Elliott sniffed and gave a slight chuckle at Blaine’s threat – he was so not tall enough to ‘come up there’ anytime soon and they both knew that. His height was a rare thing Elliott hadn’t struggled to accept – it just took one look at his shoes to see that was so – so he didn’t mind that kind of joke. It made him feel a little better.
Letting Blaine guide his face down, Elliott looked at the other through his eyelashes for a moment before letting his eyes slip closed. There was no point saying no when Blaine was trying to help, but Elliott was still aware of how between his legs Blaine was and how caring he was being. And all of that added up? He just needed to shut his eyes, it was honestly a little overwhelming if truth be told.
Blaine sighed heavily against Elliott’s chest when the gentle weight of Elliott’s head rested on his shoulder. One arm wrapped itself loosely around the small of the man’s back while he continued to card his fingers through thick, dark hair in a soothing caress. Everything was fine between them. And Blaine would stay put until he was sure that Elliott believed him. Warm breath against his neck was coaxed to slow down with a drag of fingertips over Elliott’s scalp.
“Shh. See? It’s all okay. Yeah,” he asked quietly not minding that even though Elliott was on the counter–it was more him that kept them both upright. He let the bridge of his nose fit against Elliott’s chest and soon enough the veil of thick, black lashes fell as Blaine shut his own eyes. “You’re beautiful, Elliott. Just..” Curving his thumb in–he ran circles against the small of Elliott’s back, fingers in his hair balled up into a careful fist then fanned out and continued feathering strands of hair through them. “Trust me?”
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