They were definitely getting a bit too comfortable with one another if Sebastian was questioning his demands so easily. It was beginning to irk him. "Just bring him here. Make sure you don't leave a trail."
"To our home?"
"Yes," Jim said, fighting to keep his temper in check. All he wanted to do was let it loose, give it free reign.
"Are you sure that's wise? It's difficult enough keeping this place off the radar without offing people inside of it." He sounded upset.
Jim narrowed his eyes and set his plate down. "I don't care how mad it is. I want him brought here. Soon."
"What am I supposed to do with him then?" Sebastian asked stiffly. He straightened his posture, which meant Jim had to look up at him.
"Nothing, until I'm through with him."
Sebastian looked genuinely surprised. "But you don't get your hands dirty."
Jim grinned toothily at him, exasperation dissipating rapidly. "There are always exceptions, darling."
Sebastian smiled uneasily and dug into his own pizza, clearly unamused. His eyes were worrisomely guarded.
Jim felt his stomach twist, wondering if Sebastian was planning to abandon him; if his mood swings were becoming too much to handle. He'd be the first to admit he had been particularly volatile the last couple weeks.
In spite of -or perhaps because of- his worry he stepped up to Sebastian and wrapped an arm around his back, so they were chest-to-chest. His other hand rested on Sebastian's shoulder. Sebastian turned his head to the side, away from Jim's face, and Jim could sense the carefully controlled anger in him. It was difficult to ignore his first instinct, which was to lash out violently at the rejection.
"I need you to do this for me, baby," he murmured oh-so gently, brushing his lips over Sebastian's jaw. "It's off the clock. Personal. You're the only one I can trust." That was true enough. “I need you to trust me in return.”
He tasted sweet victory when Sebastian's arms came around him, drawing him closer. "I know it's dangerous, but I have to take care of this, Sebastian." Death threats, while quite effective motivators, were entirely unnecessary where Sebastian was concerned. Jim had far stronger incentive to apply. "Do it because you love me," he wheedled softly.
Sebastian relaxed entirely in his arms and sighed deeply. “All right," he said against Jim's temple. "I will. Anything."
"Thank you so much, baby," Jim said, glad now that Sebastian wasn't looking at him to see the roguish grin cross his face.
You Were My First - Part 2c/5
"To our home?"
"Yes," Jim said, fighting to keep his temper in check. All he wanted to do was let it loose, give it free reign.
"Are you sure that's wise? It's difficult enough keeping this place off the radar without offing people inside of it." He sounded upset.
Jim narrowed his eyes and set his plate down. "I don't care how mad it is. I want him brought here. Soon."
"What am I supposed to do with him then?" Sebastian asked stiffly. He straightened his posture, which meant Jim had to look up at him.
"Nothing, until I'm through with him."
Sebastian looked genuinely surprised. "But you don't get your hands dirty."
Jim grinned toothily at him, exasperation dissipating rapidly. "There are always exceptions, darling."
Sebastian smiled uneasily and dug into his own pizza, clearly unamused. His eyes were worrisomely guarded.
Jim felt his stomach twist, wondering if Sebastian was planning to abandon him; if his mood swings were becoming too much to handle. He'd be the first to admit he had been particularly volatile the last couple weeks.
In spite of -or perhaps because of- his worry he stepped up to Sebastian and wrapped an arm around his back, so they were chest-to-chest. His other hand rested on Sebastian's shoulder. Sebastian turned his head to the side, away from Jim's face, and Jim could sense the carefully controlled anger in him. It was difficult to ignore his first instinct, which was to lash out violently at the rejection.
"I need you to do this for me, baby," he murmured oh-so gently, brushing his lips over Sebastian's jaw. "It's off the clock. Personal. You're the only one I can trust." That was true enough. “I need you to trust me in return.”
He tasted sweet victory when Sebastian's arms came around him, drawing him closer. "I know it's dangerous, but I have to take care of this, Sebastian." Death threats, while quite effective motivators, were entirely unnecessary where Sebastian was concerned. Jim had far stronger incentive to apply. "Do it because you love me," he wheedled softly.
Sebastian relaxed entirely in his arms and sighed deeply. “All right," he said against Jim's temple. "I will. Anything."
"Thank you so much, baby," Jim said, glad now that Sebastian wasn't looking at him to see the roguish grin cross his face.