Kurt sighed and traced his hand down Blaine's face, "I really thought you didn't want me anymore," he mumbled unhappily after a moment.

Blaine bit his lip, tears welling up in his hazel eyes, "God, Kurt. I don't just want you I need you."

Kurt gulped, wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and clinging to him tightly, his own eyes turning wet, "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too," Blaine hid his face in Kurt's shoulder as he started crying, "I love you more then anything."

"I was so scared, Blaine," Kurt whispered, "I-I didn't know what to do."

"W-why didn't you just talk to me?" Blaine mumbled into Kurt's neck which was now wet with Blaine's tears.

"I didn't want to cause another argument. And I d-didn't think you'd listen," Kurt continued to hold Blaine desperately close to him.

Blaine hugged Kurt back just as tightly, sobbing heavily into this husbands warm skin at the words, "I'm so sorry, Kurt. I'm so sorry. I'll listen, I promise I'll always listen."

Kurt sniffed, still managing to keep himself from crying, "Sh, Blaine stop crying, I hate it when you cry."

Blaine choked as he tried to hold back sobs, still hiding his face in Kurt's neck as he tried to bring himself together.

"Hey, look at me," Kurt said softly, cupping the back of Blaine's neck.

"No," Blaine grumbled, clinging to his husband tighter.

Kurt frowned a little, "Why not?"

"Because I'm all snotty and messy," Blaine replied, "It's ewwy."

Kurt bit back a laugh because, wow is husband was really still a three year old inside, "I don't care baby, let me see you."

"No."

"Blaine, please? You're always so beautiful to me, you know that...and if you get anything 'ewwy' on this shirt I will kill you," Kurt teased, although there was a tad of seriousness to his voice, he really did love this shirt.

Blaine pulled away, his eyes watery and sad and his cheeks as red as his crimson shirt.

Kurt immediately cupped his face gently in his palm, "There you are beautiful."

"You have to believe I never meant to make you feel that way," Blaine said, his voice cracking with tears.

Kurt nodded, "I know, I know, please no more tears okay?"

"Y-Yeah," Blaine sniffed, "I'm sorry."

"Let's put this behind us?" Kurt suggested, brushing the droplets of water away from Blaine's cheeks with the pad of this thumb, "Just look forward."

"Okay," Blaine agreed, leaning into his husbands touch as his eyes flickered around Kurt's face nervously, last landing on his lips, "Is...Is it okay if I kiss you again?"

Kurt raised an eyebrow questioningly, "Of course it is silly," He laughed fondly but it was cut off by Blaine's lips pressed sweetly against is own.

Kurt sighed, threading his fingers through Blaine's hair, forcing it free of it's gel and massaging his scalp softly as they kissed.

Blaine groaned slightly into Kurt's mouth, slumping back more against the seat as he relaxed under Kurt's touch.

"You're so tense," Kurt noted, pulling away to kiss along Blaine's jaw and move his hands down to Blaine's shoulders, kneading them through his shirt.

"Ohh, God," Blaine moaned, "Kurt. Crap."

"My poor baby, so stressed out, working so hard," Kurt continued to massage Blaine's shoulders and joined their lips together again, feeling Blaine moan appreciatively into his mouth from the action of his hands.

Kurt laughed as he pulled away, blushing when Blaine chased his lips, "Stop moaning like that people will wonder what we're doing in here."

"I don't care, I just need...I need you, Kurt, please?" Blaine blushed, his eyes still watery and his cheeks damp.

"Y-You mean?" Kurt bit his lip, looking behind them at the door, "Baby there's not even a lock, anyone could walk in."

Blaine looked at Kurt tentatively, "I don't care...unless you don't want to, we can...we can wait until tonight. Do you want to go home now anyway?"

"No! No, Blaine don't make me leave. No please," Kurt shook his head, his hands flying to grip hold of his husband desperately.

"Of course not, I'd never make you leave," Blaine smiled, holding Kurt just as tightly, "I just want to be with you all the time."

"I wanna be with you too," Kurt relaxed, looking at the clock, "When does lunch end?"

"Er...in forty minutes," Blaine checked, "We have time...if you want to that is."

"Well we've fooled around in my office when I was made redundant," Kurt shrugged.

"Yes, but that was after hours," Blaine pointed out, his cheeks blushing at the memory.

"Well I have to make the most of the time when I still had the key did I?" Kurt giggled, "I can't believe we broke that vase."

"At least we never got caught," Blaine smiled, "It's a good thing I remembered to cover the camera."

Kurt blushed and bit his lip, "I want that back, maybe we just need to let go, have a little more fun."

Blaine nodded, his hand sliding around to cup gently at the back of Kurt's neck so he could pull him in for a sweet but passionate kiss, Kurt responded immediately and sliding further forward on Blaine's lap so he could press their lips together more firmly.

"Does it turn you on?" Kurt mumbled against Blaine's lips, dragging his nails down Blaine's clothed chest, "That someone could catch us?"

Blaine nodded into the kiss, their noses bumping against each other at the action. He slid his hands from Kurt's neck to lock his hair, tugging gently as he forced his tongue though Kurt's lips and kissed him possessively with a moan that Kurt returned.

"Hmm."
"Ngh."

The shorter man pulled Kurt's bottom lip into his mouth and sucked on it was a winkle in his hazel eyes that were a shade darker then they had been a few minutes earlier, his hands sliding down Kurt's neck and back before cupping his ass with a growl.

"What if your boss walks in?" Kurt asked, pulling away with slightly labored breathing and red lips, "What if he sees you making love to me over your desk?"

"Kurt," Blaine groaned, his head falling back against the head rest.

"Or right here in this chair?" Kurt continued, taking advantage of Blaine exposed neck and licking and sucking at his Adams-apple, "Where he knows you sit everyday and sort through his stupid reports and finances?"

"Let's do it," Blaine gulped, his dark eyes locking on his husbands, "Right here. God Kurt, It's all I'll be able to think about everyday I'm sat here."

Kurt grinned, reaching up and undoing Blaine's deep-purple bow-tie with skill, letting it fall to the floor with a flutter, "Yeah?"

"Uh-huh," Blaine nodded, chewing his lip as Kurt's palms rubbed over his clothed chest, the heel teasing over his nipples.

Kurt hand's smoothed back up to the top of Blaine's chest so he could start undoing the buttons of Blaine's shirt as Blaine removed the silver scarf from around his husbands neck and got to work on the little silver buttons of the sea-green shirt that matched. Soon both the men's shirt were hanging off their shoulders and Kurt had joined their lips together again in a sweet kiss.

"You're so beautiful," Blaine whispered as they parted, pressing a tender kiss to Kurt's forehead, one of his hands placed on the paler mans shoulder and the other on his waist.

"You too," Kurt smiled with a blush, both his hands rested on his husbands chest.

Blaine's thumb rubbed small circles on the smooth skin of Kurt shoulder as they smiled warmly at each other before they were kissing again, soft and slow but dripping with passionate and emotion and the temperature of the tiny office rose rapidly as they both refused to part for air, clinging to each other desperately and never wanting to be parted ever again.

Eventually the burn of Kurt's lungs forced him to pull away, only just managing suck in a choked breath of oxygen before Blaine's lips were on his again and the shorter man's hand were on Kurt's back under his shirt, forcing Kurt closer so their bare chests were pressed against one another.

"Please," Blaine whined into Kurt's mouth, muffled and needy as he tried to press Kurt impossibly closer, "Please."

Kurt whimpered, his hands tangling back in Blaine's hair and tugging on the curls just like he knew Blaine loved, his own body thrumming with the need he could hear in Blaine's desperate requests.

Blaine started shifting in the chair beneath them, his hips making a pathetic attempts to grind upwards into Kurt's to relieve some of the pressure, "Kurt!"

Kurt pulled away for air and rolled his crotch down into Blaine's, letting out a high-pitched whine at the same time that Blaine groaned deep in his throat.

"Y-yes," Blaine panted, "Come on, Kurt please."

Kurt brought their lips together again determinedly, his hips rolling his hips down into Blaine's as Blaine thrust up, feeling sweat start to bead on his forehead as they panted into each other's open mouths. God these jeans are tight.

"Kurt, Kurt stop, fuck," Blaine whined, pushing him away slightly and fumbling with the button of his husbands pants, "Off, please."

Kurt bit his lip and batted Blaine's hands away so he could do it himself, slipping off Blaine's lap for a second and sliding the dark denim down his thighs so they pooled around his ankles before he kicked them off along with his boots and was back on Blaine's lap in a matter of seconds in just his briefs and open shirt.

Blaine lent over to start covering Kurt's pale chest in kisses and bites as Kurt undid Blaine's dark gray slacks and rubbed the straining bulge through Blaine's red underwear.

"Kurt, yes baby," Blaine groaned against the pale skin under his lips that was slowly turning red from Blaine's lips and teeth, "Want you so bad."

"How are we going to do this?" Kurt asked, his hand moving up slightly and letting his nails scratch teasingly over the dark trail of hair that started at his lovers bellybutton and trailed down, disappearing under the band of his underwear.

"Ride me, Kurt please? Wanna be inside of you," Blaine requested in a low whisper, "Need to be close right now."

Kurt smiled softly and pressed a warm kiss to his husbands forehead, "Of course Sweetheart."

Blaine let out a sigh, his hands sliding up under Kurt's shirt and up and down the silky skin of his back, "Love you."

"I love you too," Kurt pressed their foreheads together, staring into his husbands eyes, "You don't happen to have any supplies in here do you?" He asked softly.

Blaine frowned and bit his lip, "No, I never really thought I'd need them."

Kurt shrugged lightly, "It's okay," his hands trailed down Blaine's chest with a tender touch before stroking back up, climbing the strong column of his neck and chin before settling on the other mans lips, "Suck," He ordered with a devilish smirk.

Blaine grinned at him knowingly before opening his mouth and pulling his partners offered digits into the hot cavern as he began sucking and twirling his tongue around the long slender fingers, locking eyes with Kurt who let out a strangled whine at the erotic sight, feeling his cheeks heat up and his stomach twist in arousal.

Kurt slipped off Blaine's lap again so he could shimmy off his underwear quickly with his free hand before settling back on his husbands lap, completely bare apart from his shirt that hung loosely on his shoulders and the sweat glistening on his pale skin. When the taller man decided his husbands work was effective he pulled his fingers free and reached behind him, rubbing his wet index finger around is entrance before pressing in, locking eyes with Blaine who was practically drooling at the sight.

"Ah," Kurt gasped, his back arching up and causing his naked body to press against Blaine's, "Fuck."

"K-Kurt," Blaine whimpered, licking his lips, "Hurry up, please Sweetie...Christ, you're so hot. So beautiful. You have no idea."

"Blaine, God," Kurt's eyes squeezed shut and he bit his lip as he slid the finger slowly in all the way before rocking it in and out, stretching himself open and quickly adding a second slick digit.

Blaine's breathing escalated at the same time as Kurt's panting increased with each movement of his fingers before he added a third, his eyes opening and locking on Blaine's, so dark only a small ring of electric blue could be seen.

"Holy...Kurt, Please," Blaine whined his voice scratching along his throat on the way out.

"O-Okay, 'M ready," Kurt breathed out, licking his lips and pulling his fingers way with a soft whine, wiping them on the side of his sweaty shirt and pressing his lips softly against Blaine's.

Blaine sighed, kissing back just as tenderly as Kurt's hands brushed teasingly back and forth over his taut nipples a few times, sending little shocks of pleasure to radiate through his body, "Tease," He mumbled against his husbands lips.

Kurt giggled, "But you love me," He said, pulling away and brushing Blaine's sweaty curls back from his forehead.

"Hm, but I love you," Blaine agreed with an adoring smile, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," Kurt replied, stroking back down Blaine's chest and pressing the heel of his palm lightly against were Blaine's erection was struggling to brake-free.

"Ughn," Blaine let out a breath, biting his lip, "Kurt..."

"I know," Kurt said softly, pressing his forehead against the short boy's again as his hand slipped inside his husbands briefs and pulled out his leaking cock, "God," He whimpered, feeling the hot, throbbing skin under his palm, "Blaine."

Blaine sighed at the slightly contact, unable to stop himself from trying to buck up into Kurt's hand.

Kurt licked his palm and used the combination of spit and the pre-come that was leaking from the tip of his husbands erection to slick him up as best he could, Blaine whining and gasping as Kurt's hand moved around the head and stroked down to spread the moisture.

"Okay?" Kurt checked, cupping Blaine's face with his clean hand so he could look into his lust-blow eyes.

"Uh-huh," Blaine nodded, "Ready Kurt, I'm so ready for you."

Kurt smiled, "Hm, good cause I'm ready for you too."

Blaine bit his lip as Kurt raised himself slowly up higher on his knees, the shorter man putting his hands on his husbands waist to steady him as Kurt angled his hips and Blaine's cock, slowly sinking down and letting out a soft breath as he did so.

"K-Kurt," Blaine gasped, his eyes squeezing tightly shut as Kurt's warmth surrounded him, "Yes."

Kurt cupped Blaine's face again as he soon as he'd sunk all the way down, looking into Blaine's eyes for a second as the shorter boy stared back, both men memorizing the feeling of their bodies and the love of the moment with soft smiles that made Kurt's heart melt like soft butter.

Blaine ran his hand softly down Kurt's neck a few times as he smiled, "So perfect, you're so perfect. I don't deserve you."

Kurt smiled and have him another sweet kiss, sliding his arms up so they were wrapped around his husbands neck, pulling them as close together as physically possible, sweaty skin against sweaty skin. The paler man showered Blaine's flustered face with feather light kisses until Blaine was begging for Kurt to move.

"K-Kurt please, please, Kurt I need..."

"Shh, I've got you," Kurt reassured him tenderly, brushing the sweaty curls back from the hazel-eyed man's face.

Blaine whimpered his head falling forward onto Kurt's shoulder, the material of his husband's shirt soft against his heated cheeks.

Kurt hummed, holding the man against him with his eyes softly closed, it felt so perfect to have Blaine back in his arms like this.

After another moment Kurt circled his hips, feeling Blaine's cock move inside him and letting out a small groan, "You feel so good."

Blaine's hips shifted under Kurt's weight, lifting his head to look at him, "Honey..."

Kurt pressed his forehead against Blaine's, his arms still holding his husband close as he lifted himself up agonizingly slowly, Blaine's body shivering as his flushed cock slipped out of Kurt's tight heat almost completely. Kurt held the position for a few, long seconds, his thighs quivering as he locked eyes with Blaine and sunk back down, Blaine letting out a large gasp of air and Kurt gulping as Blaine filled him again.

"God, baby," Blaine whimpered his hands sliding up and down Kurt's back, "It's been way too long."

"I know," Kurt gulped again, grinding his hips down and biting his lip hard at the pleasure that shot up his spine before he lifted himself up again slowly and dropped back down, both of them grunting at the sensation.

Kurt kept his forehead pressed against Blaine as he moved, occasionally joining their lips together as they panted with their eyes locked and Kurt's legs shaking as he moved himself up and down slowly on Blaine's throbbing dick. Blaine thrust up gently each time Kurt dropped back down, holding the man he loved as close as possible.

"Fuck, fuck," Blaine groaned as Kurt stopped and rolled his hips down, clenching around Blaine and pressing their lips together messily.

"You're beautiful, Blaine, so beautiful," Kurt mumbled, pulling away and pressing kisses to Blaine's forehead.

He started moving up and down again, letting out little "ah" sounds each time Blaine thrust up into his heat, after a while Blaine slid further down in the chair and thrust up harder at the new angle, hitting deeper and making Kurt let out a yell.

"Blaine!"

"Shh," Blaine giggled, his cheeks flushed and his breathing ragged as he thrust into his husband hard and fast while the blue-eyed man moved above him. Blaine watched as Kurt had to bite down on his lip to stop himself from crying out again for the whole building to hear. The chair beneath them creaked and groaned at the force of their movements and Blaine could hear the people outside starting to return from their lunch breaks over both of their heavy breathing.

"God, Blaine....B-Blaine," Kurt's legs shook violently at the effort of holding his weight up, "I-I can't, please."

Blaine took one more look at his husband above him, his once-pale chest scattered with tiny red marks, his nipples hard and taut and lungs heaving in and out, his back arched a little bit to get the best possible angle but his arms still around Blaine's neck. His face red and sweaty with his bangs falling down heavily over his ever expressive, lust-blown eyes while he cock stood hard, pink and leaking against his abdomen.

"Blaine," Kurt gasped again, snapping Blaine out of his thoughts, "Too much."

"I got you," Blaine told him, his hands moving from Kurt's sweaty back to cup his ass as he stood, Kurt letting out a cry of shock and immediately wrapping his legs tightly around the shorter boy's waist.

Blaine settled Kurt down on his desk, shoving some more papers out of the way so they fluttered to the floor in an unorganized mess that he'd have to sort out later.

"Better?" Blaine asked, pulling the taller man so his ass was hanging off the desk. Kurt's legs were hooked around the younger mans waist and he'd propped himself up on his elbows so he could look at Blaine.

"Perfect."

Blaine grinned at Kurt before he gripped the desk edge of the desk with his hands and started thrusting again, groaning heavily as the feeling of Kurt's hot, wetness around his aching cock, just needing release.

"Harder, Blaine please," Kurt whined loudly, seeming to be in the same predicament.

Blaine took a large breath and moved his hips with as much force as he could muster, his eyes widening when Kurt let out nothing short of a scream when he changed his angel slightly.

"There! Fuck," Kurt called out at the white, hot pleasure that shot through his body as Blaine hit his prostate.

"Kurt," Blaine hissed, "Be quiet, someone's going to-"

"Are you-? Fuck. Oh, okay, right yes. Sorry, I heard...I thought....okay," The door closed just as quickly as it opened and Blaine wasn't even sure which one of his coworkers saw him standing at his desk with his slacks open, fucking his husband amongst a crazy amount of paperwork.

"Oh my God," Kurt hid his face in his hands.

Blaine chuckled softly, "Hey Kurt?"

"What?"

"Let me hear you yell," Blaine requested, rolling his hips hard into Kurt in a way he knew was sure to hit his sweet spot.

Kurt whined in his throat, "W-What? Are you crazy we just-Ah!"

"Got caught, I know," Blaine finished for him, slowly picking up the pace of his hips again, "So I'm guessing he's gonna be telling people not to come in here, the least we can do is let them know that I know what I'm doing."

"Huh?"

"Let all of these people know how good I fuck you, Kurt," Blaine whispered in a low voice, "Let them know who you belong to...Who do you belong to?"

"You," Kurt whimpered as Blaine purposely hit his prostate again and again lightly, just enough to tease him, "F-Fuck, B-Blaine..."

"I don't think all the floors can hear you Baby," Blaine hinted, "Let them know, Kurt."

"Blaine..." Kurt trailed off, unsure.

"Ah!" The paler man yelled as Blaine gave a sudden hard, sharp thrust, "Blaine, again. Fuck."

"Hm, that's right," Blaine approved as he stared fucking into Kurt at a merciful speed, making the desk beneath them shake and more paperwork to fall to the floor, the computer jumping with the movements.

"Blaine, Blaine shit. Yes. Baby," Kurt called, not even bothering to stay quiet anymore. After all Blaine was right, if they'd gotten caught, they might as well milk it.

Blaine grunted with the effort, "God, you feel so good Baby," he breathed out, sweat pouring down his face as Kurt continued to yell out mixtures of curses and his name.

"So close, Blaine," Kurt whimpered, his stomach contracting tightly as Blaine's dick continued to abuse the bundle of nerves that was making everything too hot and too cold all at the same time, too fast and too slow, not enough and everything all at once, "Please, I need..I need..."

Blaine moaned as he reached out with once hand to grab his husbands leaking dick, only needing to stroke him a few times before he felt his hand turn wet and hot as Kurt clenched tightly around him and gave a yell of Blaine's name. Kurt's back arched off the desk as he came heavily between them in long spurts, painting Blaine's hand, his chest and some of the papers that he was surround by white.

"Blaaaine!"

Blaine gulped at he sight, fucking Kurt through his orgasm and watching the blissed out look on the man's face as he came down from his high. Beautiful.

"Ah...Ah, Come on Blaine, come for me. Come for me baby," Kurt willed in a slightly strained voice.

Blaine grunted, "K-Kurt. God, I love l-love you."

"I love you too, I love you so much," Kurt whispered, wincing slightly as Blaine pounded into his sensitive body.

"K-Kurt I'm...I'm....Kurt!" Blaine gasped, his fingers turning white as he gripped the edge of the desk, pleasure zinging right to the tips of his fingers and toes as he came violently, his eyes squeezing tightly shut as he filled Kurt's lax hole before he slumped forward against his husband's cum covered chest.

"Wow," Kurt laughed breathlessly, stroking a hand absentmindedly through Blaine's sweaty curls.

"Hm," Blaine agreed, resting quietly for a minute before he forced himself to sit up and reach around in the drawer of the desk, pulling out a box of Kleenex and cleaning Kurt's chest off before he pulled out slowly and cleaned everything up to the best of his ability while Kurt lay spent on the desk.

"Are you okay?" Blaine asked, pressing soft kisses to the insides of Kurt's knees, smiling as his husband squirmed from the ticklish sensation.

"I have you Blaine, I couldn't be better," Kurt replied, smiling at Blaine dozily.

Blaine sighed and looked around his messy office, "I should get back to work I guess," He pouted unhappily.

"And I should go back home," Kurt replied in the same tone, hopping of the desk and wincing slightly.

Blaine frowned immediately, "Did I hurt you?"

"No, I'm fine," Kurt shook his hand and pulled Blaine into his arms, kissing along his husbands neck before pressing a soft kiss to his lips, "I love you."

"I love you too," Blaine smiled in reply, hugging Kurt back tightly for a moment before he pulled away and started getting dressed, Kurt doing the same.

"So...any idea when you'll be back tonight?" Kurt asked as he fixed his hair as well as he could.

"Er...Not really, I'm sorry," Blaine shook his head, tensing a little bit.

Kurt shrugged, "Okay, well...I'll put the kids to bed, or see if Rachel can have them. Then we can just have some time together whenever you get back, okay?"

"I don't want you to stay up late and be tired because of me," Blaine said, not even bother with his messy curls.

Kurt smiled, "I'll be fine. I'll take a nap or something before you get back," he walked forward and hugged Blaine again, "Have a good day Sweetheart."

Blaine smiled back at him, "You too Honey."

Kurt pressed one last kiss to Blaine's lips before he grabbed his coat and walked towards the door, freezing with his hand on the door handle, "Oh God."

"What?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Blaine, all those people just heard us having sex and I have to walk past all of them to go home," Kurt hissed, his cheeks coloring as he glared at Blaine.

"I have to work with them everyday," Blaine pointed out, "You never have to set foot in this building again."

Kurt rolled his eyes, "I don't wanna go out there."

Blaine smiled softly, "Don't worry, I'll kick anyone's ass who makes you uncomfortable."

"You're not touching anyone's ass but mine," Kurt quipped with a wink, giggle and an adorable blush across his cheeks, "I'll see you later. Wish me luck out there."

"Good luck beautiful," Blaine smiled fondly as he left, the door clicking shut softly behind him.

Blaine heard the chorus of immature comments and cheers and Kurt walked away and bit his lip, knowing he'd be paying for that later, not that he minded.

The curly haired man looked around his ruined office and sighed. He hated cleaning.