okay..not a height joke.

“I’ll have to see for myself then. I’m not big into feeding into the rumor mill, believe it or not,” he chuckled. Sebastian rolled his eyes out of playful annoyance. “If it was a height joke I would’ve said something about you being so small that cuddling was actually picking you up and placing you in either my pocket or atop my shoulder. That’s a height joke, killer,” he leaned in to kiss him gently.

When he felt Blaine pressed against his body his own heart thumped quite heavily. The rest of his body moved in to follow the contours and curves of Blaine’s very own. Taking Blaine’s fingers so that he could encase the boy in his arms, he had never felt better. One arm reached underneath the pillow and blaine’s head and sprawled out. “Shut up, cutie,” he whispered and chuckled. Kissing the back of Blaine’s neck he laid his head back down. “Of course.” His fingers traced over Blaine’s chest sweetly as gentle kisses met his shoulder. It wasn’t sexually motivated, but simply out of a compassionate place in Sebastian’s heart.

“You better never say you’re going to put me in your pocket or on your shoulder.  Like ever. You and I will duel at dawn if you do.” He could still feel the peck lingering on his lips even after his back was against Sebastian’s chest.  A set of long fingers answered his beckon call and slid between Blaine’s. Sebastian’s arm was guided around his chest exactly how Blaine wanted.  What cemented the Warbler’s Get Out Of Jail Free Card from the “not height joke” was the dips and hollows of Sebastian’s body moulding themselves against his back and legs.  Fine hairs running along the back of Blaine’s neck stood on end at the kiss pressed there.  His stomach caved and he pressed his cheek firmly against the pillow for balance.

Cutie?  He blushed never thinking he’d hear that term come from Sebastian.  It was endearingly sweet.  “Wait.  Am I supposed to shut up?  Or ask my question,” he asked in a dry, ragged voice that evened out with the feather light shoulder kisses.  “Because I’m confused now.”  Untangling his fingers from Sebastian’s as they caressed his chest–a feeling that made Blaine close his eyes as he sank into the calm the touch brought–Blaine reached back and found a strand of Sebastian’s bangs to lightly twirl through his fingers.  “I mean–I can shut up.  But?  That’s not very nice to say to someone, Seb.  Especially during epic cuddles.  I’m offended,” he grinned lazily.  And then he gave that wisp of hair he toyed with a careful tug to stress his point.