Kurt was feeling guilty. He knew he shouldn't feel guilty about having an innocent lunch with someone, but he did. Despite how innocent it was, he knew Blaine wouldn't like it.

He decided to tell him.

On Saturday, the boys would have the house to themselves for most of the day. Once they arrived in his room, Kurt decided to get it over with immediately.

"Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"Remember that guy I met at the mall a few weeks ago? The one who liked my jacket?"

"The one who claimed to like your jacket? Yeah, I know who you're talking about."

"Well, I ran into him the other day at the spice store and we got to talking and...we had lunch together. When we were done. At the spice store I mean. Not like, lunch later or something. We left the spice store and had lunch...because we were hungry. For lunch, I mean." Kurt was babbling and feeling flushed and flustered. Blaine was just looking at him, expressionless. He didn't say anything.

"I-I...just thought I should tell you."

Blaine walked over to Kurt and slid his arms around his waist.

"Why did you think you should tell me?"

"Well...because...I don't know. I just thought you should know."

Blaine gently caressed Kurt's face before sliding both hands down to his ass and squeezing. He took one hand and lightly slid his fingers a few inches into Kurt's waistband, rubbing the small of his back. He was looking intently into Kurt's eyes.

"Why did you think I should know?"

Kurt whispered."Because...I belong to you."

Blaine kissed his lips softly. He started kissing his neck, slowly. A trail of tiny, soft kisses. In between kisses, he spoke quietly in almost a whisper.

"So, why did you go?"

"Umm..." Kurt felt dizzy.

"Why did you go out with another if you know you belong to me?"

Blaine's fingers had slipped into Kurt's pants and were trailing up and down lightly along his ass crack.

Kurt's heartbeat increased and he felt dizzier. Had Blaine just asked him something?

Blaine reached around and unzipped Kurt's pants, sliding them down along with Kurt's boxers. He ran his fingers along Kurt's ass, still kissing his neck.

"Answer me, Kurt? Why did you go out with another man?"

"I'm...I'm sorry." Kurt was trembling as Blaine's fingers dipped lower and started lightly circling his asshole. Kurt gasped loudly and tried to move away, but Blaine wrapped his arm around his waist. Kurt could feel a warm tight ripple through his body. Blaine finally looked into his eyes. Kurt's breathing trembled and a streak of fear mixed with sexual arousal shot through him. Blaine's eyes were the darkest he'd ever seen them. Not black, just the deepest shade possible of their normal color.

"Why are you sorry?"

Kurt couldn't answer. He could barely breathe and he couldn't look away from Blaine's eyes.

He also couldn't move.

Blaine stepped back and swiftly took off his clothes. He then slowly undressed Kurt. Kurt just stood there, watching him. He was trapped.

"Lay down on the bed Kurt."

Kurt climbed on to the bed and laid down on his back. Blaine lay next to him. He kissed him deeply and it was as if he gave Kurt breath again, but Kurt's eyes remained locked with his. Blaine trailed his fingers up and down Kurt's chest, going a little lower each time.

"You never answered my question. Why are you sorry for going to lunch with another man?"

"Because, I shouldn't have gone because...I belong to you."

"And how could you ever forget that Kurt? How could you forget that?"

"I-I don't know. I'm sorry. I'm sorry Blaine. I..."

"Shh. It's okay beautiful. It's not your fault. It's mine. I waited too long to properly claim you as my own. It's only because I wanted you to be ready. I promised you I would take care of you and I meant it." Blaine was now alternating between gently stroking Kurt's cock and lightly massaging his balls. Kurt was starting to whine and moan but he still couldn't break the gaze with Blaine and he still couldn't move.

"Here is what we are going to do. I am going to start preparing you because, you obviously need to be well fucked in order to remember who you belong to."

Blaine had been allowing the control to run free over Kurt's body, trapping him, keeping him still and attentive. He now reigned it in a bit. He was determined not to rape Kurt and he had no intentions of fucking him anytime soon. He wanted Kurt to want it just as bad.

Kurt blinked.

"Are...are you...are we..."

"No. Not today. You have to be ready. Your body has to be ready. Today, we are going to start getting preparing you."

"How?"

Blaine grabbed a bottle of lube from Kurt's nightstand. Kurt's eyes grew wide as he watched Blaine pour a generous amount on his fingers.

"Have you ever slid your finger inside yourself, Kurt?"

Oh, these questions. Kurt turned crimson. Blaine smiled.

"Relax. One finger only."

Blaine slid down between Kurt's legs and focused his eyes on Kurt's. No control. He wanted Kurt to take it on his own.

"Look at me and relax."

"Blaine...I don't know if I can...

"Yes you can. Just like you've done everything else. Relax."

Kurt focused on Blaine. Damn he was beautiful to look at. His skin was glowing and his hair was free, allowing little curls to frame his face. Why did he look so dark and sexy...

Blaine slowly slid his finger into Kurt's ass.

Kurt screamed.

As usual, Blaine knew he should feel bad about what he was about to do, but he didn't. He had already waited too long to start this. Long enough that Kurt had been enticed to go to lunch with some stalker. He would hunt down that asshole later. For now, he needed to get Kurt ready for him. He needed to fuck him as soon as possible. Mark him. Claim him. It would give him peace of mind and protect Kurt.

With no warning, he quickly slid in a second finger. And then a third.

Kurt was screaming. "Blaine! Blaine! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Stop! I can't!"

"You can take this Kurt. You can. Just take it. Take it beautiful. Relax and take it."

"Oh, Blaine! Blaine...please..." Blaine twisted his fingers, stretching Kurt, preparing him. He was so tight and hot. Blaine's body was begging for him to just fuck him already. But Blaine refused. Kurt had to be prepared. Blaine was already pushing it.

Kurt was still screaming. Blaine thrust in further, harder, and then...

Kurt groaned. "Ohhhh..." Blaine thrust again. Kurt groaned again.

"Ohhhh...Blaine..."

Blaine twisted his fingers and thrust a few more times, listening to Kurt moan loudly, his head slowly rolling back and forth. Then he stopped, waiting for the sign.

Kurt pushed against Blaine's fingers, seeking the sensation on his own.

Perfect.

Kurt was now moaning and thrashing about. "Oh, Blaine...so good...so good...oh my."

Blaine shifted himself, careful not to remove his fingers, and inhaled Kurt's cock. He continued to thrust his fingers inside while sucking Kurt, deeply. He then allowed the control to flow. He knew it would heighten every sensation Kurt was experiencing. Kurt was now screaming at the top of his lungs, and pulling Blaine's hair. Blaine thrust harder and sucked faster.

The force of Kurt's orgasm was so strong, he sat up and threw his head back and let forth a powerful scream that came from deep within. Blaine pulled his fingers out so that he could prop himself up on his hands without letting Kurt's cock fall from his mouth. Kurt came over and over and Blaine managed to swallow every drop.

Kurt fell back on to the bed, his body shaking from the sensations still rolling through him. As he relaxed, his mind felt clear and fuzzy all at the same time. He could feel Blaine wrapping his arms around him tightly. He relaxed into his arms and starting drifting off to sleep. He could hear Blaine's voice.

"You were spectacular, Kurt. Just think what that will feel like with me inside you. I love you beautiful. I love you so much."

Kurt smiled.