I do have to say I’ve grown bored.
Not of Blaine, or our relationship, but of this town itself.
Suppose in my boredom, I’ve decided to come here and see how things have been going in the ‘online’ world.
How thoughtful of me, I know.
Missed me?
Well, good.

askvampirethad:

After I trick humans into taking me back to their place for a “good time” and eventually kill and feed off of them, I play with their silly appliances.

Really, Thaddeus?
You’re an idiot.

Grow up.

askdemonblaine:

Blaine smiled and turned around completely, sitting on his knees. He wrapped his arms around Kurt and deepened their kiss, smiling into it as he did so. This is exactly what he needed. A break form everything to just be with Kurt. Blaine started to back up a little on the bed, pulling Kurt down with him until he was over top of Blaine. He pulled away from their kiss and grinned. “It would be perfect if we could just live in our own little world.” He sighed and leaned back up to kiss Kurt, trying to pull him closer, though that seemed pretty impossible by how close they already were.

Blaine pulled away again and laughed. “So I’m guessing this is going where I think this is going, right?” He asked, and shook his head lightly. He let his head fall back against the soft pillow under him and gazed up at Kurt, perfectly content with just watching him. Then he snapped out of his day dream and grinned again. “Because if so, this has to go.” He said, tugging at the back of Kurt’s shirt before leaning up to kiss him.

Kurt purred happily against his husband’s lips, nipping affectionately at them here and there when they drew back for breaths. “Mm. I think a world all our own would be very interesting. Be it a good thing, or not.” He cooed lightly, opening his eyes to gaze down at him lovingly, before letting out a chimed laugh, lips curving into a wide smile. at the question that was asked. Really, it interested Kurt at how Blaine had the need to ask that, when they were on their bed together, Kurt hovering over Blaine, and kissing the way they were. “I would think so, darling. Look at the way we’re laying. I was thinking it’d be a bit obvious..” He mused, watching him.

Then his shirt was being tugged at, and he was kissed again, which he accepted easily as he arched his back and shifted accordingly to help get his shirt off, their lips parting only to get it off and over his head, before meeting immediately after again. Kurt adored the way Blaine touched him, how hot his hands always felt against his bare skin, smoothing palms against his back was always a key to making Kurt turn into a puddle around Blaine. Then again, a lot of things Blaine did had a similar effect on Kurt. Not that he minded, at all. He really quite enjoyed it.

askdemonblaine:

It was weird how sometimes Blaine completely forgot that he and Kurt weren’t human, and for some reason the coldness of Kurt’s touch always seemed to surprise him. He shivered slightly whenever Kurt came in contact with his skin, but he still leaned back a bit, wanting more. He always wanted more. And he loved how he had the rest of forever to be with Kurt and experience all of the things he wanted to. Mostly love, because he never once thought in his life that he might be able to find love, and especially not with a vampire. Blaine wasn’t even sure he could feel love as a demon, but he was pretty damn sure this was close.

Blaine let his his head fall, his eyes sliding shut again. Maybe just this was fine. Maybe this was all he needed. But the second Kurt started to nibble at the base of his neck, his eyes opened slowly and he smirked. No, he wanted more. Blaine turned his head and reached out, his fingers lightly grabbing hold of Kurt’s chin. He held Kurt still as he leaned forward and kissed him, smiling into it. He pulled away for a second to press their foreheads together and smile. “I love you. You know that?” He said and pressed their lips together again.

Kurt never understood why Blaine shivering under his cold touch gave him such an interesting satisfaction. His eyes drifted over Blaine’s bare back as he rubbed and massaged, just like he was asked, and he was just about to lean in to nibble at the back of his shoulders when he was caught and pulled into a sweet kiss. Of course, he purred against the other’s lips as he leaned into it, he always did. Any form of intimacy and affection from Blaine made him so happy. The level of happiness that Kurt was certain at the beginning of this year that he was never going to make. That he swore he never needed. Or wanted.

But here he was, in the up most love with a demon, happy, and married. His purring increased when Blaine parted their lips to speak, and what he said stretched his lips into a smooth smile. “Of course I know. And I love you.” He purred in reply, just a moment before their lips met once more, and he nibbled happily through the kiss, mostly just wanting to taste more of him. He always wanted to taste more. Already, his mind was going through different spots, deciding where he wanted to bite his husband to mark him as his this time. The pulse point at his neck was Kurt’s favorite spot, of course, but there was also his shoulder, or right under his hip bone..A shudder ran down his spine, and he growls lightly into the kiss, his mouth already watering.

askdemonblaine:

Blaine glanced up when Kurt walked in and grinned in triumph. He watched Kurt put the box down and shut his eyes when he kissed his forehead. Well now he didn’t want to re open his eyes. It was a tough life. “No, not hungry.” He yawned and opened his eyes again to look up at Kurt. He smirked a little. “I could use a back massage, though.” He suggested, one eyebrow raising in Kurt’s direction. He was tired of packing and throwing things out. He just wanted Kurt to himself right now without all of those thoughts.

Blaine sat up on the bed and reached down to the hem of his shirt with crossed arms. In one swift movement, he brought his arms up and pulled the shirt off, tossing it nonchalantly across the room. With his back to Kurt, he glanced over his shoulder and pouted at him a little. “Pleeease?” He asked, the pout curling up to a sweet smile. Of course he knew where this would go, and at least now he was one step ahead of the game with his shirt already off.

There was a small smirk as Kurt’s eyes drifted over Blaine’s exposed back, his tongue gliding across his lips to wet them. “Mm..~ I think I can oblige.” He cooed delicately and crawled onto their bed, sitting on his knees behind his husband. He knew exactly what Blaine really wanted, and Kurt couldn’t help but to lean in and kiss along the back of his shoulders, tiny, cool pecks that lead to the back of his neck, sounds of deep inhales through his nose could be heard upon his nose being nuzzled fondly against the muscle there. “Alright~” He whispered smoothly against the back of his neck, planting one last kiss there, before drawing back and soothing his cool palms up against his back.

His eyes followed the motions of his hands as the pressed and rubbed into the tense muscle at his shoulders. “So tense, Blaine..~” There was a light purr to his tone as he spoke, and a moment later, a small, opening-mouthed kiss was planted upon the base of his neck, followed suit by a nibble. It seemed like it had been far too long since he and Blaine shared a moment like this. The two of them, able to relax, and just have each other to be able to do anything they wanted, and there was no way Kurt wasn’t going to take the full advantage of this.

askdemonblaine:

Who honestly knew that Blaine had so much crap laying around his house. After years of gathering random things, the place was full of random knick-knacks that would take months to sort through and pack or throw out. And most of it needed to get thrown out. But that was kind of the problem, they wanted to leave New York quickly, but Blaine didn’t want to leave his stuff in his house. It was a never ending cycle, and no matter how many times Blaine tried to convince himself that he’d be alright without his box of Batman comics, he could never bring himself to put the box in the throw out pile and move on.

Bottom line, Blaine was stressed out. All he wanted to do was leave and live a long life with Kurt, without having to think about Thad or all of the drama he brought along. Blaine sighed and collapsed on his bed, shutting his eyes and letting out a moan. It was so damn comfy right now, and there was no way in hell he was moving any time soon. “Kurt.” He groaned. “Kuuuuuuuuuurt.” Blaine rolled around so he was on his stomach now. “Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt.” He sighed and grabbed a pillow to cuddle it while he waited for his husband to come.

Moving was never this difficult to Kurt. All he ever really took with him when he’d leave were his wedding magazines - and after what Thad had did, he didn’t have them anymore, which left Kurt with out a care of what they left or brought. Yet it seemed like Blaine didn’t want to leave anything, and it was starting to get under Kurt’s skin. Kuuuuuuurt. He sighed. Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurt. This time, he couldn’t help but smile. He found it oddly cute when Blaine whined his name like that. Kind of like a child calling for his mother - if a husband calling for his husband. He picked the box he was packing up and went to their room, setting the box down on the foot of the bed.

“Blaineeeeeeeee. What?” He mused, leaning down to plant a delicate kiss upon his deliciously warm forehead. He drew back to gaze down at him fondly, his eyes half-lidded as he admired how cute he looked there, cuddled up to that pillow - just as he had thought before - like a child. “Are you hungry..? Do you want me to cook you something, darling?” He asked smoothly, reaching down to smooth a cool touch through his hair and against his scalp. “Or are you tired and ready to quit for the night again?” He asked playfully after, a smile gracing his lips.