Lucky for Blaine, Neil was the only person in the lobby when he came. Leaning against a wall, the young man looked out of a window, his long fingers twitching and tapping to a rhythm that he could only hear. He had ran out of cigarettes long ago, and there were not a single weed of pot that could be seen in the place.
Neither had he had sex in about just as long. If he kept up, he might be able to break his abstinence record (the last time was 4 weeks, and that was only because he had crabs).
"That they need big shoes?...I'm going down. Down, down, down, down, down. I've got my head out the window. And my big feet on the ground..yeah probably." Blaine looked around for a moment before to look at Neils' eyes again.
"I will cut off the bad jokes before you decide to kill me. And if you ask me, it's nicer when they have large hands." He show Neil his own hands and smiled softly. Blaine had long slender fingers. "I play the piano."
"Pianist fingers eh?" Neil took Blaine's hands, making a show of examining them carefully. He slid his own index finger in the space between Blaine's digits, to and fro suggestively.
"What else are you good at with these hands, I wonder?"
sorry that I was late, I am sick.outandproudboyJanuary 6 2011, 21:36:12 UTC
"I can also play the guitar, the violin, piano, cello, drums and how forget the mandoline..." Blaine replied, signing along. "But I have the feeling that you had another thing in mind."
np, hope you feel better now. rainingcerealJanuary 7 2011, 11:34:33 UTC
Of course he did. Since when was Neil not thinking about sex? But this time, he simply grinned, dimples appearing and disappearing, and then shrugged.
"Give me a reason to stay," Neil sang, wondering if this night was going to go anywhere and what this kid wanted from him. "I've made my offer, what's yours?"
A bit, yes :3 Stupid FluoutandproudboyJanuary 7 2011, 21:42:43 UTC
Blaine is beginning to understand that Neil thinks a lot about it, but he is sure that he thinks about other things. Right? A boy can dream.
It took Blaine a moment before to reply. "So no one told you life was going to be this way. Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA. It's like you're always stuck in second gear...Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year. But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too."
Neither had he had sex in about just as long. If he kept up, he might be able to break his abstinence record (the last time was 4 weeks, and that was only because he had crabs).
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"I will cut off the bad jokes before you decide to kill me. And if you ask me, it's nicer when they have large hands." He show Neil his own hands and smiled softly. Blaine had long slender fingers. "I play the piano."
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"What else are you good at with these hands, I wonder?"
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"Give me a reason to stay," Neil sang, wondering if this night was going to go anywhere and what this kid wanted from him. "I've made my offer, what's yours?"
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It took Blaine a moment before to reply. "So no one told you life was going to be this way. Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA. It's like you're always stuck in second gear...Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year. But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour. I'll be there for you, like I've been there before. I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too."
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