@темы: Darren Criss, Хи хи

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Классно, да?)))

@темы: photo, _Charlotte_Grace_Prinze

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ВесЁлый Гот, с днём рождения!!!

Сорри, подарочек не очень продуман, забежала в дайрики с компа буквально на чуть-чуть)))

@темы: Glee, Пч, Праздники, photo

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вот сериалы, которые я смотрю. только к меня проблемы, я уже начинаю путаться. какой сериал в какой день выходит?
однажды в сказке 2 - 2,3 воскресенье
как я встретил вашу маму 8 - 3,4
теория большого взрыва 5 - 2,3
американская история ужасов 2 - 1
ходячие мертвецы 2- 1 воскресенье
грань 5 - 3
гли 4 - 4 четверг
кости 8 - 4

@темы: Сериальное

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ой, я ща ржал. я только что осознала, что уже есть такая папа как Себастьян/Блейн, только в другом фандоме. Жестокие игры. Себастьян Вальмон и Блейн Татл, который там, кстати, гей. А Себастьян умирает.
Правда в этом фандоме я шипперю Кэтрин/Себастьян.

@темы: Glee, _Sarah_Michelle_Gellar, Darren Criss, Кино

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http://www.mediafire.com/view/?777in4bt81hhxc4

@темы: Ссылки

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08.10.2012 в 16:04

Пишет  Naisica:

Ыыыыы

08.10.2012 в 13:00

Пишет  Diary best:

Пишет  *Незабудка*:

Amy (при поддержке Disney)
Эми работает на Дисней и днём честно трудится на пользу замороженного дяди. А по ночам развлекается забавными рисунками и пинапами на ту же тему.

Оружие на стол!

— Ууу, она победила!

Ещё 13

— Девушки!.. Я подозреваю, что среди нас есть самозванка!
— Ух! Интересно, кто бы это мог быть?

Под юбками.

— Вы же знаете, девушки любят некоторую живость в походке.


— Уже сорок минут...
— Ариэль!!! Волшебные волосы тоже нужно мыть!


— Я смотрю, Мерида въехала к нам.

Старые привычки умирают тяжело.

— Не мог бы кто-нибудь мне объяснить, почему в ванной опять куча столовых приборов?


— Чтоооо?..


— О, дорогая, только не яблочный...


— Что значит "би-но-ку-ляр-ный"?..
— Не имею представления.


— Гляньте! Удобные!!!

Летняя стрижка



— Но джамбалайю нельзя приготовить без морепродуктов!!


— Туфли, девушки! Слышали о них?!
— Проблемы Старого Света, солнышко...



Сайт художницы

Не свое | Не Бест? Пришли лучше!

@темы: Картинки

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тоже прошла этот тест. как я и думала.
Rank Character
1 Blaine Anderson
2 Sebastian Smythe
3 Rachel Berry
3 Noah Puckerman
5 Emma Pillsbury
6 Mike Chang
7 Sam Evans
8 Joe Hart
9 Brody Weston
10 Artie Abrams
10 Will Schuester
10 Sue Sylvester
10 Santana Lopez
14 Brittany Pierce
15 Jesse St James
15 Sugar Motta
15 Jake Puckerman
15 Wade/Unique Adams
15 Dave Karofsky
20 Finn Hudson
20 Quinn Fabray
20 Kurt Hummel
20 Mercedes Jones
20 Tina Cohen-Chang
20 Rory Flanagan
20 Lauren Zizes
20 Jacob Ben Israel
20 Cassandra July
20 Isabelle Wright
20 Burt Hummel
20 Harmony
32 Marley Rose
32 April Rhodes
32 Shelby Corcoran

@темы: Glee

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Однолюбы

С удовольствием смотрю этот сериал с бабулей. На первом.
Кстати, тут по воскресеньям будут показывать Элементарно.

@темы: Сериальное

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Caprica 1 season

Я это наконец сделала. Хотя все это конечно печально. Я хочу второй сезон. Но финал все равно был классный. А еще у меня в плеере играет - гуд найт, свит гёрл.
Ненавижу Кларису. Долбанутая баба. Сайлоны на стадионе радовали не передать как.
О, теперь Даррен свою диснеевскую песню исполняет. Какой же он няшка. Как можно быть таким?

@темы: Сериальное

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Glee 4x04 Расставание

...или меня крупно наебали. Где Блейн расстался с Куртом? Мне уже даже совсем похрен, что он ему изменил.
Зато, когда Рейчел с Финном расставалась, я даже прослезилась. Сантана с Бритт.
Снято было супер. Номера супер. Даррен великолепен. аняня. А как он тинейдж дрим исполнил. На выдохе его слушала. И номер лучше слушать непосредственно в серии, а не отдельно.

@темы: Glee, Darren Criss

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Once Upon a Time 02x01

Ну, это было не так мучительно, как я боялась. Хотя, все же, существование того ира меня разочаровывает.
Интернета у меня все еще нет. Серию скачивала телефоне, полка шла из корпуса на остановку.
теперь я буду скидывать в телефон сериалы и смотреть их в перерыве. мвахаха. можно ходить скачивать туда, где есть вайфай.

@темы: Сериальное

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Shuta06, приветствую!

Привет-привет, брат по разуму)))

@темы: Glee, Darren Criss, Art

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Once Upon a Time 1 season

Это просто невероятно. Надо было начинать смотреть еще в прошлом году.
Шляпник, Белль и Румпель с сыном. И Пиноккио. Генри и Грэм. Ах, и Красная шапочка. Как я могла про неё забыть?
А особенно Шляпник. Он великолепен.
Я так не хочу, чтобы он был плохим. Я пока на двадцатой серии.
А еще меня посещали пугающие мысли - Шляпник и Белль. Скажите я слетаю с катушек, а?)

@темы: Сериальное

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не в обзоры

This is weird, right?”


Blaine’s question hung in the air between them, though Sebastian just raised an eyebrow at him in lieu of answering.


“Yep, it’s weird,” Blaine decided, nodding to himself and continuing his pacing back and forth across the carpet at the foot of the bed.


“Look Blaine, if you don’t want to do this-“


“No, I do! It’s just...”


“Weird?” Sebastian finished for him, shooting him a wry smile.


Blaine couldn’t help but smile back, and finally stopped his pacing to sink down next to Sebastian on the bed.


“It’s not that I don’t want to do this with you, really. But…I don’t know,” Blaine trailed off helplessly. He rubbed his palms across his face in frustration, not sure how to explain to Sebastian exactly what it was he was feeling.


“I get it,” Seb said, voice understanding if a little amused, “You’ve never been with anyone but Kurt, and now he’s left for the night just so that you can sleep with someone else, so that we can sleep together. I can understand why you’d feel weird.”


Blaine dropped his hands into his lap and looked at Seb questioningly. “Why don’t you feel more weird about this?”


Seb shrugged, scooting back across the mattress so that he could fully recline against the pillows. He crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and looking at the ceiling in contemplation. “I guess because I’m not the one opening up an established relationship. You and Kurt have been together a long time, you’ve been exclusive for a long time. I don’t have any of that history weighing on me. All I know is that I want this, and I trust you and Kurt to not say you were okay with it if you really weren’t. ”


He tilted his chin down to smirk at Blaine again. “Plus I’ve fucked a lot of people before, which helps. Kinda got over the performance anxiety thing a long time ago.”


“I don’t have performance anxiety!” Blaine squawked, face turning slowly red underneath his normally olive complexion.


“Sure B. Course not.”


Even though Sebastian’s tone was a tiny bit mocking, the nickname and the general fondness with which he said it helped to set Blaine more at ease. He felt some of the tension leave his shoulders, and tentatively turned to sit more fully on the bed instead of perching on the edge like a bird about to take flight.


“I don’t,” he repeated, still unable to quite meet Sebastian’s eye, “But if I did you couldn’t really blame me could you? I mean, for all I know I just lucked out with Kurt, maybe I’m only ever going to know how to be good with him and with anyone else I’m just going to completely suck.”


“Sucking isn’t necessarily a bad thing, B,” Sebastian smirked. Blaine’s blush darkened. The both sat quietly for a minute or two, Blaine thinking and Sebastian trying to give him the space to do just that.


“I just don’t want to mess everything up before it even has a chance to start, you know?” Blaine finally admitted quietly.


“Blaine,” Sebastian began, before settling for reaching out to grab Blaine’s arm and tug him gently up the bed until they were lying side by side. He didn’t have a lot of experience with all this emotional stuff, wasn’t sure exactly what he was supposed to say to reassure Blaine, but figured if this whole thing was going to work he needed to try.


“You aren’t going to screw anything up,” he murmured, letting one of his hands stroke gently through Blaine’s hair and down his neck, coming to rest firmly against his back, holding him close.


“How do you know?” Blaine whispered back. “What if we realize we don’t have any, I don’t know, chemistry or something once we actually have sex?”


“Not even possible. You and I have had chemistry since fucking high school. If anything I’d say we were overdue for this.”


“See, that’s what I’m afraid of!” Blaine said, voice going high and panicky again in a way Seb had not been expecting. “That you’ve just built up this idea of me you had when we were 17, and I’m never going to be able to live up to it.”


“Whoa, Blaine, calm down,” Seb tried to soothe, “that’s not what this is about.”


“It’s not?” Blaine questioned, looking so small and worried that Seb didn’t have the heart to even roll his eyes at the ridiculousness of the assumption.


“Of course it’s not. Sure, when we were 17 you were unfairly hot and I wanted you, and that’s not something I’ve forgotten. But I wouldn’t be getting into this whole bizarre relationship thing with you and Kurt just so that I could fuck someone I had a crush on four years ago. I’m doing this because despite all my best intentions I somehow managed to fall in love for the first time in my life. I’m doing this because what you and Kurt have, who you are now, and what you’re offering to let me be a part of? It’s fucking amazing, and frankly a little scary. I’m not going into this with overblown fantasies or expectations B. I’m going into this scared too, just maybe not about the same things you are.”


Blaine’s frown eased up into a gentle smile at that, and he looked adoringly at Sebastian for a few minutes, grounding himself in the reality of what they all were building together and reminding himself of all the reasons this crazy thing was going to work. Sebastian just held eye contact with him, letting his expression stay open, letting Blaine see that he meant what he was saying.


Eventually Blaine’s smile tilted wider and his eyes took on a teasing glint.


“So I was ‘unfairly hot’, huh?” he asked, finding that it was easier to be playful with Sebastian than he had expected.


“Definitely,” Sebastian grinned back, “it was the whole innocent school boy thing. Gets me every time.”


“Not so innocent,” Blaine replied, smile coy.


“Oh believe me, I am well aware of that now. Kurt may be many things, but humble he is not. He’s taken great pleasure in making sure I know just how satisfied you were in high school. Some of the stories he tells make me very disappointed we didn’t figure out this whole threesome thing back then.”


“It would never have worked back then,” Blaine said thoughtfully, thinking about what they had all been like back in those days. “I would have been way too worried about hurting someone’s feelings, and Kurt wouldn’t have felt secure enough to share. Plus you were kind of an asshole.”


“I can’t argue with that,” Sebastian conceded. While he didn’t exactly make apologies for the boy he used to be, he was definitely mature enough to acknowledge the behavior for what it was. He had been an asshole, and worse at times, back then. These days he was mostly just glad he had come to his senses eventually or he wouldn’t be getting to do this extraordinary, terrifying, wonderful thing he was doing with these boys now.


“But I am glad we’re doing it now,” Blaine added, and Sebastian realized that was what he had been waiting to hear. He had needed one final confirmation that Blaine was really as on board with the whole thing as he was.


“Me too.”


Without wasting any more time, Seb leaned in for a kiss.


It was soft at first, just barely there brushes of lips, but it still sent tingles of heat and awareness all throughout Blaine’s body. It was already so different than kissing Kurt, even if the mechanics were the same, the fleeting presses of Sebastian’s lips a gentle testing of the waters, where Kurt’s usually felt like a promise of what was to come. When Seb pressed in further, Blaine returned the kiss more eagerly, letting his fingers move up to tangle in the short hairs on Seb’s neck and tug gently.


Sebastian seemed to like that, if his groan of appreciation was any indication, so Blaine tugged again, smiling when it earned him the same reaction. Feeling bolder he let his tongue slip out, ghosting gently across Seb’s bottom lip before retreating. He let himself taste the other boy in little sips, slow slips of his tongue along a foreign mouth, reveling in the differences presented to him, and the thrill they shot down his spine. When Seb opened up under him, allowing him to slide their tongues together, Blaine didn’t even try to hold back his own moan. It was electric, new and exciting and so, so right.


They kissed languidly for a while, exploring each other and finding what seemed to work and what didn’t, losing themselves in a hazy cloud of desire as they lay almost chastely next to each other on the bed. It seemed to Blaine that they had all the time in the world (at least an entire night) so there was no need to rush things forward. Until suddenly there was.


There was something in the way their mouths twisted together in the last kiss the seemed to set all that hazy desire alight into a flame of need. The press of lips and tongues became more urgent, hands coming up to join the mix as they grappled closer, trying to fit every bit of themselves against each other. Soon even that wasn’t enough, and with a grunt of frustration Sebastian tore his mouth away briefly in order to turn and shift until he was hovering directly over Blaine on the bed.


“This okay?” he panted out roughly, moving back in to kiss again when Blaine gave a frantic nod of approval.


And it was okay, so okay. Blaine had always loved the feeling of being surrounded and covered by Kurt, and with Sebastian it was that and more. Seb was so much bigger than him, covered him completely, and it made him feel small and trapped in a way that thrilled him more than he would have expected. Something about being held in the cage of Sebastian’s body while his mouth was ravished; the way Seb was taking such great care not to crush him, was even trying to keep from pressing his erection into Blaine’s thigh despite how the tiny rocks of his hips betrayed how much he wanted to; it all made Blaine feel safe and cherished and loved, and he wanted more.


Impatient now, he used his own hands to tug at Seb’s hips, forcing the other boy down until his weight was fully pressing Blaine into the bed. Both boys groaned in unison as their cocks found friction against each other, the indisputable proof that this was a pursuit of mutual need and desire releasing the last of the hesitance from between them, until they were rocking together, everything heat and friction and movement and more.


Blaine realized dimly that they were both still fully clothed, and that this would be a problem soon if they didn’t stop. And while simply moving together to completion exactly as they were wasn’t unappealing in it’s own right, Blaine wasn’t too keen on Kurt making fun of them for coming in their pants when they had had the whole night to do so much more. And Blaine wanted more, so much.


“Clothes,” he managed to get out between kisses, “We should take off our clothes. Now.”


Sebastian chuckled, and nipped gently at his mouth before pulling away. “One of the first sensible things you’ve said all night B.”


Blaine stuck his tongue out, but any words of retaliation dried up in his throat when Sebastian stood up and began shucking his clothing.


The first thing to go was the shirt, and Blaine wasn’t sure what he had been expecting but he was pretty sure it wasn’t a stomach and set of abs that could have rivaled Mike Chang’s. It made sense, he decided in the tiny part of his brain that wasn’t just salivating and dumbly trying to take it all in, because they were both dancers, but still. He and Kurt had spent many an afternoon in high school lamenting the fact that not only was Mike straight but also woefully committed to Tina, so they would never have the chance to try and trick him into a threesome of some sort. The fantasy had mostly been one they played at just to turn each other on, but it seemed playful or not they had gotten their wish in some form at least, even if a few years late.


Sebastian was already smirking at him, while moving to work at the button of his jeans. “Like what you see?” he asked as he shimmied out of them and his underwear, leaving him fully nude and on display for Blaine.


Blaine couldn’t quite get his tongue to work fast enough to answer, caught up as he was in trying to process everything. It wasn’t just that Seb was gorgeous, or that Blaine was seeing someone besides Kurt fully naked in person for the first time. It was the confidence with which Sebastian stood there for his inspection, as if not only did he expect Blaine to enjoy the view but that he was enjoying being on display. It was something that a few years ago might have looked like arrogance, but now was just a confidence and self-assuredness that Blaine envied.


“Your turn,” Seb prompted, when it seemed that Blaine might just be content to sit and stare for the rest of the night. He smiled when Blaine started and blushed, watching with rapt attention when the other boy climbed from the bed and began to nervously fumble with his clothing. Sebastian took pity on him after a moment and moved in to help.


“Here, let me,” he murmured into Blaine’s ear, the hot puff of his breath tickling over the shell and causing the boy to shiver.


Blaine let his hands fall away, and Sebastian began to nimbly undo the top buttons of Blaine’s shirt before pulling it up and over his head. Blaine brought his arms up automatically to cross over his chest, suddenly shy again, but Seb was having none of it.


“Hey, no. Let me see you,” he pleaded, pulling carefully at Blaine’s arms until they dropped to his side. “Gorgeous,” he said immediately, giving him a quick once over before ducking in to kiss him. He figured there would be plenty of time to truly appreciate all that toned and tanned skin and muscle later, when Blaine wasn’t so nervous. If Sebastian had any say in it Blaine would be very relaxed before the night was over.


Seb didn’t break the kiss even as he reached down to undo Blaine’s pants, lowering the zipper slowly and giving Blaine a chance to get used to each new step. Loosened, the pants fell from narrow hips to pool around Blaine’s feet on the floor, leaving him clad in only dark blue boxer briefs. Sebastian could feel the other boy tensing slightly at the exposure and so didn’t press his luck just yet in trying to remove them.


Instead he kept kissing Blaine, pulling him in close so that they were pressed chest to chest and making sure Blaine heard the appreciative hiss he made as their skin came into contact. Blaine let out a little needy mewl of his own, his arms finally lifting from where they had been hanging stiffly at his sides to wrap around Sebastian’s waist, grappling along the muscles of his back for morecloserplease.


Spurred on by the contact, Seb gave his own hands greater license to roam, letting them drift along the sharply defined planes of Blaine’s back and shoulders, before drifting down to rest lightly against his ass. It took all of his will power to not do more, every nerve in his body wanting to grab on to that deliciously rounded muscle and squeeze in a way he had been aching to do since he was 17 years old. His patience was rewarded when after a few more minutes of intense kissing Blaine pushed subtly back into the touch, looking for more.


Sebastian complied almost immediately, tightening his grip and pulling Blaine forward so that his cloth covered erection ground up against where Seb’s own naked cock was already dripping with pre-come. Blaine moaned at that, rocking forward before pushing back again as if unsure what he wanted more, the feeling of hands pressing into his backside or friction for his cock to rub against. Sebastian didn’t make him choose, pulling him in tighter and rutting into the smaller boy while massaging at the globes of his ass more firmly.


Emboldened by Blaine’s gasps of ‘more, more, more’, Sebastian slipped a hand inside the back of his briefs to palm over hot flesh instead.


“God, Blaine, you’re perfect,” he mumbled, mouthing frantically across Blaine’s cheek and down his neck, pausing to tongue at the dip of his shoulder and sneak a peek over it at the exquisite ass he was currently holding.


Blaine responded to the praise by rocking even harder up into Seb’s body, and just like that all his hard won patience was gone. With another groan of approval, Seb lifted Blaine, hands still cupping his bottom, and forcing the other boy to grab onto him with arms and legs to keep from falling. In one swift move he was turning toward the bed and then tossing Blaine onto it, watching with amusement that did nothing to tamper his lust as the smaller boy landed with a bounce, spread out and flushed against dark sheets of some ridiculously high thread count.


All thoughts of thread count flew from Sebastian’s mind as Blaine shyly but urgently began to tug his boxers down, tossing them to the side so that he was finally, fully, gloriously naked and laid out for Seb to see.


“Gorgeous,” Sebastian repeated, and allowed his eyes a few moments to roam and appreciate, taking in Blaine’s compact body, tight muscles and hard planes making a picture better than even his wildest masturbatory fantasies from high school had ever been able to imagine. Dark hair was sprinkled across his body, lightly covering his legs and chest, with a slightly denser trail leading down from his belly button to a neatly trimmed nest of hair surrounding what was truly a beautiful cock. It was hard, flushed a dark red, with prominent veins standing out against its rigidity. Sebastian could just see the shining bead of moisture at the tip, making his mouth salivate.


Only when Blaine began to squirm a bit under the scrutiny did Sebastian give up his admiring and move in to lie alongside Blaine on the bed. What he wanted was to dive on top of the other boy and move against him until they came, but he was trying to do this right and it was clear Blaine was still a little nervous. That didn’t stop him from pressing in close, however, delighting in the feeling of Blaine’s heated skin pressing against his own all along his side. He kissed Blaine’s shoulder, got distracted for a moment tracing a line of muscle with tongue and teeth, before pulling back and asking, “So how do you want to do this?”


“Wh-what?” Blaine stuttered, eyes lust blown and a little confused. “What do you mean?”


“D’you want to do the fucking or should I?” Sebastian clarified, letting his mouth get distracted by that line of muscle again.


“Oh!” Blaine sputtered, still sounding surprised, “I, uh, I thought Kurt would’ve told you-“


“I know what Kurt told me,” Seb cut him off, forcing himself away from where he had begun worrying a hickey right above one of Blaine’s nipples so that he could look at his face, “I want to know what you want. Just because you like to bottom with him doesn’t mean that’s what you want from me.”


“Oh,” Blaine said again, “You, uh, you wouldn’t mind either way?”


Sebastian shook his head. “I’m pretty much equal opportunity when it comes to sex,” he smirked back, hand running distractingly down Blaine’s side, skirting around where he most wanted to be touched.


“Oh.”


Blaine knew it had become almost a mantra but he couldn’t help it, he hadn’t been expecting to be asked, having known that Kurt would have told Sebastian his preferences because Kurt was so insistent that they need to communicate about everything if this was ever to work. He’d figured that would have been the end of it.


Despite the fact that he was feeling a bit self-conscious having to so blatantly discuss it (after all he and Kurt had both been brand new to it when they started, fumbling through different things until they found what they liked. He’d never had to actually tell someone he liked to bottom before) he found he actually rather liked that Sebastian had asked. It reminded him that Kurt had been right to insist that they have this night alone, and that as much as the relationship was about the three of them together it was also about discovering who they were as three unique pairings as well.


“So?” Sebastian prompted after he was quiet for a bit too long, “What do you want me to do?”


Blaine’s eyes skirted away from Seb’s face as another blush swept through him, but he steeled his nerves and forced himself to meet the intense green gaze when he answered.


“I want you to fuck me.”


Seb’s grin grew to nearly Chesire Cat proportions at that, and he leaned in quickly to get at Blaine’s mouth in a wet kiss. “That I can most definitely do.”


Then they were kissing again, only this time Seb had his body half draped over Blaine’s, and his hands were moving with more purpose. They teased down Blaine’s stomach and then long fingers were wrapping around his cock and Blaine moaned loudly, bucking up into the touch that he felt like he’d been waiting for forever.


His cock quickly came back to full attention, from where it had flagged a bit during their discussion, and it didn’t take long at all until Seb had him writhing on the bed. He could feel sweat breaking out across his body, the nearly too hot press of Seb above him and the scorching palm around him all lending toward the building need to come. Before he could really start to climb toward the precipice, though, Seb was pulling back and then climbing off of him completely.


Blaine let out a needy whine, hands grabbing uselessly at the air where Seb’s body had been a second ago, pleading for him to come back. Sebastian just chuckled, though his eyes were just as dark as Blaine’s.

“Give me a second, B, need to find the supplies.”


When Blaine’s brain cleared enough to process the request he nearly scrambled across the mattress to the bedside table, wrenching the drawer open and turning back with hands full of a variety of condoms and a large bottle of lube. The expression on his face was triumphant, and pulled another laugh from Sebastian.


“Don’t know if we’ll get a chance to use all of those tonight,” Sebastian said, eyeing the several strips of condoms that had to total at least ten rubbers in all humorously, “But we can certainly try.”


Blaine looked at the bounty in his hands and shoved most of the condoms back in the drawer hastily, cheeks red with embarrassment, before turning back with just one and the bottle of lube.


“No need to be embarrassed, killer,” Sebastian chuckled, crawling up the bed toward Blaine, “I like some eagerness in my lovers.”


He didn’t wait to see if Blaine would stop being tongue tied enough to retort, and instead paused in his crawl when he reached Blaine’s feet, leaning down to begin to plant kisses up one leg instead. This seemed sufficient distraction, because Blaine didn’t say anything at all. There was just a sharp inhale from above him, and then shaky breathing as he began to trail kisses back down and then up the other leg. When he got back up to the juncture of Blaine’s thighs he paused, letting his breath ghost out over Blaine’s cock and his fingers brush at the sensitive flesh on the insides of his thighs as he looked up at the other boy through his lashes.


Blaine looked positively wrecked. His face was flushed in a way that definitely had nothing to do with embarrassment, and sweat was beading tantalizingly along his hairline. His fists were clenched in the sheets below him and his entire body was straining as if simultaneously trying to buck up to get more of Seb’s touch and also hold back and just let Seb take.


“Can I blow you?” Sebastian asked, voiced coming out rough and rawer than he had expected.


Blaine’s eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a low moan, unable to keep his hips from twitching upward at the thought.


“Please,” he managed to say, voice strangled with need.


That was all the invitation Sebastian needed. Without much preamble he lowered his mouth down over Blaine, tonguing only briefly at the head before sinking lower, sucking in as much of the hard, hot flesh as he could take.


Blaine was moaning more desperately above him, hips twitching up in tiny little aborted thrusts like he just couldn’t help himself. It made Seb grin around the dick in his mouth, before diving back down to take Blaine in deeper.


After bobbing a few more times, Sebastian pulled off for a moment, leaving a hand behind to stroke over Blaine and keep him bucking up into the touch, to search for the lube where it had gotten tossed on the bedspread. He loved what they were doing, planned on doing much more of it soon, but knew his own limited patience and was well aware that after all this time he was going to want to be buried inside of Blaine sooner than later. This time foreplay would have to be short. (He was surprised by the warm thrill that filled his chest at the thought that there was going to be a ‘next time’ and many more times after that.)


When he had located the bottle he moved back, replacing his hand with his mouth once again, and began to suck once more even as he was popping the top of the lube and pouring some onto his fingers. He worked Blaine’s shaft expertly, tonguing just under the head and then down along the vein, varying his speed and pressure and cataloguing what Blaine seemed to like best using the sounds he pulled from him as a guide. Just as he sucked particularly hard right around the head, drawing a wail from the boy beneath him, he brought one wet finger up to circle Blaine’s hole briefly before pressing inside.


Almost immediately Blaine was bearing down on the intrusion, gasping in breaths and pleading brokenly.


“Oh god, Seb- Yes please, yes more! More more more.”


Sebastian wasn’t about to deny him. He worked his finger quickly in, drawing back out slowly and enjoying the hot tight drag of Blaine around him. If this is what it felt like around his finger, he could hardly wait to feel Blaine around his dick. A few more presses and Blaine was already begging for ‘Another, please, put in another one.” Adding a bit more lube to his hand, Seb pushed back in with two fingers, pulling his mouth from Blaine completely so that he could lean back and watch as they were swallowed up.


He pulled and twisted them until they were moving more easily inside Blaine’s body, then crooked them slightly to search for-


“Sebsebsebsebseb,” Blaine cried out brokenly, one long exhalation of his name repeated over and over again as Blaine thrashed against the sheets, pushing insistently back against Sebastian’s hand. The sight was so hot that Sebastian knew he didn’t have much time before his dick was going to insist that Blaine had been prepped enough and he needed to be inside immediately.


Hurrying now, Seb added a third finger. Blaine hardly even paused to adjust, rocking rapidly down and fucking himself on the digits, driving them up into him until his ass was flush against Sebastian’s palm. Seb watched mesmerized, letting Blaine ride his hand for a few minutes before snapping back to himself when his cock gave a hard throb. He pulled his hand away then, ignoring the whine of protest, and reached for the condom.


Where Blaine had been breathless with need before, caught up in the exquisite feeling of Sebastian’s long fingers inside of him, now that he was empty and watching Sebastian roll a condom down his rather impressive cock, his latent nerves were returning. He was really about to do this, have sex with someone who was not Kurt, lay himself bare in a way he so rarely let other people see him.


Before he could get too caught up in his own mind, Sebastian was moving back toward him though, eyes dark and appreciative. This was it.


Blaine started to turn over, thinking it might be easier for them both this way, a little less exposed perhaps, but a hand on his hip stopped him.


“No,” Sebastian said, and his voice was soft in a way Blaine hadn’t expected, “I mean, if it’s okay I’d like to do it this way.”


Blaine nodded, eyes wide as he took in Sebastian’s expression, still full of want but also open and a little hesitant.


“It’s just,” Sebastian continued, still looking a little unsure, “I need to know that you know it’s me doing this with you. I need to know neither one of us is pretending.”


And suddenly Blaine wasn’t nervous anymore. Realizing that Sebastian, despite his bravado, was really just as anxious as he was, that somehow Seb was still worried that Blaine might just be imaging Kurt inside of him instead of being fully in the moment, made it easier to let go of his own hang-ups.


“Of course,” he whispered, reaching a hand up to cup lovingly at Sebastian’s cheek. “No pretending, this is you and me.”


Sebastian’s face relaxed in relief, a hint of the smirk coming back, but Blaine didn’t give it a chance to form fully. He leaned up instead, capturing Sebastian’s lips in a kiss that was surprisingly tender for what they had just been doing. Never breaking the contact he drew Sebastian back with him, until the other boy was kneeling above him.


Seb pulled back to breathe in harshly, eyes intense and focused as he nudged Blaine’s thighs to get them to spread a bit wider. And then he was right there, the blunt head of his dick pressing against Blaine’s entrance, working past the stretched ring of muscle and inside. He kept looking right into Blaine’s eyes the whole time, pushing in slowly until he was fully sheathed. Only then did his eyelids flutter shut for a moment; that and his labored breathing the only indication of the riot of sensations and emotions coursing through his body.


Blaine was panting too, mouthing endearments against every bit of Seb’s skin he could reach, breath coming hot and quick as he adjusted to the wonderful fullness and the connection that came with it. After a minute or two of just feeling, he whispered “Move”.


Sebastian complied, pulling out almost completely before pushing back in more quickly this time. They both moaned at the movement, Blaine’s hips bucking up to get more of Seb inside of him, and then it was like a dam had broken and Sebastian began to fuck him in earnest.


The sound of skin on skin and the breathy moans and gasps torn from their lungs were the soundtrack to their motion. Blaine lost himself completely in the movement of Sebastian inside him and over him, clinging desperately to Seb’s shoulders, his legs coming up to wrap around the other boy’s waist, anchoring him in the floodtide of sensation.


Sebastian was murmuring a near constant string of syllables against his cheek, some nonsense, some words of love and praise and thankfulness that made Blaine’s heart ache wonderfully even as he felt the slow building of orgasm.


Before he could even think to do it himself, Seb was fitting a hand between them to wrap a tight fist around Blaine’s hardness, stroking in time with his thrusts, which were steadily growing more erratic.


“Fuck, Blaine you feel so good,” Sebastian muttered, hips stuttering violently off tempo for a moment before he regained control. “So tight around me, god, been wanting you forever, you’re perfect.”


With one last harsh slam forward Sebastian was coming, cursing as he rocked gently through it, ‘fucks’ interspersed with repetitions of ‘perfect, you’re perfect’. It was the words, along with the continued stroking along his cock that never let up even as Sebastian came, that pulled Blaine over his own precipice as well. He keened out Sebastian’s name as he came in hot spurts across his stomach and Seb’s hand, rocking his hips up into the fist around him and then back down onto where Seb was just beginning to soften inside of him.


Eventually they both came down from their highs, panting harshly against each other in a crush of sweaty naked limbs. After a minute Sebastian moved back, petting at Blaine’s thigh to soothe the wince as he pulled out before moving to toss the condom in the trash.


Instead of returning to Blaine’s side right away, he ducked into the bathroom for a minute, returning with a warm wet cloth that he used to wipe gently across Blaine’s stomach, thighs, and ass cleaning come, sweat and lube from his skin. The action was so tender and loving that Blaine felt himself tearing up uselessly, overwhelmed with emotion and gratitude. He had not known exactly what to expect out of sex with Sebastian, had maybe not expected quite as much care as the boy was clearly capable of giving. Feeling cheesy even in his own head, Blaine thought it rather moved him.


After tossing the cloth back into the bathroom, Seb returned to the bed crawling in next to Blaine almost hesitantly. He stopped about a foot away from the other boy, looking more unsure than he had all night. This was the part that he didn’t know how to do so well, the part that came after the coming.


Blaine reached out a hand, and when Seb took it in his without hesitation Blaine counted it as a good sign. Using their intertwined fingers as leverage he tugged Sebastian further into the bed until they were against each other once more. Blaine shifted a little then, moving to rest his head on Seb’s chest so he could hear his heartbeat, their hands clasped together and resting over the other boy’s stomach.


“Is this okay?” Blaine asked, “I like the contact, after. Kurt calls me a cuddle whore but I just like feeling close.”


“It’s fine,” Sebastian murmured, voice shaking only a little, “Um, is this…I mean, am I doing it right?”


Blaine fought back a smile, knowing it would be misinterpreted, and just snuggled in closer. “You’re doing perfect.”


It only took another minute before Sebastian’s frame relaxed completely, curling in closer to cradle Blaine’s body more completely.

They would sleep for a bit, waking up in the early morning hours for another round before passing out completely. Kurt would come home in the afternoon to find them still asleep, arms wrapped around each other. He would wake them with kisses, and tease them about sleeping the day away, but it wouldn’t take much more than a few more kisses and a bit of cajoling to get him to come join them. For now though, they both just lay quietly, absorbing the fact that this was real and it was wonderful.
Метки: fanfic, glee, hundersmythe verse, sebklaine, seblaine
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2012-02-19 07:14 (местное)

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Love Kay, happy birthday!

aww, солнышко, поздравляю!
Счастья, любви и всего-всего-всего

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Это Блейн до встречи Курта

@темы: Glee, Darren Criss

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Glee 04x03 Преображение

Этот взгляд Блейна. Я действительно хотела плакать. И Курт. Как только я начинаю думать, что я все же могу справиться с тем, что Блейн с ним, хотя бы на экране, то он открывает свой рот или делает еще что-нибудь, что убивает все на нет.

Птенчик
Не очень здоровая реакция, на такое убитой качество, не правда ли

Вау. Курт настоящая сука.
И вообще это смешно, хотя я повторила это уже раз сто, смотрю я это только ради Блейна. Остальной сюжет проходит мимо меня.
И рада, что Сэм и Блейн стали дружить. Сэм милый, блондин, у него хороший голос и он хороший друг. Такой же единорог как Бритт, но его не хочется ударить.
И мне действительно понравился термин про единорога. И Курт не единорог. Единственный раз когда он мне нравился, это первый сезон, когда он играл в футбол немного.
И я, наверное, удалю все серии без Блейна.
И я хочу появления Гранта Гастина. Себастьян, ты где? Могу сказать с уверенностью, что у меня есть вкус и слух, потому что мне понравились Даррен и Грант, которые действительно хороши и оба выступали на Бродвее.

Блейн все же прекрасен.

Жаль, что вырезали сцену с зомбарями(

И клуб супергероев. боже, Блейн абсолютно чудесен.

И, господи, вы только посмотрите на Гранта. Он прекрасен. Я стала себлейнером

Он просто аняняша.

И Блен наконец снимет бабочку)))

запись создана: 28.09.2012 в 22:01

@темы: Glee, Darren Criss

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Это просто слишком прекрасно

@темы: Glee, Darren Criss

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оукей, мне надо спать идти. четыре пары, бля.

@темы: Darren Criss