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[cant_getoveryou]

CHARACTERS: BLAINE and XING
WHAT: DOIN' A BIT 'O HEALIN'; Character Exploration
WARNINGS: It's BLAINE.

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[nano_tiger]

The sense of anticipation had grown with every block that they'd driven down. Xing was an impressionable young man, and the thrill of something new combined with the enormity of his realization. This was going to be his first time. He was going to do this, and from the hints that Blaine dropped, he knew that he'd enjoy it. The other man would make sure of that. It made him a little nervous as well, to be honest. After all of this build-up and anticipation and teasing, what if he couldn't perform? What if it went badly? What if it wasn't nearly as good as he'd hoped?

On the way, Xing had eaten his meal and texted his home base, letting them know that negotiations were going to take awhile- he'd blushed as he'd typed 'I could be here awhile,'- and after that... he offered another smile to Blaine. A youthful grin, that, full of nerves and anticipation and eagerness, and as the car slowed down to park, he dared to put a hand on Blaine's knee. Leaning in close, or as close as the seatbelt allowed, anyway. Now that he was all for this, Xing wanted to do a little exploring of his own. "I'm ready," he said, and he'd follow wherever Blaine lead him.

[cant_getoveryou]

The anticipatory and nervous energies flaring beside him made it hard for Blaine not to smile. It was adorable, the way Xing was practically wringing his hands and undoubtedly worrying. There wasn't anything the young man could do to disappoint Blaine except run away. The blonde didn't think Xing would be an experienced partner in bed, but he was willing to lead and do as much showing as telling. While his main goal would be to make sure Xing came back to him, he was going to get off plenty himself.

Blaine hadn't eaten his food, but he generally didn't eat in his car, even if he wasn't the one driving it. The only reason he let Xing was so that they could get started as soon as they got there. He pulled into the underground parking deck and eased into his parking spot next to the semi-private elevator that went to the higher floors. He felt the weight on his knee and his seatbelt unfastened as he turned his head towards the boy. Now he let the smile crawl across his face, slow and with a hint of wolfishness that he'd been holding back. He reached over to cup the deceptively delicate looking chin. "So am I," he said lowly, and then pulled back with a teasing smile and was sliding out of the car.

"But I'd rather avoid the cameras, for both our sakes." They had seen his car come in, if not who else was with him, and the elevator cameras could be disabled, but Xing didn't have to know that. He'd just want to see him squirm some more. He also didn't want to get too into it in the car. He liked his upholstery too much to risk a handjob. So he walked towards said elevators, letting Xing scramble to follow him.

[nano_tiger]

As much as Xing wasn't sure about this, there was something a little reassuring about that wolfishness and predatory grin. Xing always worked best when he had someone to work with. The more confident that Blaine was, in other words, the more confident Xing was in him and in what was going to happen. He even let Blaine cup his chin, gazing into the other man's eyes and fighting down a shiver. He was working himself up, with his active imagination and quick mind, so he had to take a deep breath to steady himself when Blaine stepped away.

...granted, his face grew flushed once more when Blaine reminded him of those cameras. Xing could disable them, certainly, but... that'd take some effort that he doesn't want to deal with right now. Instead he scrambled after the taller man, hurrying to catch up and slip into the elevators with him. "...I hope no one discovers us," he muttered under his breath, because the last thing he wanted was to have this interrupted. Or for it to end badly.

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine had already thought about the cameras as he was driving them to his business apartment. It was -of course- on the high end of town and the building had good security. Security that he paid extra money to be able to bypass for his 'private and delicate matters', which meant he didn't want the guards at the desk to know who he brought in for classified meetings or the guys he brought in to fuck. They were interchangeable, as no one he brought to this building really wanted to be seen. That's why there was a covered parking deck, a private elevator for the top floors -which he owned half of- and the special frequency that he was using at that very moment to both lock his car with a soft 'beep beep' and put the security camera on a footage loop. It would show him walking into the elevator alone, riding up it alone, and leaving it alone, despite the fact he was with a Chinese boy who was itching and fidgeting beside him in an enclosed space.

Xing voiced his concerns softly, and Blaine smiled wide, his head tilting to look at the shorter male. When the doors closed, the space between them abruptly vanished. He took the small step that transformed the distance from friendly to intimate and rested his hands on the rails on either side of the boy. He pressed their bodies together a bit as he leaned down. "There'll be plenty of discoveries tonight, don't you worry," he purred, bringing his hand up so he could tilt the boy's head back and give him a thorough, if brief, kiss.

[nano_tiger]

Had he known about those preparations, Xing would have found himself relaxing a bit more. And, perhaps, further won over by Blaine's consideration and discretion. Even if it wasn't specifically for his sake, Blaine was looking out for him, and that meant a lot to the young man. But for now, he just tried to think through things on his own, deciding that he'd probably just have to go to the footage and alter it. Easy and simple enough for someone of his talents.

He was so lost in thought that he was startled when Blaine put his hands on either side of his hips, leaning in close enough that their bodies touched, leaving Xing gazing up at him with wide eyes. Wide... but not scared. Not anymore. And this time, when Blaine kissed him, Xing tried to return it, clumsily seeking to be a part of everything and leave his own mark on the proceedings. He wasn't sure how good it was, but... Blaine certainly left him breathless, his own hands resting on the rails to steady himself. He said nothing, but the shy and hopeful grin on his face betrayed that he was looking forward to every such discovery.

[cant_getoveryou]

The kiss was eager, sloppy, and wet, and the smile afterwards was so dorkishly adorable that Blaine had to return it, though with less dork and more teeth. He didn't normally exalt the appeals and virtues of bedding virgins, but the excitability and energy was infectious. Here's to hoping that Xing wouldn't baulk when he truly comprehended what was going where, and that it would indeed 'fit'.

He stepped away just as the elevator opened. The entire floor was his so he didn't have to worry about running into any of the other building tenants when he left the elevator and made his final decision on which room to take Xing to. A room full of mirrors would probably make the kid self-conscious, though he was a curious guy. He wasn't going to wax romantic, so his more ordinary room would do. It also had the most ready-to-eat food in it, and that would be important, since he didn't want to leave the room until he was done unraveling Xing and forced him to show his most base instincts. He went to the door and swiped his I.D. cell over it and the door popped open. He pushed it open and gestured Xing inside.

[nano_tiger]

Not knowing the layout of the floor, Xing was constantly on the look-out for someone to walk past and notice them, but it never happened. Indeed, it seemed like there was no one here, though that could well be because of the hour. Most people wouldn't be out and about in the hallways, they'd be either out or in for the afternoon. So he didn't find it too odd, and just accepted it in short order.

When invited in, Xing walked through the door, politely removing his shoes putting them to the side before looking around. The room seemed plain enough, functional, but that also meant that it wasn't too intimidating. So he turned to Blaine, that expectant look on his face as he waited.

[cant_getoveryou]

Xing was constantly on alert, not that Blaine though it was a bad thing. He'd like to readjust his estimation of the boy's skills, but that would have to wait until he could get him in another match. Xing was very reluctant to tussle with him in any way unless it was for business. At least, until now, and this was still a business transaction... sort of. He was positive that the device was far from the hormonal teens mind. Then again, how old was he again?

Blaine closed the door behind them and it locked automatically. He slipped off his shoes as well, but left them at the edge, not bothering to tidy them up. He moved to the inside of the apartment that was decorated in white, silver, and blue. Even though this was his business apartment, he liked those colors and they permeated just about everything he owned that he truly liked. The carpet was white, the walls were white and blue. The furniture had silverish lining and stainless steel. The pillows had dashes of brown to go with the white and blue. The kitchen had all the necessary items to cook whatever you wanted, and they didn't look unused. Just very clean. The place was neat, but it didn't look unlived in. That was on purpose of course. Made people more comfortable.

The expectant look got Xing a smile as Blaine moved off towards the back hallway. "Did you want a tour? Or should we get down to business?" He asked the question softly, invitingly, as he slipped his jacket off and opened a closet door to put it on a hanger within. Next, the buttons on his shirt slowly were undone with methodical precision.

[nano_tiger]

Xing found himself approving of the room. It was tidy and neat, but unlike Xing's rooms, it didn't seem to wobble crazily between completely unkempt hovels of genius-inspired neglect or spotless cleanliness that his mother would... well, not berate him too badly for. No, Blaine's room was clean and nice, without having a clinical or forced air about it. Just as the older man anticipated, it put the young agent at his ease, relaxing him from his concerns.

That being said... he followed Blaine dutifully, and found his eyes focusing on the expanse of skin slowly being uncovered by each button. Blaine was by no means a shy man, and yet Xing had never seen him quite like this. It was... quite the view, and the artificer found his face heating as he stared. "Er... well, I think I've seen enough of your rooms..."

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine had his personal space where he fiddled with magic. There were standing pools of water, piles of rock, and notes strewn in different places. The flow of magic between his fingers was difficult to untangle and warp into new spells, or even variations of older, intricate ones. He wasn't like Xing, who could warp a device or magic to do his bidding with the help of his suit. He had to work within his own signature set, but it hadn't caused him any hardships that made him truly regret the limitations. In fact, being able to be totally naked and still deadly worked perfectly for him. People often forgot that he could kill with his bare hands, no guns or magic required. He had no intentions of strangling Xing, but it wasn't off the table.

The last button of his shirt came undone as Blaine backed his way to the door and into his room with practiced ease. He knew how many steps it took and when to reach for the button to send his door whooshing open. He was actually quite hairless, having shaved it all off for a product test the previous day. He wasn't about to have the suckers ripping hair off his chest. The circle would have looked ridiculous. The blonde was more happy of it now than ever as he watched Xing's eyes faithfully following his hand.

"Oh, I think you'll find this one, interesting," he said with a smile, disappearing into the darkened room. It had light, but it was dim. The bed was lower to the ground than most and made of a darkly stained wood. More blue and white abound, but there were more hints of brown and black in this room. There were more things purely for decoration -or it would first appear, but they were for a reason Xing might discover later- and a screen set in the wall that was currently showing digital fish across the blue tinged surface.

[nano_tiger]

It did feel a little intimidating to walk into Blaine's room. It was dim, dark enough to hide secrets in its corners, and there was already enough in it to make him start wondering. It certainly wasn't like Xing's own bedroom. Then again, he was reminded as he admired Blaine's smooth yet defined chest and arms, they weren't here to sleep. So if there was anything else, he was sure Blaine would let him know in due time.

For now, he made a show of looking at the screen, his back to Blaine because otherwise he'd start staring even more intently and that'd be more than a little awkward. As he did so, though, he quietly offered, "Should I start... you know... as well? The skin takes a second to disengage." Better to focus on what he could do, because his imagination was already working overtime with everything he was experiencing.

[cant_getoveryou]

Xing turned his back and Blaine smiled, all teeth and bad intentions as he slunk up closer, discarding his shirt on a chair in passing. His voice gave warning to how close he had come on quiet feet. "Tell me... does that second skin enhance your sense of touch?" His voice was right behind the Chinese boy's head and then next to his ear as Blaine leaned down, knowing his body was radiating heat. He always ran warm, but his heart was beating just that little bit faster in anticipation and cranking up his body temperature something fierce.

Then, his hands brushed lightly against the smaller frame, against his hips, and his fingers pressed against the front of the muscular thighs. "Will it react to my magic?" he asked softly. His lips brushed against the shell of Xing's ear when he spoke, then he let the tip run along the edge until he opened his mouth to nip lightly at the lobe. His fingers dug in a bit more and he melded himself to the boy's back, letting him feel that Blaine was just as eager as he, and not afraid for it to be known.

[nano_tiger]

Xing shivered as he heard that voice creeping up on him, and then Blaine was upon him. Whispering into his ear, brushing against his hips and over his thighs... and he'd never thought that just listening to someone could be so... involved. It was more than just the words, though that was enough on its own. There was the feel of warm breath against his ear, the feel of teeth against his skin, the hot press of Blaine's body and... and something that Xing knew immediately but wasn't sure what to feel about. Blaine was like this already? But they hadn't even done anything!

The young man squirmed in those arms, unconsciously rubbing against Blaine as he tried to get comfortable. A futile gesture, considering that Blaine was so hot that Xing found it harder to breathe, and not just from the temperature either... but in the end, he quietly admitted, almost in a squeak, "I-it's not 'enhanced,' but I can feel through it. And it does react to magic..."

[cant_getoveryou]

An active imagination was both a boon and a detriment for Blaine sometimes. He wasn't rock hard, but the blood was definitely flowing downwards. Those blushes he had seen so many times he could only imagine spread downwards. His hands shifted up and forward so his fingers could play with -and eventually start undoing- the buttons and clasps that kept Xing locked inside of too many clothes. Then there was the wriggling that made the blonde let out a small breath. He didn't believe that it was purely accidental, and rolled his hips against the movements.

"Can I see it?" Oh, how he wanted to see it. Touch it. Breath magic over it and watch what -if anything- happened. His urge to play with the second skin was almost as strong as the desire to strip Xing down and play with other sensitive patches of skin. He leaned down and kissed at the nape of the boy's neck. One hand wandered down the lithe body and hovered just above where Xing's cock lay, so far unmolested. "Can I touch it?" Though what, exactly, Blaine wanted to touch was up in the air.

[nano_tiger]

"Yes... o-of course," he gasped, not fighting for a moment those hands that were touching him. The buttons of his shirt slid away, revealing the dark mesh and the brilliant yellow 'tiger stripes' of his second skin, and when Blaine brushed against them, it'd be clear that Xing felt through it. It was artificial, yes, but so impregnated with Xing's magic that it nearly was a part of him. And since he took it off so rarely, the real skin underneath would be even more sensitive than normal...

...but for now, he jerkily nodded his head, trying to keep his hands on Blaine's sturdy body to fight off the desire to just melt against him and do nothing in his own defense. The young man's skintight suit kept Blaine from directly manipulating what he desired, but he could certainly feel the tense length beneath the stretchy material, and brush against it as he wanted. And oh, how Xing wanted to feel it now...

[cant_getoveryou]

Blaine slid the shirt down off of Xing's shoulders after the final button was released. The black mesh contrasted sharply with the other's skin, and then there were the stripes. Bright and yellow, nature's potential 'danger' sign, but, the only person who was in danger wasn't the blonde. He moved his hands across it, feeling the texture under his fingertips. He raked his hands across the tiger stripes, not too hard, he didn't know what it would do. The shivers he could feel made him smile.

He had been close to Xing's veiled length, but in his exploration the hand had moved away. The thrum of magic under his hand was so intriguing. He hadn't quite felt it before, but directly in contact with it was almost like it swirled under his fingers. He traced down the suit, and now that he had the chance, his hand slid down the front of the boy's pants. His fingers ran over and beside the hardening shaft as he got a feel for the length and girth. Once again Blaine pressed up against Xing having pulled away to inspect what he could see. He was harder now himself, and softly rolled his hips against Xing's ass.