The coffee shop seemed exceptionally busy this morning and Blaine hadn't even had a chance to have his first coffee of the day - essential for his well being - as there'd been a queue of customers from the moment he'd walked in the door. The rain outside had obviously made everyone crave a caffeine fix. Good for business, but stressful for Blaine who seemed to be juggling most of the front of house tasks while Kurt was busy rustling up a never ending line of breakfast food orders in the kitchen. They just had to get through it and once it quietened down they'd be able to collapse with a coffee for a short time. Blaine knuckled down, determined to get rid of the queue of people, all probably as desperate for coffee as he was, so that he could share a precious few minutes with Kurt.

Blaine took a deep breath after a rather complicated order, pleased that the queue was almost at an end. He looked up at the next customer, 'Hello, how can I help you', only to be faced with an annoyingly familiar set of grinning white teeth. "Blainey... I didn't know you worked here!"

Could today get any worse? "Seb.... what can I get you?" Blaine gave a tight lipped smile at the tall brunette in front of him. It probably wasn't very professional to tell a customer to get lost, no matter how much he loathed them.

"Aw, Blaine aren't you pleased to see me?" Sebastian leaned across the counter, smirking as Blaine took a step back. "I'm so glad I've seen you. You still haven't told me when you're going to come on a date with me. I'm still waiting for the chance to show you what it'd be like to spend some quality time with a real man." Blaine cringed at Sebastian's slippery, smarmy voice, really wishing this wasn't happening.

"You're insufferable... but I'm sure you know that," Blaine sighed, unable to stop the blush on his cheeks. This conversation was taking place in front of a shop full of people, most of them no doubt enjoying the entertainment. Not that Sebastian Smythe would care. He was an overconfident budding actor who liked the sound of his own booming voice and also unfortunately loved attention.

Seb grinned at Blaine. "I can't wait to hear you begging me to pound into that prim little ass of yours. I might even let you keep on that cute little bow tie you sometimes wear while we do it... and, oh, I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me... I am a gentleman after all, we can at least wait until our second date."

Blaine blushed an even deeper shade of red. "Never going to happen," he said firmly, trying to sound a lot less flustered than he felt. Blaine suddenly felt Kurt bristling by his side, probably having heard most of Blaine and Seb's exchange. A small thrill ran through him despite the embarrassing situation as Kurt placed a possessive hand on the small of his back. Blaine had a feeling he was going to really love 'jealous' Kurt.

Blaine saw Seb divert his gaze to Kurt's icy frame, holding his breath in fear of what might happen next. Blaine realised as Kurt began to speak, that he'd forgotten just how intimidating he could be. This could be interesting. "Are we getting you anything today?" Kurt asked cooly, drawing himself up straight, dangerously polite.

Blaine knew Sebastian would love a challenge like Kurt - he was always far too confident for his own good. "Ah.. it seems that what I really want isn't available..... today. So.... I think I'll settle for something else for now.... a strong black coffee I think." He smiled insincerely adding, "I don't think we've been introduced. Sebastian Smythe." He held out his hand to Kurt who glanced distastefully at the hand before politely shaking it.

"Kurt Hummel. This is my establishment and Blaine here is my gorgeous boyfriend.... And before you ask, we're both very happy, and Blaine certainly isn't looking for anyone else. We're both able to more than satisfy each others' needs." Kurt let go of Sebastian's hand, but continued to look him straight in the eye. Blaine, his cheeks still burning red, took up the initiative and started making Seb's coffee. The sooner he was gone the better.

"Ooooh. I consider myself put straight on that. Aren't you the lucky one?" Seb moved his eye line to Blaine. "Don't forget, as soon as Mr Hummel here gets bored of you, I'll be waiting....."

Blaine snapped the lid on Seb's coffee, sliding it across the counter towards him. "On the house," Kurt smiled. "Don't want to hold you up any longer."

Seb raised his eyebrows, accepting the coffee. "I'll definitely be coming back here again. Such excellent service," thankfully turning to leave as he motioned a silent 'cheers' with his coffee cup. "Blainey... you look breathtakingly sexy in that apron. Hard to resist," he added, silenced as the shop door closed behind him.

Kurt and Blaine both let out a breath they didn't know they were holding, Blaine giving a shaky laugh as the air escaped his lungs as he turned to meet Kurt's eyes. "Oh my God," were the only words Blaine could utter.

"I handled that badly," Kurt sighed. "I'm sorry." Blaine could see that he was visibly upset.

"Hey," Blaine moved closer to Kurt, squeezing his hand in the hope it would show some sign of comfort to the other man. Here wasn't the place to be too demonstrative with their affections. Heavens, the customers sitting at tables had already had one floor show this morning, and had only just settled back down again. "Don't let him get to you," Blaine said softly, "He's really not worth it, trust me.."

Kurt smiled wryly. "I behaved like a first class bitch - I should be better than that....and it was hardly my place to speak for you...."

Blaine needed to fix this. "You didn't say anything I wouldn't have said myself... I should have said myself... I think I was just so shocked, I couldn't think straight." He huffed a small laugh. The whole episode had been ridiculous. "Why don't I make us both a coffee? I think we both need it. Then later we can talk - I'll stop by on my way home after classes. That'll probably be sometime after I've found Sebastian and given him a bloody nose.."

Kurt made a noise somewhere between a sob and a laugh, accepting a chaste kiss on the lips from Blaine. He moved to return to the kitchen, reluctantly letting go of Blaine's hand.

Blaine couldn't believe Sebastian. He knew him from college, and initially they'd got on quite well, both taking the same major, and Seb being a couple of years above Blaine, had been a bit of a mentor. However, over time, Seb had started persuing him and things moved from a casual friendship to Seb being the bain of his life. For months, he'd been asking him out on dates, offering to perform sexual acts with him in inappropriate places and just generally making lewd suggestive comments.

Blaine had never given him any encouragement and purposely made every effort to avoid him where ever possible, only putting up with him at musical events and productions at college because he had no other choice. Of course if he'd only given in to Seb somewhere along the line and slept with him, he would have just moved on to his next conquest. However, that just wasn't Blaine - he mattered too much.

As far as Blaine was concerned, Seb could harass him all he wanted - he didn't care, but when he upset someone Blaine loved, that was a different matter. Blaine busied himself making the coffees as he pondered the morning's events, crafting a carefully feathered heart on the top of Kurt's latte. He quickly checked there were no new customers before taking Kurt's coffee through to the kitchen.

Kurt smiled as Blaine entered the kitchen, his smile not quite reaching his eyes, something only Blaine could probably recognise., and it broke his heart to see it. He placed the coffee on the counter near where Kurt was working. "A heart... thank you Blaine." he whispered, as he looked down at coffee, "that's so sweet."

"Only for you.." Blaine moved in to kiss Kurt on the lips. "It's okay," he murmured noticing Kurt's eyes flicking over to the kitchen doorway, "there're no customers waiting at the moment." He kissed Kurt again, this time demanding entry with his tongue. Kurt whimpered as he desperately reciprocated, his fingers grasping at Blaine's curls, reluctantly stopping after a few short moments. Bearing in mind where they were, now was not the time to get carried away.

"No customers, huh Blaine?" Kurt panted as they rested their foreheads together. "Does that mean I can let you take me over the counter out the front?"

Blaine chuckled sexily, running his thumb across Kurt's kiss swollen lips. "Nonewcustomers Kurt. Although I'm sure all the customers sitting at tables out there would like another round of entertainment."

"Right.... I guess that's out for now then," Kurt smirked.

"Oh I don't know.. I'm game if you are. I mean.... you're the one who'll be baring your ass with your pants and underwear round your ankles. I can get away with showing a little less..." Blaine teased. Kurt couldn't help the sharp twitch of his cock at the thought of one of the many fantasies he'd been having lately.

"Although... Maybe later...?" Blaine breath was close to Kurt's ear. "Now, drink your coffee."

It was going to be a long day.

*****

Everytime he remembered it, Kurt had cringed at his behaviour from the morning. Sebastian Smythe was completely out of order the way he'd spoken to Blaine, no doubt, but what had shocked Kurt most was how he'd found he'd returned to his old self in the blink of an eye. He'd thought he'd changed since Blaine had come on the scene, which of course he had, but obviously not as much as he'd hoped.

It stood to reason that Blaine would be pursued by other men. He was gorgeous, and just sososexy; his body, his voice, just everything about him. He couldn't see it himself of course - that was part of his charm - but not everyone who showed an interest in him would be as distasteful as Sebastian - and that thought filled Kurt with fear.

Thankfully, being busy had distracted Kurt most of the day today, but now with the shop closed he was unavoidably left to his own devices. He tried to work his way through the list of supplies he had to order the next day, but he wasn't really getting that far. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Blaine arrive, and only when he felt a pair of strong arms looping round his waist from behind did he become aware of the other man's presence.

"Blaine ghosted a few soft kisses to the back of Kurt's neck, the warm huff of air tingling down Kurt's spine. "How have you been?" Blaine asked softly, spinning Kurt round to face him.

"Fine," Kurt huffed. "Digging up all my insecurities, but that's just me and the way I am." Blaine peppered small kisses to Kurt's jawline as he spoke, forcing a quiet moan from Kurt's lips as he finished speaking.

"You do know that you'remine, right?" Blaine reached down, cupping Kurt through his tight jeans, the stretched fabric leaving nothing to the imagination as Kurt's erection grew beneath Blaine's hand. "You're mine and you're all that I want, Kurt..... and there's definitely no customers out there now.."

Kurt gave a small gasp at the touch to his cock and he could only nod in response to Blaine's question. He groaned lowly, looping his arms around Blaine's neck and dropping his head onto Blaine's shoulder. Blaine hesitated before he spoke, "You.... you do know? Well I don't even like Seb." Blaine unthreaded the buckle of Kurt's belt, pressing his lips into Kurt's hair.

Kurt's breath hitched as the belt swung open loosely. "I know. I don't think he cares." Blaine popped the button on Kurt's jeans, the zip forcing down a couple of notches against the strain of Kurt's erection which was growing rapidly.

"He's so vain. He probably has notches on his bed post, or a spreadsheet of his conquests...." Blaine peered down at Kurt's partly opened jeans, mesmerised.

Kurt sighed, "You're gorgeous. I know you don't want him.... but there'll be others. Lots of others." Blaine stilled, still staring at the sight of Kurt's underwear peeking through the opening in his jeans. In the end, frustration got the better of Kurt. "For God's sake Blaine, just get my cock out, or do something. I'm fucking dying here."

"Huh?" Oh. "Yes. Okay." Blaine reached for Kurt's zip. "Do you want to go back to my apartment?" he asked fully tugging down the zip.

"No."

"No? Well I guess here will have to do then..." In one swift movement Blaine had Kurt's jeans and underwear down round his thighs, and was on his knees in front of Kurt, his erection bobbing in front of Blaine's face. "You're beautiful Kurt," Blaine whispered pressing a small kiss to his hip.

"Bla..i..ne,' Kurt cried out as Blaine licked a long slow line up Kurt's cock before swirling his tongue around the sensitive tip.

"Nnnggh," was all Kurt could incoherently babble several times over as Blaine encompassed Kurt into the warm cavern of his mouth. Kurt's hand flew into Blaine's hair, mostly to ground himself, while his other hand stretched up behind his own head. All Kurt could do with his restrictive jeans still round his thighs was to curl his toes into the floor, and try not to come too quickly. Blaine hummed small vibrations as he moved up and down on Kurt, rolling his balls in the palm of his hand at the same time. Delicious torture.

Blaine, sensing Kurt was close, pulled off of Kurt, giving a final lick to the leaking tip.Oh.Kurt almost cried at the loss of contact, "Bl...ai..ne..... oh god Bla..ine."

"It's okay," Blaine smiled, smoothing a hand across Kurt's clenched ass cheeks. "We're not finished yet. I promised you something earlier.." Blaine turned to find his bag, fishing inside the back pocket for a large tube of lube and a handful of condoms. "Get undressed for me, baby....Pleease."

Kurt scrabbled to get his clothes off, not caring how weird it was to be naked in his work kitchen. "You've got a good lot of supplies there," Kurt commented as he slowly stroked his cock, any inhibitions long gone. He glanced at the small pile Blaine had put on the worktop and then at Blaine releasing his own throbbing erection from the confines of his jeans. Kurt groaned at the sight, speeding up his hand as his fist gripped his cock a little tighter.

Blaine chuckled. "I.. um.. didn't know how much it would take for me to show you how badly I want you." He glanced at Kurt's hand moving over his cock, smiling at the sight. "You're not going to last if you do that....Is that what you want baby?"

"I can't help it.... sorry..." Kurt had never jerked off in front of anyone in his life. "I'm sooo desperate Blaine." Kurt's voice was almost a whisper. "So. desperate. Have been all day. Please can I?" He almost sobbed. "I won't make it through all the prepping even...."


Blaine rushed over to Kurt, replacing Kurt's hand with his own. "Of course you can come sweetheart...You're so hot..beautiful." Kurt slumped against Blaine's body in relief, spreading his legs and resting his head on Blaine's shoulder. One. Two. Three strokes..and his was coating Blaine's hand as he came.

Blaine kissed his hair, letting him gently come down. "I hope you're up for round two," Blaine grimaced, glancing down at his own painfully hard leaking erection. I don't want to make a habit of having embarrassing wet patches in my pants every time I'm with you...Plus I'm not even sure if I could walk home like this.." They both giggled.

"Okay," Kurt said weakly. "Just give me a minute and I'll get on it."

******

Kurt couldn't believe that only twenty minutes after he'd given everything up and come desperately over Blaine's hand, he'd be bent over the shop counter sporting another erection. It may have been all the kissing they'd done after, lazy at first until things picked up and they'd been panting into each others' mouths, or it may have the sight of Blaine licking his hand clean of Kurt's come and then allowing Kurt to taste himself on his tongue. It may have been Blaine's very naked, taut body, revealing a hard, glistening erection which was all just for Kurt, and the fact that when Kurt had seen him, Blaine had been picking up the lube and a condom in anticipation....

Blaine ran a soothing hand down Kurt's back as he carefully stretched him, three fingers in. In truth the shop counter was a bit too high to be perfect for this, but a promise is a promise is a promise, and it all seemed quite daring, and a little bit naughty. They'd never be able to look at the counter again without thinking of this....

"Are you ready Kurt?" Blaine asked softly. "I really hope you are."

"I'm ready. Yes." Kurt reached for the condom, shakily tearing the packet open. He sighed as Blaine removed his fingers so Kurt could turn and roll the condom down over his aching cock.

They shared a small kiss as Blaine blindly clicked open the lube, hissing when his erection bobbed against Kurt's. "This may not last long," he whispered as he coated the lube liberally over himself."

Kurt laid himself open across the counter, as Blaine slowly, slowly pushed inside. This wasn't just about the sex, and Blaine knew that. It was about trust, and Kurt didn't trust easily - not anymore. Kurt was giving him more than just his body, he was giving him his heart and Blaine was going to take good care of it. It was the most precious of gifts.

It didn't last long, but that didn't matter. A few desperate thrusts and they both came together. There'd be plenty of time for slow love making later, but this was them claiming each other. "You're mine," Blaine sighed as he lay exhausted on top of Kurt, pressing their sweaty bodies together, "all mine."

"I'm yours."