runnin’ home to you

@HUCLARINGTON: I take that compliment with pride.

@HUCLARINGTON: No.

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@HUCLARINGTON: This is different.  You want it to be different.  You want to be different.  And we can.  We can be whatever we want Sebastian.   #wecanbeanything

Hunter nodded as Sebastian grabbed his face, kissing him back feverously.  He didn’t know how it was possible that every time they kissed it seemed more and more insatiable.   He couldn’t get enough, and it didn’t seem like Sebastian was faring any better either.  It was consuming and a bit terrifying if he let himself think about it too much.  

 “Now who’s bossy,” he laughed between kisses as the other tried to undress him right there in the car.  The older man shrugged out of his jacket and reached for Sebastian’s belt, tugging him closer.  He was breathing heavily and their faces were barely a breath apart.  “What do you want Sebastian?  I don’t think getting naked in the car here is a good idea, but I could,,, “ Hunter trailed off tugging Sebastian’s belt open, then his pants before he shoved a hand into his pants, and underwear, wrapping around his cock.  It was going to be messy and probably uncomfortable.

Sebastian didn’t know what the driving force between them was. He also, didn’t understand any of it. Whether it was just the fact that they were so much alike in certain ways, that they were so unquenchable upon each touch and each kiss - whatever it was; it was going to drive Sebastian mad and he knew it. This longing, this needing.

Hunter laughing was like ecstasy to his ears, a sound he could become addicted to; a sound he wanted to become addicted to. Sebastian grunted in Hunter’s mouth, arching himself up just a little, hovering over the older man as he looked down at him. His hands flew down to rest atop Hunter’s, not stoping him, but urging him silently to go forward. Leaning own, he started to trail kisses along his neck. “Who said anything about getting naked?” Sebastian moaned, pulling his head up so he could look at him. He hissed under his breath when Hunter attacked his pants, slipping his hand inside. The feeling of his blood pumping with the rhythm of his thudding heart was enough to make the younger man dizzy.

This was the first time he actually allowed anyone to touch him so intimately in a long time, well, anyone that he actually cared for. And this right now had to be the first time he was actually nervous about going forward. Pianist fingers trailed along Hunter’s wrist as his green eyes locked with the other’s. 

“I want you, you know that. I want...” he took a deep breath, his left hand slamming against the roof of the car to give himself more support. “I want you more than I’ve...fucking wanted anything.” Sebastian breathed out, breathlessly.

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#HUCLARINGTON: I know.  And I think I know.  #good  #holdingyoutoit  

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@HUCLARINGTON: So my comment still stands.  #youpromise

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@HUCLARINGTON: You are seriously not asking me that?  You put the brakes on us.  

@HUCLARINGTON: #beamingwithpride

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@HUCLARINGTON: Promise?    Go ahead and edit it.  I don’t care.  #proudofmyhandywork

@SEB.SMYTHE: When do I ever pass up on any sexual activity? I’m offended you even have to ask. 

The way they bicker and quip never fails to bring a smile to Hunter’s face. They’re so much alike and yet it works even though it shouldn’t. It’s working better than he could have ever thought possible. “But you haven’t mentioned why or actually tried to use it yet,” he argued back.

Once the scarf goes around Sebastian’s neck and they begin kissing, all thoughts go out the window. Every sound Sebastian makes has Hunter kissing him deeper, pulling him closer until the younger man is scrabbling over the center console and into his lap. Hands fumble with buttons and they lean backwards as the seat reclines. His hands find Sebastian’s ass and they stay there, claiming him.

When they took a pause to breathe, Hunter was breathless. “Shut up you love it. You love me all demanding,” is out of his mouth before he realized and Hunter froze for a second wondering if he said too much. His eyes flick up to the others before he surged up and claimed his lips hungrily again so they don’t need to talk about it.

There was a slight shift in the way he felt the chair recline, but other than that, he was quiet comfortable being in Hunter’s lap with the other’s hands on his ass, swapping spit. His heart raced with every breath in him, with every tongue tied kiss; there was only one thing he cared about  right now and it was the man underneath him. “Mmm,” Bas moaned into Hunter’s mouth, his fingers reaching around to thread through Hunter’s hair when he felt his heart rate pick up speed and his mind forget about everything else but them. Everything about this was what he wanted, what he craved for so long.

Being the the car was definitely a plus on the list of his kinks.

Green eyes fluttered open in the moment they paused to breathe, though Sebastian was breathless when he decided to look down into the other’s eyes. He’d swallowed the lump forming in his throat just then, hearing a confession of his own from Hunter’s mouth scared the shit out of him; not even an hour ago had he confessed the L word to his sister that Hunter dared speak to speak up- thinking, knowing that Sebastian actually meant it. He couldn’t have known, Sebastian was trying hard to not know himself, to ignore his own feelings as he usually always did.

“Fuck,” Bas grunted when he didn’t even have time to respond as Hunter attacked his mouth again and the younger man grabbed both sides of his face. “Just…” he breathed into the kiss. “Shut up and kiss me,” Seb moaned, nipping at Hunter’s lower lip while lengthy fingers tried hard to find their way under Hunter’s fall jacket. “Too much…clothing,” he groaned into their ferocious lip locking.

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@HUCLARINGTON: Make me.  Give my mouth something else far more enjoyable to do.  It’s less bedhead and more sex hair if you ask me.  Definitely ‘Hunter’s fingers have been here.  Gripping, tugging, pulling.’  But that’s less insta friendly.

@HUCLARINGTON: Look at that.

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Hunter was busy adjusting his seat when Sebastian arrived.  “Well, look who finally showed up,” he teased, leaning over and stealing a kiss as the other strapped himself in, before doing the same.  

“A present?  For me?” he asked, tearing into the bag and laughing as he pulled out a grey scarf.  “And it’s grey,” Hunter beamed.  He pulled down the visor and flipped open the mirror, adjusting the scarf around his neck.  “It’s perfect.  Thank you.  I’m already thinking about what I’m going to do with this.”  

He watched as they pulled out of the parking lot of the hotel and watched as a some familiar scenary passed by.  “Up here.  That parking lot. Pull in.” Hunter instructed.  “I have some unfinished business with you Smythe.”    

Once Sebastian pulled over and parked, Hunter undid his seat belt, unwrapped the scarf from his neck and looped it around Sebastian’s pulling him closer and leaning in to release his seat belt.  Hunter pressed their lips together hungrily.  One hand moving to Sebastian’s knee and beginning to creep up his thigh steadily.  

Though he really couldn’t help but smile as Hunter wrapped the scarf around his neck, his long fingers running up and down the wheel as he continued to drive. “For the record, Clarington,” Sebastian snarked with a side eye glance. “The scarf was my idea first.” It would be a boring day when they didn’t challenge each other.

Turning his hands over the wheel to make the turn, Sebastian snickered. “You’re so fucking demanding,” he muttered before he flashed him a smirk, pulling into the lot. He had no idea where they were, even if they were only about ten minutes away from the hotel. All he knew was that Scandals was up this way. Reaching up, Sebastian pushed the sunglasses to the bridge of his nose as he set the car in park, his teeth scraping against his lower lip, green eyes watching Hunter with a fire dancing behind his hues.

“Unf,” he grunted, not expecting Hunter to pull him in with the scarf, but it pleased him so there was no need for an objection. Humming, his heart raced upon the hungry kiss. Both hands now cupping Hunter’s face, wanting nothing more than to thread his fingers through his hair, though he refrained (they were going out), even as he felt the other’s hand starting to move up his leg. Sebastian groaned then, feeling a fire erupt in his belly which caused him to shift uncomfortably in the seat.

Sebastian leaned into the kiss a little more, before attempting to climb over the armrest. Eventually, Sebastian pushed forward, his hands shoving Hunter back as he wormed his skinny, lanky body into Hunter’s lap, straddling him. Pianist fingers rested on both side’s of the other man’s neck while his tongue slid out of his mouth.

HUNTER: I'm waiting.

HUNTER: Well, you've got me.

SEBASTIAN: I know.

SEBASTIAN: Yeah... guess I do.