Chapter 4 – Crossing Bridges
The door was flung open and Hayner was pushed inside, as soon as the door was locked, lips were back on eachother and Hayner found himself being led backwards until he toppled onto something soft.
This was really happening.
Seifer dragged his shirt and beanie off and flung them to his floor, before crawling over Hayner who lay staring at him on the bed. Their lips re-joined and Hayner ran his hands along the expanse of the pale back, kneading the muscles and lightly dragging his nails up, leaving little angry lines along the otherwise unmarked skin.
Lifting up slightly, Hayner allowed Seifer to remove his shirt and pants, until he wore only his boxers. The blonde sat on his haunches for a moment, taking in the erotic sight of the smaller male sprawled out on the bed, panting softly – just waiting for him to do something.
With a smirk, he removed his own pants, before lying directly atop Hayner with their hips resting comfortably together. Lips attacked the tanned neck as Seifer began to grind softly against the younger male.
Hayner panted and closed his eyes, allowing himself to just feel the spikes of pleasure, his hips bucking up against the body above him.
Once Seifer was happy with the mark he'd left, his lips trailed down until he was facing a perk nipple. He flicked it and chuckled when Hayner cursed him, but he didn't fail to notice the buck of Hayner's hips against his stomach. As an apology of sorts, he darted his tongue out to lap at it softly, running around the nipple before sucking it in.
Hayner involuntarily groaned and spread his legs slightly to accommodate the body settling between them. "Seif" He gasped when a hand boldly groped the tent in his boxers.
"You sure about this, lamer?" The smirk as there but Hayner knew that the question was serious; Seifer was giving him the chance to back out before it got too heated.
"Of course Asshole, hurry the fuck up" Seifer raised an eyebrow but did sit up to remove the last articles of clothing separating them. Hayner swallowed at the sight of the member infront of him, standing to attention with just the smallest amount of pre-cum sitting at the tip.
"Put a pillow under your hips, it'll make it easier" Hayner complied, blindly grabbing behind his head to find a pillow and put it under himself so that his hips were elevated slightly.
Seifer rummaged around in the drawer next to his bed, coming back out with a bottle of strawberry scented lube. "Strawberry, really?" Hayner snorted in amusement, but yelped when Seifer roughly tugged on his erection in response.
"Shut up, it was the only one they had" Seifer muttered before resettling himself between the tan legs.
Pouring enough lube to coat three fingers, he tossed the bottle to the side for now and leaned down to place a kiss on the bony hip. One fingers teased the entrance, pushing only the tip in before pulling back out and massaging the area around it.
Hayner threw his head back in frustration, wiggling his hips in hope to entice Seifer to just get on with it; he wasn't sober enough to care for extended foreplay. Shaking his head, but smiling none-the-less, he dove the finger in fully, watching as Hayner's body flinched in shock. He curled the finger as it moved in and out, trying to coax Hayner's body to respond – which clearly wasn't hard.
Seifer leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on the base of the weeping erection infront of him. Hayner moaned and fisted the sheets, gyrating his hips both onto the hand and mouth.
Slipping another finger in, Seifer scissored the fingers in an attempt to loosen the already relaxed entrance. On one thrust, Hayner's body jerked involuntarily and Seifer knew he'd found the younger boy's prostate.
With a low chuckle around Hayner's erection, he pressed harshly into the bundle of pleasure inside of Hayner. Hayner moaned loudly, body arching both from the vibrations from his front and the spikes of pleasure from his behind. "Hurry up!" He ground out, but with his panting, it was a lot less intimidating than he had hoped.
A third and final finger joined in and thoroughly but quickly stretched the entrance until Seifer decided that he had done enough. Pulling away completely, Seifer stared down at Hayner, flushed, and spread out for him.
Hayner blushed when he made eye contact with Seifer who looked even sexier than usual; it must be illegal to look that good. Grabbing the once forgotten lube, Seifer coated himself in it and grabbed under both of Hayner's knees, pushing them slightly towards his chest in order to get better access.
With a final fleeting glance into the younger boy's eyes, Seifer pressed forward, slowly sliding into the tight heat. Black specks flashed in his eyes at the pleasure and he hunched over Hayner, who whimpered at the intrusion and lolled his head back against the sheets.
Pulling back, Seifer's hips snapped forward, causing Hayner's body to jerk in surprise of the rough thrust. This was how it was meant to be with them; rough and unbelievably intense.
Steadying himself, the elder blonde set a fast past, hips slapping into Hayner's audibly, causing the bed to shake slightly with each thrust. Hayner couldn't even think, he could barely breath – the sensations were so sharp in his foggy mind and it was driving him crazy.
Moaning filled the air and Hayner wasn't even sure which of them it was coming from; opening his eyes slightly, his gaze joining Seifer's. Reaching a hand up, he fisted it into the bleach blonde locks, tugging him closer.
Their lips smashed together and Seifer grunted, planted either of his hands either side of Hayner's shoulders. The thrusts became faster and harsher, increasing the volume of the moans spilling from the boy being pounded into the mattress. "Yes, Seifer ngh!" Hayner's back arched involuntarily as his prostate was thoroughly abused.
"Touch yourself" Seifer breathed into Hayner's ear, not trusting himself to do it for him, in fear of collapsing on top of the boy.
Hayner smirked lazily and complied, reaching down to twist and tug at his weeping erection, letting his eyes fall closed once again as he neared completion. "Keep them open, look at me" Seifer growled, thrusts becoming increasingly erratic but stronger, breath becoming more laboured.
With a few final thrusts, Seifer's thrusts slowed until he released harshly inside of Hayner, body curled around his smaller frame. Hayner's eyes rolled back in his head as he came, body tensing completely, before relaxing into a puddle on the bed, Seifer draped over him.
"Get off me" Hayner chuckled, weakly pushing at Seifer chest, forcing the boy to roll off him and to the side, pulling out slowly with a wince. Hayner was going to be sore as hell tomorrow.
Observing the elder boy, who lay with his eyes closed, but his breathing indicated that he was not asleep, just resting. "Why you staring?" Seifer mumbled, cracking one eye open to stare back at the smaller boy.
Shrugging, Hayner smiled softly and snuggled closer, wanting nothing more than to sleep, alongside his… whatever Seifer was to him now.