"You're not funny, Sebastian," Julian said with a roll of his eyes, his focus unwavering on the ancient scrolls sprawled across the library table. His quill danced over the parchment, transcribing the cryptic symbols into a more modern language.
Sebastian leaned against the bookshelf, watching Julian's furrowed brow with a smirk. "Oh, but I am. You're just too busy to appreciate it." He picked up a random book titled "The Unseen History of the Nomes" and flipped through it, his eyes glazing over the dense text.
Julian ignored him, his hand moving swiftly across the page as he translated the ancient language. Sebastian, on the other hand, couldn't help but let his thoughts wander to more... physical pleasures. He stepped closer, placing the book down and running his hand over the small of Julian's back. Julian jumped at the sudden contact, his quill making a jagged line across the parchment.
"What do you think you're doing?" Julian snapped, trying to keep his voice down in the quiet library.
Sebastian stepped closer, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm just trying to make your job more... enjoyable." He leaned in, his breath warm against Julian's neck, and whispered, "Let's take a break, hmm?"
Julian's cheeks flushed, but he pushed Sebastian away gently. "I don't have time for your games." He took a deep breath, trying to refocus on his work. "I need to get this done."
Sebastian's smirk grew wider as he stepped back, his eyes trailing down to Julian's crotch, where a noticeable bulge was forming. "Looks like you've got something else you need to take care of," he said with a teasing lilt in his voice.
Julian shot him a glare, but it was clear he was affected. He took a deep breath and turned back to his scrolls, willing himself to ignore the distraction. "Sebastian, please. This is important."
Sebastian pouted, his eyes darkening with a hint of frustration. He knew he was pushing it, but Julian was just too tempting in his stern work mode. "Fine," he murmured, retreating to the other side of the room to grab a book that actually held his interest.
Though he couldn't actually focus on the book, he got a wicked idea as he sat in the chair and started touching himself through his pants. Julian's eyes snapped up, and he couldn't help but stare as Sebastian's hand moved against his crotch. Sebastian met his gaze, smirking as he watched Julian's reaction. "What's the matter, darling?" he asked, his voice a seductive purr. "Can't resist a little show?"
Julian swallowed hard, his hand tightening on the quill. "Sebastian, I told you, I need to work."
Sebastian's smirk grew bolder. "Oh, but you're not working now, are you?" He unbuckled his belt, pulling down his zipper and freeing his hard cock. Julian's eyes widened as Sebastian began to stroke himself, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the otherwise silent library.
Julian's resolve began to crack. His own cock was straining against his jeans, and the sight of Sebastian touching himself so brazenly was almost too much to bear. "Sebastian, please," he murmured, his voice shaking with need.
Sebastian chuckled, standing up and walking towards Julian with a predatory grace. He leaned over the table, his hand still moving on his cock, and whispered, "I've had enough of your attitude." Julian's breath hitched as Sebastian's thumb grazed his cheek. "You're always so focused on work, why not have some fun."
Julian's eyes darted to the scrolls, then back to Sebastian. He knew he should be upset, but the desire burning in his core was too strong to ignore. He leaned back in his chair, watching as Sebastian stepped between his legs. The scent of leather and sandalwood filled the space between them as Sebastian's hand reached for the hem of Julian's shirt. Julian's eyes closed briefly as the cool fabric was lifted away, exposing his skin to the cool library air.
