Sebastian Smythe

Hunter questioned just how serious Sebastian was with Daniel, and if it was just a sugar daddy type of deal. Though, he was probably just overthinking, a per usual, and it only came down to Daniel not wanting to know or meet the other guys Sebastian was fucking, not because he was jealous really, but because it was just awkward. He wouldn’t blame Daniel for having feelings for Sebastian, because Hunter definitely did. He would place a bet on the odds that he wasn’t the only one to fall for Sebastian’s charm and that gorgeous face, and, ass of his. It was no wonder Sebastian always found men, and even sugar daddies, so easily.

It honestly felt like such a rush to touch Sebastian so intimately knowing his date was right there on the other side of him, as if Hunter had a piece of Sebastian that Daniel didn’t. Even if that was a lie; he had nothing more. But, Hunter wasn’t going to fixate on that tonight, not when the sole goal was to go out and have a good time, not obsess over a man that did not want to date him in the slightest. Hunter couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh at Sebastian’s comment, because he really did have a point. But, with a body like his, it was really a shame to hide it and even though he was wearing a shirt, it was pretty much the closest thing to being bare-chested.

“Give me about an hour and it will most likely be off completely,” Hunter said with a small smirk, the palm of his hand resting against Sebastian’s lower back as he was not quite ready to pull away completely yet. He had the tenancy of being rid of his shirt when he was at clubs, especially if he was dancing. Mostly because he was far too hot, with all the bodies around him, to keep it on, but also because he just wanted to show off. “How are you enjoying your night so far?”

Sebastian did his best to keep in mind that Hunter’s comment about his shirt coming off wasn’t any sort of invitation. The thought of some other man pressed up against Hunter once his shirt was gone was almost too much to bear, so Sebastian did his best to push it out of mind, not wanting to think about how his friend would be spending the rest of his night, or who he’d be spending it with. “I wouldn’t hate to see that,” he said despite himself, his eyes drifting over Hunter’s body again before he forced himself to look him in the eyes again, knowing that he needed to be a little less obvious considering Daniel was sitting right next to him.

At Hunter’s question, Sebastian figured he should do his best to show that he wasn’t having such a horrible night despite them not coming here together. He wasn’t looking to make Hunter jealous, but he also didn’t want it to come across as if he was desperate to go home with him or that he wasn’t happy with Daniel, even if he would much rather prefer to end up in Hunter’s bed. 

“I can’t complain,” he replied as he not-so-subtly moved to rest his arms on the table, only so Hunter could see the new, shiny watch on his wrist, a pleased smirk on his lips as he winked at his friend. As if a new watch was worth giving up a night of being with Hunter. He definitely enjoyed all of the gifts Daniel bought for him, not to mention the money he transferred into his account for all of their dates. If he was being honest, the sex wasn’t horrible either considering how good his sugar daddy was with his hands, but their conversations left much to be desired. With Hunter, Sebastian found himself enjoying all of the conversations they had between orgasms, and he felt like an idiot for smiling so much whenever he got a text from the other man, and he couldn’t say that he got that same feeling whenever Daniel reached out to contact him outside of their scheduled dates. But again, he wasn’t about to let Hunter know that, not when he’d made it very clear that he had no interest in pushing their relationship to anything past what it already was.

“I hope your night wasn’t too boring before I showed up,” he teased, doing his best to ignore the hand that Hunter still had on his lower back. Hunter’s friends were doing an unknowingly good job of keeping Daniel distracted, but Sebastian knew he was going to be thinking about how Hunter’s hand had felt on him all night, even after he’d parted ways and Sebastian was alone with his actual date.

“As is yours,” Hunter said with a smile in reply, truly admiring the fact that Sebastian was just as confident as he was. It was hard to meet people who were the perfect amount of confident without being overly so, especially if Hunter thought they didn’t deserve to be, so that was just another reason why Hunter liked Sebastian so much. If it weren’t for the fact that his friend didn’t like the idea of relationships, Hunter was sure they could have the perfect one. They were undeniably compatible for one another, but Hunter had to accept that Sebastian wasn’t his and was never going to be. He could deal with them being just friends until Hunter met someone that he liked just as much as he liked Sebastian. If that was ever going to happen.

“I sure hope so,” he said sincerely. If they didn’t find time to kiss one another, their trip was definitely not going to be as enjoyable as he hoped. Though, he knew Sebastian and he knew himself and there was most certainly going to be kissing involved, among other things. “I’m going to hold you to that,” Hunter said with a small smirk, knowing fully well he would find a chance to text Sebastian and tell him to meet him in the bathroom on the plane. He doubted he could go two hours without touching Sebastian in some way.

Luckily, their trip to the airport and their airplane ride went smoothly, with Hunter only mildly disappointed when they landed because he did wish to finish the book he was reading. The promise of seeing Sebastian again, even though he saw him an hour ago when Hunter pulled him into the bathroom to make out with him, was incredibly temping and way better than his book. Which, really, was saying a lot.

“Hey, Sebastian,” Hunter greeted his friend with a genuine smile the moment he saw him waiting for him by the gate. He waited a brief moment before placing a hand on the side of Sebastian’s neck and pressing a soft, short kiss to his lips. They, normally, only kissed behind closed doors, but he just couldn’t help himself. “How was the rest of your fight?”

By the time Hunter had texted him, Sebastian already had enough alcohol in his system to make the trip to the airplane’s restroom a little less frightening. Normally, he stayed in his seat the entire time during a flight. Not only did the idea of using a small, public bathroom in the sky sound disgusting, but sitting in a metal tube thousands of feet in the air was plenty for Sebastian; he didn’t need to try walking through it too. But he didn’t typically have someone like Hunter waiting for him, so that made the trip to the back of the plane that much easier. He was already beyond tipsy, but he and Hunter didn’t do much talking so all it took was a couple of mints before joining his friend to hide how much alcohol he had in his system.

Fortunately, two hours in the air didn’t give Sebastian enough time to get as drunk as he typically did on longer flights to Paris or other parts of Europe, but between the drink he’d had beforehand, in his coffee, the airport, and on the plane, Sebastian was long past being pleasantly buzzed, and he could only hope that Hunter wouldn’t notice. He didn’t stumble his way off the plane, so that was definitely a good start. It probably wasn’t the best idea to lie to someone who was supposed to be his friend, but Hunter clearly saw Sebastian as a confident, sexy guy that he’d been hooking up with for almost a year. Sebastian didn’t want to change that by letting him know that he was afraid of flying, though he probably should have thought of that before inviting Hunter on a trip out of state so he could pay his parents back for the money he owed them. If Sebastian wasn’t careful, he could completely destroy the perfect lense he’d created for Hunter to see him through. If everything went according to plan, Sebastian would visit his parents the next day, give them the money he’d stolen, and then spend the rest of the weekend in a hotel bed with Hunter.

He couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across his face as he saw Hunter coming out of the gate, that smile only growing as Hunter approached him and placed a strong hand on his neck. Without thinking, Sebastian leaned in for a second kiss, this time slipping his tongue between Hunter’s lips as he placed a hand on his waist, forgetting where they were as he acted as though he hadn’t just made out with Hunter an hour ago.

“Terrible,” he answered as he pulled back from the kiss, his eyes looking into Hunter’s. “I was thinking about how good you looked the entire time; it drove me crazy,” he admitted, his hand sliding down to the other man’s lower back, fingertips just barely brushing underneath his shirt and against his warm skin.