Wings in a Cage

"There she is." Blaine Anderson looked out of the pilots window from his private four set jet. "Our new home sweet home, what do you think Kitty?" The older man flipped two switches from the cockpit and slightly turned the control wheel. Meanwhile a bored cat remained lying on the passenger seat, stayed curled up and nibbling on a stuff toy bird.

Beyond the multiple switches and gadgets and through the thick glass window shield was the beautiful sight of a tropical green wonderland. In the center of the island was two gigantic mountains covered in large leafy trees. From Blaines distance and vantage point, the white rock mountains appeared as if they were covered in moist moss instead of trees. Surrounding the tiny piece of paradise was serene turquoise waters and white foam rolling on the tides. 

The plane circled around the tiny island in a declining fashion. "Alright," Blaine muttered to himself and out of habit. "Lets land this thing."

Blaine Anderson, also known as the founder and owner of Anderson Cooperation, has gone much farther in life than anyone could have ever imagined.

Blaine was born into a middle class family in a remote part of Maine. It was here he was raised by his parents and with his older brother Cooper. For the most part, the family was quiet and happy. Blaines situation in life shifted from mundane to tragic when his parents walked in on him fooling around with another boy. From that day forth his parents gave Blaine an ultimatum, become straight or leave. Only seventeen years old at the time, Blaine took his second option. Post high school graduation Blaine lived cheap and worked in a tasteless bar where flirting and revealing clothes earned him a raise and better tips. This was Blaines life until he turned twenty-three.

Thanks for generous tips, and the occasional free goody from the bars patrons, Blaine was able to advance to collage. It was in collage Blaine studied foreign affairs and international trade. After four years of intense university work and ten years of working under a stringent boss, Blaine was ready to start his own business. Twenty-four years was all it took for Blaine to turn his small business into an international cooperation. Now at the age of fifty-five Blaine Anderson is extremely wealthy and the owner of his own private island.

"Pressure looks good. Temperature is good...." Blaine adjusted the wings and began lowering the wheels into a landing position. "Theres the runway."

Very little about Blaine Andersons past is known to the public. In private, Blaine refers to the time frame from when he was seventeen to twenty-three as the ‘dark ages. Everything about his living arrangement was sketchy and degrading. He wore cheap clothes and he smelt like other mens cologne.  In summary, alcohol was not the only thing that Blaine was willing to sell in order to survive and progress in life. In between shameful acts Blaine lost and gained something very valuable. He lost his youth and he gained greed; and it was greed that drove Blaine to purchase this particular island.

Blaine wants his youth back and this island can provide it. Well, the special and tiny inhabitant can restore and keep it, a fairy.

Even as a child Blaine did not believe in fairies or any other magical creature. His parents did not promote such nonsense, and as Blaine grew older the interpretation of a ‘happy ending had a change in meaning. By no means did the dark hair man oppose or fear sex, quite the opposite in fact. In one way or another, sex helped Blaine become the man that he is today and it makes him feel confident - not to mention that he likes the way it feels.

For a while Blaine did not need to believe in fairies or magic. He alone was powerful with money and influence, nothing could stop him. Soon, such thoughts were proven to be incorrect. Something could stop him, and that something was time and age. On Blaines fiftieth birthday he hired his young and attractive secretary, Sebastian, to research and find a way to make him young again. Sebastian suggested forbidden office sex as a popular remedy for decreased libido. Blaine accepted Sebastians proposal, even though it had never proven to be true in the past thirty-five years and with the many other boys who walked his office hallways.

Blaine was fifty-two when his brother Cooper returned to his life. His older brother Cooper was sixty-four years old, but he did not look a day over twenty-one.

"I see that youre aging well." Cooper laughed at his younger brother. "How has it been?" The man who was older in mind, but younger in body pulled out the guest chair in front of Blaines desk.

Hazel eyes absorbed the youthful sight of his brother and former best friend. The brothers used to be close, but after Blaine was disowned from his parents his relationship with his brother also fell. "And I see that you havent age at all. Apart from the grey hair and decreased libido Im doing just dandy." The younger yet older looking brother snapped. "How did you do it? Stay young?"

"I did not stay young. I was able to restore my youth." The blue eyed man raised his arms and rested his head on his hands. "Once you get your hands on one, it is easy to do." Cooper trailed his voice and took his brothers interest with him.

"What?"

Cooper lowered his hands smirked, "Fairies."

"Cute Cooper, really cute," Blaine frowned and narrowed his hazel eyes. "Did someone tell you that Im aging? Did you just come in here to mock me? Get out of my office."

The blue eyed twenty-one year old remained still. "Im not here to mock you. Im here for you. I miss my brother, and I you back in my life. I want my brother and friend back."

"It is difficult to take you serious when you look like a child."

Cooper rolled his eyes and laughed. "The secret is fairies. Ownership of a fairy can restore youth. One day I purchased a pink wing fairy and locked her in a birdcage on my patio. The next day I looked like this." Cooper waved his hands up and down his body. "I look young and I feel great."

"Where did you get a fairy? What happened to your wife?"

Cooper stood up and walked towards the door. "I divorced her after she turned forty." The blue eyed boy answered. "I purchased my fairy from a black market in Paris." Cooper opened the door and playfully knocked on the wooden door frame. "There is a twenty-five or younger club two blocks from here. I hope to meet you there." The older brother winked and closed the door behind him.

Of course Blaine did not believe anything his impulsive and reckless brother told him. In between rattling the desks with his secretary, Blaine began researching the existence of fairies and their ability to restore youth. What Cooper said did have merit, what Cooper did not mention was that physically claiming a fairy could also cause immortality. 

From then on Blaine spent a lot of money in order to find and capture such a creature. The black markets no longer carried the delicate creatures, but that did not mean that fairies were extinct. It just meant that fairies were living in better hiding places.

Blaine was fifty-three when his luck took a massive leap forward.

When Blaine had his youth and still dared to dream of other wants, he always dreamt of flying and owning his own island. He earned his pilots license when he was thirty-two and at the age of fifty-three he decided that he was financially ready to buy an island. While touring a particular island Blaine saw a tiny blue halo illuminating from the forest. The halo looked look very much like a pixie. Blaine purchased the island the same day and construction for his new mansion began a week later.  For the next three years Blaine did not see the pixie again, but the hazel eyed man knew that a fairy lived on the island. Once all the contractors were finished and gone, Blaine decided that it was high time he meet his little blue friend.

"Alright Kitty..." Blaine repeated and coasted the landing plane onto the smooth dirt runway. "Good flight."

The older man turned off the engine and unlocked the door. He had been cooped up in the tiny plane for the past four hours. He was ready for some fresh sea water air. The moment the pilot door opened the sound of roaring and splashing waves echoed into Blaines ears like music. This tiny piece of luxury was his property.

The walk from the runaway to the main house on the island was not too far. Ten minutes later and Blaine was being greeted with the sight of his new home. The house was built among and around the trees like a childhood treehouse, however this treehouse was an actual house with running water and electricity. How the house was not off the grid Blaine did not know or care. He was set to live a long and comfortable life. Yes, Blaine would return to the mainland every so often, but this would be his main home. Some people had warned him that he would get lonely and offered their company. Blaine refused when he learned that food from the mainland could temporarily enlarge a fairy to the size of a human.

Ownership of a fairy could restore youth and claiming a fairy can give immortality-Blaine did not need anyone elses company. As already stated, Blaine is very greedy.

"Come on, Kitty." The older man waited for his tiny black and white cat to run into the house. When Kitty crossed the threshold she was holding a toy bird between her teeth. "We are going to need to get some rest tonight. Tomorrow were going to meet my new pet."

...

There are two tricks one needs to know when capturing a fairy, and those tricks are music and mainland food. It is through music a fairy will reveal itself and it is by mainland food that the fairy stays.

Bright and early, and with the breakage of the new day, Blaine stepped out of his silk sheeted master bed and walked towards the balcony. Most people would have taken the time to admire the rising sun, not Blaine. The previous night he had found a new grey hair from his dyed hair. He needed to restore his youth and fast.

With delicate and well trained fingers, the older man raised his violin. If music was what it took to allure his blue winged pixie, then let the music begin.   

Thanks to little effort from Blaine, smoothing music originated from the instrument and orchestrated with the new dawn. The music continued to play and it kept playing as a tiny blue halo cautiously approached the balcony. Once the song ended hazel eyes reopened and took in the sight of the distant halo that too afraid to come closer than ten feet.

"It is alright." Blaine lowered the violin and held his hand outward. "Im not going to hurt you." The blue light did not move. "My name is Blaine. I live on this island, now. Do you like music? If I play you another song, then will you come closer?"

A tiny bell sound rung in reply.

"Ill take that as a yes." The fifty-five year old lifted the violin and began playing another song. Between his long eyelashes, hazel eyes watched the blue light keep its end of the deal. Once the song ended the blue halo transformed into a short little creature. The creature was a foot tall, dressed in sea blue clothes and flying with two beautiful light blue wings.

"I like your music." A soft and shy voice replied when the song ended. "I never heard that sound before. I liked it."

"Im glad you liked it." Blaine smiled in order to cover his surprise that the creature could talk. "What is your name?"

"Kurt."

"It is nice to meet you Kurt."  The meeting would have better for Blaine if Kurt was flying within his grasp.

"What are you doing here?"

"I live here."

Something within the peaceful blue eyes turned hostile. "This is my home." Kurt informed. "I dont want you on my land."

Hazel eyes shot up, no one talk to him that way. In addition Blaine certainty was not ready for the fairys rude bluntness. "I bought this land. It is my property now, as is everything on it."

The fairy did not believe him. "You bought it by stealing my family. What did you do to my colony? Your kind took them away from me." Kurt yelled and flew high and over Blaines black and grey head. "Give me back my family and get off my land."

Blaine did not have time or patience for this. "Can we please talk like civilized people."  Kurt responded by throwing a handful of green pixie dust to the house. "What are you trying to do?"  The blue fairy flew around Blaine and tossed more green dust to the wooden house. "What are you trying to accomplish? This is ridiculous!"

"Im making you leave." Kurt answered. "Im making you fly far-far away."

"Fly?" The fifty-five year old puzzled to the young fairy. "Youre..." Blaine peaked over the edge of his balcony. The sturdy mansion that had taken three years to build was now floating off the island and towards the sky. "Put me down right now!"

The brown hair fairy was not concerned with the older mans order. "Not until youre gone! Go back home!" Among Kurts reckless pixie dust throwing he made the foolish error and sprinkled some green dust onto Blaine. "This is my home!"

"No, this is my island." Blaine growled and jumped in the air in hopes to grab the tiny creatures leg.

Kurt flew higher when Blaine jump. "Go away!" The fairy cried in horror when he realized that Blaine was not falling back to the balcony. Blaine was floating and able to fly.

"No," the older man snapped, "This is my island and you belong to me." Blaine felt old and he knew he looked the part. When he leaped upwards the muscles in his back cause a hot red painful sensation and his bones felt brittle. "I brought you!" Blaine screamed and remembered the wrinkles forming on his forehead. "Im not letting you go...." Soon realization dawned on him. "Why arent I falling back with my jump?" Hazel eyes hesitantly stared down at his feet. His feet were off the ground and a green aura of light was surrounding him. "I can fly!" Blaine screamed as if he were a child. "I can fly!"

Kurt nervously looked at his large predator. He needed to fly away and hide away.

"Where are you going?"  Blaine screamed after Kurt. "You cant hide from me! I took too much time in finding you in the first place!"

Blaine may have been larger and stronger, but Kurt was faster and swifter. To his best efforts Blaine clumsily tried to fly after the small creature, but the effects from the magic wore out and the older man painfully fell onto the soft dirt from within forest. With the fall Blaine twisted his wrist and sprained his ankle.

"Shit!" The hazel eyed man screamed in pain. Blood openly dripped from his forehead and the plant pollen made his eyes sting. "Shit! Give me back my house!"  

Tiny blue eyes watched the injured man struggle on the ground of the forest. The man was no longer an immediate threat to him. "I can help you go home, but not the house of the island. This island is mine!"

Watery hazel eyes stared up at the blue fairy. "I didnt know fairies were murders." Blaine accused.

"Im not going to kill you." Kurt assured. "Fairies are not allowed or able to cause lasting harm. I can help get off the island and get help."     

"You are a murder," Blaine struggled to set up and he hoped that his plan would work. "My cat is in that house. How high is the house going to float? Will you allow my pet to suffocate from thin air or burst into flames within the atmosphere?"

Kurts tiny eyes widen with renewed fear. "Whats a cat? Do they live? Could I be able to kill one?"

The older man pushed his back against a tree. "Yes. Unless you are evil then you would rescue my pet." 

"The cat wont die!" Kurt promised. "Ill save her!" Kurt quickly flew into the sky and towards the floating wooden home. He would not allow the animal to die from his doing.

Blaine watched the tiny blue light return to the sky and smirked. Hopefully his cat could catch the fairy. Kitty was always catching birds and squirrels. The dark hair boy was confident that Kitty would not cause too much damage to Kurt.

...

With little else to do then wait for his plan to work, Blaine limped his away out of the forest and towards the sandy beach. Blaines view to the sky was clear and he could see his house. The large wooden object was peacefully floating in the sky, but Blaine could tell that the house was lowering. The slow declining of the house ended when it was restored to its original designated spot among the trees. During the entirety of this time, Blaine never noticed the small blue light exist the house.

"Kitty!" Blaine called for his pet. "Kitty, come here!" For the most part, the island remained quiet with the exception of the ocean roaring in the background. The silence ended when Blaine could hear the ringing from Kittys collar jingles. "Good Kitty!" The older man praised the black and white cat when she revealed herself. The tiny animal finished the short walk towards her master. "Did you bring me a present?"

The cat was holding Kurt up by the tip of his wings with her sharp teeth.

"Get this monster off of me!" Kurt demanded. "It is going to break my wings!"

Blaine patted his lap and the black and white cat crawled onto him. "Thank you, Kitty. Now let him go." The cat proudly released her prey and Blaine wrapped his uninjured right hand around the fairy. "You are no longer in charge, Kurt. You are my property and you do what I tell you do." Hazel eyed man took his time to praise the creature in his hand. Now that Kurt was no longer yelling at him or trying to attack him, Blaine was able to admire Kurts pretty face. Considering the fairys bossy attitude and sharp tongue, the older man had not expected to see such a beauty creature with fine porcelain skin. "I order you to fix my ankle and wrist."

Kurt crossed his arms and looked away from the human. The fairy would not comply with the order.

"Fix my leg or Ill let the cat rough you up again." Blaine bluffed. He did not want Kitty to damage the beautiful thing in his hand. Kurts presence would restore his youth and Kurts body would be able to make him immortal. If Blaine was going to spend the rest of his life with Kurt, then he wanted the fairy to stay beautiful.

Kurt unfolded his arms and fearfully glanced down at the wild cat, "Alright, just no more cats."

The older man smirked and watched the fairy sparkle yellow healing dust on him. The pain that was formerly radiating off of him was gradually replaced with a cooling sensation. Soon the pain was completely gone. "You made the right choice."  Blaine complimented Kurts surrender and stood up from the ground. His ankle was no longer sprained. "Let me show you your new home."

Kurt avoided Blaines eyes and he refused acknowledged anything the human was saying to him. The fairy may have lost the battle, but the war is still raging and fight is still within him.

Blaine walked up the stairs to his home with great ease. He was starting to feel younger already. "Welcome to your new home."

When Blaine opened the front door he was emotional prepared to see the mess that Kitty made when she captured Kurt, but Blaine was not ready for the degree of damaged that he saw. The house was an utter and complete mess. Cat claws were marked up, down and across the floor. Several plant vases were shattered on the marble floor and spilled dirt appeared to be everywhere. "I see you and Kitty had some fun." Blaine felt the fairy shaking within his grip. "Im sorry if Kitty was a little too rough with you earlier, but Kitty wont be able to hurt you again...well she wont be able to hurt you again, unless you try and sneak out."

The older man stopped talking and opened the master bedroom door. The silky bed was still unmade, yet it remained looking very comfortable and inviting. Next to the bed and far from the patio door, was a large metal birdcage hanging from the ceiling. "That looks like a good size for you." Blaine opened the metal door. The cage door opened with a loud stiff sound.

Blue eyes widen with horror when Kurt realized the intentioned of the cage. "Im sorry!" Kurt panicked. "Dont put me in there! Please dont! I can be better. I can do whatever you want, just dont put me in a cage! Wings are not supposed to be locked away...Fairies are not supposed to be locked in cages. We belong in trees and in the sunlight and moonlight!" The blue fairly wrapped his arms and legs around Blaines arm and held on as tightly as he could. "What can I give you that will stop you from locking me away?"

"Give me back my youth and immortality!" Blaine barked and pealed the tiny creature from his arm. "I will come and get you later."  The cage door closed more easily then it opened. "When I come back I better look like Im twenty-one."

Kurt flew to the bars of the cage. "I dont how to do that! Please let me out!" Two pale arms reached out of the cage. "I dont like it in here. I feel trapped."

The older man stared at the beautiful creature in the restricting cage as if the request was a pathetic wish. "Kitty will keep guard while I am gone." The cat made a meow from the mention of her name. 

"I dont like her." Kurt complained. "She is mean and I dont like the way she looks at me."

Blaine stared down at his feet. Kitty was staring at the cage and licking her paws. "Then you best stay in your cage where it is safe. Ill come back later for you." Blaine closed and locked the French door that lead to the patio.

"But..." The door of the master bedroom closed before Kurt could finish his sentence. Blaine strutted out of the master bedroom and towards the master bath, leaving the blue fairy behind with nothing but metal bars and a few feet off the ground from the purring cat that wanted to eat him.     

...

The last time Blaine looked into the mirror his olive tone skin looked stiff and his dyed jet black hair was revealing traces of grey hair. Sure Blaine was still good looking. Many boys and girls less than half his age wanted him. His abs was well sculpted and his jaw was still strong. If someone were to suggest that men aged better than women, then Blaine would be the poster child for that argument. However, Blaine did not want to age well. He did not want to age at all. In a simple summary, Blaine missed looking into the mirror and seeing his cocky twenty-one year old self staring back at him. His wild twenties were sold from him and his serious thirties were too serious.

"Lets see if this worked." Blaine turned on the lights in the bathroom and stepped in front of the mirror. A long moment passed while the dark hair man stared back at his reflection. Finally the truth was spoken, "Welcome back gorgeous." Blaines hazel eyes may have seen fifty-five years of life, but his new body had the curious youth of a twenty-one year old and it looked fresh and smooth. "It is definitely good to see you again." The young boy added and pulled off his pajama shirt and stepped out of his pants. His young and strong body looked better than ever, and this time it was not for sale. "Damn, I forgot how good I looked." Blaine spun around and admired his tone back in the mirror. "I would love to fuck this body."

Blaine was not only greedy. He was also extremely self-centered and shallow. "Lets see how the rest of this hot body looks..." the last piece of clothing that covering Blaines sex was removed. "Good stuff.... Who would have thought Cooper could be right about something for a change."

Too proud of his body to cover it up again, Blaine walked out of the bathroom and went towards the kitchen. Two days before he flew onto the island he hired someone to stock his pantry with mainland breads and dairy products. The island could supply him with fruits and vegetables. The twenty-one year old was not worried with the hungry in his stomach. Instead his was more concerned his body hunger for lust and his soul want for security and immortality.

"According to the literature, mainland food can temporary enlarge a fairy to human side, and an enlarge fairy can be claimed." The cool ocean breeze flew from the opened windows and tickled Blaines olive skin. The sensual touches and reminder of the beautiful face of the fairy encourage Blaine to find mainland food and fast. The dark hair boy pulled out loaf of bread, bottle of chocolate syrup and yogurt.  "One of these should do it."

With bread, syrup and yogurt in hand, Blaine left the kitchen and returned to his master bedroom. Once Blaine reached the locked door he could hear loud bickering and scuffling on the other of the wall. 

"What in the world?" Blaine asked himself and quickly unlocked the bedroom door.

Instead of seeing an excited cat setting on the ground and guarding the cage, the hazel eyed boy saw his precious cat tearing her way up the window curtains. "Kitty, get down?" As if the cat could talk, Blaine quickly noticed that the birdcage was opened and Kurt was gone. "Kurt!"

"Go away monster!" Kurt screamed to Kitty and blew red pixie dust towards the cat. "Get out of my way!" The black and white cat fell off the window curtains and loudly cried when she hit ground.  "Dont come back up here!" The blue fairly flew towards the window and frantically tried to understand how the window opened. The fact that Blaine was angry and the cage was nearby did not go noticed. "How do these things opened?"  The fairly frowned and began hitting the glass. He was so close to escaping. He could see the ocean and trees. The warmth from the sunlight was touching his pale skin.

Before too much time could pass, Blaine leaped across the room and seizure the blue winged fairy. "Did you think you could escape me?"

"Ah!" Kurt shouted in shock and surprise. "Let me go! You cant keep me here!" Similar to how he treated the cat, Kurt blew a handful red pixie dust onto the hand wrapped around him. "I dont want to hurt you too!"

Blaine was not scared when he seen the fairys defense mechanism. "Oh no, a little dust, Im really scared now," the cocky twenty-one year old mock. The humor did not last long. "Damn!" Blaine cursed between his teeth when the effect from the red dust took effect. The effect included a strong and painful burning sensation. "You little shit." Another batch of red dust landed on his bare torso. "Do you want me to let you go?"

"Yes!"

"Then allow me to become immortal like you!" Blaine loosened his grip of the fairly. The tiny creature wont be able to unlock the window or escape around him. "If you eat this," Blaine held up the piece of bread. "Eat this and Ill let you leave afterwards."

Kurt carefully looked at the foreign food and considered Blaines offer. He had never tasted or seen bread before. "What happens if I eat that?"

"I will become immortal, like you. I promised you. All I want from you is youth and immortality. You have already given me youth, now give me immortality."

"Then you will let me leave?"

Blaine was more than greedy and full of vanity. He was also a gifted and chronic liar. "Yes. That is all my want from you."

Kurt stopped himself from making any more pain pixie dust and flew closer to Blaine. "Is that food safe to eat?"

"Yes," dark hair boy broke off a piece of bread and handed it over to the flying fairy. "Here, have some."

Two tiny hands accepted the piece of bread with caution and slowly lifted it up to his mouth. "Do I just eat it like normal food?" Blaine nodded his head. "Will this make me sick? Ive never had food from off the island."

"It is fine." The dirty minded and greedy twenty-one year old assured, "Just eat it."

Kurt sniffed at the bread. It smelt tasty and the content felt soft and fluffy, but the dilation in Blaines eyes and the fact that that human was not wearing clothing convinced the fairy that Blaine was not telling him the truth. "No!" Kurt threw the bread and blew more red and painful pixie dust into the humans hazel eyes. "I wont eat it!"

"Shit!" Blaine screamed in agony and fell towards the tiny table he had set the chocolate syrup and yogurt on. The bottle of syrup fell off the table and spilled on the floor.

"No!" The blue fairly escaped over Blaines head. "No!"

Partly and temporarily blinded from the pixie dust Blaine vainly waved his hands in the air. "Youre going to regret that when I finally caught you. Im never going to let you escape you. You will always be in the birdcage or pleasuring me one way or another."  Angry hands blindingly searched the empty air for traces of fairy wings. "Shit!" Blaine lowered his hands and began crawling his ways towards the bathroom sink. "If I lose my fairy, then will that make me lose my youth? Shit." Whatever was causing the painful sensation was tamed down with cold water. "Now, I need to figure out where that little shit lives. Then Im going to need to teach him a lesson or two."

Too frustrated and embarrassed to look back at the mirror, Blaine stormed out of his bathroom and back towards his bedroom. The dark hair boy was strongly convinced that Kurt had flown out of one of the many open windows on the first floor. However, had Blaine looked in the mirror, then he would have seen that he is still young.

"I may need to hire someone else to come out here and help me..." Blaine stopped talking to himself when he returned to his bedroom.

The surprising factor was not Kitty, who was crying and hiding beneath a pillow case. The surprise was the fact that Kurt was still present, hungering licking the syrup off the floor, and fully human size. Bright blue wings flexed upwards and the fairy remained on all fours.

"Im glad to see that if you eat mainland food, then you can turn human size." After the initial shock faded, Blaine smirked and walked closer to the boy who was kneeling on the floor and eating chocolate. "Does someone like sugar?"

The pale and tiny fairy was too consumed with the delicious syrup to pay much attention to Blaine. Kurt had never tasted something so mouthwatering before. The chocolate made his mouth thirst for more and it caused a tingling within him and an unexplainable want. It was not until Kurt felt something petting his rose petal soft wings before he finally stopped licking the floor.

Confused and scared blue eyes opened and stared up at the source that distracted him away from his tasty and addicting treat. 

"Do you like it when I pet you?" Blaine smirked when he heard Kurt purring.  "I dont think you deserve this." Blaine picked up the bottle of syrup from the ground and he cleaned the chocolate off the floor with a pillow case. "If you want chocolate, then youre going to need to earn it."

As if he was now a savage instead of a fairy, Kurt hunched his shoulders and watched as the human poured some of the delicious liquid out of the bottle and on to his sex.

Now that Kurt was not obsessing with the sweet in front of him, he was able to see other things. Blaine was the same size as him and the birdcage was tiny. "When did you become so small? How did everything in this room become so much smaller?"

"The secret is mainland food, it can make you big. You ate it, Kurt. Now youre mine."

"This is your food? I thought you wanted me to eat that." Kurt fearfully pointed to the scrape of bread of the ground.

Blaine smiled. He did not understand the fairys behavior involving sugar, but he was not going to question it. "If you want any more chocolate, then youre going to need to lick it off of me."

Kurt bent his head to his side as if the decision was a difficult one. The moment the fairy tasted the forbidden liquid all of the fire of fight within him left and pride was forgotten. He wanted chocolate. "I can have all of it?"

"Yes," the twenty-one year old approached Kurt. "It is all yours." From his position and height, Blaine admired the beautiful boy. Kurt was still dressed in layers of blue silk, but such clothes could be easy to remove. "You better hurry sweetie."

"O-o-okay," the brown hair boy leaned forward and licked the tasty syrup off of the dark hair boy. The chocolate did not taste as yummy as it did before. Another ingredient was affecting the taste, and this ingredient made the syrup taste bitter. "It doesnt the same flavor." The fairy complained.

"We can change that." Blaine grabbed a towel and whipped himself clean. "Let me help you."

A loud shriek left Kurt. "What are you doing?"

"Hold still and Ill give you candy."

A stubborn hum was all Kurt offered as a reply and he did not protest Blaine when the human began undressing him.

"On shit," Blaine gasped and breathed in the sight of the beautiful boy before him. "Why do you wear clothes? You are so beautiful." Olive tone hands stretch forward and touched the pale skin that was sparkling with blue glitter. "Youre so soft, just like your wings." Blaine secured one hand on the thin waist and the other bent towards Kurts blue wings. "Do you like the way this feels?" A loud and purr left the fairy.

"Can I have more candy now?"

"Of course," Blaine promised. "Allow me." The black hair boy lifted the fairy bridal style. The fairy fit easy in Blaines arms and the wings were flexible.

"What are you doing?" Kurt asked, but did not resist. The mainland food not only made him big, it also made him tired and confused.

Blaine laid Kurt on his stomach. "Im making myself immortal and the two of us one." Blue eyes turned around and peaked over his pale shoulder. "Dont worry, youll enjoy it. If you dont like it at first, then Ill distract you with candy."

Too afraid that Kurt would rebel against him without some distractions, Blaine quickly poured chocolate onto fingers on his left hand. "Here you go."

Kurt immediately began licking the fingers. The same tingling sensation returned to him and the warmth radiating off Blaines body emphasis the wanting feeling within the innocent fairy.

"What are you doing?" Kurt stopped licking the fingers when he felt a new sensation tickle the hole in his backside. "Dont stop now."

"Shit, if chocolate turns you into a wanting and good boy, then I better buy more sugar." The dark hair boy laughed and inserted two fingers into the fairy. "How does this feel?" Kurt purred and turned his attention back to the chocolate in front of him. "I thought so."          

Blaine continued to massage Kurt until the fairy was ready for him.

"Im never letting you go." Blaine spoke aloud. "You are my way to youth. You are my immortality. We have forever now."

The dark hair boy did not care that Kurt was licking his fingers. Blaine needed both hands to prepare him and to align himself into Kurt.

Kurts dilated blue eyes turned around in confusion. Much to Blaines delight Kurt did not look scared or resistant. "What is this feeling? I want something, but I dont know what it is?" The fairys voice was husky and it did not the smooth flow that it used to have.

"Dont worry, Sweetie. I know what you want and Ill give it to you." Blaine ended his words with the promised act. More gentle then he could be, but less harsh that he wanted to be, Blaine shoved his hips forward and his sex into its desired place. "Oh, shit," The dark hair boy growled into the nape of Kurts neck. The blue wings laid passively relax.

"Shit, shit," Blaine repeated and increased the motioning his body was inflicting as if it was a natural reflex. Between each thrust, Blaine growled and mumbled hot and breathy slurs, "Youre perfect. I feel so young, so strong, and so healthy."

Meanwhile, Kurt happily rested on the bed, drunk from chocolate and pleasurable feeling he never knew he could feel. 

"I dont need any other boy. You are all mine and Im yours."

Blaine had forgotten how sex felt for someone in his twenties versus in his fifties. His back was not hurting him and his energy was stronger and lighter. A small part of Blaine wondered if the new feeling of empowerment were from his youthful body or if he was absorbing immortality from within the body beneath him.  However, the majority of Blaines mind was mashed into a sweet sensation of passion and pleasure.

After a respectable amount of time Blaine regrettably pulled out of Kurt. The dark hair boy would have like to have stayed in longer, but immediately after he and Kurt released themselves Blaine started to feel extremely lightheaded and dizzy.

"Whats happened to you?"

Blaine ignored his guest and rolled into a sad and sickly fetal position. He did not open his eyes to see what Kurt was talking about. "What?"

"You look different."

"Well done genius," the dark hair boy grumbled. "You just now realized that Im younger."

The blue fairly giggled and stood up from the bed. "I cant wait to see your face. You are definitely immortal now and forever young."

Caught off guard by the mischief nature of the fairy, Blaine slowly opened his eyes. While Blaine was dizzy before he was completely out of proportion now. A painful throb was pulsating behind his eyes and the right side of his head felt lighter than the left side. The greatest surprise inflicted upon the dark hair boy was the burning sensation on his back.

"Oh, sorry. I should have warned you. Developing wings can be rather painful."

"What?" Blaine struggled to stand up, but his body was numb.

"I said," Kurt was now dressed again and he flow over Blaine. "I said developing wings in not a pleasant experience."

"How did you become small again?" Blaine whispered. Why did his voice sound softer than before? "Were the same size?"

The blue fairy did not answer, and instead sprinkled some green dust onto Blaine. "I think you need some rest." Blaine did not struggle against Kurts order and he did not resist the flying pixie dust that was scattered onto him. "Ill come back for you in a little while?"

A deafening sound of metal closing startled the dark hair boy, "Uh?" With shaky legs Blaine stood up and tried to find balance. When he could not find balance the dark hair boy leaned against a metal bar. "What is happening?"

Kurt flew in around the metal cage. "You wanted to be immortal and young like me. Now you are. Dont worry. I wont keep you in here forever."

Blaine screamed when he realized he was locked in the birdcage. His proud and naked body now featured hazel colored wings that were as delicate at rose petals. "What is happening?"

"Youre a fairy, now."

"But I claimed you. You belong to me. I should be immortal and not a fairy."

A sad look crossed Kurts eyes. "You did claim me. You are now my mate." The sadness was replaced with bitterness.  "You distracted me and made me share my body with yours. You are an immortal and a fairy. Maybe you should have done better research. It was foolish of you to lock me in a cage."

"Once I get out of this cage youre going to be sorry!" Blaine shouted and gust of red pixie dusk accidently erupted from his palm. "I claimed you! Im the one in charge here. When I get out of here, I will claim you again and again until you fully submit to me."

"Never."

Blaine smirked and slowly approached the door of the cage, "I never lose and we have all the time in the world to fight this fight."  

"Then I better never let you out of this cage."

The smirk on Blaines face transitioned to a wicked grin. "How are you going to do that? This cage doesnt have a formal lock. It only has a simple knob to turn. If you were able to turn a simple man made knob, then I think I can too."

Blue eyes widen with fear. Fear turned to horror when Blaine opened the door and blew paralyzing violet pixie dust at him.

The motion from Kurts wing stilled, but the certainty of plummeting to the ground was prevented when Blaine flew behind Kurt and caught him. "What did I promise again? Oh yes, it is it time I teach to stop fighting back with me. Considering Im stuck this way and because we are mates, it only makes since of what we should do next." Blaine tightened his hold around Kurt and kissed the pale cheek. "All we have is each other now, and I will be in charge."

The End