A/N: I'm home on lunch from work and I've got (checks watch) I dunno like ten minutes so I figured I'd post this chapter... Because I love all of you and did I mention I wrote some sex down there somewhere? It's there. That's... yeah. Oh, um, also warning for intense mention of Sebastian's horrific past... which is not nice. (See chapter 8 of the first story for more on that.)

Um. So. Enjoy.

Chapter Four: Huntbastian

"Is your boyfriend the coolest rockstar in the world or what?" Hunter asked Sebastian as they crashed through the front door of Hunter's apartment very late that night.

"My boyfriend is the coolest rockstar in the world," Sebastian agreed. "You, on the other hand, leave a little to be desired…"

"Hey!" Hunter exclaimed, swatting Sebastian.

"Well, you pretty much walked into that one," Sebastian said. "You didn't tell me we were going to be on TV."

"I assumed you knew," Hunter replied.

"Jeff texted me during your performance, he was watching," Sebastian laughed.

"Really? I bet he likes my band," Hunter said. "I bet he thinks I'm cute and has no idea who I am."

"I'll ask him, I'm stopping in Michigan on my way back to Paris," Sebastian said.

"No," Hunter whined.

"What?"

"I don't want to think about you leaving again," Hunter said. "I just want you to stay with me. Forever."

"I can't," Sebastian said. "I have to go back to my mom and Sophie."

"Teach Sophie more English and bring her here. There are schools in Los Angeles," Hunter said.

"Not this year," Sebastian said. "Maybe when she starts high school. She's already packed, just in case I tell her on the spur of the moment that we're moving to the States."

"She's such a cute kid," Hunter said.

"Yeah, she is," Sebastian admitted.

"So, what do you think of my band?" Hunter asked. "Now that you've properly met them, that is."

"I don't care for Scott," Sebastian said. "And I definitely went to school with Paul."

"You did what?" Hunter asked.

"He's from Michigan, isn't he?" Sebastian asked. "Yeah, we were roommates my freshman year of high school. Your bass player's fiancé was my first."

"Well, damn," Hunter said. "Small world, isn't it? Just wait til I tell Scott, he'll flip."

"You're not mad?" Sebastian asked.

"Why should I be?" Hunter asked. "You have a history. Of course you do, I know you, Bas. It's not like you're the only guy I've ever dated either."

"You've had… besides me?" Sebastian asked.

"Besides you and Scott? There were three other guys, but it's not important," Hunter said. "What's important is you. Because we are in the same country for once, and no way am I letting that pass. If you're attached to that suit, I suggest you take it off." Sebastian hesitated, then began undressing. "I'm still a virgin in the worst way, and I need you to change that."

"Hunt, there's something you have to know," Sebastian said. It was so quiet, Hunter had to lean closer to Sebastian to hear him. "Something… something I've kept a secret."

"You mean besides the part where you haven't been with anyone since Blaine left you because you're broken inside?" Hunter asked.

"Yeah, besides that," Sebastian said. "The… the reason I don't bottom. Ever." Hunter just watched Sebastian as he moved to the bed, then sat down next to him. "Before Paul who was… who was really my first, there was… one other guy."

"Okay," Hunter said.

"Luis," Sebastian said. "You-you've come dangerously close to guessing at this several times, and usually I just stormed out, but you – you have to know, today." Hunter just looked at his boyfriend, who was taking several deep breaths, trying to keep his voice steady. "Luis, he… he sort of cornered me in a janitor's closet and he – he raped me. Since then, I've really been afraid of – of not being the top… It just hurt so much." Hunter wrapped his arms around Sebastian in a big hug. Sebastian accepted the embrace. "Do you – do you remember the day after graduation, when you drove to Chicago and found me wandering down the street?"

"Yeah."

"I was literally thirty feet from his doorstep when you found me," Sebastian said. "I was going to beat the crap out of him." Hunter didn't really know what to say.

"I…" Hunter began, but he was drawing a blank. "I'm so sorry, Bas."

"It's okay," Sebastian said. "He – he got caught, eventually. Sometimes it hurts even more to know that I wasn't the first or the last."

"Have you – have you ever bottomed, then?" Hunter asked, nervously.

"Yes, with Blaine," Sebastian said. "A few times, but I just wanted you to know what was in my head before we – before we do this, just in case I freak out in the middle and tell you to stop."

"Okay," Hunter said.

"If I tell you to stop or anything like that, you will, immediately," Sebastian said. Hunter nodded.

"No, of course I will," Hunter said. "I… I'd never want to do anything to make you uncomf–"

"Okay, yeah, yeah," Sebastian said. "I'm not one for a lot of talking, we both get the point, let's get to this, it has been way too long since I've been laid." He continued taking off his clothes at lightning speed, helping Hunter work on getting his off. Never mind getting laid, it had been far too long since Sebastian had had human contact. He'd spent almost every day of the last four months in his bedroom, leaving only for food and to help Sophie with her homework or whatnot. That was the problem with having a boyfriend on the other side of the world.

Sebastian pushed his lips to Hunter's again just as soon as they were both down to their boxers. This was it, this was as naked as they'd ever been together (except for that one time they'd showered together, and that didn't count). Hunter didn't even hesitate, just shoved his hands under Sebastian's briefs, grabbing fistfuls of his ass. Sebastian still wasn't sure what had changed in Hunter's mind that suddenly allowed him to want this, but found he didn't care. It had been too long since he'd been close to someone like this, far too long. Hunter tugged down Sebastian's briefs and they joined the small heap of clothes on the floor. Sebastian, not one to fall behind, basically ripped Hunter's boxers off him and threw them across the room.

Hunter's right hand was around Sebastian's cock, fisting it up and down, and Sebastian knew his littlest solider was trying to do his duty and stand tall, but he wasn't having it right now. Hunter on the other hand, was already at half-mast, so Sebastian did what any normal person would do in this situation – he put his mouth around it, teasing it to its full hardness.

Not to be outdone, Hunter pulled Sebastian off, reconnecting their lips before he even got anywhere near close. He wanted this night to last.

"Do you – do you have supplies?" Sebastian asked breathlessly, already a hot mess.

"Yeah," Hunter replied. He reached to his right, into the bedstand, unearthing what looked like a brand new box of condoms, yet only half a bottle of lube. Which pretty much meant that either Hunter liked to finger himself or Scott had left it there. The latter seemed rather unlikely, they hadn't been together in a year and a half. Sebastian sort of smirked and laid back on the bed. "Y'okay?"

"Yeah, fine," Sebastian said. "I trust you. Go for it." Hunter connected their lips one more time before taking a seat between Sebastian's legs. "I won't break, Hunt, it's not my first time."

"But it's mine," Hunter said.

"Just do what you think would feel good," Sebastian said, lazily reaching one hand down to stroke his own limp dick, his other arm tucked behind his head. He looked right in his element, until Hunter slowly, so slowly, put his index finger right up against the small pucker of Sebastian's hole and Sebastian jumped. "Sorry, go on." Hunter, even more nervous now, pushed one lubed finger inside Sebastian. Sebastian's breath hitched as Hunter almost immediately added a second finger, but he could take it. Hunter was surprisingly good, well, at least he knew what to do. Sebastian could feel his cock getting less limp in his hand. "Oh… Oh!" Sebastian cried out. "You found it, Hunt, you can – Holy Jesus!"

"Don't take the Lord's name in vain," Hunter snapped.

"Don't make me want to," Sebastian retorted. "That's enough."

"Are you sure?" Hunter asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," Sebastian snapped. "Get your dick inside me before I go soft again." Hunter didn't need telling another time. Quickly, he threw a wrapper on his dick, but when he pushed into Sebastian, he did it slowly, carefully. "Hunter," Sebastian whined, bucking his hips. Hunter gave a sharp thrust, eliciting a loud moan from Sebastian.

"I do have neighbors, Bas," Hunter said.

"They can sleep some other time," Sebastian panted as Hunter thrust into him. "I haven't felt like this in way too long."

"You? I've been waiting four years for this," Hunter said, picking up the pace considerably, his hand replacing Sebastian's, stroking Sebastian's dick up and down.

"Hunter, can I–?" Sebastian half asked, broken by the intensity of Hunter's thrust. "To you?" Hunter gave a nod, and Sebastian, fighting to concentrate on something besides Hunter pounding in and out, reached for the bottle of lube, generously squirting some on his hand, and pulling himself a lot closer to Hunter's upper body to put two fingers inside him. Hunter slowed his pace as Sebastian fingered him. Even from the weird angle, Sebastian was so practiced, he knew exactly what to do. He added a third finger quickly, stretching, not really looking for Hunter's prostate. He knew where it was, he'd find it in a minute. "Is this okay?" he asked. Hunter nodded vigorously. Sebastian ripped a condom from the box and had it on faster than Hunter could blink. Then, without warning at all, Sebastian had pulled his own body off Hunter's dick, flipped them both over, and not even bothering to go slowly for Hunter's first time, completely sheathed himself inside Hunter. Hunter didn't scream or give any sign of discomfort like some of Sebastian's previous partners had when he had, not often, entered them without warning (Jeff, Blaine, Trent). Hunter didn't seem to be very vocal at all, but he grunted, moving his hips in time with Sebastian.

"Harder," Hunter grunted. Sebastian was only too happy to oblige. It had been too long – way too long. He'd been so depressed about Blaine, he hadn't even thought about sex for months after their breakup. But in time, he had started going to bars in NYC, trying to pick up a guy. Unable to produce an erection, he'd ended up sucking a lot of dick, but eventually, just given up entirely, long before he'd gotten to Paris.

"Oh, fuck," Sebastian said under his breath, still slamming into Hunter. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck–" He came, unable to stop himself, his body coming to a halt, balls deep inside Hunter. "Fuck." Hunter bucked his hips and Sebastian hissed, pulling out of Hunter slowly. "I didn't mean to do that." He peeled the condom off and threw it out.

"It's okay," Hunter said, putting his fist around his own still condom-clad erection, working it up and down.

"No, no," Sebastian said, throwing a leg over Hunter, straddling him. "I'll ride you." He gave Hunter a brief kiss before pushing himself back down on Hunter's still-hard cock.

"I – I'm so close, Bas," Hunter choked out as Sebastian clenched around him.

"Yeah, you'd have to be," Sebastian said. It didn't take too long for Sebastian's very talented hips to coax an orgasm from Hunter. Hunter panted, collapsing onto the bed, a hot mess.

"That was… the best thing… I've ever experienced," Hunter said.

"Worth the wait?" Sebastian asked, dismounting his boyfriend slowly.

"Oh, yes," Hunter said dramatically, just the way Sebastian usually did in imitation of the tenth Doctor. Sebastian smiled. "Good for you?"

"Best I've had in years," Sebastian said with a smirk.

"I'm going to let that slide," Hunter said. "Because I'd have to say the same."

"You know I think Beats was right about you," Sebastian said.

"Huh?"

"Beats. You remember Beats, right?" Sebastian asked.

"I am aware of Beats. He was right about me what?"

"Oh. Beats and I were fuck buddies there for a while because he already had a boyfriend and I was into that whole no strings attached thing, but anyway, I really liked him because he could take anything I gave like a pro and he said you were probably the only other guy in school who could really take Sebastian Smythe unplugged. And I think you probably can."

"That wasn't your worst?" Hunter asked.

"Not even close," Sebastian smirked. "You should see some of the guys I wrecked in Paris before I transferred to Dalton."

"Next time, don't you dare hold back," Hunter said.

"You're on," Sebastian said with a grin, slowly leaning into give him a long and sensual kiss. "Tomorrow."

"I have to work," Hunter whined.

"Skip," Sebastian suggested.

"I can't, we're writing some new shit and the last time I missed one, they wrote Supernatural Woman, and okay so it turned out to be one of our biggest singles, but it's like the worst song if you look at the lyrics, seriously."

"And who got to name the band?" Sebastian asked.

"Everett and Kirby," Hunter said.

"And none of them have any idea that you're Hunter Clarington?"

"Who's Hunter Clarington? Who is that guy? I hate that guy," Hunter sighed.

"Well, I kinda like him. He sorta liked me too," Sebastian replied.

"He was a jerk," Hunter said. "He was self-absorbed and rude and totally homophobic and mostly just… lost."

"I hope he finds himself someday," Sebastian said.

"Maybe he will," Hunter said, thoughtfully. "But I'm here now, and I sorta like you a whole lot more than that other guy."

"And I kinda like you too."

"More or less than Hunter?" Hunter asked.

"A little more, only because Hunter had some annoying habits, like not letting me drink and making me put more clothes on," Sebastian said.

"Baby, you can never wear clothes and it wouldn't bother me," Hunter said with a smirk, reaching out a hand to rub Sebastian's smooth chest.

"And his stupid 'I totally don't dye my hair but Jeff I need some help' haircut made his nose look huge," Sebastian continued.

"Hey!"

"And just generally being the worst roommate ever."

"You were a far worse roommate than me!" Hunter exclaimed. "Screwing every guy you get your hands on, making me pick you up from bars at 2am every morning, making continued advances after I told you I wasn't interested–"

"You were interested!" Sebastian exclaimed.

"That's not for you to decide," Hunter said.

"If I hadn't, you'd be at West Point right now," Sebastian said. Hunter just kissed him in response, turning out the light behind him, cuddling their still naked bodies together.

Sometime around 5am, Hunter's phone started going crazy. Sebastian rolled over to look at the clock.

"You still get up at 5? Jesus Christ," Sebastian whined.

"No, I don't," Hunter replied, rolling over to pick up the phone. "Hello? Yes, this is Jamie. No, I'm not insane. Sebastian is my boyfriend, I'm entitled to– Yes, it is. Scott's engaged to a man, Everett is married, Kirby has a different girlfriend every week. What is the double standard that says– Julie, it is 5 o'clock in the morning! Can't we– Okay, fine, I'll come over now. Bring– he's sleeping, Jules. He's completely jetlagged and– Fine. We'll be there by six. Not a minute later, I got it, yeah, yeah…" He hung up his phone and tossed it across the room. "Bas, I'm really sorry, but you have to get up. Jules wants us in her office in an hour."

"I gathered that, believe it or not," Sebastian groaned. "What I don't know is why?"

"She's the publicist for the band," Hunter explained. "Apparently our relationship needs damage control."

"Tell her I broke up with you for trying to get me out of bed at 5 in the morning," Sebastian said.

"You're really not coming with me?" Hunter asked.

"I'm Sebastian Smythe. I rarely do emotions and even when I do, it doesn't mean I want to be one half of a Hollywood Scandal couple. Sorry."

"Sebastian, I gave you the very last of my virginity last night. While I'm aware that means nothing to you, it was special to me," Hunter said. Sebastian sat up, yawning.

"That's not what I meant, baby," Sebastian cooed, reaching out for Hunter's arm. "I absolutely adore having you back in my life. I could just do without the media spotlight." Sebastian sighed at the look on Hunter's face. "Okay, that came out wrong…"

"Sorry, I didn't realize what you wanted was just a replacement Blaine," Hunter said, grabbing some clothes at random from his closet and running for the bathroom.

"Hunter, you are not a – a replacement Blaine, that's crazy! Come back out here and talk about this," Sebastian said. His pleas fell on deaf ears for the next 20 minutes while Hunter took a shower, finally emerging from the bathroom fully dressed and leaving the apartment before Sebastian could say anything.

Shit.

"I'm here, what are your other two wishes? Breaking up with Sebastian is not an option," Hunter said.

"I would never ask you to break up with someone," Julie said.

"Good, cuz it's not happening," Hunter retorted. "I'm tired of being alone. When I came out here, I had to leave all my friends behind. My family, my name, everything. Sebastian is the only good thing I've had in a while."

"You are the lead singer of the next big thing," Julie said.

"Well, yeah, and that, I guess."

"My scouts on the web say that the online fans are reacting positively," Julie began.

"So that's good," Hunter said.

"Please, the internet loves gays more than gays love gays," Julie said. "Your main appeal is pre-teens who wear your giant head on their t-shirts."

"Which, if I know anything about young girls, they will do whether I'm in a relationship or not," Hunter said. "Look, Sebastian is going back to Paris on Wednesday. We may not get together again for a year. Stop making such a big deal out of nothing."

"It's not nothing, Jamie," Julie said.

"We – Sebastian and I haven't even said we love each other yet. I don't know if he does, but I really do, and…"

"Jamie, honey, I'm your publicist, not your therapist," Julie said.

"Then where do we go from here?" Hunter sighed.

Hunter and Julie talked about action plans for a while (but ultimately decided no immediate action was needed), then Hunter had to leave to go to his writing session. To his surprise, the band was already convened at Tyler's place and Sebastian was there.

"Hey honey," Sebastian said when Hunter walked it, getting up and stealing a kiss.

"Hi," Hunter said. "How'd you get here?"

"Kirby came by earlier and asked if I wanted to come over," Sebastian said. "Since I've been up since 5, I said sure."

"He was on a video chat with a very adorable little girl," Kirby said. "She absolutely freaked when she saw me."

"Sophie?" Hunter asked, plopping into a couch with Sebastian.

"Yeah," Sebastian said. "My step-sister, your band's number one fan."

"Oh, thank God, I thought she was your daughter," Kirby said.

"Hahahahha — no," Sebastian said. "No, no. No. Maybe someday, but no." Hunter laughed, entwining his fingers with Sebastian's in his lap.

"You two are very cute," Tyler said.

"Well, thank you, Tyler," Sebastian said. "Sophie taught me all your names so I didn't feel so stupid when I saw you."

Tyler was definitely the cute one, 5'9, and he had longer hair than Hunter, but dark brown just like Hunter's was now, and there was a streak in the front that was bleached so he could dye it any color he wanted (today it was bright pink). He had a lip ring too, and today he had on an old vintage tee and baggy jeans with drumsticks in the back pocket.

Everett was 5'10 with shorter brown hair, brown eyes, a beautiful smile, and no piercings to speak of. (His wife probably wouldn't appreciate them.) Today he was wearing a nice button up vest over his un-tucked white button up shirt which clashed style with his ripped jeans. He didn't seem to care.

Kirby had bleached-blond hair, longer, almost exactly like Jeff's, amazing blue eyes, but he was skinny, so skinny, 6-foot-nothing, and wearing a white tee under a leather jacket with black skinny jeans.

"And as much as I always hate to admit Sophie is right, you are all very cute," Sebastian continued. "Except Scott, I don't like him at all."

Scott was wearing short sleeves today and Sebastian could clearly see the snake tattoo wrapped around his arm.

"Fun, I don't like you either," Scott replied. "Are we going to do any writing today or just socializing? Need I remind you we already announced we'd release a new single before the Midwest Tour?"

"Of course," Hunter said. "It's just a little, umm, distracting, having Sebastian closer than 12 thousand miles away…"

Oh, you know me, I'm just all kinds of distracting," Sebastian said. "I feel a distraction coming on right now, actually." He fished Hunter's phone out of his pocket. "You guys are too tight, you need to loosen up." Sebastian sauntered over to the iDock in the corner of the basement room that was apparently the band's headquarters.

"And what are your credentials, exactly?" Scott asked.

"2013 National Show Choir Champions and a Bachelor's degree in Pre-Law?" Sebastian guessed. "That probably means nothing to you. Actually, I have a trophy somewhere at my dad's house for dance and choreography MVP from some stupid school in Michigan, I mean, that was before I set the mascot on fire… but anyway, I digress." He pushed play on the song he'd selected. "I assume you know this song, Hunt?" Hunter nodded.

"This is not writing!" Scott protested, but Everett and Kirby both said, "Shut up, Scott!" at the same time.

I'm tired of injustice, I'm tired of the schemes
It's kind of disgusting so what does it mean?
You're kicking me down, I got to get up
As dark as it sounds, the whole system sucks
With such confusion, don't it make you want to scream?
(Make you want to scream)
Your bash abusing victims within the scheme
You try to cope with very lie they scrutinize
Somebody please have mercy
Stop pressuring me just stop pressuring me
Stop pressuring me
Make me wanna scream

"That was great!" Everett exclaimed.

"You should do dance covers more often," Tyler agreed.

"Nah," Hunter shrugged. "Sebastian's the real dancer, not me."

"Oh? What was that? Could you say that a bit louder? I couldn't hear that," Sebastian asked, very sarcastically putting his fingers to his ear.

"Oh, shut up," Hunter said with a laugh.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please let the record reflect Hunter has finally admitted I'm a better dance than him," Sebastian announced.

"Writing our next single? Anyone?" Scott asked.

"Jesus Christ, don't get your panties in a twist," Sebastian snarked. "And you wonder why I don't like him…" He pressed his lips to Hunter's briefly, trying to stop himself from flipping a table on Scott the party-pooper.

"No, it's a great song, babe," Sebastian insisted. "Rough around the edges a little, but you're not still mad about this morning, are you?"

"No," Hunter sighed. "I'm sorry I accused you of treating me like a replacement Blaine."

"And I'm sorry for whatever it was that I said. I don't really remember. It was 5 o'clock in the morning. Anything I said was basically just word vomit anyway," Sebastian said.

"Sebastian, can I ask you something?" Hunter asked.

"Anything," Sebastian replied.

"How do you feel about me? How do we feel about each other? What are we doing?" Hunter asked.

"Oh, boy," Sebastian sighed. "Look, I absolutely adore you, Hunt, and I know what you want from me here, but I'm not ready to say it yet. Not because – not because I don't feel strongly about you, because I do, but because I don't want to have it out there and have it taken away from me again."

"I would never run away and leave you like he did, no matter what you did. I'm not – I'm not Blaine, Sebastian," Hunter said.

"I know you're not Blaine," Sebastian said. "I just hope you know how much you mean to me. I don't let just anyone fuck me, you know."

"Yeah," Hunter said. "I realize that. I just thought… it's been four months, you know?"

"You know I mean it and I want to say it, but I – I can't," Sebastian said.

"I know, it's okay, Bas, it's okay," Hunter said. "Just so you know, whatever it is you feel for me, I feel the same."

"Thank you," Sebastian said. "For… understanding, for still wanting me even though I'm broken, and for – for keeping me around, because I honestly suck at romance, and … and I do care about you."

"Okay," Hunter said. "You're welcome and I care about you too."

"And as for the question of what are we doing, I think the answer is taking off our clothes because I promised you I wouldn't hold back," Sebastian said.

"Yes, you did," Hunter said, grinning.

"You know that this isn't just about the sex for me, right?" Sebastian asked as Hunter dropped him off at the airport two days later.

"Yeah, I know, Hunter said. "I never thought you were."

"Don't get me wrong, it's amazing to be able to have sex again, but that's not all you are to me, you know, sexual drain-o," Sebastian said. "I try not to let the past get in the way of the rest of my life. I don't want to be scared of anything, but thinking about the way it was after Blaine left me…"

"Sebastian, I won't ever do that," Hunter said. "Even if we break up, we'll still be friends. I promise." Sebastian hugged him tight.

"I love you," Sebastian whispered.

"I love you too," Hunter replied.

A/N: Yeah, so, like, anyway. Leave me a review, yeah? I love reviews. I print them out and put them on the walls of my room. Or maybe I don't. But maybe I do? Ha!

Um. I had something to say, forgot what it was. Love you guys.

Samantha.

Next time: Niff plus Sebastian.
Later: Huntbastian again! plus Sophie.