lookinside (lookinside) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-06-24 21:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | #october 2017, hunter, hunter x sebastian, sebastian |
Who: Sebastian and Hunter
Where: Greg’s house, guest room
When: Sunday, October 29, 1am-ish
Warning: NSFW
Status: Complete
Hunter felt a bit like a spy as he waited for Sebastian a little way down the road. The world's most obvious and easily spotted spy, but still a spy. He felt like there were faces in every window, taking notes and readying themselves to spread the news that Sebastian had walked home with another boy but Sebastian was easy going about it so he wasn't going to fret. They were going to Greg's house anyway, so maybe they could say there was a small after-party there. Or something. He tried not to look too obviously horny and desperate when Sebastian showed up, but it was hard not to smile at him like an idiot. He was just too fucking beautiful, smudged eyeliner and tight leather pants and all. Hunter didn't stand a chance.
"Hey," he murmured, pocketing his phone in one of the many pouches attached to his belt since he wasn't going to be using it again tonight, not when Sebastian was there. He looked him up and down and unwittingly licked his lips at the sight. "Everything cool?"
It had taken Sebastian a lot longer than he’d expected to track down Greg, mostly because he kept getting sidetracked, but once he had the keys in hand he’d immediately left and texted Hunter to meet up. He kept looking back and around, wondering if anyone saw him, if anyone was watching, but the second he had eyes on Hunter it was hard to keep caring. He wanted him here, now, up against someone’s car if that’s what was closest. With the way he was licking his lips, it was impossible not to kiss him and he found himself strolling right up and doing just that. Hunter’s lips were soft and Sebastian wanted nothing more than to lose himself in that feeling, but he pulled himself back after a second and took a step back, worried that if he started again he wouldn’t stop. “Yeah,” he breathed softly then grinned. “Let’s go before we get caught.”
Hunter adjusted his backpack and nodded sharply, both those things somewhat grounding him from pouncing on Sebastian right there and then. "Hurry hurry," he whispered jokingly and let Sebastian lead the way since he had no idea where Greg Wheeler lived. He tried to distract himself by noticing where they walked and looking at the houses even if all he wanted to do was to at the very least hold Sebastian's hand.
Greg's house wasn't far from Victoria's, thankfully, and they had to go through the garden to get to the door that led to Greg's part of the house. Because apparently he had a whole part of this giant house to himself. Hunter was trying hard not to be jealous because they were benefitting from this but damn. He was shivering a little by the time Sebastian got the keys out and opened the door, it was getting cold this late and his uniform wasn't really all that warm. The lights were on upstairs too but if Greg's mom was awake she was leaving them alone and Hunter was grateful all over again for that. He hurried inside as soon as they were able, tittering softly as he tried to shake off the chill. "Hi," he whispered then, because whispering felt only right when they were sneaking into somebody else's house, even if they had permission to be there.
Sebastian had snuck into this house dozens of times in the past ten years, but in all of those Greg was usually with him. Or Greg was already there. It was weird sneaking in without him, but he did make sure to leave the door unlocked, so as not to be interrupted or woken up later. Once they were inside, he reached for Hunter’s hand, his own fingers just as cold, and quietly led them to the guest room. He’d slept there a handful of times, when Greg had a girl over and crashing on his couch didn’t work, but this was the first time he’d had someone there with him. He shut the door behind them, then locked it, turning to Hunter with a little smile. “Hi,” he whispered back in the darkness, with only the moonlight lighting up the room.
Hunter's smile grew and he dropped his backpack before stepping closer to wrap his arms around Sebastian's waist. "Hi," he whispered back, a rush of happiness flooding him now that they were finally indoors and alone. "How are you?" he asked with a quiet little titter as he moved in closer to press against Sebastian's chest. He felt so damn perfect against him and Hunter was pleasantly drunk so he wasn't worried about whoever else lived in this house at the moment.
Sebastian’s arms moved to circle Hunter’s neck, a feeling of giddiness settling over him. He knew some of it was the alcohol, but he always felt like this around Hunter-- more alive, more daring, easily excited and just plain happy. “Best I’ve been all night,” he grinned, his fingers playing in the hair on the back of Hunter’s neck. He wanted to touch more of him, all of him, every single inch, but even this felt good. “Did you have fun?”
"Yeah," Hunter replied and to be fair he'd spent a large chunk of the evening making out with Sebastian in the laundry room but that didn't mean the rest of the party hadn't been fun too. "Mostly enjoying the view," he added cheekily and leaned up to nibble playfully at Sebastian's chin. "Did you have fun?" He sure had looked like he had, dancing and singing, his eyes glinting whenever he met Hunter's gaze across the room.
Sebastian's eyes shut as Hunter’s teeth grazed his skin, reopening them to look back at Hunter with half-lidded eyes. “Yeah,” he answered, because it was the truth, he’d had a fantastic time, especially making out with Hunter in the laundry room. “But next time, I wanna dance with you. I wanna get there. I want… I want everyone to know how lucky I am.” It was so easy to be daring and bold when he was drunk. He didn’t have to think through the details of how he’d get there, just that he wanted it.
Hunter knew that feeling all too well. He was crazy about Sebastian and he wanted everyone to know they were boyfriends, it was something he felt proud of and happy about and hiding it just felt weird. "When you're ready," he said softly and tried his best to be patient and understanding. It wasn't like Sebastian was in the closet because he was afraid his teammates would be dicks about it, it was his family and that was so much worse. "I'm not going anywhere."
“Promise?” Sebastian asked softly as his lips brushed against Hunter’s. He knew this shouldn’t be about Hunter, that he needed to do it for himself, for the freedom it would grant him, but knowing he’d have Hunter’s support would help immensely. Not that he thought he was going anywhere, but he knew it would be a lot. “You’ll cheer me up if things get bad?”
"Yeah," Hunter replied earnestly. "And if I can't cheer you up I'll just hold you and let you cry on me." Sometimes that was all people needed sometimes. "We'll figure it out." He meant it, it was hard to imagine moving on and not being this crazy about Sebastian and maybe it was unrealistic but Hunter felt like he'd love him until the day he died. He kissed him again and smiled faintly. "I promise."
“God, I love you,” Sebastian muttered, resting his forehead against Hunter’s as he smiled back at him. It seemed just amazing to him that Hunter could be so perfect. Well, not really perfect, but perfect for him. He seemed to know just what Sebastian needed and he really couldn’t imagine anyone else making him this happy. It was a moment later that what he’d said caught up to him and he stilled, suddenly worried that that shouldn’t have come out of his mouth. The night had been so perfect and he didn’t want to ruin it now.
Hunter wanted to bounce away when he heard those words, he felt lighter and a little nervous but also good and it was all a rush. He could feel how Sebastian tensed and it just made it all the more endearing. "I love you too," he whispered quickly, as if it was just a casual normal thing to say, and then he kissed him. It wasn't casual at all, his heart felt like it was bursting and it was probably too big and too soon but it was what he felt and fuck anyone who said his feelings couldn't be real.
Sebastian was pretty sure that falling for someone after dating for less than a month was too soon, but there was no denying what he was feeling and he knew no other name for it. He couldn’t imagine there be something even stronger than what he felt for Hunter now-- he wanted to protect him, but also wanted Hunter to protect him. He wanted to make him happy, to make him laugh, to spend every possible moment with him, even when he knew that wasn’t at all sensible or healthy. He wouldn’t even mind sitting around doing nothing with Hunter, so long as they were together. It made him sound stupidly mushy, but he just didn’t care. And nothing could have made it any better except hearing that Hunter returned his feelings. Sebastian kissed him back, feeling like he might lift off the floor in happiness, unable to stop smiling through the kiss.
Maybe distance made the heart grow fonder or whatever and all that pining had just made Hunter's feelings stronger but he felt like he couldn't be bored even if spent every waking minute with Sebastian. It felt so good to be near him, to the point where sometimes he felt like it was almost enough just to stand close to him in the hallways and feel that tug on him like gravity. He was smiling too, holding firmly onto Sebastian's body as he kissed him back, then laughed because he was feeling ridiculously delighted. "I can't believe we're finally alone," he whispered, breaking the kiss only to hug him tightly.
Sebastian giggled, then laughed harder upon hearing the noise he’d made, and hugged Hunter back. He was pretty sure he’d feel this drunk even if he hadn’t been drinking. It was that kind of light headed, topsy-turvy, floating feeling that he loved and it was all because of Hunter. “I know, right?” he smiled. “This is better than anything I could’ve found at the party. We have all this time, and no one’s going to come knock or walk in on us, and I can finally get you out of this costume.” He pulled back a little, looking Hunter over. “It is sexy though. Can I see the Captain pose again?”
Hunter laughed too because Sebastian's laughter was so contagious and then he laughed more at the request because it was so stupid but so fun to do that pose. "Only if I get to see a scoundrel pirate pose," he snickered as he let go of Sebastian to put his hands on his own hips in a sassy cap pose. "Let's see it," he said with an arched eyebrow and a nod at Sebastian.
Sebastian looked Hunter up and down, enjoying the chance to finally do so. “You make such a good Cap,” he grinned. It was just too bad he couldn’t have gone as Bucky. It would’ve been fun to do something coupley. “I don’t know if it’s a scoundrel pirate pose, but I know this one,” he said, and struck the Captain Morgan pirate pose, made all the better by him not having a barrell to prop his leg on. It didn’t last long though, as he couldn’t stop himself from laughing.
"Good balance there, Captain Rum," Hunter tittered, closing the distance between them again to wind his arms around him. It felt good to see him laugh -and hear him and feel him laugh - and Hunter was swept up in it too. "Yo ho, Sebastian," he murmured. "I prefer a gay pirate over a scoundrel one anyway."
“Captain Rum may have had a little to drink,” Sebastian snickered and draped his arms over Hunter’s shoulders again. “I loved that little song, even if it was sad,” he smiled, nuzzling closer to Hunter, placing little kisses on his lips as he talked. It was kind of amazing that there was a song about a gay pirate named Sebastian, like the internet had just known.
"Me too," Hunter replied, his laughter dying down and his voice going soft. "At least it had a happy ending and you'd never let us drown." He had loved that take on it when Sebastian said it because of course he was dating a water-witch like some actual cool person from an YA novel. "I wouldn't let anything bad happen to you either," he murmured before going quiet and letting their lips linger together a little longer.
“Never,” Sebastian smiled back at Hunter. “I’d create some kind of a bubble and float us up to the top. Or I’d part the water and we’d sit on the bottom of the ocean with a wall of water around us.” He didn’t know if he could actually do these things, but he could imagine it and he was weirdly confident that water would never hurt them. “I know,” he whispered as he ghosted his lips over Hunter’s. It felt so good, made his body tingle, but it wasn’t enough, so he kissed him more solidly, a light pressure against his mouth and a brush of his tongue, begging for a taste.
That sounded unbelievably cool, like being in an aquarium but with no glass between them and the underwater critters. Hunter hummed contently as Sebastian kissed him again, tilting his head to deepen the kiss and pressing himself up against him. They had gotten a bit off track there, thinking about dark things but he was still hungry for his boyfriend and they had a whole night of privacy to enjoy.
Sebastian hummed happily against Hunter’s lips, opening his mouth to him as he pressed back. He’d been aching to get him out of that costume all night and realized he finally had the chance and they’d been standing there talking. Not that he minded that, in fact some of the things that were said made him all floaty and wonderful inside, but now that he realized he could, he couldn’t keep his hands off Hunter, hands roaming as he looked for some way to get the costume off.
Hunter couldn't help but snicker again because the costume wasn't the easiest to get off and Sebastian was definitely going to need help. "Need to start with the belt," he murmured helpfully against Sebastian's lips, letting go of him to move his hands between them to undo the ridiculously secret buckles behind the pouches. He was probably going to need help with Sebastian's costume too so he wasn't judging but god he couldn't wait to peel off those leather pants.
Sebastian laughed against his lips, his hands moving to the belt, which he hadn’t considered. He’d assumed he needed to get the top off first. “Thanks,” he smiled, continuing to kiss Hunter as he tried to feel his way through it, though he did have to stop and look down occasionally because there was nothing simple about Hunter’s costume. “Finally,” he snickered when he managed to get his fingers up under the top, spreading them over Hunter’s stomach before attempting to inch it up his chest. His skin felt so good under his hands, both hard and soft, and so very warm.
"This fucking thing is so tight," Hunter laughed and it didn't bother him while he was wearing it but getting it on and off was a bit of a struggle. He stepped back a little to get the top off the rest of the way, worried he might accidentally punch Sebastian if he stayed too close - it was that kind of tight. Finally it was off and he tossed it to the side, glad he'd brought every day clothes with him so he didn't have to deal with this again tomorrow. "Now you," he murmured as he stepped in closer, gently tugging Sebastian's shirt up so he could slip his hands underneath.
While Sebastian wanted to help, he could tell when he would only be making things worse. He took a step back and shrugged off his pirate coat in the process, leaving him in the shirt, sash, pants, and boots. By comparison, his top was way looser, though there’d be a competition on who had on the tighter pants. “Mine should be pretty easy,” he smiled, moving in so he could touch Hunter, hands moving up his chest before sliding behind his neck and pulling him in for a kiss.
There were too many clothes and not enough concentration Hunter thought as he momentarily forgot his goal, too focused on the way Sebastian's mouth felt on his. His hands went still on Sebastian's sides and he let out a little moan as their tongues touched again, a little rush going through his body. He re-focused then, pushing Sebastian's shirt up and out of the way, breaking the kiss only to pull it over his head.
Sebastian lost himself in Hunter’s lips for a moment, the little moan sending tingles down his spine that made it hard to think. All he wanted to do was feel, the world all spinning and fuzzy and filled with Hunter, his scent, his taste, and his touch. He swayed a little towards him as he pulled the shirt over his head, then hummed happily when they were able to pick up the kiss again. He still wasn’t completely sure how to get Hunter’s pants off, but he wasn’t in a hurry yet. There was no reason to rush.
It felt unbelievably good just to stand there and kiss, naked skin against naked skin and Hunter wasn't in any hurry either, taking his time to enjoy Sebastian's mouth as he slowly ran his hands over his sides and back. The sash was soft against his fingers when he moved down and without much thought he started untying it. It was crazy to think how many times they probably would have had sex by now if it wasn't for the closet and lack of places to go to, but maybe slow was good too - it certainly made everything that much more intense.
It was probably good that they had things like school and social obligations, even the secrets and limited privacy, because otherwise Sebastian thought this was all he’d want to do. He could kiss Hunter forever, feel his skin under his hands, the taunt muscle and the curve of his ass. His fingertips dipped into the back of his pants at the small of his back, teasing before moving back around to the front and finally getting that belt out of the way. He might not be in a hurry, but more skin was always better, so he buttoned Hunter’s pants, lowered the zipper, and slowly began to push them down his hips.
Hunter's pants were probably every bit as tight as Sebastian's but his were made of a more yielding material and so they came off easier than his would. It was probably good, a struggle with one pair was enough for the night. Hunter helped where it was needed and stepped out of the pants and boots, breaking the kiss to tug his socks off too because socks were not sexy at all. "Now you," he whispered, unbuttoning Sebastian's pants slowly and tugging gently on them to pull him closer.
“Mine are gonna take a bit more work,” Sebastian purred, leaning against Hunter as he reached back and pulled off one boot, then the other, his socks quickly following. It left him in only the leather pants and, unlike Hunter, he’d opted for nothing underneath. He’d felt all kinds of daring, but it was also part of why he’d had to keep his distance from Hunter, pretty sure that just being near him would make him hard. Sebastian pressed up against Hunter, the bulge on the front of his pants becoming more prominent by the second. “Help me out of ‘em?” he asked, giving Hunter’s lip a little tug with his teeth.
Hunter grunted quietly and then pulled back, glancing down at Sebastian's body. "I'll try," he murmured and smoothly moved his hands down to Sebastian's hips, hooking his thumbs in the leather waistband. It quickly became clear that Sebastian was not wearing anything underneath those pants and Hunter's heart skipped a beat, blood rushing to his crotch. "You really got into character," he whispered as he slipped his hand within to cup Sebastian's cock. "I like that."
Sebastian inhaled through his teeth as he swayed into Hunter’s touch, his cock swelling further. He’d waited all night for this and now that they were there he thought he could feel his body ramping up at super speed, craving more. “I thought you might,” he said with a little smile, his fingers brushing over Hunter’s growing erection. “I was sure you could tell. I was sure everyone could tell,” he laughed softly. “I liked being your sexy pirate though.”
Hunter laughed and wondered if he should have been able to tell and maybe he was just intensely naive or something. It didn't matter, Sebastian was his and they were alone together so nothing could really bother him right now. "All mine," he all but purred at him as he lightly brushed his thumb against the velvet soft skin of Sebastian's cock. "You ready to try and get these off?"
Sebastian shivered as Hunter touched him, giving a little nod in response before he was able to find his voice. “Yeah,” he muttered, and then wasn’t sure if he should start helping or not. Maybe it would be easier to try and lay back on the bed? Taking hold of Hunter’s hips, Sebastian tugged him in that direction. “You want me to help?” he asked with a little smile.
"Not yet," Hunter replied playfully and bit his lip as he pulled his hand away to grip Sebastian's pants instead, tugging at them to get them down his hips. They were tight but he was strong so down they went, even if it took a little more force than his jeans would have. It was hard to decide where to look while he did it, watching Sebastian's cock spring free was fucking amazing but so was watching the look on his face and so Hunter's gaze darted between the two, his eyes gleaming.
Sebastian didn’t have to decide where to look; his eyes were locked on Hunter, noting the hunger in his expression, desire that he knew was for him. He bit down on his bottom lip, fingers nervously tapping on the skin of his thighs as he was laid bare, sure he was blushing, even if he no longer understood why. Hunter had seen him like this multiple times now and he wasn’t embarrassed. He was eager for more, for what was to come based on the promise in those eyes.
Hunter let him take care of the rest once he'd pushed his pants down low enough to be kicked off and stepped in closer, running his hands over Sebastian's hips and ass. "Fuck you're beautiful," he whispered as he leaned in to kiss him again, moving one hand between them to stroke him again. He'd always thought couples were kind of boring and eye-roll worthy with all their PDA but god he understood it now, unable to keep his hands off Sebastian.
With his pants off and kicked away, Sebastian stood fully nude before Hunter, his cock hard and the blush spreading with the words of appreciation. He’d always worked out for himself, because he liked being in shape and because maybe he was a bit vain, but hearing it from Hunter made every hour of torture he put himself through at the gym worth it. His hips bucked into Hunter’s touch before he forced himself to still, and he reached for Hunter’s underwear, needing more of his skin to match. He pushed them down, over his hips, letting his eyes rake up Hunter’s body before taking ahold of his cock. “You ’re too.”
"I'm really glad you think so," Hunter said with a little titter because damn, unrequited feelings here would have sucked so bad. Maybe not as bad if he didn't know exactly what he was missing but he could still imagine the painful crush he would have developed on Sebastian if all that had happened between them was a drunken hello on that couch. "And I'm so glad you're not straight," he added. "Which is totally selfish." His voice had trailed off to a whisper like he wasn't fully committed to finishing his sentence, his attention on the way Sebastian's hand felt on his cock.
“Is not,” Sebastian smiled, stealing a little kiss, though he was having a hard time with the logic there because damn Hunter’s hand felt good and he was trying to do too much at once-- touch, be touched, and talk. One of those was going to suffer and he refused to give up the first two. “Can’t imagine being any other way,” he finally said. “Or wanting anyone else.” He’d tried so hard to work up even a fraction of this kind of attraction with girls to no avail. It shouldn’t be that hard. It should be like this, perfect and easy and so hot he could hardly think. “If I was straight, I’d probably turn for you,” he grinned, giving Hunter’s cock a slow stroke.
Hunter was sure there was a smart answer to that, something about the gay agenda or something. He couldn't think of one so he just grinned back at him like a fool and leaned in again to kiss him. It totally wasn't how it worked but hearing it still gave him butterflies and he'd be lying if that hadn't been a fantasy of his in the past when crushing on some woefully straight guy. "Do you wanna come to bed?" he whispered and nibbled lightly on Sebastian's bottom lip.
How could he say no to that? It was where he’d been hoping to get to all night and there was Hunter, hard for him, his hand wrapped around him, teasing him with his teeth and it was all Sebastian could do not to run and jump on the bed because YES. He smiled back and nodded, rubbing his thumb over the crown of Hunter’s cock before releasing him so they could move. “Yeah,” he whispered. “I’d like that.”
Hunter happily led him to the bed which was nice and big and all made up, probably not with the intention of boys getting it on in it. Oh well, oops. He tugged the bed spread loose and tugged it away along with the top blanket, then sat down with a little bounce, immediately reaching for Sebastian's hand to pull him in with him. "You brought lube, right?" he asked and it felt a little easier to ask these things when he was drunk.
The bed itself reminded Sebastian that they weren’t in either of their rooms, and he helped Hunter push the bedspread to the bottom of the bed, out of their way. They really didn’t need to get lube on it, which he decided to get from his back and set on the nightstand before joining Hunter. “Yeah,” he answered, taking Hunter’s hand and crawling up on the bed with him. “I wasn’t sure if you would, so…” He also wasn’t sure if they’d use it, but they had when they were apart, so why not together?
"I did but it's in the car," Hunter murmured as they got comfortable and he could finally get all tangled up with Sebastian, nudging one knee between his legs to get even closer. "Do you ever think about - not now but like sometime - maybe trying, you know..." He grinned faintly and wondered why it was so hard to ask that. There just weren't any good words for it that he wanted to use in that moment, they all sounded clinical or way too crass so maybe he shouldn't ask until they were all worked up already and crass didn't sound so bad. "I mean, are you into that at all?"
Sebastian knew exactly what Hunter was probably referring to and the color in his cheeks was probably answer enough before he ever spoke a word. “Yeah,” he muttered softly. “I mean, I think so, but… I…” His fingers ran lightly over Hunter’s bare hip, the butterflies in his stomach dancing up a storm. He didn’t feel like he knew how to talk about this with anyone, but he was drunk enough that he felt like he could at least try with Hunter. “Have you ever tried it?” he asked, his eyes on Hunter’s, curious since he’d brought it up. At least it didn’t seem completely taboo.
"No," Hunter murmured and it felt dumb to be shy about something like that with someone he'd been this intimate with but there it was and he couldn't just make it go away. "Maybe a little? Not like... a lot." He was pretty sure most people had stuck a finger up there at some point for some reason or another, people were curious about their bodies, or so he'd imagine. "We don't ever have to-" he quickly added. "I mean, if you don't want to. I don't even know if I want to, I mean... Maybe."
“What if I want to?” Sebastian asked, trying not to get flustered, but pretty sure he was failing. “I mean, if you don’t want to, then I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t want to do anything you wouldn’t want to do.” Because how selfish was that? He wanted them both to enjoy everything they got up to and if it made one of them uncomfortable, it wasn’t worth it. “I’m just… curious… you know?” Because he had no experience with it, not except for a little bit of self fingering, but the guys in porn seemed to think it was incredible, even though he had a hard believing he could physically make it happen.
"Me too," Hunter admitted and it was easier when Sebastian said it first. "I'm curious, I mean... Maybe not now, but." He almost regretted bringing it up but they didn't often get a chance to hang out when they were drunk and relaxed. Where would he even start? It seemed like such a big step, both experience wise and preparation wise. Would they need a condom? They were both virgins but everyone was always gung-ho about using condoms anyway and it was anal so that was somehow more important, or was that just a myth? Hunter snuggled in closer to Sebastian, lightly stroking his back. "I mean I like what we do now, no pressure... So if you were totally honest tonight, what kinda cup would you take?"
Sebastian breathed a sigh of relief, so glad to hear that he wasn’t alone, because he really didn’t want Hunter to think he was weird or had some bizarre kink, even if he thought the suggestion was normal for guys in their position. But who was really to say what was normal? Or what was kinky? Sebastian curled in to Hunter, hiding his face a little as he answered the question. “Orange,” he whispered, feeling like that was somehow easier to admit because it felt like a code of some sort. “Not that I’m sure. I haven’t… but I…” He forced himself to take a breath, to not freak out over something he hoped he could trust Hunter with knowing. “I like what we do now, too,” he said, nuzzling and kissing his neck. “What about you?”
It was weirdly relieving to know Sebastian might prefer bottoming, like actually fucking a guy was a lot less scary than getting fucked but then Hunter didn't really know either. "Probably purple," he admitted though he didn't sound at all sure. "Like, I don't know but I guess I'm flexible. Not white though, thanks to you." He grinned again, rubbing his nose against the side of Sebastian's head. The fact that his boyfriend was a lot shyer than he was was adorable and reassuring, making him feel a little less flustered about the whole thing. "I'd totally fuck you," he whispered then and just saying it made him feel like he couldn't quite breathe right for a few seconds.
Sebastian wasn’t sure why he was so ashamed to admit it, like something he might like physically might make him less of a man or that a football player’s answer should always be top. He knew how ridiculous that was, but the nervousness had still bubbled up. But then he had Hunter there, not judging, his smile in his voice, and he pulled back enough to see him, his own smile shy in return. “I’d totally let you,” he said softly. “Maybe not tonight, ‘cause that’s a lot, but I’d probably try anything with you.” If Hunter ever did want to switch and give it a try, Sebastian would be game and he knew it. He laughed softly, his brain catching up with Hunter’s comment. “But no, I don’t think either of us count as virgins anymore.”
Hunter was pretty sure he'd try anything with Sebastian too and the sentiment made him feel warmer and calmer again. He laughed too when Sebastian caught up and leaned in to brush their lips together, feeling that laughter as much as hearing it. "Even if you never wanna, that's okay," he said. "I love what we do now." He ran his fingers down over Sebastian's hip in a light almost tickling stroke. "You're still hard for me," he added in a murmur, pushing in a little closer to him. "I want to suck you off."
Sebastian groaned, pressing his hips into Hunter, his skin tingling where Hunter’s fingers stroked him. “Fuck yes,” he answered with a kiss, his free hand moving up Hunter’s chest and pulling him in closer. “If I wasn’t so drunk… I don’t wanna be drunk,” he said, feeling like that was important. Sex was fun drunk, but he felt like the first time for things should be done sober, even if it was the alcohol that relaxed them enough to talk about it. He was a little too far gone to make what felt like big decisions. “But it does turn me on. Keeps me hard. Thinking about it,” he said, nipping at Hunter’s lips. It was hard not to imagine it, now that Hunter’d said it, and his brain kept floating there, conjuring images that made his cock weep.
"Me too," Hunter whispered and it was different, thinking about it and actually doing it. He smiled faintly against Sebastian's lips again before deepening the kiss, his hand finding his cock and lightly stroking it. He was willing to bet it smelled like leather and that was kinda hot but there was really only one way to find out. "Lie back," he murmured with a gentle nudge as he pushed himself up and scooted down a little.
It was so hard to think when Hunter was touching him like that, especially with the kiss, because all Sebastian wanted to do was kiss him back and feel. Hunter had a way of making him feel absolutely amazing no matter what he did and the only reason he didn’t get caught up in his hand was that he already knew how much better Hunter’s mouth was. Sebastian laid back, his hands still reaching out for Hunter, caressing every bit of skin he could get to, though he knew well enough now that it wouldn’t be long before all he could do was enjoy himself. It was hard to do much more once Hunter’s mouth was on him.
Before Sebastian, Hunter had only the faintest idea of how much he liked being touched. He obviously liked hugs and pettings but this was next level with the way Sebastian's hands hungrily sought out his skin, warm and urgent in the way they touched him. He sighed contently as he kissed his way down Sebastian's chest, flicking his tongue over an erect nipple before taking it between his teeth and lightly tugging.
Sebastian whimpered softly, his back arching to press his chest closer to Hunter’s mouth. He’d never really thought of his nipples as an erogenous zone before Hunter, since touching them himself wasn’t near as stimulating. When he was with Hunter though, it felt like they were tied directly to his cock and that little bit of teeth and tongue would’ve brought him to full hardness if he wasn’t already there. His bare legs slid up the outside of Hunter’s, caressing him, as his fingers began to run through his hair. He might not be able to kiss him from their current position, but he wouldn’t stop showing him how much he wanted him.
Hunter lived for those sounds he made and every little touch made him feel a weird mix of horny and cherished. It was easy to think of giving a blowjob as something degrading with the way the media sometimes depicted it but he felt anything but with Sebastian. With him it was all on equal footing, if anything Hunter felt like he had all the control because he was manipulating Sebastian's body in ways he hadn't thought he was capable of doing. He sucked lightly on Sebastian's nipple for a moment, fingers gently tweaking the other as he did so but then he grew impatient and kept moving, licking lightly at Sebastian's stomach before he reached his cock. He wrapped his hand around the base and teased the tip, glancing up at Sebastian just to capture that look on his face if only for a second.
Sebastian was completely at Hunter’s whim, on his back with his legs wrapped around him, trusting him to make him feel good. He used to worry that this would be weird, receiving pleasure while being unable to reciprocate, as if he’d be sitting there doing nothing while Hunter blew him. Instead, he knew he would get to Hunter next, and even if he was receiving, he was just an active participant. His fingers threaded through Hunter’s hair, his breathing hard, hips pressed against the bed to keep from thrusting when he shouldn’t. He looked down his body at Hunter, watching through half lidded eyes, right up until Hunter’s tongue swiped across the tip of his cock. Then it was just a tad too much to watch, eyes closing as his head fell back with a moan. He tried to remember to be quiet, that they weren’t alone in the house, but it was hard to even think with Hunter’s mouth on him.
Hunter only had porn to compare to and so often it was just some guy standing - or lying down - passively watching whoever was sucking them off like they weren't even enjoying it. This? Was so much better. It was almost like he could physically feel the pleasure he was giving Sebastian because his every reaction and moan went straight to his cock. He did smell like leather but also sweat and something that was so Sebastian that Hunter couldn't quite pinpoint as anything but sexy. He took more of him in his mouth, idly rubbing the underside of his cock with his thumb, his thoughts straying to what they'd talked about and how he could play with him more even if he didn't fuck him. He didn't quite feel brave enough, it was something he was working up to.
When he thought he could handle it, Sebastian opened his eyes a little to watch Hunter, reflexively licking his lips as Hunter took more of him in. He knew Hunter didn’t have any experience other than him, but he was so good at sucking cock, like he knew exactly what to do to turn him on. “Love your mouth,” he whispered softly, giving Hunter a little smile before he lost his focus again and bit his lip, stifling a moan.
Hunter felt like glowing at that compliment, glancing up at Sebastian with warmth in his eyes as he hummed softly around his cock. A moment later he pulled up, brushing his lips against the tip as he murmured a quiet, "Love your dick." It felt kinda funny to say it and he grinned before occupying his mouth again to keep from saying something stupid. It wasn't a lie though, it would have really sucked to finally get sexual with Sebastian only to find out he had a horrible dick or something, too big or too weird somehow. But no, it was perfect to Hunter and he was more than happy to shower it with attention.
Sebastian smiled back at Hunter, goosebumps spreading across his skin as Hunter’s breath teased the tip. “I’m so glad,” he whispered, eyes closing again as Hunter’s mouth started on him again. “I was worried…” As much as he tried not to look while showering with other guys, he’d learned a long time ago that most of them were cut. It made him weirdly self conscious, just because he was different, and he hadn’t known how Hunter would handle that. And then it hadn’t been a thing at all, for which he’d been grateful.
Hunter pulled away again, giving him an incredulous look mixed in with a little smile as he kept stroking him to make up for his mouth being gone. "You have nothing to be worried about," he said without realizing even why Sebastian might have worried. He made a point of pressing a little kiss on the side of Sebastian's cock, a faint blush creeping up his neck at how candid this all was. "You're fucking beautiful," he mumbled quietly.
Sebastian’s face burned as he looked down at Hunter, but he wasn’t the only one blushing this time. He felt laid bare in more ways than one with Hunter, allowing himself to be vulnerable and open, while Hunter did the same. They never said it, but it seemed to happen, the space between them safe in ways that Sebastian hadn’t even known existed. “I love you,” he muttered back, knowing what he was saying this time and wanting Hunter to hear it. He didn’t just love this, and Hunter’s mouth, and being with him. He loved him.
Hunter believed him and he felt the same. He knew people would dismiss it as them being young and stupid but who the fuck cared. He knew what he was feeling and it felt real. "I love you," he said softly, still slowly stroking him as he watched him with half-lidded eyes. "And I want you to come for me," he added a bit more cheekily as he took him in his mouth again, his free hand stroking Sebastian's thigh and balls lightly.
Sebastian smiled as he groaned, head flopping back on the pillow as he gave Hunter a nod. That was a request he would have no problem fulfilling. He was impressed he’d lasted as long as he had, though it was mostly because they kept getting distracted. “Can I come in your mouth?” He asked, since they were being cheeky and he knew the answer was yes. He didn’t really expect an answer now and his breathing became heavier as Hunter sucked on and caressed him. “Fuck.”
"Mmhmm," Hunter murmured softly around him as he cupped his balls and then ran one finger over that sensitive spot behind them, experimenting a little. It wasn't quite there but it was close and he glanced up at Sebastian, looking for any negative reaction to the touch. It was about as far as he'd go tonight, unless Sebastian reacted really favorably, and he still felt like he was pushing it a little.
The touch was unexpected and Sebastian whimpered softly, his fingers tightening in Hunter’s hair reflexively. That spot was sensitive, more than he’d realized, and Hunter’s light touch pushed him even closer to orgasm. His balls drew up and Sebastian’s hips gave the smallest roll towards Hunter’s mouth, as if silently begging for more. Everything felt so good that he wasn’t sure how long he could last now that Hunter was working at it. It always felt like he came embarrassingly fast, but so long as Hunter wasn’t complaining, he hoped it was okay.
If anything it was hot to Hunter how quickly Sebastian came. He would have thought it'd be an issue but actually experiencing it was just that: really hot. It wasn't like his own pleasure depended on Sebastian lasting, they weren't at that point yet and maybe they never would be, if it came to it they might have built up stamina by then anyway. His reaction to the touch was everything and if he hadn't been fully hard already Hunter knew that sound would have brought him there in no time. He rubbed that spot again, emboldened by the way Sebastian arched into it.
As much as Sebastian wanted this feeling to last forever, he was also desperate to come, both for himself and because Hunter had asked him to. Which was maybe a little weird, but he just didn’t care, too wrapped up in how incredible Hunter’s mouth felt along with that light touch that was just driving him mad. Sebastian cried out softly, his hips giving a little jerk, and then he was panting as the feeling built to a climax that made his toes curl. He groaned as he came, little ripples of pleasure spreading throughout his body, and it was all he could do to hang out and ride it out.
Hunter moved with him, ending up with his hands on his hips as he swallowed then licked him clean. All he could think was how beautiful he was, how raw and vulnerable he seemed when he came and how he couldn't get enough of it. Then there was a new urge to bury his cock inside him, to actually kiss him as he came and just the thought of it made Hunter's cock twitch. He slowly let Sebastian's cock slip from his mouth, pressing little kisses on his hip and stomach as he wrapped his hand loosely around the base again.
“Oh my god,” Sebastian muttered when he could finally speak again. His hand found it’s way back into Hunter’s hair, petting him gently as he caught his breath. Every time they were together, he thought that was the best sex he’d ever had, until they were together again and he felt like it was even better than the last. Even though he’d never thought they were bad at it, they had to be getting better for him to feel this way. Or maybe just every time they had sex was mindblowing. Sebastian smiled at the thought, his legs loosening as he looked down at Hunter. “You’re so… incredible,” he whispered.
Hunter grinned, feeling drunk from more than just the alcohol, the compliment going to his head, mixed in with arousal and love and appreciation. "You bring out the best in me?" he murmured as he shifted his weight and crawled up over Sebastian, trailing little kisses as he went and then arching a little to rub his cock against his thigh. "I never thought I'd meet anyone like you."
Sebastian grinned back at him, giving him a little tug to encourage him to move up in the bed, but then not pulling too hard because those little kisses felt so good on his skin. When Hunter finally made it up beside him, Sebastian drew him into a kiss, his cock giving a little twitch as he tasted himself on Hunter’s tongue. It was one of those things that he felt like should’ve been dirty, yet was such a turn on. “Me neither,” he answered softly as his hand slid down to wrap around Hunter’s cock. He stroked him slowly, still coming down from his own high, though he knew that Hunter had to be aching for more. “Tell me what you want,” he whispered, thumb rubbing over the tip.
"Whatever you wanna give me," Hunter whispered back and just this felt incredibly good when he hadn't touched himself for the whole duration of the blowjob. His cock certainly appreciated the attention, twitching in Sebastian's grip as he smeared precum along the tip. He knew that post orgasm and alcohol tended to make a guy drowsy so a handjob would do if that was what Sebastian wanted to do. They had lube and he was more than happy to stay where he was and kiss him.
Sebastian loved the idea of kissing and fondling Hunter till they passed out, but he wanted to make him feel good even more than that. Maybe next time they’d use the lube and come together, but right now he wanted Hunter’s cock in his mouth, so he kissed Hunter one more time and began to move down his body, spreading little kisses across his skin as he went. “I wanna taste you,” he said, giving Hunter a little grin before nipping at a nipple.
That definitely made Hunter happy and he bit his lip as he watched what Sebastian was doing. He slowly stretched out a little and shifted to lie on his back, running his fingers through Sebastian's thick, red hair. "Hope I taste as good as you do," he murmured, a faint smile curling his lips.
“Even better,” Sebastian smiled, moving on down Hunter’s chest and spreading kisses over his abs. Maybe next time he’d give Hunter’s body full attention it deserved, but he’d been waiting so long that it almost seemed cruel to linger above the waist at this point. Sebastian moved lower, kissing Hunter’s hips before finally brushing feather light kisses up the front of Hunter’s shaft. Then, raising his eyes to watch Hunter, he took ahold of Hunter’s dick at the base and began to lick his way up, taking his time to get to the crown.
Hunter sighed contently and it was such a strange mix of relief and anticipation that flooded him when Sebastian finally started touching his cock. He watched him while he could, idly stroking his hair and trying not to rush him no matter how much he wanted to. Slow was good, a little bit torturous but still good. He didn't think for a second he tasted better than Sebastian but Sebastian would probably say the same if it was the other way around. They were crazy about each other and Hunter hadn't ever dared dream he'd actually find this, let alone at seventeen in a small town.
Once his mouth was on Hunter’s dick, Sebastian didn’t keep things slow for much longer. He took him into his mouth, his lips moving down the shaft, taking a little bit more in each time he went down. It wasn’t just the taste of Hunter that he enjoyed, but the scent, so much stronger when he was down between his legs, a sweet male musk that he found incredibly arousing. When he couldn’t take anymore into his mouth, he worked the rest of Hunter’s cock with his hand, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he could take Hunter completely inside him, and how different that would feel for them both. That they’d even discussed it was titillating.
It felt so good to finally have his mouth on him and Hunter bit his lip and tried to stifle a moan. He drew one knee up and dug his heel into the soft bed, running his fingers through Sebastian’s hair. He was thinking about the very same thing, just how good it would feel to slowly push his cock inside of Sebastian, able to look at his face close up and kiss him while he moaned. As if he needed more reasons for not lasting long tonight. Sebastian’s reactions to a simple handjob were already so intense, Hunter could only imagine how hot he’d be when he was getting fucked. "God your mouth feels amazing, he whispered, his toes curling with pleasure.
Sebastian smiled around Hunter and moved just a little faster, spurred on by the noises he made and his hands in his hair. He loved having his hair played with even when they weren’t fooling around, but even more so now, when he craved that additional connection between them. He wanted more of those reactions from Hunter, wanted to see if he could get him to lose himself a little, to push up into his mouth, to moan and shudder and come. It was that more than anything else, that he wanted to make Hunter feel as good as he had, to share the experience and then bask in the afterglow together.
Pretty soon Hunter wasn't even trying to speak, too focused on the rhythm of Sebastian's mouth, making his balls feel tight and full and the rest of him a bit squirmy. He let his eyes close, feeling a strange mix of relaxed and hypertense. His breathing got thicker, then louder and soon it morphed into soft little moans that grew a little louder as his pleasure grew. "Fuck," he whispered between little groans. "So good, oh my god." Those images came to mind again and send a strong jolt through his core as he imagined Sebastian actually riding him, his eyes glazed with pleasure, his cock hard in his hand. It was all it took and seconds later he was right where Sebastian wanted him, jerking upward with a soft keening sound, his cock throbbing against Sebastian's tongue.
Sebastian could tell he was getting closer, his balls heavy as he cupped them with his free hand, the noises he made growing in volume. Then Hunter was thrusting up into his mouth and Sebastian closed his eyes, humming around him as he swallowed, enjoying the feeling of being wanted so desperately. He’d always been a little bit worried that he wouldn’t like this, but it was completely the opposite. He enjoyed giving as much as receiving, found it turned him on, even when he was completely spent, and he knew a large part of that was Hunter. He made him feel so good, no matter what they were doing, made him feel loved even long before they’d said it.
Hunter didn't realize how much he'd pushed himself up off the mattress until his body relaxed and he plopped back down, panting to catch his breath. This had definitely been worth the wait and the excruciating build-up that had been going on all night he thought but all he could say was, "Fuck." It came out barely a breath and he huffed a little laugh, stroking Sebastian's hair again as he peeked down at him. He wanted to say so many things but he felt a little brainless at the moment, only able to grin and beam at his boyfriend.
Sebastian sucked Hunter till he went still and then began to kiss the inside of his thighs, slowly moving up his body and giving it the attention it deserved. He’d wanted to do it going down, but this was almost better, since he could take his time and Hunter wouldn’t be driven mad by waiting. Maybe they could do that sometime, but not tonight. He nuzzled the little line running up from his crotch to his belly button, kissing that as well before moving to his chest and sucking and licking on one nipple then the other. He’d get to Hunter’s lips eventually, but until then just shared little smiles with him as he glanced up his body.
Hunter felt like he was floating and Sebastian looked so beautiful the way he smiled at him, those little kisses sending happy shivers through his body. He kept stroking him, his hair and his neck as well as rubbing lightly at his shoulders, unable to keep from touching him. "I feel so spoiled," he murmured happily before drawing a deep breath, a little shakily. "Greg should let us stay here all the time... Just saying."
Sebastian laughed softly, drawing Hunter into a kiss as he tangled their legs together. “Maybe we can work something out,” he smiled, not sure ‘all the time’ would fly, but the occasional weekend might. Maybe. Sebastian would have to find a way to make it up to him. “I wish I could have you in my bed though. Or be in yours.” He doubted Hunter’s dad would be cool with that though, even if he was fine with them dating. There weren’t a lot of parents who actually let their kids sleep around and he wasn’t all that sure Greg’s mom would be thrilled with it if she knew. She was cool though, more than most.
"Me too," Hunter whispered against his lips as he wrapped his arms around him, hugging him close. "Wish we were already off to college and we could go somewhere together and just spend every night together." Wishful thinking? Definitely. With anyone else he might have worried he was being overly clingy but with Sebastian it felt like he wanted the same thing. It was amazing. "You'd have to be my roommate so we wouldn't have to deal with other people."
Maybe he was being unrealistic, but that sounded like a dream to Sebastian. There were a lot of things that would have to line up, probably too many, but what was the harm in fantasizing a little bit? “We’d have to get some kind of a suite. You and I in one room and Greg in the other. He might flip if I tell him I want to live with you instead of him,” Sebastian grinned. They’d been talking about going to college together for years. He thought they could still room together, but maybe not actually sharing a room would be a good thing. “We’d have to make each other go to class, not just stay in bed,” he teased, giving Hunter another little kiss.
"Piece of cake," Hunter murmured with the confidence of someone who was too young to know better. "We can do homework together, make a game of it, earn prizes." He kissed Sebastian again, one of the prizes he had in mind given away for free for now. "Maybe we'd have some classes together too, unless you're learning something totally different from me." Not that he really knew what he wanted to learn yet. It would come, he hoped.
Sebastian smiled, liking Hunter’s suggested incentives, and wondered why they didn’t try to implement that now. If only they could spend more time together… “I’m pretty sure the core classes our freshman year will be pretty similar across the board. I’d be fun to take a couple together.” His brain was coming up with all kinds of scenarios, a freshman year that was very different than the one he’d originally planned, but he liked it so much more.
"Let's try to do that," Hunter said with a somewhat excited grin. He couldn't imagine not wanting to be with Sebastian, everything was so perfect now, it felt like this was one of those forever things. "Compare our choices and see if we have some in common." That was a good reason to hang out with someone, college applications and future plans? Sounded innocent enough and totally responsible. Parents ate that shit up.
“I’m sure we will,” Sebastian grinned, happy and giddy in a way that made him feel all floaty and perfect. That’s what this was. Perfect. Dreamlike. Possibly unrealistic, but he wasn’t going to listen to that voice for a second. “I should probably ask-- do you have a college in mind?” He had a few that he wanted more than others, but the main goal was just to get away, preferably someplace warm where he didn’t feel like he had to hide who he was.
"I have like... A multi part spreadsheet," Hunter said and laughed. "Like absolutely, absolutely not, maybe, pros and cons of each place. I'll have to show it to you, even if it's a mess and totally not complete." He brushed their noses together, relaxed and happy to just hold Sebastian close. "Did I just out myself as a total nerd?"
“Yes, but in a good way,” Sebastian laughed softly, nuzzling Hunter back. He was not near as organized as it was going to catch up to him soon. He needed to be completing applications, completing scholarships, and then have the ability to make a choice based on where he wanted to go and if Greg and Hunter could go there, too. If they wanted to. This just got significantly more complicated, but he thought it was worth it. “We’ll make it work.”
"Yeah we will," Hunter replied softly. It was probably a part of growing up to go their separate ways, but he still kept dreaming of going to the same place as all his people and that gang now included Sebastian. They might not all go to the same school but he'd be happy if they could at least go to the same city. "We'll hang out and compare notes, then find out what the others want to do and narrow it all down to something perfect."
“I just want to be together,” Sebastian whispered because it felt like he’d revealed too much. He shouldn’t pin his future on his first real boyfriend, but he knew he’d be happy anywhere so long as he was with Hunter. Everything else would fall into place. He’d just have to spin it backwards to his parents, make it sound like he wanted to go wherever because of their program or their traditions or whatever the school was touting to bring in prospective students. He could sell it without them knowing why it was perfect.
Hunter kissed him again, a lingering soft kiss. "Me too," he whispered then. "I feel like we can handle anything together." It was naive but it didn't really feel like it was. Sebastian had seen him at his worst - or at least Hunter hoped he'd never get worse than that - and there were rough times ahead but Hunter wanted to be by Sebastian's side through all of it. That meant something, it was more than just a cutesy teenage crush if you asked Hunter.
Kisses like that always made the butterflies in Sebastian’s stomach flare up, like his happiness was a physical thing that was just trying to push its way out. He smiled against Hunter’s lips, then stayed close, curling up with him as he shut his eyes. “Me too,” he said softly. They’d already weathered so much in the short time they were together, but Sebastian knew they had more to come. With Hunter beside him, he was sure they would make it through, no matter how difficult it might be.