Doctor's Note: Get A Roommate (CD)

''I'm sorry to tell you, lover, but we didn't do nearly enough for either of us to be in any kind of pain'', Sebastian laughed sleepily, his head mostly buried in the pillow at this point, his breaths growing progressively slower and deeper. As Hari finished his sentence however, he grew mildly serious yet again. ''And no going black for me yet, either. 'm fine; dead tired'', he yawned, almost swallowing his pillow as he did so, ''but fine.''

''It's fucking fantastic, now come back to bed'', Sebastian protested the moment he felt Hari move away from him, managing even to raise the upper part of his body when his hand couldn't find nothing to grab on to and pull the other man back to where he belonged. ''Administrator's people?'', Sebastian repeated confusedly after Hari, frowning slowly as his sleepiness faded away; he was tired, but his eyes were no longer closing. He turned around, pulling the blanket so that it covered him up to his chest. His irritation with clothes has, surprisingly, disappeared, and now that his body had cooled down from their, ''earlier activities'', he was starting to feel cold, and when he felt cold, he sought warmth, preferably from another human body. ''Why the fuck would any administrator's people be getting here?''

Hari seemed to be adamant in getting out of bed, though, despite all of Sebastian's protesting, only turning back towards him to point out dozens of messy love bites Sebastian had left on his body. Smirking at his outraged tone, the blond said ''What? You weren't protesting about me putting them there a moment ago, were you now?'' Crawling across the bed, he got out of it, examining his work up close. ''You could say, though, that I just love leaving my mark whenever I go'', he added, tracing the trail of spots across Hari's neck and shoulders. ''Gives you something to brag to your friends about, too, so don't look so outraged.'' Landing yet another kiss of Hari's neck, Sebastian seemingly set out to leave just a few marks more.

Sebastian leered into the kiss as he got Hari to stop thinking about getting decent, at least actively, and start kissing him again instead. The kiss they were sharing right now was slow, of lingering kind, unhurried because the goal wasn't to get to something after the kiss already but in the kiss itself. Sebastian was sure, however, that he could change that as well soon. His body was tired, but he was sure he could muster enough energy for another round of something in bed before effectively trapping Hari there. He wasn't as sure why he was so focused on that as he was five minutes ago, but he didn't care. He was going to get his way anyway.

''And that'' he said then, parting his mouth from Hari's again, and nuzzling against the other man's neck, ''is what these are for'', he added, following slowly the trail which lead from one purple spot from another with his tongue. ''Also something you should know: don't change the sheets until your absolutely done. Especially when there is another perfectly good bed in the room'', percentage of people he had had in his or any other kind of room was small compared with the number of people who he had just had in school or some similar place, but that was in the end enough for him to learn just the few most important things.

''I'm sure the administration thing can wait. Or if not we can just chase them away. Though, if we do that, they might decide to stay in for a show'', he said, sucking yet another love bite just beneath Hari's left ear.

''It's the only sensible way to do it'', Sebastian said, taking slow pleasure in each time Hari shivered against him because of the things he did with his lips and tongue. He was getting hard again, but unlike last time, this was a slow burn of pleasure which meant that he still had enough presence of mind to debate on whether he wanted to pull Hari on the other bed more than he wanted to fall down on his knees right where he was standing while actually holding a conversation at the same time. It wasn't that hard, in the end, not until his dick got a bit harder anyway.

He could see Hari was having a debate of his own as well, and recognized the precise moment in which he had moved onto his side of the metaphorical room, that probably being the part where he had said so himself and kissed him. The side speaking in favour of being responsible over having wild passionate sex now stood as... he did not know how that comparison ended. The point was nobody was stopping them from getting dirty again now.

''Once'', he answered slowly lowering his body so he was now doing things to Hari's bellybutton with his tongue. ''At coming back to school party. I'm not sure anybody had noticed though, so I'm not sure it still counts.'' Everybody had been to drunk to care on that party anyway; that, and any other party he had ever been to actually. He himself however, despite being drunk above all. He despised it even more than school, the general decision being that school just made him feel bored, while drinking might as well make his head split in half.

Making his mouth go even lower than before, Sebastian was just about to make the continuation of conversation impossible due to him having something in his mouth and Hari hopefully being so out of his mind that he fell of any kind of sensible train of thought, when a loud, strong-enough-to-break-the-door knock came from there thankfully still completely there door. ''Hey, anybody there? There are some boxes needing to be delivered here!''

Sebastian, in fact, had several suggestions as to what exactly Hari could do to him after he himself was done doing things to Hari, of course, and was completely ready to give full presentation, with examples, on all of them and then let his new lover choose. The administration people, however, did also in fact seem to be conspiring against both of them for suddenly there was a knock with the most obnoxious voice accompanying it, and then all of a sudden Hari was pushing him away, making him groan in protest. By the time he straightened himself to give voice to his protest Hari was already on his feet and looking at him, back to standing between two sides of a metaphorical debate room. Sebastian gave his best to convince him to return to bed where he belonged. He failed. He was however just a few votes short of victory. A little while longer in his presence though, and Hari would have ignored the annoying man, he was sure of that.

Now Hari was clothed again, which was practically a crime considering Sebastian was still hard and very, very willing. Also, the other man had kicked his clothes under the bed in a hurry which meant that he was either trapped under the soiled sheets or free to roam the room without any clothes on while still showing clear signs of what they have just been doing.

Well, the men were bound to know what they had interrupted anyway and his erection had already died a slow death for which somebody was going to pay dearly. Also, he gave himself a mental note to teach Hari to lie better because if he had anything to say about it, and he was 100% intent to make it so that he had, he was going to need it a lot in the foreseeable future.

''What in the world are you moving in here that needs to be put in four boxes?'', Sebastian asked, sitting up and drawing his hand through his messy, sweaty hair. He was going to need to wash it latter and that meant shower and <i>that</i> was giving him ideas about how probably was that they would manage to fit two bodies in a dorm shower. Which was bed. In a way, because he was now sitting up in full view of the front door which was according to standard moral norms a bed place to, eh, preform a miracle of resurrection? Considering his previous hard-on had died a slow death and all.

However, he clearly remembered the last time he had cared about moral norms of other people. He was eight and it was a bright sunny day. ''Don't know about your previous room, but there ain't that much room in here, you know'', looking around, Sebastian had the decency to admit, ''That is probably because I don't clean up much though'', he said, giving Hari a big, wide, mad grin, and a wink.

''So now you're allergic to me?'', Sebastian laughed, sinking at first as deep as he could into the Hari's kiss, before planting a hand on the other man's chest and pushing him away just enough to be able to speak while his lips still danced millimetres from the other pair. ''Or is it perhaps sex in generally that makes your skin break out?'', he added, his face turning into a mock of a worried expression. ''Because if I remember correctly...'', he said, his lips finally returning to kissing and sucking, which in the end was far more preferable to speaking, ''we were somewhere around here'', he finished, his hand finding its way to Hari's crotch and squeezing what it found there gently, ''only I was on my knees'', he continued speaking between light pecks on both lips and skin as he worked on getting Hari naked again, ''and that definitely counts as sex. I don't want to do anything that would be deteriorating'' (Sebastian wondered for a moment where from had that word come from considering it had more than ten letters and his mind was slowly filling out with lust again; then, however, the part of his brain that was wondering fell to the onslaught of non-thinking and the whole wondering thing fell through).

''...to your health'', he finished, finally, both speaking and getting Hari naked again, so he grabbed the other man by the waste, pulling him back into bed. The next few minutes were filled with hot, wet, open mouth kisses and his hand roaming over everything they could reach, now already slightly more familiar with what made the body under them tick, or rather gasp, and thus returning to all those places Sebastian remembered had made Hari squirm and arch his back into his touch. Soon however, he abandoned that feat as well, his mouth travelling lower and lower once more, until he finally returned to what he had had every intention of doing before they had been interrupted. Placing both hands on Hari's hips, he took the other man into his mouth.