a drug called Sebastian
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cashayTitle: a drug called Sebastian
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cashay
Pairings: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Rating: R
Word Count: 1011
Spoilers: Spoilers for season six season finale!
Warning: no explicit sex, but some a bit explicit thoughts =)
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own the person I'm more or less just borrowing the faces and the names. There is no profit made from this story. This story is a work of fiction.
Summary: Misha is in love with Sebastian since the day he met him, only he never did anything about it. And even now it's more of an accident.
A/N: fortheinsaneeraser
I'm tackling all the fic I promised people, so if I owe you a fic it will be written soon - I hope xD This is the first time I've ever written RPF =)
no beta
„You know you should just ask him out Mish.“
The familiar voice of Jared made Misha jump. He had be so lost in watching him that he hadn't noticed the large man creep closer. Or probably rather just walk closer, he knew how... captivated he could be when he was watching him.
“Who? Sebastian? Don't be ridiculous Jared!” Misha sputtered, very aware of the blush that colored his cheeks.
Jared chuckled and Misha was just glad that he didn't laugh loud enough to draw Sebastian's attention. He really didn't know how to explain what Jared was laughing about – and he was fairly sure Jared wouldn't be any help with it.
“You're the one that is being ridiculous.” Jared poked him in the side while he spoke, forcing Misha's eyes from Sebastian back to him. “Seriously, if the fans think Castiel and Dean are having eye-sex they have never seen Sebastian and you!”
That really left the black haired actor speechless and he shuffled nervously while he tried not to look at Seb so he couldn't prove Jared right. It really was harder with every minute. “That is... just... you're wrong.”
Oh great! The eloquent Misha Collins at his best... He really made a joke out of himself here and it was obvious Jared was enjoying it far too much. But God, he probably deserved it for the way he had lusted after Sebastian from the day the other man arrived on set.
“This might be your last chance, you know?” Jared spoke up again, this time without the mischief in his voice. The truth of his words slammed into Misha with more force than he cared to admit.
He had known that this had been it, Sebastian's last time on set as they had filmed the scene of his death but he had been too far into Castiel to really think about what it meant if Balthazar died. And after that he had been in deep denial or maybe he had just been to stupid to realize it because he was marveling at the beauty of one Sebastian Roché.
A thing he was doing again and only realized when the focus of his attention suddenly walked towards him. Misha gulped audible, he was nervous. Sebastian always made his heart speed up and his stomach do this weird things when they weren't acting. He was going to embarrass himself – again.
Misha wasn't all that sure if he was happy Jared wasn't there anymore or not. The younger actor could have been his moral support – and something to divide Sebastian's attention too – but by now Jared would probably have just told Sebastian of Misha's little, okay gigantic, crush.
“So what was so funny?” Sebastian asked him and Misha didn't even register the question, he was far to busy looking at the V-neck that showed so much of his beautiful chest and those fucking tight jeans! He was screwed – and not in the good way.
“Misha!” Sebastian didn't really snap but he did sound irritated, which made it a tiny bit easier to tear his eyes away from his crotch. It was still a near impossible task. All he wanted to do in this moment was go down on his knees, open those jeans and... Woha! Stop right there!
He would not think about giving Sebastian a blowjob, which would end in him having a gigantic boner in front of Sebastian. Well, maybe he would, since it was definitely to late to stop the boner...
It had been hard enough on the Cons, when they were out of character but at least there there had been the fans to distract him and keep him in line. Because as much as he loved them he wasn't planning on making some of their weird slash stories come true. Especially not right in front of them. In private... No Collins, wrong thought!
“Misha!” Sebastian repeated, squeezing his shoulder lightly and stepping a bit closer. Which didn't do anything to distract Misha from his musings about sex – or the lack of it – with Sebastian Roché. Now he could feel the body heat radiating from the other man and it felt so good.
Actually it felt too good to not lean into the personal space so Misha found his chest against Sebastian's chest and his head resting on the blond man's shoulder. He felt tension in Sebastian's body and for a moment fear to be pushed away nearly made him choke.
But before he could stutter an apology and run back to his trailer to get incredibly drunk, strong arms wound around him and pulled him closer. Misha used that chance to put his own arms around Sebastian and hold him.
“Misha... Do I want to know what you're doing there?” Sebastian asked after a while in which they just stood in each others arms. “Holding you. What does it look like idiot.” Misha mumbled against Sebastian's neck and he didn't miss the shudder his breath against it caused.
“Yeah... well... I'm more talking about a bit lower down.” Sebastian offered and it was hard to tell if he was embarrassed or amused. Horrified Misha noticed that he was grinding against the other man. Oh my God that was definitely more embarrassing than amusing. “I'm... sorry?” he offered weakly with a strong blush coloring his cheeks.
“Nah, it's okay we should just go on a few dates first, don't you think chéri?” Sebastian offered with a bright grin and a peck to Misha's cheek. The black haired actor couldn't resist kissing him with a bit more... enthusiasm.
Balthazar might be dead, but he was sure he was going to see a lot more of Sebastian than he had so far. At that thought a grin, that most people described at rather disturbing, appeared on his face. “What?” Sebastian asked, in a voice that suggested that he found it disturbing too.
“Wait until the fans find out!”
Author:
cashay Pairings: Misha Collins/Sebastian Roché
Rating: R
Word Count: 1011
Spoilers: Spoilers for season six season finale!
Warning: no explicit sex, but some a bit explicit thoughts =)
Disclaimer: I definitely do not own the person I'm more or less just borrowing the faces and the names. There is no profit made from this story. This story is a work of fiction.
Summary: Misha is in love with Sebastian since the day he met him, only he never did anything about it. And even now it's more of an accident.
A/N: for
theinsaneeraser I'm tackling all the fic I promised people, so if I owe you a fic it will be written soon - I hope xD This is the first time I've ever written RPF =)
no beta
„You know you should just ask him out Mish.“
The familiar voice of Jared made Misha jump. He had be so lost in watching him that he hadn't noticed the large man creep closer. Or probably rather just walk closer, he knew how... captivated he could be when he was watching him.
“Who? Sebastian? Don't be ridiculous Jared!” Misha sputtered, very aware of the blush that colored his cheeks.
Jared chuckled and Misha was just glad that he didn't laugh loud enough to draw Sebastian's attention. He really didn't know how to explain what Jared was laughing about – and he was fairly sure Jared wouldn't be any help with it.
“You're the one that is being ridiculous.” Jared poked him in the side while he spoke, forcing Misha's eyes from Sebastian back to him. “Seriously, if the fans think Castiel and Dean are having eye-sex they have never seen Sebastian and you!”
That really left the black haired actor speechless and he shuffled nervously while he tried not to look at Seb so he couldn't prove Jared right. It really was harder with every minute. “That is... just... you're wrong.”
Oh great! The eloquent Misha Collins at his best... He really made a joke out of himself here and it was obvious Jared was enjoying it far too much. But God, he probably deserved it for the way he had lusted after Sebastian from the day the other man arrived on set.
“This might be your last chance, you know?” Jared spoke up again, this time without the mischief in his voice. The truth of his words slammed into Misha with more force than he cared to admit.
He had known that this had been it, Sebastian's last time on set as they had filmed the scene of his death but he had been too far into Castiel to really think about what it meant if Balthazar died. And after that he had been in deep denial or maybe he had just been to stupid to realize it because he was marveling at the beauty of one Sebastian Roché.
A thing he was doing again and only realized when the focus of his attention suddenly walked towards him. Misha gulped audible, he was nervous. Sebastian always made his heart speed up and his stomach do this weird things when they weren't acting. He was going to embarrass himself – again.
Misha wasn't all that sure if he was happy Jared wasn't there anymore or not. The younger actor could have been his moral support – and something to divide Sebastian's attention too – but by now Jared would probably have just told Sebastian of Misha's little, okay gigantic, crush.
“So what was so funny?” Sebastian asked him and Misha didn't even register the question, he was far to busy looking at the V-neck that showed so much of his beautiful chest and those fucking tight jeans! He was screwed – and not in the good way.
“Misha!” Sebastian didn't really snap but he did sound irritated, which made it a tiny bit easier to tear his eyes away from his crotch. It was still a near impossible task. All he wanted to do in this moment was go down on his knees, open those jeans and... Woha! Stop right there!
He would not think about giving Sebastian a blowjob, which would end in him having a gigantic boner in front of Sebastian. Well, maybe he would, since it was definitely to late to stop the boner...
It had been hard enough on the Cons, when they were out of character but at least there there had been the fans to distract him and keep him in line. Because as much as he loved them he wasn't planning on making some of their weird slash stories come true. Especially not right in front of them. In private... No Collins, wrong thought!
“Misha!” Sebastian repeated, squeezing his shoulder lightly and stepping a bit closer. Which didn't do anything to distract Misha from his musings about sex – or the lack of it – with Sebastian Roché. Now he could feel the body heat radiating from the other man and it felt so good.
Actually it felt too good to not lean into the personal space so Misha found his chest against Sebastian's chest and his head resting on the blond man's shoulder. He felt tension in Sebastian's body and for a moment fear to be pushed away nearly made him choke.
But before he could stutter an apology and run back to his trailer to get incredibly drunk, strong arms wound around him and pulled him closer. Misha used that chance to put his own arms around Sebastian and hold him.
“Misha... Do I want to know what you're doing there?” Sebastian asked after a while in which they just stood in each others arms. “Holding you. What does it look like idiot.” Misha mumbled against Sebastian's neck and he didn't miss the shudder his breath against it caused.
“Yeah... well... I'm more talking about a bit lower down.” Sebastian offered and it was hard to tell if he was embarrassed or amused. Horrified Misha noticed that he was grinding against the other man. Oh my God that was definitely more embarrassing than amusing. “I'm... sorry?” he offered weakly with a strong blush coloring his cheeks.
“Nah, it's okay we should just go on a few dates first, don't you think chéri?” Sebastian offered with a bright grin and a peck to Misha's cheek. The black haired actor couldn't resist kissing him with a bit more... enthusiasm.
Balthazar might be dead, but he was sure he was going to see a lot more of Sebastian than he had so far. At that thought a grin, that most people described at rather disturbing, appeared on his face. “What?” Sebastian asked, in a voice that suggested that he found it disturbing too.
“Wait until the fans find out!”
