Two years now Blaine had been working at Hummel’s Fashion.

He was the Business Manager, and his success came through hard work and dedication to the company and magazine.

And he loved it.

He loved working in the fashion industry. He loved working in the media industry.

But most importantly, he loved working for Kurt.

They had an encounter in the dark room four weeks after Blaine started his internship, their first encounter after he left Kurt’s office on his first day, and he, bravely, asked Kurt on a date.  The rest is history.

Kurt adored Blaine, not only for his good looks and endearing demeanor, but for his passion for his work and for the way that he loved Kurt back. It didn’t matter that there was a 15 year age gap, because through his salt-and-peppered gray temples, Kurt’s lighthearted spirit counterbalanced Blaine’s old soul.

Though Blaine’s young age and ongoing energy combined with Kurt’s flexibility and experience made for great sex.

Which came in handy when they were alone.

And they happened to end up alone together quite often, in Kurt’s office.

“Blaine, shit, Blaine,” Kurt said breathily between kisses, “Not now, c’mon.”

Kurt was sitting on top of his desk, Blaine standing between his legs, hands gripping at Kurt’s sides.

“But we have time,” Blaine pleaded, his eyes wide.

With a sigh, Kurt leaned into another kiss, letting his arms wrap around the back of Blaine’s neck.

Without breaking apart, Blaine hurriedly started undoing Kurt’s pants, rucking his shirt up.

“Jesus, Blaine. Now, really?” Kurt’s protests were only halfhearted, as he did nothing to stop Blaine’s actions.

And really, who in their right mind would refuse anything from this gorgeous, innocent, young man?

“Mhm,” Blaine replied, kissing his way down Kurt’s neck and then bending over and taking Kurt into his mouth.

Kurt placed his hands on top of Blaine’s head, carefully, though, so as not to mess up his perfectly gelled hair.

Blaine moved his head up and down, every few pumps stopping at the tip to lick the precome that gathered.  What he couldn’t fit in his mouth was met with the thrust of a loose fist, twisting and turning and making Kurt bite back his high pitched moans.

“Do you like it? Sucking my cock in my office while everyone else is just outside the doors?” Kurt asked through gritted teeth.

“Mmm,” Blaine replied in a long, drawn out tone, knowing that Kurt just wanted to feel the vibrations reverberating in the most delicate and delicious places.

Kurt threw his head back in response, grabbing at Blaine’s upper arm.

Blaine worked his head and hand faster, until he felt Kurt’s come on his tongue, in the back of his throat, coating the insides of his cheeks.

He swallowed, the best way to clean up a mess, and licked Kurt’s cock until it was completely relaxed.

Kurt cleared his throat and stood up, putting his clothes back on properly, and fixing his hair in the mirror.

“Well, this was fun,” Kurt said as he led Blaine to his office doors and opened them.

Kissing Kurt lightly on the cheek, Blaine stalked out of the office, throwing a wink over his shoulder, “It’s a pleasure doing work with you, sir.”