So yeah middle of exams
Prob won’t be on until the weekend
Might get on on Thursday idk
Anonymous asked: Fuck, Marry, Kill. Sebastian, Dimitri, Quiris.
A shiver, caused by the enormous rage and anger which was pumping through his veins right now, caught Sebastian by surprise, and he closed his eyes shortly. He hoped, that this would decrease the tension between them, if he wouldn´t stare into those soulless and dark eyes of Jim´s, who were challenging him every second.
Sebastian found himself in these kind of situations more often than he liked, since he moved in with this psycho, and he had few ways to deal with them, But it always ended the same way; Jim got what he wanted and Sebastian´s pride was long gone, and so his body had several marks and scars added to his skin.
Nevertheless, his brain wasn´t able to compensate these information all at once, and Sebastian was till high above the normal grudge against Jim. He felt the suit brush against his bare chest, and the snaring words reach his ear. Sebastian felt that his hands flew up, and he could see how they placed themselves around Jim´s throat, and his whole body pressed him against the wall behind him.
great satisfaction was overwhelming him, and the closeness of their bodies was adding even more friction between them, but now in a very different way. The adrenaline was pumping through is brain, and the pulse which Sebastian could clearly feel beneath his fingers was so real and so… Delicate and arousing.
Sebastian was feeling the danger, feeling the thrill and the aftermaths his actions may cause. Or rather will cause. And that made it perfect this moment, and this made him lean closer.
Jim, regardless of the fact he had just been violently shoved against a wall and now was being withheld oxygen, was still grinning. The colour his lips were beginning to turn didn’t bother him, quite the opposite. The criminal was cleverly in complete control of his instincts, and was able to not fight back. Oddly, he trusted Sebastian. Not like he did anyone else, he knew he was going to be released when necessary. Jim decided to enjoy the adrenalin rush. Both hands on his sniper’s waist and his nails dug in far enough to tear the first layer of skin he didnt utter a peep in return to Sebastian. He couldn’t. He just grinned, giving the sniper the go ahead to
bite kiss him.
“Sounds like a request to me, Sir.” He muttered, walking towards the door pausing only to think about asking for his knife back before walking to make Jim tea. It was stupid that he was working this hard to please Jim with things that weren’t ever supposed to be his job but now he knew how the man liked his tea fixed.
Jim grinned, not replying. He didn’t even have to tell Moran how he liked it, which was very useful. With the Tiger out of the way, the criminal got on with a little work and awaited his tea patiently
for once. When Sebastian returned, Jim was running his fingertips over the knife, careful not to drag them too hard across the blade.