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This isn't what I wanted, thought Break in the bathroom. It was the only place he could think to go after fleeing Gil's room.
He thought he hadn't cared. But this ridiculously captivating Raven had caught him off guard too many times. He could tell he was starting to feel for him. When he wasn't there, Break thought about him. Of course his thoughts weren't always good, but still it was thinking about him wasn't it? He was struck with the insane urge to curl up behind him in bed at least twice this week.
He wanted Gil. Badly. But he was horrible for him. He would end up breaking the poor kid. He sat there and hung his head for what seemed like hours, but was probably less than five minutes.
He had to go back to the room, he decided. Maybe he was bad for Gil, but he wanted him. And Break usually got what he wanted. He wasn't about to stop now. He picked himself up off the floor and started out of the bathroom.
Gil sat there curled in a ball for what could have been hours. It probably wasn't. He couldn't even get his thoughts to be corralled into something that made even the remotest of sense. What did I do? He thought. He couldn't do anything about it. He was hopelessly in love with Break, a man whom he thought he had hated.
He hated himself for always falling in love with the people that couldn't ever love him back. First Oz, and then Break. He swore he did it on purpose, as a perverse sort of mental self-mutilation. He sucked in a deep breath, trying to figure out why it never worked out for him.
Maybe because you never really fight for it, a small voice said in the back of his head. Maybe they never love you because you don't make them want to. He sighed, thinking that may actually be the problem.
But if that was the problem, he could fix it right? He could go track Break down. He could find him, and kiss him again. He would make Break want him, and suck it up and not be, in Break's own words, "such a useless servant".
He picked himself up off of the ground, shoved on his hat and shoes, and marched out of the room. He made it halfway down the hall when he looked up. Break was just emerging from the bathroom at the end of the hall.
Gil walked purposefully towards the figure dressed all in striking white. He never really noticed Break's penchant for white clothes. It made him look oddly like an angel.
Walking out of that bathroom was one of the worst mental dilemmas Break had ever had to experience. He didn't know where Gil was, if he was still in the room or what. He didn't know where to look. He stepped out, but he shouldn't have worried because Gil was walking down the hall towards the bathroom with his head held up high.
Break admired the dark boy. He was tall and lean, and he was looking Break directly in the eye.
The dark and the light boys met in the middle of the hallway, and the darker of the two blushed. He was obviously wrestling with himself a foot away from Break. Break chuckled and closed the distance for him, once again meeting their lips. Break felt the fire as if he never had in his life.
He felt it from his groin to his face and he dove into the other's mouth as forcefully as possible, biting his lip, their teeth gnashing together at times. Break lost himself in Gil's taste, his smell, and the way their lips moved together, bruising their lips with the forcefulness of it.
Gil's mind was like a hurricane. He couldn't think, he couldn't even wonder just how far he was intending to go with Break. He backed the white haired boy against the wall with a thump, grinding his hips and sliding his hands up Break's shirt.
Break felt himself becoming hard, and he thought that if they didn't want to be caught by anyone, they better head into the room they shared. Break pushed Gil back, not missing the fire in Gil's eyes.
"Ne, we should probably go back into the room, unless we want someone out here to enjoy the show" Break told Gil. He was trying to sound smooth, like he invited gorgeous raven haired men to his room all the time. He just sounded out of breath. Man, he was off his game tonight, He thought.
He grabbed Ravens hand and led him to the door. He turned, and with a glint in his eye, smashed Gil into the door and proceeded to get him halfway undressed before Gil could fumble the door behind him open. They crashed into the room, Break landing on Gil and kicking the door behind them closed with a slam.
Break dug his hands into Gil's hair and pushed down on him, their tongues still in a furious dance. Gil rolled them over so Break was on his back, still locked at the mouth. He broke away, trailing kisses down Break's alabaster chin.
Break sighed as Gil bit and sucked and licked his way down the other's neck trailing to his collarbone while unbuttoning Break's shirt. Gil seemed to have a little bit of a thing for biting, thought Break with amusement. He allowed himself to have his shirt ripped off, buttons popping as Gil got frustrated. Break ground his thigh into the hardness straining the tight jeans Gil was wearing, earning him a moan.
They were both gasping hard now, in a desperate race to undress the other first. Break reveled in the delightfully fiery feel of Gil's tongue tracing down his chest, stopping at the top button of his pants. Gil looked vaguely confused for a moment.
He didn't know what to do. He looked up at Break, his face equal parts confused and desperate, like a wild animal that discovers the forest has disappeared overnight. Break smiled a half smile and stood up. He unbuttoned his white jeans, shimmying them down his hips slowly, allowing Gil's eyes to fully take in his length making a tent in his boxers, which not shockingly were covered in little pastel candies.
He backed Gil, who had stood up, against the wall and gave him a devilish smile. He pecked Gil on the lips and then swooped down, freeing Gil from both his boxers and pants in one fell swoop.
Gil looked down at Break, and he felt a warm wetness enclose him. It felt amazing, and he tipped his head back against the wall with a groan. The fire that had seared him from the moment Break first touched him, which had slowed to a dull blaze, was now centered in his groin and he thought he would explode with the pleasure of it.
"Break, I think…ung..I'm gonna.." he said, not being able to finish the sentence.
Break released him with a wet pop and Gil groaned, truly frustrated now. He let himself be led to his bed, and Break straddled him. He had taken his boxers off and Gil could now see him in all his glory. God, he was big. Of course aside from his own, he had never seen another person hard before.
Break just barely ground into Gil, attacking Gil's lips with a new vengeance now. Gil reached down and touched Break, eliciting a moan from the albino man. Gil grabbed his full length, rubbing him up and down.
"ah Gil. Damnit. Have you ever?" Break asked, knowing the answer, but still wanting to torture Gil a little. He couldn't let the boy have all the fun.
"N-no." Gil stuttered. Break smiled. "Fine, I'm going to ride you then. Be glad you can just sit back, but don't believe I'm going to be doing all the work." He said with a wink. The wink took Gil's breath away.
Break went over and reached into his top drawer, whipping out a tube of lube. He squeezed some on his hands and rubbed it all over Gil, causing him to gasp.
"That's cold." said Gil, whining just a tiny bit. Break laughed.
"Wait." Gil said, as the thought of something hilarious crossed his mind. Man he should really spend less time around Break. He was thinking more and more like him every day.
"What, what!" said Break, looking just a bit desperate.
"You have to wear the hat. I refuse to have sex with you unless you are wearing the hat. It's hot." said Gil, trying to be serious, but grinning from ear to ear. He reached onto his bedside table, and plopped the black fedora on Break's head. He was right, it was amazing.
"I am not amused." said Break, rolling his eyes at his lover.
Gil pouted, and Break relented, although whether he was just really desperate or it was the puppy face, Gil would never know.
Break climbed on top of Gil, pushing him down savagely, making Gil groan. God. Break was so hot, thought Gil. He couldn't think any more as Break started kissing him like a wild animal again. Reaching behind him, Break grabbed Gil's slick hardness and guided him to his tight hole, lining it up and pushing down so he was in in one stroke.
Gil moaned, throwing his head back as Break took him fully in. Break sat on top for a few seconds, adjusting to Gil inside him, biting down on his collarbone and letting out a small squeak.
He began moving, and Gil grabbed Break from the front as he pushed up to meet every one of Break's downward advances. They settled into a quick rhythm, one neither one would be able to last long in. Their sweaty skin smacked with every movement. Gil groaned loud.
"Break, God, I'm gonna.." he started, again not being able to finish the sentence. Break stopped everything.
"You're gonna what? And that isn't my name, is it?" said Break with a small smile, panting.
"Xerxes..ugh…I'm gonna…" he started, blushing deeply.
"You're going to what?" demanded the white haired boy, taking him almost completely out on the last word.
"I'm gonna come…God damnit Xerxes!" The black haired boy yelled. On the word come, Break slammed down as fast and hard as he could, and they both came in tandem, moaning, Break yelling Gil's name on the downstroke.
Some of Break's cum landed on Gil's lower lip, and Break watched in awe as the black haired man curiously licked it. Gil liked it, and proceeded to pull Break off of him and clean him up completely.
Break tumbled to Gil's side, still panting, and lay there facing him. Gil laid his head on the white haired man's chest and caught his breath.
After a long silence, Break asked wearily, "The hat? Really?" but he didn't get an answer, as Gil was passed out on his chest.
Break pulled the covers up to cover them both, wondering where this would all go. He hoped it would be good. He hadn't had someone affect him this way in a long time. Ruining Gil more would be, in short, fun. He quickly fell asleep, stroking Gil's hair, thinking of the fun they would have.
A girl with long blonde hair, tied up in the front with a pink bow, snuck out of the room not very long after the two men fell asleep. She chuckled, and shut off the video camera she had used to tape the whole bedroom encounter. She would have fun using this against Break. Oh she would have fun. She skipped down the hallway towards the Girl's dorm, popping a cherry red lollipop in her mouth along the way.
Oh man! Poor boys. Evil Emily.
Well It's time I bid you adieu (for now)
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