Kurt grumbled as he slammed the door shut behind himself and locked it.
Why did Shuester demand that he change in the boys dressing room? The girls were totally comfortable with him while the boys, though totally accepting, were still awkward.
Thankfully the boys were stupid enough to not change until the absolute last minute so he found he had the changing room all to himself.
He slipped off his shirt and was about to put it in the dresser when he heard he door open behind him.
“Hey! I’m not dece-“ He turned around quickly and held up his shirt to cover his bare chest but stopped dead as he saw who it was.
Blaine Anderson
Of course.
Leaning against the door with his trademark smirk on his face Blaine passed his eyes up and down Kurt’s body.
The door closed with Blaine’s weight pushing it back and a few seconds later the soft click of the lock echoed across the room.
“Y-you know that lock doesn’t really work, right?” Kurt stuttered out.
“I got in here didn’t I?” The low voice filled the room “But still, I like to at least pretend that we have some privacy.”
“And what would we need privacy fo-“ Kurt began to ask before Blaine crashed into him and pushed him back against the wall, nibbling softly at his neck.
“Blaine, what are you- what are you doing?” It was hard for Kurt to find words as his mind went hazy with lust.
He tried to move his hands to push Blaine away but only managed to drop the shirt that he had been holding. The rough material of Blaine’s shirt rubbed against his bare chest as he started nipping and sucking along his collarbone.
“Blaine sto-stop” A shiver ran up Kurt’s spine as Blaine’s rough and calloused hands started exploring his sides and his stomach.
A moan started rumbling out of Kurt’s throat when-
“Kurt do you know where-“ Rachel Berry’s voice leaked into the room as she started opening the door.
Kurt quickly pushed Blaine off of himself and started walking toward the door as he took in Rachel’s beet red face and shocked expression.
“I-I’m sorry” Her eyes fluttered to the floor “I didn’t mean to interrupt…. anything.” She quickly walked out and slammed the door shut behind herself.
Kurt started towards the door, ready to yank it open and run after her when Blaine wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed their bodies together, Blain’s shirt mysteriously gone.
The faint hairs growing on Blaine’s chest tickled Kurt’s back as he started sucking at the back of his neck.
“Sto-“ Kurt’s demand was cut short as Blaine softly passed a finger over one of Kurt’s nipples.
Kurt’s head rolled back and his mouth opened slightly as a moan escaped it.
“You like that don’t you?” Blaine muttered against Kurt’s back as his finger circled around his nipple, teasing it.
“B-Blaine, stop.” Kurt tried to compose himself “Stop. Stop it! You’re worse than Karovsky!”
He felt Blaine freeze up behind him and in turn was shocked ou of his lust-filled haze.
Blaine walked around to stand in front of Kurt but kept one of his hands on his waist.
“Don’t- don’t say that” Kurt was surprised to hear the hurt in Blaine’s voice and even more surprised when he saw it in his eyes.
Blaine passed the pad of his thumb over Kurt’s bottom lip.
“I haven’t even kissed you properly yet, and I would never do anything to you if I knew you didn’t want it.” Kurt still wasn’t sure why he had told Blaine about what was happening with Karovsky when he had never told anyone before and had yet to tell anyone else.
“But I don’t want it!” Kurt nearly screamed “And I keep telling you but you don’t listen to me!”
Blaine just returned o his usual attitude and smirk.
“Sure you don’t honey,” he took his thumb off of Kurt’s lips and passed it over his nipple. He smiled when Kurt involuntarily moaned and pressed his body closer to the touch.
“Till next time Hummel” He said as the hand Blaine had left on his waist dropped down to his ass and squeezed.
Kurt squeaked and jumped a little, ready to come up with a snarky comment but by the time he had the door closed shut behind Blaine.
He stood there for a while, simply staring at the door, wondering about the enigma that is Blaine Anderson.