Closed: Time for a New Back Up Plan

[daleysebastian]

There were a million things happening that week. Sebastian wasn't in the mood to deal with any of them. He also might have put himself on a new version of exile. Self-imposed exile. That wasn't actually very new for him, but with the big secret out to essentially everyone he knew, Sebastian had reverted to old ways. Habits and all that

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[daleysebastian]

Normally, Sebastian was a light sleeper. It was hard to get a jump on him, even accidentally. He was so exhausted that it took Reid actually attempting to wake him up for it to happen. Even then, it was slower than usual and slightly more disorienting.

"Huh?" Sebastian blinked, rubbing at his eyes for a moment before looking up. It took an extra few seconds for him to put the pieces together for what Reid was doing there. "Hi. What?"

It wasn't actually shocking. Sebastian had been getting progressively more used to Reid just being there more often than he wasn't. He tried not to think about that too much, and they never talked about it, but it was one of the more comforting things happening in his life at the moment

[daleysebastian]

"You're so easy." As snarky as he meant it, Sebastian wasn't actually any better. He was the one that pressed a little closer. The hot press of lips was always more enticing than just about anything else, warmth radiating out from the contact. It was only a moment before he went one further and turned his head. A hand caught at the back of Reid's neck, fingers splayed through the back of his hair, and Sebastian caught his lips with his own.

They'd managed words before getting distracted, which was progress for some days. Then again, others they were saying everything and nothing all at once.

[reidinggg]

As much as Reid was one to talk, years of reprimand for blurting things out and chattering in class and generally refusing to hold his tongue having altogether failed to teach him any kind of self-control or install a filter of sorts, he all too often found himself out of anything to say when it came to Sebastian, running into things either best left unsaid or too tedious to put into words.

It wasn't like they'd ever run out of distractions, or less direct ways of communicating. In any case, he had given up trying to make sense of most of it - it was what it was, and so long as he wasn't catching Sebastian bolting again or running off to get himself killed over a decade-long vendetta, he was fine with it.

More than fine, really, as his lips parted slightly against Sebastian's, a soft sort of sigh escaping him and his hand clinging a bit more insistently to the fabric of his shirt.

[daleysebastian]

When he thought about them being in their element, this was it. The layers to whatever this was were always increasing, things not changing so much as building. Eventually, they were going to have to talk about it.

Considering Reid had just given him the don't die because I'd worry speech and Sebastian had basically given him a key. There were a lot of things coming together that were distracting enough from all the awful things happening. It was even better to distract from the distractions. That's just where they were right now.

Reid's mouth parting against his was the best distraction from the other distractions. Sebastian tugged at the back of Reid's shirt until he could splay his hand against his back. He pulled out of the kiss enough to tug briefly at Reid's lower lip.

[reidinggg]

It apparently didn't matter how many times he found himself in this situation (and it seemed like they had both intently settled on the idea of quickly building up those numbers), that initial rush of warmth and nerves never did quite get less mind-numbing, and Reid couldn't help the quiet moan that escaped him as Sebastian's teeth caught his lip, couldn't help the way he instinctively arched against the press of Sebastian's hand or the way he pulled more firmly at the fabric of his shirt.

They were really very good at distractions.

Reid pushed himself forward to the very edge of the desk, hips harshly clashing against Sebastian's before he gave up with stablizing grip and instead slid his hand up that well-crafted side, fingers playing over the bumps of his ribs and the swell of muscles before reaching up and wrapping his hand up and around Sebastian's shoulder.

[daleysebastian]

Sebastian might feel bad about always getting off topic and never letting anything get too serious. That was hard to remember when Reid was pressing so insistently against him and his hands were so hot against his skin.

He broke away from Reid's mouth long enough to shrug out of his shirt, anything that meant he had those obsession-worthy on his body.

With his shirt out of the way, Sebastian splayed a hand over Reid's arm, fingers flexing against his biceps as Sebastian leaned in to drag his mouth over Reid's throat, all stubble and hot lips. If they weren't going to talk about the things they should, at least there was a better use for their mouths.