Blaine knew that he was going to have to tell Kurt soon, but he was still unsure of how to bring it up. How exactly did you tell your boyfriend that you were a werewolf? And how exactly did you tell him that your instincts were telling you to submit to him every time he’s in the same room?

Kurt was an alpha, Blaine could tell. All it would take is one bite and Kurt would be a wolf like him. He’d press Blaine down with his teeth at his throat and force him to submit, God, Kurt would be so strong and fierce. Blaine would follow him anywhere if he were his pack leader. He’d run with him in the moonlight and shift with him and mate with him and-what? Blaine shook his head and growled at himself. He was getting worked up, and Kurt was just downstairs. He had to calm down before Kurt returned otherwise Kurt would look at him with that wondering look on his face.

Instead, Blaine concentrated on the smells of Kurt’s room. The lighter smells that came from Kurt’s moisturiser, and the darker, earthy smells that were purely Kurt. Blaine could smell the tissue in the bathroom that Kurt had used to clean himself up after he’d jerked off the night before. The sweat was still clinging to the sheets, although it was only Blaine’s heightened senses that allowed him to smell that. He walked over to Kurt’s bed and, with a quick listen to make sure he wasn’t coming, Blaine crawled on and rolled onto his back.

Blaine nuzzled his face into Kurt’s pillow, inhaling his scent and covering himself with it. He writhed a little, trying to touch as much of Kurt’s bed as possible with as much of himself as possible. He’d rather have done it naked, but Kurt would be back soon, and Blaine had no time. He rucked up his shirt a little and his eyelids fluttered at the feeling of soft sheets against his skin.

Blaine was so caught up in the sensations of Kurt’s scent and bed that he didn’t hear Kurt come back into the room until he heard a bemused snort.

“Again? Seriously, Blaine? What is up with you lately?” Kurt asked. Blaine was about to twist onto his back to answer Kurt when suddenly Kurt launched himself onto Blaine’s back. He lay on Blaine, covering him, and hooked his chin over Blaine’s shoulder. “Hm?”

“Your bed is really comfy.” Blaine supplied weakly. His mind was hazy with pleasure. Kurt was lying on him, pressing him down, dominating him even if he didn’t realise it. All Blaine needed now was for Kurt to-ah, yes-bite him on the back of his neck. Kurt playfully nipped at the nape of his neck before laying his head down again.

“I don’t know what it is you’re not telling me, but I love you, okay?” Kurt said. Blaine nodded and twisted his head for a kiss.

“Do you mind if we take a nap?” Blaine asked hesitantly, not wanting to push his luck. Kurt nodded and shifted until he was only half on Blaine, not wanting to crush him. Blaine whined quietly and shuffled back under Kurt until he got the message and settled onto Blaine’s back. Surrounded by Kurt’s scent and warmth, Blaine fell asleep instantly. If he twitched a little, and snuffled in his sleep, well, Kurt would find out eventually anyway.