The way Blaine stuttered was somehow so attractive, like he was nervous from admitting to feeling the same. At least that is what Sebastian convinced himself to be true. A small side smirk grows on his face. “ Cat got your tongue? Or maybe it’s just that you don’t know what to say—- “ Holding his cell phone between his shoulder && his ear, he reaches to slip off his hoodie, only to leave Sebastian in a tank top. If asked, he would claim that he had done this before, or that he was immensely experienced in the art of phone sex. But the truth was that he was new to this. Sebastian could use his smooth way with words to his advantage to make it seem as if he was an expert.
All he knew was that he couldn’t get his hopes up yet. Sebastian often used his sex appeal as his worth due to others never appreciating anything else about him, && he was afraid that he was way in over his head. Maybe Blaine would refuse && hang up, never talk to him again. But none the less, desire ran high on this night in particular && he didn’t allow his head to trail too far off before he was speaking into the phone again. The same purred tone of lust that he had an ability to naturally display. “ You don’t have to say anything, Blaine. Just think about how badly I want to hear you moan my name && we can start from there… “
After the dawning realization of the real reason why Sebastian was on the other end of the line purring into his ear hit home, Blaine felt his stomach tie in knots and he’d be lying if he said it was in an unpleasant way. He tried so hard not to let the sound of his next breath leaving him in a groan make it past the fist he’d balled up and put between his mouth and the phone. They talked about this. Blaine warned him that this conversation would never happen. Yet, days later..here they were. He should have known better. Maybe part of him did. That part that made his limbs tingle and a heat pool in his stomach. Both of which he tried his damnedest to ignore as he scooted around on the bed inching towards the edge. One foot touched down on the floor and came to a stop. “No, I don’t..I..” His toes lifted up, his leg bent back and he froze in place as a shudder ran up his spine. “We talked about this,” his throat was so dry that he had to lick his lips and the roof of his mouth before he could fully speak. “I told you I can’t,” his rushed whisper was a borderline plea.
The problem? He wasn’t sure what he was begging for anymore. Not as his brain spun in a whirl and he felt the sheets against his neck and the backs of his arms before he realized he’d laid back down again. Where did the last ten seconds go? They were wrapped up in Sebastian’s voice as he drew a whimper from Blaine that no hand could muffle.
A pained expression shut his eyes tight as he tried to forget about feeling every word Sebastian whispered when so much of him ached to listen. He tightened his grip on the phone with one hand and palmed over his mouth with the other. Where were his wits now that he needed a comeback to stop this before it got out of control? One pause, one breath. Or press of his finger and he could shut this down. Which was exactly what he needed to do. He almost did. Almost didn’t count the groan that escaped came out unfiltered. Blaine pressed his hips back against the mattress as one part of him that was heard in the way he spoke said even if he whispered, “You do realize what you’re asking me? That I won’t be able to take this back,” was nothing but an obvious disclaimer. A way for the side of him that knew this should stop to voice one last flimsy protest against the other half that had him grabbing a fistful of his shirt. A reaction that exposed a burning strip of skin above his waistband to cool it off. It, also, meant he was clinging onto his phone and to the voice on the other end of the line. Maybe just long enough to hear, just once, the opposite of what Sebastian’s request–his name moaned from Sebastian’s mouth–might sound like. If he kept control? It wasn’t going past the point he couldn’t take it back. Not yet.
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