lookinside (lookinside) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2018-03-23 14:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | #october 2017, hunter, hunter x sebastian, sebastian |
Who: Sebastian and Hunter
When: Thursday, October 12th, evening
Where: The Beach
Warnings: Dirty Thoughts!
Status: Complete - Part 2
It was definitely not normal to feel like his whole body was electrified just because Sebastian touched his fingers, was it? Hunter's body didn't care what was normal, this was amazing. Sex was going to kill him, he was pretty sure. Those flutters didn't go away the whole time they were driving and ordering and then driving again and he felt himself get more and more nervous, even if they had music and food to distract them. Sebastian seemed to know where to go so he was happy to be a passenger and let him make the decisions for now. He chose the beach and Hunter's heart did that thing again because looking at the ocean with a guy while eating in his car was just about almost too romantic for him to handle. "This is perfect," he whispered when Sebastian found them a spot. The sun had long since gone down which was probably a blessing or Hunter thought he might have had a coronary from emotional overload.
Sebastian was pretty sure that every other guy he knew was better at maintaining their cool than he was. He felt like Hunter could probably read it all over him. His hands were just a step away from shaking, fidgeting in some way nonstop, his heart racing like he’d just run a marathon, and he’d done nothing except drive and eat dinner, neither of which should have this so worked up. But he knew it was having Hunter there beside him. It felt campy and romantic to go to the beach, but it was literally all he could think of. “Yeah?” he asked, turning the music down. His hand moved up to twirl his hair around a finger, a nervous habit that he couldn’t seem to get under control. “I love coming out here. It’s all crowded in the summer, but it’s still nice now. The water just…” He gave a little shrug. He was being sappy. “If it wasn’t so cold, I’d suggest we go down there, but it’s nicer in here right now.”
"Yeah, I didn't bring a jacket," Hunter murmured with a little grin as he got his burger out and took a bite. It was messy food and he suddenly felt stupid for not suggesting they get something else, something simpler, but Oh Well. He'd just have to be careful not to drop salad on himself or in Sebastian's car. No big deal. At least it tasted good, messy food tended to be awesome but that made sense. Nobody would bother with it if it didn't taste good. He chewed slowly, careful with the wrapping to make sure it caught anything that wanted to fall out. "Have you ever been out sailing?" he asked then. It was a summertime thing so it wasn't like they were going to do that together but it was something Hunter loved doing and wished he could do more often.
It wasn’t worth saying, since then he’d be cold himself, but Sebastian thought that he’d have totally given Hunter his jacket. Just the thought of seem him in it was thrilling. Unwrapping his burger, he took a bite, waiting till he was done before answering. “I’ve been out, but I’ve never actually sailed myself. Like, I don’t know how. My parents have a little boat, but it’s motor run, you know? I think it’d be fun to learn to sail.” What his parents had was actually more of a small yacht, but it made him feel like a snob to say so, even if he’d downplay it to the point of them having a row boat. “What about you?” he asked. “You sail or anything?”
"Not me," Hunter tittered though he liked the idea that he could sail, he was old enough to learn it now. "I've just been with other people a few times, when I was younger. We went to Myrtle Beach when Jen and I were really small and that was crazy fun. It was so warm out on the water but so much nicer than on the beach." His memory of it was a little hazy admittedly and he wasn't even sure how old he had been. Maybe seven or eight.
“I’ve been on one on vacation,” Sebastian nodded, totally able to relate. He loved it out on the water. He’d go out any time of year, but it really did get too cold in the winter and the ice became a danger. It was too bad they were moving into fall, otherwise he’d beg his father for a day to take his friends out. Mainly Hunter. “I’m not really a huge nature guy. Like, I could go camping, but I’m probably gonna be sick of roughing it within a couple of days. But I love the beach,” he smiled. “We should do, like, a big bonfire out here one night, before it gets too cold.”
"That sounds awesome," Hunter agreed even if they wouldn't be able to really cozy it up with a lot of people there. "And yeah I don't like camping. I'm a high maintenance gay guy, I'm not going to be sleeping in a shitty tent with flies everywhere." He shook his head and while it came off as a joke he really wasn't joking that much. He would go at a drop of a hat if Sebastian invited him with him but it wasn't his scene. Now, nice hotels or a cabin somewhere, that he could do. As long as there was hot water and electricity. "I like the daytime part of camping, but then I wanna go home."
“What if it was a nice tent without flies?” Sebastian teased. “I’m good with the night, so long as there’s a campfire and smores and showers and toilets. And maybe an air mattress. Which I know I’d be made fun of for, but oh well,” he laughed softly. Like Hunter, he’d be happier in a cabin with beds, heating, and electricity. “I did it some when I was little, but I didn’t mind sleeping on the floor then.” Opening his milkshake, he began to dip his fries in before eating them. “What would your dream vacation be?”
"I think a lot of places could be nice," Hunter said a little undecidedly. "But right now if I was going on vacation I think I'd just wanna go somewhere like New York or something... See some cool concerts, go to a night club... I mean, assuming I was freaking old enough to get into a night club." Being seventeen could really suck. He could imagine going to one of the large gay clubs though and it would be amazing. Nothing but hot gay guys everywhere and he'd probably freak out a little but it'd be fun too. "If not a city then maybe somewhere tropical. Learn scuba diving!"
“I’ve always dreamed about going to New York or LA. Maybe San Francisco. Or yeah, someplace tropical. With those little huts on the water,” Sebastian grinned. He’d seen pictures, but didn’t even know where it was that such a place existed. “I think some places have clubs that you only have to be eighteen to get into. Not that I’m eighteen yet, but soon, you know?” Though even if he could get in, he wouldn’t be old enough to drink. But he could dance! That in itself would be a rush.
They weren't eighteen yet and that was the problem. Hunter took another bite of his burger and chewed with a grin as Sebastian talked about his dream vacations. They all sounded great to him and that just made him feel more like they were meant to be or something. They were at least totally meant to go on vacation together. "Soon," he scoffed. "Easy for you to say when you're in March. My birthday's not until August so I wouldn't get in anywhere without a fake ID." He didn't think that was fair at all but unfortunately rules weren't made depending on if he liked them or not.
“Then we’ll just have to go to Mexico where nobody cares,” Sebastian said with a little laugh. He had the feeling that the drinking age was eighteen there, but he also thought they could get Hunter a fake ID if they were actually going to Mexico together, something that he realized was not likely to happen any time soon, but sounded absolutely wonderful and he needed to just stop. His mind was running away with itself. Luckily there was food and he wasn’t saying everything out loud. “We can get pina coladas and sit on the beach and you can tan while I burn.” Because that’s exactly what would happen, he was sure.
Hunter almost spit out his food snort-laughing at that last bit. Thankfully he didn't choke or anything, nor did he spray food everywhere, but he did need to cover his mouth with a napkin while he finished getting that bite of burger chewed up and out of the way. "I don't want you to burn," he said with a little titter. "We'll get you one of those huge parasols and gallons of sunscreen, how about that?" While he knew logically they weren't going to run off to Mexico together, even for a vacation, it was nice to think about and they'd be so far away nobody would care if they were gay or not. No meddling parents, no nosy schoolmates, just the two of them. It made his stomach all fluttery again.
Sebastian laughed softly, feeling a little bad for making Hunter choke on his food, but it was the truth! Gingers just weren’t meant to tan. “There we go. A giant umbrella and you can dunk me in sunscreen. I’ll smell like coconuts for weeks,” he grinned, taking a sip of his shake. It was nice to dream a little. It felt far less stressful than the situation he was in now, even if he wouldn’t give up being there with Hunter for anything. “You have any plans this weekend?” He knew it was a little weird to ask Hunter out for Thursday night, but with the game on Friday he didn’t really want to wait.
Hunter decided to be bold and he quirked a brow at Sebastian and smiled. "No, you should come hang out with me on Saturday." He knew Friday wasn't going to happen, everyone and their grandmother knew about the big game so Sebastian would be out of town for most of the night. Maybe there would be a party after but Hunter had no idea how late the team would be returning. Saturday though, he had a feeling his dad would be working and maybe Jen would go out so they could watch a movie at home or something, it'd be a fun thing for him to worry about for the next two days.
“Yeah?” Sebastian grinned, liking the boldness there. It was really nice to not be the only one making moves. It made him think back to that earlier kiss from Hunter. It was short and sweet, but decisive when he needed it most. “I’d like that. We should watch something. Or play video games. Or… I dunno,” he said with a little laugh. He did know, but saying any of that to Hunter, or even aloud, felt like too much. His fingers brushed over Hunter’s arm though, a light touch that was probably barely noticeable, yet felt huge to Sebastian. “I’ve got chores to do in the morning, but I could come over after that?”
Hunter noticed that little touch. He might not have if it was a casual touch by anyone else, but it wasn't, so he noticed it as well as if Sebastian had kissed him again. "Sounds good," he said, already planning on how to get Jen to go out and stay out for a while. Yes, he was nervous, but Mak was right when she told him Sebastian was nice and also nervous, so it would probably be okay, unless he exploded. That was definitely a possibility. "So what time do you want to be there?" he asked so he could make sure he'd be home alone by then.
“Um, does two o’clock work?” Sebastian asked, his fingers moving down from Hunter’s arm to his hand, something he knew Hunter would notice. It made it hard to think. Was two o’clock okay? He could get up early, work out, mow the lawn, clean the pool, do laundry, clean up, eat lunch, and be there by two? It sounded feasible. And he was sure Greg would cover for him. He could be gone till after midnight and his parents wouldn’t care, so long as he was with Greg or a girl. It gave him pretty much unlimited time to hang out with Hunter and… and maybe be alone with him. Like he was now. “If that’s too early, I can come later.”
Two sounded perfect, except for the fact there was no way Hunter would get rid of Jen that early. She liked to sleep until noon and then she'd lazily mosey around for a while after she woke up. "Uhm, is four okay?" he asked and turned his hand around to lightly grasp Sebastian's fingers. It was something he felt like he didn't need to think about, but at the same time he was thinking about it too hard. The feel of Sebastian's fingers against his own, the touch so light it almost tickled. He was looking at their hands instead of Sebastian's face now, fascinated and nervous and happy all at once.
Sebastian felt Hunter turn his hand and thread their fingers together, the action sending shivers up his arm that radiated out to the rest of his body. “Four’s perfect,” he said softly, licking his lips. Every time he found himself in this situation, he thought he might die from nerves alone, yet it was so worth it if he could push through. Without saying a word, he slowly raised Hunter’s hand to his lips and kissed his fingertips one by one. It was the weirdest thing, the way his brain worked, how he didn’t have to really think if he started to feel. Which was why when he got to his fourth finger and there was salt on it from the fries, he sucked the tip into his mouth.
Hunter had forgotten all about his burger at this point, too preoccupied staring at Sebastians lips around his finger. It was easy to imagine them around his cock and that just sent blood rushing to his dick in what was the worst timing ever. He swallowed thickly and breathing felt harder somehow, like he was a little drunk already, warm and overly aware of his body. He couldn't say a word, just licked his own lips and leaned in a little closer.
While he didn’t really know what it felt like, Sebastian could imagine based on Hunter’s reaction and it really just encouraged him to continue. He sucked his finger a little further into his mouth, tongue brushing against the bottom, his face heating up as he felt his dick begin to stir. Yeah, that was going to kill him. Slowly, he pulled Hunter’s hand back, never taking his eyes off Hunter’s. “Sorry,” he said softly, surprised to find himself breathless. “I… that got away from me.”
Hunter almost laughed because really? He couldn't laugh though, his heart was beating too fast and he felt kind of slack-jawed still. He pulled his hand away but only so he could grab hold of his jacket, pulling him closer as he leaned in as well and pressed their lips together. They'd only done those little pecked kisses, like they were family or something, and Hunter wanted to know what it was like to really kiss him, to feel that tongue against his own, salty and slick. This was what being brave was, he was sure, because he was absolutely a nervous wreck but he managed to keep it together and he went for it anyway and that was fucking brave. Underneath it all he felt a little proud of himself, even if Sebastian had technically started this. That thought quickly faded away when their lips met and he parted his lips to encourage Sebastian to do the same.
There was a brief moment where Sebastian thought he’d really, truly fucked up, but then Hunter was pulling him in and it was positively the hottest thing he had ever experienced, right up until his lips found his, then that took the award. He’d kissed girls, more of them than he really cared to count, but never did it have this kind of heat, even when he worked at it. He didn’t have to work with it with Hunter. The second their lips touched it was like instant flames, his whole body hot, heart racing as his tongue slid against Hunter’s own. His hands found their way to Hunter’s cheeks, pulling him in, almost afraid he might stop. This was what it was supposed to feel like and damn what a rush!
Hunter had hoped his first proper kiss would be good and this was better than good. He stopped fretting, stopped thinking almost completely except for about how Sebastian tasted and felt as they kissed. His hands on Hunter's face were perfect, the way their tongues stroked together almost like they were dancing? Perfect. A small needy sound escaped his throat but he couldn't care enough about it to feel embarrassed. His hand clenched tighter around Sebastian's jacket and he really wished his other hand wasn't busy holding what was left of his burger. He wasn't going to be eating that, he just wanted to toss it out the window and forget about it.
The little noise Hunter made went straight to Sebastian’s cock and it took just about everything he had not to climb over the center console and into Hunter’s lap. He’d had girls do it to him, but never really appreciated how they might feel. Or how frustrated he’d left them. Because the more he kissed Hunter, the more he wanted, and all that worrying about his lack of experience didn’t seem to matter, so long as he could get his hands on Hunter. It felt like his brain was running a hundred miles an hour and yet still barely functioning, unable to make even the most basic of decisions. More was what he wanted, but how to get it seemed terribly complicated. It was so much easier just to let himself feel, so he kissed Hunter deeper, his fingers running up into Hunter’s hair, hoping he wouldn’t fret about it being messed up.
It was about the only time Hunter really didn't care if his hair got messed up. He just loved the way it felt to be touched like that. Kissing someone he was actually attracted to was huge and he didn't want to stop - maybe ever. Thinking was minimal but he still noticed he was still holding onto Sebastian's jacket as if he was afraid that if he let go, Sebastian would back off again. At this point that was pretty unlikely so he loosened his grip tentatively and moved to cup Sebastan's neck instead. His skin was soft under his palm and the way his hair tickled Hunter's fingers was weirdly hot. Everything was weirdly hot. He couldn't care at all if someone came walking along and saw them, the only thing that could ruin this was if Sebastian changed his mind about wanting to do this and so far he really didn't seem like he would.
That was so. fucking. hot. Sebastian was pretty sure he’d blown a fuse. His brain had short circuited. Hunter’s hand on his neck, the strength behind his hold, the feel of his fingers, it was so much. That and his mouth. His fucking mouth. Sebastian nipped at Hunter’s lip, drawing his tongue back into his own mouth before sliding back against his, his breathing heavier now between kisses. There was really nothing that deter him at this point short of Hunter pulling away and they seemed very much on the same page here. It was moving forward that he struggled with, the worry that he’d rush in faster than he could handle himself. And yet, the only thing holding him back at the moment was the awkwardness of being in the front seat of his car.
Hunter was almost happy for the location. He wasn't quite ready to do all the things he was still itching to do right now, like throw the burger away and just start peeling clothes off Sebastian. It was too much too soon and there was some safety in being unable to do it. He hated himself a little for feeling that way, but there it was. Kissing was good though. Kissing was more than good and he felt like he could do that forever. He was a little off the mark with that, forever was a stretch but they probably sat there for an hour only stopping for a bit for Hunter to find the take out bag so he could throw the food away, laughing a little shyly before he kissed Sebastian again. It was perfect and it didn't matter that their hands were a little sticky. That was what showers were for, touching was still good and Sebastian was so touchable.
Sebastian was fine with just kissing. More than fine. It was absolutely perfect. Because even if he wanted more, he wasn’t entirely sure what he’d do if he could have it. It opened a whole new box of anxieties he wasn’t sure he was ready to face-- what if he wasn’t any good? What if he came the second Hunter touched him? It certainly didn’t feel like it would take much at the moment. So even though he loved the idea of getting his hands down Hunter’s pants, it was something he’d just have to lay in bed and think about later. In the meantime, kissing was fantastic. He was pretty sure he could have done it all night, but eventually did pull back enough to place little kisses up Hunter’s jaw. “It’s getting late,” he said softly, his heart still racing. “When do you have to be home?”
Ugh he looked beautiful, Hunter thought. Lips a little swollen from all the kissing, his eyes a little glazed and his red hair a mess from where Hunter had run his fingers through it. Hunter did not want to go home but it was late and they had school in the morning and his dad would probably call soon. It'd be such turn-off to have to answer the phone and talk to his dad while kissing Sebastian that it was probably better to get his ass home first. "Uhm," he murmured. "Soon?" He felt a little breathless, like they'd done a lot more than just kissed. As if kissing Sebastian was 'just' anything. "You?"
“Soon-ish,” Sebastian answered, looking down at his hands as he threaded his fingers through Hunter’s again. He couldn’t stop touch him-- his hands, his hair, and his neck. It amused him to realize he’d kept things PG-13 when his brain had taken a good hard left at NC-17. “I don’t really want my mom to call,” he said with a little laugh. There was no way he could talk to her right now. He’d let it go to voicemail and she could yell at him when he got home. Except he really wanted some alone time when he got home, so maybe that wasn’t a good plan. Sebastian leaned into Hunter, kissing him again before pulling back. “Pick this back up on Saturday?” he asked with a little smile.
Saturday felt like light years away but Hunter nodded anyway. It wasn't like they could pick this up at school and then Sebastian had the game. It made him want to change the time on Saturday to morning, but that was impossible too. "Saturday," he murmured with mixed feelings of regret and excitement. He hesitated for only a second before adding whispered, "I really like you." It was probably obvious, but he still felt like he was spilling big secrets and putting himself out there. Sure, Sebastian was not like some asshole he might have picked up on Grindr who just wanted to fuck and leave, but it still felt weirdly vulnerable to say those kinds of things out loud.
Sebastian hadn’t thought anything could make him feel better than the kissing, but hearing Hunter say it, out loud, just between the two of them, was like a little burst of happiness and warmth that spread from his chest to his toes, making him feel good all over. “I really like you, too,” he said, just as softly, like it was something reverent. “I didn’t know I could feel like this,” he added, his own little secret. It actually scared him how much he wanted this, a chance with Hunter. He knew how much he was risking to be with him, and yet it still felt worth it. Every single second they’d spent together was worth it.
Hunter's chest swelled and he drew a deep breath, smiling shyly and nodding at Sebastian. He then huffed a little laugh because he was just too fucking happy not to laugh and that on top of feeling awkward just meant he was doomed. Not wanting Sebastian to misunderstand why he was laughing he leaned in again and kissed him, lingering there for a second or two - or three. "I don't wanna go home," he admitted when he pulled back though he kept holding onto Sebastian's hand, slowly tangling and untangling their fingers.
Normally a laugh at that kind of moment would have made Sebastian nervous, but he was right there with Hunter, feeling giddy and excited and as awkward as he could ever possibly feel. He smiled into the kiss, the fingers of his free hand sliding into the hair on the back of Hunter’s neck, unable to help himself. “Me neither,” he smiled, giving Hunter’s hand a little squeeze. He knew he was being an idiot, that he couldn’t stay there all night kissing Hunter, but it truly sounded like the best possible thing ever. He kissed Hunter again, kissed him till he needed air and thought he might burst, then sighed softly, resting his forehead against Hunter’s. “You’ll think of me tonight?” he teased softly.
"Yeah," Hunter admitted with a little grin and his cheeks felt flushed. It was going to be tricky to leave the car if he didn't get his erection down during the drive home and he really wished they could take care of it right then and there. Funny how worries just melted away when he was horny enough, maybe that was what Mak had been talking about when she said it got easier, you couldn't worry when the blood had left your head for your dick. "Will you think of me?" he asked and imagined sending Sebastian something a little naughty on Snapchat. He wouldn't, he wasn't sure he could but... He wanted to. It was crazy.
Sebastian grinned, unable to see the blush in the dark, but that was fine, since it meant Hunter couldn’t see his. He wasn’t sure what came over him, where these things came from, because he certainly wasn’t as confident as he thought he managed to sound. “Definitely,” he smiled, a little bit breathless. “I’m not even sure I can drive,” he said as he closed his eyes and laughed softly, slowly pulling back. If he didn’t disengage, he was never going to get there. He hadn’t even known it was possible to be this hard for this long and not absolutely have to come. But there they were. He gave Hunter an embarrassed little smile, then one last quick kiss before pulling back completely. “Okay. Let’s go before someone tries to track us down.”
The drive back was hard, no pun intended, and Hunter kept glancing over at Sebastian's profile. He knew damn well what he would be doing when he got home and what he would be thinking about during and he was pretty sure Sebastian knew that too. It was a little embarrassing and crazy hot at the same time and he couldn't stop himself from picturing Sebastian doing the same. No, no, no. He was supposed to be not thinking about sexy things and focus instead on things that didn't make him hard. Like Jen's snails or that freakish red-eyed thing in his yard. Even the creepy bad things seemed far away and his mind just ignored them, wandering back to that mental image of Sebastian with his eyes closed, lips parted, hand moving slowly... Fuck. Hunter grabbed his phone, cheeks burning as he looked at his instagram for something - anything - to focus on other than his dirty thoughts.
Sebastian hadn’t ever imagined that he’d ever be bold enough to ask such a thing, but having done so he couldn’t get it out of his mind. Imagining Hunter laid out on his bed, his hand inside his boxers-- did he wear boxers or briefs? He needed to know!--thinking of him as he stroked himself was enough to keep him hot and bothered the entire drive home. He’d have been a lot more embarrassed if he hadn’t been relatively certain that Hunter was in the same boat. When he pulled up in front of Hunter’s house, he glanced up at the windows, wondering to himself if anyone was waiting or watching. And if they were, if he could trust them. It made him glad that he was dropping Hunter off and not the other way around. “I had a really great time tonight,” he smiled over at Hunter. It was hard to let him go, even if he knew he’d see him at school in the morning. It wouldn’t be the same.
They were in a place where they might get seen but it was dark inside the car and Hunter thought he could just be seen as reaching for something if he leaned over but he didn't want to upset Sebastian by doing something that made him uncomfortable. Instead he leaned just a little, settling his head against the back of the seat and watching him in a way he hoped was inviting. "Me too," he said, feeling restless and calm in a weird mixed way like he wanted to either melt into kissing again or run around the block with arms flailing. His nerves felt like they were strumming, muscles aching to move and yet he just wanted to sit there and gaze at Sebastian until their lips locked again.
It was dark outside. That’s what Sebastian kept thinking. It was dark outside and the chances of anyone being able to see them inside the car were slim. His friends might know his car, but not everyone did. And it was dark. That was enough for him to lean in and kiss Hunter one last time, his hand drawn to Hunter’s cheek as his tongue slid between his lips. It was so freaking hard to let him go when what he really wanted to do was stay there all night, to kiss him until they were both breathless and then kiss him some more. There were other things he wanted, but… well, he wasn’t going to do them parked in front of Hunter’s house. That was his excuse.
The calm melting feeling overpowered the antsy restless one as their lips touched again and Hunter grabbed Sebastian's arm to cling to as he kissed him back. He didn't want to go inside alone, he just wanted to either stay in the car or drag Sebastian with him. He almost felt whiny about it, like he should throw caution to the wind and not care that they had families and school and other people to worry about. It was probably a good thing he wasn't the one who needed to be cautious or he would have given it all up for this, he was sure. It was different because he didn't want to get Sebastian into trouble.
Sebastian hated that he had to be the one to pull back and break the kiss, but he had the feeling that if he didn’t, they’d be there till someone stopped them. He really didn’t want his tongue down Hunter’s throat when Hunter’s father knocked on the window. That would be… not so fun. So he slowly pulled back, his teeth scraping Hunter’s bottom lip in a little tease that probably affected him more than Hunter. He had this weird desire to use his teeth in a lot more places than just lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said softly, lingering close, unable to pull away. Just one more kiss, he thought. One more kiss before he has to go.
Hunter hummed his agreement as he leaned in and pressed their lips together one more time... Okay, two more times. It wouldn't be the same at school, he'd have to show self restraint and not drag Sebastian into a bathroom somewhere to kiss him for hours and it was going to be tough. "Text me when you get home?" he whispered then, it felt important to know he was safe in his house and that nobody had bothered him and Hunter hoped it wasn't cheesy that he felt that way. Guys got weird about that stuff sometimes, like they weren't girls and they could handle themselves, but things had been scary lately and even without the weird supernatural shit going on, Hunter might have still worried about him. That someone had seen them, that his parents would be screaming at him the moment he walked through the door.
“‘Course,” Sebastian said, giving Hunter a little smile. It was sweet that he wanted him to, that he cared enough to ask. It didn’t even occur to him that he maybe should be macho about it. With everything that had been going on, he felt like they should be taking care of each other. Finally, he pulled away, fingertips dragging across Hunter’s arm before finding their way back to the steering wheel. “Good night,” he whispered, biting his lip. Saturday seemed forever away.
Hunter felt whiny again, like there was literally a little whiny sound just begging to come bursting out of his throat and he swallowed it down and forced himself to reach for the car handle. "Good night," he said, biting his lip as he grinned at Sebastian and then drew a deep breath as if he needed the oxygen before getting out of the car. Leaving was the worst. He could feel Sebastian's presence as he walked away from him, like his body had a gravity as strong as the ground. He glanced back at his car but of course he couldn't see Sebastian within in the dark. It was a good thing probably as that meant nobody had seen them kissing.
It was the hardest thing letting Hunter leave and Sebastian itched to call out to him, to drag him back in and drive off together. It was irrational and he knew it, but the desire was so strong that he gripped the steering wheel harder to keep from rolling down the window. He watched as Hunter made his way up the walk, then waited till he was safely inside the house before heading home. It was a shame their date had to come to an end, but at least he had another to look forward to. Two days was nothing, even if it felt like an eternity.