[It wasn't easy to admit that, but the results, Sebastian thinks, will be well worth the bruised and bloodied ego. At least until Jim brings it up later when he's not having trouble keeping his mind off fucking his boss.] Yessir.
[Like he could forget those words. He had thought about how Jim might do it. He'd gotten himself off in the shower thinking about it, too. The way Jim would kill him, slow and precise and intimate, keeping him alive as long as possible. All the time in the world to think about dying, think about Jim then. And those void-like eyes.
Sebastian moves forward then, hand coming out to grip Jim by his tie and drag him into a kiss whether or not he has permission. He earned this, he earned pulling that tie tight as he crushes his lips against Jim's, presses his tongue to the criminal's lips to demand them to part.
Desk or shower? What are the chances he can push his luck and get both?]
Causing crimes and looking super!
[Like he could forget those words. He had thought about how Jim might do it. He'd gotten himself off in the shower thinking about it, too. The way Jim would kill him, slow and precise and intimate, keeping him alive as long as possible. All the time in the world to think about dying, think about Jim then. And those void-like eyes.
Sebastian moves forward then, hand coming out to grip Jim by his tie and drag him into a kiss whether or not he has permission. He earned this, he earned pulling that tie tight as he crushes his lips against Jim's, presses his tongue to the criminal's lips to demand them to part.
Desk or shower? What are the chances he can push his luck and get both?]