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Chapter 1
Spring
Jim sat back in his oversized office chair and sipped his tea, watching his prized sniper across the desk. Sebastian ran his hand through his messy blonde hair and sighed. “You can’t be serious, boss.”
“Oh… but I am….” Jim said quietly . His voice didn’t need to be loud to carry through any threats. Sebastian knew him well enough to know he was serious. Deadly so.
Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose. “What kind of a sick and twisted game is this Jim?”
“I assure you, Sebby darling, this isn’t a game.”
“You aren’t kidding… are you?” Seb said. He shook his head with a sigh. “So… I have to kill the target and I have to use these…” he gestured to the three items on the desk between them, “things do it?”
Jim smiles and nods, sipping at his tea. “Yes, Sebastian.” His voice had a little bit of ice in it. Seb rolled his eyes.
“Fine.” he said, standing up and picking up each item in turn. He put them each in his pocket. He walked around the desk and bent down to kiss Jim on the lips. “Alright love. Please don’t forget to empty the dishwasher. And order take away. You need to eat and I’m not cooking.” He kissed him again. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Bastian.” Jim said with genuine smile. One that he only ever showed to his husband. “I’ll see you later. Be careful, alright?”
“Of course.” he said, stealing another kiss.
Seb walked to the door and opened it. Jim’s office looked out onto the bullpen of their suite of offices. Several of the other members of Jim’s employ , were sitting around. They were drinking their tea and playing cards. Seb turned and looked at Jim. “Oh… and Jim? Switch out the laundry please. I’m not going to be ironing your pants because you couldn’t be assed to fold them before they wrinkled.” he said with a smile.
A few members of the team snickered and a few others rolled their eyes. Seb didn’t even blink or flinch when the knife skimmed the side of his neck. It stuck with twang in the wall near the dart board. Seb’s hand reached up and wiped away the bit of blood that had come with the flick of the knife.
“Your aim is improving, love!” he called out with a chuckle.
Jim was sitting in his bed, the lights low, reading. Sebastian had managed to get him to set aside time each night to do something Jim had long ago considered boring . But two years later, Jim was still spending time doing ordinary things. Like reading before turning in for the night. Sebastian came in through the front door. Stopping to grab a bottle of water out of the kitchen and sort out the post before he went into the bedroom. Seb flopped onto the end of the bed, exhausted. He barely closed his eyes before Jim managed to stretch out his legs and kick him to the floor.
“Jesus Jim! What the hell?” Seb asked as he sat up and rubbed his elbow where it hit the floor.
“I just changed the linens. You are disgusting. You are not coming to bed without a shower.” Jim said, licking his finger and turning the page of his book.
“ Really ? I’m exhausted. I managed to kill your target with the three items you gave me. It wasn’t easy. But it’s done.” Seb said as he stood up and stretched. He looked over at Jim and smiled. “Did you eat?”
“I ate, Sebastian.” Jim said with a little edge of annoyance in his voice. He put his book aside and looked at Seb, his eyes just a little wide. “So… are you going to tell me how you did it?”
“Oh… you want to know?” Seb asked, as he began to undress. Jim rolled his eyes and Seb smiled, finally having the upper hand in their conversation. “Well… I could just make you wait until you see the report, you know.”
Seb walked into the bathroom and turned on the taps. He finished stripping out of his clothes. He turned around to find that Jim was standing in the doorway and leaning against the door frame.
“Come on, Sebby… I have to know how you did it!” Jim whinged. Seb rolled his eyes and climbed under the spray, letting the water flow over his well formed and scared body.
“Fine…” he said. He reached for the shampoo and began to wash the grime and grit out of his shaggy blonde mop. “So… You gave me a packet of tooth floss. So after I managed to lure the stupid fool into the car, and knocked him out, I tied him up with it. It was lovely. Didn’t break despite all his struggles. The mint flavour was rather refreshing to smell over the fact he shite himself. And it’s easy to carry. Might use it again.” Seb took a moment to stop talking and rinse out his hair. He grabbed the body wash he favoured and began to slick up his skin with the foamy bubbles. Jim watched as his best employee stood wet and soapy under the spray and swallowed.
“What about the other items?” he asked, his voice breaking a little. He cleared his throat and made sure his voice was a little more normal.
Seb looked at Jim and smirked, knowing how his being naked and wet was affecting his boss. “So after I got him to the sight, I kept thinking about what else was in my pockets. And how the hell I was going to use them. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the melon ball thingy. That was fun to play with. It’s just sharp enough to grab good chunks of flesh but yet dull enough to cause a bit of pain. It’s too bad he passed out when I started to use it on his eyes.” Seb said with a chuckle before rinsing off and turning off the taps. He shook off his head, spraying water around the shower before he grabbed for his towel and began to dry off.
Jim watched Sebastian, his mouth formed into a small o. Seb smirked again and licked his lips. He looked his boss up and down. Jim was wearing his own sleep pants, the blue plaid ones he favoured in the spring and one of Sebastian’s old tee shirts. But Jim’s interest was apparent . The questions was this. Was it Sebastian himself that was turning Jim on or was it the description of the events of Sebastian’s evening? Not that it mattered all that much.
Jim shook himself back to the present moment and nodded. “And the last item?”
“Well that was the challenge. First of all, holding it and carrying it felt a little odd to begin with. But… it’s not like I’m a stranger to them. I do have a sister after all.”
“Yes… of course.” Jim said, following Sebastian into the bedroom. He watched the way Sebastian’s muscles flexed and rippled under his golden and marked skin.
“So… it took a while to decide how to use it. I mean… I could have done a thousand things with it. Really . I used to carry a few in my field pack in the army. Great for stopping up bullet holes.” Seb’s gaze traveled away again. He wondered if it wasn’t worth carrying a few in his rucksack that he almost always had with him. He shook his head. “Anyway, in the end I was getting bored and tired. So I went for the obvious route.”
“You… wait… what did you do with it?” Jim asked, tilting his head to the side, his gaze focusing on Sebastian. He was still showing interest in the man he shared his bed and life with. But this was more a professional curiosity.
“I shoved the tampon down his throat and cut off his airway.” Seb said with a little shrug of his shoulders. He crawled under the clean sheets on the bed and turned to adjust the pillows before laying down.
“You… wait…” Jim said as he processed the idea of what Sebastian had done. The corners of his mouth turned up into a smile and he began to laugh. He was nearly doubled over with mirth by the time Seb shook his head and patted the bed. “You suffocated him with a tampon.”
Seb rolled his eyes and waited for Jim to crawl into bed with him. He wrapped his strong arms around Jim and held him tightly against him.
“I did. Now… did that live up to your expectations, boss?” Seb asked.
“Oh… more then you can imagine, Tiger.” Jim said with a purr in his voice. “And what have I said about calling me Boss in bed?”
“Only when you are on top.” Seb said with a bit of boredom in his voice. He smiled and planted his lips on Jim’s smiling.”I love you, Kitten.”
“I love you too. And you did brilliantly . Better than… I knew you would be fantastic at it.”
“Oh? Really ? I thought you said I was stupid and slow.” Seb offered.
“Come on Basitan. Would I have ever married anyone who was stupid and slow?”
“No. You would have married the first person who would given you head and the best tax benefits possible.” Seb teased.
Jim rolled his eyes. It was a private joke between them. HI e swatted at Seb’s chest before settling down to listen to his husband’s heart beat. “Go to sleep, moron.”