sebastian.

With the poker he moved around some of the wood to make sure it would last as long as possible without too much interference. The very warmth felt so good upon his now naked torso. Looking back at Blaine he smiled brightly. “I am. If you don’t mind of course,” he nodded, in reference to himself being shirtless. Hearing the pitch of Blaine’s voice was amusing nonetheless. How adorable of him to react in such a way.

Sebastian reached out to grab the pillow with a singular hand. Sebastian figured he’d help Blaine to set up. Helping to flat out some of the blankets and placing his pillow he laid down. Patting the spot next to him he rested on his side. “Get ready to get your cuddle on, killer.” A chuckle filled the air.

He handed the pillow over and smiled “Of course I don’t mind.  Make yourself as comfortable as you like,” Blaine bit his lip and paused. Maybe offering that to Sebastian Smythe was dangerous but he got to his knees anyway and feathered the blanket and throw out.  A few unnecessary extra tugs to the corner of the throw were given as Sebastian laid down.  You know?  Just to make sure everything was going to be comfy or–whatever.

If only wishes would work and calm down the drumming of his pulse that echoed up into his ears.  But he smiled anyway.  Mischievously even.  A twinkle came into his eyes.  “I’m so ready. I just hope you’re prepared,” he hummed teasingly, “I’m pretty infamous for cuddling.  Fair warning.  It might ruin them from anyone else..”  Blaine crawled onto the blanket and laid down on his back reaching underneath his head to make some necessary adjustments to the pillow and a half that was his. Feeling the warmth of the fire on his feet garnered a sigh as he cocked his head to the side to look up at Sebastian.  “Comfy?  Enough blankets or?”