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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Glee
  Relationship:
      Blaine_Anderson/Sebastian_Smythe, Jeff_(Glee)/Nick_(Warbler)
  Character:
      Blaine_Anderson, Sebastian_Smythe, Jeff_(Glee), Nick_(Warbler), Pamela
      Anderson, Blaine's_Mother_(Glee), Blaine's_Father_(Glee), Blaine's
      Parents_(Glee), Sebastian's_Parents_(Glee), Sebastian's_Father_(Glee),
      Sebastian's_Mother_(Glee), Cooper_Anderson
  Additional Tags:
      BDSM, Dom/sub, Boypussy, Boypussy_Blaine, Subspace, Safewords, Physical
      Abuse, Punishment, Spanking, Discrimination, Loss_of_Virginity, Vaginal
      Fingering, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Sex_Toys, Public_Sex, Oral_Sex,
      Dom!Sebastian, sub!Blaine
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-25 Updated: 2016-01-24 Chapters: 8/? Words: 40897
****** All The Wrongs I Do ******
by seblaiens
Summary
     Blaine Anderson (proud submissive who doesn’t need a dom) meets
     Sebastian Smythe (proud dominant who makes Blaine his business). The
     thing is, though, it’s kind of hard to fuck someone if they wear a
     purity ring in a non-satirical manner, Sebastian finds out.
Notes
     Head the warnings, seriously do. Sebastian is not a saint.
     Additional warnings for discussion of virginity as something
     'valuable', pushed boundaries, and discussion of chastity.
     Unbetaed.
     This story is almost finished and will be updated weekly.
***** Chapter 1 *****
 Bonding – the act of a dominant and one or more submissive(s) entering into a
legal binding relationship using the outline of a contract signed by the former
         dominant(s) of the submissive(s) and the devolving dominant.
   Marriage – the act of two or more people willingly entering into a legal
              relationship, not mutually exclusive with bonding.
When Blaine promised his parents to stay a virgin until bonding, he hadn’t
thought about how his promise would affect any relationship he would have
before actually being marriedto the man he would spend the rest of his life
with.
He wears his purity ring with pride and rolls his eyes at the doms who make
lewd comments about his decision to wait. Jeff, another sub, who has been in a
relationship with his dominant boyfriend for almost a year is the only one who
always made him feel better when doms flirted with Blaine to prove to their
friends that they could get into Blaine Anderson’s pants. None of them had
succeeded until now, Blaine is proud to tell.
So when Jeff tells him that he had sex with Nick, it feels as if the ground
beneath Blaine’s feet has been pulled from underneath him.
“But you always agreed with me that we should wait until we found the one!”
Blaine whines, his arms crossed in front of him. He’s sitting across from Jeff
on his bed in their shared dorm room at Dalton, located in the sub’s wing, far
away from the dominant’s dormitories. Blaine has no idea how Nick and Jeff had
found a way around the many teachers at Dalton and shared their nights
together, but he suspects bribery played a big part in it.
“I never agreed with you on anything,” Jeff rolls his eyes at Blaine, “I just
accepted thatthat was your opinion and didn’t make fun of you for it. Doesn’t
mean I agreed with it.” The last sentence is muttered so quietly Blaine almost
doesn’t hear it.
“Jeff! You were my only ally,” Blaine gets up from his bed and stomps up and
down the small dorm room, not knowing if he was angrier at Jeff or himself for
thinking that someone actually thought saving yourself was a viable option in
the 21st century.
“When did you even do it? You always sleep in our room,” Blaine asks.
“I waited until you were asleep before I snuck out,” Jeff shrugs his shoulders
but has the decency to look embarrassed.
Blaine huffs but stops pacing up and down.
“How was it?” He asks quietly, his back turned towards Jeff so the other
submissive wouldn’t see the blush on his cheeks.
“It was really nice,” Blaine can hear the smile in Jeff’s voice. “He told me
how good I was being for him the whole time. And he held me for over an hour
when we were done, stroking my hair and kissing me.”
Blaine turns around to face Jeff, who was staring off into space with a love
struck expression on his face, clearly remembering the night he lost his
virginity. Blaine bites his lip.
“Did it hurt?”
“Not at all,” Jeff answers without hesitation. “He fingered me for half an hour
before he fucked me.”
“Jeff!” Blood rushes to Blaine’s head at the crass words Jeff uses, the blush
on his cheeks now spreading over his whole face. Even his ears feel hot, but
Jeff just shrugs and smiles up at Blaine from where he is sitting cross legged
on the small dorm bed.
“You’re way too uptight about sex, Blaine, seriously.” Jeff rolls his eyes as
he pulls Blaine down next to him.
“I was raised with values,” Blaine points to the silver band on his left ring
finger, the words ‘Love Waits’ engraved in elegant, cursive letters. He
immediately feels bad when Jeff presses his lips together and stares to his
side, refusing eye contact with Blaine.
“Hey, I don’t judge you for… that,” Blaine says, cuddling into Jeff’s side and
pressing him down so they lie side by side on the twin bed. “I just feel like
I’m the only sub at Dalton who’s not crazy about finding a dom and jumping into
bed with them.”
“You’re one of a kind, Blaine Anderson,” muses Jeff, giggling when Blaine
glares at him from the side. “You’ll understand when you find your one.”
“Yeah, like that will happen any time soon,” Blaine rolls his eyes again, and
both boys burst out into loud laughs at the awkward silence that follows
Blaine’s statement.
                                       ~
 Blaine realizes Jeff’s speeches about true love aren’t full of crap the first
time he lays eyes on Sebastian Smythe.
Mid-year transfers are unusual at Dalton, especially when it comes to dominant
students. Transferring submissives are something seen every few years or so,
and usually happen when a sub isn’t safe at the school they attended before
Dalton. Blaine himself had been teased mercilessly at his old public school for
wearing his purity ring and hanging out with the female subs. Doms didn’t
usually have problems at school unless they were deemed less powerful than
society desired them to be.
Sebastian Smythe doesn’t seem like a weak dom, Blaine decides when his knees go
weak and his hands become sweaty because Sebastian smirked at him in homeroom. 
Jeff raises his eyebrows at Blaine when he turns his back towards Sebastian,
his heart pounding fast and wetness gathering between his legs. Godamnit,
Blaine thinks while crossing his legs, this is just what I needed.
“Are you okay Blaine?” Dave, a dom who attends most of Blaine’s classes and is
also a member of The Warbler’s asks from behind him, putting his hand onto
Blaine’s shoulder, the warmth of his hand getting Blaine all hot and bothered.
Damnit.
“I’m peachy, thanks,” Blaine squeaks and smiles up at Dave. Dave reciprocates
the smile and massages Blaine’s shoulder for a second before going back to his
seat, not wanting to risk the teacher at the front of the room noticing their
contact. Touch between doms and subs wasn’t strictly forbidden at Dalton, but
you were on the safe side if you kept physical contact to a minimum, and Mr.
Dailey was known for being a strict opponent of doms and subs attending the
same schools.  
“He’s right, you know,” Jeff says when Dave is back at his table, “you seem…
off.”
“It’s nothing,” Blaine replies sharply, the sensation of someone staring at him
making goose bumps appear all over his body. Blaine turns his head around
quickly and catches Sebastian staring at him again.
“Blaine… are you horny?” Jeff almost laughs out loud when he whispers into
Blaine’s ear.
“No!”
“You seem pretty riled up to me.”
“Jeff!”
“Is it because Dave touched you? God, you’re really backed up if thatturned you
on so much.”
“It wasn’t that,” Blaine rolls his eyes and crosses his arms in front of his
chest. He knows he’s pouting, but he isn’t about to stop if Jeff doesn’t
apologize to him. When he looks around again, Blaine can see that most of the
doms are sneaking him suspicious glances now and then. Great, the whole class
room knows he’s hot for some action.
“Oooh,” Jeff exclaims excitedly, lowering his voice to a whisper when Blaine
shoots him an angry stare, “is it the new guy?”
Blaine nods slightly and Jeff’s 1000 watt grin could light up the whole room.
“I heard he’s single, you should ask him out!”
Blaine rolls his eyes and turns to the front of the room, pretending not to
hear Jeff as he laughed at Blaine’s misery.
                                       ~
“His name is Sebastian Smythe and he’s interested. Nick told me.”
Blaine almost walks straight out of the Warbler’s rehearsal room when Jeff
starts talking about the new student again. It’s not enough that Blaine had
been actually turned on by a dom for the first time in his life, no, Jeff had
to add his two cents every time he saw Blaine during the day.
Nick, who is sitting pressed close to his boyfriend, smiles indulgently at
Jeff’s excitement. Blaine sighs and sits down between the couple even though
they are the only people in the room and all the couches are free, making Jeff
frown and Nick laugh out loud.
“I’m strictly against PDA,” Blaine explains, shrugging his shoulders when Jeff
glares at him.
“See what you could have, Anderson,” Jeff exclaims while getting up from the
couch and crawling into Nicks lap, pressing their lips together in an intense
kiss. Blaine almost chokes on his own spit when he sees Nick’s tongue darting
out and licking over Jeff’s lips.
“Calm down, Jeffrey,” Nick whispers when they part again. He turns towards
Blaine and mutters an apology, but Blaine doesn’t notice, his attention focused
on the student who had just entered the room.
“Am I coming at a bad time?” Sebastian asks with a dirty grin on his face.
Blaine can see Nick pushing Jeff off his lap out of the corner of his eye.
“Not at all. This is my boyfriend, Jeff,” Nick explains, taking over
conversation so Blaine and Jeff don’t have to, “and this is Blaine.”
Sebastian nods at Blaine, his eyes darting between the couple next to Blaine,
and Blaine himself.
“Are you three together?” Sebastian asks while he takes place on the couch
opposite of them.
“Oh no,” Nick laughs, “Jeff and I are dating, but Blaine doesn’t belong to me.”
Sebastian nods again, his eyes lingering on Blaine, whose eyes are fixed on the
ground in front of his shoes. He has no idea why he can’t meet Sebastian’s
eyes, but he guesses it has something to do with his unexplainable attraction
towards Sebastian. Jeff had been blushing and bumbling before Nick and he
became a couple, too.
“So, you’re trying out for The Warbler’s?” Nick moves their conversation to a
less serious subject.
“Yes, the lacrosse team starts training in spring, so I need something to do
before the season starts,” Sebastian explains while crossing his legs, “and I
head The Warbler’s are kind of like rock stars.”
“True,” Nick laughs and puts a hand on Blaine’s shoulder, “Blaine here is our
lead singer. He’s amazing.”
Blaine smiles at Nick, touched by the compliment. He can see Jeff pull a face,
jealous of the attention Nick likes to give Blaine even though Nick is in a
relationship now. Blaine knows that Jeff is scared of Nick choosing a second
submissive once they are bonded, which would be completely Nick’s decision, and
his alone, under the law.
“A sub as the leader?” Sebastian quirks an eyebrow. “That’s… unusual.”
“Dalton’s very open minded,” Nick tries to diffuse the tension in the room, “We
like to give subs as much as a chance as doms. Blaine is also a member of the
student government.”
Sebastian chooses not to answer, and Blaine isn’t sure how to feel about
Sebastian’s comment. He knows that, while the doms at Dalton portrayed an image
of equal treatment, most of them still believe that subs should be below doms.
Blaine didn’t usually have a problem with his place in society, but he quickly
grew frustrated when someone didn’t believe he could achieve the same level of
success as a dom.
“I’m good at what I do,” Blaine speaks up for himself, looking Sebastian
straight in the eye. He has to strain himself to not lower his gaze when
Sebastian narrows his eyes and turns his nose up, clearly not a fan of being
told off by a sub.
“We’ll see about that,” Sebastian scoffs.
                                       ~
Blaine still thinks about Sebastian when he’s done with his homework and ready
for bed. Sebastian’s audition for The Warbler’s had been stellar, his
acceptance into the group decided the moment he opened his mouth. The council,
consisting of two doms and one sub, had announced their decision after a five
minute break in which Sebastian had waited outside of the room. The vote had
been unanimous.
“What are you thinking so hard about?” Jeff asks when he sees the frown on
Blaine’s face.
“Nothing,” Blaine mumbles, embarrassed that he had been caught thinking about
Sebastian. If he continued this trend, Jeff will actually start thinking Blaine
liked Sebastian.
“Aw, are you thinking about your sweetheart again?” Jeff teases, and Blaine
throws one of his pillows in his friend’s direction.
“He’s a douche,” Blaine says after a while.
“All doms are kind of douchey,” Jeff sighs, putting the pillow Blaine had
thrown at him beneath his head. “But that’s what we like about them, isn’t it?”
“Does Nick treat you like you’re worth less than him sometimes? Because you’re
a sub?” Blaine asks quietly, turning towards Jeff so he could judge his friend
on how truthful he answered the question.
“Sometimes,” Jeff nods, “but he doesn’t do it because he’s mean, or something
like that. It’s just that doms get told that we are their property from the
moment they’re born. Kind of hard to not believe it, I guess.”
“Aren’t you sick of him calling him ‘yours?’ You’re not even bonded yet.”
“It’s hard to explain to someone who’s never been in a relationship before,”
Jeff turns so he can look at Blaine across the room. “I like how it makes me
feel when he says that I’m his. It makes me feel protected.”
Blaine is silent for a while, thinking about what Jeff had said. Right now,
Blaine still belonged to his dominant father, and he would be his until Blaine
turned twenty-one. The only way to get out of his father’s contract would be
finding another dom who wanted to take him, or getting his father to agree to
break the contract early.
“Are you going to bond with Nick?” Blaine asks after a while, fiddling with his
silver purity ring.
“I’m not sure. I might, if we’re still together after High School.”
“Aren’t you scared that, if you don’t bond with him, you won’t find a dom? My
mom said doms don’t want subs who… aren’t virgins,” Blaine whispers,
remembering the many times his mother had told him how important it was to save
himself for his future bonded dominant.
“We’re not in the 50’s anymore, Blaine,” Jeff laughs and turns on his back
again, “I asked Nick about that, actually. He told me many doms would rather
get an experienced sub than a virgin.”
Blaine wrinkles his nose. He still can’t shake the bad feeling every time
someone mentions sex before bonding, a response his mother would be proud of.
“What do you guys do together?” Blaine asks, glad that Jeff wasn’t looking at
him anymore. “You don’t have to tell me if you promised him you won’t tell,” he
adds quickly when he realizes he might overstep his boundaries.
“No, no, he told me it’s okay if I wanted to tell you about it, but I’m not
allowed to talk to anyone else.
“I was really nervous the first time. He made me kneel in front of him and tell
him why I was scared, and then we made a kind of… spoken contract.”
“What do you mean?” Blaine asks, sitting up in his bed so he could see Jeff.
“Well, my parents probably won’t let me get married until I’m at least
eighteen, but we wanted to set some boundaries for our relationship. So we
talked about things we’re not okay with, and some general rules,” Jeff shrugs.
“Like?”
“Jeez, Blaine, overstepping much?” Jeff teases, throwing the pillow that Blaine
had previously flung at him back to its original owner.
“Oh, sorry,” Blaine cuddles the pillow to his chest and rests his cheek on it,
staring into space as he thinks about stuff he would put in a bonding contract.
He would never let his dom hit him, he thinks, or let his dom choose his
friends for him.
“It’s all right, I get that you’re curious now that you have a dom in your
life,” Jeff jokes, winking at Blaine in the dim light of their dorm room.
Blaine rolls his eyes and lies down so his back is turned towards Jeff, who
chuckles and turns off the lights.
“Sweet dreams, Blainers,” he whispers before silence settles over them.
                                       ~
Blaine’s underwear and pajama pants are wet when he wakes up the next morning.
He’s so embarrassed; it’s never happened to him before, and he waits until Jeff
is out of the room to shower until he gets up to assess the damage. There’s
only a small wet spot on the mattress, nothing big enough to warrant a sheet
change, but his underwear is so sticky it’s like he dipped it in water.
The only things Blaine remembers about the dream are Sebastian’s green eyes
staring at him from above, and a phantom ache in his knees from the memory of
kneeling on a hard wood floor.
Blaine quickly kicks off his clothes and buries them underneath his other dirty
laundry in a basket at the end of his bed.
                                       ~
Blaine tries his best to not befriend Sebastian, but it’s hard. The dominant is
great to be around, leads the conversations at lunch, and is actually really
funny when he’s not making snarky remarks about other students or teachers.
Blaine finds himself drawn to Sebastian, and has to pull himself out of
daydreams of cuddling with him more than a few times whenever he stares at
Sebastian while he’s telling a story about living in Paris.
He’s just so… out there, a trait that attracts the doms and subs at Dalton
alike. Sebastian quickly climbs the social ladder, and when tries out for the
indoor hockey team and makes it, his place as top bitch is established.
It’s the worst thing that could happen to Blaine, because now the gay subs
actually flirt with Sebastian whenever they get a chance. Blaine already had to
watch an incredibly awkward rejection that had ended with Trent almost in tears
when Sebastian told him he isn’t into chubby guys. Blaine cursed himself when
he found himself unconsciously eating only salad for the week after.
“So, Blaine,” Sebastian starts one day while they’re sitting at lunch with The
Warblers, “nice ring you got there. Are you promised to some old geezer who
can’t legally touch you until you turn eighteen, or why are you saving
yourself?”
Blaine is so perplexed he forgets to answer, his mouth hanging open with his
fork half way there. The guys around the table all stopped their own
conversations, and Blaine can see Jeff’s expression of utter bewilderment
mirrors his own.
“Um, no,” Blaine answers after Sebastian raises his eyebrows at him, “I made my
parents that promise, for my future dominant.”
Sebastian laughs out loud, and Blaine feels utterly humiliated. He puts down
his fork and knife and stares at his lap, his hands folded neatly on his legs.
Hot shame runs through his body, and he wants nothing more than take off the
ring on his left hand and throw it in the trash before getting on his knees in
front of Sebastian and apologize. His eyes water a little and his neck
prickles, but he keeps his hands in his lap and his eyes fixed on his knees.
“Um, I think Mr. Dailey wanted to talk to us during lunch,” Jeff speaks up,
taking Blaine’s hand and dragging him out of the cafeteria.
“What was that, Blaine?” Jeff asks as soon as they’re out of the room, putting
his hands on his hips and staring at Blaine as if he had lost his mind.
“What do you mean?” Blaine’s confused. He still feels a bit light headed, as if
he was just waking up from a dream.
“What do I mean?” Jeff runs his hand through his blonde hair. “You couldn’t
have made your interest in Sebastian more obvious, unless you actually would
have gotten on your knees in front of him.”
Blaine still stares at him, not understanding. “Why are you mad at me?”
“I’m not mad, but…” Jeff trails off, sighing. “Please sort out whatever
feelings you have for Sebastian, okay?”
“Jeff? Blaine?” Nick steps out from the cafeteria, holding both of their bags
together with his own. “You left those behind.”
Blaine looks up into Nick’s eyes quickly, his eyes darting to the floor when he
sees Nick’s judgmental expression. He doesn’t even know what he did wrong, but
clearly he would be the center of gossip this day.
                                       ~
Hushed whispers follow Blaine throughout the school. He tries to ignore it,
playing with the ring on his finger whenever he doesn’t have something to
distract him from the things people say about him. They talk about him
submittingto Sebastian, about how he blatantly showed interest in the dominant
in front of everyone. Jeff and Nick do their best to distract him, but they
can’t be around him all the time.
“Why is everyone making such a big deal out of this?” Blaine whines when Nick
escorts him to his Pre-Calc class, heads turning their way as they walk through
the corridor.
“It’s actually not a big deal,” Nick sighs, wrapping an arm around Blaine’s
waist, “it’s just that you’re wearing the purity ring, and what you did in the
cafeteria is considered sexual behavior by a lot of people.”
“I wasn’t trying to… flirt with him, or something,” Blaine cuddles into Nick’s
side, the warmth and smell of the dominant calming his nerves.
“I know you weren’t. It’s really only a big deal because, well… It’s you.
You’re probably the most desired sub at the school.”
“Really?” Blaine looks up at Nick with wide eyes, stopping in his tracks. Of
course, he was the lead singer of The Warbler’s, but he never thought of
himself as popular with the dominants.
“Um, yeah,” Nick scratches his neck, avoiding looking into Blaine’s eyes, “a
lot of the guys… talk about you.”
“You mean like…”
“They talk about dominating you, yeah.”
Blaine bites his lip. He wonders if Sebastian talked about him too, if he would
brag about Blaine showing submission to him in public to the other guys. He
suddenly feels so embarrassed about his behavior during lunch that he feels
sick to his stomach. Sebastian would be in his math class, sitting only a table
to his right, one student between them.
“Hey, they’ll forget about it as soon as there’s some new gossip going around,”
Nick tries to make him feel better, “I could make out with Jeff in the hallways
and get detention, if you want me to.”
Blaine laughs, and they start walking towards the classroom again. He really
got lucky with his friends, he thinks as he watches Nick smile and wave at him
when he walks off to his own class.
                      
                                                                   ~
Blaine tries his best to keep his attention on his math problems. Sebastian had
made his desk mate switch seats, so that they could sit together at one table,
their knees bumping together whenever one of them moved. Blaine could almost
smell Sebastian from where he was sitting, and the urge to get on his knees
came back almost as strong as it had in the cafeteria.
Sebastian bumps their knees together again, slipping Blaine a piece of paper as
their teacher walks away from the front of the room to help another student.
Sorry about the thing in the cafeteria. I didn’t know the guys would make that
big of a deal out of it. – S
Blaine checks where their teacher is busy helping a totally confused senior
before he scribbles his response.
It’s okay. Nick explained it to me. – B
Sebastian purses his lips before he replies.
You and Nick seem close. Are you sure Jeff is okay with you spending so much
time with Nick? - S
Blaine wants to rip the paper into pieces. He glares at Sebastian before he
crumbles the paper into a ball and throws it into the trash at the front of the
room. Sebastian just smiles, dimples showing adorably on his cheeks. Blaine
almost swoons.
It doesn’t take more than one minute before Blaine receives another piece of
paper.
Didn’t mean to offend you. When I first saw you guys I thought you were Nick’s,
just saying. - S
He’s a good friend. Nothing more. – B
Sebastian doesn’t reply for a long because their teacher walks back up to the
front of the room, and getting caught writing notes in class could lead to a
whole lot of more gossip. Blaine would already have to check how he behaved
around Sebastian for the next few days until the rumors about them would stop.
I’d like to get coffee with you sometimes. – S
Blaine suppresses a smile when he receives the note, Sebastian’s cell phone
number written neatly beneath it. He pockets the paper, nodding slightly when
Sebastian raises his eyebrows at him. Sebastian strokes Blaine’s knees slightly
before he goes back to solving his math problems.
                                       ~
From: Blaine Anderson
7:22 pm
We could drive to get coffee tomorrow? I know this really cute coffee shop just
outside of Westerville.
 
From: Sebastian Smythe
7:29 pm
Sounds great. I haven’t really driven around here before, so I don’t know any
good places.
 
From: Blaine Anderson
7:29 pm
You got the right person then! I know all about great restaurants and café’s :)
 
From: Sebastian Smythe
7:32 pm
Can’t wait to see the great Blaine Anderson out of his Dalton uniform ;)
 
“What are you blushing about?” Jeff asks, snatching the phone from Blaine’s
hand. Blaine reacts too slowly to save his phone, mentally preparing himself
for the lecture he was about to get from Jeff. To his surprise, Jeff just reads
the messages and gives Blaine the phone back after a few seconds without any
comment.
Blaine furrows his brows.
“Aren’t you gonna lecture me about my behavior around Sebastian?”
Jeff shrugs his shoulders. “It’s none of my concern if you want to go out on a
date with someone.”
Blaine’s stomach feels queasy. Jeff had never before talked to him in that way,
so little emotion in his voice, so dismissive of Blaine’s personal life. He has
no idea what he did to offend Jeff. He just opened his mouth as Jeff speaks up
again.
“If it keeps you away from Nick, even better for me.”
Blaine closes his mouth again, not knowing how to respond. There’s an awkward
silence between them as Jeff gets ready for bed while Blaine still sits at
their shared desk, his legs pulled up on the chair with his arms wrapped around
them. He doesn’t want to fight with Jeff about something so small.
“You know I don’t like Nick that way,” Blaine says quietly after Jeff gets into
bed.
“I just don’t get why all the guys always lust after you. It’s not like you
give them any reason to. You keep your legs locked together tighter than Fort
Knox.”
Blaine feels tears gather in his eyes. Never before had Jeff made him feel bad
about his decision to wait, and now that he was having sex with Nick there were
stabs at his virginity at least once a day.
“I’m sorry I didn’t give my virginity to the first guy who liked me,” Blaine
snaps and walks out of the room towards the bathrooms. He’s half way there when
he realizes he hadn’t brought any towels or a change of clothes. He leans
against the wall of the hallway, looking down at the wooden tiles beneath his
socked feet to calm down when he hears a door to his right open.
“Oh, hey Blaine,” Thad, the only submissive on The Warbler’s council, looks
surprised to see him, “why are you standing outside of my room?”
“I forgot my towels,” Blaine answers absent mindedly.
Thad frowns. “Everything okay?” He pulls Blaine into the dorm room he shares
with Trent when Blaine just shrugs his shoulders.
“Okay, tell Uncle Thad what’s wrong,” he jokes as Blaine sits next to him on
the bed, Trent looking up from the book he’s reading and offering Blaine a wave
when they enter the room. Blaine sighs heavily and leans onto Thad before he
starts speaking.
“I had a fight with Jeff because he thinks I like Nick.”
Thad and Trent are quiet for a few seconds, both of them visibly confused by
Blaine’s statement.
“But, you’re like… the smallest threat ever,” Trent speaks up after a while,
quickly adding, “but not because you’re not hot or whatever, but because you
promised yourself to your one,” when Thad glares at him.
“I don’t know why he thinks I like Nick, I’ve never liked himthat way,” Blaine
whines and buries his face in Thad’s shoulder. Thad awkwardly pats his back
until Blaine lets himself fall face first onto the mattress, spreading himself
out on Thad’s bed.
“So… what’s up with you and Sebastian, anyway?” Trent asks after a few seconds,
jealously clear in his voice. Blaine groans out loud, remembering back to the
very public rejection Trent had gotten from Sebastian a few days ago. He didn’t
need to fight with another friend over some guy, so he doesn’t answer Trent at
all.
                                       ~
Sebastian meets him outside of Dalton after their last class ends, bundled up
in a dark gray Paletot coat and a knitted scarf. Blaine smiles and waves at him
as he walks towards Sebastian, who is leaning against his sleek, black BMW.
“You look great,” Sebastian says as he checks Blaine out. Blaine fidgets,
suddenly very conscious of how bright his orange pants are in contrast to
Sebastian’s, who is dressed conservatively in black and white.
“Thank you, Sebastian,” Blaine smiles at the ground, the compliment washing
over him and stroking the submissive needs inside him. Having a dom compliment
him still was one of the best feelings in the world, even if it was hard for
Blaine to accept.
Sebastian opens the passenger door for Blaine and helps him inside before
walking around the car and getting in himself. Blaine bites his lip to keep
from smiling. Stupid feelings.
“This will do nothing to stop the rumors about us,” Blaine laughs when
Sebastian starts the engine of the car, turning the heat up to full blast.
Winter has come early to Ohio this year, the temperature dropping below 50
degrees in October already.
“Let them talk,” Sebastian replies calmly. Blaine can’t look away when
Sebastian licks over his lips slowly as he drives, smiling over at Blaine
whenever they stop at a red light. Blaine gives directions to the Lima Bean,
but the rest of the drive is spent in comfortable silence.
Sebastian opens his door again when they reach the café and holds Blaine’s hand
as they walk in. Blaine can’t keep his heart from pounding and his hand from
getting sweaty, but Sebastian thankfully doesn’t mention it.
“What coffee do you want?” Sebastian asks as they get in line, the warmth of
the coffee shop in stark contrast with the cold outside. Sebastian strokes his
thumb over the back of Blaine’s hand.
“Medium Drip,” Blaine answers, distracted by the tingly feeling of Sebastian’s
fingers.
“You can sit down, I’ll get you yours.”
“No, no, I’ll wait with you,” Blaine smiles up at Sebastian, who frowns down at
Blaine.
“Sit down, Blaine,” Sebastian orders, letting go of Blaine’s hand and ignoring
Blaine who stands next to him, completely gob smacked by that interaction.
Sebastian didn’t even try to make his words sound less like a command, ordering
Blaine around as if he already belonged to him.
“Okay,” Blaine whispers, searching the coffee shop for the best possible seat.
His body aches to submit to Sebastian, get down on his knees in front of him
and present himself with his hands behind his back, not moving until Sebastian
told him he could. His crotch pulses hotly as he surveys the room for an open
table. He decides on a table in a corner next to a window, a place where they
would have enough privacy to have a conversation and enough light to not make
it uncomfortable for Blaine to be around a dominant. Blaine sighs as he waits
for Sebastian, a little embarrassed about talking back.
Sebastian sits opposite him, their legs bumping against each other like they
had done in math class. Blaine graciously takes the coffee Sebastian slides him
over, smiling at Sebastian and hoping he wasn’t mad at Blaine. Sebastian quirks
up the corner of his mouth.
“So, are people still bothering you about your little… display of affection in
the cafeteria?” Sebastian asks after a short silence between them when they
take a sip of their coffee.
“Um, no,” Blaine answers, “I hope I didn’t get you into any kind of trouble;
the teachers are sometimes a little overprotective about the unclaimed subs.”
“No, I only got a stern talking to from Wes. He seems very protective of you.”
Sebastian looks at him with a quizzical look, obviously fishing for information
on the relationship between Blaine and Wes.
“Wes is straight, so he’s no competition,” Blaine explains quickly.
“What makes you think I see him as competition?”
Blaine’s heart skips a beat. Wasn’t this a date? Did he read Sebastian’s
invitation wrong?
“Um, I- I thought that, maybe, this was a… date?” Blaine stammers, turning the
ring on his left hand quickly to keep himself from playing with his coffee mug
and possibly spilling it all over Sebastian.
“Calm down, Blaine,” Sebastian says, taking Blaine’s left hand in-between his
own hands. He strokes over the silver band around Blaine’s finger, reading the
engraved words before meeting Blaine’s gaze again.
“If you want this to be a date, it can be one.”
Blaine lets out a relieved breath and leans back in his seat, careful to keep
his hand touching Sebastian’s.
“Do you want it to be a date?” Sebastian asks again, squeezing Blaine’s hand to
prompt an answer.
“Yes. Yes, Sebastian,” Blaine answers quickly, meeting Sebastian’s eyes for
more than a few seconds for the first time that day.
“Good.”
                                       ~
Sebastian escorts him to the entrance of the sub dormitories, the sun already
going down, casting the Dalton grounds in a soft orange. They’re holding hands
again, and Blaine is finally comfortable enough around Sebastian so his hands
don’t start sweating the moment they touch.
“I had a great time, Blaine,” Sebastian says as they halt in front of the
building.
“Me too,” Blaine smiles, lowering his head. Sebastian presses two fingers
beneath his chin, making Blaine look up at him. Then he leans in and kisses
Blaine chastely, their lips barely moving against each other. Blaine can feel
Sebastian turn his purity ring around his finger.
“Is this okay?” Sebastian asks after they part again. Blaine’s eyes are still
closed and he wants nothing more but to lean in again and continue kissing
Sebastian, the taste of his lips almost addictive for Blaine.
“More than okay,” Blaine moans when their lips meet again, and he stands up on
his tip toes to put his arms around Sebastian’s shoulders. Sebastian pulls him
closer with his arms around Blaine’s waist, their bodies touching head to toe.
Blaine opens his mouth when Sebastian licks over his lips, their tongues
meeting half way between their mouths. It’s sloppy and wet, but it’s Blaine’s
first kiss, his first kiss with Sebastian.
Blaine lets out an entirely unattractive groan when Sebastian pulls back again,
prompting them both to laugh. Blaine buries his face in Sebastian’s chest,
breathing in the smell of the dominant while his hands stroke beneath
Sebastian’s scarf to touch his bare skin.
“So I deserve a second date?” Sebastian asks, his voice husky. Blaine giggles
and nods against Sebastian’s chest, letting his hands fall downwards to tangle
them with Sebastian’s.
“Anderson! Make better decisions!” Mr. Dailey snaps behind them, and Blaine
almost dies of a heart attack from the unexpected interruption. He quickly
jumps away from Sebastian, waving a quick good-bye before walking up towards
his room, already dreading the silence between Jeff and him. He hopes Sebastian
wouldn’t get in trouble with Mr. Dailey for kissing him, even though it would
be a funny story.
                                       ~
“I kissed Sebastian,” Blaine announces when he enters their dorm room, finding
Jeff spread out across his bed with a book in his hands. Blaine is determined
to just ignore the fact that they’re fighting and gossip about the great date
he’d just been on.
“Wait, what?” Jeff asks after processing what Blaine had just said. He lays
down the book and sits up, staring at Blaine with wide eyes. Blaine breaks out
into a little happy dance, a smile the size of Texas taking over his face.
“I went on a date with Sebastian and then he kissed me,” he repeats when he
comes to a stop in front of Jeff, who starts laughing and throws his head back
in his neck.
“What’s so funny?” Blaine asks, crossing his arms and pouting.
“Remember when you said you didn’t like Sebastian? I do.”
Blaine rolls his eyes and gets dressed for sleep, throwing all his clothes into
Jeff’s direction as he takes them off, trying to hit his best friend in the
face for being such a dick the last few days.
“So, how’s that gonna go now?” Jeff asks when Blaine gets into bed.
“What do you mean?”
“With your purity promise, and all. Does that mean you guys can’t do anything
but kiss and hold hands until you’re bonded?”
“I guess,” Blaine answers after thinking about it for a little while. He
wonders if Sebastian would accept that about him, or if he would bolt when he
found out Blaine was actually serious about it. “When did you and Nick get more
serious?”
“About three months into our relationship,” Jeff admits sheepishly. “We didn’t
really wait that long.”
“Wow, okay,” Blaine replies, surprised that Jeff had waited months tell him
about the physical relationship he had with Nick. He wonders if Jeff thought
Blaine would have judged him if he had told him sooner. “What do you guys… do?”
“Um, we touch each other. And… do you know what blowjobs are?”
“I’m a virgin, Jeff, not stupid. I’ve watched porn.”
“Sorry, I just don’t ever know about you when it comes to topics like this,”
Jeff says exasperated. “So, yeah, we used our hands and mouths after a few
months, and we had penetrative sex the day before I told you about it for the
first time.”
“You have a penis, right?” Blaine feels stupid for asking, but he knows Jeff
won’t take it the wrong way. Jeff had known about Blaine’s anatomy ever since
they had moved into the same dorm room.
“Yeah. I bottom when we do have penetrative sex, which doesn’t happen so
often.”
“How come?” Blaine asks, feeling slightly weird for being so interested in his
best friend’s sex life.
“We started to incorporate more dom/sub play into our sex life,” Jeff explains,
moving his hands around widely while explaining, “he started, you know,
punishing me for stuff, not letting me come. Most of the time he makes me suck
him off in the morning, and if I’m good during the day, he lets me come at
night.”
Blaine could feel blood rushing between his legs, his pussy pulsing slightly
when he thinks about Sebastian ordering him to get on his knees and open his
mouth for him. He discretely spreads his legs a little to stop his pussy from
getting stimulated by his thighs.
“Do you think Sebastian’s a virgin?” Blaine asks, already knowing the answer.
“Um, no. I know he isn’t. Nick and he talk a lot.”
Blaine nods. Even though he already guessed Sebastian wasn’t a virgin he still
feels disappointed; he always thought that his future dominant would wait for
him too, but the last few days had shown him that the majority of the doms at
Dalton were actually hormonal teenage boys. Blaine doesn’t know what he
expected.
“Do you think Sebastian will want to have sex with me?”
Jeff is quiet for a little. “I’m sure he’ll talk to you about it if you
actually start being serious. That’s what Nick and I did.”
Blaine nods, closes his eyes, and tries to fall asleep. He is followed by
Sebastian into his dreams again, shining green eyes and a snarky grin looking
down at him while he is kneeling on the ground.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Sebastian makes them sit next to each other a breakfast the next day, placing
one of his arms around Blaine’s chair before leaning in and kissing Blaine in
front of everyone. Granted, nobody is looking at them except The Warblers, but
it’s still more public than Blaine thought they would be comfortable with. He
doesn’t dare to speak up though, Sebastian’s arm around him grounding him in
the moment, his smell surrounding Blaine and putting him in a slight daze he
can’t seem to break out of. He can feel the eyes of his teammates all focused
on them, but as long as Sebastian is there to protect him, he doesn’t feel like
he has to do anything about it.
He eats his waffles quietly with Sebastian pressed next to him, their legs
touching beneath the table all the way through breakfast.
“I’d like to take you out to dinner tonight,” Sebastian mumbles into Blaine’s
ear when they’re finished eating, the rest of The Warbler’s still focused on
their own conversations.
“I’d like that,” Blaine smiles up at Sebastian and intertwines their fingers
beneath the table. Sebastian moves their hands so they’re resting on Blaine’s
leg, and he briefly strokes over the inside of Blaine’s upper thigh with his
thumb. Blaine bites his lip when he feels himself getting wet, hoping that the
other doms at the table won’t notice anything.
He gasps when Sebastian pulls his hand out of Blaine’s grasp and places his
palm flat on Blaine’s thigh, squeezing the soft flesh slightly. Blaine can feel
his whole body turning warm from the contact, sweat gathering on his skin as
Sebastian trails his fingers up and down his thigh, sometimes slipping so high
he’s almost touching Blaine’s crotch. Blaine keeps his eyes cast downward, his
shoulders hunched forwards as Sebastian keeps massaging him.
When Blaine looks up from the table he meets Dave’s eyes, his pupils blown so
wide his eyes appear almost black. Blaine’s mouth goes dry at the hungry look
on Dave’s face, his stomach feeling queasy at the unwanted attention of the
dom. Sebastian notices too, the hand placed on Blaine’s thigh stilling while he
stares Dave down. Goose bumps appear down Blaine’s arms. He’s never had a
dominant state claim over him, and he guesses that that’s happening right now,
even though there’s no physical contact or even spoken words between Dave and
Sebastian.
Dave looks away after a few seconds of fighting a silent battle with Sebastian,
and goes back to staring at his plate, not daring to look up from his plate
until they all get up because classes are about to start. Blaine looks to his
left, where Sebastian is grinning smugly.
                                       ~
“So, you and Sebastian, huh?” Nick asks when they wait for Jeff in front of the
sub dormitories, all of them ready to leave Dalton for the weekend. Nick isn’t
allowed to enter until he and Jeff are legally bonded, but Blaine suspects that
Nick had been in their room many times before when Blaine had been busy with
student council or preparing a solo for a Warbler’s competition. Where else
would Nick and Jeff find the time to actually live out their dom/sub
relationship at Dalton, if not in the privacy of their dorm rooms?
“I guess,” Blaine shrugs his shoulders but smiles, the thought of other’s
recognizing him as Sebastian’s warming him from the inside. Just a few days ago
he would have scoffed at any sub who admitted to liking being owned, and now he
wanted nothing more but be around Sebastian any second he could, preferably on
his knees or with his lips attached to Sebastian’s.
“Are you sure you know what you’re getting into?” Nick asks, concern clear in
his voice.
“I think I can handle him,” Blaine still can’t shake the smile from his face
and he wonders how long it would take for his friends to get sick of his
happiness. He figures he could fit in at least two more days of permanent
cheery-ness before people became annoyed with him.
“He’s… a little more intense about the actual domination part of relationships
than most of the doms around here,” Nick stammers, looking around to check if
someone is listening in on their conversation. “I just want you to know that,
unless you are bonded to him, you’re not his property and he’s not allowed to
order you around.”
Blaine blushes at the connotations of Nick’s well-meant advice. Until now,
Blaine hadn’t been ordered to anything he was uncomfortable by his father, so
he can’t really imagine what Sebastian could order him to do that would make
him uneasy.
“I know I can tell my dad or the teachers here if he goes too far,” Blaine
says, repeating the words subs get told at least once a month during their
submissive specific class. He had never enjoyed the class until now, always
feeling uncomfortable when their teacher would talk about sexual things Blaine
only ever thought of when he was alone. He wears a purity ring, but he’s not
stupid, even though talking about sex still makes him queasy.
“You can also tell me. I’d take care of you if you let me.”
“Thanks, Nick, but I don’t think that will be necessary. You have Jeff to take
care of now,” Blaine quickly responds, feeling awkward about Nick’s clear
confession of affection towards him. Gosh, he suddenly knew why Jeff had gotten
jealous of him a few days ago.
“Yeah,” Nick sighs, shifting on his feet uncomfortably, “I don’t know if he’s
really serious about us, though.”
“Of course he is, heloves you,” Blaine almost yells, shocked to hear Nick’s
doubts about his relationship.
“There’s a difference between a teenage relationship and an actual bonded pair,
though,” Nick says, leaning against the red brick wall of the sub building. “I
love Jeff, but sometimes it feels as though we don’t fit together.”
“What do you mean by that?” Blaine leans against the building too, his shoulder
touching Nick’s, who is quiet for a while before answering Blaine.
“We’re just inexperienced, I guess. I never dominated anyone before, and Jeff
never had experiencebeing dominated by someone who is not his parent.”
“I heard practice makes perfect,” Blaine bumps their shoulders together before
pushing himself off the brick wall again and standing in front of Nick. “Don’t
give up on it yet.”
“Give up on what?” Jeff asks as he rushes out of the building, an overstuffed
bag slung around his shoulder.
“Just gossiping,” Blaine smiles at Jeff, who raises his eyebrows but doesn’t
dig further.
                                       ~
Sebastian shows up at his door five minutes early.
Blaine’s mother had been fussing around him since he had come home in the
afternoon, fishing for information about Sebastian ever since Blaine mentioned
he had a date. She had taken it better than he had imagined she would; only
asking Blaine to keep faithful to his promise once after Blaine had admitted to
kissing Sebastian after their first date.
Blaine’s not really surprised when it’s his mother who rushes to the door first
when the doorbell rings.
“You must be Sebastian!” Blaine can hear his mother say when she opens the
door. Blaine sticks out his head from the kitchen, catching a glance of
Sebastian’s svelte frame from behind his mother.
“I am, ma’am. Pleasure to meet you.”
Blaine stifles a giggle at the formal tone in Sebastian’s voice. He lets his
eyes wander down Sebastian’s body as the dominant steps into the house, taking
off the same dark gray coat he wore when they had gotten coffee together
earlier this week. Sebastian’s wearing black skinny jeans and a white button
down similar to the one he wears at Dalton, but now the top most buttons are
opened, giving Blaine a view of pale, freckled skin. He blushes when he meets
Sebastian’s eyes and quickly looks down at the floor, not daring to look up
until Sebastian addresses him.
“Good evening, Blaine.”
“Good evening, Sebastian,” Blaine replies with a smile, looking up at Sebastian
again and catching him just before he hides a grin. Blaine’s mother is still
standing between them, seizing Sebastian up one last time before she disappears
into the living room, where Blaine’s father, Richard, is waiting for them.
“My dad wants to talk to you before we leave,” Blaine mutters quietly while
Sebastian presses a chaste kiss to his forehead. Sebastian momentarily stills
his movements before gathering himself and following Blaine into the living
room.
“Mr. Anderson,” Sebastian says, nodding at Blaine’s father and respectfully
extending his hand to shake the doms. “My name is Sebastian Smythe, and I’d
like to take your son out to dinner tonight.”
Blaine holds his breath. This could be the moment that decided over his
relationship with Sebastian; his father would be the one deciding if Sebastian
was worthy of dating Blaine, would be the one person deciding if Blaine would
be even allowed near Sebastian again.
Richard musters Sebastian, and relief floods Blaine’s body when he nods his
head and smiles at Sebastian while they shake hands. Whatever he had seen in
Sebastian, it had convinced his father to allow them to date. Blaine looks over
at his mother, who smiles back at him before walking back into the kitchen
where she had been preparing dinner for herself and Blaine’s father.
“I expect him home before midnight, Sebastian,” Mr. Anderson says before going
back to watching TV. Blaine smiles up at Sebastian for a moment before they
walk out of the house hand in hand.
                                       ~
Sebastian doesn’t kiss him until they’re sitting in the car in the parking lot
of a small Italian restaurant just outside of Columbus. Sebastian’s hand is on
his thigh, stroking up and down over the thin material of Blaine’s slim fitting
jean’s while Blaine places his hands on the crook between Sebastian’s neck and
shoulders. Their tongues are stroking lightly against each other when
Sebastian’s hand moves to the inside of Blaine’s thigh.
“Um, maybe we should go inside,” Blaine mumbles. It takes all his willpower to
move away from Sebastian, who, for a split second, looks at him as if Blaine
had personally insulted him.
“Sure,” Sebastian responds shortly after, taking his key out of the ignition
and opening the driver side door. Blaine takes a few more seconds to breathe in
deeply before he gets out himself, linking his arm through Sebastian’s as they
enter the restaurant.
Sebastian reserved them a place in a corner of the restaurant, and he lets
Blaine choose his seat before he sits on the chair on the opposite side of the
table. They choose their food together, Sebastian helping him with choosing a
dish, offering a vast knowledge of Italian cuisine while Blaine’s experience
doesn’t go farther than pizza and pasta.
“I’d buy you wine but, as I found out when moving back to the States, they
don’t serve alcohol to people under twenty-one,” Sebastian sighs dramatically.
Blaine giggles at the pained expression on Sebastian’s face, and a few seconds
later the corners of Sebastian’s mouth jerk upwards for a moment.
“I’m sure you would have no problem charming the poor waitress into giving you
a bottle,” Blaine says, taking a sip of the bubbly water Sebastian had ordered
for them.
“I don’t use my powers for emergencies below a code orange,” Sebastian winks.
Their food comes after a few minutes, seafood pasta for Blaine while Sebastian
went with mussels and a side dish of bruschetta. Blaine notices Sebastian
stealing glances at the silver ring around his finger whenever the light of the
restaurant reflects in it, and Blaine knows that this is the moment Sebastian
will want to talk to him about the promise he had made to wait for his future
husband.
“When did you get the ring?” Sebastian asks after a short silence when their
conversation about The Warbler’s oncoming sectionals competition lulls.
“When I was thirteen,” Blaine answers after swallowing a bite of his pasta, “my
parents wanted to me understand what it meant before I made a decision.”
“So it was your decision?” Sebastian infers, cleaning his mouth with a napkin
before he reaches over and takes Blaine’s left hand in his. He inspects the
band around Blaine’s ring finger, running his hand over the engraved letters.
“I wanted to make sure my future dominant knew that I waited for him,” Blaine
swallows when Sebastian’s eyes flicker back and forth between the ring and
Blaine’s face, his thumb still stroking over the thin, silver band.
“That’s a very romantic outlook on life.”
Blaine can tell it takes a lot for Sebastian to not make a negative comment
about Blaine’s decision. Blaine bites his lip and extends his other arm, taking
Sebastian’s hand in his.
“It doesn’t mean that I don’t want to be with you,” Blaine whispers, not
wanting to make the other patrons of the restaurant aware of their
conversation, “I just chose to wait until marriage to lose my virginity.”
“I lost mine to another dom when I turned fourteen,” Sebastian shrugs his
shoulders before letting go of Blaine’s hands and going back to eating his
fish. Blaine doesn’t even know what to say, and a lump in his throat forms
because of the casual way Sebastian talks about sex.
“It wasn’t bad, I just didn’t like being with another dom,” Sebastian adds when
he sees Blaine’s horrified expression.
“Do you regret it?”
“Not really, no. Come, judge me,” Sebastian laughs.
“I’m not judging… I just don’t understand why people are in such a rush to have
sex,” Blaine shakes his head.
“It feels great. I don’t know what it’s like for submissives, but dominating a
sub gives me a rush I can’t get any other way.”
“Well, I wouldn’t know what that’s like,” Blaine mumbles. He looks up when
Sebastian doesn’t answer with some snarky comment, and is instead met with
those piercing, green eyes fixated on his hazel ones.
“Just because you wear a purity ring doesn’t mean I can’t dominate you.”
Blaine feels his pussy throb at the husky tone Sebastian’s voice takes on. He
doesn’t have any problem with kissing Sebastian, and as long as it wouldn’t be
sexual domination, it would probably be completely okay for them to delve into
the dom/sub side of their relationship without breaking his promise. Blaine
distinctly remembers that his promise only entailed penetration.
“I’d like that,” Blaine says breathlessly. Sebastian looks at him for a few
more moments, his stare intense and piercing Blaine’s soul, before he smiles
and goes back to eating his fish. Blaine is left feeling lightheaded in a good
way.
                                       ~
He’s sitting on Sebastian’s lap in the backseat of the car, their lips sliding
wetly against each other as Blaine grinds his crotch against Sebastian’s. He
honestly has no idea how they ended up parked a few houses down from his house,
hidden behind the hedges of his neighbor so his parents wouldn’t be able to see
Sebastian’s car from the house.
“When I get you from your house next time,” Sebastian is interrupted by Blaine
kissing and sucking on his neck, a moan escaping his lips, “I want you to wait
on your knees with your head bowed down until I tell you to get up.”
“Yes,” Blaine sighs, distancing himself a little from Sebastian to cool down.
“You won’t talk to me until I start the conversation, and you will call me Sir
whenever we’re alone together.”
“What about when other people are around?” Blaine asks as he gets off
Sebastian’s lap and leans against the door, his feet still on top of
Sebastian’s legs.
“Then you call me Sebastian. Unless I tell you otherwise. And no stupid
nicknames like Bastian or Seb.”
“But I like Bas,” Blaine whines. The glare Sebastian sends his way is enough to
make him shut up immediately.
“I expect you to follow the rules we set up, and if you fail, you will be
punished.”
“How?”
“We’ll set up a preliminary contract next Saturday. Brainstorm some stuff you
want to put on there,” Sebastian stretches his back, his bones cracking
audibly. Blaine looks down swiftly at the other boys crotch, noting the bulge
of Sebastian’s hard penis, before he snaps his eyes back up, glad Sebastian
hadn’t caught him.
“Stuff like what?” Blaine asks, his mouth dry. He’s never written a contract
before, and he doesn’t know how truthful to the real deal his submissive
specific classes at school are.
“Things you don’t want me to do to you. Things you like and stuff that makes
you uncomfortable.” He’s quiet for a while before, “Like me hitting you. That
would fall into one of the categories.”
“I don’t think I’d like that,” Blaine wrinkles his nose.
“Bummer,” Sebastian climbs to the front of the car and checks the clock at the
dashboard. “It’s almost twelve. We should get you home.”
“Wait, would you like hitting me?” Blaine asks flabbergasted. He had never
actually thought about punishments before. Until now punishments for him meant
house arrest or losing his phone privileges for a few days.
“We can talk about that when we set up the contract,” Sebastian avoids
answering and starts his car, the engine roaring to life beneath them. The
vibrations turn on Blaine even more, and he almost rolls his eyes at his own
body as he climbs in the passenger seat.
                                       ~
“Sebastian seems very nice,” Blaine’s mother says the next day when they’re
eating breakfast, smiling slightly at her son as he stuffs his face full of
pancakes. “Is he treating you right?”
“Um, I guess,” Blaine says through the food in his mouth, his mother looking at
him with a disapproving glance as he swallows. “We talked about the purity
thing yesterday.”
“I hope he’s accepting your decision?” Pam stares intently at her son, making
Blaine squirm in his seat. He’s not sure how he’s meant to answer her; he
thinks she would be disappointed in him if he told her about their conversation
in the car, and that he knows how Sebastian’s body feels pressed against him in
the cramped space of a car backseat.
“He’s a sixteen year old dominant, Pam,” Mr. Anderson speaks up before Blaine
can think of an acceptable answer, “he’s going to find ways to be intimate with
Blaine that don’t go against the rules.”
Pam pouts at her husband before turning back to Blaine, who is sitting shell-
shocked in his seat. His father smiles at him before finishing his breakfast
and getting up, leaving behind a quiet Blaine with an irritated Pam.
“I’m not going to have sex with him,” Blaine says quickly before his mother can
make him feel bad about dating. “I fully intend to keep my promise it’s just…
it’s hard, sometimes.” Blaine sighs and puts down his knife and fork, leaning
back in the chair and avoiding his mother eyes.
“I know you won’t believe me, but I was young once too,” Pamela responds,
reaching over to take Blaine’s hand in hers. “I know what it’s like to have
your first boyfriend, and I even know what it’s like when that boy turns out to
be… more experienced.”
Blaine flushes. He doesn’t really want to listen to his mother telling him
about her love life, but he knows that her advice would probably turn out to
become really useful in the future, if his relationship with Sebastian would
last. So he braces himself and looks at his mother, the woman who had looked
out for him ever since he showed signs of being a submissive. Who had made him
feel better about being excluded from the dominant boys he had spent his
elementary school days with when they noticed that he wasn’t like them.
“I just worry that he’ll get bored of me eventually,” Blaine admits. “He’s had
boyfriends before.”
“I’m guessing he’s not a virgin?”
Blaine shakes his head. Talking like that with his mother was new, but he was
surprised at how just not awkward their whole exchange was. Their conversations
about relationships before had consisted of pure speculation, his mother
teaching him about submissive instincts and how to behave around dominants when
Blaine’s middle school hadn’t offered those courses. When he got to Dalton, he
had already known more about his own body and how it reacts to doms than most
of the freshman class combined.
“He’ll wait if he loves you, I’m sure of it. And if he doesn’t, there’s plenty
of other ways to make him feel good.”
“How?” Blaine asks confused. Pamela smiles indulgently at him before answering.
“Being submissive doesn’t just mean letting him take over in sexual situations.
You can make him feel in control in your daily life, too.”
“Oh, yeah, we kinda… talked about that already.” Blaine scratches the back of
his head out of embarrassment. He didn’t want his mother to think that he is
rushing into a too serious relationship too fast, but nothing had ever come
easier to Blaine than being around Sebastian.
“What did you come up with?” Pamela seems honestly interested, and Blaine
wonders if she really likes Sebastian or if she just wants to look out for her
son. He hopes it’s a mix of both.
“He said we should write a contract like I have with dad,” Blaine says,
thinking back to Sebastian’s kiss bruised lips suggesting something as binding
as an actual, written down contract. He doubts Nick and Jeff even have one.
“Wow,” Pamela says, and Blaine isn’t sure if she’s happy about this revelation
or not, “he’s… very forward thinking.”
“It wouldn’t be like, a real contract,” Blaine quickly explains, “I think we
would just feel more comfortable if we had set rules. I know dad would never
agree to let him become my legal dom just yet.”
“That would be a little fast, yes,” Pam says, squeezing Blaine’s hand to make
her point, “The youngest he would ever give you to someone would be eighteen.
And even then, he would have to really approve of your boyfriend.”
They’re quiet for a while before Blaine’s mother speaks again, softer this
time, stroking through Blaine’s curls while she talks.
“You’re still so young, Blaine. You’re my baby. I know that I should be more
relaxed about your life, since I already raised Cooper and had no problems
letting him go, but he wasn’t my biological son. His mom took care of him, and
by the time I came around he was already aware of how the world sees him and
how they see dominants.”
“Don’t you think we should be treated the same as them?” Blaine asks, his heart
sinking into his stomach when he hears his mother speak about such a
controversial issue in a more conservative way.
“I want you to have all the chances doms have,” Pam avoids answering, “but it’s
still so different. People will try to take advantage of you because you’re a
sub.”
Blaine doesn’t want to hear this stuff. On a rational level, he knows his
mother is right, but he’s so frustrated with being treated differently. Even at
Dalton, where he had been a member of the student council since his first year,
he had to constantly prove himself as a valuable member. Heck, Dalton never
even had a submissive student president before, and Blaine wasn’t too hopeful
for next year’s elections, when he would be running.
“I know,” Blaine eventually sighs, pulling his hand from his mothers.
“I wish it were different, honey,” Pam mumbles as Blaine walks out of the room
to work on listing things for his preliminary contract with Sebastian.
                                       ~
“No cutting me, no hitting me with belts or other things that could have sharp
edges, I don’t want you to do any freaky stuff with fire, generally don’t beat
me,” Blaine lists off while massaging Sebastian’s legs, which were currently
thrown over his lap as Sebastian typed away at their contract.
“What about spanking?” Sebastian interjects, angling the screen of the laptop
down lower so he could look at Blaine.
“You could spank my butt for punishments, but I don’t want you to hit me
anywhere else.”
“Okay,” Sebastian sighs, clearly not satisfied with the answer Blaine gave.
“Do you not agree with that?” Blaine asks, stepping forward into discussing
their kinks carefully.
Most of the contract had been set, the guides of being honest with each other
and how they treated each other in public in contrast to when they were alone
coming quick and naturally to them, while discussing actual sexual acts went
much slower. They had finally decided to talk about what they didn’t want to
do, instead of what they wanted, when Blaine had been too shy to talk about his
needs.
“I like the control slaps give me,” Sebastian admits, worrying his lip between
his teeth.
“You mean like,” Blaine motions to his cheeks, “slapping my face and stuff?”
Sebastian nods slowly. “We can write it down as a hard no if you’re really
against it.”
“But it’s something you want.”
“Doesn’t matter if it makes you uncomfortable.”
Blaine thinks it over for a while. He wonders how he would feel if Sebastian
denied him something he really liked – he had found out quickly that Sebastian
wasn’t as affectionate as him, but still tolerated cuddling and holding hands
whenever they had the opportunity to. If Sebastian would want to take something
like that away from Blaine, Blaine doesn’t believe he could stay and be happy.
At the same time, Blaine had sworn to himself that he would never let his
dominant abuse him, and getting hit in the face by the man he loves would be
dangerously close to spousal abuse. It is spousal abuse, Blaine thinks darkly,
but he knows Sebastian isn’t cruel. He wouldn’t hurt Blaine just to see him
wince in pain.
“Put it down as a soft no. I need some time to think about it,” Blaine speaks
up finally. He lets his fingers glide beneath the hem of Sebastian’s pants,
stroking his fingers through coarse leg hair and over soft skin.
“We’ll try out this contract for a week and then make changes anyway,”
Sebastian decides, going back to typing in the things Blaine doesn’t enjoy,
“something else?”
“Um, pee and poop stuff?” Blaine hides his face behind his free hand. “I don’t
think I could enjoy that.”
Sebastian nods and notes down the items.
“Can I add more stuff to the list as we start experimenting with each other? I
can’t think of anything else right now,” Blaine sighs after thinking over his
mental list of points he had prepared for a week.
“Sure,” Sebastian is quiet for a while before he starts talking about his
preferences. “I don’t want you to take over a dominant role inside or outside
the bedroom unless I order you to,” he continues, “I don’t want you to
blindfold me or tie me up, or anything that would take control from me. I don’t
want you to use your teeth during oral sex,” Blaine blushes at that, nodding in
agreement before Sebastian speaks again, “Also, I don’t like fisting and foot
stuff at all.”
“I agree with everything,” Blaine says, before adding, “you seem to like the
leg massage though, so why no foot stuff?”
“It’s different. This isn’t sexual,” Sebastian explains, putting the laptop
down after he is done writing his ‘No-List.’ “I just don’t want to lick or suck
your toes, or have you do it to me,” Sebastian shudders at the thought, and
Blaine almost laughs out loud.
“You’re weird,” he exclaims as he leans forward and kisses Sebastian’s lips,
their tongues sliding against each other’s from the moment their lips are in
contact.
They make out for a while, Sebastian pressing Blaine on his back after a few
minutes of being on the bottom, laying his body onto Blaine’s. Blaine’s
breathing speeds up as he can feel Sebastian pressing his hips against Blaine’s
crotch, rubbing his cock against Blaine’s pussy, just a few layers of clothing
between them.
Blaine had told him he was completely okay with making out, touching, and dry
humping each other, but to actually feel Sebastian move against him like
thiswas completely different from how he imagined it. He could feel Sebastian’s
weight everywhere, his body heating up Blaine’s as he got pressed into the
mattress by his boyfriend.
“My mom could see us,” Blaine mumbles as Sebastian moves on to trail kisses
down Blaine’s throat. Sebastian stops momentarily to take Blaine’s hands in
his, before putting them above Blaine’s head and pressing them down. Blaine’s
mouth goes dry. This is the first time Sebastian actually uses a dominant
gesture when they’re being intimate, and Blaine can feel his body’s response
immediately. His crotch tingles pleasantly, and he can feel himself getting wet
as he spreads his thighs a little wider to make more room for Sebastian.
“She’s downstairs; we’ll hear her if she comes up,” Sebastian whispers hotly
against Blaine’s neck, throwing a quick glance to the open door of Blaine’s
room (a condition he had to agree to in order to let Sebastian come into his
room.) Blaine grunts when Sebastian lets one of his hands travel beneath
Blaine’s shirt, stroking over his sides as his tongue licks a stripe up
Blaine’s throat, his other hand still pressing Blaine’s arms above his head.
“I want you to call me Sir when I’m dominating you, Master if it makes you more
comfortable,” Sebastian suddenly speaks up, removing his body from Blaine’s
completely. Blaine whines and holds onto Sebastian’s shirt, pulling the
dominant down again.
“I will, I will,” Blaine pants when Sebastian refuses to kiss him, remembering
the point in their contract that lined out the necessity of verbal confirmation
whenever they tried something new, or found a new rule they wanted to add. When
Sebastian still doesn’t kiss him, Blaine opens his eyes.
Sebastian is staring him right in the eyes, his brows furrowed at Blaine. It
takes Blaine a few seconds to register his mistake.
“I will, Sir,” he breathes out, and then Sebastian kisses him again, their lips
meeting for a few seconds each kiss and parting with a smacking sound so loud,
Blaine is sure his mother can hear it downstairs in the living room.
“How far do you want this to go?” Sebastian asks after a few minutes of them
grinding against each other, Blaine’s shirt pushed up to reveal his belly
button and Sebastian’s shirt opened a few buttons at the bottom where Blaine
had touched his stomach.
“I want,” Blaine starts, but he stops quickly, realizing how vulnerable he is
right now. He blushes at the situation; him sprawled out on the bed with
Sebastian above him, pressing him into the bed.
“Tell me,” Sebastian demands, his thumb stroking over Blaine’s wrist, which is
still pinned above his head.
“I don’t want to do anything while my mom is in the house,” Blaine admits,
biting his lip and avoiding Sebastian’s gaze. He feels bad for leading
Sebastian on, turning him on and then not following through within the
boundaries they had set up just minutes prior.
“Okay,” Sebastian says after a while, sitting on his knees between Blaine’s
legs, wrapping Blaine’s thighs around his waist. “Do you want to put that in
the contract? No sex unless we’re alone?”
“Maybe?” Blaine says after he thinks about it for a few seconds, “I think I’d
be okay with it if we’re married. But until then I don’t want to do more than
making out when my parents are home.”
“All right,” Sebastian answers, letting his hands stroke up Blaine’s calves to
his thighs and circling his thumb close to Blaine’s groin. Blaine can feel his
underwear clinging to his vagina, they’re so wet. He would have to change them
after Sebastian left.
“You could sleep over at my place sometime,” Sebastian suggests after Blaine
had closed his eyes, enjoying the stimulation from the massage Sebastian gave
him. “My parents aren’t home very often, and we could get to know each other’s
bodies then.”
Blaine gets hot at the thought of spending an entire night with Sebastian,
cuddled together in one bed and undressing each other without having to worry
about anybody interrupting. God, he can’t wait to get Sebastian out of his
clothes and worship his dominants body, push down his boxers and suck his cock
until Sebastian would hold his head in place and thrust into his mouth until
Blaine was gagging-
Blaine winces in pain when Sebastian squeezes his thigh quickly, but hard.
“Answer Blaine, I asked you a question.”
“Yes sir,” Blaine says breathlessly, “I’d love to stay over at your house. But
I don’t think my parents will agree to it.”
“I’ll talk to them,” Sebastian smiles down at him, his hands wandering beneath
Blaine’s thighs to massage the flesh close to Blaine’s butt, “Don’t worry.”
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
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News about their relationship spread like a wildfire around Dalton. While they
don’t do anything too romantic while they’re at school (both acutely aware of
how Dalton’s rules considering relationships between students went against what
was between them), they do stay close together, sitting with each other at
lunch and walking to class together. Blaine spends the majority of his days
next to Sebastian’s side, occasionally getting dragged off by Jeff who rolls
his eyes at them every chance he could get.
“I don’t get it,” Jeff says when they’re alone together in their dorm room,
“just a few weeks ago you complained about how you didn’t understand why every
sub at school wanted a dom so badly, and now you can’t go a minute without
Sebastian by your side.”
“How do you not get it? It’s the same with Nick and you,” Blaine retorts, not
looking up from the draft of his English essay that he would have to finish
before the week was up.
“I’m pretty sure Nick and I aren’t as hardcore as Sebastian and you, though,”
Jeff admits after a while. “We’re pretty vanilla when it comes to dominance and
submission. Sebastian and you seem different.”
“How so?” Blaine asks, genially curious. He, of course, knows that Nick and
Jeff only just started diving into BDSM and that the first few months of their
relationship had been spent as if they weren’t dom and sub, but Sebastian and
he hadn’t really done anything either. Blaine didn’t think of his relationship
with Sebastian as different from the one of his friends.
“Sebastian just seems really into the whole taking care of you thing,” Jeff
explains, cracking his knuckles and fidgeting his fingers. “You two actually
seem like what a dom and sub are supposed to be.”
“Do you think that your relationship with Nick isn’t like that?”
“Nick and I treat each other like two doms or two subs would treat each other.
I think he’s scared he’ll hurt me if he starts ordering me around.”
“Don’t you think you should discuss that with Nick, and not with me?” Blaine
asks, trying to guide his friend to talking with Nick about discussing what
both of them want in their relationship.
“I don’t know exactly what I want, though,” Jeff admits. “I don’t want him to
treat me like his property when we’re in public, but I wish he would be harder
on me when we have sex.”
“Seriously Jeff, this is turning into TMI,” Blaine laughs. “Talk about it with
Nick, I’m sure you two will work it out.”
“I will if you promise me you’ll tell me all about you and Sebastian,” Jeff
says, his voice taking on a playful tone. “What did Mr. Smythe do to you that
you can’t stand being separated from him?” Jeff waggles his eyebrows.
“Oh my gosh,” Blaine laughs, “I’m not gonna tell you dirty secrets about my sex
life!”
“So there is a sex life to report about! My oh my Blaine, what would your mommy
think if she knew how dirty you were?”
Blaine throws a pillow into Jeff’s direction to shut him up.
                                       ~
Sebastian becomes a regular guest at the Anderson’s house, both of Blaine’s
parents quickly falling in love with the perfect, charming son-in-law act
Sebastian puts on every time he’s around Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. Blaine rolls
his eyes each time Sebastian compliments his mother’s cooking or talks business
with his father, but he secretly loves that Sebastian fits in so well with his
family. It will make his future life with Sebastian a lot easier if his parents
approve of their relationship.
“I saw you rolling your eyes at me, Blaine. That was rude,” Sebastian whispers
into Blaine’s ears when they have a few seconds to themselves after clearing
the dishes, Blaine’s mother in the kitchen putting them into the dishwasher,
and his father in the living room to get a glass of scotch for Sebastian and
himself.
“I’ m sorry,” Blaine giggles when Sebastian presses him against the wall of the
dining room before lifting one of Blaine’s legs and wrapping it around
Sebastian’s waist, their groins pressing together. Blaine’s breath catches.
“How about you show me how sorry you are?” Sebastian presses his lips against
Blaine’s throat, lightly sucking on the skin that would be hidden by the Dalton
dress shirts during the week. It had been one of Blaine’s rules, who had been
approached by one of his teachers about the inappropriate marks on his neck
after Sebastian had gotten carried away during one of their make-out sessions.
It had been one of the most embarrassing moments in his life, and only his good
relationship with Dalton’s teacher had saved him from the faculty calling his
and Sebastian’s parents in for a meeting.
Blaine groans quietly and fists his hands into Sebastian’s sweater when
Sebastian puts one of his hands on Blaine’s butt, slowly stroking down until
he’s touching Blaine’s pussy.
“My dad’s gonna come back soon,” Blaine whispers, but he doesn’t dare to push
Sebastian away. Getting pressed into the wall feels too good, and one of
Sebastian’s fingers is stroking over his clit in broad circles, making Blaine’s
pussy moist with arousal.
Sebastian removes his hand and puts it on Blaine’s waist instead, a
considerable distance away from anything on Blaine’s body his parents would
deem inappropriate. He lets off Blaine’s neck and presses their lips together
instead.
“Don’t think I forgot about you being rude,” Sebastian mumbles before he steps
away from Blaine, just seconds before Blaine’s father walks into the room
again. Blaine swallows hard as he watches Sebastian gratefully accept the
scotch, his doms dilated pupils still fixed on Blaine.
“So, Richard,” Sebastian starts while turning his body towards Blaine, and
Blaine has to bite his lip to not roll his eyes at Sebastian using Blaine’s
fathers first name. “I was wondering on your house rules considering Blaine
having doms over night.”
Richard Anderson laughs at Sebastian’s formal yet eager tone, knowing just too
well what Sebastian’s real intentions are.
“You know I have nothing against you dating my son, Sebastian, but his mother
wouldn’t approve of that.”
“Oh come on, Richard,” Sebastian nudges Mr. Anderson’s side with his elbow,
“We’ll be well behaved.”
“I can’t let you do that, Sebastian,” Richard sighs, patting Sebastian’s
shoulder. “I’ll be more than happy to have you stay over as soon as you two are
bonded.”
“It was worth a try,” Sebastian shrugs before walking over to Blaine, slipping
an arm around his waist. He presses a kiss against Blaine’s temple, and Blaine
grimaces at the smell of the alcohol.
“Don’t you have to drive home later?” Blaine asks, nodding at the drink in
Sebastian’s hand and crossing his arms in front of his body. He doesn’t approve
of drinking under influence – most of all he doesn’t want Sebastian to get
hurt.
“I can handle one drink,” Sebastian says, squeezing Blaine’s hip before leaving
his side and swallowing the rest of the scotch. He puts the empty glass on the
table before he takes Blaine’s hand again and pulls him into the direction of
Blaine’s bedroom.
“Keep the door open, boys!” Richard laughs as they walk off, shaking his head
at the two young boys. “You have an hour until Sebastian has to leave.”
“Okay, dad!” Blaine calls out while being pulled away, a little embarrassed
about his father knowing exactly what they were going to do once they were in
Blaine’s room.
 
“Get on all fours,” Sebastian orders when they reach Blaine’s room, pushing him
gentle into the direction of the bed. Blaine obliges, his heart beating fast in
excitement as he climbs onto the bed, his butt facing Sebastian while his face
is in front of the wall. He hears his door creak slightly as Sebastian closes
it halfway, just leaving it open enough to count as appropriate in Blaine’s
parents mind.
“Can I take off your pants?” Sebastian asks as he steps up behind Blaine,
pulling him down the bed by his hips so Sebastian’s crotch is pressing against
Blaine’s pussy and ass. Blaine moans quietly and lowers his torso so his chest
touches the bed.
“Yes, please.”
Sebastian’s hands reach around Blaine’s body, opening the button and zipper of
his pants before pulling them down to Blaine’s knees. Blaine wonders if there’s
a wet spot on his bright blue briefs, and suddenly feels very self-conscious
about his half naked state. He’s never been that exposed to someone before, and
if Sebastian didn’t like what he’s about to see it will be the end of their
relationship.
“I’m going to punish you for rolling your eyes at me and questioning me in
front of your father,” Sebastian says calmly as he strokes his hands over
Blaine’s butt. Blaine has to remember what he had said that could have offended
Sebastian, and it hits him that Sebastian was probably insulted because he had
thought he can’t handle one drink.
“How, Sir?” Blaine asks, even though he can already infer from the position he
is in.  
“I think five slaps are enough. I know you’ve never had a dom before, so I’ll
take it easy on you,” Sebastian says as he pulls the sides of Blaine’s briefs
together in the middle so his cheeks are exposed but his pussy and crack still
covered. Blaine’s ears get hot as blood shoots up into his face. “If you
continue treating me without respect, I’ll be harder on you.”
“I’m sorry, Sir,” Blaine says before he feels the first slap, a loud crack
echoing throughout his room when Sebastian’s open palm hits his right cheek. It
doesn’t hurt as much as Blaine thought it would; it’s mostly just a stinging
sensation followed by tingling in the area that has been hit.
Sebastian strokes lightly over where he had hit Blaine, waiting a few seconds
to give Blaine a chance to interject if he’s uncomfortable. Blaine licks over
his lips, waiting patiently for the second slap. Sebastian must notice that
he’s okay with his punishment, because the second slap is way harder than the
first one. Blaine lets out a noise somewhere between a yell and a groan, biting
his wrist when pain spreads out over his entire bottom. Sebastian’s hands are
calming the burn by lightly stroking over it, before he lets his hands wander
further down to Blaine’s pussy, stroking over it through Blaine’s underwear.
Blaine moans when Sebastian’s fingers slip beneath his briefs, his fingers
stroking through Blaine’s wet folds. Blaine spreads his legs wider and arches
his back, his pussy throbbing and drooling all over Sebastian’s fingers.
“You’re so wet,” Sebastian rubs over Blaine’s clit again before he pulls away
his finger, slapping Blaine quickly and hardtwice in a row. Blaine can’t keep
himself from yelling, his noises only partially muffled by his own hand. He’s
glad his room is on the second floor and his parents have a habit of turning up
the TV volume.
“One more, baby,” Sebastian whispers as his hands find Blaine’s pussy again,
one of his fingers slipping into Blaine’s hole while still rubbing his clit.
Blaine knows it can’t be more than one knuckle deep, but it feels as if
electrical impulses are going through his entire body. If that’s what it’s like
to have Sebastian finger him, he’ll have serious problems to wait until he is
married. He comes before he even has the chance to savor the moment, his body
shuddering while Sebastian continues rubbing hard over his clit. When he comes
down from his orgasm, Sebastian slaps him for the last time.
“You did well,” Sebastian says as he pulls Blaine’s pants up again and pushes
Blaine down completely onto the bed. Blaine can still feel his pussy throbbing
as he turns over on his side, Sebastian laying down behind him and wrapping his
body around Blaine’s.
“That was really nice,” Blaine whispers, feeling warm all over and loved and
taken care of. Being spooned after the punishment is almost as good as having
Sebastian assert his dominance over him, a warm shudder spreading all over
Blaine’s body.
“You’re really hot when you come,” Sebastian traces kisses onto Blaine’s neck,
his warm breath tickling Blaine’s sensitive skin. Blaine grins at the weird
compliment.
“Do you want me to take care of you?” Blaine asks, suddenly remembering that
Sebastian is probably still turned on. Blaine turns around in his boyfriend’s
arms, his face pressed against Sebastian’s chest, and places his hand near
Sebastian’s hip, stroking circles over the thin material of his dress pants.
“No, I’m pretty sure your parents will check up on us soon.”
Blaine groans quietly, momentarily hating his parents for being around all the
damn time. Sebastian and he would never have a moment to themselves before
marriage, between helicopter parents and the strict rules enforced by the
teachers at Dalton.
 “Are you going to marry me?” Blaine asks, his tongue loosened by the amazing
orgasm he just had. He doesn’t want to think about a world where he won’t have
the chance to have sex with Sebastian.
“If you don’t get sick of me before that,” Sebastian laughs, pressing a kiss
against Blaine’s forehead.
“Blaine Smythe,” Blaine muses, throwing his arms around Sebastian and cuddling
their bodies closer together. “Or Sebastian Anderson. Or Blaine Anderson-
Smythe.”
“Definitely Blaine Smythe. I’m a sucker for tradition.”
“What if I want to keep my last name?”
“What do you want more, your last name or me?” Sebastian laughs quietly, and
Blaine rolls his eyes while keeping his lids closed. No need to offend his dom
by showing disrespect again.
                                       ~
“My family is visiting New York this Christmas break,” Blaine tells Sebastian a
few weeks later, when they’re sitting on a couch in one of the common rooms at
Dalton. Blaine has his legs thrown over Sebastian’s lap, a book he needs to
read for English in his hands, while Sebastian absentmindedly strokes over his
legs while typing around on his phone.
“That’s nice, I guess,” Sebastian answers absently after a few seconds, the
hand massaging Blaine’s leg stilling.
“My parents asked if you wanted to come with us.”
Sebastian locks his phone and puts it back into his pants pocket, turning his
body more towards Blaine.
“Does that mean I get to share a hotel room with you?” Sebastian’s grin is
dirty, and Blaine has to remember himself to not roll his eyes at his dominant.
He likes the rewards Sebastian gives him when he’s good much better than the
punishments he got for being disrespectful. Last weekend at the Anderson’s
house, Sebastian had massaged his back for being a good submissive the entire
week, which of course ended with Sebastian’s hand slipping beneath Blaine’s
loose sweatpants and getting him off just using his fingers. The only thing
that would have made that day better was if Blaine had gotten the chance to
reciprocate the orgasm.
“Maybe I can ask my parents if we can share a room if Cooper stays in it, too,”
Blaine thinks out loud. His brother wasn’t known for responsibility, so they
could maybe end up with a few hours for themselves. Blaine doesn’t know when he
became so interested in the sexual side of his relationship with Sebastian, but
he knows he won’t be able to be around Sebastian 24/7 without at least heavy
making out and a little groping.
“Who’s Cooper?”
“Oh,” Blaine realizes, “I haven’t told you about him yet. He’s my older
brother.”
“Another Anderson man? My dreams came true,” Sebastian teases.
“Shut up. He’s only my half-brother.”
“Close enough. Is he a sub?”
“Yeah,” Blaine admits reluctantly. He really doesn’t want Sebastian to find his
brother attractive, jealousy already settling deep within his chest and making
it hard for him to breathe. If they all shared a hotel room, Sebastian seeing
Cooper shirtless would be inevitable, which might turn Sebastian onto the idea
of polygamy. And the last thing Blaine wants is to share Sebastian with
another, more experienced sub.
“Blaine, I was joking. You know I’m committed to you,” Sebastian’s hand takes
up the massage again, high on Blaine’s thighs this time. Blaine quickly looks
around the room, but there is no teacher supervising them.
“I know. I’m just needy.”
“I like that,” Sebastian’s hand creeps between his legs, stroking over Blaine’s
inner thigh, close to the subs crotch. “I like that it kills you when I look at
other men. It reminds me that you’ll be mine.”
Blaine can’t breathe. Sebastian’s pupils are dilated and fixed on Blaine’s face
while his pointer finger drags up from Blaine’s ass up to his clit. Blaine
looks away; he can’t handle looking at Sebastian right now, it feels wrong to
stare at his dominant when he was spoken to like that. He wonders if that’s one
of those instinctive responses he had learned about in his sub classes, or if
it’s just his relationship with Sebastian that brings out that side of him.
“No,” Blaine says firmly when Sebastian puts his palm flatly onto Blaine’s
crotch, completely ignoring the students who had stopped working on their
homework and focused their attention onto the pair on the couch.
“Sebastian, stop,” Blaine grabs Sebastian’s hand and pulls him away when the
dominant won’t remove his hand. Blaine knows he fucked up badly immediately.
When Sebastian pulls away from him completely before standing up, he already
knows he’s expected on his knees. He slides off the couch with his eyes fixed
on the ground, his hands behind his back and his knees on the hard wood floor.
“What is your safeword, Blaine?” Sebastian asks harshly, the whole room’s
attention focused on the dominant towering in front of his sub.
“Warbler, Sir.”
“Then why didn’t you use it, and instead made a scene in front of everybody?”
Sebastian sounds really angry, and Blaine can feel tears gathering in his eyes.
He swallows hard before answering.
“I’m sorry, Sir, I wasn’t thinking.”
Sebastian grabs his chin and pushes his face up, so Blaine has to look at him.
Blaine hears a loud smack and feels a stinging sensation on his cheek, and it
takes him a few seconds before he realizes that Sebastian had just slapped him
in front of their classmates. His dom had done something to him that was still
on their soft no list without talking about it, and in front of people Blaine
knew.
Blaine feels betrayed and used.
“Get up and go to my room,” Sebastian orders. Blaine is too scared to point out
he isn’t allowed in the dom dormitories; Sebastian would probably find a way
around that.
Blaine’s a few steps out of the building walking towards the dormitories when
Sebastian catches up to him, pressing his open palm into Blaine’s lower back.
They’re quiet as they walk; Blaine not knowing what to say and Sebastian too
angry to talk calmly. Blaine wonders if that’s the end of their relationship.
 
“I’m sorry,” Sebastian says when they’re alone in his room. Blaine sits down on
Sebastian’s bed, his cheek still stinging angrily.
“Me too,” Blaine sighs, “I  messed up back there.”
“I shouldn’t have slapped you. You have to understand I did it not because I
wanted to hurt you, but because I have to establish myself as your dom.”
“What do you mean?” Blaine looks up, confused. Sebastian is leaning against the
desk at the other side of the room, leaving a safe distance between Blaine and
himself to make Blaine more comfortably with being alone with him.
“Everybody watches us, Blaine, you must notice that. All the doms already
turned their backs on Nick because he lets Jeff get away with everything, and I
have to prove myself even more because I’m new, and I’m dating you.”
“But everybody already loves you so much,” Blaine says. He would have never
thought there’s any pressure on Sebastian for dating him, and he suddenly feels
bad because he had been testing out his limits in their relationship outside of
the bedroom.
“Most of them are jealous,” Sebastian admits after a while. “Everybody wants to
be the one by your side, Blaine.”
“But I love you,” Blaine whispers, sliding off the bed and crawling towards
Sebastian. He can see his dom bite his lip when Blaine stops in front of him,
his face in front of Sebastian’s crotch. Blaine puts his hands on Sebastian’s
thighs and leans forwards, pressing his face against the bulge in Sebastian’s
pants and closing his eyes when Sebastian doesn’t push him away.
“I love you and I’m going to be your husband,” Blaine continues, blinking up at
Sebastian, his face still pressed against Sebastian’s covered cock. “And it’s
okay if we mess up, because I know you’re not perfect and you love control a
little too much,” Blaine stops shortly when Sebastian snorts, “just promise me
we’ll continue talking about this stuff.”
“I promise,” Sebastian whispers, his hands stroking through Blaine’s gelled
down hair. He would let nothing come in-between them.
                                       ~
It’s awkward for the next few days at Dalton. Everybody whispers about them,
people point out how red Blaine’s cheek is from when Sebastian slapped him, and
it feels like every teacher comes up to Blaine to ask him if he needs help.
He’s had to explain that he wasn’t a victim of abuse at least five times
already, and that Sebastian didn’t mean it, and each time he feels like one of
those subs excusing their dominants bad behavior. He wants to believe Sebastian
is different from those doms who abuse and hurt their subs, but he knows that
only time could tell. Until then, he has to life with crippling doubt about
Sebastian’s true colors.
“I want to talk about our contract again,” Sebastian mumbles into Blaine’s hair
when they’re lying next to each other on Blaine’s bed on Friday.
“What about it?”
“Public punishments and the old slapping debate.”
Blaine barks out a laugh. This must be the third conversation they had about
slapping, and each time he had asked for more time to think about it.
“I’m okay with public punishments as long as you don’t make me take off my
clothes,” Blaine answers, remembering how it had felt like he really belonged
to Sebastian when he had been on his knees in front of him, Dalton’s students
gawking at them. “It’s just that I have no idea how to feel about the slapping
part.”
“Just tell me what you’re scared of.”
“I’m scared that I’ll start believing I deserve to be abused,” Blaine admits.
“It feels like the first step into an unhealthy relationship.”
“We can set down rules about how far I can go,” Sebastian argues, one hand
slipping beneath Blaine’s shirt to make them both feel more at easy by having
skin to skin contact.
“When you slapped me,” Blaine begins, “I immediately searched for an argument
to justify why I deserved it. I’m scared that I’ll get so dependent on you that
you can play me like a toy.”
Sebastian is quiet for a while, and Blaine has to turn around so they’re facing
each other to make sure his boyfriend didn’t fall asleep. His eyes are open,
and Blaine can almost see the wheels turn in his head.
“I think we should put it on the hard no list,” Sebastian finally decides. “I
can see myself losing control if you allow me to go this far. I don’t want to
hurt and drive you away, Blaine.”
Blaine’s throat closes up. He appreciates Sebastian’s honesty, but he had hoped
on a different outcome, where Sebastian assured him that he knew what he was
doing at all times. But it is now that Blaine has to accept that Sebastian is
just a person, too.
                                       ~
They tip toe around each other for a while after their conversation about
domestic violence, both of them hesitant to go back to the way things were
before. They still sit next to each other during meals and classes, are
inseparable during Warbler’s practice, but it feels different. More grown up,
Blaine thinks to himself. They have been talking an awfully lot about the
future of their relationship ever since Blaine brought up the possibility of
marriage and bonding. Their contract has been ever-changing ever since they had
written it, but after adding notes about public punishments and putting
slapping on the hard-no-list, there hadn’t been any additional tweaks.
“Are you and Sebastian okay?” Jeff asks one morning at breakfast when Sebastian
is off jogging.
“Yeah, we’re swell,” Blaine answers, already annoyed at Jeff for asking him.
Everybody had been asking him ever since the slap and he’s so over convincing
people that he’s okay. He doesn’t understand why people seem to think he’s the
only one who needs a talking to, while Sebastian hasn’t been approached about
his behavior at all.
“Did you two talk it out?”
“Jeff, please,” Blaine groans quietly, trying to not pull even more attention
onto himself, “we talked about it in detail and changed stuff on our contract
around so things like that won’t happen anymore.”
“Contract?” Jeff’s eyes are wide open in shock. “You guys have an actual,
written down contract?”
“Um, yeah,” Blaine answers, not knowing what the big deal is. Jeff and Nick are
in a relationship too, shouldn’t Jeff be more intimate with the use of
contracts?
“That’s like… really serious,” Jeff purses his lips while thinking about his
best friend’s relationship, “but I guess it fits in with the whole ‘I am your
protector’-thing Sebastian has with you.”
“He’s not my protector,” Blaine responds, almost crossing his arms in front of
himself before reminding himself that he’s not a petulant child. “We’re just…
planning for the future. Making it easier on us for when we’re of age.”
“So you’re actually like, promised to him?”
“I guess,” Blaine shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t think he’s talked to my dad
about it yet.”
The idea of Sebastian discussing Blaine’s future with Blaine’s father makes
Blaine’s stomach churn, and he doesn’t know if it’s in a good or bad way. He’s
sure he wants Sebastian to become is dom and his husband, but the fact that he
has no say in the actual bonding part of their relationship makes him feel like
he doesn’t matter. His father could decide one day to the next that he didn’t
want to be Blaine’s responsibility anymore and give him up to the next best
dominant without Blaine’s approval.
It’s why Blaine’s mother had conditioned him to see bonding and marriage as a
one-package deal. At least when getting married, there was a need for consent
from Blaine’s part.
“Isn’t this all a little quick?” Jeff says quietly, his hand gabbing Blaine’s
beneath the table. “You’re not even seventeen yet.”
“To be honest, I just want to have him all to my own already,” Blaine says
brashly. If Sebastian could show Blaine belonged to him in public, Blaine could
stake claim over Sebastian, too.
“Blaine Anderson, sex fiend,” Jeff laughs slightly, squeezing Blaine’s hand
before going back to eating his breakfast. “Who would have thought?”
“Certainly not me,” Blaine says more lightheartedly, biting into his bagel with
vigor.
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Notes
     Early update because there might not be power in my city's district
     tomorrow.
Blaine is amazed that his parents agreed to let him share a hotel room with
Sebastian. Admittedly, Cooper’s presence in the room is an all-time must any
time they are in their room, the three of them sharing their space together
with Blaine and Sebastian on one twin bed, and Cooper on the other, but it’s
more privacy than they had ever had before. Combining that with the excitement
of seeing New York City for the first time makes Blaine giddier than a pre-
schooler who is about to visit Disney Land.
“We’re going to see the Statue of Liberty tomorrow!” Blaine squeals when he
lies down next to Sebastian on their bed, cuddling into his boyfriend’s side
and letting his hand rest on the toned six-pack only separated from his hand by
the thin fabric of Sebastian’s sleeping shirt. He lets his hand map out
Sebastian’s abs through the shirt while Cooper is getting his sleeping clothes
out of his suitcase.
“Is he always that squeaky in bed?” Cooper snorts.
“I try my best,” Sebastian answers teasingly, pressing a kiss against Blaine’s
forehead when Blaine widens his eyes in shock. Cooper laughs out loud and
shakes his head.
“You know, I promised mom and dad that I’d make sure you two wouldn’t get too
close during this trip,” Cooper says, waggling his eyebrows at them. Blaine
groans and buries his face in Sebastian’s chest, throwing one of his legs over
Sebastian’s hip so that he’s half on top of his boyfriend.
“You could tell Richard and Pamela that I’m a perfect gentleman, or you could
tell them the truth,” Sebastian retorts, one of his hands settling on Blaine’s
butt. “It’s up to you.” Blaine moans quietly enough so only Sebastian can hear
it, mostly just to make Sebastian horny but also partly because it feels so
goodto be touched like that.
“Well, I can’t have my eyes on you two all the time.”
The meaning of that sentence doesn’t go by Blaine unnoticed. Cooper pretty much
just gave them blanket permission to be intimate without it finding its way to
their parents. The only question now was how to convince Cooper to be out of
the hotel room as long as possible.
“Message received,” Sebastian grins, “you were just about to go shower, right?”
Cooper rolls his eyes and flips Sebastian off, but he turns around and walks
into the separate bathroom, the noise of a shower turning on heard soon after.
Sebastian turns them around so Blaine is lying on his back and then takes his
hands and places them around the metal bars on the end of the bed specifically
placed for things like that.
“Your brother is so fucking rude,” Sebastian sounds amused and irritated, and
Blaine is eternally grateful that Sebastian isn’t into the whole ‘loose sub
without standards’ thing Cooper has perfected. While Sebastian had put on a
nice face around Cooper the whole day, Blaine knew that Sebastian was
internally screaming at Cooper’s huge ego and general obnoxiousness.
“Aren’t you glad I’m totally into being underneath you?” Blaine smiles up at
him, grabbing the metal bars willingly and spreading his legs so Sebastian
could fit in between them.
“I’m pretty sure Cooper would rather wrestle a dom before he’d be on the
bottom,” Sebastian muses before stroking over Blaine’s face, his thumb pressing
against his boyfriends lips. He slips his thumb into Blaine’s mouth, stroking
over his submissives tongue before pulling his hand back and replacing his
thumb with his middle and ring finger. Blaine closes his eyes in shame, but
sucks on his boyfriend’s fingers none the less, his crotch starting to demand
attention by throbbing slightly.
“Nice,” Sebastian comments when he pulls his fingers out, a string of spit
hanging between his digits and Blaine’s lips. Blaine licks it away, his eyes
still closed.
“Let’s get under the covers,” Sebastian suggest after wiping his fingers off on
the sheets.
Blaine gets comfortable while Sebastian turns out all the lights except the
small lamp on their bedside table. He smiles up at his dom when he gets back
into bed, his heartbeat settling on a steady but fast pace from the excitement
of actually getting to make out and touch Sebastian today. He’s exhausted from
the flight, but sleep is pretty much the farthest thing from his mind right
now.
Sebastian is above him again, their bodies touching chest to toe, and already
Blaine begins to sweat a little. It’s warm inside the room and he’s wearing a
pajama set, and Sebastian’s body tends to drive quite hot whenever he’s near
Blaine.
“Does the rule about no sex when someone’s around apply here?” Sebastian
whispers hotly against Blaine’s mouth before connecting their lips, making
Blaine moans softly.
“No,” Blaine giggles when their lips part for a second. He wraps his arms
around Sebastian’s neck, pulling him farther down so their faces crash against
each other.
“Easy there.” Blaine can feel Sebastian’s smirk against his lips when they
crash together again, Sebastian’s tongue swiftly entering Blaine’s mouth and
stroking over his teeth and gums. Blaine breathes out heavy, his pussy full on
pounding between his legs now that they are so close together. He can feel
Sebastian’s crotch pressing against his own, the soft material of Sebastian’s
boxers doing nothing to hide his boyfriend’s boner.
“Take off your shirt,” Sebastian orders after a while, and Blaine practically
rips the buttoned up pajama top from his body. Sebastian laughs quietly at
Blaine’s enthusiasm but he quietens when Blaine’s tan skin is revealed, his
chest completely hairless and a soft belly where Sebastian is used to toned
abs.
Sebastian leans down to take one of Blaine’s nipples into his mouth, sucking
softly on it before he lets his tongue dance around it. He heard boys with
pussies are just as sensitive as girls when it comes to their chests, even
though Blaine’s are as flat as Sebastian. He figures it’s true when Blaine
whines and spreads his legs wider in response, putting his arms on Sebastian’s
shoulders and digging his nails in.
“Stop that,” Sebastian shakes his head indulgently at Blaine and puts his hands
back onto the metal bars at the end of the bed. “Do you want me to handcuff
you?”
“Not if Cooper can walk in any minute, Sir,” Blaine says, worrying a glance
into the direction of the bathroom, where the sound of water hitting the ground
is still as loud as ever. “There are things my brother doesn’t need to-”
“Can I take off your pants?” Blaine hasn’t even finished his sentence yet when
Sebastian interrupts him. He nods shakily, his pulse quickening when Sebastian
sits up between his legs and pulls off his bottoms, his panties coming off in
one swift motion together with the pants.
“Oh um, wow,” Blaine stammers, suddenly so exposed in front of his boyfriend.
“You don’t need to be ashamed, you’re beautiful,” Sebastian says, leaning down
onto Blaine again and pulling the covers around them. Blaine is glad Sebastian
knows him well enough to keep them covered, partly because Blaine is afraid
Cooper might walk in, and partly because he’s still a bit self-conscious about
his own body.
“I’m gonna go down on you, okay?”
“Yes, Sir,” Blaine whispers, his voice shaking. He watches as Sebastian
disappears beneath the covers and shudders when he feels Sebastian’s lips
bumping against his vagina. He trimmed his pubes before they flew to New York,
too scared to actually shave it but not wanting it to be too long in case
something like thiswould be happening, so Sebastian has free range of his
pussy.
Sebastian’s tongue darts out against his clit, slowly building pressure as he
circles around the little nub. Blaine presses his lips together and grips the
metal bars tight, not wanting to make any noise. His parents are just a few
rooms down the hall and Cooper is literally only one wall away from them, he
doesn’t want to take any risks and be too loud. His purity ring clacks against
the bars, and Blaine almost laughs out loud at that image.
Blaine bites his teeth together when one of Sebastian’s fingers finds his hole,
pressing completely inside in one movement. He bends the digit upwards,
pressing against the front wall of Blaine’s pussy, and Blaine can’t hold back
the moans he has been repressing.
“More please, Master,” he pants, throwing his head back into his neck and
grinding his groin against Sebastian’s face. Sebastian obliges and presses
another finger into him, roughly pulling them out and pressing them back in
while turning and curling them inside him. Sebastian’s tongue is still pressing
against Blaine’s clit, soft circles alternating with straight horizontal and
vertical licks.
“I’m so close,” Blaine presses out between clenched teeth, praying to every
deity in the world that Cooper would continue to mess around in the bathroom
for just two more minutes. Sebastian picks up on his rush to the finish line
and removes his face from Blaine’s pussy, massaging his clit with his free hand
instead. Blaine comes almost immediately, his pussy squeezing Sebastian’s
fingers while his hips move off the bed and his back arches. He’s never before
come that hard in his life, not even when masturbating to porn.
Blaine just gets comfortable back on the bed when Cooper opens the bathroom
door.
“I’m coming out!” His brother yells, facing away from them.
Sebastian comes up from between Blaine’s legs, pressing their lips together
again. Blaine can taste himself on Sebastian’s lips, and if the thought had
grossed him out before, it turns him on now. It shows him that Sebastian really
belongs to him, that it was him someone as eligible as Sebastian chose as
submissive.
Cooper walks out of the bathroom just when Sebastian leans down from the bed to
retrieve Blaine’s underwear, helping Blaine get dressed again under the sheets.
“I hope you two had fun, but now it’s sleeping time,” Cooper says cheerfully,
falling into his bed.
“I’ll be right back,” Sebastian whispers, getting up to visit the bathroom.
“So,” Cooper says when Sebastian closes the door after himself, “judging by
your sounds he’s pretty good.”
“God, Cooper,” Blaine hisses, but he’s too tired and relaxed to react further.
                                       ~
Blaine wakes up in the middle of the night to Sebastian poking him in the side.
He groans quietly, almost tempted to just ignore Sebastian, he’s so comfortable
cuddled in between his doms arms and the sheets.
“Blaine, I swear to god I will not let you come for two weeks if you ignore me
now,” Sebastian whispers into his ear.
“I’m awake,” Blaine responds sleepily, turning around so he’s facing Sebastian.
He can’t make out anything in the dark though, relying completely on his sense
of touch. Sebastian takes one of his hands and puts it onto the doms stomach,
sliding it down further until Blaine is touching the bugle in Sebastian’s
boxers.
“Sebastian,” Blaine says shocked, “I can’t just jerk you off while Cooper’s
sleeping next to us!”
“Why not? I can keep quiet.”
Blaine doesn’t really have a response to that and, if he’s being honest, he
wants to touchSebastian. He strains his ears to listen to  Cooper’s breathing,
a quiet snoring coming from just a few feet next to him, before he lets his
hand slip beneath Sebastian’s underwear.
His cock is warm and hard, so unlike anything Blaine has ever touched before.
Blaine let’s his fist curl around Sebastian’s length, his fingers struggling to
touch around his boyfriend’s cock. He feels just as big as the guys Blaine has
watched in porn, and Blaine knows that that means Sebastian is more than well-
endowed. Well, know you know where his huge ego comes from, Blaine thinks
before pushing down Sebastian’s boxers.
“Wait a second,” Sebastian whispers, taking Blaine’s hand in his again and
bringing it up to his mouth. Blaine shudders in disgust when Sebastian licks a
stripe up his hand, his boyfriends spit cooling rapidly on his palm. He goes
back to jerking Sebastian off, his hand now sliding smoother up and down,
letting his thumb rub over his boyfriend’s cock with each upstroke. He has no
idea what to do, so he listens to Sebastian’s breathing, repeating the actions
that make Sebastian groan.
“Suck me off,” Sebastian says after a few minutes. Blaine nods and crawls
beneath the blanket, his hands shacking as he takes Sebastian’s cock back into
his hand and licks his tongue broad over the head. It doesn’t taste as strong
as Blaine thought it would, mostly just skin and a few bitter drops of pre-
come.
Cooper turns around in his bed and snores quietly, and Blaine tries his best to
keep still beneath the blanket, his face pressed against Sebastian’s dick. He
takes his boyfriend’s cock into his mouth after a few seconds of silence from
Cooper’s side of the room.
Sebastian’s breathing is ragged, and Blaine almost smiles around the dick in
his mouth when one of Sebastian’s hands find their way to Blaine’s head,
grabbing his curls and pressing his head farther down. Blaine obliges and takes
more of his boyfriend in his mouth, his jaw stretching obscenely wide when he
pushes himself to go down farther. He stops about half way down, Sebastian’s
cock pressing against the back of his throat and he tries to swallow, failing
utterly at it. Instead Blaine gags a little, pulling off Sebastian’s cock
completely and jerking him for a few seconds while he gets his breathing back
under control.
It’s hard to swallow for a little while, but Blaine is determined to finish
this. He takes the head of Sebastian’s cock back between his lips, his tongue
licking over the little slit at the front while his right hand strokes up and
down Sebastian’s shaft, wet with Blaine’s spit. Blaine slowly takes more in his
mouth, his tongue advancing farther down Sebastian’s cock the more he sucks.
“Can I come in your mouth?” Sebastian whispers, his voice sounding breathless.
Blaine nods as well as he can with a cock in his mouth and then lets his left
hand slide out from beneath the blanket to show Sebastian a thumbs up. He hears
his boyfriend giggle and feels his abs constrict, his cock bouncing a little as
his body moves and slipping out of Blaine’s mouth. Blaine licks his lips, raw
from all the pressure put onto them, and goes back to sucking Sebastian off,
the motion of his right hand becoming faster and faster the shallower
Sebastian’s breathing becomes.
Blaine pulls back so he only has the head of Sebastian’s cock in his mouth when
he starts to come, fluids shooting into his mouth and pooling under his tongue.
He can’t swallow, not with Sebastian still in his mouth, so he strokes
Sebastian through his orgasm until his body stops constricting and goes limp,
carefully popping off his cock while trying not to drool come everywhere. It’s
so much and it’s so gooey, Blaine can’t bring himself to swallow. He groans out
of frustration, hoping Sebastian will come to his rescue with a tissue or
something else for him to spit in, but all his dom does is press a finger
against Blaine’s mouth so he can’t open his lips.
“Don’t be a little, spitting bitch, Blaine,” Sebastian giggles. Blaine groans
again, in frustration this time, swallowing two times to get all of Sebastian’s
come down his throat. He gags a little when everything’s down, but as soon as
he’s done Sebastian gets up and brings him a bottle of water from the minibar.
“You did so well, baby,” Sebastian whispers into his ear, pressing a kiss
against Blaine’s throat. “I’m proud of you.”
“Are you guys done soon? I want to go back to sleep,” Cooper’s voice comes from
beside them. “If you wake me up again, I’ll tell mom all about where your mouth
has been, Blaine.”
“Oh my god!” Blaine screeches, having not noticed that Cooper had woken up some
time during him giving Sebastian head. He cuddles into Sebastian’s side and
hides his head against his doms overheated body, even though he can’t really
make out Cooper in the dark, anyway. Still, being so close to Sebastian makes
him feel protected, taken care of in a way he has never felt before, not even
when his father would hold his hand when Blaine was young.
If this is what bonding feels like, Blaine thinks when Sebastian wraps his arms
around him, I can absolutely get behind its idea.
                                       ~
Blaine doesn’t want to get up. He’s tired from traveling and seeing the city
the day before, and, of course, Sebastian waking him up in the middle of the
night to have sex. He just wants to curl up in bed all day, preferably with
Sebastian next to him, stroking over his back while Blaine slumbers, but for
some reason his parents decided on hotel breakfast, which meant he would have
to get up before 9 am to get food.
“I’ll just get a bagel later on,” Blaine mumbles when Sebastian tries to wake
him up, shaking his body slightly.
“No, you’ll get up now and eat what your parents already paid for. Cooper
already went down, your parents expect us to come soon or else we’ll get in
trouble,” Sebastian says, his voice strong and unwavering. Blaine rolls his
eyes behind his closed eye lids.
“I don’t want to get up. I’m tired because you made me give you a blowjob in
the middle of the night.”
“Blaine. Get. Up.”
Blaine opens his eyes slowly, staring up at Sebastian who is already clothed,
his hair styled and a coat thrown over his arm, expecting Blaine to get ready
in just a few minutes so Sebastian could go down and eat. It makes Blaine even
more set on staying in, simply because he wants to spite his boyfriend.
“No,” Blaine turns his back to his dom. He yelps when Sebastian pulls away his
covers, exposing his body to the cold air in the room. Blaine shivers and wraps
his arms around himself, before Sebastian grabs his arms and pulls him of the
bed.
“Sebastian!” Blaine screams when his body hits the floor, his fall softened by
the blankets but his side still hurts from the drop. Sebastian pulls him onto
his knees before stepping away from him, and Blaine knows it’s so he doesn’t
lose control and hits Blaine again. Blaine bites his lip as he puts his arms
behind his back and lets his chin hit his chest, bowed down in front of
Sebastian. He messed up so badly.
They’re both quiet. Blaine can’t hear Sebastian move, but he can hear his
breathing and practicallyfeel how mad Sebastian is at him. He would get
punished for his behavior – not just a few spanks on his butt this time,
either, Blaine knows. This punishment will be hard and continue for days until
Sebastian is sure Blaine is truly sorry for how he behaved.
“Get dressed and ready. You have five minutes to get out of the room. I’ll be
waiting in the hall for you,” Sebastian says as he leaves the room, the door
slamming closed behind him when he steps out of the hotel room.
Blaine gets up from his kneeling position as soon as Sebastian is gone, his
knees cracking loudly and his head feeling dizzy from standing up so quickly.
All he does in the bathroom is use the toilet and brush his teeth, not even
trying to style his hair because he knows he can’t be late or Sebastian
wouldn’t even look at him for the remainder of the holiday. He chooses to wear
black jeans and a white V-neck t-shirt, a combination Sebastian had approved of
before.
He’s out of the room before time is up, struggling to put on his shoes while
closing the door and storing his room key inside his jeans pocket.
Sebastian doesn’t even look up from where he’s texting on his phone and instead
just starts walking towards the elevator, Blaine following him like a puppy. He
wants to reach out and take Sebastian’s hand in his, tell him how sorry he is
for being a brat, even though Blaine secretly still thinks he was right. He
could have just eaten later without Sebastian making a huge deal about it.
“You’re going to kneel on the ground next to me. I’ll decide what and when
you’ll eat, since you obviously didn’t want the food in the first place,”
Sebastian says, still looking down at his phone. 
“Okay, Sir,” Blaine mumbles, glad that the elevator they’re in is empty. It
will be humiliating enough to kneel next to Sebastian during the entire
breakfast with his parents and brother sitting at the same table; he doesn’t
also need strangers observing them while Sebastian orders him around.
They walk quietly to the breakfast hall, a big room with an extensive selection
of meals from all around the world. Blaine’s stomach rumbles the moment the
smell of food makes its way into his nose, and he knows Sebastian had planned
this. His dom would make him feel bad all throughout breakfast until ultimately
giving him the blandest food he could find, and Blaine would eat it. He’d eat
it because otherwise Sebastian would have even more proof of him being petulant
and spoiled.
Blaine says good morning to his parents and Cooper before getting on his knees
next to Sebastian, his face and neck flushed. He keeps his head down so he
doesn’t have to look at his parents faces, not wanting to see disappointment or
shock at him being punished in public.
Conversation around him picks up again, nobody directly talking to him.
Sebastian jokes around with his parents and Cooper, almost as if Blaine isn’t
even in the room with them, and Blaine thinks that this might just be the worst
thing about the punishment. He hates being ignored, and Sebastian knows that he
likes – craves – attention. Blaine slowly inches closer to Sebastian’s side,
the rough carpet under his knees hurting him as he scoots over it. He leans his
face against Sebastian’s side and closes his eyes, wincing at the pain in his
knees. Sebastian strokes over his neck as he presses Blaine’s head down onto
his thigh, just inches away from Sebastian’s crotch, a crude imitation of where
Blaine’s head had been the night before. Blaine can practically feel his
mother’s gaze on him, and he wonders if she hates Sebastian for what he is
doing to Blaine.
Sebastian presses a chocolate croissant into Blaine’s hands when he’s almost
done eating and allows him to stand up to get a glass of orange juice.
                                       ~
Sebastian mostly ignores Blaine when they’re out in the city, only paying
attention to him when they pose together for pictures in front of the Statue of
Liberty and Broadway. Blaine savors the little touches Sebastian allows him
when they’re pressed close together for these few seconds, breathing in
Sebastian’s scent and trying to show him that he is sorry for being a brat by
stroking lightly over Sebastian’s chest. He doesn’t know if Sebastian just
accepts his affection because they’re around his parents, but then again his
dom had no problems letting him kneel and not eat at breakfast with them
around, so it’s not just to put on a show.
When they get back to the room at night, Cooper leaves them alone to go to gym
area of the hotel. Blaine suspects it’s mostly because he wants to give them
privacy to work out their difficulties.
“I’m sorry,” Blaine mumbles when they get changed into sleeping clothes,
feeling like he should apologize again. He feels silly for continuously trying
to appease Sebastian, but he had agreed to be the other boys sub. Blaine had
known from the beginning what that entailed, and if he reconsiders their
relationship every time Sebastian and he will have problems their relationship
won’t last long.
“Come here,” Sebastian holds out his hand, pulls Blaine against his body and
leans against the wall of the hotel room, Blaine securely held in his arms.
Blaine puts his head against Sebastian’s chest, enjoying the warm feeling of
Sebastian’s affection he hadn’t felt the whole day.
The feeling stops when Sebastian pushes on his shoulders and commands him on
his knees.
Blaine’s face is in front of Sebastian’s crotch as Sebastian pulls down his
underwear and frees his still limp cock.
“I won’t punish you for the entire trip, it’s a wasted opportunity to be
together,” Sebastian explains when Blaine takes his cock in his mouth, lightly
sucking on the tip to get Sebastian hard. “But I just want you to know that you
behaved like a child and that I won’t let it slide again.”
Blaine stops himself from glaring at him and instead takes more of Sebastian’s
cock in his mouth. He’s still too proud to admit that he had been in the wrong,
but maybe he could make Sebastian think he agreed by just enthusiastically
sucking his dick. Sebastian slowly begins to fill up his mouth, and Blaine
almost groans out loud at how much it turns him on the feel Sebastian grow hard
inside his mouth. He puts his hands on Sebastian’s naked thighs to have
something to hold onto when his dom takes ahold of his head, his fingers
running through Blaine’s wild curls and pushing him down on Sebastian’s cock.
Blaine gags slightly as he swallows more and more of Sebastian, but the fact
that he doesn’t have to do anything except open up his mouth and take it makes
it easier than the night before, when he was actually trying to suck Sebastian
down.
“You’re doing so well, baby,” Sebastian mumbles when he fits all of his cock
into Blaine’s mouth, the sub struggling to not gag or bite down. Sebastian
strokes over Blaine’s cheek, wiping away a few tears that escaped from the
struggle to let Sebastian’s cock slip down Blaine’s throat.
Blaine shudders at Sebastian’s praise and lets his thumbs stroke over
Sebastian’s hairy legs. He takes a shuddering breath when Sebastian pulls his
cock back out of Blaine’s throat, spit spilling down his chin. Blaine tries to
discretely wipe it away when Sebastian takes his hands in his own and puts them
on Sebastian’s hips. Blaine looks up at his dom with a confused expression on
his face, but Sebastian just smiles down at him and shakes his head. Then he
puts his cock back into Blaine’s mouth and starts slowly thrusting into him,
shallowly at first, before he grows bolder and lets his cock hit the back of
Blaine’s throat with each thrust.
Blaine tries his best to not gag as Sebastian uses his mouth, focusing on the
throbbing in his pussy instead. Being used like that by Sebastian makes him
wetter than he had ever been before. Blaine could swear his underwear is
drenched, maybe even a wet spot forming on his pajama pants. His clit is
throbbing, and Blaine could even feel his hole clench around nothing, begging
for something to fill him up.
Sebastian’s speed increases, the thrusts into Blaine’s mouth more shallow now
that he is close to coming. The wet, dirty sounds of his cock sliding in and
out between Blaine’s lips bring him to the edge, and Sebastian fists his cock
when starts coming onto Blaine’s tongue.
Blaine swallows as soon as he feels come flooding his mouth, not wanting the
flavor to spread everywhere. He has to swallow a few times before everything’s
gone from his mouth and Sebastian stops coming, both of them breathing heavily
when Sebastian pulls out.
“Get on the bed,” Sebastian commands as he pulls up his boxers again, his dick
softening slowly while Blaine’s spit dries on his skin.
Blaine lies on his back with his legs slightly spread, his arms automatically
reaching up for the bars above the bed. He watches as Sebastian climbs up on
the bed and crawls between his legs, tugging off Blaine’s pajama pants and
underwear and letting them fall on the ground. He pushes up Blaine’s shirt to
reveal his stomach before he leans down and licks over Blaine’s clit, the tip
of Sebastian’s tongue the only thing that connects their bodies.
Blaine closes his eyes when he feels two of Sebastian’s fingers prod against
his pussy, sliding in easily with how wet Blaine is. It feels so different from
the times Blaine has fingered himself, Sebastian’s fingers longer and more
experienced with what he’s doing. Instead of just thrusting his fingers in and
out, Sebastian turns his hand and prods his fingers upward to press against
Blaine’s walls, which evokes a feeling of fullness in Blaine. Strangely, it
also feels like he needs to pee whenever Sebastian does it, but the feeling of
pleasure overshadows the slight un-comfortableness in his bladder.
Sebastian’s tongue leaves Blaine’s clit just when Blaine’s about to come, and
Blaine whines low in his throat when Sebastian removes his fingers too,
stroking up and down the expanse of Blaine’s pussy instead. He knows Sebastian
only does it to tease him, to continue punishing him without denying them the
physical affection they both crave.
Sebastian thrusts his middle and ring finger into Blaine again, establishing a
brisk pace that leaves Blaine panting. He can feel the pull of his skin from
the rough treatment to his pussy, hears the squelching sounds that come from
how wet he is, but he’s too far gone to care about anything. He arches his
body, so close to coming but not being able to orgasm without his clit being
directly stimulated. And worst of all, Sebastian knows. His smug face is
fixated directly on Blaine’s scrunched up one, mocking him for being so turned
on but not being able to come.
“Please, sir,” Blaine whines, trashing his legs when they get restless because
his body won’t stop shaking.
“No, I think you’ve had enough,” Sebastian decides, pulling his fingers out of
Blaine’s body and forcing them into Blaine’s mouth, making him taste his own
juices. Blaine tries his best to not glare at Sebastian, knowing he must look
laughable with how flushed his face is and the trembling of his limbs.
Sebastian gets up to use the bathroom, not without telling Blaine to not
masturbate first. Blaine pulls up his pants and underwear with unsteady hands,
the throbbing in his pussy almost driving him mad. He cuddles into the bed,
placing a small pillow between his thighs so there is some pressure on his
groin. Sebastian comes back after a few minutes, spooning Blaine from behind
and laughing when he feels the pillow that’s stuck between his subs legs.
“It’s just awful when I won’t do what you want me to do, right?” Sebastian
mocks before pressing a kiss against Blaine’s throat and pulling the pillow
away, replacing it with his flat palm instead, not moving, just putting
pressure on Blaine’s pussy.
Blaine sighs shakily, his body, still overheated from being so close to orgasm,
slowly relaxing against his dom. He’s asleep sooner than Sebastian and doesn’t
even hear Cooper come back into the room five minutes after he closed his eyes.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Back at Dalton, Blaine gets sucked into planning the joint prom for Dalton and
its sister school Crawford Country Day, something that severely cuts into his
free time. In addition to several projects in his classes and Warbler
practices, he has almost no free time for Sebastian on the weekends anymore,
something he knows his dom is not amused about. He makes it a point to spend at
least two weekends per month with Sebastian, working on homework and student
government plans on the others while Sebastian spends more and more time with
his friends from the lacrosse team. They still are intimate with each other
whenever they can, but they’re already on thin ice with Dalton’s teachers, and
Blaine’s parents have taken to checking in on them at least three times when
Sebastian is over at his house.
“I hope you realize that it’s been months since we last did something,”
Sebastian whispers into Blaine’s ear when he’s lying on top of him on Blaine’s
bed after they’ve gone out for Blaine’s 17th birthday, slowly rutting against
each other with their clothes still on. Blaine has his legs angled outward so
Sebastian can rub his cock against his clit, and Blaine’s hands are beneath
Sebastian’s sweater, stroking over his boyfriends hot skin.
“I’m sorry I’m so busy,” Blaine mumbles back, pressing kiss against Sebastian’s
throat to soothe his dom. “It’ll be better in the summer. I’ll spend all my
time with you.”
“You better,” Sebastian moans quietly, burying his face in Blaine’s neck and
breathing hot and wet onto Blaine sensitive skin. “Or I have to take back that
ring.”
Blaine gasps in mock terror, glancing at the small, silver ring, a birthday
present from Sebastian, which is now on the opposite hand of his purity ring.
It’s a very simple band, but it has Sebastian’s name branded into the inner
circle, and Blaine knows it will soon be outmatched by the wedding rings
Sebastian will choose for them.
There’s a creaking outside the room and they both jump apart, Blaine standing
up from the bed to pretend he is looking at his book shelf while Sebastian
positions himself so the bulge of his hard cock wouldn’t be seen. Blaine’s
mother sticks her head inside the room with the excuse of asking Blaine if
he’ll come home next weekend, glaring at Sebastian on the bed before leaving,
and Sebastian wants to strangle her first and then himself.
He stands up when Pamela leaves and pulls Blaine into his arms, so his subs
back is leaning against Sebastian’s chest. He lets his fingers travel over
Blaine’s body, rubbing him slightly between his legs before turning Blaine
around and pressing him against the shelf Blaine is standing in front of.
“We really need to find a place where we can be alone together,” Sebastian
sighs, pressing his groin into Blaine’s thigh.
“Have you talked to my parents about me staying at your house yet?”
“No,” Sebastian admits, “I thought it would look better if we’ve actually been
together a while before I ask them.”
“Maybe I can ask them for a birthday favor,” Blaine jokes before continue in a
more serious tone, “it’s only one more year before I’m eighteen, we might just
have to wait that long.”
“I know,” Sebastian says, standing up a little straighter and moving his body a
few inches away from Blaine’s. He would have to find a way to be alone with
Blaine before that, he knows – he wouldn’t be able to practically be abstinent
for a whole year and not resent Blaine for not having sex with him. “I’ll talk
to your parents,” he finally adds before getting back on Blaine’s bed, pulling
his boyfriend with him. He would only need a good argument and convince
Blaine’s parents that Sebastian really is the one for their son.
                                       ~
Blaine’s new jewelry is an invitation to gossip next week at Dalton. Even
though Sebastian and Blaine have been old news for quite a few months now, the
new ring on Blaine’s finger proves to be effective at getting people to care
about his relationship with his boyfriend again. He’s explained that it’s just
a birthday gift and nothing more to at least ten people by Tuesday, but at
least the teachers aren’t coming up to him again and trying to advise him on
what to do in his own, personal relationship.
“Sebastian makes us doms all look bad,” Nick sighs one day before Warbler’s
practice, Blaine and him the only ones already in the room. “He also took over
my place as advisory when it comes to subs.”
Blaine giggles at Nick’s demise. “I’m sure you’ll survive.”
“Everybody looks up at him because of your relationship. I don’t get it, I’ve
been with Jeff for so long but he shows up and suddenly he’s the alpha.”
The expression on Nick’s face is sour, and Blaine wishes someone else would
come into the room soon. He feels awkward and doesn’t know what to say to Nick
to make him feel better; Blaine doesn’t hang out with groups of doms and
doesn’t really know what they talk about when subs aren’t around. Blaine can
only go off on what subs talk about when doms aren’t around, which, at Dalton,
is pretty much limited to the subs complaining about it being an all-boys
school. While Dalton is pretty accepting when it comes to gay students, there
still aren’t a lot of them around.
“Does it matter that much to you that he’s popular?” Blaine asks, a little mad
at Nick for speaking about Sebastian as if he didn’t deserve to be liked. He
knows Sebastian would defend him in a situation like this, and Blaine feels
obligated to speak up against Nick.
“He’s only popular because he got you to spread your legs.”
The words feel like a slap in the face. A chill goes down Blaine’s spine,
followed by hot shame and anger. He doesn’t know how much pent up aggression is
in Nick’s statement, or if the doms are actually discussing Blaine’s sex life
with Sebastian. They’ve never discussed if they’re allowed to talk about it
with other people, but Blaine can’t, won’t, believe that Sebastian told the
other doms about what they did together in New York.
“Who’s saying that?” Blaine asks, visibly upset. Nick looks up at him like a
deer caught in the headlights. “Nick, is Sebastian saying that he and I had
sex?”
“No, no,” Nick says quickly, holding up his hands, “he hasn’t said anything.
It’s just that he doesn’t deny anything either.”
Blaine can feel tears well up in his eyes, trying hard to blink them away. He’s
always thought of the guys at Dalton as gentlemen, especially Nick, but ever
since he chose a dominant to be with he’s been treated worse than before.
“Blaine, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you. I know you’re all about
staying pure and stuff.” To his credit, Nick at least looks uncomfortable.
 “If you’re only with Jeff to be seen as popular I know why you guys aren’t
happy,” Blaine’s tone is biting, trying to hurt Nick’s feelings as much as he
had hurt Blaine’s.
Nick is just about to reply when the doors into the practice room open and a
group of guys walk in, talking animatedly about some comedy Blaine has never
heard about before. Their loud conversation saves Blaine from having to hear
Nick’s further arguing, and he throws himself into practicing his solo and the
dance steps, just so he doesn’t have any free time during practice where Nick
would be able to talk to him.
Blaine shakes his head to get rid of the thoughts nagging at him and tells
himself that he can’t change every doms mind; it’s only been a few decades
since subs had gotten any kind of rights to end a contract with a dom. It’s
only been a few years since subs could even live without one. It would take
some time until doms caught up with the ideology that subs were people on their
own, and until then Blaine can’t just stop living.
                                       ~
The next Friday, Blaine’s mother drives him home from Dalton, leaving behind
Blaine’s car in the student parking lot. Blaine takes it as a sign of him
having to spend his time with his parents this weekend and not with Sebastian,
who is at Blaine’s house almost as often as Blaine himself. It takes Blaine a
few minutes before he notices that his mother isn’t driving them home to the
other side of Westerville, and is instead driving into Columbus.
“Are we going shopping?” Blaine asks a little confused.
“No,” Pamela answers a little hesitantly, her fingers which are wrapped around
the steering wheel flexing before she grips it harder, “we’re going to Planned
Parenthood.”
“Sebastian and I aren’t having sex,” Blaine blurts out immediately, scared that
his mother will think he broke his promise. “There’s no reason for me to go.”
For a fleeting moment Blaine thinks that Cooper might have told their mother
that Sebastian and he weren’t exactly abstinent, but he doesn’t think that
Cooper would go back on his promise of not telling their parents. They might
not have the best relationship, but Blaine knows Cooper wouldn’t make false
promises and then tell their mom behind Blaine’s back, when he could make a big
show about it instead. With Cooper out of the equation, it must mean that his
mother doesn’t trust Blaine and Sebastian together. Blaine feels his heart
sink; he thought his mother and Sebastian had a good relationship, but he had
noticed the tension between them ever since they had gotten back from New York.
“It’s just to be sure you’re not jeopardizing your future,” Pamela speaks up.
It’s obvious she isn’t enjoying this conversation either, but Blaine selfishly
hates her for embarrassing him so much. “Sebastian and you are getting very
serious and, while I trust you Blaine, I know what it’s like to be in a serious
relationship.”
“I’m not going to have sex with him until we get married,” Blaine mumbles,
staring out of the window so he doesn’t have to look at his mom.
“Your dad and I just feel better knowing that you’re being safe.”
Blaine groans when he remembers that his dad had to have agreed to Blaine
getting birth control. Without his father’s approval, Pamela wouldn’t have to
rights to buy Blaine the pill, just like Blaine wouldn’t have been allowed to
buy it for himself either.
“Did dad say something about Sebastian?” Blaine asks. He knows his dad isn’t
that strict about Blaine’s relationship with Sebastian – sometimes Blaine even
thinks his dad is relieved that Blaine found a dom so soon. Maybe it had all
been his father’s idea to show Blaine that he’d be okay with them being
intimate, but it’s too weird to think about his father’s involvement in his
love life, even though Blaine knows he’ll play a big role up until he is bonded
to Sebastian.
“You don’t need to worry,” Pamela assures her son as they park in front of
Planned Parenthood, “he likes Sebastian. He wouldn’t allow you to get birth
control unless he approve of him.”
“How about you, mom?” Blaine asks. It makes much more sense now, the way his
mother isn’t comfortable talking about it, that his father is the one who
decided to start Blaine on birth control and not his mother.
“I think Sebastian will take good care of you once you’re older,” Pamela
admits, taking Blaine’s hand in hers. “I want you to be happy, sweetie. I want
you to go to college and not just stay at home and take care of the household.”
Blaine smiles at his mother and leans forward when she pulls him in her arms,
his face pressed against her shoulder. He feels like he’s ten years old again
and noticing his submissive tendencies, his mother comforting him when he tells
her that his former friends don’t want to play with him anymore because he’s a
sub and they’re doms.
He knows his mother would be disappointed if she knew what Sebastian and he do
when they’re alone, but Sebastian is the first dom outside his family who makes
him feel safe and loved. Pam will understand why they’re moving so fast
someday.
                                       ~
Blaine has no idea how Sebastian had convinced Blaine’s parents that he could
stay over at Sebastian’s house for an entire weekend, but he is endlessly
grateful for Sebastian’s efforts. The Smythe’s house is at least double the
size of Blaine’s parents’ house, and Blaine wonders, not for the first time,
how rich Sebastian’s family actually is.
“I have the third floor to myself,” Sebastian explains as he takes Blaine’s
hand and walks him up into his living quarters. “My parents are very
encouraging when it comes to me being alone with submissives.”
“Why?” Blaine asks, completely flabbergasted. “I think my dad would ground me
for life if I had doms over often. Except you, of course,” he quickly adds when
Sebastian raises an eyebrow at him.
“Your dad is actually very okay with our relationship,” Sebastian says,
squeezing Blaine’s hand, “it’s your mom who questioned my intentions when I
asked if you could stay over.”
“I still don’t know how you managed to convince her.”
“I promised I wouldn’t just fuck you and then ditch you, basically.”
“You told her that?” Blaine almost screams at Sebastian. “That explains why she
took me to Planned Parenthood last week.”
“I also told her that I will wait until we’re married to have sex with you, but
obviously she doesn’t think I’m the most honest of people.”
The staircase to the third floor ends up directly in front of a thick, wooden
door.
“Like I said; all mine,” Sebastian shrugs when he sees Blaine’s confusion at
there being no hallway at this floor.
The door leads directly into Sebastian’s bedroom, dark wooden colors defining
the whole room. Silver and white accent the dark colors of the floor, and beige
walls lightened up the darkness of the wood. Blaine immediately feels welcome
in the room, its whole character so Sebastian that Blaine doesn’t even have to
ask to known that Sebastian himself choose the look.
“It’s beautiful,” Blaine compliments, walking over to an extensive living room
area separated from the bedroom by a wall that reaches half way down the room,
separating it into two different spaces without actually breaking it up into
separate rooms.
“I’ll get us some wine. I want you on your knees when I get back.” Blaine
watches as Sebastian disappears through one of the three doors of the room,
each of them blending in almost completely with the walls so it feels like the
room is completely closed off.
Blaine gets on his knees as soon as Sebastian is out of the room, not even
looking around the room even though he is curious. His gaze is directed at the
floor and his hands are behind his back, the perfect picture of submission. He
wants to feel ashamed, he would have just a few months earlier, but the only
thing he can feel now is excitement at what is yet to come.
He hears Sebastian walk back into the room, glasses clinking against another as
he sets them down on the glass coffee table. All Blaine can see of his
boyfriend are his socks, partly hidden beneath Sebastian’s grey sweatpants.
It’s still weird for Blaine to see Sebastian that casual, who is used to seeing
Sebastian in the Dalton uniform or at least formal date attire, except when he
is getting ready for sleep.
“The wine needs to breathe for a while before we can drink it,” Sebastian says
when he steps in front of Blaine. “How do you feel about taking a quick shower
before… we get comfortable?”
“I’d like that, Sir,” Blaine answers, his eyes fixed on Sebastian’s legs.
He looks up when Sebastian strokes his hand through his hair. His face is so
close to Sebastian’s crotch, and a blush forms on his cheeks when his eyes
quickly dart towards the bulge in Sebastian’s sweats. The fact that Blaine
would be allowed to see soon and not be afraid of interruption makes adrenaline
rush through his body like nothing else had ever done before. The nights they
had spent in the hotel room together, always too aware of Cooper’s presence,
were nothing compared against what would happen between them today.
“Stand and come with me.”
Sebastian takes his hand and guides him into the bathroom, where he unbuttons
Blaine’s cardigan and takes off his bowtie and polo until Blaine’s torso is
exposed to Sebastian. Sebastian’s hands run over the side of Blaine’s body, and
Blaine has to grab his own pants to keep from reaching out and touching
Sebastian himself. He hasn’t gotten permission to touch yet, and he knows
Sebastian would tell him when the time to explore his dominants body has come.
“Take off the rest of your clothes for me,” Sebastian says, and Blaine shivers
at how deep his voice has become. Blaine fumbles with the button and zipper on
his pants, struggling to get out of them while taking off his underwear and
socks, too. When he looks up again, completely nude, Sebastian’s eyes are still
fixed on Blaine’s body. Blaine doesn’t really know what to do now, and
Sebastian’s scrutinizing gaze makes him more embarrassed then he already was
before.
He feels more comfortable when Sebastian takes off his own clothing as well,
letting it fall on the ground next to the heap of Blaine’s clothing. Blaine
only catches sight of Sebastian’s backside as his dom walks over to the big
shower cabin, turning on the water and waiting until it reaches an acceptable
temperature before he steps into the stream.
“Come here,” Sebastian orders, holding out his hand into Blaine’s direction,
his body turned towards Blaine now. Blaine tries his hardest to not look down
at Sebastian’s cock, something within him keeping him from checking out
Sebastian.
Sebastian kisses him on the lips when they stand together beneath the stream of
the shower, warm water hitting Blaine’s head and body. Sebastian wraps his arms
around Blaine’s waist, pulling their bodies closer together until their chests
are touching. Blaine is dimly aware of Sebastian’s still soft penis pressing
against his abdomen.
“You can look at me, you know,” Sebastian laughs after they part, Blaine’s eyes
still closed from their kiss. “In fact, I want you to look.”
“Okay.” Blaine nods and steps back a few paces, letting his gaze wander down
Sebastian’s chest, letting his eyes linger on the many beauty marks lining
Sebastian’s body. They go half way down his chest, but Blaine’s attention is
quickly grabbed by Sebastian’s nipples, and then his belly button and his abs,
before his eyes finally settle on Sebastian’s cock. He’s still soft, and Blaine
knows just how big he will be when actually erect, saliva gathering in his
mouth when he thinks of Sebastian pressing into him. Way too fast Blaine, he
thinks quietly to himself, his thumb touching his purity ring. The most you can
do is touch and kiss.
“Everything alright?” Sebastian asks after a few seconds of Blaine standing in
front of him quietly, his eyes darting up and down Sebastian’s body.
“Yes, Sir,” Blaine answers, stepping close to his boyfriend again and leaning
his head against Sebastian’s chest. “Just a little overwhelmed.”
“We can stop whenever you want. Do you remember our safeword?”
“Warbler,” Blaine smiles.
“Do you need to use it?”
“No, Sir.”
Sebastian smiles at him before grabbing him by the shoulders and roughly
turning him around. Blaine lets out a huff in surprise, but quickly gathers
himself again when Sebastian presses his body against Blaine’s from behind, his
hands stroking down Blaine’s chest and slightly twisting his nipples.
“We’ll get clean and then we’ll have a glass of wine. Then we’ll go to my
bedroom.”
“Yes, Sir,” Blaine agrees breathlessly, leaning his head back onto Sebastian’s
shoulder when he feels Sebastian’s lips against his ear. Sebastian leans
forward a little to squeeze some shampoo on his hands, working it into Blaine’s
hair carefully.
“I don’t want you using gel if you know we’re going to spend the night
together,” Sebastian remarks after he is done rinsing out the shampoo, his
hands already busy massaging shower gel onto Blaine’s body, who is having a
hard time not squirming into Sebastian’s touches. If these little touches in
the shower already make him this horny, he can’t imagine how it will be to
actually have sex with Sebastian.
“And I would like it if you start waxing,” Sebastian continues as his hands,
now free of foam, reach Blaine’s vagina. “If that’s okay with you.”
“I’ve never waxed before,” Blaine admits sheepishly, biting his lip when
Sebastian’s fingers slip through his folds, “I don’t know if I’d be able to do
it though, I don’t want to accidentally hurt myself.”
“You can get Brazilian waxes in Columbus, they last for a few months. It’s
where they wax your entire groin,” Sebastian explains calmly as he rubs over
Blaine’s clit with his middle finger. Blaine jumps when he feels one of
Sebastian’s fingers stroke through his butt cheeks, the touch something
completely new and foreign.
“How do you feel about anal sex? When we talked about it when writing our
contract you didn’t have a lot to say about it, except that you’re okay with it
in theory,” Sebastian says, stilling the movement of his fingers.
“I never tried to do anything… back there,” Blaine answers, a little
embarrassed. “I think I’d be okay with it if it’s clean?”
“So, in theory, if I’d help you clean you’d let me fuck you?” Sebastian asks,
putting a little pressure onto Blaine’s hole.
Blaine bites his lip. Of course he knows of people who wear purity rings and
still have anal sex because they think it doesn’t count as sex, but he had
always thought them to be slutty and not true to their promise. But now, with
Sebastian behind him turning him on and ready to pretty much stick a finger up
his butt, it’s hard to resist temptation. Blaine thinks oral sex and fingering
don’t count and he has no problem doing that with Sebastian, so how is he
better than those people?
“Okay,” Blaine agrees before he can overthink this. He could still save his
real virginity for their wedding night, and nobody else but Sebastian and he
have to be okay with what they do behind closed doors, anyways.
Sebastian positions Blaine’s arms so he’s bent over forwards, putting his
weight onto the wall in front of him while his butt is on display for
Sebastian. He keeps his eyes fixed on the tiles in front of him while
Sebastian’s fingers return to his ass, stroking over his hole softly to relax
Blaine’s muscles. He’s still turned on, but too anxious to enjoy Sebastian’s
light stroking.
“Relax, I’m only cleaning you,” Sebastian says when Blaine can’t calm himself
down, “I’ll do the rest when we’re in the bedroom and have lube. We have all
the time in the world.”
Sebastian’s words make Blaine feel better. He’ll be more comfortable on the
bed, and the prospect of lube helping Sebastian’s fingers slip inside him
sounds more promising than just using the water that’s spraying down onto
Blaine’s back and sliding down to his ass.
After a few minutes of Sebastian rubbing around his hole (and a few times
inside it, Blaine a little embarrassed about the quiet shrieks he let out),
they get out of the shower and wrapped into towels. Sebastian leads Blaine out
of the bedroom when they’re dry, a new towel in his hands that he puts down on
the bed “just to be save.” Blaine hesitantly lies down on his back, the towel
beneath his groin and his still damp hair on the pillows. He turns around on
his stomach when Sebastian looks at him and raises his eyebrows.
He can feel the dip of the bed as Sebastian climbs up behind him, and goose
bumps appear all over his body when Sebastian kisses his way down his back to
just above his butt cheeks. Then Sebastian sits up again, and Blaine watches as
he opens up his bedside drawer and pulls out a black bondage rope. It kind of
amuses him that Sebastian just has them lying around without even trying to
hide them from his parents, but then he remembers that this will be hardly the
first time Sebastian uses them on someone.
“Remember to use your safe word if you feel uncomfortable,” Sebastian reminds
him as he ties Blaine’s wrists together first and then fastens the rope around
the metal bars at the end of his bed.
“Yes, Sir.”
Sebastian smiles at Blaine’s compliance, tugging the ropes in place so that
Blaine can’t move his arms at all. He knows he should probably tie them looser
since its Blaine’s first time, but he’s been waiting too long for an
opportunity to do this, and he wants to do it in a way where he gets the most
enjoyment out of it. Even if Blaine might be a little overwhelmed. 
Blaine shudders as Sebastian kisses first his left ass cheek and then his
right, a hand sliding beneath his body to massage his clit in slow, circular
movements. Sebastian leans down after a few seconds and gets comfortable on the
bed, his tongue darting up to lick over Blaine’s pussy. Blaine quickly gets
turned on again, his pussy pounding in sync with his heart. To his surprise,
his butt hole throbs too, probably due to Sebastian touching him there in the
shower. It’s new for Blaine, but he decides he doesn’t mind the feeling; it’s
rather arousing, actually.
Sebastian’s tongue glides up from his pussy to his ass, and Blaine gasps when
Sebastian licks over his asshole. His legs tremble, and he swears he can feel
Sebastian’s smile against his skin.
“This is called rimming,” Sebastian mumbles when he leans away for a quick
second, reaching into his drawer again to get lube.
“I know, Sir,” Blaine replies almost in an almost snipping tone, and Sebastian
lightly smacks his buttocks in response to his subs behavior.
“Don’t make the person who’s gonna put his dick in your ass mad,” Sebastian
says, pouring some of the lube onto his fingers and Blaine’s hole. Blaine
hisses when the cool liquid hits his hot body.
Sebastian presses his middle finger into Blaine’s ass quickly, not wanting to
waste a lot of time when he knew that most people could take a finger without
any problem. Blaine jumps a little at the fast slide of Sebastian’s finger into
him, but it doesn’t hurt as much as he expected. Sure, there’s a little
stinging sensation, but it’s only mildly uncomfortable and leaves after just a
few seconds of Sebastian’s finger staying still in his hole. Blaine can feel
his own muscles tense and relax when his dom starts fingering him, pulling his
finger almost completely out of Blaine’s ass before thrusting it back in. When
Blaine finally adjusts to the intrusion, he quickly adds another finger, more
painful for Blaine this time.
“Slow, please,” Blaine pants, spreading his legs a little more and wiggling his
butt. Sebastian leans down again and lets his tongue dance around where his
fingers disappear inside Blaine’s body, soothing Blaine’s anxiety with a few
strategically placed presses of his tongue. He’s done this often enough to know
that Blaine is taking it better than most people, his ass opening up nicely for
Sebastian’s fingers. He wouldn’t tell Blaine that though; no need to inflate
his subs ego even more.
“I’m going to start fingering you now, okay?” Sebastian asks, squeezing one of
Blaine’s cheeks in his unoccupied hand when Blaine doesn’t offer verbal
feedback.
“Okay, but just- slow, okay?” Blaine pants, his hands reaching for the metal
bars of the bed. Sebastian has half a mind to tie him up differently so he
wouldn’t be able to reach for them, but then he lets Blaine have that little
comfort. It is his first time, after all.
Sebastian lets his fingers glide half way out of Blaine’s ass and then pushes
them back in, knowing to start slow from own experience. He’s always found the
act of someone sliding out of his hole more uncomfortable than thrusting in but
he can’t be sure that Blaine feels the same way. He grows bolder after a minute
of this, pulling out more and more and pushing back in harder. He knows Blaine
is ready when a quiet moan escapes his subs mouth.
“I’m going to use a condom because it’s more hygienic,” Sebastian explains as
he pulls his fingers out and wipes them on the towel, reaching for the box of
condoms he keeps in his bedside drawer. He pulls one out and carefully rips the
packaging, putting the condom on his dick before he pulls Blaine up onto his
knees.
“This is probably the easiest position for a beginner,” he explains calmly as
he places his cock against Blaine’s pussy, thrusting through his folds a few
times to stimulate Blaine’s clit. He can hear Blaine’s breath catching when
Sebastian experimentally presses against Blaine’s pussy hole, knowing that
there’s no way for him to stop if Sebastian decides to take him here and now.
Sebastian has to grab the base of his dick to not come from the thought of
taking Blaine’s virginity here and now.
He finally positions himself so he can press into Blaine’s ass, spreading his
subs cheeks a little so his cock can slide in nicely. He times his first thrust
in with Blaine breathing out, pushing into him with one smooth glide until his
hips touch Blaine’s butt.
Unintelligible words fall from Blaine’s mouth when Sebastian thrusts into him,
his ass clenching around the intrusion. Sebastian’s hands find his clit as soon
as he’s fully inside Blaine, rubbing over it slowly so Blaine can focus on
something else except the dick in his ass, even though it’s an almost
impossible undertaking. He feels filled and owned, and the added pleasure of
his clit being rubbed makes stars appear in front of his eyes, and all he can
think about is Sebastian.
Sebastian begins thrusting into Blaine, knowing that his boyfriend had entered
subspace as soon as Sebastian had put his cock inside him. It makes Sebastian’s
ego soar, the pleasure of knowing that he dominates Blaine so well that the sub
checks out the first time they have penetrative sex getting Sebastian all fired
up, and he’s soon thrusting into Blaine’s ass at a brisk and hard pace that
Blaine will definitely feel tomorrow. He can feel Blaine orgasm after a few
hard rubs over his clit, he walls of his pussy contracting so hard Sebastian
can feel it in Blaine’s ass.
Sebastian’s getting close embarrassingly fast, glad Blaine’s too out of it to
notice. He pulls out and takes off the condom, throwing it next to him onto the
towel before he fists his cock, pumping himself hard until he comes, sperm
shooting against Blaine’s hole and dripping down to his pussy. Sebastian has to
keep himself upright by grabbing onto Blaine’s body when he sees some of his
come gathering around the opening of Blaine’s pussy, the thought of coming
inside Blaine and coating him too much for Sebastian.
When he comes down from his orgasm, Sebastian unties Blaine and lays him down
onto the bed, wiping away the come from his crotch with the towel before he
puts the covers over him. It’s when he’s standing up to get some water for
Blaine that Sebastian notices they had completely forgotten about the wine
which was still standing on the coffee table.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     One day late because I wasn't done on time and then jammed my thumb
     playing volleyball. I should stay indoors.
Blaine comes to with a dry feeling in his throat, his body weak and his mind
fuzzy. He knows he’s in Sebastian’s bed, and he knows that they had sex, but he
can’t remember any of the specifics or even for long he’d been asleep. He
slowly focuses on his body, becoming aware of the warm body that’s pressed
against his front and the arms that are slung around him. It’s unmistakingly
Sebastian, his scent surrounding Blaine whose nose is pressed against his dom’s
hard chest.
“Welcome back into the world of the living,” Sebastian teases when Blaine
blinks his eyes open before stretching. He lets Blaine get orientated before he
grabs the bottle of water next to his bed so Blaine can have a few sips,
something one of Sebastian’s former regular subs had taught him to do. Blaine
gratefully drinks the water, downing almost half of the bottle in one go. He
hands it back to Sebastian and then cuddles into his dom’s warm body.
“How do you feel?” Sebastian inquires, trying to get Blaine to speak. His sub
had been out for almost an hour, and Sebastian almost wanted to wake him up to
make sure Blaine was okay.
“Tired and lazy,” Blaine sighs and wraps his legs around Sebastian, hoping he
wouldn’t make him get up and do something. His body is so exhausted he’s not
even bothered to complain about his sore wrists or the dull ache in his butt.
“Any pain or discomfort?” Sebastian asks, placing his arms around Blaine again
and stroking over his bare shoulders. He could get used to cuddling naked like
this, Blaine’s body warming up his own and Sebastian’s dick pressing into
Blaine’s hip.
“My butt hurts a little,” Blaine admits after a few seconds, his hand reaching
behind him to touch where his hole is a little swollen. His cold fingers make
it feel a litter better, but he’ll probably feel the soreness for a few days.
Blaine wonders if he’ll get used to it or if it feels like this every time.
“Just a little? Or do you want me to check for damage?”
“I think I’m just a little sore,” Blaine flushes at the thought of Sebastian
spreading his ass cheeks apart and inspecting his hole – it seems so much more
crude than actual sex.
Sebastian hums before looking over Blaine at the clock on the wall. Blaine’s
only been sleeping for roughly an hour, but it’s soon time for dinner and for
Blaine to meet Sebastian’s parents. They would need some time to get ready
before they were presentable – Sebastian’s parents have been waiting to get to
know Blaine for quite a while, and Sebastian doesn’t want to disappoint them
with a sleepy, disheveled looking submissive.
“My parents will be home soon. I want you to meet them,” Sebastian mumbles into
Blaine’s ear before pressing a kiss against his subs throat. He can feel Blaine
tense up.
“You didn’t tell me they’d come home,” Blaine almost whines, one of his hands
immediately coming up to smooth down his hair, but he only manages to make it
poof even more. Sebastian smiles down at his boyfriend before he connects their
lips, massaging Blaine’s with his own without deepening the kiss. He can feel
Blaine breathe out against his face and he soon feels Blaine’s hands on his
shoulders, massaging over his skin and tickling him slightly. He pushes Blaine
onto his back before climbing over him, their naked bodies pressing against
each other from head to toe. Sebastian leans down to press wet kisses over
Blaine’s throat and then down his chest, licking lightly over Blaine’s nipples
until they’re erect. He looks up at Blaine when his sub moans out loud, smiling
smugly at Blaine’s blissed out expression.
“You should get dressed. My parents are very accepting, but I don’t think they
want to meet you half naked in my bed for the first time,” Sebastian teases in
response to Blaine spreading his legs, subconsciously inviting Sebastian to
fuck him into the mattress. Sebastian is once again amazed at how sexual Blaine
is for someone wearing a purity ring.
“Don’t be so mean to me,” Blaine pouts when Sebastian sits up between their
bodies, pulling the sheets away from Blaine and exposing him to the cool air of
the room. It makes his nipples even harder, Sebastian notices.
He smiles down at his sub before taking pity on him and lying down between
Blaine’s legs, kissing and licking over Blaine’s thighs before he starts
teasing Blaine’s pussy, pressing his tongue into Blaine’s hole and dragging his
tongue up to Blaine’s clit.
“I don’t know if I can come again,” Blaine admits, pulling his legs up so
they’re bent at the knees. He enjoys Sebastian’s attention, but he still feels
so relaxed from his last orgasm that he doesn’t believe he could come again
anytime soon.
“What if we try something new?” Sebastian asks after pulling away from Blaine’s
pussy and licking his lips. “I have a few toys I’d like to test out on you.” As
soon as Sebastian had found out about Blaine’s pussy, he had bought a bunch of
vibrators and dildos that were specifically made for people with vagina’s,
something that had been lacking in his toy collection before. It’s been over
six months since Blaine and he had started dating, and he is itching to try
them out on his sub.
“We can try?” Blaine crosses his arms behind his head as Sebastian gets up to
retrieve a box from beneath the bed. Blaine almost laughs at that stereotypical
hiding spot, but he doesn’t want to get punished and ignored again. Sebastian
chooses a medium sized, pink vibrator, just a little smaller than his own cock.
He holds it up so Blaine can see, and almost laughs out loud when Blaine’s
mouth falls open.
Sebastian climbs back between Blaine’s legs, lying down on the bed and going
back to teasing Blaine’s pussy with his tongue. He pulls back after a few licks
over Blaine’s clit, holding the vibrator against the little nub and turning it
to the lowest setting, the toy coming alive with a soft buzzing noise. Blaine
moans and spreads his legs a little wider, his hips almost coming off the bed
when he arches his back.
“I’ll put it inside now,” Sebastian says, waiting a few seconds to give Blaine
a chance to speak up before slowly pushing the vibrator inside Blaine’s pussy.
Blaine breathes out sharply when he feels the toy glide inside himself, the
feeling of fullness overwhelming him before the sensation of the vibrations
overtakes his whole body, even his teeth feeling as if they are buzzing. He
moans quietly and arches his back again. He’s close to orgasm already, even
though he had told Sebastian he wouldn’t be able to come again. He feels as if
Sebastian only pulled out the vibrator to prove Blaine that Sebastian could
make him come as many times as he wanted.
“Sebastian,” Blaine whispers, his hands coming down to press Sebastian’s head
back between his legs. Sebastian takes Blaine’s hands into his own, and then
pushes them up to the headboard.
“If you want to come, leave your hands on the bars,” Sebastian says calmly.
Blaine whimpers, his nails digging into his palms when his fingers wrap around
the cold, metal bars. Sebastian presses a feather light kiss over his clit, and
Blaine shivers from the touch, not able to control his body’s spastic
movements. The toy inside him is still buzzing, and Blaine can feel his own
fluids drip down from between his legs, some of it sliding down his crack and
pooling around his butt hole. It makes the glide easy, Sebastian thrusting the
toy in and out of him slowly as he kisses over his hipbones and close to his
crotch, without ever coming close to Blaine’s clit again.
“Please, sir,” Blaine begs, his whole body buzzing and his hips moving
uncontrollably from being so close to orgasm. “Please.”
Sebastian takes mercy on him and rubs over Blaine’s clit fast and hard. It
takes less than half a minute for Blaine to cry out his orgasm, turning on his
side as he gets oversensitive, the toy getting pushed out of his pussy as he’s
coming. He’s still shivering when he comes down, and he can hear Sebastian
fisting his own cock, one of his hands gliding between Blaine’s legs to stick
his thumb into Blaine’s still pulsating pussy. He comes with a grunt, and
Blaine can feel sperm hitting his thigh and butt.
He squeals when Sebastian cuddles behind him and puts his sperm covered hand
onto Blaine’s stomach, careful to keep his spent dick away from Blaine.
“We need to take a shower before meeting my parents anyway,” Sebastian sighs,
rubbing the come into Blaine’s skin to make a point. “I also have to at least
wash my mouth out, if not brush my teeth.”
                                       ~
Blaine dresses down into a comfortable sweater Sebastian gives to him. It’s
several sizes too big for Blaine and exposes his shoulders and collar bones,
but he thinks that’s Sebastian’s intent so he doesn’t fuss with the fabric too
much. He’s leaning against the counter of the kitchen on the first floor,
kissing Sebastian deeply who has his hands laid on Blaine’s back beneath the
sweater, when the front door opens and a set of two footsteps can be heard
entering the house.
“They’re here,” Sebastian mumbles against Blaine’s lips, which are swollen from
kissing for minutes while waiting for Sebastian’s parents. “Just be your
charming self and remember to always be polite.”
Blaine is surprised when two doms enter the kitchen, one of them female and
wearing heels so high Blaine gets dizzy just looking at them, and a male
wearing a dark gray suit. It suddenly makes so much sense, Sebastian being so
used to and comfortable with dominance, when Blaine considers that he was
raised by two dominants.
“Mom, dad,” Sebastian greets his parents, “this is Blaine.”
“Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Smythe,” Blaine’s palms are a little sweaty. He had hoped for
a submissive, someone who would make him feel more at ease, so being confronted
with such an unexpected pair as Sebastian’s parents throws him off. He’s never
had to meet a significant other’s parents before, and he has no idea how to
make them like him.
“Hello Blaine, I’m Isabelle,” Sebastian’s mother smiles at him and shakes his
hand, throwing her blonde hair back and smoothing it down with her manicured
hands. She’s intimidatingly attractive, and Blaine thinks she looks way too
young to be the mother of a teenaged son. “Sebastian has told us so much about
you, it feels as if we already know each other.”
Blaine joins her laughter uncomfortably, looking at Sebastian for guidance. His
dom steps up to him and puts his hand on his lower back, and Blaine immediately
feels more at ease, knowing that Sebastian is here to support him.
“I hope we didn’t make you two wait for dinner,” Sebastian’s father, a tall man
with hair almost as light as his wife’s, steps up, holding out a plastic bag
with take-out for Sebastian to take and set up at the table. “Your mother
almost threw a fit when they didn’t have her favorite dish ready after ten
minutes,” he mutters when Isabelle puts her purse on the counter.
“I heard that, Ryan,” Isabelle almost growls, turning around and crossing her
arms in front of her body. “And their slogan is literally ‘ready to go in
fifteen minutes’, and you know how businesses always give themselves more time
than they need. It should have been done already.”
“Whatever you say,” Ryan rolls his eyes. It’s as if only after that he notices
Blaine standing there awkwardly, looking after Sebastian who left him alone and
to set the table.
“Blaine, I’m Ryan,” he finally says, shaking Blaine’s hand in an almost painful
grip. “Congratulations on taming my son.”
“Dad,” Sebastian speaks up, a threat clear in the tone of his voice.
Sebastian walks over to them again and pulls Blaine close to his body, almost
as if he’s protecting Blaine from his father. Blaine doesn’t mind the physical
contact, but it feels wrong to be this close in front of Sebastian’s parents
when Blaine’s wouldn’t approve of it.
They sit down for dinner when the table is set, Blaine and Sebastian on one
side with Sebastian’s parents on the other. Isabelle and Ryan talk about their
day at work while Sebastian gives snarky commentary, and Blaine decides that he
would never survive in a household with that many dominants. He’s quiet as he
eats the delicious Indian take out and listens to his future family in law. It
makes his stomach flip when he thinks about it like that; he’ll soon marry into
this family and he hasn’t even met them before today, when he’ll be bonded to
Sebastian in just about a year.
“So Blaine, what are you doing after high school?” Ryan asks when there’s a
lull in conversations.
“Um,” Blaine looks around the table worriedly, “I’ll go to college, probably to
become a teacher or a pediatric nurse.” He would rather go to college for a
career in music, but his parents disapproved of his plans to make it big on
Broadway. Logically, he knows they’re right; subs weren’t seen as stable leads
for big productions, and he would have a hard time finding a director who would
give him a chance. It’s just the way the world is, his mother had sighed when
she crushed his dreams of a future in theater.
“So you like kids?” Isabelle asks, grimacing. “I’ve never had strong maternal
feelings. No offense,” she adds with a glance at her son. Blaine wonders if
she’s fishing for information of if he will give her grandchildren, or if she’s
genuinely interested in his life choices.
“I love babies and enjoy spending time with children,” Blaine says, shrugging.
He can see Sebastian watch him out of the corner of his eyes, but he refuses to
look at his boyfriend. They’re way too young to talk about having children, and
Blaine’s on birth control anyway.
“Ryan mostly took care of Sebastian while he was an infant,” Isabelle explains,
“I took over when Sebastian was old enough to actually think of his own. When
he was about fifteen,” she jokes, winking at her son.
“Gee, thanks mom,” Sebastian replies, “do you have to tell him all about our
dark family secrets already?”
“Well, he is part of the family, isn’t he?” Ryan interjects before his wife can
answer, and once again Sebastian glares at his father. Blaine is confused, but
he doesn’t want to ask Sebastian in front of his family and embarrass him. If
it is something important, Sebastian would surely tell him, they’ve put being
honest with each other into their preliminary contract.
                                       ~
“So how do you feel about things?” Sebastian asks after they get into bed
together, Blaine comfortably spooned by Sebastian who is drawing circles into
Blaine’s stomach with his index finger. “We took some pretty big steps today.”
“I liked it,” Blaine answers, intertwining their fingers. His butt still aches
faintly and he’s pretty sure his clit is sore, but other than that he’s never
felt as relaxed and comfortable as he does right now, in Sebastian’s arms. “I
didn’t really expect the surprise butt sex, though.”
Sebastian giggles quietly behind him and presses a kiss against Blaine’s neck.
“But you liked it?”
“I did,” Blaine admits. He’s been steadily getting better at talking about sex
with Sebastian, and he thinks Sebastian really appreciates his honesty now that
he’s able to talk about it without blushing and stuttering.
“What about the vibrator?”
“That was nice too,” Blaine says, smiling at the memory of it buzzing inside
him. “You really shouldn’t show me the best things about sex when you haven’t
disappointed me with taking my virginity yet.”
Sebastian growls at him and bites his neck, but he knows Blaine didn’t mean it.
“I’m pretty good in bed, if I say so myself.”
“Do you have any references I could check?” Blaine laughs when Sebastian
tickles him, jerking in Sebastian’s arms when trying to get away from his
boyfriend’s fingers. He turns around to face Sebastian when he stops tickling
him, pressing a chaste, quick kiss to Sebastian’s lips.
“Hey,” Blaine begins, remembering the conversation he had with Nick a few days
ago. He hadn’t talked to Sebastian about it because he had wanted them to be
far away from Nick in case Sebastian would be mad, but Blaine knows that he has
to tell Sebastian eventually. “Nick said some stuff to me that made me
uncomfortable.”
He can feel Sebastian tense up next to him, the hand he has placed on Blaine’s
waist flexing.
“Did he come onto you? Because if he did he better-”
“No no,” Blaine interjects, stroking his hand down Sebastian’s chest to calm
him down. “Nothing like that. He just… He said some stuff about our sex life?”
“I haven’t told anyone about it baby, you know I wouldn’t embarrass you like
that.”
“Of course I do, he said you didn’t tell anyone anything. What made me mad was
that he thought the doms only like you because you’re dating me, and that’s
wrong. He’s just jealous that you’re more… popular than him.”
“What exactly did he say?” Sebastian asks after a few seconds of thinking over
what Blaine had just told him. He can feel that Blaine is keeping something
from him, and he’d rather know the whole story before confronting Nick the next
Monday.
Blaine bites his lip. “It was something along the lines of ‘Sebastian’s only
popular because you’re putting out for him’ or something like that.”
If Sebastian wasn’t tense before, he is now. Blaine cuddles closer to his
boyfriend and scoots down the bed so his head fits beneath Sebastian’s chin,
making himself smaller to seem more submissive. It would calm Sebastian down
and make him think about Blaine instead of how mad he is at Nick. It would
benefit all of them more if Sebastian could keep a calm head about this and
work it out with Nick away from the other doms, without shining a light onto
their problems.
“It’s really not that big of a deal, I was just scared that people knew about
us having sex,” Blaine continues when Sebastian doesn’t offer a reply. He turns
them around so Sebastian’s on his back and Blaine cuddled against his side,
wrapping his body around his dom and putting slight pressure onto his crotch
with a leg Blaine positions between Sebastian’s.
“I’ll handle this,” Sebastian decides after a while.
“Don’t be too hard on him, I think he’s just frustrated because things between
him and Jeff aren’t working out that well.”
“Yeah, because that’s a good excuse to interfere with our relationship and make
you feel bad about yourself,” Sebastian says sarcastically, steadily getting
angrier the more he thinks about Nick’s words. If people start to make Blaine
feel bad about sex now, their sex life would slowly die down as Blaine starts
doubting his decision to let Sebastian get so close to him.
Coming Monday, he’d have a long and extensive talk with Nick.
                                       ~
“I spent last weekend at Sebastian’s,” Blaine whispers, giddy. Jeff opens his
mouth in shock while his eyebrows rise up, almost meeting his hairline. Blaine
laughs.
They’re in their dorm room again, the only place where Blaine would ever speak
that openly about his relationship with Sebastian. He, of course, had asked his
boyfriend if he could talk about their sex life with Jeff, to which Sebastian
responded with a raised eyebrow, but he agreed to let Blaine gossip with his
best friend.
“Wait, did you…?” Jeff asks, taking Blaine’s hand in his.
“We did some stuff, but no… penis in vagina,” Blaine answers, waiving his hands
around in a motion that is meant to convey penetrative sex. “Anal stuff,
though.”
“Okay, who are you and what have you done to my sweet, innocent Blaine?” Jeff
laughs, playfully hitting Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine can’t stop himself from
smiling and giggling, the memory of being intimate with Sebastian still so
fresh in his mind.
“Tell me everything!” Jeff digs further when Blaine doesn’t answer immediately.
“We took a shower together at first, at his house. Oh my gosh, Jeff, his house
is so huge and beautiful, it honestly looks like it’s out of a prospectus!”
“I don’t care about his huge house, tell me about his huge dick!”
“Okay,” Blaine rolls his eyes, “but only if you tell me about how your
relationship with Nick is going.”
Jeff sighs out loud and leans back against the wall adjacent to his bed,
pulling his legs up to his chest. Blaine gets comfortable next to him, letting
their shoulders touch lightly in an attempt to calm Jeff down and make him talk
about his problems.
“I don’t think Nick is happy with me anymore. He’s cold towards me and when we
have sex it feels as if he just uses me to get off.”
“Didn’t you say that you wanted him to be more aggressive with you?”
“Yeah,” Jeff admits and lays his head on Blaine’s shoulder, “I thought I would
like it, but I it just makes me feel awful. I like being submissive, but I
don’t like him ordering me to do stuff, or him spanking me. I feel like I’m bad
at being a sub.”
“Everyone feels differently about how submissive they like to be,” Blaine
repeats the words from their submissive classes, stroking over Jeff’s back,
“it’s why we had the submissive rights movements. Some subs just want to lead a
life without dominance and submission.”
“Maybe,” Jeff sighs, “I haven’t made my mind up about it yet. I might try
dating a sub for a while when I’m college. You know, experiment and stuff.”
“I’d totally experiment with you if I wasn’t practically married already.”
“Yeah, about that,” Jeff starts, shifting his legs, “why are you still wearing
your purity ring? You’ve had sex with Sebastian.”
“Not really,” Blaine says uncomfortably. He doesn’t want to admit to Jeff that
he sees anal sex as a loop hole to not lose his virginity, since that’s what
Jeff and Nick saw as losing their virginities. “I don’t really count it
because, you know…”
“Because anal sex isn’t real sex? That’s pretty offensive, Blaine.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” Blaine replies, biting his lip. “It’s just that
I want to be intimate with Sebastian but I can’t because of my promise. I need
to justify it like that because otherwise Sebastian will get bored of me.”
Jeff sighs and lies down on the bed, closing his eyes and spreading his legs
out over Blaine’s lap.
“Having a boyfriend is the worst, right?” Jeff laughs.
“Absolutely,” Blaine agrees and leans his head against the wall, smiling
quietly to himself.
                                       ~
Sebastian finds Nick quietly studying in one of the empty common rooms in the
main building on Monday evening. He’s been holding it together for the entirety
of the day, treating Nick as if Sebastian didn’t know what the other dom had
said to Blaine about their relationship. He walks up to Nick and plops down in
the chair opposite him, crossing his arms in front of his chest and pushing his
legs out in front of him to make himself as big as possible while sitting. He
would need to seem as dominant as possible during this conversation and make
Nick feel what it meant to insult his sub.
“Sebastian,” Nick nods at him before turning back towards his homework, copying
down problems for his Calculus class in his notebook.
“Blaine told me about the conversation you had with him,” Sebastian doesn’t
even bother with pleasantries. He’s annoyed at Nick – he’s angry, even, and he
doesn’t want to give Nick the privilege of playing it nice.
Nick stops writing and turns off his calculator, sitting straight up in his
chair and facing Sebastian. At least he knows he fucked up, Sebastian thinks
grimly before talking.
“If you insult him, make him feel bad, or even get near him without me around
to take care of you one more time, I will not hesitate to go after you.”
“I don’t know if you noticed, Sebastian,” Nick replies, and Sebastian can see
his muscles tensing, “but Blaine and I were good friends before you come along.
He didn’t use to need someone to take care of his problems.”
Sebastian stands up from his chair, a screeching noise from it being pushed
over the floor echoing from the walls of the spacious common room. He leans
forward onto the table, his fists balled up as he stares Nick down, who is
trying his best to stay seated straight in his chair without slouching down and
showing submission towards Sebastian.
“I don’t want you near my submissive again, Duval,” Sebastian spits, “You might
have had your fun imagining a happy, little life with him as your sub but that
time is over now. You need to fuck off.”
Nick stands up too, stepping away from the table and coming near Sebastian.
Nick knows they’ll likely get suspended if they start a fight with witnesses
around, but the common room is empty and he has his reputation to lose. The
other doms already see Sebastian as their leader, and if he could get out of
this conversation as the winner he would gain back his popularity while
Sebastian has to give in to lick his wounds.
“You can’t even get him to fuck you, right?” Nick laughs in Sebastian’s face.
“That’s why you’re so mad. Blaine won’t give it to you even though you put your
life on hold for him.”
“Better than having a sub who’s not satisfied with their dom even though they
continuously break school rules to have sex. News flash, Duval, some little
birdy may sing about your weekly meet ups with Jeff. And some other little
birdy may tell the other guys how utterly boredhe is with your dick.”
Nick pulse goes through the roof and he lashes out before he’s even aware of
moving. He hits Sebastian in the jaw, but the other dom quickly gets himself
together and punches him back, his fist connecting with Nick’s nose with an
awful cracking noise. Nick raises his hands up to his face as he turns away
from Sebastian, feeling hot, wet drops hit his palms as blood steadily drips
from his nose. Sebastian takes that moment to crack his knuckles and bring his
arm back for another punch to Nick’s head, knocking the other dom onto the
ground.
“You two, get away from each other!”
Sebastian looks up to see a group of guys gathered at the door, Mr. Daily
pushing through them to get to Sebastian and Nick, who is lying on the floor,
holding his nose and whimpering. Sebastian takes one last look at his pathetic
display before stepping away and sitting down on the next nearest couch,
holding his hand which is pounding in pain. He gleefully watches as Mr. Daily
helps Nick up from the floor and walks him to the school nurse, shooting
daggers at Sebastian while walking out of the room. Sebastian knows he won’t
feel any repercussions from this, except maybe a few hours of detention.
He was defending the honor of his sub, after all.
                                       ~
“I have no idea how managed to get Nick into in-school suspension while you’re
free to walk,” Blaine fusses as he wraps Sebastian’s hand with a towel filled
with ice cubes. They’re cuddled next to each other in the same common room
Sebastian had his fight with Nick in, students mingling around them and trying
to find out more about what had happened just a few hours prior by listening
into their conversation. The most popular rumor is that Nick had come onto
Blaine and Sebastian had to fight him off, but Sebastian’s not about to
disclose the real reason if they can keep people guessing.
“It’s because I’m just so charming,” Sebastian grins at Blaine, but his smile
strained. He has a headache from where Nick’s fist had collided against his
jaw, the pain spreading from the bottom of his face over the whole left side of
his body. Nick is strong, but Sebastian isn’t about to show any sign of
weakness except a bruised up fist as a trophy.
“Are you sure you don’t want anything against the pain?” Blaine asks and puts
his hand behind Sebastian’s neck, his thumb stroking up and down the sensitive
skin over Sebastian’s spine.
“All I need is a kiss from you,” Sebastian purrs and throws his sweetest smile
towards Blaine, who huffs before looking around for a chaperone. There’s a
teacher reading a book on the other side of the room with her chair turned into
Sebastian and Blaine’s direction, but she seems too focused on the novel in her
hands to notice anything going on around her.
Blaine swiftly leans forward and presses a chaste kiss against Sebastian’s
lips, gasping in surprise when Sebastian wraps his arms around him and presses
him against his dom’s chest. Sebastian’s tongue invades his mouth and Blaine
has half a mind to push him away before figuring he’d rather get detention than
have Sebastian punish him later on. He lets Sebastian have his fun for a few
seconds before slowly drawing away from the kiss, smiling at Sebastian as an
attempt at an apology for cutting their PDA short.
“Maybe you should sneak into my dorm tonight,” Sebastian suggest, holding his
nose close to Blaine’s neck and occasionally pressing kisses against Blaine’s
skin, “you know, give me a victory blowjob or something like that.”
Blaine laughs and puts his hands on Sebastian’s shoulders to push him away.
“Absolutely not. I’m mad at you. I told you not to be too harsh on Nick, and
you didn’t listen to me.”
“He got what he deserved.”
“Sebastian,” Blaine sighs, “He’s still a friend of mine, and he’s Jeff’s
boyfriend. Jeff kind of has to be mad at me now because you embarrassed him in
front of the entire school.”
“It wasn’t the entire school,” Sebastian scoffs, “it was maybe five guys. Ten,
tops. If he didn’t want to get into trouble with me he shouldn’t have mouthed
off in front of you.”
“I don’t need you to fight my battles,” Blaine whispers into Sebastian’s ear,
knowing that he shouldn’t let the other guys hear this. They’re only sitting
here to show off that Sebastian won, and making another scene in which Blaine
is upset by Sebastian fighting for him would make even more false gossip circle
the school. People would say that Blaine likes Nick and is upset because
Sebastian wants him to himself, and he’s just too tired of hearing rumors to
defend himself in front of Sebastian.
“I want to fight your battles.”
Blaine bites his lip and gazes into Sebastian’s eyes, so earnestly honest about
wanting to be a stereotypical dom to Blaine’s stereotypical sub. Blaine guesses
he could be worse off, and having a husband who would handle problems Blaine
isn’t fit to take care of would only work out in his favor in the long run. If
it meant sometimes having to give up some of the power of his own life, then
Blaine could accept it.
Even though every time he thinks about Sebastian being this controlling about
Blaine’s life, Blaine’s stomach flip flops and makes him feel silly, weak, and
ungrateful for the rights other subs before him had fought for.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Notes
     Short and unedited because I'm tired and busy. I'm in a rural area
     from Thursday until Sunday, so there might be a slight gap if I can't
     finish the chapter before Wednesday. Sorry!
Blaine grows conscious of his new freedoms at Dalton over the next few days.
He’s certain every chaperone had seen Sebastian and him kiss at some point, but
he never gets into trouble. Nick is gone for the week, only showing up during
meal time with a teacher who sits with him and makes sure he’s not interacting
with any of the other students while Sebastian is free to do what he wants.
Blaine tries his best not to overthink it, and instead focuses on his after
school clubs and finals, which will
Nick being gone messes up their Warbler’s practice. They hadn’t made it to
Nationals, but they still perform at fundraisers and are planned to at least
sing a few songs during prom, but with Nick gone their productivity takes a
dive. Sebastian tries his best to whip them into shape, but the obvious tension
between him, Blaine, Nick, and Jeff makes the team wary of taking advice from
any of the four. Instead, they focus on the council, who are too uncomfortable
with taking the lead, too. They don’t want to give the solo Nick had been
promised to someone else, but they can’t rehearse the complete choreography
without knowing if Nick’s voice would even fit the song.
Sebastian eventually gets so fed up that he threatens to quit the team if they
don’t give the solo to someone else. Then he argues until the someone else
becomes Blaine.
Blaine reluctantly agrees, taking the sheet music for Nick’s solo and trying to
figure out a free evening when he can memorize the lyrics and practice without
Jeff in their dorm room. He doesn’t want to rub it into Jeff’s face that he
replaced Nick – they’re on thin ice already, the feud between Sebastian and
Nick pushing the former best friends away from each other. They hardly talk
anymore, except when asking questions about homework or other school related
things.
“You and your boyfriend are really messing up our group’s dynamic,” Thad sighs
while looking at Blaine. Blaine’s over at Thad’s and Trent’s more than he is in
his own dorm room, giving Jeff some space so they don’t have to fight. If they
can’t be friends anymore, he at least doesn’t want to fight with Jeff again.
“I know,” Blaine whines, leaning back in the chair he’s sitting in and rubbing
his face with his hands. “The moment I started dating Sebastian everything just
became harder.”
“I don’t get why you and Jeff can’t be friends anymore,” Trent speaks up from
where he is reading his sociology text book. The innocence of his statement
makes Blaine remember that both of them never had a dom and probably won’t be
in a relationship until they’re in college. Before Sebastian came into his
life, Blaine had been completely okay with the concept of waiting for these
experiences, but now that he knows what it feels like to have someone to rely
on, he pities Thad and Trent. Even though they didn’t promise abstinence until
marriage, Blaine would probably be married before they had their first
girlfriend and boyfriend, respectively.
“I can’t betray Sebastian like that,” Blaine says, and he doesn’t know how to
explain it to them further.
Trent wrinkles his forehead but decides to not ask further questions.
“Why didn’t Sebastian get suspended?” Thad asks, the topic of Warblers practice
still in the council members head.
“I don’t really know,” Blaine admits. “He said it’s because he was defending
me.”
“Aren’t you like, super against stuff like that? You used to always speak up
against doms taking power.”
Blaine doesn’t know what to answer. Thad is right, he used to hate the way doms
treated subs, like they’re weak and fragile and need someone to take care of
them. But it feels different with Sebastian; it doesn’t feel patronizing and
like Sebastian thinks Blaine needs him - he even got him Nick’s solo instead of
taking it for himself. For every moment Blaine feels treated unfairly by
Sebastian, there are three more where Sebastian’s decisions benefit him in some
way.
“It’s different with him,” Blaine finally says, staring against one of the
bland, white walls of the dorm room.
“Okay,” Trent shrugs. “As long as you guys get yourselves together and figure
out what to do with the Nick situation, I don’t care about your relationship.”
                                       ~
Blaine is allowed to stay at Sebastian’s for one night the following weekend,
too. His parents expect him home for dinner on Saturday, but until then he is
free to stay at Sebastian’s from the moment Dalton dismisses them. They’re
lying on Sebastian’s pristine, white couch, Sebastian on the bottom while
Blaine is cuddled between his legs, their chests pressed together while their
tongues stroke over each other. Sebastian’s hands are placed beneath Blaine’s
shirt, pushed up from where it had been neatly tucked into his pans just a few
minutes earlier. Blaine doesn’t want to have sex the minute they’re alone with
each other, but he doesn’t have anything against some making out, especially
since their physical affection had steadily increased ever since they came back
from New York.
“I wish we could do this at Dalton,” Blaine whispers when their lips part with
a wet smacking sound. Sebastian’s hands slide down his body and beneath his
pants while he lets out a low groan to agree with Blaine, groping Blaine’s butt
cheeks and letting his head fall back onto the arm rest of the couch.
“We could if you’d be a little more adventurous,” Sebastian jokes, patting
Blaine’s butt over his underwear.
“We’d get into trouble. They’d call in both of our parents and while yours
might find it funny, mine would freak out.”
“I don’t think they would,” Sebastian says, his voice sure and strong. “Your
parents, I mean. After all they let you stay over at my house,” he adds when
Blaine raises and eyebrow at the convinced tone in Sebastian’s statement.
Blaine shrugs and goes back to kissing Sebastian, scooting his body further up
so he can access Sebastian’s mouth easier, his abdomen rubbing over the bulge
in Sebastian’s pants.
“If we don’t stop now you’re gonna have to finish what you started,” Sebastian
grins against Blaine’s mouth, sliding his hands out from beneath his subs pants
and placing them just below his butt, stroking over his inner thighs and his
crotch.
Blaine moans at Sebastian’s touch. His underwear is drenched from making out
with Sebastian, and he subconsciously rubs his thighs together to get a little
more friction on his throbbing pussy. His resolution to not behave like a
stereotypical, horny teenager dwindles with each passing second, but he really
does want to save up coming with each other for before they go to sleep. It
would be like pretending they’re already bonded and married, in their own
apartment, trying their hand at a domestic life where they have sex before they
go to sleep. But, knowing Sebastian, a normal, vanilla sex life would be out of
the question, Blaine thinks amused.
“I can’t wait until I get to fuck you,” Sebastian groans into Blaine’s neck,
rubbing over the seam of Blaine’s jeans.
“Me neither,” Blaine pants, but the moment Sebastian’s fingers come around to
the front of his body and try opening his pants, he pulls away and sits on his
knees between Sebastian’s legs. “But patience is a virtue.”
Sebastian groans and lays one arm over his eyes, the other one slinging around
Blaine’s waist and pulling him closer again.
“You have no idea how hard this is for me.”
“Oh, I know how hard it is,” Blaine purrs and strokes lightly over the bulge in
Sebastian’s pants, trying to sound sultry but utterly failing and bursting out
laughing when Sebastian removes his arm from his face and raises his eyebrows
at him, as if Blaine had personally insulted him with this awful pun.
“I might not marry you just because you just said that.”
“Oh no,” Blaine says in fake exasperation, holding his hand up to his head.
“You can’t leave me now! You’re locked in!”
“True,” Sebastian sighs, putting both of his hands onto Blaine’s hips and
feeling him up, “it’s either marrying you or getting killed by your partners.”
“Just exactly which option is worse?”
“Ask me again in ten years.”
                                       ~
Blaine slowly warms up to Sebastian’s family, helping Ryan and Isabelle cook
pasta while Sebastian is more in the way than a helping hand. It gets to the
point where Blaine presses Sebastian in one of the chairs at the kitchen island
and forces him to stay seated, because they keep bumping into each other when
Blaine turns around. Sebastian humors him with a pouty stare and sarcastic
comments, lightly insulting his parent’s ability to cook to the point where
Blaine has to turn his back to them to not insult them by grinning at
Sebastian’s words.
“I think you should add a little salt, I can still barely taste the noodles,”
Sebastian says when his mother lets him taste the almost al dente noodles, and
he winks at Blaine when he can’t keep himself from spluttering out a laugh.
“Don’t make fun of your parents,” Isabelle replies, lightly slapping Sebastian
up the head before turning back and stirring the noodles. Blaine has no idea
how the Smythe household had survived for this long with the limited knowledge
of all the family members. Blaine doesn’t know that much about food either,
growing up with a mother who is a good cook and Dalton’s prepared meals, but at
least he can make decent spaghetti without having to look up a recipe on the
internet.
“We’ll set the table,” Sebastian sighs and takes Blaine’s hand, pulling him to
the cupboards full of plates and silver ware before they walk into the dining
room and set up. Sebastian takes the short moment of privacy to kiss Blaine and
let his palm stroke over Blaine’s butt lightly, smiling softly at his sub
before walking back into the kitchen, Blaine’s hand safely held by Sebastian’s.
“Ryan!” They can hear Isabelle shriek as Sebastian’s father flings a noodle at
his wife. “That’s it! We’re getting another maid, I won’t stand for this.”
“Our other maid quit after she surprised me in an unfavorable moment,”
Sebastian leans down to whisper in Blaine’s ear. “Her poor, old heart couldn’t
get over the reflective whiteness of my behind.”
“You are too white for your own good,” Blaine nods, pressing a kiss to
Sebastian’s cheek and stroking over his doms neck while Isabelle and Ryan
finish up putting the noodles and the sauce in different bowls and carrying
them to the dining room.
“You can make out when you’re alone in your room,” Isabelle snips at them when
walking by, but her smile betrays her biting tone.
The food isn’t actually as terrible as Blaine thought it would be. The sauce
hides the slight saltiness of the noodles, and a fresh salad prepared by
Sebastian’s father peps up the meal immensely. Blaine makes a mental note to
learn how to cook together with Sebastian, because there’s no way he’ll stand
behind the stove every day for the rest of his life just to please his
dominant. It’d probably take some time before Sebastian would give in, but
Blaine’s sure he can convince him using a few sexual favors.
“So, where are you guys thinking of going to college?” Ryan asks when they’re
almost done eating, looking at Sebastian and Blaine.
Blaine looks over at Sebastian to gauge if his dominant would answer, but
Sebastian just turns towards him and raises his eyebrows, urging him to speak.
“Well, I really enjoyed our vacation in New York, so I could see myself moving
there,” Blaine shrugs and pushes a tomato in his salad around. He hopes
Sebastian would like the idea of New York, because it had always been a dream
of Blaine’s to move there.
“I’m okay with anywhere on the East Coast, really,” Sebastian agrees with
Blaine’s statement. “New York would be expensive, but I’m sure with a little
bit of help we could live there.” Sebastian throws his most charming smile in
his parent’s direction.
“I know you only love us for our money,” Isabelle sighs.
Blaine smiles. He feels way more comfortable around the Smythe’s than he did
last time, the shock of Sebastian having two dominant parents already
forgotten. Blaine can see himself fitting into this family, something he hadn’t
really thought of prior to meeting his future family-in-law, but now he
realizes just how important a good relationship with Isabelle and Ryan is. They
are the only people Sebastian feels compelled to submit to because they raised
him, which gives them power over Sebastian. Which inevitably causes them to
also have power over Blaine. If Sebastian is ever in a doubt about a decision
regarding their future, his parents would play a big role in shaping
Sebastian’s opinion.
“What do you want to study?” Blaine asks Sebastian. They hadn’t discussed plans
after high school beyond getting married and moving in together.
“Something business related, probably,” Sebastian answers, “stepping into
mommy’s footsteps.”
“I’m so proud,” Isabelle wipes a fake tear from her eye. Blaine smiles at the
easy banter between mother and son, reminded of his own relationship with his
mother. Maybe having a dominant mother instead of a submissive one wasn’t all
that different.
“And you?” Sebastian asks, turning towards Blaine.
“Well, I already said I’ll become a nurse or a teacher…”
“But what do you really want to do? You don’t have to adhere your parent’s
wishes, I’m your dom,” Sebastian interrupts, “I mean, I’ll be your dom when it
comes to making that decision.”
“Theater,” Blaine says immediately, not even having to think about a decision.
Drama has always been part of his life, and having to give up a career in
dramatic arts had always been the one thing he hated about his future of being
a father and submissive. “Musical Theater or something like that. Or going to
Julliard for piano.”
“If you want that, apply to those schools,” Sebastian says, grabbing Blaine’s
hand and stroking his thumb over the back of Blaine’s. “Your voice is amazing
and while I haven’t heard you play the piano yet, I’m sure it’ll blow me away.”
Blaine feels a lump gather in the back of his throat. He hadn’t expected
Sebastian to approve of his dreams – most doms would have laughed at his face
for his ambitions.
“Okay,” Blaine whispers, smiling at Sebastian with watery eyes. Sebastian
reciprocates that smile, squeezing Blaine’s hand before pulling back his arm
and finishing off his dinner.
“Blaine and I will clear off the table, you guys leave,” Ryan says when they’re
all done with their dinner, shooing Isabelle and Sebastian out of the room with
little protest from them. Blaine knows it’s code language for Ryan wanting to
talk to him alone, and Sebastian pats his waist before walking back up to his
bedroom.
“How did I end up with a lazy wife and a lazy son?” Ryan sighs as he collects
the dirty dishes and carries them into the kitchen, where he and Blaine sort
them into the dishwasher side by side.
“I hope I can train Sebastian to become a little more independent,” Blaine
replies. “I don’t want to end up doing everything in the household.”
“Good luck,” Ryan laughs, “he’s very opinionated on submissives doing housework
instead of doms.”
Blaine doesn’t reply and instead keeps silent. He doesn’t know Ryan’s stance on
submissive’s rights, and he doesn’t want to bring up a delicate subject when he
can’t judge his reaction yet. The dish washer is filled quickly, and Blaine
awkwardly walks into the direction of the stairs when Ryan stops him by
speaking up.
“So, I didn’t want to ask you in front of Sebastian so you don’t feel
pressured, but do you want to get a dorm room with him for next school year?
It’d be cheaper, and you guys wouldn’t have to come home every weekend just to
be with each other,” Ryan asks Blaine when he’s just about to leave the room.
Blaine turns around and looks at him, confused, but mumbles out a quiet ‘um,
sure’ before following Sebastian up to his room.
                                       ~
Blaine’s pushing one of his birth control pills out of its package when he
realizes what Sebastian’s dad had implied. Dalton only allows bonded or married
couples to apply for shared rooms. Blaine looks at the little pill in his hand,
turning it between his fingers as he realizes that it hadn’t been Blaine’s
father who had to have given the approval for getting on birth control but…
But Sebastian and his dom’s parents.
“Since when am I yours?” Blaine asks, staring straight ahead at the beige walls
of Sebastian’s bedroom, the pill in his hand crumbling as he balls his hands up
to fists. He feels uncomfortable in the room for the first time, the wide open
space and dark floor intimidating instead of welcoming.
“Well, you could argue you’ve been mine ever since you laid eyes on me for the
first time,” Sebastian jokes, settling behind Blaine so his legs wrap around
Blaine’s and kissing his neck, his hands gliding underneath Blaine’s shirt.
“That’s not what I meant.”
Sebastian stops kissing him, now clearly alert that something isn’t quite
right.
“When did my dad give me to you?”
Uncomfortable silence falls over them. Neither of them moves even an inch, the
air so thick between them, you could cut the tension with a knife.
“It’s true isn’t it? It’s why I’m allowed to sleep over at your place all the
time. That’s why the teachers at Dalton stopped bothering us. God, that’s why
Nick got suspended for a week while you were allowed to brag about protecting
me.”
“Yes, it’s true,” Sebastian admits, his hands settling on Blaine’s hips, above
the shirt. “Your parents were scared you wouldn’t keep true to your promise,
which is why they did it. They didn’t want you to become pregnant before being
bonded.”
Blaine looks down onto his left hand, the silver promise ring sparkling in the
artificial lighting of the room. He suddenly feels so stupid, holding onto
something as abstract as virginity when the most important people in his life
control everything about him. The only thing that’s still his is the concept of
bodily autonomy, and even that could be taken away from him if Sebastian
pleases so.
“It’s why they put me on birth control, right?”
Sebastian nods. “Your father made it a condition that you would continue taking
it until you turn eighteen. He didn’t trust that I’d wait to have sex with you
until you’re married, so the least he wanted was for you to go to finish High
School before starting a family.”
Blaine pushes Sebastian’s hands away from him and stands up, stepping away from
the bed and into the living quarters. He stares out of the window onto the back
garden of the Smythe’s, watching the sunset in the distance which bathed
Sebastian’s room in an orange glow.
“Everybody knew except me,” Blaine says, hurt obvious in his voice.
“Our parents and the teachers at Dalton knew. Nobody else.”
“Can I see the contract?”
“Sure. It says you can go back to belonging to your father when you’re eighteen
if you’re still a virgin and want to leave me, or you can become independent
when you’re twenty-one. I wouldn’t force you to stay with me if it doesn’t make
you happy.”
“I still want to see it,” Blaine says petulantly, wrapping his arms around his
chest in an imitation of an embrace, while continuing to stare out at the
slowly darkening sky. If he isn’t allowed to have any say while setting up the
contract, he at least wants to know what it written in it.
“You’ve read it before. It’s the one we’ve been using since we started dating.”
Blaine closes his eyes in relief. He hears Sebastian step up towards the window
Blaine’s standing in front, hovering close to Blaine but not touching him. He’s
trying to give Blaine the space he wants, while they both try to fight the urge
to hold each other. Blaine lets his arms fall to the side of his body, turning
his head slightly to the side to signal Sebastian that he can come closer,
closing his eyes when he feels Sebastian’s chest press up against his back and
Sebastian’s arms around his waist.
“I wouldn’t do something like that to you,” Sebastian mumbles. “I don’t ever
want to force you to do anything for me. I don’t want to force your submission;
I want you to willingly give me control.”
Blaine stays silent, keeping his eyes closed as he feels them slowly well up
with tears, equally caused by the harsh sting of Sebastian’s betrayal and his
still earnest consideration of Blaine’s feelings in this whole mess. Sebastian
strokes his hand over Blaine’s skin, rubbing soothing circles over where
Blaine’s stomach is in knots. He wants to give himself to Sebastian, but he
doesn’t want to encourage Sebastian taking life changing decisions away from
him by allowing him to get close now. Blaine’s resolve to not reward Sebastian
by allowing physical affection almost flies out the window when Sebastian leans
down to kiss Blaine’s neck, letting his lips linger for a few seconds and
sucking lightly on Blaine’s skin before Blaine steps out of his arms and
towards the bedroom where his bag with his overnight clothes lies.
He changes in the bathroom while Sebastian gets comfortable in bed, preparing
his laptop so they can watch a movie together before sleeping. When Blaine
emerges for the bedroom he lingers in front of Sebastian’s couch for just a
second before deciding that sleeping on it instead of next to Sebastian would
be too melodramatic. He wants this relationship to work, and deciding to treat
it like normal teenagers would not contribute to a strong, long lasting
marriage.
“Any preference on a movie?” Sebastian asks when Blaine gets into bed next to
him. He turns them around so Blaine’s back is cuddled into his chest, placing
the laptop next to them on the mattress.
“I think I just want to go to sleep,” Blaine admits, grateful that he doesn’t
have to look at Sebastian’s face. He hopes that Sebastian will just let this
evening come to a peaceful end without any more drama, and won’t try to
initiate anything sexual with Blaine when he already feels violated and
worthless.
“I’ll just watch something with headphones then,” Sebastian shrugs his
shoulders and turns his back to Blaine, who immediately feels awful about his
decision. Sebastian is trying to keep this night as normal as possible by
continuing their plans they had made earlier, and Blaine is rejected his
affections in any possible way.
Blaine manages to stay calm for about ten minutes before he begins fidgeting,
wanting to crawl back into Sebastian’s arms and be held. His toes are freezing
and it’s just not as comfortable without Sebastian’s body wrapped around his,
and being ignored by his dominant makes him feel awful, like he somehow failed
his duties as a submissive.
He turns around, trying to be as nonchalant and quiet as possible and cuddles
himself close to Sebastian’s back, pushing his forehead between Sebastian’s
shoulders. One of his legs finds its way between Sebastian’s and he places the
arm he’s not lying on around Sebastian’s waist, letting his hand slide under
his dominants shirt.
“Don’t you want to sleep?” Sebastian asks, pulling out one of his earplugs and
turning halfway towards Blaine so he can look at his boyfriend.
“I missed you,” Blaine replies sleepily, tightening his hold on Sebastian.
Sebastian chuckles and turns off his laptop, setting on the ground next to the
bed before facing Blaine. He cuddles his sub back into his arms and presses a
kiss against Blaine’s curls, stroking up and down Blaine’s side with one of his
hands.
“You know that this decision was made after a very long and extensive
discussion with your parents, right? I didn’t just waltz into your parent’s
house and demand your hand in marriage.”
Blaine nods and wraps his legs around Sebastian’s middle. He stretches his neck
so his lips can reach Sebastian’s, pressing against each other without any
vigor and just slightly massaging each other. Blaine’s hand comes up to settle
in Sebastian’s neck, which prompts Sebastian to open his mouth and stroke his
tongue over Blaine’s lips, who greedily opens his mouth to let his tongue glide
against Sebastian’s. Their bodies are still pressed so tightly together, Blaine
immediately feels Sebastian’s cock as it starts to get hard.
Blaine lets his hand slide down Sebastian’s body again until his palm is flat
over the bulge in Sebastian’s boxers, putting slight pressure onto his cock. As
soon as he lets his hand slip beneath the waistband of Sebastian’s underwear
though, Sebastian pushes Blaine onto his back. He takes off his boxers and then
climbs onto Blaine’s chest, his knees on either side of Blaine’s face.
“Suck me,” Sebastian orders before he scoots farther towards Blaine’s face,
guiding his cock into Blaine’s mouth and thrusting shallowly.
Blaine has a hard time getting much of Sebastian’s cock into his mouth in this
position, but he tries his best to please his dom and lets his tongue dance
around the head of Sebastian, all while trying to get a somewhat decent vacuum
around Sebastian’s cock. Soon enough Sebastian puts his hand into Blaine’s
hair, pressing his head back onto the pillow and repositioning himself so he’s
thrusting down into Blaine’s throat, making Blaine gag slightly with each pump
into him. Blaine looks up at Sebastian in shock when his hands close around his
throat, making it harder to breathe but not impossible. Blaine tries his best
to focus on keeping his lips parted and his teeth away from Sebastian’s dick,
trying to ignore the pressure on his air valve and the lightheaded feeling that
soon makes him woozy.
Sebastian pulls out of his throat after a few seconds and takes his hands away,
jerking himself off above Blaine, who is spluttering and breathing raggedly,
coughing all the while. It takes Blaine a few seconds to realize that Sebastian
had pulled out to come on his face, come shooting onto his cheek and lips as he
tries to get his breathing under control.
Blaine looks up to see Sebastian’s flushed face, his eyes closed as he slowly
strokes his cock. He looks down at Blaine after a few seconds, a genuine smile
on his face, to which Blaine responds by playfully sticking his tongue out at
Sebastian, tasting some of his come on accident. Sebastian laughs when Blaine
wrinkles his nose.
“You’ll learn to love it,” Sebastian mumbles while he gets off Blaine, cuddling
into his subs side in orgasmic bliss. He’s usually not that cuddly, but somehow
he always wants to be close to Blaine after coming; it’s not that Blaine minds.
Sebastian has picked up on the cues Blaine gives him when he feels neglected,
and he knows the only way to make Blaine feel better when he is feeling down on
himself is to give him attention.
“Do you want to get married in the summer?” Sebastian asks, guiding the topic
to something Blaine feels comfortable with while he reaches for a tissue on his
night stand and wipes Blaine’s face. He knows Blaine’s been planning their
wedding in secret ever since Sebastian came into his life as a serious life
partner, and they’ll probably get married sooner rather than later; partly
because marriage and bonding are interdependent in Blaine’s mind, but also
because Sebastian doesn’t want to wait longer to finally have sex with the boy
he loves.
“You want to get married already?” Blaine asks with big eyes, his fists
grabbing Sebastian’s shirt.
“I mean, why not?” Sebastian shrugs.
“Okay,” Blaine buries his face in Sebastian’s chest, but Sebastian still knows
Blaine is grinning from ear to ear.
When Blaine begins telling him about all the little details he had already
noted down, it’s not that Sebastian doesn’t listen because he doesn’t care.
He’s just so glad that Blaine’s happy and not angry at him for going behind is
back that he can’t concentrate on anything else but his sub’s smile.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
     I'm not even gonna justify the wait. I was over Glee and Seblaine but
     then I listened to Glee music and wanted to finish this story. One
     more chapter left, don't know when it will come out, but it will. The
     private school rules about prom based on own experience. I fucking
     hated private school.
Blaine’s sitting in front of his parents on the armchair in their living room,
his parents next to each other on the couch. They feel bad, at least, Blaine
thinks selfishly as he turns over the last few minutes in his head.
He had confronted his parents about his secret bonding to Sebastian. His
mother’s reaction had been a sad, guilty face while his father had tried to
explain that it had been for Blaine’s benefit only, to make sure Sebastian had
an actual obligation to care for him if something would happen. After about ten
minutes of discussion of Blaine continuously affirming his virginity until
marriage, they had come to stalemate.
“It’s not that we don’t trust you sweetie,” Pam says, standing up from the
couch and walking over to Blaine to gather him up in her arms, his head pressed
against his mother’s stomach, “but we saw how much control Sebastian already
has over you. Trying to keep you from adhering to his rules and continue to
listen to your fathers would have ultimately ended badly.”
“I just wish you would have told me,” Blaine replies, closing his eyes and
breathing in the comforting smell of his mother’s perfume.
“We wanted to keep the transition gradual,” Pam whispers as Blaine’s father
stands up from the couch and leaves the living room to get back into his
office, leaving the two subs alone in the living room to honor their privacy.
“We only had good intentions, you have to believe me.”
“I do believe you, mom,” Blaine looks up to his mother, who is worrying her lip
between her teeth. She looks so vulnerable in that moment, and Blaine curiously
wonders if he looks like her when he knows he did something wrong and is scared
of what Sebastian will say. “It was just… a shock.”
Pam sits down next to Blaine in the arm chair, her arm around Blaine’s waist as
he cuddles into his mother’s side. It reminds him of when he was a child, sad
that his friends wouldn’t play with him anymore and asking his mother why he
was suddenly treated so differently. Her presence still had the same calming
effect on him, and her light touches never failed to put Blaine at ease. He’s
not losing his family, Blaine realizes. He will still have his mother and his
father – the only thing that’s changing is that he will have a boyfriend who is
legally required to take care of him.
“Sebastian’s dad asked me if I wanted to share a dorm room with Sebastian next
year at Dalton,” Blaine speaks up after a while.
“What did you say?”
“I didn’t really understand what he had meant,” Blaine admits, “I don’t know
what to think about it.”
“Well, you still have a few months to think about it before the dorm rooms have
to paid,” Pam reassures Blaine, stroking her hand up and down over his spine.
“Are there any other bonded pairs at Dalton?”
“No, Nick and Jeff are still dating, I believe, but I’m not sure,” Blaine
shrugs, trying to seem casual when he’s really still torn up about the silence
between Jeff and him. He’s not sure how Sebastian would react if Blaine would
suddenly start speaking to Jeff again, and he doesn’t want to give his dom any
reason to doubt his decision of bonding so soon after everything that happened.
“Then you two will have to pave the way for all the lovesick couples pining
over each other,” Pam tries to cheer him up, smiling at Blaine and stroking
over his curls before her face turns serious. “You’ll have a lot more freedom
at Dalton now, but I still want you to honor the school rules. Think of all the
other boys there and how they might be uncomfortable around sexual affection
between you two.”
“Gosh, mom,” Blaine hides his face in his hands, “you make us sound like we
can’t keep away from each other for even just a few hours.”
“That’s because that’s how it’s going to be,” Pamela counters. “Once you start
really beingSebastian’s you will want to be around him every possible second.
It’s going to be hard for you two to keep your hands off each other.”
Blaine turns these words over and over in his head for the rest of the day. He
thinks about them when he lies in bed not being able to fall asleep and
worrying about how his relationship with Sebastian will be changed after the
revelation about their bonding status. Blaine wonders if he’ll be treated
differently from before, if Sebastian will become more controlling of the
course of Blaine’s life. If he can become even more controlling, Blaine thinks
and huffs. Sebastian already has full reign on if and where Blaine will go to
college after high school, where they will live, and which duties Blaine will
have to perform in their relationship. All Blaine hopes is that they’ll wait a
while before starting a family – he doesn’t believe either of them is ready to
have children, but he learned to not judge Sebastian too quickly on such
controversial matters.
Blaine turns onto his side just when his phone buzzes on his night stand. He
sighs, but then grabs the phone which illuminates the room with the light
shining from the display. It takes a few seconds until Blaine’s eyes adjust to
the brightness.
From: Sebastian Smythe
01:33 A.M.
How did the talk with your parents go?
 
From: Blaine Anderson
01:34 A.M.
It went ok, I guess. They explained themselves, but I’m still a little mad.
 
From: Sebastian Smythe
01:34 A.M.
You shouldn’t be mad. This would have happened in a year anyway.
 
Blain frowns at his phone. Sebastian’s text comes across so callous,
diminishing Blaine’s struggle with practically being sold off by his father
into being another dom’s sex toy. Blaine tries to blame it on texting being the
medium of their conversation and the fact that it’s hard to portray tone
through messaging without using emoticons, which Sebastian still doesn’t like
after months of dating Blaine and receiving kissy faces and hearts. He’s also
tired, which always seems to make him more emotional and prone to becoming
upset about small things.
 
From: Blaine Anderson
01:36 A.M.
I know, but I would have wanted it to be more romantic.
 
From: Sebastian Smythe
01:36 A.M.
You’ll have that at our wedding. In moderation, of course.
 
From: Blaine Anderson
01:37 A.M.
So no white doves that poop glitter? :(
 
From: Sebastian Smythe
01:38
I’d marry you just so I could divorce you again. Sleep now.
 
From: Blaine Anderson
01:38
:( :( :(
Good night <3
 
Sebastian meets him in the parking lot of the school on Monday morning,
greeting him with a quick peck on the lips and a squeeze to Blaine’s hip.
Blaine has to stand on the tips of his toes so meet Sebastian’s lips, but he
has found to enjoy the height difference between them – he knows Sebastian
enjoys it when Blaine stretches up so they can kiss, and that he can easily put
his arm around Blaine’s shoulders when they’re standing next to each other.
Blaine likes that it takes Sebastian almost no effort to carry him or push him
around when they’re in bed together.
“Good morning,” Sebastian smiles down at him.
“Good morning, Sebastian,” Blaine replies, taking Sebastian’s hand in his and
walking in the direction of the dormitories so they could drop off their bags
and get their books for their classes.
“So senior prom is next month,” Blaine hints as they are just about to part to
go to their respective buildings. “And since I’m in student government I get to
attend as a junior.”
“Is that you asking me to prom?” Sebastian smirks. “Isn’t junior prom enough
for you?”
“Dalton doesn’t even have junior prom,” Blaine shrugs, “the school is too small
to warrant two separate occasions, even with Crawford Country Day joining us.
Most of the juniors get invited, anyway.”
“It would be an honor to accompany you to prom,” Sebastian rolls his eyes
before pressing a kiss to Blaine’s lips, turns on his heels and walks towards
the dom dormitories. Blaine stands there for a few more seconds, smiling as he
watches Sebastian walk away, before hurrying into his own dorm. His smile fades
when he remembers he will have to face Jeff every day for the whole week when
they are in their room, and Nick at least during classes after he’d come back
to school.
Blaine swallows a lump in his throat as he walks up the stairs to the floor his
dorm is on, taking in a deep breath before trying to open the door. To his
surprise, it doesn’t open. Raising his eyebrows, he takes his key out of his
pocket. It’s not like Jeff tonot get up only 5 minutes before class starts, and
he knows Jeff spent the weekend at Dalton since Nick is grounded anyway.
When he opens the door, he immediately notices that all of Jeff’s things are
moved out of the room. His roommate’s side of the dormitory is completely
barren, even the duvet and pillows gone from their place on the bed. His
stomach feels queasy when he realizes that Jeff moved out to be away from him,
the relationship with Nick more important to him than his friendship with
Blaine. Blaine quickly gets ready for the day at school, trying to keep his
gaze on his side of the room.
                                       ~
Jeff ignores him for the whole day, even sitting as far away from him as
possible when eating lunch with The Warblers. Baine guesses they silently had
settled on silence between them, which was alright with him at the moment. He
had no reason to apologize to Jeff, and running after him and begging for his
friendship back would make it seem like he was the one in the wrong, when he
wasn’t even there when Sebastian and Nick fought. He just hopes Sebastian will
get over himself and make up with Nick and soon as the other dom is allowed to
come back.
The other Warblers mostly talk about upcoming finals and which girl they would
like to chat up at prom next month. Blaine mostly tunes them out, already
thinking about the weekend when he would stay over at Sebastian’s again. He
wonders when he started liking his alone time with Sebastian so much that he
started craving it even just a day after not being intimate, but he guesses it
has something to do with his body’s first interaction with a dominant. He’s
heard before that the first few months after a new boding is the most intense
time for the sub to crave their dom, closely followed by pregnancy. Which, in
Blaine’s opinion, would still be along time away. 
“Thinking about me?”
The hair on Blaine’s neck rises when Sebastian whispers, his nose and lips
touching Blaine’s ear before pressing an open mouthed kiss against Blaine’s
throat.
“You’re very sure of yourself, aren’t you?” Blaine mumbles back, even though he
can feel himself getting wet.
“What else would you think about that turns you on? A new bowtie with little
puppies on it?”
“I’m not turned on!” Blaine hisses back, letting his eyes wander of the other
guys at the table, making sure nobody was paying attention to them. “I’m
actually thinking about an English essay I have to finish before Friday.”
Sebastian laughs. “Don’t lie to me, baby, you know better than that.”
Blaine huffs as Sebastian gets up. His huff turns into a squeal when Sebastian
takes his hand and tugs him up before walking them out of the cafeteria,
leaving everybody behind with a confused look on their faces. As soon as
they’re a few feet away from the busy cafeteria and exit to the courtyard,
Sebastian pulls into a deserted hallway and pushes Blaine against the wall.
“I canfeel how turned on you are,” Sebastian says before pressing a hard kiss
to Blaine’s lips, his arms reaching around Blaine’s ass so he can hoist him up.
Blaine lets out a surprised moan before wrapping his legs around Sebastian’s
body, his hands coming up to grab Sebastian’s arms Blaine can feel Sebastian’s
erection against his pussy, moaning when Sebastian begins thrusting his hips
against Blaine.
“Fuck,” Sebastian lets him drop back to the floor to roughly turn Blaine
around, so his chest is pressed against the wall now. He can feel Sebastian’s
hand coming around to his front, opening the belt, button and fly of his pants
and pushing the fabric down far enough that his ass is exposed. Blood rushes to
Blaine’s head, and he quickly looks up and down the hallway to make sure nobody
is there to see them practically have sex in school.
He hears the clink of Sebastian’s belt and the rustling of his pants and
underwear, and then there’s Sebastian’s dick pressed between his thighs,
rubbing against his clit as Sebastian thrusts forwards.
“God, you’re wet,” Sebastian moans, one of his hands reaching between Blaine’s
legs and stroking over Blaine’s pussy. He pushes two of his fingers into
Blaine, sliding them in and out while his cock still rubs on Blaine’s clit.
“Sebastian,” Blaine squeals, biting his lip as he continues to look out for
anybody potentially walking into the hallway. As much freedom as the teachers
at Dalton are now expected to give them, he doesn’t think they’d be happy
finding them in this position during school hours.
Sebastian takes his fingers out of Blaine, grabbing his dick to position it
against Blaine’s wet hole. He doesn’t push in, but the head of his dick is
nearly completely in before Blaine pushes against his hip.
“Don’t,” Blaine almost growls, even though the pressure of Sebastian’s dick at
his entrance feels better than anything he’s ever felt before.
“I’m not gonna put it in all the way,” Sebastian promises, grabbing Blaine’s
arms and holding them behind his back so Blaine can’t push him away again. He
knows what he’s doing has the potential to upset Blaine, but it’s not like he’s
actually fucking him – he’s not even pushing into him, just holding his cock
against Blaine’s hole. And judging by how wet his dick is, Blaine is aching for
it. Sebastian starts stroking his cock, the head of his dick getting massaged
by Blaine clenching around him. He’s close to coming, so he lets go of Blaine’s
arms and starts stroking over Blaine’s clit with two of his fingers.
The moment Blaine comes, Sebastian does as well. His cum spills into Blaine,
some of it dripping out right away because Sebastian isn’t far enough in him
and falling down onto Blaine’s underwear. Sebastian wraps his arms around
Blaine’s waist and leans against him, his forehead resting against the wall
they’re leaned against while his lips are pushed against Blaine’s temples.
They’re both breathing hard, and Sebastian can feel sweat dripping down his
neck. It will be more than obvious to everybody else to what they got up to
after disappearing together if they don’t at least freshen up in the bathroom
before class.
As soon as Blaine is able to clearly think again, he giggles. He can’t believe
they just did that, and god, now he has to go to the toilet and clean up! He
lightly swats Sebastian’s hip with his hand and shimmies out from between
Sebastian and the wall, pulling up his pants and underwear in the process. The
cold and wet feeling of his underwear makes him feel disgusting, but the
knowledge of it being Sebastian’s come, his doms come, his dom who couldn’t
hold back from almost fucking him in public just because Blaine was a little
bit turned on thinking about their last time together.
“That was unexpected, but great,” Blaine states, leaning back against the wall
while he watches Sebastian buckle up his belt. Sebastian flashes him an
exhausted smile while wiping over his sweaty forehead, which makes Blaine laugh
again.
“But I still won’t do that until we’re married.”
                                       ~
They Nick and Jeff situation still hasn’t changed by the time prom rolls
around. There hasn’t been any interaction between the two couples that wasn’t
absolutely necessary, which basically meant the only time they acknowledged
each other’s existence was during Warbler’s practice. Jeff had moved into a
dorm with a freshman on the first floor, and he spent most of the time with
subs that weren’t in The Warblers, since most of them thought that Blaine and
Sebastian were the ones to side with in this war.
Blaine’s only hope is that this will all blow over by the time he gets married.
Jeff and Nick are the only other couple at the dance, but partner dancing is
against the rules set by the principals of Dalton and Crawford Country Day,
except for the case of bonded partners. Blaine doesn’t want to make too much of
a spectacle out of his relationship since most of the people at Dalton don’t
even know they’re bonded, so he and Sebastian mostly stay with The Warblers,
who have rehearsed a few songs for the evening. They’re on break right now, and
Blaine’s gotten up to get himself some alcohol free punch, when he sees
Sebastian standing beside Nick a little ways off. He takes half a step towards
the two doms before thinking better of it.
“I asked Nick to talk to Sebastian.”
Blaine turns around, surprised to see Jeff speaking to him.
“I’m really sick of not talking to you,” Jeff continues, shuffling around
nervously and avoiding direct eye contact with Blaine. “We used to be best
friends; it’s stupid we ever let them come between us.”
“If I remember correctly, you were the one who moved out of the dorm without
even talking to me,” Blaine replies, bitterly. He wants to be friends with Jeff
again, but he’s not about to welcome him back with open arms and a kiss on the
cheek without an apology first.
“Yeah…” Jeff sighs. “I was just… really angry because your relationship seemed
so perfect. And the teachers gave Sebastian preferred treatment over Nick, even
though Nick was the one who got more hurt in the end. I know it was wrong to
punish you for my inferiority complex.” Jeff lets out a humorless laugh.
“It wasn’t Sebastian getting out of the situation by being charming,” Blaine
makes sure nobody else is listening in on their conversation before continuing,
“It’s because we’re bonded and the rules state that what Sebastian did was in
his right.”
“Bonded?” Jeff echoes, raising his eyebrows. “Wow, I didn’t expect that. But I
guess it makes sense. You’re already wearing an engagement ring, after all.”
“I guess,” Blaine looks down at his hand, playing with the silver ring that has
Sebastian’s name engraved on the inside. “It wasn’t entirely my decision.”
Jeff looks at him like he wants to ask what Blaine meant by that, but he
chooses to not ask. Blaine is grateful for Jeff’s tact – he doesn’t want to
discuss such a difficult matter when around so many people that could
potentially listen in.
He looks back at Sebastian and Nick just in time to see the two doms shake
hands before they both walk over to them.
“I’m sorry for being a big dumb ass, Blaine,” Nick says, trying to smile but
not entirely succeeding, so it looks more like a pained grimace.
“Come here, you big doofus,” Blaine shakes his head and gives Nick a hug.
“Don’t ever do dumb stuff like this again, or he’ll kill you next time,” he
whispers into Nick’s ear, quiet enough that neither Sebastian nor Jeff could
have heard him.
Nick looks mortified when Blaine steps back again, Sebastian wrapping an arm
around his waist protectively, and Blaine has to bite his lip to keep himself
from giggling.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Nick nods his head before stepping away with Jeff,
disappearing into a crowd that had formed on the dance floor.
“What did you say to him?” Sebastian asks when they’re out of ear shot.
“Nothing important,” Blaine smiles up at his dom and gets on his toes to kiss
him softly on the lips. “Just making sure everything’s alright again. I need
Jeff to be my best man for the wedding, after all.”
“Always working your own angle, Anderson, I see.”
“What can I say,” Blaine jokes, “I do what I do best.”
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