defying gravity

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sun, 21 Oct 2012 01:04:29 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Kurt’s teeth and mouth was driving him crazy, every little movement caused a moan to escape his mouth. Blaine felt his heart racing, desperate for everything all at once. When Kurt straddled his thighs, he attempted to thrust up against anything he could, but it was no use. Whining, he looked up at him and licked his lips, fingers digging into his hips harshly, trying to get him to move and rub against his hard and aching cock. Kurt could be such a tease sometimes and he knew just how to drive Blaine wild, building up the desire more and more.

Blaine watched intensely as the garter was undone, staring both at it and the bulge in Kurt’s underwear. He nodded quickly at his words and reached up to help him remove the garters, inching them off slowly before discarding them to rest upon their nightstand. His hands went to rub up and down Kurt’s thighs, inching higher each time before bringing his hand down. Looking into his eyes, his fingers just barely brushed against the outline of Kurt’s cock in his boxers. “So hot,” he whispered.

KURT:

Kurt keened, hips pressing forward involuntarily at the contact Blaine’s fingers made where he needed friction desperately. His spine curved as he bent back, fingers gripping into Blaine’s legs. After getting himself together, he pulled up, rolling off of Blaine and onto his back to hook his thumbs in the briefs of his costumes and pull them down. He looked over at Blaine, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath, down to his stomach, taut with a small waist, his cock hard against his belly. Kurt licked his lips and moved so he was hovering over Blaine, their bodies almost touching but not quite. He dropped his head so his mouth was right against Blaine’s ear, tongue flicking out to lick along the shell. “Do you want to fuck me?” Kurt almost whimpered at his own words, he felt desperate and needy and he was starting to aggravate himself by how long he was dragging this out. He knew that Blaine enjoyed being teased to an extent, but Kurt had always been a little less patient and insatiable on top of it.

Lazy Saturdays are honestly the best kind.

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 15:17:39 -0500

It’s one of those days where Blaine and I are putting off homework to spend some quality time together.

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Mon, 15 Oct 2012 19:22:16 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine loved Kurt’s mouth and everything that it could do. The way it could retort a witty comeback in a split second. The smile the formed when their gazes met. And right now, the way he sucked on his cock like he had been doing this all his life. He can remember the first time Kurt had gone down on him, how long ago that felt. Now here they were, he never thought things would ever get like this but he actually enjoyed nearly every moment along the way.

When Kurt pulled off, Blaine let out a whimpered, wanting to beg him to continue but he was far too interested what he was going to do next. He barely registered that Kurt was talking to him but he managed to understand what he said. “I-I uh… I want you, Kurt. I need you.” His voice was low and he was started to sound borderline desperate already. That was all he really wanted though, Kurt. He didn’t care how or where, just the fact that he preferred that it happen now. His hands went to reach around Kurt’s back, feeling their bodies pressing closer as he pushed his body down against his.

KURT:

Kurt nodded against Blaine’s neck, his tongue pressing against the pulse point in Blaine’s neck before biting down and dragging his teeth to his collar bones. “Okay,” he whispered against Blaine’s skin, mouthing wetly and trailing his mouth lower, right above where the corset began, fingers digging into the fabric He moved his hands up and down Blaine’s sides and then up to rest on top of his chest before sitting up and straddling Blaine’s thighs.

It was slow and each move he made was deliberate, trying to elicit some sort of reaction from Blaine. His fingers traced the inside of his thigh, dipping under the garter straps, pulling gently and letting go with a snap against his skin. It stung a little, but it felt good, fingers moving to unbuckle them from the briefs of his costume. When both were undone, he leaned back, hands pressing into the mattress to hold him up and stretched his legs out. “Take them off for me.”

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sun, 14 Oct 2012 18:38:59 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine raised his eyebrow in curiosity as he watched Kurt take off the corset, not sure what he was doing. Part of him had started to really enjoy the idea of having sex with it still on Kurt, but maybe it had started to hurt. What he hadn’t expected was to feel it being placed on his own chest, feeling the ties being tied and making it constrict around his body. It didn’t hurt, it just felt different. A good different, perhaps. He wondered what he looked like. Kurt liked to to tell him just how tiny his waist was, he wondered if the corset highlighted that. His own hands went down to run down his chest, feeling the corset over his body, down to his rib cage and hips.

Falling back onto the mattress, he let out a small groan, his head lifting so he could watch Kurt the best he could. He was thankful that Kurt tie it too tight so his breathing wasn’t constricted, because it was already hard to breath just watching Kurt’s movements. “That’s not true. You look so… so sexy in this, Kurt. It’s so hard not to climb onto that stage when I see you and just ravish you,” he blurted out. Biting on his lower lip, he let out a small gasp when he felt Kurt’s mouth sucking on the head of his cock. “Oh, god…” he whispered.

KURT:

Kurt swirled his tongue around the head of Blaine’s cock, dipping his tongue in the slit and gathering up the pre-come; he pulled off, licking his lips and looking up at Blaine, his hand gripping the base and squeezing gently before lowering his mouth again. Blaine’s words made his cheeks flush, they always did when Blaine complimented him — especially like this when he was on his knees between Blaine’s legs. His eyes drifted over the corset, the way Blaine’s waist was tinier than usual. The rough fabric looked good on him and Kurt’s cock ached to be touched.

He pulled his mouth off with a soft pop, licking up from the base to the head. “Blaine,” he said, resting his hands on Blaine’s knees, pushing himself up and crawling on top of Blaine. “What do you want, baby?” His voice was quiet and lower than his normal register. He wanted this to be dirty — he’d never felt the need before, not like this. He wanted to be hot, messy, sweaty, and covered in come. He pressed his chest to Blaine’s, lowering his mouth close to Blaine’s ear and licking the shell.

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 15:00:12 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

The way Kurt told him to strip off his pants, how his voice was filled with the same desire he had and controlling in a way he hadn’t grasped yet. Kurt always had a way of surprising him, zigging when he thought he’d zag. And truthfully, he loved the way he was always on his toes with him, with Kurt the unexpected could happened and he welcomed that most of the time. Kurt hadn’t been the only doe eyed virgin that night they first made love and while Blaine had tried to do some research, nothing could have prepared him for what it had finally felt like to be connected with Kurt in ways he’d never been with anyone else. They grew up together, found themselves not only in the other, but in the world around them, making changes as they got older and a bit wiser.

When he was completely naked underneath Kurt, he bit on his lip nervously, feeling very exposed. Kurt started to grind against him in ways he knew made him aching for much more. His hands rested on his hips, digging into the corset a little bit. “Kurt… so good…” he groaned, closing his eyes. Bucking his hips up against Kurt, his cock brushing against him. “Please… need you.” He knew that he already started to sound desperate.

KURT:

God, Kurt loved how desperate Blaine could get. He rolled his hips one more time, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the middle of his chest before he sat back up and reached behind himself to undo the ties on the corset. As much as he wanted, he took his time, pulling at the strings slowly until it was loose enough to pull off. Kurt bit his lip and sat back on Blaine’s thighs, pulling on his shoulder so Blaine was sitting up.

He gripped Blaine’s face in his hand and pressed a hard, dry kiss to his mouth, breaking it and sliding the corset on Blaine’s body, reaching behind him to tie it up. The black on Blaine’s skin was gorgeous and Kurt didn’t even know he wanted to see this until now, the rough material of the corset cutting into Blaine skin. “God, you look so hot. Hotter than I ever could.” He pushed roughly at Blaine shoulders until Blaine’s back hit the bed and Kurt climbed off of him, getting on his knees on the floor and spreading Blaine’s legs apart in from of him. “So pretty,” he breathed, running the tip of his finger up Blaine’s thigh and into the crease. Scooting closer and settling himself between Blaine’s legs, he lifted up and sucked the head of his cock into his mouth, sucking gently and raising his eyes to watch Blaine’s flushed face.

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 14:07:38 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine let out a moan when he felt Kurt’s teeth sink into his tender lips, licking them as they pulled away. Watching Kurt lift his legs a bit more, he looked over at the boot and started to get the hint after a moment. He reached out and unzipped it, easing it off his leg, noticing that his pale skin looked more pale as it was uncovered from the jet black boot, he wondered if that difference would appear when the rest of the outfit came off. Reaching over, he undid the other boot, letting both of them fall to the hard floor with a thud. He then moved to go back to kissing Kurt with need and haste. Even though they no longer needed to rush things, Blaine felt that he just wanted more of Kurt.

Lips moving down to Kurt’s cheek, jaw and to the side of his neck, he took a moment to just inhale the scent of Kurt. It was mixed with sweat, make up and other things accumulated from being on the stage, but Kurt’s distinct smell was ever present. His tongue darted out to taste him, just tracing over the small scar on his neck that was hardly noticeable unless someone had spent as much time as Blaine had, mapping out every inch of Kurt’s body. There was something about Kurt’s neck that Blaine loved the most, it had always been a turn on for him. Pulling away for a moment, he reached down and pulled off his tight black t-shirt, tossing it somewhere into the room.

KURT:

Kurt’s hands immediately found their way to Blaine’s chest, fingers touching along lightly before he moved them behind Blaine, splaying his fingers across his back and pressing him closer. He gasped when Blaine’s tongue traced over his scar, moving his head to the side and stretching his neck out. He could feel Blaine’s cock hard against his thigh. Kurt reached to Blaine’s hips, pushing down at his sweatpants until they were resting on the his thighs. “Off, please,” his voice was breathless and it cracked on please. He sounded needy and he didn’t mind because he was needy.

He kept pushing the sweatpants, along with Blaine’s underwear, down until they were by his ankles. Kurt pushed Blaine off of him and into the mattress beside him, rolling over so he was on top of Blaine, straddling his thighs and reaching back to pull the material off and to the floor completely. Blaine was completely naked under him and Kurt was still completely dressed except for the discarded boots. In all honestly, if it was possible to get the short bottoms he was wearing off while keeping the boots on and without ripping it off, Kurt would have had Blaine fuck him just like this but without the bottoms. He scooted up Blaine body until he was positioned perfectly to roll his hips down, groaning loudly and digging his fingernails into Blaine’s chest. “Baby,” he whimpered, rotating his hips in sharp circles and baring down just a little harder, “you feel so good.”

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 13:23:46 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine knew things were becoming different between Kurt and him, not just as they were getting older and more mature, but as they realized what they wanted sexually. But in that department, Kurt seemed more aware what he wanted. Sometimes when they were lounging around or lying in bed, Kurt would bring up something that he wanted to try and Blaine’s cheeks would go flush and his throat would go dry. It’s not like he didn’t like the suggestions, it’s just there was sometimes the chance that he could hurt Kurt or that he could make him uncomfortable and he didn’t want to do that.

As he was nearly dragged to the bedroom, Blaine felt his brain go lightheaded, staring at Kurt’s body in that costume. There was so much skin, so many curves being accented. He had always appreciated Kurt’s body, even before they started dating. Anyone who didn’t see how truly sexy he was, had to be crazy, and Blaine was the only one that was ever going to get to worship it the way it deserved to be. Biting on his lower lip, trying to keep his moans to himself for now, he didn’t know what to do or say. Luckily, Kurt helped him out by pulling him in, making him fall onto the bed with him.

His hands rested on either side of Kurt, bracing him above him slightly so he didn’t crush him. With Kurt’s legs wrapped around him, he let his eyes wander even more and he began to wonder just how long it would take to get Kurt out of the costume and naked beneath him. Bringing his eyes back up to met Kurt’s, he crashed their lips together for a heated and much needed kiss. It was like a switch finally went off in Blaine’s head and he felt himself just needing Kurt more than anything. His hands trailed all over the material of the costume, his tongue running along Kurt’s lower lip.

KURT:

It took a moment, Kurt watching Blaine’s face while he just looked, and then Blaine was pressing against him, licking over his lips and his hands greedy. Kurt whimpered, arching up into each press of Blaine’s finger tips. He wanted so much, he couldn’t even form the words the express what he wanted so he just hoped Blaine would know, he normally did.

He bit down on Blaine’s bottom lip, fingers reaching up to tangle in Blaine’s hair and pulled his head away. Kurt didn’t want Blaine to stop, but he needed Blaine to take the boots off. He needed his legs to breathe because he was suddenly feeling too hot. He dropped his legs from Blaine’s waist, lifting one up in front of Blaine so he could get behind his thigh to the zipper. Blaine’s lips were swollen from where Kurt bit and pulled, his curls going out in crazy directions from where his fingers tangled in and pulled. Blaine would always be beautiful, but Kurt found himself appreciating this look more and more over the years. Before they moved out on their own, there was always someone who could walk in, someone who could keep them from touching and kissing, but now they were on their own, had been for almost two full years. They could take their time and Kurt had never really gotten used to that luxury.

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Sat, 13 Oct 2012 11:33:33 -0500

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Sat, 13 Oct 2012 01:37:54 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine had always loved watching Kurt on stage in his costume for the show, but he had only really seen it from far away, never this close. Finally he got to see just how absolutely sexy his fiance looked and it made his knees go weak. There was just something about the way he looked in the boots, the fishnets, the sleeveless shirt and just a hit of lipstick on his lips still that started to get Blaine going. He found himself licking his lips that had suddenly become dry.

As he stood there dumbfounded by just how hot Kurt looked, he hadn’t realized how long he had been staring at him. He was always checking Kurt out, but he tried to be more subtle about it most of the time, unless he was trying to entice a blush from him. This wasn’t something Kurt just did, not that he minded. They weren’t the most spontaneous, not as much as they could be. Most of the time they fell into a pattern, so this was something he hadn’t expected from him.

He found himself being drawn towards him at his words, watching the coat fall. ”God, you’re so sexy,” he groaned quietly, stepping towards him. His hands went to reach for his slender but firm waist, pulling him closer to him.

KURT:

For the past few months things had been… different. They’d been having sex for five years. Five incredible years and a short part of those five years where they didn’t even speak that Kurt didn’t want to think happened at all. Kurt was happy with their sex life, Blaine knew how to touch him — knew where to touch him. It wasn’t boring by any sense of the word, but Kurt had always had ideas he wanted to try. Every time he voiced them, Blaine shot them down for one reason or another. And not that Kurt had any problems doing what they’d been doing for years, he just wanted to try more. He wanted more of Blaine, wanted to try things he was scared to try because he knew that no matter what, Blaine would always be there to catch him.

Kurt often wondered if it was the way a blush would form high on his cheeks at certain activities or words. He couldn’t help it, not really. He cursed his pale skin for giving so much away, but he always secretly loved how it was easy to be marked by Blaine. Sometimes, most times actually, he gave Blaine a hard time when he left hickeys that couldn’t be hidden by clothes, but he actually got a thrill out of it. Lately, though, Blaine had been more open to trying new things. Possibly not anything as drastic as some of the scenarios Kurt had thought up when he was bored in class or at work, but Blaine was coming out of his shell.

His breath caught in his throat when Blaine pulled him in closer, the coat falling to the floor. He was taller than Blaine on a normal day, with normal shoes, but the heels of his boots were 4 inches and Kurt basically towered over Blaine. He didn’t say anything, just grabbed Blaine’s hand and pulled him to the bedroom, the rough material on his corset rubbing against his skin with each step. When they were in their room (surrounded by curtains because they didn’t actually have a room), Kurt lay on the bed, his legs hanging off of the side. Blaine was still standing and Kurt rested his hand on his stomach, feeling the rise and fall increase. He lifted one of his legs, stretching so he could hook his foot around Blaine’s waist and pull him until he was falling on top of Kurt, both of Kurt’s legs wrapping securely around him.

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 23:14:42 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

BLAINE:

Blaine missed having Kurt home on Friday nights and sometimes he missed going out after a long week of school and work. However, he knew just how important performing was to Kurt, it had been something he always enjoyed and hadn’t done much of since his days at McKinley High. There was no way Blaine was ever going to stand between Kurt and his dreams, no matter what they were. Besides, he managed to always get his homework done and even some of the chores around the apartment done before Kurt got home. Once a month he even went to go see the show, cheering Kurt on from the middle of the audience. Kurt had spent years cheering him on, he was more than happy to return the favor now.

Still the apartment was quite lonely, Audrey and Norman kept him some company but they slept most of the time. After washing his dishes from dinner, he put the leftovers in the fridge for Kurt to have when he got home or sometime tomorrow. There was nothing better, in his opinion, than leftover Chinese food. Then he went to change into some sweatpants and a t-shirt so he could lounge around the apartment. At some point he must have fallen asleep on the couch, reading with Norman perched on the top of it and Audrey resting on his stomach. He woke up only to the sound of his fiance’s soft voice entering the apartment.

A smiled appeared on his face, his body stretching from the short nap. He felt Audrey and Norman jump off the couch and rush towards Kurt. Closing the book, he yawned and rubbed his face a little. He stood up and walked to the entry way. “I guess you didn’t go out with the cast. How was the sh—” His jaw dropped as he stared at Kurt, still wearing the boots and the trench coat barely covered the fishnets he was wearing, making him assume that there was more Frank-N-Furter costume underneath there. “J-Jesus, Kurt…”

KURT:

Kurt knew, just from how quiet the apartment was, that Blaine was taking a nap. He turned his head when he heard Audrey’s nails hitting the hardwood floor at a rapid pace. Of course Norman was right behind, quieter and lazier. He smiled at them both, bending down to greet them briefly before standing up straight before Blaine could walk in. He was nervous. More nervous than he normally was before each show. As much as he loved performing, there was something about audience participation that made his heart beat faster. It was a thrill and tonight the place was packed more than it had been since Kurt started. It’d been a rush and it stuck with him.

He felt his cheeks warm when Blaine walked in. Being stared at was still something for him to get used to. Normally when they were in the heat of the moment he didn’t mind it, his body flushed and and wanting, but now, when he’d set himself up to be put on display and he couldn’t be distracted by heat and touch, he felt a little self-conscious.

A deep breath, he straightened his back out and dug his teeth into his bottom lip. If he could walk out on stage every Friday night like this, surely he could do it when it was just Blaine. “Don’t just stand there, Blaine,” his voice came out a lot more confident than he though it would, his fingers toying with the knot in the ties around his waist. He finally pulled it loose, letting the coat fall open.

I Wanna Be Dirty → Klaine

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 22:08:00 -0500

TAGGING: Blaine + Kurt
LOCATION: In their apartment
TIME: Friday - 10/12 - 1:30 AM
GENERAL NOTES: Normally Fridays are exhausting for Kurt and he comes stumbling in at 1 in the morning — 3 on nights he goes out with the cast after the show — takes a shower and heads to bed. This Friday is a little different. Title from Toucha Toucha Touch Me from RHPS.

KURT:

Kurt loved the rush of performance. The applause, the cues, the dancing, the songs, and backstage. The breathlessness he felt between each scene was always welcome, his heat thumping wildly in his chest and the sweat dripping down the side of his face. It was all part of it and he would never change it. When he first started, the amount of make-up and lack of clothing for his costume made him slightly uncomfortable, but he was welcomed with open arms and everyone tried to make him as comfortable as possible. He quickly began to enjoy the role of Frank-N-Furter. “K, you going to the bar with us tonight?” The night’s performance left him feeling a little… wanting. “No, I think I’m going to go home to my fiance and have a little fun.” He shot Julie a smile and winked at her, her laugh disappearing while she walked away.

It was a nice place. He let loose when he was backstage; cutting up in jokes that had his skin turning red from head to toe in the real world. It was nice to be this version of himself. He’d never taken it home before, though. Blaine was rarely ever allowed backstage, and when he did go back, most everyone was already gone. Blaine knew every side to Kurt, he knew Kurt was always slightly different when he was at the theatre, but he’d never experienced it first hand. Kurt thought it was about time to bring it home. He looked in the mirror and bit his lip. He did his normal routine of removing the layers of make-up, his lips still a little stained from the bright red of earlier. His hair was messy and hanging over his forehead. He was still wearing his costume though. He’d only left the theatre one night without changing into his regular clothes. It had been a particularly rough day and he was just ready to get home. His stomach twisted nervously at the thought of riding the subway in this, but he pulled a trench coat on, tying it around his waist as tight as he could and slipping into a pair of sneakers. He’d put the pumps on at the stoop of the apartment. He was daring when it came to clothes, but walking down the streets of New York — especially his neighborhood — in shiny black pumps seemed like it would scream ‘look at me, I’m barely wearing anything under this coat’.

When he did reach the front of the apartment, he sat on a step and took his sneakers off, slipping the boots on and pulling them up over his knees, zipping the back and standing up. They weren’t too high up in the building, which Kurt was thankful for because the elevator scared him a bit and walking too many flights of stairs in the boots he was wearing did seem fun. When he made it to the door he licked his lips, still slightly swollen from trying to scrub off the remainder of lipstick and he slipped in as quietly as possible. His stomach twisted hot, nervous and excited at the same time. “Blaine, sweetie?”

Does Blaine get jealous when you have to kiss on Brad and Janet?

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 21:35:11 -0500

Hmm, I’m not entirely sure. I’ve never asked because it’s all for the art of performance. But now that I think about it, he was very… attentive that first night when we got home…

has Blaine been to any of the shows? How many?

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 21:32:16 -0500

Yes! He went to the very first one and then he attends once a month. I don’t want to make him waste a perfectly good Friday night at the theatre seeing a show he’s seen before! He’s attended about 4. He went twice the first month.

You're in the audience participation RHPS? Who do you play? How long have you been in it and how did you get involved?

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 19:59:01 -0500

I am! I play Frank-N-Furter. I was a little wary of it at first. I mean, obvious gay guy playing the transvestite in fish nets and a corset, but they managed to convince me and it’s a blast. I’ve been in it for about 3 months, maybe?

It was a series of events, actually. I started working at Vogue.com a few weeks after I moved here. I skipped 2 full semester of college, the first I had no choice, the second semester was because I was going through a change in dreams which is never easy. I decided that fashion was the road to take and I left performing completely. Well, a few months ago, I got the bug again, mainly due to Rachel’s constant buzzing about performance and I missed the feeling so I started looking at small theatres and I found the one that did the audience participation of RHPS and I auditioned! I’m really glad I did too, it gives me my performance kicks. Fashion was definitely the way to go for me and the tiny performance on the side is perfect.

how did Blaine propose?

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 18:57:10 -0500

Oh, it was very low key. He did it in front of a few of our friends and an entire coffee house full of strangers with song. I would have been embarrassed if I weren’t so completely floored and thrilled that I was getting engaged. I had actually made plans of proposing to him, but he beat me to the punch and I’m perfectly fine with that.

What's your favorite thing about waking up next to Blaine every morning?

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 18:52:00 -0500

My favorite thing? It’s so hard to pin down one thing. But I love waking up next to him because it reminds me that he’s always there. I don’t think we’ve spent a night apart since we moved into our own apartment. Now, there have been a few nights when Rachel would come over because Brody was busy with rehearsal and she’d wedge herself between us. But we’ve always been together when we’ve woken up.

It just reminds me that we’ve made it to this point in our lives and I’m very grateful for that.

Early morning class was a breeze.

Fri, 12 Oct 2012 16:31:02 -0500

Work, and now I’m getting ready for my RHPS performance. Fridays are always so busy for me. I don’t remember the last time I was able to go out with Blaine on a Friday, I always come home so exhausted. Maybe tonight we’ll have a little time after the show before I crash. While I’m getting ready, is there anything you’d like to know? I’ll answer some TMI. As long as they’re tasteful.

Finished with classes for the day!

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 22:35:06 -0500

lovesickblaine:

Can we cuddle in our PJs and watch a movie?

Of course. You pick the movie and I’ll grab Norman and Audrey. And sweetie, try not to pick something we’ve seen 10 times this month. Or 10 times last month.

Finished with classes for the day!

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 21:35:32 -0500

lovesickblaine:

Anyways. I love you and your face.

I missed you and your face.

Finished with classes for the day!

Thu, 11 Oct 2012 20:34:00 -0500

lovesickblaine:

Hmmm… I remember just being concerned about a certain friend of mine, not wanting him to get into trouble someday. Then I just happened to realize how much I wanted to be with that friend. But notice that I did not date this boy just because his recent knowledge in sex.

You say potato, Blaine. You say it adorably, though.