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Perhaps, perhaps. I’m going through an old tag today and reblogging old fic ideas because...gets the creativity flowing!

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I want to thank Liz (@arielrpcorner) and Rachael (@seblaincheletterps) for all the hard work they put into Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus. I had such a fun time there, and I’m really going to miss the roleplay.

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♦: Surprising my muse at work with a quickie

Sebastian had had the day from hell at work, usually he thrived on days like this, fighting his way through difficult meetings, making the decisions that no one else wanted to even touch. But today, it was as though the whole world was against him. He was tired and stressed, and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He’d promised to take Sam out to lunch today, a little treat to make up for not being around much over the last few days. But, he’d regretfully had to cancel, and that was what he hated the most. He’d have to think of another way of making up for the sudden distance between them.

He sat behind his desk, letting out a low sigh as he ran a hand through his hair, glancing down at the extensive report on his desk. He knew he only had a couple of hours to read it and make a decision either way, but it was the last thing he wanted to do right now. He pushed it away, leaning back in his seat as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He pulled up Sam’s number, his thumb hovering over the call button, but he hesitated at the last minute. What would he even say to him? But he so wanted to hear Sam’s voice, to make sure that he was okay, to promise him that next time would different, that he wouldn’t let him down again. But how was he supposed to do that over the phone. Shaking his head, he placed the phone back on the desk, letting out a frustrated little sigh of his own, barely hearing the soft sound of footsteps at the door behind him.

He glanced up, titling his head tot he side in confusion as he spotted Sam’s recognisable figure come into view. His face relaxed into a soft smile, standing up in surprise, “What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice soft, still not entirely sure that he wasn’t just seeing things. “Look, about lunch today, I’m so sorry, Babe, I just couldn’t get out of these meetings, I promise, next time...” he trailed off, frowning as Sam turned around and locked the door behind him. The confusion across his face was soon replaced by his signature smirk, taking a step forward and pressing his body firmly against Sam’s, dipping his head to pepper soft little kisses along Sam’s neck, “Hmm, but this is better than anything the restaurant had to offer on the menu...” he breathed out, pressing his lips hotly against Sam’s ear, reaching up and tugging the blinds down so that they didn’t run the risk of being seen together like this, “We haven’t got a lot of time before my next meeting though, so we’ve got to be quick,” he grinned, slipping a hand down to pop open the button of Sam’s jeans.

#roleplay:sugar daddy #ship:sambastian #ask meme #arielrpcorner

♜: Whispering dirty things into my muse’s ear

Looking back now, a seventeen year old Sebastian Smythe would have never have imagined that this would be his life. He’d had it all planned out you see, he’d be a high flying lawyer, running his own firm preferably in New York or in Los Angeles - he didn’t like to do things by halves. Not once did he imagine that he’d be back in Ohio, with his husband on his arm, chaperoning McKinley’s Prom. But, he’d never actually been happier, it’s funny how things turn out isn’t it?

“Remember our Prom night?” Sebastian muttered, dipping his head and pressing his lips to Sam’s ear, lips curling up into a smirk. He caught the flicker of Sam’s eye, meaning that he knew exactly what Sebastian was talking about. His arm crept around Sam’s waist, tugging his husband even closer to him, to prevent any of the kids around him potentially overhearing them. “You looked amazing in your tux, I couldn’t wait to rip it off you,” He nipped at Sam’s ear with his teeth, “And I seem to recall you had no problem with that either, remember? By the time we got back to our hotel room, you were practically begging me to do it,” He pressed a light kiss to Sam’s temple, keeping their interactions mostly PG before continuing, “Though that might have something to do with me blowing you in the bathroom beforehand...” His fingers curled into Sam’s side, he might’ve been a man in his thirties, but he didn’t think he’d ever felt more like a teenager than what he did right now, “Come on...” He muttered, reaching down and threading his fingers through Sam’s and tugging him towards the door. He met Sam’s questioning gaze with a cocky little smirk that took them both back to their teenage years, “What? You think I’m going to let these kids have all the fun on Prom night?” he added with a wink, barely giving Sam a chance to reply, before tugging him out of the gym and down the hall into Sam’s office, making sure to lock the door behind them.

#roleplay:future!sambastian #ship:sambastian #ask meme #arielrpcorner

[text]: how did you get this number?

Sebastian Smythe - Sam Evans

[Text] Scoring a phone number is nothing when you’ve got as many connections in this school as I have.[Text] Look, I don’t know what you’ve heard about me, but give me a chance to prove the rumours wrong?[Text] Let me take you out, one dinner, no strings attached. And if you want nothing more to do with me after that, then I’ll leave you alone for good, deal?

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"You're all I've ever needed"

Rachel felt her body stiffen slightly as Cooper held her close to him, the two of them swaying in time with the music. She knew it had been a bad idea to agree to this, she should have put her foot down at the very beginning, but Kurt had been in full blown wedding planner mode, and no one dared risk his wrath by going against his plans, even if that meant putting herself in harms way. She glanced around the room, spotting Kurt and Blaine on the far side of the dance floor, and she sighed softly, unable to hide her smile. There were no two people that she felt deserved each other more than they did, she was thrilled for them, and she had to remind herself that was enduring all of this for them.

It was only when she felt Cooper’s head nuzzling against her, his warm breath tickling her neck, that she turned back to him, giving him a little sigh in return. “Please don’t do this, not here,” she urged, but she could see the sincerity in his eyes, giving her a look that he’d used with her so many times before in the past. “Cooper, please...” Her voice caught in her throat, only vaguely aware that they’d stopped moving as she glanced up at him to meet his eyes. A familiar warmth flooded through her as he gave her that special smile that was just for her, and she fought with every fibre of her being to not give into him. But he wasn’t giving up, refusing to make this easy for her, and she shook her head, taking a careful step backwards so that he was holding her at arms length.

“That’s not what you said when you asked me to choose,” she stated, keeping her voice low, as to not cause a scene in the middle of Kurt and Blaine’s wedding, “To choose between you and my career, the one thing I’d been working towards my entire life. If I really meant that much to you then you’d have understood, you’d have supported me instead tearing me in half,” She noticed the hurt flash across his face, and she swallowed thickly. battling with her own tears, "I can’t do this, it was a mistake to think that we could handle being in the same room with each other and not suffer any lasting repercussions,”

Then, holding her nerve, she brushed past Cooper, keeping her eyes fixed forward as she walked past the remaining wedding guests and out into the hotel gardens, her legs wobbling slightly as she gripped hold of the railings, the pain of the break up just as raw as it had been all those months ago.