Rather Oblivious Aren't You
So, thought I would try my hand at writing for the Moriarty the Patriot. I haven't watched it for ages, so apologises if they are out of character.
Used one of my own prompts for this.
"Did you just flirt with me?/ Have been for a while now, thanks for noticing"
Warnings: None. Though potentially I should warn again for potential out of character behaviour.
The majority of the Manor had a bet going since about the second day of your arrival into their group. This bet involved Sebastian Moran and yourself, and when said man would finally recognise your intentions, William was rather certain he was going to win it. They all thought you didn’t know about it, but the lot of them weren’t overly subtle. Which was surprising given everything.
Currently, you were leaning against the door leading out to the garden tapping your foot as you nibbled your bottom lip. Surprisingly, Sebastian was completing his chores for the day instead of putting them off. Perhaps, Louis had gotten to him. For such a large man he was rather submissive when it came to the Moriarty’s. Sighing, you reached up to curl a strand of your hair around your finger as you watched him cutting wood, the muscles in his arms rather nicely on show as he swung the axe.
“Enjoying the view?” William’s voice interrupted your less than pure thoughts.
“I am yes,” you agreed, barely sparing your boss a glance before your lips twisted. “Could be nicer though.”
William’s lips twitched as he tried to hide his amusement. He wasn’t sure at first when Fred brought you to them wanting you to join but he was rather glad he and his brothers agreed to it. Not only were you talented, approaching the jobs assigned to you with a single-minded focus that was deadly to those who got in your way but you brought some entertainment.
“I’m rather sure Moran could be persuaded to make it a nicer view,”
“Willaim, Louis would be scandalised to hear such talk from his brother,” you teased, finding the strength to pull your gaze from Sebastian to raise an eyebrow at your boss. “And I’m not entirely sure Sebastain would understand.”
“Perhaps, a more direct approach is needed with him,” Willaim suggested. “He can be rather…oblivious.”
“I have noticed that, didn’t think I was being too subtle,” you brought your thumb up to your mouth, biting on your nail. “…don’t think I don’t realise you are nudging me so you can win the little bet.”
“I would never,” you weren’t surprised that William knew you were aware of the bet between the members of the household. He was the Lord of Crime, after all.
“Uh-huh,” you bumped your shoulder into his before you started walking towards Sebastian, a little spring in your step as he looked up catching your eye. He placed the axe down, leaning it against the block.
“What can I do for you,” he asked, breathing a little heavy. You stopped rather close to him, looking up from under your lashes as you reached out to touch him. He didn’t stop you or move away, though he seemed rather confused, as he always did when you found reason to touch him. Or rather, even if there was no reason. Ordinarily, you weren’t the most tactile person, but with him you were different. From the moment you laid eyes on him something came to life within you. A light, humming as your heart sped up whenever he was near.
“It would make more sense for you to do this shirtless,” you mused, fingers trailing down Sebastain’s arm. “Rather sweaty work.” You noticed a slight tremor in Sebastian’s arm under your touch.
“Would rather not get sunburnt,” he shrugged, wiping sweat from his brow.
“I’d happily cover you in lotion to help prevent that,” you made sure to put as much of a suggestive tone to your voice as possible, laying it on extra thick to hopefully finally get through to the man. You knew he was aware when women were interested in him, so maybe if you acted like them he would finally get it. “Any excuse to be able to get my hands all over you.”
Sebastain paused, his eyes widening as a flush that had nothing to do with the heat started climbing up his neck. You started nibbling your bottom lip again as he stared, you took a step closer into his personal space as your fingers trailed down his arm to tangle with his. This was a new reaction. Especially to a women showing interest to him.
“Did you just flirt with me?” he asked, surprise clear in his voice as his brow furrowed.
“Have been for a while now, thanks for noticing,” you laughed.
“Right…” he stuttered hand tightening around yours. “I didn’t realise…how didn’t I realise?” that last part was muttered lowly but with how close you were to him it was easy for you to hear.
“You’re rather oblivious, aren’t you?”
“Oi,” his face twisted into a scrawl as you laughed.
“I’ve been flirting with you since I got here,” you teased. “Perhaps I was being too subtle.”
Sebastian’s brow was still furrowed when you tugged on his hand.
“What?” though he didn’t let go of your hand, your teasing smile grew softer as you reached up to cup his cheek.
“I’m waiting on an answer to my intentions,” you pointed out. His face smoothed out, as he nuzzled into your hand, his own free hand grabbing your waist and tugging you into his body as he finally let go of your hand, only to pinch your chin between his thumb and index finger using that grip to tilt your head up.
“My apologises, I shouldn’t keep a lady waiting,” he murmured. “Just so this oblivious oaf can be sure, your intentions are?”
“To have you, exclusively,” your tongue darted out to touch his thumb as it swiped along your bottom lip.
“Cheeky,” he grinned, lowering his head until his lips hovered over yours. “Have me exclusively you shall.”
“Good, would hate to have get my hands dirty,” you whispered.
His lips met yours, they were a little chapped but soft against yours as he wrapped his arms around your waist and your arms intertwined around his neck. You toyed with the hair at the nape of his neck, lifting up onto your toes so the poor man didn’t have to bend quite so much. Sebastian was gentle as he moved his lips against yours, not demanding in the least. It was almost perfect.
“William, we weren’t meant to interfere,” Albert’s voice broke through the silence as the two of you pulled apart.
“If it helps at all, Albert,” you grinned turning in Sebastian’s arms to grin at the Count. “I was losing my patience with this one. I was bound to try a direct approach even without William’s nudge.”
“What are they on about?” Sebastian groused resting his chin on your shoulder, a rather grumpy tone to his voice at being interrupted.
“There was a bet, I believe it was about when you would finally realise my intentions,”
“And Albert doesn’t seem too happy about it, think he had you down for taking at least another month,”
You could feel his chuckle from how he was pressed against you; his hair tickled your face as he dropped his forehead to rest in the crook of your neck, lips pressing against the skin there. Hands tightening against your hips.
“Colonel Moran!” Louis’ voice startled Sebastian into standing upright. “You haven’t finished your chores.”
“It was my fault, Louis,” you patted Sebastians hands as you pulled yourself away from him. “I distracted him.”
“Do try to keep that to a minimum,” though his face and voice were stern you could see a slight twinkle in his eyes. The same one that William would get.
“Yes Sir,” you grinned turning around to face Sebastian. “I’ll see you tonight.” You stood on your tip toes to press a kiss to his cheek.
“Tonight?” there was that adorably confused face again.
“Yes, you are taking me to dinner,” you nodded, tugging him down to whisper into his ear. “You aren’t getting me into your bed without at least a dinner first.”
“It’ll depend on how good it is,” you pulled away, winking at him before you turned around, grinning at his groan as he picked up the axe again.
“There’ll never be any peace around here,” Louis muttered as you walked past.
“Don’t worry Louis,” you smiled. “I’ll make sure he behaves.”
“It’s you I’m worried about,”
“Don’t try and act all innocent,”
Louis walked away leaving you standing there pouting. William and Albert covered their amusement behind their hands as you huffed and walked away, muttering under your breath. They turned back to watch Sebastian attack the wood pile with more enthusiasm than they had ever seen.
