"Shit yes," he says, eager like maybe he's been wanting for a while, and then he's out of his chair and on his knees in front of Anthony before he can hardly even blink. "Okay," Anthony says, takes a deep breath like that'll calm himself down, because this whole situation has really gone from zero to a hundred in a short space of time. "Okay. Yeah. Let's do this." He sits forward, puts the water bottle down, lets his thighs fall apart, and Sebastian crawls in between them holy fuck like he knows exactly what he's doing, sits back on his heels, rests his hands on his thighs. "You can-" Seb says, voice rough, and stops, clears his throat. "You can, uh, you can touch my hair if you want. I mean, you can hold me by the hair, that's, that's good." "Yeah?" Anthony asks, smirks a little, and then slides his fingers through Sebastian's hair, not holding at first, just touching, getting it loose and messy and out of place. His hair's still long, shorter than it was while they were filming but long enough that it falls into Sebastian's face if he doesn't keep pushing it back, and Anthony's gonna admit, now: it's been driving him nuts, watching Sebastian smooth it back fifteen hundred times a day. It's soft and thick, a little sticky from the product Seb uses, and he combs his fingers through it, slow and sensuous. Sebastian tilts his head into it, and Anthony runs his fingers through again, rougher this time, starting at his hairline and scraping down with his nails to the nape of Seb's neck, and then he takes a fistful of hair and holds, just enough to watch Sebastian go loose and compliant.
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