-A/N I threw this part in here, not sure if I really wanted to involve it in the story or not. It's up to you if you would like to read it. And if you want to include it with the story. It won't really make a difference or not if it happens. Just shows Hunter in a weirder and maybe 'loser' light. TW it will be smut with Hunter ma$terbaiting. Not promising it will be good but something I envisioned he might do. He is a virgin but still has the same strong urges as anyone else. I'm not too sure how I feel about it truly happening or not in the story. So that is up to the reader to decide!
Hunter set his phone face down on the table next to his bed. Throwing himself back while running both hands through his hair. Did he really just have a pleasant text conversion with Frankie Sullivan? He can't even get over having a nice moment with her earlier. Directly on the very bed where he now laid.
He ran his right hand against the top of the comforter where they had been earlier. Still hearing Frankie's giggles in his head. He's never seen her look so happy to be around him. Especially that she was laying underneath him this time. Seeing the big smile on her face as she gasped for air between laughs.
Hunter could feel his dark jeans tightening around him. "Fuck it." He said to himself as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants just enough to pull his length out.
All he could envision was running his fingers over Frankie's soft delicate skin beneath his shirt as he slowly stroked himself. She felt so smooth, in that moment he wanted to run his hands all over her body. Now very curious at what was lingering below the clothes she had on of his. Was she still wearing them right now? This thought making him harder as he palmed himself.
Hunter looked over to see his laundry basket sitting in the middle of the room. Her clothes set below her bra and underwear. He wasn't proud of what he was about to do but couldn't stop himself. It was almost as if his body was on autopilot. His feet carrying him over to the basket. Grabbing her belongings off the top and bringing the two soft pieces over to his bed.
He examined them first. Placing her black bra with a tiny bow in the center on his bed where she laid just hours before. Looking over her lacey red thong next. I wonder what she looks like in these.
Hunter dropped his pants more and began stroking himself more rapidly. His cock in his right hand as his left found it's way to the girls bra. Rubbing the cups of it, imaging that Frankie was laying there again wearing it. Her skin there had to of been even softer and inviting. He could hear her short breaths in between his own heavy pants. If only she was here now.
Before he knew what he was doing next Hunter placed his two hands on the bed. Rubbing himself on top on the materiel below. He closed his eyes and pictured Frankie's warmth from her body from earlier. As if he was pumping himself inside of her. Rhythmically moving his hips along the bed top.
"Fuck."
His right hand traveled it's way back down, taking his hard cock back into it. His left subconsciously reaching out to find her thin red lace materiel on the bed. His eyes still closed as he caressed himself in one hand. Running Frankie's underwear across his face with the other. He dragged it around his cheeks and down his neck to the back and around again.
Just being enough to push him over the edge. Planting his left hand on the bed to steady himself, red lace still below. Feeling the hair on his arms stand up as he could feel reaching his own climax. Finishing on top of the blanket where they had been. Trying to calm his breathing and regain composure after.
"What the fuck did I just do?" Hunter asked himself as he changed his pants and found a towel to wipe up the mess he made on his bed. Returning the girls belongings to where the rest of her clothes were placed.
This was definitely something new. Hunter couldn't stop thinking about her underneath his body for the rest of the night. Wondering if she felt any of the same urges earlier. It had to only of been him. What was he thinking?

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Metal Kingdom
Roman pour AdolescentsFrancesca "Frankie" Sullivan. Cousin to Clay Moss, side fling sometimes to Skip Hoffman and known arch enemy of Hunter Sylvester. Frankie and Hunter have been at each other's necks since the second grade. Constantly trying to publicly embarrass or o...