It was after school on a Friday and Kurt just wanted desperately to get home to enjoy the weekend.

"Hey, babe," Blaine appeared next to him and leaned against a locker by Kurt's with his hands in his jeans pockets.

Kurt turned his head away from his locker mirror to see him and all of his clich� bad boy self.

"I am not your babe," Or maybe I could be. "What do you want, Anderson?"

"You." Kurt blushed and looked away from those gorgeous hazel eyes. He looked back up to see Blaine staring at him with that smirk plastered on his face and Kurt can't help but love it every time.

"I'm sorry to disappoint then. You're not my type. I don't go for the bad boys who think they can do whatever they want," Then he thinks, but you are my type. And fuck, you can certainly do whatever you want to me, Blaine Anderson.

Blaine just smiled and looked down shaking his head. He looked back up at Kurt and moved a little closer to him and couldn't help but notice the look in Blaine's eyes and how they seemed to turn a darker shade of beautiful amber.

Kurt just stood there until Blaine couldn't get any closer to him and their bodies were barely touching. Blaine looked down to Kurt's lips and licked his own bottom lip just slightly; he looked back into Kurt's eyes. Blaine reached a hand up and traced his fingertips up the side of Kurt's long neck and down his perfect jaw, loving the feel of the smooth skin beneath his fingers. Kurt gasped quietly because holy shit, Blaine's touch makes Kurt feel like his skin is on fire, but in the most wonderful way you could imagine.

He watches as Blaine stares at where his fingertips traveled with that same dark look in his eye. Blaine looks back up into Kurt's eyes as he moves his hand to palm the side of Kurt's neck, just barely there, but so solid and Kurt feels instant warmth and wishes he could have this every day. Kurt wants to move away, wants to tell Blaine to go, to stop because he's not making anything easier, but all he can do is stare into his eyes as Blaine leans forward just a little bit. And Kurt thinks he's going to kiss him and he doesn't know what to do because if Blaine kissed him he knows he couldn't resist his beautiful pink lips.

But then he feels Blaine even closer and breathing against his ear and Kurt gets goose bumps everywhere.

Blaine whispers in his ear, "You and I both know that that's not true, Kurt. I know you want me. I know you think about me all the time," Kurt closes his eyes and bites his lip as he hears Blaine's words, his voice so deep, and it's one of the sexiest things Kurt has ever heard in his life.

"Why do you keep fighting it? We both want each other."

Kurt can feel Blaine smiling slightly against his ear and he opens his eyes when he feels Blaine moving his thumb across the side of his neck where neck meets jaw. Kurt realizes that he's breathing faster now and it's because of this-- because of Blaine and it feels so perfect having Blaine touch his skin.

"I want you so much," Blaine all but growls into his ear and Kurt has to bite his lip again to keep himself from moaning quietly. Blaine is turning Kurt into a puddle of goo and he doesn't know how much longer he can fight this, fight his feelings for this gorgeous bad boy who seems so wrong for him but he can't but think they would be so right, sososo right for each other.

"I just want to feel your perfect skin, Kurt. I want to feel everywhere. Fuck. You're gorgeous."

And then Kurt can't help but moan quietly as he feels Blaine's tongue against the shell of his ear and then biting gently on his ear lobe. Kurt unconsciously fists the front of Blaine's leather jacket and pulls him closer, which he doubts is even possible by now, and then Blaine is the one to moan quietly as he feels there hips connect from Kurt pulling them closer and it's all just amazing.

Blaine brings his other hand that has been resting beside Kurt's head on the locker down to Kurt's hip and he squeezes it gently while continuing to suck on Kurt's earlobe.

"Blaine," Kurt half whispers, half moans.

"Do you want me, Kurt?" Blaine asks against Kurt's skin as he moves his mouth away from his ear and moves his lips across Kurt's jaw and down his neck, sucking and biting lightly.

"Blaine. Yes. I-I want you," Kurt moans softly as Blaine pushes his thigh in between Kurt's legs.

"Mmm. I knew you did."

And then Kurt is releasing his hands from Blaine's jacket and pulling Blaine's face away from his neck by his hair and kisses him, all tongue and teeth and roughness. Blaine moans into Kurt's mouth as he feels him sucking gently on his tongue. Kurt tightens his hand in Blaine's curls as he pulls back just slightly to suck and bite onto Blaine's bottom lip. Blaine’s hips jerk forward, crushing Kurt against the lockers to a point where it really should be painful but he can’t seem to care at the moment because it feels so good. He never realized how fucking amazing it would feel to have Blaine pinning him to a surface.

Then that realization made him want to do things to Blaine that he never thought would happen. But then again, he never thought this would be happening, Blaine moaning softly into his mouth and their hips flushed together while in the school hallway, for god’s sakes.

Finally, Kurt realized ‘hey, maybe we shouldn’t be doing this a school hallway where anyone could see them’, so he pulled back from Blaine’s mouth reluctantly as Blaine whimpered softly from the loss of contact and tried to chase Kurt’s lips with his own.

“Now who’s the one who wants who?” Kurt said with a smirk, skimming his hands down to Blaine’s lower back, loving the feel of his leather jacket under his fingers.

Blaine scoffed and tried to move back in for another kiss but Kurt stopped him with a finger on his lips.

“We need to go somewhere else. Follow me,” Kurt then grabbed a handful of Blaine’s ass, ignoring Blaine’s groan and bit his lip before releasing Blaine’s hands from him where they had been resting low on his hips. Kurt walked away without a second glance, sauntering his hips maybe a little more than necessary, leaving Blaine there watching after him with his jaw hanging open slightly.

When Kurt registered that Blaine wasn’t following after him yet, he turned around to see Blaine staring at him with dark, hooded eyes. Kurt started walking backwards slowly while watching Blaine with a smirk on his face.

“Coming, Anderson?” And with that he winked and turned around again heading for the men’s bathrooms.

Blaine finally snapped out of whatever daze he was in and ran after Kurt to catch up to him. When they reached the bathrooms, Blaine slapped Kurt’s ass with a sly grin as he walked into the bathroom door. Kurt would have scoffed at that but he couldn’t care less now that they were in the bathroom. He turned around and grabbed fistfuls of Blaine’s leather jacket and all but dragged him to the biggest stall at the end and shut the door before pushing Blaine against it and crashing their mouths together. He ran his tongue along Blaine’s bottom lip asking for entrance, which Blaine happily obliged as he moved his hands down Kurt’s back to his ass and squeezed as he groaned into Kurt’s mouth.

Kurt pulled back from Blaine’s mouth after nipping lightly on his bottom lip and moved his lips down to the hollow of Blaine’s neck and started sucking. Blaine moaned softly and let his head fall back against the stall door with a quiet thump as Kurt kept sucking then slid his lips across Blaine’s collarbone, moving his shirt and jacket out of the way. When he tried to kiss and suck lower, he groaned in frustration and pulled back as he pulled Blaine’s jacket off of his shoulders and ripped his shirt over his head. And god, Blaine was so perfect, all toned skin and hair and muscle and fuck.

Kurt groaned and bit his lip as he moved closer to Blaine again. He ran his hands all over Blaine’s torso and scratched his blunt nails lightly over his stomach and up his chest, running over his nipples eliciting a moan from Blaine.

“Fuck, Blaine. You’re so hot,” Kurt moaned as Blaine reached down and untucked Kurt’s shirt from his jeans as fast as he could as Kurt began kissing Blaine frantically. Once Blaine got his shirt untucked, he all but ripped it open, making buttons fly all over the bathroom floor.

Kurt would have scoffed at that but he didn’t get the chance to because Blaine was pushing him away and up against the side stall door and grinding his hips against Kurt’s, both of them moaning in unison at the contact.

Blaine moved his hands down to grab Kurt’s ass and attached his lips to Kurt’s neck, sucking a hickey right under his jaw.

“Fuck,” Kurt gasped, closing his eyes and tilting his head to give Blaine better access.

“Can I blow you?” Blaine asked into Kurt’s ear as he ground his hips harder into his. Kurt shivered and nodded.

Kurt felt Blaine smile against his overheated skin and kissed him hard on the mouth once more before sliding his lips down Kurt’s chest, sucking on his left nipple and biting on it gently. Kurt moaned and jerked his hips forward seeking friction. Blaine chuckled and fell down to his knees running his hands up and down Kurt’s clothed thighs and around to his ass before coming forward again to palm Kurt’s obvious erection through his jeans. Kurt moaned and moved forward into Blaine’s hand.

“Blaine, please,” Kurt sighed.

Blaine took pity on Kurt and unbuttoned his jeans and slid down the zipper. Kurt sighed at the released pressure. Blaine pulled Kurt’s jeans down over his thighs and ass just enough to expose the bottom of his black briefs. Blaine nuzzled his nose against Kurt’s clothed cock and breathed him in and moaned.

“You smell so good,” Blaine whispered in a deep, raspy voice making Kurt moan because wow, Kurt really fucking likes when Blaine’s voice sounds like that.

But then Blaine is clawing Kurt’s briefs down his thighs and tucking the waistband underneath his balls and his hands moved to Kurt’s hips and his mouth is on Kurt’s cock. Kurt’s hands flew to Blaine’s head, tangling his fingers in his curls, bracing himself as his head fell back against the wall, his eyes closing because of the ohmygodwarmwetheatyesfuck surrounding him.

“Fuck,” Kurt moaned and opened his eyes and looked down to watch Blaine’s perfect pink lips slide over his cock as he tightened his grip in Blaine’s hair, making him moan around Kurt’s cock and take him in deeper.

Then Blaine looked up at Kurt with wanting eyes and they were darker than they were earlier if that was even possible. As Blaine sucked and bobbed his head with more energy, Kurt moaned louder, his voice echoing off of the bathroom walls. One of Blaine’s hands started kneading his balls as his mouth pulled off to lick Kurt’s length from base to tip and swirled his tongue around the slit, collecting the precome there. Blaine took Kurt into his mouth again, closing his eyes and humming around his cock, making Kurt thrust into the tight heat of Blaine’s mouth as Kurt panted and moaned, his tongue licking his lips unconsciously.

Kurt felt his cock hit the back of Blaine’s throat and he thought Blaine would choke but he just moaned loudly, the best he could with a mouthful of Kurt. He moved his hands to Kurt’s ass to push him in further, opening his mouth wider and relaxing his throat.

Kurt could feel his knees giving out underneath him at the sensations around him but did his best to stay standing, leaning more heavily against the stall wall. Kurt started thrusting his hips forward and back again while moaning and watching as Blaine’s eyes fluttered closed and fuck, he looked so beautiful like this. Kurt always knew Blaine was beautiful, even if his personality wasn’t sometimes what with being ‘McKinley’s resident badass’ but god, Blaine on his knees with his eyes closed, moaning around Kurt’s cock was just unbelievably beautiful. He looked so willing and wanting. Just taking Kurt’s cock like he fucking needed it. Like he was born to do it.

Blaine moved one of his hands to the base of Kurt’s cock and Kurt could see Blaine’s arm moving but couldn’t see his hand so Kurt figured he was jerking himself off and god, that thought made him even more turned on. Blaine let Kurt thrust as much as he wanted through his spit slick hand and warm, wet mouth as he started moaning louder now, sending those spine tingling sensations through his body once again.

Kurt could feel the coiling in his stomach as he quickened his pace and thrusted faster into Blaine’s warmth. Kurt seriously thought he was hurting Blaine thrusting this fast and hard into Blaine’s mouth but obviously not if the way Blaine was moaning around his cock was any indication.
“Fuck, Blaine. Your mouth. So fucking good,” Kurt panted before his voice broke into a long, throaty moan. “Blaine, I’m gonna-“

Blaine pulled off and held onto Kurt’s hip with one hand and stroked Kurt with the other, resting his face against Kurt’s thigh, occasionally running his tongue along the side of Kurt’s cock as he stroked faster and ran his thumb over the tip. Blaine was panting and breathless as he stared up at Kurt with dark honey colored eyes.

“Come on, baby. Come for me, Kurt. You’re so fucking beautiful,” Blaine whispered to Kurt in a rough voice.
Blaine’s stroking sped up and Kurt tensed, his stomach muscles visibly trembling as he threw his head back against the wall, releasing a guttural moan. He closed his eyes, seeing stars behind his eyelids as he bit his lip and arched his back and thrust into Blaine’s hand as Blaine stroked him slowly through his orgasm.

Kurt sighed and breathed heavily as he looked down at Blaine who looked up at him with a cocky grin. He stood and kissed Kurt lazily on the mouth, cupping the side of Kurt’s face and pushing his tongue past Kurt’s lips, letting him taste himself on Blaine’s tongue as Kurt moaned softly into his mouth.

“Told you I was your type, Hummel,” Blaine said with a smirk as he pulled away from Kurt’s mouth and reached between them to pull Kurt’s briefs and jeans back up.

“Asshole,” Kurt said with a giggle as he kissed Blaine softly.

Okay, maybe bad boys were his type, but Kurt would never admit that to Blaine’s face.