So, here we go under the mistletoe. Oh, I adore you. (Friday, December 6, 2019)
Blaine left LeFay Friday afternoon and headed over to Sebastian’s apartment to spend some time with Ras before Seb got home for the weekend. He’d be there for a few hours, snuggled up in his Harvard Law hoodie (his new favorite shirt) messing with the green and red candy cane light theme on Seb’s balcony while he waited. Lemon meltaway cookies already cooling on a rack while Ras begged with his eyes for just one more. Of course Blaine would oblige. As happy as Blaine was he couldn’t help feeling just a little down. Nothing was actually wrong with him; his life was going swimmingly over the last few months and aside from a few setbacks with his father that may, sadly, never resolved themselves, he could not be happier. Tony and Hunter were coming around more which meant Blaine got to spend more time with Tony and get to know her more, further proving that a piece of his beautiful, intelligent and kind mother still lived on in not just him but, this charming woman. Not to mention Seb and Freya were now comfortable with each other and they coexisted like friends should. And Ras still absolutely loved Blaine and Freya and never missed a chance to show it. And, most of all he had Sebastian and the two of them were closer than ever, their bond growing stronger still by the day.
Still, there was this little feeling- like something stuck and aching in his chest that was making it hard from him to breathe properly. It wasn’t until he was back inside and standing in front of the 6’5 Christmas tree that he’d once again decorated in Sebastian’s favorite colors (green and blue) that he allowed himself to wrap his head around the issue. And really- It was such a stupid stupid thing that Blaine’s face flared up hot and red in embarrassment. It took him looking at the beautiful tree in his boyfriend's apartment to admit that he was upset that once again, Sebastian was going to be leaving for Paris. In a week. For sixteen whole damn days... just like he did last year. Looking at the tree reminded him that he’d have to spend his Christmas without his other half once again. Sure, Christmas was different for him but, it was a time for family and Sebastian was his family and it felt just as achy as it did last year, possibly even more now.
No, he wasn’t upset with Sebastian or Sabine or anyone really, not at all. He loved them both. But, Seb’s grandmother was very French, very strict and overwhelmingly Catholic. To think that Blaine would be able to go with him like he went with Seb over the last two Thanksgivings was almost laughable. The Smythe Family was one... thing. Sebastian’s grandmother seemed to be something else entirely and when Seb asked her about Blaine coming this time she had refused. He tried not to take it too personal but it twisted at his insides a little. Maybe next year . Well, if I’m alive. He sighed to himself and tried his hardest to shake the ache. He managed fine enough last year, he got to have Ras for the last half, hopefully this year he’d get to have him the whole trip. He got to go to Seb’s house whenever he wanted and they talked and texted and Seb even took the black tourmaline Blaine had charged for him with him and didn’t make a big deal about it. Still, the strings of fate that attached Sebastian to Blaine and Blaine to Sebastian felt taut and uncomfortable with Seb was that far away and Blaine didn’t much care for it. And Blaine hated missing him fucking so much and he wasn’t looking forward to it. He tried to tell himself that this year would be different. Sebastian knew that he was a witch now and he knew that Blaine could be in his arms with very little tie and effort. Blaine could even put a shield around them so that his mother and grandmother couldn’t hear them. He told himself all of this and he knew he was being silly and dramatic and still his chest felt funny and he dreaded thinking about Seb being four thousand miles away from him again because even when he visited he’d still have to come back to Boston every night alone.
He sighed a little disgusted with himself. Don’t be that person, Blaine. Don't be crazy. It’ll be okay just like last year N!o rogue witch will find him and try to harm him. Sebastian will not fall off the fucking Eiffel Tower without you there, he won’t even go to the damn thing. Just calm down and ask him if you can visit a few times. He’s not going to tell you no. Blaine wasn’t sure if he said the words out loud but if Ras’ arched, (yes arched) brows and confused face were to judge then yes, he said them out loud.
He sighed and gave the tree a once over. He’d done it up the day after they came back from Ohio for Thanksgiving. Seb had helped but, mostly watched, a little in awe of the twinkle magic Blaine had done with the lights. Sure, you could buy lights that twinkled but, this was something different. If Seb were to have company they’d wonder where in the world he got such strange lights. Blaine should probably stop the magic but, he liked the way Seb’s face looked when he did these little things and would often catch Seb watching when he’d come into the room so he kept the magic in the lights and even let them ripple sometimes. Looking at the tree now thought it seemed so dull. It was almost identical to the one he’d done last year. Why had he thought the same thing was a good idea? He shook his head and thought for a moment. What could top it? He worried his lip, looking down at his feet, his eyes catching the word on the front of his hoodie. He smiled to himself. He had an idea.
A few tweaks here and a little dab of twinkling magic there and the once green and blue decorated tree was now done up in the crimsons, blacks and grays of Sebastian’s school right down to the packages under the tree. The tree was adorned with little living sprigs of Evergreen, Holly and Ivy which were sprinkled throughout the branches, berries included. It was classy and beautiful and Blaine was insanely proud of himself. He reached out and tinkered with a black bow before stepping back and smiling to himself. It didn’t fix his ache but it was beautiful and made him feel good.
He looked at the clock, noting that Sebastian would be home in just a few minutes. They had plans for a casual dinner and to Christmas shop for his father, Sabine and the grandmother that night. He was determined to be in a good mood and not let this Paris trip ruin his December. Struck once more with inspiration, he gave a little wave of his hand and watched as vividly green mistletoe appeared just above the door, the little white berries stark against the red and grey bow that grew around it. He’d never done Mistletoe before and usually he needed something living such as a blade of grass or a leaf to grow anything at all. This must be a special occasion. Perhaps Frigg and Persephone had blessed him this year? He’d have to thank them later. Either way, he didn’t need the plant to get his kiss but, how romantic anyway? He wondered how long Seb would take to notice.
There’s Something We Should Talk About...//Monday, August 19, 2019/Seblaine ‘mini’ para.
Blaine read back over the text Sebastian and him had been exchanging throughout the day, his nerves creeping up to grab at his stomach again as he read the words there is something we should talk about and I think so but, we should talk in person or on the phone. Blaine believed Sebastian when he said it wasn’t about them but, his intuition witchy and just basic in general told him he still needed to be on guard. He forced himself to sit still and endure the rest of his classes. It was the start of the year, and now that he was on his fifth year at LeFay University he was learning more advanced things every day and he didn’t think his Headmaster father would appreciate him leaving early. Especially after he had cut out early on his private lessons last Sunday. He let himself smile thinking back, he didn’t regret that early exit one bit even if it did ear him a few probing questions from his father.
As soon as four o’clock hit he was in his dorm giving himself and his room a quick once over. Freya was there, giving her normal, broody, disapproving look. He shook his head at his familiar and rubbed her favorite spot right under her chin. “You know you’re allowed over there anytime you want. Ras misses you, you could be civilized and come visit him and his papa.” He never said Sebatian’s name out loud behind these walls, he didn’t know who might be listening. He kissed the top of her cloud soft head and was in Sebastian’s alley way in less than thirty seconds. He knew he could put himself into the apartment but, Seb was still getting used to it and Blaine didn’t want to overload him with magic every single day. He made his way up the steps and just used his key to let himself in. He was greeted by Ras kisses and his nervous heart lifted a bit. Ras had that effect. He made his way further into the apartment and found his guy, already showered and in sweats for the night
“Hey, you. You look comfy.” He leaned up for a hello kiss and smiled up at Seb as he pulled away. “So what’s this news that’s had me mildly freaking- well, kinda a lot freaking out all day long?
Say We’ll Go Slow(But We Never Do)/Seblaine Para/Mini
The bus ride to Sebastian’s apartment was hot to say the least. The Boston summer sun beat through the windows causing Blaine’s annoyance and discomfort to be put on display. Apparently the air conditioner wasn’t working and the sun really wasn't helping. If only Helios would calm the hell down. His grey chino shorts were all but clinging to him as he shifted for comfort in his seat.
He rummaged through the contents of his bags and mumbled to himself passively. Fresh shrimp from the fish market, noodles, lemon, heavy whipping cream, butter, garlic, zucchini, broccoli and french bread… He’d gotten the whole works for shrimp Alfredo. He opted to make a homemade sauce instead of making the noodles homemade. He didn’t want to spend the whole evening cooking. He’d even brought a dry Sauvignon Blanc to top the simple but relatively nice meal off. He’d even brought a treat for the dog. A rather juicy and, to Blaine, unappetizing ham hock from the meat market. He was sure Enjolras would love it though.
He was nervous to say the least, possibly more nervous now than he’d been the first time he’d went over. The first time he’d mostly known what to expect, what was going to happen. But this time he wasn’t so sure. It was clear that this was about more than just sex. Sure, that was something that had went incredibly well, but he had actually hurt Sebastian when he’d woken up and Blaine wasn’t there the next day. The other man had called him out and made a point to contact him many times after that night. His little game of twenty-one questions had to mean something. You didn’t just play that with hookups. It had to be more.
‘Could this actually be something?’ the thought scared the hell out of him. He wasn’t supposed to get attached to normal people. He was supposed to be looking for another witch like himself. He’d already gotten into a small amount of trouble with his father for missing his class last weekend. Right now he didn’t care. At least it was Sunday and he didn’t have class tonight. He’d lied to his father this time saying he was playing a show and wouldn’t back until early morning. He’d deal with the consequences tomorrow morning. Blaine also knew that it was far too late to not be attached, he found himself counting down days and then hours until he’d be able to see Sebastian and his big dumb dog again. It was almost pathetic. Blaine just wanted to be near him. He wanted to wake up next to him again, but this time to get to see Sebastian when he woke up as well. It was scary and a new feeling and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. Or even if they were actually on the same page. He just knew he wanted to find out no matter the heartbreak.
He was pulled out of his chaotic thoughts by the sound of the driver announcing his stop. He gathered his bag and smiled as he made his way down the steps. His skin relishing in the feeling of the natural air. It was cooler outside than inside the bus. He talked himself through each step that brought him closer to Sebastian’s apartment. He nudged the door open with his leg and made his way up the old, but beautiful stairs of Sebastian’s apartment. He could feel the pulsing of the protection spell he had put up last weekend. It was going just as strong as the night he’d done it. He smiled to himself, pleased that he’d summed such a powerful one. That had to say something about Sebastian as well. He shifted the bags just enough and knocked on Sebastian’s door. His face betraying him and already showing his excitement.
Blaine was just about to say goodbye to Quinn for the evening when he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He smiled and nodded his farewell so as not to be rude as he checked his phone. 5:46 pm flashed across the screen along with a text from Sebastian saying he’d be there in ten. Blaine’s nerves jumped at the words on his screen, a nervous giddiness rolling though the pit of his stomach. He couldn’t help but smile to himself as he sent a text back asking what Sebastian wanted to drink. Within seconds he had his answer: medium black iced tea with simple syrup. He turned back around to Quinn to make his new order.. He smiled once again and thanked her, making sure to leave her a tip, telling her he’d see her around before he stepped out into the heat again.
He made his way over to one of the little bistro tables in front of the coffee shop and sat down as he waited. His eyes scanning the road in vain looking for Sebastian’s car. It took him a whole minute to realize that he had zero clue what the other man drove. In his excitement this morning he had completely forgotten to ask. With a sigh he took a sip of his hot tea more for something to do with his hands than out of thirst. His other hand gripped the coldness of Sebastian's iced tea the contrast between the drinks causing him a slight shiver. He pulled his hands away and sat them lightly in his lap, trying his hardest not to look like a lost puppy as he waited. Every car that slowed near him sent a little thrill through him and caused him to second guess everything. His clothing; dark jeans, a tightly fitted red collared shirt, black and white Sperry top-sider boat shoes and his clear quartz tucked safely inside his shirt. He second guessed the crystal, wondering if Sebastian would see it and automatically know he was a little bit different. Plenty of people practiced with crystals is what he told himself and now he wasn’t so sure. He even second guessed his signature custom oil he’d decided to dab on his skin and hair. He’d mixed it himself, had been doing so since he was old enough to want to smell nice. A soft earthy and spicy mix of sandalwood, clove, sweet grass and a very mild patchouli. Normally he liked it, but now he wondered if it made him smell like what he was. A witch. Sebastian was going to be a lawyer, he probably wanted someone that smelled like some high end expensive cologne. He went to Harvard. According to his facebook he’d lived in Paris. And here Blaine was smelling like he’d just spent the day basking in incense like one of those new age people that people rarely too seriously. Blaine wished he’d just went out and bought something nice, maybe a little bit less of himself was better.
But, it was too late for all of that now. A sleek, dark vehicle was pulling into the parking lot and slowing down in the parking lot in front of him. He couldn’t quite make out who was inside, but his body sang with the knowledge. It was Sebastian. He took in a deep breath, gathered their drinks and stood to make his way towards the car. He shifted the drinks to one arm and opened his door, mentally preparing himself before sliding into the passenger seat.
Seb:
Sebastian woke up Saturday morning with a stomach full of knots, butterflies, pins, needles, and any other cliche phrase you could think of. Tonight was the night he was meeting up with Blaine, the night he had been thinking about every day since he asked. Sebastian had a list of things he needed to do in preparation, ever the procrastinator. He needed to go for a run with Enjolras, clean up, run to the pharmacy, pick out an outfit that said ”I didn’t spend an hour rummaging for this and I’m always naturally effortless”. Seb sat up, stretched, and ruffled Ras’ fur before getting out of bed. He made his pre run shake, put on his favorite blue running shorts, and stepped out into the June heat he loved with his pup in tow.
After a long run with the sun setting Sebastian’s tan skin with a satisfying blaze, he started on his errands. What felt like an hour of preparation, suddenly turned into four and he it was already five o’ clock. He Needed to meet Blaine at The Thinking Cup at 6. He really needed to get the outfit figured out and his cologne picked out (his mom bought him a different bottle of high end cologne every Christmas.) Seb settled on a white tee shirt that fit just right, hugging his biceps and chest in the perfect way to create the illusion of a little more muscle than he had, dark jeans, white slip ons, and black Ray Bans. Pomade swept through the hair, deodorant, and a few spritzes of Fucking Fabulous by Tom Ford, and we has out the door. Well, he gave Enjolras a good ruffle first and THEN was on his way in his sleek black car.
When sebastian turned down the road that the coffeehouse was on, he could see Blaine sitting at a little table. The golden evening sun lit up his curls just so, showing off just how black they were and Seb already knew that those honey eyes would be glowing in tandem. He turned down his music and slowed, approaching the curb. “Hey stranger.” Sebastian reached forward to help Blaine with the drinks. “Thanks for the tea. I’ve never had it from here before.” Small talk,really? He never planned hook-ups like this and he usually felt a lot more confident but, his stomach wouldn’t stop doing that….thing. Knots, butterflies, needles.
Sebastian cleared his throat, “How was your day? Ras is gonna be so excited to see you. Hasn’t stopped talking about you.” God. What? He was cringing on the inside, where did all the lines and sarcastic commentary go? Right outside the car door, in exchange for the intoxicating incense smell that surrounded him once Blaine entered. This was usually so much easier. A velvet smile, some compliments, a touch. Right, “You look great.” He reached over and placed his hand on Blaine’s knee, eyes on the road. Sebastian kept telling himself that this wasn’t new, he had done this over and over. Why did he have goose bumps?
Blaine:
Blaine bit his bottom lip when he saw Sebastian after getting into the car. Pictures were one thing, but seeing him again in person reaffirmed just how attracted he was to the other man. He looked incredible. The white shirt and white shoes setting his tan off just right. He also smelled incredible, a mix of sweat from the heat and a leathery soft floral scent that made Blaine want to press his nose into Sebastian’s clavicle just to breath him in better. Of course he couldn’t and didn’t but the anticipation of possibly being able to do just that later was thrilling.
“Hello to you, too.” He chucked at the use of the word stranger because they were, in fact, pretty much strangers. But it didn’t really feel that way. “We have pretty decent tea and coffee, I hope you like it.” He took a small sip of his as if that would prove it was good. “I had a decent day.” He glanced over at Sebastian still imagining what might happen later and worried his bottom lip again. “It’s much better now though.” In truth he’d spent his whole day nervous in a way he hadn’t been in a long time, but he didn’t think Sebastian needed to know that. He grinned when Sebastian mentioned the dog. “He’s been talking to you about me, huh?” He laughed. “I’m looking forward to seeing him, too though. I mean he is the reason we even met in the first place, I have to give him extra pets as a thank you.”
He wasn’t expecting it so when Sebastian laid his hand on Blaine’s knee he found it a little hard to breathe, had he even really touched Sebastian besides checking his hands? Either way the feel of his hand on his knee sent wave of want through his lower body which was almost embarrassing. It was such a simple act but at the same time it made it seem like they’ve done this before, like they hadn’t just met a few days ago. Blaine swallowed his lips curving in an almost smile at the green eyed man. “Thank you.” his voice came out slightly warbled and he cringed on the inside. “So do you.” without thinking too hard about it he slid his hand forward on his leg so that the tips of his fingers ghosted the inside of Sebastian's wrist, the simple touch leaving his fingers tingling and itching to do more. It was ridiculous, he knew it, but it didn’t matter. He watched the other man through his lashes, his eyes roaming over his face and settling on Sebastian's lips. He found himself wondering what they’d taste like later and had to look away before he embarrassed himself further.
“So, are we going to your place then? He asked when he found his voice again as Sebastian drove his car towards a Cambridge neighborhood that he’d never really been to. His anticipation probably showing right on his face, but at this point there wasn’t any point in hiding it.
Seb:
Sebastian’s wrist sparked where Baine’s fingertips dusted his skin, sending wildfire through his veins, making a few more goosebumps pop up in their wake. He wasn’t sure he ever felt such a chemical connection with somebody else. He had been attracted to many and went home with them and had fun, for the most part. But, this seemed different in a way that scared Sebastian. The tension in the air disrupting the cool demeanor he prided himself on by a simple touch he’d usually ignore and the scent of sandalwood and tea. He found himself scrambling internally, and wanting to impress Blaine. Sebastian never worried about that, he just effortlessly….did.
Sebastian turned down a crowded block, making his way towards his apartment. “Yeah, is that okay? I figured we could just...” He squeezed Blaine’s knee, trying to keep his fingers from tracing the inseam of his denim up his inner thigh. Normally he wouldn’t care but, what if it ran him off? Were they even on the same page? They had to be right? “Start the night off with a drink a little stronger than tea.” He was going to need one to calm his nerves, he wasn’t used to his stomach feeling like it was suspended in the air. Sebastian bit his bottom lip,trying to clear his mind. This was a hook up. This wasn’t new. He was used to this.
He could feel Blaine’s ochre eyes pressing into him. Yeah, they were on the same page.
Sebastian turned down a few more streets, driving for about ten minutes before parking before his red brick apartment building. He slid out of the driver seat and made his way around to open the passenger door. “This is it.” Seb threw his arm out before the lavish antique building. He loved it, the bricks covered in tangled ivy, the thick glass windows, and the stairs leading up to a heavy door. “I’m on the second floor.” He walked in front up Blaine, up the stairs and to his apartment. Once they walked up, Enjolras started pawing at the inside of the door and whining. Seb unlocked and swung the door open, an invitation for Blaine to walk inside and greet the hyperactive dog. He walked in after the other man, “I have some vodka, beer….there may some wine. Oh, and bourbon. What would you like? I have some soda-water and cranberry juice,too. To mix.”
Blaine:
Blaine’s knee tingled through his jeans where Sebastian had squeezed, his breath caught just so before he let out slowly. It was all he could do not to squirm. It was such a simple thing, but it sent surge of heat right between his legs. All he could do was nod, eyes finding Sebastian's again as the pulled up to a brick apartment building. Old, but not in the way tha LeFay was old, not creepy but beautiful. Inviting. Thought he wasn’t sure if it was inviting because he knew that’s where Sebastian lived or because of the atmosphere. Probably a bit of both. He instantly missed the feeling of Sebastian’s hand, but he knew there’d be time for more touching later.
As he entered the huge, open apartment he noted absently how simple and sleek it was before being greeted by and overly enthusiast Enjolras. Blaine smiled instantly down at the dog and scratched behind his ears. He was genuinely happy to see the golden retriever. He guided himself and the dog over to Sebastian navy blue sectional sofa and proceeded to pet the dog as if they had known each other forever.
“Bourbon, please. Just straight Bourbon. If it’s not too much trouble could you make it a double?” he cringed at his unintentional rhyme and shook his head to himself. Sebastian probably thought he was a huge dork who’d nver been to a boys house before with the way he was acting. He knew he shouldn’t drink too much but he really felt like he needed it, his nerves were still getting the better of him. He had dont this a few times before, but he’d never felt this much all at once. The dog settled in the vacant spot to Blaine’s right, head settling on Blaine’s leg which made him smile.
He took his drink when Sebastian brought it over to him instantly taking a sip and savoring the burn. “Thank you. What are you having?” He gestured vaguely to Sebastian’s drink. “Your home is lovely by the way.” the words felt strange on his tongue, almost forced. Not the easy conversations they’d been having while texting or the way they’d talked the day they met. He knew it was because they were both a little nervous, he could feel Sebastian’s rolling off him him subtly. And it made him feel better knowing that he wasn’t alone. Slowly he scooted a little closer to the other man so that his right knee pressed against Sebastian’s thigh just a bit. The contact instantly making him feel dizzy with want. Again, it was almost embarrassing but he didn’t move away.
Seb:
Sebastian slipped into the kitchen while Blaine and Enjolras headed for the couch. He liked that his dog enjoyed the other man so much. Ras liked,well, basically everybody he met but, he seemed to respond more to Blaine, constantly trying to get closer to him and revel in the scratches for as long as he was allowed. “Not a problem at all,” Sebastian poured what he thought looked like a double of bourbon for Blaine and then made himself a drink. He handed the bourbon over before sitting down with the other man. “Vodka cran.” Sebastian took a sip and looked at Blaine over the rim of his glass, eyes dropping when he felt a knee press into his thigh. He took a drink. “I’m glad you’re here.”
Sebastian reached out and pretended to fix the collar of Blaine’s polo, there was nothing wrong with it of course, he was immaculate. He let his hand drift down to press his palm flat against his chest,scooting a little closer. Sebastian took comfort in the rapid beat of the other’s heart under his hand before sliding to press his hand against the back of Blaine’s neck. The hair at the nape of his neck tickled Sebastian’s hand.
Blaine:
Blaine swallowed hard when Sebastian scooted closer to him. He knew his heart was pounding hard against his hand, but he couldn’t find it in him to care too much. This was the closest they had been so far and Blaine noticed something he hadn't noticed before. Sebastian’s top teeth had slight imperfections. He’d originally thought that the other teeth were perfect, but now he could see a crooked tooth that was so endearing it made Blaine sigh softly. Made him want to know Sebastian’s body even more. Blaine put his glass to his lips and managed to finish the whisky off with one long pull. He gently sat it down the table in front of them before turning his body so that he could face Sebastian, his knee sliding up onto the cushion. The dog forgotten.
“I’m glad, too.” His voice was hardly there when he spoke. He leaned into Sebastian’s touch, the hairs on the back of his neck tingling where long fingers rested against curls. Before he could talk himself out of it he slid his right hand up and rested it against the other man's jaw, his fingertips just ghosting over the sharp angle before trailing it to the back of his neck, gently pulling Sebastian to him. His stomach was knotted and anxious as he closed the short distance to Sebastian’s inviting lips and his own and kissed him. He gasped into the kiss, the sensation almost electrifying. His fingers curling against Sebastian’s neck and his eyes slipping closed. Before he could think more about what he was doing he found himself opening his mouth slightly, his tongue sliding along Sebastian’s bottom lip before licking inside. He whimpered into the kiss as his lips kissed harder. Slowly. Wanting nothing more than to show Sebastian how much he wanted to kiss him.How much he wanted him. His body pressed impossibly closer. His skin felt like it was on fire and his body felt tightly coiled, like each slip of the tongue would bring him one step closer to snapping apart.
Seb:
This was the moment when everything stopped. Shaking hands, desperation, and lust all culminating in a kiss. Sebastian’s anxieties left somewhere with his drink on the coffee table, his fingers knotting into Blaine’s hair as he opened his mouth into the kiss.
He had never been kissed like this before. A mix of tenderness and want that was more intoxicating than any shot he had ever taken. Sebastian felt like he was running straight down a hill, his legs moving faster than the rest of his body, bound to crash but too high on the adrenaline to care that much.
Seb gave Blaine’s curls a little tug and moaned into the kiss, nipping a little at the other man’s swollen bottom lip. He slid his hands down over his back, feeling firm muscles underneath course fabric. Sebastian pulled away for a moment, standing with his hands out in front of him,reaching for Blaine. “C’mon.” He started to walk backwards,towards the bedroom. Sebastian pulled Blaine in again for another kiss, his hands finally underneath that inconvenient polo, fingers ghosting over the other man’s stomach. He moaned a little when he felt the trail of hair that led into his jeans.
Blaine:
Blaine moaned small and breathy into Sebastian’s mouth when his curls were tugged, the sensation traveling straight down to his cock. He wanted nothing more than yank Sebastian back down onto the sofa and press him into the cushions so that he could keep kissing him. He almost actually pouted before realizing that Sebastian wanted him to follow him into the bedroom. He complied without hesitation fingers curling into Sebastian’s shirt when he was kissed again. He didn’t want to stop. Wouldn’t have except Sebatian was touching his stomach and suddenly Blaine needed that direct skin on skin contact all over. He reluctantly pulled back and without taking his eyes off of Seb pulled his polo and undershirt off letting red and white fabric hit the ground carelessly. Instantly he went back to Sebastian, pulling his taller body back to him so that he could kiss him again, a little messily, before moving to pull Sebastian’s shirt up and over his head, more white fabric joining the rest.
Sebastian was muscled lightly, his skin tan and smooth, with a dusting of freckles all over. It so different than Blaine’s own body. He used to be self conscious about his body hair, but shaving took too long. He was glad he didn’t bother because the little moan that left Sebastian’s mouth when he touched the hair just above his jeans delighted Blaine entirely. He ran his fingers down Sebastian’s now bare chest and stopped just above the button of his jeans. He looked up at Sebastian through thick eye lashes as he started to unbutton his jeans.
“Can I?” he wasn’t even sure what all he was asking permission for, to touch him? To see him? To breathe him? Everything, he wanted it all. He wanted to explore Sebastian in a way he’d never wanted to know anything before.
Seb:
Watching Blaine lift his shirt over his head was way hotter than Sebastian imagined it would be. How could such a simple act go right through him? He lifted his arms and let the other get rid of his shirt, not caring where it fell. “Yes, please.” Every little thing Blaine was doing was electrifying his entire body, making him ache in the best way.
Sebastian’s hands drifted up Blaine’s torso and then back down again. He slipped his fingers in the edge of his jeans to pull him closer before fumbling with his button and zipper. “God,” he gave a breathless laugh. Sebastian was struggling with the button and zipper because his hands were shaking with so much anticipation. He finally got the button undone, along with the zipper, and pushed the other man’s jeans down his slim hips.
Blaine stood before him in nothing but tight, black briefs. Sebastian bit his lip, hands finding their way back to those hips. He could see the outline of Blaine’s cock through the dark fabric and couldn’t stop himself from greedily pulling the briefs down his legs. “Jesus…” He breathed, taking in the sight of the man before him. Blaine was...blessed, to say the least. Sebastian put it eloquently by saying, “Christ you’re huge.” before laughing to himself and shaking his head. He pulled Blaine in by his hips for another kiss.
Blaine:
His breath hitched as the cool air hit his now naked body and he struggled with the urge to cover himself up. He didn’t though because Sebastian's eyes were drinking him in and it was enough to drive Blaine wild. He was achingly hard already. He smiled shyly up at the other when he mentioned his size, knowing that he was above average, but also worried slightly that Sebastian might not like that. He’d been told he was too much before and it didn’t feel great. But when Sebastian laughed gripped his hips and pulled him in for another kiss all of Blaine’s insecurities went out the window.
His eyes slipped closed as he kissed Sebastian. He’d never get enough of kissing him, he felt. His hands slid down his sides and rested back on Sebastian's jeans. They shook a little as he fumbled with the expensive material but he managed to push them off of slender hips along with the dark grey boxer briefs Sebastian wore, hugging tightly to his body. And then Sebastian was standing in front of him just as naked as him. He wasn’t huge but he was hard and heavy as Blaine reached out with shaking hands and ran his fingertips across the shaft. He was incredible. He had mile long legs that he knew would be strong from all the running he did and he couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around him. “You’re perfect.” His voice was soft, almost not there as he looked up at the taller man, his free hand wrapping around Sebastian’s waist and pulling him closer so he could kiss him again. As he kissed him, he stroked just slightly before reluctantly pulling away and glancing at the bed. Sebastian had one of those trendy low to the ground attic beds which gave Blaine and idea.
He licked his lips as he maneuvered the two of them so that Sebastian had his back the side of the bed and he pushed his shoulders down just enough so that he would get the hint to sit down. Once Sebastian was sitting, Blaine got to lean down and kiss him for once. And then before he could second guess himself he was on his knees between Sebastian’s long legs. He looked up through his lashes and wetted his lips before leaning down and taking Sebastian’s cock into his mouth. He didn’t stop until his nose was nestled against musky hair. He paused there and inhaled through his nose, the scent so utterly manly that his own cocked twitctched with want. He wrapped his arms around Sebastian's lower body and tugged the other man closer, spreading his legs a bit more and slowly but firmly started to suck. His tongue swirling and lapping as he went. Little moaning noises muffled, but vibrating through Sebastian. His fingertips pressed into Sebastian’s hips, desperate to keep touching him.
Seb:
Nobody had ever called him perfect before. It was such a sweet remark for the two of them standing naked and panting, it was so ludacris and special that Sebastian smiled. Not just a small, casual smirk but, a big toothy grin. He didn’t know that he could be simultaneously turned on and laughing and giddy and hard. It was a ,perfect frenzy of emotions and sensations.
He let Blaine take control and guide them to the bed, sitting as was wanted. Sebastian liked it when his lovers took over but, it was rare. He was the one always expected to be smooth and educated and dominant. The firm press of the other’s callused hands on his shoulders gave him a shiver through his entire body.
The sight of Blaine between his thighs, big eyes looking up at him would have been enough but then, he was inside of his mouth and could feel his nose press into the hair at the base of his cock. Sebastian’s mouth fell open and his right hand went immediately into the other man’s black curls. “Fuck..” Blaine’s fingertips pressing into his hip bones hurt just right and he silently hoped he would have bruises in the morning, proof that this was actually happening. Seb’s hips bucked into Blaine as he tugged on his hair. “Blaine…” He brought his free hand to grip the other’s shoulder. Sebastian felt embarrassingly close, far too quickly but, everything Blaine was doing was unholy. “I don’t wanna...not yet.” Sebastian put both hands in the other’s hair. “Kiss me again. Come here.” His voice was too breathy, too high and his hands were betraying his want, tremoring. Sebastian lifted his legs up on the bed and pushed himself back, eyes locked on amber.
Blaine:
Blaine closed his eyes when Sebastian tangled his fingers in his curls, his rhythm faltering a bit. He reluctantly pull his mouth away instantly missing the heaviness against his tongue. He licked his lips, nodded and stood up on shaky legs as he watch Sebastian move himself back on the bed. For a second Blaine couldn’t move, he just watched Sebastian lay himself back against the pillows, the words ‘kiss me again and come here’ making something in his stomach flip. He felt a tightness in his body as he crawled onto the bed and in between Sebastian’s legs. He let himself rest against Sebastian’s warm body, his cock resting against the Sebastian’s stomach as he let himself touch Sebastian's face gently, his eyes meeting a wall of green blue before closing the distance between his swollen lips and Sebastian’s. He let his eyes close again, his hips rocking against the other just a bit as he kissed the man under him, slowly and deeply. Like they’d been lovers for years. He placed on hand next to Sebastian’s head and the other still traced faint lines over his jaw.
After a few minutes of kissing him he pulled back just enough and whispered in a raspier voice. “Where do you keep your stuff?” He wasn’t trying to rush this, but he wanted to press himself as close to Sebastian as he could. He wanted to stamp this night in his mind forever because he doubted he’d ever feel this good with another man again. From the first kiss he’d felt it, the knowledge that this could be so much more than a not strings hookup. The thought alone terrified him, it was dangerous and he almost feared he'd be ripped away before even getting to move with Sebastian at all. “I have one, but it’s on the floor and I-I don’t want to let you go…” He trailed off, embarrassed.
Seb:
Sebastian let his legs fall open to accommodate Blaine. “That’s cute,” he said,a small smile lilting on his lips. But, of course this guy brought a condom, tucked into his jeans pocket. “It’s in the bed stand drawer. Here…” He reached over,stretching as much as he could with Blaine laying on top of him, and pulled the drawer open. Sebastian’s hand fumbled inside for a moment, it was an awkward angle, before bringing out a bottle of lube and a box of condoms. He set them on the bed and put his hands on the other man’s shoulders. “I don’t want you going anywhere,” Sebastian tilted his head and gave Blaine a kiss on the jaw, stubble scraping against his lips. He brought a hand to clasp against the back of Blaine’s neck, thumb threading through the fine hairs there, his lips falling from jaw to neck to chest.
“Is this okay?” Sebastian paused his kissing to look at Blaine, meaning their position. “I just really, really want to feel you inside of me.” Sebastian lifted a leg and wrapped it around his waist, the press him closer. He loved how heavy Blaine’s cock felt against his stomach, the scrape of his stubble on his skin, the smell of incense and sweat hanging in the air, and the rough skin of his hands. He nipped at a spot under the other’s clavicle, “Please?” A devilish smile played across his mouth.
Blaine:
Blaine's cheeks heated up when Sebatian called what he’d said cute and he bit his bottom lip, trapping a smile behind his teeth. He watched Sebastian as he fumbled in the drawer to get what they needed. He closed his eyes as the other man kissed his neck and chest and sighed contently, allowing a moment to enjoy just being near him. “I’m not going anywhere, I promise.” he mumbled as he pressed another kiss to Sebastian's lips. He rolled his hips slightly as if to indicate that this was how he wanted it. “Yes, it’s perfect. As long as you don’t think it’s too much…” He looked down at his cock trapped in between them to indicate what he meant.
He swallowed hard as he reached for the lubrication, his hands shaking as he maneuvered himself slightly so that he was putting weight on his knees mostly. The weight of Sebastian’s long leg wrapped around him making it a little more difficult and not just because he didn’t have much range of motion, but because Blaine couldn’t wait to feel digging into his back… He licked his lips and didn’t break eye contact as he coated his index and middle finger on his right hand. His shifted his hips a bit to allow access for his hand. Gently he traced the tight ring of Sebastian’s entrance with middle finger, coating him so that Sebastian could be as comfortable as possible. He kept his eyes locked on Sebastian’s, asking for permission as he slowly slid two fingers inside of him until they were pressed flush against him, the pressure on Blaine’s fingers alone sending more heat straight to his own cock. He pressed in over and over, making sure to twist them just so, his eyes still never leaving Sebastian's. He couldn’t look away, wanted to see all of his facial expressions. Wanted to see that smirk change into something more. “Does that feel good?” His voice was hardly there yet deep with arousal.
Seb:
“No! No.” Sebastian knew he sounded way too eager but, was so turned on by Blaine’s size, body, voice,hands touch that he wasn’t going to turn him away now. He took a deep breath and adjusted his body, nodding to the other man before his fingers entered him. Sebastian winced for a moment, breathing out of his nose, the pit of his stomach pooling with excitement. He could feel himself stretching, stinging leading into pleasure. His lips parted, small pants escaping between them. Sebastian arched his back and let his leg fall from Blaine, choosing to spread his legs further apart in invitation for more. “Fuck...yes!” Sebastian’s voice was all heavy breath. “Yes, it feels so good.” He huffed a small laugh, pleasure betraying him with a moan.
Blaine:
“Yeah?” Blaine’s lips curved into a slow smile as he listened to the other man. He could feel Sebastian’s muscles clenching around his fingers and could hardly hold back his own moan. The way Sebastian was spreading himself open for Blaine was so hot he almost came right there. He was open and waiting and it was all for Blaine. Blaine was doing this. He leaned forward and kissed the laughing moan from Sebastian's lips as he added his ring finger, his thumb gently caressing at the underside of Sebastian’s balls as his thrusts and curled his fingers upwards a few times more before pressing them in deep one last time and then withdrawing them slowly. He lifted up and sat back on his heels, his knees spread apart just enough to keep Sebastian open. His hands shakily opening the box of condoms and taking one out. He opened it with shaking hands and managed to slide it on himself, the simple touch sending shivers down his spine. He reached for the lubrication once more and coated his cock thoroughly not wanting to hurt Sebastian. He leaned forward, his hand resting above Sebastian’s head, his other one gently guiding his cock towards Sebastian. He whispered the words into Sebastian’s ear his teeth nipping just so at his ear lobe. “Tell me when you’re ready…” His voice was still raspy and shaky.
Seb:
Sebastian couldn’t do much besides gasp and moan while Blaine worked him open. He whimpered when Blaine removed his fingers, only to moan again when he sat up to prepare himself. Seb greedily watched Blaine, could feel his knees pressing into his legs to keep them open. He sighed heavily and nodded when Blaine leaned forward, the other’s crystal quartz scraping delicately against his chest. He was going to like that. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready for anything.” The pillow dipped by his head where Blaine pressed his palm to support himself. Seb turned and kissed his wrist before gripping it,placing his other hand on the nape of his neck.
Blaine:
Blaine licked his lips at Sebastian's words, a thrill running through him when his wrist was kissed and then grabbed. He liked thinking that Sebastian was using him as support. Slowly he used his free hand to press the top of his cock into Sebastian’s entrance, the tight ring of muscles rejecting him at first until he pushed a little harder. Sebastian’s tight pressure greedily taking him in. It wasn’t until he had buried himself all the way inside Sebastian that he realized he wasn’t breathing. He let his breath out whining breath, “Fuck Seb-” his breath caught again unable to finish his train of thought as he looked down at the others lust blown eyes. He pressed his forehead against Sebastian’s while he waited for his lover to accept accept him and relax. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him, even though he knew it probably did a little. He was just hoping it was the good kind of ache and burn. “You okay?” He asked softly, his hand coming up to rest on Sebastian’s jaw, his thumb caressing softly as he slowly began to thrust inside of him. Gently. Asking.
Seb:
Sebastian sucked in a breath that turned into a moan as Blaine entered him. His forehead creased and he bit down on his bottom lip. It hurt, his body throbbing. Sebastian took another breath and nodded, the throbbing turning into a satisfactory burn. “I’m great.” Sebastian murmured,turning his head into the hand on his jaw, feeling the other’s body gently rock into him. Not before long, his body was reacting without his control. Sebastian’s hips moved in tandem, his back arched, little moans and pants falling between them. He gave Blaine’s wrist one last squeeze before gripping his ass with Both hands, legs coming up even more to push him deeper inside. “God…”
Blaine:
Fueled by Sebastian's hands gripping his ass he tucked his knees up under Sebastian’s thighs, spreading both of their legs more in the process so that he could slide in deeper. He’d feel it in his thighs tomorrow, the ache. But right now he didn’t care, in fact, he wouldn’t care tomorrow either. He wanted to keep all of the memories from tonight. His fingers gripped the pillow next to Sebastian’s head, and he used it for leverage as he pulled and thrusted deeper and harder each time. The sound of skin on skin filling the air. It was a filthy lewd sound and it was all Blaine could do to not come just like that. Blaine mumbled almost to himself, grunting softly with each hard thrust, his hips pressing as deep a he could before pulling out, and all but slamming back in again. “Fuck...C-can you come like this? Do I need to…” he meant to ask if Seb needed touched in order to come but lost the words. Blaine meant to move his free hand from his jaw to wrap around Sebastian’s cock, but he didn’t make it past his neck, he’d gotten distracted but the cords and muscles straining. His fingers curled around the back of his back, his thumb pressing gently into his long, freckled throat without thinking. “You feel so good… So open.” He moved his mouth down and licked the long expanse of his neck, his thumb stroking his Adam’s Apple just so. Blaine sucked gently on Sebastian’s chin before licking almost dirtily back into his mouth again, kissing him deep and slow in time with each thrust. He pulled back and looked down into Sebastian’s face, desire written all over his own. “Want to watch you.”
Seb:
Sebastian was feeling too much, but trying so hard to last just a little longer. There was the scent of their sweat and the memory of cologne, the slap of their bodies moving together, the sheets getting pulled off of the mattress, Blaine’s harsh breath, his thighs burning with exertion, Blaine fucking him so completely into the mattress he wasn’t sure where his body ended and fabric began.
“You,” Seb panted, “feel fucking..h-huge…” the words broke off into a moan. He wasn’t sure he could say anything else. The combination of Blane’s filthy words and his mouth and hands on his throat were only iliciting moans.
Seb nodded when Blaine pulled away to watch, his eyes falling closed. He could feel the knot in his stomach that he’d been holding start to unravel. His whole body felt taut, about to spill into a million pieces everywhere. Sebastian slid his hands up Blaine’s back, taking in the feeling of his muscles before tugging on his hair as he came in between them with an embarrassingly loud moan .
Blaine:
Sebastian’s words sent little tingles all over Blaine’s body. It was all he could do to keep himself from coming, but he held off because he wanted to watch his lover come first. Wanted to rock into him and hold him close as he came down. His eyes found Sebastian’s once more right before he got to witness Sebastian crash down, his muscles clenching around Blaine’s cock almost painfully. He was so fucking beautiful, Blaine didn’t want this to end. “That’s it, I got you.” His words were hardly there and were gasping as he fucked Sebastian slowly through his orgasm.
His whole body was shaking with exertion and his fingers gripped the pillow by Sebastian’s head so hard his fingers ached. The feel of Sebastian’s fingers in his hair pulling with just the right amount of pain made him moan low, almost a growl. He could feel the tight pull behind his navel, and he knew he was about to fall apart. He moved both of his hands down and wrapped them around Sebastian’s waist, angling him up just a bit and pulling him impossibly closer. Pressing Blaine’s cock in even deeper than before. He thrust once more, his lips finding Sebastian’s and he kissed him hard and slow like he was the most important person in the world and Blaine’s orgasm hit him so fast and hard he froze, his body rigid and shaking against Sebastian’s, moaning to loudly into his mouth. “I can’t- I…Oh, Seb-.” He wasn't even sure what he was trying to say but Sebastian’s name came out like a prayer. His brain malfunctioned and vision went blurry as he came down. When he could finally move, he rested his head against Sebastian’s sweaty neck, his nose nuzzling into his throat needily as he attempted and failed to steady himself. He felt as if he’d never get close enough.
Seb:
Sebastian gritted his teeth and moaned low, enjoying that Blaine was still using his body even though he was spent and covered in come. He kissed Blaine back, wondering absently if he would spend the night and kiss him just like this again in the morning but he could never say that out loud. Seb lay there breathing heavily with the weight of Blaine on top of him, their skin sticking together, reminding him that all of that really just happened. “You good?” Sebastian craned his neck a little bit. He could feel Blaine’s rapid breathing and jackhammer heart. Normally, this part of hooking up made him uncomfortable, and he made a show of getting out from under his partner and cleaning up. Seb found that he didn’t quite mind this. “Because I’m great.” He danced his long fingers across Blaine’s shoulders.
Blaine:
Once Blaine got himself under some form of control he looked up at Sebastian, his cheeks blazing red with shyness as he gently pulled out. He reached between them and pulled the condom off, gently leaning over and throwing it in the trash next to Sebastian’s bed. He tried not to think about why it might be there. But he knew he wasn’t the first to come home with him. And it drove him crazy thinking that he wouldn’t be the last. He moved slowly back over Sebastian scooting his body off of his, but not moving away. He laid himself facing Sebastian, is fingers dancing over Sebastian's hips before pulling him to him, his hands brushing up and down Sebastian’s thigh comforting. He knew they should clean up, but he was drowsy and spent and a little embarrassed with himself. “Are you… I mean, did I hurt you?” He asked quietly and bit his bottom lip. He knew he had lost some control with the other man underneath him. He couldn’t really help himself, his primal side coming out the moment he slid inside. “I feel good, so good. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good…” He stated, nuzzling his sweaty head into Sebastian’s pillow and then into his shoulder. His eyes fluttery and heavy. If Sebastian allowed it, he could sleep like this. Wrapped around the other man in complete comfort. But, Blaine didn’t know what Sebastian usually did now. Would he ask him to go? Was already crossing a line but cuddling him? He didn’t even think about the time, all he knew was that he didn’t want to leave. He was sated and comfortable and it felt good to be near the green eyed man. “Please, don’t make me go.” he was sure he hadn't said that last part out loud, but tensed when he knew he did. “I didn’t mean that. Well, I did, but I’ll go if you want me to.” He bit his lip suddenly embarrassed. “I’m not sure how this part works. I’ve never enjoyed myself so much…” He trailed off, not even thinking about what might happen if he stayed.
Seb:
Sebastian, to his surprise, didn’t mind Blaine getting close to him again and wrapping around him. “I’m not hurt.” Blaine’s fingers on his inner thigh tickled and felt extremely intimate. It was funny, they had just fucked but this was the part that felt the most private. “ I...yeah, this is like, the best night I’ve had in a minute. You’re….something,” Seb smiled.
“I’m not gonna make you leave.” The vulnerability in the other man’s voice catching him. Did his partners always feel like this or was something bigger happening? Sebastian shook his head and wrapped an arm around Blaine. “You don’t mind if I don’t shower, do you? I don’t think I could walk to the shower. “ He poked Blaine in the rib, trying to make him smile. “You may have made it to where I can’t run for a few days. I like it.” Sebastian laughed softly before a nice quiet fell over him. He felt sated and achy and hot, like he could sleep for days. Before he could say another word he started to drift off, his arm still wrapped around the other, his leg in between Blaine’s.
The last thing he saw were Blaine’s long eyelashes fluttering against his red cheeks.
Blaine:
Embarrassed Blaine ducked his head,trying to hide his face from Sebastian. It was dark now, but the June moon was washing over them through the window.”I just wanted to make you feel good, that’s all.” Blaine felt a strange relief wash over him when Sebastian told him he didn’t have to leave.He realized he probably sounded pathetic, but in that moment he didn’t care.”No,I don’t mind as long as you don’t mind.” He blushed again, thankful that it was mostly dark in the room. He found himself smiling against the pillow anyway. ”I like that you’ll still feel me tomorrow. I know I’ll still feel you with each step.” He closed his eyes meaning to lean in and kiss his lover once more, but somewhere between the thought and the pillow he drifted off, his body more relaxed than it had been in years.His skin tingling where Sebastian’s bare skin touched him. The last thing he remembered was watching Sebastian smile and thinking how he could look at him all day and the feel of Sebastian's legs tangled with his own.
Time Frame→10:00AM, Friday the 23rd of December, 2011.
Author’s Notes→I thought I'd begin a para for us which you can respond to whenever you have the time to get around to it. Take as much time as you need to respond if you're busy. I'm happy to wait.
There were times when life twisted and turned in some of the most unbelievable of manners. For one Blaine Anderson, the statement had truly been discovered to its full extent. Over the past few days, his life had been almost uncommonly hectic. Almost, because when he mulled everything over in the end, despite his denial there had been various occasions when his life had admittedly been downright nightmarish. Yet, over the past few days, the issues in his life had seemed particularly torturous. With having told Santana Lopez one of his darkest secrets and nearly losing Kurt Hummel as a friend, there was little doubt the boy had been particularly troubled. Whilst everything seemed to be patched up by now, far more so with the other boy rather than the girl who still loathed him, there was but one nagging flaw. Even in spite of the fact that he had flat out finally admitted to being gay, a sleepless night had dragged on by and Blaine had unfortunately turned to square one. Once more, he was determined to prove to the world that he was, as a matter of sheer fact, a one hundred percent straight teenager. It was petty, in all truth, that even after he had finally (unintentionally) come out as gay at Saint Dalton Academy he had already slipped back into his phase of telling people that he had no romantic interest in people of the same gender. Perhaps that would have at least been somewhat okay, if not for the consequences that would surely arise.
The first was that it meant an onslaught of lying in regards to his sexuality was ahead of him, but for someone so afraid of who he was, could anybody really blame him? He could merely make up an excuse that he was confused with himself, hence the temporary struggle and hopefully everybody would have believed him to be straight... Blaine shook his head as he paced about the dorm room. Even he wasn't convinced by his own words. Besides, lying to his friends yet again seemed cruel, especially after his friendship with a certain countertenor had only very recently been amended. He would have to think of some other way to convince everybody around him that he was still the same old, absolutely straight Blaine Anderson as he was when he arrived at the Academy. Of course, that wasn't what he was entirely worried about the most at this point in time. If anything, his main concern was Sebastian Smythe. The boy who he was deeply in love with. He was the same boy who had given him the confidence to come out, to ask him on a goddamned date and yet, the events of the past week had wavered his confidence. How was he supposed to explain that to the boy who he promised to go out to coffee with? The boy who knew that Blaine was positively head over heels in love with him certainly wouldn't react well to such news.
As much as it pained him to admit it, that was precisely the reason behind why he had proposed that they were to meet up in the confines of their dorm room to begin with. He had no intentions to tell the boy of his dreams that he didn't want to go out on a date with him because, well, in all truth he wanted that more than anything else in the world. Merely, he intended to inform the boy that perhaps he wasn't ready to be exclusive as of yet, neither with their date nor with his own sexuality. Blaine exhaled and buried his face into his hands, completely lost as to where the line between right and wrong was anymore, or even if there was one to begin with. The last thing he wanted to do was let the boy who he wanted more than anything down, but as he heard the familiar sound of approaching footsteps, he knew the time would arrive sooner rather than later. Almost tantalizingly slowly, Blaine lifted his head upwards as golden dripped hazel eyes gazed at the tall, seemingly elegant boy. A weak smile graced his lips as he stood up out of politeness and gazed at the boy. "You look..." his eyes travelled up and down the body of the boy before he finished. "Stunning, Sebastian. You look stunning."
Yet the smile didn't last for long and utterly defeated, Blaine discovered himself taking a seat on the edge of his bed. "Sebastian, I'm not so sure if I'm ready for this."
Author's Notes→I'm not sure how long your paras usually are, only that you're super quality so I hope that this is okay.
Blaine: The common room was yet again abuzz with the usual afternoon atmosphere. Every student who occupied the impressive surroundings were taken over by an unsurprising combination of trepidation and sheer excitement. In just a few short days, the students were expected to begin classes at Saint Dalton Academy of the Arts. The majority of the students held the reasonable expectations that they were destined to be provided with rigorous challenges for the years that rested ahead of them. One of the girls paced frantically back and forth the room as she ticked off on her fingers the various ways that she was bound to suffocate in a landslide of school work. Another person, a seemingly intelligent boy with glasses and a slender build, sat down on one of the arm chairs in an impossibly erect position and refused to speak to anyone who passed by him. There was another student tucked neatly in the corner of the room who played with her hair and bit her nails as her friend attempted to initiate a one sided conversation to her. The hesitation of the students normally would have grated on the nerves of one Blaine Anderson, but on this particular occasion he felt as though he could empathize. He too had his own qualms about being at the Academy and even at such an early stage here, somehow he'd managed to get himself into strife with two of the other students. To be honest, those particular issues were probably trivial but for him he feared that his experience in the impressive school would be far more daunting than he had initially anticipated. Eager to tear his mind away from that, Blaine had engaged in a number of particularly pointless activities throughout the day to keep himself distracted, but ultimately even those had barely been enough to keep his mind preoccupied.
With a defeated sigh, the boy stood upright and gazed in the direction of the door. Concealed behind it was a regal stairwell that lead to his dorm room and some time ago, he and his roommate--a very attractive Sebastian Smythe that managed to make his stomach lurch simply by breathing--had agreed to help each other decorate the room. The two had only met very briefly, the time in which Blaine had to hastily assist the boy to unpack his belongings before one of the teachers had whisked him away and informed him that he had to collect his textbooks. By the time he had arrived back into his dorm room, Sebastian had gone missing in action so he took it upon himself to retire for the day. To say the very least, Blaine was eager to finally have the chance to engage in a proper conversation with his kind roommate. Online, the two seemed to get along far more than he had expected and had even granted each other a few compliments which Blaine had clung to throughout the day. Every time that he had thought of the words that Sebastian had spoken, nothing could cease the tentative smiles that curled his lips upwards into a smile. There was little doubt that the next few hours of his life would be a memory that he would hold dear to him for a long time to come.
Time passed on rapidly by and soon enough, Blaine had found himself nonchalantly approaching his dorm room. He had to tread with care for whatever was to come, because to say the very least, Blaine had already done a terrible job of pretending to be heterosexual. For the time being, he shrugged the thought away and hoped that he wouldn't end up doing something absolutely ridiculous that would serve the purpose to only make a fool of himself. So, without any hesitation in the slightest, he reached the dorm room that he shared with Sebastian Smythe, knocked twice and announced his presence before he finally entered the room. "Hey Sebastian," the hazel-golden eyed boy greeted less than professionally, but he presumed that with the likely close friendship ahead of them, formalities were barely something that mattered. Without even looking at the boy (mostly because he was concerned that if he dared to look into those unfairly attractive eyes, he was likely to end up stumbling over his words and doing double takes) he stepped over to the closet and hung his jacket up. I didn't get the chance to see you today--I was out with Kurt early for coffee this morning. That aside, how's your day been?"
