Blaine found work a tedious exercise now that he and Kurt were on the fast track to building a solid relationship. He counted the hours until he could see his lover again, which was a complete 180 to how he used to immerse himself in work. Thinking back to the other night, Blaine felt a bit foolish asking Kurt to fuck him. After all Kurt had 'bottom' written all over him. Although it left him with an ache to be dominated, Blaine tucked the side of himself away. He was content with what he had, and he couldn't ask for anything more.

It didn't take a genius to read the tension in Blaine. His shoulders were bunched up around his ears, and he seemed just barely able to keep himself in check during their team meeting. Sebastian smiled to himself and patiently went about his work. When people began to trickle out of the office, he drifted toward Blaine's, slipping inside and closing the door behind him. Sebastian locked it with a sharp click that echoed in the room. "Don't worry, I checked with your secretary before she left. No more meetings today." He sauntered confidently toward Blaine's desk. The man might be his boss in a technical sense, but Sebastian knew that sometimes Blaine most definitely preferred not to be in control. "You need something your hooker can't give you. That's okay, beautiful. I haven't forgotten how to make you feel good. Bend over the desk."

Blaine felt a minor pang of irritation. He sighed, "Kurt is not a hooker, Sebastian. You would do well to remember that." Returning to the task of signing a batch of important papers, Blaine tried to ignore the memory of just how Sebastian made him feel. The other man was a cocky ass, there was no doubt about that. However, Blaine couldn't deny that Sebastian had given him exactly what he'd needed at the time. Warming slightly, he carried on finishing up his task. "If you're that interested in pleasing me, then why don't you carry these papers down to legal?"

"Because I'm not your secretary." Sebastian walked casually over to the desk, "And it's after five. You're not in charge anymore, Anderson." When Blaine continued signing papers dutifully and sorting files, Sebastian slammed his hand down on the stack. "You know better. Playing games will just make it harder on you. Fun for me, harder for you." There was something to be said for doing things the hard way, though. Blaine never looked hotter than when he was panting and writhing with his ass red from a good spanking. "But if you want me to let you cum tonight, you'd better get your pants off now before I lose patience."

Blaine cursed himself as he felt a hot surge of lust that rushed through him. Sebastian could still have a potent effect on him, despite his strong feelings for Kurt. //Old habits die hard, I guess.// He glanced at the other man's hand pressing down on the stack of papers. That strong, commanding hand that could send him into paroxysms of wild pleasure. Warming, Blaine cleared his throat and fixed Sebastian with his steeliest gaze. "Stop this--now," he ordered. "That part of my life is over with. You might not want to accept it, but I'm with Kurt."

"Of course you are. And I'm sure he takes it like the pro he is," Sebastian allowed before he grabbed Blaine by the hair and hauled him up out of his chair. He had the man's belt undone and his fly pulled down in seconds and shoved the shorter man forward onto the desk. "I know you, Blaine. Sometimes you want someone who can make you take it." Sebastian's breath was hot against Blaine's ear as he jerked his boss' pants down and pressed the hard evidence of his arousal against the man's ass. "I was the first man who ever made you scream, the first one to fuck your ass... and I bet I'm still the only one. No one else could ever make you this hot."

Blaine, completely caught off guard, found himself helpless and pliable beneath Sebastian's commanding hands. For a moment he became a willing victim, receptive to whatever punishment deemed necessary. //No! I can't let him do this...// Blaine struggled, but that only made matters worse. Sebastian's demanding length pressed even more insistently against his wriggling ass, and Blaine bit his lip to stifle a whimper of desire. Thoughts of how desperately he needed to be fucked and dominated filled his mind. And yet, he could not bring himself to betray Kurt. "Please don't do this," he fairly begged. "Sebastian... please?" Somehow Blaine knew his pleas would fall on deaf ears.

"I'd stop right now if I thought you wanted me to." Sebastian's hand slid around to the front of Blaine's boxers, and he found the man achingly hard. "I think you want you. I know you want it." He reached down and pulled a drawer open, chuckling as he reached toward the back and found exactly what he expected. "Still keeping the lube handy, I see. Something tells me you haven't been bringing your little stripper here... so are you sure you weren't just waiting for me to come back?" Sebastian slicked his fingers and slid them between Blaine's cheeks, the digits circling his entrance. "Tell me you want it."

Blaine's resistance melted, and he groaned at Sebastian's heated touch. He shivered uncontrollably as his body gave itself over to the kind of desire it had been craving. His thoughts scattered, his better judgement deserting him as he writhed in an attempt to feel more of Sebastian. "Yes," Blaine heard himself answering before he could stop himself, "I want it..." There was no denying or taking it back now. Blaine was betraying everything he cared about in an act of reckless lust.

"I know," Sebastian answered, twisting two fingers into the other man in a go. He knew it would hurt, and he knew Blaine would love it. He always had. Blaine was always beautiful but never more so than when he was panting and begging. "Don't worry, beautiful. You can go home to your whore as soon as I'm finished with you. Unlike him, I don't care how you spent your time. I just want that sweet ass ready whenever I need it." Sebastian's free hand slapped hard against Blaine's firm ass. "Should I get you ready properly, or do you just want me to fuck you right now?"

Blaine found himself torn over the choices. Part of him wanted it fast and hard, while the other ached for Sebastian to draw out the torment and pleasure. Blaine was not in his right mind, and the other man knew exactly how to exploit his weakness. He couldn't think, couldn't reason. The aching need he felt clawed beneath his skin, scratching to be freed. Blaine's ass burned from Sebastian's stinging blow, and without hesitation he wriggled his hips in a silent plea for more. "Get me ready," he rasped out, his bottom lip quivering.

"Such a slut," Sebastian purred, obviously pleased by Blaine's response. He ached to fuck the willing slave spread out beneath him. He also wanted Blaine to remember why they needed one another. In fact Sebastian was so pleased by the other man's reply that he slid smoothly to his knees and used the two fingers to spread Blaine's ass wide. With the sensitive entrance exposed, Sebastian's tongue went to work sliding languidly over it. Before he finally fucked Blaine, he intended to hear the other man begging for every inch.

A long, ragged groan tore itself from Blaine's throat as he gripped the edges of the desk and surrendered to lust. Sebastian's tongue worked him over, sending tremors of delight quaking through his frame. Blaine's cock swelled and pulsed, already dripping with copious amounts of nectar. He wriggled and squirmed, making mewling sounds as he thrust himself back in a desperate effort to feel more of Sebastian's tongue. "Fuck, yes! Ohhh, fuck!" Even if the rest of the office hadn't been cleared of people, Blaine wouldn't have cared who heard his cries.

Blaine always had been loud when properly inspired. Sebastian loved to hear him scream. The office might not be the best place for it, but Sebastian was in the business of reminding his lover what he'd obviously been forgetting: who he belonged to. It wouldn't hurt if one or two other people happened to learn the lesson as well. He drew away just to hear Blaine's keening cry of disappointment only to start all over again, fingers and tongue working in sync to leave the man a boneless mess of need. "If you want me to keep going, you'd better tell me what you want me to do next. Then, if you're very, very good, I might even do it."

Blaine mewled like a helpless kitten. Sebastian had always knew the right buttons to push, and he knew exactly what to say in order to mold him like a piece of clay. His head fogged with lust and a desperate, clawing need, Blaine wriggled his ass like a wanton whore. "More, please?" he heard himself beg. "I haven't been good, I've been bad. I didn't get on the desk when you told me to, did I?" Somehow he knew he would live to regret his actions. But, right now at this moment, he couldn't bring himself to care. Blaine ached to feel Sebastian's hands on his body, to be dominated to the point of forgetting his own name. "Spank me... please, sir?"

"Hmm... you're right. You were terribly willful. I can't let that stand." Sebastian smiled as he withdrew his fingers and left Blaine helpless and bereft. He watched as the man pressed himself forward against the desk to try and find some friction. The first swat came shortly thereafter, a harsh blow with his open hand. "Stay still. You know better. You don't touch your cock until you have permission, slut, and you most definitely don't have permission right now. I want you hard. I want you hurting." Sebastian's hand fell against the reddening flesh again, harder this time as he savored the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. "I'm not even sure you deserve to have me fuck you tonight."

Each stinging blow fed into Blaine's desperate need. Hot tears sprang to his eyes as he savored the pain and the brutal, commanding tone in Sebastian's voice. "Please, sir... don't do that... I'll be good, I promise..." Blaine could not bear the thought of Sebastian not fucking him within an inch of his life. It's what he wanted--what they both wanted--and surely Sebastian wouldn't deny him? He whimpered miserably at the thought. Sebastian had ordered him to remain still, but Blaine could not help himself as he thrust his ass upward in anticipation of the next swat.

"Well, if you're willing to be a good boy... I might let you cum tonight." Sebastian slapped a hand hard against Blaine's reddening ass and enjoyed watching a fresh blush bloom on the surface of his skin. He honestly had one of the most beautiful asses Sebastian had ever seen. At first he'd been hesitant at the idea of spanking, worried at the thought of hurting something so perfect, but after the first time they tried it years ago, he'd been addicted. Watching Blaine's ass jiggle with each swat, hearing him pant, seeing that smooth flesh turning crimson all turned Sebastian on. Already his cock throbbed so hard it hurt. "If you want me to let you get off tonight too, you'd better start describing exactly what you need me to do to you."

Blaine's body, having gone from resistant to a pliable mound of need, shuddered violently across the desk. Each punishing blow from Sebastian's hand fanned the flames of need deep within Blaine. Sebastian wielded a power of him he simply could not resist. In the back of his mind he knew it had more to do with the thrill of being dominated over anything else. "I want you to fuck me," Blaine murmured, his fingers curling over the edge of the desk. "I want you to shove your cock inside of me, fuck me hard, make me scream, use me like a whore..."

The words were music to Sebastian's ears. His palm tingled as he finally unfastened his pants and dragged them with his boxers down his hips to free his cock. "Since you asked so pretty let's see what we can do about making both of us feel a lot better." With only a quick squirt of lube to ease the way, Sebastian shoved himself into the other man. He gritted his teeth and withdrew only to do the same thing all over again. Blaine squeezed him like a vice. "Oh, I'm still the only one... I can tell... so fucking tight, baby..."

Blaine gritted his teeth, winced and groaned out his satisfaction. He found pleasure and exhilaration in the burning pain of being taken. Sebastian was right; no one else had fucked him before or since. The other man's cock was as long, thick and menacing as Sebastian's attitude. It ripped into Blaine, tearing his flesh and filling him to bursting. "Unnhhh... fuck me... fuck me," he pleaded even as hot tears streamed down his face. He wriggled his ass--flaming red from Sebastian's abuse--in a desperate attempt to impale himself further.

Sebastian gave in at once that time, thrusting hard and fast. Neither of them would last more than a few minutes anyway. That was the point of a quick fuck to take the edge off. Sebastian doubted that Blaine could hold out so long between sessions again. Kurt couldn't satisfy him, he'd proven that rather clearly. He fucked Blaine without restraint and gave little thought to whether his lover would get off before he did or not. If Blaine left wanting, that would be a lesson to him about coming to Sebastian first next time.

Sebastian plowed into his body with such unrelenting force that Blaine felt certain his fillings would rattle loose.Sebastian's menacing cock took charge, tearing and ripping its way through tender flesh. And Blaine savored the sweet torture of being taken so forcefully. It shocked him to think just how badly he had been needing this. Like an addict, Blaine craved the fix only Sebastian could give him. "Fuck me," he growled wildly. "Fuck me hard..." Glancing over his shoulder, he gazed at Sebastian with dark, blown-out eyes. "Spank me, sir... spank me while you fuck my ass..."

"Music to my ears, gorgeous," Sebastian agreed. His palm snapped hard against Blaine's skin while his cock continued to plow roughly into the other man's body. Blaine moved along willingly with him. He jolted with pleasure at every thrust. It was perfection. "Cum for me." He could have reached down to give the other man a hand, but Sebastian considered that cheating. He needed Blaine to reach his climax through nothing more than his cock and the harsh pain of the spanking.

Blaine felt the coiled tension in his body aching to unravel the instant Sebastian's cruel hand smacked against his beefy ass cheeks. Shivers of pleasure coursed through his system, making his blood boil and his dripping cock throb painfully. It was exactly what he'd been needing, and Blaine absolutely relished the moment. "Yes, he panted out, "yes, I... I want to cum... for you..." His muscles tightening around Sebastian's invading length, Blaine could already feel himself letting go and tumbling over into the abyss of ecstasy. White ribbons burst from his swollen length, painting one side of his desk as he cried out in pleasure.

Sebastian held out a bit longer. He relished the squeezing of Blaine's well-toned muscles around his cock. "Always such a good ride, baby..." He held still until Blaine fell limp against the face of the desk and then began to thrust again. He moved hard, fast, quick and rough inside the other man's willing body. A few thrusts more and Sebastian came with a grunt of pleasure. His attention snapped up at the sound of the door opening. A wicked smile spread across Sebastian's face when he saw Kurt standing in the doorway with wide eyes and a bag of take out. "Fancy meeting you here."

For a second Kurt stood frozen in the doorway, but he recovered quickly. Drawing himself up to full height Kurt demanded in his most imperious tone, "Get the hell away from him. Now."

Sebastian arched an eyebrow and looked down at Blaine. "Well, I suppose I'm done here anyway... for now." He stepped back and carefully tucked his cock away inside his well-pressed pants. Smirking, he looked to Blaine's prone form again, "Unless you'd like me to stay?"

Shame washed over Blaine, bringing him back to his senses as if someone had poured ice cold water all over him. //Kurt? What was he doing here?// "N-no," he stammered at Sebastian, unwilling to meet the other man's gaze. //What the hell did I just do? Why did I let him get to me again?// Weak from Sebastian's abusive fucking, Blaine's hands trembled as he gathered himself off the desk and pulled his Armani slacks up.

Sebastian just smirked and held his hands up in surrender. "Fine, fine. You know where to find me when you're ready for another round." He sauntered past Kurt with a swagger in his step and no hint of shame.

Kurt stood tall, back straight and chin up as the man passed. He didn't spare so much as a look for Sebastian. Instead he stepped forward and set the bag of take out on Blaine's desk. "In case you do have any actual work to do, at least you'll have some dinner while you do it. When you're finished, I'll be outside your building. If you want to fix this, we'll talk when you get home. If not, you'll be a gentleman and call me a cab." Kurt took a breath that was shakier than he liked and added, "Think carefully before you decide. I don't want either of us to regret it." His smile was soft and sad as he turned and left the office. Kurt had no idea how far he would make it before he started crying, but he knew he wanted to be out of Blaine's office before he did.