“ Okay, okay. No need to get so flustered, Blaine. It was just a friendly suggestion. Keep it in consideration. If you ever have urges that vanilla Hummel can’t help you with, I’m only one call away. Or one webcam away, whatever your preference is. Really adorable how you reacted though, killer—- kind of makes me think that you’ve thought about this kind of thing with me before. “
“My urgesare taken care of just fine. Thank you for your offer but it is completely unnecessary, Sebastian. Kurt and I are perfectly..fine in that department. Give him a break. Or me one if you don’t want to be so gracious to him. He’s not as vanilla as you’re accusing him of being. Believe it or not? W-We..have topics other than sex to discuss. Your concern about my sexual health and well-being, heartwarming yet slightly embarrassing as it is, can be put to rest. I swear. —Uh.. No. Me? With you? No. Of course I haven’t..”
As Blaine began to speak, Sebastian settled further back into his pillows, nodding slowly && listening in with a smirk, hoping maybe somewhere along the way Blaine would catch on to what he was trying to lay down. But not so surprisingly, he only scooped up farthest from the subject Sebastian was attempting to hint at. It became inevitable that he was going to have to be straight up.
An eyebrow raised, biting down at the tip of his tongue before speaking. “ Uhhhh—- yeah, no. I wasn’t exactly looking for a therapy session from you, Blaine. I really appreciate your adorable concern, && as nice as that sounds, I was looking for a different kind of session with you. “ He was now using the most seductive voice he could manage, speaking low into the phone. He would drop a rather sudden bomb. “ If you want to know what’s going on, I’m hard from thinking about you. “
Blaine toed off his slippers letting them fall to the floor and settled further into the pillows as he waited to hear what was on Sebastian’s mind. Thumb tracing the case on his phone, a worried frown was aimed at his reflection in the mirror on top of his dresser. It stayed there until Sebastian uttered the word no in the tone of voice it was delivered by and was swapped with a puzzled look of ‘not following you’.
Except a couple seconds later? Sebastian’s voice dropped into that tone that had him instantly flashing back to the day that they sat across the table from one another as Blaine listened to Sebastian tried to convince him to return to Dalton and asked, with that devilish smile and soft voice that stole Blaine’s breath in secret, if he could see him again. Only thicker and dripping with..want. He definitely followed exactly the reason why Sebastian called. The bomb that hit only backed up his conclusion. He prayed that the sound of his choking wasn’t heard –oh, it was loud enough..no doubt– as every inch of him felt Sebastian’s confession ripple through him in ways it shouldn’t. So much for words. What were those? What was this thing called air? Or sight? Blaine’s lungs stopped working. They had no clue. His eyes were too busy rolling back in his head to answer. A stuttering tongue was too tied to speak.
A mountain climb of emotions happened all too fast. The moment he heard the confession leave Blaine’s lips, the confession that he had feelings too, it was like he was finally hearing something he had been waiting months ( Even YEARS ) to hear. Something he always had high hopes of. He had never given up on Blaine, even if his only choice left was being with another guy to make him jealous. Whether the tactic was devious or not, all of it was still just for Blaine. Sebastian was a boy who knew how to speak the language but couldn’t quite play the part. Love made him ruthless. Long ago, his determination to show his love went so far that his actual love interest ended up with an eye injury. Determination only lead to destruction for him, he was reckless to what was acceptable. It was like he always forced himself to believe that Blaine did like him back but the self-doubt in the back of his mind, where his dark side lies, told him that he could never be loved. Eyes were now drowning in a relieved glaze, knowing that the attraction was mutual. His stare was begging for further interaction from Blaine. He couldn’t loose him now. Never.
There was a moment where he just wanted to make up, he wanted to tell Blaine everything he never could. All of the scattered thoughts that ran through his mind. How Hunter had never been of his true interest. How what he really wanted was for their hands to stay locked forever. But before the moment of truth could last too long, Blaine was getting up && walking out the door. An irritated sigh leaves his lips, eyebrows slanting down in a worry && lip quivering just a bit. Never had he shown this raw version of himself before. But now he couldn’t hold it back. Why the hell was Blaine leaving? “ No—— don’t go. Stay. “ Voice goes from a cracked whimper to a demand. Sebastian raises from his seat, standing in place for a moment. He could cry, he could pout about how he would never get the boy. But after all of this vulnerability, the fire of determination began to roar in his system again. A gleam of hope && sudden ideas. As if passion was dragging him to meet the body of Blaine from across the way. Blaine couldn’t be let off the hook this fast. Sebastian Smythe had his game face back on. With a few long, swift steps, Sebastian storms to catch Blaine. He didn’t speak, only yelled with his eyes. Grabbing him by the collar, he instantly pulls him in && presses his lips to Blaine’s as the other was in mid-sentence. The kiss was hard, filled with desire && an ultimate storm of passion. An act of inner feelings that had been long overdue in Sebastian’s opinion.
Each toe to heel step backwards felt like it landed on a crack that kept breaking his heart into smaller pieces. His intention in coming back to Dalton was to rattle some sense back into Sebastian. Make him rethink the path he was on if he kept up with the insane idea that Hunter was worth his attention. Not to shake them both so deep that they were confessing secrets that weren’t supposed to see the light of day. Poor timing, remember? Tonight’s wasn’t any better. He opened his mouth and said too much. He was still a wreck after what he did to the relationship he would’ve sworn on his life would last forever. Losing someone else wasn’t an option. Stepping through the door earlier was his attempt at stopping that. Saying things he couldn’t take back? That he had feelings for someone who, obviously, waited so long to hear he did? No, that wasn’t part of the plan. Not at all. Leaving Sebastian in the state he put him in hurt deeply. Weighing the options? This hurt? Or the hurt he could put him through if he stayed and they kept talking? Better to cut his losses now than to ruin someone that was more important to him than Sebastian may realize.
Then Sebastian changed. The expression on his face shifted. From quivering lips to a narrow-eyed determination as the taller boy rose that had Blaine defensively waving his hands in the open space in front of his chest that was soon to be cut to nothing. His feet obeyed the demand when his mind told him to keep going. To turn around and run before it was too late and they made worse mistakes. Sebastian stalked towards him fueled by a burning bright
fire. Hot enough for Blaine to notice the green in his eyes was ablaze. He’d lie and deny that his body reacted to it. A pull that danced through his veins sparked with electricity and want. He felt like he was breathing under water when he tried a swallow to loosen the knot in his throat and failed. “You know I should walk away before–.” Sebastian grabbed his collar. Blaine’s hands pressed firmly against his chest and that current flowing through Sebastian jumped between them and ran up his arms shutting his voice down so his lips hung open until– Their mouths met and the solid push he angled his hands to separate them became a desperate clutch of starched white cotton and a bit of Sebastian’s tie. Shocked eyes screamed a protest that died off in perfect synchronicity with his knees going so weak that he had to wrap both arms around Sebastian’s shoulders and lock his right hand around his left wrist to keep standing. Shouldn’t exploded into I want you. His hands gripped stronger to keep from shaking.
Blaine kissed him back after that. Tripping to catch up to the passion flowing from Sebastian’s mouth against his but gaining ground the longer it lasted.
Right as the ring of anticipation stopped, && he heard Blaine’s voice, his awaiting lip bite turned into a half smirk. “ I think I should be asking you the same thing. Eleven PM for Blaine?? We have a real rebel on our hands. “ he joked playfully, keeping his voice as calm as possible despite deep down, even Sebastian Smythe got nervous sometimes. Not because he was looking for phone sex, but because he was looking for it with Blaine Anderson. Blaine could always make him nervous, though the Warbler was a master at hiding it.
“ I’m always a night owl. Nothing new—– “ Before finishing his thoughts, he took a pause, licking his lips before looking down at the erection he already had from prior fantasies alone. Sebastian was really in the mood tonight. “ Nighttime is the best time, don’t you agree? It’s when our thoughts really start wandering… && I’ve only been thinking about ONE thing in particular tonight. “ Yes, he is trying to hint at the fact that he’s horny.
His eyes rolled so hard that you could practically hear it on the other end of the line. Smirking towards his ceiling, Blaine laughed quietly. “Gee, thanks. It’s good to finally get how boring you think I am out in the open. What? Do you think I go to bed by eight? Eat my dinner at three in the afternoon? I’m not eighty years old, Sebastian.” Why’d he feel like he had to quickly prove to Sebastian that he wasn’t as droll as he imagined Seb must think he was? Joking tone in Seb’s voice or not? Blaine just felt like he needed to. Especially since their conversation at the Lima Bean weeks ago.
“Unfortunately I only get to be one of those on the weekends.” Not doing proving he wasn’t about as interesting as a sack of potatoes with that comment. Blaine stopped, licked his lips and jumped on the chance to change the subject. “It can be. Guess it depends on what’s keeping you up. Yeah, they usually do. That’s the problem. Where they wander to that keeps you awake. Oh? Everything okay,” his tone switched to a small undertone of concern. It became lower, softer. Curious. “What’s going on? You know I’m here if you need to talk.” Cluelessness, tonight your name is Blaine Devon Anderson.
It was late at night, Sebastian had his rather spacey house all to himself; as usual. Solitude brought him to think certain thoughts. Certain thoughts about one person in particular. Sebastian hadn’t seen Blaine online lately, && he definitely hadn’t forgotten about the offer he made a few weeks ago. With his history of never giving up on the boy, it was worth a try, wasn’t it??
Laying back in his king sized bed, Sebastian decided to ruthlessly go for it. Scrolling to the contact, he called up Blaine && waited with his ear to the phone. Eager for a voice on the other line.
Blaine glanced over at the clock sitting on his desk and noticed the hour. Was it really that late and he wasn’t near close to tired? Apparently so. Great thing about Fridays? At least there was no alarm to wake him up before the sun was up and make him regret not forcing himself to go to sleep.
Lazily flipping another page of the worn copy of Wuthering Heights he borrowed from his mother for required reading, he jumped when his phone unexpectedly rang from where he tossed it on his bed. Reading the name on the screen brought a smile to the corner of his mouth. Wuthering Heights could wait. "Hello, Sebastian,” Blaine pounced down and wiggled around to relax back against a pile of pillows. “Pleasant surprise to hear from you at this hour. What are you doing up so late?”
“Bummer. It’s a real shame. Because I know how committed you are to Hummel && those ’sexy ’ Friday night moisturizing routines you guys do over the phone. But I know you aren’t all pure, Killer. C’mon. Everyone, except maybe Kurt, has certain desires. Let’s just say—– if you &&I had a phone conversation it would be a little less skin care talk && a little more intimacy. “
“We don’t talk about–okay–maybe we do–but! I happen to like our Friday night phone conversations. Even if they are sometimesabout moisturizing routines. They make him happy. Kurt does have desires. Unlike you think.. They..they’re–Why am I justifying this? ….Let’s just say what? Did you–. Wow, Sebastian. Wow. We are not having this conversation. Or THAT conversation either!”
“ Taking care of them? Don’t worry, I don’t think that’ll be a problem. I like to think that I’m really stepping up as the new leader of The Warblers. Of course, I’ll never fill the shoes of Blaine Anderson. You managed to whip them into shape. I like to think of myself as your protege. Just too bad that you chose New Directions over your old pals… It’s hard to keep you off my mind when they’re always talking about you. How’s your relationship going??Still off the market? “
“My protege? Isn’t that laying it on a bit thick, Sebastian? They’re talking about me so much you can’t get me off your mind? Uhm.. I–Okay.. For the record? I didn’t choose the New Directions over The Warblers. They’re still my friends. My reason for leaving ran deeper than show choir groups. Kurt and I? We’re–we’re doing great. Yep. Completely ‘off the market’. Sooo off the market. Way off. Not in the same zipcode of the market.”
“ You’re right, I’m totally biased. Though how could I not be? There’s only one Blaine Anderson in the world && I’m lucky enough to know him. Not to mention you telling me that The Warblers suits me is like the biggest compliment ever. You know you can always come back. “
“I’m only being honest. They do. Just promise me you’ll take care of them for me in my–. I know I can. I think the last time you reminded me was two days ago if I remember correctly –but– I can’t. It doesn’t mean I won’t cheer you guys on from the audience. Too enthusiastically for some of the Glee Club members to appreciate. The Warblers will always be important to me. It..it’s like I said before? McKinley is where I belong now.”
“ You made that stage your own out there tonight, really killed it. Not like I expected any less from Blaine Anderson. You always know how to keep all eyes on you. The crowd && boys alike. “
“Thank you, Sebastian. We both know you’re biased. I’m not sure if all eyes we were on me but it’s flattering for you to say so. You know? You were pretty amazing yourself and just as guilty of being the attention stealer you’re accusing me of. The Warblers suit you well.”
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