Blaine strolled back through the shop, heading out back to the mechanics area. He pushed the door which stated “Staff only” and clicked it behind him. He skipped happily down the few steps, into the open area which was littered with the occasional car.

“Kurt?” he called.

“Over here,” a muffled voice rang. Blaine smiled and walked over to the direction of an old blue car with its bonnet open, and a young man in oiled overalls leaning over it.

“Hey Kurt,” Blaine started. Kurt stood up straight and smiled at his boyfriend.

“Hey!” Kurt beamed, walking over towards him. He stopped about a foot away and wiped his fingers and then palms onto his overalls.

“Sorry, I’m all greasy and oily…my dad went away with Carole for the weekend and he needs this car fixed by Monday. Finn’s going to be back tomorrow but I thought I’d better start now.” He said, fingers still wiping on the overall. He chuckled under his breath. “Sorry, I’m gross.”

Blaine grinned a cheeky smile. “No, you’re not. It’s pretty hot actually.”

Kurt smiled back and reached up to wipe a single line of oil down Blaine’s cheek.

“Now you’re dirty too.” Kurt smirked.

Blaine’s eyes widened. “You did not just do that, Kurt Hummel.”

Kurt giggled. “Oh, but Blaine Anderson, I just did.”
Blaine took a step towards Kurt, and Kurt took one backwards playfully.

Blaine eyed him carefully and then grabbed his hips, pulling them together. He pressed messy kisses along Kurt’s dirty jaw and neck. Kurt wriggled and laughed.

“Blaine!” He groaned.

“Shhh” Blaine mouthed against his neck, moving his lips up until he was nibbling on Kurt’s ear.

Blaine’s fingertips deepened into Kurt’s hips, moving impossibly closer until Kurt stumbled backwards and his back hit the side of the car. Blaine took that as an opportunity and ran his hands up Kurt’s torso, pushing his shirt up with it. Kurt’s overalls folded halfway, gripping his hips tightly, fortunately for Blaine leaving his torso only covered with a shirt. Blaine pulled Kurt’s shirt over his head, and pressed their lips together as soon as he tossed it across the room. Kurt immediately pushed his tongue into Blaine’s mouth, and Blaine sucked on it teasingly, soaking up the moan that Kurt gave as he did so. Kurt’s hand fumbled along the side of the car. He found the door handle, and managed to swing it open, pulling his body back, away from Blaine to fall back onto the backseat of the car. Kurt pulled himself backwards, hand gripping onto Blaine’s shirt to pull them closer together, dragging their hips together as Blaine laid on top of him.

“Mmmm” Kurt mumbled as Blaine attached his lips onto
Kurt’s neck, licking and sucking and biting at his collarbone as his head dipped lower and lower. Kurt dragged his fingers up Blaine’s back, whining at the amount of clothing still between them, he moved his hands to drag Blaine’s shirt off, throwing it towards the open door. Blaine cupped Kurt’s neck with one hand, the other dragging over his nipples. Kurt arched his back at the touch, feeling Blaine grin into his neck before he moved his lips down to suck and nip at the bud.

Kurt writhed beneath him, fingers still dragging down his back, leaving long black smudges, gripping onto the belt loops of his jeans to drag their hips together in long, slow, languid grinds. Blaine moved his hands to slide the overalls from Kurt’s hips until Kurt was able to kick them from his ankles. Blaine then worked on unbuttoning his dark jeans, moaning when he felt Kurt’s palm rubbing his erection from the outside of his jeans. He looked up to Kurt’s eyes as he slowly unzipped his jeans, and met their lips for a kiss. It wasn’t as desperate as before, but their tongues still moved together sloppily, needing more than the friction they had.

Kurt lifted his hips to let Blaine remove his jeans and boxers in one smooth stroke, his cock resting against his stomach for less than a second before Blaine wrapped his hand around it, pumping gently. Kurt threw his head back, groaning lightly. Blaine chuckled and pressed small butterfly kisses along his collarbone.

“St-Stop I need, more..” Kurt said breathlessly.

Blaine nodded and let his hand stroke his erection for a few more moments until he let go completely, allowing Kurt’s oily hands to unbutton his jeans, slipping them and his boxers down his thighs.

“Do you-“

“Kurt,” Blaine said, with a small cocky smile.

Kurt giggled lightly. “Of course you do,”

“Of course I do.” Blaine repeated before he pressed a small kiss to the corner of Kurt’s mouth.

Blaine leant over to where his jacket was dropped outside of the car, pulling out a small bottle of lube and a single condom packet before pulling himself back on top of Kurt and shutting the car door.

Kurt ran his finger down Blaine’s cheek, where he had smudged the oil onto his face a while earlier. Blaine ducked his head and pressed a kiss to the end of Kurt’s nose as he squeezed some lube to coat his fingers.
Pressing small kisses along Kurt’s jaw, he pressed his index finger against Kurt’s hole, pressed a final kiss to his lips, and then pushed his finger through the ring of muscle. Kurt winced, but Blaine continued pushing until
Kurt rocked back onto his finger, begging for more. Blaine obliged, thrusting his finger in twice more before slipping in another. He thrust them both in, scissoring a little bit until Kurt was whimpering beneath him.

“Blaine…please…please…Blaine you-you’ve gotta..” Kurt whined.

“Shhh, baby…shh.” He soothed, adding a third finger.

He let Kurt rock back on him until he was literally begging for more.

“Please…” Kurt begged.

Blaine slipped his fingers out in one smooth motion and Kurt involuntarily groaned at the loss.

Blaine pulled the condom packet open and rolled it on, coating his erection with lube. He pressed against Kurt’s entrance, and gave Kurt another kiss on the end of his nose and then his lips before pushing in.

“Ngh…you-you’re so…ngh-Kurt.” Blaine whimpered. Kurt ran his fingertips up and down Blaine’s back, causing him to shiver slightly.

Blaine thrust in until he was completely buried inside of Kurt, breath coming in short harsh gasps. Kurt clenched around him and he moaned, immediately dipping his head to capture Kurt’s lips in a kiss. It was sloppy and all teeth and tongue, Blaine pulled away but Kurt took Blaine’s bottom lip between his teeth and then sucked hard on it.

“Move,” Kurt whispered against his lips.

Blaine obliged, thrusting slowly at first but picking up a comfortable pace. Blaine kissed sloppily down Kurt’s chest, licking and sucking at his nipples. Kurt writhed beneath him, feeling himself begin to loose control as
Blaine started to hit his prostate on every thrust. Blaine figured out quickly the angle to make Kurt moan like that and took to aiming for it each thrust. Blaine pulled out until only the head of his erection was still inside Kurt, and then he thrust in hard and fast, picking up a vigorous rhythm, making Kurt whimper below him.

Blaine felt the heat coiling in the pit of his stomach, knowing he was getting close, so he wrapped his hand around Kurt’s cock, and began pumping him to match the pace to his thrusts. Kurt groaned low and loud, the windows becoming extremely steamy with the lack of air inside of the car. Kurt reached up his hand, dragging it down the window, trying to get any coolness that he could.
A sweaty hand print dripped down the window, the sight made Blaine growl from the back of this throat, and he pumped harder and faster, thrusting deeper and rougher each time.

Neither know who came first, Blaine would think that Kurt clenching around him and whimpering his name was what made him loose control, and Kurt would think that feeling Blaine come inside of him, pressing sloppy kisses along his jaw was what made him become undone.

Blaine pressed idle kisses over Kurt’s face, pulling out when he became too sensitive and he rolled the condom off, tied it and dropped it to the floor, on top of the condom wrapper and lube bottle. He collapsed next to Kurt, squeezing onto the tiny area of the back seat. Kurt leant over and pressed a kiss to his chin.

“Car sex, huh?” Kurt whispered, breathing heavily.

“You cannot, wear those overalls, again.” Blaine breathed.

“I didn’t tell you? I’ll be working here all summer, and my dads away a lot…” he said teasingly.

Blaine moaned and rolled over to press a soft kiss to his lips.