A/N: I hope this chapter doesn't get too confusing. I will be switching character POV for every new section. I will try to make it clear who is narrating.
Darren and I arrived on set, bright and early. We used to arrive in separate cars at least 5 minutes apart, but we quickly realized the drive was more enjoyable when we were together. We decided to stop going out of our way to hide our relationship, but we had no plans to broadcast it either.
Surprisingly, most people aren't very observant, and only a handful of people even suspected. I'm sure more people began to suspect when we moved in together, but Joe and Joey served as a great cover for us just being roommates. Besides Lea and Ashley, only Amber, Mark, and Dianna knew for sure about Darren and me. We told Amber and Dianna after they caught us sneaking off to Darren's trailer; Mark, on the other hand, caught us doing something a little more graphic, on what we thought was an empty set.
Today we were shooting exclusively together, which was a much appreciated new trend. With Blaine at McKinley, Darren spent a lot more time with me on set. We only had three scenes, two in Blaine's bedroom and one in the auditorium, but it looked like a long day. We worked our way through wardrobe, hair, and makeup before walking over to the bedroom set.
Chris walked directly into my character's bedroom and sat on the bed as if he'd been there a thousand times, but I wanted to take in this new perspective of Blaine. I like to learn what I can about Blaine from the clues Ryan gives me. I see Kurt's picture on the bedside table, showing the depth of their relationship, no new insight there. Polo and Fencing memorabilia line the walls, now we're getting somewhere. There is a sense of privilege in sports like polo and fencing, but it also shows Blaine as the golden boy, competing for his parents' affection. Maybe he was trying to compensate for the disappointment he would face when he told his parents he was gay. Maybe I was reading too much into the props, but the back story helps me flesh out the character of Blaine more fully.
Brad and Ryan join us with the rest of the crew. It's kind of funny that Brad would be directing our big sex scene and kiss, considering he directed our first kiss. We ran several takes of our first scene, trying not to break character after my lines about masturbation and the arduous task of removing Kurt's many layers of clothing.
Then we actually removed his many layers of clothing as we prepared for our "sex scene." While the cameras and bedroom walls were moved for our next scene, the wardrobe department made sure our undergarments were perfect. They made us put a fresh pair of boxers over our own underwear for aesthetic purposes, while our hair and makeup team made sure we didn't smudge or ruffle their work while undressing. After Lea and Cory told us about their hot, sweaty scene with a fireplace, I was glad to lie next to Chris on a comfortable mattress, in a cool soundstage.
The scene was very simple. It was as if we were lying down at home. Face to face, we held hands, gave Eskimo kisses, explored with our fingers, smiled, and even laughed. We almost forgot an entire production team was surrounding us, and after about a half hour they had all the footage they needed.
It was about one o'clock, so we decided to break for lunch. I kind of wanted today to be special, isolated even, so we ate in Chris' trailer. After Chris expressed his need for some time to ourselves, I just wanted to give him a whole day devoted to us. This plan worked out well considering the Klaine-centered shooting schedule. We sat on the same side of the diner-style booth in his trailer, making sure Chris was on my left so we could hold hands and still eat with our dominant hands. This was my favorite part of Chris being a lefty. As always, I finished my food first, and rested my head on Chris' shoulder as he continued to pick at his avocado chicken salad.
I begrudgingly dragged myself from the comfort of Chris's trailer, and we endured wardrobe, hair, and makeup for the third time as we prepared for our big kiss. This was only our second real kiss on the show, and the perfect opportunity to get Chris back for slipping me tongue last time.
As cute as all the dialogue between Kurt and Blaine was, I really just wanted to get to the kiss. Darren and I had been filming for hours and the thought of our sex scene and lunch together was just a faint, teasing memory; I just wanted to get my hands on him again. The longer we shot dialogue, the more insurmountable the small distance between us felt. Brad finally okayed a few of the many takes and prepped us for the kiss.
Filming a kiss is not nearly as fun as the kiss itself; there is so much staging. Brad wants the camera angles to be technically perfect while maintaining genuine chemistry between the actors. Chemistry is a given with Darren and me, and slipping him tongue is guaranteed, but Brad is being a serious buzz kill. He just loves barking orders, "lower your hands," "tilt your head," "lengthen your neck."
It's got to be around the twentieth take and I feel like each one is getting worse as I begin to get grumpy. Darren can definitely tell I'm getting annoyed. He leans in close, and whispers in my ear, "Take a deep breath; I know we can get this on the next take. We got our first kiss in only seven takes." I started to object, but he continued, "Just follow my lead, and you'll be just fine." Putting all my trust in Darren, I tried to relax and prepared for the next kiss.
As we started the next take, I missed my mark and planted a kiss a little too far left of Darren's mouth. I was about to admit defeat, but Darren turned his head slightly and forced his tongue into my mouth. The take was already ruined by my terrible aim, so I ignored Brad's previous directions and wrapped my arms around Darren's neck. I worked my tongue into his mouth before breaking the kiss. As I pulled away, Darren sucked hard on my tongue.
I managed to free my tongue from Darren's grasp, but had to quickly gather my breath and choke out my line, "You take my breath away."
"Cut!" Oh great, I can't wait to hear what Brad has to say about this take. "I don't know what it is about you two, but no matter what I tell you to do, I always wind up using the take where you completely ignore all of my directions."
Little does he know, but our secret is actual chemistry and, apparently, the element of surprise.
Chris and I were both desperate for closeness after today's filming; we could not wait to be genuinely intimate without being surrounded by an entire camera crew. We returned our characters' clothes to wardrobe and washed off our makeup in my trailer. I pulled Chris down onto the bed and kissed him deeply. I kissed him the way I'd wanted to all day. My tongue explored his mouth as we lie intertwined. I had to stop at one point to catch my breath. I tried to break away from his mouth, but Chris refused to let go, gently biting my lower lip. I don't know how he has such an effect on me, but he instantly reinvigorated my lust for him.
After our lips were sore and our lungs depleted, we just let our bodies melt into the mattress as we gasped for air. I wrapped my arms around Chris' torso with my shoulder resting in his armpit and my head on his chest. His arm draped across my back as I listened to the beating of his heart and felt his chest rise and fall with every breath.
As my stomach grumbled, I hoped our friends were busy preparing the first stage of my planned romantic evening for Chris.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the last two chapters! I just finished mapping out my plan for this story, so hopefully I have cured my writer's block. Please rate and review, let me know if you like the time jump and new direction of the story!