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Started January 05, 2019 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Lionel turned his head to bury his face in the pillow, blushing furiously. “I- I am?”

Sebastian hummed in agreement, grinning as he spoke. "Yeah. You're adorable, and hot. Just my type," he said with a small grin

And just as quickly as it had softened, Lionel's face was closing up again. "Right. Like you don't say that to everyone."

“Nope. Only say it to the hot, adorable ones. Which, sadly, are in short supply,” Sebastian chuckled before pecking Lionel’s cheek. “Come on, don’t be so crabby. If I wanted that, I would have gone to Red Lobster,” he snickered

Lionel let out a snort, biting his lower lip in an absentminded way that wasn't meant to be tempting, but ended up looking that way despite his intentions. "Fine, fine."

Sebastian found his eyes drawn to the way Lionel bit his lip, a bit of heat going through him at the very tempting sight. Without thinking he leaned forward, pressing their lips together, a hand pushing into Lionel's hair

Lionel's blood went hot as he drew Sebastian closer, letting his mouth fall open invitingly. "Sebastian.." he murmured, letting the other man take the lead.

Sebastian pressed their lips together a bit firmer, loving how the other said his name. He pressed closer, lips pressing firmer against Lionel's as he found himself wanting more

He said it again. "Sebastian.." God, the name tasted almost as good as the other man's mouth.

Sebastian was only spurred on when his name was said, and he shifted so he was more lying atop Lionel, pressed chest to chest with the other man as he pressed their lips together again

A soft gasp slipped from Lionel’s mouth and into Sebastian’s. Acutely aware of every place their bodies pressed together, he bit down teasingly on the other man’s lip, trying to spur him on.

Sebastian couldn't help the very faint growl that rose in the back of his throat at the small bite. He pressed closer to Lionel, practically mashing their lips together now

Some primal instinct rose within him at the growl— one to flatten himself against the ground and bow down to the dominant alpha male. Instead, he let out a strangled gasp, fingers digging into Sebastian’s back.

Sebastian felt a heady rush of enjoyment from how Lionel gasped, and he quickly began to ravage the other's mouth, hands moving to hold firmly onto his lower waist

Fuck. Lionel let out something akin to a moan, opening his mouth a bit wider to give Sebastian more access. “Sebastian~”

Sebastian only seemed to be encouraged by every noise Lionel let out, and when he heard his name he dug his nails ever so slightly into Lionel's waist

Pinned down to the bed, Lionel was helpless, powerless to whatever Sebastian did— not that he was complaining. At all. “Sebastian…..” he murmured again.

Sebastian nipped a bit sharply at Lionel's lower lip before beginning to trail down, mouthing a bit roughly at his jaw and neck

Lionel sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling of Sebastian’s hungry mouth on his neck. “Fuck…”

Sebastian chuckled darkly against Lionel's neck at the sound of him. "Plan on it," he purred, voice low and rich as he nipped playfully at Lionel's earlobe before continuing his motions

Oh my god. Never had he encountered a person as smooth or flirty as Sebastian— or, for that matter, a better kisser. Maybe one equally matched, but they were long gone anyways.

Sebastian seemed to practically sense Lionel's thoughts, and he was grinning as he began to work a somewhat dark hickey into the crook of the other's neck. He wanted to leave a lasting mark on him, at least for a little while

Lionel had to clamp his jaw shut as Sebastian began to mark him, his hands digging into his back.

Satisfied, Sebastian moved on, beginning to work a similar mark a bit further up Lionel's neck. "You had your fun last night. It's my turn," he purred lowly, the very faintest hint of a growl in his tone

I swear… Lionel was one hundred percent convinced that he could get drunk off the sound of Sebastian’s voice alone. He barely managed to stammer out a plea to stay subtle, voice cracking ever so slightly.