Come on, baby, do you do more than dance? I'm hot-blooded, hot-blooded...

[warble_on_jeff]

Who? warble_on_jeff and nickthewarbler
What? Jeff's just very proud of his boyfriend, okay? :P
When? Moments before "Uptown Girl"
Where? Under the spiral staircase...
Rating: PG-13 to light R... They can't get into too much trouble... *shifty eyes* Or maybe they can. :P Rated R

Nick was singing the solo. The actual real solo, the big deal for the piece they were rehearsing.

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[nickthewarbler]

Nick had been bounding purposefully down the spiral staircase, a small frown of concentration furrowed on his forehead as he thought about getting things rocking in the rehearsal of Uptown Girls. They had been working on it for days now, so it should just about be polished and a good contender for Sectionals this year, but the jury was still out on that. They found themselves shaky and uncertain about their chances after losing Blaine so suddenly. They were doing their best, but most wished their former and very talented lead would come running back to Dalton to them with open-arms at any second. As it was, Nick had very big shoes (of a rather small person) to fill, and he still got nervous about whether he could cut it or not

[warble_on_jeff]

Jeff bit back the snort of laughter that fought to come out. He was pretty sure that loud laughter would draw a little too much attention, and as much as he adored Nick, he wasn't sure he wanted the whole world to get an up close and personal view of their sneaky snog.

He snickered at Nick's attempt at reason, and subsequent folding... His boyfriend was seriously the most amazing person he knew, and this? This was the stuff that he loved most of all. "Nicky, I love you..." he whispered, pressing his lips back to Nick's and exploring his mouth slowly with his tongue. One hand stayed firm on Nick's ass, but the other rose to carefully cup his cheek, thumb stroking softly. This was his favorite thing in the world, and he knew, even after only a few months, that Nick was the love of his life.

[nickthewarbler]

"You're going to get us into trouble," Nick accused with a gasp for air, though his words packed no stern punch at all. Instead, his hand disappeared up the back of Jeff's blazer and tugged the hem of his shirt out of the confines of his tailored trousers so he couldn't at least get a little skin contact.

His palm skated over the strip of skin at Jeff's lower back and then he grinned against his lips. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that? All the added responsibility I have now and you don't want to share. How am I supposed to go in there and sing about being hot for a rich chick after this?" he laughed and pulled Jeff up closer against him.

[warble_on_jeff]

"Trouble? I think trouble's worth it," Jeff teased, hand reaching up to run his hand over Nick's chest, wishing for all the world for the absence of blazer and shirt... The tie could stay. A little sigh escaped him as Nick's hand met skin, and there was no helping the shiver that went through his body.

"Mmmhmmmm," Jeff hummed softly, kissing Nick again. "I never was really all that good at sharing... Ask my mom... Besides... What's the fun in being hot for a rich chick, when you can be hot for me?" His tone was light and teasing. "But you can do it. I have faith in you." Nuzzling his nose gently against Nick's, he arched an eyebrow in challenge. "When we get done singing though? You best be coming back to our room with me."