Blaine Anderson

subjaceanderson-deactivated2015

My cast comes off tomorrow.

Finally.

That’s great, Blainey.

Yeah... I'll finally get to see how bad the burns scarred.

#c; Jace #mobile

My cast comes off tomorrow.

Finally.

#nbastarter

Para || Worthless || Blamon

Damon retreats from the kiss momentarily to look Blaine over. He's essentially checking him out. Damon glances over at his bedroom door. "Get in there, Cupcake. Now." He says as he nods towards his room. But before he lets Blaine move away, he brings him into another kiss, hands running up and down Blaine's arms and across his chest. When finally finds the will to stop, he pulls back and smiles.

#p; Damon #//probably good to end here?#//I gotta go pretty quick anyway #//getting a new bed today woot woot

Blaine feels his stomach do a flip flop type thing at that particular order. Not a bad one, just... excited, slightly nervous, but nothing detrmental. The following kiss is better than any they've shared before, and when Damon finally pulls away, Blaine grins. "Yes, Sir."

Damon’s blood ran hot. He hadn’t really seen this side of Blaine before. But he definitely liked it. “It’s not, is it? You’re quite the tease, you know that?” Damon grabbed Blaine’s wrists and held them each with his thumb and forefinger. “You know what I like about you? Your eyes. I could get lost in them for hours.” Damon pulls Blaine close for a quick kiss…

#p; Damon #//gah sorry i know i's shitty #//words and things

Blaine can feel his cheeks heating up at the compliment, but he forgets about it as Damon's lips connect with his own. He hums softly, blinking several times as he looks at Damon, almost as if teasing him based on the compliment he just received. Teasing seems to be a hidden talent Blaine ever knew about... how bout that.

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The feeling of Blaine's hands along Damon's body send a shiver rolling up his spine. He revels in the strong connection between them. Wanting Blaine with every fibre of his being. Damon's hands rest at Blaine's waist, his thumbs gently massaging small circles. Damon bites his lip. "You've got some pretty fucking good intuition, Blaine." Although Damon knew that Blaine was new to most of this-Blaine was showing that he understood what Damon wanted. Impressive.

Blaine just chuckles, "It's not exactly that difficult to figure it out, hon." He teases, looking directly into Damon's dilated pupils. It's pretty clear, and even Blaine knows what certain little signs mean. It's probably a bit ironic that he was initially taught this stuff to recognize when a dom is aroused and to be able to protect himself in the event of unwanted advances. But this is definitely not unwanted.

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Damon smiles as Blaine removes his shirt. His breath catches momentarily as Blaine traces along his chest. He chuckles a little, in total utopia. "All of it cupcake." Damon begins to undo his own belt. "Do you feel ready?" He cups the side of Blaine's face with one hand.

The answer comes easier than Blaine expects, "Yes." He says, surprised a little at his own answer, but not in any sort of disagreement with the answer either. His finger stops tracing, his hand starts to run along the muscles of Damon's chest, no destination in mind, just pure exploration. His lips connect with Damon's jaw line and at first, he's only kissing, then nibbling...

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Damon pulls away slightly at Blaine's words. Raising his eyebrows. Did Blaine just say that? Damon's small smile turns into a full fledged grin. He jerks forward suddenly and is at Blaine's lips. One hand wanders upwards and grasps an array of Blaine's curly hair while the other pulls upwards at the bottom of his shirt. "Take it off." Damon whispers to Blaine. He pulls back momentarily to allow Blaine to remove his shirt.

#p; Damon #//get it cause a sideways figure eight is thE SIGN FOR INFINITY CAUSE THEY'RE FRIGGEN SOULMATES

Blaine swallows and does as he's told, his shirt soon hitting the floor. He looks up at Damon, the corners of his mouth tipped upwards as he rests a hand against his boyfriend's chest. He begins to trace a small figure 8 pattern with his finger while he waits for his next command.

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Damon wraps his free hand around Blaine and rests his chin on Blaine's head. "You're worth more to me than I could ever say, Blaine." Damon allows for a few moments of silence. Letting this much needed moment sink in. It seems slightly surreal for Damon-but he loves it nonetheless. He takes a breath and smiles as he exhales. A few small tears roll down his cheeks as he does so. He chuckles slightly under his breath-in awe of the moment.

Blaine takes in a deep breath and releases it slowly. At this point, he's starting to believe Damon... starting to. "Prove it." The words are out of his mouth before he even thinks them, and he has no idea where it came from. It's not phrased like an order, but more like a request... A request he's not sure where it'll lead, but he does know he'll probably like wherever it ends up.

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Damon sighs briefly and then Blaine obeys. Pressing his lips to Damon's. Damon can feel himself floating away in this kiss. Each passing moment with Blaine's lips against his own rising in gorgeous serenity. Damon quickly breaks the kiss to peel off his t-shirt, but goes back as quickly as he had left. His hands begin to wander. He mumbles against Blaine's lips, "I love you." Damon finds Blaine's hand and entwines his own with it. Damon's heart quickens. He can feel the heat rising in his cheeks. "I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispers. And he means it. Blaine was his first love. Damon wouldn't admit it, but before now, he hadn't truly known what love felt like. It was one of the most euphoric feelings in the world. And it all had to do with Blaine.

Blaine's grip on Damon's hand tightens as he hears the words, he's sure Damon will never know exactly how much Blaine had needed to hear them in that moment, but he knew enough to say them, and Blaine couldn't be more grateful. He rests his forehead against Damon's collar bone, "I love you too." He replies, his voice quiet yet no less meaningful.

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Damon finishes unzipping the hoodie and slowly pushes it from Blaine's shoulders. Damon is witnessing a struggle within Blaine. There is some unsaid monologue running through Blaine's mind that Damon can't decipher. He strokes Blaine's cheek and runs and hand gently through Blaine's hair. He steps even closer to Blaine, wrapping his arms around his waist. "Kiss me." Damon wants Blaine more than anything in this moment. He wants his kisses and his sweet words. He wants his gentle touch. He wants all of him.

Blaine can feel his heart pounding faster, a little bit of anxiety kicking in. This is the moment; will he take the plunge and risk everything? Or is he going to run away... The order is ridiculously hard to disobey, because Blaine's second favourite thing in the world right now is kissing Damon. (The first favourite is cuddling Damon.) He closes his eyes and clears his head, and suddenly his body is taking control, he feels himself press his lips against Damon's, and everything feels right... he's figuratively jumped off the edge and he can feel himself mentally falling deeper into his love for Damon, and maybe this is exactly what he needed all along, he decides.

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Damon feels Blaine pull away shortly after the kiss. He looks Blaine in the eyes and can see some sort of internal struggle behind his eyes. Damon leans forward, "Blaine, you are wonderful. You are amazing." Damon kisses Blaine's cheeks between each sentence, "You have turned my world upside down. You make me look at the world in a whole new way." Damon can't think of anything else to do to show Blaine that he's worth something. He wants so badly to prove to Blaine that he is wanted. Damon begins to slowly unzip the hoodie that Blaine is wearing. "I want you, Blaine."

Blaine can't help but be doubtful, it's in his nature... Lies are everywhere, the last time someone had said all these things to him had turned out to be the biggest lie of them all, so it takes him a moment or two to relax, and even then, his guard is still up, he's still convinced he doesn't deserve any of this, part of it's a self defense mechanism, trying to keep himself from getting hurt again, but another part of him wants to believe it all, that there is someone who wants him, and being wanted is all Blaine needs, really... so he's torn between protecting himself and giving in to what may very well be a lie. As a result, he's kind of just letting everything happen, ready to shut it all down at a second's notice, or to give in entirely. He's wavering just on the edge, and he doesn't know which way he'll fall.

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Damon paces in his living room as he waits for Blaine. It has been over an hour since Damon ordered him over. Eventually, he hears a small knock. Damon walks quickly over to the door and swings it open. Damon takes in the image before him. Blaine in his hoodie. He doesn't think he's ever seen Blaine like this. Damon takes a moment to take it all in and then realizes he's staring. Damon suddenly grabs Blaine by the collar with one hand and pulls him inside, closing the door behind them. Damon pulls Blaine roughly close and kisses him. Saying nothing in the process.

This is definitely not what Blaine expected... as his lips crash against Damon's he feels his knees go weak and his brain turn off for a moment, until he realizes, this isn't what's supposed to be happening, Damon's supposed to break up with him. This is the exact opposite of that... He pulls away, confused. It's been days since they last talked and Blaine's suddenly realizing he has no idea what to say to him... and maybe that's one of the reasons he's fallen so far down into this dark pit he can't seem to get out of, because the one person he could never get tired of talking to had suddenly seemed very uninterested in talking to him.. or maybe it was just that Blaine hadn't ever tried even sending a text or anything. Was this Blaine's fault? He determines that yes, it must be, because shouldn't he have tried? He can't always leave everything up to Damon, that would be unfair... he's not really turning out to be a good sub, it seems. All this goes through his head in a matter of milliseconds, and yet he still can't seem to find anything to say...

Para || Worthless || Blamon

Even though Damon had specifically said "Right now" it was over an hour before he showed up on Damon's doorstep. He was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and Damon's sweater, which nearly swallowed him whole. He'd been wearing it for the past two and half days, whenever he was alone (which was most of the time.) It may just be a sweater, but it made him feel wanted, but as the smell of Damon faded from it, it's effectiveness had decreased significantly. As he knocks on the door, he can't help but have the distinct feeling he's either in a lot of trouble or he's about to be single again, either way, he can't see this ending very well, but whatever happens, he just reminds himself that he deserves what's coming to him.