#seb.

Anywho <3

Blaine had spent his last Saturday afternoon without Sebastian playing in the snow with Ras,  making sure the apartment was spotless, and cooking the best homemade bacon and fresh onion pizza he could. His body was humming with anticipation over seeing his boyfriend again after sixteen long, and well, lonely days apart. He couldn’t actually say he was lonely the whole two weeks as Ras and Freya had taken up a great deal of his time. The two of them surprisingly got along rather well. He even had the photo to prove it. Ras curled at the end of Blaine’s dorm bed, and Freya actually curled up on top of him. It pleased Blaine that his familiar and Seb’s companion liked each other. It seemed all the more to Blaine like just another little inch of fates string being tugged to pull them closer. Ras actually seemed to get along with all of the witch’s familiars around LeFay. He was particularly fond of David’s Great Pyrenees, Khione. Blaine figured Ras had a little crush on the pretty pup.

He’d heard from Seb about three hours ago, he’d called to tell him he’d landed in New York and would be flying into Boston and he’d massage when he landed. The little butterflies that lived in his stomach came alive at the thought of seeing him again so soon. Any minute he’d get the notification that he’d be home in fifteen minutes. He was getting antsy, he wanted nothing more than to wrap Sebastian up and to kiss him breathless. He’d missed him in a way that he couldn’t explain. Absolutely and completely. It was honestly a bit scary. He didn’t have time to dwell on it as his phone gave a high pitch chime meant to sound like a magic wand and he grinned as he looked down at his phone.  Seb was at Logan International, five miles away from Blaine and Ras and Blaine had to fight the urge to pop himself over there. To pretend that he’d driven to surprise him.

“Gods. Don’t be ridiculous. He’ll be here in less than fifteen minutes. Don’t act like a crazy person, Anderson.” He shot a wide eyed look over at Ras as if he was the one that put the idea into his head. He made his way over to the still decorated Christmas tree, fixing an already perfectly positioned ornament before making his way into the kitchen and checking to make sure the pizza was safely in the refrigerator. He needed to keep busy.

He could feel him the moment Seb shifted into his atmosphere. Blaine’s skin went from humming to buzzing as he glanced at Ras to make sure the pup looked presentable. Of course he did. His coat was shining and golden and the new little black Onyx Blaine had given his friend to protect him sat prettily against his soft fur. “Your papa’s home, buddy.” He grinned as Ras’ ears perked up and the pup did a few little spins in excitement. The dog was practically about to bounce out of his skin as they heard the sounds of rolling suitcases come to a stop outside the door. Blaine’s ears just as keen as Ras’ enhanced dog ears picked up the clink, clink of keys. He leaned against the wall by the couch, his arms crossing over the sweater Seb had gotten him for Christmas so as to appear casual as the key clicked in the lock and the two of them were graced with Seb pulling two suitcases into the apartment. Wasn’t there only one when he left?

He watched at Seb was bombarded by his companion so fast he hardly got the door closed behind him. He bit his lip as he watched Seb love all over Ras. It was all so sweet. Blaine had to fight internally with himself to keep from doing the same thing. This was Ras’ moment, Blaine could wait. The whole room had changed. It was from being the quiet, still he had Ras had shared to a comfortable noise and energy that only Seb could give them. After a minute of kisses from Ras Seb looked up turning his green gaze in Blaine’s direction and his slow, for Blaine only, smile over took his face. Blaine let out a breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. The past sixteen days had been difficult, Blaine had missed Sebastian terribly. Had missed spending time with him in so many ways and missed just being in his general, comforting presence. But, seeing him now… Seeing that beautiful smile directed towards him made Blaine realize just how overwhelmingly much he’d missed this man. So much more than he thought he originally thought he did. Was that even possible? He was glad that he hadn’t felt this way the whole time Seb was gone. It made his heart ache and Seb was standing right fucking here. He sighed and swallowed hard, embarrassed that his eyes were prickling with emotions. How silly. He shook his head to clear the emotions and smiled big, the kind that made his eyes crinkle at the corners. Finally he managed to speak, his voice soft.

Dinner and a movie? What the fuck had Blaine been thinking? Clearly he hadn’t been when he asked to go out with his boyfriend two days ago. He was beyond him how he’d managed to deny his guy a visit when Seb had asked. Friday came around and Blaine was happy. They’d have a date, and he’d get to go out and about and not feel like a prisoner trapped in his room anymore. Dinner was Italian, something Seb usually liked, but he’d picked at his food and seemed antsy. No, he wasn’t being rude to Blaine, conversation was easy and good like always but, he kept staring at Blaine like he wanted to eat him up instead of words or food. By the time they’d left the restaurant Sebastian had barely eaten six bites and had asked for a Togo box.  Blaine wasn’t stupid, he knew what Sebastian really wanted. He wanted to go home and well, fuck. Blaine wanted that, too. Badly. But, he was determined to stick to his plan, determined to see how long he could hold out before losing his own mind.

The movie passed in a blur, Blake Lively’s deep, sultry voice being one of the only things Blaine would be able to recall about the film later on. They might have to go see it again on a less desperate night. Blaine had tested limits during the showing and had his hands on Seb’s thigh, then just under his shirt for a moment before withdrawing all together. He had smiled, satisfied with himself, at the little growls of frustration that emitted from Seb’s lips. Blaine knew what he was doing and honestly he should have been ashamed. Poor Seb hadn’t been taken out by magical sickness and loss of magic that had rendered Blaine useless. So he’d been bored the two weeks Blaine was gone. Didn’t have the luxury of being mostly and fitfully unconscious. He’d make it up to Sebastian and himself though. Seb would feel him three days from now after he was finished making it up to him.

They’d barely made it past the front door, hardly said hello to Ras before Blaine had his boyfriends shirt gone, his lips attached to skin as it was bared. Each article of clothing found iself tossed to the floor and before Blaine knew it his fingers were slicked and pressing into Seb before being replaced with Blaine himself. Seb’s legs spreading open and just for Blaine. His tightness swallowing him up and pulling him in as Blaine kissed his boyfriend slow and deep, almost dirtily, pressing his head into the pillow. He was losing himself inside Sebastian more and more with each thrust until he wasn’t sure how he’d went almost three weeks without touching him like this. Wasn’t sure how he’d ever thought dinner and a movie was a good idea after all the shit he’d just went though. His ears were buzzing with pleasure, his skin goose bumped and hot as he pressed deeper and deeper, amazed at just how open and slick Sebastian felt. The sound of the slide of his cock inside of Seb was filthy and beautiful and Jesus fucking Christ. His boyfriend’s head was back, eyes rolled up and he was moaning unapologetically. Again, it was all for Blaine. Thinking about it, feeling it, seeing Seb like this and Blaine was almost there. Sweat dripped from his curls and down his face, some of it onto Seb. He was so close, all Seb had to do was clench around him once more and oh fu-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

The sound of someone at Seb’s door was so loud it might as well have been a goddamn gunshot. Blaine’s breath wooshed out of him and he felt like he’d been slapped. “What the fuck.” He was breathless and his hips had stopped thrusting, instead he was just pressed into his lover and frozen. Ras was freaking out in the living room and wouldn’t stop barking at the front door. Whoever was out there knocked again in a weird pattern like a drunk person that had forgotten how to knock.  Annoyance and an anger caused by frustration wracked though his body that had just been so full of pleasure.