with his. The only time vampires give humans this much attention was prior to a brutal and forceful claim. He probably would never sleep as an unclaimed human again.

The saleswoman didn't take offense when Nick kept his eyes on the human. She wanted the vampires business, not his attention. "His name is Jeff Sterling and he was born..."

"He has a last name?" Nick asked with raised eyebrows and laughed. The arrogant laugh did nothing, but cause Jeff to shutter. "I didn't know you Lancasters were sentimental."

Much to Jeff's surprise the saleswoman wasn't insulted by the statement. In fact she too laughed at the concept of a human having a last name. "I completely understand your confusion. You can rest assure in knowing that it isn't a real last name. It's simply a way to help us categorize and place our humans. Sterling is the name of the breeding house Jeff grew up in. We used to number our pets instead of naming them. It was so much easier in those days, but unfortunately policy has changed since then." The woman answered casually and then returned her attention back to her notes on the selected human "He was born eighteen years ago from one of our top breeder. He can understand a little English. However he can't speak the language. Other than that, Jeff is uneducated on all modern languages of the day. He also has a superficial understanding of the relations between masters and their pets."

Nick resistant his natural urge to fondle the human once more. Every word the female vampire read aloud made the delicate human appear more desirable. The fact that the boy was ignorant and for the most part unable to communicate, made Jeff's wide green eyes shine brighter. The boy's vague, yet incompliant understanding for what his future had in store, made his white-blonde hair seemed thicker and softer. The boy wouldn't know what hit him.

"He is eighteen? I've been here many times these past few months and I've never seen him before. Why wasn't he displayed when he turned sixteen?" Nick asked out of curiosity. He would have enjoyed claiming the blonde sooner than now. However, he also knew that if Jeff was presented to the public when he turned sixteen, then he would have been claimed before Nick made the decision to purchase a pet.

"We do prefer to sell our humans when they turn sixteen. However, Jeff was rowdy and uncooperative when he was younger. He would fight back. Sometimes he would even bit down on the guards." The female vampire scowled. "To the best of our ability, we have managed to shock and beat Jeff's bad behaviors to submission. However, we like to keep all our pets chain-up and gagged in order to keep them in line. In his defense he hasn't tried running away since he almost electrocuted himself on the security fence." Nick raised his eyebrows again. Normally salespersons didn't elaborate on the negative characteristics of sellable goods. "Traditional vampires don't want a wild human. I personally don't and I keep my boy Conner on a short leash when I'm gone. He is tied to my bedpost as we speak."

Nick and the saleswoman loudly laughed. Jeff did nothing except blink away a few salty tears. Fully pretending that his calves weren't burning from standing on his tippy toes for the past three hours.

The smell of salt reminded the salesperson of the point she was trying to make. "The perk in having a wild pet, initially of course, is that you can break in him. The form of discipline we give our pets is only so great." The lady didn't bat an eye or question the morality of the situation. "The best way to truly discipline and control a human is though physical intimacy. All our pets are pure, thus we are unable to sexually punish them. After a rough claiming and a few painful bedroom-go-arounds, Jeff will become the placid little doll that is just right for any traditional and respectable man of your class. You will be able to feed from him with ease and present him in social gatherings without fear of embarrassment."

Jeff flinched at the words 'sexually punish,' he may not know the full mechanism of sex, but he knew it would hurt.

"Can I have a moment... alone with him?" Nick asked and Jeff let out another beautiful whimper. The low whimper sent an addicting and pleasurable wave to ripple down the vampire's spine and towards his feet. Nick flexed and curled his toes in effort to keep the lustfully feeling from leaving his body. Jeff made the same beautiful sound when Nick exposed his fangs under the mystic glow of burning lanterns. Upon the treasured noise, the vampire closed his eyes in order to eliminate distractions from the growing arousal in his body and residing in his core. "I want to taste him."

"I have a blood sample you can try." The woman withdrew a small red vial from her black dress pocket. Normally she didn't carry blood vials with her, but she knew the pretty blonde wouldn't stay on the market for long and carrying Jeff's blood sample would save a trip to the lab. "You can drink this. However I cannot allow you to bite into his flesh. If you did and then you changed your mind, then Jeff would be damaged and worth a lesser value.

Nick didn't try and argue. The woman had a fair point. Had Jeff been covered in other vampire marks, then Jeff would have lost his appeal and Nick's interest.

The woman handed the small vial towards her client. "If you lose your self-control upon drinking this and attack Jeff, then you will be required to purchase him."

The blonde whimpered and tried to squirm away when he heard the word 'attack.' The poor boy learned the meaning of that word after a dog jumped on him when he tried running away. To be 'attacked' was not a pleasant experience.

Nick quickly accepted the agreement. He was not one to stand around and do nothing. "I understand." Much to Nick's irritation the sample was cold, a day old and a serving size of a mere ten milliliters. Without delay or questions about proper etiquette, Nick pulled out the cork and slowly swirled the dark liquid. The previous sounds Jeff made became nothing in comparison to the delectable flavor particles that scented the room and pleased Nick's nostrils. Hot air filled his lungs and suddenly Nick's finger nails and hips needed something to hold on to and thrust into. Nick would have continued to breathe in the wonderful flavor if his teeth and throat didn't start throbbing and itching.

The vampire lifted the cool glass vial to his lips and then turned the container upside down. It didn't take gravity long to pour the thick liquid down the side of the glass and into the vampire's mouth.

Nick has been in existence for many decades and during that time he has tasted many men and women. Among all those years he has never once tasted a human who set his soul on fire and stimulated his mind to think clearer and faster. With new sight and perspective Nick finished the sample of old and cold blood, all the while wondering what the human's fresh blood would taste like. The vampire didn't realize he was growling and trying to lick the bottle until the salesperson laughed. "Do you want to buy him? I'm afraid if you don't, then someone else will."

Nick had no doubt about that. Jeff was beautiful and perfect. He tasted delicious and his body was something designed to rough up. Nick opened his lust filled eyes and stared back at the naked and chained-up human. Yes, Jeff would look good next to him.

"You are mine." Nick wasn't sure how well Jeff could comprehend his words. With time Jeff would come and learn to understand him. Whether or not Jeff learned to speak English was an unimportant matter. He wouldn't be allowed to talk in public anyway. "You are mine. As long as you serve and obey me, I will not hurt you." Even as Nick said this he knew it was a lie.

"Come with me and I'll have you fill out the legal paperwork." The salesperson didn't waste a second. "When we're in my office I'll send someone down to unchain and clean him up."

"No," Nick licked the last drop of blood on his lips. He carefully stared at his new pet before speaking. "Babe," the pet-name mocked the vampire's true intentions. "Are your legs hurting you? Are your muscles sore?" Jeff frantically shook his. Nick didn't miss the fleeting moment where the human thought he might be able trust his new master. "You have no idea how sore I'll make your body. Trisha," Nick spoke to the saleswoman. "There is no hurry to unchain him. I'll come down later and get him myself. I don't want any else to touch him. He is mine."

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"You're mine," Nick growled against Jeff's pale chest. A wet string of saliva connected the vampire's lips to Jeff's hickey covered skin. The blonde and everlasting eighteen year old stayed placid as his master licked and teased his hard nipples. With his spare hand, Nick slide between Jeff's buttocks and the bedding, forcing the blonde to slightly turn his hips sideways. From this new angle, Nick teased his sharp index finger nail outside Jeff's hole. The guarantee for a painful preparation caused Jeff to whimper and nervously bit his lower lip. "Stop that," The vampire kissed his pet and reminded Jeff that he wasn't allowed to bit himself. Only he was allowed to bit Jeff.

"I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-sorry." Jeff stuttered. After decades of serving Nick, the human was able to understand English and Latin, however speaking these languages still remained a great challenge. It was difficult to learn when Nick never allowed him to talk in public and bedroom private time was not always a talk friendly zone. "I-I-I f-forgot"

"Forgot... hmm." Unconvinced by his pet's excuse, Nick pushed his index finger with a razor sharp nail into Jeff's warm body. "Shh-Shh" the vampire kissed his pet's neck and bent his finger. "Don't scream unless you want me to stick in another finger in. I'm sure you haven't forget what happened the last time you got me angry when I was prepping you. You bleed for three days and couldn't walk for ten days. It was awful. It made me sad to see you in such pain." A lie and another lie.

Jeff didn't forget the memory Nick was referring to. How could he forget? A beast clawed and ripped him from the inside. The worst part was the fact that Nick continued to pleasure himself. Afterwards he had the audacity to force Jeff to lick his own blood off the vampire's cock. The memory of blood mixed with cum still makes the human shudder and gag.

This particular incident has happened twice since Nick claimed his pet. The first time it happened was shortly after Nick 'purchased' him. Overtime Nick began mellowing out and showed signs of becoming gentle and dare Jeff say, loving. The kind acts came to a fast halt when the duo moved in with the Andersons. It is no secret that Nick is the poorest and youngest among his group of friends and sometimes he feels the need to try extra hard to earn their respect. Unfortunately Jeff suffers as the consequence. It is Jeff's hope that life will calm down once they return to Nick's legal home of resistance. In the meantime, however, life was not be pleasant.

"I need you to come back to me." Nick kissed his pet and pushed his finger in a little deeper as a form of punishment. Jeff snapped out of the painful memory and returned to his painful present. Guided my Nick's hands, the two men switch positions so that Jeff was now lazily, albeit tensely, straddling his hungry, naked and hard master. "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out for me." Lying down and chest-touching-chest, the blonde followed the order and stuck his tongue out. The organ was greedily covered in sharp teeth marks. The damage on his tongue did nothing to help improve Jeff's stutter and vocal slur.

Hungry and unyielding to his pets comfort, Nick slid a second razor sharp finger nail into Jeff sensitive hole. Uncaring whether it would heighten or distract the pain in Jeff's ass, Nick bit down on the warm tongue. It didn't require much force until warm, rich and fearful blood began leaking from Jeff's mouth. Without wasting time on forewarnings, Nick immediately began sucking and drinking from his pet's mouth and using his own tongue to massage more blood out.

Nick can't remember how many years he has owned Jeff, but the human's blood still makes him stronger and more connected with the world and all life around him. Since claiming Jeff, Nick has become healthier, wealthier and more respective by his peers. This can all be thanked to fearful blood and a flexible body take helps relax him and empower him.

With one hand still poking and probing, Nick used his other hand to secure a firm grip around his pet's neck. Years of training has taught Jeff better than to resist or pull away, however that did nothing to lessen Nick's thirst for control and power. After being around Blaine, Sebastian and their wild pets, Nick almost felt as if it was his honorable responsibility to discipline Jeff enough for the others.

Similar to a rag doll, Jeff obediently stayed still and accepted everything that was happening to him. It was easiest this way. One foul move and the razors in his ass would slice him into pieces and a bloody fuck would surely follow. If there was only one thing that Jeff has learned during his time with Nick, it's that the vampires are the master and humans are nothing. Even if Jeff wanted to fight back he knew his body wouldn't allow him to. Anymore his mind is lost and his body is Nick's rightful property. The salesperson who sold him to Nick was right, sexual discipline would break him in, and it did.

Nick moaned against Jeff's tongue and gently rocked his hips upward and his fingers downward.

Jeff isn't a person. He is a toy and a bottle of wine. The only respect he is given is in the form of a measly cream colored loincloth that barely covers his sex and ass. However, the moment the bedroom door shuts, the cloth is ripped off of him and all respect is gone.

Desperate for a distraction Jeff closed his eyes and concentrated on Daniel. How was the boy able to openly and massively deceive his master? Sebastian could be a strict man. Plus he has witnessed Daniel limping on more than one occasion. How was Daniel able to function the way that he does? It is fascinating and embarrassing at the same time. Jeff is awed by Daniel's perseverance, and ashamed of himself for folding so fast to Nick's whims. He was long past the day where he acted on impulse and chance. The mere thought of uninstructed and unrehearsed deception felt like a strenuous task into a field of unknown darkness. Nick made him this away, and now the vampire was going to make him deceive two humans with good intentions.

It has been a month - thirty days - since the three vampires eavesdropped on the conspiring humans. Jeff cannot understand why everything is moving in slow motion. During that night in Blaine's study, Jeff was under the impression that actions would be immediate and the four guests in the Anderson Manor would soon be released from their responsibilities within a week. There had been no such luck. Other than awkward tension of deception and secrecy, life continued as it was before. Every so often Sebastian would report Daniel's motivates to the others. As of now, those motives are in the form of an escape plan. However Daniel has not uncovered a way to free Kurt from his chastity belt.

Jeff is the key to this problem, literally and figuratively.

"I'm ready to go home. I'm tired to babysitting Blaine's ungrateful and spoiled brat." Nick took a break from his meal. Jeff closed his bleeding mouth and rested his head against his master's neck. The vampire treasured his pet's submissive gesture. Against his cold chest Nick could feel Jeff's heart beating and his sharp finger nails recognized the human's pulse. "Blaine is secretly hoping that Kurt will wise up and ignore Daniel's ill advice. As much as that would please Blaine, Sebastian and I agreed that we don't want that. Nor would it satisfy Blaine in the long run."

The blonde closed his eyes and pretended that his mouth wasn't filling up with blood. For a moment Jeff almost screamed and coughed out all of his blood - his master's dinner - when Nick inserted another finger inside him.

"That is why your responsibility is so important." Nick slid his three fingers in and out of his pet's experienced body. "Blaine wants Kurt to choice him, but he always wants to teach his pet a few more lessons. When the day is done these lessons have a higher importance. Look at me."

Jeff nervously lifted his head and chest off of his master. A single drop of blood rolled down Jeff's pale skin. The human resisted his natural urge to swallow the liquid in his mouth. Nick noticed Jeff's discomfort, but chose to ignore it. He needed Jeff's attention first.

"Now or later these lessons will be taught. I would prefer now rather than later. I want you to take away Kurt's choice. I want you to team up with Daniel. Once the three of you are outside and Kurt doesn't know where he is, I want you to abandon them. Don't worry I will find you. Do this," Nick sat up and buried his fingers deeper into Jeff's ass. "Do this and I will reward you for obeying me. Don't think for a minute to plan against me. You know what I'm capable of." With his words, Nick bent his sharp finger nails and purposefully cut into the hidden flesh within the ass he was torturing. Jeff's entire face, neck and chest turned red in efforts not to scream.

Without caring about the new blood seeping from Jeff's hole, the vampire licked the lone drop of blood rolling down Jeff's chin, throat, and chest. "Blaine is always lecturing Kurt that Daniel is a liar and a deceiver. With this in mind, Kurt may have the propensity to overcome Daniel's temptation. That is why you are perfect for this job." Nick paused to lick the remaining hints of blood off Jeff's sternum. "Kurt doesn't know you are capable of lying. He will trust you and blindly follow you into the dark."

Without warning Nick pulled out his fingers. The sudden movement startled Jeff and caused him to open his mouth. Before any blood could be wasted, Nick closed his pet's mouth with his own lips. Very little blood was lost in the transfer between mouths. Any blood that got away and was now cascading between their bodies, and would later be kissed away. As for the bleeding wounds in Jeff's scared hole, those would be licked clean as well. Forbid that Nick would allow such wonderful blood be wasted in his presence.

"I will be watching you the whole time." Nick pulled away again. His lips were red with fresh blood and his eyes were dilated. "Everywhere you go I will follow. Daniel is out of touch with reality and living in a dream. He will be easy to convince that you have pure intentions. Kurt is a mindless guppy. He won't be a problem." As suddenly as Nick pulled his fingers out, he pushed them back in again. An undignified scream ripped out of Jeff. He would definitely be bleeding for a while. "Quiet you, I want you limping tomorrow and each day after until we go home. I'm going to fuck you every morning and night with my nails until you successfully complete your task. I've been sharpening my nails just for this" Nick laughed his wicked laugh. "Think of it as motivation to improve your acting stills and speech impediment." Jeff screamed once more.

"Babe, I'm doing this for your own good." As if he forgot what he was doing to his pet, Nick kissed Jeff cheeks. "I know you're homesick and you miss our real bed. You know I don't like hurting you like this, but I'm afraid I have to give you motivation to do your part." Gentle words morphed into a chaste kiss on the lips. "I'm a firm, but just master. However, sometimes I can get a little over zealous when I see Blaine and Sebastian spoiling their pets. We've living here for almost fifteen years. I think you've forgotten how loving I can be when I'm not around vampires like them."

Jeff slowly nodded his head. Nick's was more or less telling the truth. Punishments were less random when they were alone, but he wouldn't go so far to call them just.

"I hate doing this to you." Nick spoke with a smirk. "But it's for your own good."

With those words, Nick inserted a forth finger in. The sharp nails itched and scratched the sensitive skin without mercy. The product of another pleading scream ripped from the human, and flourished arousal within the vampire.

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"...And that is how the good pet pleased his kind master. Everyday forth the good pet would continue to obey his master. In return the kind master would protect his pet from all the evils in the world, evils such as wicked witches, hairy beasts and charming liars." Upon finishing the story Blaine closed the children's book and rested it on his lap.

As innocent and innocence can be, Kurt smiled and withdrew his hands from under the bedcovers to applaud his bedtime story. "Yay, it was better than I expected."

"What were you expecting?"

The question, like most questions, caught Kurt off guard. He didn't know what he was expecting. He merely said statement because he heard Sebastian say it once and Blaine took the words as a compliment.

"Oh... no the story was great. It's just what I expected." Kurt ended of the statement with a toothy smile. "I like the part when the good pet fell asleep in his kind master's arms. It's in his master's arms where he is most safe and loved."

The vampire smiled and brushed away Kurt's bangs before kissing the human's forehead. Kurt's smile broadened with the kiss and his body shivered when the cold lips touched his warm skin. "It's my favorite part of the story too." Blaine praised. It was in fact his favorite part. Little did Kurt know what the pet and master did before they fell asleep, however that is neither here or there - especially for a children's book.

"Why don't I sleep in your bed? Am I not as good as the pet in the story?"

Blaine gently kissed each of Kurt's cheeks before pulling away and to admire his precious human. As much as he would love to have Kurt older and mature enough to handle him in bed, he was not ready to stop smelling the human's pure blood and untouched flesh. Even if that meant he had to drink deer blood in the meantime.

Blaine has spent decades fooling around with cheap men with questionable intentions and values. Even though he doesn't regret it and he wouldn't take it back, he also wasn't willing to return to such a lifestyle. Whether it is due to boredom or maturity, Blaine wants to take his time and allow Kurt to stay a child a little longer. Blaine will claim Kurt when his pet turns sixteen.

"Sweetie, you are a very good pet." The compliment made Kurt smile wider. "Do you remember your pajamas?"

"I don't wear pajamas anymore? I have my big boy belt."

"Yes, yes you do." Blaine wants Kurt to enjoy his childhood, however moments like this he almost forgets why. "Remember when you used to sleep in your little onesies?" Kurt was too young to remember, but that didn't stop him from nodding his head in agreement. "Then you out grew them and you started wearing your special zip-up pajama's. As you grow Kurt, you mature into different clothes. The same is true about your bed. You haven't grown enough to sleep in my big bed, and I'm too big to sleep in your bed."

Kurt crossed his ankles under the silk sheets. He loves the way silk feels against his bare and hairless skin. Is Blaine's bed this soft? Would they share pillows or would they each have their own? "Your bed doesn't look big enough for the two of us."

The vampire and human stopped looking at each other and glanced at the second bed in the room. The second bed was decorated with black sheets and emerald blankets. For the most part there was nothing remarkable about the bed, but Blaine would hardly call it 'his bed.'

"That's not my real bed sweetie. Sebastian, Nick or I take turns sleeping in here so you are never alone and get scared at bedtime. My real bed has plenty of space for you." There was enough space for ten bodies if Blaine so desired. Although that little detail went unspoken for.

"Do Sebastian and Nick sleep with their pets too?"

The innocence and ignorance radiating off Kurt warmed something within the vampire. "When Sebastian and Nick don't sleep in here, then yes, they are sleeping with their pets."

When Kurt was younger the three vampires would take turns sleeping in Kurt's bedroom. However, the older Kurt became, the less frequently Nick and Sebastian were given this responsibility. Occasionally Blaine does have to leave the estate for business. On those days one of his friends take charge. Those were always awful and scary times for Kurt. Sebastian and Nick aren't nice like Blaine. Why would they be nice to him? They hate him.

"I don't understand."

Blaine could only image which vague detail was able to stand out and confuse his pet. "What are you confused about? Are you wondering why pets and master's sleep together?" Instead of answering, Kurt pulled his blanket up and over his lips. The fire from the mantle reflected against the human's crystal blue eyes. "Sweetie, what don't you understand? It's important that you allow me to answer your questions." Gently and lovingly, Blaine pulled down the blanket covering Kurt's face. Upon doing so Blaine realized that Kurt was biting his lower lip. "Sweetie, you're not allowed to nibble on your lips. Some master's punish their pets for doing such an offense." Little did Kurt know that Jeff was being punished for this very wrongdoing.

"I'm sorry. I forgot." Kurt answered without the fear or stutter that Jeff previously demonstrated. "I don't understand....why do I grow, but no one else does. Before I wasn't able to reach the top toy shelf, but now I can. Why I go grow but no one else does? Or are you getting shorter and I'm staying the same? No..." In his deep level of concentration Kurt almost bit his lips again, but he caught himself before the offense was committed. "Why do I have to grow up and change my pajamas, but no one else does?"

Unlike Kurt, Blaine was not caught off by the question. If there is one thing all good masters do, then it's to anticipate problems and questions before they happen. In that case, if such a conflict were to become reality, then a solution was already established. The answer to Kurt's question was along ago scripted.

"Kurt, what's the oldest memory you have?" Knowing that his conversation could take a while, Blaine uncrossed his legs and leaned across the bed.

"Hmm...I don't know...everything is blurry and blended together. I see you everywhere."

Kurt answered almost as if he knew how Blaine intended to direct their conversation. "That's very good. It's important to understand that pets - yourself including - don't come into existence overnight or by accident. You have always been alive and breathing. However, you don't start developing memories and physically changing until a master finds you and starts taking care of you. Until I came along you were lost, deaf and blind." Kurt doesn't need to know the origins of his birth or the woman who bore him. "That is why you can't remember life without me. You are correct, I am the first person you saw and heard when I found you. As for your question, it's not that you're growing up. It's that your body knows what I want and it's modeling itself to become just that. Had I not found you, then you would still be a small baby shivering in the dark abyss where scary strangers would pass you up for a different pet. The day I took you home, is the day your body started to change." Anticipating Kurt's next question, Blaine took the liberty to answer it first. "I choice you among all the other pets in the world, from that day forth you started growing. You will stop growing once you choice me as your master."

"I do choice you!" Kurt unnecessary shouted. "You're my master. You always have been and always will be."

"As much as I love hearing you say that. I know that's it's not true." The vampire spoke in a manner that suggested Kurt was fibbing. "You're still growing, that means you haven't fully given yourself to me."

"How do I do that?"

The true answer and the only way for Kurt to stop growing, is for him to drink from his master and receive a sexual claim. Such an answer and vivid details would be left to another day.

For now, vulnerability looked well on Kurt. "Are you still friends with Daniel?" A month later and Blaine still had trouble saying the filthy name. "Don't answer that question, Sweetie. I don't what you to lie by telling me the answer I want to hear. As long as you treat Daniel as a 'friend', then you will keep growing. Once you stop listening and talking to Daniel, then you will stop growing. Once that happens, I will know you have given yourself to me." Blaine knew this story would be difficult to convince to anyone with world experience. Thankfully Kurt didn't have this experience and he was not wise enough to question his master.

"Daniel is my friend, but he doesn't grow... Is that what you meant when you said he isn't my friend?" Blaine kissed Kurt's forehead, cheeks and chin instead of answering the obvious question. "But you don't change. Aren't you my friend?"

The vampire was kissing Kurt's chin when the question was asked. An unexpected growl caught both men by surprise. "A master and friend are two completely different things." Blaine pulled away and resumed brushing Kurt's face with his thumbs. "A master loves and protects his pet. Someone cannot be a master and a friend as the same time."

"What about Jeff? He doesn't talk to me." Kurt doesn't know much about the blonde haired man. The eighteen year old normally kept to himself and Kurt can't remember hearing the boy ever speak. Does he know how to talk?

"That is because Jeff is a good pet. He is a good pet and you should model yourself after him." The vampire sighed. It's difficult for him to praise Nick's pet when he knows what the future has in store for Jeff and how it involves Kurt. "It's getting late. You must be tired." Blaine stated as a matter of fact. "Sweet dreams."

Blaine isn't deaf to the whispering and planning in his house. He is aware that Nick and Sebastian's desire to speed up the process for matters to come. While, Blaine would like to keep Kurt a kid longer, he is also ready to be the only person in Kurt's life.