Comfort In Your Arms | St. Smythe 

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Jesse didn’t say a word for a while, just caught the tears with his fingers before they could fall. His heart swelled with joy and fluttered just like the first time he ever said it. Hearing it never failed to make him feel the most insurmountable amount of bliss. “Of course I came back. Why wouldn’t I? I need you too, you know. More than you’ll ever comprehend.” His words couldn’t be more true. Sebastian clearly did not understand how much he meant to Jesse. He’d become his everything in such a short time. It started from the minute they met and just grew as the days went on. He definitely needed him. Like water. Like air. He kissed back lovingly, savoring the adoring moment they were sharing. He smiled as Sebastian sighed into the kiss, going back to caressing his cheek with the back of his hand. At this point, Jesse was watching Sebastian watch him. He looked at him like all the beauty in the world was right there on his face. Like he was all the beauty in the world. Obviously, that wasn’t the case, but it was so flattering and brought a blush to his face. He dropped his hand from his face to allow Sebastian to nuzzle his. “Why do you always say that? …I’m nowhere near perfect, love…” Jesse told him, his eyes casting downward for a moment. He met Sebastian’s eyes again when he apologized for making Jesse not want to come back to his room. “It’s alright, love. I understand. I’m sorry for not being here. The library always seems to get in the way of us, doesn’t it?” He asked with a light chuckle.

“Damn library,” he sighed but a hint of a grin appeared. Everything was always better with Jesse near. Everything. They hardly ever fought…it was paradise. “Wanna do something special tomorrow?” he asked nonchalantly. Sebastian didn’t have a plan yet, of course, but…something different and romantic would be refreshing. “Or do you have to study again?” A pout made its way onto his face and he slipped his leg between Jesse’s. “Because if I go through all the trouble of making a lovely evening for us and you ditch me for calculus or whatever you were studying tonight…then I’m going to cry.” He snuggled into him, fingers curling in his hair. He loved his hair so much. When he let it stay curly instead of forcing it straight was his favorite. Ooh and his sex hair, too. That was the best. Crazy out of control hair, sweat making random strands cling to his forehead. It was so, so hot. He kissed his cheek and let out another sigh. “Should we get some sleep now, love? I’m getting sleepy.”

Home Is Where The Heart Is | St. Smythe 

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Jesse chuckled quietly, amused by the shocked expression on his boyfriend’s face. He could understand why he was a bit surprised. While Jesse considered himself to be versatile, he preferred to be on the receiving in most times. It all depended on the guy. But there was something about how eager Sebastian was, matched with how much Jesse missed him, that made him want to take his boyfriend for the first time since they became intimate. Sebastian calling him hot was further motivating him, because he could tell that Sebastian wanted this too. Jesse knew that watching his beloved boyfriend come undone beneath him, screaming his name, loving all the things he did to him would be the most erotic experience he’d ever had. And to put it simply, he couldn’t wait. He pulled a condom from the drawer on the bedside table, quickly sliding it onto his throbbing member before being brought down to share another kiss with his boyfriend. This kiss was burning with passion and anticipation for what was to come. Jesse kissed his boyfriend hungrily, relishing in the taste of lust he felt on his lips. As Sebastian’s leg came up to trap him against his body, Jesse took the opportunity to throw that leg and his other one over his shoulders, giving him easier access to his boyfriend’s entrance.

Jesse obtained the bottle of lube that Sebastian shoved at him and squirted the liquid onto his fingers, and rubbed the substance over Sebastian’s hole. Not wanting to waste any time, Jesse slowly pushed his middle finger into his entrance. He moaned when he felt his hole tighten around it, knowing that soon, that would be his member that would be inside Sebastian’s puckered hole. He began to push his finger in and out, easily finding Sebastian’s prostate and hitting it effortlessly every time. Soon enough, he was working in another finger, working them both in and out in ways that he knew would bring Sebastian amazing amounts of pleasure. He pulled his fingers almost all the way out of his hole, before pushing them in again hard, finding his prostate once more and hitting it repeatedly as he exited and entered. Seeing Sebastian under him like this and knowing that what he was doing was bringing him so much ecstasy was enough to make him so hard that it almost hurt him. “Love, are you ready for me?” He breathed the question in a deep, husky tone that he knew only could have been brought on by lust.

Sebastian watched him get a condom and feasted his eyes on his erection as Jesse slid it on. He was so hard. For him. Jesse was that hard just for Sebastian. Fuck, the fact that he could turn the boy on that strongly was enough to make his toes curl in anticipation. He couldn’t wait anymore. “P-put something in me before I burst,” he whimpered. When his boyfriend’s middle finger suddenly pushed inside him, he gasped at the intrusion. “O-oh!” he gasped. It wasn’t long before it was pressing his prostate making him moan and arch his body. “O-oh yeah!” Two fingers. Oh fuck. He couldn’t wait to feel his big dick inside him…filling him up, driving him to orgasm. Sebastian gripped the sheets hard, his knuckles turning white. “J-Jesse…” he whimpered through clenched teeth. There was only so much teasing he could take. Jesse was by far the greatest sexual partner he’d ever had. Maybe it was because he was so in love with him. Or maybe because Jesse was so insanely sexy. Or perhaps it was both. When Jesse began to take his fingers all the way out then shove them back in Sebastian was in complete ecstasy. “OH!” he called out, “Fuck, Jesse!” he nearly screamed, arching high as his hands clenched the sheets tighter, “O-oh god…oh fuck….” Sebastian was so vocal while being pleasured. It was always when he was on bottom. He turned into a little cock slut, didn’t he? And fuck, Jesse knew what he was doing.

Oh shit, If he didn’t get inside him now Sebastian was going to break down and cry. “Now! Yes!” Holy fuck, that VOICE. Jesse needed to use that voice always. Oh God, he was shaking with need. “I’m ready! Please!” he called pushing his hips up, giving him even more access to his entrance. “P-please, I need you. I need you now.” 

Comfort In Your Arms | St. Smythe 

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The frown on Jesse’s face became more prominent as he watched Sebastian wipe tears away. He hadn’t even known he’d been crying. The days events must have really gotten to him. He kept wishing he’d been there when it all went down. Perhaps he could’ve stopped it, or at least made sure that it didn’t get out of hand. However, he would try his best to snuggle and kiss the pain away. He knew that Sebastian needed him to. Before getting into bed with him, he kicked his shoes off, pulled his shirt and pants off, so that he was more comfortable. He snuggled close to Sebastian, relishing in the warm, familiar feeling of his arms around him. He kissed him on his forehead, then his nose, then his lips. He pressed a hand to his cheek, and his lips lingered on his for a moment, kissing him softly and sweetly. He reluctantly pulled away to look lovingly into his beautiful eyes. “I love you, alright? I love you more than the air I breathe. Which means that you will always be good enough for me. More than that. You’re the best for me. I need you to attempt to understand that, love.” He caressed his boyfriend’s face with the back of his hand, waiting to hear whatever he had to say to that.

His eyes filled with tears as Jesse expressed his undying love for him. He swallowed and leaned into his touch. “I love you, too,” he whispered. “Thank you for coming back. I need you, okay? I always need you.” He leaned in, kissing him again, letting it linger. He had promised he wouldn’t complain or bitch so he kept it all inside and reveled in the fact that the boy that was holding him actually cared about him. Loved him. How could someone so, so amazing love someone like Sebastian? He sighed softly against Jesse’s lips. Right now he didn’t care why. He just cared that he did. He had no idea what he would do without Jesse. The boy was constantly saying that Sebastian saved him but Seb was 100% it was the other way around. He was slutting around…drinking everyday….taking an occasional drug. He was ALWAYS down on himself. But with Jesse….he’d kicked it all….save for the drinking; but that had lessened considerably. Jesse made him feel worth something. Jesse made him feel beautiful. No one else made him feel good about himself…but Jesse made it seem so easy. He pulled back and licked his lips then nuzzled Jesse’s cheek. “You look so pretty,” he whispered, “So perfect.” He ran his fingers through the boy’s hair, heart pounding fast. “I’m sorry for driving you out. You…you weren’t here and Finn was upset so I invited him over. I didn’t know you’d be back so soon, you know? You could have come and hung out with us. I love having you around…like, always.”

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Jesse felt like his heart sunk uncomfortably into his stomach at the sound of how miserable his boyfriend sounded. A sad Sebastian never failed to make Jesse feel awful. He listened to him speak about needing him and not wanting to be alone, and found himself being slightly torn. He didn’t want to see his boyfriend drinking himself into oblivion, but he certainly didn’t want him to be miserable and lonely. He bit his lip, weighing his options. If he didn’t leave, he would be alone too, and that was the whole reason he’d come to Tina’s room. He was originally going to sleep in the lounge, but he preferred sleeping somewhere where another person was. And a bed. But if Tina was leaving, that wouldn’t happen. He opened his mouth to speak, but Seb continued to talk, not giving him any room to cut in.

When it was silent for a short moment while—as Jesse assumed—Sebastian was shuffling around to look for something, he took the opportunity to speak, “I want to be there, love. I’m not very fond of being alone either, but-” He sighed and stopped short when Sebastian asked to be held. He couldn’t resist that. “I would give anything to hold you right now.” Hearing Sebastian say that he loved him only got better the more he said it, and he was quite fond of saying it himself as well. “I love you, too. Alright, love, I’m on my way. Sit tight, I’ll be there soon.” He narrowed his eyes, even though Sebastian couldn’t see. “And please stop apologizing.” He hung up the phone and quickly left Tina’s room and made the short trek to his dorm. He opened the door and stepped in, clearing his throat. He saw Sebastian lying on his bed looking depressed. He frowned. “Is there any room for me, my love?” 

When Jesse said “but”, Sebastian’s heart sank as low as it could go. But suddenly Jesse was telling him he’d be there and Sebastian’s heart heart lifted and leapt from his chest at the same time, “T-thank you.” Jesse hung up and Sebastian hugged his phone to his chest, waiting for his boyfriend to arrive. When he did and made his presence known, Sebastian sat up, wipping his tears away. “Always room for you.” He tried hard not to slur his words. He didn’t want Jesse to know how drunk he was. If he concentrated hard enough he could fake sobriety. “Come here….please…” He opened his arms, anticipation and slight desperation filled him. He had the night from hell and what teeny shred of self esteem he’d gotten from getting together with Jesse had been ripped to shreds. He needed someone to prove he wasn’t hated by everyone. And if there was one person that claimed over and over to love him…it was Jesse. Maybe he could pick up the pieces tonight. He swallowed the lump in his throat, waiting for his love to settle into his arms.

(ooc: don’t hate me for it being so short >.<)

Comfort In Your Arms | St. Smythe 

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Jesse was honestly considering never leaving his dorm room again. That, or just never logging out of Tumblr. Because just by spending time in the library and the student lounge studying, he’d apparently missed all hell breaking loose. Reportedly, Kurt got highly intoxicated and told the world that he wasn’t a virgin, and then it came out that he’d lost it to Sebastian in the hotel that night that they decided to drink heavily and hide from he and Dave together. Initially, he was hurt and confused as to why Sebastian never said anything, but soon enough, that didn’t matter. Mostly, he felt sorry for Kurt and Dave. This was putting an awful strain on their relationship and they were both feeling terrible. However, more than anything, it truly bothered him that Sebastian was feeling so lowly of himself. He hated that he didn’t feel like he was good enough for him, and took all of people’s disapproving comments about him and their relationship to heart. They shouldn’t matter. He knew he loved him, right? Then why listen?

He was staying in Tina’s room, because he didn’t want to go back to his own room and see Sebastian drink himself into a stupor, but he couldn’t help but think about how much he wished he was in Sebastian’s arms. But Tina was telling him about how she was going to go check on Dave since he seemed to be in self-destruct mood, and he had no complaints in that respect. If someone could help Dave, he was all for it. Tina was a very sweet girl. He was shocked out of his reverie by the sound of his cell phone ringing. Only one person could be calling him at this hour. And sure enough, Sebastian’s picture was on the screen. He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear. “Hi, love. Are you alright?”

“No,” his voice cracked, emotions pouring over him at the mere sound of Jesse’s voice. “I need you. I don’t want to be alone.” He sniffled. “I’m sorry. Please come back. Please?” He pulled himself up and cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder. Sebastian needed to get this alcohol away now. If Jesse came back and saw it, all hell would break loose. He opened up his drawer and threw out some clothes, dropping bottles and nips into the empty space, closing it. “I…I’m sorry. I just….Finn left me and I don’t want to be alone. I need someone. No…not just someone. I need you.” He collapsed back onto the bed and snatched up the bottle of Jameson he’d been working on. His ear strained, listening for his boyfriend to speak.

After swallowing one last sip, Sebastian leaned over, shoving it under his bed. “I-I won’t be a little bitch. I won’t…I won’t complain or anything. I-….I’ll just be quiet as long as you hold me. P-please. I love you.” Great, now he felt like he was begging for the boy’s attention. He squeezed his eyes shut, contemplating hanging up his phone. “Sorry,” he whispered and yanked the covers over his head. Luckily, the alcohol was making his head spin slightly. It was shaking his thought around as though he’d placed his brain if a washing machine. He wasn’t fixating on one thought over and over. It was a whole slew of things so he couldn’t stop and obsess over something. 

Comfort In Your Arms | St. Smythe 

(OOC: Now that Finn is gone, I’m continuing it on with Jesse ;) If Tierra wants. Don’t feel pressured, boo. So, I’m reposting my last para entry as a new thread if you wanna jump in…but you don’t have to hahaha)

“Y-you’re leaving?” he asked Finn and his face fell a little. Alone. Great…he was going to be alone. “O-okay…” Sebastian hugged him back. “You are going to be okay, I know it. We’ll both be happy and move to Candy Land or something,” he giggled a little then pulled back. “So, uh, see you tomorrow then? I might skip classes if I’m hung over so. OH wait….tomorrow’s Sunday!” He cracked up, falling back on his bed. “I’m fucking drunk.”

He groaned softly but started laughing again. “Thanks for coming, Finn. See you later, alligator.” He tossed his bottle aside and snuggled up to his pillow. After a moment, he dug out his phone and called Jesse, waiting as it rang a couple times. “Pick up, pick up, pick up,” he urged. He didn’t want to be alone but it was unfair to ask poor Finn to stay. But…he needed company and he would do anything to have his boyfriend here right now. “Pick up!” He hung up and called again, eyebrows knitted together. It rang once, “Please?” he asked into the phone, holding onto it tightly.  

Excuse Me, But I Might Drink A Little More Than I Should Tonight | Finn/Sebastian 

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“Pfft.” He rolled his eyes. “You. Are. Awesome. Of course I don’t hate you. Everyone who does is missing out on a good friend.” He smiled down at him, pulling Sebastian close for a hug. “You’re my friend.” Finn chuckled and gave a small nod. “But no! I didn’t have sex with him. We hooked up but we didn’t hook up. We just did stuff, that’s all.” Finn looked around, making sure no one would here. “I’m still a virgin.” He whispered in the boys eyes. “Puck’s really hot though. And it would be cool to get to know him better and do the whole dating thing, but I don’t think that’s really what’s looking for.” Finn shrugged. “But I am happy!” He shouted out. “Happy happy, joy joy!”

He smiled at Sebastian. “Thanks for having me over, man. This was fun. See, I knew getting shitfaced would make me feel better.” He finished off the last of his drink and set the bottle down, trying to look at his watch, trying more to actually be able to read it. “Dude, I should probably go. Blaine will be in worry mode. Probably already is.” He took a few steps and stumbled. “You gonna be okay? Come here, man.” He pulled Sebastian in for a hug. “You’re gonna be okay. We both are.”

“Y-you’re leaving?” his face fell a little. Alone. Great…he was going to be alone. “O-okay…” Sebastian hugged him back. “You are going to be okay, I know it. We’ll both be happy and move to Candy Land or something,” he giggled a little then pulled back. “So, uh, see you tomorrow then? I might skip classes if I’m hung over so. OH wait….tomorrow’s Sunday!” He cracked up, falling back on his bed. “I’m fucking drunk.”

He groaned softly but started laughing again. “Thanks for coming, Finn. See you later, alligator.” He tossed his bottle aside and snuggled up to his pillow. After a moment, he dug out his phone and called Jesse, waiting as it rang a couple times. “Pick up, pick up, pick up,” he urged. He didn’t want to be alone but it was unfair to ask poor Finn to stay. But…he needed company and he would do anything to have his boyfriend here right now. “Pick up!” He hung up and called again, eyebrows knitted together. It rang once, “Please?” he asked into the phone, holding onto it tightly.  

Excuse Me, But I Might Drink A Little More Than I Should Tonight | Finn/Sebastian 

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Finn didn’t really know Sebastian that well, but the guy seemed cool and he felt in this moment that he could trust him. “Okay.” He brought his voice down low to a whisper. ”I hooked up with Puck.” Finn revealed. Because of his feelings for Sam, he wanted to keep that a secret. For some reason he didn’t want Sam to find out because what if it would hurt him? Or maybe he wouldn’t even care. Sam didn’t like him. Argh. This was all too confusing. “Maybe I should just keep hooking up with Puck. I mean, the guy is super cool, and I did have fun with him. yeah, I felt kinda bad afterwards because of my feelings for Sam but… I did have fun.”

He stayed quiet for a moment as he mulled over his own thoughts. Finally he snapped out of it. “So, yet another awesome idea right? Maybe if I keep hooking up with Puck I can forget about Sam. It’s that easy, right?”

“Oh, he’s hot but kind of a dick. BUT maybe he’s nice to you. For some reason he just doesn’t like me very much. I don’t know. Lots of people hate me. But you don’t hate me, right?” He hugged his side. “So, yeah, look. See. If you liked having sex with Puck then like maybe date him or something. You might be happy then.”

Sebastian hummed softly, thinking about it. Maybe if Finn had someone else that wasn’t Sam then maybe…he’d forget his feelings for Sam. Maybe. Just maybe. He wanted Finn to be happy. Sure, they didn’t know each well but Seb really did feel like helping Finn smile. “You have to be happy, okay? I want you to be happy.” He hugged him tighter, “Be happy.”

He drank some more then hiccuped, “Thanks for coming tonight, Finn. I apprec-…apeach…apr-….” he giggled, “I can’t say it!” he slurred. “APPRECIATE!” His voice raised as he yelled the word. “SAID IT!” Sebastian pulled back, pumping his fist in the air in a display of victory. “I said it, bitch. What now?” he talked to the bottle in his hand.

Excuse Me, But I Might Drink A Little More Than I Should Tonight | Finn/Sebastian 

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“I know for a fact that he doesn’t like me.” He said, shaking his head. “No. No, he’s very much in love with Mike. I missed my chance. My train has sailed. Or my boat… or whatever.” He furrowed his brow, squinting a bit as he looked for Sam’s number. “Maybe if I just tell him that-” Before he could even get the sentence out he felt a sting at his hand. “Dude!” He cried out, watching as his phone hit the floor. “Dude you’re like super strong.” He said, rubbing the back of his hand before bending over to pick up his phone.

“Are you sure I shouldn’t call?” He gave a frown. He really wanted to call. “Come here.” He waved his hand for Sebastian to come closer and as he did Finn draped his arm around the boy. “Cause I think it’s an awesome idea.” He gave a nod. “No!” He shouted, covering his mouth and laughing. “That was loud.” He noted. “But no, you’re right. No calls. I should just move on. Can you keep a secret?” He looked down at the boy curiously.

“The expression is boat but train sounds cooler. Dude, listen…we’ll find you a different boyfriend. Someone sexy. Someone that like totally loves you, okay? I can find you someone. I’ll play match maker or some shit. Yup. I will!”

“I’m sorry!” He scrambled to the floor and picked up his phone before Finn could grab it, still afraid he’d call. Sebastian - even in his drunken state - knew Finn would regret calling Sam tomorrow. “Sorry, buddy. Sorry.” He put it on the dresser among the alcohol. “Leave it here. Let it sleep, okay? Okay.” He watched the phone as though afraid it would sprout legs and walk away. When he was satisfied that it would stay put he looked back at Finn and grinned. 

He giggled, “I’m strong? Well, you’re so tall so…yeah….” he said when Finn draped his arm around him. “An awesome idea? Lemme hear! Lemme hear!” He helped cover his mouth, laughing. “You’re so loud!” he yelled then drank some Jameson. “Okay no calls. Good idea. Yes. No calls. Okay, wait, hi. Let me hear your idea. I want to hear it. Tell me,” he leaned in, listening.  ”You can trust me.”

Excuse Me, But I Might Drink A Little More Than I Should Tonight | Finn/Sebastian 

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Finn turned, watching as Sebastian laid back and guessed who he was talking about. His eyes widened hearing the boy hit it right on the money. Before he could confirm, Sebastian hit himself with the bottle, sending Finn into a roar of laughter. “Dude!” he laughed harder, leaning into him a bit. “Are you okay?” His hand reached out, gently rubbing the spot he hit himself before giving one last chuckle. “Yeah.” he cleared his throat and nodded. “It’s Sam. And I know! I know, I know, I know he’s taken. Which is why this whole thing sucks big time.” He frowned realizing that the shots he took was starting to take effect. “I tried to forget about him. I mean, I’m trying. It’s stupid to like someone who’s taken, right?”

He finished off the rest of the bottle, his eyes darting back over to the dresser with the rest of the liquor. “That wasn’t enough.” He said, getting up with a stumble and finding something else. “Maybe I should tell him!” Finn suddenly said, a little loudly. He began to reach for his phone with one hand, the other firmly gripping his new bottle. “Maybe I should call him and be like ‘Look, dude, I like you. You have a boyfriend but I just thought you should know’.” Finn looked at Sebastian to see what he thought of “the plan”. “It’s fucking genius!” He said, unlocking his phone and going to his contacts.

Sebastian laughed into his bottle with Finn. This guy was funny.  But now Seb forgot why they were laughing and he got serious again. Finn was saying he was stupid for liking Sam and Sebastian was very quick yo disagree. “No, no, no, not stupid! You can’t help who you like! You can’t help that you like Sam! You can’t. And Sam’s a cool dude and really hot and dorky and shit so like I see why you like him. But wait, how do you know he doesn’t like you? Sometimes you can like more than one person, right? But like Mike could have gotten to him first or something like that, right?” He tossed his empty bottle aside and got up, snatching up a bottle of Jameson. “Okay, wait, so listen….listen, wait-“

But Finn was babbling about calling him. Sebastian gasped, “WAIT! No! No, no, no, no!” He nearly tackled him, yanking the phone from his hand with his free one. “No! No calling. Calling drunk is BAD. Baaaaad,” he drawled with a slight slur. “No, no. Bad. Bad Finn,” he smacked the top of his hand. He giggled a little then dropped his phone on the carpet. “Oh crap…” His lower lip curled, revealing a pout. “I’m sorry. Don’t be mad. It didn’t break!”