Ownership: No ownership of Glee, Dalton. Same for the musical number. But I have lots of real dvd's and cd's. I own my imagination, and I won't relinquish my right to that. Tay and Scott are my babies. Copy rights to Glee or Adam Lambert music, yeah they've got 'em, not me. But my words are mine. This story is mine, and I'm happy to share with you to read.
Musical Inspiration: Fever by Adam Lambert. From the album: Glam Nation Live.
Warning: Trigger issues. MxM issues.
I don't have any association with anyone for music. I've purchased all that I listen to. I'm just letting you know about the music. If you want to listen, then do so. If not then don't.
I do have a lot of music legit and I don't ship pirating.
Notes to note: the GD shop is a quick name I came up with for an adults entertainment shop. Second thoughts, it could be Guyz and Dolls shop, that sounds cute.
~ After and Before ~
"You started without me." Scott raises his head to Tay's statement, enjoying Tay's hands on his shoulders. He looks up at Tay, in the mirror, as he continues another question. "Why would you do that?"
Scott can feel comforting pressure being applied, and as he relaxes into it, as he leans back against Tay, his heart skips beats with delight. Clear support, clear acceptance, smiles shared but a querying frown appears on Tay, transferring to Scott in a second.
"We waited, the others wouldn't. I can't control everything." Desperation from Scott, knowing he hadn't pleased Tay and it had been out of his control. "What happened, where were you?"
"Does that matter?" he wraps his arms around Scott, brings his mouth down and kisses him firmly, then looks him via the mirror, directly in the eyes. "I'm real proud of you. I love your dedication, the way you move."
Scott tries to be supportive. "I love your big smiles. You know you caught up soon enough, I don't think anyone else could see a difference in the routine."
"Yeah, I saw you see me. I just expected you to wait for me, always wait for me." He stands. "We do all this together, right?" More of a rhetorical question. Scott nods acceptance. As Scott continues to remove his makeup, Tay walks to the dressing room door to leave. "Scott?"
Scott looks on an angle, makeup cloth paused. "Yes Tay?"
"See you at home? I'll, I'll get a lift."
"Oh, alright then. I won't be very long, if you want to wait for me." He tries to hurry more.
"No, I…I want to go via the GD shop." fiddling with his house keys, "Like to browse a bit, for tonight." Lifts his head up and winks at Scott. "You know, it really hurts when you kiss him. You, you know, in front of everyone. In front of me." Scott freezes and Tay holds steady from a quivering voice. "I'm not sure how long I can permit, t…that part of the show."
"We only have four more shows Tay. The audience expect it, you encouraged it…"
"At first Scott. It was fun at first. But now I think you two get too much enjoyment from it." Deep sigh from Tay. "I think it turns you on too much. And that's what pisses me off, the most."
"Is that why you want us to wait for ….."
"See you at home." Tay's short tone and abrupt departure throw Scott.
And he whispers "Sounds good. Can't wait", to no one in particular, especially the worried looking face in the mirror.
What both boyz don't realize, is that, they are both for one another. And are both extremely jealous of what their lover is doing with someone else. And when they make love, with each other, they're both coming from the angle of a jealous lover, but reading their lover as being turned on, too much, by someone else.
Little Author Notes from a cute little author: I'd love a review from you please? It's part of the price you must pay. Make it honest, but not nasty.
