Silent Longing | Straight Until Him |

Sebastian was burning, while his body pressed against another’s soft skin. Lips feverish and his hands grasping and pulling on the skin. There was a whispered moan of his name, barely audible, but it sent a shiver down his spine. The room felt airless while the only thing grounding him was the weight of the body beneath him as their hips moved together in slow, teasing friction. Fingertips trailed down his back,he could feel the nails scraping gently, just enough to make him gasp. He carefully tilted his head, breath hitching as wet lips met his throat, sucking and biting on it with so much passion. His own hands slid lower to the firm thighs grasping and pushing them apart as he fit himself in between them. The heat was unbearable and the pressure..overwhelming. His mouth found the other person’s own again, it was deeper this time and desperate. He could feel himself sinking, getting lost in the intoxicating warmth between them. He pushed in. It was a perfect slide, tight.. hot.His mind went blank at the moment, pleasure surging through every nerve in his body. Then— His eyes snapped open. His body was thrumming profusely, his pulse pounding in his ears as he stared into the blank space. The remnants of the dream were still fresh in his head and he could feel his body burning with the ghost of the phantom touches. It felt so real, like it actually happened. He was hard, his body still aching for what was no longer there. And the worst part? The blurry face which felt so out of reach was— his roommate, Oliver. Sebastian swallowed hard, running his hands through his hair. f**k. This wasn’t the first time. And he had no idea what to do about it.