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Shattered Darkness	By : BeyondTheBlade Category: G through L > Glee Views: 7469 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shattered Darkness
Alright, Pervs, I know you've been waiting for this. You're just laying in bed now on your iPods and phones looking for something smutty to read before you fall asleep, aren't you?
That's right, I see everything.

The moment the words were out of his mouth, Kurt almost wished he could take it back.
Almost.
Instantly, he found himself being flipped over onto his back, Blaine was on top of him, his full weight pressing the boy against the bed, the man intertwining their fingers and pinning his hands down on either side of his head. A whine escaped him when his legs were forced apart by one of his knees, and he squirmed a little, but couldn't move his body that much.
Those piercing hazel brown eyes were so intense, they seemed to penetrate his very soul. He felt exposed and vulnerable, frightened, yet at the same time he didn't particularly mind it...
Lips brushed his ear, the warm breath against his neck sending a shiver up his spine, especially when that knee pressed against his groin with more force, making not-so-subtle rubbing motions that caused him to whimper. "You really don't want that, Kurt." The way Blaine said his name made his mouth go dry. "Once you go down this road, there is no returning. You would be giving up everything..." Even as he spoke, both of them knew the words were meaningless.
He'd already lost everything, and he was never going back. His normal life was gone forever, Blaine had made that quite clear by abducting him and taking him half way across the country without his consent. He had nothing else to lose at this point.
Eventually, the boy managed to speak up, "T-There's already no going back for me...Blaine. You took it all without my permission. But this is my choice. I-If you don't think I can handle it, then just come out and say so. But don't pretend like you're trying to protect me from something - I've seen that side of you, and I'm not scared." That last part was a lie, he was downright terrified. But at the same time, he couldn't help but realize he was starting to not care...
"I don't want to hurt you." He closed his eyes when Blaine's lips brushed his ear, so gently, but it still made his body pulse with desire.
Turning his head, the man looked down into the teenager's brilliant blue eyes, and saw his expression change ever so slightly, "You've already hurt me." He said truthfully, and before Blaine could reply, Kurt lifted his head as best he could, pressing their lips together softly.
Blaine closed his eyes, returning the kiss just as deeply, feeling the promise behind it. He could tell the boy wanted to go further tonight, but it couldn't happen, not like this.
Could it?
Reluctantly, he broke away from those sweet-tasing lips, not missing the whine Kurt made, and smiled down at him, "I can't agree to anything until I've at least educated you more, Pet. This isn't a decision you make on a whim. I want you to really think about it. Then we can experiment all you want. It's not that I don't want to try, because I do. When you know more, we could do plenty together... I could...tie you up, whip you, spank you..." he nipped the boy's lower lip, "Or maybe I'll just handcuff you to the bed, then fuck you until you're raw and coming all over yourself..." He chuckled.
Kurt actually groaned in frustration, wiggling his hips a little, trying to get some friction as Blaine's leg was pressed right there, and it was tormenting him. "Y-You can't just...say stuff like that!" he gasped out, his cheeks rather flushed, and it was obvious just hearing some of what Blaine had planned was getting him...worked up. "And... I don't need to think about it."
"I'd still rather wait a while..." The man smiled rather playfully, and keeping teenager's wrists pinned by bracing one arm across them, he used his other hand to sneak down between their bodies, cupping Kurt through his pajama pants, palming at his cock gently as he rubbed up and down.
"A-Ah..." Kurt struggled under him, panting at the tingles that started running along his skin like an electric current.
"...Doesn't mean we can't still have some fun, though..."
Blaine grinned down at him, and Kurt had a feeling they wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight. Releasing the teenager's wrists, the young man slipped further down on the bed as he started to rub more firmly at Kurt's member, and the brunette's hands immediately buried themselves into the bedsheets.
"S-Stop teasing me!" Kurt whined, his face turning an even deeper shade of red, embarrassed by how high-pitched and needy his voice was sounding.
Smiling up at him playfully, Blaine replied, "Who said I'm teasing?"
Before Kurt had a chance to ask what he meant by that, the man was tearing down his pajama bottoms with is teeth, and the sight alone had him getting almost impossibly harder.
The Dom was smirking at him, as he suddenly reached over to the bedside table and grabbed something from the drawer. When he lifted up the item, Kurt felt his heart begin to race.
Handcuffs.
"Are you okay with this?"
Not trusting his voice, the boy nodded numbly, eyes wide.
Blaine gently took one of his wrists and closed a cuff around it, causing him to shiver at the cool metal against his skin. He looped them through the intricate metal frame of the headboard and closed the second cuff around his other wrist.
Gazing up at his bound hands curiously, Kurt gave an experimental tug, feeling his stomach flutter with excitement when he realized the handcuffs weren't those cheap fake ones with two keys and a secret way to undo them that you could buy as a costume piece. They were legit stainless steel like ones cops probably used. It was strange, and he would have thought it over more, but something else caught his attention...
A hot mouth ghosted over his member lightly, drawing a quiet, confused whimper from him.
What was he doing? Weren't they going to have sex now?
"B-Blaine? What are you do-Oh God!" Kurt cried out as the man sunk his mouth down over the boy's cock. Sparks of pleasure shot up his spine at unfamiliar sensation of having something so warm and wet around him.
Kurt's hands fumbled, jerking against the handcuffs as he gripped the metal bars tightly, and the heat that had gradually building in his lower abdomen throughout the night was suddenly all consuming. His mind clocked out, leaving him unable to think straight.
He mewled as Blaine pulled his head back, fingers digging into the teenager's hips painfully, not that he noticed, holding them down as they suddenly seemed to move on their own.
The man let out a low chuckle as he dipped down again, spreading those pale, trembling thighs wider while he slowly dragged his tongue up the boy's cock, licking a flat line from the base of his shaft to the tip, before drawing his lips tight around the head and sucking.
Kurt squealed in delight, unable to even feel ashamed at how loud he was, wriggling helplessly on the mattress, panting as the air in the room suddenly seemed too thick to breathe properly.
Weakly moaning his Master's name as the older male took his length completely into his mouth, that wet tongue was just everywhere.
Squeezing his eyes shut tightly, Kurt sucked in a choked gasp as Blaine suddenly took him even deeper. The teen whimpered desperately, straining to move his hips up, or bury his fingers in those dark curls, or do anything, but the man had him completely immobile.
Everything was so frustrating, being unable to do anything but lay back and feel. The vulnerability scared him a bit, and yet it was so impossibly arousing at the same time...
It didn't take long for Kurt to get on the edge, despite how torturously slow Blaine was being. The boy writhed beneath him, letting out little panting cries and begging, "M-Master... please. Just... do something!" He pleaded, "I can't take it anymore!"
Blaine slowly pulled off of the boy, smirking down at him when he whined at the loss, "You really want me to do what I said earlier, hmm? You want me to play with your body, make you beg?" He pushed one finger against Kurt's hole, watching as his eyes widened, whimpering quietly as he gave a quick nod.
"Y-Yes. Please."

Kurt had been surprised when Blaine offered to really go through with what he had said. Maybe he had managed to convince him that he didn't need time to think about it, or maybe the raven-haired man was simply just as turned on as he was.
Either way, he couldn't be sure how he felt about this current predicament. It was unbearable, but at the same time he was loving it.
Sprawled out on the bed, his hands still cuffed to the headboard, and his legs were spread open wide, ankles tied to the bottom corners of the bead, a metak bar between his knees that forced him to keep himself on display.
Not that he could tell, since he was blindfolded.
That wasn't the worst part though. Because Blaine had put a fucking cock ring on him again. This one was different though, it was vibrating.
He panted and squirmed, arching off of the bed as Blaine twisted his fingers inside of him, thrusting them in and out hard and brutally, occasionally reaching up to give the boy's nipples a gentle twist, enjoying the way he tugged at his restraints, wanting to touch his Master, to do something.
Blaine wasn't finished though, not even close. Kurt wanted to know what sort of things he was into, well, he was learning it now.
The boy was lucky, since out of the three of them Blaine was the least fucked up, as surprising as that was. Cooper was big on physical punishments, and he had finally found a lover who could enjoy it and handle it - Sushmita. Viv had no current partner to speak of, but it was probably because she was the worst.
Whether in romance or simply in bed, she preferred playing twisted mind games above all else.
But Blaine? He was different. Sure, the mindset added to the enjoyment of it all, and pain could be fun in the right context, but he'd always liked one particular thing about bondage...
He loved to torment his partners with pleasure. Hearing them beg, seeing how desperate they'd become for a release, no matter how brief it was.
And he was very much planning to enjoy driving Kurt insane with lust. Even if it was for just one night, because he was sure the kid wouldn't want to try again after this, so he was going to savour the time that he had.
Smirking slightly as he pulled his fingers out of the boy, listening to his whine of protest, he glanced over at the black box sitting on the edge of the bed. "You wanted me to show you, Kurt. But for now you'll have to settle for simply feeling." He said chipperly as he lifted the lid off, taking the item out of the satin-lined container. He lightly fingered the deep purple object.
"M-Master?" Kurt's face scrunched up with confusion as he felt something being fastened around his waist, thighs and hips. The coarse material felt strangely similar to a harness, which he knew because of being in countless local musical productions growing up.
What was it for though?
It didn't take him long to find out, and he gasped as something was pressed against his hole. It was...big, thicker than the vibrator used on him a while back. He squirmed a bit, feeling it press inside. It was long, too, but thankfully it slid in rather easily do to Blaine preparing his body earlier.
Just what did the man have planned?
Blaine was grinning widely, watching the blindfolded boy shift and groan quietly as he adjusted to the size of the massive sex toy inside of him.
Kurt understood as he felt Blaine playing with the straps, tightening them. They were meant to hold the whatever-it-was inside of him. But why? Surely something that big wouldn't just fall out...right?
The Dom had to admit, seeing his pet like this was a huge turn on. This 'little' toy had been purchased on a whim, to be honest. He'd seen it online and just bought it, regretting it after because it wasn't like he needed it for anything. He'd only taken it out of the box once, and it wasn't returnable even if he hadn't, so he'd packed it up and stored it away in his playroom, figuring maybe he'd find a use for it some day.
Even if it had been rather useless to him at the time, he had to admit it was impressive, and probably worth the money. Not only did it vibrate at a powerful setting, it also had massage beads underneath the silicone covering, a thrusting mechanism on the tip, ridges meant to stimulate, and the curved design (supposedly) made it ideal for men because it easily reached the prostate.
Who better to test it out on than the brunette who was practically begging to be played with earlier?
"What...what is it, Master?" Kurt asked, a small stutter in his voice due to the gentle pulses coming from the ring, making it difficult to focus on what he was saying.
Playing with the little remote in his hand, Blaine smiled, "It's called the Ultraviolet Supernova."
The teenager frowned and strained against the restraints, "W-Wait a minute! It's called what?" he asked, a small hint of fear in his voice.
What the hell was that supposed to mean? He was starting to panic a bit now, "Master, I-" He never got to finish his sentence though, because at that moment Blaine pressed down on the tiny button, causing it to flicker to life with an audible buzzing sound.
"A-Ahhh!" Kurt's reaction was instantaneous: He started shaking on the bed, hands clenching into tight fists above his head, desperately pulling at his restraints as he tried to get free, crying out loudly. "O-Oh God, oh my God! M...Master, t-turn it off!" he panted, arching his back, feeling the monsterous item inside of him thrusting hard against that spot, the vibrating was quickly overwhelming him, driving him mad within seconds. "P-Please! Ah...ah...ahhhhnn! It's t-too much!" he choked out.
Blaine's mouth hung open slightly, watching the boy thrash and squirm helplessly, his begging quickly deteriorated into half-sobs and whimpers, his legs quivering, face shining with sweat. "...nnnngh...oh...ah...ah...please." He writhed, his head fell back against the pilllows, hips twitching as his toes curled, the pleasure was too much, too over stimulating, his stomach clenched, fiery need scorching him.
It was the single hottest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
Shaking his head slightly, Blaine sat up on his knees, watching with interest, before his hand slid between the teenager's legs, clicking on the massage feature, watching as Kurt jerked forward against his bonds, as though he were being electrocuted.
"N-No!" He whined, muscles flexing as he fought against his restraints, trying to curl up into himself. His face was flushed a dark shade of pink, both embarrassed and highly aroused. "Ahhnnn! S-Stop it... Master, pl-please, I c-can't take it...!" he gasped out, back arching at another painful degree, but he couldn't escape the buzzing, all consuming sensations. The harness made sure it stayed firmly lodged inside of him.
Kurt twitched when lips pressed against his ear, whispering to him, "There's no going back, remember?" Blaine purred, his voice thick with lust.
"Mm...ah...nngh..." The brunette was shuddering, shivers constantly going down his spine, whimpering as he did his best to keep breathing properly. His whole body was surging with far-too-powerful feelings, and he just couldn't get away. "A-Ahnn, oh...hah...ah..."
A harsh sob ripped from his throat as Blaine's hand suddenly closed around his aching cock, stroking it in gentle, feather light touches that were sending him over the edge. He twisted wildly, choking on a cry as the ring was abruptly removed. And then he was coming, hot and hard, screaming.
Panting, Kurt was exhausted as he collapsed against the bed, and the man was quick to turn the vibrator off before it could cause him pain from oversensitivity.
As gentle as he was, Kurt still winced slightly when he eased the thing out of his body, putting it off to the side to clean later. He crawled up to the boy's side and gave him a surprisingly long, lingering kiss, before reaching up to unlock the handcuffs.
"How was that?" Blaine asked, warily, hoping he didn't overdo it and freak the teenager out too much. God knew their vanilla sex was fantastic on its' own, but he hoped he didn't turn the brunette off of kinky stuff for good.
Kurt rubbed his wrists, smiling breathlessly as he reached up to remove the blindfold. "It was...wow..." he mumbled, sounding a bit unsure. "It was certainly overwhelming, but good." He murmured, glancing down where the purple vibrator was, his eyes widening. Had that really been inside of him?
"So you wouldn't be opposed to doing something like that again?" Blaine asked, pulling the boy close in his arms, stroking his sweaty, tousled hair.
"Definitely not opposed. I get the feeling you won't go easy on me." He hummed, resting his head against the man's chest.
"Probably not." Blaine murmured, pressing a kiss to his forehead, "Have you thought of a safe word to use yet?"
Blinking at the reminder that he would need one, Kurt gave a slight nod, lifting his head up to whisper it in Blaine's ear.
Surprised, but also amused, he raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
"Yes."
"As you wish." Blaine closed his eyes, quite content to simply go to sleep right then and there, but apparently Kurt noticed something that had managed to slip his mind. The raven-haired man's eyes opened when he felt Kurt cup his hard cock through his pants, his expression scrunched up, looking at Blaine in confusion, "Do...do you want me to..." he trailed off, looking uncertain, a cute blush dusting his cheeks.
How he still managed to be so easily flustered after all that was amazing.
"Did you want to try something else new tonight?" Blaine asked, reaching up to brush some of the chestnut locks from his face.
"I-I guess..."
Blaine smiled, "Sit on me."
Kurt's eyes flashed up from where he'd been staring at the pattern on the bedspread, "W-What?" he asked, squeaking nervously.
"Don't worry, I'll guide you, just straddle my waist and I can show you." He instructed softly.
Swallowing hard, Kurt climbed out of his Master's arms, hesitantly doing as he was told. It felt strange and awkward, but maybe it was because he had no clue what was going on, not really.
The raven-haired man's hands went to his hips immediately, fingers fitting into the bruises already there. He helped Kurt lift himself up, and when the boy realived what was going on he fumbled, grabbing onto the headboard across from him to steady himself.
He sucked in a breath, feeling Blaine's cock press against him from below. He was unsure, because wouldn't just...sitting on it hurt him? He had no idea what he was doing.
Obviously Blaine didn't have the same concerns though (then again he was far more experienced), because he spread Kurt open slightly and without missing a beat, tightened his grip and slammed him down hard.
"Oh!" Kurt cried out at the feeling, heat tingling in his stomach again. This position was very different from the others he had done. He felt more of Blaine inside of him this way than he had before.
"Do you trust me?" Blaine asked, gritting his teeth, because the feeling of Kurt completely surrounding him still hadn't gotten old. He was still tight, even after being stretched by his fingers and a vibrator. It was unbelieveable.
"Y...yes..." The brunette breathed out, feeling himself getting incredibly horny again from just sitting there. He needed movement, friction, anything.
Smiling at how he didn't even hesitate, the Dom grabbed both of Kurt's legs, pulling them up and manuvering them so they were situated on either side of his hips, surprised (even though he shouldn't have been) by how flexible the kid was.
"Ready?" Blaine double-checked, returning his hands to the boy's hips, waiting for him to give a slightly shaky nod, before he slowly helped him lift back up, showing him how it was done, and then pulling him back down, a little too quickly, but both of them moaned in response.
Kurt's grip tightened on the headboard, and he let Blaine lead and show him how it was done, but unconsciously he was moving along too, using his leg muscles to help pull himself up, and it didn't take long to get a rhythm going, but Kurt was squirming above him, groaning in frustration because his own movements felt awkward and clumsy and he wasn't really sure of what he was doing.
"Master..." He mumbled, biting his lower lip, but Blaine held his hand up to stop him, giving his thigh a reassuring pat, "It's okay." His voice was thick, "I've got you." He lifted Kurt up again with his surprising strength, before forcing him back down sharply on his cock.
The boy moaned loudly at the hard thrust, "Aah! Oh...nnngh..." He pressed his lips together hard, trying to hold back the embarrassingly loud noises as Blaine started rocking up into him while slamming him back down. He clutched the intricate frame of the headboard tightly, knuckles turning white as his breathing sped up, the only sounds were their groans and gasps of pleasure and the squeaking of the bed.
"Fuck, Kurt," Blaine hissed out, making the teen's mouth go dry, "You're so fucking tight."
"Oh, oh! Master!" Kurt whimpered, and when the man shifted slightly on his next thrust, he managed to hit the brunette's prostate directly, causing him to throw his head back and cry out as Blaine grinded into it, cursing under his breath. "Aaah! M-Master, oh God, more, please." He sobbed, twisting and writhing on top of him, his face shining with sweat.
"God dammit," the man breathed harshly, staring up at Kurt. He whined when Blaine suddenly pushed him off, his body throbbing at the loss, only for him to roll the teenager over onto his stomack, crawling between his legs and thrusting into him fully in one smooth movement.
Kurt screamed, arching his back as he fisted the bedsheets, wincing at the rough grip on his hips as Blaine started pumping into him, hard and fast and completely unrestrained. He mewled, squirming, his breath coming in harsh pants as his cock rubbed torturously against the silk beneath him.
Blaine just loved how expressive Kurt was, the little sounds he made were musical. He wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, pulling him up onto his knees, his back pressed against his front, his movements becoming sharper. "So noisy..." he breathed out, pressing his lips against the brunette's neck, nibbling and sucking at the sensitive spot below his ear, "Are you close?"
"Y-Yes!" Kurt sobbed out, reaching down the expanse of his body, clearly it was becoming too much, but the man batted his hands away before he could touch his own cock, replacing them with his own hand as he teased the head of his erection, hearing the whimpers and pants get louder in response. He started jerking him off, the feeling of those rough, calloused hands drawing soft cries from his kiss-swollen lips.
He grabbed Kurt's hair roughly, forcing his head back and delivering a gentle bite to his throat, "Come for me, Pet." He issued the command quietly, but his voice was dark and full of authority. The combination of his words and his touches forced him over the edge, and the teenager orgasmed with a broken-sounding moan, shaking in Blaine's arms as the man stroked him through it, only increasing the intensity as he kept thrusting until he found his own release inside of his younger love.
When they were finished, Kurt fell back heavily against him, gasping for air, shivers still running through him. He was limp even as Blaine pulled out, climbing off of the bed and grabbing a wash cloth to clean the boy off, chuckling at how he was too tired to even complain about how gross they both were at the moment.
Their bed was a mess, but he couldn't really be bothered to tidy it up now. Instead he pulled off the filthy sheet out from under Kurt, shoving all of their playthings underneath the bed to be dealt with later, and re-joining the brunette, smiling as he snuggled up in his arms instinctively.
No words needed to be said. Both of them were thoroughly worn out and happy to just curl up and enjoy the warm afterglow of their activities.
Blaine pressed a kiss to his temple, dragging the blanket up from the foot of the mattress to tuck around them both. In his embrace, Kurt sighed with content, already almost asleep. The elder male closed his eyes and was about to drift off as well, when he heard a groggy half whisper that turned his blood into ice;
"...love you, Blaine."

The end felt kind of rushed but I wanted to get this chapter up and it was getting pretty long, so... Yeah. Plus it's late. Thoughts on Kurt's curiosity and Blaine wanting to 'play' with him?
What about the ending which even I didn't originally plan on putting in? How do you think they'll both react?Don't worry, things aren't going to get all gooey and sappy just like that. Expect the next chapter to be extremely angst, okay?
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