A Wonderful Caricature of Intimacy
Chapter 6: Lovers Spit
a/n: sorry ive been gone, making up for it with this chapter, enjoy the smut ya'll.
Blaine felt like he was cloud nine, surrounded but nothing but soft cushion and warmth and the smell of lavender in the air. He crack his eyes open to see he wasn't in his bed, when he remembered that was just it, Fauvette had held him the whole night until he was asleep. Yet the dancer was nowhere in sight.
Blaine didn't know whether to smile at the closeness him and Fauvette shared or be ashamed at the comfort he needed like a five year old. He was taken away from his thoughts when he heard a faint humming from somewhere in the apartment, making him sit up and threw off the covers.
That's when he noticed he was down to his boxers; he looked around the small bedroom area seeing his clothes from last night anywhere. He picked the bed sheet back up and wrapped it around his waist before walking across the apartment to find Fauvette in the kitchenette.
He was only in a blue silk kimono robe with a cigarette dangling between his lips as he hunched over the stove scrambling eggs. Something about the image before him was so adorable, endearing…dangerous.
His presence was recognized before he could admire Fauvette anymore, when the man himself turned around with spatula in hand and a soft smile.
"Good morning." The dancer greeted softly, plucking the cigarette from between his dusky pink lips to exhale a small cloud of smoke.
"Sorry, I rarely smoke, I'm fully aware it's bad for you." Fauvette laughed innocently as he put out the cigarette in the ashtray by the stove.
"Uhm..my clothes.." Blaine started of softly, unsure what else to possibly to say.
"Oh I took them off to be closer, I thought you might need that.." Fauvette said softly before turning back to the eggs shyly, "being close to someone." He finished quietly.
"I-I did." Blaine admitted his grip relaxing around the grip of the bed sheet. "I just didn't want to be walking around your place half naked." He excused.
"Oh well personally I don't mind." Fauvette smiled over his shoulder. "But if you prefer it, they should be dry in a few minutes." He said as he scooped the eggs from the pan onto two plates.
"I know I shouldn't have assumed you want to stay for breakfast, but I thought you might be a bit tuckered out from last night." He smiled warmly as he walked past Blaine to the living room with the plates in hand, setting them down on his coffee table.
"No I am thank you." Blaine said shyly and followed behind him, settling down on the floor, sitting Indian style on the side of the table.
"Oh coffee!" Fauvette said suddenly and slid a plate of eggs over to Blaine quickly before rushing back to the kitchen.
Blaine smiled a little at the man's hospitality even though last night he broke down in his arms. He picked up his fork and stabbed at his plate of eggs before putting some in his mouth and chewing, they were delicious.
Fauvette returned with two mugs in one hand and a small carton with sugar packets in the other. He set them down on the table and settled next to Blaine, making his neck heat up a bit.
They ate for a few moments in silence before Blaine decided to speak up.
"So are you originally from Columbus?" He didn't know what else to ask, but went with it, looking at the dancer softly as he sipped at his coffee.
"No." Fauvette answered with a small sigh, "I'm originally from Lima but I moved here after I graduated."
"How old are you?" Blaine asked.
"I turn twenty three in May." The dancer answered and looked back at Blaine, "What about you?"
"Originally from Westerville, I just turned twenty two." Blaine answered shyly, looking into Fauvettes glistening, curious eyes.
"Yet I never stumbled into you until now." Fauvette said with a small laugh.
"Do you mind if I ask, how you…started uh.." Blaine attempted to ask but was cut off.
"Stripping?" Fauvette filled in; Blaine only nodded and rested down his fork to listen.
"Being a busboy didn't pay the bills and I had no extra for my savings account. This job pays well and the attention isn't so bad either. I got a job and a place to live all at once, nothing could beat it." He explained softly, toying with his fingers in his lap.
"But you're so…" Blaine attempted to start.
"Young, innocent, skinny?" Fauvette huffed out bitterly, crossing his arms over his chest defensively.
"Beautiful." Blaine blurted out, making the angelic man look back up at him in surprise.
Was he naïve? Having more than lust for a male stripper? Feeling some kind of empathy for Fauvette, for seeing past the boy shorts and body glitter? God, Blaine truly wish Cherie was here to help him.
They were silent for a few beats as if frozen, their eyes never losing connection, until Fauvette slowly moved closer to Blaine. Resting his warm hand at the center of Blaine's chest to keep balance the dancer pressed their lips together.
Magnified by the small tension, this kiss was so different then the other one they shared, it was pure spark.
Blaine brought his hand up to rest at the small of Fauvettes back as the slender dancer through his leg over the other side of Blaine's lap. Blaine kissed back slowly, as his other hand let go of the nervous grip of the bed sheet and fell into place at Fauvettes hip.
Fauvette let out a small hum letting Blaine know he felt as good as him while they kissed. Blaine took a chance and licked over Fauvettes bottom lip, apparently the key to making him lose control. Immediately the angelic man deepened the kiss, turning it to a simple but beautiful touch of the lips into a battle of dominance. Clashing of tongues and lips, Blaine felt heat rising in his chest as he kept kissing Fauvette, letting his arms slide completely wrap around the man's slips waist to pull him close.
Fauvette suddenly pulled away, causing Blaine to open his eyes only to find the man in his lap smirking at him. Then he realized why, he was hard, and Fauvettte's ass was over his crotch.
The dancer swerved his hips a little making Blaine groan and grip a little tighter around the man's waist. An expression of satisfaction on Fauvettes face as he watched Blaine react.
"We should move to my bed." Fauvette said in a sultry tone, Blaine barley pulled out of the cloudiness of arousal in his brain to hear before nodding.
The blue eyed man smirked at stood up from Blaine's lap, making his arms fall from his waist, until he reached for his hand and pulled him up to stand. The sheet was abandoned at the floor and Blaine's arousal was truly prominent now that he was down to his boxers.
With a boyish laugh Fauvette pulled him towards the bedroom before pushing him lightly down on the edge of the bed to sit. Blaine watched as he settled in front of him, playing with the silk tie of his robe with a teasing smile.
Only with a gentle tug the tie came undone and the robe fell open slightly in the front, the familiar expanse of Fauvettes chest exposed and his own erection visible making Blaine gulp. The thing was, Fauvettes wasn't wearing underwear with made the image before Blaine so much more impacting.
As if reading Blaine' mind Fauvette shoulders the kimono robe off letting it drop to the floor before he straddled Blaine's lap again. Blaine whimpered, feeling the tip of Fauvettes cock bump against his stomach. Immediately Blaine reached between them to grip the base of the dancer cock only to make him admit a wanton moan that was music to Blaine's ears.
Fauvette started to grind his ass down on Blaine's cock through his boxer briefs as Blaine pulled together all of his self control to start stroking him slowly.
"Mmm Blaine." Fauvette breathed out as he wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck, leaning forward and kissed the side of Blaine's jaw. Blaine only hummed in response as he continued to jerk the lithe man off, biting his lips from the sensation shooting through his cock as Fauvette grinded down on him.
Blaine missed this, the weight and warmth of a cock in his hand, the firmness of a man against him. He quickly took his hand away to spit into his palm before returning it to Fauvettes cock, his strokes more slick and fast.
"Oh Fuck." Fauvette suddenly moaned and gripped Blaine's shoulders and grinded down particularly hard over Blaine's dick.
"Shit, you're so perfect." Blaine breathed out, "Wanna see you cum." He groaned and flicking his wrist now as he stroked Fauvette.
"Yes, yes…" Fauvette whined as he through his head back, his hips twitching with each stroke as Blaine stroked him closer to orgasm. Blaine took the opportunity to lean forward and nip and suck at Fauvettes long, elegant neck, the salty skin puling under his teeth and tongue.
The small whimpers and curses under Fauvettes breathe was so sexy to Blaine, as if he was shy to let himself go. Blaine was close, with ever movement of Fauvettes ass over his groin and ever little moan spilling from his lips he drew closer.
"I-I'm close fuck." Fauvette moaned biting his lip and pressing his forehead against Blaine's, their eyes connecting.
"God, m-me too, let go, its okay." Blaine urged as he looked into the dancers lust blown pupils with a ring of stormy gray around it.
A final moan, a final stroke, and a final swivel and both of the men were gone. Fauvette was saying Blaine's name like a prayer as he spilled his cum over Blaine's fist. Blaine groaning with his fingertips digging into Fauvettes back to hold him steady came in his underwear with Fauvettes ass resting over his groin.
Blaine felt like he had seen heaven, the blissful aftershocks of their orgasms and their passionate eye contact magnified everything for them. Fauvettes breathing slowed and he wet his lips before pressing his lips to Blaine's ever so gently, every inch of their bodies feeling as if full of static.
"I'll get us something to clean up." Fauvette whispered softly to Blaine as he pulled away, slowly slipping from his lap with a small smile and walking into his bathroom.
Blaine definitely watched his bare ass sway with each step before falling back on the back, completely spent and in bliss. He ran his clean hand through his curls before reaching for the waist band of his boxers to pull them off, as his cum began to feel a bit gross against him.
That's when Fauvette returned stopping for a second to look over Blaine before biting his lip and sitting on the side edge of the bed. Blaine watched as he dragged the damp rag over each of his fingers gently, ridding them of the sign of how Blaine made him let go.
Once he was done, Fauvette placed the rag on his night stand before pulling out his drawer and pulling out a carton of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Do you mind?" The angelic man asked Blaine's softly, a few strands of hair falling over his forehead.
"No." Blaine shook his head softly and settled up on his shoulders as Fauvette crawled up to the headboard to sit against it and stretch his legs out. He pulled a cigarette from the box and placed it between his lips, looking at Blaine before lighting it.
Blaine bit his lip and sat up and followed after Fauvette taking place next to him against the headboard and crossing his legs. He felt they were a bit past being ashamed of seeing each other naked. He watched as Fauvette inhaled the tobacco and paper of the cigarette turning into ash before he pulled it away from his lips and exhaled the smoke. It was interesting, how one moment he was so boyish and the next he was a grown man that Blaine wanted to ravish.
"Do you mind if I ask you something?" Fauvette turned his head to Blaine as his cigarette dangled daintily between his fingers.
"No." Blaine said with a small shrug.
"What made you upset last night?" Fauvette asked quietly before taking the cigarette to his lips again, inhaling then exhaling, Blaine gulped nervously.
"Bad memories." He answered vaguely, "I'll tell you more when…if I get to know you better." He said softly, hoping not to upset or offend the dancer. But Fauvette only nodded before inhaling from cigarette again and noticed Blaine watching him. On exhale he held the cigarette out to Blaine, hesitantly Blaine's took it and put it between his lips.
One inhale and he felt the heat of the smoke going into his lungs, pulling the cigarette away he held it in before breathing out.
"I haven't smoke since this one time in high school." He admitted as he handed the cigarette back to Fauvette as he chuckled at him.
"It's kind of relaxing." Fauvette shrugged with a small smile, Blaine smiled back and let his head fall back against the headboard as he felt the nicotine making him feel a bit lightheaded.
"What's your real name?" Blaine asked cloudily as he looked back over to Fauvette.
The dancer smiled at him as he let the smoke out his nose, which was adorable in a way, making Blaine smile a little.
"I'll tell you when I get to know you better." Fauvette replied softly and flicked the ashes off his cigarette over at the side of the bed. "And as much as I would love to do that today, have to man the bar today and put on a show tonight." He said with a small pout.
Blaine only reached and cupped his face and kissed him softly, tasting the tobacco on his tongue.
"I could come back tonight, watch you dance, and then we can do this again maybe?" He whispered hopefully to the dancer as he pulled away.
Fauvette smiled and nodded, "Okay." He whispered back, "I'll get you your clothes." He said before sitting up from the bed and heading out of the bedroom.
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Fauvette let Blaine get dressed as he took a shower and also lent him a pair of sparkly briefs. Blaine smiled as he zipped up his pants, hiding away the red bejeweled underwear before pulling on his shirt. Just as he began doing the buttons Fauvette walked in wearing only jeans with his hair down perfectly. He smiled at Blaine and walked up to him, gently pushing his hands away to do up the rest of his shirt buttons before leaning in to kiss him chastely.
"This morning was amazing, and I can't wait to see you tonight." The dancer said softly to him making him smile.
"Neither can I." Blaine grinned and dragged his hand over Fauvettes bare side, and felt him shiver under his palm.
They said 'goodbye' before Blaine finally left, walking through the back door of the bar and to his car. Blaine checked the time on his phone, Gwen was going to be pissed, but it was worth it.
Once again I'm late and im so, so sorry for that. So much has been going on you guys wouldn't believe. Im going to try and at least get a new chapter up every weekend, this kind of ended a bit odd but I wanted to get it to you as soon as possible. Please let me know what you think? Whats in the future for Fauvette and Blaine? What was both of their pasts like? All shall be answered soon! Please review!