Title: I Knew You Were Trouble: Be a Good Boy and Beg For It
Rating: M for language and smut.
Pairing: Seblaine, Ex-Klaine; AnderCohen-Chang, Blam, & Blittany friendship.
Genre: Angst, Friendship to Romance
Warning: I feel like the title speaks for itself…if not; orgasm denial, & mild (?) bondage & toys (actually just one toy.)
A/N: Update! For all of you patient bbs I give you SEX! yayyy. Also I've taken from canon that Blaine smells like raspberries because it's ridiculously adorable! (I'll go back and change it in the other chapters when I can, not that it matters in this chap. I'm just saying.) This chapter is mainly Blaine-Centric, with a bit of Seb at the end, but I think that's okay Right?
Disclaimer: I don't own these boys or any canon story line. just all my filthy headcanons!
Blaine whimpered as his body sagged into the comfort of his mattress. His entire body ached, a result of sitting in the uncomfortable wooden chairs in the study room for far too long. He spent hours cramped in the stuffy room, cramming for his chemistry test and adding finishing touches on the first history project of the school year.
His body deflated with a sigh as he rested his head on the cool surface of the pillow he placed over his folded arms and let his eyes drift shut. He wasn't planning on moving for the rest of his life.
Even the sound of the door opening and shutting with a faint click didn't rouse any desire within him to shift even slightly to check who had entered the room. From the sound of the footsteps he knew exactly who it was, only opening his eyes slightly to watch as his friend dropped his gym bag to the ground with a thump and tore off his blazer. He's lips quirked into a soft smile as he followed Seb's movements with his eyes. Though he was clearly tired, he was graceful in the way he moved around Blaine's dorm with ever-present confidence, removing his shirt and tossing it before pulling his belt out of the loops and tossing that too.
Seb crawled from the end of the bed up towards the pillows and plopped down dramatically. He groaned deeply and flailed a bit before turning his head towards Blaine, bright green eyes meeting golden honey. Blaine could never deny that he had always been attracted to Sebastian. He was indisputably sexy—the very definition of it if Blaine were being wholly honest, but it was moments like this when Blaine was faced with the pleasant realization of just how adorable Sebastian could be.
"Why do you even bother putting your entire uniform back on after practice?" Blaine asked taking in the taller boy's appearance. His hair was still damp from the shower he had taken and he had stripped out of all but his white undershirt and his pants hung loosely around his slim hips. (Blaine's gaze lingered there for a long while before returning to Seb's own amused gaze.)
Sebastian shrugged wordlessly and Blaine knew he had some comment about not wanting to look unkempt and keeping up appearances that he couldn't be bothered to formulate into actual words.
"Taylor?" Seb asked looking over at his roommate's empty bed across the room as best as he could without actually lifting up his head.
"He left a couple of hours ago."
Seb's smirk turned into one filled with intent, causing Blaine to chuckle into his pillow—a deep blush spreading across his cheek.
There it was. The inevitable heat awakened from the knowledge that yes they were alone with a slim chance of being interrupted again. Neither boy acted on it, though. Sebastian turned on his back and stared up at the ceiling and Blaine shut his eyes and fought against the heat stirring in his gut, both ignoring the horny elephant in the room.
In the past three weeks, between Seb's lacrosse practice, glee, their school work load and the unfortunate amount of people they knew, it seemed the universe was determined to keep these boys from fornicating and Blaine didn't think either of them could handle the buildup only to be left with the worst case of blue balls, again.
Blaine couldn't really pinpoint when it became painfully clear that he wanted to have a friendship with Seb where they gave into their carnal desires every now and then. It was somewhere between the weekend they made up and almost getting caught in the senior commons. All he knew was he wanted it now. They weren't just going to stop being attracted to each other and the underlying sexual current the constantly buzzed between them was becoming hard to ignore.
He figured it was perfect. He wasn't ready for another relationship but he wanted sex. Sebastian didn't do relationships and had already made it clear that he was willing to make Blaine the exception to his "no repeats" rule. And they were friends; he actually liked spending time with Seb and that made it easy. It couldn't get any more uncomplicated than that and more importantly, it excited him. Thinking back he probably should have taken a closer look at his reasoning.
So it was established that they definitely both wanted it, problem was, any time they got swept up by their hormonal needs, someone or something was right there ready to ruin the moment like they'd developed a sixth sense for it.
There was one particular close call in the boy's locker room after gym when Blaine couldn't handle Seb teasing him anymore and pushed him up against the lockers with a kiss that had the other boy wondering whether Blaine was trying to take his tongue from him—like he wanted to keep it. Giving in, Seb flipped there position and dropped to his knees. He wasted none of their borrowed time getting his mouth around Blaine, but only achieved one torturous suck before they heard their coach walking into the locker rooms.
Just the memory of it made Blaine shudder in disdain as they laid next to one another in a tense silence.
"How was practice?" Blaine asked when the silence stretched to the point of uncomfortable.
Seb sighed heavily. "It was good. We have a lot of really good players this year." He paused and turned to face Blaine. "You'll come to the games right? If you want…I'll be good either way, I just think you'll want to witness my brilliance."
"My, what a big ego you have."
Seb snorted at this and quipped, "Yeah well the bigger it is, the easier it is to stroke so…" causing Blaine to scrunch his nose at his friend in mock disgust.
"Don't look at me like that B, you know you want to."
There was that heat again, spreading under Blaine's skin.
"Yeah, I do" he spoke softly.
Sebastian's eyes darkened, his words coming out ragged when his spoke. "Yeah?"
"I really do." Blaine lifted up onto his elbow and leaned over to whisper in Seb's ear. "I wouldn't want to miss a bunch hot sweaty guys being all aggressive with one another on a field."
Blaine had to hold back his laugh as a look of pure disbelief crossed Seb's face.
"Are you serious B?"
"Of course I am. If you want me to come to your game I'll be there."
Seb looked so miffed at this point; Blaine had to chew on his bottom lip not to laugh.
"You're such a fucking tease Anderson." Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest, pointedly looking anywhere but at Blaine.
Blaine took in Seb's set jaw and the way his arms were wrapped so tightly around each other that he could see every curve and cut of his biceps. He couldn't stop thinking about how strong they looked; he couldn't stop thinking about how it would feel to have him holding him down with those strong arms. No more teasing
He leaned over again only this time he sucked Seb's earlobe into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the flesh and relishing in the way Seb shivered beside him.
"Don't be like that Seb. You know I meant I wanted you." He brushed his fingers against the soft skin on the inside of Seb's upper arm and watched as goose bumps spread across his tan skin.
Their eyes met in a silent agreement, Blaine nodding slightly as Seb pressed him back into the mattress and kissed him. It was hot and full of intent from the start, like they didn't need to breathe anymore. Air was nothing compared to the taste and feel of Seb's mouth on his, the weight of his firm body on top of his grinding down steadily and the knowledge that this was going to happen.
"Lock the door, we should lock the door." He choked out against Seb's kiss bruised lips when he finally managed to rip his mouth away from him.
"Okay." But Seb's mouth was back on his, claiming and unrelenting; the unlocked door forgotten.
There was three weeks' worth of pent up frustration fueling this kiss. Blaine sucked on the Seb's tongue as he sensually thrust it back into Blaine's mouth, causing the older boy to moan deeply.
He cried out when Seb responded by pushing him further into the mattress, holding him down as his hips moved with defined purpose.
Seb entwined their fingers, pressing the full weight of his body down on Blaine as hips picked up force and speed.
Their gasps and pants mixed together like a favorite old song Blaine hadn't heard in years. He was dizzy with the pleasure that came from the way their bodies moved together, but it wasn't enough.
"More. I need more."
"Are you sure?" Seb stilled his hips, pressing himself against Blaine's body and shaking with frustration.
Blaine shuddered at the loss of friction, biting his bottom lip and nodding his affirmation.
Seb pulled back slowly, reaching his arms back to forcibly remove Blaine's legs from around his waist when it seemed the other boy was reluctant to let go. He chuckled to himself, but said nothing.
Blaine watched as Seb made quick work of his clothes, revealing his lean but muscular frame. Gorgeous.
Seb hands moved to Blaine's clothes next. He pulled Blaine up so that he could remove his white tank, and then pushed him back gently. He ran his hands down Blaine's torso, gripping his hips, digging his fingers into the waistband of both his sweat pants and briefs and pulled them down slowly.
Blaine's legs fell open, wide and devoid of any shame, as soon as his they were released from their fabric jail. He noticed Sebastian's hooded eyes darken even more at this, the green of his irises replaced with the darkness of his lust.
Seb grasped Blaine's hands and brought his wrists together above his head, leaning down to whisper in Blaine's ear as he locked Blaine's fingers around the bar of the headboard.
"Don't let go okay?"
Blaine nodded
A whisper, "Do you trust me?"
Blaine hesitated for a minute, but he nodded, eyes wide with interest. Seb was up to something, but he trusted him.
"Good. Don't move. Okay?" Seb hopped off the bed and padded across the room to retrieve something Blaine couldn't see from his position.
When Seb turned back to walk towards the bed, Blaine's mouth fell open. He was surprised at the twist of arousal in his gut and the way his dick twitched, smearing precome where it rested against his abdomen. Seb had his Dalton tie in his hand, and suddenly the idea of being tied down became Blaine's most desired fantasy.
Seb settled himself back between Blaine's legs, licking his bottom lip at Blaine spread out before him, holding onto the bar above his head like a lifeline. It was a devastatingly beautiful sight.
He tied a knot quickly, and pulled Blaine's hands to test his handiwork. When he was confident the knot was secure but wasn't hurting Blaine he scooted back down so he was face to face with him and held his dark gaze.
"If at any point you want me to stop, you need to tell me."
"Okay."
"Promise me."
"I promise."
"Just say stop, and I will. Okay, B? I mean it"
"I know, I will."
"Okay." Seb kissed him then. He poured every ounce of passion he had into it before pulling away and kissing down Blaine's body.
His lips brushed against Blaine's nipples, licking and nipping at them until they were both erect and then continuing his journey down. Above him, Blaine was already beginning to whimper. He tugged his hands softly, wanting to run his hands through Seb's hair, but at the same time the fact that he couldn't made him harder.
Seb kissed down, dipped his tongue into Blaine's navel, and lapped at the area around that was covered with the come leaking from the head of his cock.
He locked eyes with Blaine as he licked a strip from the base of Blaine's cock, right along the vain, to the tip, taking the head in his hot mouth and sucking.
Blaine's lungs practically collapsed as the air punched out of him. His eyes rolled back and he pulled harder against his restraints, his hips jerking as Seb took him in deeper until the head of his cock hit the back of his throat.
Seb clutched Blaine's ass, kneading the muscle in his hands, spreading his cheeks as he bobbed his head up and down at a steady pace. There was no rhythm to his movements, constantly switching it up the speed and depth of which he took Blaine in to keep him on his toes. His face was a mess with spit and bits of come but he didn't care. He worked harder, deeper, riveted by the act of pleasing Blaine, the way he was shaking underneath him, and the sounds he was making; playing him like his own personal symphony of moans and whimpers.
Blaine's moans where growing louder and he was losing control of his hips as Seb picked up speed steadily.
Gasping, "Seb. Shit Seb. I'm gonna—" he could feel his body tensing, the stirrings of a familiar heat building in his gut, "I'm gonna come, Seb."
Seb pulled off abruptly, wiping his face with the back of his hand. Blaine's body shook with the suddenness of it, arousal still thrumming through him. His dick felt cold, slick with spit, and aching from the phantom feeling of Seb's mouth on him.
Blaine's eyes were wide with shock; his bitten-bruised lips hanging open. "Wha-Why would you do that? Why would you pull off like that I was gonna c—"
"I don't want you to come yet. Not until I say."
"Wha-Seb."
The boy in question smirked, "Shh I'll get you there don't worry. You trust me right?"
Blaine fixed Seb with a scowl but nodded nonetheless.
Seb reached over into the drawer of the table next to Blaine's bed. He searched around until his hand closed around a half-empty bottle of lube.
Seb laid down between Blaine's legs so his face was in direct proximity of Blaine's slick dusty pink opening. He couldn't stop from thrusting into the mattress, his neglected cock aching to being in there, but he could be patient. He waited three weeks for this. He could wait a little bit longer. He was far from finished with this beautiful boy before him.
Blaine had his eyes shut, puffing out shaky breaths in attempt to calm his body down. He hadn't expected the slickness of Seb's lubed fingers at his entrance so his hip jolted upon contact and his eyes shot open, looking down at Seb between his legs. He was focused on Blaine's hole, licking his lips as he rubbed slick circles around the soft skin of Blaine's opening. He loved the way Seb looked at him, when they were like this.
Blaine's mouth fell open, in a silent ah as Seb's finger pushed past the first ring of muscle, thrusting until it was buried as far as it could go. He was caught between closing his eyes and giving himself over to the feeling of Seb's finger pumping and twisting inside him and watching how enraptured Seb was by what he was doing to Blaine.
His decision was made for him when Seb added another finger, his eye lids falling shut once more as Seb's fingers moved inside him, scissoring and stretching him open. Blaine couldn't stop the sounds from pouring out of his mouth and somewhere in the back of his mind, the very, very back, Blaine was aware that if the boys in the dorm next to his were still here for the weekend there was no doubt they could hear everything. He wasn't going to be able to look at them ever again.
When the slide became easier, Seb added a third finger only this time he couldn't help but slip his tongue in between his fingers and licking the skin wrapped tightly around his fingers. Blaine's moans flowed freely, a constant streams of swears interspersed with nonsense and Seb's name. Always Seb's name.
Seb crooked his fingers and pumped his figures roughly into Blaine's prostate rewarding himself with a high keening sound from the boy above him that made him thrust into the bed harder. Blaine was barely breathing now with the way he was moaning, his body arching and writhing uncontrollably, he was driving the younger teen crazy, and he hoped Blaine could handle it.
"Ah, just like that Seb, Just like -ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" Blaine's head shot up as Seb pulled away with a smirk. Blaine was struggling not to rip his hands out of their bind and throttle the green eyed boy looking entirely too pleased with himself. His body was visibly shaking
Wordlessly, Seb leaned over the edge of the bed, reaching under it for somethi—Blaine's eyes shot open wider than they already were.
"What are you doing Seb?"
Seb leaned back up with a shoe box in hand, and Blaine groaned, the flush on his body no longer just from arousal.
"Imagine my surprise, when I was snooping around your room one day, and found this." Seb teased, holding the box up and shaking it slightly.
Seb reached into the box and pulled out a condom, placed it aside, then pulled out a blue dildo and tossed the box onto the side table. He slicked the dildo up with lube and placed the bottle next to the condom, turning his attention back to Blaine.
"I don't know if I should be turned on by this or offended." Seb locked eyes with Blaine a devious smile on his face. When the other boy shut his eyes and swallowed thickly, he quickly dropped the toy and rushed to put the condom on, thinking he wouldn't have enough time later if he didn't. After, he leaned down, nosing at Blaine's soft cheek, and watched as Blaine's muscles contracted as he trailed the dildo down Blaine's torso, over his cock, past his balls and stopped at his entrance, rubbing the silicone toy at Blaine's hole.
Blaine's eyes rolled back as he arched into the touch.
"Is this what you've been using this whole time?" He whispered. " I've been willing to fuck you B, and this whole time you been using this instead. Makes me feel like you don't even want me."
Blaine shook his head frantically. "No I do, I just, I needed, something. I want you, I do."
"Are you sure?" Seb pushed the toy into Blaine, leaning back and grabbing the back of Blaine's knee with his free hand as he watched it disappear into Blaine's opening.
Blaine couldn't reply—he was too busy hissing at the burn. He'd only used the toy a couple of times, and though it wasn't that big, he still wasn't used to the stretch.
Blaine nodded for Seb to move and Seb started up a slow steady pace, his gaze trained on the way Blaine jerked his hips back to meet his thrusts.
It didn't take long for the tension to build up in Blaine's body; he was already so wound up. Seb moved the dildo in and out of him faster at just the right angle, causing Blaine to cry out. His head thrashed from side to side and his hips arched off the bed to jerk more forcefully on the dildo; all of his self-control shattered completely, leaving a debauched mess in its wake.
Seb reached down and grasped his own painfully neglected cock, jerking it a few times before forcing his hand off. He could come like this, watching Blaine fall apart so beautifully at his hands but he wanted to be inside him when he came. He reached for the lube, poured a generous amount on himself as best as he could with one hand.
Blaine, lost in the drag, pull and the fullness of dildo hadn't realized what was happening until Seb pulled the dildo out once again interrupting the precious build of another intense orgasm.
"nonono" Seb silenced his whines with a gentle kissed, then kissed away the tears building at the corner of Blaine's eye as he positioned himself at Blaine's entrance and paused.
"You gotta beg for it B."
"I'm gonna kill youI'm gonna kill youoh my fucking god,I'm going to kill you."
"Be a good boy, and Beg for it B." his voice dropped, "Or you get nothing." He pushed in slightly so Blaine's hole stretched around the thickness of his tip, causing the honey-eyed boy to gasp, but pulled away before the heat got to be too much and he gave in.
Blaine willfully held Seb's gaze, but he was crumbling. He'd long passed wanting to be fucked, to needing it.
He spoke through gritted teeth. "Please"
"Please what?"
Blaine growled. Seb was a fucking asshole and he hated him, only not really.
"Please. Fuck. Me."
A chuckle, "Nuh-uh babe, you gotta say it like you mean it." Seb reluctantly pulled further away so his cock wasn't even touching Blaine anymore.
Blaine needed it back. He needed it inside him. He wrapped his legs around him, using all his strength, he held him close and leaned up to whisper in Seb's ear; practically whining.
"Please Seb. Please fuck me. I want you. Only you. Fuck me."
Seb sighed with relief. He clearly didn't have as much control as he was letting on. Blaine noted the way his body trembled as he pushed in slowly, breathing heavily in his ear and the way his voice wavered, deep and husky, when he spoke.
"Such a good boy for me." He groaned.
When he was finally buried to the hilt, Blaine's inner walls clenched and spasmed around him, making it hard for Seb to breath.
Blaine half-sigh, half-sobbed with relief at the feel of Seb, finally, finally, filling him up.
Seb reached up and released Blaine's hands from the tie. Blaine's arms were sore from the strain, but he didn't care because Seb was inside him now and it was better than the toy, so, so much better—better than anything he could think of at the moment (not that he could think).
He wrapped his limbs around Seb's body and curled up to bury his face in the crook of his neck. His senses were overtaken by the boy in his arms. He inhaled the equally sensual and spicy scent of amber mixed with some kind fruit Blaine's brain was too frazzled to place and shivered. It was intoxicating, the scent of Seb, and the feel of him around him, inside him, thick and throbbing. He wasn't going to last much longer.
Seb rolled his hips tentatively at first, but then picked up pace, pushing into Blaine with force that had them both jolting up towards the headboard as it clacked against the wall. He was too close to the edge to think about finesse and technique. It was animalistic in the way they bit, and kissed, scratched and fucked.
Seb was in euphoria. The sound of his hips smacking harshly against Blaine's ass, the way he grunted into Blaine's ear and gripped him tightly, he was completely thrown by the tight pressure of Blaine wrapped around him, and the way he met him at every thrust.
Blaine dug his nails into Seb's back, throwing his head back as his climax built rapidly. He was so loud now, body shaking and eyes rolled back.
"Faster Seb. Fuck me faster."
Seb picked up his pace, dropping his head into the scoop of Blaine's neck and attaching his mouth there. He shifted, pulling one of Blaine's legs over his shoulder, the new angle sending Blaine into a frenzy of pleasure. Seb slid his arms up and under Blaine's body, gripping his shoulders and using them as leverage to fuck deeper into him, groaning loudly at the hot vacuum-like friction.
Blaine's body seized, his hips stilling, his vision whiting out, and his body vibrating as his orgasm crashed into him like a bomb. Wave after wave of heat coursed through him pulling a long deep moan out of him before he stilled completely. Distantly he could feel Seb stilling as well, but not really.
When he came to, Seb was wiping his body down with a damp cloth. His ministrations were gentle—caring. Blaine watched through heavy lidded eyes as Seb took care of him, then wiped hastily at his own body before he lay down next to Blaine and pulled him into an embrace.
"Welcome back." Seb said with a sated grin when he realized Blaine's eyes were open. "I was starting to worry, I'm not gonna lie."
"I passed out." Blaine mumbled
"Yeah." Seb chuckled and buried his nose in Blaine's curls.
"I came so hard. You didn't even touch my cock."
"I know"
"I'm so tired." Blaine's eyes fluttered closed.
Seb nodded. "It's okay B. Just sleep."
Blaine sighed and nodded lazily; letting Seb's warmth and the soothing motion of his hand rubbing his back lull him to sleep.
7:30 AM. Seb groaned as he shut the alarm off on his phone. It wasn't so much that he was that tired, they'd slept for most of the evening after…yeah, skipping dinner and all, he was just really sore, and hated mornings.
He shivered at the cold. It was so much warmer in Blaine's bed. He slugged back over towards it and gently laid himself down on his front, smothering his face into the covers. Maybe he could just sleep a little longer before practice, he thought, but he knew he couldn't. He had to shower and be down at the field by 8:30. Who even decided it was a good idea to have practice this early on a Saturday anyways?
Regrettably he slid off the bed, keeping physical contact with it until the last possible second, before standing erect and quietly making his way over to his things. He located his boxers and slid those on, trying hard not to stumble over. He gathered the rest of his clothes, put on his slacks and undershirt and then stuffed the rest in his duffle bag. Cursing under his breath as it caught a couple of times, Seb zipped his duffle bag like a thief in the night. He jumped when he heard a voice, rumble from under the covers.
He turned to look at the duvet covered lump that was Blaine. "What?"
"I said you don't have to be so quiet. I'm awake—habitual early riser. Remember?" Groggy with sleep, Blaine rolled onto his back and stretched his arms and legs, curving slightly and causing the covers to slip down his torso just below his hips.
Seb licked his lips at the uncovered expanse of soft tanned skin. There were little bruises on Blaine's sides and hips where he'd gripped him. Some he could tell were from his mouth, like the really large one on his neck. Blaine was going to kill him for that one. He saw Blaine flinch and hiss as he retracted his limbs and turned on his side, his hands cradling his head as he looked over at Seb.
He frowned, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
Blaine shook his head, with a soft smile. "I'm fine." He paused as he regarded Seb then grinned and sat up so his back leaned against the headboard, only wincing slightly at the soreness in his ass. That was going to linger. "So, do you have plans, or is this the moment you sneak out for the dreaded walk of shame."
Seb rolled his eyes. "This isn't a walk of shame."
"Are you sure? Should I call you a cab or something? Get you a bottle of water for the journey back?"
"This isn't the walk of shame. I have practice."
"Sure looks like it, though."
"Shut up." He threw a sock at Blaine, but the other boy caught it before it hit him.
"Make me." There was a knowing glint in Blaine's eyes; Sebastian didn't miss it, and then there was a moment where Sebastian considered skipping practice. He knew if he did, the coach would hunt him down though. He was the team's best player. If he walked in on this Seb would be running laps for the rest of his life.
"I don't think you could handle another round." Sebastian winked as he grabbed his duffle back and put his shoes on.
"Who said I was the one getting fucked?"
Caught off guard, Seb stumbled a bit. The bastard. "Fuck B, I have to go to practice. Stop." He stood up in time to see the other boy shrug.
"Suit yourself." Then Blaine kicked the covers off, grabbed his phone off the side table and started texting or whatever, it didn't matter because the boy was just sitting there exposing himself like it was nothing and knowingly driving Seb crazy. This was payback.
He could see Blaine's hand sliding down towards his morning erection and crossed the room in three large strides, grabbed Blaine's hand he pulled him up to his knees at the edge of the bed where he stood. Blaine dropped his phone with a smirk and wrapped his arms around Seb's neck, pulling him in for kiss.
Sebastian gave in, forcefully claiming his lips in a dirty kiss before pushing him back and strutting backwards wiping at his mouth.
"You're gonna pay for that later." He said his gaze locked on Blaine's.
"Counting on it." Blaine sang with a wink of his own.
"I fucking hate you."
Blaine laughed. "No you don't."
"No I don't."
Seb picked up his things again and headed towards the door.
"You're still coming over later right? Sam will be here."
He turned around to face Blaine again, but continued to pat at his person checking to make sure he had everything. "Video games and terribly greasy food?"
"Yup."
"I'll be here." He looked up and stared into his friends sleepy eyes. "So is this, like a thing now—Us fucking and hanging out—are we fuck buddies now?" Seb smiled, pleased at the visible heat spreading across Blaine's cheeks.
"Yeah, I guess so, though I prefer friends with benefits. You're always so crass."
Seb laughed as he opened the door. "See you later, Killer."
"Bye Seb."
Seb shut the door behind him and blindly started walking in the direction of the communal showers. He didn't see Eli in time to stop from running into him.
"Did you just come out of Blaine's room?"
"Well I don't know. Is that Blaine's room or isn't it?" Seb was running late. He didn't have much time to shower and be down at the field. He really didn't want to waste time with this guy.
"It is. Do you always have to be such a dick about everything? What were you even doing in there?"
Seb groaned in irritation and tried to side step him, but Eli quickly blocked his path.
His patience rapidly dwindling, "Can you fucking move? I have practice."
"Are you two fucking?"
"Is it any of your business if your dick and asshole aren't involved? Why do you even care? Actually, don't answer that. I don't care why you care. Now if you'll excuse me…"
"You guys are." Realization crossed Eli's face, but was quickly replaced with a sullen expression. "I tried to warn him, you're just going to hurt him." Eli confused Seb—the boy hardly even knew Blaine.
"Oh you warned him about me?" Seb crowded in on Eli. He could see Eli grimace and thought he probably smelled of Sex and Blaine. "Did you tell him about the time I fucked you too, and you spent the better part of the beginning of the summer trying to get me to fuck you again?" No reply. "Didn't think so." He stepped back and fixed Eli with a sneer. "All those times you called me and texted. Poor boy, you can't catch a hint, but let me spell it out for you. I don't like you. Didn't then, don't now. That's the difference between you and him. Blaine and I are friends who fuck. Get over it."
Eli said nothing. He pushed passed Seb with a huff and stormed off down the hall in the opposite direction.
Seb looked back at Blaine's door, but it remained shut. He turned away and made his way towards the showers. He didn't know if Blaine heard that or not, but the idea that he might have, made his stomach churn. What Eli said bothered him. He didn't need to be told he wasn't good for Blaine; Seb told Blaine that himself. He didn't need anyone reminding him of it because it wasn't going to change the fact that Seb wasn't going to let Blaine go. He was indelibly selfish and greedy for Blaine's friendship now that he had it.
Eli wasn't going to ruin it. No one was.
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