'Sebson' - Began with a Bang

Part 9 - Hiding, Finding

It's been a while!
Here's a longer chapter for ya'll! :D
Note: a few sexual references implied.

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"Ta-dah!"

Jenson exclaimed as he removed his hand from his lovers eyes. The Briton smiled deviously, excitedly as he watched the astounded face of his German partner.

"Jenson did..." The younger man asked surprised.

"Do this myself? I sure did"

Sebastian looked around the complete private room Jenson had hired for the evening. At the well colour coordinated napkins and table cloth; he admired the choice and arrangement of glasses, already filled with awaiting wine. He looked at the food, smelled the food, could already taste the mouth watering prize just a metres before him.

"Oh, and the food, also produced by me" Jenson said and winked as Sebastian had allowed him to manoeuvre him to their seats. Once seated, Sebastian began with the questions...

"How did you get this place looking so..."

"Magnificent? Well, Mr. Button does have some hidden talents, plus it is Monaco so you'd expect the glamour". He finished and softly but most comfortably smiled at the darker haired man. He pointed towards the food in front of him and exclaimed 'dig in'.

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"I must say Mr. Button. That was not bad" Seb confessed when finished cleaning himself with a napkin.

"What can I say, cooking is one of my hidden talents". Both men laughed, somewhat nervously as Jenson picked up his glass. "To us, and my kick-you-in-the-crotch fantastically handsome boyfriend".

"Yeah, I can go with that" Seb laughed and picked up his glass as they loudly connected in the empty room. They swiftly raised their perfectly tinted glasses and took a 'carefulnottodrinktomuch' sip before laying the glass back onto the table and Sebastian wiping his lips in the process, Jenson seemed too excited. "So, why did you plan this night?"

Jenson raised his head in the most cinematic way possible "well" He scooted a little further in his seat. "I wanted to celebrate us" Seb seemed oddly confused, Jenson elaborated "I wanted to show you how much you mean to me, and how much I love you". The Germans expression seemed to enlighten ever so slightly, gradually building the confused frown into a heart-shattering smile "I love you Seb".
Jenson reached his arms to lay on the table, waiting for Sebastian to take his hands in his. Once Seb's smile had reached breaking point, he too lifted his arms, but before he could join their hands together, he misjudgingly connected with his wine glass, resulting in a fully soaked crotch.

"Ah, shi- " Sebastian began to yell. He looked down at his wrecked at utterly embarrassing mess on his suit pants. Jenson hurriedly got up from his seating position; grabbing a few napkins with him. Seb shook his hands violently. "Well that's just great".

Jenson gave the few remaining napkins to his lover before he narrowed his gaze to the outline the wetness had caused. "oh" pulling the napkins back from Sebastian, he unwanted-ley smiled. "I don't see why you're complaining about that, I mean, all the better for me". He once again winked at the other man.

Seb narrowed his eyes, "just give me the napkins".

Jenson watched as the German roughly swiped the cloth over the wet patches of his suit trousers. He seemed fondly impressed, and not lastly a little turned on.

"What a way to end the night huh?" Seb stood up, threw his back down annoyingly as they hit his thighs and laughed unintentionally.

"Who says it has to end?" The Briton moved closer so he could thread his arms through the perfectly situated gap of Seb's arm and body. "In fact, I think I'd like to see you without those trousers on" he ran his hand gently over Seb's forehead to remove a piece of hair that stuck out before softly placing his forehead there instead. "What'd ya say?".

"I'd say" Seb gripped Jenson's tie desperately "get on with it!". He used the tie to pull the taller man towards him and roughly press their mouths together in an almost last day on earth kiss that had Jenson trembling from the start. His surprised reaction came and went too fast as he found himself pushing his lover against the table; fighting for dominance.

Sebastian had to put his arms back on the table to keep himself upright as Jenson's lips were licking, tasting, teasing the sensitive spot on his neck. He moaned delightfully before trying to mumble any kind of words. "Jenson-" he racked his hand up the taller mans back, up his neck and threaded his fingers into the Britons soft hair "Jense- " and Jenson was finally able to move back ever so slightly to let out an audible reply - 'yeah' "Take me back to yours". Sebastian said willingly.

Jenson smiled wider than he ever has before as he softly looked into his partners eyes. He put his hand into his pocket and grabbed whatever cash he had and threw it on the table; Seb grabbed his hand and pulled him away...

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Next thing you know Jenson is being pushed back onto the couch at Jenson owned apartment in Monaco. Falling with quite some aggressiveness as Sebastian climbs on top, straddling, trapping his parter, proving that he too can be the kinky type. He immediately dived into the exposed skin of Jenson's smooth neck by a slipped top button of his dress shirt. He heard a soft, almost struggled moan as he sucked harder into the neck of his lover, who had his hands gripping tightly to the back of Sebastian shirt, pulling with eagerness.

Whilst pleasuring his partner, Seb reached for Jenson's shirt buttons and began with the first, then the next, and the next until Sebastian had the chance to push the white shirt off his body and enjoy the view of his beautiful half naked partner laid out willingly beneath him. So, completely, hot.

Before too long his shirt had also been removed as he worked the belt and zipper there of Jenson's pants.

He stopped for a brief moment.

He took a deep breathe and froze scarily for at least 30 seconds "hey.. Seb ..?". He was almost out of his trance as Jenson eyed him confusingly. The frightened but somewhat desperate expression on Sebastian's face made him understand. "It's okay Seb, we can slow down".

The German spoke "I don't want to disappoint you" he shyly announced. "I mean, this will be my first time, with you! With any guy. I just want to make a good first impression".

"You don't need to prove anything to me Seb, there's no way you'd ever disappoint me". They both looked deep into each other's eyes. Jenson sat up and grabbed Sebastian by his shoulder and pursed there lips together in a wanting and Meaningful kiss.
Sebastian had carefully pushed his partner back down onto the bed and hovered over him once more, savouring every taste from Jenson. Every touch, every time Jenson would lightly run his hand over his thigh and grab his hair a little too hard, he loved it.

Jenson grabbed his shoulders so that he could roll them over so that he now attained the dominance and reached for the few remaining buttons on his shirt.

Before Jenson could even pull the shirt off his partner, there was a heavy thud at the door, then two other people came stumbling in, aggressively reaching and tugging on clothing and lips seeming securely locked.

The couple on the couch got up instantly; Jenson shot up as Sebastian tried to cover himself. The new arrival couple looked at the pair...

Kimi had Jessica pushed against the door and his hands in her shirt, lips sealed for now before Jenson rushed forwards and pulled the man off her.

"What the hell are you doing on my girlfriend!?" Jenson exclaimed.

"Couldn't even make it too the bed, huh?".

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To be continued.