Chapter 3
Sebastian was little bit tipsy, well not tipsy; he was barely walking straight and had to lean against the corridor walls time to time. It was Friday night and he went out only to one purpose – to fuck.
He was passing by a library and heard muted conversation. He noticed a soft light glowing through the half closed door, he fastened his steps to sneak quietly along the room, but he stumbled over his own feet, swore and the voices stopped speaking. One of them stood up and went to the door. He started running but the person was following him until a hand heavily landed on his shoulder. He turned into Hunter's furious face and he almost lost his balance, but Hunter caught him by arms and twisted his face at Sebastian's alcoholic breath.
"You're drunk. You went out and got drunk."
"Why do you care about what I do, I can fuck with anybody I want."
"But you are not allowed going out after curfew and getting your ass drunk."
"And what are doing awake? Study date? Are you fucking somebody in the library?"
"Be quiet! He can hear you."
"Who is it?"
"One boy, he is a freshman, but he has family trouble and asked me for help."
"What?"
"It's my responsibility to take care of younger students." Sebastian was staring at him stupidly, he was never asked for something like this when he was captain. Hunter sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "You are so in trouble. Can you imagine what could happen if anybody met you here? They could rat on you. You are not on the top of the most favourite students here."
"I don't care what they think."
"But I do. And you are under my command, sweetheart, and you will do as I say or you can say bye to the Warblers and your dreams about studying at university. Don't move." Sebastian nodded and Hunter went back to the library. He said something to the boy and Sebastian heard him running off in the other way. Hunter came back, grabbed him by his elbow and tugged him to his room. Sebastian's drunken mind was telling him he should probably slow down if didn't want to end up vomiting in the next half an hour but he was scared shitless of Hunter to even open his mouth and say something.
Hunter was enraged when smacked Sebastian against his door after they entered his room. He pressed his arm to his chest and elbow dug near his neck staring at him fiercely. Sebastian was breathing in short shallow breaths, glaring down at Hunter's chest and waiting for the verdict. The elbow went dangerously near his Adam's apple and he was afraid he is going to choke him in anger, but Hunter lowered his arm and stepped back.
"I'm not dealing with you while you're drunk. You'll spend the night here and you should thank me I'm not leaving you sleep on the floor."
"…thank you."
"Under the sink are some spare toothbrushes, you will take a shower and clean yourself. I'm not sharing a bed with you when you smell like garbage." Sebastian nodded embarrassed and Hunter gave him a long judging stare before he waved his arm in the bathroom direction and let him go.
He was in the shower when he heard Hunter stepping into the bathroom. He was getting sober and regretting he got him this mad. He turned off the water after a few minutes and went outside. Hunter didn't look at him and Sebastian wrapped himself in a towel while staring at his solid back. Hunter bent over and fished out a new toothbrush, left it on a sink without a word and walked away leaving him naked dripping all over the floor.
The room was bathing in darkness when he switched off the bathroom light and stumbled towards the bed just in his underwear. He slid under the sheets and Hunter growled when he kicked him in a knee and Sebastian quickly muttered sorry.
He didn't mind that the bed was still too small for both of them; he could easily press to him. Hunter was lying on his back with arms folded under his head and Sebastian could see his eyes sternly staring into the dark. He shifted himself and settled along him on his side and buried face under his shoulder.
"I'm sorry," he said whispering against the skin.
"Leave this for the time I'll be interested in listening." Hunter rolled over facing the wall. Sebastian's head was spinning when he shortly ran his nose through his hair, but Hunter jerked his head away. He put his hand underneath his cheek and just sadly stared at the unmoving back of Hunter's head before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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He woke up alone in the bed; when he rolled over he spotted Hunter crouching over his cat and scratching her behind her ears. Hunter heard him and raised his head.
"Hey," Sebastian said.
"Morning," Hunter replied coldly and threw his head at the bedside table. Sebastian saw there a glass of water and some white pill. "Thank you," he said before taking it.
Hunter raised himself on his feet. He looked collected and authoritative when he came to the bed. If Sebastian didn't feel like shit he would fell on his knees right away. "I want you to wait for me at your room at five o' clock." Sebastian nodded enthusiastically. "In the morning," Hunter added. And with see you later walked out of his room. Sebastian just stared after him. What?
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He was nervously standing by his door at four fifty-nine on Sunday morning. He felt like an idiot, in his sleeping pants and waiting for Hunter. He thought he maybe wouldn't even show up. But one minute later exactly, Hunter turned around the corner. Sebastian didn't like it; Hunter was dressed too causally and wearing sneakers?
"Good morning, sweetheart, I hope you're ready." Hunter sneered when he came closer. "Nice to see you're awake."
"I'm still thinking this is just a nightmare and I will wake up eventually and find out it's time for lunch," he was looking at him sleepily.
"Funny, go to dress in your workout clothes, warm scarf, cap and gloves."
"Why?" He whined.
"It's freezing outside."
"Do you think I will go outside in earlier December at five o'clock on Sunday?" The other boy stared at him wordlessly. "Hunter."
"Sebastian."
"This is ridiculous."
"This is your punishment for being irresponsible."
"Can't you bend me over your bed in your well heated up room?" Sebastian leaned his forehead against the door frame.
"Nope," he tilted his head, "maybe later."
"You will suffer too."
"Not as much as you."
"Hunter."
"Sebastian."
"I hate you."
"Good, now get dress."
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Hunter leaded them to his car, he told the security guy about their trip the day before and he didn't stop for questioning as they drove off the Dalton's property heading away through the late night.
"You aren't gonna kill me and bury in the woods, right?" He tried but Hunter dedicated him a meaningful look and Sebastian shut his mouth. They stopped near a forest, as Sebastian could only see through the dark, after twenty minutes long ride and Hunter wordlessly climbed out, Sebastian had to follow him.
"Here's the thing. Your spoiled attitude is annoying and you have been sloppy about working out and training."
"We are going to run the path along the forest," Hunter raised his hand and created a half circle in the air around the place. "Then thirty push-ups and forty sit-ups." Sebastian was glaring at him with a very irritated expression; he was not going to do that. He couldn't make him to do this. "If you are faster than me, I'll consider reducing it for you. But…," he looked at him smirking. "You are not faster than me."
Sebastian gave him the most unwelcome stare he could. He didn't know if Hunter could see him but it was worth trying. "Hunter, I'm not going to run now, it's half past five on Sunday morning, it's freezing and still dark!" Hunter, like he was expecting this reaction, reached into a pocket of his sport jacket and fished out two forehead lights and stepped closer pressing one into Sebastian's hand.
"I won't let you be the spoiled child you're turning in. And if you are still considering protesting, I have a collar and a leash in the car."
"You don't."
"Want to bet?" Hunter brought his ice-cold hand to Sebastian neck and tugged him closer. Sebastian sighed and pressed his forehead to Hunter's. "You'll be my death." Hunter laughed into his face and tilted his head back little bit, they locked their eyes. Sebastian hated that he couldn't kiss him. Like now. Just drag him by his neck and kiss him, then go back to his warm bed and whole day spend lazily snuggling. He didn't understand his despite of it, all he ever allowed were hand-jobs and time to time Sebastian could give him a blowjob if he was lucky. It was frustrating. He didn't understand him, if it was pleasurable and arousing for him, why didn't he want to do more? He got an alarming thought of Hunter being a virgin, but he knew he has been with girls earlier and this option wasn't possible.
He sighed. Hunter had to sense the change in his mood because his expression got less jovial. Sebastian stuck his hands into Hunter's pocket and closed the distance between their bodies, dragged his hips closer. He stared at his lips, didn't see much in the dark, but it was enough. Hunter's hands were on his back, sliding up and down. He wanted to see into his head, what was he thinking and what was holding him back.
Sebastian leaned his head closer, flicked his eyes close and waited for Hunter's reaction. The boy ran his nose along Sebastian's jaw and ear, it was tickling him and he giggled slightly, his fingers dug in the warm skin hidden under the jacket. Then Hunter went back and rubbed their noses against each other. Hunter breathed out and the warm air passed his lips, he could swear he almost felt Hunter's lips touching his but it didn't happen. The bastard only reached and fixed Sebastian's cup on his head, took out his hands from his pockets, then stepped back.
"I'll give you a head start. Better run fast." Sebastian was still little bit off from the previous moment and eyes had half closed, it felt so intense. Hunter impatiently spanked his ass and he jerked away. "Go!" And he did, right after he gave Hunter a quick bold kiss on his cheek and put the light on his forehead while he was escaping because Hunter reached to smack him again.
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The run wasn't actually that bad, he mind was exhilarating and he was in an ecstatic mood, the freezing air was cooling his heated face and he was breathing in huge deep breaths and smiling to himself. The path was made of mud and felt nice under his feet. He was used to jogging and working out a lot through the spring and summer, but it was a truth he wasn't much active now. But he loved the joy of running, playfully jumped over a single stone and laughed.
After hundred or so steps he heard as Hunter already joined him and easily was getting closer. The track was about mile and half and Sebastian knew that if he went faster now he wouldn't have enough energy in the end. But Hunter didn't pass him, he kept just right behind Sebastian's ass (!chinchi, this line is yours!) and forcing him to speed up. He didn't need to look over his shoulder to see that Hunter was doing just fine, it was evident by his regular breathing, and Sebastian knew he was going to lose. They were slowly getting to the spot from they started and closing the circle, Hunter lengthened his steps and easily got ahead, but he didn't miss to dedicate him one more slap when he was passing Sebastian and winked at him; he scoffed back. When he finally got to the finish, his lungs were burning and his throat dry and scratchy. Hunter looked still the same, grinning at him and stretching his strong body. Sebastian would appreciate if he was wearing much fewer layers.
"I'm glad you were able to run to the end, I wouldn't be pleased if you were walking at some point. You did well."
"I would say thanks, but," he coughed and ripped the light from his head, "I think I would die before I could."
"We are going to work out now."
"God, I need a minute."
"I think I will have to take you out more often, you really need to work harder."
"You definitely have to take me out," Sebastian smiled genuinely and went to him.
"Sebastian," Hunter sighed and stepped away, "you know what I meant. Don't be stupid. I think I made it clear that this is strictly private thing and I won't ever show with you in public."
Sebastian swallowed down his pride and put on a smirk. "Sure, I know."
"Ready for the work out?" He shrugged uninterested in response and angrily threw himself on the cold ground.
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When they arrived back at Dalton, he turned his step to his dorm and only muttered something in good bye.
"Where are you going?" Hunter asked and he sounded like actually surprised.
"My bed? I'm completely exhausted, I need to sleep. Why are you asking?"
"Come on, I'll let you sleep if you come with me." He offered his hand to him and Sebastian hesitated, he was partly upset and he wanted to be alone. He nodded eventually and took his hand. They weren't talking about it as they went hand by hand down the empty halls. In Hunter's room, he tiredly sat on the floor to take off his solid jacket. Hunter already took off his shirt and he was struggling with his pants. Sebastian was staring up at him at the sudden free strip show.
"Will you join me?" He asked casually.
Sebastian blinked. "What?"
"Shower," Hunter said like it was nothing and dropped the rest of his clothes.
"Fuck," Sebastian breathed out and started to rip off his shirt. He couldn't believe that five minutes ago he was thinking about going away from him. He was jumping into the bathroom on one leg while tearing off his socks and Hunter was already standing in the shower stall and adjusting the water temperature. He stepped after him and brought his hands along his firm waist. Hunter set the shower head back on the wall and turned around tilting his head to the stream. Sebastian was fascinating by the water streams running down his strong neck and brought a hand to caress the strained skin. Hunter was humming in approve and put his hands on his sides. He leaned and kissed him on his shoulder and ran his lips to his neck, the hands on his hips stiffened and Hunter's breath quickened but he didn't stop him. With his hand, he was copying the water stream and running his fingers down, across the boy's stomach and lower. To his surprise he wasn't interrupted, it was a very first time when Hunter let him take control over their activities. And he was going to take everything he can get. While attacking his neck again, he resolutely gripped the base of Hunter's cock and stroked him. Hunter's eyes snapped open and caught him by his arm. Well, his moment of using a free will was over. He was pressed against a cold wall, legs apart and wrists brought above his head.
"What did I say about touching me without permission, S.?"
"Not doing it…?" fingers dug to his skin of his wrists and he reluctantly added: "…sir." Just when he thought their relationship could move on a different and more natural level, Hunter snapped back and struck him down. His arms were eventually freed again and he could put his palms on Hunter's chest and put his face to wash in warm water. They were standing silently for a few more minutes and changing their positions under the stream until Hunter turned the water off and guided him out. They dried themselves up and wrapped in towels went back to the bedroom.
Hunter was coming after him and Sebastian was going backwards until the back of his knees hit the edge of bed and Hunter pushed into his chest with one hand, the second he used to yank the towel from Sebastian's body. He fell on his ass on the bed and crawled more up. The smirking boy was climbing up and stayed hanging above him. He opened his legs and put them aside to give a space for Hunter to sink down between them. He nervously let out a breath and felt himself getting hard as Hunter's warm body was pressed to him. A strong hand sneaked between their legs and seized his cock, stroking him slowly but regularly. Hunter's eyes were pinned to his face and he closed his to avoid the intensity. The hand moved faster and he raised himself on his elbows only to fall back again as Hunter took his own erection and pressed them together in his palm. His movements became shorter and he was jerking them quickly and without putting a show. Sebastian brought his arms around his neck and yanked him down. Hunter buried his face to his neck and let his teeth brushing his skin. It reminded him as once Hunter bit down on his neck and left his imprint here, he was pursuing him then for days and staring at the mark hidden under his collar, catching him by his neck even in front of everybody and brushing fingers across the bruised skin.
"Hunter, I'm-," he moaned quietly.
"Shh, me too," he groaned in answer and fastened his hand, gripping them hard together and sliding along each other. He tilted his head back and exposed his neck, he wanted to have his mark again and Hunter couldn't resist and bit him. It was all Sebastian needed to cum over his stomach and Hunter was rubbing himself in it before he was struck by his orgasm too and fell on top of him. Sebastian slowly reached for a paper tissue and wiped them off as Hunter rolled on his side next to him. He managed to grab the blanket, half of it was pushed down from the bed, and covered them before Hunter wrapped his arms around him and didn't let go for the rest of the morning.
