"You'd look hot in a muscle shirt," Lionel objected, "As long as you don't do the second thing. That would be….. gross to roleplay."
shipping? shipping (closed)
"Yeah, no, unless you have some kind of super weird, middle aged white guy fetish," Sebastian laughed, running a hand through his hair as he spoke
"Ewww…." Lionel screwed his face up in mild disgust. "I'm in my early twenties, idiot."
"No shit, I'm in my early twenties too. And honestly, I'm not sure I even own a muscle shirt. I don't exactly work out or anything," Sebastian chuckled
Lionel raised an eyebrow, shifting back on the bed to glance dubiously down the length of Sebastian's body. "Are you sure you don't work out?"
"Nah. I'm just naturally lean, though I guess I do work out a little with all the fights I get into," Sebastian said with a small shrug
Lionel flicked Sebastian's nose in partial answer. "Why do you get into so many fights?"
"Because no one likes a rich kid," Sebastian answered with a small shrug. That was true, in most senses. People only wanted him for his money
"Oh…." Something in Lionel's expression softened. "I like this particular rich kid, if it makes you feel any better…"
Sebastian smiled a bit at that. Gently, he leaned over, pressing a kiss to Lionel's cheek. "Thanks. And I really mean it," he said warmly
Lionel smiled, slipping his arms around the other man. "Anytime."
Sebastian smiled gently, and for once, it felt…genuine. Even his happy smiles seemed to feel fake to him, but this one? This one felt real. He cuddled closer to Lionel, smile only widening a little
Lionel tightened his arms around Sebastian, breathing in his scent.
Sebastian felt almost giddy as he was squeezed tighter, enjoying the firm grip greatly. It was a comforting sort of squeeze, one he loved
“This is really nice….” he murmured, tucking his nose into the crook of Sebastian’s neck.
Sebastian's smile only widened as he pressed closer to Lionel. "It is, isn't it?" he said softly
“Yeah…” Lionel pressed a kiss to Sebastian’s skin.
Sebastian smiled warmly, a small chuckle escaping him as he snuggled closer, nosing at Lionel's neck
“What time is it?” he murmured, kissing his boyfriend’s skin again.
"Late in the morning. Why?" Sebastian asked, his eyes drooping as he found himself wanting to sleep again
“Do you have to leave anytime soon?” he asked, “Or can we stay here longer?”
"We can stay here until someone calls, I guess," Sebastian said before yawning a little loudly
(Should someone call Lionel this time?)
“Mm, good…” he murmured, kissing Sebastian a third time.
(yeah, was gonna have his sister be a dick again pretty soon)
Sebastian smiled warmly, pressing into the kiss as he wrapped an arm around Lionel
(Wait so who’s calling who?)
“You’re warm..” he mumbled, warmth spreading across his chest.
(Sebastian's sister is gonna call him)
"Probably because I'm pretty hot," Sebastian snickered, grinning as he pulled Lionel closer. But he groaned as his phone began to ring, and he reached over, grabbing it and answering it
(Kk)
Lionel sighed, disappointed, but as soon as Sebastian answered his phone, leaned forward to gently bite his collarbone.
Sebastian squeaked in surprise at the bite, and he broke into a bit of Spanish as he tried to explain to his sister that he was fine
Grinning from ear to ear, Lionel bit down again, harder this time, then ran his tongue over the small mark he had made.
Sebastian quickly held the phone as far away from his mouth as possible before he let out a soft but audible noise of pleasure. "Babe, I'm on the phone, quit–!" he whined