*This is very important to the beginning of their relationship. It's smutty and soon but it serves a purpose.*

Scott maneuvered behind the curtains nervous. Dancers and performers backstage moved to watch the lost blonde find his way through the maze. Whispers interrupted his thought process. Apparently Rumi's....Mitch's performance was the talk of the hour. A guy a few inches shorter than him, muscular, with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes stepped in front of him.

"Hey! You can't be back h-"

"Alex, move the hell out of the way!"

A voice from behind him let Scott know he was being followed by Shanita. She sashayed around him and grabbed Alex by the shoulders.

"Don't be jealous. Blondie's got a date with destiny, honey."

Shanita smiled gracefully and pushed the man out of the way shouting something about knowing his place. Behind them, standing alone, stood Ru-Mitch.

"Hi!"

Mitch smiled and giggled. He bit his lip, "hi. Um, wanna....come....in?"

Scott nodded and followed Mitch into the room. It was brightly colored with pinks, purples, and blues. A bed in the corner sat up against the wall. Mitch walked up to a vanity and pulled the silver wig off, a fringe of blonde hair fell in his face. He turned to look at Scott, laughing that he caught him staring.

"What?"

"You're beautiful."

Mitch tucked his hair behind his ear and blushed. This man, seemed so confident on stage but was shy and sort of timid off.

"I'm not.....I'm not exactly sure WHY I invited you back here. I don't....don't usually do this. Normally I just invite men to Lipstick Alley. I do a private dance, get paid, and they leave. I-"

"Why did you?"

"Your eyes. I see truth in them."

Mitch pushed himself off the counter. He walked over Scott and stood in front of him. Instinctively, Scott wrapped one of his arms around Mitch's small waist and tilted Mitch's head up with the other.

"We don't know each other."

"We can fix that."

"I want to kiss you."

Mitch giggled and it was the prettiest sound Scott had ever heard. He bit his lip and looked up at the blonde through his lashes.

"Then kiss me."

Scott leaned in and slowly kissed the smaller man. Their lips fit together perfectly. It was soft and slow and it nearly took Mitch's breath away.

Scott pulled away just to kiss him once more shortly after. Mitch stood on his top toes to deepen the kiss. Time stopped and nothing else mattered. Mitch pulled away.

"Kiss me like that again, Blondie, and I might take my clothes off."

Scott laughed and kissed him one more time. This one was different. It was full of lust. Scott began kissing down Mitch's neck, stopping for a few seconds to nibble and suck. Mitch moaned and grabbed Scott's back, a fist full of his shirt in both hands. Scott pulled on the crop top Mitch was still wearing. Mitch allowed him to take his shirt before copying the action.

"Yours. Off."

"Yes ma'am!"

There they stood, both half naked, kissing each other, refusing to part. Mitch reached down and started palming Scott through his jeans. Scott growled and backed Mitch up to the bed. Mitch laid down and pulled his shorts down. The last time Scott was intimate with anyone was 4 months ago and sex with his ex was almost a chore by that point. Sure it felt good and he got off but the thought of his ex being with anyone but him was a shot to the libido. With no shame, Mitch grabbed his length and stroked it, smiling up at Scott.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous."

"Shut up and fuck me, Scotty."

Scott unbuttoned his pants and in one move, pushed both his pants and underwear down. Mitch bit his lip, tilted his head and moaned.

"Fuck!"

"What?"

"You're fucking huge."

Scott smiled and leaned down, straddling the dancer, and moving his hand out of the way. As he stroked, he planted kisses on his chest. He twisted his wrist causing Mitch to moan loudly. Loud enough for Shanita, who at this point had invited the whole crew backstage, to hear.

"D-do that again."

Scott repeated the action causing Mitch to shudder. Mitch opened the side table drawer, conflicted to stop Scott so he could concentrate, and grabbed a condom and lube.  He handed them to Scott as the blonde began kissing down the glitter covered chest. He lubed three fingers and after consent, slowly entered one. Scott moved and curled his finger, making it easier to ease another finger. He changed his angle, striking Mitch's prostate head on. The smaller brunette arched his back and moaned.

"S-stop. I want...I need...you...PLEASE!"

Scott, without withdrawing his fingers, opened the condom. He noticed it was a bit smaller than he's used to. Lubing himself up, he lined up, pulled his fingers, and entered lightly. Once he was half way, he stopped. Mitch's mouth went slack and writhed as he adjusted.

"Move, please."

Slow and short thrusts, Scott gave Mitch all the time in the world before the brunette grabbed his hip, pulling him closer. He began picking up speed and slamming into Mitch. Over and over.

A knock on the door not only frustrated and interrupted the pair. Scott groaned and forced himself to stop. Mitch cleared his throat and tried to sound the least bit overwhelmed as Scott decided to continue.

"Um...mmm...wh-what?!?"

"Um Mitch, his friends left."

"O-DADDY!"

Scott smirked as he changed angles and hit Mitch's prostate over and over. Beautiful moans and filthy words fell from his mouth. Scratches were etched on Scott's back. Scott couldn't get over how beautiful Mitch was, sweaty and blushing. How the blonde fringe that once hung across his face now sat suck to his forehead.

"Mm.. I'm c-close. You're...gonna make me c-come."

Scott chased his climax and picked up the pace. Mitch screamed and arched his back as he came, untouched, covering his lower stomach in white. He clenched around Scott's length, sending the blonde into his climax.

Scott laid down besides Mitch and brought him closer. Mitch planted open mouth kisses along Scott's chest, the blonde staring down at him with fondness in his eyes.

Once he caught his breath, Mitch was the first to speak, "Scott?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"I do."

"Good."

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2 hours and one well deserved nap later, Scott woke up to the feeling of a slender body under him, hands in his hair, and the sound of voices.

"Damn Mitchy."

"Toddy, leave me alone."

"What? I've never seen you like this. All soft and cute. It must have been good, you're glowing."

"Better than good. Best I've ever had."

"Damn...Oh, handsome's awake."

Mitch looked down and kissed Scott. He leaned up and smiled.

"Sleep well?

"Mhm."

Scott looked over by the door and spotted a man sitting on a stool. He looked familiar. He wore a black sweater with glitter on it, tight skinny jeans, and a snap back. He smiled at Scott.

"Well hello tall, blonde, and handsome."

"Shanita?"

"Todrick when I don't have my wig on. Come on, get dressed. I promised Tyler I'd get you home."

Scott stood up as Mitch scrambled to get his attention. Todrick covered his eyes...not before sneaking a peak and OH MY GOD Scott was huge. No wonder Mitch was screaming as much.

"Maybe...maybe you could come home with me? I mean you don't have to but I...I'll probably never see you again."

"You'll see me."

"Please? I...I...please?"

Now somewhat clothed, Scott looked at Todrick, who looked shocked and shrugged at him. Mitch has never acted this way. Men would get his attention, he'd dance for them, sure he's slept with some of them but he's always kicked them out once they were done. Scott smiled at the small brunette and nodded.

"Ok...ok yeah I'll go home with you."

Mitch shrieked in happiness and ran to put his clothes on. He went on and on about his roommates. Kirstie was the bartender and Matt was the DJ. He failed to mention the tall dirty blonde who was friends with Matt. Beau. He slept on the couch. In a fit of drunken need, Mitch slept with him and ever since that day, he's been unnaturally clingy and almost dangerously jealous.

There was the time he came to the club and saw Mitch giving a private lap dance and pulled him away. Smacking the man in the face and threatening to kill him, Todrick made sure to ban him after that.

Mitch honestly didn't want Scott to leave but Beau's clinginess had gotten worse and scary. Scott being there hopefully meant he'd be safer.

Scott smiled and nodded at Todrick while walking out the door. Todrick returned it but the smile fall as soon as Scott walked out.

"Mitch."

"Yes."

"Please be careful. I know you. I figured it out. You think you've found love at first sight. Unless you handle Beau, this won't end well. Please, please be careful. I love you and Scott seems like a nice guy. I don't want either one of you hurt. You have to tell him."

"I w-"

"Please!"

"Todrick! Okay! I will!"