burning up inside and i want more.

     _{Getting lost in the stare they held was so effortlessly easy. It took a single blink && all too quickly it was as if getting trapped in those hazel irises was inflicted by a force. Perhaps a force called chemistry. Sebastian liked to think he could look deeper in those eyes && find a glimpse of something he’s never seen before. Blaine always surprised him, && even more so as he watched Blaine progress through what once was awkward but now felt right. Sebastian didn’t except Blaine’s hands to move where they did; usually a move Sebastian would try to make. It slid from the shoulder to the cheek && before he could process the amount of body contact Blaine was giving, it trailed closer to his lips that he had just licked a few seconds prior to. When the touch was shifted to the corner of his mouth, Sebastian’s eyes flickered downwards to lightly glance at where his fingers were before returning back to the stare. He gives the signature smirk, hands slowly sliding down Blaine’s sides until he stopped himself at his waist.} 

    ❛ No worries, killer… ❜ he reassures cheekily, voice projecting smoothly && nonchalantly. The groan that came from Blaine caused Sebastian to develop a rush of thoughts, without realizing beginning to move one of his hands to Blaine’s thigh. Sebastian couldn’t describe it in his head as anything but sexy. Before realizing, he felt a sensation southwards. His cheeks became warm, hoping to god that a blush wasn’t visible. That would be a disaster in his opinion. Sebastian could feel his cock harden the longer the weight of Blaine pushed against him; an unintended tease in itself. Sebastian bites down on his bottom lip, wondering if Blaine could feel it or not. ❛ ———Looks like I’m enjoying your company more than I thought I was. ❜

 

      A starstuck look of awe kept Blaine’s mouth slack until he tugged his bottom lip up.  He bit down hard.  After a drag of his tongue over the drying strip of skin thanks to the deep but quick breaths.  Only a few more seconds of getting lost Sebastian’s stare turned them desperate pants spurned on by the clutching of his stomach.  Not that he’d complain about the sensation. It was overwhelming and everything he imagined–and there were plenty of times–getting lost in that endless sea of green, the sensation of long fingers sliding down his sides and the warmth of Sebastian’s body would be like.  Every inch of him that was empty and put on ignore for months came to life underneath the spell he was falling into. Too fast, too deep. No. Perfectly fast and deep enough to make him feel alive.  Blaine’s breath shuddered across Sebastian’s mouth–mint and coffee–as he watched him look towards the thumb that twitched an explorative touch along the edge of his lip.  He was so wrapped up in what he was doing that when Sebastian smirked, he mirrored it with a softer version and didn’t notice.

No worries?  Sebastian was wrong.  Blaine had plenty to worry about.  Like how encaptured he was getting and how with an inch closed between them he’d be able to taste the lips that his fingertips refused to lift from. Sebastian’s blush–yes, he noticed that as well as something else that was impossible to ignore–only made the urge even harder to resist.  Now he was so close to them that when Sebastian finished whispering he could feel them tenderly brush together. Speaking only made it worse better.  “——I should get up,” he repeated out loud.  Once again doing quite the opposite as his knees shifted apart far enough he removed any doubt that he was just as affected as Sebastian.  The ache in him built up the need for any kind of friction he could get.  He just happened to find it perfectly against Sebastian’s length. The drag backwards created by a lift of his hips and a parting of his thighs pushed every ounce of air out of his lungs, lashes fluttering as his eyes rolled back underneath them. When their lips met, Blaine didn’t have it in him to not feed Sebastian a moan.  Fireworks of every color exploded behind clamped lids. He was starving by the time he hungrily sought out Sebastian’s tongue and kissed him as deeply as he secretly craved for so–damn–long. Especially after the first time Sebastian kissed him.  Now there was no holding back.  Why there ever was before? Suddenly Blaine couldn’t think of why.  Or think at all.  Not when he was subtly rolling his hips and grunting into a mouth that eagerly took in every noise he made.