The Residance of one Blaine W. Anderson

notanaverageanderson:

Do you want to see me? Rach, I miss you too, you know!

Of course I do, but you’re always so busy.

I’m not too busy for you, Rachel! Do you want me to come over later?

Everyone has someone...

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 17:54:00 -0400

notanaverageanderson:

You’ve got me, Rach… And I have you. That’s what family’s for, isn’t it?

I don’t have you. I’ve not seen you since you got here.

Do you want to see me? Rach, I miss you too, you know!

Everyone has someone...

Sun, 29 Jul 2012 10:04:57 -0400

Everyone but me.

You’ve got me, Rach… And I have you. That’s what family’s for, isn’t it?

Ooc

Tue, 24 Jul 2012 09:34:32 -0400

Ooc: I’m really sorry, but my family’s going on a camping trip. We’re leaving today and we’ll be back Thursday, but I’m just going to assume there won’t be internet, so if I don’t respond that’s why!

First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Sun, 15 Jul 2012 11:15:09 -0400

Slipping his hand into Blaine’s, Kurt let out a nervous sigh before following him down towards the beach. Looking at their surroundings as they walked down the path, Kurt couldn’t help himself as he slowly began to lace his fingers with Blaine’s so that he was more comfortable. He still felt a slight flush on his cheeks at a move that so ‘bold’, but he offered back a soft smile when he noticed that Blaine was trying to give him a reassuring smile. He wasn’t sure why, but he felt as if he could trust Blaine, and so far he hadn’t exactly been given a reason not to. While there was the fact that Blaine was his ‘owner’, Kurt was constantly reminded that Blaine hadn’t bought him - his parents had bought him for Blaine in order to…well Kurt wasn’t exactly sure why they had bought him beyond the fact that he was supposed to be Blaine’s sex slave. Despite this fact, Blaine had been nothing but nice to him and he had showed no efforts to force Kurt into something that he didn’t want, or wasn’t ready for.

Kurt allowed himself to study the scenery a bit more as they walked along the path towards the beach and allowed his mind to wander. He began thinking of his father and what the older man might have been up to. Was he happy? Was he worried about Kurt? By now, it had been quite a while since Kurt had checked in, so Burt had to be freaking out right? Sighing softly, Kurt chewed on his lower lip as his mind was brought back to his current surroundings. As they reached the edge of the sand, Kurt found himself nearly mesmerized by the crystal clear waters before the sound of Blaine’s voice broke into his thoughts and he found himself looking into the man’s admittedly beautiful eyes. “U-Um…I guess we…um I guess we could set up something on the beach and do the sunscreen there,” he said with a small nod. He wanted to explore the coves, that was true, but part of him also wanted to sit on the beach for a little bit.

Blaine managed to keep his eyes from widening when Kurt intertwined their fingers, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t extremely surprised. When he noticed Kurt smiling back at him, even just a little, Blaine could have literally danced for joy. Everything he was doing was working, and it was going to be worth it. Blaine couldn’t believe his luck… and he couldn’t believe how happy he was. Of course, he’d wanted Kurt to show signs of trusting him and everything, but he hadn’t realized how much he’d wanted it, or how ecstatic it was going to make him. It wasn’t perfect, their situation, but if they tried Blaine knew he could make it work. Sure, Kurt was his slave, but maybe Kurt could be more than that. Blaine had been pushed into a lot of one-night stands by his parents, mostly to form alliances with other powerful families, but he had never had something real before. To be honest, that was all Blaine really wanted. Sure, sex was great, but it got boring when there wasn’t anything to it. There had never been love or desire fueling Blaine’s ‘escapades…’ It always felt forced, and wrong in a way. He wasn’t going to do that with Kurt. He wasn’t going to let himself mess it up.

When they reached the beach, Blaine buried his toes in the hot sand as he listened to Kurt. The younger man still seemed so hesitant and reserved when they spoke… Blaine knew he couldn’t actually be like that. He’d seen glimpses of Kurt’s sarcasm and wit, but they always faded away. Blaine gave Kurt a smile when he heard his idea and nodded. “Sounds like a plan to me!” He told Kurt, grabbing two beach towels out of his bag and lying them on the sand. He pulled out the sunscreen and handed it to Kurt. “Here you go. We can stay here for a while, then go check out the coves later.”

First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Wed, 04 Jul 2012 15:39:32 -0400

notanaverageanderson:

Blaine realized that Kurt had caught him letting his gaze linger… and yes, maybe staring a little, he’d admit it. He had been trying to be subtle, but it was an art Blaine wasn’t exactly skilled at. Kurt looked uncomfortable though, and Blaine immediately regretted what he’d done to make the other man feel that way. He quickly promised himself to keep his eyes only on Kurt’s face. Sure, Kurt might be his slave, but that didn’t mean he had to sacrifice his dignity. Blaine felt a slight blush creep into his cheeks despite this, and he hoped Kurt wouldn’t notice as he looked up at him. Blaine took Kurt’s clothes and put them as neatly as he could into the beach bag, knowing that his slave wouldn’t take too fondly to his clothes being all wrinkled.

In response to Kurt’s question, Blaine grinned and replied, “Now we head to the beach! You’ll love it, it’s gorgeous down there.” This was one thing Blaine was absolutely sure of. He had always adored the water, especially the ocean, and even if the island could be cruel no one could deny its beauty. Blaine looked at Kurt and held out a hand, not shrinking away this time, but pausing and not grabbing Kurt either. He wanted to make sure Kurt was okay with the action, and he smiled at him and said “I can show you the way if you want.”

Taking a deep breath as he felt Blaine’s gaze on him, Kurt chewed on his lower lip while looking anywhere but his new master’s face while lightly fiddling with the tie on his shorts. He was absolutely positive that he looked horrible. After all, he’d been stuck in a basement for over a month with no sunlight and hadn’t been able to do his nightly skin sloughing regime. He was sure that he looked worse than he had ever looked in his life, and part of him was certain that that’s what Blaine was staring at. Maybe now, out in the sun, Blaine was realizing what a mistake he’d made in purchasing Kurt? The red marks on his wrists and ankles only seemed more pronounced now and they clashed terribly against his paler-than-normal skin. His attention was drawn back in Blaine’s direction moments later, and he watched as Blaine carefully put his clothes into the beach bag - thankful that the older man was being careful with his clothes. They may have been the only clothes he had left of his own at the moment - unless his clothes were hidden away somewhere - and they may have only been a pair of boxers but Kurt was thankful that Blaine seemed to be so careful about it.

Kurt couldn’t help but grin when Blaine said that now they would be heading down to the beach. “I’m sure it is,” he said with a small nod in response to the remark about how beautiful it was down there. While Kurt wasn’t one to sit in the sun often, he did love the beach. Something about the calming and serene effects the waves had on him was amazing. He had to admit that even he had wanted to see the beach, despite the fact that it was an island that had pretty much ended the life he had known. Looking down at Blaine’s hand, Kurt slowly drew his eyes back up to Blaine’s face, studying his eyes for a moment to see if he could tell whether the man was being sincere or not. Licking his lips a bit, he reached out and slipped his hand into Blaine’s hand with a small nod.

Blaine smiled to himself as Kurt took his hand. He could tell the younger man was nervous, unsure, but this meant he was willing to give Blaine a chance. He figured if he could get Kurt to trust him it wouldn’t be such a terrible thing to keep him on the island. Maybe if he was lucky Blaine could even get Kurt to enjoy himself. After all, there were quite a few fun things to do. They were mainly for the masters, but Blaine was sure he could convince the guards to let him bring Kurt. Some of the others seemed to forget that there was more to owning a slave than sex… but Blaine had promised he wasn’t going to do that, and it was a promise he intended to keep. Kurt’s hand was warm from the sun, and Blaine reminded himself that he still had to give the other sunblock when they got to the beach. He gave Kurt a reassuring smile, trying to convey that this was a good, fun, completely innocent idea.

They walked for a while, neither saying much. Blaine glanced over at Kurt occasionally, wondering what was going on in the slave’s mind… Was he thinking about his home, his family? Was he trying to figure out how to escape? Was he thinking about Blaine himself? Kurt was hard to figure out. Blaine had always been a bit oblivious to people’s feelings mainly because sometimes he forgot to pay attention and to look for them. But with Kurt, as hard as he tried to figure out what the other man was thinking he never could decode it. He’d convinced himself that maybe it would come with time, that he’d begin to understand Kurt once he had spent more time with him. As they reached the edge of the sand Blaine paused, looking at Kurt again. “Do you want the sunblock now, or when we get there? And would you rather stay here for now or head out to the cove?”

I've been busy working on my tan.

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 22:10:24 -0400

notanaverageanderson

Not much else to do.

You can always come hang out with me if you’re bored, sis.

Really? I’ve missed you so much

Of course, Rach! I’ve missed you too, you know.

I've been busy working on my tan.

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 07:50:46 -0400

Not much else to do.

You can always come hang out with me if you’re bored, sis.

Photo

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 16:39:23 -0400

First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Thu, 28 Jun 2012 16:36:05 -0400

notanaverageanderson:

As Blaine sat outside, waiting for Kurt to change, he slipped off a sandal and trailed his toe through the thin layer of sand coating the path. The stone of the path beneath scratched at the skin of his foot as more lines appeared, criss-crossing each other. Blaine had always been fascinated by art and patterns, despite the fact that his parents often found such things frivolous. For a moment, Blaine wondered what it would be like if he could just live like Cooper. If he could act like his parents wanted him too, if he actually got along with his father instead of constantly fighting him. Of course, if he was planning on acting like his father he probably would have done quite a bit more to Kurt than taking him to the beach. The thought made Blaine squirm a bit. He wasn’t uncomfortable with the idea of sex, but the idea of doing anything like that to Kurt seemed like it would be inhumane. Blaine knew he didn’t know his slave very well, but his idea of Kurt was pure, and he wasn’t planning on tarnishing it any time soon. So what if Kurt was a slave? It didn’t mean Blaine couldn’t be a gentleman as well as a master.

Blaine glanced up as Kurt came outside, trying to hide a smile when the other boy bit his lip. Did Kurt realize that he always seemed to do that when he was nervous or uncomfortable? Did he realize how endearing it was? Blaine doubted it. He let his gaze skim down Kurt’s body for a moment, hoping it wasn’t long enough for the other boy to notice. He had already admit to himself that Kurt’s face was extraordinarily attractive, more so, in Blaine’s opinion, than most of the other slaves. But he definitely had a body that complimented his appearance even more. Blaine quickly became very interested in his beach bag, averting his eyes. Acknowledging Kurt’s question, Blaine held out the beach bag and stood up alongside it. “I could keep them in here if you’d like,” Blaine told Kurt with a grin, “They might get a bit sand-covered though.”

Opening the door once he had finished getting dressed, Kurt chewed his lower lip as he stared at Blaine’s back. He seemed to be preoccupied with something on the ground or doing something on the ground. ‘This is the perfect chance. Take it. Run! Fucking hide on a boat or a plane. You could get away, hide in the woods until dark when it’s easier to get around. Get off the island. Get. Home.’ The little voice in the back of his mind was screaming at him to get out while his master was preoccupied. He wouldn’t be the one that got into trouble, and if he got off the island he could save everyone there and make everyone else who thought it was right to ‘own’ a human being pay. Turning around, he looked around and thought more. He really could do it, but as he looked back towards Blaine he felt himself being pulled in two directions. While he wanted to leave, Blaine had done nothing to deserve that kind of treatment. In fact, he’d been nothing but nice to him. He’d given Kurt no reason to hate him like some of the other masters might have done to their slaves. Frowning, the thought of his father pulled him into the other direction. Stepping away from the door, Kurt stopped once more and looked back over his shoulder once more at Blaine. “God dammit,” he whispered to himself as he moved back to the door and carefully made his way out. He didn’t know why, but a small part of him wanted to stay, and he was almost certain that he would regret it eventually. Licking his lips a bit, he stepped further out and asked Blaine where he could put his clothes now that he was changed into the swim trunks.

He chewed on his lip nervously as Blaine took longer than expected to answer him, but he tried not to squirm. Letting go of his lower lip, he sighed softly and his eyes darted everywhere but Blaine. He could feel the man’s gaze on his body, but he did his best not to squirm too much or not to make it obvious that he knew Blaine was staring. He’d never had someone stare at him or scrutinize his body the way that Blaine was, especially since he was only wearing a pair of swim trunks. When Blaine suddenly starts speaking again, Kurt’s head snaps back in Blaine’s direction and he nods a bit, reluctantly handing his clothes over. “I don’t mind. They..They would get sand on them if they weren’t in your bag,” he said with a small shrug before scratching his head a bit. “So…n-now what?” he asked with a small smile.

Blaine realized that Kurt had caught him letting his gaze linger… and yes, maybe staring a little, he’d admit it. He had been trying to be subtle, but it was an art Blaine wasn’t exactly skilled at. Kurt looked uncomfortable though, and Blaine immediately regretted what he’d done to make the other man feel that way. He quickly promised himself to keep his eyes only on Kurt’s face. Sure, Kurt might be his slave, but that didn’t mean he had to sacrifice his dignity. Blaine felt a slight blush creep into his cheeks despite this, and he hoped Kurt wouldn’t notice as he looked up at him. Blaine took Kurt’s clothes and put them as neatly as he could into the beach bag, knowing that his slave wouldn’t take too fondly to his clothes being all wrinkled.

In response to Kurt’s question, Blaine grinned and replied, “Now we head to the beach! You’ll love it, it’s gorgeous down there.” This was one thing Blaine was absolutely sure of. He had always adored the water, especially the ocean, and even if the island could be cruel no one could deny its beauty. Blaine looked at Kurt and held out a hand, not shrinking away this time, but pausing and not grabbing Kurt either. He wanted to make sure Kurt was okay with the action, and he smiled at him and said “I can show you the way if you want.”

How about you pick? That way you won't be so tense.

Wed, 27 Jun 2012 08:05:14 -0400

I won’t be tense, don’t worry. I would say let’s get a coffee, but we’re kind of on an island, so…

I miss you.

Wed, 27 Jun 2012 07:58:18 -0400

I miss you too, Rach… Do you want me to come to your room later? I’m sure Kurt wouldn’t mind staying behind.

I think we should catch up.

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 16:05:19 -0400

I… yeah, okay. Actually, I’d like that. But what exactly did you have in mind?

First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Tue, 26 Jun 2012 00:07:50 -0400

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine:

notanaverageanderson:

Blaine didn’t want Kurt to feel like a slave. He didn’t want to treat him like one, and he desperately didn’t want to hurt him. The thought of it made Blaine’s stomach flip. Kurt seemed so pure, even though Blaine knew he was probably making that up, that the mere idea of hurting him, or forcing Kurt to do things he didn’t want to seemed inhumane to Blaine. For a moment, he wondered if Kurt had a boyfriend back home. They hadn’t gone near anything remotely close to that topic, but Blaine was still curious. He felt selfish, but Blaine hoped not, because he wanted to be the only one in Kurt’s life. The only person that could make him feel happy. Safe too, although since Kurt had been kidnapped and held hostage Blaine thought that one was sort of out of the question.

Blaine smiled lightly when Kurt said he wasn’t going to run away, although he had hoped in the back of his mind that by this point Kurt might have thought of a different reason that simply the guards. But instead, Blaine simply responded, “Okay then. Just come out when you’re ready, I’ll wait for you.” As he left the building and walked into the bright sunlight, only one thing was on Blaine’s mind, and he felt vulgar and cheap for thinking it. But wasn’t it just human nature to wonder what someone looked like naked? Still, Blaine tried to tell himself to ignore it, but the thought persisted in the back of his mind. He was human after all, and he had the same wants and desires as everyone else, Blaine just also considered himself less crude than many of the other masters. He wanted a sense of actual desire, more than simply thinking Kurt was attractive.

Seeing the smile on Blaine’s lips when he mentioned that he wasn’t going to run away, Kurt couldn’t help but smile himself. Kurt wasn’t sure what it was about Blaine, but something about the older man made him want to make his ‘master’ happy. Though as the door closed behind Blaine and he looked down at himself to get dressed, he was once again reminded that he was a slave. Once more, he was reminded that he had been yanked from his life at home and forced into a life of slavery against his will. He would likely never see his father again, and that was the thought that bothered him the most. He could get used to being someone’s slave and having to do whatever he needed to please them, he would probably think less of himself in the long run but he would do it. It was the thought of never seeing his father again that bothered him the most. He’d had a heart attack a few months before Kurt had left for Sweden and now he was probably worrying about where his son was.

Sighing heavily, Kurt did his best to clear his mind as he pulled his clothes off. He was only wearing a pair of boxers and pants, but he still took his time getting undressed. He wasn’t sure what Blaine would want to take him to the beach for - other than a few things he’d heard of when it came to beaches and situtations like his - but he was sure it was nothing bad. He couldn’t be too sure though, he still wasn’t one hundred percent certain that he could trust the other man. Picking his clothes up, he folded them neatly and laid them on the table before picking up the swim trunks and stepping into them. Once he was situated in the trunks and a pair of Blaine’s sandals as well as his sunglasses, he poked his head out of the door in search of Blaine. “What do I do with my clothes?” he asked, chewing on his lower lip a bit as he cradled some of the only remaining garments he owned in his hands.

As Blaine sat outside, waiting for Kurt to change, he slipped off a sandal and trailed his toe through the thin layer of sand coating the path. The stone of the path beneath scratched at the skin of his foot as more lines appeared, criss-crossing each other. Blaine had always been fascinated by art and patterns, despite the fact that his parents often found such things frivolous. For a moment, Blaine wondered what it would be like if he could just live like Cooper. If he could act like his parents wanted him too, if he actually got along with his father instead of constantly fighting him. Of course, if he was planning on acting like his father he probably would have done quite a bit more to Kurt than taking him to the beach. The thought made Blaine squirm a bit. He wasn’t uncomfortable with the idea of sex, but the idea of doing anything like that to Kurt seemed like it would be inhumane. Blaine knew he didn’t know his slave very well, but his idea of Kurt was pure, and he wasn’t planning on tarnishing it any time soon. So what if Kurt was a slave? It didn’t mean Blaine couldn’t be a gentleman as well as a master.

Blaine glanced up as Kurt came outside, trying to hide a smile when the other boy bit his lip. Did Kurt realize that he always seemed to do that when he was nervous or uncomfortable? Did he realize how endearing it was? Blaine doubted it. He let his gaze skim down Kurt’s body for a moment, hoping it wasn’t long enough for the other boy to notice. He had already admit to himself that Kurt’s face was extraordinarily attractive, more so, in Blaine’s opinion, than most of the other slaves. But he definitely had a body that complimented his appearance even more. Blaine quickly became very interested in his beach bag, averting his eyes. Acknowledging Kurt’s question, Blaine held out the beach bag and stood up alongside it. “I could keep them in here if you’d like,” Blaine told Kurt with a grin, “They might get a bit sand-covered though.”

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Sat, 23 Jun 2012 10:10:11 -0400

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine:

Blaine laughed slightly at Kurt’s expression, particularly when the other man was thinking that Blaine may have been offended by his statement against the glasses. Blaine knew they were goofy, tacky… probably not Kurt’s style. But he loved them all the same. Even though…

Blaine didn’t want Kurt to feel like a slave. He didn’t want to treat him like one, and he desperately didn’t want to hurt him. The thought of it made Blaine’s stomach flip. Kurt seemed so pure, even though Blaine knew he was probably making that up, that the mere idea of hurting him, or forcing Kurt to do things he didn’t want to seemed inhumane to Blaine. For a moment, he wondered if Kurt had a boyfriend back home. They hadn’t gone near anything remotely close to that topic, but Blaine was still curious. He felt selfish, but Blaine hoped not, because he wanted to be the only one in Kurt’s life. The only person that could make him feel happy. Safe too, although since Kurt had been kidnapped and held hostage Blaine thought that one was sort of out of the question.

Blaine smiled lightly when Kurt said he wasn’t going to run away, although he had hoped in the back of his mind that by this point Kurt might have thought of a different reason that simply the guards. But instead, Blaine simply responded, “Okay then. Just come out when you’re ready, I’ll wait for you.” As he left the building and walked into the bright sunlight, only one thing was on Blaine’s mind, and he felt vulgar and cheap for thinking it. But wasn’t it just human nature to wonder what someone looked like naked? Still, Blaine tried to tell himself to ignore it, but the thought persisted in the back of his mind. He was human after all, and he had the same wants and desires as everyone else, Blaine just also considered himself less crude than many of the other masters. He wanted a sense of actual desire, more than simply thinking Kurt was attractive.

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 21:37:34 -0400

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine:

Blaine knew that Kurt needed something for his eyes. It was clear by simply looking at his face, the way he was squinting and blinking. Blaine would assume that anyone who had been in the dark for as long as Kurt had would be in some degree of pain when looking into the…

Blaine laughed slightly at Kurt’s expression, particularly when the other man was thinking that Blaine may have been offended by his statement against the glasses. Blaine knew they were goofy, tacky… probably not Kurt’s style. But he loved them all the same. Even though they didn’t cost much, Blaine still considered them perfect. He’d admit it, it was partially because his parents despised them and Blaine was constantly trying to break away from them, but he still enjoyed the item itself. Blaine took the glasses back from Kurt, letting his finger touch his slave’s skin. Blaine let his hand linger for a moment, longer than he should have, but took the glasses back. He put then on and grinned, digging though his bag. “I think I have a normal black pair in here somewhere…” Blaine said, half to himself, before pulling the second pair of sunglasses out. “Yeah! Here you go.” He smiled as he handed the glasses to Kurt.

At the table with spare swim trunks, Blaine tried to help Kurt sort through the sparse selection, but didn’t think he was doing much good. Blaine glanced at Kurt and responded brightly to his question, “I figured just swimming. I think there’s a little rowboat down there too that we could use, and there’s a really nice beach we could sit at too.” Blaine noted the fact that Kurt hadn’t changed yet, and he took a few steps toward the door, saying “I can wait out there if you want to change, as long as you don’t run away or anything.”

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Mon, 18 Jun 2012 13:42:39 -0400

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine:

Blaine led the two of them outside and smiled to himself in the sun. He turned back to Kurt and noticed him squinting in the light. Blaine walked over to him, a bit concerned. The last thing he wanted was for the other boy to feel uncomfortable. “Are you alright? You…

Blaine knew that Kurt needed something for his eyes. It was clear by simply looking at his face, the way he was squinting and blinking. Blaine would assume that anyone who had been in the dark for as long as Kurt had would be in some degree of pain when looking into the sun again for the first time. Blaine decided to ignore what Kurt had said, digging in his bag for a pair of sunglasses. He pulled out his own pink, plastic ones, chuckling lightly to himself. He turned to Kurt and handed him the glasses. “Those are mine… They might not be the classiest, but they work really well.”

When Blaine looked back at Kurt, he couldn’t help but notice the other boy staring for a moment before averting his eyes. Was Kurt really looking at him? Blaine had always been told that he was handsome, but when it came to romance he assumed people were only interested in him because of his status, his parent’s money. Not to mention the fact that Kurt was still technically his slave. He could always just be interesting in his own freedom, his own well-being. But still, somehow Blaine couldn’t shake the feeling that Kurt’s glance had been different. Genuine in a way… But Blaine didn’t want to get his hopes up. It was bad enough trying to earn Kurt’s trust by being friendly, if he let himself think that Kurt might actually like him? Blaine didn’t want to let himself do that.

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Sat, 16 Jun 2012 11:20:21 -0400

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine:

Although Blaine was glad things were going fairly smoothly with Kurt, he knew Kurt still had some reservations. Blaine didn’t blame him, though; especially not after everything that had happened to him. But he still wanted to show Kurt that it was okay to be normal…

Blaine led the two of them outside and smiled to himself in the sun. He turned back to Kurt and noticed him squinting in the light. Blaine walked over to him, a bit concerned. The last thing he wanted was for the other boy to feel uncomfortable. “Are you alright? You probably haven’t… you know, been outside in a while. I could get you sunglasses if you need them.” Blaine told Kurt, smiling. They needed to grab a pair of swim trunks anyway. It wasn’t as if getting Kurt sunglasses would be a problem, and if it were to make the other man trust him, even just a little more, it was worth it.

Blaine knew he wasn’t being a very typical master. He could be doing whatever he wanted to Kurt, not caring about what the his slave was feeling at all. But Blaine didn’t think that he could do that, even if he wanted to. He couldn’t help but actually care. He wanted Kurt to actually care about him. Blaine didn’t want anything that might happen between the two of them to be one-sided. He wanted Kurt to actually want it to happen.

I'm Nobody's Slave...: First Encounters || Kurt and Blaine

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 11:36:40 -0400