#today forever

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Ride (1991)

[kt-cant-focus]

Today, Forever

Seblainiversary 2020 @seblaineaffairs (sorry it’s a bit late.)

So while listening to Marina’s song baby (honestly forgot the music video kinda did this until I watched it to get the link XD) I was like,“This song fits into Seblaine somehow, but idk how.” One day it hit me and I messaged my idea to my friend @seblainelove. Earlier today before work I read @imogenlefay‘s work for today and thought,” Wow this is the happy version of what I thought.” Great minds think a like.

Sebastian shows up at Kurt and Blaine's wedding. Whether the canon one as Santana's guest or as Blaine's at a wedding planned by Kurt and Blaine, this one he planned to object to the marriage. Seb misses the ceremony, so he shows up at the reception. Sebastian realizes he was too late and requests Blaine for a dance. Baby plays. While they dance Seb tells Blaine his plan and how he was going to try to stop the wedding and win Blaine over like in the romcoms that Blaine loves. Blaine says it's too late for that. Thought he might have run off with Seb if he did make it in time. The song ends and Seb leaves after giving a goodbye kiss to Blaine's cheek.

 As they dance together Sebastian whispers into Blaine’s ear. “You know, I had this whole speech to get you to leave Lady Hummel and run away with me. Just like in The Princess Bride.”

 “Or Shrek.” Blaine responds, in a daze.

 “Or Shrek.” Sebastian gives a little chuckle. The way his eyes crinkle when he smiles makes Blaine catch his breath. It has to be the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen. Unable to keep looking or do something he might regret, or worse, not regret, he turns his head and rests it on Sebastian’s chest.

 “Because you deserve so much more than he’ll ever give you. Sure, there is an argument to be made that Kurt loves you. But Blaine. He’ll always love himself more. He’ll always see you as an accessory and you’ll never fight for what you deserve from him.” Though Blaine can’t see his face, he can hear Sebastian’s sincerity when his voice obviously chokes up as he continues.

 “Blaine. God, Blaine I was going to tell you how I’d give you the world. I don’t deserve you more than he does, but I’d relish every second together. I was going to tell you all the ways I’d make you happy. How we would have brought out the best and worst in each other. That we would have an amazing forever together.”

 Something wet and cold hits Blaine’s cheek. Worrying, he lifts his head and beholds a sight he never could have imaged. A wet line the only evidence that one of the tears Sebastian is holding back, escaped.

 “Guess it would have been pointless. You decided to marry him.”

A heavy silence falls over them as they stare into each other’s eyes, unable to look away. The lyrics of the song they were dancing to washes over them.

Guess I had my last chance

And now this is our last dance

You fell through the cracks in my hands

ell myself be stronger

My heart's like a rubber band

And it's such a shame You'll always be the one who got away

We both know that deep down you feel the same

Hard to say it's over But I'm already someone else's

Baby

 Maybe it was the words Marina was singing, or perhaps the pain and honesty Sebastian was conveying, but words left Blaine’s mouth involuntarily.

 “I would have gone with you. If you objected and told me that speak. There has always been something between us Sebastian. And before we said ‘I do’ I had some hesitance. I believe everything you said about the life we could have had together. We really could have been happy together.“

 “Still not too late, we could burn the paperwork and pretend it never existed.” A joking with a hint of hope tone in Sebastian’s voice.

 Blaine shakes his head. “I already vowed Bas. I married Kurt.”

 A grim smile crosses Sebastian’s face, “I guess this truly is the perfect song for us then.”

 The chuckle that comes out of Blaine’s mouth is wet and could easily be mistaken for a sob. “Yeah I guess so.”

 They spend the rest of the dance quiet. Staring into each other's eyes. Knowing that this would be the last time they saw the other, they would forever be the other’s what if, and that every time this song played, it would bring them back to this moment, no matter how long into the future.

 The song comes to a close. The dance partners know their time together is officially up.

 Sebastian whispers into Blaine’s ear three words he had never said before. He takes a step back, and with a smile hiding sadness he gives a farewell.

 “Good-bye Blaine.”

A light, but meaningful kiss is placed on Blaine’s cheek before Sebastian turns and walks away leaving the newly-wed, on what should be the happiest day of his life, in choking back sobs on the dance floor.

[aaronkraten]

Today forever

[dewitty1]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Kingsley Shacklebolt, John Dawlish, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Voyeurism, Frottage, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Rimming, Anal Sex, Auror Harry Potter, Veela Draco Malfoy, Winged Draco Malfoy, Veela Mates, Bonding, Soulmates, Enemies to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Draco Malfoy/OMC (brief), Past Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Case Fic, Minor Violence, Minor Character Death, Magical Theory, Magical Biology, Muggle and Wizarding Technology, Digital Art, Embedded Images, Harry/Draco Big Bang 2018, Community: harrydracobang Summary:

As if his recent divorce and sleepless nights weren’t bad enough, a rash of escalating crimes against purebloods forces Harry and his team of Aurors to protect the riskiest target in all of Wizarding Britain.

Of course, Draco Malfoy would still be ridiculously infuriating and impossibly gorgeous.

As well as a Veela.

Who happens to be Harry’s mate.

Excerpt:

“I don’t like Fletcher,” Draco declared. “He’s a self-important, pompous arse.”

Harry held his tongue at the irony. “Do you like anyone here?” he asked, quirking a brow. “It might not be a good idea to alienate all your options, or you’ll end up being stuck with me.”

“Even you’d be an improvement over this.” Draco flopped on the bed, the mattress dipping gracefully under his weight. “I can’t stand it, being around all these strangers.” He stood as quickly as he’d sat, pacing the length of the room and tugging at his collar. “I can’t breathe; I feel like I’m going to crawl out of my skin if I stay here another minute. You’ve no idea what it feels like, to be held prisoner here again.”

Harry took a long look. Draco’s golden complexion had already begun to fade, his intense eyes now a dishwater grey. His fingers were curled inward—nearly claw-like—while his shoulders remained tensed, his body restless and trembling.

“Hey.” Harry approached him cautiously. “Hey,” he repeated as Draco stiffened. Harry reached out, resting his hand along the swell of Draco’s bicep as he tried to reassure him.

The shock of magic which poured through him at the contact made Harry cry out. It burned, liquid hot through his veins, whiting out his vision as his heart sped, fluttering against his ribs. The world around him dissolved into a dull roar save for Draco’s gasp, a soft, indecipherable noise that escaped from Draco’s perfect, sexy mouth, causing Harry’s blood to pulse at a fevered pitch.

"Potter,” Draco shuddered as he leaned into Harry’s touch.

A voice in the back of Harry’s mind screamed that this was wrong, but the months of want compounded by countless sleepless nights caused logic to evaporate as everything narrowed down to the sudden need to feel Draco’s body against his. Harry surged forward, nearly sobbing with relief as Draco gripped the front of his robes, angling their bodies so their chests lay flush. Draco’s breath brushed tantalisingly hot against Harry’s cheek, prickling his skin, teasing him with that sweet mouth that lay so close.

Kiss me, he thought, but before he could get the words out Draco had turned his head, the soft press of his lips snatching away any remaining rational thought.

Harry inhaled deeply, unable to get enough of the salty tang of Draco’s skin, the spicy fragrance of his hair and the sharp citrus-notes of his soap. His mouth parted under Draco’s assault, Draco’s tentative licks growing bolder as he sucked and probed that wet heat. Harry pressed closer, unable to stop the grinding of his hips as his cock hardened with each passing second, his fingers splayed against the curve of Draco’s arse, pulling him in, seeking relief. It was as if all these months of wanting, all these years of wondering and waiting, had come down to this.

“God, yes, Harry,” Draco moaned throatily, the swell of his prick rubbing against Harry’s thigh.

Oh, God. Oh fuck. The sound of Draco’s voice—the voice that had haunted Harry’s dreams—was like ice water in his veins.

“It’s you,” Harry gasped, the sound nearly unrecognisable as he took a step back. “You’re—”

Draco moved closer. His pupils were dilated, his gaze almost unseeing as he caged Harry in. “You feel it too, don’t you Potter?” he asked, his voice husky. “I can feel how much you want it. How much you want me to fuck you.” His finger traced a line down Harry’s chest, slow and sensual. “I bet you’re thinking about how it’ll feel, my fingers working your arse, getting you all wet and loose for my cock.” His eyes flicked down to Harry’s obscenely tented trousers, then back up to his parted mouth. “Merlin, you’re practically gagging for it.” The feral smile he wore when he heard Harry’s moan made Harry’s heart race even faster.

He fumbled for his wand, squeezing his eyes tightly as he fought against his lust-filled thoughts. Malfoy’s scent—the way he tasted—was so intoxicating. “Malfoy—wait.” Harry tried to steady his voice, to avoid focusing on the ache that lingered in his groin. “This is mad; you don’t even like me.”

“Actually, Potter, I think I like you very much.” Draco’s eyes were half-lidded, pupils glassy, his voice dripping with seduction as he advanced once more. “Although if you were underneath me, I’d like you even better.”

The discomfiture and uncertainty which he had exuded had disappeared, replaced by something purposeful and determined. Even the pallor which marred his face had changed; once again, Harry could swear that Draco was radiant. Glowing.

It had to be a curse, or a dark spell that was causing them both to act as if they’d just downed several phials of a love potion. “Don’t move any closer, or I’ll be forced to restrain you,” Harry grit out.

Draco lifted his brow and purred. “If that’s your idea of fun,” he smirked.

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Today Forever (1991)

[aaronkraten]

good luck charm

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