Music Inspiration: Strut, Adam Lambert {I know, you might be tired. But honestly, his music is friggin awesome. These albums are AMAZING!} from the album, For Your Entertainment. Quality music to get me in the mood. {to write for us all, of course.}
Glee: Don't own the copyright to the original show, or Dalton, but I own my imagination. I own three albums of music. And no pirating allowed.
Dedication: To my Alice, love you gurl. And for those who love Dalton. Also thoughts of other adoring, loving, wanting Sebastian Smythe, fan fic friends. So many to share our adoration of our Glee and Dalton guyz.
~ Eye Candy ~
Refreshing our memory: Kurt and Sebastian are the financial backers for the Geelong Cats. Kurt throws a 'carnival' for the football team and the locals. Partly to lavish a gift on his Seb. Next year, 2014, lover's year, the AFL Grand Final, would be the September gift for Sebastian. The carnival was a mixture of Luna Park and the Royal Melbourne Show. Joe and Quinn were manning their Vet hospital. Seb watched on as Joe and his Vet colleague, Mim, operated on a puppy with dental decay. Seb had tried to be funny, but Mim doesn't see the humour.
~ X ~
We left them with Alice cracking up laughing and grabbing at Sebastian for support…..
And she's amazed at how great he feels. The jacket he had on, fitted him really, really well. In fact looking him all over, he was truly attractive. As he lifted her up from nearly falling over, she leaned into him some more, to breathe in his cologne, aftershave. She didn't care what the names were, he smelled wonderful, delightful. They could have been from a mix of room candles burning, washing powder or fabric softener.
Sebastian was all flustered. Embarrassed by Mims apparent attack on him. Thrown by her vulgar words. And now, suddenly aroused by the young trainee. Who he could see, was very, very cute. Very beautiful, and where her little tattoos were, had him admiring how brave she must be. A bird cage behind one ear, the door open and the bird on a branch behind the other ear. Very, very cute. Very, very mmmm…
He hadn't had his eyes on anyone since falling for Kurt. He kept himself in check, making sure that his desires were met. And only met by Kurt. He kept himself sufficiently busy, that no other guy would let his mind stray. But this Vet trainee, wasn't a guy!
The parking ticket had been expensive. But it had been significantly reduced from the original assumed cost. The parking inspector had lost his job from his over abundance of fines issued. That town had celebrated with a piñata of Ken Tenaka, a bon fire with an effigy of him and fireworks. The fireworks had an over supply of Catherine wheels, as a slap to his face for all the Catherine girls in the town, that he'd harassed. Miss Sweet Valley High entrant, Miss Unique Adams, had the joy of lighting all said Catherine wheels.
And Kurt had kept his promise and bought Sebastian the Reed Van Kamp painting of Shane Anderson. Sebastian and Kurt had it sent to Blaine, with a huge letter of apology for 'stealing his man'. Blaine texted his appreciation and acceptance. He also sent them a huge bouquet of flowers, to celebrate their 'engagement'. Of course the said bouquet of flowers was so big they nearly considered he'd bought a florist shop.
Blainey Bear had been rescued from the clutches of Kurt's niece. Kurt had Blaine's Mum make her a replica. Although, they would never discover that Kurt's niece had managed to swap the Blainey Bear's over, on her next visit. Poor Blainey Bear, didn't know who really loved him more. But he and she knew, he was the real live Blainey Bear.
As the months went by, Sebastian became comfortably acclimatized to their apartment in the Eureka building. He could even sit along the window ledge and enjoy the view, while enjoying hugs and hot chocolate with Kurt. He couldn't however, try the Edge experience for quite a while. He could look at it, he could watch others enjoy it. He could even start to handle the sound of it, but the thought of actually going in that glass box, was not something he'd want to try for a very long time.
When he'd eventually came out of his, yet again another fainting episode, he'd taken two looks of where he was and fainted once more. When he next awoke, it was some twenty minutes later in his own bed. He made sure Kurt paid the price of that practical joke. And Kurt made sure he'd been well and truly punished, and loved every bit of what Seb could dish out.
Sebastian's return to modelling was refreshing. He'd got to socialize with really beautiful looking people. He could enjoy the fabrics of so many different outfits. He especially enjoyed the bedroom photo shoots. Thousands of dollars worth of Peter Alexander night clothes and bed linen were sold in record time. And the peek-a-boo arse of one Sebastian Smythe was definitely to blame. Hanging on the wall of their leisure room, opposite the Jacuzzi, was Sebastian in all his glory. Nothing on but a smile and his birthday suit. Lying on a double bed, dark blue satin sheet underneath him, dark blue satin sheet over the backs of his legs. The sole of his right foot raised up, the calf and sole of his left one stretched out behind.
The top sheet was over the backs of his legs and covers a substantial amount of his adorable buttocks to get passed the censor's acceptance. But a great amount of eye-candy-Sebastian-Smythe-arse is visible. And that blended with his strong, naked back. He rests his head on one fist, smiling suggestively to the camera. An influx of ladies were admitted for delivering of many babies, nine months after the release of his nightwear campaign.
~ X ~
... He was, absolutely intoxicating. And it dawns on her, who and where she knew him from.
She'd fallen into the arms of Sebastian Smythe. She'd been lifted up by Sebastian Smythe. Sebastian Smythe was in the same room as her. She was in the same anything as Sebastian Smythe.
"You're Sebastian Smythe, aren't you?" she heard herself say. Quite calm, no gushing, just simple and matter of fact.
He'd heard many others ask him the same question, so many times before. And it took some getting used to, being a familiar face to others, being a celebrity.
"Yes. Yes, I am Sebastian Smythe." And he winked at her again. "How you doing?"
"Uh, yeah, that's a Joey line from 'Friends', isn't it?" she laughs. "Original. I'm good, I'm good. Thanks."
~ X ~
The rest of the carnival celebrations continue on. There's fireworks, that was seen from the distance of Brighton beach and the Eureka tower. Night time roller coasters, and glowing Cirque du Soleil performances.
In the morning there would be a big clean up of Kardinia Park and the city of Geelong. In the morning everyone would return to their respective lives.
Kurt would return to preparations for the Spring Racing Season, with emails to Isabelle Wright. Sebastian would return to his new found passion in publishing and treating Kurt to more lunchtime delights. Joe and Quinn would return to the States and preparations for charitable Vet clinics.
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