A smirk appeared on Kurt's face as he stared at Blaine, who had yet to say anything. "Um Blaine?" Kurt asked waving his hand in front of Blaine's face.

"Um... yeah?" Blaine said as he physically shook his head to get out of his thoughts.

"So what's wrong with your bike? It felt fine to me" Kurt said with the smirk still on his face. "Hold that thought I will be right back" Kurt said as he walked out of the office and off into the workshop. Blaine stared at his ass as he walked off. All sorts of thoughts were running through that head of his. Blaine imagines pinning Kurt up against a car and running his hands down Kurt's body and around to his ass slowly caresses it. Someone cleared there throat and Blaine looked up and his day got a whole lot better. There stood Kurt dressed in a jumpsuit that hugged his legs and other very appealing body parts tightly. He looked like a model from the car magazines that his dad had forced onto him, when he was younger. His hair was in it's perfect style that Kurt worn for school. Blaine wondered when Kurt was working on cars, did he forget all about his hair, and let it get all messy. Blaine was trying to picture Kurt with messy hair, he couldn't quite picture it. Blaine noticed that he had been silent for more than a couple of minutes. No doubt with his mouth open and jaw against the ground. He had to think very quickly, so Kurt would forget about it. 

"Oh Kurt you didn't have to get all dressed up for me," Blaine said as he was back to his cocky self. He had to take a mental note of this image for his alone time later on that night or even for the rest of his life.

"And yet you go from speechless to cocky in 3.5 seconds, you should call someone that must be a world record!" Kurt shot back as he walked out to the bike and looked at it. He then bent down to look at the underside of the bike, which gave Blaine a perfect view of Kurt's ass.

"Uh honey, it's the fuel take, I don't know why but I think I might have been sold bad fuel and it mucks up some times" Blaine said with a smirk as he watched Kurt stand back up and look at Blaine with his hands on his hips.

"Well you could have told me that from the start Anderson!" Kurt snapped.

"And miss you bending over and getting a great look at your ass, not a chance!" Blaine said as he walked over to Kurt and handed him the keys.

"Okay do you have an addiction to my ass or are you an ass man?" Kurt said stood rooted to the spot. Kurt couldn't believe the things he said to Blaine sometimes. It was like Blaine took away that baby penguin filter and brought out a dirtier side to Kurt.

"No I have addiction to your arse," Blaine said as he took a step closer to Kurt, placing both hands on Kurt's arse and slowly squeezing. A small whimper escaped from Kurt's lips as he slightly leaned into the action. God what was Blaine doing to him. He had never felt like this with anybody else only Blaine, it was frightening as well as exciting at the same time. Blaine's lips ghosted over Kurt's, and then down his neck. Kurt could feel himself melting.

"Oh god Blaine," Kurt said as Blaine nibbed on where his neck and shoulder joined. His breathing started to get  heavier. As Blaine sucked slightly harder, a small moan escaped his lips.

"Always wonder what you sounded like during a make-out session," Blaine said against Kurt's neck.

"Oh so you admitted you thought about this?" Kurt said as he tried to steady his breathe.

"Every boring class I had since I met you," Blaine said as he pulled Kurt closer to himself.

"Really?" Kurt said blushing. Blaine just nodded against Kurt's neck.  Kurt started to pull Blaine back into the little storage room. As Blaine nibbed on Kurt's ear, another moan escaped Kurt's lips.