sheriffskid (sheriffskid) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-09-01 00:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | #november 2017, hunter, hunter x sebastian, sebastian |
Who: Sebastian and Hunter
Where: Hunter’s house
When: Evening, Friday, Nov 10
Status: Complete
Warnings: NSFW
It was pitch black outside when Sebastian left his house, a combination of the early sunset and the dark clouds that rolled across the sky, hiding even the moon from providing a little light. Thunder rumbled overhead as the storm threatened to crash down on him, a few sprinkles of rain hitting the windshield of his car. It hardly bothered him, his mind elsewhere as he drove, not to Greg’s house as he’d told his mother, but to Hunter’s. He doubted she’d go looking for him. At the moment, he doubted that she cared. Which was probably unfair, but right then it felt like everything was, so why not dish a little unfairness out himself.
Being at home was toxic at that point, the longer he stayed, the more likely he was to put his fist through a wall. He could hide in his room, but with permission to leave, he had no reason to stay. Greg would be capable of calming him down, but he wanted to see Hunter more. It wasn’t until he was knocking on the door that he thought he maybe should have called first, or texted, to make sure he was home. This wasn’t the date Hunter might have wanted, and he probably didn’t want to spend his Friday evening soothing his bruised ego, but it was too late now. Sebastian closed his eyes while he waited, trying to pull himself together and push his feelings back down in the hopes that the night could be salvaged. Unfortunately, he wasn’t a light switch. It wasn’t that easy to turn it all off just because he wanted to.
Hunter was finishing up his homework in the living room, trying to get that done before he started distracting himself with text messages to his boyfriend. Once that started he wouldn't be able to focus on math or history for more than ten seconds at a time and that wasn't going to get him anywhere. He was really hoping for good news, that Sebastian wasn't grounded anymore and they could hang out tomorrow but at the same time he was trying really hard not to get his hopes up. It was a difficult balance to maintain and even without texting he was already having some trouble focusing.
The knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts and he bit his lip as he tried to squash those stubborn feelings of fear that still flared up when unexpected things happened. Demons didn't knock, he reminded himself. But that didn't mean it couldn't be some other horror. He got up off the couch and headed for the door, his heart beating a little faster than it should and then it was beating faster than it should for completely different reasons, his lips curling into a smile as he opened the door. "Oh my god," he murmured, his smile only growing and without thinking he stepped forward and threw his arms around Sebastian. "You're here!"
Even with his mood, the way Hunter’s face lit up when he saw him brought a little smile to Sebastian’s face. Then his arms were wrapped around him and Sebastian was pressing his face into Hunter’s hair, breathing in his scent and doing his best to let that calm him. He wasn’t thinking about who might see them in that moment, but about how right this felt. No one else could have made him smile then, not even Greg, but Hunter had managed. “Yeah,” he said softly. “I hope you don’t mind. I should’ve called, but… I wasn’t really thinking.”
Hunter let out a little laugh. "Yeah, I really don't mind," he murmured because he felt quite the opposite. He clung to Sebastian for a few seconds longer, scratching gently at the nape of his neck before letting go and pulling him inside. "What's going on?" he asked, his smile softening a bit because it wasn't hard to pick up on the fact something was wrong. Sebastian looked a little subdued despite his smile and Hunter wanted to pet him and kiss him until that tired look in his eyes went away.
Little touches like that really were everything right now and Sebastian wondered if they couldn’t just go curl up and snuggle each other till he felt better. He let Hunter pull him inside, holding onto his hand even after the door was shut. His smile began to fade as soon as Hunter asked what was wrong and he ran his free hand through his hair, mussing it up. “Things just… suck,” he sighed. “I tried talking to my mom and she… it’s like all she does is dig at me. She can’t get through a sentence without putting me down in some way. And when I tried to apologize, she wanted to argue about it.”
Hunter frowned and then stepped close to hug Sebastian again. His mom sounded like such a bitch but he knew better than to say that. Sebastian could talk about his mom however he wanted but you didn't talk shit about other people's moms. "That's not fair," he opted for instead. "I'm sorry." If things were this bad now he couldn't imagine what they'd be like when Sebastian came out of the closet and the thought was disheartening.
Sebastian closed his eyes and hugged Hunter again, wishing he could make it all just go away and that they could enjoy a night together free from his drama. But it consumed the forefront of his mind right now, the conversation twisting in his mind as he tried to recall exactly what she said. Unfortunately, he’d been upset and all that stood out were the insults. “She’s not even trying to understand,” he said, the air around him dropping a few degrees. “I never meant to hurt anyone, or put us in danger, or whatever it is she thinks I did. I still don’t know because she won’t talk to me. I get upset and she starts writing me off.”
Hunter shivered a little at the temperature drop and pulled back with a quizzical look on his face. "Did you just do that?" he whispered and he hoped the answer was yes and there wasn't suddenly a ghost lurking around in his hallway. He'd had enough of the supernatural for now, all but Sebastian's magic because that was still pretty awesome. He didn't mean to derail the conversation or dismiss what Sebastian was talking about but it was something that he needed to point out and make sure wasn't a negative thing.
“Do what?” Sebastian asked and, as he rubbed a hand over his face, his mood mellowed a bit and the temperature returned to normal. He needed to let it go if he wanted to have a good evening with Hunter, so he took another deep breath and looked at Hunter quizzically. “Did I miss something?” He’d been a little lost in his head. It was bound to happen.
"It got a bit colder," Hunter replied and it made sense that Sebastian wouldn't notice since he was still wearing his jacket whereas Hunter had nothing on over his t-shirt. "Come in, let's get comfortable," he murmured. "Dad's not home and Jen's upstairs. We were gonna order a pizza later. You hungry? want something to drink?" He looked so sad, Hunter's first instinct was to cuddle him and the second to take care of him.
Sebastian frowned a little and thought of the frost he’d seen on the vegetables in the kitchen, the way his breath had suddenly been visible on the air. “That… that might’ve been me,” he said, though he couldn’t explain it. It was something to ask Reagan about for sure. “Pizza sounds great,” he said. “I just want water. And maybe to curl up with you.” It wasn’t a maybe, but he didn’t want to make demands. And he wasn’t sure if they should settle on the couch or if they could go up to Hunter’s room. He supposed it depended on Hunter’s dad and whatever rules he might have for boyfriends.
Hunter wanted to ask more about the cold but he wanted a soda and a blanket and to cuddle with Sebastian. "C'mon," he murmured. "Get comfy, I'll get some water, you sure that's all you want?" He let go of Sebastian to head to the kitchen, glancing over his shoulder at him. "We can order the pizza now, I'm kinda hungry."
“I’ll have a coke if you have one,” Sebastian said, giving in to the caffeine and sugar. He tried to watch what he was eating between football and basketball season, but it was a Friday and he felt like he deserved a break. Sliding off his jacket, he dropped it on a chair and toed off his shoes before plopping down on the couch. “Me too, but I don’t want to rush you,” he said, giving Hunter a little smile. “Mom was working on dinner when I left.”
"Get comfy," Hunter yelled back at him at he headed for the stairs and ran up to the second floor to ask Jen if she was ready to order and what she was having. He returned a minute later and fetched them both sodas, plopping down next to Sebastian and curling in against him as he handed him his glass. "I didn't think I'd see you until tomorrow," he said jovially and while the reason for Sebastian being there wasn't exactly a happy one, he could still be thrilled that he was there. "I missed you."
Sebastian took a sip of his soda, but then set it down, more interested in wrapping his arms around Hunter. This was what he needed more than anything else. Food and drink might help, but cuddle time with Hunter was the best remedy for a bad mood. “I missed you too,” he said with a little smile, then leaned in for a kiss. It was nice to be somewhere he could really relax and not worry about who might see them. Even if Hunter’s dad got home, he knew about them. He just had to keep from getting too carried away in the living room and risk embarrassing them.
Hunter took a sip of his own coke and then put the glass away so he could properly smother Sebastian with affection. "What do you want on your pizza?" he murmured between kisses because it was up to him to order and as much as he wanted to lose himself in Sebastian, they needed food and Jen would yell at him if he forgot. He ended up sitting sideways with his legs over Sebastian's lap, a little crooked and so he could still hold onto him.
“Whatever you want,” Sebastian said with a little laugh, his mind having already drifted away from pizza with Hunter half in his lap. He kept wanting to run his hands up his legs, but wasn’t sure he could keep them from sliding too high. The need to lose himself in Hunter now that they were finally alone was so strong he wasn’t sure he could stop himself if they really got started. “When does your dad get home?” he asked, since that was the important question. Obviously they couldn’t do too much on the couch with Jen just upstairs, but he didn’t want to have a hard on when Hunter’s father walked in the door either.
Hunter shook his head. He never really knew unless Grady called or texted to let them know he was on his way home which he sometimes did. Other times he just showed up and there was no telling when. Sometimes he was still on duty and just wanted to make sure they were okay, other times he got home late, sometimes not until morning. "He's the sheriff in a crazy town," Hunter murmured. "I have no clue when he'll be here." He grinned a little and kissed Sebastian's cheek before flopping back onto his back to reach his phone so he could order their pizza. "We're not making out on this couch," he warned him playfully. "That's what my room is for."
Even though he knew Hunter was right, Sebastian gave a little pout and wondered why they were there and not in Hunter’s room if that was the case. But talking would be good and he wasn’t going to demand they go upstairs, though he was sure he could persuade Hunter after they had something to eat. “Can’t blame me for trying,” he said, eyes running up Hunter’s body as he stretched out on the couch. If he wasn’t trying so hard to be good, he’d be pushing that shirt up now so that he could kiss down his stomach… Sebastian forced himself not to touch. “I saw Mak at auditions today.”
It probably wasn't fair to say no to making out and then stretch out like that and Hunter only realized it after the fact. It made him feel like a bit of a tease and he honestly didn't mind the feeling. He placed an order online and then put his phone away, sitting back up and instantly placing a kiss on Sebastian's cheek. "Wow, this would be a good sit-up motivator," he murmured then, flopping back down only to repeat the sit-up and kiss Sebastian again. It made him laugh but he wasn't about to repeat it, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and watching him with a warm smile. "I'm so stupidly happy you're here," he whispered.
“It would be,” Sebastian laughed softly, catching Hunter’s lips with his own the second time. He imagined that working out with Hunter would be wonderful-- so much skin, sweat dripping down his brow and chest, though it would be so easy to get distracted. He doubted either of them would mind. Wrapping his arms back around Hunter, he pulled him closer. “Me too,” he whispered back, fingers lightly brushing up and down Hunter’s side. “Just being with you makes me feel better.” Like maybe his parent’s opinions didn’t matter as much. He’d feel better if someone could tell him if they were in danger or not, but for now he’d just have to hope that everything would be okay.
"Good," Hunter whispered before kissing him again. Sebastian needed everything he could get that made him feel better and Hunter was more than happy to be one of the things that put a little light in his life. He just wished they could be together all the time as every minute apart felt like a year. Being together more than made up for it though and he gently stroked Sebastian's cheek as he kissed him, feeling warm and glowing inside.
He’d been in such a mood earlier that Sebastian hadn’t expected anything could really cheer him up, but with Hunter’s lips on his there wasn’t room for thoughts about his mother and what she thought of him. All he could think about was how soft Hunter’s lips were, how good he smelled, and how perfectly they seemed to fit together. There was nowhere else he’d rather be, no one else he’d rather be with, than right there with Hunter. The only hard part was keeping his hormones in check and his hands somewhere decent. It shouldn’t be so hard, but it felt like forever since they’d last been together.
The only thing keeping Hunter in check was the fact there was a pizza on the way and he had to go answer the door when it got there. Whoever was delivering did not need to see him all disheveled and red-faced while Sebastian's car was sitting out front. The odds of that person knowing either of them might not be high but Hunter was paranoid. He did like this however, sitting curled up with his legs over Sebastian's lap, kissing and touching as much as he wanted. Jen knew he was there so she wouldn't come downstairs until he called her so all he had to worry about was his dad making an appearance.
It was kind of incredible how quickly time passed when Sebastian was wrapped up in Hunter. It felt like it had only been a few minutes when the doorbell rang, but Hunter’s lips were all kiss swollen and Sebastian suspected his were the same. Sebastian slowly pulled his hands away and offered Hunter a smile. “I’ll find something to watch while we eat?” he offered, since he knew Hunter would have to answer the door. It was probably a good thing they hadn’t started anything, otherwise they’d have been in the middle of it and he wasn’t sure he would have cared about pizza at that point.
"Okay," Hunter said as he pulled away from him and got up, darting to the hallway. He knew it was the pizza and he was less jumpy with Sebastian there but he still felt a tiny bit wary as he opened the door. He put the pizza in the kitchen to start with, then headed halfway up the stairs to yell at Jen to come help herself. She didn't really grace them with her company, waving a quick hi to Sebastian before taking a plate with her upstairs. Hunter was honestly relieved, he wanted to spend time with Sebastian alone which meant he hoped Grady wouldn't come home just yet and Jen would be happy to stay upstairs. He brought some more soda and pizza to the living room and sat cross-legged next to Sebastian. "Find anything good?"
Jen was there and gone so fast that Sebastian might have thought she had something against him if he wasn’t starting to think that was just how she was. He was fine with it, preferring alone time with Hunter, and turned on the couch to face him as they ate, the tv really just there for background noise between bites. “Mean Girls, but if that’s not your thing, there’s also Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift and Despicable Me. And one of the Lord of the Rings movies.” Though he hadn’t stayed on it long enough to pick up on which one it was. He enjoyed them, but tended to feel like if he started watching one, he needed to watch through the end of the series and he wasn’t going to make that kind of commitment when he had Hunter there.
"Mean Girls," Hunter said and laughed. "You are so gay." It wasn't a terribly mean tease considering they both were but it was funny to him because it was the stereotypical gayness thing, Mean Girls and musicals. His boyfriend was very gay. "I've seen it a few times already but that doesn't mean I won't watch it again." He pressed his lips together in a cheeky smile. "And by watch I mean... sort of listen, I guess." His eyes would be on Sebastian for the most part, that was pretty obvious. "How did Mak do?" he asked before taking a bite of his pizza.
“It’s a good movie!” Sebastian laughed. “And it’s not like I’m trying to hide it from you. I mean, I’m pretty sure you know by now,” he added cheekily. Yes, he had some very stereotypical gay interests. But he also loved football, all sports really, and comic books, and cars— he had enough typically heterosexual interests that he could hide it. If he wanted. What he really wanted was to just be himself, all of it combined. Sebastian left Mean Girls to run, his focus on Hunter as they munched on pizza. “She did good! We ran through our monologues together before the audition. I think it’ll be really fun if we both make it.”
"I hope you do," Hunter replied. "I just hope you don't get the role of one of the guys who's running around falling in love and being angsty, I'd get so jealous." He was obviously joking, tittering softly at the thought. "I'd stand up in the audience and yell out 'lies! he loves her not!' or something." He grinned around his next bite of pizza and in all honesty he could picture Mak rock one of the male roles way more than any of the girls' roles. He just wasn't sure how progressive their little drama club was about those sorts of things.
“I tried out for Puck, so I really hope I don’t get stuck with one of the lovers,” Sebastian smiled. He knew they were good roles, the leads actually, but that wasn’t what he hoped for and he thought he’d done a decent job of showing the director that he could be something different. “You just don’t want me kissing girls,” he teased. He didn’t want to be kissing them either, but kind of loved the idea of Hunter protesting from the audience. In reality, he’d probably forget his lines if that happened.
Hunter gave him a slightly exaggerated pout and shook his head because no, he really didn't want to watch Sebastian kiss anyone else, though it'd be better if it was a girl since he knew Sebastian wasn't into them. "No girl-kissing," he said, feigning petulance. "No other boy kissing either." He kept his pout in place until he'd leaned in and pressed a kiss to Sebastian's cheek, after that he let his smile return, easy and warm. "Just me."
Sebastian wanted to kiss that pout away and found himself leaning in closer, reaching for Hunter’s hand, even before he had a chance to speak. He knew it was an exaggeration, but he hoped that Hunter knew he didn’t want that either, that he had no intention of kissing anyone, no girls and definitely no other boys. “Just you,” he said, brushing a kiss against Hunter’s cheek in return. “Promise.” It was a high school play. He couldn’t imagine there being more kissing than necessary. “I’m kind hoping you’ll be in the wings and I can kiss on you between scenes,” he smiled.
"You're so bad at being in the closet," Hunter murmured and kissed him again before going back to eating. They could finish up their pizza and then ditch Mean Girls half way through to go to Hunter's room. That was worth the risk of getting caught, way more than quick kisses backstage would be. "You'd be like the worst spy ever."
“I was good at it when I didn’t have a boyfriend,” Sebastian said, smiling around another bite of pizza. “But you’re kind of irresistible.” He hated that he couldn’t kiss Hunter all the time, before classes and in-between, like all the other couples holding hands in the halls. He’d never really understood all the PDA around him until he wanted it for himself. “I really… I really don’t want to be in the closet anymore,” he admitted, smile fading a touch. “I just… don’t know how to come out.” Or, more accurately, he was scared to. Scared of what it would be like when he couldn’t hide any longer.
It wasn't an easy topic for either of them and Hunter's smile faded too, only to grow warmer. "I know," he whispered. "Whatever you choose to do, I'm here for you. In the closet or out." The last thing he wanted to do was make Sebastian feel pressured to out himself, it was probably a million times scarier now when his parents were already angry and unfair about things that weren't Sebastian's fault. Who knew how they'd react to him being gay on top of all that.
“Thanks,” Sebastian said softly, giving Hunter a little smile. “I just keep wanting to see you, and hold your hand, and it’s not fair that I can’t.” Except he could. No one was stopping him. It wasn’t like there was going to be a riot. Things would just be uncomfortable for a while, especially at home, but wasn’t that how they were now? How much worse could it get? “One day I’m just gonna snap,” he said with a little laugh. “Just walk up to you and kiss you.”
Hunter couldn't help but picture it like a movie, the camera circling them while music swelled and everyone stared, some shocked, others delighted. Mak would bounce and clap and Jen would roll her eyes comically at how sappy they were being. He had to laugh. "I think I'd like die," he said jovially. "I don't know how I'd hetero-splain that." Of course he wouldn't have to because that would be Sebastian not so much coming out of the closet as exploding out of it. It would suit him too.
“I wouldn’t want you to,” Sebastian grinned. He always figured that by the time he was ready to come out, he would be done making excuses and he didn’t want Hunter to feel like he had to make them either. He wanted it out there so bad he could almost picture it himself. “You’ll just have to start telling people I’m your boyfriend.” Which was something he was dying to do now, but knew he couldn’t. It was all or nothing, in or out. “So you’d be okay with that then? If I worked up the nerve?”
"As long as you don't get into trouble," Hunter replied because of course he wanted his boyfriend to be out of the closet, for everyone to know that Sebastian was his. "I wouldn't want you to get shipped off to some horrible camp or something, never to see you again." He didn't even know if that was a realistic fear or not, he'd heard about it happening to people, even people who never would have guessed their parents were like that. It was scary and he hoped it was a silly idea and something that could never happen to them.
That was truly the worst case of scenarios, something Sebastian feared, but thought was probably unrealistic. “I used to worry about that, but… I don’t think they’d go that far. It would make them look bad and appearances matter to my parents.” He couldn’t imagine it going over well in their social circles. No, he didn’t think it would come to that, but he could see them cutting his financial support. He could see them making his life difficult. “If things get really bad, like… like I need to get out, I still have Greg and his guest room. And college scholarships. And you. There’s no way I’ll let them take you away from me.”
"Yeah you do," Hunter said firmly. "I'm not going anywhere." If anything this adversity made their relationship stronger, it certainly wasn't going to break them apart. Then again Hunter couldn't imagine them breaking up in the first place, no matter what happened. "We'll figure it out and it'll be okay, one way or another, okay? I won't let you deal with any of it alone."
When Hunter said things like that, Sebastian really just wanted to crawl into his lap and kiss him until they had to stop for air. Hunter gave him confidence he wasn’t sure he’d have if he was single. No matter what they threw at him, he wouldn’t have to face it alone. And even with Hunter by his side, he now knew there were others. Ophelia and Greg, Mak and Jules. They had his back. Sebastian leaned into Hunter, then wrapped his arms around him, just needing to hug him. “I know you’ve said it before, but that really… it means so much.”
"I'll say it as often as you need to hear it," Hunter replied and he really didn't think there was anything better in the world than being close to Sebastian. He had a way of hugging him in ways that felt like more than just a physical thing, like the warmth wasn't just body heat and their feelings were tangible things he could touch each time he got close to him. "I never could have dreamed I'd be with someone like you, you're worth all of it."
Sebastian nuzzled into Hunter’s neck and sighed softly, his worries driven away by being close to Hunter, like if they even tried to come close Hunter might beat them off with a stick. “Someone like me?” He asked with a little smile, wondering which part of himself Hunter didn’t think he could have. Especially when he thought Hunter could do better, could have someone without all the baggage that he was toting around.
"Yeah, someone like you," Hunter said with a little roll of his eyes and an affectionate smile before he elaborated on what he meant. "I feel like I just keep hearing about gay culture being like... nothing but hook-ups and heartbreak, like you're never good enough, never fit enough and you have to be so careful not to get used. I figured I might meet someone in college or something, like I'd always be stuck in this pattern of unrequited crushes on straight guys and would probably like lose my virginity drunk at a party or something. I mean, I wanted this but I didn't... think I'd ever meet someone like you. Let alone here."
“I wasn’t sure,” Sebastian smiled and looked up at Hunter, placing a little kiss on his jaw. “I know what you mean though. I kind of thought I’d go to college, eventually give in to some drunken hook-up and… I dunno. I don’t know as much about gay culture, but I had a hard time imagining something real.” It felt like every time he saw gay characters in movies, they were either single or just into flings. It made it hard to relate, especially when he’d never even been friends with someone who was gay before. But being with Hunter had changed all that. “You’re more than I ever dared to wish for,” he said softly, knowing how sappy that sounded, but Hunter had never seemed to mind.
Hunter preferred it when Sebastian was sappy because it gave him a green light to be sappy too. He felt warm all over at the admission and his smile said as much. "There are all these stupid stereotypes, like... I don't know, we'd be twinks or something 'cause we're not eighteen and like relationships are mostly between guys who are way older or something. I just wanted... well. This. Like you see in the movies but gay." Of course it would be better if Sebastian was out and they could actually go on dates and such but even without that this was still more than he'd hoped for.
“I don’t think we’re twinks. I mean, some might say we are, but…” Sebastian gave a little shrug and rolled his eyes, grinning at Hunter. “You’re way hotter than anyone I’ve ever seen called a twink.” If the definition had to do with age, they’d grow out of it. But Hunter was right. This was what he wanted. Like what everyone else had, but gay. Though he kind of thought what they had was better. Not to put down his friend’s relationships, but most of them felt short lived, while Sebastian knew this was meant to last. “I think some people don’t know what they want. We do.”
Hunter would be lying if he said he didn't worry about how things might change when Sebastian came out of the closet. He could easily see him get swept up in hundreds of offers from hot guys, especially when he got to college. Jealousy was so ugly but Hunter knew it was a feeling that would flare up easily once his boyfriend didn't feel exclusively his. That really was the one good thing about Sebastian's hiding, he was hiding with Hunter and sometimes it felt like they were the only gay boys in the world. "Yeah, you're not a twink," he agreed with a little snicker. "Stud? God I don't know, maybe we're none of those things. You're just beautiful and fun and smart; try and stick a label on that."
A blush flared up on Sebastian’s face, as it always did when Hunter called him beautiful. He could say the same of Hunter, who sometimes seemed so perfect that he wondered why he wasn’t already taken. Sebastian was pretty sure the only reason he had a chance was that there wasn’t much in the way of competition. “Aren’t studs meant for breeding?” he asked with a little laugh, then leaned in to kiss Hunter. “We don’t need labels. Except maybe that you’re mine.” He’d never thought of himself as possessive and hopefully Hunter wouldn’t take it that way. Sebastian thought it worked both ways. He was Hunter’s as much as Hunter was his.
Hunter blushed faintly because most of those labels he only knew from the media - including porn. He shook his head and then agreed that they really didn't need labels, all those labels were lame anyway. "I'm definitely yours," he murmured against Sebastian's lips. "For as long as you want me." He decided he had eaten enough for now, more interested in kissing Sebastian and after a moment of doing so he pulled back. "Do you wanna go upstairs?"
“Is forever too long?” Sebastian asked softly, then kissed Hunter again because it was easier than facing how much he meant it. He could see a future with Hunter, beyond high school, even beyond college, but god, that scared him. People didn’t get attached to their high school boyfriends like he was to Hunter, and yet it was how he felt, like no one could ever compare. “Yeah,” he muttered, kissing Hunter again, then smiled against his lips. “You gonna seduce me?” he teased.
"I thought I already did," Hunter said with a grin and a slight wrinkling of his nose, amused and happy. "I guess I can do it all over again, and again, and again-" he trailed off and kissed Sebastian, lingering for a moment before he finally pulled away and started to get up. "Let me put these away," he said as he picked up the plates. He didn't need his dad to get grumpy if he ended up coming home early for some reason and it just wasn't his style to leave things lying around like that.
“Over and over,” Sebastian grinned, getting a bit handsy as he kissed Hunter again, letting them slide down to squeeze Hunter’s ass before he let him up. He helped put away the leftover pizza and carry things into the kitchen, not the sort to leave things out either. The rain poured down outside, making Sebastian’s skin tingle in a way he didn’t quite understand. Like he was more awake or alive, and yet it was soothing. As Hunter finishing up in the kitchen, Sebastian slid in behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and kissing him just behind his ear. “Let’s go,” he urged softly.
Hunter bumped the dishwasher closed and laughed but it felt good to have Sebastian up against him like that in ways that made his insides tingle and warm up in delicious ways. "Impatient," he all but purred at him, stroking his arms before turning around in his embrace and wrapping his arms around his neck. "Jen's up there," he reminded him between kisses. "So, not too much noise." That didn't mean they couldn't have some fun and Hunter was more than willing to take a risk tonight. It had been too damn long.
Maybe he was a little impatient, but it felt like it’d been forever and Sebastian had done his best to be good up till now. “I can be quiet,” he said, color touching his cheeks as he laughed softly. He knew he wasn’t, but he would try his best. And maybe they could put music on or something, so they didn’t bother Jen. The only problem with that was that they wouldn’t hear if Hunter’s dad got home, and that they definitely needed to hear. He wanted to meet Hunter’s dad with his pants on, thank you very much.
Hunter laughed softly and kissed Sebastian once more before pulling out of his hold and catching his hand. "C'mon," he whispered, butterflies rioting in his stomach as he led him out of the kitchen. It wasn't like they hadn't done this before but it had been a while and there was a small risk that his dad would come home. He glanced back with a little grin as he led the way upstairs and then closed the door to his room behind them. "I've missed you," he whispered then as he moved in again to kiss Sebastian with nothing holding him back this time.
The thought of being alone with Hunter always made Sebastian giddy, his heart speeding up long before they actually made it to Hunter’s room. The chance of being caught added an unexpected edge, a rush that he enjoyed more than he thought he should considering he didn’t actually want to get caught. There was just something thrilling about the possibility. Like being late to class so he could steal extra kisses had been. When the door finally closed behind them, it was like releasing a floodgate, and Sebastian barely mumbled his replay before pulling Hunter to him, the kiss deep with the promise of more. “Missed you, too.”
Hunter wished they never had to leave this room, or at least that they could keep coming back there. He worried that after tonight things would only get harder but that wasn't something he could think about right now. "Hold on," he whispered and while his door didn't have a lock, he had a way of making it harder to open by setting down a wedge right in front of it. He moved quickly to do just that, grinning cheekily at Sebastian as he joined him again and snuck his fingers under the hem of his t-shirt. "This should come off," he said like it was a matter of fact. "You agree?"
Sebastian bit his lip when he realized the door didn’t lock, the little butterflies in his stomach doing backflips. It wasn’t going to stop him, but damn. That really shouldn’t make him more horny than he already was. Hunter’s fingers sneaking under his shirt made his nipples harden and little goosebumps tingle up his sides. “Yeah,” he muttered, helping Hunter with his shirt by stripping it off in one fluid movement and dropping it on the floor. Then his hands reaching for Hunter’s as well, eager for more skin, to feel Hunter’s chest pressed against his own. “Yours too,” he said, nipping at Hunter’s lower lip. “It’s only fair.”
The fact that it was 'fair' made Hunter laugh though he couldn't really say why. He agreed though, it was only fair and he reached back to grab at his shirt below the collar, tugging it up and off and letting it fall down where Sebastian's shirt had landed. He leaned back in against him, his heart beating so fast now that he could finally be half naked with him, feeling his chest against his own. It had been way too long since they could do that and it just wasn't the same with shirts in the way. This was better. "Fair's fair," he whispered against his lips before kissing him deeply, smoothing his hands over Sebastian's flanks.
Sebastian’s eyes raked over Hunter’s form as he bared his chest and then they were pressed against each other again, kissing like it had been weeks since they’d even seen each other. His hands moved up Hunter’s bare back, enjoying the feel of hard muscle under soft skin, before moving lower, dipping into the back of Hunter’s jeans to squeeze his bare ass. It was so hard to take things slow, to savor each second, when all he really wanted was both of them naked an in Hunter’s bed. He knew they’d get there, that he just had to be patient, but waiting was so much harder when there was nothing there to stop them.
Hunter felt similarly but he also wanted to take more time doing things while feeling like they couldn't. In a way it felt like they had to stuff a whole lot of things into a very small time slot and it made him a little antsy, like he needed to rush when he didn't really want to. Sebastian's hands on him had heat rushing to his crotch and he made a soft sound into the kiss before pulling back, biting his lip and giving Sebastian an almost pained look of desire. "I'm going to put music on," he murmured because his sister was right next door and he did not want her to hear him if Sebastian started doing things that really made him moan.
Sebastian swayed towards Hunter as he pulled away, drawn to him like there was some kind of force tying them together. His hands slid out of the back of Hunter’s pants, fingers trailing around the waistband and popping the button at the front. “‘Kay,” he whispered, not getting any further before he released Hunter, eyes on him as he moved around the room. He took the opportunity to pull his socks off, then climb onto the bed, teeth tugging at his bottom lip as he waited for Hunter to join him. He knew music was a good idea, that Jen really didn’t need to hear them. Despite their best efforts to be quiet, Sebastian liked it best when he could make Hunter forget himself enough to be vocal.
It didn't take long to get the music going and Hunter hurried after Sebastian, tugging his own socks off before he crawled up on the bed with him. "If I give you a blowjob, do you think you can keep it quiet?" he asked teasingly, not wasting any time to get close to Sebastian, nuzzling up against him and running his hand over his chest. He thought about this far too much, Sebastian naked in his bed, Sebastian's cock in his mouth and sometimes going further. That was going to have to wait until they were both ready and had a hell of a lot more privacy.
Sebastian moaned softly and leaned into Hunter, his hands already on Hunter and sliding down to his hips. He’d been planning on offering then same to Hunter and hoped he’d have a chance afterwards. It was sometimes hard to decide what he liked more, Hunter’s mouth on him or Hunter’s dick in his mouth. “I’ll do my best,” he smiled, meaning it, but also glad they had music on because he doubted he could be perfectly quiet. If there was one thing he’d learned since they got together it was that he could be embarrassingly vocal if left unchecked. “Can I blow you after?” he asked with a kiss, doubting the answer would be no.
Hunter scraped his teeth over his lips and nodded before moving in to kiss Sebastian again. He could have so easily made a joke of it because he wanted nothing more than to have Sebastian suck him off; being asked nicely was just funny in that context, but he honestly didn't feel like joking around. Not when he could keep kissing and touching his boyfriend in the privacy of his room. He really hoped Jen would get the hint and go downstairs so they didn't have to worry about her hearing but even then Hunter was trying hard not to care. So what if she heard? Why was it such a big deal?
Sebastian’s eyes fell shut when Hunter moved in to kiss him again, one of his hands dropping to finish what he’d started and at least get Hunter’s pants open. He wanted to touch as much of him as he could, tease for as long as he could before Hunter started to go down on him, because he knew that once that started he’d be useless. Just thinking about it made his cock chub up in his boxers and he gave a little grind of his hips against Hunters. Someday he’d like to do so much more from that position, wrap his legs around Hunter as Hunter slid inside him, but not tonight. Not with Jen next door and a wedge under the door and the need to keep quiet. They weren’t quite there yet, but maybe someday soon.
The absolute dream was of course to be able to afford a hotel room, a proper one, not just a cheap motel room somewhere. They could lounge in bed naked for hours just playing around, not worrying about anyone catching them in the act. Hunter still clung to that dream, that maybe sometime soon they could actually do that. He reluctantly broke the kiss after a moment and gave Sebastian an apologetic smile. "Hold on," he whispered, wincing a little as he hated stopping again but he was still a little nervous about not hearing his dad if he came home. Shifting away from Sebastian for a moment he found his phone and texted Jen a quick request to text him back if Grady came home. It was perhaps also a subtle warning that she might want to go hang out downstairs but he knew better than to openly suggest that. "Sorry," he murmured when he returned, tossing his phone within reach just in case he did get a warning text. "Can we... Can I take these off you?"
Sebastian whined softly when Hunter pulled away again and ducked in to kiss his neck in the meantime, letting Hunter type away on his phone. He knew they didn’t have the privacy they wanted or needed, so whatever Hunter had to do to keep that door closed was worth it. If his own house had been an option, Sebastian would have offered, but the best he could do was Greg’s and they couldn’t crash there every weekend. Sebastian nibbled at Hunter’s neck as his hand slid into his pants, cupping his dick and giving it a squeeze. He smiled against Hunter’s skin when he spoke, shifting up enough to nip the shell of his ear. “Any time you want,” he purred.
Hunter let out a soft and needy moan, reflexively pushing into the touch. "Now would be good," he said, too aware that they might not have as much time as they wanted though it was entirely possible they had the whole night. Not knowing was making him a little anxious which weirdly just served to make him hornier. He reached down to fumble with Sebastian's pants, getting the buttons loose with one hand while giving Sebastian's obvious erection a little squeeze through the denim.
Sebastian knew he was making it hard for Hunter to focus, but the feeling of Hunter’s cock hardening beneath his hand was just too delicious to give up. He continued to tease him through his underwear, only faltering when Hunter palmed him through his jeans. “Yeah, let’s get those off,” he whispered, meaning his own, but it was also an excuse to peel Hunter’s pants down as well, pushing them past his hips. The sooner they could get rid of all the clothes between them, the better this would feel.
It took a little bit of squirming and shuffling around to get their jeans all the way off and Hunter laughed a little at the hassle of it but then he was back in Sebastian's arms and the amusement was quickly forgotten. "Lie back," he murmured and nipped lightly at Sebastian's bottom lip. "I want to pamper you." Of course he kept thinking about actually fucking him but that was not happening tonight. The mood was perfect and there was something really sexy about doing this while there was a raging storm outside but they weren't going any further than they already had and Hunter knew that. The rain was beating hard against the window, the sound of it mixed with the mellow music he'd put on, stirring up a countless feelings in his chest.
Sebastian snickered between kisses as they both fumbled their way through undressing, quieting when Hunter’s teeth scraped over his lip. A blush spread up his cheeks and down his chest as he laid back on Hunter’s bed, excited about what was to follow, but still the slightest bit self conscious. No one else had ever seen him laid out like that, completely bare, legs slightly spread, cock hard and ready. Ready for so much. God, if they were really alone tonight… “I want you so bad,” he muttered softly, licking his lips as he looked Hunter over. The mood was right, but the timing wasn’t. He’d find a way to make it happen. Soon.
It wasn't the first time Hunter wanted to take a picture of him to keep for those lonely nights and it wouldn't be the last. He looked so beautiful and all his for the taking which made it even better than quality porn. "I want you too," he whispered as he moved after Sebastian, running his hand over his thigh and up to his cock to stroke him gently while he indulged in kissing for just a little longer. "Always," he murmured against his lips. "All the time."
The touch of Hunter’s hands on his skin and his cock made Sebastian shiver in anticipation, his hips naturally rising to push into Hunter’s hand. “Always,” he whispered back, thinking of all the nights he laid in bed alone, imagining Hunter there beside him. His own hand didn’t compare to Hunter’s though, and there was nothing like the feel of Hunter’s mouth. Someday they could have this every night, whenever they wanted. The challenge would be ever getting out of bed. Now he reached for Hunter, trailing his fingers down his back and over the curve of his ass, unable to pass up the chance to touch him like this.
Hunter arched up into the touch and couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to get fucked by Sebastian. He wasn't exactly small though he wasn't too big either and Hunter had a feeling he'd need to work up to it if they ever tried it. It was all at once tempting and intimidating and he wondered if Sebastian felt the same way. He kissed him deeply for a little longer before pulling back, feeling a little dopey with arousal as he started kissing his way down his body. It was irresponsible taking so much time but he had to indulge and relish what little time he had with Sebastian.
Though Sebastian had entertained fantasies of what it might be like to fuck Hunter, it didn’t feel right to ask for it, not if Hunter wasn’t interested. He couldn’t really explain why he wanted it one way or the other; he just knew that thinking about Hunter’s cock pushing into his ass got him hot and bothered like nothing else. But when Hunter arched into his touch, he did wonder what it would be like to let his fingers slide lower and tease him. He had the feeling he’d like it either way. So far everything they’d done together had been amazing and when Hunter started to move down his body, his cock twitched in anticipation.
Hunter wanted to draw it out, tease and play for a while, watch Sebastian's cock get harder, more needy, maybe even leak a little. They might get caught, he thought and again that sent a little rush through him. It would be horrible, but as long as it didn't happen the anticipation that it might was dizzying. He couldn't take too long and he definitely didn't want to be left hanging so he took him in his mouth, feeling that something click into place in his gut, like he was a junkie finally getting his fix. It was crazy but they spent so little time together, this was probably better than heroin.
As much as he would have enjoyed a good, long tease, Sebastian loved having Hunter’s mouth on him even more. He groaned softly as Hunter’s lips wrapped around him, his head falling back on the pillow, and it was a second before he remembered that he needed to keep it quiet. He bit his lip as Hunter’s tongue swirled around the tip, the head so much more sensitive with his foreskin pulled back, and still found himself humming quietly with desire. It was harder than he’d thought it would be to hold back, especially when all he really wanted was to let go, but it was worth it to be with Hunter. Every chance they got was worth it.
Sebastian's groan mixed with the music and Hunter was glad he'd put it on. It was smooth and sexy but also loud enough to mask some of the moaning he was sure they'd both be doing. He bobbed slowly as he took Sebastian deeper, teasing the tip every time he pulled back, his grip firm on the base. He had learned a lot of Sebastian's preferences but it felt like there was still so much to explore and figure out, especially with all the time between where they couldn't do a damn thing. He hummed softly around his cock, sneaking his free hand between his thighs to play with his balls.
While he’d never thought Hunter was bad at giving head, Sebastian swore every time was better than the last. It was like Hunter had memorized his cock, something he knew he hadn’t had the time to do, and yet he seemed to know just where to lick and touch him. The head had always been super sensitive, something he’d heard was normal with being uncut, and Hunter seemed to have down the perfect amount of teasing to really get him going. The humming brought it to another level and Sebastian cursed softly, gasping when Hunter’s hands moved to his balls. He spread his legs a little more, giving him room to play, and let his eyes fall shut as Hunter swallowed him down again.
Hunter did think every time they were together was better. A big part of it was that they knew each other now, trusted each other more and were less shy of each others' bodies. It was less of a novelty and Hunter felt far more relaxed doing this than he had the first time. Sure, the first time was a bigger rush but the excitement was hardly missing from the action now. He used the little sounds Sebastian was making like guidelines, drawing his tongue along the underside of his cock as he rolled his balls between his fingers.
“Fuck,” Sebastian muttered, arching into the touch, Hunter’s tongue drawing a bead of precum to the tip. He wanted to make it last, to hold off as long as he possibly could, except he knew that their time was limited and that he’d yet to even touch Hunter properly. It was reason enough to give in to every feeling, to let Hunter draw him closer to completion with every lick and touch. While he was glad he wasn’t coming as fast as he had the first time, now wasn’t the time to see just how long he could last. They could save that game for another time.
Hunter was not trying to draw it out, no matter how much he wanted to. His movement had become more focused and rhythmic and he was oh so tempted to run his fingers behind Sebastian's balls and further, find out just how tight he would feel around his finger. Temptation aside, it wasn't time for that now so he stuck to Sebastian's cock and balls, glancing up every so often to take in the look on Sebastian's face.
The rhythmic motion was just what Sebastian needed and before he knew it he was whimpering softly, growing closer with each swipe of Hunter’s tongue. “Hunter, babe,” he panted, eyes opening just enough to look down at him and that was all it took, the image of Hunter’s lips wrapped around him, taking him in. His hips jerked as he came and he cried out before biting down hard on his bottom lip, trying to quiet himself as his body shook in orgasm. If the music wasn’t enough to drown him out, then maybe the storm would help do the rest.
Hunter would never get sick of those sounds he made, even if right now they made him a little nervous what with his sister being home and all. He grinned around Sebastian's cock, swallowing him down and licking him clean before he pulled up. "You are so hot," he whispered, still feeling needy and amped up even as Sebastian started relaxing. He took another swipe at his cock with his tongue, breathing him in and slowly smoothing his hands up over his thighs.
Sebastian shivered as Hunter sucked and licked him clean, the sensation echoing throughout his body, down to his fingers and toes. It was times like this that he wished they could come together, when his limbs felt heavy and his head all foggy, but the sight of Hunter touching him, his cock still hard between his legs, stirred him into moving. “So are you,” he smiled softly back, reaching for Hunter, wanting to pull him up his body and kiss him. “Come ‘ere.” He deserved some attention now and Sebastian was dying to return the favor.
Hunter was happy to oblige, moving up over his body and then leaning down against him as he kissed him. His cock left traces of cum on Sebastian's hip as he drew it along his skin, then pressed it against him, letting out a little moan at the sensation. He wasn't going to take long at all, he could tell already. Maybe it was at least partially a good thing that they kind of needed to be quick tonight. He could still taste him on his tongue and it was even more of a turn on to know so could Sebastian.
Was it weird that Sebastian liked the little mess that Hunter’s cock left as it trailed up his skin? Too much and he would’ve wanted a shower, but this was the sort of thing that left him smelling like Hunter and sex, a scent he equated with unbridled happiness. The taste on Hunter’s tongue did the same, something he knew should’ve been gross, but instead it turned him on. He kissed Hunter back thoroughly as his legs wrapped around him, grinding up against him for just a moment. He loved the weight of him there, wished they had some time to experiment with it, but instead slowly released him when the kiss left him breathless. “Roll over,” he whispered against his lips, still nipping and sucking at them. “It’s your turn.”
Hunter hummed contently, kissing him for a moment longer before he moved to stretch out on his back, pulling Sebastian with him. Yes, it was his turn, but he wasn't done with the kissing just yet and so he wound his arms around him, slowly rubbing his leg against Sebastian's hip. It felt good to have his body pressed down against him, his cock caught between them very much liking the friction of whatever little move Sebastian made.
Sebastian laughed softly as they rolled, content to kiss Hunter for as long as he wanted. He thought about moving, straddling Hunter, but the way Hunter’s leg wrapped around him had their cocks so nicely lined up that he didn’t want to change things. Instead, he rolled his hips, setting a slow rhythm meant to turn Hunter on further. Pressed against him like this, he thought again of what it would be like to fuck Hunter. Fuck, if he went down that path, he was going to be hard again and he hadn’t even gotten Hunter off yet.
It was hard not to think about that with the way Sebastian moved and Hunter's stomach clenched with a sort of nervous energy that felt stupidly good. He moaned softly into the kiss, gripping Sebastian's ass to pull him down even as he raised his hips up to meet him. Sometimes it felt like they couldn't get close enough, like he wouldn't be happy until they melded together somehow.
Even though he’d just come, Sebastian groaned when Hunter grabbed his ass, loving the way that felt, the touch itself plus the way Hunter took control. It was hard not to move a little faster, to provide just a little more friction, even though his intention had always been to suck Hunter off. “You wanna get off like this? Or in my mouth?” he asked, needing to know how far to take this. He didn’t want to get Hunter almost there and then stop if that’s what he wanted.
"Your mouth," Hunter whispered. It felt good but he didn't think he was going to get off from it. "If that's okay?" he added with a little grin and hoped Sebastian would be able to tell him if there was anything he didn't want to do. "Or you can use your hand," he then said, thinking better of it since he really liked having Sebastian's body tight against his own and being able to kiss him was really awesome.
“I like sucking your cock,” Sebastian whispered back, skin flushing at the admission. “But I can use my hand if you like this.” He definitely understood the appeal, so he spit in his hand and slid it down between them to wrap around Hunter’s cock. Lube would have been better, but he also didn’t want to stop to hunt for it when this might be enough. And this way if Hunter changed his mind, he wouldn’t get a mouthful of lube. He began to stroke Hunter in time with their rocking, kissing him again as the speed built slightly. He didn’t want to rush things, but knew he shouldn’t draw it out even if he wanted to.
"I like this," Hunter whispered before the kiss and he couldn't explain what it was exactly. It just felt intimate, no matter how much he loved Sebastian's mouth on his cock, this was different in a way he apparently needed tonight. He was moving with him again after a beat and ended up breaking the kiss when it got hard to breathe through it. He pressed his face against Sebastian's neck, clinging to him as his arousal built up to a boiling point. "Love you," he whimpered before words failed him and he was coming, hot cum spilling down Sebastian's hand.
Sebastian didn’t need an explanation. He just wanted to make Hunter feel good and he enjoyed the chance to stay close to him, to kiss him and rub against him as he jerked him off. The movement felt natural, the position he’d want to be in if he ever did fuck Hunter, at least the first time. It was so much more intimate, even when the kiss broke and Hunter was just holding on through his climax. “Love you too,” he answered softly, his hand never slowing, not until he felt hot cum spill over it and between their bodies. He continued to move, gradually bringing Hunter back down, his own breathing hard, as well as his dick.
Hunter started relaxing again, letting out a little huff of a laugh that had more to do with endorphins than amusement. "So good," he murmured, catching Sebastian's mouth again for a lazy kiss. "Wish we could do this every night," he added in a whisper as he gently nudged their foreheads together. One day maybe they could, Hunter hoped that was the case.
“Me too,” Sebastian purred softly, his clean hand finding Hunter’s and threading their fingers together. He dreamt of a future where they could be together every night, to cuddle and to fuck at whatever pace they liked, where they could fall asleep in each other’s arms. Maybe it was cheesy or overly romantic, but he really believed they could have it. They just had to be patient, which was hard when it seemed forever away. “I think of you every night when I go to sleep. I pretend you’re there with me,” he whispered, eyes closed as he shared his secret.
"Really?" Hunter whispered, a warm smile curling his lips as he tightened his hold on Sebastian. "Me too," he added then and it wasn't something he would have easily admitted to if Sebastian hadn't first. It was sweet coming from Sebastian but he would have worried it'd just be weird coming from him, like he was too needy or something. He kissed Sebastian again as soon as he let the words out, then smiled again. "Every night."
Maybe he was too trusting, or just hadn’t been burned, but Sebastian was willing to tell Hunter things he couldn’t imagine admitting to anyone else, especially when they were curled up in bed together. He felt safe there, and loved, like nothing could possibly hurt him, least of all Hunter. “Yeah,” he whispered, kissing Hunter back. “Doesn’t compare to this though.” No fantasy was good enough to even compete with the real thing.
Hunter hummed his agreement into the kiss because it really didn't compare. He'd always wanted a boyfriend and for the last couple of years he'd felt sulky sleeping alone but now that he'd actually experienced it that emptiness in his bed was even worse. Now that he knew what could fill it. He knew he should probably go get cleaned up and dressed but it could wait just a few more minutes while he tried to soak in as much of this moment as he could.
Sebastian could have laid there with Hunter all night if given the chance. He would have loved to kiss and cuddle until they were both wound up, then started all over again. Even though he knew they’d have to stop at any moment, he continued to kiss Hunter, fingers lightly running over his ass and thighs, pretending they had the time they wanted. If Hunter wasn’t worried about his father suddenly turning up, then Sebastian assumed they were good for now. He just didn’t want to be caught by surprise.
It was Hunter who reluctantly put it to an end, far sooner than he wanted to. He hoped Sebastian wouldn't leave just because they had more clothes on but he was aware he might. It was getting late and it was raining so hard the roads might be getting tricky. He selfishly hoped Sebastian couldn't go home because of it but that was stupid and dangerous. And yet... "Let's get cleaned up," he murmured softly, trailing his fingers over Sebastian's cheek. "I don't wanna get up but... you know."
“I know,” Sebastian pouted quietly, but he knew it wasn’t Hunter’s fault they couldn’t lay around in bed all evening. He pressed another kiss to his lips, then rolled on his back to stretch slowly, arms over his head and toes pressing to the end of the bed. “We should get some more pizza. Maybe pull up Netflix on your laptop?” Getting back in bed went unsaid. Sure, they’d be dressed, but they could still cuddle and kiss in the privacy of Hunter’s bedroom. It seemed like a better option than the downstairs living room couch if Hunter’s dad might be coming home soon.
Netflix meant at least another hour of hanging out and Hunter grinned happily. "Yes," he agreed enthusiastically and sat up, reaching for some tissues. He shared a bathroom, which was a real nuisance when he had his boyfriend over but at least they hadn't gotten too messy. He got what little mess there was wiped off his stomach and offered tissues to Sebastian before rolling off the bed to go through their pile of clothing.
Sebastian watched Hunter with hooded eyes, barely refraining from “helping him” clean up. The point was to clean up, not get off again. He finally sat up when Hunter offered him the tissues, wiping himself off before hunting down his clothes. “Do you watch Brooklyn 99?” he asked as he pulled on his boxer briefs. He’d been trying to think of something fun to watch that didn’t require a lot of focus, since he could barely focus when he was alone with Hunter anyways. The only downside was that he might start laughing mid make-out.
"Uh yeah," Hunter replied incredulously. "I'll watch it anytime, you wanna watch that tonight?" His mind went to similar places as Sebastian's. He'd seen it before so he wouldn't be too distracted but it was always fun to watch again so they could still watch it - at least partially. He'd pulled on his underwear and pants and couldn't resist taking a break from dressing so he could give Sebastian a kiss.
“Just thinking of things to put on,” Sebastian grinned back at Hunter, his pants half fastened when they stopped to kiss for a second. His hands found Hunter’s hips and he pulled him close, savoring that last moment where their chests could touch, sharing their body warmth. “I’ve seen it, it’s fun, and I don’t care if I miss things,” he said softly, smiling against Hunter’s lips. He wasn’t even going to pretend they needed something with serious plot.
"Exactly," Hunter whispered happily, his arms circling Sebastian's middle and holding on tight. "It's perfect." He closed their lips together again, reveling in the soft kiss for a while longer. Putting on a shirt wouldn't take as long as the rest of their clothes though he also needed to find his socks. He just hoped Grady wouldn't come home until late.
Was it wrong to hope Hunter’s dad might not come home at all tonight? Maybe he’d stay at the station? Sebastian doubted his own parents would care if he was gone, especially since they thought he’d gone to Greg’s, and if he could stay all night, then hell yes he would. He hadn’t planned on it, doubted he would be that lucky, but it never hurt to hope.