Author's note:
Hello, lovely fellas;) First of all, sorry for the delay, but I warned you, didn't I?
Marriage - yeah, it was in the plan practically since the beginning.
Steroids - they messed up with my plot. I really, really don't like the story line. At first I was convinced to ignore it, but then I decided to put it in, but under my terms; so don't expect any court hearing or "it tastes like pencils".
Thank you - everybody who leaves a comment, favs or alerts, I'm very, very grateful you like it:)
Spoilers for those who put in a question - Dalton will have an unexpected visitor
And! The news! I have a beta - lovely Ranibow2malfoy. Thank you, dear
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Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Chapter 9
Sebastian was lying on a bed and eyeing the ceiling. The door cracked open and he turned his gaze at Hunter carefully stepping inside with a tray in his hands. After they got back and ate leftovers from the last night, Hunter sent him up for a nap. They both had a lot to think about. Nevertheless, he didn't close his eyes at all for the last two hours.
Hunter was balancing with the tray while climbing up and carefully put it on the bed between them. Sebastian ran his eyes over the mix of cheese and fruits; one cup of coffee for him and one cup of tea for Hunter. He rolled on his side and reached for a fresh piece of an orange. They ate quietly for a while without looking in each others eyes.
"I will understand if you want to end it now," Hunter said slowly and Sebastian shot him a glare. "It was probably selfish to underestimate the damage it could cause because I didn't say I had obligations. I've never thought anything serious would ever happen between us."
"It's all fun and games-,"
"Until someone loses an eye. I'm familiar with that."
"It'll be surely rational," Sebastian added after a moment. "We can pretend as much as we want, but, uhm…," he gave him a long look and didn't finish his sentence; instead he took a sip of his coffee. He was barely able to make the thought in his mind. In few months, their ways were going to separate and there wasn't any bright probability for a change. After years of pointless fucking with strangers he found a person who kept him interested for months, somebody who didn't give a shit of his previous egotistic behaviour and took it from him because he could, but stayed and paid attention to him when others showed him their backs. And after he carefully started admitting their bound was getting serious, Hunter dropped the bomb, and only because he asked him.
Hunter removed the empty tray and landed it on a floor next to the bed and sat back while Sebastian was making circles with his finger over the sheets.
"There always has to be a catch. I felt too satisfied, I guess. It's not in my stars to be happy."
Hunter was staring at his face, sitting with his back against the wall, stoically and unmoving, only blinked when Sebastian shifted closer before he put palms on his thighs and raised himself to take his lips between his.
"Preferably," Hunter breathed against his mouth, "we'll get fed up with each other before the end of May."
"Totally," he replied and kissed him again. Hunter's hands appeared on his ass and brought him to his lap. The sensation of being with him now was worth every minute he won't be later.
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He woke up alone in a darken bedroom. Sebastian remembered as they were lazily kissing until they fell asleep, but apparently Hunter got up earlier and was nowhere to find. He went to a bathroom and then downstairs escorted by a smell of hot cheese. He passed the living room and entered the warm kitchen. Hunter was preparing fondue and it created a happy smile on Sebastian's face. Hunter was intentionally indulging him. That was definitely going to cost him a lot of sweat later.
He approached the room to the gorgeous young man making a dinner for them and ran his palms over his back. "Do you need any help?" He breathed to his ear.
"You can slice up the baguette, darling," Hunter turned his head over his shoulder and sneered. Sebastian kissed the corner of his mouth and went to do his work with a silly smile.
Doing a fondue was his idea. After Hunter nonchalantly mentioned they had a serving pot, he dragged him over to a cheese department and took everything he could. Their dinner turned into a messy evening including licking melted cheese of their fingers and hissing over the burning they caused to each other while giggling stupidly; mutual rolling eyes over their immaturity, laughing until their stomachs hurt and sprawling over their seats. But Sebastian loved being silly for once and seeing Hunter getting silly and childish.
Later he cleaned the table without asking since Hunter was feeding him for the whole day, but he saw behind his look he was planning on something. He left the living room with a mixed feelings and he wasn't surprised to find him standing in the middle of the room with a wicked smile.
"I was thinking if you would like to hang tonight."
"Hanging out, you mean?"
"No, just hanging," Hunter said smiling widely and looked up. He followed his gaze. "The beams look pretty solid; I bet they can easily bear a human body."
A spark of heat shot through his body when he dropped his eyes back down. He unwillingly made a step backwards after he saw Hunter's ravishing expression. Sebastian gulped and exhaled when Hunter tilted his head, coming closer. It was barely possible to keep his nerve down under his domineering look, his touch on Sebastian's shoulder. He was determined to fall down on his knees, but the other hand gripped his shirt and started to pull it over his head. Taking off the rest of his clothse was a question of seconds, Hunter on the other hand stayed fully clothed.
Sebastian didn't know from where Hunter fished out the bunch of ropes, but more important was that he was going to do with them. Like throwing one up in the air over the wide roof beam and standing under it with a malicious smile. Sebastian took one step and then another to him before glancing up and letting him to seize his wrists. He watched out as his freewill was slowly tying up together with his arms and when Hunter finished the last knot, he didn't know what he was thinking as he tugged on it and the rope slid down and with a loud thud fell on the ground.
"Really. Really?" Hunter folded his arms on his chest and looked him up and down, checking up on his attitude. "Get it back," he said, still sounded calm, but with narrowed eyes.
"I said get it back up, S.," Hunter repeated after he didn't move.
"Or what, sir," Sebastian replied with a clenched chest and small smirk. He wanted some rage, passion, they got too soft after the morning talk and he missed his bossy Hunter.
"Or you'll spend the night tied to a dinning chair, all alone," he said collected. They were measuring each other until Sebastian gave up and bent down for it. He looked up and wanted to throw when he was stopped as Hunter unbuckled his belt, folded in half and his one his opened palm.
"It's thirty now, if you don't get it for the first try, it will be forty."
He nodded, quickly lifted his arms and threw it back precisely. Hunter smiled approvingly and cupped his face shortly as he dropped the belt and instead he reached for the rope.
"Now, the real fun can start," he smirked and tugged down, therefore Sebastian's arms went up and he ended on his tiptoes. Hunter crossed the room and took off a heavy wooden decoration from a wall that was hanging on a hook and secured the end of the rope to it. He came back with another pair in his hand; he gripped Sebastian's hip and pushed him. Sebastian growled and tried to catch his stability with toes flicking over the floor. The second rope was hanging now behind him. Hunter joined its ends and made a loop, reached for Sebastian's left ankle and lifted it up. Just to make his point, Sebastian was pressing his leg down, but Hunter easily inserted his foot in and secured it with his knee at the level of his lower back. He felt uncomfortable exposed and unprotected in front of the belt that was back in Hunter's hand.
"Every time I want to play nice with you, you choose the other way. Ready?" he asked, but his arm was already in the air.
The first hit was mild and only slipped over his one side as he turned on his spot, but the second was aimed right under his bottom and his lips parted to let out a small moan. Sebastian was overwhelmed of the pleasant part of an each strike, even though the pain was sharp and exploding, it lasted just for a second and after that stayed an exciting burning sensation running down his groin. He gasped as the tenth hit in order wrapped along his thigh of the leg he was balancing on and he spun around. The expression of the man, who was unhurriedly circling him and expertly looking for the softest spots on his body, was blank and unbiased. He aimed his next strike over his ass and the end slipped between Sebastian's cheeks and swiped over his balls. He yanked back just to meet in half way with the leather string that bit again into his skin like a snake.
Sebastian didn't realize it was over until he felt Hunter's palm on his face and lifted his eyes. Hunter folded the belt in half and rubbed it over his left thigh until he sneaked it under his half hard erection.
"I should revise what I call a punishment, because this is not the reaction I expected," he said. Sebastian felt the corners of his mouth rising up and better looked down. "Maybe you could make a use for another ten?" Hunter brought up teasingly and made a step back. Sebastian wriggled in his bounds and continued in eyeing the floor. "No? You can choose where if you say yes."
His body shivered with excitement, h needed to think quickly. He didn't have to undergo it. But since they were here…
He straightened his back and raised his head high, higher that was Hunter's. "My left thigh, sir. Please," he smirked.
"You definitely need much more," Hunter narrowed his eyes and slightly tapped his own leg. "Bow you head," he said and went to stand by his side. Hunter's fingers dug into his jaw when he didn't move, but tilted his head back. "You really got to have some attitude tonight."
"Your influence?" He saidounced with his mouth twisted.
"I certainly did not encourage you to disobey a direct order. There are two side of the coin, and after I call you S., you follow my commands without thinking twice or you will face the consequences. I certainly hope I don't need to remind you this," Hunter finished with his nose almost touching his as he was presenting his power. "So now bow your head or you won't like the result."
Sebastian knew that his words weren't an empty threat, but he felt rage in his veins and yanked his head off the hold.
"Yeah? Come on then, hit me," he barked out and leaned forward. "That's what you want, don't you? Let's beat it out of me!" His voice resonated around the room. He flinched and closed his eyes when Hunter's hand sprung up. It didn't land on his face, instead wrapped around his neck, together with other Hunter's arm ending around his waist. The dibs of his anger were still forcing him to fight him, but Hunter held him tight and pressed them together. He couldn't to do anything in his awkward position as Hunter was slowly rubbing his warm hands over his back and humming into his ear, thus he let it all go and put his head on Hunter's shoulder. Sebastian was flowing in his joy of the effect of his final submitting; his body was falling down again where it belonged and he felt satisfaction of how Hunter was taking a control over him again. His tensed muscles were relaxing, his pulse slowing down and his spinning mind getting calmer.
"Sebastian?" Hunter asked. "Have you been going through my stuff when I was away?"
His eyes snapped open and he gulped while he was moving his head back from his shoulder. "I went to your room a few times because of your cat and-,"
"You found the steroids," Hunter stated. Sebastian nodded after a moment and looked down. "Tell me you were not such a big idiot to use it on yourself."
Sebastian stayed quietly staring on the ground. No words could make it looking better. Hunter pressed his thumb on his chin and his palm over his face with fingers digging deep.
"Why did you do it?" Hunter asked again and his hand moved to his hair.
"We just wanted to know what it could do."
"We?" Hunter's hand was gripping the back of his neck and he was staring at him. He didn't want to say anything, he wasn't a rat, but he had no chance in here.
"With James, he is not in Warblers, we just-,"
"How many needles did you use? Messing with infection is-,"
"We had one for each, I swear we were just curious-,"
"Curious! You have no idea what that shit can do if you don't know what you are doing."
"I've googled it," Sebastian tried but Hunter rolled his eyes.
"I think I know enough. You've made it so bad now. I can guarantee you, you will be cursing me during the ride home tomorrow," Hunter cracked the belt in the air and Sebastian winced. "But yourself more."
"It didn't even do something," Sebastian was warily eyeing the black tool. A moment ago he thought the painful part was behind them, but now he knew he was wrong.
"It was enough for me to recognize the change in your attitude. The fight yesterday and your challenging acting now. If you wanted to know about it more, you should come to me. But you did it behind my back!" Hunter shouted and the belt flew through the air and hard across Sebastian's ass. And it hurt. Really, really hurt. Hunter was obviously just teasing him before and he couldn't even seriously compare it with what was happening now.
"Hunter, come on! This is really harsh. Like you are any better, it was yours, after all!" He suppressed a low groan and uselessly pulled on his arms.
"I'm not punishing you for using it, but for searching in my room and stealing from me," he barked back and harshly hit him again. "You thought I wouldn't notice later that something was missing?"
Any time he tried to avoid the next stroke, Hunter purposely waited until he would swing back and the belt landed on his ass or back in the worst angle. There was no counting, he had no idea how long he could last before his eyes would fill with helpless tears. After every hit he was prepared to use his back out, but every time he convinced himself he could take it. And he wasn't without guilt. Finally Hunter stopped and ran his hand over Sebastian's ass.
"Please, I'm sorry," he found his eyes while taking deep breaths, turning his back away from his reach.
"I think I believe you are. Will you ever go through my stuff again?"
"No, I certainly won't."
"Then I'm glad we made this clear," Hunter said and dropped the belt. Sebastian whole body relaxed when Hunter released his leg and disengaged his arms. He collapsed down on the floor, but Hunter caught him around his waist and put back on his feet.
"God, can you give a break?" Sebastian stumbled forward when Hunter pushed him.
"No," Hunter replied.
"I still have a safeword," he breathed out shaking a little.
"So use it and get the fuck out of my sight."
Sebastian didn't say anything; he didn't move when Hunter brought his hand into his hair after a moment of silence. His head was pulled back and he gladly let Hunter's mouth running over his neck that was already bruised and he was pressing the skin between his lips and making him squirm away.
"Upstairs," Hunter muttered against his ear as his lips slid up over his neck and he nodded in response. Hunter's hand was warm around his shoulders and guiding him up.
"Lay down," he said as they reached his room and Sebastian carefully settled down on his stomach in meantime when Hunter disappeared in a bathroom.
"I still can't believe you could be so stupid and taking something you had no idea about. You put both of us into a troubled situation." Hunter was back and threw a bottle of lotion at the bed before climbing up. Sebastian didn't know if it was going to help him, he just wanted to rest and he hid his face between his folded arms. The lotion was creamy and little bit stinging, but it kind of fell better and warming after Hunter threw a soft blanket over his legs. Sebastian pulled it up to his shoulders and snuggled closer that his nose was poking into Hunter's side who was sprawled on his back with arms folded under his head.
"You were really using it?" He asked him after a moment of mutual soothing silence.
"We won, didn't we?"
"Hmm, did you give it to anybody else, because I was surprised how some of them was-,"
"Sebastian, don't dig into that."
"Wait, what? How I don't know it? So, they all were on steroids? Why I don't know about that, this is-," he raised himself, but he was pressed down again.
"Your role was to sing, you didn't need it."
"So you decided not to even bother with telling me?"
"It was in your own benefit. They liked that you didn't know anything, because they were still kind of pissed off on you. Didn't you notice they stayed away from your back lately?"
"That was you? I thought they were cool because they, you know… accepted me or something."
"I made them an offer they couldn't refuse. And they promised to leave you alone."
"An offer?"
"I'm sure you can guess what is the main deal for most of the teenage boys."
"Sex," Sebastian chuckled. "Uh, Christmas party. You sold me for a bunch of chicks."
"Everybody has a price."
"So practically, it was mine fault that, ehm… the female friend of you was there."
"But we probably wouldn't end up here."
"Okay, you have a point, but still…"
"Do you want to rest or speculate about what could happen? Because I would recommend-,"
"Fine, fine, I'm sleeping."
"I didn't say you can sleep, I'm not done with your ass yet," Hunter warned him, but when he opened one eye and glanced up at him, "it caught the right colour, but doesn't it feel little bit empty?" he was sneering widely. Sebastian frowned at the cheesy joke, but mostly because his cock uncontrollably twitched at the thought, though he closed his eyes again and soon he could feel Hunter's fingers running through his hair. It was definitely a part of application Hunter's carrot and stick method.
Sebastian's head was overfilled with the amount of information he discovered during only one day and it was all slowly coming down on him. His relationship with Hunter was based on secrets and lies; they didn't win sectionals thank of better practicing, but because they cheated. All good in his life was suddenly falling apart and he felt that everything he was trying to achieve was slipping from his hands again. He pressed his eyelids firmly together and snuggled up to rest his forehead on the base of Hunter's neck. Hunter wrapped his arm along his waist and pressed him to his side. At least this moment was worth enough to fight with his sadness. He made a promise to himself he would never do anything that stupid ever again, because that would be the worst reason of losing him.
Before letting him go would be unavoidable.
