“Okay, thanks guys, I'll see you next week.” Blaine smiled and watched everyone leave. Well, everyone except Kurt.

“You wanted to see me?” Kurt smirked, Blaine nodded and stood up.

“Yeah, I um... I did, didn't I?” Blaine asked and rubbed his neck nervously. He gave out a short laugh. “I um, I don't really know why I asked you to stay,” Blaine confessed. Kurt's face dropped a little.

“You don't? Because I thought it was pretty obvious,” Kurt replied, glancing quickly down to Blaine's penis.

“What? No. Kurt, you're my student, I can't. I'm sorry,” Blaine said.

“But you said it was to do with my English assignment,” Kurt told Blaine. He nodded.

“Yeah I know and... I shouldn't have said that. I lead you on and it was wrong but, I just can't- I mean, I can't stop- no, I guess what I'm trying to say is, it's not that I don't find you attractive, because I do but... we can't, you know, I can't.” Blaine stammered.

“Well then, fuck you!” Kurt snapped.

“Whoa, Kurt-” Blaine started, Kurt held a finger up to stop him.

“No. Fuck you if you think you can just stand there and play on the feelings that I have for you. It's not fair that we can't act on something just because the situation isn't ideal,” Kurt continued.

“It's not just not ideal! It's illegal, Kurt. I could go to jail if anything happened between us,” Blaine told him. Kurt closed the distance between them so they were pressed chest to chest, their faces barely apart.

“No,” Kurt replied, a gentle whisper that Blaine could hear clearly as though he was shouting. “You'd go to jail if anyone found out.” Kurt smirked.

Blaine was really beginning to think this boy was bipolar. First he was all innocent and sweet and then he turned into some jailbait seducer, then he flipped out and got angry and now he's back to the seducer again? Blaine really couldn't keep up. But one thing for sure was that Blaine wanted him, really bad.

Blaine swallowed hard and backed away from Kurt, leaving a reasonable distance between them.

“I... can't. I think it would be best for both of us if we just leave things how they are,” Blaine told him. Kurt raised an eyebrow.

“And how, exactly, are things?” Kurt asked, his words dripping with sassy attitude.

“Dormant. Things are dormant,” Blaine nodded.

“Dormant? But don't you ever just want to... erupt? Please Blaine, please,” Kurt begged. The sight of Kurt begging did things to Blaine that were very inappropriate for a teacher. He closed his eyes and heard Kurt move towards him. He felt Kurts hand on his stomach and felt them wrap around his abdomen, pulling Kurt's and Blaine's crotches together. Blaine didn't fight him or even open his eyes. Kurts head fell onto Blaine's shoulder and he could feel a smile on his lips.

“Kurt,” Blaine breathed. Kurt nodded in reply. “No... Kurt,” Blaine said, finally snapping back into reality and reaching behind him to remove the clasp of Kurt's hands. He did easily as Kurt's hands fell lifelessly beside him.

“Tell me you don't want it,” Kurt breathed out. Blaine looked away. “See? You can't say it. I know you want it. I know you want me so why don't you just accept it and let's have a really hot make out session.” Kurt shrugged.

“Kurt... sit down,” Blaine said. Kurt sighed and did as he was told. Blaine sat on his desk and looked down at Kurt.

“Um... now what?” Kurt asked.

“Nothing,” Blaine told him. Kurt raised an eyebrow and sat back a little.

“What so we're just going to like... sit here?” Kurt asked, sounding confused. Blaine nodded.

“We're just going to sit and be with each other,” Blaine informed him. Kurt still looked confused.

"No offense but... I don't want to just sit here and be with you, I want to make out and you know, maybe see where that leads. I mean I'm sure you're a really interesting person who I'd like to get to know eventually but for right now, you're really hot and I kind of just want to kiss you all the time,” Kurt confessed. Blaine got off his desk and moved over to Kurt.

“You want to kiss me?” Blaine asked, Kurt nodded and stood up so they were very close.

“Do you want to kiss me?” Kurt asked Blaine. Blaine didn't answer, instead he just licked his lips and gulped hard. Kurt smirked. “Then kiss me,” he said while closing his eyes and pouting his lips slightly. Blaine just stood there in front of him, speechless. Kurt's face was peaceful and surreal. It was like it was made from marble. Blaine focused on his moist, full lips that were slightly pouted.

All he had to do was lean forward. All he had to do was lean forward.

“I think it's time you left.” Blaine announced. Kurt opened his eyes and stared at him.

“I'm not backing down, Blaine. I know you want this, you just need to see how amazing it would be,” Kurt said before backing off and grabbing his bag. Blaine started to bite his bottom lip and watched as Kurt moved away.

“Kurt! Wait!” Blaine shouted. Kurt turned around slowly and Blaine demolished the space in between them. He grabbed Kurt's face with his hands and joined their lips. It was full of passion and soon tongues were very much involved. Kurt's bag collided with the floor as he released it and threw his arms around Blaine's neck and played with the tight little curls at the bottom of his neck. They continued to kiss and Blaine backed Kurt up to the door so he was pressed against it. He detached his lips and moved onto Kurt's neck. He sucked hard on a tender spot, causing Kurt to moan softly in response.

This was wildly inappropriate and he knew it, but right now all he cared about was Kurt and the taste of his mouth and skin, and the small red bit of evidence he was leaving so he could marvel at it tomorrow. Kurt was his student, but most importantly, right now, Kurt was his.

Kurt pulled away breathlessly, as did Blaine. Both of their lips were red and swollen from the aggressive kisses and Blaine's hair was considerably less gelled than before.

“This is inappropriate, Mr. Anderson,” Kurt joked, licking his lips. Blaine laughed slightly and bowed his head. He looked up at Kurt through his eyelashes, showing how dialated his pupils were.

“Do you care?” Blaine asked. Kurt acted like he was thinking about it before he grabbed Blaine's bow tie and closed the distance between their lips again. Blaine's phone started to ring and he groaned into Kurt's mouth, which Kurt responded with a sharp bite on Blaine's bottom lip. Blaine moaned and Kurt just smiled a little. Blaine pulled away and answered his phone.

“I'll call you back,” he said breathlessly into the phone, without even checking who it was. Kurt giggled and Blaine went in for another kiss. Kurt held his finger up and pressed it against Blaine's lips. Blaine was confused.

“I'll see you tomorrow, Mr. Anderson. It's been... fun,” Kurt said with a smirk and a wink. “Oh and you've got a little blood there,” Kurt said, pointing to his bottom lip. Blaine ran his finger over it and saw the red liquid on his finger. “Something to remember me by,” Kurt replied. “You left one,” he said, tilting his head to show the growing love bite on his neck. “It's only fair that I did too.” Kurt winked once more and opened the door.

“And Mr. Anderson?” Blaine looked at him. “You're on your way to being my favourite teacher,” Kurt teased.

“Am I not your favourite teacher yet? What more do I have to do?” Blaine joked. Kurt smirked and raised an eyebrow seductively.

“I'll think about it and get back to you,” Kurt said before finally leaving Blaine alone in the room.

Blaine felt his lip hurting and beginning to swell already but his head was so fuzzy from being drunk off Kurt that he didn't care at all. Instead, he just sat down and took deep breaths.

“Fuck, I'm screwed.”