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Sebastian stared stonily at the headmaster as the man passive aggressively re-read him the weekend leave of absence policies. He wasn't going to apologize for not signing out for the whole weekend. In his wildest dreams he hadn't thought he'd need to. He's a prick but he's never been presumptuous.

"I am of course willing to overlook this little incident after your stellar performance against William McKinley Secondary School last week."

There it was; the get out of jail free card. The sanctimonious little asshole in front of him was a big fan of winning athletic teams.

"You're excused Mr. Smythe."

Sebastian nodded towards the ugly, balding little man and walked out of his office. He winked at Headmaster Jenkin's secretary and smirked when the young man ducked his head in discomfort. There were some days he lived to pester the homophobic little creep. He wondered if Alan would be more comfortable around him if he knew that Sebastian had spent the weekend fucking the living breath out of the hottest girl anyone had ever seen.

Sebastian shook his head in an attempt to clear the images and sound bytes of his time with Rachel that were replaying in his head on a loop. If he kept revisiting the way Rachel screamed 'Fuck right there Seb' he wouldn't make it to class today.

"Mr. Smythe." His English teacher nodded at him as Sebastian passed him a note from the Headmaster excusing his tardiness.

Sebastian headed to his seat at the back and dropped into his chair beside Thad. Thad smirked over at him.

"Long weekend huh?"

Sebastian couldn't bite back his shit-eating grin.

"Not long enough."

Thad chuckled and glanced up at their teacher before continuing their conversation.

"So are we still going with 'gay'? Or have you finally redefined as Bi-sexual?" Thad asked curiously with a side of snark.

Sebastian eyed him for a moment while he thought over his self-revelations of the weekend.

"Who knows?" He asked, playing coy. "Blaine's gayer than me and he wanted her once. I don't think sexual preference matters much when it comes to a girl like Rachel." His gaze darkened briefly. "Not that you'll ever know. Think about it and I'll ruin your life."

Thad threw back his head and laughed, earning a disapproving cluck from Mr. Jackson. Thad muttered an insincere apology to the class before turning back to Sebastian.

"She's hot. Not really my type though."

Sebastian's eyebrows rose and he stared at his friend.

"But you said-"

"I talked a lot of shit so that you'd get out of your head and into the game." Thad told him with a shrug.

Sebastian wasn't sure if he was grateful or pissed off. His mind wandered back towards his weekend. A montage of several sweaty and naked scenes crossed his mind before he settled on grateful. Really fucking grateful.

"I might just owe you." Sebastian admitted begrudgingly.

Thad chuckled again.

"I think you owe me huge."

Sebastian just nodded because he'd just had possibly the best weekend of his life. He and Rachel planned on doing the same thing the next weekend as well. He wasn't sure what you gave for something like this. His soul perhaps? His first born?

His first born.

Weird.

He hadn't ever considered having children before. They hadn't fit in with the lifestyle he'd wanted. Gay or straight, he had never considered monogamy as a liable option before. He wasn't just considering it now though. He only wanted Rachel and he sure as hell didn't plan on sharing her.

Did kids fit in with that?

He couldn't picture her not having children at some point. She was far too talented and driven to settle down with a family in the near future, he knew that. But that didn't mean that once her dreams had been achieved that she wouldn't want a family. She'd be a killer mom. Her kids would get the most kick-ass and perfect lullabies.

But did he want kids?

Sebastian chewed on the end of his pen as he considered the whole thing.

He wanted everything with her. He wanted the sex and the fighting and the boring days. He wanted to be there when she succeeded and even more when she failed.

He could see himself standing there in black with her in a white dress. He could see himself spending days in bed pushing her body to blinding pleasure and letting her return the favour.

He pictured himself in a delivery room with a dishevelled Rachel and the picture didn't repulse him. He imagined the two of them changing diapers and losing sleep as little cries filled their home, spending weekends in parks and zoos with beautiful, talented little brown haired, green eyed children.

Well fuck him.

He wanted kids.

Was there anything about his life that she wasn't going to change?

"Hey, Asshole. Bell rang and you were too busy grinning like an idiot to notice." Thad's amused voice cut into his musings.

Sebastian looked up at his friend and frowned at the laughter in his eyes. He flipped him the bird before gathering his things and following him out of the classroom.

He was walking out of Warbler's practiced when he received a text from Blaine. The message told him to go to his room before watching the attached video. His curiosity was certainly piqued as he all but ran back to his dorm. He threw his things on the floor and locked his door, lying on his bed. He opened the video file and immediately understood why Blaine had told him to watch the video privately.

"Never knew how much I love you, never knew how much I care
When you put your arms around me, I get a fever that's so hard to bear"

His hand snaked into his boxers before she'd finished the first line. His eyes closed as her voice filled the room. He didn't need to watch to know just how fucking hot her performance was.

"Everybody's got the fever, that is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing, fever started long ago.
Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her, he said "Julie baby you're my flame"
Thou givest fever, when we kisseth, fever with thy flaming youth
Fever - I'm afire, fever yea I burn forsooth."

He knew where her mind was as she sang. They had been fooling around on her couch while his IPod played in the background. This song had come on just as things had heated up between the two of them. He'd had her on her hands and knees on the floor before the song had hit the first chorus. She had reached over and turned up the music as he'd entered her and they fucked to the song on repeat for half an hour. He hadn't come until she'd orgasmed four times and had collapsed underneath him. As he pumped into her for the last time his fingers had found her center and she screamed out her last release as he exploded inside of her. The two of them had passed out on the floor, covered in carpet burns and physically spent as Michael Buble crooned the words at them.

Now you've listened to my story, here's the point I have made:
Boys were born to give you fever, be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever - when you kiss them, fever if you live and learn

His fist pumped erratically as her voice filled his room. The knowledge that she had sung this song in a room full of people aroused him beyond belief. She'd affectively announced their relationship, both emotional and sexual, to a room full of people who might hate her for it.

Fever - till you sizzle, what a lovely way to burn.
What a lovely way to burn.
What a lovely way to burn.

He opened his eyes and saw the lust clouding her features and knew he was a goner. He came forcefully as she hit the last note.

He lay there for a moment before cleaning himself up. He laid back on his bed and shot off a quick 'Thank you' text to Blaine before calling his girl.

His dick was hard again and he was up for some phone sex.

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