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Chapter Four
Blaine's halfway to the bar and he still has no idea what he's going to say to Sebastian. In all honesty, he still has no idea why he wants to go back to see this man at all. Sure, he is the most attractive man that Blaine has ever seen. Uh...besides Kurt. Obviously. But he's feels a connection stronger to him than just his looks. He just wants to hold his hand and cuddle into his side while they watch a movie. He doesn't even know Sebastian's last name. He knows almost nothing about the beautiful man but yet he wants to know every single detail. He craves to get to know him. He can't explain this sudden urge but one thing he does know, he never felt this way when he first met Kurt. Kurt grew on him over time but Sebastian was smacking him in the face with feelings. But Blaine knew he could never cheat on Kurt. He just wasn't morally capable of it. Then again, Sebastian was making him think things and feel things he never thought he would feel about another man again. Blaine's head was spinning. He turned down the road to the bar and his hands slipped off the wheel due to being so sweaty. Blaine quickly grabs the wheel and straightens out the car before anything bad happens. Once he's got himself under control again he pulls into the parking lot and parks his car. Blaine leans back in his seat, trying his best to build up his courage to go inside. Blaine brings his hands up to his head and rubs his eyes with his palms. What was he doing? Why was he doing this? He had no idea. He just knew he had to go in that club to see Sebastian. It's 1:03. It's time to go in. Blaine shuts off the car and gets out. He walks into the club and takes his seat at the bar. The bartender was helping another customer so Blaine waited impatiently. Blaine notices it was the same bartender from last night. Early forties, hair graying and somewhat overweight. Once the bartender was done, he turned his attention to Blaine.
"What can I get you?" the bartender asks.
"Um, I'm here to see Sebastian," Blaine says, feeling like he was doing something sneaky, like he was supposed to wink at this guy or something. The bartender checks his watch.
"You're lucky kid; he's on his lunch break now. What's your name?"
"Blaine," Blaine told him, getting more and more anxious by the second.
"I'll be right back," the bartender tells him, leaving behind the bar to go back behind the curtain where Blaine had last seen Sebastian. Blaine sat there, fidgeting with a napkin that was sitting on the bar.
Sebastian sat in his dressing room, eating a roast beef sandwich and flipping through the newest People magazine. He wasn't much for magazines but he had forgotten his book at home today. He had just taken another bite of his sandwich when Marty, the bartender, knocked and opened the door without waiting for a response. Sebastian looked up at Marty.
"What's up, Marty?" Sebastian asks as he swallows the food in his mouth.
"There's a Blaine here to see you," Marty said. Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed as he thought.
"I don't know anyone named Blaine," he told Marty.
"Yeah, this kid was here last night. Gelled down black hair, shorter than you. I think he was wearing a bowtie last night?" Marty explained. Sebastian's eyes widened instantly.
"So that's what his name is! Yeah, send him in!" Sebastian said, looking around to make sure everything was tidy. Marty smiled at Sebastian, never seeing him be this excited for someone to come see him. Marty walked back out and finds Blaine nervously tapping on the bar.
"He's ready for you, kid. Go ahead back," Marty tells him, gesturing towards the curtain.
"Thank you," Blaine says, standing up and smiling at the man.
"Sure thing. It's the door at the end of the hall with the big green 'E' on it," Marty explains. Blaine nods and walks over to the curtain and steps behind it. Now that no one can see him, he straightens out his shirt, makes sure his hair is okay and checks his breath. Everything seems good. He takes a deep breath and begins to walk down the hallway. He smiles to himself when he sees the door with the 'E' on it. He makes sure his hair is okay once more before knocking on the door.
"Come in," Sebastian calls from inside, smiling to himself even though Blaine couldn't see it. Blaine opens the door and pokes his head in.
"Hi," Blaine says with a smile.
"Hi," Sebastian says in return, "come on in."
Blaine walks in and closes the door behind him. He looks Sebastian over. Damn. He was in a different outfit today. He had jean shorts on, cut off right below the ass and crotch. He had a white t-shirt on with a red flannel shirt on top of it with the sleeves ripped off. Cowboy boots completed the outfit. And again with the eyeliner and glitter. Blaine forgot how to speak for a moment. But just as he was checking Sebastian out, Sebastian was checking him out. Sebastian let his eyes rake over the tiny frame on front of him. Tight green shirt that made his eyes stand out in the most beautiful way and even tighter black pants that made Sebastian want him to turn around to see how they must hug his amazing ass perfectly. Not that he minded the view on the front where Blaine's pants were just slightly too tight around his crotch. They both just stared at each for a while before Sebastian spoke up, sitting back down on the couch, patting the spot next to him which Blaine took.
"So your name is Blaine," Sebastian says with a smile. Blaine furrows his eyebrows. Oh that's right; he never did tell Sebastian his name.
"Oh, yeah. That's me," Blaine said with a smile. "How did you know who came to see you then?"
"Marty described you pretty well," Sebastian explains with a smirk.
"Marty?" Blaine asks.
"The bartender," Sebastian informs him. Blaine nods understandingly.
"So what brings you by so soon? I mean, I'd hoped I'd see you again but..." Sebastian said but then trailed off, completely not believing he just admitted to Blaine he wanted to see him again. Blaine smiled sweetly and had a light blush playing on his cheeks.
"Honestly, I don't know. I just got in the car and drove here with the intention of seeing you. I really don't have a reason," Blaine admits with a shrug.
"I'm glad you came," Sebastian says with a smile.
"Me too. I-I actually haven't stopped thinking about you..." Blaine says shyly, looking down to his lap. Sebastian debates on whether or not he should admit that too. It's how he really feels but since when did he start telling people how he felt?
"I...I haven't stopped thinking about you either. I don't know why," Sebastian finally says.
"Me neither. B-But I like it," Blaine says, finally lifting his head up to look at Sebastian. Sebastian sighs.
"Blaine, you're getting married. You really shouldn't be thinking about other guys," Sebastian reminds him.
"I-I know... But I can't help it," Blaine says, looking back down again. Sebastian says nothing, unsure of what to say. "What time do you get off of work tonight?"
"At one in the morning. Why?" Sebastian asks.
"Do you think maybe we could grab something to eat then?" Blaine asks hopefully. Sebastian considers this. He knows he probably shouldn't be spending so much time with an engaged man. Especially one who he already knows he has strong feelings for. But he has to do it. He has to get to know this man as much as he possibly can.
"Sure, that sounds great," Sebastian says with a small smile. Blaine smiles wide.
"Perfect," he says. Then there's a knock on the door and a shout from a man.
"Five minutes, Emerald!" the voice says. Sebastian stands up and stretches. Blaine couldn't tear his eyes away from his ass as he stood. Sebastian catches him staring and smirks.
"Like what you see?" he teases. Blaine looks up at his eyes and then down at his own lap, blushing. Sebastian smiles and takes Blaine's hand to help him up as well. Blaine stands up and looks at Sebastian.
"I guess I'll see you in a little less than twelve hours, huh?" Sebastian asks.
"Yeah, sounds about right," Blaine answers. Sebastian grabs a cowboy hat from his vanity and puts it on his head with a smirk.
"How do I look?" Sebastian asks, giving Blaine a wink. Blaine feels his knees go weak. The hat makes him look even sexier.
"R-Really good," Blaine stammers out. Sebastian smirks and gives Blaine a kiss on the cheek before going over to the door and opening it. Blaine walks over to the door and smiles at Sebastian before walking out. Sebastian walks out as well, closing the door behind him.
"Well, I'll see you later sexy," Sebastian says as he walks behind a door that reads 'Stage Door'. Blaine smiles and waves at him as he disappears. Blaine walks out from behind the curtain and into the seating area of the club. Since Sebastian is about to go on, the place was packed. So Blaine took a seat near the back. No harm in sitting in on another performance, is there? Especially when he had about twelve hours to kill. The lights went out. Blaine started to get excited. He got to see Emerald's sexy moves again. Yes, Emerald. Because when he was on that stage, he was Emerald. When it's just the two of them, like in the dressing room before, he's Sebastian. The announcer came over the speaker.
"Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the daily musical performance of our star...Emerald!"
Musical performance what did that mean? Blaine didn't have much time to think because then a spotlight hit him in that super sexy outfit he was wearing. Blaine had such pure thoughts mixed with such dirty thoughts when he looked at this man. Right now with the way he was standing, with his hip jutted out to the side and his thumbs hooked through the belt loops on his shorts, they were all dirty. The music started to play and he began to swing his hips. His head lifted with that signature smirk on his lips. But then Blaine saw the small microphone headset he was wearing. Oh my God. He was going to sing. Blaine was so aroused at this thought. And then it happened. Emerald's silky and sexy voice came through the speakers.
We've been here too long tryin' to get along
Pretendin' that you're oh, so shy
I'm a natural ma'am doin' all I can
My temperature is runnin' high
Blaine felt his body go on fire. This man can't just do such sexy things! His moves mixed with his voice and the lyrics! Blaine was going to explode! Emerald strutted to the edge of the stage and began to twirl his hips around as he sang.
Cry at night no one in sight
An' we got so much to share
Talking's fine if you got the time
But I ain't got the time to spare, yeah.
The crowd stood on their feet and began to clap to the beat. With everyone standing, Blaine couldn't see so he stands up on his chair because he'll be damned if he's going to miss this.
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where, there, yeah?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Blaine could hear the audience's screams of 'Yes!' or 'I wanna touch!' as Emerald sang the lyrics. Blaine knew he wanted to touch. He felt himself getting hard by just imagining himself touching Emerald's body. And the moves Emerald did for the next line of the song weren't helping the situation either. He was on his knees, gyrating his hips. He arched his back and bit his lip when he wasn't singing. Then he ran his hands through his hair before taking off the flannel shirt, leaving on the white t-shirt underneath.
Every girl an' boy needs a little joy
All you do is sit an' stare
Beggin' on my knees baby, won't you please?
Run your fingers through my hair.
Blaine wanted to do every single thing that Emerald was singing about. This performance was mesmerizing. And Blaine smiled. Because no, Sebastian wasn't a stripper. He was a performer. A true, talented performer. The thought made Blaine happy. He couldn't help but smile to himself as Emerald finished the performance. Not because he was sexually aroused, which he was, but because he could see how much Sebastian loved performing. This is what made him happy. And him being happy made Blaine happy.
My, my, my whiskey and rye
Don't it make you feel so fine?
Right or wrong don't it turn you on?
Can't you see we're wastin' time, yeah?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where?
Next the white t-shirt came off. But not over his head. Oh no, that would mean he'd have to take off his hat. So Emerald ripped his t-shirt right off, earning hollers and hoots from the audience. Blaine was in awe of how he made it look so effortless. He was so strong and Blaine just wanted to be held in those strong arms.
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, where, there, yeah?
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Some guys got up and walked to the end of the stage with money in their hands. Emerald danced over to them and let them put the money in his shorts. Some of them let their hands wander over his ass and legs. Emerald just winked at them. Blaine felt the anger building up in him. No. They can't touch him. He's Blaine's. Wait... Did he just think that? But, he's not his. Kurt is his. But then why did he feel this...jealousy? Blaine pushed it out of his mind, deciding he could think about that while this sexy man isn't on stage, dancing around.
Do you wanna touch me there?
Do you wanna touch?
(Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there, there, yeah?
My, my, my do you wanna touch me there?
Touch you, touch me touch, everybody
You touch me, you know where, there
Oh yeah, oh, yeah.
Sebastian ended with a final twirl and rock of his hips. Blaine started clapping enthusiastically. Whistling as well. Emerald looked to the back when he heard the whistling and saw Blaine standing up on a chair, cheering for him. In that moment, Sebastian felt so happy. He never smiled out to the audience but he couldn't help the stupid grin on his face as he looked at Blaine. Sebastian had never felt this way and as much as it scared him, it felt way too good to let something like fear get in the way. Sebastian walked offstage and for the first time in a long, long time, he started to giggle. He walked back to his dressing room completely giddy and giggling like a teenage girl. He walked in and closed the door behind him, sliding down it to sit on the floor, the smile never leaving his face. He sat there just thinking about Blaine.
Blaine kept cheering until he couldn't see Sebastian anymore. Blaine got off of the chair and walked back into the bar area. The thoughts he had during the show started coming back to him. Why did he get jealous? Blaine sat down at the bar, needing to think. He was trying to sort through his feelings to find out why he was jealous but the noise in the bar was just too much. He got up and walked out to his car and got inside. He leaned his seat back so he was more comfortable. He was so confused. He wanted Sebastian so much. This man just seemed so perfect. But he had Kurt. Blaine could never dream of hurting Kurt. Speaking of the devil, Blaine's phone began to ring and he picked it up. He looked at the screen and there was the picture of Kurt from their first night in their apartment together. Kurt had whipped cream all over his chest, his face and his hair and he was actually laughing about it. Blaine always smiled when he saw this picture and this time was no exception.
"Hello?" Blaine answered. Kurt could basically hear the smile in Blaine's voice.
"Looking at my caller ID picture again?" Kurt asked.
"Of course," Blaine said with a chuckle. Kurt laughed as well.
"Well, I'm calling to apologize about my drunken texts last night," Kurt said with another chuckle.
"Oh no need to apologize, I found then rather amusing," Blaine tells his fiancé.
"Oh I'm sure you did," Kurt says and Blaine's sure he's smirking.
"Sorry I didn't keep responding, I was pretty drunk myself," Blaine explained.
"Don't apologize, baby. Did you have fun?" Kurt asked. Part of Blaine hated how he was being so sweet, like always. It made how he felt about Sebastian even worse.
"Yeah, I had fun. Did you?" Blaine asks.
"Yeah, it was a lot of fun. Did you guys have any strippers? If Jeff had anything to do with it I'm sure you did," Kurt said with a giggle. Blaine couldn't help but chuckle too because now that Kurt brought it up, it probably was Jeff's idea to go see the strippers.
"Yeah, we went to a bar slash strip club thing. It was cool," Blaine says as he looks out at the very building he was talking about.
"Yeah, Rachel hired a stripper too. He wasn't very good though. I think he was new because he didn't know what he was doing," Kurt explained. Blaine was slightly unnerved that there was a stripper for his fiancé in his home but he feels better when Kurt tells him he wasn't that good. "How were your strippers?"
"They weren't anything special. The last guy wasn't bad though," Blaine tells him, blushing and is extremely grateful Kurt can't see him.
"Oh? I'll have to call the Warblers later to find out what 'wasn't bad' means," Kurt says with a giggle. Blaine prays he won't call them. Because then he'd probably find out about the private dance and then he'd wonder why Blaine didn't tell him. Blaine just chuckled nervously, not sure of how to respond to that.
"Well, I've got to head out to class baby. I'll see you tomorrow night. I love you," Kurt says.
"Okay, I love you too. Bye Kurt," Blaine says.
"Bye!" Kurt calls before hanging up. Blaine put his phone down and groaned. He knew he still loved Kurt. He couldn't hurt him. This was killing Blaine. He decided to stop thinking about it and turned the radio on. He found a good station and just relaxed, singing along to the radio. Before he knew it he it was five o'clock. He yawned and turned the radio off. He was still tired from Jeff bouncing him awake at nine in the morning. He picked up his phone and set the alarm for midnight. Then he climbed into the backseat and stretched himself out on the backseat. He grabbed his jacket from the back the passenger seat and balled it up and put it under his head to use as a pillow. He closed his eyes and soon he was fast asleep.
Blaine slammed open the door to Sebastian's dressing room to find him lying on his couch, shirtless and wearing basketball shorts. Sebastian stood up and smirked at Blaine. Blaine smirked right back at him. Sebastian opened his mouth to speak but Blaine pressed his mouth to Sebastian's kissing him passionately. Blaine pressed him up against the wall earning a moan from Sebastian. Blaine smirked into the kiss, happy to make Sebastian moan like that. Their tongues battled for dominance as Blaine struggled to keep the upper hand. Blaine began to grind his hips into Sebastian's, forcefully pushing his ass up against the wall. Sebastian moaned yet again and Blaine decided he would do anything as long as he kept making those noises. Sebastian surprised Blaine and stuck his hand down Blaine's pants and began massaging him through his boxers. Blaine moaned and threw his head back. Sebastian took advantage of that and began to kiss and suck on his neck. Blaine arched his back and ground his hips against Sebastian's hand. It felt to damn good. Blaine followed Sebastian's action and slipped his hand inside Sebastian's shorts and moaned when he found that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Sebastian smirked before pulling Blaine in for another searing kiss. Blaine wrapped his hand around Sebastian's length and began to stroke him. Sebastian snaked his hand into Blaine's boxers and began to stroke Blaine as well. Blaine moaned into the kiss, exploring Sebastian's mouth with his tongue. Blaine could feel himself coming closer and closer to the edge. He breaks away from the kiss to warn Sebastian.
"Sebastian...I-I'm gonna..."
*RING RING RING!*
Blaine jumped at the sound of his alarm. He quickly grabbed his phone to shut the annoying noise off. Blaine then relaxed, lying down again. Then he felt the familiar aching coming from in between his legs. He looked down and saw himself fully erect. He groaned and dropped his head back down to his jacket. He loved having these dreams but the aftermath was always a mess. He stuffed his keys and phone in his pocket before climbing out of the car, carrying the jacket he was using as a pillow in front of him to hide himself. Blaine was thankful it was dark so no one would see his little problem. He quickly walked into the bar and found the men's restroom. He went into one of the stalls, hung his jacket up on the hook and pulled his pants and boxers down. He took himself in his hands and starts pumping. Just then, two men walked into the restroom. Great, now Blaine had to keep quiet.
"Yeah, I agree Stallion is really good but the best has got to be Emerald!" one of the men said. Blaine picked his head up, eager to hear what the men had to say.
"Yes! Emerald is amazing. Those hips? Damn!" the other man said. And then Blaine was imagining those hips. Mmm...
"Right? And that ass? Oh fuck! Couldn't you just bend that over and grip his hair and oh..." the other man said. Blaine was picturing that now and felt himself coming closer and closer. He was so close.
"Baby, maybe we should get home?"
"Yeah...that sounds good," the other man says and then they're out the door. Blaine was just imagining that perfect ass and Sebastian prepping himself for Blaine. And oh that image is what got it done. Blaine came spilling all over his hand. He was thankful the men had left because there was a small moan that left his lips. Once he was done, he used some toilet paper to clean himself off and flushed it down. He fixes his pants and puts his jacket on. He walks over to the sink and frowns when he sees that his hair was a little bit disheveled due to falling asleep in the car. He washes his hands and then uses his wet hands to fix his hair. He smiles when he gets it back to the way he wants it. He looks at his watch. It's 12:30. He's got a half an hour. He walks out into the bar and looks around. He's not sure what to do until he hears the announcer make an announcement.
"And now, for his final performance of the evening, please welcome Emerald!"
Blaine smiles and walks into the club area. He takes a seat in the very back so he can be the first one out to greet Sebastian at the bar once it's over. Blaine looks around and notices some people who were there for the performance this afternoon. And even some from the night before... Wow, some of these guys must be real creeps and perverts. Blaine doesn't like the thought of Sebastian having to deal with them. He deserves to be treated like the gentleman he is. Blaine makes a mental note to tell him that. The lights dim and Blaine knows the routine by now. Right on cue, the spotlight shines down on him and Blaine smiles. There he is. Blaine can't help but smile whenever he looks at him. Emerald is wearing what may be the hottest thing Blaine has seen on him. It's a school boy outfit. It looks almost exactly like the Dalton uniform. Blaine groans when he sees it. He just looks so sexy. Now Blaine wishes Sebastian had gone to Dalton with him. Maybe he could've met him there and dated him. Blaine is entranced yet again as Emerald swings his hips to the beat. No singing this time, just dancing. Blaine watches the performance in awe of how this man can move. It would never cease to amaze him at how good Emerald was at his job. Making the guys want him. He had done an especially good job on Blaine. And Blaine might just explain away his feelings towards Sebastian by Sebastian just doing his job but no, Sebastian felt the same way. That's how he knew it was more than just a crush on a stripper. These were real feelings for a real man. Not some fantasy up on a stage. He was real to Blaine. Sebastian let himself be a real man to Blaine and Blaine couldn't thank him enough. The next thing Blaine knows, Emerald is in just his briefs. And it seems like just as soon as it started, the performance ended. But this meant Blaine was going to see him now so he bolted out of the club area and went to sit at the bar. Marty noticed someone sitting in the seat and was about to ask him if he would like anything but then he looked up and saw Blaine. He smirked, knowing this boy was here for Sebastian. He winked at him before turning to another customer. Blaine was looking all around for Sebastian when he heard a familiar, sexy voice.
"Hey there, killer."
Blaine turned around and smiled. There stood Sebastian. Dressed in street clothes. And it was way sexier than any costume he could've been wearing. He was wearing a simple, tight black t-shirt and light blue jeans that hugged him in all the right places. He wasn't wearing any makeup. Just all natural Sebastian. He looked absolutely perfect.
"Hey. You were great out there," Blaine tells him. Sebastian usually would've smirked and winked at someone when they told him that but it meant so much more coming from Blaine. Sebastian smiles at him.
"Thank you, Blaine. Should we go?" he asks.
"Yeah, let's go," Blaine says, walking with Sebastian towards the door.
"Hey man, you looked so great out there!" a man stopped Sebastian along the way. He was very nice and polite to the man but kept walking with Blaine.
"Hey sexy! You should swing by my place sometime!" another man called at him. Blaine felt the rage building up inside of him. Can they stop treating him like this?
"Mmm, hey baby. Want me to show you a good time?" another man asks, almost pushing Blaine out of the way. Blaine had had it. So had Sebastian. Can't they see that he's with a guy? If he was alone, fine, Sebastian thought, they could drool over him and say these things but not now. Not while he's with Blaine. At almost the same exact time, they reached for the other's hand. They smiled wide at each other when they saw each other going to do the same thing. They held hands and immediately guys shut up and got out of the way. They walked outside, hand in hand. Sebastian led Blaine over to his car.
"Thanks for holding my hand," Sebastian says, not letting go of Blaine.
"Of course. Those guys were annoying me," Blaine says, not letting go either. Sebastian smiles gratefully at him.
"Well, the only place that's open at this time is a diner around the corner. Wanna go there?" Sebastian asks. Blaine nods.
"Yeah, that sounds great," Blaine answers.
"Great, so you wanna follow me there?" Sebastian asks him, playing with their intertwined fingers. Blaine smiles down at their hands.
"Yeah, okay," he says. Sebastian smiles and kisses Blaine's cheek before letting his hand go and getting into the car. Blaine smiles and walks over to his car, getting in as well. Blaine pulls out and follows Sebastian down the road to the diner.
Neither Blaine nor Sebastian was sure what to call the emotion they were feeling right now. But they knew they liked it.
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