“How's my breath?” Kurt asked Mercedes, blowing in her face.

“Ooh, stanky!” she replied and dug around in her bag, pulling out some gum. “Here,” she said, placing it on his tongue. Kurt smiled and chewed it.

“Thanks!” he replied, breathlessly. That could have been a disaster! Kurt thought.

“Have a nice make out,” Mercedes joked. Kurt rolled his eyes playfully at her and she walked away. The rest of the school was emptying fast after the last bell rang, but not Kurt. Instead, Kurt waited with his back on his locker, tracing swirly patterns on the back of his hand with his index finger. He took a deep breath and started to walk towards Blaine's classroom.

He knocked softly and saw Blaine stand up as he entered.

“Hi,” Blaine said, smiling.

“Hi,” Kurt replied, nervously. They just stood there and stared at each other in silence, a thick fog of awkward surrounding them and neither knew what to say.

“So, um, how are you?” Blaine asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I'm good thanks, how are you?” Kurt replied, the same level of uncomfortable as Blaine.

“Yeah me too, is this weird?” Blaine asked out of the blue. Kurt was taken aback but shrugged a little.

“Well, you're my teacher so I guess it's kind of meant to be weird? I mean, it's not like it's a normal, everyday situation,” Kurt explained. Blaine nodded.

“Yeah, I guess... It's just, all I've been thinking about is how much I want to kiss you again and now that you're here, it's just kind of awk-”

Blaine's words got cut off by Kurt's lips smothering his own. Hearing Blaine admit that he wanted to kiss Kurt all day just showed Kurt that maybe Blaine really does like him, plus, you know... Kurt maybe, kind of wanted to kiss Blaine too, just a little.

Blaine smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Kurt's torso, pulling him closer and resulting in a moan from Kurt. Kurt wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and pulled slightly on his hair as their kisses grew deeper, hungrier, and more passionate.

“You thought about doing this all day?” Kurt asked, pulling away breathlessly. Blaine nodded and stared at Kurt's lips that were millimietres away from his own. “What else did you think about?” Kurt asked. Blaine's eyes met Kurt's and Kurt just smirked before attacking Blaine's lips again.

“I was-” Blaine started before being interrupted by another kiss from Kurt. “-thinking that-” kiss, “-I wanted to-” kiss, “-fuck you in front of everyone.”

“Well that might have been a bit more public than we wanted,” Kurt joked and continued to kiss him. Kurt's fingers edged around Blaine's collar and moved down to his front. Kurt looked at Blaine to see if that was okay and Blaine nodded before grabbing Kurt's face again and continuing to kiss him.

It was as though Kurt was Blaine's oxygen, he couldn't live without kissing him or touching him or thinking about him. Blaine pulled away slowly and looked at Kurt, sighing from the lack of contact. He raised his hands and slowly undid the small knot that was in Kurt's scarf, keeping full eye contact the entire time.

When the scarf was undone, Blaine discarded it to the side and caressed the red mark on Kurt's neck with the back of his fingers. Kurt smiled and used his index finger to move over the swollen part of Blaine's lip.

“It's like a war zone in here,” Blaine joked as he leant in and placed a chaste kiss on Kurt's lips. This was different. It wasn't as hungry and desperate as it had been moments before. It was sweet and caring. Kurt smiled and continued to trail his index finger south, running it down Blaine's chin and throat, feeling the bob of his adam's apple when he passed it. Down over his chest and stomach, feeling the dents of his abs and stopping when he hit Blaine's belt.

Blaine's breath hitched in his throat but he didn't say anything, he just kissed Kurt again and stared at him like he was trying to memorize his face. Everything about him was perfect.

He felt like he'd known Kurt his entire life. Technically he'd known him for a pretty long time but Blaine felt like he knew Kurt. Kurt leaned in and kissed Blaine with more passion, a battle between their tongues as Kurt sunk around the sheer taste of Blaine.

His fingers traced the buckle of Blaine's belt and slowly, painfully slowly, undid it. He teased around Blaine's button and zipper on his trousers before slowly undoing them too. He could see the top of Blaine's black underwear and marvelled at the defined 'V' shape and small trail of hairs leading down. He looked like a man. Kurt thought about his own appearance and how childish he looked with fine hair gracing pale skin, soft as a baby's butt. He was practically pubescent.

But Blaine didn't see it like that. Blaine saw Kurt as marble - smooth, untouched, pale marble. He loved it. He longed for the day he could touch Kurt properly and call him his own.

Kurt pulled Blaine's trousers down slighty and they puddled to the floor around his ankles. Kurt followed by slowly getting down on his knees, looking up at Blaine.

“You really are beautiful,” Blaine couldn't help but say. Kurt smiled and leaned into Blaine's stomach. He placed small chaste kisses on each ab and ran his tongue down the small trail of hairs, making Blaine shudder. Blaine's excitement was clear to Kurt through his boxer-briefs and Kurt ran his tongue down Blaine's clothed cock.

Blaine moaned and tried his best not to let his knees give in. Kurt hooked his index fingers at the top of Blaine's underwear and pulled them down slowly, revelling in each new bit of skin he could see until Blaine was fully exposed.

“Wow,” Kurt breathed out. He was proud to be gay but he'd never actually seen someone else's cock in real life, and Blaine's was pretty spectacular. It was pointing upwards like it was saluting Kurt, which made Kurt laugh, because come on! The thought of a saluting penis is quite hysterical.

“Are you laughing?” Blaine asked, feeling suddenly self conscious.

“Not at you, don't worry.” Kurt smiled, squeezing Blaine's hand in reassurance.

Kurt hadn't really admitted to himself that he didn't have a clue what he was doing, but it finally hit him. He was inches away from Blaine's cock and he was completely lost. What if he bit him or something? Oh God.

Is it too late to leave? Just jump up and run? Kurt thought. Yeah... it probably is. He'll just... wing it.

Kurt grabbed the base of Blaine's cock and leaned towards it, licking the head. It was salty from Blaine's pre-cum but Kurt liked it. It wasn't as disgusting as he thought it would be... it was just Blaine.

He sucked the entire head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head and enjoying the noises coming from Blaine's mouth. Blaine was moaning with his eyes closed and when Kurt looked up at him, he'd honestly never looked more beautiful.

Kurt went further and slowly closed his mouth as far down Blaine's length as he could without gagging. He got about � of the way down before he reached his limit. Kurt could feel his growing cock rubbing against the zipper on his extremely tight skinny jeans, he didn't realise how arousing this would be for him.

“Yes, Kurt. God, more,” Blaine moaned, gripping his desk. Kurt continued to swirl his tongue around Blaine's cock and sucked faster. He released Blaine's cock and Blaine sighed but Kurt quickly redeemed himself by trailing his tongue on the underside, pressing down with force.

“Oh my God,” Blaine moaned and threw his head back. Kurt raised his hand and started to play with Blaine's balls. He could feel them contracting every time he changed what he was doing with his mouth.

“Kurt. Kurt I'm going to-” Blaine started. Kurt nodded and pulled off his cock and replaced his mouth with his hand. He pumped at different speeds and kept his eyes on Blaine the entire time, watching him squirm underneath his touch.

Blaine let out a huge moan as Kurt's hand moved faster and he released his load, coming all over the floor since Kurt moved out of the way. Kurt watched Blaine ride through his orgasm and then sink onto the desk after he had finished. Kurt covered him up and dressed Blaine's bottom half quickly before rising.

“You wanna taste?” Kurt asked. Blaine smirked at him, eyes fully dilated. They looked almost entirely black. Blaine nodded and they kissed once more. The hunger and passion from before was back but Kurt could feel Blaine's lack of energy after his orgasm.

“You want to come back to my place?” Blaine whispered into Kurt's ear after nibbling slightly on his earlobe. Kurt's eyes went wide.

He was a virgin, didn't Blaine know that? He wasn't just going to jump in the sack with anybody, even if it was Blaine.

“I-I have to g-go...” Kurt stuttered before grabbing his bag and moving backwards towards the door.

“Kurt, wait!” Blaine shouted in shock. Kurt looked at him.

“Um, I'll see you on Monday, Mr. Anderson,” Kurt said without any emotion. He just left the room and walked down the hall like he was a robot.

“Kurt!” Blaine shouted before Kurt heard him running behind him. Blaine grabbed his arm from behind and twirled him around. “What happened in there? What was that?” Blaine asked. Had he done something wrong? Pushed Kurt too far?

“Nothing,” Kurt answered, looking away.

“I'm sorry if I-”

“You have nothing to be sorry about, honestly it's nothing,” Kurt reasurred Blaine. Blaine nodded slowly, not fully believing him.

“Okay, well... just in case you want to talk. Don't feel like you need to if you don't want to though,” Blaine said, slipping a small piece of paper with his cell number on into Kurt's hand. Kurt smiled.

“I'll think about it,” Kurt smiled and Blaine smiled in return.

“So um, Monday?” Blaine asked. Kurt nodded once.

“Monday,” Kurt replied.

Monday, they both thought.