wolves

Very soon he will v a n i s h     completely in the wings of his own wordless stanza sebastian kyle. 21. dishwasher.

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caleb-curtis:

Caleb’s mouth curled up at one corner, cheek pitting with a slight dimple at Seb’s little quip back. “Well, I didn’t want to say anything…” He teased back, obviously not serious. Sebastian was a very good-looking man - he was very much Caleb’s type, honestly. Not that Caleb had much of a type, but if he did Sebastian definitely fit it pretty well. 

Sebastian’s moan made Caleb’s skin prickle in the best possible way, arousal sparking under his skin, making his tummy clench. His hips bowed a little into Sebastian’s touch, fingers curling up and flexing against his prostate again, wanting to make him squirm. 

Caleb hummed softly at Sebastian’s words, stroking his fingers in place. “What, you don’t wanna come twice?” He teased softly, eyes darting over Sebastian’s face. He leant down after a moment, pressing their lips together again. His tongue slid wetly against Sebastian’s lips, fingers giving one last curl before he slipped them out. He insinuated himself before Sebastian’s thighs, reaching for the condom they’d tossed on the sheets earlier. 

Seb tried to laugh, but couldn’t muster a full one through what Caleb was doing to him so instead his just gave a breathless smile at his sass. “Nice,” he teased, shifting a little on his bed.

He shifted again, with an accompanying moan, as Caleb pressed right up against his prostate, electricity zinging through his cells.

“Fuck,” he said, breathless again, eyes shutting for a moment.

He gave a coy grin at Caleb’s question, about to give a teasing answer before Caleb’s mouth was on his, hot and wet. Seb hummed into his mouth, hand sliding into the dark thicket of the man’s hair and pulling it a little bit. A higher-pitched noise came as Caleb pressed his prostate again, gasping against Caleb’s mouth as he pulled his fingers out.

He blinked loosely at the man above him, watching him roll on the condom.

“How do you want me...” Seb asked, a little bit dazed.

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Caleb puffed a short breath as Sebastian’s hand worked on his cock, his own hips rolling forward a little, sliding himself through the circle of Sebastian’s fist. He bit down on his lower lip, stomach twisting almost painfully with arousal when Sebastian gasped out a curse in reaction to the flex of Caleb’s fingers. 

Caleb stared down at Sebastian as he flexed his fingers again, curling and rubbing in a way he knew would make Seb’s toes curl. Caleb was fairly proficient when it came to this kind of stuff - though he had more experience with women, he’d had a lot of… Informational gay experiences. 

“S’at good?” Caleb asked quietly, throat sticky, blurring his words a little with the heat of his arousal. He swallowed tightly to clear his throat a bit, speaking again. “You look so good like this,” he said, tone muted, not bothering to raise his voice considering their proximity. His arousal darkened his tone, deepening and roughening his voice a little. 

Caleb nodded a bit at Sebastian’s request, tugging his fingers out. He slicked them up better, lubing a third before he dropped them back down between Sebastian’s thighs. Caleb sunk two first, pulling back before slipping in a third on a forward thrust. Caleb worked them slowly - his fingers were a bit thicker than Sebastian’s so the last thing he wanted to do was give the man too much too soon. 

“You take it so well,” Caleb soothed, hand curling around Sebastian’s dick again, jerking him a little quicker. “Think I could make you come just like this?”

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Seb just smiled as Caleb asked him if it was good--no shit it was good, to the point where Seb had forgotten just how good getting laid could be. He huffed, moaning a little bit as Caleb continued, amused by his words.

“Yeah? Do I not look good usually?” he quipped back, giggling for a moment before he was cut off by a moan, lashes fluttering over his eyes. He moaned softly again, allowing his eyes to stay closed as he settled into what Caleb was doing to him.

He moaned a sharper noise as Caleb was quick to slide three fingers into him--he eased up quickly, but it was a little sudden. Seb didn’t mind though. Whatever got them to the main event quicker was fine by him.

Seb squeezed Caleb’s cock slightly, enjoying the shift of it against his palm. God damn the guy had a nice package.

“Yeah, most definitely,” he answered without even thinking about it, “I’d rather wait though...” He smiled, opening his eyes as his chest collected with air.

“Want you to give it to me.” He grinned a little cheshire grin, flicking his wrist to jerk Caleb off a little faster too.

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Caleb’s mouth curled a touch when Sebastian gaped out a soft murmur, pleased with how things were going. Really pleased. A soft huff puffed from Caleb as Sebastian’s hand wrapped around his cock. Caleb’s hips squirmed forward a little, pushing into his grasp. 

Caleb panted softly against the kiss, humming when the man spoke, requesting another. Caleb complied, pressing in a second finger, breaking away from the kiss to watch Sebastian’s face, the expressions flickering over his features. 

Caleb’s fingers flexed as he felt Sebastian stretch around his digits, curling them up to press up, searching for Sebastian’s prostate. Caleb dipped his head down and nipped at Sebastian’s lower lip, nudging their noses together as his other hand worked Sebastian’s cock. 

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“Mm, that’s it,” Seb groaned as he felt Caleb’s hips shift, the animalistic instinct turning Seb on. God damn he couldn’t wait for this guy. Seb’s face twisted before relaxing again as Caleb slicked another finger in him, his legs spreading even further (if it were possible) as he breathed heavily.

His lashes fluttered as his eyes opened again, meeting Caleb’s gaze once more. Damn, Caleb sure looked at him a lot.

“Fu-uck,” he whined as Caleb’s finger’s curled perfectly, hitting just the right spot. On the first fucking try? Really?

“Shit,” he gasped before meeting the tiny kisses, fleeting and sweet, distracted by what was going on elsewhere. Seb continued to jerk Caleb off as smoothly as he could with two fingers inside him and another hand on his own dick, having to shut his eyes again to bask in it all.

“Another,” he said after several more moments of Caleb prepping.

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leesburch:

“Wait, while I’m apologizing, I feel like I should also say I’m sorry for breaking so much shit. I had a feeling that you sorta disliked me because I break stuff, like, all the time. So, uh, yeah. I’ll try not to drop stuff as often.”

Lisa chuckled, grabbing one of the foot stools to sit down on as she unloosened her shoelaces a little, having been stuck in the same pair of black work shoes for hours. “I get that, though. People suck a lot.”

Her movements paused before she glanced up at him, a light blush rising to her cheeks at his compliment. Sure, the girl knew she was easy on the eyes, but she didn’t know how to properly respond to a compliment. “Oh, uh, thanks. But I am gangly. I never grew out of the long and lanky phase ‒ I just dressed it up a little more.” Lisa shook her head and focused on loosening her laces once more. “Nah, they mostly harass me because I screwed their order up or said some dumb pun. ― I think I’m supposed to also say thank you to that, but I’m not sure.”

Seb shrugged. “Well it didn’t make me love you. But the apology is nice. Most people pretty much ignore me back here, so the fact that you even stooped to console a lowly dishwasher puts you leagues above the rest of these people,” he says, voice deadpan.

“Completely,” he agreed, finishing up the last of the dishes Lisa had handed off to him, working on rinsing them now.

Seb turned, brows raising as he noticed the flush on the girl’s cheeks. Aw, that was sweet. “Suit yourself,” he said with a little smile, turning his attentions back to the dishes.

“Well, that’s probably good. Getting harassed by dudes is the worst,” he said matter-of-factly, “And you’re welcome, if it suits you.”

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Caleb shook his head minutely at Sebastian’s query, brow furrowed in concentration. “Not really,” He murmured, thumb sweeping up against Sebastian’s tip as his finger curled crooking within the man, beginning to work in a smooth sort of rhythm.

Caleb glanced between them a moment before his gaze lifted, meeting Sebastian’s. Green locked on blue and stayed there, hands working on a sort of muscle memory instead of sight as he kept their gazes locked. He liked eye contact in situations like this - it was direct, sexy in an intense kind of way. Sebastian was definitely intense - his eyes were beautifully clear, cool blue and focused directly on Caleb’s.

A soft huff pulled from his lips when Sebastian tugged him down, mouth softening to meet the kiss, lips pliable on Seb’s. He sucked gently at the man’s lower lip, mouthing at the plush swell, nose nudging Sebastian’s cheek. He was a little distracted in his kissing, though, letting Sebastian take the lead there as he focused more on exactly what he was doing with his hands.

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“Co--ah,” Seb gasped, “Could’ve fooled me...” He smiled a private little smile, letting his breath escape him more smoothly this time as Caleb crooked his finger just so. He wasn’t being complimentary either--Caleb really seemed to know how to press his buttons (almost literally).

Seb focused on kissing, taking the lead in this situation as his own hand went for Caleb’s dick, feeling the skin slide easily in his hand. He hummed a little, appreciating the weight of the man in his palm, excited to know how he felt inside him.

“Another please,” he murmured, getting a little impatient. Tenderness was all fine and good, but in the end Seb liked getting to the main event, because that meant getting off. He moaned a little and ground his hips, as if further cementing his invitation.

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Caleb hummed softly at Sebastian’s coy little reply, the retort bringing a smile to Caleb’s mouth. He should’ve expected a reply like that, a little snip without being pointed or smug - in a different position with a little more clothes it might’ve devolved into banter but Caleb didn’t tease back, just grinned instead.

Caleb bit down on his kiss-reddened lower lip as Sebastian spread his thighs so prettily, exposing himself fully, shamelessly. Caleb liked that - how open Sebastian was to his touch, how receptive. It was nice to have someone want his touch so freely, not hide it behind mixed signals and coyness.

When Sebastian consented Caleb’s mouth curled, twisting up in a lopsided grin as he crooked his wrist forward, finger pressing into Sebastian in one slick push. Caleb’s breath huffed from him at the warmth of Sebastian around his digit, silky and enveloping. Caleb’s mind snapped immediately to just how it’d feel around a certain other part of his anatomy, the thought mouth watering. But he held back nfor now - Caleb knew the man needed prep, and plenty of it. Caleb’s fingers were thicker than Sebastian’s, so one for now was probably enough of a stretch.

Caleb let his free hand shift to wrap around Sebastian’s dick again, beginning to stroke him as his finger thrust in tandem, starting up a decent rhythm.

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Seb hummed a satisfied noise, shutting his eyes as he felt CAleb’s finger penetrate him smoothly. Fuck, he forgot how good it felt to have someone else do this to him. He willed his body to relax as much as possible, though with Caleb’s other hand starting to work on his cock again, it was pretty easy.

“You hook up with a lot of guys?” he asked, voice breathy, “You’re pretty good...” 

He opened his eyes, lashes low, licking his bottom lip. He held eye contact with Caleb for longer than was probably necessary, but hey. It was kind of nice to connect with someone, even if it was only for a night.

“C’mere,” he murmured, reaching for Caleb’s neck with both hands to pull him down in a kiss again, deep and searing, tasting every inch of the man he could get.

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leesburch:

“Sorry again.” Lisa murmured with a sheepish grin, sending off a quick text to her brother before sliding her phone into her pocket. “I wish I could say I’m usually more graceful than that, but it’d be a lie.”

The brunette only shrugged, though it didn’t bother her that he thought waiting tables was easy. It wasn’t a difficult job, yet it was still something that took some getting used to. “Some days are obviously better than others,” she commented, “but it’s not that bad.” 

“Lisa. And it’s fine, I totally understand. It took me a few months to actually learn everyone’s names and whatnot. I’m a little easier to remember ‒ I’m the clumsy, gangly looking one. Can’t forget me.”

“It’s fine,” he assures, his grumpiness melting away, “Much worse has happened to me.”

“Yeah, I still couldn’t deal with it. I’m not really a people person,” he mused, washing up some more and setting the dishes aside to rest.”

“Liiiisa. Totally. I’ll remember. You’re the cutest girl in here that I’ve seen so that should be easy to remember. Enough about being gangly. I’m fucking gangly, dude,” he laughed, “I bet customers harass you all the time you’re so pretty. If I were into chicks I’d be so down.”

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Caleb found Sebastian’s giggles to be oddly endearing - he didn’t expect such a man to make that kind of noise. Sebastian did give off a very hard, rough around the edges sort of vibe so to hear him giggle so sweetly was seemingly a little out of character. Caleb liked it, though - he liked that this whole thing could be light-hearted. People took sex too seriously.

Sebastian’s little mumbles made him huff a small, amused noise, nudging his nose against Seb’s absently. His tongue polished over Seb’s lower lip, tasting the plush warmth of it. His hand still worked Sebastian’s cock, growing acquainted with the weight of it against his palm, appreciating the generous expanse of skin.

“Mm. Okay,” Caleb murmured when Sebastian gave him directions - he kissed the man again instead of moving, indulging himself in several languid moments of kissing before he finally broke away, pushing himself to his feet. His eyes darted over Sebastian before he turned away, making a rather comfortable walk across to the bathroom door, obviously not bothered by walking around stark naked in someone else’s apartment.

Caleb found the supplies pretty easily, grabbing them both before he headed back to the bed, dropping down on his knees between Sebastian’s legs. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re really fuckin’ pretty?” He queried, unable to stop himself from saying it. The liquor and the heat of his arousal had certainly loosened his tongue - he opened the lube, slicking up his fingers before a hand went back to Seb’s cock, the other settling between Seb’s thighs, lube wet fingers tracing up the cleft of his firm little ass to circle at his hole.

“Can I?”

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This guy was sweet--it was a nice change from what Seb was used to, but it was a little weird at the same time. All of Caleb’s actions were very deliberate, it seemed, to really enjoy Sebastian as opposed to just fuck him and get it over with.

He hummed into the man’s mouth as he kissed him again, his lips moving slow to really, really get a feel for the guy before he pulled away. Seb watched him go, eyes raking over his skin, not even aware that Caleb had jus done the same to him. This was the first time Seb got a good look at Caleb’s ass--damn, maybe he’d picked the wrong team to play on tonight. C’est la vie.

A muted smile crossed Seb’s face when Caleb returned, and he opened his legs to allow him to slip between them. He huffed a small, amused breath at Caleb’s compliment.

“I might’ve heard it before,” Seb bites his lip. He’d heard the word a lot in prison but coming from Caleb’s mouth it had a far better connotation.

Seb let his arms dangle above his head, gasping as Caleb’s hands got to work, teasing at the pressure around his ass.

“Yeah,” he said, biting his lip. Caleb’s attention to consent got Seb flustered, and his body writhed slightly as he waited.

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Caleb cocked a brow at Sebastian’s teasing words - admittedly Sebastian’s chattiness is a bit charming, if not oddly timed. “Sophie’s… Isn’t that the movie where Meryl Streep kills herself?” Caleb queried, brow furrowing a little. He wondered briefly if that might be some thinly veiled insult, but he didn’t pursue it.

Instead Caleb stepped out of his jeans, kicking off his boxer briefs a moment later, leaving himself completely bare. While Caleb wasn’t often naked in front of others he was fairly comfortable when he was - he didn’t have any qualms about his body, really. His anxiety manifested itself in other parts of his life, for which he was thankful.

Caleb shrugged a little, smiling wryly. “I like to keep my options open,” he answered, humming at Sebastian’s request. “I wanna do that,” he replied in a murmur, tilting his chin down to press their lips together once more. His hands wandered South, one wrapping around Sebastian’s cock. He began to stroke Sebastian smoothly, working his wrist - it takes him a few moments to establish a good rhythm out of practice with touching anyone other than himself.

He broke away from the kiss with a pop, sucking Sebastian’s lower lip with him, releasing it after he stretched it out. “Mm, where d’you keep your lube?”

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“Huh? Is it? I just thought it was a thing people said when they had to make a really hard decision,” Seb giggled profusely, bringing his palm to his face in slight embarrassment, “My bad.”

Seb kept his mouth shut long enough to get to watch Caleb get out of his pants and underwear, licking his lips unconsciously as the man finally was naked. “Damn, GQ,” he murmured with a little grin, eyes locked downward for the time being.

“Same,” was, amazingly, all that could come out of Seb’s mouth. He looked back up at Caleb’s face when he agreed, unable to smile, instead just looking at Caleb with a face of want. “Cool...” he said, his tone a little distracted, as if he couldn’t really figure out how to speak when all his blood was rushing every which where.

He met the kiss though--that was easy enough at this point--opening his mouth to taste Caleb. His hands circled up around Caleb’s back, hugging him down into him and moaning as he felt the man’s hand wrap around him, jerking him very quickly to full hardness.

Opening his eyes just barely when Caleb pulled away, Seb licked his bottom lip. “S’in my bathroom mirror. There are condoms too,” he practically was whispering.

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Caleb let his eyes trace the lean lines of Sebastian’s pale frame, drinking it all in. He was very beautiful, Caleb had to admit - in a non-conventional way, maybe, but still beautiful. He kept that to himself, though - some dudes got offended by wording that was in any way feminine.

Instead Caleb just grinned, glancing to Sebastian’s face. He cocked a brow when the man spoke - he was a little slow on the uptake, thinking for a moment Sebastian was asking about baseball - he’d had a long day, okay? His brain was tired. He cottoned on after a moment, shrugging wide shoulders.

“It’s all up to you,” He replied quietly, hands drifting to his waist. They found the fastening of his belt and began to unbuckle it, keeping his eyes on Sebastian as he did so, the metal on his buckle swinging when he let it hang open, prong clinking against the metal of the frame.

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Sebastian very much liked the way Caleb looked him over--it was nice to receive some validation that he was attractive to people, since he frequently felt like he wasn’t.

“Dang. Up to me. This is basically Sophie’s Choice,” he said with a little giggle, watching the man start to unbuckle his pants, “Though I appreciate that you’re flexible. Some guys are like, super macho and only can ever top. And then other guys are like, nooo I’m only a bottom, dominate me, and it’s like, boring.” He hums--Seb can get talkative at the strangest times.

He lifts a hand to push it up and down Caleb’s chest, feeling his skin and sighing.

“Think I want you to fuck me,” he said, his tone soft as his eyes were cast downward on Caleb’s chest, and how fucking prominent his collar bones were, “You wanna do that?”

His eyes raised back to Caleb’s, blinking with a questioning look on his face.

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leesburch:

Lisa couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction before she set the last of the dishes down in the sink. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” She replied honestly, wiping her hands on her apron as she took a couple steps back to give him his space. The brunette leaned against one of the counters casually, checking the time on her phone with a sigh. Her coworker did tell her she’d be done closing up within fifteen minutes, but she must’ve forgotten that Lisa worked a little slower than the others.

“Yeah, uh, I’m covering Hannah’s shift for a few months and I’m still not used to it. Maybe I’ll get better with practice.”

“It’s fine, just. Fuck. I gotta recover after that near-heart attack,” he said, huffing an almost surprised laugh as he started on the dishes he set beside her.

“Probably. I mean they usually say practice makes perfect. I don’t really think waiting tables requires a lot of practice but who am I to say. I’d probably get frustrated with the first annoying customer and quit so I can’t talk to much shit,” he says, looking behind him. He looks back to Lisa and squints.

“What’s your name again? Sorry, I’m still like, figuring out people here.”

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The little whine Sebastian let out sent heat flashing under Caleb’s skin, stomach swooping in an almost unsettling kick of arousal. There was nothing Caleb liked more than a vocal fuck - he liked knowing just how much someone enjoyed what he was doing to them. Maybe it was some sort of messed up ego thing, or maybe it was that underlying people-pleasing drive he had - he didn’t know. He just knew that he liked wringing every little noise he could out of a person, something he was determined to do with Sebastian.

Caleb snorted softly at Sebastian’s words, not entirely agreeing with him - he didn’t see himself as tender, exactly. Maybe with a significant other, but not with a random hook up. He was trying to be careful, sure - after all, the guy had said it’d been a while since he’d done something with someone, so Caleb wanted this something to be good. And Seb was a good kisser - Caleb wanted to get as much of that as he could.

A soft breath puffed from Caleb, muted against Sebastian’s mouth when the slim man ground up against him. Caleb’s hips rolled back down, grinding together a little. He huffed again when Sebastian whispered to him, giving him no time to reply before they were kissing again. Caleb returned it with just as much heat, tongue sweeping hot into Sebastian’s waiting mouth.

Caleb’s hands shifted between them, finding Sebastian’s waistband. Thick fingers worked, popping the button and tugging down his zipper before hands bunched in the waist. Caleb caught Sebastian’s underwear in the handful, tugging it all down in one go, basically man-handling the guy out of what was left of his clothes, tossing them aside when he was freed.

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Seb admired the little puffs that were escaping Caleb’s mouth--they were toned down and genuine. People had a tendency to get porny on one-night-stand setups like this one, so Caleb acting real turned Seb on. He moaned a little bit too--he was a little louder, but equally genuine. How could he not be, pinned under this guy?

Seb lifted his hips, letting Caleb pull his pants and boxers off quickly, leaving him naked under the man. His lashes fluttered up at the man with a little smile.

“So, you a pitcher or a catcher?” Seb mused with low lids, “Because I’m flexible. And I never judge a book by its cover.” He giggled a little, drawing his own fingers across his reddened lips.

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Caleb noticed Sebastian’s blush but he didn’t make note of it - it was just a touch of pride he filed away for later. It was nice seeing someone so seemingly shameless blush because of something he said or did. He huffed a soft laugh against Sebastian’s jaw when the man teased him, nipping at his pulse point gently in retaliation.

Caleb slid Sebastian’s shirt up and off once he lifted his lean arms, revealing his equally lean chest and torso, glowing pale in the low light of the room. His mouth curled at one corner, eyes darting over Seb’s newly bared skin until he spoke again prompting Caleb to remove his own shirt.

“Don’t get your hopes up,” Caleb replied softly, reaching behind his head to grab the back of his collar. He slid his henley off in one smooth, behind-the-head pull that guys often did, freeing himself from the soft, clinging fabric. He dropped it aside once he’d bared his chest, grinning at Seb. A hand went to the small of the man’s back and the other braced on the mattress. Caleb pushed off then, using the hand on the mattress and his legs to roll them over, hand staying braced on Seb’s back to lower the man to the bed.

Caleb sat back on his heels between Seb’s legs, hand smoothing up Seb’s stomach, over the narrow line of his chest. “You look good like this,” He noted in a mumble, half to himself as he stared, eyeing Sebastian for longer than was probably needed before he swooped forward, colliding their lips with far more force than he had previously.

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Seb whined a little bit as Caleb nipped at his throat, swallowing. As the man pulled back, Seb looked at him with low lids, biting his lip as he watched the man take in every inch of him. Damn, was he really that appealing? Sure, Seb could get laid pretty easily, but he still didn’t think he was particularly a catch.

“Too late. Hopes are already way up,” he said, watching intently as Caleb’ pulled his shirt off. He’d wanted the guy to take his shirt off for some time now and he was not disappointed.

“Damn,” he said, sort of dumbly, before he was being swooped and lowered down gently against his mattress.

“You’re one tender motherfucker,” Seb joked, breath catching again as the man’s hand rolled over wherever it wanted. He smiled at the compliment, about to respond before he was being kissed again. Seb went with it--usually kissing wasn’t a priority for him but it was nice. Making out was nice. Caleb tasted good.

He pushed his hips up after a few moments, feeling blood start to flow below the belt.

“Take my pants off,” he whispered against Caleb’s mouth before diving in for a kiss again, more heated than before.

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Caleb smiled against Sebastian’s mouth, amused by the man’s soft laughter. Caleb’s fingers flexed when their lips met again, squeezing his rump firmly. Not too hard, but enough to bely the urge brewing in his stomach. Caleb had been riding a low, burning sort of wave of lust since he’d entered Sebastian’s apartment, body warming with the thought of what was to come. He shifted a little at the touch of Seb’s cool hand against his spine, huffing a short breath.

Caleb was a touch breathless when they pulled apart, pink riding high on his cheeks, though the embarrassed colour had faded someone what from his neck and ears. It’d be back sooner or later of course, but that’d be not from embarrassment but from exertion instead. He hummed low, soft at Sebastian’s words, stepping back when he was pushed.

“Don’t stress,” he said softly, shifting back onto the mattress when he reached it, huffing out a breath. He reached up for Sebastian’s hands once he was seated, using the grasp to slowly pull the man down to straddle his lap. “I’ll take care of you.”

Caleb’s hands shifted again, chin tilting up to press his mouth to the underside of Sebastian’s jaw, hands smoothing big and broad down his back. His fingers found the hem of Sebastian’s shirt, giving it a gentle tug up his back, a wordless suggestion for Seb to raise his arms so Caleb could get it off.

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Seb blushed properly--somewhat embarrassed by Caleb’s words as he watched the man lie down on his mattress. Even when he was practically sitting on the floor he was tall.

“I’m not stressed,” he protested, allowing the man to take his hands and pull him down. He smirked a little at the guy’s words.

“Be still my fucking heart,” he murmured before silencing himself, feeling Caleb’s lips on his chin, tilting his head up and gasping softly. Caleb was being so fucking gentle--it was weird. No one was gentle with him, and that was typically by design. This was another beast. Truthfully, though, Seb was feeling rather reserved about all of this, regardless of the confidence he exerted. So it was probably best he take it slow. In prison, he’d grown to somewhat fear other people’s touch--this was a relearning process for him.

He lifted his arms, allowing the man to pull his shirt off, humming.

“You too,” Seb said, “I know you’ve got like a twelve pack under there.”

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leesburch:

Lisa usually didn’t close at The Righteous Rabbit, but she agreed to switch shifts with one of her coworkers for a few months because of how her night classes panned out. She didn’t mind it that much, either. It was quieter the closer it came to closing, so she had time to actually clean up and talk to customers as they came in. Lisa picked up a few leftover plates from one table and took them to the back, almost slipping on a puddle of water and dropping them all. “Shit!” She exclaimed as she regained her balance, laughing at herself as she put the plates in one of the sinks that Sebastian was working out. “That, uh, that could’ve been bad.”

Seb pretty much always closed up shop at the diner, considering he was the one doing the clean-up job afterwards. He mostly just handled the kitchen, which wasn’t too bad, but damn it was a timewaster for when he could’ve been out at the bar. IT was probably good though, that he had a jo like this that was making him stay away from that (for the most part).

He’d thought he was alone in the place to be left to lock it up before he heard a presence enter the kitchen and quicklyslip beside him, scaring him half to death and nearly causing a massive clean up.

“Jesus... fucking christ,” Sebastian said, holding his hand over his chest, “You scared the living shit out of me.” Seb wasn’t really familiar with any of the servers, he only saw them in passing. He was pretty sure this girl was... Lisa? Maybe?

“You’re here really late, usually the other servers clean up way faster,” he said.”

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“I’m sure you have at least a couple other skills,” Seb says, voice equally as soft, “If that one is any indication.” Seb bites his lip as Caleb’s hands explore, his body tingling a little bit wherever Caleb’s hands brushed him.

His breath caught for a moment as a big hand worked its way down to rest on Seb’s ass over his jeans. He giggles a little bit before the man is kissing him again and--jesus. Okay. Seb wasn’t kidding. The guy was good at kissing. Granted this was, again, the first time he’d been kissed in awhile, so it was reasonable to get a little more worked up than usual about it, but whatever.

He met it though, mouthing against the man’s lips, tickled by the sensation of his beard. Seb’s own hands slipped up the back of Caleb’s shirt to feel his skin, warm and smooth and toned nicely. Damn. What a fucking catch.

He pulled back after a moment, pushing Caleb with his body slowly towards his bed.

“I haven’t...” he cleared his throat, “I haven’t gotten laid in awhile. Just an FYI. I might be quick. If so, uh, y’know, my bad.”

[caleb-curtis-blog]

Caleb’s thumb brushes over Sebastian’s hip as they kiss - it’s slow, sure. But it’s nice. Exploratory. It’s like a way of getting to know Sebastian without words - different, but just as intimate. A soft huff of a breath puff from his lips when they pull apart, licking over his lips, smiling a bit. 

“One of my only skills,” Caleb jokes, tone soft due to their proximity. His hand slides from it’s spot on the back of Seb’s neck, tracing flat and broad down the arc of his spine, settling on the denim clad curve of his butt, smile turning cheeky. 

“Oops,” he singsongs softly, nudging his nose against Seb’s cheek as he kisses him again. 

[sebfuckingkyle-blog]

tbc