Railings pushed Hawthorne onto the bed, his eyes dark with desire as he trailed kisses down the shorter male's neck. Hawthorne arched into the touch, his hands digging into Railings' back as he gasped with pleasure.
"God, Hawthorne," Railings groaned, his voice rough with need. "I want you so fucking bad."
Hawthorne's eyes were hooded with lust as he pulled Railings' head up, a slight whimper escaping and his lips crashed against the taller male's in a kiss that was more than incredible. It was burning and Hawthorne felt like he was playing with fire, but that was even more exciting. Their bodies moved together in a rhythmic dance that made them pant with unspoken desire.
Hawthorne's legs were wrapped around Railings' waist, pulling him closer, deeper. The air was thick with the sounds of their breath, their moans, their skin sliding against each other.
Railings' fingers trailed down Hawthorne's chest, teasing his nipples as he continued to grind against the other male's hips.
Their breath grew ragged, their movements more urgent and more desperate. Hawthorne's back arched as Railings' fingers drifted lower, his fingers exploring the sensitive flesh between Hawthorne's legs.
Hawthorne gasped, a moan of pleasure echoed through the room, his body tensing as he writhed beneath Railings' touch.
"Railings," he moaned, his voice hoarse with need. He was a mess and he needed Railings so bad."Please..."
Railings' lips curved into a smile as he pressed his fingers deeper, his thumb stroking Hawthorne's entrance with a sinful precision.
Hawthorne's eyes rolled back in his head, his hips thrusting against Railings' hand as he gasped for air. "Yes," he moaned, his voice desperate. "More..."
Railings complied, adding another finger, working Hawthorne open with slow, deliberate strokes. "So beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
He had never seen someone more beautiful than Hawthorne. It was unbelievable! And he loved it, he loved seeing this beautiful fool panting beneath him, he loved seeing him become a complete mess as he moaned like he never felt something so good before.
Railings' eyes were dark with desire as he continued to work Hawthorne open, their breath mingling in the air between them. Hawthorne's legs trembled, his body begging for more as he moaned Railings' name.
"I want you inside me," he pleaded, his eyes pleading with Railings. "Please, Eiluned…"
Oh that made Railings more eager to taste all of him. He wanted all if him.
Railings' heart hammered in his chest, his body trembling with anticipation as he reached for a condom. With practiced ease, he rolled the condom onto his length, his fingers fumbling with the need.
Railings' eyes were locked with Hawthorne's as he positioned himself at the other boy's entrance, his breath coming in quick, shallow pants. Hawthorne's body tensed, his eyes wide with anticipation as he waited for Railings to enter him.
"I don't… I don't want you to regret this." Railings said in rushed breath.
Hawthorne shook his head beneath the other, "I'll never going to regret this. So please… I want you."
Slowly, torturously, Railings pushed forward, his length stretching Hawthorne open in a delicious, burning slide. Hawthorne's gasp echoed through the room, his body shuddering as he arched off the bed. He immediately closed his eyes and a tear fell.
"Hawthorne, do you want me to stop?" Railings asked in tenderness, his voice as soft as possible.
"No." Hawthorne opened his eyes, his eyes were full of desire and need. "Just give me a second…"
Railings paused, his eyes drinking in Hawthorne's flushed face, his breathless gasps of pleasure. What a wonderful sight for him. Hawthorne was so breathtaking! Carefully, he planted a kiss on his eyes then nose, then a perk.
"Go on." Hawthorne said after a few seconds.
Slowly, Railings began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he filled Hawthorne hole. He slowly started moving in over and over again.
Hawthorne's breath caught in his throat, his fingers digging into Railings' shoulders as he met each thrust with a desperate need.
"Railings," he gasped. "Yes..."
Railings' breath came in harsh, ragged gasps, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. His movements grew more urgent and more desperate as he drove himself deeper and harder into Hawthorne's body.
Hawthorne's back arched, his eyes fluttering closed as a moan of pleasure tore from his lips. "Oh, god..." he cried out, his body trembling with ecstasy as Railings' thrusts hit that perfect spot.
Railings' body tensed, the tension building in his stomach as he felt his climax approaching. "Hawthorne," he groaned, his voice low and guttural. "I'm close..."
Hawthorne's eyes snapped open, his hands fisting in the sheets as he pushed back against Railings, urging him on. "Yes," he moaned, his voice a desperate plea. "Yes, Eiluned...."
Railings' body shuddered, his muscles clenching as he came with a low, guttural groan. Hawthorne's cry echoed through the room, his body convulsing with pleasure as he followed Railings over the edge.
For a moment, they were suspended in bliss, their bodies tangled together in a tangle of sweat and skin. And then, slowly, the haze of pleasure began to lift, their breath returning to normal as they collapsed onto the bed.
It was quiet for a while, no one dared to say anything. After a few minutes passed, Railings decided to say something.
"This is my first time." He muttered.
"This is my first time as well." Hawthorne softly said as he added, "with a man."
"I mean, this is my first time having sex." He turned to look at Hawthorne, catching that surprised look.
Hawthorne didn't expect that. "You were a virgin."
Railings smiled, "Well not anymore…"
That made Hawthorne laugh. Railings chuckled as he rolled to the side, pulling Hawthorne against him. Hawthorne's breath was hot against his skin as they lay there, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their amazing experience.
"Your arms are so warm, I'm afraid I'll get addicted if I continue to lay there." Hawthorne suddenly said.
"Then I'll be here ready to hold you in my arms whenever you want to." Railings proudly said.
Hawthorne laughed, "Don't be so cheesy, that's only for the movies."
"We're in our own movie then and you're the main character, make sure you don't get sick of my affection because I'll shower you with them for as long as I'm with you." Railings sounded even more determined.
"What did you do with Railings?" Hawthorne teased.
"He decided to repent after tasting the forbidden fruit and hearing those incredible moans from this other beautiful yet annoying person." He resorted.
Hawthorne chuckled, a grin full across his face. "Oh did you?"
"Yes, absolutely." He nodded to stamp on it.
Hawthorne nestled closer with a playful glint across his face. "So, we're starring in a romantic drama now? I hope you're ready for the sequel."
Railings traced lazy circles on Hawthorne's back, a smirk playing on his lips. "Only if you promise to keep delivering those award-winning performances."
Hawthorne laughed softly. "Well, you've certainly redeemed yourself after all that sinful behavior earlier. I still haven't forgotten about that video."
Railings feigned innocence, but his eyes sparkled mischievously. "Ah, but isn't repentance part of the fun?"
Hawthorne grinned, leaning in to steal a kiss. "Absolutely," he agreed, sealing their playful banter with a tender embrace.
Railings tightened his embrace,"So, what's next on the agenda for our little movie? Romantic sunset walks on the beach, perhaps?"
Hawthorne chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Please, as if I'm falling for that cheesy cliché. How about we stick to late-night pizza runs and Netflix binges instead? We'll run it past the security of course."
Railings grinned, planting a playful kiss on Hawthorne's nose. "Sounds like a plan. But just for the record, I'd make a pretty convincing leading man in our little movie."
Hawthorne smirked, running a hand through Railings' hair. "Keep dreaming, Romeo. But as long as you're my co-star, I'm game for anything."
"Netflix tomorrow?" Railings asked.
"Netflix tomorrow." Hawthorne confirmed.
They laid there as the night passed. It was weird to wake up in the arms of someone he hated not long ago but Hawthorne found warmth in Railings arms that he didn't want to let go.
"We should go and wash then we'll have breakfast before school starts." Railings carefully looked at the shorter.
Hawthorne frowned, "We can skip breakfast."
"You have to eat." Railings playfully found pinched Hawthorne's cheek. He was the first to get off the bed which accommodated the both of them even though it was small.
Hawthorne got off as well and followed Railings to the bathroom. They brushed their teeth and Hawthorne took a bath first before Railings. Once they were done, they dressed up.
"We can't be seen together." Hawthorne said suddenly which made Railings stop on his tracks.
"I know, I've read the school's code of conduct." That was the saddest part especially for the taller. "I know because that code of conduct is the reason why I've been holding back all along so do not worry, I won't make problems for you."
"What do you mean?" Hawthorne asked.
"Go on first, I'll follow." Railings said and Hawthorne didn't have the heart to go against Railings so he stepped out of the dorm room.
The hallway was busting with kids, many were rushing to the library when most of them were rushing towards the cafeteria to have their breakfast.
Hawthorne was one of them, he huffed heading to the cafeteria. He dished out breakfast then walked over to find a table. Fortunately for him, he spotted his two friends so he approached them.
"Had a good night?" Sam asked leaning over as Hawthorne settled down.
"Why are you asking?" He looked at the man.
Sam smirked in mischief. "You have a certain glow, like you're having an amazing sex life. You didn't hook up with someone without telling me right?"
If only you knew.
"I didn't." He rushed, holding his ciffee to his mouth so he could prevent himself from saying something inappropriate.
"Really?" He didn't believe that.
Hawthorne smiled innocently,. "For real. It's nothing." He tried to laugh it off and Sam smiled, playing along.
"Sam doesn't believe you, he's laughing it off for your sake." Jones just had to be Jones.
Hawthorne always wondered if the nerd saved Jesus in one of his lives because he was so honest that it hurt sometime. No one should think that kind of honesty is good.
"You should try to laugh most things out as well Jones, you really have no filter." Sam scoffed as he caught sight of someone familiar. "How is it going with Railings? Still giving you trouble?"
Hawthorne's eyes ran across the cafeteria until they fell unto Railings. He was dressed in his school uniform, a formal navy blue trousers, white shirt, a navy blue pull over and a navy blue blazer with white sneakers.
He always dressed like that. Neat and so handsome but it was the first time Hawthorne paid attention to how the other dressed and how he held himself in that uniform.
Railings winked at him in passing.
"Hey Hawthorne!" Sam said aloud which pulled Hawthorne out of the little world he was suddenly lost at.
"W—what?" He cleared his throat.
"I just lost you in there." Sam leaned closer, "How is it going between you and Railings? Love hasn't bloomed yet?"
"Not yet and definitely never." He scoffed standing up, ready to walk out to class. "Stop bringing him in, I'm having a peaceful day today."
Love? It was too early to say but he liked Railings. Hawthorne knew that much.
As he passed, he accidentally bumped into Railings and the other clenched his hand in a tight fist. "Look where you going Hawthorne!"
Something was placed in his hand.
"Haha, careful there, Railings. Wouldn't want to ruin that perfect face of yours," Hawthorne quipped, a mischievous glint in his eye.
Wasn't it fun? He wanted to ask the other male.
"Watch it, Hawthorne. You might trip over your own ego one day," Railings shot back, a smirk playing on his lips as he straightened his stance.
"Touché, Railings. But maybe next time I'll aim better and bump into you on purpose," Hawthorne teased, a hint of excitement dancing in his tone as he continued on his way to class, leaving Railings with a bemused grin.
Railings chuckled under his breath, watching Hawthorne walk away. "You wish, Hawthorne but do not worry yourself much, I'll be waiting for that next 'accident'," he called after him, a playful challenge in his voice.
Hawthorne glanced back over his shoulder with a smirk. "Count on it, Railings. Just make sure you're ready to catch me when I 'trip'," he retorted, a spark of playfulness lingered between them.
Hawthorne opened the little paper he received from Railings after their bumping accident.
'Still looking pretty.' was written on the paper, a little heart added on the side which made Hawthorne smile.
He was looking forward to his day as he headed to his first class.