"Well hello Kurt Hummel." Quinn said with a smirk as she took a step forward. "A little trouble with slushies I see."

Kurt ignored her and grabbed a bunch of paper towels, running them under the water and finished cleaning his face and hair. She stepped closer as he worked and then put her hands on his shoulders turning him towards herself. 

"Let me help." She said smiling, but her smile seemed off somehow. Her hands slid down Kurts chest, over the wet shirt that was plastered to his body until she reached the hem of his tee and started lifting it slowly up over his head. 

"Im okay." Kurt said. "I dont need help." But even as the words left his mouth he lifted his arms up over his head so she could slide the ruined shirt off of him. 

"There, thats better." Quinn said, she had moved closer to him in the process and he could felt the soft breath of her words on his face. She looked him in the eyes and then bit her lip coyly as she glanced down to his lips. She stepped closer, her face barely an inch away from his, and her hands went back to his chest, she slid them over his smooth, pale skin making the hairs on the back of his neck prickle. 

"Youve been holding out on us Kurt." She said her face so close to him now that her lips skimmed over his lips. "You are kind of gorgeous, you know that?"

Kurt gulped in a deep breath has her hands moved to his nipples, her soft fingers circling them enticingly and then the pads of her thumbs brushing over them. The touch made Kurts body quiver and Quinn moved forward until the wasnt any space between them  

"Quinn." Kurt managed to say before she pinched his nipples gently and he let out a helpless whimper. Quinn surged forward bringing her mouth to meet Kurts in a forceful kiss. 

Kurt rocked back a little before he brought his hands up to grip Quinns upper arms and hold her close. Quinn moved her lips against Kurts and Kurts knees went a little weak, his cock which had softened a little with the slushies quickly grew hard again as he chased Quinns lips for another kiss. 

"Mmmm" She hummed against him her hands trailing down his sides sending shivers through him. "Youre a damn good kisser too. Anderson is a lucky guy."

Kurts hands had slid down to Quinns waist and he was pulling her hips in towards him when suddenly he backed up. 

"Blaine!" He said and took another step backwards to put some distance between him and Quinn. 

"What?" She said as she followed him back. "What he doesnt know wont hurt him." Her hands found his chest again as her fingers walked down to the waistband of his pants. 

"Have you ever gone all the way with a girl Kurt?" She asked in a low sultry voice. "I know you dated Brit for a little while, but have you... ever?"

"I...No Quinn. I..." Kurt couldnt find his words as one of Quinns hands played with the button of his pant and the other cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing across his kiss wet lips. 

"Well, Im willing to... Puck said no... and all I want is another chance to be a-" She stopped mid-sentence and looked worried for a moment before she plastered on another fake smile. 

She leaned forward and softly bit Kurts lower lip pulling it forward a little as Kurt eyes shut and he let out a groan. 

"But not here." She said releasing his lip and backing up. "Not in a nasty bathroom. Come with me." She started walking away but held out her hand for Kurt to take. 

"I... have no shirt and... school." Kurt managed to say.

Quinn looked down at Kurts wet and stained shirt laying on the floor. She picked it up between her fingers and scrunched her nose in disgust.

"Okay fine." She said. "Stay right here. Ill get something for you to wear and be right back. And then we can get out of here." 

Kurts mind was muddled and foggy, he didnt really want to leave with Quinn... did he? 

She licked her lips and smiled again. "Okay?" She asked sweetly.

"Okay." Kurt breathed out and Quinn left the bathroom, Kurts tee still in her hand and the door swinging closed behind her. 

"Oh god." Kurt said and brought his hand to his forehead. "What... what am I doing!" 

Kurt had been shivering before with the cold ice of the slushie, but now his skin was warm and flushed and his lips still tingled from kissing Quinn. He cock ached in his jeans and Kurt was going insane with desire. He paced back and forth in the bathroom waiting for Quinn to come back. But what would he do then? 

"Shit!" Kurt yelled at the empty room. He should just leave before she returned. Yes, he needed a shirt, but he also needed to not be in the same room as Quinn. In fact he probably shouldnt be one-on-one with anyone right now. If Quinn Fabray could turn him on he wasnt safe with anyone. 

He was about to just go for it, shirt or no shirt, and leave the bathroom when the door opened again. 

"Quinn?" Kurt spun on his heels to see who it was. 

Kurts eyes widened as he saw who was there. Leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his stupid face. 

"What the hell are you doing here Sebastian?" Kurt shouted