Antidote [18+]

Ocho.

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This chapter contains mature content.

Seth's heart was jumping out of his chest. His palms were sweaty, his breathing was erratic and not to mention the uncomfortable straining of his penis against his jeans. Would they have sex or would it be a repeat of what happened in the locker room? 

 They were riding the elevator to Seth's floor in silence. Seth was grateful that Xander wasn't pushing anything but he wanted him to do something. He kept stealing glances hoping that maybe he would attempt to sexily push him against the elevator walls and ravage him on the spot. 

"If you keep staring at me like that, I'll take your clothes off right here," Xander said not even sparing him a glance.

Seth looked down at his shoes and rushed forward on hearing the sound of the doors opening. He was fumbling with the keys to his apartment door, they were slipping through his fingers and he could hardly get the right one to fit in the keyhole. 

"Seth."

The keys fell from him and he hastily picked them up, frantically trying to find the one to his door.

"Seth!"

He dropped the keys and looked up at Xander who was now holding onto his hands.

Seth looked at him, hands trembling and eyes on the verge watering.

"Calm down," Xander held onto his shoulders, "There's no rush, we don't have to do anything that you don't want to."

He let out a shaky breath and slid to the floor, "I-I'm scared, I mean I want to because I'm attracted to you but I-"

He was a fucking mess.

"Seth stop," Xander pulled him to his feet, "There's no rush, I'll wait until you're ready, for now we can just enjoy each other's company."

Xander picked up the keys from the floor and unlocked the door.

Seth Romanetti never got nervous when it came to sex in general but this time was different. Not only was it his first time proceeding to have sex with a guy but the thought of being attracted to the same sex was new to him.

They walked into the apartment, bags dropping to the floor. He could feel Xander's eyes piercing holes into the side of his face and he could feel his pants tightening with every move he made.

"Seth," Xander called shutting the door behind them.

"Hmm?" he hummed.

Xander pressed himself against Seth, reaching his hand around the younger boy's body and gently massaged his crotch through his jeans. 

"I haven't even touched you properly yet and you're already so wet."

"Mmmm," Seth moaned, "I want..."

"What baby?" Xander murmured in his ear.

"You," he breathed.

"You need to tell me if you're absolutely sure about this Seth," he said grinding into him.

"I want you," he panted "All of you," he said shakily.

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