Just a Bit Wicked

Sebastian walked into the apartment, locked the door, took off his Chelsea boots, and let out a sigh of relief.He loved the boots, but new shoes were not always comfortable, and his toes were stiff after wearing them all day.He flexed his toes and walked towards the bedroom.

In the dark, someone was sitting on his bed.He screamed.

"It's me," Vlad said.

Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief.He pressed his hand to his chest, feeling his heart beating rapidly. "God, you scared me! Waiting for someone in someone's bedroom without turning on the light, at least say something. It's scary. No one at home should wait outside the door."

"You left the balcony door open."

Sebastian turned on the light. "That's the second floor."

Vlad shrugged and glanced at him as if to say "so what".

Sebastian was amused, and then his smile froze.What's wrong with him?Vlad's "off the beaten track" hobbies were not exactly popular.not at all.These hobbies suck.Vlad was a very, very bad guy.

"Okay." He stared at Vlad inquiringly, took off his coat, and threw it on the chair. "Why are you here so early? Shouldn't you be guarding Luke?"

"Romain is back. My contract is up."

Sebastian felt a tightness in his chest.

After a while, he cautiously asked in a chatty tone: "That is to say, you are leaving England?"

Vlad's blue eyes studied him intently.

Sebastian put on as natural an expression as he could and started to unbutton his shirt.

Vlad finally spoke: "No. Roman has resumed my duties, and I am still his security director."

Sebastian had been holding his breath, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.This sense of relief filled him with horror.It's none of his business, he shouldn't feel that way.

"That's... good." He said, shaking off the shirt lightly.He was a little at a loss.He didn't know where they were now after that weird night - Vlad had shown him that intense, primal possessiveness.He likes that.He liked that feeling so much, even though he knew he shouldn't. "I mean, it's pretty good for you, isn't it?"

Vlad shrugged.Even though Sebastian was standing half naked in front of him, he still only stared at his face.

"Did you tell Luke about this?" Vlad asked. "Have you ever told anyone else?"

Sebastian frowned. "What's up?"

"It's just about you and me." Vlad said emphatically.

"Of course not." Sebastian frowned. "Luke knows nothing but what he's seen." He pursed his lips. "I didn't tell anyone - oh Antonio, but you did agree to have a threesome with him, so it was a last resort. But I would never come out for anyone unless I had explicit permission. That's not good."

Vlad was still staring at him, oddly intense.

"What's wrong?" Sebastian asked.

Vlad's face tensed. "I don't feel comfortable—it's not supposed to be known. First the Italian, now Luke and Roman."

Sebastian's jeans had just come down to his thighs when his hands froze.He sticks out his tongue to moisten his lips, and the feeling of wanting to throw up is rolling in his body.

It finally came.

"If you're uncomfortable, let's forget about it. It's no big deal." He managed to chuckle a few times. "Dating sex is for fun, no worries. It's not the same thing if you can't have fun, right?"

Maybe that's what's best for them.There is no longer a carefree relationship between them.totally not.

"Yes." Vlad replied.His eyes were still locked on Sebastian's face.

"Fine," Sebastian forced a small smile, trying to ignore the emptiness in his chest.He is not disappointed, nor sad.he does not.He is very good.He'd always known that Vlad would one day freak out and turn back into "normal straight."Vlad was no different than Mike.Sebastian was already mentally prepared.That's what "mutually independent" is all about.Vlad had warned him about this.angry?frustrated?He has no reason to do that.

"You know where the door is," he said.

Vlad remained seated on the bed.Sebastian felt a little stupid.

"Goodbye," Sebastian said sharply, a cloud of anger starting to burn in him.Why couldn't Vlad just go away?He looks around the room. "I have to feed the cat."

Why was Hermione hiding when he needed her?

Finally, Vlad stood up and walked towards the door.His steps were slow and heavy.

Suddenly, he stopped.There was tension in his shoulders and back.Gritting his teeth and cursing something, he walked towards Sebastian, cupped his face tightly, kissed him, and demanded him roughly.This kiss was mixed with desire and urgency, mixed with painful anger and despair, which broke Sebastian's heart, a little bit.Just go here.That's it.

Vlad sucked on his lower lip, his hand pinching hard on Sebastian's ass. "Get me out," he said hoarsely, kissing the corner of Sebastian's lips. "Please, get me out." He kissed the corner of the other lip, then stuck his tongue in again.His hands slipped into Sebastian's panties, pressing their agitated bodies against each other.

"No," Sebastian said weakly.

Vlad kissed deeper, his arms wrapped around him firmly.

"No," Sebastian was more determined, pushing against Vlad's chest.

Vlad froze, his body tensed to the brim.

Finally, he stepped back, looking at Sebastian like a man dying of thirst looking at a well, his hands clenched into fists.

Sebastian closed his eyes.inhale.exhale.open your eyes.

"You can't do this." He put his jeans back on, out of Vlad's sight. "I can't do this, I can't do it again. I know you can't figure it out, but it's not fair to me, Vlad. You can't keep playing me around. I can't—I won't let you. You If you're uncomfortable, if you're scared, forget it, we're done."

Vlad clenched his jaw and nodded, clasping his hands behind his back. "You're right. Sorry, it's just—" He shook his head. "Nothing. I have a problem, not you."

Sebastian nodded apprehensively, wrapping his arms around himself. "I don't hate you," he said.Something stuck in his throat. "Not annoying anymore. I'm glad we can talk it out like sensible adults. I guess... I guess if you stayed in London we'd still be friends?"

Vlad stared at him strangely.After a while, he said, "Okay, what can't be done."

Sebastian licked his lips and looked around for something to say. "So you're moving out of Luke's?"

"Yes. I do need a place to live."

"The apartment next door is empty," Sebastian blurted out, and then he wanted to kick himself.

"Thanks. I'll have to check it out when I have time." Vlad put on his jacket.

Sebastian knew he wasn't going.They can never be friends or neighbors.They never can.

That's really it.

"Well," Sebastian nodded self-consciously, swallowing back the sudden choking that blocked his throat. "See you later."

Their eyes met.For a moment, none of them ducked.Instant forever.

I could have loved you.

If there is another kind of life, they could hold hands and be with each other, positive and bright, they will not be cut off easily, and they will not cause harm.Perhaps in another life, Vlad's upbringing no longer made him hate his own essence.Perhaps in another life, Sebastian no longer daunted by love, but allowed himself to believe in love again and accept love.

In another life.

Not the kind they're going through.

Vlad turned and left.

The door closed behind Vlad.Sebastian fell down on the bed hearing the sound, his eyes wide open in a daze, his throat was swollen and sore.