I don't own anything. Just the storyline.
A/N
I know its been forever and a day. I honestly don't have an excuse except laziness, thank you to everyone that has stuck around. Enjoy.
Warning: Smut.
4 weeks later
One week. That's all that's left of our time together. One week until I head back to New York. I thought I would be excited to go back. I've been living in New York for a year now living on money that I have saved up. But that fund is quickly going. I need to get a job and get settled again before classes start back up. That's why I'm going home three weeks early. That's why I'm leaving Blaine.
7 days that's all I have left. I've seen the TV shows. I've seen the movies. I know that long distance relationships don't work. We've had an amazing summer together. We've done everything together. I still remember that night so clearly…
We've been together for 3 weeks when we decided that we were ready to take the next step. But I suppose our whole relationship has been fast. It took 4 days of knowing each other to know we wanted to be together and then it only took 3 more days before we said our first I love you's. I know it was quick. But I've always thought my life was on fast forward. It's not like either of us are virgins anyway, so its not a massive deal, but it is the next big step to take in our relationship so it is a big deal to us.
Anyway we decided that we wanted tonight to be the night. I picked Blaine up at his house at 6oclock and we went to Wicked: The Restaurant where we reminisced about our first official date. We barely spoke. The anticipation for what was to come preventing us from holding a conversation for more than a few sentences.
We then headed to Blaines apartment and slowly undressed each other until we were both in boxers laying on his bed kissing passionately with him laying on top of me between my legs. Which is where we are now.
He slides his hand down my chest tweaking my nipples as he goes before grabbing my cock and giving it a firm squeeze.
"Blaine." I moan out against his mouth. "Please" I breathe out.
"What do you want?" He asks breathlessly.
"You." I say simply.
He nods and reaches underneath the pillow where he put a bottle of lube in preparation for tonight. He then pulls out condoms but I shake my head.
"I'm clean. I've always used condoms. But I want to feel you. I don't want anything to come between us. Please." I say pleadingly.
"Uh, okay." He says throwing the condoms on the floor. He pulls my underwear down and throws them in the direction of the condoms and moans at the sight beneath him. "You're so beautiful." He breathes as he leans in to kiss me heatedly.
He pulls away a pours lube onto his fingers he warms it up then places his index finger at my entrance.
"You'll tell me if it's too much right?" He asks. I simply nod and feel his finger enter to the hilt in my entrance. He stops and waits for me to nod to move. Soon he has 3 fingers pumping and scissoring my hole looking for that special spot.
"Blaine!" I shout when he brushes against my prostate. "I'm ready, please I need you, now."
He nods before pulling out and taking his underwear off, he covers his cock with lube then wipes his hand on his underwear before throwing them on the floor with mine. I feel his blunt head at my entrance and nod to his unasked question. He pushes in slowly and then holds still when his hips are against my ass.
"I'm ready," I say pulling him down for a kiss as he slowly starts to thrust into me. The air is filled with moans and heavy breathing and skin slapping on skin and the smell of pure sex. "Mmm… harder… faster." I moan out.
He sits up and puts my legs over his shoulders before he starts pounding into me. It's not long until we both reach our release. He pulls out once he gets his breath back and gives me a kiss before heading to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean us up with. He then throws the cloth on the floor with the growing pile of things and climbs into bed spooning me.
"I love you so much." He whispers against my neck.
"I love you too." I say sleepily.
"Goodnight, sweet dreams." He whispers pressing a kiss to my neck.
"Goodnight." I reply before promptly falling asleep naked in the arms of the man I love.
Ever since that night we have been unable to keep our hands off each other. We have spent countless days in bed, ordering take away then burning off the calories in the best way possible.
On the days we ventured away from the bedroom we spent shopping and sunbathing at the park trying to get as much sun as possible before going back to staying in and studying.
It was a week ago that we discussed our future…
"I'm worried." Blaine says all of a sudden, we are sitting on his sofa watching a film.
"Worried? Worried about what?" I ask concerned, pausing the movie.
"Us."
"What about us?"
"You're going back to New York soon. I'm staying here. I'm worried that we won't survive long distance. I'm worried about a lot of things actually. Like how am I going to cope when you're not here, how am I going to be able to sleep on cold winter nights without you in my arms? How am I going to cope when my parents inevitably stop my money because I have got a boyfriend and didn't get over my 'phase,' I'm worried abo-"
"Hey, hey, stop. Take a deep breath." I interrupt him fearing that he is going to have a panic attack. "We will sort it out don't worry."
"How?" He asks quietly.
"Well I believe that our love can survive a little distance. We can visit each other during breaks, we can call each other, we can text, and we can Skype. It won't be long until you join me in New York. Because when you finish this year of college you can transfer to NYADA and do your degree there, or go to another university. As for your money, you could get a job and start saving for you move to New York. It will be a struggle I'm not saying it won't. But we will be okay. I promise, now can we just enjoy the time we have left?" I ask seductively. Before all but pouncing on him.
He found a job quickly at a department store. It's not his dream job but it will help him achieve his dream in the long run. He was right. His parents found out about our relationship and they completely cut off all ties to him.
We've spent the week looking at New York Universities and narrowed his choices down. Everyday that passes he seems to get more and more depressed. Whenever I bring the topic up of me leaving soon he quickly changes the subject to something else.
I'm starting to worry that we won't survive the distance because we are still near each other yet he seems so far away. He keeps making up lame excuses as to why we can't hang out, anything from 'I took an extra shift at work' to 'I've got a headache.'
When I confronted him about it he simply said that he was preparing for life without me. That broke my heart. But I won't let our impending separation ruin our last week together. I have booked for us to go away for a few days. I just hope Blaine can forget his worries and enjoy it.