Blaine moaned as the man in front of him sucked his cock into his mouth. "Fuck," Blaine cursed as the man quickened his pace.

"Oh god I'm close…" Blaine groaned as the man swallowed around him.

The man looked up at Blaine through his long lashes, "Kurt?" Blaine asked, confused.

Kurt moaned around Blaine's cock and Blaine shuddered, involuntarily bucking his hips forward into the wet heat.

"I'm gunna-"

You think I'm pretty without any make up on

"Ugh," Blaine groaned as he rolled over to turn his alarm off. 6:30. Blaine hated getting up early, yes he hated tardiness and sleeping the day away didn't get him where he was today, but it didn't mean he wasn't human and sleep was an amazing thing, especially when it conjured up dreams like the one he was just rudely awoken from just before it got to the really good part.

Blaine had these dreams sometimes, he may not have time for relationships or emotional connections but he still had desires and what was the problem with a few faceless encounters in his dreams? He didn't have the time for a relationships and he didn't really do 'hook-ups', so his dreams was all he had lately. Anyway it's not like there is anything wrong with being on the receiving end of a blowjob from someone he didn't know it one of his dreams right?

Wait.

"Oh shit," Blaine swore out loud. He had a sex dream about Kurt, his assistant, his employee not some faceless or nameless stranger he might have passed in the street or saw at a bar one of the times Cooper dragged him along, it was Kurt. Interesting, enigmatic, ray of sunshine Kurt Hummel. Blaine sat up and raked a hand through his curly un-gelled hair. Work was going to be very awkward today.

He swung his legs over and got out of bed, noticing his untouched erection straining his pyjama pants. He sighed and made his way over to his bathroom, he'd deal with that 'problem' in the shower, while not thinking of Kurt Hummel in compromising positions like in his dream last night, no absolutely not.

Well at least, he'd try.

Kurt had been working for Anderson and Sons for over two weeks now and everyday was more or less the same and surprisingly it felt more comforting than boring or repetitive, it just felt normal which is why Kurt was surprised to say the least when he saw Blaine for the first time that morning; the man who usually looked dapper and alert, ready for whatever work and life threw at him walked into work with an un-tucked shirt, loose tie and his hair was less gelled than usual. It was almost like he had been too busy worrying about something instead of making sure he looked decent for work.

What surprised Kurt the most was the lack of eye contact when he greeted Kurt, the usual bright smile and cheery 'good morning Kurt' was replaced by a downwards glance when he spotted Kurt and a mumbled 'good morning'. Kurt figured Blaine must be sick or something; which was an unusual occurrence in itself since Blaine was never anything but 100% healthy (if his conversations with Blaine's father's long-term assistant Barbara were anything to go by) so Kurt was for a lack of a better word, down right confused.

Kurt waited his usual few minutes before he knocked on Blaine's door with files he required and any meetings Blaine needed to attend that day, he took a deep breath and knocked on Blaine's door, surprised at what he saw when he got called in.

Blaine was nervously shifting on his chair and it looked like he wanted to look anywhere but Kurt, Kurt felt slightly offended at this; if Blaine no longer wanted him around he could just say. Kurt dealt with a lot of negativity directed to him in his life, growing up as the only gay kid out of the closet in the incredibly homophobic or basically anyone-different-phobic McKinley high would do that to you, so he grew a thick skin. Maybe that was it; maybe Blaine actually somehow found out he was gay (if he didn't tell already) and decided he didn't want some queer working for him. Well Kurt could deal with that, he didn't expect anything else in life anyway, not till he moved to New York and became something.

Kurt put on a tight lipped smile and decided to be professional anyway, if Blaine wasn't going to be it didn't mean he had to change who he was. "So here are the files you requested and you have a meeting at two o'clock with Bryce Stevenson about his case," Kurt paused and looked at Blaine, who was just staring intently at the files Kurt handed him like they were the most interesting thing to look at ever, Kurt scowled and lifted his head up high. "Anything else I can help you with, Mr Anderson?" Kurt began the sentence sweetly but as he got to saying Blaine's name his tone changed completely from 'Happy to help assistant' to 'queen bitch' and Blaine's head shot up and Kurt could have sworn he saw his eyes go dark.

"Actually, there is something you could help me with…" Blaine's tongue darted out to lick his lips and Kurt inhaled a sharp breath, was Blaine flirting with him? Kurt had seen that look before, he did go to college and go to his fair share of gay bars and had a few hook-ups and even relationships so he knew when someone wanted to jump his bones.

"Mr Anderson…?" Kurt spoke as Blaine didn't finish his sentence and instead decided to keep staring at Kurt; all the while looking at him like he was the only cold drink of water in a scolding hot desert.

Blaine snapped out of the little trance he was in and cleared his throat, "sorry, lost my train of thought… I'm not feeling too well today so you'll er have to excuse any, erm weird behaviour I might show." Nice save Blaine, he thought to himself sarcastically. God what the hell are you doing? Taking lines right out of some cheesy porno 'there is something you could help me with?" really? And then you creepily stare at the poor boy, oh my god Blaine what if he thinks you're sexually harassing him? He could sue you! No just keep it cool and try not to stare at him like some dog in heat.

"Right, that's fine," Kurt said, not really convinced by kind of wanting this awkward encounter to come to an end so he could go back to his desk and think about what the hell is going on. "So what was it you wanted me to do?"

Bend over the desk and- no Blaine stop, what are you doing seriously? You have one measly sex dream and all of a sudden it's all you can think about? Blaine swallowed nervously, he really didn't have anything for Kurt to do so he quickly had to make up something. "Could you copy these… uh," he scanned his desk and spotted a random meeting schedule, ah-hah! "This," he handed it over and Kurt eyed it sceptically, "I mean I wanted an extra because… so I can have one at home." Blaine nodded, happy with his own lies and Kurt just nodded and left the room, leaving Blaine to head-desk in private.

A few hours later Blaine was feeling a little better, he put the whole Kurt scenario down to just not getting laid in a while. It wasn't like he had some deep down feelings harboured for the boy he hardly knew of course, sure Kurt was attractive; anyone could see that regardless of their sexuality, but that was where it ended, Blaine didn't do relationships. He didn't have the time, any relationship he would have would be second best to his work and that just wasn't fair on anybody if he was honest. There was also the little fact that Kurt was a boy and Blaine's dad Benjamin wasn't the most accepting person in the world, but Blaine didn't like to think about that because he saw his dad as a great man; not as a judgemental, homophobic asshole which is what most people would actually see.

Kurt had met Blaine's father before and while he didn't outright scream 'fag' or tell Kurt just how much he disliked him, he could see it in his tight lipped smiles and over-firm handshakes. Kurt could tell when he wasn't liked and he could also tell the reason (most of the time) so when he looked into Benjamin's eyes he just knew that there was some deep seated homophobia there that probably would never change; people like that were set in there ways and Kurt just learnt to accept that. At least he was professional enough not to fire Kurt on the spot or show his dislike for him, just like Kurt was professional enough not to roll his eyes every time Benjamin 'subtly' winced when Kurt spoke, or tell him just how much of a pompous douche bag he was.

Which was extremely hard when he was standing in front of him being ordered around like he was some lap dog. "Yes I'm aware you're Blaine's assistant and not mine but as you're working for Andersons and Sons you shouldn't really have a problem with a few mundane tasks, especially since they are to do with Blaine."

"I don't have a problem at all, Sir." Kurt smiled as sweetly as he could muster, enjoying the level of discomfort Benjamin was radiating in his presence, "it is my job after all."

"Yes well… I wont keep you any longer." and with that Benjamin walked away from Kurt's desk. He had done this a few times in the last two weeks, gave Kurt even more work to do to prepare Blaine for work that even Blaine didn't know he had to do, Kurt didn't like how Blaine just nodded and accepted all the workload his father brought upon him without warning; completely overworking him. Blaine just smiled and dealt with it, like work is all he'd ever known. Kurt wasn't surprised if it was, Blaine didn't seem like the person who would do anything fun if it wasn't to do with his damn job.

Which is why Kurt was stood at Blaine's desk at the end of the day; taking part in a conversation even more awkward than this morning.

"Er… coffee?" Blaine asked.

"Yes, that hot liquid most people drink to restore their energy?" Kurt quipped, raising his eyebrow.

"I know what it is," Blaine laughed. "I mean just… you want to go get coffee… with me?"

"Yes? That is what I asked isn't it."

"Kurt I'm flattered but-"

"Oh my god seriously? Not like a date, yeah I may be gay but that doesn't mean I'm out to get every straight guy and convert him or something!" Kurt said, feeling offended.

"No, no Kurt I mean, shit, I didn't mean anything like that… I don't have an issue with you being gay. I just meant well if you were asking me out on a date then it'd be inappropriate because of the work relationship we have," Blaine awkwardly cleared his throat, trying to feign off the disappointment he felt that Kurt wasn't asking him out on a date.

"Oh well, yeah it's not a date. Just as friends, I never see or hear of you doing anything but going to work and then going home, I don't know I guess it might be a nice change or something," Kurt shifted his weight onto the other foot, feeling nervous waiting for Blaine's reply.

"You sound like my brother," Blaine groaned.

"Well maybe he has a point," Kurt smiled. "Work isn't everything you know, unless you make it everything and that's really unhealthy Blaine."

"If I agree to go with you will you stop judging me?" Blaine sighed playfully.

"Of course, judgement free zone you workaholic," Kurt teased.

"Hey you said no judgement!"

"You haven't agreed yet."

"Fine!"

"Fine?"

"Yes fine, I'll go have coffee with you or whatever," Blaine tried to act put out but was secretly jumping for joy inside, it wasn't a date but it was damn well close enough, why that made him so happy he didn't want to think about right now, he just put it down to finally having friends or something.

Kurt clapped, obviously not trying to hide his happiness as well as Blaine is, "let's go then boss!"

"It's Blaine," Blaine smiled as he picked up his coat and followed Kurt out his office.