Sebastian just stepped back and his tongue traced slowly and teasingly across his lips in the wake of the kiss before he smirked. It was priceless, really. Besides the tiny, split-second moment where Jeff stilled right at the start, there had been no hesitation whatsoever. There was no pushing away, there was reciprocation. "Don't try to fucking kid me, Hinton. I'm not stupid. You're a typical closeted case crushing on your bestie. But he doesn't want you and rather than sink into a pit of teenage angst and despair, you would always just cut your losses and have a real guy show you the ropes."

Yes, he was a cocky bastard and he knew it. But he wasn't just all talk. He knew his way extremely well around a male body, and there wasn't anything wrong with Jeff. In fact, Sebastian was pretty sure he could a hell of a lot of fun playing with him, and he always got what he wanted.