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BPOV

I hop out of the car, helping Sebastian pull the suitcases out of the trunk. Mom appears behind us, hugging us both tightly. "I love you boys," she says, kissing each of our cheeks. "Be safe, and have fun."

Sebastian smiles. "We love you too. We will." Taking his hand, we head into the airport, navigating through security and finally ending up side by side on the plane. "I don't believe it," he says softly. "We're going to New York. Really going there."

I pull him close. "Believe it. We're going to have the best time."

He kisses my cheek softly. "I know. As long as I'm with you." He snuggles in closer, settling in.

As we start to take off, I feel Sebastian grow tense. A small noise escapes him, and I look over. "Are you alright?" He considers it for a moment before shaking his head. "What's wrong?"

He smiles sheepishly. "I, um…I forgot before, but…I never liked flying."

I chuckle, raising the armrest that separates us so that I can pull him against me. "Well you've never had such good company, have you?"

He laughs, relaxing a little. "No, I guess not."

I kiss his forehead gently. "We'll be just fine, you'll see. I'm not going anywhere. Just relax. Take a nap or something. You were complaining this morning about how tired you were."

"Alright, alright. I'll try." Nestled securely against my side, he slowly falls asleep.

Until, that is, we hit turbulence. Sebastian wakes, startled by the sharp movement, and I hear him whimper. "Shh, it's okay," I murmur in his ear. "Just a rough patch." He nods, but he's still shaken by it. "Pity you're not old enough to drink."

He raises an eyebrow at me. "Excuse me?"

"You could probably use a drink right about now."

A nervous chuckle escapes him, but it does nothing to loosen his death grip on my arm. I know I need to help him relax, and there's only a limited number of ways to do that. Deciding it's worth a shot, I lean in and softly press my lips against his neck, feeling his breath hitch a little. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to help."

I continue pressing light kisses along his neck and shoulder, watching his eyes flutter closed and his grip relax as he focuses on the sensation. The next time the cabin shakes, I don't think he even notices. He makes a soft sort of purring sound, completely relaxing against me. "Cheater," he murmurs.

I laugh. "What'd I do?"

"You knew that would work, didn't you?"

"Of course I knew it would work. The alternative was drugging you, and I thought you'd enjoy this more."

He laughs, smacking me lightly. "How thoughtful."

"I think the turbulence is over," I chuckle.

"I don't care. Keep going."

I laugh, nipping his pulse point gently. "As you wish, your majesty." He whines softly, and I have to remind myself that what I want to do to him is generally frowned upon on airplanes. "You know," I murmur between kisses, "I really wish I could get my hands on you right now."

He purrs a little louder. "Well, as much as I would love that, I really don't want to get kicked off the plane, so I guess we'll have to wait." I pout playfully, and he laughs. "Don't worry, We'll check into the hotel first so you won't have to suffer any longer."

"You probably shouldn't have said that. Do you realize how many ideas you just gave me?"

He chuckles. "Wasn't like you weren't already thinking them. You have a dirty mind, Blaine Anderson."

I grin wickedly. "I can show you what else is dirty..."

He smacks my arm again. "Airplane, dear."

"Fine."

So I can't do everything I want to right now. But that doesn't mean I can't work him up a little, right? Okay, so maybe 'a little' is an understatement. By the time we land in New York, Sebastian is panting softly and making some sounds that the people in neighboring rows look highly uncomfortable about, but which I am enjoying immensely. He glares at me playfully. "You suck, you know that?"

I laugh, leaning in close to his ear. "I will later."

He whines, shuddering slightly. "That's so not fair!" The other passengers start filing past us, avoiding looking at us. Sebastian gets up, pulling me along with him. "Come on, Captain Innuendo. I'm having some ideas of my own, but we have to make it through the airport first. And for God's sake, behave yourself!" Giggling, I follow him through the airport, behaving myself as we find our transportation to the hotel. There's a privacy wall in the car, which gives me all sorts of ideas, but Sebastian takes one look at my face and shakes his head, "Don't even think about it."

"Aww, you're no fun."

He chuckles, kissing my cheek lightly. "Patience, love."

I squirm the whole ride to the hotel; but when we finally step out of the car, my impatience is momentarily forgotten. I watch as Sebastian steps out next to me, his eyes widening as he takes in the huge buildings. "Woah..." he breathes, taking my hand. He grins widely, collecting our suitcases and pulling me into the hotel. He's bouncing a little as we check in and head to the elevator.

"Excited?" I ask.

He nods, grinning. I open the door, setting our suitcases down and watching him check out the room. He walks all around, looking at every detail. There is a large sliding glass door at the back of the room with the curtains pulled closed. Sebastian opens them and gasps loudly. I join him at the window, wrapping my arms around his waist. "It's beautiful," he murmurs.

"Yes, you are," I reply, kissing his cheek softly.

He blushes, turning around to face me. "I am not."

"Yes you are. So, so beautiful."

He goes redder, kissing me gently. "I love you."

I grin. "Is it because of my amazing personality?"

He laughs. "No. It's because you're the only person who's ever made me feel that way."

"What way? Beautiful?"

"Beautiful. Special. Important. Loved. Take your pick."

I smile, kissing him again. "You are the most beautiful, special, important person I've ever met. I love you so much."

"Believe me, I know. I might not always understand why, but I know. I love you too. Which is why I picked the present that I did for you."

He pulls me over to the bed, flopping down on it. "Do I get my present now?" I ask, laying next to him.

He smiles. "You can choose when you get your present, but I can tell you what it is now if you'd like." I nod, watching him carefully. He bites his lip for a moment before rolling onto his side and leaning in to kiss me softly. I think hard for a minute before I understand.

"Oh…my present is you. It's…what we've been talking about. Right?"

Sebastian pulls away, blushing furiously. "Yeah, I guess…I thought it might be…more special this way…" he murmurs, embarrassed.

I hug him tightly, and he looks up, startled. "Sebastian, that's the absolute best present anyone has ever given me."

"It…is?" he asks, confused.

I nod. "Yes, but not because of what it is. Because I know that you trust me so completely that you're willing to put your faith in me. That means more to me than anything you could put a bow on. Thank you."

He smiles shyly. "Merry Christmas. I love you."

I smile. "I love you too."

"So…did you want to…now?" he asks.

Kissing his cheek, I pull him up from the bed. "I think it's only fair I take you on a proper date first." A slow smile lights up his face.

"Yeah. Okay. Where are we going?"

I grin. "I have some ideas. Dress warmly."

"Alright. Give me a few minutes." I nod, watching him set out clothes and go to the bathroom to change, as if it's something I've never seen before. Twenty minutes later, he's ready to go. I take his hand as we exit the hotel, walking slowly down the street. "So where are we going?" he asks again.

"Well, I thought dinner first might be a good idea. How does Italian sound? I know a place."

He smiles. "That sounds great. How do you 'know' this place?"

"I just do. Don't doubt the master!" He laughs as I pull him into the restaurant I had in mind. It's a traditional Italian place called Carmine's, and the food there is amazing. I know he's still scared about what's to come, and I'm hoping I can help him relax and take his mind off of it. My first plan seems to work, and as we sit down over our food, Sebastian relaxes and talks more. By the time we've finished, he seems much better. As we wait for our check, I lean over the table and kiss him. He's startled, looking around at the other patrons. I chuckle. "This is New York, honey. We could get married here if we wanted to. A kiss between two men isn't all that unusual."

He laughs. "Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore. It's kind of nice to not have people stare like they do back home."

"It is." I check my watch, grinning. "Ready for our next adventure?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Sure. Where are we headed now?"

"Central Park. I'm taking you for a New York Christmas must-do." I see his confusion, but he takes my hand and follows me out of the restaurant. A light snow has started falling, and I thank whoever might be up there for helping me out. Sebastian looks like a child seeing snow for the first time.

"It's so pretty here," he murmurs as we enter the park.

I nod. "It's very pretty. In fact, I think it's the perfect setting for a little carriage ride, don't you think?"

His eyes widen. "A carriage ride?"

"Yeah. It's a New York City tradition. Come on, I'll show you." After picking up cups of hot chocolate for the both of us, we climb into the next carriage, pulling the blanket up over us and snuggling close. Sebastian smiles brightly as he takes in the scene.

"This is amazing, Blaine. Thank you."

I kiss him softly. "No need to thank me. I'm just happy being with you."

He smiles. "You really are the best, you know that? I know you're doing this to help me. I'm not scared, you know. I might be nervous, but I know you're not going to do anything bad to me. I trust you."

"I'm so glad you do," I murmur back. "Just promise me you'll stop me if you get freaked out. I want you to enjoy tonight, so if it's too much, you have to tell me."

He nods. "I will, I promise. That's why I trust you. I know you'd stop if I asked you to."

I hug him closer. "I would. Because I love you."

He smiles. "I know you do. So what do you say we head back and get started? I do tend to be a slow learner."

I chuckle. "Well we'll take it very slow, that I promise."

He grins. "So, shall we get started then?"

The carriage pulls over, and I take Sebastian's hand as we hop out. "We shall." Putting an arm around his waist, we walk back to the hotel.

Muahahaha! I know, I'm mean. But the next chapter, complete with sexytimes, is just about finished already! So if you want to see it, you'd better review and make me smiley! Then the sexytimes shall come!

Love always,

TheSongSmith