#all the baby RAs taking diligent notes

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Fall training in a nutshell

[smythesm]

Come Be My Teacher-Seblaine

Mini Para: - Come Be My Teacher

Rating: PG-13.

Pairing: Seblaine.

When: Sunday, May 24, 2020

Location: Sebastian’s (And Blaine’s) Cambridge apartment.

Notes: We had an idea and decided to do a little mini para in which Blaine catches Sebastian dancing and things get a little hot and heavy.

Warnings: Some dirty words and a lead up to smut.

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian was good at dancing. He had never taken any lessons but could always easily pick up choreography and taught himself how to do flips when he was a Warbler. Seb always found himself dancing when he was out, even if it was just a little shuffle of his legs and the swing of his hips a partner always found him. Dancing was an easy way to get attention. He used to love going out and dancing with random boys and girls, the bass reverberating inside of his skull for hours after he had left the sweat slick, technicolor dance floor. Now, he had Blaine to dance with and the two of them still got a lot of attention when they were in sync together under a wash of blue and green lights, the pleasant thrum of a shot of vodka under his skin, the other man’s strong hands guiding his hips to a sexy beat. 

Often when Seb was bored, he’d find himself re watching music videos to teach himself the choreography. He wasn’t sure when he started doing this when he was bored but, he could remember teaching himself the “Getcha Head in the Game” choreography when he was about 11 and he knew almost every Lady GaGa routine he could find on Youtube. Sebastian liked dance moves that were athletic and hard hitting, he loved the challenge of learning an entire routine. If he found himself watching a music video on repeat, he ended up picking up the moves and would become obsessed until he knew the entire dance number. It didn’t matter that he didn’t show any of the routines off, they weren’t for anybody but himself. He loved the ache in his muscles from dancing all day, the triumph of mastering a move, the effortless flow when all of the moves came together, and the satisfaction of a tired body. Sebastian liked teaching himself choreography because it was cut and dry; here are the moves, here are the beats, this is when you move, stop when the song ends. 

Blaine had been gone pretty much the whole weekend. His dad had dragged him out to meet Elders in England. They usually had the weekends together, always had something planned out to do together. Sometimes it was as simple as watching a tv show together or as extravagant as an expensive dinner Sebastian had planned. Whatever it was, Seb always looked forward to the weekends with Blaine. But this weekend was put on pause until Blaine came back. He had popped in for about ten minutes the night before to give Sebastian a goodnight kiss. He had said that his father was keeping an extremely close eye on him and he wouldn’t be able to come back until their business was over. 

So, left to his own devices Sebastian had found himself watching BTS music videos on his tv. He wasn’t necessarily into K-pop and just sort of accidentally stumbled into a rabbit hole. Seb liked what he saw, though. Sure, the boys were beautiful with their candy colored aesthetic and expensive clothing. But the dance moves were captivating and super athletic. He found himself pushing his furniture out of the way and replaying the “Boy with Luv” SNL performance over and over again. He was sure his downstairs neighbors hated when he got this specific itch but he didn’t really care. 

It was about his tenth time through when he was sure he pretty much had it all, with a few of his own personal touches. Man, if he were still in the Warblers, this number would have killed and drove the girls at Crawford County Day crazy. Sebastian took a deep breath before restarting the video one more time to do the whole dance through, he laughed to himself and shook his limbs out before the music started. Ras sat diligently on the couch and watched as the familiar song filled the apartment.

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine had spent the last few days in England with his father getting acquainted with a few of the Elders that preceded over that particular part of the Witches Council. They were some of the oldest living witches around and Blaine was nervous and a little angry that he had to go in the first place. It wasn’t that he hated being a Witch, no, he loved that about himself. He just hated the structure and knowing that he wasn’t allowed to be in love with who he loved. Even though the Fates had a hand in that. 

He’d been forced to keep his calm and smile politely as they talked to him about the plans they had for him next year once his advanced classes were finished. All he could think with each hand he shook and each smile he faked was that he didn’t want it. It was times like this that the reality of his situation with his very human and forbidden boyfriend slapped him in the face. And still he wanted nothing more than to get back to Massachusetts and wrap that very human boyfriend in his arms. He was still coasting on last night's short visit and sneaky kisses and was itching to steal a few more.

When his father finally allowed him to leave, much later than Blaine would have liked, yet earlier than he originally thought, he wasted no time. He stopped off to his room first, checking to see if Freya were around, she wasn’t. She must either be at Seb’s house or out under a sun drenched tree somewhere watching the goings on. He changed his clothes, sick to death of LeFay’s black and purple and pulled on a pair of jeans and a red fitted tee before slipping his feet into his standard white shoes. He briefly thought about stopping to get supplies to make them dinner, but decided he’d rather just wait and see what Seb wanted before doing so. It was surprising enough that he was home so early. The sun was still high in the sky and it was barely dinner time. He gave his curls a once over before putting out deflections and popping himself into Sebastian’s hallway.

 He pushed out calming energies toward Ras, the pup was famous for working himself up when someone knocked or came in. Normally he’d just land in the living room, but he was at least four hours early and he didn’t want to scare Sebastian too much. He could hear the pulse of music thumping through Seb's door, pushed his key into the slot, knocking softly as he turned the handle. He’d have tried to come home hours ago if he’d known what he’d be walking into. His boyfriend was in the living room, dancing. His body was moving in all the right ways. The tight white tee shirt twisting around his torso with each hard hitting, yet somehow sexual move that went along with K-Pop boy bands. Grey sweats, rolled up to expose ankles and the calves of long legs, and hugged Sebastian’s hips in a way that gave Blaine a little thrill all the way down to his cock. His Converse clad feet shuffling at exactly the right moment. 

Blaine stood there for a moment just watching, fixated, a look of awe and pure want gracing his face as he  watched the rhythmic way Sebastian’s body moved. He truly was a piece of work. Each little roll of his boyfriend's hips or roll of his body just as enticing as the last. Seb’s hips moving perfectly in time with the beat. It wasn’t until he felt the little press of a cold nose in his hand that he realized he’d been watching Sebastian dance his way through the rather complex routine twice. He jolted  a little and tore his eyes away from Seb’s seductive form and looked down at the culprit. Ras, of course. Blaine gave the dog a smile and a few pats, his free hand to his lips to shush him. 

He watched for a moment longer, not waiting to interrupted Sebastian's own brand of magic before stepping a little further into the room. He cleared his throat, hoping it didn’t sound as lazy and turned on as he felt.

“Do you give lessons?”

Sebastian’s POV:

Sebastian was really into it. His body easily glided along to the happy beat of the song, perfectly mirrored the boy groups energetic dancing. He was pretty pleased with himself, couldn’t stop smiling as his feet moved, mouthed what words he knew and jumped around effortlessly. He spun around towards the end of the song and heard a cough? That wasn’t part of the song. Sebastian would know, he had only listened to it about fifteen times that day. 

He looked up and almost tripped over his own usually graceful feet when his eyes locked on Blaine. Of course Blaine was here right now, as he was sweating and dancing and blaring k-pop with all of the living room furniture askew. Sebastian caught himself and clutched his hips, his chest heaving a little bit from the exertion of the athletic routine. 

“Can you keep up?” Seb ran a hand through his hair and smiled. It hadn’t been very long that they had been apart but he missed Blaine. “C’mere.” He held out his arms and walked towards his boyfriend to give him a hello kiss. “How long were you standing there?”

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine couldn’t take his eyes off of Sebastian even as he asked his question. He almost instantly regretted interrupting him because Sebastian turned and stopped dancing and Blaine’s show was seemingly over. But, Seb was smiling and sweating and had a happy pulsing energy that Blaine wanted to bottle up and keep for the days when he was sad. Blaine tried to hide the smile fighting to break out on his face but lost the battle. His face split into the biggest grin at Seb’s words and his feet carried him over to his boyfriend. His arms wrapped around Sebastian as he pulled him close and lifted his face for his hello kiss, sighing at their close proximity and just being near Seb.

“You know, I could try. But, no, I doubt it…” He pressed a little closer to Sebastian before speaking again. “I’d rather just watch you, baby.” His voice was low and though he tried to fight it he was completely turned on and caught up in the moment. He pressed his face into the curve of Seb’s neck and kissed the tender spot right below his ear that Seb loved so much. His teeth nipped at the spot gently before allowing his tongue to sneak out to smooth the bite over. He delighted in the little shiver his boyfriend gave. Seb tasted like sweat and that raw energy and it gave Blaine another thrill. 

“Not too long. I’ve watched you do the dance twice, though I could watch you do this all day. Do you have any idea how good you are at this? How good do you look? Your body moves so perfectly, Seb.” Blaine slid his arms from around Sebastian’s waist and let his fingers grip at his hips. He pulled Seb to him, and pressed his hips close so that they could sway a little together. “Do you do this often? I feel a little put out that the only time I’ve seen you like this is when we're on the dance floor. Who knew you had this much in you.”

Sebastian’s POV:

Seb wrapped his arms around Blaine’s neck, “I have faith that you could keep up.” He shivered, a small moan dropped from his lips as Blaine kissed and licked the sensitive spot on his neck. Seb  blinked a few times in an effort to focus on the words that the other man was saying. He shook his head and blinked a few times, his hands fell to play with the hem on Blaine’s tee shirt. Sebastian shrugged and let their bodies move together. “When I’m bored or just restless, or if I’m obsessed with a song.”

He didn’t want to stand in the living room and talk anymore and Blaine knew that. He knew when he nipped at his neck that Sebastian would be totally distracted, especially with all of the adrenaline he had running through his body from dancing. Seb took a small step back and tugged the other man’s shirt up to reveal his tummy. He ran his fingers over the tan skin there for a moment before helping remove his shirt completely, he ditched it on the couch. “You can watch me anytime.” Sebastian stepped back to walk towards the bedroom, removed his shoes and white tee shirt as he went.

Blaine’s POV:

Blaine shrugged, enjoying Seb’s faith in him even if he didn’t have any in himself. Sure, he could dance, but what Seb was doing was a whole different level of athletics. Blaine liked to jog, sometimes boxed to get aggression's out and played instruments. No, dancing like this was Seb’s magic and Blaine couldn’t wait to sneak up on him again. Especially if it got Sebastian looking at Blaine the way he was right now. He could feel him through the thin layers of sweats pressed against his hip. Hard and already ready to go. He nodded, acknowledging what his boyfriend was saying but, at this point, wanting nothing more than to press him down into their bed and use his mouth and fingers to make him dance in a different way. 

“Yeah? I’ll take you up on that.” He bit his lip, trying to keep his tone even, instead it came out low and a little raspy. “Especially if it gets you under me.”

He licked his lips, pouting a little when Sebastian stepped back but it was quickly replaced with a small gasp as Seb’s fingers ghosted over the sensitive skin of his stomach. He lifted his arms, allowing his shirt to come off. From the corner of his eye he could see Ras already making his way over to the clothing item so that he could lie on it like it was a gift. He licked his lips again, watching as Sebastian’s shirt and then shoes disappeared. Blaine followed, his eyes never leaving Sebastian’s lithe body, his hands already coming up to touch any exposed skin as they made their way to the bedroom. He slid his hands down the back of Seb’s sweats, his calloused fingers gripping the enticing curve of Seb’s ass to pull him even closer. His lips closing over Seb’s, his tongue already asking for more and it looked like his show wasn’t over after all.

 /fin.