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[goingbadly]

Sebastian groans. “Jim-from-IT. Really?” Christ, it’s early in the morning for this. Sebastian sighs and takes a sip of his coffee. “I thought we were done with him when Molly broke up with you.”

Still holding the butter-knife – a sentence that really shouldn’t be threatening – Jim jumps over to the table in two quick strides. The movement is so fast he almost blurs. Sebastian’s still halfway through setting his coffee cup down when Jim’s cold fingers wrap in his hair. There’s a painful twist and then Jim yanks his head back – all the way back, until Sebastian’s throat is bared, tendons painfully tight, and he thinks his chair is going to topple over.

“How about you be a good boy and play along,” Jim hisses against Sebastian’s ear, “Or I’ll find someone else to fuck me tonight.”

Jim plays gay. Sebastian doesn't mind. Requested by CassiusWuff.

[goingbadly]

I was rereading your fic 'A bit of a domestic' and loved your description of Jim's 'Jim from IT' as a faggy little peacock, and ugh it made me want to read a fic where Jim dresses up as said peacock and is all whorish with Sebastian plzohplz .-. ill draw u porn

pssst hey did I mention I'm writing this and I'm only being incredibly slow because I went to visit America for a week or so because:

Jim-from-IT has work gear and club gear. Work gear: Tight-t-shirt, fitted trousers, pants that scream gay in a five mile radius. 

Club gear: Currently making Sebastian forget he was ever shot.

Jim peels himself off the side of his Austin-Martin with a smile like a subtle sun, and weaves his way over the parking lot to Sebastian. Sebastian’s mouth is dry. He has to remind himself to breathe. Jim’s latex deep-vee can’t conceal a single bone of his ribs, and his tight black trousers aren’t doing much better. His whole body is on display, obvious and flashy. And mouthwatering. The trousers are laced at the front, straining over Jim’s cock, and Sebastian can just imagine how they’d spring free at the slightest touch. His touch, he damn well hopes.

“Hey, handsome,” Jim-from-IT breathes, when he’s close enough that Sebastian can smell his expensive cologne. “You all done?” He’s got a dreamy, heavy-lidded look to his eyes that either spells stoned or fucked-out, and Sebastian can’t wait to find out which.hey I'm writing this and it should be up on AO3 within the week

[dirtygrimyfursuits]

Hi there, just to say about your semi recent post concerning Felix Fox, he's a really nice guy and takes his suits very seriously. His head is never touched during sex and he doesn't wear his murrsuit out in public. Just wanted to let you know, apologies if it comes across as accusing :)

It's still a bit awkward for the head to be worn during the act, but I suppose as long as he keeps everything clean there's no harm. And from what it looks like nobody's got any complaints about him smelling or looking nasty, either. 

So it looks like Felix is good, guys. No worries ^w^

~Gypsee