Hi…..*shrinks and hinds* I am sorry it has been so long….i have just had such bad writers block on this fic…I know where I want it to go I just don't know how to get there! :/ I won't delay you any longer! Go forth and read! xxxxxxxxxx
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It was the next day and Blaine was walking to Kurt's rehearsals during his lunch break. He really wanted to sneak in just so he could see his amazing Kurt perform again. It had been so long, and Blaine had missed his unique voice and the way he could easily listen to it for days without tiring of it or ever wanting it too stop. He also missed his acting, and how he managed to make every emotion perfect with very little effort…..god he missed Kurt.
When Blaine got there he realised he had very little chance of being allowed in, so as he approached the front desk his brain whirled quickly attempting to think of something witty that would grant him asses. But when he reached the stressed looking woman on the phone who appeared distracted too much even to acknowledge his arrival he just stood there lamely looking down at her.
"Hu-um" Blaine cleared his throat glancing around nervously not sure what he was supposed to be doing. But the woman who was wearing far too much makeup continued to chat on the phone to whoever was on the other end, the only indication she gave that showed she knew he was there was to hold up her left index finger in a 'hold on, one minuet' motion.
Blaine stood there awkwardly for another 10 minutes before she got off the phone and sighed grinning at him when she turned to look at him "Sorry about that, it was my boss and I didn't feel like I could tell him to just shove off" She grinned once more surveying him properly and leaning forward putting her pencil in her mouth flirtatiously "Anything I can help you with cutie?"
"Errr…." Blaine said slightly uncomfortably "I was wondering if I could go and see Kurt Hummel? I haven't arranged anything but I was thinking about taking him out to lunch….." He trailed off as he woman grinned and laughed slightly.
"I don't need to know your life story babe" Blaine blushed at this even though he knew she was joking "go down the corridor and it's the door right at the end, then you won't be able to miss it…it's a rather large stage…"
"Thank you" Blaine smiled before he started down the corridor, finding the door quickly and pushing it open. "Wow….." He whispered under his breath…this place was HUGE! Fuck Kurt did well for himself. Blaine had to admit he was jealous, they had always said they would go to Broadway together but he had ended up in a well-paid but rubbish joy, and Kurt had fought to get a very well-paid and amazing job. All jealousness was forgotten however as he caught sight of Kurt at the corner of the stage, talking to a group of people around the same age as him, perhaps a little older. Blaine crept closer until he was leaning against the side wall in the shadows about 12 feet away from the stage.
What was Kurt saying? He didn't understand what he was saying because it wasn't like he and Kurt spoke different languages or anything. Then the realisation hit him. Kurt was speaking French. Oh god….Kurt. Was. Speaking. French. French was the sexiest thing ever. Kurt used to seduce him in French and whisper sweet nothings in French to him at night…and ohhh…..he would even stalk dirty during sex in that beautiful language.
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"Oh… bébé, là, juste là, merde! Je t'aime! Ne jamais cesser de Blaine! Harder, ..." Kurt Moaned as he lay on his back, with his legs wrapped around Blaine's middle and his hands scrunched up in the sheets.
Blaine Pushed harder and in the same spot making Kurt moan louder and then lose control.
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"Mmm ... Vous êtes si belle putain, Je t'aime tellement" Kurt purred as he wound his arms around Blaine's waist, biting gently on his ear before leaning down and beginning to kiss his neck. Blaine's head fell back onto his shoulder as a little moan escaped his mouth and his whispered "I love ou too baby"
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"Je veux arracher de vos vêtements et se salir. Juste ici. Dès maintenant. Chiffons d'Anderson. " Kurt growled pushing him backwards onto the bed and straddling him "Now." He said again, and then Kurt had started to rip of Blaine's cloths and he had got the message, and before long they were both naked and sweaty and…
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Blaine froze as he came back to the present day….shit….what had he been doing? Oh god. Blaine's breath was hard and his heart was pounding, but luckily the shock of this realisation had got rid of his slight hard on fast enough but then he felt two arms snake around his waist. It was Kurt. He was sure. He didn't even have to look around to know it, the tingle of his soft hands against his torso was almost unbearably sexual. And then that voice came. Ohhh that voice, in his ear just like it used to be.
"Hello baby" Kurt smiled and he rested his chin on Blaine's shoulder "What are you doing here?"
God how much Blaine wants to kiss him right now, but he reminds himself that he and Kurt are now just friends. Nothing more.
"I just came to visit you!" Blaine beams turning around and facing Kurt still in his embrace, but now Blaine also has his arms around Kurt "I wanted to see you preform, any chance or am I too late?"
"Too late I'm afraid" Kurt sighs " We are done for the day" He grins and lets go of Blaine, but slides his hand down to find his and then walks him up and out the door Blaine had arrived through saying as they walked "Where too for lunch?"
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After a very pleasant lunch with Kurt where he had found out about the French people Kurt had been talking to earlier (one of them had won and competition for him and some other mates to come and meet the cast of Kurt's musical), he slowly sauntered back to work feeling like nothing could break his mood.
When he gets to the office however it is to find obstacles standing between him and his own little room. Amy (one of his workers) rushes up to him the moment he gets in the lift.
"Sir! Sir! Stopppppppppp!" She cries. Blaine sticks his foot in the left and waits for her to get into the left, where he notices, there is no one else. Great, if she starts flirting I am not going to be happy. Blaine thinks bitterly to himself as he forces a smile towards the grinning girl who is standing a little too close for comfort.
"So….." She starts in a high voice that sounds like nails scratching down a chalkboard "I got you some coffee if you are interested?" She held out a mug and Blaine looks at it once before replying swiftly.
"no, don't worry, you have it, I'm fine"
"Nawww that's sooo sweet" She chimes stepping closer.
"Ermm….no it isn't. I just don't want coffee?" Blaine says feeling nervous and backing away.
Just then the lift opened and Blaine bolted out, not giving Amy a second glance. He ran around the corner feeling unnerved. Why didn't they all just get to picture he wasn't interested?
"Hey there" Said another female voice.
Grudgingly Blaine turned and came face to face (Literally. She was standing about two inches away) with Tara "Er….." He said wearily "Hello Miss Cameron. What is it that I can do for you?"
"Hummm….interesting question…." She said softly running her tongue slowly along the bottom of her upper teeth "I think you can answer that can't you?"
When Blaine didn't reply she pressed her chest up against Blaine's and he leaped back as if he had just been struck by lightning "What the? What do you think you are doing?" She shrieked before running down the remainder of the corridor and then slamming his door behind him once he reached his safe room.
This is getting ridiculous. What the HELL is going on?
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Okay that was that. I am sorry it is such a poor chapter because as I said before, I had massive writers block on this one as well as having a lot of exams and being ill I hope it was worth the wait? Review if you are happy or sad about it :D Love you all xxxx