Thankfully Grace didn’t have to work today. She had planned on running some errands, but with the way her night ended, she didn’t even feel like getting out of bed. She slept in quite a bit in Lia’s bed, waking up in little mode. Lia was sitting up beside her on her laptop. It was a relief to see her. Already, it made her feel safer. She rolled over onto her side and looked up at her, sucking at her thumb. The skin was a bit torn up along the sides of her nail and around her knuckle from her nervous chewing, but she hadn’t noticed just yet. She was just happy that she was with someone safe.
All Clara wanted to do was to go to bed. The day had been long enough, between fighting with Alex and Tess’ declaration that she and Alex were only friends. Everything was too confusing and she needed time to process all of the things that had happened; she still hadn’t spoken to Alex since he had decided to go through with his foray into bull riding. Her biggest goal had been to avoid him because she meant what she had said about never speaking to him again but Tess seemed to have other plans.
When they went out to eat, Tess had pointedly positioned herself between Barnabas and Levi, leaving the only open seat next to Alex. Alex had seemed distant but he still made the effort to try and make jokes with Clara at his own expense but she had only returned his efforts with a furious glare and stony silence. It seemed like Tess was going out of her way to get the two of them alone but Clara wasn’t about to help her best friends efforts, and whenever Tess deliberately asked Clara how she felt about Alex, Clara would ignore her too.
Now, when she wanted to go to bed, Tess was standing in the doorway, telling her to put something more appropriate on so that they could go have a fire to celebrate their last night in North Carolina. Her protests fell on death ears though and Tess threatened to ruin their next macaroni night by dumping ketchup in the pot. Clara refused to change but she still found herself being wrangled to the outdoor fire area, where everyone else was already waiting.
featuring: @rickymoretti 🗣
location: casa de moretti 🏠
time/date: wednesday, ~6:30pm ⏰
summary: RICKY SAID HE’D GRILL FREDDIE A CHEESE. FREDDIE TOLD RICKY HE’D MAKE HIM WATCH SING. THEY’RE GONNA PRETEND MEETING STRANGERS ON THE INTERNET IN REAL LIFE FOR THE FIRST TIME ISN’T KINDA SCARY. 🐨
FREDDIE HAYWARD
FREDDIE WAS NOT NERVOUS.
Okay. Freddie wasn’t, like, very nervous. Freddie didn’t get nervous easily! It just wasn’t a thing that existed. It wasn’t — how you say, realistic. That certainly wasn’t going to change now.
After all, if he could meet strangers in a pitch black room and have a good time? He could totally meet Ricky and watch the greatest movie of all time and eat the greatest sandwich to come out of bread and cheese and butter. It was a thing. It was totally a thing.
Ricky was cute, Freddie was cute, they were both strangers, and that was it! He could do this.
Ricky wasn’t the first person that Freddie had met off of the app, and Freddie felt that was a reassurance, in a lot of ways. After all, if Ricky was the first person he was meeting off of Wink, he probably wouldn’t have been as keen on agreeing to meet at Ricky’s apartment. Like… that just seemed… sketchy, didn’t it? Like, you were just opening yourself up to getting murdered. You were putting a neon sign over your body and saying BRO DON’T EVEN WORRY ABOUT IT, I’LL COME TO YOU!
BUT, that wasn’t the case! Everyone he’d met so far had been really cool, and he and Ricky had talked a ton, and… and yeah. He didn’t have anything to worry about it. He totally had this under control. Bam.
He hoped.
He only changed his outfit, like, three times before he was following the directions his phone was giving him to get to Ricky’s place, siding his jeep up along the front curb and hopping out, waiting a few seconds before making his way up the front walk. He could have just texted him and said he was there, but this is Freddie we’re talking about here, so obviously Freddie didn’t do that.
Instead, Freddie went right up to the buzzer with all the names of all the residents, and found the handwriting that simply had to be Ricky’s, the name MORETTI!!!!! staring back at him.
“You got this, my dude,” he told himself like a complete dipstick, before reaching out and pressing down on the buzzer. Once it picked up, he spoke again, clearing his throat and giving off his best (terrible) surfer-out-of-a-bad-90s-movie impression. “Yeah, uh… this dude, like, stopped me a couple blocks over and told me to come over here and ask you to grill me a cheese or something. I dunno, brah. But… you got the goods?”
Henri appeared and leaned up against the nearest piece of furniture simply staring at her younger sister. “You’re thinking far too loud.” She sighed a little raising her brow. “What’s on your mind, Ev?”
Having Henri appear out of nowhere was something that Evan had just gotten used to. Particularly when she was alone. Or rather, when it was just her and Harold at home. Evan knew that Henri was around when Meredith was there too, she just seemed to be quieter. She furrowed her eyebrows and then glanced up at her sister. “I’m going to be gone for a month.” She mused, head tilting to the side. “So I was...I had an idea.” Evan stated, crossing her arms over her chest. “I was thinking that having a list of rules might help Meredith. And I was hoping maybe you’d help me come up with that list?”
Henri listened and then smiled some. “That actually sounds like a really good idea.” Not that she was surprised, her sister was smart. “Though with rules must come consequences… that needs to be figured out too.” She gave a small nod, “I’ll help you. I noticed she already wrote down a few things like no killing children, sleeping with you, telling you if and when the asshole bothers her and her bedtime. She keeps it written in a journal.” She gave Evan a look. “Don’t judge I literally have nothing to do but snoop.”
She grinned when Henri said that she liked the idea that she had, nodding in understanding and agreement at the notion of consequences as well. Evan’s smile widened when Henri mentioned that Meredith was keeping notes on the rules that she was being given. “That’s adorable.” She mused, chuckling at Henri’s statement soon thereafter. “No judgement. Promise. You do have a lot of time on your hands.” She said with a slight tilt of her head, pulling out her phone so that she could make note of the rules and consequences that they came up with. “So I was thinking about maybe making a rule of needing to eat three meals a day. I’ve noticed that she doesn’t really bring a lunch to work, but I was just focused on the fact that she was at least eating breakfast and dinner; proud of her for that too.”
“That sounds more than reasonable.” She nodded. “She can’t just stop eating when you leave it’s unacceptable.” The thought upset her to no end. “I want her sleeping in your room even if you aren’t there. Harold can be with her. No more of that couch shit.” She needed the blonde to function at least somewhat normally.
Evan typed out the few guidelines that she and Henri had mentioned, nodding at the notion of Meredith not being allowed to sleep on the couch when Evan was away. If it wasn’t acceptable when Evan was there, it certainly wasn’t going to be acceptable when she was away. “Do you think it’s too much to ask for her to message me at least a few times every day?” Evan questioned, furrowing her eyebrows. It was hard to know what lines she shouldn’t cross when she and Meredith technically weren’t anything. Even if Evan wanted them to be.
Henri considered this a moment. “No, I think it’s a good rule and I also think a call should be expected once she’s in bed. You’ve gotten good at reading her voice and it’s harder over text. You have to hear she’s okay.” The older woman gave a small nod and came to look over her shoulder. “Harold will be her responsibility so whatever routine you’ve both started with him it’s her job to continue…”
She nodded her head, pleased that it didn't seem to be too much. After all, in her opinion the rules that they were coming up with were super important to ensure that Meredith stayed healthy while Evan wasn't around. Her heart would break if Meredith fell back into the cycle that she had been in before. Her fingers typed up the guidelines and then furrowed her eyebrows slightly. “I don't want to overwhelm her with too many new rules so I think this is probably a good start right? I can always add if I come up with more.” She mused, rolling her shoulders. “So...consequences.”
“I think it’s the perfect start.” She gave a little nod and then leaned back some with a small smirk. “It’s not like you can deny her orgasms. That’s typically a good punishment as we both know.” She thought another moment. “You’d be uncomfortable spanking her I’m sure.” There were so many punishments that used to be fun that she knew her sister probably wouldn’t want to touch on. She’d pick something boring like writing lines or essays or corner time none of which she believed would work on Meredith.
Evan blushed at the notion of denying orgasms. Even if she liked the idea, she was far from believing she was the right person for that. Even if she wanted to be. She rubbed the back of her neck and chewed on her bottom lip. “Like...I don’t know that I would be against spanking her. The problem with that one is the distance. It's not like spanking her for all her wrong doings when I get back will work. It's too removed from the whole error in the first place.” Evan replied, trying to figure out what might work best.
“If you keep a tally and then couple it with something less physical and more possible it might work. But I’m not sure I have suggestions for long distance that I think would work on Meredith. Any way I ever punished her was physical in some way shape or form. The one time we tried the psychological route I realize it didn’t have any real effect. So… you may need to do some research.” Henri had no real need to stray from orgasm denial and spanking it worked like a charm.
Evan let out a slight groan of frustration and dropped her head down against the back of the couch, rubbing at her face. She certainly wasn't against doing research for this, but if Henri was telling her that the more psychological route didn't really work, Evan wasn't too sure what she would find. It would be so much easier if Evan could just make it about orgasms, but that would be crossing too many lines. More than she was already crossing.
Henri shrugged “who knows, maybe she’ll be good and you won’t need to punish her.” She knew that was wishful thinking because Meredith would definitely try to get away with not having lunch. “One time when I went away I had her keep a tally of broken rules. Whatever number the rule was was the number of spanks added. And she also got corner time with me on the phone where she couldn’t speak to me but knew I was there.”
Evan nodded slightly, biting down on her bottom lip. “That's not a bad idea. Could also make it that she has to like...be in the position of using the wall as like the back of a chair and be sort of ‘sitting', that strains the legs and at least there's some form of physical element even if it’s vague.” The younger woman thought out loud.
“You could do that.” She nodded some. Like clock work a text came through Evan’s phone from the blonde.
Meredith: I wanna be home right now :(
Evan bit nodded slightly and wrote down those few ideas before turning to the text sent by Meredith, smiling softly.
Evan: Soon, Mere. Just a couple more hours.
The blonde was bored. She was currently sitting at her desk while her students took a pop quiz that most of them looked miserable about.
Meredith: Not soon enough.
Harold hopped up onto the couch beside her and Evan took a quick photo of the two of them, sending it to Meredith.
Evan: He'll be ready for cuddles with you when you get here.
She grinned seeing the photo.
Meredith: Awwww he’s so cute.
Meredith: You’re pretty cute too.
Evan felt her heart flutter and she smiled softly.
Evan: You're too sweet.
Evan: So...I had an idea.
Meredith smirked when Evan told her she was sweet.
Meredith: I have my moments.
Meredith: Oh? I normally like your ideas.
Evan paused for a moment and then continued.
Evan: I'm thinking we should set up some rules for you.
The blonde’s cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink and it took her a moment to reply.
Meredith: Rules are good.
Evan felt herself relax a little bit at Meredith's response, letting out a soft breath.
Evan: I agree.
Evan: So we'll keep the bedtime in place, along with you telling me if Nick bothers you. Sleeping in the same bed as me when I'm here. And no student killing. ;)
Evan: But I came up with a few more as well.
Mere was trying hard not to draw attention to herself but she bit gently into her lower lip and stared at the phone in her hands.
Meredith: Sounds fair.
Meredith: What are the new ones?
Evan moved to get a bit more comfortable, allowing Harold to settle on her lap.
Evan: I expect you to sleep in my room while I'm gone as well. No going back to sleeping on the couch.
Evan: You're also to eat three meals a day.
Evan: I want Harold's routine to stay the same so you're going to have to start taking him for a walk every day.
Meredith bit her lip a little harder.
Meredith: You’re sure you want me in your room?
Meredith: Three? What about two and a snack?
Meredith: I can definitely take him for a walk.
Evan rolled her eyes slightly, shaking her head.
Evan: I'm sure.
Evan: 3 meals.
Evan: I know you can.
The blonde could see Evan rolling her eyes through the phone.
Meredith: :|
Meredith: What happens if I don’t?
Her eyes narrowed and she licked her bottom lip.
Evan: For one thing, you'll have a time out on video with me. But you'll have to use the wall as a back of a chair and pretend to be sitting. Work out those thigh muscles.
Evan: And I also expect you to keep a record of the rules that you break. And I will be spanking you for them when I get back.
That seemed familiar but she guessed that perhaps Henri had used that on Evan before. She huffed some.
Meredith: You would actually spank me?
Evan read over the text a couple of times as she tried to figure out how Meredith was feeling.
Evan: I would.
Evan: As long as you consent. I don't want to push myself on you. But rules need consequences.
Meredith was flushed and she was lucky her students were occupied.
Meredith: I consent.
Meredith: I told you I missed having rules… clearly I need them.
Evan carded her fingers through her hair, clearing her throat.
Evan: You did. And that's why I want to give them to you.
Evan: I also expect you to send me at least a few messages every day.
Evan: And you're to call me once you get into bed.
She smiled a little at the phone.
Meredith: Thank you.
Meredith: That sounds dirty. I know it’s not but it sounds it.
Evan chuckled and bit down on her bottom lip.
Evan: I definitely get how it seems dirty.
Unsent: We could make it dirty.
Evan: It'll just be a check in. And if need be I'll stay on the phone while you fall asleep.
The blonde clenched her thighs at some of the thoughts going through her mind.
Meredith: You may have to do that every night.
Evan wriggled slightly and cleared her throat.
Evan: That's okay, Mere.
Evan: Do you have any questions?
Meredith tucked a few strands behind her ear.
Meredith: I don’t think so… but those are all the rules?
Evan tilted her head to the side.
Evan: Those are what I've come up with as of now. I didn't want to go from giving you like barely any rules to a ton of them.
Evan: But if you're open to more, I can set up more.
Meredith thought to the list of rules that Henri had made her and felt her cheeks heat up again.
Meredith: I think that’s good but if you decide you want to give me more I won’t be opposed.
Meredith: Henri had a lot for me at one point mostly because she wanted to see how long it would take me to break. The punishments were fun for her.
Evan rested her head in her hand and let out a breath.
Evan: I will keep that in mind, Mere. Thank you for being honest with me.
Evan: Mm..that's a good one though. Honesty. About how you're feeling and about whether or not you break any rules.
Evan: That definitely doesn't surprise me.
The blonde took out her journal and wrote down all of the new rules.
Meredith: Honesty… about how I’m feeling… what if I don’t think you’ll react well to how I’m feeling?
Meredith: I have the old list written down in an old journal.
Evan took a few moments to really think over that question, not wanting to take it lightly.
Evan: I would still like you to be honest. And we'll work through whatever it is. Okay?
Evan: I like that.
The blonde took a photo of the new list in her current journal and sent it.
Meredith: Okay.
Evan smiled at the picture and simply sent one back of her and Harold once more.
Evan: Good girl.
Evan: It is super important to me that you trust that you can talk to me about anything.
The younger woman felt her heart warm at the photo and then saw those words and had to clench her thighs.
Meredith: I wanna be home.
Unsent: You probably shouldn’t call me that unless you want me turned on.
Meredith: I’ll keep that in mind.
Evan moved to lay down on the couch, adjusting Harold so that he was still comfortable and cuddling with her.
Evan: Just a bit longer. You've made it through most of the day.
Evan: Okay.
Mere glanced up as the bell rang and students shuffled to hand in the quiz.
Meredith: One more class.
Meredith: When do the new rules start?
Evan hummed thoughtfully and then replied.
Evan: You've got this.
Evan: I'm going to say tomorrow because it's too late to get those three meals in.
Mere cleaned up and straightened the room and packed up.
Meredith: it’s a free period but I’m not allowed to leave :(
Meredith:Tomorrow it is.
Unsent: thank god… don’t need to tell you about how sexually frustrated I am.
Evan scratched the dog's head and smiled softly.
Evan: Sorry, gorgeous. That sounds rough.
The blonde mentally cursed the older woman for making her blush again.
Meredith: It is rough. I’m packed and ready to leave.
Evan could almost see the pout that Meredith could be sporting.
Evan: How can I entertain you for the last little while?
Mere huffed and pouted some.
Meredith: Teleport me home.
She let out a sharp laugh, leading to Harold looking up at her. “sorry boy.”
Evan: Unfortunately I am not skilled in that way.
The pout only grew on the blonde’s face.
Meredith: Maybe Harold is.
The brunette looked at the dog. “Can you teleport Meredith here?”
Evan: Mm, sorry. He doesn't seem to know how either.
Mere took a photo of herself pouting and sent it to Evan.
Meredith: Sad.
Meredith was absolutely adorable and Evan almost ‘aww'd’ because of it.
Evan: I'll try to learn the art. But for now you just have to hold out.
She was cranky right now and honestly just needed cuddles and to be around her new favorite human and pup.
Meredith: You’ll need it when you’re in Chicago.
She felt a soft pang in her heart and she let out a soft sigh. She was not looking forward to leaving her.
Evan: That's for damn sure.
Meredith nibbled at her lower lip and drew doodles in her journal.
Meredith: Think you’ll miss me?
Evan didn't have to think for very long.
Evan: Absolutely.
The blonde smiled at the reply.
Meredith: I’m gonna miss you too.
She smiled and rubbed her hand over Harold's head.
Evan: We'll just have to count down the days.
She bit a little harder into her lip.
Meredith: And I’ll have to try and stay out of trouble.
She giggled softly at her words.
Evan: You definitely will. Have to be good for me.
She clenched her thighs.
Meredith: So I have to tell you how I’m feeling every day?
She quirked her eyebrow at the question.
Evan: Yes. That's what I would like.
The blonde released a breath she’d been holding.
Meredith: That might be the hardest part.
Evan chewed on her bottom lip, unable to disagree with that point.
Evan: I know it will. It’s not easy to be completely honest about things.
She cleared her throat gently.
Meredith: it’s not easy to talk about feelings.
The brunette smiled softly.
Evan: No, it's not. One of the most difficult things in life.
She thought for a long moment before replying.
Meredith: I need you to make me a promise.
Meredith: If I’m honest about my feelings then you won’t shut me out because of them.
She tilted her head to the side and let the words settle in her brain and her heart before she replied.
Evan: I promise. I won't shut you out.
The blonde smiled and felt her heart settle in her chest.
Meredith: Thank you :)
Meredith: I’ll be home soon. Leaving in five.
Evan sat up and gently moved Harold onto the couch and then stood up.
Evan: Stay safe. I'll see you soon.
Meredith grabbed her bag, locked up and headed out to the Jeep. She was careful as usual on the drive home and when she made it inside she was met at the door by Harold. She scooped him up into her arms and gave him all the kisses before setting him down so that she could change out of her skirt suit. He followed her up and into her room and she quietly wondered where Evan was as she went about changing.
She gave Harold a few scratches before making her way up to the bathroom and getting into the shower. Already in the shower, she realized that she had forgotten to grab new clothes but she was definitely not going to get back out to grab the clothes now. After her shower, she wrapped the towel around herself and stepped out of the bathroom.
The blonde was leaving her bedroom as Evan was leaving the bathroom. She wore leggings and an oversized sweater that was falling off one shoulder. She ran a hand through blonde strands and when she glanced up she came face to face with a very wet Evan in nothing more than a towel. Her breath hitched and her cheeks flushed.
Evan grinned cheekily as she almost walked right into Meredith, clearing her throat. “Forgot to bring new clothes into the bathroom.” She explained, trying not to focus on the redness of her face; though that was definitely a challenge. “How was the drive home?” The brunette questioned, more than confident in the way her body looked and not minding the moment at all. It was actually nice to have an effect on someone.
Finding words was difficult in that moment. Her cheeks were staying pink and there was nothing she could do about it. “Mm hmm,” she hummed. The younger woman gave a little shrug at the question. “It was … uhm… long... “ Normally she was so articulate so the fact that she wasn’t finding her words was probably amusing. She leaned up against her door frame, her thighs clenching beneath her sweater. Biting gently into her lower lip she glanced up innocently keeping her eyes on Evan’s face.
Her eyes lit up with the slight stutter coming from the other woman, appreciating seeing her a little off kilter. Something that had set her off a bit when they had gone dancing together. It had been a bit since Evan felt as though she'd gotten that form of a reaction from the blonde. “Well, I'm glad you're home now.” Evan said, leaning in to press a kiss to Meredith's cheek. “I'm going to go change.” She said against the blonde's ear before heading to her bedroom.
Mere saw those eyes light up and she had to swallow hard. She bit down a little more into her lip and also bit her inner cheek to keep herself from moaning as the woman pressed a kiss to her cheek. The sound left her as a near silent whimper. “Mm hmm…” She hummed again, it was honestly all she could do. As Evan went into her room she let out a breath and rolled those pretty blue eyes at herself. God, she needed to get laid.
Stepping into her room, she smirked slightly and leaned against her door for a moment. Now that was fun. Deciding to have a bit more fun, she slipped on a pair of comfortable, black short shorts that accentuated her legs nicely and a white tank top that formed against her well; finishing it off with a black cardigan to keep herself warm. Leaving the cardigan open, she made her way out of her bedroom.
She went back into her room to change into a new pair of leggings those ones were ruined simply from that encounter in the hall. Instead of black leggings she now had on dark grey ones as she made her way downstairs to snuggle up on the couch with Harold. He seemed quite pleased to be curling up against her. Her mind tried to wrap around the fact that her very sober body was having this sort of reaction to Evan and it was hard to comprehend.
The brunette walked downstairs, smiling at the sight of Meredith cuddled up with the dog. Harold had easily gotten onto Evan's good side and she loved getting to spend time with him when Meredith was at work. He was a good snuggler and it had Evan wondering if she should get herself an animal for when she headed back to Chicago. “Any room on the couch for me?”
The blonde glanced up and was quick to bite into her cheek again at the sight of the brunette. She shouldn’t be allowed to wear stuff like that. Her cheeks heated up ever so slightly and were a light pink. Making a little bit of room she smiled some. “Now there is.” The way Harold was laying took up way more space than he should which meant they’d be laying quite close.
She smiled and moved to claim the spot that Meredith had made for her, settling down with a hum. “Thank you for the sacrifice.” She teased lightly, brushing a strand of Meredith's hair behind her ear. They didn't have much longer before Evan was to head back to Chicago and so Evan wanted to make the most of their time together. Even if that was just spent snuggled up on the couch.
“It’s not like he was about to move.” She gestured to the lazy dog and let out a little laugh. The blonde leaned into the touch and studied the older woman’s features, she never felt like she could read her. Everything the brunette did or said only made Meredith like her that much more, it was getting harder and harder to mask that fact.
“That's true. But you could have left me to suffer on my own.” She said with a wink, wrapping her arm around the woman, the closeness between them something she was used to thanks to their sleeping arrangements. She noted Meredith's eyes scanning over her and she leaned in to press their foreheads together. “What are you thinking about?” Evan questioned.
“True.” Harold gave a little snort and stretched so he took up even more room. “Couch hog.” She accused before settling into Evan’s hold. When that forehead rested against her own her breath hitched some. “Hmm… that this is the last day I get to avoid that question.” She replied with a soft sass in a teasing manner. Replies like that used to get her a swat to the ass.
“Such a couch hog.” The brunette snorted at the reply, shaking her head slightly and squeezing Meredith's waist. “Cheeky girl.” She muttered softly, shaking her head. She kept her forehead pressed against the blonde's feeling her heart settle as she relaxed into the comfort of having Meredith near. She had acknowledge, in some way, that she did in fact like Meredith and that those feelings were growing...she just felt bad about them. But she figured a small bit of indulgence wasn't terrible, right?
The blonde smiled at those muttered words and that squeeze. At least the Hughes women seemed to appreciate her cheeky side, it was a quality her parents had tried to get rid of in her early on. She gave a soft hum as they stayed like that and scratched Harolds head some. “Wish I could will time to slow down so I could just… keep you here.” She admitted softly.
Evan felt her heart squeeze slightly at Meredith's words and she gently rubbed her hand along her side as she attempted to soothe the blonde. “I feel that way too. I really don't want to leave you.” The brunette mused softly, pressing a kiss to her cheek before pressing their foreheads together once more. “I'll be back for Christmas though. And we'll get to spend a few weeks together then.”
“Time should still slow down.” This closeness felt right, lips on her skin felt right, the way Evan tried to soothe away the negative feelings felt right. “Mm hmm. And then I’ll have to take a trip to Chicago.” She didn’t like the thought of Evan being so far away. The blonde nuzzled into the brunette and let out a breath. Even though being this close felt right being this close while Evan was dressed like this was sexually frustrating to no end.
“I agree. Time should definitely slow down so I can stay right here with you.” She mused softly, her stomach flipping at the thought of Meredith coming to visit her in Chicago. “Definitely and I can show you around a bit. We'll have some fun over Christmas and New Years.” She promised, her hand moving to rest on Meredith’s lower back, rubbing circles into her back. She wanted to so much more between her and Meredith but she knew that it couldn't be.
Hearing that Evan felt the same way only made her smile. “I’m sure it’ll be fun…. I’ve never been to Chicago.” She couldn’t wait to see the city.. More like she couldn’t wait to spend even more time with this woman but for now she was happy to lay here with her family, content to just be. “We’re gonna cook all day tomorrow, aren’t we?” She expected as much but hearing the very domestic plan was oddly fun and comforting.
“I’m excited to get to be the one you share that with.” Evan expressed honestly. She nodded her head with a smile. “We're going to cook and we're going to put a puzzle together, and watch movies, and just spend time together. And I think it sounds like a perfect Thanksgiving.” Evan said with a smile, brushing her nose gently against Meredith's.
“And watch the parade and the dog show?” She smiled, adding to their list of things to do tomorrow. It was tradition to watch those two things. She had no doubt in her mind that Evan was right, they would have a perfect Thanksgiving. The Eskimo kiss made her heart flutter and her cheeks flush once more.
“Yeah, gorgeous. Of course we'll watch those too.” Evan said with a nod and a smiled. Evan kind of loved how easy it seemed to make Meredith blush and she wanted it to keep happening. “You're adorable.” She stated, wanting to also be fairly honest with her thoughts.
Hearing they’d keep up with tradition made her heart happy. All her traditions changed and solidified with Henri. Being called ‘gorgeous’ kept her blushing but being called adorable made that blush deepen. She smiled shyly. “You…. I’m convinced you just wanna make me blush.”
She chuckled and she shrugged her shoulders. “I am definitely not against seeing that red paint your cheeks.” Evan agreed with with a nod of agreement. “But you really are gorgeous Mere. So I'm just speaking the truth.” She replied softly, her hand sliding up her spine to soothe her.
The blonde glanced down, “Not nearly as gorgeous as you,” She murmured. And she believed those words. The Hughes women were the most beautiful women she’d ever seen. “And it’s completely unfair that you know how to make me blush so easily.”
“Mmm, you don't give yourself enough credit.” Evan replied with a gentle tap to her back. “I quite enjoy that I can make you blush. But don't worry. You have the ability to make me blush too.” The brunette winked, and adjusted her position to get a bit more comfortable on the couch.
“Do I?” She said in a teasing tone with an amused smile. The younger woman resettled as Evan did and glanced down as the pup stretched again giving a grunt and a little snore. She rubbed his tummy and he simply looked more content.
“Mhm. You do. Very much so.” She replied, biting down on her bottom lip and letting out a soft breath. More often than not, Evan found herself affected in one way or another. She glanced down at the pup and smiled softly. “You're both too cute.” Evan said, drawing the blonde closer.
“Good to know.” Harold kicked his back leg when she found his spot and a small giggle pushed past her lips. Her cheeks flushed again. “He’s the cutest though.” She snuggled into Evan’s hold. “I’m really happy to not have school tomorrow.”
“He's definitely adorable.” Evan agreed. “I'm pretty happy that you don't have school tomorrow either. We just get to hang out all day and be chill.” Evan stated with a grin, lifting her hand to brush her fingers gently over the blonde's cheek with a soft smile.
“Chill and cook. That’s still a monumental task.” She smirked. They had some pretty big plans for their thanksgiving meal. The younger woman leaned into Evan’s touch. “And my rules start tomorrow… on a holiday no less.” Those blue eyes found the brunette’s gaze.
She chuckled and nodded her head in agreement. “It's definitely going to be a lot of work, but I'm excited to have a Thanksgiving meal with someone I care about.” Evan admitted, her thumb continuing to trail along her jawline. “Perfect time for the rules to start.”
“So am I.” Just knowing that Evan cared about her made her heart swell. The blonde gave a little pout. “How do you figure?” She knew she’d forget something tomorrow with the craziness that came with it being a holiday.
“We'll find a way to make Henri a part of it too.” Evan promised. “That way we start them while I'm still here. And you don't just have to start them when I'm not even around. Make it feel more concrete.” Evan explained, wanting to kiss the pout off of her lips and just fighting against it.
“I would love that. I’m sure she would too.” She smiled almost sadly at the thought. Her smile morphed into another pout. “But… but you’re staying til we get a tree and… And tomorrow is a holiday.” She practically whined. Her pretty blue eyes were giving that puppy dog look d she’d mastered over the years.
She shook her head and smiled. “You're not changing my mind, Meredith. Rules are starting tomorrow.” Evan replied, nudging her nose against Meredith's again. “No more puppy dog eyes.” Evan said with a shrug of her shoulders and a light scratch to the blonde's scalp.
The younger woman gave a little huff and pouty frown. It was rare that the eyes worked on Henri but she thought for sure she might persuade Evan with them. She couldn’t help but lean into the touch despite her current feelings. Giving a light hum she cuddled in closer, her sweater slipping a bit further off her shoulder to expose more skin.
She held back a groan as more shoulder was exposed, rubbing her hand down her back before carefully pulling back. “Time to get some dinner ready.” Evan replied, booing her nose gently. “You wanna stay here and snuggle with the pup?”
“Hmm?” She had just gotten comfortable for real and Evan was ready to get up. “Oh Uhm… yeah I think we’re gonna have all the snuggles.” She smiled and leaned forward to kiss the top of his head.
She paused and moved to leave before pausing and shaking her head. She grabbed her phone and set an alarm before settling back down. “I want more snuggles. I'll make dinner in like an hour.”
The younger woman had laid down and curled up. Grinning at those words she reached up and grabbed the brunette by the shirt pulling her back down with them, this time their bodies pressed up against one another a little more so than before. “Get jealous that Harold was getting all the snuggles and kisses?” She teased.
She let out a soft gasp as she was tugged back down onto the couch, rolling her eyes playfully. She laughed softly as Meredith spoke and nodded her head. “So jealous. I deserve snuggles and kisses too.” Evan replied, pouting just a little bit. She held the other woman tight, resting her head and letting out a soft sigh of contentment.
As the woman held her close and joined in on the banter the blonde smiled. She turned her head a bit, enough that those lips could find Evan’s cheek. The kiss was planted just shy of her mouth, it was soft and lasted at least a second too long. Instead of being weird she turned back around and pulled that arm tighter around her slender body.
She felt her heart stutter at how close those lips were to her own and she let out a soft breath, holding the blonde close and letting her eyes fall shut. Being around Meredith just felt so good and she wished that she could just take the step. Henri had even pretty well given her permission. But she just couldn't push through the guilt she felt about her feelings.
Her own eyes fell shut and she focused on the feeling of Evan’s breath against her neck. Her bare shoulder was the one that the other woman could more than likely see. She laced her fingers with Evan’s and snuggled, so content to be settled against her. She definitely didn’t want to assume that her feelings might be reciprocated but she couldn’t help but want to be with this woman.
As fingers tangled with her own, she moved to press a kiss to her shoulder and squeezed her hand before resting her head against the arm of the couch again. The feelings she had were already so strong and she knew they'd only get stronger, but the last thing she wanted was to somehow take advantage when Meredith was still dealing with her loss. Plus, it just felt wrong of her somehow to go after Henri's widow. Even if Henri thought that Mere liked Evan.
What: Sensing that something is bothering his friend, Sebastian drops by to confront him, what happens next surprises them both.
Warnings: Sexual themes, NSFW
Hunter threw the book hard at the wall, growling as he watched it hit the ground after the impact. His father had completely angered him today, and then not getting to really see Sebastian in a while had been grating on him. Oh, sure, he was happy that Sebastian was actually getting involved with someone he really liked, but what about Hunter? Where did he fit in to this equation? Everything was starting to get on top of him right now so he had gone to his go-to emotion of anger. He couldn't shake it off either. He never had been able to. He threw another book at the wall, splitting some of the pages out of it.
Sebastian had waited a while before heading over to Hunter's place, he knew that his friend was angry and he needed him, but he also didn't want him to think that he only had to click his fingers and Sebastian would come running, because that wasn't his style. Sure, they hadn't spent a lot of time together recently, but Sebastian wasn't the only one to blame, what with Hunter quickly working his way through the school. So yeah, they were both guilty of neglecting each other, and resented Hunter placing all the blame at Sebastian's feet. When he finally did arrive at Hunter's house, he walked up the driveway, sliding his keys and wallet into his back pocket. He let himself into the house, rolling his eyes as he heard the familiar thuds of books hitting the wall, a sound he'd become accustomed to when he'd shared a dorm with Hunter. He poked his head around the door, lips curling into a smirk as his eyes found Hunter, "Still letting your anger get the better of you, I see?"
Hunter heard the voice from the doorway and threw a book at the door. "Fuck off!" Hunter growled, reaching for another book. He knew he was just as much to blame but Hunter's reaction was always to get angry and blame the world before he could calm down and take the blame himself. It wasn't the best way to deal with everything but it was the only way he knew how to deal with it. After all, he had learnt that anger was the best reaction from his father. He got angry a lot too so that's what Hunter had to learn from.
Sebastian was quick to duck as Hunter picked up another book, he knew that this was Hunter's go to reaction for more or less anything, and Sebastian had had to deal with it for the last couple years or so, so he was quite apt at sorting out his friend's temper tantrums. "I would, but we both know that won't solve anything," He shrugged, straightening up a little when he sure that the next book wouldn't come flying at his head, "If I leave you like this, you won't calm down, and sexy as this look is on you, I doubt everyone else would feel the same way," He paused, arching an eyebrow, as if he daring the other to argue with him, before taking a step further into the room, "You know there are better ways to channel your anger, instead of taking it out on your books..."
Hunter growled a little more, throwing another book at the wall as he gripped another book tightly in his hand. He had been forced into anger management when he was younger and they had taught him to use inanimate objects to take out frustration on instead of people. That hasn't helped the guy trying to help him out though when he got a book to the face when Hunter was 13. He couldn't argue with Sebastian at the comment but he didn't like it. "Last time I did something else, I broke a kid."
Sebastian rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as he walked further into the rooms, "For someone as smart as you are, you can be incredibly dense sometimes," he told him, arching an eyebrow as he continued to move a little closer to Hunter. Unlike everyone else, Sebastian wasn't afraid of Hunter when he was like this, he'd dealt with it enough to just go with it. He also knew, deep down, that Hunter wouldn't actually hurt him, so he was pretty safe. "I didn't mean go around breaking kids," he paused, just short of Hunter, reaching out and placing his hands on his shoulders, massaging them lightly, "You know what I was talking about,"
Hunter huffed a little, tightening his grip on the book again as Sebastian walked closer to him. He would never hurt his best friend, never in the world. He didn't like the fact he got angry so quickly, but Sebastian knew him better than anyone else. He tensed up more when Sebastian put his hands on his shoulders. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "I know what you mean..."
Sebastian nodded, he knew that Hunter knew what he meant, he always did, it was one of the things he really liked about their friendship, they were able to read the other perfectly, they knew what they needed usually before the other did, it just worked for them. He didn't react when Hunter tensed beneath him, instead he just applied a little more pressure to his shoulder, stepping closer to him and dipping his head to pressing his lips against Hunter's ear, "Then won't don't you then? That's what you want, isn't it?"
Hunter let out a deep sigh, feeling the pressure on his shoulders and letting Sebastian work his magic on him. He shut his eyes, listening to the voice in his ear. He wanted to just melt into Sebastian, for him to just make everything okay and everything calm down in the rushing in his head. But he always fought against him to begin with.
Sebastian could feel some of the pressure escape Hunter's body, so he knew that his techniques were working, much like they always did. Hunter was like a well read book to Sebastian, considering the amount of times he'd found himself in this situation, there was nothing he didn't know about his friend. "We both know you want too," Sebastian continued, dipping his head and pressing a single kiss to Hunter's neck, letting his lips linger a little more as he continued to work Hunter's shoulders, "Doesn't this feel better than throwing books against the wall?"
Hunter kept his eyes closed, grip still tight on the book in his hand but letting Sebastian do what he needed to do. Hunter let out another little breath as he kissed his neck, letting the book drop to the floor in front of him. "Maybe a little..."
Sebastian grinned against Hunter's neck, feeling the way Hunter relaxed against him, hardly surprising really knowing Hunter as well he did. He hummed quietly against his neck, pressing another kiss to the same spot, lowering a hand from Hunter's shoulder and trailing it down along his side and sliding it around his waist, gently tugging him backwards so that Hunter's back was pressed firmly against Sebastian's chest, "You know you can't lie to me," he whispered, "I don't know why you even bother,"
Hunter let himself be pulled back against his chest, eyes staying closed as he let himself be calmed by Sebastian. Sebastian definitely knew all the buttons to press to get him to relaxed into his arms. He let his body relax into him, leaning back against his chest by choice now. "I know but I'll still give it a shot..."
Sebastian dropped his other hand from Hunter's shoulder, continuing to cover his neck in soft little kisses as he felt Hunter lean back against him, definitely more relaxed and compliant than he'd been when Sebastian had turned up here. "It's usually better when you don't," he muttered against Hunter's skin, fingers dropping to toy with the hem of his shirt, tugging at it lightly before lifting it over his friend's head, tossing it across the room, his hands then trailing over Hunter's chest, fingers tracing carefully over his well defined muscles, exactly as he'd remembered them. "You know I'm right,"
Hunter preferred it when Sebastian was in control when he was feeling angry. Anger took away his own self control so he needed someone to just take over whenever he felt that way and Sebastian was one of the only people he trusted to be in control of him when he was like this. He helped him take his shirt off, leaning back against him as he felt the hand guide over his torso. "You're not always right, you know..
Hunter: "
Sebastian gave Hunter a cocky little grin as he ridded him of his shirt, teeth nipping at Hunter's neck as his hands continued to glide slowly over his torso, loving how Hunter was leaning back against him, a sign that he was actually enjoying this, despite what he'd probably say aloud. Hunter wasn't exactly good with words, much like Sebastian really. "Maybe not always, but I am about this, you know it, I know it," he muttered, teeth nipping a little at Hunter's neck as if to make his point, while he rolled his hips against Hunter's ass, his hands coming up to tease over his nipples.
Hunter groaned a little when he nipped at his neck, rolling his own hips back against Sebastian's. "Asshole," he muttered, tilting his head more for him to kiss and bite his neck. He moved a hand back over his shoulder to Sebastian's hair, running his fingers through it, mostly just to make sure he wasn't going to move away anytime soon.
Sebastian rolled his eyes, Hunter's insults always washed over him as if they were nothing, which they usually were. "But I'm your asshole," he reminded him with a sharp little thrust of his hips, ensuring that Hunter was fully listening to him. He loved hearing Hunter's little moan, which was why he wasted no time nibbling at Hunter's neck, wanting to make sure he made those groans as much as he possibly could. His eyes slid shut as he felt Hunter's hand in his hair, gripping at it tightly keeping him in place, and he chuckled against Hunter's neck, "Someone's needy this afternoon," he teased, "Don't worry, not going anywhere,"
Hunter rolled his eyes a little as he said he was his asshole and he knew that was true. Sebastian was his asshole for sure as Hunter was Sebastian. He groaned more as he pressed into him, pressing back against him. He loved being like this with Sebastian, even if he was still bubbling with anger under the surface. "Maybe a little," he muttered, gripping his hair a little tighter.
Sebastian smirked as Hunter pressed back against him, loving seeing his friend like this, it was a rarity really, and a side of him he liked to think he was the only one to really see, and that definitely gave him a bit of an ego boost. He tightened his arm around Hunter's waist, keeping him pressed firmly against him, ensuring that Hunter was able to feel every little roll of his hips, every breath, every nip of his skin, and he knew that he loved it. "Maybe a lot," he growled, curling his fingers into Hunter's side, "If you were really feeling this needy, you should've called me sooner, all that time wasted getting angry when we could've been doing this..."
Hunter slid his free hand to rest over Sebastian's on his hip, pressing back against him with every touch. This already made him feel a whole lot better. Sebastian was strong, though not as strong as Hunter was, so he knew that he could hold him back if he was to get into a rage. Maybe that was one of the reasons that he only really let Sebastian calm him down, because he knew he could hold him back. "Maybe I wanted to be angry."
Sebastian didn't believe that for a minute, no matter what Hunter said to him. He knew how much Hunter enjoyed their time together, especially when they were like this, there was no way that he'd choose being angry over this, he knew him too well for that. "You forget who you're talking to," he murmured, pressing hot little kisses along Hunter's jaw, fingers curling even tighter into Hunter's hip to make his point, "Or maybe you planned all of this, planned it all to get me over here, was that it?" he taunted, his lips barely ghosting over Hunter's, raising his free hand to cup his face, turning it so that they were looking at each other better now.
Hunter pressed back firmly into him as he gripped his hip tighter. His hand tightened a little around Sebastian's hair, closing his eyes as he felt the kisses. "I don't plan to get angry. My dad is basing a fucking asshole as normal and what with this whole..." He looked at Sebastian, for a moment doubt and worry crossing his features. He was scared he was going to lose this time with Sebastian if he got all wrapped up in Sam. He knew he was being jealous for no reason, but he had always thought it would be the two of them against the world. He'd never even thought about the idea that someone else might come for both of them.
Sebastian skimmed his thumb along Hunter's cheek, nodding a little as Hunter finally started talking to him, it had taken a while, probably longer than it had in a long time, but at least it had worked in the end. "Your dad has always been an asshole," he reminded him, as if it was obvious, which it probably was to the two of them, "What's really going on?" he asked, because he knew this wasn't just about his dad, it couldn't be, there was probably more to it than that. Tilting Hunter's head a little more, he dipped his head so that he could capture Hunter's lips in a slow, yet firm kiss, something he figured would help to get through to his friend.
Hunter pressed his head into the light touches on his cheek. "As true as that is, he's being more of an ass lately," Hunter mumured quietly, moving himself to turn to face him, pressing against Sebastian again so he could talk to him better. He let out a soft sigh, kissing him back firmly and winding a hand into Sebastian's shirt. "I don't want to lose you."
Sebastian tightened his arm around Hunter as he turned around so that they were looking at each other properly, and Sebastian pursed his lips together a little more as Hunter said that. It was true, neither of them had very good parentage, well in the practical sense at least, they'd sought comfort from each other and that was how it had always been. Still, he hated the thought of Hunter suffering like this, especially when he was too damn stubborn to actually talk about it and made Sebastian do all of this extra work. He smiled against Hunter's lips as they lost themselves in the kiss, finally feeling Hunter relax truly against him, though when he spoke up Sebastian pulled back, his eyes widening in confusion, staring at Hunter, lips slightly parted before speaking up, "Why do you think you're going to lose me?"
Hunter kept himself pressed up against Sebastian as he felt his arm tighten around him again. This was different from the other times. Both of them could feel that, he was certain. This was a different level altogether fot Hunter, that's for sure. Feelings were always bottled up for Hunter. It was just how he worked, much like Sebastian. Hunter looked at him, hand still staying on his shirt. "I always thought it would just be us. And now it's not, and... I don't want to lose you, Seb. I always thought it would just be us against the world. I didn't think you'd actually find someone else. I just presumed that... This was it."
Sebastian could feel his heart beating a little faster as Hunter started talking, sure the other wasn't angry anymore, but he was stirring all of these other feeling up inside Sebastian, and he didn't know what to do with them anymore. He opened his mouth to speak over Hunter, but he words never came, and yet Hunter continued talking, confusing Sebastian even more. He could feel his grip on Hunter loosening a little as he continued talking, it was unintentional, but it had loosened all the same, eyes studying Hunter's, waiting for him to smirk at him and tease him for falling for it, but it didn't come, and Sebastian was more than little freaked out. "I...what?" he asked, taking a step back from Hunter, his heart still pounding against his chest, "What're you even talking about?"
Hunter dropped his hand, watching Sebastian take a step away. Almost instantly, the anger inside him came up to the top and his fist clenched. Sebastian was supposed to make everything better for him. That's what they did for each other. But instead, when he had actually said what was making him angry, he had pulled away. "Forget it." He moved to pick up the books, putting them heavily on his desk. "Just... Forget it. I was being stupid." He stopped by his desk, resting his hands on the table. All relaxation and calmness had evaporated. Sebastian had never pulled away from him before and that hurt.
Sebastian was confused, more than confused than he'd ever been regarding Hunter. He was usually able to read him like an open book, but for the first time ever Hunter had completely floored him and he hadn't known what to say to him. That was what he did, any incline of feelings he pulled away, there were only two people he'd ever allowed himself to get close to, Hunter and Sam, and even then it freaked him out. Hearing Hunter saying things like that, it set him into panic mode where his first instincts were to run, but he knew that running wouldn't solve this, but fuck if it wasn't the easier option. "How can I forget something like that?" Sebastian asked, the panic clear in his voice despite his attempts to hide it, he watched as Hunter moved to pick up his books, watching his every moment intently, his heart pounding fiercely against his chest, shaking his head as Hunter continued to try and brush him off, then without even thinking about what he was doing, he surged forward, pressing Hunter firmly against the desk with a thud as his lips crashed hotly against his.
Hunter felt so stupid for even saying any of that. Why couldn't he just be a normal person and not say anything at all? It wasn't that he didn't want Sebastian to be happy. He did, of course he did. He wanted what was best for Sebastian like any good best friend. He just hadn't thought about the fact that would mean their relationship would have to change. That he didn't want. He didn't have anyone else he could be himself around and not having Sebastian there to help him out? That terrified him. They had a closeness like no other between them, both being attached to each other in ways that other best friends were. He was getting ready to tell him he was probably just being an idiot, when suddenly he was practically tackled into his desk into a kiss. Hunter was very surprised by this turn of events, but he kissed him back just as hard as Sebastian, gripping the back of his shirt.
Sebastian wasn't really thinking about anything right now, he couldn't not when Hunter had completely floored him like that, so instead he pushed all of those thoughts and potential feelings to the back of his mind and focused on the one thing he knew that he was good at. He groaned when he felt Hunter kiss him back, pressing himself firmly against Hunter, the books that he'd previously picked up landing on the ground with a loud thud. This was easier than dealing with any confused feelings, and having to actually confront what Hunter had said to him, for them, this was normal, and he didn't want anything to change that. He pushed against Hunter so that his friend was practically sitting on top of his desk, stepping between his legs as his hands trailed desperately down along his sides, dipping his head and trailing hot kisses along his jaw, ignorance was definitely bliss.
Hunter let himself be sat on the desk, tugging Sebastian in closer as he kissed him back roughly. This was what they were good at. Emotions were something that the two boys avoided like the plague and that's the way it had always been. He didn't want to deal with emotions, to feel scared or upset. Anger was the only emotion that tended to come from Hunter and even then, that tended to be out of his control. He wrapped his legs around Sebastian's waist, tilting his head as he kissed along his jaw and moving a hand into Sebastian's hair once again.
Sebastian growled against Hunter's jaw, teeth nipping at the flesh as he rolled his hips against Hunter's, already growing impatient at the amount of the clothing between them. Sure, he'd managed to get Hunter out of his shirt already, but he needed him out of his pants, and soon, he thought to himself as he gripped at Hunter's hips and moved to tug him to the edge of the desk, his hands sliding around his waist again, slipping down beneath the waistband of his pants, cupping his ass and giving it a firm squeeze as he wrapped his lips around Hunter's pulse point. Talking was properly overrated anyway, at least that was what he kept telling himself.
Hunter groaned as he rolled his hips against his. He could feel the impatience growing in both of them. They just needed this, to escape all their thoughts and feelings and just have fun and passion. They were definitely good at sex and lust. He helped Sebastian move him towards the edge of the desk, moaning loudly as he sucked at his pulse point. "Fuck...Sebastian..."
Sebastian trailed his hands around Hunter's waist, moving around to pop open the button of his pants and impatiently tugging at the zipper, he needed him out of his pants, and he needed it now. He tugged at his pants, pushing them down and tossing them across the room, before wrapping an arm tightly around Hunter's waist, keeping him as close to him as possible. "Knew I'd get you to moan my name eventually," Sebastian muttered, nipping at his neck, "I always do," reminding him as he curled his fingers into Hunter's hips, leaving little indentations where his nails had been.
Hunter slid his hands under the back of his shirt, kissing along his jaw in response as he pulled his pants off. He slid Sebastian's shirt over his head, throwing it away from them both onto the floor with the rest of his own clothes. He wrapped his legs tightly around his waist as he was pulled in even closer to Sebastian, still sat on his desk. Hunter rolled his eyes a little, tilting his head as he kissed his neck. "And I get you moaning mine..."
Sebastian sucked in a breath as he felt Hunter's lips pressed against his neck, tilting his head to the side to give him just that little extra space as the other rid him of his shirt. Well, at least they were on level playing fields now, he supposed. He ground his hips firmly into Hunter's when he felt his legs tighten around him, squeezing his eyes shut when he felt his arousal pressed firmly against him, knowing what he was doing to the other, and he whole-heartedly approved. "Hm, sometimes," Sebastian quipped, not giving into Hunter just yet, he was still confused about what Hunter had said to him a short while ago, and while he'd told himself not to think about it, he couldn't quite help it, they were still playing at the back of his mind. Did this mean more to Hunter, than it did to him? He just wasn't sure anymore.
Hunter was glad that he could make Sebastian feel these things too. He sometimes wondered whether it was all one-sided until he managed to get Sebastian reacting to him as good as Sebastian got him reacting. He pressed himself firmly against Sebastian, pressing his kisses down his neck and sucking lightly every so often. "All the time," Hunter murmured, kissing back up to his jaw and tugging him into a deep kiss. He wanted Sebastian's focus anywhere but on the things he had said before. This was still exactly the same to him as it was to Sebastian, but neither of them never spoke about things like this.
Sebastian smirked, shaking his head playfully at Hunter, "We'll see about that..." he started, before Hunter cut him off with his lips crashing against his own, and Sebastian for his part melted completely against him, his arms tightening around him, keeping him pressed firmly against him as his hips ground roughly into his Hunter's. He knew he didn't need to think about what had been said earlier, but it was probably always going to be there at the back of his mind, eating away at him, because what if Hunter really did feel that way about him, then what? Did Sebastian even feel the same way? Whatever, he couldn't deal with that right now, he was male, and his hormones always came first, obviously. So, with a sharp grunt against Hunter's lips, he reached down between them and wrapped his hand around Hunter's erection, giving it a few firm strokes.
Hunter smirked back at him, chuckling lightly at him. "You will see about that," he muttered against his mouth, kissing him harder still and keeping his mouth against his. The more he distracted him with kisses and sex, the longer he hopefully would forget he ever said anything. He knew it would be easier if they did just speak about it and get everything out in the open, but feelings were never easy for the two of them so they decided to avoid any topic like the plague. He groaned into his mouth as he stroked him, sliding hands to tug off Sebastian's trousers. "Jesus Christ, are you painted into these?" he growled, sucking on his bottom lip.
Sebastian continued to stroke Hunter, loving the sounds that came from his mouth as he did so, he loved how responsive Hunter always was to his touches, and the cocky part of him wondered whether he was the only one who really got to see and hear Hunter like this, was anyone else capable of getting him to feel that good? The selfish part of him liked to think yes, he was. "Hm, you like that, huh?" he teased, his strokes getting a little quicker, a cocky smirk in place as he dipped his head to nibble along Hunter's shoulders. He chuckled against him, lifting his head to look at him with his usual smirk in place, "I know how much you appreciate a good pair of tight jeans," he told him with a wink, tilting his head just enough so Hunter to suck on his bottom lips. He moaned softly, his gripping a little tighter around Hunter's erection as a wave of pleasure surged through his body. Growing impatient with Hunter, he reached down, pushing down his pants and kicking them to the side, never breaking the kiss between them, before reaching out to open the draw of Hunter's desk and picking up the bottle of lube that he knew he had stashed there.
Hunter pressed into his hand, feeling all the tension melting away under Sebastian's control. He was good at knowing what Hunter liked and how to get him to make the noises that he did. Sebastian was so very good and Hunter knew that he knew that. He didn't say it to his face, of course, because Sebastian's head was hard enough to fit through the door with that ego of his. "You know I do," he groaned, gripping at Sebastian's shoulders as he enjoyed the feelings being brought up in him. "I do appreciate them, but not when I'm trying to get them the hell off," Hunter growled, glad when Sebastian got rid of the jeans for him. He waited anxiously for Sebastian to get everything ready, kissing him more insistently.
Sebastian chuckled against Hunter's shoulders, hearing the groans falling from his lips, he loved hearing him like this, practically thrived on it, not that he ever doubted his abilities, because people always came back for more, but it was different with Hunter because he was usually so guarded and closed off, this was the only time Sebastian got to see what he considered to be the real Hunter. "What happened to patience?" Sebastian teased, nipping at Hunter's shoulder, before expertly sliding them off and kicking them to the side. He smirked against Hunter's lips, feeling his desperation coming through in waves, before Sebastian broke the kiss and started kissing his way down Hunter's bare chest, lightly pushing him back giving him a little more room.
Hunter kept up the groans and moans as he stroked him. He wanted more than that but this would do for now whilst he waited for Sebastian to strip off and just get on with it. He could feel his impatience building more and more but Sebastian loved to tease him. He seemed to thrive off of teasing him and Sebastian was one of the only people who he would let tease him. "It went out the fucking window," Hunter growled, sliding back on the desk as he watched Sebastian kiss down his chest. He moved his hand into his hair, gripping it tightly.
Sebastian continued to pepper hot kisses along Hunter's chest, tutting as he heard his low growl above him, Hunter had never been patient he didn't change that any time soon, but he kind of liked that in a twisted sort of way. It always made things feel even more heated and desperate between them. "I can see that," he grinned, glancing up at Hunter, giving him a quick wink as he picked up the lube and poured some out onto his fingers. He warmed it up a little, spreading Hunter's legs and dipping his fingers between them, pressing the tips of his fingers against his tight muscles, his free hand reaching up to cup the back of Hunter's head, capturing his lips in a hot kiss, knowing the slight bit of discomfort he was about to experience.
Hunter was breathing heavily, hand tightening in his hair as he continued to kiss along his chest. He needed to have purchase on something and to keep himself occupied with the fact that Sebastian wouldn't be moving away too far anytime soon. Hunter watched him pour the lube on his fingers and felt his stomach tighten a little. It still was uncomfortable to begin with but he got used to it after a while. He groaned into his mouth when he pushed his fingers into him, forcing himself to relax as he kissed him back, hand tight in his hair.
Sebastian was well aware that this wasn't exactly Hunter's favourite part, but it was needed and he knew that it would be over with soon enough. He kissed Hunter back deeply, letting out a low grown into his mouth as he felt Hunter's fingers tighten in his hair. He wasn't one for hair pulling, never really had been, but Hunter never seemed to get enough of it, and Sebastian didn't have the heart to tell him to stop. "Fuck.." he grunted, teeth nipping at Hunter's bottom lip as he felt how tight Hunter was around his fingers, giving him a minute to adjust to the feeling, before he started moving his fingers in slow, tantalising thrusts.
Hunter hummed a little against his mouth, pressing against him more as he moved his fingers. God, he hated this part of sex. He just wanted to get to the main part when it came to him being this riled up, but he did know it was necessary that he did this. He wasn't stupid, after all. He pressed back against his fingers, rocking his hips a little. "Seb..." he groaned, sliding his hand out of his hair down to his back. "Come on..."
Sebastian nodded in response, knowing exactly what Hunter needed from him right now, and of course he was going to give it to him, he wasn't that much of a tease, not really. He pumped his fingers in and out of Hunter, picking up his pace a little more as he slid in a third finger, getting a little more stretch out of him. He pressed himself up against Hunter's body even more, shivering as he felt his hand trail along his back, he was getting just as worked up as Hunter right now, especially with how good his name sounded when Hunter groaned it like that. He crooked his fingers inside of him, smirking when the tips of his fingers brushed against the other boys prostate, sucking Hunter's bottom lips between his teeth. A few more minutes like this and he knew Hunter would be ready for him.
Hunter pressed harder against his fingers as he added another into him. This was so much better and he had never done something like this on the desk with Sebastian before. He had to admit that it was very hot, despite the fact he would have to rearrange everything afterwards because he liked to keep his room nice and tidy. He groaned even more when he pressed against his prostate, pressing down onto the fingers and gasping. "Oh fuck..."
Sebastian knew that this was different for them, usually they managed to fall into bed together, but this time passion and confusion had got the better of Sebastian and he just had to have Hunter right now, without wasting time moving them to his bed. Besides, sex on a desk was hot, despite Hunter having to have everything in it's place and all that. "Hm, feel good," Sebastian whispered, his voice laced with a teasing tone as he continued to thrust his fingers in and out of the boy, his pace getting more and more erratic as he teased his fingers over Hunter's prostate once more, wanting to drive him wild with lust, and he knew he was close, so close, but he always wanted more, especially today, he needed to forget and he needed Hunter to forget what he'd said too, the less the discussed their feelings, the better. With a couple more thrusts, he removed his fingers, pressing a quick kiss to Hunter's lips as he wrapped his hand around his cock giving himself a few rough strokes, groaning loudly into Hunter's mouth at the contact before lining himself up with Hunter, and slowly pushing himself inside, a low grunt falling from his lips as the tightness surrounded him.
Hunter buried his head into his shoulder, sucking at his skin and biting it as he pressed against the fingers each time. Sebastian was driving him insane and all he could think about was when was he going to get on with it already and give him what he really wanted. Sex on a desk was really hot and with Sebastian, it made him feel even hotter, but this teasing and having to wait had driven him insane. "Fuck! Get the fuck on with it!" he growled into his skin, gasping loudly as he finally slid into him properly. He was panting heavily but the feeling was so much better. Sebastian just knew how to get him wired and he loved that feeling. "God..."
Sebastian rolled his eyes as Hunter growled at him, knowing just how impatient he could be, but it wasn't going to make Sebastian move any quicker, he wanted to take his time with this, just like always, he knew that Hunter could take it. "Now now," he teased, hands moving to grip at Hunter's hips as he pushed into him, his head dropping forward to rest against Hunter's, sucking in a harsh breath as he was overcome with the warmth and the tightness of his best friend. "Fuck...you're so tight..." he whispered in breathy little pants, taking a moment to allow Hunter to adjust before he started moving his hips in deep, slow thrusts, dipping his head to capture Hunter's lips in a heated, desperate kiss, fingers curling into Hunter's hips as he continued to pound into him.
Hunter bit down on his shoulder, light enough to not leave a long mark but still enough to make his point that Sebastian was being an asshole and he needed to stop teasing him, though he had to admit that he did like being teased every so often, but only if it was coming from Sebastian. He pressed back against him as he slipped all the way in, rocking against him in time with his thrusts. He kissed him back just as desperate, gripping onto his shoulders and moaning into his mouth.
Sebastian groaned as he felt Hunter's teeth sink into his shoulder, he'd always been a fan of biting in the bedroom and Hunter was definitely no exception. He practically pinned Hunter against the desk, making it near impossible for him to move against it, leaving him to lie there and take all that Sebastian was giving him. His thrusts became more frantic as he pounded deeply into his friend, the desk banging loudly against the wall as their tongues battled together in a fiery kiss that Sebastian just couldn't get enough of. His fingers dug into Hunter's thigh, keeping his legs in position, as he moved his other hand to wrap around Hunter's erection, pumping him roughly into his hand, matching the erratic pace of his thrusts.
Hunter sucked a light mark into his skin, knowing that Sebastian enjoyed biting more than he did, though he wasn't adverse to the idea either. Hunter couldn't move once Sebastian had him pinned against the desk and god did it feel good. He gripped at anything he could grab from Sebastian, pressing against him each time. The kiss didn't stop and he didn't want it to either, battling against him in the hot kiss as best he could underneath Sebastian. He moaned along with Sebastian, squeezing around him as best he could. "Fuck..." he growled into his mouth, barely able to breathe let alone concentrate.
Sebastian felt a wave of adrenaline surge through him as he had Hunter pinned to the desk, knowing that he had ultimate control over him for the time being, it was definitely a turn on for him, and one that he rarely got to indulge in with Hunter, seeing as the other always had to hold the other hand, but not today, which again set Sebastian's mind racing, could it all be connected? He didn't have time to dwell on it though, not as his hand wrapped around Hunter's erection, giving him another few rough strokes, twisting his hand to give him the best feeling as he thrusted deeply into his friend. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly as he felt Hunter's muscles tighten around him, which only pushed him further, "Come on, come on..." he muttered between tough breaths as his lips meshed against Hunter's once more, the heat between them scorching as the passion became too much for him to handle.
Hunter didn't let anyone have the upper hand over him but everything had gotten on top of him and he had needed someone to just take that all away from him for a little bit. He wanted to stay in control of everything because his father controlled every other part of his life. This was something he could control but everything had gotten too much and he couldn't cope with it all. So yes, it may have seemed odd to Sebastian, especially considering the things he had said, but it wasn't because of feelings, it was because he needed to just stop and have someone else in charge for a little while. Someone he trusted and that would make sure he was okay. He groaned loudly into his mouth, gripping his hips tightly as he practically saw stars as he came all of a sudden, no real pre-warning.
Sebastian could feel himself getting closer and closer, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he pounded into Hunter, he could tell that he was close too, Hunter always had these little ticks that Sebastian had picked up on over time, and with a couple more twists of his hand, he felt Hunter hit his release and spill his sticky load between them. He groaned loudly at the feeling, working Hunter through his orgasm with a few more sharp thrusts, his breathing jagged as he continued with his erratic pace, refusing to let up on his grip on Hunter, as if his friend was the only thing keeping him grounded right now, not even thinking about the small bruises that were forming on his friend's hips as he gave him everything he had, finally hitting his release, Hunter's name falling from his lips in a low groan.
Hunter could barely breathe now after the constant, bruising pace from Sebastian. It's not like they hadn't been rough to each other before, but this was a whole other level of rough that he hadn't experienced from Sebastian before. Was this a lab act of desperation all of a sudden from the face he hadn't let go of his hips the entire time. He slid his hand along Sebastian's spine, tilting his head up to pull him into a kiss.
Sebastian could feel his breaths coming out in desperate little pants, his head spinning as he squeezed his eyes shut tightly trying to make some of the fuzziness go away. He hadn't felt like this in a long time, and he couldn't ever remember things being that intense and desperate between them, and yet it had worked, despite how different it was this time. His eyes opened softly as he felt Hunter's hand trailing along his spine, his fingers still in a vice like grip on Hunter's lips until their lips met in a kiss, and gradually he loosened his fingers, trailing them along Hunter's side instead and cupping his face in his hand, their lips moving effortlessly against each others. Despite how lightheaded and oxygen deprived Sebastian already was, he needed this, he couldn't say no to kissing Hunter, he never had. "What you said earlier..." Sebastian breathed out against Hunter's lips, nipping at them lightly before continuing, "...I'm not going anywhere," That was all the talking he was willing to do for now, as he caught Hunter's lips in another, albeit softer, kiss.
Hunter kept up the kisses, letting his hands run up and down Sebastian's spine, almost in a soothing way this time, trying to get him to relax in return. He was very much on edge right now and Hunter could almost feel it between them. This was different from the other times they had had sex before. He slid himself off of the desk, albeit a little shakily, continuing to kiss him as he pulled him with him back towards the bed. He sat Sebastian down on the bed, climbing over him on the bed. "Promise?" Hunter asked quietly, leaning down over him to kiss him again. This was getting into familiar territory with the bed and the kisses after sex, but... there was still a difference.
Sebastian let out a shaky breath, feeling his body relax beneath Hunter's fingers. He couldn't quite describe how he was feeling right now, he'd never really thought of Hunter as anything other than a friend who he just happened to hook up with every now and then, but today and after what Hunter had said to him, it really got him thinking. Were they more, could they be more than this? And what about Sam? As much as it pained Sebastian to admit it, he was definitely feeling something for the other boy, whether it was the same as what he was feeling for Hunter right now, that was whole other thing. He carefully helped Hunter to his feet, weaving his arms around his waist, and dipping his head to kiss him, making a muffled sound as he blindly followed him towards the bed. He wrapped his arm around Hunter's waist as he climbed over him. "Promise," he assured him, his voice slightly muffled against Hunter's lips as they met in a tender kiss once more.
Hunter settled himself over him, kisses staying gentle and tender as he tried to bring them out of whatever had just happened. Things were different and he wasn't sure he liked that at all. He pulled the covers around them, moving to lay properly over him and keeping his hands running along his sides. "You better keep that promise," Hunter mumured.
Sebastian couldn't deny that their kisses were different now as well, almost as if there were some sort of hidden meaning behind them, and he desperately wanted to ask if Hunter felt the same way, but he was scared about what he'd find out, so he kept the question to himself, just going with it, quite enjoying this new feeling between them. He shifted a little closer to Hunter, placing his hand protectively on his side, tracing out lazy little patterns into his skin, giving Hunter a soft smile as he pulled the covers around them. He let out a content sigh at the feeling of Hunter's hands running along his sides, his legs moving to tangle with Hunter's. "You know I always keep my promises," He didn't make promises lightly, but when he did, he always went out of his way to ensure he kept them, this would be no exception.
Hunter nodded his head, letting his weight drop against Sebastian as he kept up the gentle touches. Everything felt so different and part of him was enjoying that feeling. Was this what Sebastian felt for Sam? Was there something hidden between them that they hadn't looked at before? "I know..."
Puck had been feeling so off lately. He had all this energy in him that could only be released through flirting and sexual activity. Which was exactly why he had no qualms about sending somewhat flirtatious texts to his stepsister. She was the main problem. She was forbidden fruit, and that only made him want her more. It wasn’t fair that one of the hottest chicks he’d seen in his life was technically his family. It made him feel sick and twisted. But despite that, his natural flirting instincts normally had to be held back, causing some more than frustrating sexual tension within him. Thankfully, he had a girl who was usually at his beck and call when it came to sex. Not that Santana was desperate. She just liked sex as much as he did. He’d do the same for her if she was feeling overwhelmed. That’s how the Friends with Benefits system worked.
So she came over that morning, not even bothering to knock, since no one but Quinn was home. And she was probably still asleep or keeping to herself in her room. As usual, Puck didn’t know why he did what he did, but he wanted to be a dick and make Quinn uncomfortable. He truthfully didn’t know why. Maybe it was just to see her squirm. Maybe it was because he wanted to keep Santana to himself so she wouldn’t come over just to hang out with Quinn. Or maybe, even deep down, he wanted to make her jealous. But Puck never needs a real reason to do anything. So he gave it to Santana hard and rough, causing her to let out pleasured sounds that Quinn was sure to hear from across the hall. He even gave out a few of his own, just for good measure.
“Same time next weekend, Puckerman?” Santana smirked as she fluffed up her high pony and pulled her skirt back up.”I guess,” he shrugged nonchalantly and pulled his sweatpants back on, but he left his shirt off. It was still hot out. “Walk me out. I got a froyo date with Britts soon,” she slapped his shoulder lightly and opened his door, bouncing downstairs with him in tow. “Hey, Q,” Santana smirked in Quinn’s direction when she saw her sitting on the couch from the stairs. Puck attempted to hide the smile on his face by pretending to scratch his nose, but the smug look couldn’t be hidden.
