It's time to come back (Moriarty/Sebastian)

The way Sebastian kissed, it was just like the man itself, loyal, passionate, and filled of this emotion his employee felt for him. It felt a lot like love, but Jim had no idea because no one had ever loved him before. No one. He couldn't possibly be sure, and he knew it'd do no good to dwell on it.
He had more important matters to tend to.
Like the way Sebastian caressed his cheek, making the strong feeling in his chest wrap around his heart in a warm grip.

He couldn't think. He couldn't plan. So he gave in, he let his body slid closer to Sebastian's, his still clothed erection rubbing against the other man's naked hips. And his body was mellow and pliant under the other's hands, while his mouth demanded more kisses, in a way that was more than uncharacteristic for him.

Sebastian easily responded to Jim, kissing him back just as much as the other man was, only slightly rougher this time. His tongue continuously battling against the other's, exploring Jim's mouth and the sweet taste of his lips. It was all making Sebastian's head rather dizzy. Everything a blur of sensation and pleasure.
Too much to take in at once. But amazing all the same.

Sebastian abruptly rolled over so now he was on top, his hand running down the other man's sides to his thigh and up again several times to caress his cheek as before. He instantly joined their lips again, gently rocking his hips down onto Jim's and moaning his name softly into the kiss.

Jim had no idea how it happened that he was now pressed under Sebastian's weight, but his lips were just too delicious to let go of, and to tell the truth, he wasn't completely there at all.
He was weak with need and a storm of feelings he could not understand.
He tried to tell himself that it was nice to feel himself wanted at times, but there was much more to it that he could not admit.

He moaned softly when Sebastian started rolling his lips against his, he could feel the tip of his arousal rubbing against his lower abdomen at each thrust and it was driving him crazy.

Jim's hands moved on their own, running down the other's back and grabbing his butt, moving him even closer, while his legs parted slowly. He could feel the skin of his thigh tingle whenever Sebastian's hand moved over his trousers. God, he was desperate.



((I like how it suddenly turned out extremely romantic and Jim is like *O.O overwhelmed by all the feels*))

The cold fingers running down his back made Sebastian shiver, his lips still glued to the other's in a somewhat rough, passionate kiss. The rest of Jim's body was the opposite from his fingers as it was warm and felt comforting. Bringing Sebastian closer.
He felt needed when the other man touched or held him, wanted.

Although Jim had never been one for feelings and probably wouldn't appreciate it if Sebastian started telling him everything. How he felt. Or how he loved Jim. There was no denying that fact any longer. Sebastian knew it was true and it was hard enough keeping it from Jim and not directly saying it to his face or accidently blurting it out. Maybe he was just scared to do so. God knows how the other would react or feel about a sudden outburst.
But actions always spoke louder than words.

Sebastian ground his hips down more, moaning softly into the kiss as his hand searched for the other's and eventually grabbed it, twining his fingers with Jim's, a smile spreading across his lips.

((Jim doesn't know how to control his feelings xD Awww :3))

Jim could deal with sex. He was bloody good at it, if he really had to say. He knew how to be sexy, he knew how to make people beg for it, he had no inhibitions.
This was something different.
At the moment it didn't feel like sex at all.
It scared him to death, but it also made him want to arch against the other's body and plead for release.

Something else happened then.
There was Sebastian's hand grabbing his, there was the soft smile on his lips that seemed to hold the answer to every desperate question Jim had ever asked himself.
There was something clicking in his head, opening a drawer that had never been opened before.
It wasn't just feeling overwhelmed any more. It was the guilt, the realization he did not deserve the affection Sebastian was showing him.

He squeezed his hand, he buried his head in his neck, hiding his gaze, terrified his eyes might be watery, and then whispered something in Sebastian's ear.
"You can have me this time..."

He wrapped his lips around the other's lobe and sucked on the smooth flesh before he spoke again. "Don't say anything, don't look at me, don't laugh... just fuck me... before I change my mind..."


((Jim was rather sure he had no feelings at all >> ))

Sebastian was surprised to hear Jim giving in to him, actually going to let him have Jim to himself. His. It was very unlike him, uncharacteristic of him to do so but Sebastian simply smiled again, squeezing his hand back in response.
By the looks of it, he was allowed to have control over the other for a change.
Sebastian wasn't quite sure how to feel about this because he had always been used to having Jim in charge.
He definitely wouldn't be wasting this opportunity.

Why Jim didn't want him to say anything, laugh or even look at him, confused Sebastian. He obviously wasn't going to laugh and he wouldn't be saying much anyway. What was there to laugh at? But not looking at Jim would be hard, he wanted to. Just to see his face and watch him. His reactions and flickers of emotion as well. It felt different to seeing him annoyed and angry. A more calmer and gentle side to him.

Sebastian removed himself from Jim and knelt, his hand reaching over to grip hold of the other man's trousers and pull them down, removing them slowly before throwing them over his head in an unknown direction. He immediately removed Jim's boxers so now he was also completely nude, letting his eyes memorize every inch of the other man's body. He couldn't help it.
Without thinking he grabbed Jim's erection in his hand, giving him a mischievous grin before he bent over slightly, his lips ghosting over the top of his arousal.

((But he does have feelings :O))

Jim felt himself swallow hard when Sebastian moved to undress him, one part of him was particularly nervous, even though he knew what was going on and what to expect.
This felt like a first time though.
Jim had never had sex with anyone who had feelings for him, and he certainly never felt his heart fill with warmth. It was upsetting and brilliant at the same time.

He lifted his hips a bit, allowing Sebastian to remove his boxers as well, even though there was this tiny part of him that still wanted to run away from this.
He didn't let himself do that though.

He gasped when Sebastian grabbed his arousal though, the ghost of his lips making his senses tingle.
"Don't you dare being a tease, Sebastian, I won't beg," he hissed, even though his eyes were filled with lust and want.
That was why he didn't want Sebastian to look at him, he didn't want him to see how weak he was to these overwhelming feelings.


((It seems like he does >> he will deny them later >> ))

"I won't tease... unless you want me to." he said with a grin, knowing Jim had never begged him, Sebastian, for anything. Jim didn't beg. Never.
Not once had he ever begged Sebastian for anything.
He didn't need to.
All Jim had to do was simply ask and he'd do it.
Like he always did.

"I didn't think you would anyway." he muttered, glancing up at him once before he started licking the head of Jim's arousal, swirling his tongue around the top of it. Sebastian hadn't done this before. He'd received blow jobs but never given them. But how hard could it be?

He let his tongue run up and down the sides of the other man's erection freely before taking it in his mouth, his tongue still working madly as one hand gripped firmly around it at the bottom while the other grabbed Jim's hand again, holding it in his own and squeezing it gently.

((One does not simply deny their feelings... xD))

Blow job, yes, fine, he had received hundreads of them.
Nothing he couldn't deal with.
It always felt good.
Now though, he couldn't possibly look down at Sebestian.
It was too much.
He felt he could come just because of the devotion he saw in the other's eyes.

God.
What was happening to him?

He moaned, pursing his lips to try and not be loud. It was humiliating enough to allow Sebastian to have him, being loud about it just wasn't an option.
No, he just couldn't let himself.

The other's tongue was warm, almost hot on his pulsing skin, it made him so hard he thought he could burst.

And what with the hand?
Jim wanted to slap it away, wanted to tell Sebastian to focus on sucking him, but his fingers moved on their own, tangling with the other man's.
And again that feeling that spread so hot in his chest.
Again.
It was both painful and brilliant.

Everything seemed a whole lot easier when Jim responded.
And again, Sebastian couldn't help but smile when the other man locked their fingers together.
He just needed to know Jim was there; and his hand was warm, comforting.
Somehow, it made Sebastian feel safe.
Especially after three years.
He finally had what he wanted back.

Sebastian ran his tongue down and around the sides of Jim's arousal, his mind racing. He hadn't quite settled down to the fact of what he was doing. Jim was his boss. Clearly most people wouldn't do this with their employees. But both men had never cared much for what other people thought about them. Sebastian just wanted him. Needed him.

Ignoring the pointless thought, he took Jim's full length in his mouth, sucking it at a considered 'normal' pace and avoiding choking himself. That wouldn't be a very smart or attractive thing to do although if he could remember, Jim had choked him before, bare handed or either wrapped something around his neck. He always had been a violent person and Sebastian loved him for it but tonight he could now see a softer side to him, one he hadn't discovered about Jim before.

Jim groaned, instinctively thrusting his hips up, trying to fuck the other's mouth because it was just so good, so bloody delicious.
He was trying hard not to moan the other's name, he knew it would be too much like a confession, but for the first time in his life it was hard to keep himself in check.
It was very hard.
Because he knew exactly who it was who was sucking his cock, and he knew exactly who he craved for.

"Bloody hell Seb, just fuck me, will you? This is not enough!" he almost shouted, throwing his head back. He didn't give a damn about this being proper or not. "Fuck me like one of those filthy bitches you used to shag... and don't you dare prepare me, I want the pain."

Sebastian ended up gagging as the other thrust his hips up, making him choke as he had been trying not to do.
Too late.
He almost had the urge to refuse and make Jim beg for it.
But he was just as eager and desperate himself to do that.

Sebastian removed his mouth from Jim's arousal, swiftly moving up and leaning down into another vicious kiss before sliding back down his body and trailing more kisses down his chest and to his stomach, deliberately taking his time slowly. He sucked another bruise onto Jim's hip, glancing up at the other man through lust filled eyes.
Sebastian finally gave in and inserted himself into Jim, feeling a burst of pain and sensation as soon as he started to thrust, his nails automatically digging into the other's thighs.
But fucking hell, it was wonderful.

(("Fuck me like one of those filthy bitches you used to shag" reminds me of "Paint me like one of your French girls... oh God xD *dies laughing in the corner*))

(( My, isn't that a line from Titanic?? XDDD SAME THING XDDD ))

Jim would have killed someone for much less.
He would have never allowed a kiss after a blow job. What with the horrible taste and all?
But this time he didn't even think about it, Sebastian lips envelopping his again, he tasted himself on the other's tongue, and even so, he still felt brilliantly alive and aroused.
His hand buried in the other's hair, tugged at it, frustration clear in the way he parted his legs.

By the time Sebastian sucked a bruise on his hip, Jim was about to kick him into obedience.
He didn't have time for that though.
Sebastian was finally penetrating him, burying himself completely into his ass.

Jim threw his head back, the splitting pain of getting fucked without any sort of preparation nor lube making him even harder.
"Fuck, Sebby, fuck," he groaned, shaking his head, it was maddening.
God, he loved it.

"Harder, I know you can do it," he ordered, his hands reaching to his sides, but he was unable to grip anything, there was only cold floor under him.

"Of course I can fucking do it. I haven't even started yet, trust me." he growled, instantaneously slamming his hips in further and quickening his pace in seconds as soon as the order was given.
Jim's back would also probably be sore in the morning as well as his legs.
It was likely it would be ten times the pain they were already experiencing.
Especially after Sebastian was finished with him.

He leaned over Jim again and brought the other man into another forceful, savage kiss, devouring the other's lips and tongue as his own continued to battle endlessly with the other's and explore his mouth, taking in the taste and feeling of Jim's warm breath against his.
The haze of pleasure mixed with pain making him feel like he just wasn't there in the room at all.

Sebastian's hand reached up to tug at Jim's hair, his fingers running through it and playing with strands of the dark locks as he buried himself deeper into the other man, his hips rocking violently and his pace increasing, constantly swearing and moaning the other's name.

((It's a line from Titanic, yes. The part where Jack paints Rose naked in fact xD))

(( So Jim would be... Rose? XDDD ))

Jim trusted Sebastian, in fact he was the only one he trusted on this earth. There was just something about the other's puppy-like loyalty that he had found no where else.
He wasn't so keen on letting him know about that though.
And thankfully, at the moment he couldn't really do much other than moan his name.

His whole body was sore already, he was spread heavily on the floor and he was tingling with pleasure.
It was perfection.
"Yes, just like that," he groaned in between kisses, unable to keep his approval silent.
God it felt so bloody good.

"Yes, Sebby, yes, go on," he added, fingers grabbing everything they could, leaving bruises in the wake of blinding lust.

((Jim would be Rose, yes xD At least you live and don't die then sink to the bottom of the ocean never to be seen again xD))

Sebastian yet again, pushed his hips faster, biting down on Jim's lower lip and letting his eyes bore into the other's.
He hadn't realised exactly how hard he had bit down on Jim's lip before he had drawn blood and could taste it on his own tongue, instinctively starting to run his tongue along the other man's bottom lip, feeling the warmth of it in his own mouth.

He was too used to blood from other people and himself to be bothered by it any more. Especially Jim's nails clawing at everything and marking Sebastian all over with scars and bruises, along with blood being drawn. Jim wouldn't be the only one aching all over in the morning.

Sebastian forced his hips deeper, knowing himself, he was close to breaking point after God knows how long they'd both been doing this. All he could tell was that it was definitely late telling by how dark it had gotten in the room all of a sudden.
His nails dug into the other man's shoulder, trying to hold himself back for longer as he continued to moan Jim's name over the other's just as loud moans.

The taste of blood in their kiss made Jim shiver, his whole world was turning fast at the moment, lulled by the steady thrusts they were sharing.
He pulled away at some point, his arms spreading on the floor as he panted for breath.
"God, Sebby... Sebby... I am so close... just there..." he whimpered, eventually moving his hand slowly down his chest.

He grabbed himself them, pumping his arousal in time with the other's thrusts, knowing very well he was going to be milking himself very soon.
"Seb!" he shouted at some point, the other's thrusts oh so delicious, and he ended up coming all over his chest in a haze of feelings he could not recognize.

Sebastian watched as Jim came over his own chest, feeling even closer to breaking than he already had been and making it even harder to hold it back.
Surely this had to be the best thing Sebastian had done in a long while.
He wanted to remember it.
Even though he was positive it was impossible to forget.
Just like all the other things Sebastian had ever done for Jim. All a vivid memory.

He moved his hips to meet the other man's thrusts, enjoying the somewhat dominating position he had over Jim at the minute. Even if dominating the other meant nothing to him. He preferred to have Jim in charge.
Sebastian found it easier to follow other's orders and he knew Jim would never allow him to have more control over him.

"Fuck... yes, Jim..." he whined, gripping the other man's shoulder even tighter and drawing more blood as he moaned even louder than before, feeling himself finally come inside the other.

The wave of Jim's orgasm only calmed when he felt Sebastian come inside him, then his whole body relaxed, melting against the floor, calm and exhaustion overtaking him completely.

Then he realized what just happened.
He had let Sebastian make love to him.
It was preposterous.

He took in a shaky breath.
"You should have used a condom," he said icily, his eyes moving quickly on the ceiling. He didn't know what to think about all this, about his heart feeling so sated and warm. It was not him at all.

It took a few minutes for Sebastian to get his head around what had just happened, his eyes moving to Jim's face and watching him closely. The other looked as if he was quite shocked himself over what had happened.
The fact that Jim had only come back and they clearly just had sex was a bit much to take in. Even though Sebastian had started it in the first place. He certainly didn't regret it.

"You should have said earlier... I didn't think." he said quietly, still watching Jim although he wasn't looking back. The eerie silence felt strange to the noise they had been making only a few minutes ago.

More minutes passed and neither looked like they knew what to say.

"I don't think sleeping on the floor is a very good idea." he added, gently stroking the other's cheek before he got up and pulled Jim up with him. Grinning, he swiftly lifted the other man into his arms and headed towards the bedroom.
Once in the room, he placed Jim down gently on the bed and climbed in beside him, briefly kissing the other's lips before pulling back and looking at the other's bemused expression.

"Of course you didn't think," he hissed, rolling his eyes. "It's common sense though..." he pointed out, still just staring up at the empty ceiling, his thoughts were jumbled, so much so he started when Sebastian touched his cheek.
He didn't expect Sebastian to carry him to the bed, it was mental, insane, more than Jim had ever been.

"Why are you being like this?" he asked, completely bewildered by Sebastian's tenderness. This was not how it usually worked, it was not how Jim usually worked.
He couldn't accept it.
Even though he was now under the covers of Sebastian's bed, very close to the other man's body, ready to fall asleep.

Sebastian stared confused at Jim at his question, not sure how to answer at first. He felt like saying, 'I don't know.' but that would have made him look stupid and that answer would have been a lie. He did know. Well, at least he thought he did. But he couldn't seem to make himself come out with his feelings. Jim probably wouldn't appreciate it anyway.

Sebastian cared too much. He knew that by now.
Half of him hoped Jim felt the same.
Even just a little bit.
Although the other didn't like to show his feelings or emotions. So Sebastian couldn't tell.

"I'm just happy you're back..." he whispered in the other's ear, wrapping an arm around Jim to pull him into a hug and nestling his head into the crook of his neck. It was the least he could come up with.

Jim wanted to laugh at that, just happy to see me?
He growled, pushing Sebastian away, he couldn't stand this, it was making his heartbeat grow faster again. He couldn't accept this. Jim was not going to fall in love. No. Never.

"If that's so, I don't think we need to cuddle... you've had what you wanted already," he snapped, snatching the cover and turning towards the other side, his back to Sebastian.

"Actually you could be a gentleman and leave the bed for me, you know I don't like sharing," he said, his tone clearly annoyed, his words slurring a bit in exhaustion.
His ass felt like it was burning now.
He couldn't believe he had let Sebastian fuck him.
It was not what James Moriarty did.
This was by far the biggest moment of weakness he ever had.

Sebastian felt hurt when pushed away, watching helplessly when Jim grabbed the covers and turned his back on him. It didn't make it any better when he was practically telling Sebastian to leave him alone and get out although he hadn't put it that way even if he basically meant it like that.
Clearly he didn't care.
Well, it looked that way.
The thought wasn't making Sebastian feel any better.

"Oh, um... all right. If you want." he mumbled, continuing to stare at the other for another few seconds before cautiously moving over and giving him a quick hug from behind. "Jim... I love you." he whispered softly, hastily removing himself from the other then getting up and moving to the door. He glanced back quickly and met eyes with Jim for a moment before muttering, "Night." and exiting out of the room, closing the door briskly behind him and feeling close enough to tears.
At least he had been able to finally say how he felt.
Maybe it hadn't been the best time for it but Sebastian would have told him sooner or later.

Jim refused to feel guilty.
He had never felt guilty in his whole life.
And he had done bad things. Many bad things. Very bad things.
This shouldn't be any different, he was not supposed to feel guilty for pushing Sebastian away.
Maybe it simply wasn't guilt.
He was misreading his own feelings.
Yes, it made perfect sense.

He froze in the hug, the words taking a while to actually get to his brain.
Jim... I love you
No one loved James Moriarty.
It was preposterous.
Sebastian had fucked him though.
And had said the words against his ear.
He had proved his words with his soft touches.

He groaned in frustration, throwing the pillow towards the door Sebastian had just closed.
He had not asked for this.