"We- We are?" Once again, Lionel was extremely confused about the seemingly fluid definition of a 'one-night' stand. Not that he was complaining– he definitely wanted this– but he didn't know that Sebastian would have too, after his discomfort that morning.
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"Of course. Gotta make up for leaving you earlier," Sebastian hummed, pretty much laying in Lionel's lap now as he grinned
“Oh—“ Lionel, extremely flustered by now, tried to mirror Sebastian’s grin. “I’m glad, how did it go, by the way? With your sister?”
"Like a shot in the ass. Wouldn't stop yelling, then went and tried to whine to my dad," Sebastian scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Good thing I've got you, though," he hummed
Lionel winced, hands automatically shifting to Sebastian’s waist. “Ouch.”
"Yeah. She's got a stick up her ass all the time, but that's because she's my dad's favorite," Sebastian said with a roll of his eyes
Lionel gave a chuckle, running his fingers along Sebastian’s collar without realizing it. “Like I said, ouch.”
"Mm, yeah. Anyways, how do drinks sound? That bottle of tequila they've got is calling my name," Sebastian hummed, grinning even wider when he felt Lionel's touch
“Sure,” he agreed. “But I don’t want to get drunk.”
"Yeah, yeah. We can drink without getting drunk," Sebastian said, gesturing the bartender over and getting some tequila
Lionel trailed his fingers across Sebastian’s shoulders, humming.
"Someone's touchy-feely today," Sebastian teased, idly rubbing at Lionel's side with the arm he had wrapped around him
Blushing, Lionel withdrew his hands. "I didn't mean to–"
"Relax, I was enjoying it," Sebastian said with a small grin
Ever the submissive one, Lionel tentatively replaced his hands on the other's shoulders, biting down on his lip.
"Good boy," Sebastian purred lowly, pressing a kiss to Lionel's jaw, a smirk on his face now
Lionel buried his face in Sebastian's shoulder, heart pounding. How on earth had this man managed to get this kind of effect on him?
Sebastian chuckled, the voice low and teasing as he took a sip of his drink, still grinning slyly
Slinging his arms carefully around Sebastian's waist, Lionel drew the man closer, whining softly. "Isn't it my turn to be in your lap?"
"Never said you couldn't," Sebastian said, grinning as he chuckled. He pressed a kiss to the side of Lionel's face, smiling warmly
Lionel leaned into the touch, wanting nothing more than Sebastian’s warm hands on his skin.
Sebastian hummed as he reached around, slipping a hand under Lionel's shirt to just rest his hand on his back, the other holding his glass
Lionel let out a tiny sound of pleasure, leaning back against he hand.
Sebastian slowly rubbed up and down Lionel's side, occasionally giving him a little squeeze as he sipped his drink
More sounds followed, slipping out before he could do anything about them. “Sebastian—“
"What?" Sebastian asked innocently, though the slight smirk on his face said otherwise. "I'ts just my hand, baby."
"Yeah, but–" Lionel didn't bother finishing, silently begging Sebastian to do more. His skin burned where it made contact with the other's, and just a simple hand under his shirt… well, it reminded him of the things that they'd done this morning.
"I could always do something like this," Sebastian purred, voice lowered as that hand shifted, slowly and stealthily slipping down Lionel's pants, playing with the hem of his boxers
Lionel bit back a loud gasp, knowing full well that others in the bar would be watching them. He pressed closer to Sebastian, hands gripping the fabric of his shirt.
Sebastian chuckled lowly, a wide smirk on his face now as he just kept his hand there for the moment, just playing with the fabric and occasionally brushing his fingertips across the skin