Jim sat on a rooftop opposite Sebastian, his sniper thought he was waiting for him to return home. Jim fancied a litte fresh air. From here he had an excellent view of the man seb was targeting on the street below. He could barely make out the outline of Sebastian on the rooftop opposite, he was glad he wasn’t sharing the same rooftop as him at the moment, Sebastian could be very tempremental when he was working, but Jim jut couldn’t help himself sometimes, he found it so amusing when he saw Sebastian getting angry.
Seeing the man on the stop, he could almost picture Sebastian readying himself to make the kill, steadying his breathing, holding his aim steady. Jim got so caught up thinking about Sebastian that he almost missed the bullet hitting the man In between the eyes, his face filled up with glee as he saw him fall to the ground, his blood pouring from his skull and staining the pavement.
He looked over to see Sebastian already packing his rifle away. He smiled and took out his phone, sending a text to Sebastian -Nice shot. XXX -JM- Jim stood up on the roof now making his presence known to Sebastian.
Unclicking the last lock of the rifle Seb shrugs them into a concealed bag that only looks like a normal guitar case. His phone vibrated inside his pocket, flipping his phone open Seb’s eyes grows a fraction of a inch wider as he whipps his head around to find his boss. It takes about only a few seconds for Seb to notice Jim’s presence at the other side of the roof. Their gaze meets and soon, Seb turns around to leave from his crime scence, typing a text to Jim.
[text] Meet me downstairs. -SM
Jim stood at the front door of the budding, hearing Sebastian approaching he leant against the side of the building. “I must say Sebbie, I can never fault you on your efficiency.” it’s what jim hired him for, even if he has proved his uses in other areas. “I’m hungry, would you like to go home and change before we go out?” Jim drew his coat tighter around himself, his breath misting in the air with each exhale. “Where are you parked?”
Seb couldn’t help himself frown at Jim’s mood, he opened his mouth to say something but shut it, not wanting to disturb Jim’s obvious good mood. “Around the corner, just near the park.” He puts a hand on Jim’s back, hurrying themselves away from the scene. It was best to not to be seen by any of those screaming passengers.
Once they where in the car and driving along, jim placed his hand on the back of Sebastian’s neck while he was driving. “Maybe we should go home first, I could always help you change.” he stroked little circles in the back of Sebastian’s neck. Maybe he would help Sebastian change, the thought of getting him hard and then making him go out to dinner brought a mischievous smile to his lips
Seb grins at the idea of that, his face lifting as if to show he liked the idea. He never liked any of suits Jim had bought him; well, he hated very suits, but if Jim did that, they might have a place of negotiation. “That sounds tempting,” Seb chuckles as he drives pasts the street lamps, heading to one of their flat that has a marvelous view through the glass wall, the pent house, Jim calls it.
Jim stepped out of the car, waiting for Sebastian to step out so he could place his hand in the other mans. “Penthouse, perfect choice.” Jim pressed his lips lightly against Sebbie’s. “Hm for that maybe you can choose where we go tonight.” Jim walked though the doors and into the lift. “I mean you have worked so hard tonight.” Jim’s hand slipped from Seb’s and into his back pocket.
Seb smriks when their lips meet slightly, when Jim pulls away his lips along with his hands Seb slithers a arm around Jim’s slim waist. Muttering, “Someone’s in a fairly good mood,”. Feeling the lift climbing up to the top floor, Seb just stands like that taking in Jim’s very ounce of scent into his nostrils. Jim smelled like fire, semtex, and his cloungue that Seb loves. It makes him steel sweet for a second but when you take a another breath a sharp tang of exotic scent overflows him.