Chapter 7
It was the end of January, Sebastian he spent his Saturday afternoon studying for his Monday exam. He felt weird because Hunter canceled their usual practice and disappeared for a whole day.
On Saturdays they always spend their day together. They woke up together, snuggled, ate, worked out, went to Warbler's rehearsal, ate and then went back to the bed to watch a movie and make out.
But this morning, Hunter disappeared. He only texted him they would see later and to stay patient. And Sebastian was, he knew there wasn't any point in being nervous or worried about him. But as it was getting darker and he even had dinner alone and spent hour in his room reading without paying any attention to the words. He found himself leaving his room and heading to check whether he was back, he was wondering if everything was all right. Something was wrong, out of the line.
Suddenly his world turned into a blur as a strong arm caught him from behind and a palm covered his mouth as he cried out surprised. The person dragged him behind a curtain into a small secluded place by a window. He was trapped in a tight embrace and pushed to face a wall, but slowly calming down as he realized it had to be Hunter. How long he was awaiting him in this darkened corridor until he would leave his dorm? The hand over his mouth stayed when the other opened his blazer, then traveled over his shirt and yanked it from his pants. He unbuttoned himself quickly and tore off the tie from his neck. Hunter took it from his hand, seized his wrist and dragged it back. Sebastian immediately brought his other hand in the rear and Hunter claimed the hold. To bind his wrists with the tie, Hunter had to let go Sebastian's mouth and he shoved his face into his neck, sniffing the strong addictive scent he has missed for whole day. He was so glad to have him back.
Sebastian dreaded the day he would come and say he didn't feel attracted to him anymore. That it was a mistake. They have spent the last three weeks in honeymoon mood, most of the nights together in one bed, meeting during their classes in bathrooms and hidden places to kiss and run back. Hunter was aware of the power he had and he controlled Sebastian's days and nights according his own regime. However, he didn't comment when Sebastian left the Dalton's property to get a coffee or went somewhere else alone, but he knew it pleased Hunter when he called or sent a text about what he was doing, he sensed his need to know it without asking or demanding to tell him where he went. It was a silent treatment and easy way to keep Hunter calm and satisfied.
A hand sneaked between his legs and over his bulge, grabbing him and squeezing, a smile spread on his face when he licked Hunter's neck and a painted grunt whirred from his throat.
"S."
"Yes, sir," he responded immediately.
"Legs apart," Hunter muttered. Sebastian leaned against his chest and moved his right foot to the side.
"How was your day?" Hunter asked and ran his nose in his hair.
"Long, I didn't know where you have been the whole time."
"We had a family party, my grandma had birthday."
"Oh, I didn't expect that, you should say me."
"I know, but I wanted to keep you on the edge."
"Lovely," Sebastian frowned.
"As always," he replied amused. "She was there; I didn't want you to be nervous about that and decided to say it later."
"I would be fine."
"Of course," Hunter said mockingly, he quickly unbuckled Sebastian's belt and took it out. He made two circles around Sebastian's neck with it and fastened it up again. He did it very loosely, but when he tugged the belt back it buried into his skin and he inhaled carefully. Hunter's mood was kind of scary; Sebastian couldn't be sure what he was going to do with him, but he wouldn't be gentle that night. His stomach swirled when Hunter went to stand in front of him and he lost his balanced when he let off his neck. His hands were sweating and he was gripping his fingers together and sinking his nails in to the wet skin.
"You look incredible, when you are nervous and bathing into your own sweat," Hunter ran finger under Sebastian's ear and then put it into his mouth.
"Hmm," his face turned into a smirk and Sebastian watched as his tongue slid out and licked over his lower lip. He saw him getting closer and groaned while taking his head aside to give Hunter an access. But the young man cupped his cheek and brought his head back, rubbing his thumb along his jaw. His was looking in Hunter's shining eyes which were fixed on Sebastian's mouth. He exhaled and closed his eyes smiling; Hunter's mouth was warm and his lips dry when they kissed. For sure he was planning something.
"How long you've been waiting?" He asked.
"I wasn't, I was walking to your room because I arrived a moment ago and heard steps. It wouldn't be the best occasion to meet anybody so I hid. But when I recognized it was you-,"
"You jumped me, classy."
Hunter's arms slid on his back and pushed him out of the place, they went to Hunter's room. Quietly and quickly they walked through the school. Unfortunately, a cold wind was blowing under his opened shirt and he was shivering. The belt was staying in place as Hunter held it down and guided him. He always tugged him when he heard any suspicious noise, but they didn't meet anyone and safely got in.
Hunter situated him in the middle of the room; took off all of Sebastian's clothes, put into his closet and when he dropped a hand on his shoulder, Sebastian closed his eyes and breathed out. Hunter stood in front of him as closed as he could, leaned his forehead against Sebastian's and his left hand smoothly copied the line of Sebastian's spin.
The fingers ran up over his neck, got stuck in his hair, tugging him and it was sending pleasant vibrations to his whole body and he hummed against his face. The other hand was petting his lower back and going down, he was holding some smooth piece of cloth and it was titillating his naked legs. All Hunter's movements were slow and controlled, but the real terrifying was the endless silence. Hunter's lips found his and their joined them in a soft kiss. He melted and breathed a suppressed air from his lungs he was holding. When Hunter's let go his lips he opened his eyes and flinched. Hunter's eyes were dark and unmoving, sternly staring in his and he winced when his hands appeared near his face and put a gag into his mouth, tying it around his head tightly. He couldn't move his look away, only blinked once or twice, Hunter seemed like unblinking for the whole time. Hunter's fingers appeared on his neck, where only a small spot with different color than his skin indicated Hunter's mark. He saw as the boy took in a breath before he spoke.
"Your claim is fading," Hunter's finally brought his eyes down from his face and scratched him with nails; "I don't like it."
"Me too," he hummed back through the gag and nodded, Hunter's face lighted up with a delight and he gave him a toothy grin.
"Let's go fix it," he smiled and tugged him by the belt to the bed and pushed Sebastian on his ass before he would go for some ropes. He went back, tied his ankles together and secured them to the end of the bed before he took away the tie and tied his wrist, he attached the rope to the headboard, pulling on it and suspending Sebastian. He fixed the bounds tightly and Sebastian was now stretched from arms to toes. The pull wasn't painful, it was only uncomfortable. However, when he tried to move his legs but he couldn't, his body started to tremble with excitement and he felt he was getting aroused.
Hunter was stripping himself to his underwear and watching him. Sebastian's slowly building erection was obviously center of his attention and he had a wicked smile on his face when he reached to take the belt off from Sebastian's neck. He was sliding the leather end over his chest, stomach and around his cock, now lying on his stomach and twitching when Sebastian's abdomen clenched. He slipped it between his legs and rubbed him over his balls, it was sending thousands of little sparks to his body and he was squirming helplessly from the sensation.
Two purposeless hits on his stomach he got from him before he would hook his leg over Sebastian's waist and settled over him. He reached for the roped over Sebastian head and slightly loosened it and Sebastian sighed in relief but to his panic Hunter only shortened the bound and tugged Sebastian's arms higher and the stretch was getting to his pain limit.
"I think…," Hunter slowly ran his finger over Sebastian's straightened skin on his arm and he squirmed because it tickled. "…that I will do this regularly, preferably weekly." Sebastian muffled through his gag and tugged on his tied arms.
"You look marvelous like this." Hunter's predator expression was hanging above his face and he was staring into his eyes waiting for the attack. And it came; Hunter's licked his lips before Sebastian felt pain that shot through his body. He swiftly ran his tongue around the injured spot and bit him again.
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"I hope you are enjoying this as much as I do," Hunter put his chin on Sebastian's stomach and glared up at him. He was lying on his stomach next to him and obviously took much of pleasure in bruising him.
"Where now, hmm? Here?" He pointed at his right hip. "Or here?" His hand ran up to his armpit.
Sebastian just whimpered; he didn't have any chance to respond and fixed his pleading eyes on Hunter's face. Sweat was strolling from his forehead and helpless tears burning in his eyes. Hunter raised himself up little bit and licked a line over his belly and Sebastian's stomach clenched again.
The boy stopped then and lifted his eyes at Sebastian before he sank his teeth into his skin again, for about the fifteenth bite of the night. Sebastian's chest and neck were all covered with his love bites.
Hunter went totally crazy that day. His teeth brushed over the sticking bone on his hip and left another mark here. Sebastian was considering how long he would continue with this fun. It was good at first, arousing, only until he was getting more sore and sensitive. His pointless yanking was draining last drops of his energy from his outstretched body, his helpless situation brought tears into his eyes, in that moment he regretted he had ever met him.
He didn't realize when Hunter stopped, present wasn't making any sense. He was drifting into a sleep while his body was pressed against a tough chest and wept because he could finally fold his legs to give a relief for his strained knees. His head was empty like he was high which was nice, his body weak and sprawled under the heavy weight.
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His phone rang, he left Hunter's dorm an hour ago and when he looked to check the caller ID, it was he. Captain C. He wished to name him differently, but Hunter strictly banned any nicknames and he agreed only on captain, but what he didn't know was that C. wasn't for Clarington, but for Cock. Sebastian could feel the satisfaction every time he saw it.
"Hey?" he asked confusedly.
"Did you eat?" Hunter barked to the phone.
"What?" He stopped in his move and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, he couldn't?
"Did you eat since you left?" Hunter gave him the same question and it pissed him off.
"And why are you asking? That's my thing and you are not going to control when and what I eat, it's un-,"
"What? No, you dumb. I want to take you for a brunch or something, but if you have already eaten we can go later," Hunter said laughing.
"No, I haven't. We can go if you don't mind to share a table with this idiot."
"No, since the idiot is mine. Wait me at my car in twenty minutes," he was still laughing when he ended the call. The silly smile didn't disappear from Sebastian's face for the whole morning. He collected his thought and decided to have a short shower, he sprung his arms above his head and stretched out; his body was destroyed after the evening before. He didn't remember how the night ended; Hunter worn him out.
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"Would you stop staring at me?" Hunter hissed over the table and Sebastian rolled his eyes. They didn't wear uniforms and that morning Hunter reached for a black coat, tight cotton grey t-shirt and dark sweater with buttons which Sebastian's managed to open in the car, because he was fascinated to see him in his common clothes. "I don't have boobs; you can normally look into my eyes."
"Do you know how great you look today? It's impassible not to stare," Sebastian said and seductively rubbed their legs under the table. Was Hunter blushing? "I should make you to dress like this when we are alone. Even I always prefer when you are not wearing anything. At least you should put through new policy for wearing casual clothes during the weekend."
Hunter's face was still slightly red when he replied. "And you will look like you want to eat me for the whole time? That wouldn't come unnoticed."
"Oh, don't pretend I haven't been doing it till now," Sebastian's ears were burning and he giggled. Hunter kicked him under the table and it made him laugh even harder. They were interrupted by their waitress who delivered them their plates and with a smirk she wished them to have a nice lunch. Hunter sighed and smacked a palm over his eyes.
"And I thought that during the day it wouldn't look suspiciously," he said when she was gone.
"The more you're trying to pretend it's not a date, it definitely looks like a one."
"But it wasn't my intention!" He was hissing hastily. "I only wanted to ask you something, but didn't think it would end like this."
"So this is not our first date, out of school." Sebastian replied while rolling a baked piece of potato over his plate and Hunter's head snapped up.
"Well, I wasn't thinking about this possibility when I asked you to go here, but… I don't mind it now," Hunter added quietly.
"Do you think it would be too bold if I kissed you after our first date?"
"We already kissed in this morning," Hunter was talking under his breath and looking around them if anybody is listening. But the restaurant was mostly empty and they had a table alone.
"But it was before the date, it doesn't count," Sebastian pointed with his fork and lifted his eyebrows.
"Maybe you'll get something if you stop throwing you food all around," the boy sitting opposite to him remarked and meaningfully looked at a drop of sauce on a tablecloth. "But there is something connected with doing things for the first time I want to talk about."
"Did you just casually turn the conversation from spoiling the tablecloth to having an intercourse?"
Hunter narrowed his eyes and groaned; after he inhaled he unsurely opened his mouth. "Do you know what date is going to be in the next two weeks? Maybe it's a cliché, but-,"
"Valentine's day," Sebastian burst in laugh, "You can't be serious."
"Actually I meant the weekend after, we can't see each other on that day, but," his eyes opened wide meaningfully, "yesterday I made a deal with Nicole to cover for me and I will cover for her too. She has some big party with friends."
"But what with the weekend?"
Hunter was staring at his finger which was making circles on the table and tingling with his knife on the edge of his plate. "What would you say about a winter cottage in the middle of nowhere where everything is covered in snow? The whole thing is made from wood; there is a fireplace with a soft carpet in front of it… four hours far from here and me having a key of it in my pocket."
"For real?" Hunter wordlessly reached into his pants and fished out a pack of three keys.
"So… what do you think about the idea?" Hunter was playing with the ring it kept it together and avoided his eyes.
"It's the best thing," Sebastian said with a clenched throat, "like ever," he was smiling so widely that the corners of his mouth were hurting. "But I don't understand one thing, why would she cover for us?"
"She has her own plans," he shrugged, "and I told her I'm seeing somebody, so…"
"So she doesn't mind."
Hunter shrugged in response. "It's…it's just different. We were acting like a wonderful couple for years but now it's only a shadow of our previous relationship that ended a long time ago. I used to love her a lot, but now it's almost gone."
"And why don't you just break up? Why are you still lying? Your parents would surely understand that."
"We can't break up. It's not possible."
"That's stupid, why not?"
"It's complicated. Can we not talk about her now? I hoped you would like to hear more about this," he touched the keys. Sebastian bit his lip from inside, he would like to know more about the history of the two of them, but instead he smiled after he fully realized what the gesture meant. Hunter made that trip for them, they were going to spend a whole weekend together somewhere far away, he tried to imagine how the cottage could look like, he was sure it was going to be romantic. Probably the most romantic thing anybody did for him. He rested his head on his palm and looked at him with a dreamy smile.
"When did you get this idea?"
"I was planning to go there since summer, but that time I was thinking about Nicole, but… things changed."
"Aren't you disappointed?"
"You are everything than disappointment," Hunter assured him and leaned his chin on his hand. "I find you very tempting and all the possibilities and things I can do to you are swirling in my head."
"Yeah? For example?" he swallowed and reached for his glass to hide his blush from the heat in his face.
"I'm thinking about a crotch rope for the ride, a loosen one, just a reminder how the weekend is going to happen. We are going to stop in a mall to buy food; you should behave during the ride if you would like take it off. Since the first time you would spread your legs and submit to me it would be official, I can assure you that last night was nothing. You won't be able to stand up and walk in the end of Sunday. If you protest you are sore and need to rest, I will only take you again," his voice was dripping with honey, but eyes filled with a dangerous spark and he swallowed another bite. "But," his featured softened, "you already do know the meaning of a safeword. If you say red, I'll stop. Any questions?" He slipped back to his normal voice.
"How huge is the house?" He moved on the subject.
"Average, it has two floors; downstairs are kitchen, living room, and bathroom. Up are three bedrooms and one more bathroom. Like I said, there is wood everywhere, my parents were used to go there a lot, but since they are divorce, dad wasn't there for years."
"Why they had a divorce?"
"My mum… She ran away, it's very difficult to live with him, he is very demanding and choleric."
"Well, now I understand the military school."
Hunter chuckled. "The fact is that it was my decision to go there. Trust me; it was easier than to live with him."
"I'm sorry for that."
"Don't be," Hunter waved his hand, "First months were difficult, sure, but after I got used to the regime and made friends, it was fun."
"Fun," he scoffed, "if fun means going for a run at five in the morning."
"Nah, we usually went half past four," he replied laughing and rubbed his foot against Sebastian's leg. They were silent for a moment and only stared into each others eyes.
"I really love the idea about the weekend," Sebastian said softly and glanced nervously down but then back up again.
"Unfortunately, there is another trip, but not for us," Hunter muttered mysteriously, "I'm going to ski with my dad this week, since Wednesday to Sunday. You should count on it that we won't see each other."
"Five days, how I'll even survive…," he said affected.
"I'll come back on Sunday night, but I'll be dead."
"I'll give you a massage."
"You don't have to wait, it will be probably late."
"I want to," he gave him a stern look, but then he glanced away nervously.
"I'll give you a key from my room and you can stay there."
"You better will."
