"Maxine, Ed, come back!" Five ran after the group, but it was no good trying. None of them were responding to her. After ten minutes she decided to run back to Abel. Sam was waiting just inside the gate for her safe return.
"Five? What happened?"
"They wouldn't stop, Sam. They just kept going in unison...Kwargo, Maxine, Ed. Everyone. They wouldn't stop walking. They wouldn't even listen. Now it's dark out and I can't go track them because if I do it means that I probably won't come back and I'm freaking out. Our friends, Sam. Our friends." Tears started streaming down Five's face. After everything that had happened in the last few weeks, it had seemed like maybe life would be ok. Instead they were missing vital parts of their community.
Sam held Five close, rubbing his hand in circles around her back. They were beside the gate, and the area was crowded with people. There were sobs and murmurs going through the group. Paula's were loudest, but there was a shriek coming through from someone else.
Huntbastian. Sebastian is horny, and Hunter is accommodating.
Rating: M
Warnings: Mild D/s overtones...
Hunter looks up as his phone vibrates on the table. He sets down his pencil where he had been filling out a worksheet for his biology class and picks up his phone. He has one new text message from Sebastian Smythe.
I’m horny
Hunter snorts and puts his phone down without replying. This is not the first time he’s received a similar message. He usually doesn’t reply, so the next message is quick to follow.
Come fuck me
Hunter smirks and merely goes back to his biology homework. Thankfully it’s on the organelles in animal cells and not something like anatomy or reproduction, so it’s easy to erase the thoughts Sebastian is trying to inspire from his mind.
It doesn’t take long for Sebastian to find him since Hunter is as usual doing his homework in the Senior Commons. Hunter immediately knows when Sebastian strolls in as he has been waiting for it, his mind only half-focused on his homework. He doesn’t look up to acknowledge him, though, because that’s part of the fun.
The rest of the room is empty. All of the other students - with the exception of Sebastian - had learned to avoid this area as soon as Hunter had claimed it as his.
It isn’t until Sebastian walks up to Hunter and his table that Hunter really looks at him. Sebastian must be really horny since he only threw on a pair of dark blue sweatpants and a gray T-shirt after his post-lacrosse practice shower. Sebastian only wears sweatpants because they’re easy access. His hair is still wet and hangs in his eyes while his T-shirt has dark spots that cling to his body.
“Hey,” Hunter greets, trying very hard to keep his voice neutral.
Sebastian smirks. “Hey.” He pulls Hunter’s chair a bit farther away from the table, leaving just enough space for Sebastian to sit down and straddle his lap.
Hunter’s hands settle at Sebastian’s waist, his thumbs slipping underneath Sebastian’s shirt to caress his skin. He loves the rush of power that comes with Sebastian having to make the effort to search him out, even though he is usually in this specific room. It’s no secret that several other students would love to have Sebastian at their beck and call – but only Hunter has ever been able to make that happen.
Hunter is also the only exception to Sebastian’s fucked up rule of ‘one time only.’ And while they haven’t labeled what they are – the word boyfriend has never been mentioned – there is no misunderstanding that Sebastian is his.
“Fucking exhibitionist,” Sebastian breathes into his ear. His hips are slowly rocking into Hunter, and Hunter can feel Sebastian slowly hardening against his abs in every stroke. “You want to fuck me over this table in the middle of the day, don’t you? Want to have everyone watch you making me fall apart.”
Hunter mouths at the skin at Sebastian’s neck, eliciting a low moan. He chuckles. “I just like making you work for it.” But Sebastian is also right. Hunter would love to bend him over the table right now, but also tomorrow afternoon when the room would be packed with lounging students. Prove to everyone that Sebastian is his and this is what they’re never going to be good enough to have. But watching Sebastian fall apart is reserved only for him, and he wishes that he could rip the image from the minds of everyone else who has ever seen it.
Fucking Sebastian in this room – empty for now, but come tomorrow when it’s packed they will both remember what happened – is the closest Hunter will get.
“Did you lock the door?” Hunter asks as he slides his hands back over Sebastian’s ass and squeezes. He groans as Sebastian’s hips jerk into him, but he waits for an answer before continuing. It isn’t about the thrill of getting caught – it’s about laying claim to Sebastian in front of an absent audience.
“Yes. Now come on, Hunter, please,” Sebastian whines in between laying kisses on Hunter’s jaw.
“What do you want?” Hunter teases as one hand slides up Sebastian’s shirt.
“Whatever it takes so that I’ll still feel you tomorrow.”
Hunter grabs Sebastian’s jaw and directs him into a kiss. He immediately forces Sebastian’s mouth open and slips his tongue inside, drawing a loud moan. He cuts the kiss off just as quickly, leaving Sebastian dazed and panting.
He pushes Sebastian off his lap, who is only too happy to comply. Hunter stands and begins gathering his books and papers together – he refuses to simply shove them to the floor as Sebastian always desires to do.
By the time Hunter has cleaned his stuff off the table, Sebastian has shed his clothes and dug the supplies out of his pocket and put them on the table. It only takes Hunter applying light pressure to Sebastian’s shoulders to get him to bend over the table, ass high in the air.
Hunter undoes his belt and pants and lets them fall to the floor, but he doesn’t step out of them or remove any other piece of clothing. He loves having Sebastian naked and spread out in front of him while he is still (mostly) dressed. It works out well since Sebastian has no qualms about shedding his clothes.
Sebastian is practically vibrating in anticipation so Hunter runs a calming hand down his spine. It gets Sebastian to relax – until Hunter continues down his back to the top of his ass and then slides two fingers down the crack. Sebastian whines when Hunter presses the pad of his index finger against his hole and rubs teasing circles there, not entering but simply playing with the edges.
“Ready?” Hunter asks as he puts lube on his fingers, though he hardly needs an answer since he can already see pre-come beading at the tip of Sebastian’s cock.
“Yes,” Sebastian breathes. Hunter thinks he can detect a trace of desperation in the tone, and he likes it.
“Good,” is all he says in response before giving Sebastian exactly what he wants.
