ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ ɪɴ ʜɪs ᴏωɴ ᴍɪɴᴅ;
“Self-sufficiency is the greatest of all wealth.”

Sebastian Smythe. Law student, hot gay guy, great lay, King to Hunter Clarington's kingdom.

Pride is a personal commitment. It is an attitude which separates excellence from mediocrity.
— William Blake ♕

Reunion || Julian, Sebastian, & Hunter

iamjulianlarson:

             [ After nearly three weeks of trying to coordinate a good time, Julian was fed up with waiting. He was tired of moping around in his apartment. Since the mistake of visiting Logan, his nightmares had been getting worse. Maybe it was an effect of his loneliness. Maybe it was all in his head.

               Either way, he was bored and frustrated, and he needed to get out of his apartment. So he went to Sebastian’s. He called up his driver and asked to be taken there, since his mother refused to let him ride the subway alone—mostly due to the fact that he was still in recovery, but partly because he was still a well-known face.

               He arrived at Sebastian’s apartment building in the evening, but still had to wait for the front desk to call up and see who was home. Luckily, someone answered and gave him permission to come up. As soon as the receptionist nodded, Julian didn’t wait before heading over to the elevators and taking one up to Sebastian’s floor.

               The entire trip up, he tapped his fingers against the railing impatiently. The elderly woman in the elevator seemed rather annoyed, but he couldn’t be bothered to care. Once they had reached the right floor, he practically bolted from the elevator and immediately scanned the walls for the number Sebastian had given him.

               It didn’t take him more than thirty seconds to find it. But as he stood in front of the door, fist poised to knock, he hesitated. What if this was going to be a repeat of what happened at Logan’s? No. This would be different. Sebastian had talked to him. Everything would be fine. So he knocked. ]

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    — { ♠ } ιɴтer had never been what Sebastian considered his favorite time of the year or even anywhere near that, as it usually made people clingy. But now that he had Hunter, it wasn’t really bad. Especially considering it’d been a while since they last had sex like this

     нey had been cuddling yet another time, with Sebastian about to tell Hunter to put his book away when the intercom rang. With a resigned sigh, he kissed Hunter’s shoulder and left the bed to answer, surprised when the receptionist told him Julian was there. He’d thought the other had already given up on visiting him but he was wrong, clearly.

     αllιɴɢ to Hunter that they had a visitor coming in, he took a glance around to make sure they hadn’t forgotten anything thrown around — a condom, for instance — and was about to go back to his computer when there was finally a knock on the door, which he almost promptly answered.

   ❝ Well, look at who’s back at the Land of the Living, ❞ he drawled with a raised eyebrow and a grin, stepping aside so Julian could walk in. —

askcaptainclarington:

I do that on my own accord, sir.

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I hope that taught you.

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askcaptainclarington:

Yes, but you see, I’m not under your command. I do not have to take orders from you.

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You don’t have to have sex with me either but hey, your call.

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askcaptainclarington:

I should? Why’s that?

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Because I told you to.

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askcaptainclarington:

Yes, really.

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Maybe you should test that.

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askcaptainclarington:

Of course I can.

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Oh, really?

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askcaptainclarington:

Doesn’t mean I haven’t done it though.

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But can you do it now?

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askcaptainclarington:

I can, because I already have. The amount of times I’ve persuaded you into doing other things with me is countless.

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Well, I’ve done it countless times plus one, so…

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Ordinary Love
by U2 + 261,373 plays

askcaptainclarington:

Hm. Is that so?

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Yeah.

Unless you can prove that I’m wrong, that is.

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