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Goodbye Shower || Étaine{ndhq audition}

Location: Étienne’s Montreal Apartment

Time frame: February 10 2018, late night after Étienne’s last night at the club Tagging: @ndhqblaine and Étienne Martin (NPC) Triggers: None Summary: Blaine’s audition for NDHQ

The evidence of what was happening surrounded them; from the boxes packed and labeled all over the place, a few still open for last minute items, the suitcases open on the floor near the closets, and the gifts Blaine had helped Étienne bring back from the club. But the curly haired brunette refused to let tonight be a maudlin goodbye. Étienne had been their best friend for the last four years and no matter which ways they were pulled now, Blaine knew the two would always still remain friends. They weren’t the worlds best editor or producer but Blaine had always enjoyed video editing and for the last week they’d brought their camera and tripod to the club to catch messages from their coworkers, and the best of the best performances, to put together a little video compilation for the other.

“I’m going to take a shower before we open that bottle of wine from Fredrick yes?” Étienne said in his still slightly accented English from the doorway to bathroom in the tiny studio apartment. “Did you want to join me Chou?”

Blaine hummed their agreement. “Beats just watching,” they teased, mischief lighting up their eyes. “I have an idea, Éti. You can say no, but since I have the camera and the tripod here, why don’t I set it up, to add to your video?”

Étienne had already started to strip, and he flicked at Blaine with the sleeve of his button up shirt. “How long have you been wanting to ask to do that?”

Blaine shrugged their shoulders, a sheepish grin across their face. “A while maybe.”

Étienne tilted his head. “And your piece for the people at NDHQ? Have you finished it?”

Blaine shook their head. “I’m still torn; but I think it’s going to be a montage of the things I can do. A dance, a product review, maybe a little bit of footage of me fooling around editing the whole thing to show I have behind the camera skills too.”

“You can use this, yes? Use us?” Étienne asked. “If I sign a release? I’ll put on a good show for you.”

Blaine’s eyebrows raised. “You’d do that?” They shouldn’t have been surprised. Étienne had been trying in one way or another to get Blaine away from the club for a while, even inviting them to come to New York with him. But it didn’t feel like the right fit for Blaine. Instead they’d come across NDHQ, a site one of their co-workers, Dominique, subscribed to. And Blaine had been taken in almost right away. They felt like it was an opportunity theuy had to go after for themselves.

“Of course mon p’tit chou,” Étienne drawled. “I’ll get the shower ready and you set up the camera, d’accord.”

Blaine nodded, eagerly getting the equipment set up and moving around some of the lamps in the small apartment to help light the tiny bathroom better. Once they were done, the curly haired brunette rid themselves of their clothes, stretching as they made his way to the bathroom, the camera having been running already, catching Étienne alone. They slid a small bottle of lubricant and a condom onto the counter before stepping into the almost too small shower stall. “Miss me?” Blaine grinned at Étienne. They reached around to grab the other’s ass with both hands.

A smirk spread across Étienne’s face as he heard the other’s voice, a voice he could listen to for hours on end and felt them slide into the shower. “I mean, I guess I did?” He said, trying not to get too sad about the situation. He let out a squeak as those hands groped his ass.

“Thanks again for agreeing to do this for me,” Blaine whispered, massaging Étienne’s cheeks.

Étienne put a finger against Blaine’s lips to silence them. “Of course. You know I only want the best for you, and the sooner I can get you out of here, the better I’ll feel,” the blonde said. “You’ve been so excited about this, how could I not want to help.” He giggled then; a little nervous. This was different than being on stage, and performing. There was no stage, no music, no costumes. “So how should this work oh wise one with the camera?”

“Hey, hey, look at me Éti” Blaine said, taking a hand and tilting the other’s face toward their own. “It’s just me. Just B,” they smiled. “Forget the camera is even there. Don’t worry about putting on a show for me. This is just B and Éti, fucking around in the shower like they always do.” Blaine raised up on their tip toes hand cupping the back of Étienne’s neck and pulling him down into a dirty kiss.

Étienne moaned softly as Blaine kissed him, always enjoying the way the other seemed to take control. “I should have let you film us more,” he whispered.

Blaine laughed. “It’s a good thing you are saying that now, when you’re leaving. Or I’d end up with a whole collection of the best of the best of us,” they teased. The brunette reached for the vanilla coconut body wash that Étienne used and liberally applied some to their hands, rubbing them to a lather, and then starting at his shoulders, hands sliding easily over his broad shoulders and down his strong arms. Those arms would come in useful in a little bit. From the arms, Blaine let their hands move over Étienne’s back, covering it with soap suds, stopping just at the twin indents above his ass, hands slipping around, up his ribs and back down over his chest, giving one nipple a flick with their finger, hands moving lower and lower, as the trail of hair beneath his navel became thicker, wider, purposefully avoiding the blonde’s cock.

Étienne tilted his head back, enjoying Blaine’s talented hands sliding along his skin thanks to the water and soap, like he was a slip and slide. Although the other joked about being good with their hands from years of musical instrument practice, Étienne couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t true. “Esti B,” Étienne swore as the other flicked at his nipple, they were always sensitive and Blaine enjoyed using that to their advantage. His head snapping back to watch as Blaine’s hands slipped lower, growling as the shorter purposefully avoided the one area he wanted to be touched the most. “You going to scrub me down all over? Or just be a tease?”

“Am I really a tease?” Blaine asked before grinning. “No wait don’t answer that. Give me your hands,” they instructed the other. The curly haired one poured body wash into Étienne’s hands and then rubbed them together with their own. “You can wash me too you know.” Blaine was grateful for the years of dancing and the Pilates and Yoga the other dancers had recommended that made it easy for them to bend at the waist and start to wash Étienne again from the waist up.

“Oh is that what you want? Me to wash you?” Étienne asked, sliding his hands along Blaine’s back. Although the other wasn’t turned around to give him a perfect show of that ass, the view was still nice, and after sudsing up their back, Étienne began to massage their ass, each cheek fitting nicely into a hand. His fingers slipped between the crack easily, rubbing against the hole there.

“You know what I want Éti,”Blaine purred, pushing their ass back into the blonde’s exploring hands. Their own hands moving up to the blondes thighs now and massaging them, front, back, and up the sides. They straightened then, still not having touched the other’s cock and turned to rise the soap from them. Then Blaine reached back, one hand blindly groping for Étienne’s balls, the other for his cock. Finding it, they started to stroke it slowly, loosely, in the first of their hand.

“With an ass like that, everyone knows what you want,” Étienne moaned. “Jesus Blaine.” He let out a growl of frustration as Blaine stood up and turned around but it quickly dissolved into a moan of pleasure as the brunette finally, finally touched him.

Blaine laughed. “Is that what it is? My ass?” They wiggled said ass closer, using the hand around Étienne’s cock to guide it between their cheeks. “Open me up Éti. Get me ready and fuck me.” They continued to stroke the other’s cock, taking a step forward to give the blonde room to use his fingers to open them up.

Étienne groaned. Blaine could be so demanding when they wanted and it drove him wild. His finger’s immediately slipped between Blaine’s ass cheeks, circling and rubbing against the pucker there. His skin was still slick from the water and soap and the first finger slipped in easily, causing him to moan loudly. “Esti fuck Blaine.”

Blaine pushed back immediately as soon as Étienne’s finger slid in side of them with a gasp of pleasure. Their hand stilled for a moment before continuing it’s movements, as they tried to move in syn with the blonde. “There is lube and a condom on the counter. But you probably won’t need the lube until you’re ready to be in me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Étienne said, finger moving quickly, easily, in and out of Blaine’s ass. Still he added a second and began to twist them and scissor them, knowing the other wouldn’t hold back if they were hurting.

“You know I can take a little.... more;” Blaine gasped as the second finger was added. “Fuck fuck fuck,” they moaned. “Don’t stop.” They gripped Étienne’s cock for a second before beginning to pump it in earnest now. Their thumb slid over the head, through the slit.

“Blaine fuck,” Étienne swore as the other’s grip tightened, the speed and pressure increasing. “Are we going to get out no?” He moaned as Blaine’s thumb moved over his head, where he was getting more and more sensitive with every stroke.

“No,” Blaine almost shouted. “Here, against the glass wall,” they panted. “You’re going to, oh, hold me up with those , fuck me, strong arms and shoulders.” He moaned loudly as Étienne found that perfect angle. “I’m going to hold onto the glass” they breathed, letting go of the other’s cock. “And wrap my legs around you. Get the stuff, Éti. I need you.”

Étienne let his head fall forward onto Blaine’s shoulder, biting into his neck, muffling a moan at the other’s words. “Fuck. D’accord,okay.” He couldn’t help the whine that came when Blaine stopped touching him. Reluctantly, he pulled his fingers from Blaine and he quickly opened the door, grabbing the condom and tearing it open, before sliding it over himself. Then he slathered himself with lube.

Blaine hissed at the loss of that delicious full feeling. They turned around, back pressed against the glass wall. “Just use a lot on you, I’ll be good, I promise.” Their cock was hard and standing straight, up and at a slight angle, the tip red and leaking. “Just need you,” they moaned.

Étienne quickly moved back to Blaine, capturing their lips in a deep, messy kiss, full of desire, “Okay, up mon p’tit chou. Up,” he said, grabbing one of Blaine’s legs and hooking it over his hip.

Blaine kissed Étienne back with passion. They used the one leg over Étienne’s hip for leverage and hoisted themselves up, wrapping both legs around the blonde’s waist as their hands gripped the top of the glass shower walls. “You move us into position Éti,” Blaine instructed.

Étienne grabbed his cock at the base and began to rub it back and forth between Blaine’s cheeks and against their hole. “You sure you’re okay?” he asked.

“Perfect, promise,” Blaine husked, wiggling their ass back on Étienne’s cock. “Please Éti, please,” they begged.

That was all Étienne could take, and he thrust up, burying himself in Blaine’s tight ass. He groaned loudly again, hands under their ass, holding them up against’ the wall. “You feel too good,” he said into the other’s shoulder.

Blaine gasped with pleasure as Étienne’s cock entered him, head tilting back. “It feels so good….so fucking good to feel you in me,” they whispered as Blaine looked down and watched themselves grow impossibly harder and harder between their chests with each rise and fall down the other’s shaft. They felt the hands on their ass and they couldn’t help but moan more. Slowly Blaine used his arms as leverage to lift himself up and down, fucking themselves on Étienne’s cock. “Fuck…”

“That’s it, that’s good,” Étienne agreed as Blaine began to move. He knew the other was very much the kind of person that liked to be in control of their own pleasure and he was happy to let Blaine continue to fuck themselves on his cock.

“Fuck.” Blaine swore as they continued to move. “I’m…I’m gonna come soon I think…that or my arms,” they whined.

“Of course I want you to come,” Étienne sighed blissfully. He wrapped a hand around Blaine’s cock and began to stroke it fervently as he pushed them up harder against the wall.

A couple of quick strokes was all it took for Blaine to come, long white, pearly ropes between their chests, a scream of Étienne’s name falling from their lips. They collapsed against the other, arms coming down from the wall to wrap around the blonde’s neck and hold on tightly. “Wow,” Blaine murmured into his shoulder.

Étienne felt the splatter of Blaine’s come against his chest and then felt their ass tighten around his cock milking him with every quick thrust he continued to give to the brunette. “Esti fucking hell Blaine,” he moaned into their shoulder, biting down again, twin teeth marks now dotting Blaine’s shoulder as he came. Étienne sagged against Blaine’s body, pressed against the shower wall, his hands holding up the other’s ass. “That was some goodbye B,” he said when his pulse and breathing returned to a more normal pace. Étienne felt himself slip from Blaine, and he reached for the condom, pulling it off with a grimace, noticing that the water was now considerably cooler. “Let’s clean up quick and get out yeah? Wine?”

Blaine cried out slightly a Étienne slipped from them, and they slowly unraveled their jello like legs from around his waist. “Yeah, let’s do that,” they said a yawn. “If I can still walk.”

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