colonelsnipe:

The calming ritual of tea, them padding around each other in perfect working silence or the comfort of being wrapped here in the dark.

Seb grunted in affirmation. He needed to see Jim’s eyes, needed to see his fluid movements, the teasing in his eyes. Needed to press closer, press their lips together and devour Jim in a hungry kiss, that reminded him of the smooth, uniquely Jim taste of his lips. That discovered the texture of his tongue and confirmed the number of fillings in his teeth. Needed a bit of heat to chase away the creeping cold dread that still had claws sunk into his spine. 

The kiss was a little unexpected, but Jim had no problem adapting, and it certainly wasn’t unwelcome.  He brought his hands up to hold Sebastian’s face as he returned the kiss, tongue always fighting for dominance, never willing to compromise even with Sebastian.  This is much easier than talking to him, than acknowledging there’s a problem.

His sniper can’t have a problem, not right now.  Jim needs him.

1 year ago with 22 notes    x colonelsnipe    x ic