French | prince | 28 My friends call me sebastian. You, however, can call me hisroyal highness, sebastian smythe. (1x1 glee/elite crossover au)
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Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle when Patrick said Jeff would maybe have his shot, then held up his hands in surrender when Jeff glared at him, "sorry. You're not completely hopeless but like, c'mon. She's a model. And you're..." "Rich and friends with princes?" Sebastian stared at Jeff then laughed, "fair enough, bonne chance." Jeff, seemingly satisfied with Sebastian's answer, turned back to Patrick, "Of course. I'm always discreet." Jeff looked over at Patrick's date, sipping his drink and Sebastian turned back to Patrick.
"Have you told your grandfather what we're even announcing tonight?" This time Sebastian spoke low, so only Patrick could hear him. Their first project had focused on under privileged youth, providing a scholarship for study across their two countries. But this next project was to provide shelters for LGBTQ youth, something they were announcing tonight. It wasn't public knowledge yet. "If he's making you bring a woman because he somehow wants to cover up the public fact you're gay... how is he going to react tonight to that news? Or are you going to get disowned?"
The Wrong Date? || Sebtrick (September 2023)
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Please, you'd like me pulling rank.
I'm offended by that. You know I always ask nice. Or are you going to pull rank on me because you're a crowned Prince?
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Sebastian's gaze followed where Patrick was pointing, raising his eyebrow when he saw who he was pointing at. Sebastian had been sure Patrick's date would be a man given that Patrick was, as far as Sebastian knew, gay. And he'd assumed that would mean Patrick would be off limits for a hook up in one of the empty rooms. Before he could ask Patrick the other man got in before he could. "C'est intéressant... did he not think that people would then speak and wonder why your date is a woman... you being gay is hardly a secret." Jeff was watching Patrick's date too, posing for the cameras, before he turned to both Sebastian and Patrick, "so... if you're gay and she's not really your date, is she single? Cause she's hot. And I'm already feeling like a third wheel." Sebastian rolled his eyes, giving Jeff's shoulder a shove.
The Wrong Date? || Sebtrick (September 2023)
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Depends on how nice you ask.
What that would get me anyway?
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Sebastian and Jeff made their way through the crowd of people, only getting stopped a couple of times. Sebastian made polite, but brief conversation, thanking them for coming, before moving on. "You think they'd wait until after I have a drink to talk to me," he muttered to Jeff so only he would hear him, "suck ups." As they got closed to the bar, he noticed Patrick there, leaning against it and looking unfairly attractive in his burgundy suit. He couldn't help but notice he appeared alone, and wondered where this so called date was. A cockblocker, whoever he was, if anybody was asking Sebastian's opinion on the matter.
Still, he couldn't help but return Patrick's easy smile when the other man saw him, rolling his eyes at his comment, "I think it would be a rather bad look if I didn't, hmm guapo?" He'd taken to calling Patrick that, knowing it annoyed the man to no end to hear him say it with his French accent. Jeff looked at Sebastian a raised grin as if to say 'why did you dislike him before?' and took Patrick's hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Jeff. Sebasian heard you had a date so he asked me to come so he didn't look so sad and alone." "Jeff! I ... did not. Espèce de salaud." He raised his hand, getting the bartender's attention, and he and Jeff ordered their drinks. "Where is this date of yours anyway? Hiding from all the cameras in the men's room?" He tsked.
The Wrong Date? || Sebtrick (September 2023)
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Sebastian and Jeff chatted in the limo on the way to the event, and Sebastian found he was glad he invited him. Obviously there wasn't anything between them, Jeff being straight (despite, as he would said, some youthful experimentation that never went beyond a couple of blowjobs) and Sebastian not actually being interested. But Jeff was a good friend, and an even better drinking buddy, so Sebastian was at least relieved he didn't have to put up a face with anybody, especially if he and Patrick couldn't make a strategic exit with the other man probably entertaining an actual date.
When they reached the venue, they got out, waving to the cameras, and answering a few questions from the reporters. Simple stuff, like how important this night was, who he brought, that kind of thing. He knew these events were important for raising money, but if Patrick and him weren't who they were, nobody would care. But at least they could use their positions for could and help some people along the way.
When they walked in and Sebastian saw the reaction, he had to stop himself from wincing or rolling his eyes, or both. Instead he just gave a polite wave and nod to the crowd, knowing there would be plenty of time later to make a speech and thank people, encourage them to donate or whatever else would be needed. "C'mon, let's get a drink. I need it to get through this." He muttered to Jeff, nodding over to the bar, knowing it would take them awhile to get over there with people stopping him along the way.
The Wrong Date? || Sebtrick (September 2023)
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And don't worry, I won't tell anybody how much you clearly need glasses.
Don't worry. I won't tell anyone you have the biggest puppy eyes ever known to man.
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Sebastian smoothed out the lapel of his jacket, looking over at himself in the mirror. The gala was black tie, which meant a more formal suit than one he'd normally opt for. So tonight it was a tuxedo, he'd gone for classic navy tuxedo with a black lapel and tie. He slid his finger under the collar, pulling it a bit to loosen it just slightly without making it obvious and then grabbed his phone as it dinged. He glanced down at the message, seeing Jeff had just messaged to say he was ready to go. Jeff, who he'd asked to be his date only because he'd heard that Patrick had been taking one to the gala and he didn't want to be the only one of the two of them without a date.
He gave a thumbs up then slid his phone in the inner pocket of his jacket and headed out to the corridor to meet Jeff. They were both staying on the same floor of the hotel, but separate rooms of course because Jeff wasn't actually his date and for all the jest about offering to give him a blowjob for his troubles, that certainly wasn't happening tonight. "You clean up nice, Sterling," he said, giving the man a wink, to which Jeff laughed. "Yeah, yeah, alright. Come on, let's get going. You know I'm only in it for the free drinks." Sebastian nodded, as they headed downstairs to meet the limo that was waiting for them to take them to the gala.
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The Wrong Date? || Sebtrick (September 2023)
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Sebastian Self Para || Plus Ones
Sebastian was... not disappointed (well at least, not that he would admit out loud), but mildly put out. He'd got a message from the event organisers him and Patrick had been dealing with for their latest event, asking if he could confirm if he was bringing a plus one as Patrick had. He'd just assumed neither would be bringing a plus one and that they'd end up hooking up in a back room at some point during the night.
It had somewhat become just something they did now, whenever they happened to be in the same place (which wasn't that often really, with most of the work done for the foundation not needing to be done in person now). It had become convenient, and it was fun.
So now here Sebastian was, having to find his own plus one to an event because he couldn't let Patrick show up with a plus one and not him. So he signed, pulling out his phone and scrolling through a few people, debating who to call.
"I need a favour," he said, when the other man answered the call.
"Hello to you too, Bas."
"Yeah, yeah. Hello Jeff. I need you to be my date to a gala."
"I'm sorry?"
"You look good in a tux."
"I know that, what I don't know is why you want me to be your date somewhere. Is this your way of asking me out?"
Sebastian let out a snort of laughter, "no. But I can't go to the gala without a plus one and you won't get the wrong idea. But if you want I'll suck your dick as a thank you."
"I'm not gay," Jeff said mildly, though didn't seem offended by Sebastian's proposition.
"Funny. I seem to recall at least three separate occasions when your dick has been in my mouth. What do you call that then?"
"Youthful experimentation. I'm a mature man now."
"Uh-huh. Whatever. Can you please just be my date?"
"What's the gala for anyway?"
"It's for the foundation, the launch of the new initiative. You know how rich people love to splash their money around."
"Okay - but what do you need a plus one for?"
"I can't go alone."
"You've gone alone before."
"Yes but this is ... different."
"How?"
"Patrick has a plus one."
"Ahh."
"Ahh? What do you mean ahh?"
"I mean you're fucking him, so you're jealous and want to try one up him by bringing a date."
"I'm not jealous. I couldn't care less who he's taking to galas, or fucking, or hell, dating."
"Then go alone."
"..."
"See. You're jealous."
"At most, I am annoyed by a potential convenient fuck being removed from my evening. You know what, never mind. I'll ask Ni-"
"Bas, it's fine. I'll be your date. Just send me the details."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But I reserve the right to tell you I told you so."
"About what?"
"You'll see."
With that, Jeff hung up, and left Sebastian staring at the phone in confusion. But then he shrugged, texting Jeff the details of the gala.
At least that one was one thing sorted.
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My puppy dog eyes? Please.
What can I say? I'm a sucker for someone's puppy eyes when it's obvious they can't get enough of this.
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Well, I certainly didn't hear you complaining in London last week ;)
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Sebastian watched as Patrick pushed himself off him, laying on the bed next to him. He looked sideways at him and laughed, "yeah, well. We've been there too, haven't we?" His mind briefly flashed back to the time at the charity gala, fuelled by champagne, and ending Patrick bent over the piano. Though arguably not their most sensible decision at the time. He pulled off the condom, tying it off and cleaning himself up with the tissues Patrick passed to him. He leaned over the other man to toss it in the trash can on that side of the bed, before laying back down, hands under his head. "Unless you're planning on kicking me out of bed," he looked at him, a quirk of a smile playing on his lips, "I'm wrecked and crashing here."
Santorini Summer || Sebtrick (June 2023)
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Sebastian watched, stared, through his own climax as Patrick's body movements on him hurried and he couldn't help but think it was a sight to see. He fell back on the bed from the way his body had been arched up, looking up at Patrick as the other man rode his own high. When he spoke, he laughed, reaching up to pull Patrick down for a messy kiss. When they broke apart he smirked up at him, "mmm... I think you're right. How silly we spent all those years arguing when we could have just been fucking instead. Or both," he winked at him.
Santorini Summer || Sebtrick (June 2023)
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Sebastian groaned, feeling the marks Patrick's fingers were making his skin, every touch electrifying. But the moment he slowed a little, he caught Patrick's face and was about to say something when he was caught off guard, the other man flipping them quickly. "Enfoiré," he muttered with a laugh, making a weak attempt to free his wrists from Patrick's grip, but more for show than anything. He was hardly complaining with the way Patrick leaned forward, switching the angle up, as he kissed him roughly.
"Fuck," he gasped when Patrick broke the kiss, feeling his hands freed as the other man sat up, moving on his cock in a way that really should be illegal. His hands reached forward, gripping Patrick's hips to centre himself as the man continued to ride his cock. "I'm not..." He bit back his words, instead watching as Patrick's cock bobbed in time with the man's movements, his own fingernails digging in to the skin of Patrick's hips as he felt his climax reach him, as he arched his body, pressing deep up and into Patrick.
Santorini Summer || Sebtrick (June 2023)
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Sebastian could feel the way Patrick's fingers dug into his shoulders, knowing he would have a mark there in the morning but it wasn't like he cared about that now, nor would it be the first time that would happen in a hook up. He groaned as Patrick pulled on his hair, their bodies moving together as one as he continued to thrust back and forth, deep into Patrick. He found himself thinking that Patrick looked good like this - looking up at him, with his face twisted in pleasure. He pushed the thought out of his mind that told him he probably wouldn't say no to seeing it again, because it was a sight to see. Instead he focused his energy in the way his body was moving, now at a slamming pace. Patrick's hard cock was pressed between them, he could feel it against his body. He slipped his hand between them, wrapping it around Patrick's cock and started to pump his hand, almost in time with his body's movements.
Santorini Summer || Sebtrick (June 2023)
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