Muse

Blaine sat on the couch, staring at the ceiling as his fingers drummed incessantly against his camera. He was in a funk and didn't have any inspiration. He has been this way since his break up and it's turned his photography into nothing, literally. Everything he took he hated, so instead he sat on his couch, staring into space as his mind raced with ideas and projects, but he couldn't find the strength or want to put his thoughts in affect because when he did they were just utter shit.

A knock soon resonated from the front door and his fingers froze mid tap as he sighed and looked towards the noise. He sighed again for what felt like the millionth time before setting his camera on the coffee table and getting up to see who was bothering him. When he opened the door his breath caught and his heart stopped as he was met with a gorgeous man.

"Blaine Anderson?" The man asked.

Blaine stared for a second more before shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

"Oh, uh, yes. And you are?" Blaine asked now that he was returned to his present state of mind.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Kurt Hummel… You're new assistant. Apparently you've been waiting on the agency for months." Kurt smiled brightly.

"Ah, yes, my assistant; they did take their sweet time in sending someone, but it seems it was worth the wait." The curly headed man flirted.

"Well, apparently you have a reputation Mr. Anderson. Flora, from the agency, said you were a difficult one and I've been the only one interested in the challenges. " Kurt eyed him.

"I'd like to say I'm particular, but I'll let you be the judge on that. Please come in and I'll fill you in on your duties." Blaine stepped aside to let the brunette enter his home.

Kurt looked around as he waited for Blaine to close the door and lead the way to the living room. Once there Blaine flopped back on the couch and grabbed his camera assuming his earlier position, but this time not in space.

"So, Kurt, have you ever been a photography assistant?" Blaine asked.

"No, but I have been assistant to an array of people, in fashion, television, celebrities. I have my resume if you would like to see it." Kurt replied as he took a seat on the single chair next to the love seat that Blaine occupied.

"No need. As long as you can get me coffee, keep my things and schedule, and hold lights and equipment for me then we'll get along great." Blaine sighed never leaving the spot his eyes were fixed to on the ceiling.

"May I ask you a question Mr. Anderson?"

"Blaine, please, and yes?" Blaine replied moving his head to look at Kurt.

He couldn't help but smile at the sight of this beautiful man. Suddenly Blaine jumped up and started snapping pictures. Kurt started.

"Mr. Ander- Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt asked, squinting at the constant flash.

Blaine sat down scrolling through the pictures he just took smiling.

"Blaine?" Kurt called.

"Oh, uh, sorry, but you're beautiful and the light was hitting you too perfectly. I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Blaine shook his head once more.

"Oh, um, I was just asking what projects you've been working on recently." Kurt asked as he looked at his shoes and blushed at Blaine's last comment.

"Nothing really. You see I just got out of a relationship and I'm in this photography-block so, at the moment, I have nothing." Blaine shrugged and sat back on the couch to stare at the ceiling some more.

Kurt looked at Blaine and realized the pain and distance in his eyes. Kurt felt sad for the man, but could sympathize.

"Do you want to go out?" Kurt asked all of a sudden.

"What?" Blaine chuckled, looking back at the man.

"Would you go out with me?" Kurt smiled hopefully.

"Where do you want to go?" Blaine asked.

"Somewhere special." Kurt shrugged, "Come on." He rolled his eyes as he got up and offered his hand to Blaine who took it hesitantly.

Kurt pulled him from his seat and led him out of the house and to his car.

"You're not kidnapping me and taking me to some dungeon where you lock me up as your pet or something, are you?" Blaine asked half-jokingly.

"No, I just know how it is after a break up and from the looks of it you haven't left your house since. I'm taking you out to a special place that I go to when I need to get away, clear my head, and get back to myself again." Kurt explained as he got in the driver's seat.

Blaine stared at Kurt through the windshield trying to decide whether or not to trust this beautiful stranger. He decided to go with it and got in the car making Kurt smile.

"So, where is this place?" Blaine asked as they pulled out of the driveway.

"You'll see." Kurt kept driving.

On the way Kurt and Blaine started talking about the past. Where they come from, what they like, what they dislike, each other's break up, getting excited over their music and fashion similarities. When they finally arrived they each knew more about the other than a couple who have been dating for months. They were giggling as Kurt pulled into a parking space.

"I cannot believe you were some prep school boy who sang Katy Perry." Kurt laughed.

"Well, I can't believe you played straight for a week and made out with a cheerleader." Blaine countered.

"You can't say anything Mr. straight-drunk." Kurt playfully pushed Blaine.

They fell into more laughter for a few minutes before they both leaned against the door to catch their breaths.

"I don't think I have ever laughed this much." Blaine said to Kurt still smiling widely.

"I think you need to hang out with better people then." Kurt joked.

"True… Kurt?" Blaine looked to Kurt.

Kurt turned his head inviting Blaine's question.

"Have you ever met someone and just clicked? Like something was missing before, but after meeting you feel… Complete somehow?" Blaine asked.

Kurt looked confused waiting for his explanation.

"I mean. We just met like thirty minutes ago and already I feel like I've known you my whole life. Like, Oh, there you are, I've been looking for you forever." Blaine looked down at his hands that were clasped in his lap.

Kurt thought about it for a moment.

"Blaine?" Kurt called.

Blaine looked up with eyes that were waiting for disappointment, embarrassment. Instead he was met with soft lips against his, moving with heat and passion. Blaine reciprocated and pushed himself closer to Kurt, giving as much as he was getting.

Kurt pulled back hastily, "I am so sorry." Kurt looked at Blaine wide eyed.

Blaine was confused for a split second before he smiled at the man frozen in fear next to him. He cupped Kurt's face and pulled him closer.

"Kurt, it's okay. That just confirms that I'm not the only person feeling crazy falling for a practical stranger." Blaine smiled looking down at Kurt's lips before meeting Kurt's pleading eyes.

Before Kurt could process anything Blaine's lips were against his once more, taking control, feeling around, tongue licking his bottom lip begging for entrance. Kurt closed his eyes and allowed Blaine to enter and if he thought his mind was short-circuiting before he was missing out on the explosion of fireworks in his mind that pushed throughout his whole body.

Blaine pulled away this time, both panting to catch their breaths as Blaine still held Kurt's face, the couple staring into each other's eyes.

"You're the best assistant I've ever had." Blaine smiled.

Kurt giggled at the lame joke and pulled away to sit fully in the driver's seat again.

"Are you ready to see the most amazing place in your life?" Kurt asked never taking his eyes off of Blaine.

"After you, my good sir." Blaine answered as they both unbuckled their seat belts and exited the car.

Blaine walked next to Kurt from the parking lot, taking a chance and grabbing his hand. Kurt looked downed at their joined hands and smiled, but was confused. Thoughts whirled in his head at what this could possibly mean. He came here for a job and now he's quickly falling infatuated with his boss.

Blaine squeezed his hand as if he felt Kurt's internal battle.

"Kurt, I know this is inappropriate with us just meeting and me being your boss, but I have never felt so happy. I've spent years with a guy who said he loved me and then just up and left without warning with another man and got married. I was so lost and broken, holding my torn heart in my hands searching for someone to fix it. Then you showed up and with one look at your beautiful smile my heart was stitched back up and started beating again. I'm just as confused and unknowing as you are, but I can't help the pull towards you." Blaine stopped and protested to Kurt.

The brunette just stood there stunned in how much Blaine's words were like his own thoughts.

"I feel the same way, Blaine, I'm just scared. I'm scared to open myself up to you, to give my heart to someone else so soon to meeting you, and so soon to breaking up with my last boyfriend." Kurt confessed.

Blaine pulled Kurt into a hug and held the trembling man.

"I know, Kurt. I'm scared to, but if you're willing to try, then I am too." Blaine whispered.

Kurt pulled back and kissed Blaine, relishing the feeling of his lips against his own. Every kiss felt better than the first, exhilarating, healing, perfect. Kurt rested their foreheads together before smiling, burying his face in Blaine's shoulder.

"This is crazy, but I feel like something in my heart is telling me to just jump in and go for it." He bit his lip.

"Then come on. Let's jump." Blaine smiled pulling away from Kurt completely and offering his arm.

Kurt giggled at his dapperness and linked arms with Blaine taking the first leap into this crazy, fast-paced relationship with a man he just met. All he could think of was, 'no regrets, just love.'

And with that they walked towards the beach that was dead, pulled away and tucked up out of sight from the world. They sat on the sand and stared at the ocean's rolling waves; listening to the birds above and the sea below, letting the place engulf them in peace and serenity as they sat together watching the sun set, Blaine never failing to capture the moment, the place, and the man that is making him feel again.

VvV

The next morning Kurt headed to Blaine's for his first day of work with two coffees in hand. He was very excited to get started and spend time with Blaine. Once he pulled into the driveway he noticed Blaine walking in and out of his house bringing equipment to lie outside. His rough, concentrated face softened into a bright smile at the sight of Kurt.

"Hey, beautiful. Are you ready to get started?" Blaine asked.

"Of course. What are we working on today?" Kurt asked getting out of his car and taking Blaine a coffee.

"Thank you. I definitely need some breakfast. And I had an idea last night." Blaine took a sip of his drink and jumped with excitement.

Kurt giggled at Blaine as he waited for this brilliant idea Blaine had.

"Light! The way the light was hitting you yesterday, then the light during the sunset. The answer to my photographers block is light." Blaine explained excitedly as he paced around his porch.

"Well then, let's get started. What would you like me to do?" Kurt asked.

Blaine stopped pacing and looked at Kurt, "Let's set up the lights, and tripods. Oh, and good morning." Blaine kissed Kurt on the lips tasting coffee and what he learned to be Kurt.

"Good morning." Kurt blushed once Blaine pulled away and started grabbing bags and walking to different points in the yard.

Once everything was set up Blaine took his camera and snapped photos of the light streaming through his trees, the reflections from his pool, and every once in a while when Kurt wasn't looking he would snap a picture of Kurt- his muse.

After a few hours of Kurt following Blaine around they decided to take a break and lay on the grass. Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt and pulled him where his head was lying on his chest. Kurt sighed happily as the sun shone on them.

"Can I see some of your pictures?" Kurt asked.

"Sure." Blaine said handing Kurt his prized possession.

As Kurt scrolled through the millions of pictures he gasped and sat up as he scrolled through picture after picture of himself.

"Why are there so many pictures of me? When did you take these?" Kurt asked as he looked away from the camera to look at Blaine.

"The light was hitting you perfectly, and I took them when you weren't paying attention." Blaine simply answered smiling.

"That's what you always say." Kurt rolled his eyes.

"You just bring so much inspiration and it would be a crime to not capture it on camera." Blaine sat up and kissed Kurt cheek before standing up, grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him up as well.

"Well, if you're going to take pictures of me, could you warn me? I don't want my hair to look out of place, mister." Kurt teased.

"Your hair always looks perfect so don't worry so much." Blaine pecked his cheek again before grabbing his camera back and snapping more pictures of Kurt who just stood there and laughed at Blaine circling him and making funny faces.

Neither of them noticed a black car pulling into the driveway.

"Blaine Anderson!" A harsh voice called halting both men in their tracks.

They both turned to see the man who was making his way across the grass. Kurt looked at Blaine and saw utter fear taking over his features.

"Shit." Blaine whispered, "Dad, what are you doing here? My deadline isn't for another two days." Blaine gritted through his teeth.

"What? I can't drop by to say hello to my son?" The man asked.

"You've never done that before?" Blaine replied coldly.

"Who's this?" The man deflected.

"Dad, this is Kurt, my new assistant. Kurt, this is my dad Anthony Anderson." Blaine introduced looking at the ground.

"Nice to meet you, sir." Kurt smiled and held his hand out for a handshake.

"Yes, well, Blaine, I suggest you stop playing around and actually get some work done. I want to see some mock prints by this evening." Anthony said before turning and walking away.

"Yeah, bye to you too, dad." Blaine waved to the man now driving away.

"Your dad is, uh, interesting." Kurt commented.

He turned to Kurt looking like he wanted to run away.

"Hey, what's wrong, Blaine?" Kurt asked hugging the man.

"He just always shows up, acts like a douche bag, and then leaves." Blaine bit through.

"Just ignore him, okay. Come on, let's get inside and start on those mock up for Lord Vader." Kurt suggested.

Blaine laughed, "Does this make me Luke Skywalker?" Blaine asked.

"I guess it does." Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine on the lips, lingering the second time around.

"Is it too early to say that I love you?" Blaine asked.

Kurt tensed.

"I'm sorry, it is too early." Blaine bit his lip as he tried to pull away, but Kurt pulled him back.

"It is too early, but I think I love you too." Kurt answered with a shy smile.

They stood there for a few seconds longer.

"Come on now, no more procrastinating Mr. Anderson. Your father demands these mock up before this evening." Kurt said in a fake stern voice.

Blaine smiled and pecked Kurt's lips before grabbing his hands and pulling them inside leaving the scattered equipment outside.

Blaine hooked his camera to his computer and his photo album popped up on the television screen. As Blaine scrolled through the pictures Kurt took the liberty to go back outside and collect the equipment before it got dark. Blaine needed to concentrate anyhow. Once he had the equipment packed and inside, organized, he walked back into the room to see Blaine clad in reading glasses head against the laptop's keyboard, lightly snoring.

"I leave him for an hour and he falls asleep…" Kurt laughed quietly to himself.

VvV

"Kurt, do you like this," Blaine turned down the shadows, "Or this?" Blaine asked turning the shadows back up.

He didn't get an answer so he looked around and couldn't see the man anywhere, "Kurt?"

Kurt walked in from Blaine's bedroom in nothing but a dress shirt as he swayed his hips over to Blaine's chair.

"I like this." The brunette answered as he straddled Blaine's lap in his desk chair, removed Blaine's glasses, and kissed the shocked look right off of his face.

Blaine moaned as he grabbed Kurt's hips which thrust down into his lap, brushing against his hardening member.

"BLAINE!" Kurt moaned as he threw his head back.

VvV

"Blaine!" Kurt shook the man awake.

The man in question was drooling over his keyboard slightly as he started awake, his erection throbbing painfully in his jeans.

"Huh? What happened?" Blaine asked wiping his drool and then his eyes.

"You fell asleep while I was putting the equipment away." Kurt giggled, "Come on, let's finish and send them in so we can get you to bed." Kurt pushed Blaine a little.

"Okay. I have these three so far. One more?" Blaine asked as he scrolled through the finished pictures.

"Sounds good to me. These are amazing." Kurt moved closer to the screen to examine the pictures.

"Thank you." Blaine said clicking on a picture of Kurt.

"You are not sending in one of me?!" Kurt questioned.

"Why not. It's good." Blaine shrugged continuing his work on the picture.

"It's not that good." Kurt countered.

"Don't question your beauty. It's one of the best that I've taken, and I'm using it." Blaine stuck his tongue out at the brunette.

Kurt rolled his eyes, but smiled as he made his way back to the kitchen and returning with a diet coke and a sandwich for Blaine before sitting down next to the man to watch him finish.

After another hour and the photos were finished and sent in to Anthony Anderson who replied back with a simple "thank you." Blaine just rolled his eyes as he shut his computer down and took his plate into the kitchen. It was around eleven at night and Kurt started dozing.

"Come on sweetie, you're not going anywhere with your eyes drooping closed every few seconds." Blaine shook Kurt awake.

"I'll be fine." Kurt protested.

"No, I will not have you driving home with you this tired. Now, no more guff, come one. You can sleep in the guest room." Blaine pulled Kurt up.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Kurt mumbled in his half consciousness.

Blaine hesitated before saying yes. He didn't want Kurt to think he was taking advantage, but he was just tired, not drunk. He led Kurt to his room where the brunette took off his shoes and pants leaving himself in his dress shirt and boxers. Blaine blushed as he thought back to his earlier dream before stripping down to his boxers and wife beater thinking of dead kittens to will his growing erection down.

Both men crawled under the blankets and snuggled into one another whispering goodnight with small kisses before drifting to sleep.

VvV

In the morning Kurt woke in a strange setting and blinked a few time to clear the blur from his vision. He felt strong arms wrapped around his waist and smiled at the welcomed warmth. He yawned and stretched slightly stirring Blaine behind him. Kurt smiled as Blaine started kissing the back of his neck.

"Mmm. Good morning." Kurt held in a yawn.

"Good morning." Blaine smiled against Kurt's flesh.

Kurt turned in his arms and kissed Blaine's lips pulling their bodies closer. Blaine's hands grabbed Kurt tighter as the kiss became more heated. Blaine's head became foggy as he became intoxicated by Kurt. Kurt's tongue licked Blaine's bottom lip begging for entrance as his hands roamed the expanse of Blaine's back. In an instant Blaine's head cleared at the sensation left behind from the brunette's fingernails dragging across his skin.

"Kurt, we can't." Blaine pulled back regretting it instantly as he missed Kurt's lips against his.

"Blaine, we're just kissing…" Kurt pointed out.

"Yes, but if we continue I may not be able to control myself. I want you, Kurt, but-"

"But what, Blaine?" Kurt rubbed his side.

"I want to make sure this is perfect for you. I feel like if we have sex it should be for the right reasons and at the right time." Blaine explained.

What he couldn't explain was this new feeling. He never felt like this towards anyone else before in his life. He felt as if he needed to protect him, love him, cherish him, and make everything for Kurt perfect and wonderful for as long as he lived.

"Blaine, I feel like I've known you forever, and everything is going so fast, but it all feels so right. I would never do this if I didn't want to, or trust you. Right here, right now, with you; it all feels perfect. Like a dream, but when I wake up it's still happening. I want it to be for the right reasons and at the right time as well, and whether that's now, tomorrow, next month, or next year, I know that I'm with the right person- you." Kurt smiled tearfully.

Blaine kissed him passionately and Kurt rolled them over to where he was straddling Blaine.

"It feels right to me. Does it to you?" Kurt asked with lust blown eyes.

Blaine could feel Kurt's erection and he grinded up so they slotted together perfectly and slid together sinfully.

"Yes!" Blaine moaned.

Kurt smiled and bent down to kiss Blaine hard and deep as he kept thrusting forward, swallowing Blaine's moans. Blaine grabbed Kurt's ass and pulled him down harder and faster intensifying the sensation.

"I want you, Kurt." Blaine moaned in his ear.

"You can have me." Kurt panted as he hugged Blaine giving him control.

Blaine flipped them over and sat between Kurt's legs. He looked into Kurt's eyes and kissed him, moving his lips down across his flesh from lips to chest. He unbuttoned Kurt's shirt slowly, teasingly as his lips touched each revealed piece of skin. Kurt writhed beneath the curly haired man as his tongue teased him. When the he was released from the shirt Blaine grabbed his sides and arched him off of the bed as he latched his mouth onto his nipple and sucked fervently eliciting moans from the other man. Kurt's hand flew to entangle in Blaine's hair making him moan as his curls were tugged lightly. The vibrations spread across Kurt's chest and made him feel more alive than ever before.

"Blaine!" Kurt moaned breathlessly.

The boy in question looked up and smiled as he moved his body further down the expanse of Kurt's body and looked into Kurt's eyes as he massaged his thighs, mouthing over his boxers. Kurt's eyes closed as his head fell to the pillows as Blaine's hot breath teased his bulging cock. His hands pushed Blaine's head further into his crotch and Blaine chuckled at Kurt's eagerness.

"God, you're such a freaking tease." Kurt giggled.

Blaine went back up and kissed Kurt's lips while his hand slipped inside his boxers and he grabbed his length sliding his hand up and down. Kurt yelped into Blaine's kiss, but relaxed into his touch. Blaine pumped his fist faster into a rhythm, teasing the head with his thumb every few thrusts.

Kurt pulled away from the kiss and laid his forehead against Blaine's shoulder. Blaine held himself up against the headboard as he attacked Kurt's neck, pumping his cock faster and faster.

"Blaine, I want you." Kurt moaned, biting Blaine's shoulder.

"You can have me." Blaine whispered in Kurt's ear before he licked the shell and bit Kurt's ear lobe.

Kurt grabbed Blaine's wrist and stopped him because he wanted more and if Blaine didn't stop then it would all end. Blaine stopped and stared into Kurt's eyes looking for any hesitation or fear, but there was none. Kurt just nodded and pleaded with his eyes. Without a second thought Blaine went to his nightstand and grabbed his lube and a condom. As he ripped his boxers and shirt off, Kurt did the same, and met each other in the same spot, Blaine straddling Kurt's hips as they kissed sweetly. Kurt grabbed the condom and rolled it up Blaine's length before opening the bottle of lube, pouring a small amount in his hand before grabbing Blaine's throbbing erection and pumped it slowly. Blaine hissed from the cold liquid, but then moaned at the sensation of Kurt's soft hand and the fact that Kurt was touching him. Kurt sped up a little spreading the lube evenly, and teasing Blaine slightly. He stopped when Blaine began meeting his hand with a thrust. Blaine inaudibly whined at the loss, but Kurt kissed him and spread his legs under Blaine asking to be entered. Blaine obliged as he lined himself up and pushed in slowly relishing in Kurt's tight heat. Kurt tensed at the intrusion, but began to relax at Blaine's soothing touch and soft kisses. He's never felt so loved and cared for. Blaine paused every once in a while to give Kurt time to adjust. When Blaine was fully sheathed Kurt held onto him like a vice as his nails dug into his shoulders from the intense fullness.

"Please, Blaine, move." Kurt choked out after a few seconds.

Blaine held Kurt as he pulled out and pushed back in. Blaine made a slow pace as he searched for the bundle of nerves and after a few thrust he found it and had Kurt cried out as he hugged him tighter. Blaine picked up his pace as he now slammed into Kurt, hitting his prostate every few thrusts. Kurt was sobbing from pleasure as Blaine kissed and nipped playfully at his lips and jaw.

"Kurt, I'm so close." Blaine moaned.

"Cum, Blaine." Kurt sobbed in his ear.

Blaine kissed Kurt hard and sped up. He hit Kurt's prostate one last time making the brunette shake as his orgasm hit him hard. The sound of Blaine's name rolling from Kurt's tongue in that moment did it for Blaine and two thrust later he was coming just as hard with Kurt's name on his lips. Completely done for, both men just held each other, Blaine lying on top of Kurt as they both tried to catch their breaths.

"I love you, Blaine."

"I love you too, Kurt."

Their lips met once more as Blaine pulled out, tied the condom off, and threw it in the bin next to his desk before he lay next to his lover. After a few moments when the high started to fade, Blaine stared at Kurt who was playing with his curls, smiling brightly.

"Hold on?" Blaine asked.

Kurt looked at him strangely as the curly haired man got out of bed and walked to his desk, grabbing his camera as he started snapping pictures of Kurt lying there like a God.

"Blaine, stop. What are you doing?" Kurt giggled as the flash popped every few seconds.

"Hold still, the light is perfect." He giggled in response before falling into bed snapping one last picture.

"Must you take a picture of me in such a state?" Kurt asked.

"Well, you are my muse, and as such you just inspire me, so, yes, I must." Blaine grinned as he leant down and kissed Kurt.

"Your muse, eh?" Kurt asked.

Blaine nodded and kissed Kurt's nose making him scrunch his face adorably. Before he knew it, Kurt grabbed the camera from Blaine and started snapping pictures of the other, laughing maniacally.

"Hey, no fair." Blaine laughed as Kurt straddled him, pinning him to the mattress as he looked through the viewfinder and snapped one last shot.

Blaine grabbed the camera from Kurt's hands and pulled him down for a kiss.

"I love you." Blaine said once more.

"I love you too." Kurt answered with a kiss.

VvV

As they lay in bed holding each other a knock resonated from the front door.

"Blaine. Are you there? We need to talk about your pictures." They hear Anthony Anderson call through the door.

"Just ignore it and maybe he'll go away." Blaine mumbled half asleep.

Kurt curled up more around Blaine and snuggled further into his chest, "Okay."

And with that they fell asleep, perfectly in the other's arms as Blaine's father banged on the front door, "Blaine!"

But nothing was heard as the photographer and his muse held each other with all of the love in the world.