Jeff Sterling

Hi, I'm Jeff Sterling. I'm seventeen, and attend Dalton Academy for Boys. I'm a member of the Glee Club there, the Warblers, and have the privilege of singing with my closest friends every day. I also love to dance, and have a thing for cheesy pop music. Don't be afraid to say hi to me. I don't bite. Much ;P

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Texting; Nick & Jeff

Jeff: I LOVE YOU MORE.

Jeff: Oops. Caps. Sorry!

Nick: NO I DO. And caps for love are always appropriate.

Nick: ...when's the next time you're free, by the way?

Jeff: For you? Anytime ;D

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Wait.. We you suggesting coffee? ooc: Agh :P Sorry bout the last question thingee. Accidently added text.

No? Uh. I was just agreeing that Broadway and coffee would be an awesome combination.

Though we should all totally have a New Directions and Warblers meet-up. That'd be fun :D

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text: If I could marry both Broadway and coffee, I would do it..

HA. That'd be an awesome combination.

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agent-three-nick replied to your post: I’m boreeeeeeedd. And I’m hyper. I think had too much coffee :3

I know what happens when you have too much coffee…

Awesome things.

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Texting; Nick & Jeff

Jeff: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.

Nick: ...yes, my adorable dork?

Jeff: Hi. I love you.

Nick: I love you too.

Jeff: I LOVE YOU MORE.

Jeff: Oops. Caps. Sorry!

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Texting; Nick & Jeff

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick. Nick. Niiiick.

Jeff: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.

Nick: ...yes, my adorable dork?

Jeff: Hi. I love you.

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I'm boreeeeeeedd. And I'm hyper. I think had too much coffee :3

There is no such thing as too much coffee. Oooh. Coffee. I want coffee. Coffee would be awesome right now.

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Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii :)

Hey! What's up, Rachel? :D

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Texting; Nick & Jeff

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick.

Jeff: Nick. Nick. Niiiick.

Jeff: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiick.

[cvlwr]

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jacobsorbust:

iamagentsix:

Tomorrow night sounds good to me! I’ll tell my Mom you guys are coming over :D You can pick the film, yeah?

Sounds good.

Awesome! I'll see you guys later then? Uh. Nick'll probably be here too. He usually comes over on the weekend.

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jacobsorbust:

I’m fine. That sounds good, but how about tomorrow night? Blaine’s already here and it’s really late.

Tomorrow night sounds good to me! I'll tell my Mom you guys are coming over :D You can pick the film, yeah?

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What's the song that best describes your life at the moment?

Uh. Maybe, 'You're My Best Friend' by Queen.

You're my sunshine.And I want you to know, That my feelings are true, I really love you.

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Can't Take The Sky (Nick&Jeff)

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agent-three-nick:

Between the friction and the touching and the kissing and Jeff, ngh. Nick felt that stopping right then would probably cause physical harm. And why would he want to stop? He had to take a few deep breaths before he could answer. “Yes.”

It was more of a moan really and he leaned in to kiss again, trying to pull Jeff even closer. The hand near his neck trailed down and slinked around the other boy’s waist, pulling their hips even closer.

Jeff moaned, caught somewhere between incoherent garble and Nick's name, kissing him back. It was different this time - the kiss had morphed into a different kind of beast. Open mouthed and a little messy, and kind of desperate. The hand at his waist pressing them close together, making it so easy for them both to rock into each other. What had been a slow, almost tentative hardening, had now moved so quickly that it was becoming obvious. He groaned, slipping his thumb below the waistband of Nick's trousers, teasing the skin there.

That one word. That one damn word. Had suddenly opened a floodgate, and Jeff needed this so badly.

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Can't Take The Sky (Nick&Jeff)

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Nick rolled his hips back and felt his brain sort of short circuit for a moment. The hand on Jeff’s collarbone trailed up slightly and hitched on the collar of his shirt, pulling it down just slightly. He arched his hips again as the other hand, still on the back of Jeff’s neck, tried to pull him even closer.

And then the fingers on his waistband and Nick shuddered again, leaning into the the touches. Oh god. The teasing. He nipped at Jeff’s bottom lip before hoarsely attempting to speak against his lips: “A-Are we…?”

Jeff was still rocking against Nick, creating some much needed friction between them, because. God. His pants were definitely getting tighter with every passing second. His breathing was heavy, his own voice hitching, as he attempted to reply to Nick. "I- do you want?"

His hand had stilled on Nick's stomach, palm splayed flat against him, his thumb brushing gently over his skin - warm and soft and everything Jeff had imagined and more.

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Can't Take The Sky (Nick&Jeff)

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Nick shivered again and felt his hips arch back ever so slightly at Jeff’s touches. He never would have imagined how amazing this would feel; even just those light touches were making his head swim. And this was definitely… getting more heated. That burning twist in his stomach was getting more intense and at this rate- Nick honestly couldn’t care. Because it was Jeff. Anything and everything would be fine with Jeff. He kissed back as his other hand started to reach up. If Jeff could touch, so could he. Nick reached up his hand to start to trail against Jeff’s collarbone as he let out another little moan.

He shuddered as Nick's fingers traced across his collarbone, through the fabric of his shirt, and he made a soft sound into the kiss. Nick was touching him. Nick was trailing his fingers over him, and it felt like wildfire touching every inch of his skin. He rolled his hips down, rubbing against Nick, pressing him firmly into the mattress. The kiss was getting out of hand, fast. He felt completely dizzy with wanting Nick - wanting to feel more, wanting to taste more, want to everything.

His fingers dipped lower on his stomach, brushing slowly toward the waistband of his trousers, and his own stomach lurched. He toyed idly with the band between his thumb and forefinger, before tracing a path a little higher.

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agent-three-nick replied to your post: 4, 10, 16, 17, 22, 34

Hey, I won a couple times… :P

Maybe, like, once. On a fluke :P