Of Truth and Trust

Just a quick couple of notes. This fic was written as a one-on-one RP (role-play), so the focus of the POV changes for the characters being played. My cowriter and I based this off of the famous manga \"Kaze to Ki no Uta,\" though you don\'t need to know the story to follow this one.

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Thanks for reading--I hope you enjoy.


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Of Truth and Trust
Chapter 10

“Sebastian.” Walter glanced between the pair curiously. “Sorry to interrupt, but I’ve been looking for you.” As if it were the most casual action in torldorld he slid up beside the boy and set his arm over his shoulders. “To extend an invitation.”

//Indeed.// Sebastian turned toward him and—still holding Nathanial’s arm—lifted his chin to accept a firm kiss from his elder lover. //God, if only I was bold enough to ask them both to join me…but Nathanial isn’t ready yet.// Still, the thought of both boys beneath cool, soft sheets was enough to make his stomach churn anxiously. “I’m sorry, Walter,” he replied calmly. “But I’m a little busy right now.”

Nathanial adverted his eyes to allow the pair some privacy, though he suddenly wished Sebastian would let go of his arm. He had at first been strangely displeased to see the elder boy, though his roommate’s words helped to calm the sudden twisting in his chest. Glancing up, he caught Walter’s gaze—the upperclassman didn’t look very pleased, was sweeping his eyes over Nathanial’s slighter body in a way that made his throat close. //I…don’t like that….//

“Well…all right,” Walter relented after a moment of scrutiny. He took a step back, watching the pair a moment longer before shaking his head slightly and moving off.

Sebastian took only a moment to watch him leave before devoting his attention back in full to Nathanial. “Sorry about that,” he said pleasantly enough as he continued to lead them inside. “Walter can be a bit persistent at times. But don’t worry.” He nuzzled the boy’s cheek one last time before they were inside the building. “Right now I’m only for you.”

//Right now.// Nathanial glanced at the other. “If you want to go with him,” he started carefully, “then please do.” //When it’s us…it’s really just me. If he could enjoy himself better with Walter….// He eased a bit away from his roommate, tone sincere. “He may prove to be better company than I, after all.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Sebastian admonished easily. “Have I not invited you to bed? *You’re* the one that’s got me so excited. It’s like you said.” He tugged them to the side of the hall for a moment for a kiss. “I don’t do anything I don’t want to.”

Somewhat reassured, Nathanial returned the kiss and nodded. He allowed the other to lead them down hallways and up the stairs, and by the time they reached their room he was feeling rather damp in his thawed clothing. He set to peeling off wet gloves and jacket. “It is too bad there is no fireplace in these rooms,” he muttered half to himself. “Our things would certainly dry much faster.” He began to hang up or drape his extra clothing wherever he could find space.

“I’m sure we can think of other things to do while we wait for them.” Sebastian followed suit, though perhaps setting out his things in a less methodical manner than his roommate. He stripped down even to his shirt despite the chill in the room, waiting for Nathanial’s backbe tbe turned so he could sneak up behind him. “Will *you* warm me? Nathan…?” he purred in the boy’s ear as he captured him in his arms.

Nathanial sucked in a low breath, already sinking into the strong embrace. //I am already melting…// he thought with a weak chuckle. “Stay close,” he whispered back, wishing he could sound as confident at the other. “Perhaps…we may warm each other.”

“I hardly think there is any doubt on that issue.” Sebastian tilted his head slightly to suck on the tender flesh behind Nathanial’s ear; meanwhile, his hands worked in a firm massage over his chest and stomach. “Which would you prefer? Your bed…or mine?”

Logic told him it didn’t matter, but he knew better. “Mine,” he replied shakily. //If it were his…I’m not sure what he would do.// Nathanial’s back arched slightly, pushing into strong hands while forcing his hips back against Sebastian’s.

“All right, then.” Wasting no more time Sebastian stepped back, leading the boy gently by the hand back to his bed on the room’s right side. As soon as they were beside it he began to relieve Nathanial of his shirt. //This time, I want to touch you properly.//

Only a bit apprehensive, Nathanial allowed the other to remove his shirt, though after a moment he reached up to do the same. //But…no further than this,// he told himself, already flushing at the thought. //I wonder…what he will feel like….//

Sebastian sighed in quite appreciation of the boy’s smooth skin; he slid his fingers over it in firm caresses, and trailed a few over Nathanial’s shoulders with his lips and teeth. “See?” he chuckled, rubbing their chests together with a quiet sigh. “You feel warmer already….”

Nathanial nodded and pulled closer, enjoying the light friction between them. “Sebastian….” He began to move backwards towards the bed—he was already losing some of his better sense. “Cover me,” he whispered without thinking, arms around the other’s shoulders. “It’s still cold….”

All too eager to comply, Sebastian urged him back onto the bed and stretch out on top of him. “Like this?” he asked teasingly, continuing to spread light touches and slight kisses over his chest. “Ah, yes, much warmer….” He paused a moment to reach up, ruffling Nathanial’s hair out of place. “There, better.”

He reached up to automatically smooth his hair back, but he managed to pause and only remove his glasses to be set on the side table. His hands moved then to run through Sebastian’s own hair, delighting in the thick texture. “Much better,” he agreed with a soft murmur.

Sebastian paused, and with a wicked grin set upon Nathanial’s hair once more, tousling it beyond easy repair. “You’re always so careful with it,” he explained, crawling up the boy’s body to plant a few kisses against his scalp. “I like it like this—more bold, like you are now. Don’t you think it suits you?”

“Perhaps,” he breathed, “though it is hardly suiting to my Father’s son, nor a future bussmassman.” Nathanial tilted his chin up for a kiss, shivering at the other’s rich taste. “Actually….” He flushed. “I do not need the glasses—they are plain glass, meant only improve my image. They…are my Father’s idea.” He looked up to see his roommate’s reaction.

Sebastian blinked down at him; despite his attempt at restraint he was soon laughing hard enough to make his stomach hurt. “Ju—Just glass?” he sputtered, falling onto his side. “You think wearing glasses will make you look smarter? My, what a father you have.” But before Nathanial could think on his response too long he was already sucking playfully on the boy’s throat, his hand wandering low over his stomach. “How quaint.”

Nathanial chuckled along with the other, slowly tilting his head back. “My Father…is a man of appearance,” he replied. His fingers caught at and curled against thin shoulders. “Everyone impeccable, respectful, and proud. It…is how I have been raised….”

“Hmm…all the things that never held weight over me,” Sebastian laughed, rubbing their thighs together. “Though I might be able to fake them well enough, given proper motivation. But…now.” w.” His hand dipped lower along the boy’s body, tracing the lip of his pants. “And that goes for you as well.”

//How can I…hide anything? I feel as though you have cut me open.// Nathanial let his head fall back further, breath beginning to catch. “You have…hardly given me the chance to…fake anything,” he pointed out with a blush.s ris right leg bent to press against the other’s hip.

“And you’re all the better for it. Would this be as much fun, if you were worried about how improper it might appear?” He chuckled quietly as he slid his fingertips just ba und under the lip of Nathanial’s pants, scratching the soft skin beneath his navel. “Or maybe you are thinking about it. About how we might look, twisted and trembling together. Because I must admit that such images have entertained me for some time.” His touch pressed lower abruptly, curling around heating flesh.

Nathanial gasped and immediately grasped the other’s wrist. “Sebastian—” He looked down at the other, shuddering at the intimate contact and…suddenly a bit intimidated. This was something new—too new—and he wasn’t sure he was ready for it yet. His thighs pressed tightly together.

“Now now, it’s all right.” Sebastian continued to flex his fingers even though his wrist was trapped, teasing him. “It feels like a lot, doesn’t it? But it’s all right—doesn’t it feel good?” He rubbed their thighs together more insistently and breathed hotly across Nathanial’s throat. “Trust me, Nathan.”

“Sebastian….” Shuddering, his feet kicked lightly and pushed at the blankets. //Please, I….// Nathanial moaned thinly. //It…it does feel…but….// His other hand grasped at Sebastian’s hair, back arching as his skin grew hot.

“That’s right….” Sebastian grinned wickedly as he began to move his hand in earnest; Nathanial’s strength had faded enough that he was able tease him in long, firm strokes. “It feels good, doesn’t it? You can tell me.” Still chuckling he bit lightly at the boy’s lips in encouragement. “You sound so wonderful.”

Nathanial whimpered as his hips gave a weak buck. “It….” He groaned, struggling to keep himself quiet even as he knew it was a wasted effort—Sebastian always got what he wanted, after all. He turned his face into the other’s neck. “It’s…good,” he murmured breathlessly, legs shifting anxiously. //Dear God…it’s so good….//

“I know—heh, I know.” //And so are you, Nathan.// Sebastian continued for a bit longer before slipping his hand free. “I’ll keep going,” he promised quietly, “if you do something for me.” He tugged Nathanial’s hand up between his own thighs, where he was already growing hard himself.

//That’s…the first time you’ve asked me to….// Nathanial opened his eyes, though all he saw was the shadow of the other’s neck. His hand tensed as he suddenly grew curious. He shifted closer and pressed his palm against Sebastian’s pants—a tremor ran up his arm. Firming his convictions, Nathanial curled his fingers around the rise of fabric, rubbing gently.

Sebastian sighed quietly at the gentle attentions. “You can do better than that,” he murmured, copying Nathanial’s movements. “Whatever you do, I will, all right?” //Yes, I like this game.// Though it was considerably less aggressive than he had been a moment ago he rubbed Nathanial through his pants.

Nathanial whimpered softly. //That’s not fair….// He tried to press against the other, but he wouldn’t strengthen his attentions. “Se…Sebastian….” His lips whispered over his roommate’s neck. He forced his hand to stop shaking and strengthen its movements. “‘Bastian…please….”

“That’s…more like it.” Sebastian nuzzled him as he followed the other’s guidance. “Show me how you like it, Nathan,” he whispered, giving him a brief squeeze. “Harder…faster…teach me how you want it.” He moaned, unable to deny that he, too, was affected. Nathanial’s innocent hands were just what he needed.

Moaning, Nathanial tightened his hand. His head shook, and one of his legs moved to rub against the other’s thigh. //He…he’s shaking a bit, too,// he realized dully. He worked his fingers with more strength, groaning thickly when Sebastian did the same. “More,” he hissed breathlessly. “Please…please ‘Bastian…more….”

“Then give me more,” the other all his hissed in his ear. He paused long enough to coax Nathanial’s hands within his pants. “Touch me. God, just *touch* me.” Shivering, he moved ahead of his partner, returning his attentions towards warm, straining flesh. //Just a little more….//

Nathanial didn’t resist this time, copying Sebastian’s movements with increasing fervor. “Oh God…” he moaned, hips thrusting into the strong fingers. “Please…God please—” He twisted suddenly to press his lips against the other’s in a hungry kiss. //Please…please please….//

A bit surprised by Nathanial’s boldness, he couldn’t help shuddering. //He’s learning rather quickly.// Determined not to be outdone he pressed his weight over the boy, deepening their kiss and his affections. “Come on, Nathan….” He was even more surprised when he felt his own body betraying him. “Shit….” Sebastian ground his teeth but it was no use; he curled in on himself as he came with a thin moan.

Nathanial’s eyes widened. //He….// Pulling closer, he kissed the other again. “‘Bastain….” The boy’s hand had weakened considerably, and he couldn’t help shifting against it. //Please, I’m so close….// He was trembling. “Just…a little….”

Sebastian gathered himself quickly, resuming as he caught his breath. “That was good,” he whispered. “You surprised me, Nathan.” It was the truth, and his partner deserved to hear it. //You are sweet. I wonder…what else you will allow me.//

Nathanial moaned, welcoming the contact eagerly, and soon reached his own limit. He curled close as he released, flushed with embarrassment and pleasure. “God….” He shook his head. //This…this isn’t right, is it? But how could it feel so….// His lips moved weakly against Sebastian’s neck.

//God indeed.// Sebastian slid his hand free and lifted it briefly to his lips, just for a taste, before wiping it ungracefully on the sheets behind him. “You…are so beautiful,” he told his roommate with a dull chuckle. “Just like this…so lovely.”

Freeing his own hand, Nathanial winced as he wiped it off as well. He met Sebastian’s eyes through curled bangs. “Really…?” he asked softly, unable to stop the word from escaping, and he flushed. //He…doesn’t really see me as beautiful…does he?// His clean hand was still wound in thick hair, and he unconsciously rubbed the strands between his fingers.

“Of course. Do I lie?” Sebastian nuzzled him playfully and nibbled at his lips. “Thin and fair and soft….” He laughed. “Almost like a woman. But better.” He reached down to tap his roommate teasingly. “Yes, much better.”

He shook his head. “If you say so.” Nathanial sighed and suddenly found himself fighting a yawn. “I think…I need to rest a bit,” he murmured, wiggling out from under his companion. “After I change.” He turned back for a brief, quick kiss—he was growing to like Sebastian’s taste quite a bit—before standing and heading for the wardrobe.

Sebastian smiled, folding his hands behind his head as he casually stretched out. “Hey, Nathan,” he asked easily, his eyes sparking. “How about…you let me sleep here with you tonight?” //It’s been a while since I’ve spent an entire night with someone.// “Not to do anything, just…to sleep.”

Nathanial pulled on his nightclothes and glanced back. //I think…I would like that. Having him with me….// It seemed like a very intimate suggestion, and it made him slightly nervous—he’d never slept beside a person before. Still, he offered a smile. “You’ll need something clean to wear, don’t you think?” he pointed out, running his hands through his hair. The feeling of leaving it loose…it made him close his eyes and sigh. Somehow, it calmed him.

“Yes, I suppose so.” Sebastian smiled as he pushed to his feet and joined his roommate at the wardrobe. He slipped around behind the boy and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. “So?” he me “I “Is that a yes?” //Though I can’t really believe I even suggested it. It’s…not like me. Not that Nathan will notice.//

Nathanial leaned back into the warm embrace, tilting his head so their cheeks could rub softly. “I suppose it is,” he murmured in reply. Just out of curiosity, he pressed his hips back faintly, just to feel the other’s body move against his. “Are you really going to behave?”

“As long as you don’t tempt me too much,” Sebastian laughed, rubbing up against him just briefly. He shook his head slightly. “No, I’ll behave. I am, after all, quite tired.” He stepped back and, after giving Nathanial a light pat on his behind, began to change out of his pants.

Still smiling, Nathanial returned to the bed, though he frowned at the state of his sheets. //I suppose…I should change them, but I won’t be able to get any fresh ones tonight.// Shrugging, he set about reorganizing his blankets, tugging them back into some semblance of order. He glanced back—just once—and flushed at seeing more of the other’s skin than he was used to. Finally satisfied, he crawled into his bed with a sigh.

Sebastian finished changing and was quick to join his roommate, wriggling more than was necessary as he pulled the covers over him. “How do you sleep?” he asked curiously. “I can sleep any way, so whatever way you like is fine.”

“Usually on my side, facing the wall,” he answered. “Though I can face either way, I suppose.” He was currently lying on his back, watching his roommate curiously. //I wonder…what he has in mind….// Nathanial reached out to scrape his slim fingers against a warm cheek, and he smiled suddenly. “Are we sleeping with the lights on?”

“It’s more interesting in the dark, don’t you think?” Sebastian rolled over and blew out the lamp. “You’re fine on your side. In fact, that may be best.” With a grin he urged Nathanial onto his side, as he had said, and slid up behind him. “Like this,” he murmured, slipping an arm around the boy’s waist. “Is this all right?”NathNathanial’s breath caught and shivered out of him. Sebastian was…so close…. He tried to answer, but only managed a thin murmur. He couldn’t help but wiggle slightly, getting used to the feel of a warm, soft body against his back. “It’s…good,” he finally replied, shifting some more.

“Hmm, I thought so.” Sebastian hid his face in shairhair and tightened his arm briefly, enjoying the feel of his young partner. If only their nightshirts weren’t such a hindrance…. “In that case, I should bid you goodnight,” he whispered. Despite his earlier claims he couldn’t help but shift his hips forward slightly, and his eyelids fluttered. //He feels good. I can’t wait….//

His voice echoed in a breathless sigh as he buried himself deeper beneath the blankets. “Good…goodnight then…Bastian,” he murmured, closing his eyes. //I am not so sure I shall sleep very well, but…he feels good. Really good. I do not want him to leave, even if it does keep me awake.// But exhaustion seemed to have other ideas, and slowly began to pull him into slumber.

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