How Does It Feel? (EVANSTAN)

Chapter 4

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Shower. Shower everything off, Chris. Nothing matters anymore. You're a lousy homosexual.

I scrubbed and scrubbed. I was taking a shower and washing harshly, the little foam ball leaving red burns. Pain? No, this doesn't match any sort of pain I experienced today. What happened earlier was too much. Too much for me to take in my small minded head. I decided that I'd never wash the internal filth I have in the shower and turned the nob off, grabbing a towel.

I turned around and faced the mirror, the red burn marks all over my body. I suppressed a sob that was sitting in my throat, swallowing it down with some vodka. Right when I got home, I went to my drinking. When I drank, oh man, it was bad. I threw on a Captain America shirt and some loose sweats, my bottle of Vodka in hand. I stumbled over to the couch, taking a large swig of the burning liquid.

That's when I here a knock at my door. I reluctantly got off the couch and walked over to the door, my bottle still in hand. Once I opened it, I was shocked to see Seb. He... he was there... real. I think I'm drunk. Oh man.

His eyes were bloodshot and his hair was tousled. He looked down at the bottle of alcohol I had and frowned. He also noticed my state was very close to his and ran a hand through his hair, thinking deeply, and he finally looked up at me, sighing.

"Oh Chris," he said, pity in his words and eyes. I stood there, like an idiot, just staring. And he smiled. God, was it the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, besides my mother of course. He grabbed the bottle in my hand and took a swig, his plush lips surrounding the tip completely. This of course, turned me on. I could feel the blush crawling up my neck and to my ears, not to mention a discomfort in my pants.

When he noticed my discomfort he looked down, his eyes on my pants, making my blush grow even redder. He smirked and moved closer, whispering in my ear, "Easy big guy, we don't want to get too ahead of the night."

This made me even more hard, my hormones betraying me. I felt his lips ghost over my neck and collarbone, sending shivers down my spine. When he finally pressed his lips on my neck, I could've just orgasmed right then and there. I grabbed his waist and pulled his body flush to mine and growled low in his ear. He suddenly pushed us out of the doorway and pushed me against the wall, finally kissing me.

He kicked the door shut and slid his hands up my shirt, feeling my chest and back, his lips still on mine, I moaned into his mouth, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. He moved his tongue around in my mouth, gliding it across the roof of my mouth. I bucked my hips up to his and he moved them in a slow circle motion, his hard clear.

I pushed him towards the couch, falling on top of him. He smirked as I straddled him, my hands on his belt. I slowly unbuckled them, feeling the leather rough against my skin. Once his belt was off, I moved to his shirt, pulling it over his head. I knelt down, my lips on his chest, sucking and leaving love marks. He put his hands in my hair, pulling and moaning when I got to his happy trail.

Before I could get his pants off, he flipped us, he now on top of me. I felt his hands move down my chest, until he met my sweats with a smirk. I threw my head back when he palmed me though the material. He pulled my shirt off, along with my pants, leaving me in some loose boxers. I pulled his head up to mine, kissing him, wanting the taste that his lips allow.

He pulled his pants off and got in ready position. Before he started he looked in my eyes, wanting to know if it's okay. I nodded and grabbed the back of his neck, bringing him to a kiss as he slowly entered. I felt like a virgin again when I'm with Sebastian. He's always finding a way to make me blush or cry out his name internally.

We both reached our breaking points and subsided our actions, my hands running through his hair aimlessly. He was tracing circles on my chest, getting dangerously close to my happy trail. He both fell asleep on the couch, a wool blanket big just enough that our legs were covered.

Time to talk more, fuck less in the morning.

OH MY GUSHH! I absolutely loved writing this! Hopefully I'll get another chapter up by late tonight or tomorrow! Thanks for voting and reading! Have a wonderful evening/morning/afternoon ect.

~Panpan