Blaine opened his eyes.

It was dark outside. They had slept all day.

He stood up slowly, walked to the mirror and looked at his reflection.

He looked different. His eyes were very clear, yet slightly darker. His skin looked darker as well, as if he had a slight tan. He hadn't had a haircut in a while so, his hair was long, curly and messy. He turned so that his back was facing the mirror and peered over his shoulder. There were red scratches all over his back from Kurt clawing him.

He felt different. His mind was clear and felt very...free. He felt...lighter.

Where was the darkness? He closed his eyes and searched inside himself. He found it, but it was still. Quiet. Relaxed.

Of course.

He looked at Kurt, sleeping soundly.

Heaven calms the hell.

He laid back down beside Kurt and watched him sleep. Kurt was lying on his stomach, his arms folded under his head. He had several large bruises on his back. Blaine frowned. He hated being the one responsible for marring Kurt's beautiful, porcelain skin. He ran his finger lightly along the bruises before leaning down and kissing them softly. Kurt didn't stir under his touch. He was completely drained and exhausted.

Blaine closed his eyes and replayed fucking Kurt in his mind. He'd never felt more powerful. Now, he was complete. He was happy and the darkness inside him seemed satisfied. Now that he possessed Kurt, perhaps the darkness would lessen. He needed to make sure he kept it under control. He couldn't let it take over. Unless of course, someone threatened Kurt. Then he would have to kill. He'd definitely let the darkness take over for that.

He went into the master bathroom and began to run a bath. Kurt was going to need this. Blaine was sure he would be incredibly sore when he woke up. He would take care of him. Always. Of course, Kurt would have to get used to being sore. From now on, Blaine would always top and he planned to fuck the hell out of Kurt until it was time to leave on Sunday.

He finished drawing the bath and returned to the bedroom. Kurt was awake.

"Hello beautiful. How do you feel?"

Kurt thought about this. He definitely felt different. He looked at Blaine. He loved him, now more than ever. He no longer just wanted him. Now, he needed him. Like air. He had to be with him, near him. He belonged to Blaine and all he wanted was to be with him and make him happy. He'd always wanted that but now...now it was...he couldn't explain it.

"I feel like...like I'd do anything for you. Anything."

Blaine smiled and ran his fingers through Kurt's hair as a surge of power ripped through him.

"I know you would, beautiful. And, you will."

Yes. Kurt was definitely his.

Blaine scooped him up in his arms. As he carried him to the bathroom, Kurt caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror.

"Wait! Put me down."

He looked at his reflection. Like Blaine, his eyes were very clear and slightly darker. His skin was darker as well. He noticed the similar changes in Blaine. He stared at their reflections, fascinated. His voice was a whisper.

"What's happened to us?"

Blaine stood behind him, his arms wrapped around Kurt's waist, his head resting on his shoulder. "It's a combination of the darkness inside me and my possession of you."

"The darkness inside you? What are you talking about?"

Blaine had promised Kurt that he would never lie to him. It wasn't lying if you didn't have the answers, right? Or, just wasn't ready to share?

"Nothing. Just a way of describing my...owning you. Claiming you."

Kurt felt a delicious, warm sensation ripple through his body.

"So...your darkness, or whatever, is in me?"

"Just a little. Just a small piece of me in you. A sign that you belong to me."

Blaine picked Kurt up and carried him into the bathroom, sitting him down gently in the bathtub. He climbed in behind him and settled him against his chest. They sat in silence until Kurt spoke.

"Blaine...what exactly is the darkness?"

Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt. He loved him. He owned him. He was his. He deserved to know. Or at least, to know as much as Blaine knew.

"I'm not really sure. It's a...feeling. A power. I don't know. I just think of it as my...protection."

"Protection from what?"

"Whatever tries to hurt me. Or you."

"Have you always had it?"

"I don't think so. I don't remember it being there when I was younger."

"When did you first notice it?"

"When I turned 16."

"Does it scare you?"

Blaine thought for a moment. "No. Does it scare you?"

Kurt's voice was a whisper. "Yes."

Blaine wrapped his arms around him. "Don't be scared. I would never, ever harm you. I love you. You belong to me. You will always be safe with me."

Kurt snuggled closer to Blaine.

Blaine's voice was very quiet. "Who am I Kurt?"

Kurt sat up and turned to look into Blaine's eyes.

"You are my master."

"And don't you ever forget it."