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As Sebastian dug his nails into his scalp, Hunter let out a long, low moan to show his approval, and to make sure Sebastian kept on doing it. Hunter had always liked it a bit rough in the bedroom, and he was more than pleased that the other male was already playing into that, just a little bit, already. He was more than ready to see what else Sebastian did when he felt good. Hunter was still hoping for that scream, but they had some time before that happened.

Hunter couldn’t help but smirk, as well as he could with his mouth around Sebastian’s cock, when he heard the other male that he should take the wrong elevator more often. Hunter thought it would be much easier to just exchange numbers and text one another when they wanted a fun time, but he figured that could work, as well. He has yet to fuck Sebastian, but he already knew he wouldn’t mind hooking up with him again in the future, especially since they lived so close to one another.

“Well, I do like to make the men I’m with comfortable before I fuck their brains out,” Hunter said matter-of-factly before looking up at Sebastian’s face from in between his legs, a smirk pulling up his lips once again.

Once Hunter was satisfied by how long he stretched Sebastian out with just one finger, he slowly pushed a second finger inside of him, this time turning his head to bite into Sebastian’s thigh. It was much easier for men to relax underneath him when they had pleasure, or some pain, to focus on, and Hunter had always been an impatient man, so anything that sped up the process of getting them ready, he was going to do. “Tell me when you want another,” Hunter commanded, crooking both of his fingers deep inside of Sebastian before slowly moving them in and out of him.

A small smirk spread across Sebastian’s face as he heard Hunter moaning just from him getting a little rough, and he couldn’t wait to hear the noises he could get out of Hunter once they actually started fucking.

He let out a breathy chuckle at Hunter’s comment, torn between wanting the other man to fuck him senseless and never wanting to not have the sight of him kneeling between his legs. “I promise you I’m very comfortable.”

A sharp gasp left his lips as Hunter bit into his thigh, his heart skipping a beat before he realized there wouldn’t be a mark left behind. One of the main issues that always came up was making sure other men didn’t mark him, even when it was somewhere that wouldn’t be obvious to most people. A bruise on his thigh might not be noticeable at work, but he’d certainly have Cameron noticing if he ever came home with anything from another man, and that was the last thing he needed.

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Hunter hummed loudly around Sebastian’s cock as he felt the other male’s fingers running through is hair and a curse fall from his lips, clearly letting Hunter know he was enjoying himself. After he made quite the acquaintance with the tip of Sebastian’s cock, Hunter slowly moved his head down so he could take as much of Sebastian as he could to start with, stopping only when he felt the tip at the back of his throat. Then, he started to bob his head up and down, quickening the pace after a couple of moments as his free hand reached up to grab at Sebastian’s thigh, giving it a nice, solid squeeze.

Once Hunter was satisfied with the sounds Sebastian was making, Hunter put his hand in between his couch cushions to grab the small bottle of lube he kept there. Maybe it was the boy scout in him, but Hunter always liked being prepared for anything, including being able to open up men to slip his fingers and cock inside of them.

After he slowly pulled off of Sebastian’s cock, Hunter pushed the other male’s thighs apart and then quickly, and generously, coated two of his fingers with lube. “Lift your ass up for me,” Hunter commanded, waiting for Sebastian to do so before slipping one of the pillows on the couch, underneath his ass. “There we go,” Hunter said with a small smirk, leaning down to drag his tongue up Sebastian’s cock, using that as a distraction as he pushed his middle finger inside of him, immediately crooking it up to try and find his prostate as soon as possible.

A shaky sigh fell from his lips as he felt Hunter’s lips humming around his cock, still unable to believe that he’d run into the hottest guy in the building by accident after admiring his sex life for the past few weeks. It seemed that his luck never came even close to running out, and he was hoping to keep that up for as long as possible.

When Hunter started bobbing his head between his legs, Sebastian let out another moan, his nails digging into the other man’s scalp. Normally he was the first one to get on his knees for someone, so it was always a pleasant surprise when men were so quick and eager to do the same, especially when it was this unexpected. He’d fully been ready for Hunter to just throw him on the couch and fuck him, so he could definitely appreciate him making sure Sebastian was nice and ready for him.

“Fuck,” he cursed again as he opened his eyes to watch the sight in front of him. “You should take the wrong elevator more often,” he breathed out, biting again at his bottom lip as Hunter squeezed at his thigh.

A disappointed whine left his lips when Hunter eventually pulled away, though he had a feeling the other man wasn’t about to disappoint him. He nearly groaned at the sight of Hunter spreading his thighs apart, knowing that he’d remember that the next time he was alone in the shower. A small bottle of lube had appeared seemingly out of nowhere, and Sebastian didn’t hesitate in lifting his ass up for Hunter, chuckling as his new friend for the night put a pillow under him. “Such a gentleman,” he teased, scratching at Hunter’s scalp again.

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A wide smirk pulled up Hunter’s lips as he saw the look on Sebastian’s face, another look he got from men that he never got tired of. The pure awe of Hunter being able to lift them always got a good reaction, and he was glad Sebastian seemed to enjoy it, as well. Hunter was also glad Sebastian didn’t say anything about Hunter ripping his shirt to a point where it was most definitely impossible to wear again, but he figured if Sebastian really had an attachment to it, Hunter would just buy him another one. It was certainly worth it, even more so that Sebastian didn’t mind. As Hunter looked down at Sebastian with hunger in his eyes, he took his time in taking off his belt, pants, and socks, making sure his gaze never left the other male’s body. He was so fucking tall and had plenty of lean muscle on him, so he really was quite the sight. “How generous of you,” Hunter said with a small smile, kneeling on the couch next to Sebastian’s feet, facing him, before slowly pulling down his boxer briefs and licking at his lips once his cock was free. “I already know you get compliments often,” he started, throwing the underwear onto the floor then leaning back to grab a condom from the table next to the couch, always pleased with himself that he had condoms in reach in various rooms of his apartment. Some would say it was presumptions, but Hunter just thought it was smart and in good sense. “But you’re very, very attractive,” Hunter finished, turning back to Sebastian, opening the condom wrapper with his teeth so he could slowly roll it onto Sebastian’s cock. “A goddamn vision,” Hunter complimented before leaning down, with his hand wrapped tightly around the base of the other male’s cock, to place his lips on him, making sure to swirl his tongue along the tip a couple of times. It was his goal to get Sebastian into a whimpering mess, and he wanted to see what he could do to get him there, before Hunter was even inside of him.

It was a good thing their first few minutes together had ended with them making out in an elevator because that meant that Hunter couldn’t really blame Sebastian for looking anywhere other than between his legs. Even with his boxer briefs on, it was clear that Hunter was gifted and far bigger than anyone Sebastian had been with in a while. He licked at his lips, restraining from touching himself even if it was killing him to Hunter’s cock at eye level and know that it was minutes from being buried inside of him.

When Hunter got down on his knees, Sebastian knew exactly what was coming next and his heart raced in anticipation. He always enjoyed sex, but couldn’t remember the last time someone had gotten him this excited and worked up, which he knew had a lot to do with the past month, but Hunter definitely deserved some of that credit. Other than the shower mistake, the man knew what he was doing. 

He practically glowed at the compliment, his eyes darkening with lust at the way Hunter was looking at him. He’d never tired of being complimented on his appearance, especially by men who looked like Hunter. While confidence had never been something Sebastian lacked, he would never tire of hearing how talented or attractive other men found him, especially when those men weren’t his husband.

“It doesn’t hurt to hear it from you,” he replied, biting again at his bottom lip as he watched Hunter tear open a condom with his teeth, his cock already twitching in anticipation.

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With the way Sebastian was looking at him, it was clear he enjoyed what he saw. Hunter worked out because he liked the way he looked when he did so, but he never got tired of men looking at him with pure lust in their eyes when their gazes found his abs or his biceps, specifically. He loved that kind of attention and being in his 30’s didn’t stop him from wanting it. His muscles also helped him be able to grab men and fuck them against any surface he can find, and that was always a fun time.

Hunter stopped in his tracks and turned around when he heard Sebastian ask him why he was going to leave to take a shower. Most men he’d been with didn’t mind a little, or a lot, of sweat but a select few were completely turned off by it so he didn’t want Sebastian to end up leaving because of it. His shower was going to be two minutes’ tops but, apparently, that was too long for Sebastian. Which, honestly, was such a turn on for Hunter, and hearing Sebastian telling him to ‘just fuck’ him went straight to his cock.

“Alright,” Hunter said, his voice low, taking a few steps forward so he was in front of Sebastian, reaching his hands up to get a good grip of the other male’s shirt and then pulling at it from both sides, letting all the buttons and then the ripped shirt fall to the floor. “I’ll just fuck you then.” With that said, Hunter bent his knees, grabbed at the back of Sebastian’s thighs and lifted him up so he could carry him to his living room couch then carefully drop him onto it. “Get naked for me,” Hunter commanded as he started to undo his belt, his gaze locked on Sebastian, who looked so goddamn pretty half naked on his couch.

Sebastian’s confused expression quickly turned smug as Hunter turned around to face him, the man clearly forgetting all about the shower he’d planned on taking. Sebastian couldn’t say he was surprised. He hadn’t expected his neighbor to put up much a fight in being convinced to spend his time fucking Sebastian rather than rinsing off under some cool water.

What he hadn’t been expecting was for Hunter to take a few steps toward him and rip his shirt off, leaving it completely unwearable on the floor. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a shirt ruined during sex, and just that move alone had him fully hard in his dress pants. Before he could even comment on it, Hunter was picking him up and carrying him to the couch. It was as if the other man had taken every fantasy Sebastian had had about him over the past few weeks and combined them together in the span of 30 seconds. Considering Sebastian had been thinking about Hunter since that first time he saw him fucking a stranger through his window, actually hooking up with him could be easily disappointing and a letdown from all of his fantasizing, but so far he didn’t see that happening.

He was completely speechless, which was saying something for him, even as Hunter dropped him onto the couch as if he didn’t weigh a thing. Hunter definitely outweighed him in terms of muscle, but Sebastian was a good inch or two taller than him and he knew it took a lot for anyone to lift him up so effortlessly. 

After just a moment of ogling a shirtless Hunter, Sebastian made quick work of kicking off his shoes and socks before unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down his legs, leaving him in just his boxer briefs on the couch.

“I left the fun part for you,” he grinned with a small nod down towards his briefs, his cock clearly straining against the thin fabric.

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Hunter was incredibly relieved that Sebastian was more than willing to take a couple more elevator rides with him. He definitely wouldn’t have said no if Sebastian offered for them to continue what they started at his apartment, but Hunter much rather be home and show off all of his hard work. He finally had a place to be proud of, and he was going to flaunt it as often as he could, even if it was mostly only to men he fucked once or twice.

An amused smile pulled up Hunter’s lips as the other male grabbed at his tie to drag him back into the elevator, as he was more than happy to kiss him again. While he normally didn’t spend a lot of time making out with someone before he fucked them, Sebastian was a great kisser and he couldn’t think of anything else they could do while they were in a public elevator. Anyone could walk in at any moment and he rather not be on his knees when or if that happened.

Luckily, they were alone for both of their rides and by the time they reached his floor, Hunter was ready to take Sebastian apart. “Here we are,” Hunter said somewhat breathlessly, taking his keys out to open his door, quickly kicking his shoes off, hanging his jacket up on a hook and placing his suitcase on the floor so he could turn around, grab at both sides of Sebastian’s neck and pull him into a deep, wet kiss.

Once he was satisfied, and thoroughly turned on, Hunter pulled away to take his shirt and tie off, his breaths coming out in short pants. “I got a little sweaty on my walk home so, I’m going to take a quick shower. Make yourself at home for a few minutes,” Hunter told Sebastian before starting to make his way towards his bathroom, ready to get the sweat off of him, just so he could sweat again when he started fucking his new friend.

Sebastian barely got to look around the apartment he was already so familiar with before Hunter was grabbing and pulling him into a deep kiss. Sebastian’s hands instantly moved to grip at the chest of the other man’s shirt as he returned the kiss, eager to finally let this man have his way with him the way he’d done with so many other men.

Before Sebastian could get too comfortable with making out with the most attractive man he’d seen in quite some time, Hunter was pulling away to undress, and Sebastian couldn’t say he had any complaints about the view. It had been clear from the first time that he saw Hunter that the man took care of himself, but seeing him from the other side of the building really didn’t do justice to just how toned and in shape he was. He hungrily looked over the other man’s sculpted upper body, but was quickly torn out of his daze at his neighbor’s following words.

“What, why?” he questioned, furrowing his brows in confusion and disappointment. Not only did he want to make sure he was back before Cameron, but he was already half-hard at just the thought of Hunter fucking him. What was he supposed to do? Just sit on the couch and wait until his neighbor was ready for him? A little bit of sweat really didn’t bother him, and if Hunter wasn’t planning on breaking a sweat while fucking him then Sebastian had wasted his time in coming here in the first place. The sight of Hunter sweating in the elevator had been part of the reason Sebastian was so turned on, and he wasn’t about to sit around and wait for what he knew was going to be a good time. “Just fuck me.”

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Hunter couldn’t help smile to himself as Sebastian let out a sound of what Hunter could only guess was approval. He had yet to hear someone complain about Hunter grabbing their ass, and apparently, Sebastian wasn’t any different. Hunter couldn’t wait to hear the other sounds he could pull out of the other male, hopefully some moans and a lot of curses. Maybe even a scream.

As Sebastian reached a hand down, and damn was the man bold, to brush his fingers against his cock, Hunter let out a soft gasp, his eyes no doubt turning dark with lust. Hunter always liked to assume the men he picked up were bottoms, or at last liked to bottom on occasion, so he was more than pleased that Sebastian seemed excited to get his hands, among other things, onto his cock. “I think we can have that arranged,” Hunter said, his voice down an octave from how turned on he already was just from some making out and a light touch to his cock.

Upon hearing the elevator doors start to open, Hunter slowly took a step away from Sebastian, only after grabbing his ass again, so he could grab his suitcase and his jacket before stepping on the 34th floor. “It’s not far,” he told Sebastian, leading him towards his apartment.

After passing a couple of doors that were definitely nowhere close to his apartment’s number, only then did Hunter realize he took the wrong elevator. “Fuck, are you kidding me?” Hunter said, clearly and utterly annoyed, turning around to face Sebastian to explain. “I’m on the other side of the building.” After running his free hand through his hair Hunter added, “If you want to see my new apartment, we’ll have to take the elevator again. But I’ll be sure to make it worth your while.” He wasn’t about to just let Sebastian go because Hunter mixed up which elevator to take. Hunter would go as far as to finish what they started in the elevator, right there in the hallway.

Sebastian smirked at the other man’s response to him teasing at his cock, glad that Hunter seemed to be as into this as he was despite not having the advantage of fantasizing about it for weeks. The second Hunter bent down to pick up his suitcase, Sebastian took the opportunity to check out his ass again, biting down at his bottom lip as he thought about how close he might have been to finally getting to see it up close and personal. He’d never believed in a god or higher power before, but Hunter stepping into the elevator looking like a wet dream made him question if someone out there was looking out for him because this was all too good to be true.

Or just the sickest punishment imaginable if Hunter ended up just suggesting they go to Sebastian’s apartment instead. 

Regardless, the way Hunter was looking at him would at least provide Sebastian plenty of material to get him through the next month of hot showers and sleepless nights.

He followed Hunter out of the elevator, wondering how quickly the man was going to realize they were nowhere near his apartment. As soon as that happened, Sebastian couldn’t help but let out a surprised laugh, partly because of the act he had to put on as if he had no idea the hot stranger in the elevator had taken him to the wrong place, but also from the fact that he was just so fucking lucky. For Hunter to offer to still bring him to his apartment rather than just asking they head up to Sebastian’s? He couldn’t ask for the pieces to fall into place any better.

“Riding the elevator again doesn’t sound so bad,” he grinned as walked with Hunter back to the elevator, tugging him back inside by his tie so he could kiss him again the moment they were behind closing doors. Despite the anticipation of finally getting to be inside the apartment he’d been dreaming about for the past month, both the elevator rides went by quickly, mostly because Sebastian remained attached to the other man for the majority of both, already far too familiar with how Hunter’s body felt pressed up against his own.

Part of him debated getting down on his knees on the second ride up, but he figured they’d have plenty of time for that once they got inside Hunter’s living room. 

“Lead the way, big guy,” he purred the second the doors opened, nipping playfully at Hunter’s ear as he waited for him to take him, in more ways than one.

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A wide smirk pulled up Hunter’s lips at what Sebastian had to say, because while Hunter knew he was attractive, no one really let him forget it, he still liked to hear it from men who were just as attractive as he was. And fuck, was the man he was pressed up against attractive. Hunter never had any trouble in picking up men, but it never was as easy as walking into an elevator and finding someone that wanted to make out with him five minutes into a conversation. Sebastian basically fell right into his lap, and Hunter wasn’t complaining, at all.

“You’re not so bad, yourself,” Hunter complimented in return before leaning forward and pressing their lips together again, one of his hands slowly making their way down to Sebastian’s ass so he could get a firm grip of his cheek. Which certainly didn’t disappoint. It wasn’t small, but also wasn’t too big, and so very nice and firm to grab. “Do you want to stop at my floor with me?” Hunter asked, giving Sebastian’s ass another squeeze. “I can think of a few ways we can have some fun.”

Sebastian let out a pleased hum as he felt Hunter’s hand moving to his ass, not surprised that it’d found its way there so quickly. Cameron had always told him it was his best asset, as did hundreds of other men he’d been with over the past fifteen years. He knew the rest of his body was nothing to complain about, but his ass was definitely what he was most proud of. And Hunter’s firm grip on him complemented it perfectly.

At Hunter’s question, Sebastian’s stomach instantly tightened. Suddenly he wasn’t sure if he was the luckiest man alive or the dumbest. The man he’d been admiring for weeks had just fallen into his lap by chance by getting into the wrong elevator, and now that same mistake was about to cost Sebastian an evening of what could possibly be the best time he’d had in a while. All the conditions for him enjoying himself with Hunter were perfect: them meeting in the elevator, Hunter instantly being into him, the man’s hand on his ass, and the fact that he knew Cameron wouldn’t be home for hours. But what was he supposed to do when Hunter realized he wasn’t anywhere near his apartment? The logical next step would be to head up the two floors to Sebastian’s place, but the last thing he needed was for Hunter to catch one look at a photo of Cameron and realize what he’d stepped into.

Regardless of what happened, Sebastian wasn’t supposed to know where Hunter lived or that he was on the wrong side of the building, so he just flashed him another smile and leaned in to brush his lips against the man’s ear, doing his best to pretend he wasn’t questioning every way this could possibly go wrong. “I’d love to see that new apartment of yours,” he answered, his hand slipping down between them to brush against the outline of the man’s cock. 

Fuck. Of course he was big. 

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Hunter knew Sebastian was bold, but he didn’t know how bold he really was until he was leaning forward and pressing his lips against Hunter’s. Yes, it was most definitely welcomed and Hunter was asking for it when his gaze obviously landed on Sebastian’s mouth, but it was still surprising. Hunter liked a confident man, and Sebastian was that, and then some.

He couldn’t help but think about the work he had to get done when he got home, but he figured it could wait, at least a little bit longer. Hunter was much more interested in kissing the other male back, after a brief hesitation that really only lasted a second, and then parting his lips as he felt Sebastian’s tongue against them. Once their tongues met, Hunter grabbed Sebastian’s waist and gently pushed him so his back was pressed up against the elevator wall, with Hunter’s body up against his front, keeping him there. “Do you always move this fast, or am I just special?” Hunter asked with a soft chuckle, his breath softly grazing Sebastian’s lips.

Hunter grabbing him and pressing him back against the wall was almost too much for Sebastian to take, especially after what he’d seen the other man do to the men he’d brought back to his apartment all month. It was everything Sebastian had fantasized about, and he couldn’t believe he’d managed to run into Hunter by chance, especially considering that he wasn’t even supposed to be in this elevator. 

His neighbor’s strong body pressed up against him nearly had Sebastian already growing hard in his slacks, which he knew wouldn’t do much to hide anything if it came to that, not that he felt Hunter would mind, though they’d probably be much more comfortable in Hunter’s apartment. A soft laugh left his lips at the other man’s question, and he licked at his lips, his tongue just barely grazing against Hunter’s as he did so. He had no idea.

“You’re just hot,” he clarified with a smug grin, fingers digging into his muscled sides for emphasis. He was just as hard and strong as Sebastian imagined he’d be.

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“It’s not very hard to beat, but I do agree,” Hunter replied, not entirely sure why he even brought up his old views because he rather not think about the brown building that he stared at for hundreds of hours throughout the years ever again. He was fine with it being a memory, and only being that.

Hunter raised his eyebrows again slightly upon hearing Sebastian’s answer, not at all missing the way the other male was looking at his half-exposed chest. He didn’t do it on purpose, unbuttoning his shirt, as he honestly was just really hot moments ago, but he wasn’t hating the attention. He didn’t go to the gym for nothing, after all.

“Is that so?” Hunter asked, a small smirk pulling up his lips again. “I would have noticed you, too,” Hunter admitted, making a point to let his gaze drop down to Sebastian’s lips, as he wondered how he went from getting off of work, taking a walk home, to being close to making out with a stranger in an elevator. Living in New York really made Hunter not be surprised by anything he saw, but the situation he was currently in was still ludicrous to think about. Not that it was unwelcome, though. Hunter was no stranger to one night stands and just having a good time with someone, as there was no shortage of attractive men who were into other men in the city.

Sebastian wasn’t sure how his life was real. He’d always lived an incredibly lucky life, but only he could spend his evenings admiring a man across the building, only to run into him alone in an elevator later that month. It was all too perfect, especially the way Hunter was looking at him. He couldn’t help but wonder if he’d looked at the other men of the month like this, and Sebastian was determined to be better than they could ever be.

His mouth pulled into a grin as he noticed the other man admiring his lips. His eyes briefly shifted to see what floor they were on, and after deciding he had plenty of time to have some fun, he turned his attention back to Hunter, as if he could keep his eyes off of him for long.

Still unable to believe any of this was happening, Sebastian leaned in to press his mouth to Hunter’s, both of his hands moving to the man’s waist. Knowing that the elevator wasn’t going to slow down for them, he tilted his head and brushed his tongue against Hunter’s lips. He didn’t know how much time he had with him and he wanted to make sure he left the elevator unable to get Sebastian out of his mind.

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“That it is. It’s even more spectacular when you’re used to a view of only buildings,” Hunter said, more relieved than anything that he was out of his tiny, studio apartment and into something much bigger and more attractive. His old apartment didn’t suit his personality at all, so he was glad he had something he could call his own, and have that be something he’s proud of.

The question Sebastian asked wasn’t really a particular one, but he would like to know why he asked it. Maybe to see what sort of apartment he had, as normally the higher you are, the better the apartment, or maybe Sebastian just wanted to know where to find him, if he wanted to do more than just check Hunter out. “I’m on the 34th floor, and you?”

Sebastian’s smile tightened just the slightest at Hunter’s comment. It was almost enough to make him question if Hunter knew about his audience, but that was impossible. Sebastian had yet to be stupid enough to leave his lights on while watching Hunter. Most buildings in the city had a view of other buildings. He was just being paranoid, a side effect of being the type of person who watched their neighbor have sex. 

“I’m sure. It’s hard to beat the views here, especially after coming from midtown.” Not that Sebastian had much to compare it to. He’d never lived anywhere else in the city. 

He hesitated for a moment before answering Hunter’s question. While sharing a bed with men other than his husband was nothing new to him, he’d never been stupid enough to bring men back to their apartment, nor had he ever hooked up with a neighbor before. The last thing he needed was Hunter stopping by to visit and having Cameron answer the door. At least Hunter was on the other side of the building. It wasn’t like giving a floor was really narrowing it down too much.

“36. I guess that explains why I haven’t seen you around until now. I definitely would have noticed you,” he complimented, his eyes lingering again on the exposed chest Hunter had so kindly put on display for him. 

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As gorgeous as Sebastian was when he wasn’t smiling, his grin just made him that much more attractive to Hunter. He’s been with a lot of men in the past fifteen years or so and none of them had been ugly, but this man was beyond beautiful. Hunter would not say no to taking him back to his place sometime, once they got to know one another a little better. Or before then. Whatever felt natural, Hunter was going to do. It was obvious Sebastian was interested in some way, after all, so he didn’t think he would be hearing any protests.

“Well, I’m glad to hear that,” Hunter said sincerely, happy to know that someone had been in the building he was now living in for years, and enjoyed it enough to stay. New Yorkers were never wary about voicing their opinions so he had a feeling if Sebastian had a problem with it, he would say so. He clearly wasn’t the shy type, with the way he was looking at Hunter. “I was living in midtown for a while after I graduated from Columbia, and finally was at the point where moving was in my best interest. Nothing beats the Upper West Side view.”

“The view is spectacular,” he agreed, even if they weren’t even remotely thinking about the same thing. He paused for a moment as he realized something was off. Thanks to his new late night hobby, he knew roughly where Hunter’s apartment was and the man was definitely in the wrong elevator. It really was Sebastian’s lucky day. “What floor are you on?”

Sebastian deserved an Oscar for the way he held his expression, not about to react to Hunter’s comment about the view. He really had no idea just how enjoyable the view had been since he moved in. Or maybe he did. A small part of Sebastian had wondered over the past few weeks if Hunter left his blinds open on purpose in hopes that someone might see him, which had only turned him on more. 

Part of him wondered if he’d be able to keep watching Hunter. Before he had just been a gorgeous stranger, but now he has a name. He was a real person. An incredibly real and fuckable person. In all honesty, seeing him up close was only going to make watching him fuck nameless men that much more satisfying, and Sebastian didn’t even want to think about how fucked up that made him. 

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Hunter’s eyebrows raised slightly as he watched the attractive stranger look him over, surprised by his boldness, despite him doing the same thing just moments ago. Though, this man was much more obvious than he was. Which he thoroughly appreciated. He didn’t like having to guess what people wanted, especially what they wanted from him, so it was nice to meet someone who liked what they saw and wasn’t afraid to show it.

“Hunter Clarington,” he introduced himself to Sebastian, shaking his hand firmly before running his hand through his hair, not surprised to find a few strands were wet with sweat. He didn’t mind sweating, but he rather do it in a gym, or while fucking someone, not on just a walk. The spring and summer in the city was always brutal for him. “I only just moved in a few weeks ago,” Hunter explained, a small smirk pulling up his lips as he watched Sebastian look him over again. “How long have you been here for? And how do you like it?”

Sebastian was struggling to wrap his head around the fact that he was shaking hands with the man he’d been watching for a month. Of the thousand people in the building, what were the odds he ended up alone in the elevator with Hunter? Just knowing his name had Sebastian’s heart racing. All of this was like a month long fantasy finally coming true, even if Sebastian knew it wasn’t about to end with Hunter taking him in the elevator.

Hearing that Hunter was new wasn’t much of a surprise. That explained why Sebastian had only first noticed him about a month ago. It seemed that he had settled in nicely considering he’d been bringing in a steady stream of men since moving in. The fact that he only brought home men had not been lost on Sebastian either. 

He couldn’t deny that he was disappointed when Hunter instantly went from checking him out to small talk. As gorgeous as he was up close, Sebastian was much more interested in the Hunter who bent men over his couch or table late at night.

“Lucky me,” he grinned, surprising himself with how easy it was to talk to someone he’d seen fuck multiple men. “I’ve been here two years now, and I can’t say I have any complaints. You don’t seem new to the city. What brought you to the Upper West Side?”

After a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure Cameron was sound asleep, he climbed out of bed and slowly moved into the kitchen, being careful not to stub his foot on anything on his way out of the bedroom. It wasn’t until the door was silently shut behind him that he turned on the kitchen light so that he could pour himself a heavy glass of red wine, the only thing that could put him to sleep on the nights his husband couldn’t. He’d learned the hard way that Cameron was a heavy sleeper, so his attempts in the past to wake him up for middle-of-the-night sex usually went unanswered, one of the many qualities of the other man that drove Sebastian insane. Which was fine. Sebastian’s constant drinking, inappropriate flirting with strangers, and inability to take anything seriously did the exact same to Cameron, so they were even.

Once he was happy with the amount of wine in his glass, he made his way over to the large window that should have looked out over the New York City skyline. Sebastian would have liked to have views out of every window of his penthouse, but this apartment had been too good of a deal to pass up despite one of the views overlooking nothing but the other side of the building. It was the best they could go without living too far away from the heart of the city, so Sebastian really couldn’t complain. He just wished it wasn’t the living room that had the worst view.

He looked out the window as he sipped from his glass, wishing he was in any apartment but his own. While the apartment itself was perfect, most of his nights were anything but. Cameron hadn’t been on a business trip in weeks, which made it incredibly difficult for Sebastian to have any real fun. He was tired of evenings with his husband and he knew it was wrong to feel a sense of relief whenever Cameron texted him that he’d have to stay late at work, but that really wasn’t Sebastian’s fault.

After making it through his 20s without even coming close to settling down, Sebastian’s parents had finally pushed him into being with Cameron. They’d made it incredibly clear that if he wanted to be associated with the Smythe name, he’d turn a childhood friendship into a picture-perfect marriage. While Sebastian didn’t care much for his family or their name, he was incredibly fond of the bank account it was attached too, so he’d put on the charm just enough to make Cameron agree to his parents’ wishes, even if deep down, they both knew exactly what they were. 

Despite living in the city that never slept, most of the windows across from him were dark, and the few people who were still awake had the sense to keep their blinds down. Sebastian was just about to down his glass and try to go back to sleep when one particular window caught his eye. The dark night and the brightly lit living room across the garden made it all too easy for Sebastian to see directly into the apartment that had so quickly captured his attention.

Though it wasn’t easy to make out the details, there was no doubt what Sebastian was looking at. While he was struggling to fall asleep next to a man he hadn’t been fucked by in a week, his neighbor on the other side of the building had another man bent down over his couch as he fucked him relentlessly, both of them clearly enjoying themselves far more than Sebastian was.

Or maybe his neighbor was the one bent over the couch. Sebastian didn’t recognize either of them, but it was the one standing over the arm of the couch that caught his attention. He suddenly realized that this wasn’t something he was supposed to see. Him watching his neighbor and his incredibly fortunate company was an invasion of privacy, but perhaps that was what made it so impossible to look away. That, and the fact that Sebastian hadn’t had sex in nearly a month.

Oh, wait. No. He’d had sex last week. Sometimes he forgot to count the sex he had with Cameron.

His grip tightened around his wine glass before he brought it to his suddenly dry lips, taking a long gulp without his gaze ever leaving the view across from his living room. He could tell the men across from him were close to finishing, and by the time they both came, he was half hard in his sweatpants. A light blush rose to his cheeks as he realized what he’d just done, and he quickly finished his glass of wine and forced himself to head back to the kitchen to pour himself another half glass. 

This apartment building had to have at least a thousand people living in it, but how he’d gone this long without running into whoever his neighbor was had to be a crime. He spared one last glance towards the window, just in time to have his hopes confirmed. His neighbor had been the one doing the fucking, and Sebastian for one last glance of him walking across his own living room naked before the lights went dark.

Part of him was tempted to climb back into bed and wake Cameron up, to have his husband fuck him while he pretended he was over at the neighbor’s apartment, but he knew better. Cameron had to wake up early the next day for work, so waking him now would only annoy him. Instead, Sebastian took a quick shower that ended in an orgasm by his own hand, much to his disappointment.