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He got up and followed, watching you. "Man am I lucky I get to get laid by you someday. You look SO much better than me. Pretty well hung as well."
He got up and followed, watching you. "Man am I lucky I get to get laid by you someday. You look SO much better than me. Pretty well hung as well."
“Yeah yeah,” he slipped on some boxers, putting on a shirt then jumping on the bed. “Join me,” he chuckled holding out his arms.
He walked back to the living room, and turned off the TV and lights,then gladly crawled into your arms,nuzzling in with a wide smile.
“You’re warm,” he chuckled holding Evan close. “You know I have sucked you off before right?”
"I know. I blame you,the kinky chains and the maids outfit." He kissed you softly. "And,your warmer."
“How am I warmer. I live in hell, it’s pretty cold down there,” he chuckled closing his eyes.
"Oh shuddup you. I was sweating all the time down there." He rolled his eyes as he cuddled in.
“Really, I didn’t notice. You have practice tomorrow right?” He asked kissing Evan’s forehead.
He nodded. "We get our scripts and stuff tomorrow,work on memorizing lines and such."
“Okay…goodnight then,” he said closing his eyes pulling the sheets over their shoulders.
He fell asleep with a smile, all cuddled up in your arms. (weird question but do you have Tik Tok? I'm a cosplay channel and have a…lot of Evan audios)
(Nahhhh my friend does though I can ask her send me one of your videos :3)
Sebastian woke up the next day feeling up and ready. He decided to wake Evan up since his food is better. “Evan~ wake up~”
Awesome,I'm evthestrange)
He groaned and gripped tightly to you. "Nooooo…."
(I’ll make sure to tell her!)
“Yeeeeesssss~” he chuckled. He kissed Evan's lips. “Time. To. Get. Up,” he said in between every kiss.
"Nope. Nada. No way. Try again!" He said in response to each demand. He then turned away from you and curled up into a ball. "I don't even gotta be there till about 1 anywaaaaays." He whined in complaint.
“But you have to cook~,” he took Evan that was in a ball and sat him on his legs. “Please?”
"Oh fine." He got up. "Hey gaybe I was wondering. What ever happened to never falling in love again? You pretty much screamed that at me like the first or second day we met." He began to cook french toast, humming a bit.
Sebastian went silent. “You turned me around I guess. Everyone in hell is so hell bent on killing or themselves, that they don’t see passion the way I do. My ex boyfriend he was interesting. I never met someone like him. He was handsome, charming, adorable when he sleeps, but then Satan happened. He took that away from me. I said to my self to never fall in love again because it can get taken away from you. Then when I saw you play the piano or be sarcastic and cute at the same time. I felt like there was hope. You were definitely passionate about what you love like your plays or the LGBTQ+ community. That I let myself love you and I gave in. Stupid huh? I’m so fucking weak!”
"Weak?" He questioned as he cracked an egg and put the shells in a coffee can. He then rinsed off his hands,wiped them off on his hands,and walked over to you,kissing your cheek. "You liar. You are not weak. Falling in love is strength, not weakness. Everyone needs love in their life. Hope. A partner in crime. Someone to talk to,hold them when their weak and keep them grounded when their strong. You are not weak. You are a strong handsome man. Who needs love to support them. The day I'm taken away from you will be the day hell freezes over. Okay?" He smiled and kissed you softly,then went back to his cooking.
“Thanks,” Sebastian smiled lightly, gripping his own hands.
He finished cooking up,and served up the french toast with bacon and scrambled eggs beside it. He then set down two bowls,one with cut up bananas and one with cut up strawberries,and a can of whipped cream. He put on all 3 items after he put on the syrup,which also sat on the table.
“What are you doing to the poor eggs and bacon…” he gaged when he saw how much Evan put on.
"What,you don't like scrambled eggs and bacon?" He dug into his french toast, topped with everything. "Oh fuff off." He mumbled over his food. He obviously needed to learn some manners.
“What kinda of…please tell you don’t eat like this public,” he started to after he finished talking.
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