Kurt felt light headed and wanted to loose his tie a bit but couldn't do it in front of his boss, this meeting has turned to be dangerous, strange and weird. Weird, in a very right way. This game was so familiar to Kurt in a way that he couldn't explain to anyone, including himself.

“You must learn to do everything I tell you without hesitating, Kurt.” Blaine said his back still to Kurt.

“You can't just tell me what to do, sir.” Kurt said haughtily.

Blaine spun around and started to walk towards Kurt, “I can't?” He titled his head to the right.

“No, sir, you can't.”

Blaine looked Kurt up and down as if checking him out and smirked, “so if I told you to parade around the halls naked, now, you won't do it? If I told you that if you didn't do it you'll get fired?”

“Don't be silly,” Kurt said and found Blaine's eyes darken so he quickly added, “sir.”

Blaine sat on the edge of the table in front of Kurt and crossed his arms, “I have another meeting in a few minutes,” he said, “but let's say I'll give you a little assignment.”

“Homework?” Kurt asked, “Sir.” He tagged quickly before Blaine could get angry.

Blaine smiled, “yes, homework. I want you to write me an essay on how you exactly plan to serve my interests.”

“I'm sorry but I don't understand, sir,”

Blaine checked his watch then looked at Kurt, “Figure it out, Mister Hummel. You're dismissed.” With this he walked back behind his desk and sat down.

Kurt's face was cherry red as he stood up slowly, feeling dismayed. How dare he humiliate Kurt Elizabeth Hummel this way? Kurt fumed.

“This is bullshit!” Kurt shouted

Blaine looked up his papers, “what did you just say?”

“You heard me!” He glared at his boss.

Blaine just smirked at him and waved with his hands, “you're free to go, Mister Hummel.”

The formality made Kurt tense even more as he replied, “I know I am free to go, Mister Anderson.”

“Oh I see. Did you forget where the door was?”

“No, I just wanted you to know that I won't stand for this, you hear me!” Kurt pointed his index finger angrily at Blaine.

“Stand for what?” Blaine said arching an eyebrow.

“Your harassment towards me. I don't need this job that much, I can find another one.”

Blaine smiled at this as if he expected Kurt's reaction, “sure of yourself, Mister Hummel,” he said leaning back on his chair.

“Yes, I am,” Kurt straighten himself to look confident though he felt exactly the opposite.

“Well don't be so sure, with several calls I can guarantee you never work in this industry again. Just few minutes is all it takes for me to end your career.” Blaine said in a stern, serious tone looking at Kurt dead in the eye.

“Why would you do this to me? I am really not important to waste your time on.”

“Because I can,” Blaine said still holding Kurt's gaze.

Kurt felt his tears hot on his cheek and realised that he's crying, “why you're being so mean to me? What have I done to you?”

Blaine rolled his eyes and sighed, “I really didn't want to hire you.”

Kurt opened his mouth not believing what he just heard, “you did not want to hire me?” Kurt asked slowly.

“No.” Came Blaine's short but firm answer.

“Then I'll leave immediately. Thank you for the….opportunity, I guess.” Kurt turned on his heels and started to walk out of the room quickly, feeling humiliated and defeated. However before he could open the door he found a strong hand grip his arm tightly.

“Wait,” Blaine breathed against his neck, his body practically smashed to Kurt's behind.

Kurt kept facing the door as tears fell down his face, he didn't want to show Blaine how he affected him, “if you didn't want to hire me, then why did you?”

“You don't understand, Kurt,” Blaine whispered hotly against Kurt's neck, “The moment I laid my eyes on you I knew. I know that I have to have you.”

Kurt felt a thrill run down his spine and his cock twitched in his pants, “if so why were you so cruel to me?”

“I think I've answered this question, already.” Blaine stepped even closer to Kurt that the latter could feel his erection pressing against his buttocks making him gasp quietly.

Kurt felt himself grow hard, he just wanted Blaine to rock against, to kiss his neck and mark him as his. However, none of them have spoken for a long time.

“I can't control this,” Blaine whispered caressing Kurt's hair lightly before gripping it tightly in his fist pulling it so that his breath was caressing Kurt's  ear, “do you understand was I mean, now?”

Kurt moaned, he practically moaned. His pants felt so tight and he wanted nothing but for Blaine to throw him on the floor and have his wicked way with him.

“Please, please…” Kurt begged, “I want you.”

Blaine just tugged on his hair tighter and whispered, “it's not that simple.”

“I really don't care,” Kurt felt like a whore but he didn't care he was just so hot and bothered.

“If you agree on this, there will be no going back,' Blaine groaned, “you walk out now and I won't do anything. I won't make any calls and no one will ever know anything. You'll get a job anywhere else and be at a safe, boring advertising firm.”

“No,” Kurt moaned, “I want this, I want you.”

“You think you want this?” Blaine tugged more insistently on his hair earning a hiss of pain from Kurt. Quickly Blaine softened his hold on Kurt's hair and brushed his lips on Kurt's neck, so softly that Kurt doubted if it really did happen, “I'm hard to please, Kurt. Do you think you can please me?”

“Yes.” Kurt whispered and Blaine growled his ear lowly, “yes, sir.”

“Tonight you'll go home and write me an essay telling me in details how you intend to please me.”

“I don't actually understand…”

“Didn't I give you an order?” Blaine whispered.

“Yes, sir.”

“Then do as I say,” with that Blaine released her completely and moved away. Kurt remained glued to the door, wishing Blaine would come back and just touch him everywhere. He just wanted to feel Blaine's lips against his moving sensually.

“You can turn around, now,” Blaine said as he got back to his desk and sat down.

Kurt turned around and looked at the man sitting before him. He felt like he's a new person, something has changed inside of him and if Blaine ordered him to take off his clothes and touch himself right now he'd do it with hesitating.

“I don't want to hurt you,” Blaine said slowly, “that's why I didn't want to hire you in the first place. Do you think you can handle me?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Now go home, Kurt,” Blaine smiled.