Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.


Take Up Dancing

"We're not doing this right." Nick whispered, his breathe falling heavily onto Jeff's bare shoulder.

"No," Jeff said, grunting at the shift in weight. He could feel Nick's skin between his thighs, their legs entangled on the bed, and their bodies covered haphazardly with the heavy quilt Jeff's had since his eighth birthday.

Nick arched his back as Jeff ran his mouth along his shoulder, pressing open mouthed kissed along his shivering skin.

"This—this isn't what I meant," Nick gasped as Jeff licked at a particularly sensitive spot below his collarbone. "When I said I wanted to learn to dance." He pulled gently at Jeff's blonde hair, raising the boy's head to his eyes.

"This is dancing," Jeff breathed. "You said I was good at dancing." His eyes twinkled.

"Yeah," Nick said, blinking. "You're always dancing at Warbler's rehearsal, but this—," he gasped as Jeff became preoccupied with the flushed skin below his navel. "Isn't that kind of dancing."

"No, it's not." Jeff murmured against the delicate hair covering Nick's abdomen. "But this is more fun."

Nick squirmed under the tickles the blonde-haired boy breathed across his stomach. Jeff raised his head, shoulders almost completely underneath the patchwork blanket, and looked into Nick's eyes. The dark-haired boy nodded once and watched as Jeff moved beneath the quilt to grasp at his skin, licking his way down his body. Nick threw back his head and felt chills erupt over his skin as Jeff's tongue teased over him.

Maybe he didn't really mind this kind of dancing.


A/N: That's…not really dancing. I may do this one again sometime in the future. I blame YouTube and my love of Yaoi for where this drabble ended up. Reviews are always appreciated! ^_^