Kurt reviewed his outfit in the mirror and sighed. It was such a shame that his perfect assemble would be covered up by a graduation gown. He sat down at his vanity to style his hair. As he applied a bit of gel, he thought about the first time he saw Blaine. He had wondered what type of gel Blaine used in his perfectly styled hair. He put the comb down and stared at his reflection. It was around this time last year when his skin darkened slightly. A sign of Blaine's ownership of him. A sign of his enslavement to his boyfriend. His fiancee. His master.

He fingered the K&B necklace around his neck and looked at the ring on his finger. On Sunday, he and Blaine planned to tell Burt and Carol about the engagement. Carol had noticed the ring months ago, but Kurt had claimed it was just a gift. No special significance. Carol had looked dubious but said nothing and apparently, she hadn't mentioned it to his father. Kurt always took it off before working at the shop so, he assumed his father had never noticed it. He wasn't looking forward to Sunday, but he felt it was important to tell his father before they left for school. He didn't want it to be a secret anymore. He already had so many secrets about his relationship with Blaine. The fact that this was one he could share was comforting. He just hoped Burt wouldn't lose it.

Kurt continued staring at his reflection and wondered how they would deal with the next chapter of their lives. The summer would be easy. Blaine would play tennis, Kurt would work with his dad and, they had both agreed to make a special effort to hang out with their friends before everyone scattered everywhere and nowhere. And of course, they would have sex. Lots of sex.

In the fall they would leave for New York City. Blaine was at NYU for pre-law, Kurt was at Parsons The New School for Design. Kurt had been shocked to learn that NYU did not have a fashion design major, but Parsons was a well-respected institution, having graduated amazing designers like Donna Karan, Marc Jacobs and Tom Ford. Both schools were in Greenwich Village, so he and Blaine would be close to one another, despite attending separate schools.

This had led to their first test. Kurt preferred to call it a test and not a fight.

At first, Blaine tried to get Kurt to consider another major at NYU.

"Blaine, there is nothing for me to major in at NYU. The closest they have to fashion design is costume design, and I am not interested in that."

Once Kurt convinced him that Parsons made sense, they battled over housing. Now that Kurt was at a different school, Blaine really wanted them to live together in an apartment. Kurt remained insistent about staying in the Parsons dorms.

"Kurt, it's bad enough that we aren't at the same school. We should at least live together."

"No. I want the full college experience. Living in the dorms is more than just sleeping there. It's making friends, sharing ideas, learning from others. It's a part of the educational experience."

Blaine's eyes grew darker. Sure. Educational experiences. Blaine was sure there would be plenty of gay fashion design majors who would be interested in sharing educational experiences with Kurt.

"I want you with me. I need you Kurt."

"We will live 5 minutes from each other. You will see me all the time. Besides, we both need to study. I think it's actually better this way."

"It will never be better for us to be apart."

Kurt sighed. "Blaine...please. You need to start getting used to this. We have many more separations ahead of us."

"We wouldn't if you would just agree to stay home. You don't have to have a career."

"We are not having this conversation again! I'm not going to sit home all day, waiting for you. That's not fair!"

Blaine's eyes turned black. He locked his eyes with Kurt's and placed his hand on his chest, wrapping him in his control.

"Fairness has nothing to do with this. This is not about what's fair. You are my slave and I am your master. Fairness doesn't play a role unless I decide it plays a role."

Kurt's eyes fluttered close and then open as Blaine's tone forced his mind to accept Blaine's words. And obey.

"I love you Kurt and because I love you, I find it hard to deny you what you want, so I am going to go along with this. But you need to remember, that you are my slave. Mine. I own you. Your place is with me. Your role is to serve me. That must always come first. Always. Do you understand?"

"Yes...master."

Kurt knew this was the first of many battles they would have over the next five years. He hoped Blaine's love for him would always win out over his ability to control him. Kurt planned to try and make the next four years as easy as possible, because he knew the real battle would be over his desire to intern in Europe. He knew Blaine wasn't kidding about Kurt not leaving the country without him. Would he use his power and control to keep him here?

Kurt closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He looked in the mirror. "Stop Kurt. Stop worrying about things that are four years away. A lot can change in four years. Just look at you now versus when you first walked into McKinley."

Kurt smiled at himself and continued to style his hair.

Since Blaine's graduation was on Thursday and Kurt's was on Friday, Elaine decided to throw a graduation party for both of them on Friday. Burt and Carol offered to pay half, but Elaine had refused. She was now a member of the board of the Westerville Country Club, so the party would cost her practically nothing. She encouraged Burt and Carol to invite their friends and Kurt and Blaine and Finn to invite theirs.

The party was huge. The last time Kurt could remember seeing this many glee club members and football players together, was during the halftime show of the championship football game.

Elaine took this opportunity to get to know Burt and Carol a little better. It was the first time they had actually met. They sat out on the deck, along with Joel, and chatted about how proud they were of the boys and, my doesn't time fly by, seems like they were just in kindergarten...

"...and now, here they are, graduating, off to college and engaged."

Burt and Carol looked at each other and then at Elaine.

Perhaps they had heard wrong.

"I'm sorry Elaine. What did you just say?"

"I said, and now here they are, graduating, leaving for college and engaged. It's amazing how quickly these things happen. One day, you are chasing them in the park and the next day, they are planning to get married."

Burt looked at Elaine. "Whose engaged?"

Elaine looked at him in confusion. "Kurt and Blaine. Kurt showed me his ring last summer."

Burt and Carol looked at each."Are you sure about this? Kurt never said anything to us."

"Well," Elaine began slowly, "Kurt never actually said it was an engagement ring, but...when I asked if it was, he didn't deny it."

Burt rubbed his forehead with his hands. He did not like this. Kurt was too young to make such a huge commitment and, Burt still worried about Blaine. True, Blaine had earned his respect and trust after the whole article mess last year and he liked the way he treated Kurt. He obviously loved him. A lot. Probably too much. But Burt could never completely shake the feeling that there was more going on with Blaine than what you saw on the surface. Burt could still sense and feel something, he couldn't see or describe.

He didn't want to make a scene or ruin his son's party, but he needed to know what was going on. He excused himself and went inside the main dining room. He spotted Kurt and Blaine, talking with Rachel and Mercedes.

"Uh, Kurt? Can I see you for a minute?"

"Sure."

As Kurt walked off with his father, Blaine narrowed his eyes and frowned a bit.

"Relax Blaine! He'll be back." Mercedes smiled at him.

Blaine quickly smiled back. "Yes. I know. I just always miss him when he's not with me."

Mercedes gave him a look. She liked Blaine, but she thought he was way too intense.

Burt and Kurt went out to the lobby sitting area and sat down. Before Kurt realized what was happening, Burt reached over, took his son's hand and looked at the ring.

"You wanna tell me about this?"

Kurt immediately felt nervous and scared. This was not how he had planned to do this. He was supposed to do this with Blaine. Blaine even had a speech prepared.

"It's a ring. From Blaine."

"An engagement ring?"

"Yes."

"And when exactly were you going to share this news?"

"On Sunday. Blaine and I were going to tell you and Carol on Sunday."

"So, Blaine's mom gets to know for an entire year before you mention it to us?"

Kurt was confused. He and Blaine hadn't told Elaine. Maybe Blaine told her. Wait. Maybe he had inadvertently told her.

Burt saw his confusion. "It doesn't matter. The point is, you are too young to make this kind of commitment, Kurt. You are just about to begin your life. Don't get me wrong. I like Blaine. I really do, but he's the first boyfriend you've ever had. You're about to leave for college. There are lots of other guys out there. You deserve the chance to...date a little. Determine what you like in a man. Blaine is not your only option. I know it felt like he was here in Ohio, but the world is bigger than Lima, Ohio."

Kurt shook his head. "Dad, I understand what you are saying. I really do, but Blaine is the one for me. Trust me. He is. I don't need to date other guys. I love Blaine and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I'm more sure about this than anything else in the world."

"Kurt...I just think you should give yourself some time. I'm not saying break up with Blaine. I'm just saying...don't tie yourself down with such a big commitment. Give yourself time to have some space away from him."

"We will have space away. We are going to two different schools."

"Yeah, in the same neighborhood, about 3 blocks from each other."

Kurt sighed. "Listen dad. We aren't getting married right away. We are going to finish school first. Getting married is four years away or more."

Burt studied Kurt's face. So much like his mother. Kind and loving. Four years. A lot can happen in four years. Burt decided to calm down and not get too worked up. After all, they were just kids. They probably won't be together in four years. Hell, they probably won't be together in two months. Things change when you hit a college campus. All those young people running around.

"Listen, I want you to promise me that if you meet someone you think you might like to go out with, that you'll go. Be fair to Blaine. Tell him. Don't sneak around, but I want you to go. Blaine's great, but there are other guys out there. Don't be so quick to close yourself off."

Kurt knew he would do no such thing, but if it made his father happy...

"I will dad."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Okay buddy. I love you. I just want you to be happy and to have as many opportunities as possible."

Kurt smiled. "I know. I love you too."

Burt gave Kurt a big hug and they returned to the party.

Blaine stepped out from his hiding place behind a pillar.

His eyes were black and the darkness was in a frenzy. Blaine closed his eyes and took deep breaths.

He would never hurt Burt. That would hurt Kurt too much.

But...Burt better watch it.

After the party, Kurt went home with Blaine. He was going to spend the night with him and then leave Saturday morning to spend the rest of the weekend with his family. Burt and Carol wanted to take the him and Finn to lunch and just hang out together. They knew the clock was ticking on their time with their sons. Kurt would be off to New York and Finn was headed to a small college in upstate Ohio to play football. In a matter of months, Burt and Carol would be empty nesters.

As they rode to the apartment, Kurt chatted about the party, how much fun it was, wasn't it amazing Finn manged to graduate, and what the hell was Rachel wearing. Blaine was silent. Kurt picked up on his dark mood.

"Blaine, what's wrong?"

"What did your dad want to talk about?"

Kurt sighed. "He found out about the engagement."

"And?"

"And...he wasn't happy. But we knew he probably wouldn't be. No surprise."

"What else?"

"What do you mean?"

"What else did he say?"

Kurt squirmed a little. He wasn't interested in getting Blaine mad. But, he couldn't lie to him either.

"He wants me to date other people...in college. You know I won't do that. I can't do that."

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes. "Yes, I know. You belong to me."

Kurt nodded.

X-X-X-X-X

When they arrived in Blaine's room, Blaine locked the door and sat down on the bed. He leaned back, propping himself up with his hands. Kurt knew what this meant.

"Won't your mother be home soon?"

"No. She and Joel are at the club, drinking wine and talking. She won't be back for hours." Blaine's eyes were dark, lustful and possessive. Kurt walked to the middle of the room, closed his eyes and waited. He stood there for two minutes before Blaine spoke.

"Take your clothes off, beautiful."

Kurt slowly removed his clothes. Once he was naked, he closed his eyes again and waited. He could hear Blaine undressing and then the room was silent. Finally, he felt Blaine's tongue, slowly licking him, up the back of his leg, from his ankle, to his thigh. First one leg, then the other. Kurt's head relaxed and fell back, rolling from side to side as he melted under Blaine's touch. He placed tiny kisses all over Kurt's thighs and ass cheeks, working his way up until he was standing. He gently sucked on Kurt's neck, leaving small passion marks on Kurt's skin before whispering in his ear. "On your knees." Kurt immediately fell to his knees and looked up into Blaine's eyes. Blaine laced his fingers tightly in Kurt's hair and tugged his head back.

"Tell me who you are?"

"I'm your slave."

"And who am I?"

"You are my master."

Blaine stared deep into Kurt's eyes. "Don't you ever forget that. Now, open your mouth."

Blaine held Kurt's head steady as he forcefully fucked his mouth. Kurt moaned and waited eagerly for Blaine to come, but he didn't. Instead, he worked himself up to that point and then pulled out of Kurt's mouth. "On your knees, on the bed." Kurt scrambled up on to the bed and obediently assumed the position. Blaine slid three fingers into him, causing him to cry out. After a few minutes, he slammed into him, fucking him harder and harder until Kurt could barely breathe or scream. It was rough and brutal. Finally, as Blaine reached his climax, he pulled out and came all over Kurt's back. Kurt fell forward on to the bed, his dick aching for relief. He started rubbing slightly against the sheets, but Blaine ordered him to stand up. Kurt climbed out of bed and stood in front of Blaine. Blaine turned him around and slowly licked his own cum off of Kurt's back. Kurt was so hot and so turned on, he could barely stand. He hoped Blaine would grab his dick and give him relief, but he didn't.

Once Blaine was done licking Kurt's back, he pulled him back down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around him. Kurt snuggled up against him, but he was restless and desperate for relief. He needed to come. Bad. Blaine's voice was quiet.

"Tonight you don't get relief and you don't get to taste or feel my cum. I'm tired of all this talk of you leaving me. Tonight, you suffer."

"But..."

"In silence."

Blaine kissed Kurt gently on the lips. Kurt moaned in frustration. He eventually fell asleep, but it was a restless sleep. His dick was aching and his body felt the torment of being so close to Blaine, but not allowed to have him.

In the morning, Kurt woke up to Blaine placing small kisses on his chest. Kurt grabbed Blaine's hair and pulled his mouth to his for a long, passionate kiss. He moaned desperately. "Please?" Blaine smiled. He slid down and took Kurt's cock in his mouth and began to suck. Kurt smashed his face with a pillow so Elaine wouldn't hear him. It only took a few minutes for him to come hard. Blaine smiled as he swallowed. He moved back up, rolled on to his side, propped his head up with his hand and looked at Kurt. Kurt had his eyes closed and was breathing hard.

"And yet, you want to leave me."

Kurt said nothing.

"And run around Paris."

Kurt still said nothing.

"You can't leave me Kurt. Ever."

Kurt remained silent.

The summer passed quickly. Kurt cherished his time working at the shop with his dad. He was going to miss him. Burt said nothing else about the engagement and Kurt was grateful. He didn't want to argue. He just wanted to enjoy their time together.

As planned, he spent time with Mercedes, Rachel and the rest of glee club. The fact that this might be the last days they spent together, singing and acting silly made Kurt sad. He would miss his friends.

Blaine spent time with his Warbler friends and his mom. Elaine had worked hard over the past year to re-establish a connection with her son. They never discussed James or all the horrible things of the past. They just focused on the present. Blaine was happy to have the mother of his childhood back.

He also went to visit O.

Blaine and Kurt had not returned to O's house since their first visit. Before that first visit, Blaine had woken up at 2:00 am, for three nights in a row, his body hot and the darkness thrashing around. The nighttime episodes had returned, so Blaine decided it was a sign for him to go see O, but this time, he wanted to go alone.

When he arrived at the house, he didn't hesitate to walk up the steps and straight towards the door. It opened automatically.

"Mr. McDougal?"

"In here Blaine. In the kitchen."

O was sitting at the kitchen table frosting cupcakes. Blaine was surprised. O looked up and smiled at him.

"Cupcakes are one of your favorites, right?"

"How did you know I was coming?"

"How did you know to come?"

Blaine sat down. O stood up and took two glasses from the cupboard. He poured them both some milk and pushed the plate of cupcakes towards Blaine.

"Help yourself."

Blaine started munching on a cupcake. O started talking.

"So, you and young Kurt are off to college."

"Yes."

"Same school?"

"No. Different schools, but in the same neighborhood. We will be three minutes from each other."

O nodded. "How do you feel about that?"

Blaine looked at him. "I hate it. He should be with me."

"So, why are you letting him go to this other school?"

"Because...he really wants to do fashion design and they don't have that at NYU and...I love him and he wants this so..."

O smiled and nodded. "Good for you Blaine. You're listening to your love for Kurt instead of your power over him. That is a good thing."

Blaine felt angry. "Is it? How can it be a good thing for us to be apart? He's my slave. He should be with me."

"Then why don't you force him to be with you?"

Blaine sighed. "Because I love him. I love him so much and I want him to be happy."

O nodded. "And that's good Blaine. That's your love for him protecting you. Keeping you from getting too caught up in your power and control. Don't make the same mistake your grandfather made."

Blaine suddenly remembered what his father had said. "Did my grandmother really want to die or did my grandfather force her to?"

O sat back. His eyes saddened. He was quiet for a moment.

"I really don't know. I could only go by what Tania told me, and in the days following your grandfather's death, Tania was inconsolable and...broken. Her heart wasn't just broken. She was broken. I'm honestly not sure if she could have gone on without him. I believe she really wanted to die."

Blaine felt better hearing this. His father was wrong. His grandfather hadn't killed his wife. And Blaine would not kill Kurt.

"Okay. So, I have to be a good master. Doesn't Kurt have to be a good slave?" And not go running off to Europe.

O sat back and eyed Blaine critically. "Yes. Yes, he does."

"He's supposed to take care of me, right?"

"Yes."

Blaine nodded. Uh huh. That's what he thought. Kurt can't take care of me if he is in Europe.

O narrowed his eyes. "You can't abuse him Blaine."

"I know that! I would never abuse Kurt...but I can make him do what I want. Right?"

"Of course."

"And, it's not abusive for me to deny him something he wants."

O shifted in his chair. He looked at Blaine. He wondered what Kurt wanted that Blaine planned to deny.

"No. It's not abusive. You are the master. He must obey you."

Blaine sat back and smiled. Okay. This was good.

O leaned forward and looked deep into Blaine's eyes.

"Please Blaine. Please be careful. You are so much like your grandfather. Please don't lose your way. Don't fall prey to the darkness that lives in you. It is strong. It is powerful. And it can kill you. It can also punish you. Please be careful and please be a good master to Kurt. Yes, you own him and yes, he must obey you, but be careful. You must maintain a balance. Be very careful Blaine."

"I will. I promise."

As O watched Blaine drive away he sighed deeply and spoke out loud.

"Oh, Jim. He is so much more powerful and darker than you ever were. I fear for him. And for Kurt."

August arrived, hot and sticky. The boys were in full packing mode. Kurt agonized over what outfits to take and what outfits to leave behind until Blaine reminded him that he could store stuff at his apartment. Kurt squealed in delight until Burt reminded him that the truck would only hold so much and that there needed to be room for Blaine's things as well.

They were scheduled to leave early Saturday morning. Kurt and Blaine were going to drive the truck, while Carol and Burt followed behind in the car. Elaine and Joel were flying and would meet them there. Despite all the things left to do, Blaine convinced Kurt to spend the night with him that Thursday. He had planned something special.

Kurt arrived at Blaine's around 8:00 pm. He was surprised to see Blaine standing by his car, waiting for him. Blaine told him to bring his bag and get in.

As they rode along, Kurt talked nonstop until he realized they had just entered Park Hills Anderson.

"Are we going to your old house?"

"You could say that."

"What? I thought your dad sold it."

"He did."

Sure enough, they pulled up in front of Blaine's childhood home. Blaine was surprised to feel a little pang of sadness as he walked up to the front door. His early years in this house had been great. It was only the later years that were miserable.

He rang the bell and a small woman with short blonde hair answered.

"Hiya Blaine! Come on in sweetie."

"Hi Mrs. Abernathy. This is my boyfriend Kurt."

"Pleased to meet ya."

Once inside the foyer, she turned to Blaine.

"Well, I know you don't need me to show you the way. I'll leave the backdoor unlocked just in case you need something in the middle of the night."

"Thank you and thanks for allowing us to do this. It really means a lot."

"No problem. You boys have a nice night."

Kurt was completely confused. "Blaine, what are we doing here? Are we spending the night in your old room?"

"Nope. Come on." He grabbed Kurt's hand and led him through the house, out the backdoor and across the backyard. Kurt soon realized where they were headed.

They walked through the woods and down the small path to Blaine's treehouse.

"I'll go up first and then you throw your bag up to me."

Kurt carefully climbed the stairs. Once he reached the top, he was surprised to find that he could actually stand up without hitting his head. He turned around and gasped.

There was an air mattress covered by a comforter in the middle of the space. There were rose petals strewn about and Blaine had set up speakers for his iPod, so there was music playing. Two oil lamps were lit and Blaine was busy lighting candles throughout the room. He turned to Kurt.

"I wanted to spend one last night here. This was always my favorite place as a kid. I stopped by one day to see who the new owners were and, Mrs. Abernathy was super nice. She said we were welcome to spend the night as a final farewell." Blaine slid his arms around Kurt's waist. "Plus, we never got to have sex up here."

Kurt laughed. It was all so romantic and sweet and Blaine looked like an adorable little boy.

They laid on the mattress and ate junk food. Blaine had brought all the treats he loved as a kid. Kurt bemoaned the weight he was going to gain in one night. Blaine looked at him, his eyes full of love.

"You are perfect Kurt. Perfect and beautiful. Your figure is lovely, your skin is like silk, your lips are sweet and your ass is divine. You are my perfect, beautiful boyfriend/fiancee/slave. And, I love you."

Kurt sighed happily as Blaine kissed him. A long, sweet, slow kiss that sent shivers up his back and made his toes curl. For almost an hour, Blaine lovingly kissed every inch of Kurt's body, murmuring words of love between kisses. Their lovemaking was gentle, slow and sweet. They gazed into each others eyes and enjoyed the closeness of their bodies, the touch and smell of the other. They made love throughout the night. They would fall asleep and then, after a few hours, one would wake the other and they would make love again. In the morning, they pledged themselves to the other.

"Kurt, beautiful, I promise to love you forever and ever and even after that. I will be a good master to you and I will always take care of you. Always."

"Blaine, I promise to love you forever and ever and even after that. I will be a good slave to you and I will always take care of you. Always."