Drinking Night || Sebastian & Puck 

sosmyhte:

If there was a moment that Sebastian really wanted to have Puck, it was watching his tongue, the desire of sliding his own inside that mouth was huge, but he maybe wasn’t drunk enough. “I wouldn’t say that, I just think it doesn’t fit me”, no, he wasn’t going to say what was obvious true. Sebastian licked his lips, what Puck said was too much for him to handle, that boy was really teasing him, and actually he didn’t really have to, his body was doing it by itself during the whole night, and also was already getting help from the drink. “You probably know the answer, but if you wanna a proof, just need to ask boy”, lost in his laugh he stopped only to drink again, he was not only drinking more but more faster, and his mind was, at the same time, leaving. “Yep, I’m. But I’m curious, how is it interesting?”, half-smirk, and leg going further, enough to touch the other boy, what Sebastian ‘ignored’, pretending it wasn’t anything. “And you, do you use your mouth for anything than teasing me?”.

“And why wouldn’t it fit you?” he asked, then started grinning slowly, “Sorry.” Another grin, and taking a gulp of his drink, he thought about what Sebastian had said, frowning after a couple of seconds, “What makes you think I know the answer? And I’ll keep that in mind. Who knows, when I’ve had enough to drink and the talking starts to bore me…” He trailed off, not bothering to finish his sentence because he was sure the guy understood him perfectly well. “Well,” Puck started, explaining himself, “If you really are the lead singer, you must indeed have a great voice. Or you’re just damn charismatic. Both, probably.” He did notice Sebastian’s leg, now touching his, and looked down at their touching knees, raising a brow but keeping silent. He chuckled, finishing off his drink and quickly refilling it, “Oh, I do use my mouth, but probably not for the kind of activity you were referring to.”