Just a Bit Wicked

The drive back to London was particularly dreary.Sebastian turned on the radio, and Vlad sat in the back seat, dark glasses hiding his expression.That impeccable black suit made him look like a standard perfect bodyguard, except that a perfect bodyguard wouldn't sleep with his wards and then slump for hours.They haven't talked since they finished last night.This morning Sebastian's parents were too embarrassed to look at him or Vlad, blushing.Julia just shook her head with a sigh.Instead of joking about it, she made Sebastian feel worse—a sign that his sister was genuinely worried.

He is also worried.

Because even now, in broad daylight, his eyes can't stop lingering on Vlad's square jaw, the line that accentuates his full lips, and all kinds of obscene thoughts keep popping up in his mind, like stop Riding on Vlad's lap, he slowly unbuttoned his neat suit.He imagined that he was working on the strong chest and tight abdominal muscles, and then gradually explored——

Sebastian squirmed in the driver's seat, quietly adjusting his crotch, trying to make his movements as inconspicuous as possible.

This hungry body made him very depressed, and he warned himself: Don't act like a teenager.Sleeping with Vlad didn't seem to make the situation better, it made it worse.

Vlad's cell phone rang, breaking the tension in the car.

Sebastian looked back in the rearview mirror.Vlad took off his sunglasses and picked up the phone.

"Yes." Vlad responded with empathy, and suddenly looked in the rearview mirror, meeting Sebastian's gaze.They all looked away quickly.

"Thanks." Vlad finished and hung up the phone.

"I'm an informant in the police," Sebastian didn't expect Vlad to speak up. "One of the group who attacked you yesterday confessed to the police, and another kidnapping plan was intercepted by the police last night. My informant said that the rest of them should be wiped out in a short time."

Oh.

"Then I can finally go home," Sebastian said.

"That cult hasn't been taken down yet," Vlad said.

"I know, but now that there are fewer of them, they're less dangerous," Sebastian said.Bullies always get together to feed each other's hatred and anger, but most of them are cowards too afraid to go it alone.

Vlad didn't object, Sebastian couldn't read his expression.

A new thought popped into Sebastian's mind, and he bit his lip.If—no, it must be—when he moved back home, he wouldn't have to put up with Vlad anymore.In fact, he'll likely never see him again, unless he goes to Luke.

He didn't feel relieved by it, and the thought...was a bit strange.He's gotten used to being around Vlad in such a short amount of time, used to the little thrills he gets every time he annoys Vlad, used to—

Sebastian shook his head with an awkward expression.The farther the distance between them the better.What happened last night proved that as long as Vlad is involved, his self-control is gone. As long as Vlad wants him, he will eventually lie obediently under Vlad.Thinking of this, he became angry from embarrassment.

"I'll move out as soon as the remnants of them are cleared," Sebastian said.

Vlad was silent, nothing could be read from his face.Seeing his flawless expression, Sebastian couldn't believe that he had entered this person before, and just last night.

But it's true.Yes.

He didn't know what Vlad was thinking, but judging from Vlad's background and growth environment, under the calm appearance, he was probably going crazy.

Sebastian felt a pang of sympathy.He knows how lucky he is to have such an enlightened and supportive family.Growing up in an environment that was hostile and oppressive to his nature...he couldn't imagine.

Maybe he can be sympathetic, but that doesn't mean he has to like this person.Because he doesn't like it, he doesn't.Even though it was hard for him to hate Vlad after learning about his childhood, Sebastian still didn't like him.And he definitely didn't have a crush on him.

The thought made Sebastian blush and sink at the same time.The sooner he stays away from Vlad, the better for everyone.If there's one thing Vlad and Mike are alike — and all evidence suggests they do have one thing in common — it's that he desperately suppresses his same-sex desires and pretends to be "normal" for the rest of his life.

Sebastian's phone vibrates in his pocket, interrupting his thoughts.

"Damn," he looked at the congested street, muttered softly, and awkwardly took out his cell phone from his pocket.He turned on the speakerphone and put his hands back on the steering wheel.He has always had no confidence in his driving skills.

"Hi, baby." The speaker had a heavy Italian accent.It's an old acquaintance.

Sebastian smiled. "Hi, Antonio."

He entered the modeling business around the same time as Antonio Bonaventura and had known each other for several years.Sebastian doesn't think of them as friends, but they're good acquaintances—sometimes they hook up when they're in the same city.

Sebastian smiled as he listened to Antonio's rambling chatter in cadenced tones.Antonio was gossiping a bit, but it didn't hurt.

"I'm in London next week," Antonio concluded. "I was in contact with Armani, but Dewar offered an undeniable price. Can I live in your house? You know I hate staying in hotels. And we can catch up." The ambiguity in his tone made him feel know what's going on. "I miss you so much, beauty."

Sebastian dismissed his words, but before he could open his mouth, he felt hot breath in his ears.

"Don't let him come." Vlad looked into Sebastian's eyes in the rearview mirror.

what?

"Don't let him come," Vlad repeated more firmly, putting a hand on Sebastian's shoulder, fingers brushing his bare throat.

Sebastian swallowed.What the hell is Vlad up to?

"Sorry, Tony, but I don't think I'll be home next week," he replied.This is true.He didn't say no because of Vlad or anything.

"Oh, well. Can we still meet up? I've always missed your pretty face."

"No problem." Sebastian ignored the pain in Vlad's shoulder.Fuck it Vlad. "Text me anytime."

"Okay baby, I will. Ciao!"

The other party picked up the line.

Vlad let go of his shoulders and leaned back in his chair.

"What the hell are you doing?" Sebastian snapped.

"There are also cult members who have not been arrested. It is too reckless to show up with other gay models at this time."

Vlad spoke calmly and sounded quite reasonable, as if Sebastian was the one making the fuss.

Sebastian pursed his lips. "But Antonio and I don't need to go out to have fun," he said with a smile. "His dick is hot."

He frowned as soon as he finished speaking.That last sentence is completely redundant.Did he really want to piss off Vlad?What does he want?Make Vlad jealous?

Damn, maybe Vlad was right, he did act like a little boy who was ecstatic.God, Sebastian can't remember ever acting so ridiculously for a man.No, he did remember, he acted like an idiot to Mike too.

Realizing this, anxiety made his insides crumble into a ball.Maybe he should really call Antonio and have a date with him.He needs a shot at his stupidity.

"You say you're double, but you keep talking about your second child," Vlad said, looking sideways out of the window. "You can actually be hard on Nina."

"I'm bisexual." Sebastian wondered how Vlad could talk about his ex-girlfriend so casually. "Let's just say I know a guy who is just like me - likes guys most of the time, women only occasionally - but he thinks he's gay and I think I'm bi, and we're both right." He sighed. "Of course, some people will say that I am not brave enough to admit that I am gay, but this is nonsense. Yes, I prefer men, probably, [-]%; but sometimes I am really attracted to women, so..." He shrugged. "Bisexuality is so much more than half-and-half. Very few bisexuals have the same sexual interest in men and women. But no matter what, how people define themselves is none of other people's business. The important thing is to be yourself. honest."

"Are you mocking me?" Vlad asked.

"Sit right," Sebastian whispered.

Silence fell again and lasted for a while.

"Don't sleep with that Italian," Vlad said suddenly.

Sebastian glanced at him in the rearview mirror.Vlad was still looking out the window, his body was filled with a deep tension, almost palpable.

Is he really jealous?

Just thinking about it gave Sebastian a burst of pleasure.This is not good.

"Why not?" Sebastian asked.

Vlad pursed his lips.

The sharp horn of the car broke the tension, and Sebastian turned his eyes back to the road ahead, narrowly avoiding a car accident. "Thank you for your honest answer," he said sarcastically.Vlad's strange attitude began to make him very angry.

Vlad remained silent.

as he likes.It doesn't matter.Sebastian wouldn't touch that.If Vlad was trying to convince himself he was straight, Sebastian wouldn't disagree.He's tired of people who insist they don't like gays until their jaws shatter.It won't be long before he's moving out of Luke's apartment, and he won't see Vlad again, which is... a good thing.This is a good thing.