Such A Comfort To Me 5b
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Burt/Blaine (implied), Blaine/Eli
Spoilers: 4x04
Warnings: Daddy!Kink, Implied Dub Con, Drunk Sex (recalled)
Summary: Burt confronts and comforts Blaine after Kurt has broken up with him.
Part 5a
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Blaine lay curled up on his dorm bed, facing the wall, as his roommate rattled around in the bathroom looking for hairspray or deodorant or, well, something that Blaine hadn’t really heard properly when Sebastian had asked him if he’d seen it.
“Aha!” Sebastian crowed triumphantly as he jogged into the main room to grab his blazer. “C’mon, killer. We’re gonna be late for practice.”
“Not going,” Blaine grumbled.
“Are you seriously still being a sad sack? Snap out of it, Blainers. Who cares about Gay Face away?!” he whined testily as he threw a pillow at Blaine’s head.
Blaine pulled the pillowy missile off his face and hugged it. “Don’t, Seb. Don’t call him that and you know I care- No, I love him, Seb.”
“Yeah, I get it. I do. But he’s made his decision and there’s nothing you can do about it, so suck it up because the Warblers are waiting,” he said tiredly, standing with a hand already on the door knob. They’d had this argument one too many times in the past week and he knew exactly how it would end.
“No, just-just go.”
“Bla-” Sebastian started, just as a heavy knock sounded on their door, cutting him off. He twisted the knob and opened the door expecting to see one of the Warblers ready to give him the hurry up. “Hello?”
“This Blaine Anderson’s room?”
“Ah, yeah. But we didn’t order any room service, so you can take whatever it is you’re pedaling away now,” Sebastian snarked as he tried to close the door.
Burt’s hand landed heavily on the door to stop it in its tracks. “Huh. Yeah, I can why my kid doesn’t like you.”
“Mist-Mister Hummel?” Blaine asked tentatively, his face ashen as he turned to stare at his ex-boyfriend’s father.
“Kid,” Burt nodded in greeting.
“Wow, so Betty White sent the hit squad to put the final boot in? Listen, I think he’s been beating himself up more than enough, so there’s no need for you to gloat or growl or whatever. You should just go,” Sebastian stated determinedly.
“Seb,” Blaine said softly as he climbed off his bed, “Go to practice, send my apologies.”
“But Blaine-”
“Please, just go, okay?”
Sebastian huffed as he stared the older man down for a few more seconds before he pulled on his blazer and pushed past him. Burt watched as he jogged down the hallway, not stepping into the room until the kid turned the corner.
“Well, he’s a class act.”
Blaine rubbed the back of his neck nervously and shrugged as his eyes dropped to the floor. “He’s been very...protective of me lately.”
“Is that so?”
“He feels guilty.”
Burt frowned, “Is that the guy?”
“What? No. No, but he feels bad for his part in it.”
“How do you feel?”
Blaine’s chin wobbled involuntarily. “Awful,” he whispered as he stared at the ground, glassy eyed.
“Oh kid, c’mere.”
Burt pulled Blaine into a bear hug and told him, “I’m not gonna pretend like things aren’t messed up, ‘cos they are. Kurt’s real cut up about this whole thing an’ I know if he’s that much of a mess then you must be downright miserable too.”
Blaine’s silent tears soaked into the flannel shirt he was leaning against. His hands gripped the sides of the shirt tightly as he tried not to fall apart completely.
“So here’s what’s gonna happen, son. You’re gonna tell me everything about what’s been happening these past couple of months and what happened with this other guy. And then, we’ll see if we can’t figure out a way to make you feel a bit better, okay?”
Blaine nodded as he sniffled.
Burt put a finger under Blaine’s chin, tipping is face up gently. “Answer me, son.”
Blaine took a fortifying breath and nodded minutely, “Yes, Daddy.”
***
Burt pulled Blaine in to curl up alongside him so the kid’s tanned hand splayed across his flannel-clad chest as Burt settled his arms around him.
“I don’t know where to begin,” Blaine said quietly.
“Mm, how ‘bout before Kurt left for New York.”
“Uh, I was scared. It was going to be a huge change for us and he acted like he couldn’t wait out get out of here. I-um-I was worried I’d get left behind.”
“But you boys have had practise at being apart, with you being over here at Dalton.”
“I-I don’t mean in terms of distance. Just, my life is still homeroom and Warblers practice and his is all Vogue and fancy dinners with models and writers. I was scared that he’d forget about me.”
“But you told him that, I know you did.”
“A-At first, before he left.”
“But, not later.”
“I could barely get a word in edgewise when we talked,” he mumbled bitterly.
Burt grimaced in understanding just how egocentric his son could be when he was passionate about something new. “So, you felt sidelined?”
“Yeah,” Blaine agreed quietly.
“Is that it?”
Blaine sighed. It sounded so small when put like that but at the time it had seemed like everything. “It-It’s just everyone I cared about was suddenly gone and the one person I trusted to never make me feel alone seemed to be ignoring me on purpose.”
Burt frowned. “What’d you mean, everyone was gone?”
“Sam moved home for the summer, Sebastian went to his mom’s in France for the summer, Puck moved out to LA straight after graduation so you guys were all I had at that point and there was no escaping the fact that New York was Kurt and Rachel’s sole focus. I think he put in more time working at the Lima Bean and with Rachel than he spent with me. Then he and Rachel left for New York, and you disappeared to D.C. And I-I don’t even know when my parents were last home. I’ve seen my brother, like, 5 days in the past year and he barely returns my calls. It’s just-I’m just. I’m-There’s no-”
“Breathe, baby.”
“You-you all left me alone. And I-I needed him, Daddy. I needed him and he wasn’t there. None of you were there and I needed someone. I-I just needed someone to love me,” he said wretchedly. “Even if it was just for twenty minutes,” and with that he broke, crying hard as he buried his face into Burt’s neck, his shoulders wracking with heaving sobs.
Burt held him as the kid cried himself out. He lay there as the tears finally subsided, thinking of how disappointed he was with himself for having ignored this boy for so long, feeling somewhat responsible for the boy’s actions after having encouraged Blaine’s dependence on himself and Kurt all these years. “I’m sorry, kid.”
“Wh-what for?” Blaine asked, confused.
“I’m sorry for ignoring you. I got busy and I thought that Kurt would’ve picked up my slack. Of course, I forgot that he’d be so excited about his own new life and that you’d need some special attention. So, I’m sorry for making you feel like you weren’t important, baby, I really am. I won’t forget about you again, son.”
Blaine swallowed hard and nodded as Burt’s hand stroked along his bicep.
“When was the last time you came home, Blainey?”
“A couple weeks before school started.”
“Three months?”
“Mm hm.”
“You spend all your time here?”
“Mostly, but sometimes I go and stay at Seb’s for the weekend. His step-mom doesn’t seem to mind.”
“Tell me about this other boy then.”
Blaine bit his lip, uncertain. “Um.”
“His name is...?”
“Eli. He’s in the lacrosse team with Seb. He’s, um, a tall guy, lots of muscles.”
“You friends with him?”
“Not really. I mean, he’s nice enough but he and Seb kinda have this whole friends-with-benefits thing going so sometimes its awkward hanging out with them when they’re focused on each other. They’re not exactly subtle, y’know?”
Burt chuckled. “Yeah, okay.”
“They’re fine when they’re playing wingman for each other though, which is what we were doing when this all happened.”
“Oh?”
“Seb convinced me to go out with them to Scandals, of all places. He’d been nagging me to have some fun seeing as Kurt was so busy. Told me that Kurt wouldn’t even notice if I skipped our usual Skype chat which, as it turns out, was true.”
Burt frowned but signaled to Blaine to go on with a grunt.
“Seb and Eli were busy finding guys to flirt with and dancing, but I knew that wasn’t what I wanted so I ordered a beer and then one drink became, like, six and by then I just wanted to go home. But Seb insisted that I dance with him before he would take us all back to the dorms.”
“And, lemme guess. One dance became six?”
Blaine gave a thin-lipped smile as he squeezed Burt’s waist. “Not quite. Anyway, the three of us came back here and just sat around drinking and talking until Eli went to find us some more drinks so that Seb could catch up seeing as he’d been our sober driver. And then...” Blaine’s thoughts drifted away as he remembered getting up to put some music on and Sebastian coming up behind him, grabbing his hips and twisting them, getting him to dance again.
“Hey, hey, Blainey, stay with me. I want you to tell me what happened.”
“Um, Seb-uh, I put some music on and Seb got me dancing again and we were being silly, laughing and jumping around and it felt really good to just have some fun again, y’know? And then a slower song came on and I was dancing by myself but then he stood close, in behind me and we sort of rocked together.”
“You liked that?”
“It was nice to feel someone close,” he admitted. “Then he started to massage my shoulders and he was talking. Always talking. I don’t even remember what he was saying. But next thing I knew, my shirt was off and he had his hand down my pants while we were still swaying.”
Burt’s eyebrows shot up as Blaine continued on.
“I mean, I knew he wanted to fuck me. It’s not like he’s ever been shy about it but he’s never pushed the boundaries that far before.”
“Uh huh,” Burt said dubiously.
“No really, we’ve never gotten physical before.”
“But there you were with his hand on your dick and he’s grinding on you.”
“Right. Um, the way he was tugging on me, I got h-hard really quickly so he pushed me down on the bed and took off my pants. I realised then what was gonna happen if I didn’t stop things and well, I’ve never wanted Seb that way, so I sat up and told him that I didn’t want to.”
“Did he listen?”
“Not at first. He pushed me down again, climbed on top of me and sucked on my neck, but I ended up shoving him off the side of the bed. When he got up, he was pissed but I was already trying to put my pants back on and telling him to back off. So he yelled at me, something about being a tease and that there were plenty of other willing sluts begging for him to fuck them. So I told him to go find one and that’s when he stormed out.”
Burt chuckled. “Good for you, kid. So, what about Eli?”
“After Seb left, I-I couldn’t get my feet through my jeans so I gave up and flopped back on the bed. I remember Eli coming back and then he was talking, telling me how sexy I was laying there, cock out, pants around my ankles, hickies on my neck and Sebastian nowhere to be found. And he kept asking me if I fucked Sebastian or had he fucked me? My head was spinning trying to keep up and it felt-and then I realized that he was stroking my dick as he was whispering in my ear. Then he was rolling a condom on me and he just leaned over and started blowing me.”
“Oh yeah?”
Blaine frowned and closed his eyes as shame washed over him. “And it felt good, really good. And at first I thought I could just pretend it was Kurt, but it wasn’t-it wasn’t the same and thinking about him just made my head hurt more so I just stopped thinking. I just-I just wanted to feel good, to have someone tell me how much they wanted me, so I didn’t stop him when he climbed on top of me or when he was sucking my nipples or my neck and then I realized he was naked and wanted me to fuck him.”
He laughed bitterly as he remembered, “He kept trying to kiss me but I wouldn’t let him. Which is kind of ridiculous, when you think about it, here I was about to be inside this guy but he couldn’t have my lips or tongue? But I just-I had to keep something that only Kurt had.”
Burt sighed. “Keep going, baby.”
“Eli kept telling me much he wanted me, how hard he wanted me to fuck him, and he kept rubbing our dicks together, asking me if I wanted him.”
“What’d you say?”
“I don’t even think I said anything. I just lined up and pulled him down on my cock. And then I fucked him,” he said blandly as he shrugged.
Burt quirked an eyebrow at the lack of emotion from Blaine. “Was it good?”
The boy shrugged again. “It wasn’t awful.”
His bottom lip quivered though, giving away his anguish as he said, “B-but it wasn’t K-Kurt and after a couple of minutes I just let him do all the w-work until I realized that it was gonna take too long that way, so I r-rolled him over and fucked him as h-hard as I could to just get it d-done. It wasn’t until after he came and he was c-cuddling me that I realized what I’d actually done and I knew that I’d completely f-fucked things uh-up.”
A fresh round of tears sprang from his tired eyes. His skin felt puffy and stretched as he scrubbed a hand across face.
Burt sighed as he squeezed the boy’s shoulders tighter.
“Have you told Kurt any of this, baby?”
Blaine shook his head. “H-he won’t talk to me, take any of my calls or answer my texts. It’s hopeless.”
“Well kid, I don’t have a magic wand to make this all better. I think you just need to give him some time.”
“He’s my soulmate and he’s gone - maybe forever,” he sniffled.
“Maybe. Maybe not. The way both you kids are so broken up over this, it tells me that this isn’t done yet. Just...give it some time, Blainey.”
Blaine nodded as he clung tightly to the older man. “I-I thought you’d be angry with me, Daddy.”
Burt huffed a quiet laugh. “Oh, I am, baby. I am. But I wanted to hear the full story first and we don’t have the time or the privacy for a punishment here, do we?”
“Not really, no. Warblers practice will be over soon and Seb will be back here like a shot to make sure I’m still breathing.”
Burt nodded. “Right. So, that means you’ll come and stay with me this weekend and I’ll work out something for you to do.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Does Sebastian know what happened with Eli?”
Blaine nodded. “He came back to our room later, found Eli sleeping naked on his bed and me asleep with my head against the toilet bowl.”
Burt wrinkled his nose.
“He cleaned me up and put me to bed, made sure I was okay in the morning and he apologized for being an asshole. Promised me he wouldn’t jump me like that ever again.”
“And he’s stuck by that? Even after you told Kurt?”
“Yeah. He’s been a really good friend since. I-I haven’t been sleeping or eating much so he bugs me to get my homework done, brings me a sandwich and a cookie when I miss dinner, makes me take a shower when I smell...”
Burt pulled away and looked at him with an amused twinkle in his eyes.
“Yeah, I stopped showering there for a bit. I can’t even be bothered gelling my hair on the weekends.”
Burt cackled. “Oh, son,” he said fondly as he resettled on the bed and pulled Blaine tight against him. “You don’t have to gel this weekend if you don’t want to. But you will definitely have to shower.”
Blaine’s face finally broke into a small smile and he felt better than he had for a while. He knew that this weekend would be difficult but once the punishment was over, he knew Daddy would take care of him, would love him again. If he couldn’t have Kurt, at least he could have that.
Part C