Study -Sebrek

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“Derek, get off of me, seriously. I need to study.”

“Really?” Derek laughed, kissing down his jaw. “Then you shouldn’t wear those glasses.”

Sebastian smirked a little and halfheartedly tried to push Derek off him. “Not going to work,”

The athlete merely hummed in his ear. “Really?”

“Really,” Sebastian said, flopping over onto his back and staring up at Derek who was leering over him. “Now you can either help me study or—mmph!”

Derek shut Sebastian’s rant off half way and sealed his lips against the singers.

“The glasses, the tight shirt, the stubble.” Derek kissed him again. “Not okay.”

Sebastian just grinned up at him and tangled a hand in his hair to bring him down into a heated kiss.

No studying got done that night.