A/N: This is probably one of the few original multi-chapters that I've ever done. It's a Wing!Fantasy!Fic that was based on a rather vague prompt posted on Glee Kink Meme. I ended up creating a whole universe for it. There will be several parts to the fic, and Kurt will make an appearance later. The actual prompt will be stated at the bottom. Please note that fic has 2100 words of pure, unadulterated smut (the longest smut I've written to date). It features switching, but it will probably be the only part that has switching. I hope you enjoy this fic, I invested quite a bit of time into this one. If you like it, please rec it and give me feedbacks. Also, please follow me on Tumblr at "rykerstrom(.)tumblr(.)com" where I talk about my other SeBlaine WIP. Enjoy!
PART 1: TO THE LOST
Ever since he was little, Blaine Anderson had a love for the wounded and the helpless. This love often resulted in mostly unsuccessful attempt at picking up and saving injured animals, ranging from puppies to squirrels and in some cases, the not so desirable pests found in the backyard.
It always saddened him when the animals could not be saved.
"We tried our best, Blainey," his brother would try to comfort him as Blaine wiped away a stray tear from his face during another trip to the vet.
As Blaine grew older, volunteering at the animal shelters with family friends on the weekend also became a regular past time for Blaine. It was one of his favorite things to do aside from his music. At the young tender age of eleven, Blaine Anderson was still on a quest to save injured animals from the cruelty of the world.
It was the first day of his spring break. Blaine was playing in the backyard when he heard the sound of something falling onto the grass followed by a pitiful squeak. Upon a closer look, Blaine could see a small white bird laying on its side, its injuries evident by the spots of red on its feather. The bird looked as though it was having difficulty breathing.
"There, there." The bird looked like a hatchling, with a soft fuzzy down covering its tiny body. Its eyes were closed as it shivered in Blaine's hand. Blaine looked up and frowned when he realized there were no trees above him. "Where did you come from?"
Blaine turned around and quickly headed into the house. It didn't matter where the hatchling came from, he was going to save it and nurse it back to health on his own.
Miraculously, he did.
All it took was cleaning up the small animal, wrapping a warm towel around the hatchling and putting the small animal on a soft makeshift nest. Within half an hour, Blaine noticed that the wounds had healed. In an hour, its eyes opened. In two hours, it was up and about. In three hours, it was eating seeds out of Blaine's hands. While its speed of recovery was a marvel to Blaine, he didn't give it a second thought. The most important thing was that his new friend was going to be all right.
"You're a cute little thing, aren't you?" The hatchling chirped. That was when Blaine realized that the bird had green eyes. "You're such a pretty bird. Let's look you up online."
Blaine couldn't find any information on the bird, but that was all right, he liked his new friend. The bird would tilt its head and listen to him as though it understood what Blaine was saying. When Blaine was reading or on the computer, the little bird would sit on his shoulder and chirped along. If Blaine didn't know any better, he would think that his little friend could understand him.
"It's so strange not having a name for you." Blaine peered at the small animal. "You're white in color, should I just call you Snow?"
The bird blinked.
"Snow it is then." Blaine smiled. "I don't even know if you're a boy or girl, but that's okay, it doesn't matter to me." Blaine gave the bird a light pat on its little head.
Unfortunately, his new friend didn't stay for long. One month later, when Blaine came home from school, his friend was gone. It was devastating for Blaine. He knew that the bird was already flying by that time, but he never thought his friend would leave him behind this way. Blaine looked everywhere but there was no trace of Snow. Finally, as he was putting away Snow's nest, he saw something glimmering within the folds of the towels that had served as Snow's blanket.
A small blue stone.
As naïve and logical as it might've sounded, Blaine told himself that the stone was a farewell gift from his friend. After all, he was only eleven. Any eleven-year-old was allowed to make belief in anything, no matter how trivial and unrealistic it might be.
Another five years went by, Blaine's love for animals never ceased. In spite of the increased workload in school, Blaine still continued to volunteer at the animal shelter. It still saddened him to know that he couldn't save them all, but it made him feel good whenever he was successful in placing another dog or cat in a new home.
It was supposed to be a normal day just like any other. Blaine had just come back from the animal shelter when he found out that there was no more bottled water at his house. It just seemed the thing to do to go to his favorite supermarket to re-stock. He just didn't trust the quality of the tap water in his neighborhood.
It was a routine trip. Two miles each way from his house, with no special detours or confusing turns. In short, it was an uneventful drive and nothing should have happened.
Blaine Anderson was a block from his home when something crashed onto his windshield and fell onto the road before him.
Actually, the something didn't crash onto the windshield, it fell from above.
Blaine slammed on his brakes and hurried out of the car to check on whatever that he had hit. As Blaine approached the still figure before him, he felt his breath hitched in his throat when he saw that he had hit a person.
Laying on the ground before of him and dressed in what appeared to be a white sweater and a pair of white jeans, was a young man about Blaine's age.
Please be okay, please be okay. Blaine crouched down to check for a pulse.
There was a small pool of blood collecting under the young man's head, but Blaine could tell that he was still breathing. There was only one thing Blaine could do, and he prayed that the ambulance would get here in time.
Blaine stood outside of the hospital awkwardly as he contemplated whether he should go in. He had a bouquet of flowers with him but he felt uneasy.
Sebastian Smythe was the name of the young man whom Blaine had inadvertently ran over. Blaine couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief to know that Sebastian would be okay. He was even more surprised when he found out that no charges would be pressed and that there had been no demands made for compensation.
While Blaine had wanted to visit Sebastian, the hospital hadn't allowed any visitors for twenty-four hours. But with his stay at the animal shelter ended later than usual yesterday, it meant that Blaine wasn't able to come to the hospital until forty-eight hours later.
I should see him and apologize.
Blaine squared his shoulders and walked into the hospital. As he walked up the steps to the floor where Sebastian was staying, Blaine could hear the sounds of children's laughter echoing down the hallway. As he rounded the corner to get to Sebastian's room, the sight that greeted Blaine made his heart flutter.
There were children gathering around a chair. Blaine surmised that these were young patients currently staying at the hospital. In the center of their attention, was Sebastian, dressed in his street clothes. He was doing what Blaine perceived to be magic tricks, earning laughter and exclamations of awe from the children has he miraculously pulled out a coin and random tidbits and making them disappear again.
Sebastian turned his head and their eyes met. Blaine instantly felt as though an electric shock had ran through him.
Those were the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen. They were a shade of brilliant green that seemed to radiate and glow. And in spite of the terrible hospital lighting, the young man somehow managed to carry an ethereal air about him.
"Sebastian," a small child tug at Sebastian's sleeve. "Can you do that flying trick again, please?"
"I'd love to, but my friend's here." Sebastian gave Blaine a smile. It was the most beautiful thing Blaine had ever seen.
"Please?" The other children chimed in.
"Okay, but I really have to go after this." Sebastian ruffled the child's hair affectionately. "And remember what I said, don't try this, ever. Promise?"
"Promise!" The children answered in unison.
Sebastian gave them a grin and motioned for the children to step away from him to give him some space. Then, with his gaze still on Blaine, Sebastian leapt up lightly and landed softly on chair's back-rest, balancing himself precariously on the thin piece of metal with little effort.
There was an audible gasp and it took Blaine a few moments to realize that it came from him. With a smile that could be best described as mischievous, Sebastian stood up on the back of the chair without tipping it over, lifted one leg up and did an about face. Blaine could hear the children squealing in delight at the trick while Blaine watched incredulously at this inhuman feat. Finally, Sebastian jumped off the chair and landed gracefully beside it.
"That's all, folks." Sebastian gave the children a dramatic bow. "I have to go now. Be good."
"Will you come back to visit us?" One of the smallest children reached up to tug at Sebastian's coat.
"Sure. Just remember, even if you don't see me, I'm always here." Sebastian gave the child a hug and walked toward Blaine.
"Hello."
Blaine swore that Sebastian's eyes were even more breathtaking up close. Actually, not just the eyes, Sebastian himself was breathtaking. Now that Blaine could see him in full health, there was almost a glow about the young man: flawlessly pale skin with a straight nose, strong jaw, deep set eyes and sharp features. To be honest, Blaine wouldn't be surprised if he found a photo of Sebastian walking down one of those fashion runways in Paris.
"Hello, Blaine?"
"Oh, I'm sorry! Hi. Hello. Hey! " Smooth, Blaine. "Wait, how'd you know my name?"
"It's not hard to find out who brought me in here," Sebastian's the side of his mouth curving upward.
"I'm so sorry for-," Blaine lowered his eyes. "for- er, running you over."
"You didn't. I fell." Sebastian laughed softly, falling into step at his side and brushing his hand against Blaine's as he did so. The contact shot immediate sparks up Blaine's spine.
"I—What?" Blaine's eyes dropped to Sebastian's lips, feeling as if some force was pulling his gaze there without his will. "What do you mean?"
"I said, you didn't run me over." Sebastian tilted his head. "You saved me."
"I- saved you?" Blaine thought back, trying to recall what had happened that day. It had seemed like Sebastian had done just that, fallen from the sky, but that's what shock did to a person, wasn't it? It slowed events down and made the possible seem impossible. God knew that Blaine had woken many a night, with that sickening thud being the very noise that chased him into consciousness. But dreams were dreams, and reality was reality. Absently, he wondered if shock was doing the same to Sebastian.
"You are quite the conversationalist! I imagine you are something to be feared on the debate team." He nudged Blaine's shoulder to show that it was meant only as a tease, and his green eyes seem to linger on Blaine's following blush.
"Are you being discharged?" Blaine asked, wishing for the heat in his cheeks to die away. It seemed a bit strange that considering the extent of the injuries, Sebastian was already being discharged in so short a time.
"Actually, I was discharged this morning." Sebastian had his hands in his pockets. "I spent the rest of the day with the kids. They looked like they could use some company."
"You like kids?"
"Well, I'm not on any register, if that's what you implying."
"God, no no!" Blaine stammered. "I just meant that, you know, that's really sweet of you and- God, no I would never-"
"You are entirely too easy to kid, Blaine." Sebastian smiled at him fondly. "But yeah, I like kids. I just like all things good in this world." He glanced at the flowers in Blaine's hand. "For me?"
"Oh, yes!" Blaine shoved the bouquet forward and screamed obscenities at himself in his mind. Where was his usual confidence and control? Why did his entire stomach feel as if there was a butterfly orchestra inside?
"Thanks," Sebastian brought the flowers close to his face and breathed in the scent. "They smell good."
Blaine never thought it was possible for someone to look both innocent and sexy at the same time while smelling the roses. But Sebastian did. God, Sebastian could probably look sexy holding a bunch of carrots. And really? Phallic imagery, much, Blaine?
"Where are you going after this? Do you- do you need a ride?" Blaine looked towards the darkening sky but not before catching Sebastian's mouth curve into a downright lewd smile.
"I don't know, to be honest." Sebastian shrugged. "I just moved here, I'm still living out of the hotel. I'd hate to trouble you further, though."
"It's no trouble! At all! It doesn't even begin to make it up to you." Blaine couldn't help but feel a bit taken back. Doesn't he have any family? He did just get hit by a car a few days ago.
"I emancipated myself from my foster parents after I turned sixteen last month." Sebastian must've read his mind. "I have money and inheritance, and this seems to be the place to start over."
"Oh." Blaine wasn't sure what to say to that.
"My parents were originally from here." Sebastian added. "And, sure, I'd love you to give me a ride."
He had said it innocently enough, but Blaine felt his ears turn pink nonetheless. "Sure, of course."
Blaine bit at his lip as in silence they approached his car. "Actually, if you're not going anywhere, do you- I, ah-do you to want to grab dinner with me?" Was it bad manners to ask the guy that you had ran over out on a date. Not that it was a date date, of course. Blaine didn't even know he was gay. God, what if he was offended? Angry that Blaine not only ran him over but was now making a pass? And even if he was gay, he was so good looking! Why on Earth would he want to be seen in public with virgin who could barely drive?
Luckily, Sebastian must have a bad case of concussion because he cut through Blaine's babbling internal monologue with a simple sure and a ready grin.
Dinner was an interesting affair. For Blaine, it was also an interesting character study of Sebastian.
They ended up going to a local restaurant. It was a busy night, and the only seats available were at the bar counter. As they were seated, Sebastian reached over to grab a napkin, brushing his hand against Blaine's again in the process.
For the third time today, Blaine felt that electric shock running through his body. It would seem that he would feel every time they make physical contact. And with each time that they were in contact, the feeling became increasingly more intense.
Blaine shook his head in confusion. This was too strange. Everything was strange and he couldn't quite put his fingers on it.
You're being ridiculous. Stop ogling the guy. Blaine berated himself.
But Sebastian was absolutely fascinating. Otherworldly would be the best way to describe the boy sitting next to him. Everything about Sebastian said perfection: the perfectly coifed light brown hair, to the high well-structured nose, to the spellbinding green eyes that seemed to change shades at the time, and the long lashes that fanned out at the tip.
Even the way Sebastian carried himself was captivating. Blaine noted the delicate way Sebastian would handle his utensils, the slightly curious look he seemed to give at various moments, the way he would tilt his head at times while listening, and the strange way his entire being seemed to radiate under the harsh lighting of the restaurants.
People don't radiate. Blaine told himself, but Sebastian really looked like he was glowing. Blaine decided that it must be the white clothes that Sebastian wore.
They had rather interesting conversations as well. Blaine found that Sebastian had a love for classical music, many of which were also Blaine's favorites. They held intellectual discussions about different things during dinner, and Blaine found himself laughing on more than one occasions because of Sebastian's dry sense of humor. Somehow, Blaine felt strangely at home when he was around Sebastian, even though he had really officially met Sebastian today. Although, the bumper of his car had met him earlier.
"So, Blaine," Sebastian asked smoothly as he poured Blaine some more red wine. "Shall we order dessert, or do you want to get out of here?" He dropped his hand and his knuckles grazed against Blaine's.
Blaine stared at their touching skin, licking over his dry lips and feeling the wine flow through out his body, making him braver. "Let's get the bill."
Blaine wasn't sure how it happened, but they ended up back at his house. It had been another lonely summer for Blaine, where he stayed behind to attend summer tutoring while the rest of his family went on extended vacation. Perhaps it was the need for the company of someone close to his age that made him suggested that they went back to his house after dinner.
Or perhaps it was the strange attraction and fascination that Blaine felt toward Sebastian ever since the day they met that made him do it.
At the end, it didn't matter.
It seemed innocuous enough. Sebastian seemed like a trustworthy young man. Blaine didn't know why he thought so, but he just felt certain about this for some reasons. Something seemed to be telling him that not only did he not have to worry about Sebastian; he would be all right for as long as Sebastian was with him.
"Looks like Coop forgot to lock the liquor cabinet," Blaine raised his eyebrows in disbelief. "Actually, looks like someone's been drinking what he shouldn't be drinking."
Blaine crouched down and looked through the liquor supply.
"Sambuca, I didn't know we have Sambuca." Blaine filed that piece of information away for future reference. It wasn't like he was going to raid the liquor cabinet, but for Blaine, any information was good information. "I think I should find the keys and lock this up."
Blaine found the key relatively quickly and locked the cabinet. He stood up quickly; intending on getting drinks from the fridge except Blaine had no idea that Sebastian was right beside him, and promptly bumped his head against Sebastian's face.
"Oh crap! I'm so sorry!" That had actually hurt; Blaine could only imagine Sebastian must felt the same. "Are you okay?"
Blaine glanced up and saw Sebastian rubbing his lips. It was then he realized just how close they were standing to each other. Sebastian was so close that Blaine could feel his breath on his face. Those eyes were looking into his own; pupils blown so wide that all Blaine could see were two rings of green. An electricity seemed to buzz between their bodies, their too close bodies and Blaine couldn't have broken the moment if he had tried. All he knew was what he felt. Want. Need. Want. Need.
Blaine wasn't sure who made the first move, but the next thing he knew, they were kissing. The kisses were passionate, urgent, heated, and hungry. Their lips crashed together again and again, devouring and tasting each other.
It was as if Blaine had been pulled in by a force, a magnetic pull so strong that he just couldn't resist. The touches were hot and cold at once, a mix of fire and ice. Blaine couldn't find the right words to describe how he felt. it was nothing he had ever felt before. This was Sebastian, and there was just something about him that drew Blaine in like a moth to the proverbial flame.
They stumbled up the stairs and into Blaine's bedroom. Blaine felt his breath being knocked out of him as he fell onto the mattress. He looked up and saw Sebastian standing by the bed, his breathing fast and uneven like his own.
As if on cue, they started pulling off each other's clothes. Blaine heard the buttons of his shirt popped off as Sebastian pulled it off urgently. Blaine did the same with Sebastian, pulling his sweater up and over his head. Their lips crashed together again, not in an act to seek dominance but to seek contact, feeling and tasting each other. Blaine felt himself being lowered into the mattress, more gently this time as Sebastian continued to kiss him. Dimly in the back of his mind, Blaine wondered what made him decide to do what he was doing now. It wasn't like him to do this sort of things. In fact, he had never done this sort of things before.
All Blaine's coherent thoughts were cut off as he felt Sebastian's lips latching onto a sensitive spot on his shoulder, nibbling and tasting. Then he felt them travelling southward, licking and kissing a path down his body, stopping at one nipple to taste and suck gently before moving on. It was difficult for Blaine to keep silent. The sensation was overwhelming. That same strange feeling of molten lava and dry ice followed at Sebastian's every touch.
Blaine felt Sebastian stopping right above his jeans. There was a slight pause before he felt hands working to undo his pants. Blaine reached out to touch Sebastian's face as the latter pull off the remainder of his clothing. Blaine felt his breath caught as Sebastian leaned into the touch and turned to kiss his fingers. It was a beautiful and erotic sight.
Sebastian got off the bed briefly to remove the rest of his clothes before rejoining Blaine on the bed again. Blaine felt Sebastian settling between his legs and he spread them wider to accommodate Sebastian. Blaine almost arched up off the bed when he felt a wet heat taking him in.
"Oh, God!" Blaine gasped out. He never thought it would feel this good to have someone's mouth on him. Blaine stole a look at Sebastian and felt his face turning red as he saw emerald eyes gazing back at him. Sebastian pulled himself off Blaine briefly and licked a tentative path up the side of Blaine's cock, all the while maintaining eye contact with Blaine.
Holding his stare, Blaine had to resist the urge to thrust into Sebastian's mouth as Sebastian took him in again, sucking and licking at the slit before plunging down once more, alternating between a mix of suctions and light licks. Everything felt so good that all Blaine wanted to do was to close his eyes and feel everything. However, there was just something deliciously decadent about watching Sebastian do all those things with his mouth. Blaine hissed as teeth lightly grazed his skin but that was nothing compared to his sorrow as Sebastian pulled off with a lewd pop and smiled apologetically. For the first time since their lips had first touched, Sebastian seemed hesitant and unsure. It hit Blaine then that this was Sebastian's first time, too. He chose me. The thought tore a lust filled groan from Blaine and reassured Sebastian pecked at his tip, before engulfing him whole once more.
"Please, please, oh, God!" Blaine gasped as Sebastian's pace increased and a hand joined his mouth in getting him off. He knew that if Sebastian kept going at this rate, he would not last long.
"Sebastian, I—" Blaine couldn't even finish the sentence. The sensation was overwhelming. Blaine's head fell back against the pillow as he dug his fingers into the sheets beneath him. He felt Sebastian giving his cock a particularly well placed lick and the next thing he knew, he was coming into Sebastian's mouth.
"I.. I'm sorry about that." Immediately, Blaine felt awful.
"It's okay," Sebastian's voice sounded a bit raw and Blaine blushed in realization of why. "I don't mind."
Blaine leaned up and kissed Sebastian. It was strange tasting himself in Sebastian's mouth. The taste bitter and foreign, but knowing that it was coming from Sebastian's lips made a new wave of want swirl in his stomach.
But something was missing. Blaine felt as though he still needed more. He pulled Sebastian on top of him as they continued to kiss. He could feel Sebastian's erection against his leg, his pre-cum smearing a bit against his skin.
"May I?"
The implication was clear and Blaine fought the sense of self-consciousness and embarrassment that threatened to overwhelm him. In answer, Blaine turned to his night stand and grabbed a bottle of lube that he kept hidden in his drawer, reserved for those nights when he would surreptitiously bring himself off. He didn't have any supplies, because there was no way he could've predicted that he would ever need them.
Blaine moved back until his back was against the pillow and spread his legs. He saw Sebastian squirting an inordinate amount of lube onto his fingers before inching forward. Sebastian placed one hand on Blaine's thigh while the other reached downward, past his balls until the finger brushed against the rim of the hole.
Blaine held his breath as Sebastian's finger teased at the entrance gently, and then he pushed in the first finger. Blaine kept his breathing even as Sebastian move his finger in and out couple of times. Sebastian then he added a second finger and repeated the same motion. Blaine felt himself tensing up and had to fight hard to not recoil at the stretch when Sebastian added a third finger. Blaine willed himself to relax as he held Sebastian's gaze the whole time. It felt uncomfortable, but flicks of desire darted around beneath his skin all the same.
Blaine saw Sebastian pulled away briefly before leaning down to place a chaste kiss on Blaine's lips. It was a kiss of acknowledgment and of reassurance. Blaine wrapped his arms around Sebastian's shoulders and spread his legs wider to accommodate the other boy. Blaine could feel the blunt head of Sebastian's cock against his entrance and he braced himself as he felt the head breaching him.
It was hard not to wince at the intrusion. Blaine tightened his grip on Sebastian as he fought against his instinct to pull away from the pain. He felt Sebastian kissing his neck and shoulders tenderly as he pushed in at a painfully slow pace. When Sebastian was finally buried to the hilt, he stayed still. Blaine looked up and found Sebastian's eyes locked on his own.
And then Sebastian was moving. It was slow and tentative at first, as though Sebastian was also getting used to the sensation. The motion soon became faster, harder, and more certain, as Sebastian built up a rhythm and moved in and out of Blaine.
There was something erotic about keeping eye contact during such an intimate act. As the pain subsided, everything else became more pleasurable and sensual. The way the sweat would bead and gathered on Sebastian's forehead, the way his breath would hitch every time he moved, the way his muscles would flex and move as he strained to keep a steady pace; Blaine had never anything as beautiful in his life.
Blaine could tell that Sebastian was getting close when his pace became more sporadic. The green eyes that were locked on him seemed almost pitch black at this point. It made Blaine's heart quicken to know that it was him, that was having such an effect on Sebastian. Blaine saw Sebastian snapping his eyes shut suddenly as he went still above him, and then Blaine could feel it, a warm sensation that was filling him up as Sebastian came inside of him.
It took a few moments for either of them to catch their breath, and then Sebastian was pulling out as slowly. Blaine couldn't help but feel warmed by Sebastian's obvious effort to be gentle. It was during this time that Blaine became aware that he was hard again. He reached down and was about to finish off himself when Blaine felt Sebastian gently gripping his wrist.
"No," Sebastian said softly. "Let me."
Blaine nodded. He was expecting Sebastian to jerk him off when he found the taller boy straddling him. Sebastian had placed his hands on Blaine's shoulder in an effort to keep his balance. And then reached across for the lube that had been tossed away on the bed. Covering his fingers generously, he then reached behind him and Blaine gasped as he realized that Sebastian was fingering himself. Blaine's cock ached and he was desperate to come, but despite that there was no way he would have rushed this sight. There was no way he would have wished away the heavy panting of the boy above him as he added more fingers and his hand moved, faster, rougher than he had been with Blaine.
Sebastian's eyes blinked open and he stared down at Blaine, before reaching behind him for Blaine's cock and teasing it to his entrance. "You're so gorgeous," he whispered as the tip of Blaine's cock pushed past the ring of muscle and into the tight heat that was Sebastian's body.
If Blaine thought Sebastian's mouth was incredible, this was a hundred times better.
It was tempting to just thrust up and bury himself into that heat, but Blaine knew Sebastian was not there yet. Blaine could see the concentration on Sebastian's face as he slowly lower himself onto Blaine, his eyebrows knitted together and his jaw clenched tight. Blaine rubbed his hands on Sebastian's thighs in what he hoped to be a comforting gesture.
Finally, Sebastian bottomed out. He sat still for a moment and opened his eyes again.
Beautiful. He's so beautiful.
Sebastian placed his hands on Blaine's shoulder to gain some leverage before slowly raising himself up again, never breaking eye contact the entire time.
It was mesmerizing.
Blaine put his hands on Sebastian's hips and thrust up, earning a shuddered gasp from Sebastian in the process. He tried to establish a rhythm as Sebastian moved himself up and down, plunging up when Sebastian was moving down, meeting thrusts for thrusts as Blaine dug his fingers into Sebastian's hips.
Blaine leaned forward and pulled Sebastian's head down for a kiss. He needed more; Blaine needed to taste Sebastian, every part of him. Blaine kissed Sebastian's mouth, face, and neck. He licked a wet trail down Sebastian's throat, lapping up the trickles of sweat that ran down his body, sucking at the nipples while he was at it, tasting and consuming.
Blaine couldn't get enough of this. It was too much but yet not enough at the same time.
Using one arm to brace himself, Blaine wrapped his other around Sebastian's waist as he tried to push up harder. He buried his face into Sebastian's chest, licking and tasting every inch of skin that he could reach. Blaine could feel Sebastian putting his arms around his shoulder as the momentum picked up. They were both close.
Almost. They were almost there.
Blaine felt Sebastian convulsing around him as he climaxed. The sight of Sebastian throwing his head back in the midst of his orgasm was an image of innocence and eroticism, with sweat gleaming off his skin, his muscle taut, his eyes shut tight, and his lips parted slightly in a silent moan. The stunning image was all that it took for Blaine to come apart for the second time that night.
This time, Blaine could've sworn he had seen heaven, and as sleep reached out a hand to claim him he thought he heard soft words of thanks. Of love.
It was the sound of the neighbor's lawnmower that woke Blaine the next day. Blaine opened his eyes and shut them again immediately as the sunlight shone directly into his eyes. He groaned at the soreness he felt throughout his body and turned onto his side.
It took Blaine a few moments to register that he was in bed alone.
Hazel eyes shot open as he took in the sight of his bedroom. Everything seemed as they always were. But that was the problem. Things weren't as they always were. Many things changed last night. Many things changed because of someone by the name of Sebastian Smythe.
Blaine sat up and grimaced at the pain that reminded him of last night's activities. His state of undress further confirmed that whatever happened last night was certainly not a dream. Blaine pulled on his clothes slowly and carefully and ventured out of his bedroom.
"Sebastian?" Blaine called out. "Are you there?"
Perhaps Sebastian was somewhere else in the house and couldn't hear him; surely he wouldn't leave without saying goodbye. Blaine went from room to room, checking everywhere as he went from the top floor to the first floor. But with every place he checked, Blaine felt his hope dimmed a little more. Finally, Blaine came to the last spot he had yet to check in the house, the living room.
It was empty.
Save for one thing. There, in the middle of Blaine's small coffee table sat a familiar sight.
A small blue stone.
(TBC)
A/N: The prompt is "Blaine saved Sebastian's life and for some reasons they slept together. When Blaine woke up, Sebastian was gone". It was a vague prompt, so I took the idea and ran with it. I hope you guys enjoyed this.