Well, here it is! I've been sitting on the rough draft of this particular jewel for...oh, probably a month now. My life has been getting more and more hectic lately, but thanks to the overwhelming reaction to "Handcuffs," I thought it was high time to bring you more of our favorite psychopath and sniper. Enjoy!

Red Marker

Jim sat on the end of the table, his legs crossed and a paper opened in his lap. The small man was tapping his foot up and down in time with a beat playing only in his head. "Sebastian, would you be a dear and bring me the red marker from my nightstand?"

"Get it yourself."

Jim's foot came to an abrupt halt as he peered over his paper at Sebastian. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me. I'm not your errand boy. You're perfectly capable of getting a marker yourself."

"My errand boy is exactly what you are. If you're looking to get paid or not get your face smashed in with a very blunt object, I suggest you go get it."

"Make me then. See if I care." Seb didn't even bother looking at Jim, continuing to eat his breakfast and not gracing him with even the slightest flicker of his eyes.

Jim stood and set his paper down very calmly. Turning, he approached Sebastian, grasping his neck very quickly and tightly. "Listen here you privileged little shit. I don't know what has gotten into you, but you had better wise up before I decide you're not worth the hassle of keeping around."

Seb gasped, pulling slightly at Jim's fingers, swiftly turning red. "Fine," he rasped. "Just let me- get it."

Jim was not often one to swear, in fact, he much preferred to stay calm and collected. It was the fact that Sebastian was being so disobedient that made him react so harshly. Brushing off his shirt, he sat back down on the table, picking up his paper. Seb trudged to Jim's room, a string of curses hissing from his mouth. He grabbed the marker and stalked back to the dining room where was back sitting on the table, tapping his foot again. Something inside Seb snapped, and before he knew it, he was drawing a smiley face on Jim's face...with the red Sharpie. The Sharpie had barely touched the smaller man's face when he was knocking it from Sebastian's hand. "Does this amuse you? You pedestrian little child!" Jim stood and grabbed Sebastian firmly by neck.

Seb threw the criminal's hands from him before the man could get a decent hold. "Yeah, you know what, it does."

Jim growled. "I have an appearance to keep up! Go play your games elsewhere if you're so bored. I have no use for an insolent little fool."

Seb rolled his eyes. "Look who's playing the insolent child, sir."

"Get out." Jim growled.

"No."

Jim threw a punch and hit Sebastian square in the jaw. "Get out of my flat."

Seb took it, slowly turning his head to look at the smaller man. He rolled his shoulders back and cracked his neck. "No."

Another growl issued from Jim's throat before pushing Sebastian against the wall, his forearm over the sniper's throat; Seb couldn't force his arm or hand between his throat and the crushing force against it this time. He turned red...then purple, gasping for air, forcing pleas of mercy out of his mouth. Jim let off just enough that Sebastian would not choke completely. "What has gotten in to you? Are you playing at something? Use your words, Sebastian, before I rob you of them completely."

"Pushing...the..limits...you...twisted...fucking...arsehole."

Jim grabbed a fist full of Sebastian's hair and tugged, shoving him down on his knees, still pressing his arm to the man's throat. "You want to push your limits?"

Seb gasped. "Yes."

A grin painted Jim's lips. "I'm an arsehole now, am I?" Jim tightened his grip on the blonde's hair. "Is that all I am? Hm?"

"No, sir," Seb whimpered. "You're a-brilliant-fucking twat," he spat, anger boiling up faster than he thought possible.

With that little comment, Jim slammed Sebastian's head back into the wall before throwing him to the side on the kitchen floor. Before the marksman could regain his ground Jim was atop him, pinning his arms behind his back. Seb bit back a moan of pain, the room spinning as Jim pinned him to the floor, his arms twisting at a painful angle. "Okay, you made your point," he growled.

"No. No I don't think I have." Jim held the blonde down and growled dangerously.

Seb glared back at him. "And what would your point be then, exactly?"

"If you think me incapable or a 'twat', perhaps it's time for you to leave." Jim's voice did not waver, despite the clenching in his chest.

"And what if I don't want to leave?" Seb's gaze softened slightly. "And I never said incapable," he added indignantly.

Jim stood. "What you want is hardly of concern to me." The chocolate eyed man grabbed the marker and the paper, walking into the bedroom silently. Seb scrambled to his feet, following the criminal; he must've had a death wish. "So that's it? You just threaten me and then leave me on the floor? Jesus, Jim, I was wrong. You're inconsiderate, that's what you are."

"I'm very considerate. Of myself. That's all that matters to me and if you think differently, you're wrong." Jim sat upon the bed and didn't look up, opening his paper once more.

"And you wonder why you're alone and unloved," Seb muttered under his breath, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

"There is no wonder to it."

"Oh, so just cold, unfeeling stone is what I'm the sex bitch to. Thanks for the heads up."

"You're a fool if you ever thought yourself any more than a hired man." Jim lied perfectly.

"Then I'm a fucking imbecile for ever agreeing to fuck your sorry arse."

"Then leave." Sebastian was starting to crack at something very deep. Jim held the paper up to hide his face.

"See, that's the thing. I'm a masochist; I like things that cause me pain. It's the only reason I've stayed around so long. Oh, I know you can't care about me or love me, and yeah, eventually I'll come to terms with that, but since being around you hurts, I just keep doing it." Jim was clearly ignoring him so Seb raised his voice slightly every few words until he was practically yelling the last part.

Jim slammed the paper to the table and stood. Something was different in his expression, something wild and untamed and damaged. The smaller man crossed the room and pushed Sebastian to the wall and himself to him. "You would stay with a man who doesn't care for you, doing a job that could kill you, just to cause yourself pain?"

"Yep, that about sums it up."

Leaning up, there was a moment of hesitation before Jim pressed his lips against Sebastian's. This time, unlike practically every time before it, the kiss was refined and slow, his hand moving up into Sebastian's hair, massaging and threading through rather than harshly tugging. Seb froze for a slight second before accepting the kiss, matching Jim's pace, letting the slow burn pour through him. He moaned against Jim's lips, his own hand lightly caressing Jim's cheek.

The stubble of a few days made for light scratching against Sebastian's chin and around his lips, the smaller man kissing him with a tenderness unfelt by any under the mastermind's grasp. Seb marveled at the tenderness and compassion there, his brain working to put things together until Jim deepened the kiss. Then he focused completely on it, hands cupping the criminal's face very gently, stroking both cheekbones. Jim's mouth continued to work against Sebastian's, claiming his lower lip gently. Fingers gently carded through Sebastian's hair as he brought the blonde closer.

"Yes," Seb whispered, mimicking the motions with his own hands, getting as close as he could to the smaller man, completely relaxed.

With great hesitation, the smaller man pulled away from the kiss, still carding his fingers through Sebastian's hair. "Will you take me to bed, please?" There was a vulnerability in Jim's eyes, a softness so buried in insanity that the mere fact of its existence was nearly unbelievable. Seb nodded, sweeping the man off his feet and lowering him to the bed, stripping himself completely before climbing onto the mattress. He kissed Jim again, the slow tangle of tongues a huge turn on, far greater than he'd anticipated. He slid his fingers underneath the rare V-neck t-shirt Jim was wearing and tugged it off, breaking the kiss to do so and then going right back to it.

"Thank you," the consulting criminal muttered in reply to the motions of his hired man. Wrapping his arms about Sebastian's neck, Jim leaned up, kissing back with a frightening amount off tenderness. Jim's own cock was growing stiff at the movements of the blonde above him, seeing him so exposed. One hand trailed down Sebastian's neck to his chest, fingers running over the deep scars that lay across it.

"Don't mention it." Seb shivered as Jim's fingers traced his long healed wounds, his own fingers lowering to Jim's fly, undoing the button and pulling the zip before tugging off the jeans and kissing the sizeable bulge in Jim's briefs. A soft noise of pleasure came from the smaller man as he twisted beneath Sebastian's fingers and lips. "Sebby~" came his soft call shortly after, attempting to tug the blonde back up. Seb followed the boss's pull until he was hovering over the man, eyes level with Jim's. "You called?"

Jim's lips twisted into a small grin as he pushed his lips against Sebastian's momentarily. A small nip and another kiss into it and Jim was pulling away, looking up to his employee. "Take me."

Seb grinned, feral and possessive as he tugged Jim's briefs off without even looking. "Lube or spit tonight?"

"Lube." Jim leaned up and kissed the sensitive spot just beneath Sebastian's ear.

Seb fumbled in the side table for a moment before finding the bottle, slicking up three fingers and inserting one slowly into Jim as he kissed the smaller man deeply. A soft moan built in Jim's throat as he returned the blonde's kiss. Both hands moved to the sniper's shoulders, holding on to him as he began prepping. Seb worked him open slowly, taking his time and stroking the inside of Jim before slipping in the second finger, gasping slightly as Jim caught his lower lip and started sucking on it.

Jim trailed his teeth over Seb's lower lip with a bit more care than usual, nipping and sucking it before kissing with an almost apologetic tenderness. The smaller man's hips moved very slightly with the blonde's ministrations, working himself on the two fingers that were now inside him. Seb chuckled softly before adding his third finger and curling them, Jim almost ready for his girth. He could feel his own arousal brushing his stomach as he kissed Jim's jaw, lips trailing just under the man's chin as he finally withdrew his digits and slicked himself up. "Ready?" he breathed.

"Ready." Jim confirmed, sprawled beneath the blonde with a small smile painting his lips. Lifting his hips in anticipation, the smaller man reached one hand down, trailing his fingers along his own length. Seb caught the hand gently, bringing both of Jim's hands up above the man's head and pinning them. He smirked at the chocolate eyed man before entering him, breaching him slowly, letting Jim adjust until he was completely sheathed in the criminal.

Jim gave a whine of desperation against his hands being pinned. "Se-Sebby!" A soft cry followed as he was entered, his body adjusting rather quickly to the blonde's erection.

Seb shuddered, biting back a groan. "I don't want you coming too soon," he murmured, pulling Jim up and placing the criminal's hands at the back of his neck, holding the man close as he began to grind their hips together. At the release of his hands, Jim stroked the back of Sebastian's neck, playing with the short hairs he found there. The criminal pressed back against the taller man's hips, moaning softly before leaning up in order to kiss along the blonde's jaw.

Purring contentedly, Seb ground his hips in circles against Jim, relishing the soft moans and whimpers he drew from the man. "Yes," he whispered into Jim's ear as the criminal kissed and licked his jaw. The blonde pushing up into the small bundle of nerves shot pleasure all through Jim's body, causing a loud moan of ecstasy. "Colonel, yes!" Breathy soft moans followed as the smaller man kissed and nipped at his neck, moving down to his shoulder.

Seb did it again, grinding against Jim's prostate, leaning into the criminal's lips, laying them both down on the bed once more but still holding him, his movements speeding up slightly. Jim's nails dug slightly into the taller man's back as another moan pushed forth, gasping Sebastian's name as he buried his face in the sniper's shoulder. "Colonel...more...please." Begging, Jim was honestly begging for more as his cock leaked pre-cum.

Seb relished the words, obliging by increasing his speed and pressure, ramming a bit harder into Jim but not enough to make him climax yet, Jim's pet name for him driving him to distraction. Jim worked himself against the blonde encouragingly, moving in time with him. "C-Colonel!" His desperate pleas fell into mews and moans of pleasure, gripping on tightly to the marksman. "Yes~"

"You like that, huh? You like me inside you? You like me fucking you slowly, sir?" Seb asked, panting now that Jim was moving harder against him. Jim's mouth moved close to Sebastian's ear, whimpering a soft 'yes'. Slender hips moved eagerly against Sebastian's, taking him in with hunger and need.

Seb was starting to lose control, Jim's wanton cries pulling him closer to climax, moving him to finally, finally take the dark-haired man in one hand and working him up with long, light, teasing strokes.

"Sebby!" A sharp cry was pulled from the smaller man as the blonde began stroking him. It was complete sensory overload for Jim as he clawed at Sebastian's neck, his breaths coming in short gasps and groans.

"Yes, boss?" Seb panted, going faster with everything now, desperate to come but determined that he wouldn't be first, Jim's fingernails sharp against his skin, making him hiss with pleasure.

"I...I'm..." Jim hardly managed that much, his climax building and spilling over before he could finish his sentence. A low moan pushing forth from him as he pushed himself onto Sebastian fully.

Seb let go, thrusting hard and fast into Jim until he came, crying out Jim's name, body shuddering erratically. Jim didn't let go of Sebastian's neck, pushing on to him as he rode out his climax. Soft mews of pleasure filled the air, the criminal's face buried in Sebastian's shoulder. Seb finally collapsed onto the smaller man, panting hard, lips finding Jim's neck and kissing the salty skin. The criminal mastermind wrapped his legs and arms around Sebastian completely, keeping him inside as he nuzzled the blonde slightly.

"That...was...fucking...amazing" Seb finally gasped, cock still twitching slightly in Jim's tight heat, holding the chocolate eyed man tightly in his arms.

Jim didn't trust his own voice yet, nodding his agreement as his arms kept a tight hold on the blonde as if he might slip away. Seb slowly kissed the part of Jim's neck he could reach, tongue trailing languidly, licking up the salt and sweat. Another soft moan rolled off Jim's tongue as he refused to detangle himself from the taller man. "Brilliant."

Seb tucked the compliment away, knowing he'd need it for the next bad day he'd have, sucking a gentle bruise onto the now licked-clean skin.

A look of delight washed over the smaller man's features as he slowly began to breathe properly again. Soon he was kissing Sebastian's neck in return before pushing at his jaw until he got the blonde's lips. Seb melted into Jim's kisses, tongues trading in and out of each other's mouths as they lay there. Jim couldn't bring himself to unravel from the blonde. The two of them, locked in each other's arms continued to lazily kiss.

Seb hadn't had a proper snog since he could remember, kissing with a little more purpose after a few moments as he started to untangle his arms. Reluctantly, the smaller man pulled away, a rather lazy smirk on his lips as chocolate eyes gazed up at the blonde. Reaching up, Jim carded his fingers through Sebastian's hair.

"Penny for your thought, Boss," Seb purred as his eyes fluttered closed.

Jim grunted a noncommittal response and kissed Sebastian's jaw lightly before untangling himself and yawning softly. Seb whined as Jim's fingers left his hair. "Come on," he groaned, sliding out of the man and grabbing the towel from the side table, gently cleaning them off.

Jim smiled lazily at the blonde again. "Thanks," he murmured.

"You're welcome," Seb replied, laying out next to Jim. "I really do want to know what you're thinking...Jim." He almost never said the man's name unless he was climaxing, and he didn't know how the criminal would take it.

Jim stared at the blonde questioningly before pushing his hand through his own hair. The smaller man climbed under the covers and curled up slightly. "I was just thinking that I..." Jim considered lying again to the sniper. "I appreciate your services." Jim said it in a way that obviously expressed it would not be said again for a long time.

Seb's lip twitched as he rolled his eyes, sliding under the covers, stroking Jim's leg with his toes. "That's it? You 'appreciate my services?' You know, I don't have to sleep with you," he teased. "I think that's just an added bonus, a perk of the job..." he trailed off as Jim's face started to darken again.

The contact and the softness of Sebastian's voice seemed to reinstate the good mood. "Don't push your luck." Jim teased lightly as he reached over, looping an arm around the blonde's waist. Seb nodded, letting Jim pull him close, noses just touching. "You're stupidly fucking handsome, Boss. I love it when you wear your suits. It's almost impossible for me not to rip them off you and ravish you wherever we are."

Jim smirked a tad, the surprise at the sudden affection not showing. "You're not hard on the eyes either, Colonel Moran."

Seb raised an eyebrow. "Like your men ripped and rugged, huh?" he teased.

"Ripped and scruffy and dangerous." Jim grinned and kissed the blonde's nose in an uncharacteristic show of affection. That made Seb grin his special, predator grin, usually reserved for the condemned. "Scruffy?"

"Scruffy." Jim repeated nonchalantly.

"Well then," Seb growled, winking at Jim. "'Scruffy' here wants you bad. Real bad."

Jim grinned slightly. "How exactly does Scruffy want me?"

"Scruffy wants you to make him beg for you, wants you to take him any way you like."

"Is that right?" Jim grinned at the use of the third-person.

"Ohhh, yes it is."

"Well let's see what we can do about that." Jim grinned and grabbed Sebastian by the neck and the shoulder, pushing him back against the bed. Seb felt his stomach heat, smirking up at the criminal pinning him. "How does sir want his meat this evening?" he teased.

Sebastian's words caused a grin to paint his lips. With a wandering hand down his neck and chest Jim purred one word in response, "Raw."

Seb shivered, the man's voice like a shock to his system. "Ooooh, naughty boss."

"I am the king of naughty, Colonel." Jim leaned in and nipped the blonde's neck. Seb tilted his head to give Jim more to work with, closing his eyes and purring contentedly Grinning, chocolate eyes fell shut as he kissed the blonde's neck. A few nips and sucks and Jim had effectively marked Sebastian as his.

Seb twisted and hummed, growling softly as Jim marked him. "Fuck yes, boss."

Rolling his hips against Sebastian's, Jim trailed his lips down the blonde's neck to his mouth moving along the collarbone. "You like that Sebastian? You like people knowing you're mine?"

"Yes," the sniper breathed. "I fucking love it, Boss. I love knowing I'm yours."

"Good." Jim moved his hand down the sniper's chest between them, nails tracking down his stomach. Seb hissed, the nails leaving white trails down his skin. "D'you sharpen those?"

"Only for you, my masochistic little pet." Jim's hot mouth moved down the blonde's chest and stomach. Seb's hands fisted in the sheets, Jim's tongue making him hard within seconds. The smaller man's hands pushed up the blonde's chest as he moved down, his nails gliding along his waist.

"More," Seb breathed, hips bucking against Jim as he felt his cock brush the criminal's Adam's apple.

"More what?" Jim purred as he nipped Sebastian's hip, sucking the protruding bone.

"More everything. Harder, stronger, faster-"

Another bite, and he lowered his head, Jim's tongue sliding along the blonde's stiff cock from base to tip. Seb whined, hips bucking up. Swirling his tongue around the blonde's tip, Jim lowered his head taking Sebastian in and humming softly. At the same time, the smaller man clawed his way down the sniper's waist again. Seb buck up suddenly, accidentally forcing himself down Jim's throat as the nails left thin red lines, a few weeping blood. "S-sorry, Boss"

The mastermind did his best not to do the undignified choke that threatened to make things very difficult. Instead he withdrew completely and pushed Sebastian's hips down into the bed with a growl. Seb froze, the look in Jim's eyes dangerous, He nodded, letting the chocolate eyed man hold him still.

Leaning down, the smaller man trailed his tongue along Sebastian again. Seb shivered but held still, desperate for more but he had just nearly choked the man. Jim kept eye contact with the blonde, trailing his tongue teasingly around Sebastian's tip tantalizingly slow. Seb forced his eyes open, growing even harder as he stared into the black, bottomless eyes of the aroused criminal

"I want to hear what you want, Sebby." Jim growled as he slipped his mouth around him again, his hands holding Sebastian's hips down firmly. Seb had to force his mouth to work. "Y-you, sucking me, f-f-fingering me and f-fucking me i-into oblivion," he whimpered, barely able to speak.

Jim hummed as he sucked Sebastian, one hand carefully moving to grasp the blonde by the hilt. Seb fought to keep still, his entire body shaking with the effort. "P-p-please..."

Jim's hand worked the blonde only briefly before pulling off, he trailed his tongue along the underside of the sniper's thick cock. Jim wet his fingers, sucking them before sliding one into Sebastian, taking him into his mouth again at the same time.

"Jim!" Seb twisted, forgetting himself as the man worked him open and sucked him off, realizing how many different ways his words could be interpreted. "Oh fucking hell..."

Sebastian's words went straight to Jim's already hard cock. The smaller man pushed his finger in further before adding a second, working him open. Seb shut his eyes, twisting his head as he bit back a moan. It hurt but not too much although Jim was suddenly being rougher than usual and that was saying something. Pulling up, Jim's tongue trailed along the sniper's tip. Scissoring his fingers, the smaller man grinned up at the moaning blonde.

"Fuck," the sniper moaned, trying to push himself down on Jim's fingers.

Trailing his tongue along the bottom of the man's throbbing erection, Jim inserted a third finger. "Louder."

"F-Fuck!" Seb growled, low in his chest but definitely louder. Jim grinned and thrust his fingers in and out, his tongue working the writhing mess beneath him.

Seb did everything he could to fuck himself on those tricky fingers, positively crying with desperation when Jim pulled them out. Jim wrapped his hand around the base of Sebastian's cock, forming a tight ring around it as he slid up the blonde's body, pushing his legs up.

Seb whined; he hadn't even realized he was close until Jim was forcing him back from the edge and it hurt. The criminal was hooking Seb's legs over the dark haired man's shoulders, his look hungry. Jim smiled and spat on his hand, slicking himself up before guiding himself into the taller man. With a thrust of his hips, Jim was entering Sebastian, his lips attaching to the sniper's neck.

"Jim!" Seb's back arched as the man entered him fast, breaching and forcing in without warning, sharp teeth in his neck; the shock soon gave way to pleasure, deep seated desire hidden in the pain.

Jim's mouth trailed up Sebastian's neck and to his lips, claiming them as his own. A buck of his hips and he was pushed deep into Sebastian, moaning in his throat. Seb kissed back eagerly, tongue tangling with Jim's as he moaned, letting the chocolate eyed criminal swallow his sounds as he thrust in deeper, hands framing Jim's face as he tried to gain control.

Jim began thrusting, circling his hips slightly as he did. The writhing blonde beneath him was more than enough to make his gut swirl with warmth. The smaller man's tongue invaded Seb's mouth in a frenzy of lust and need. It was exquisite torture, Jim invading his arse and his mouth, taking him from both ends. Every nerve in Seb's body was on fire as he tightened his grip with his knees, trying to pull Jim even closer.

Jim let go of Sebastian's cock enough to give it long slow strokes finally, his eyes falling shut. Pushing into him again, Jim found the small bundle of nerves with a second circle of his hips. Seb screamed, every muscle and joint in his body tightening. "FUCK!"

"Colonel, yes!" Sebastian's body felt positively divine. Jim thrust out then pushed back in to the same spot.

"Fucking bloody hell!" Seb yanked Jim up by the shoulders, knees threatening to bruise the man between (or under) his legs as he moved his hips against Jim's. Jim growled and bit but went with the tug, pushing into the blonde with a moan. "I'm going to..."

Seb whimpered. "Not yet...please..."

Jim sighed, reaching down to keep himself from spilling inside of Sebastian. Seb let the man still, realizing how tightly he was gripping with his knees. He relaxed them. "Sorry," he murmured, trying to get his breath back. "I need you, Jim."

"Of course you need me." The smaller man breathed heavily with a wicked grin. Pushing in again, he rocked a bit more slowly.

"Ooooooooh, fuck me, Jim. Fuck me until I can't remember my name!"

"I think I want to take my time, Sebby." Jim grinned and pushed in and out in slow thrusts. Seb whined. "Boooooooossss," he keened.

Pushing in slowly, he circled his hips again. "Yes, Colonel?" Jim purred.

"OhfuckingjesusDON'TSTOP!"

"I won't...Oh. I won't." Jim shoved into him harder, biting down hard on Sebastian's neck.

"Jim! Oh Jim! You're perfect," Seb cried, arching into him.

Trailing his fingers along Sebastian, Jim grinned into the flesh he'd just drawn blood from. Soon Jim's tongue was lavishing the iron laced liquid from his neck.

"Drink me...yes, I want my blood inside you..."

The swelling heat in Jim's gut was making it near impossible to hang on. He continued his long slow thrusts though in an attempt to make it last.

The words slipped from Seb's mouth before he could stop them even though he was too caught up in the act to realize exactly what they were. "I love you, Boss!"

Jim bit harder before pushing his lips against Sebastian's in an attempt to shut the blonde up. At the same time, he shoved hard inside, moaning in his throat. Seb arched, thrusting his hips hard to meet Jim's, snapping them until he knew he'd have bruises. Jim made a few more thrusts deep and hard, his hips bucking against Seb's just as hard.

"I can't-hold on-"

"Come for me. Right now. Screaming my name."

"Yes sir." One more thrust and Seb came hard, clenching around Jim's cock. screaming "JIM!" as if it could be heard across London.

Jim moaned loudly, pushing deep into Sebastian as he came. The smaller man took a hold of the sniper's shoulders and pushed him down as he thrust deep inside. Seb whimpered, keening Jim's name as the man pounded his hole, squeaking with each thrust Jim finally collapsed on the blonde, breathing out with a soft moan. Seb couldn't breathe properly, trying to recover from the intensity of the end. "Fuck-" he exhaled, kissing the top of Jim's head. Jim grunted in agreement before giving the blonde a short slap across head. It was nothing terribly angry or strong, just a way of saying 'idiot'.

"What?"

"Love? Really? Don't be so obvious, Sebby."

"Well, sorry, fucktard. It just slipped out."

"Much better." Jim leaned up and kissed him once more before biting his lower lip. "Don't call me names, Sebastian."

"Why not? I like calling you names. As of now, I'm the only person to tell you to 'shut the fuck up' and not take a bullet to the temple for it." Seb smirked, nipping the criminal's nose.

"If you want to keep it that way, you ought to behave when I tell you to behave."

Seb rolled his eyes. "I suppose...you know you were acting weird before, right? You've never been that, I dunno, dare I say tender? before."

"Do us both a favor and don't get mushy over it." Jim paused before leaning up, capturing Sebastian's lips in a softer kiss again. Seb moaned softly, kissing back and gently sucking on Jim's lip. "I don't get mushy, I'm just curious. You're fascinating."

The consulting criminal pulled away slightly and smiled. His sing-song voice returned. "Of course I am. You just brought out...something."

"Something?" Seb raised an eyebrow, smirking very smugly. "Well, I should bring out 'something' more often. 'Something' is fun."

"Something is going to be nothing if you aren't careful."

The sniper groaned. "You are ridiculous!"

"That's why you love me." Jim teased. Seb growled softly. "What if it were true? What would you do? Not saying it is, but I'm curious."

There was a pause as the smaller man thought about it. "I suppose I would use it to my advantage, as with anything else." Jim was partially lying, something about the prospect made his chest constrict slightly, his face flushing so lightly that Seb would have had to feel it to know it was there.

"Huh, don't think I'd mind..."

Jim silently wondered if it was true, instead of asking, he closed his eyes and laid his head on the blonde's shoulder.

Seb could feel the heat in Jim's face through his shoulder. "You're flushing? That has to be the palest flush ever, Boss."

"I just got done shagging your ass. Of course I'm flush. Don't be obvious."

Seb chuckled. "I do actually love you, Boss. Since you yanked me from the gutter." He said the words almost carelessly, as if he were throwing them away.

Jim hummed in thought over this admission. He had suspected it, of course. It was interesting finally hearing them though. Doing his best, he tried to remain calm, despite the fact that he was feeling slightly more flush. "I see."

"Okay, that's not the post shag in your face, you're growing warmer by the second, you liar."

"Perhaps we should play some love games then, Sebby. I'll dress you up in white and wear a tux and get married. How does that sound? You be mummy and I'll be dad." Jim grinned, pretending that it was nothing, ignoring the comment, ignoring the way his body betrayed him.

"You're fucking twisted. I'd be daddy, for a start. I'm taller and more muscular and I can carry your sorry arse anywhere." Seb's eyes gleamed with laughter as he watched Jim's face.

"I think not. I have zero maternal instincts, Sebby. You'd have to be mummy. You'd just have to."

Seb looked at Jim's face. "Are you serious?" He could never tell with the man, not that he expected an honest answer either. "I'll be mummy if you tell me the truth. Do you love me back?"

"Oh yes, Sebby. I love you. I love you more than sun and sky and earth and sea." Jim grinned a bit. The smaller man hardly knew what he felt, if anything at all and that felt rather - disheartening?

"If you don't, you can just say so. I won't be offended; I'll still even shag you senseless when you want."

"Damn right you will." The Irish sounded strong in his statement and the chuckle that followed. "I don't rightly know."

"God, you're accent is fucking sexy, Boss," Seb purred, rubbing his back absently

"I know," Jim said with a grin.

"Well, let me know if you figure it out. Don't expect me to go all sentimental on you, but if you want me to, I could probably find it in myself to care."

"Don't hold your breath, Sebby." Jim breathed out a yawn and wrapped his arms around Sebastian.

"That's the psychopath I know and love," Seb teased, wrapping Jim in a blanket before covering his own legs, shivering slightly; Jim always kept the flat like an icebox

"The cold-blooded killer I might just have a place for in my ice pop of a heart." Jim teased in return and placed a small kiss on his jaw. Sebastian purred with pleasure. "Your cold-blooded tiger, don't forget that part."

"My cold-blooded Colonel. Mine." Jim growled with a small grin.

"All yours. Marked with your initials." Seb placed Jim's hand on the scars on his chest, the faint "JM"

Jim's smirk grew as his fingers traced over the initials fondly. "I'll skin anyone who tries to take you away from me."

"I'll help!"

"Of course you will."

"I'd want to share their blood with you and then have you make me yours all over again."

Jim smiled and kissed Sebastian's jaw again. "I would enjoy claiming you. Every inch of you."

"I expect nothing less from the man who rules the world."