Occasionally, when Sebastian didn’t want to look like a bum, he let Jared dress him up however he wanted. Today would be no different, yet he had to look presentable because ridiculous red carpet events meant that Seb couldn’t escape from wearing the most perfectly tailored suits -- not that he minded, though. Any attention from his partner was good attention, really. While they rarely walked the carpet together, they had a pre-game ritual that they rarely ever strayed from.

     Humming, Seb stepped out of the shower, drying himself off with one of the towels after wrapping a smaller one around his head to soak up the water from his hair. He was freshly shaven, everywhere, at Jared’s request. The soft sigh that escaped his mouth was one of pure contentment; his content only changing when he spotted the spread that Jared had laid out across their hotel bed. Seb had had no idea what Jared had packed for him, and the light grey suit laid before him was one of his favourites -- the dress pants hugged his thighs, and the cut of the jacket flattered his broad shoulders.

     Jared grinned; wide and bright, as Sebastian emerged from the bathroom. The older male was already ready for the evening, his sleek black suit completed by the newest Gucci loafers. He sat in the chair, positioned by the desk, with his hands clasped in front of him.  However, he didn’t remain there. After a moment, Jared got to his feet and approached Sebastian, like a cat stalking its prey; it pleased the man to see his lover bristle and stand impossibly straighter, expecting inspection and possibly kisses to go along with that. Jared obliged, pressing a chaste, teasing kiss to the upturned corner of Seb’s mouth.

     ‘ You’re going to be doing that all night hm? ’ Seb questioned, obviously craving more from Jared despite knowing that he would only get what was given to him that night.

     J met Sebastian’s question with a warm laugh, nudging the broad shoulder to push Seb further towards the bed to begin dressing him. The older man paused for a moment before carefully picking up the dress pants; he crouched, waiting patiently until Seb had tossed the towel to one side. Once that was out of the way, Jared brushed his lips against the deep ‘V’ cut of Seb’s hip before holding the pants open for the younger male to step into them -- they needed a little extra encouragement to be pulled over Seb’s thighs and then his ample rear, but once they were in place, zipped and buttoned, Jared rose again.

     The rest of dressing Sebastian followed in much the same way; Jared doting the softest of caresses from both his lips and hands against Seb’s smooth skin. If Jared tightened Seb’s tie just a shade too tight to make Seb gasp and keen, then that would remain between the pair, an unspoken thing only mentioned when they arrived back at their hotel after the event.

     Once he was done with making his boy presentable, he stepped back to admire his work; his breath might have hitched, but he downplayed it by lifting one hand and motioning for Seb to do a slow turn with his finger. Satisfied, Jared slapped the younger males ass and sent him out the door to arrive at the event before him -- they would reconvene once inside and settled. 

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