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Despite himself, he’s having a good time with this. Previous embarrassment forgotten, silently laughing to himself to not disturb the ghouls that he swore haunted this loft sometimes. Even if that were true, and not a result of his lonely demeanor seeming company in someone other than his roommates, they wouldn’t judge him for enjoying himself. Or sending an accidental nude.

[ PRIVATE : ] Video call? Is this 2001?

[ PRIVATE : ] Afraid to show off your very fake dick face-to-face, Timon? Knowing I’ll slander your lies?

Okay, so the name calling was uncalled for. Even as he cackled aloud, slinking over his sheets to find a cool spot against warm skin. Ignoring how his own cock is now twitching as best as he can, focus too busy on his tapping thumbs over the phone screen that every now and again scrolls back up to the photo delivered by its sender.

[ PRIVATE : ] And even if it was real, I’d be hearing far more about it wouldn’t I? You do have a reputation of being a fuckboy if not thee fuck boy. So. I call bullshit.

Honestly, why would he bother putting something through an AI generator when he was blessed by the gods?

[ PRIVATE:] You're not one of those boys who has a sudden fear of talking on the phone, are you? You know a phone call isn't gonna kill you, Hummel. [ PRIVATE:] Hey. If that's an invite to come on over, Princess. I can be there in twenty and you can have all the time in the world with this dick if you want it. God forbid I allow such slander to stand.

Sebastian wasn't even that bothered by being called Timon. He could almost hear the tone of Kurt's voice as he said it. He'd heard it a thousand times now, and it had almost- almost- become something of an affectionate nickname. He smirked a little at the phone before he tapped out his reply.

[ PRIVATE : ] See this implies you'd be talking to literally any of my conquests about my dick. You get that right? Never fucked Blaine, so you can't have a little group chat with him about it. And somehow I doubt you asked Hunter, Jeff, Thad or Nick about my skills.

of Dom/Sub/Switch flavors || all acts are consensual. || REVERSE! highly encouraged.

DIALOGUE - dom.

"That's it, baby. You are almost there. Just a little more." "Fuck, you are so beautiful like this." "Shh, ah-ah, not a sound, baby." "God, you're fucking soaked down there." "Take it all, it's all yours." "Holy shit, your mouth is dangerous." "God, you're so fucking tight." "I want to be down here forever." "Swallow, baby, all of it." "That's my good girl." "That's my good boy." "Woah, slow down darling, I am not going anywhere." "Eyes on me. Don't you look away now." "Ask me, baby. Ask me for more. You know how to." "Louder, I can't hear you." "Show me how much you want it."

DIALOGUE- sub.

"I can't. I can't anymore. Please." "I am close. So fucking close." "Don't stop, please." "Fuck, you are vicious. I want more." "Give it to me." "If you stop right now, I am going to fucking kill you!" "God, you are in so deep." "Is that all you've got?" "Punish me." "You feel so good. I am going to lose my mind." "Stay down there, I am not done with you." "Do I taste good? Show me how much you like it." "Let me sit on your face when I cum." "Keep going. Keep fucking going."

ACTION - sender focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)

sender trails kisses on receiver's stomach and leaves a trail of hickeys. sender drags their tongue over receiver's inner thigh before biting it. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are dressed. sender grinds on receiver from behind while both are undressed. sender nibbles on receiver's earlobe while fingering the receiver. sender grunts/moans against receiver's neck while finishing inside the receiver. sender masturbates to reach an orgasm while the receiver is watching. sender chokes the receiver while fucking the receiver roughly. sender grips receiver's head while riding receiver's face. sender performs oral on receiver under the table. sender puts a pillow under receiver's hips. sender puts a blind fold on receiver. sender spends a long time kissing receiver's body. sender rides the receiver with hands handcuffed behind receiver's head.

ACTION - receiver focused. (attach REVERSE! to switch roles)

Kurt taps his thumbs a little too hard over the screen before pressing send, giving a soft huff to himself. Did he actually care if his kinks, so to speak, were revealed to Sebastian Smythe of all people? Who was the guy going to tell? It wasn't as if he could do anything with that information. New York society, or at least the company he kept personally, was far more open minded about sex than Ohio ever had been. Even if the word got out he wasn't half-vanilla as he looked, he's sure it would improve things for his own personal sex life and not a scandal to be published in the paper.

He wasn't that well known. Nor did he want to be. Yet.

[ PRIVATE : ] And anyway, I didn't send anything because I was lonely. I was sending something because I finally got the place to myself and wanted to take advantage. Full opposite of lonely, nice try.

Chewing on his bottom lip, pensive on why any of that mattered. In a sense, he was also lonely and very much alone. Something he didn't want to remain all night. It was why he had attempted to send temptation to the only other person who he figured would be awake and jump at the chance. And yet, here he was. Not being wrapped around Blaine, but taunting and albeit flirting with Sebastian Smythe.

When his phone buzzes again, he flips it open, expecting another side swipe of some sort. Maybe an equal insult or backhanded compliment. Instead, he's met with an unsolicited dick pick. Not the first he had ever received, but the first to cause him to drop his phone to the bed as if the thing was its own entity coming out of the device to get him. "Oh my god!" He says to the empty room, and loft. "Oh my god!" Ignoring the twitch between his own legs, interest piqued, he waits a few seconds to calm the sudden rush of something that made him roll away from his phone, needing to recover from the shock.

A few minutes pass. Longer than usual. Before the next response pops through.

[ PRIVATE : ] Well. [ PRIVATE : ] That sure is something.

Idiot.

[ PRIVATE : ] That can't be real.

How could he not be curious after that picture? Of how daring and bold Kurt seemed to be behind closed doors? Far from the boy who'd seemed to throw him looks of judgement every time he even walked though the door of Scandals. Sebastian had always been a sexual being, someone who thrived on kinks and sexuailty so openly. Was he a slut? Yeah but at least he was having fun when he got free from all those obligatioins that hung on his shoulders more than he'd ever admit.

[ PRIVATE : ] Oh? So you resent it to some lucky fella? Going to make plans with them, are you? Never thought I'd be so jealous of Anderson.

It was risk, he knew that. Honestly part of him expected Kurt to throw his phone across the room and call him about a thousand different names for it. Hell the lengthing time between texts almost made him sure that he'd misjudged the situation. That he'd gone from cheeky Sebastian into creep terroriity and that was place he never wanted to be. He was about to type out a "Sorry" post when that message comes thoguh loud and clear?

And he smirked. Well that wasn't a no, was it?

[ PRIVATE : ] *Wow* Next you'll be saying I used AI or something to generate my dick. [ PRIVATE : ] It's very, very real Hummel. Hell- I'd video call you just to prove it if I thought you'd actually say yes.

[ PRIVATE : ] Send me a video of you crying, I might be able to get hard again. [ PRIVATE : ] That's a joke, by the way. Ha ha.

God, what was he doing?

Deciding he was here now, and there was no use in pretending he did not send a photo of himself, naked and arched, to Sebastian Smythe of all people. Leaning into it, he settles on his side, pressing his semi-hardon that hadn't been deflated entirely from the mood shifting from flirtatious to embarrassment to now curious territory where he didn't know how to feel. Or if he was allowed to feel anything, as this felt all realms of surreal.

[ PRIVATE : ] Sebastian, are you so lonely that you're resorting to flirt with the only guy you haven't fucked this side of the world? Should I feel sorry for you? [ PRIVATE : ] Although we can agree, I do deserve to be making a lot more noise and getting complaints because of it. But seeing as I sent the invitation to you, I guess that's a no go tonight. Bummer, huh?

This wasn't really ever a conversation he'd thought he'd be having with Kurt, but Sebastian was the sort of person who never let a chance pass him by, even a chance that currently had a boyfriend. Sebastian always had sort of a...loose morality when it came to what he wanted.

[ PRIVATE : ] I'd point out that you're the who sent me the perfect "Fuck Me Daddy' picture there and yet I'm the lonely one? Seems like you've got an empty space in bed there, Hummel.

[ PRIVATE : ] Hm...a no go huh? Is it? Shame. Because I know something that could have you making all the noises...

It was a risk. He knew it. And also possibly very, very stupid. Hell, Kurt might hate it. Hate him. But on the flipside, it could also make the other feel better about the whole accidental nude thing.

So.

Sebastian threw back the covers of his bed and slid his hand down to give himself a few loving strokes till he reached his full hardness, easily tilting the camera down to take a picture of his cock trapped the silk black trunks. It wasa enough to see the shadow of Sebastian's cock, the thickness of it. How big it was. The same picture teased those perfect abs and stomach.

Sebastian Smythe had a pornstar worthy cock between his legs and he knew it. A big, beauitiful cock.

Maybe it was why he so damn cocky all the time.

He took a deep breath and sent the photo.

[ PRIVATE : ] Like this?

He brings a hand to his face, sinking further down on the silken sheets, remembering that he is very much naked underneath everything. Part of him wondering if he should put something on while texting his sworn enemy, then having to remind himself that Sebastian can't literally see him. And outside of it being an accident, he didn't do anything wrong.

Though reading over the recent text from the other man, it does bring him raise a brow. Beautiful? Standing ovation? This had to be a prank, right?

[ PRIVATE : ] You're not drunk or high are you?

[ PRIVATE :] Sober as a nun. And twice as truthful. Happy to send you a little proof of my words if you're interested.

Might as well see if the other wanted a little...fun in return, regardless of his current relationship status.

[ PRIVATE : ] Just trust me, after a picture like that? You should be moaning into the sheets while getting rammed so hard it wakes up the entire apartment building. How could it not inspire a few things?

[ PRIVATE : ] That wasn't meant for you. I forgot I had your number, honestly.

A lie, but Sebastian didn't need to know that. Attempting to figure out how he mistook Sebastian for Blaine in his phone brings him to sit back in his bed, pulling the covers up to his face hide. No one was in the loft except for him, it wasn't like anyone could see him, but the second-hand embarrassment was too much.

[ PRIVATE : ] Hello to you too, Sebastian.

It's an easy joke, and Sebastian can't help making it as he presses his lips together to hide a little laugh as he imagines that panic on Kurt's face as he realizes who he sent it to.

[ PRIVATE : ] Hi, you're beautiful. If it makes you feel better, not mad at all that you found my inbox with a picture like that. Trust me when I say you earned yourself a standing ovation over here."

Was that a little too close to dirty talk? Yeah. Maybe. But hey, he could say a thousand more filthy things about that picture if he was allowed.