#audition 1

Just spent all of $10 on my first leg from ORD->PHL, and this means I get to be in town for Lollapalooza the weekend before my first audition. I am so fucking pumped, I just secured my place in PHL too. In Center City right by the hospital and a billion other things, plus there’s a bike share program, plus the hospital has a ton of history behind it, PLUS it’s an infectious disease rotation.

7 July 2016: “Modules must be completed by July 15″

12 July 2016: “Much to our dismay, modules will not be available until July 15. Please complete by July 20.”

14 July 2016: “My understanding is that your login and password are x, can you please complete by July 18″

They soaked lazily in the tub, kissing occasionally as they got clean.  Kurt worked on the kinks in Blaine's shoulders, focusing on the particularly stubborn one along his shoulder blade.  Blaine snuggled close to him, pulling his arms close and peppering his arms with kisses.

"I like you taking care of me," Blaine yawned, nuzzling closer.

"I like taking care of you," Kurt replied, kissing the top of his head.  "We should get you to bed.  You have a big day tomorrow."

"Want to stay here.  It's nice and warm," he mumbled sleepily.

"Blaine, if you want hanky-panky in the morning, we need to go to bed soon."

"'Hanky-panky'?  Really, Kurt?" Blaine laughed.

"Fine, we can stay here and you won't get your hanky-panky because you are making fun of me," Kurt said in mock offense.  Blaine twisted around to face him, the water sloshing a bit.  His hair fell in damp curls around his forehead that Kurt brushed away.  Kurt bit his lip, watching Blaine settle back against his chest.  "What am I going to do with you?"

Kurt braced himself, releasing his cock and letting Blaine get him through his orgasm, gripping the comforter on either side of Blaine's head.  He bit his lip sharply, groaning as he felt Blaine's hand tighten around him.

"Cover me, baby.  Please," Blaine whispered in his ear, nipping on his earlobe.

"Yes--fuck, so good, Blaine--so fucking good--"

"Come for me, want to feel you come all over me."

Kurt collapsed on top of Blaine as he came in spurts between their bodies, the warm stickiness coating their skin.  He cried out, his face nestled against Blaine's chest, breathing in his intoxicating scent.  Blaine wriggled his unbound hand from between them and Kurt watched in exhausted awe as he licked his fingertips.

"Christ, Blaine."

"So much for coming on her pillow."  Blaine smirked down at him, sated and sleepy.

"We broke her headboard.  Seemed cruel to come on her pillow too."  Kurt giggled, sliding off Blaine and untying his other hand before curling up beside him.

"Very true."  Blaine turned his wrists in circles, working out the kinks.  "And it's a little more permanent."

"Yup," Kurt yawned.  "We're going to lie here for a few minutes then you're getting into the bath.  I got some bath salts for you, eucalyptus and rosemary."

Blaine kissed the top of his head and wrapped his arms around him.  "Will you be joining me?"

Kurt leaned back against Blaine's knees as a high pitched cry wracked through him.  He was so close to coming but he needed Blaine to come first and inside him.

"God, Kurt," Blaine whined.  "Keep going, please--I'm so--so close."  His hips kept grinding in to Kurt but all the rhythm was gone.

"Come for me, Blaine," Kurt commanded, sinking himself fully on to his cock and clenching as tightly as he could around him.  Blaine thrust into him a few more times, his face screwed up, his hands flexing as his arms pulled on his bonds.

"I'm gonna--I'm gonna come," he panted, pushing in to Kurt as hard as he could.  "So good, baby, you feel so hot and perfect--love you, love you so much--"

"Love you too, Blaine.  Come for me, please--"  Blaine roared out a moan as he came, cutting off what ever Kurt was saying.  Kurt wasn't sure how it happened but suddenly one of Blaine's hands was pulling him down into a filthy kiss as he came inside him, his cock fucking into him like his life depended on it.  It wasn't until Blaine stilled and his hand came to join Kurt's and he felt wood against his skin that he realized what had happened.

Blaine had broken Rachel's headboard.

"Sweetie, wait--wait--"

"Want you to come.  Don't care."

"Wait, Blaine, you're going to stab one of us!"

Blaine froze and Kurt had to chuckle.  He didn't know what had happened.  He pulled Blaine's hand off his cock and showed him.  He had pulled an entire rung off the frame as he came.

"Oh my God."  Blaine's eyes were wide as Kurt slipped the tapered piece of wood out of the scarf and tossed it to the floor with a clatter.  "I'm so sorry, baby."